Read Vamp Angel :: Chapter 4 - Elena Van Lanfoi

The forest was scarlet in blood. The floor covered by bodies and spears departed.

Elena Van Lanfoi was playing among the screams of her soldiers dying. Her breath was panting, and her eyes burned. The shoulder spotted by a dark arrow throbbed with unbearable heat. She recognized the poison - something human, cruel, used to kill slowly.

Her knees gave in. The sword fell from the hand. Blood drained by the cracked armor.

- I... I' ll don't to die...

Two human crusades surrounded her, laughing. One of them grabbed her by silver hair, pulling her up, another held her neck tightly.

- This one has noble face. But here is just meat like any other. Let's play with her before execution. It will brighten the boys.

- First let's pull out these elegant ears.

Elena bit her lip to bleed. He tried to spit on their face, but no longer had strength.

It was then that the silence fell. An absolute silence, as if the forest had arrested the breath.

Cut.

The head of the first cross was severed, rolling across the ground with the eyes still flashing.

Slash.

The second had a chest open in two, as a role torn by an invisible blade.

The shadows traded. And then it came up.

Axiel.

The claws still dripping blood, the black costume slowly breathing like a living creature. His red eyes shone with a contained, almost bored fury.

The surrounding soldiers frozen.

- Who ... Who are you? Shouted one of the crusades, pointing the spear.

Axiel advanced without responding, picked him up by the neck and raised in the air with one hand. The enemy's eyes spinned, and his breath got stuck.

Axiel leaned his forehead in his.

- Say, who you are?

The man's eyes are glazed. Hypnosis has had an effect.

- Purifying army ... sent by the high clergy ... to eradicate the elves of the region ... in the name of light ...

Axiel let out the body as if a empty bag discarded. The man fell, drooling.

Then axiel's eyes shone like embers. The costume vibrated.

A black gust exploded around him. Claws, sharp lights, blades came out of all angles. In seconds, the remaining crusaders were swept. Heads flew. Bones left. No scream was heard - only the dry sound of death.

When the dust lowered, only him ... and Elena.

She stared at him, lying, sweating, panting, her face dirty and wide eyes.

- W-who ... is it?

Axiel did not answer.

His eyes fixed on her. Something in her ... it attracted him. A heat he didn't understand.

Loriel appeared in the air, flying above the battlefield with a satisfied expression.

- Ah, the good and old days of carnage with style ...

Hours later

The tent was simple, made of leather and braided leaves. Inside, a damp breeze carried the smell of herbs and potions.

Elena woke up slowly, her eyes flashing under the filtered light. Her body was still hurt, but the poison had passed, shoulder was bandaged and clean, resting on a dried leaves blanket.

- Finally woke up. - Said a female voice.

An older, healer elf was next door, adjusting the ligasures. Standing, near the entrance, he was.

Axiel. Of arms crossed. In silence.

Elena stared at him with caution.

- Who are you?

He took a long time.

- A vampire. Passing through.

The healer paled and retreated. One of the elves next to the entrance wield a spear. Another raised a dagger.

- It's a monster! He will suck our blood! shouted the healer.

- Damn dead! shouted the elf soldier pointing to him a trembling dagger.

Elena took a deep breath with difficulty.

- Stop. He saved my life. Lower the weapons.

The elves hesitated, but obeyed.

Loriel appeared out of nowhere, sitting in the corner of the tent with her legs crossed, floating above a bowl water.

- Vampires, necromancers and zombies are kind of ... unpopular around here, you know? Good luck with diplomatic relations. - Said with a sarcastic smile.

Axiel ignored her.

- Do they hate you?

- More or less. I shine. They don't. Pure envy.

Elena watched Loriel with surprise.

- Are you ... a fairy?

Loriel blinked.

- in flesh and shine.

Fairies are a sign of good omen between the elves. Vampires do not walk with fairies ...

Loriel turned in the air.

- Ah, but this one is not an ordinary vampire. He has style. And moral ... sometimes.

Axiel gave her a crossed look.

- Do you have a shutdown button?

- Will you hypnotize me to shut up?

He looked back at Elena. His eyes settled on hers. A slight shine pulsed.

Nothing.

She didn't react.

She didn't notice, but it was immune to her hypnosis.

He sighed.

- Axiel. And ... what is happening here?

Elena looked down, exhausted.

- Well I'm Elena Van Lanfoi. AELTHERION's duchess. The army of the human church broke the treaty. The High Clergy declared the elven magic as heresy. We are at war ... and losing.

At the same moment, in the nearby forest ...

The sound of heavy steps echoed between the ancient roots.

Malak UG - Walked with the sacred sword in the back. His black skin gleamed under the sun filtered by the leaves. The golden eyes were fixed on recent footprints.

- Elf tracks. Three survivors ... An unknown intruder.

Behind him, three Crusades followed him. Everyone had already faced demons, witches, and heretics.

Malak lifted his hand.

- Silence. Camp ahead.

As he entered the clearing, he saw the improvised tents, the ellical stained bloodstained banner ... and he.

Axiel.

Standing, next to Elena, still, with red eyes shining under the hood.

Malak didn't know who it was. But he felt the discomfort.

The sacred sword on his back vibrated.

A smooth metallic sound. A warning.

Malak stopped, narrow eyes.

- You...