Chapter 85- New York War (8)

[Before this happened]

Chris grunted in agony as he struggled to push himself up from the floor, his entire body throbbing with pain. Tears mixed with the sweat on his forehead as he glared defiantly at Princess Lysandra, his voice filled with rage despite his injuries.

"You bastard," Chris spat through gritted teeth, his voice trembling with pain and fury. "You will pay for this!"

Princess Lysandra just smirked at Chris's anger, acting like she didn't care at all. "Ho, pretty brave are ya?," she mocked, her voice dripping with disdain as she walked toward him like she owned the place. 

Before Chris could do anything, Lysandra swung her foot and slammed it into Chris's chest. He went flying, crashing into the store with a thud. It felt like all the air got punched out of him, leaving him wheezing and hurting all over. Pain shot through him, making it hard to even catch his breath.

As Chris writhed in pain on the floor, his vision blurred and his consciousness slipping away, he managed to utter one word through gritted teeth, "Emily." His concern for her was evident even in his weakened state, his thoughts consumed by her safety amidst the chaos that surrounded them.

Meanwhile, Emily stood frozen, her mind reeling from the shock of witnessing Mary's brutal demise. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled to process the horrific events unfolding before her. Her words stumbled out in a stuttered mess as she tried to comprehend the reality of Mary's death.

"Wh-wh-what j-j-just h-happened? M-Mary... she's gone?" Emily's voice trembled with disbelief and horror, her mind unable to grasp the enormity of the tragedy that had befallen them. She felt paralyzed by fear and trauma, unable to move or think clearly amidst the chaos.

The princess's laughter filled the store, cold and heartless, as if she found their pain amusing. She looked at Emily with a cruel smirk, her eyes glinting with malice as she moved closer, her intentions is clear."

"Stupid kid," Lysandra spat, her voice dripping with contempt as she approached Emily with pure malice. With a quick movement, she grabbed Emily, pulling her in close. Emily felt trapped, unable to break free from Lysandra's tight grip. She was scared and defenseless, completely at the mercy of the menacing vampire princess.

But before Lysandra could carry out her wicked intentions, a sudden barrage of gunfire erupted from outside the store, causing her to recoil in pain. "Aurg!!!" she cried out, her expression twisting in fury as she scanned the area for the source of the attack

Mart Ramirez appeared, Despite the pain engulfing him, and his police officer uniform stained with blood but his determination is unwavering. "Get away from here!" he barked, his voice filled with grit and defiance as he faced down the vampire princess, his injuries only serving to fuel his determination to protect them.

Princess Lysandra smirked cruelly as she looked at Mart, nodding slightly. "Not bad," she admitted, her voice is acknowledging his determination. "But it won't save you."

With a sudden burst of speed, she struck Mart in the stomach with a fierce blow, knocking him to his knees. The pain was too much for him to bear, and despite his efforts to fight back, he couldn't withstand the pain, and it overcame him completely. With a groan, he slipped into unconsciousness, his body unable to endure any more injuries from the relentless assault.

"Pathetic," Lysandra sneered, her voice dripping with disgust as she glared down at Mart. Standing over him, she felt powerful and in control. With Emily captured and her enemies beaten, she felt unstoppable, ready to do whatever she pleased. She knew nothing could get in her way now.

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As Princess Lysandra and Emily stepped out of the store, The princess had a tight hold on Emily, pulling her along forcefully with a wicked grin on her face.

Suddenly, another round of gunfire erupted, causing Princess Lysandra to recoil in pain. Emily's eyes widened in surprise as she witnessed the unexpected turn of events. It was Ken Bridget and Corporal Police Officer Eric Morion, both battered and injured but determined to protect Emily at all costs.

Ken gritted his teeth in defiance, his body trembling from the strain of his injuries. "We won't go down that easily," he declared, his voice filled with determination as he aimed his gun at Princess Lysandra, his gaze unwavering despite the pain.

Beside him, Eric Morion stood tall despite his wounds, He was breathing heavily, "Release her, you vampire!," he demanded, his voice filled with resolve despite the agony he endured.

Princess Lysandra's eyes narrowed in anger as she looked at the two men standing defiantly before her. "You pests won't quit, huh?" she spat out with disdain. With surprising speed, she lunged forward, catching them off guard. In a flash, she landed a strong kick to Eric's chest, knocking him back with a painful gasp.

Ken tried to step in, but Princess Lysandra punched him really hard in the face. He fell to the ground, knocked out cold.

"Die!" Princess Lysandra growled, her eyes full of hate as she reached out with her sharp claws, aiming straight for Ken. She wanted him dead, plain and simple.

But Eric, despite his injuries, refused to let ken die. With a cry of defiance, he threw himself in front of Ken, shielding him from Princess Lysandra's dangerous claws.

The sharp claw's attack has claimed another life. But instead of Ken falling down, it was Eric looking really surprised as he saw the big hole in his chest from where the claw hit him. With a cry of anguish, he stumbled backward, his hands instinctively reaching for the gaping wound in his chest.

Emily couldn't move. She couldn't understand what was happening. Seeing Mary die was too much. And now, coupled with the relentless violence surrounding her. She felt numb, like she couldn't feel anything. It was all too much for her to handle.

Then Emily couldn't hold back her tears as she saw Eric collapse to the ground, dying right in front of her. She felt so powerless and sad, knowing that Eric had given his life to keep her safe. her heart heavy with grief for the brave police officer who had sacrificed himself to protect her.

Suddenly Out of nowhere, a voice cried out, calling Emily's name.

 As Emily heard someone shout her name from far away, her heart raced. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw Mark, her boyfriend. "Mark!!!" she called out, feeling a mix of relief and fear. Her voice shook with emotion as she tried to stay calm.

Then Princess Lysandra just watched Emily and Mark closely, her crimson eyes narrowing with curiosity. A faint smirk played across her lips as she observed their emotional interaction.

Mark's confusion was evident as he scanned the scene before him, His face showed worry and confusion. "What happened?" he asked, sounding shocked and unsure. Emily's hesitant answer made him feel even more worried. Each word she said made him feel more scared, like a cold shiver down his spine.

"M-a-ark, M-a--- r--y -d--died," Emily managed to say, her voice choked with sorrow and grief. Mark's heart sank as he processed her words, struggling to comprehend the magnitude of what Emily was trying to tell him. Mary, his beloved sister, had been taken from him in an instant by this vampire.

Mark felt a rush of pain flood through him as he tried to understand the terrible news. His chest tightened, and he struggled to keep his emotions in check. "Where is she?" he asked, his voice barely audible, his hands trembling with a mixture of grief and rage.

Emily's face, streaked with tears, crumpled as she pointed towards the store, her entire body shaking with the weight of her sorrow. "In that store," she whispered, her voice barely audible amidst the chaos that surrounded them. Her heart ached for Mark, knowing the pain he must be feeling at the loss of his sister, his closest companion in life.

Meanwhile, Princess Lysandra remained standing, her gaze fixed on Mark, waiting eagerly for his reaction. She took pleasure in the suffering of her enemies, finding satisfaction in the chaos and despair she had caused. Her eyes glittered with a twisted delight as she observed the devastation she had bring upon them, waiting every moment as she anticipated Mark's response.

As Mark rushed towards the store where Emily pointed, his heart pounded with fear and anguish. The thought of his sister, Mary, lying lifeless inside filled him with a deep sense of sorrow and disbelief. With each step, his mind raced, unable to comprehend the reality of the situation.

As he reached the entrance of the store, the sight before him shook him to the core. Mary's lifeless body lay on the floor, Her chest was torn open, a cruel result of the Vampire's attack. Mark's breath caught in his throat as he knelt beside her, his hands trembling as he reached out to touch her cold skin.

"Mary..." Mark choked out, his voice thick with emotion as tears filled his eyes. "No, no, Mary!!!" He couldn't believe she was gone, he couldn't bear the thought of facing a world without her by his side. And The mere thought of it was unbearable.

Meanwhile Princess Lysandra watched everything happening with a cruel smile. She enjoyed seeing her enemies suffer. Their pain made her happy. She liked causing chaos and destroying their lives. It gave her a feeling of power. She didn't care about their feelings; she just wanted to feel powerful and in control.

But as Mark's sadness changed to anger, his eyes showed he was really determined. Princess Lysandra felt something different. She sensed the raw power of Mark's emotions, the intensity of his anger, and his voice filled with vengeance. Even though she might have thought she was unbeatable, but deep down she knew inside that Mark is strong.

"I will kill you," Mark's voice cut through the silent noise, his eyes showing he meant it, It sent shivers down Princess Lysandra's spine, a silent warning of the storm that brewed within him.

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Running Up That Hill (kate Bush)

Lyrics:

Oh, come on, baby (yeah)Oh, come on, darlin' (yo) Let me steal this moment from you now

Oh, come on, angel Come on, come on, darlin' Let's exchange the experience (yo), oh, ooh, ooh

And if I only could I'd make a deal with God And I'd get Him to swap our places I'd be runnin' up that road Be runnin' up that hill With no problems Say, if I only could

I'd make a deal with God And I'd get Him to swap our places I'd be runnin' up that road Be runnin' up that hill With no problems

To be continued