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Chapter 5
“Thought you could use me in some fashion.”
“You’ve never supported what I’ve done.”
“Might not agree with what you’ve done in the name of the Royal Blood Sociey, but I do not want to see what you have worked so hard to achieve over the years destroyed.”
They’d had the discussion about how the Royal Blood Society’s decision to take over the world and have all humans turn Vampire was a stupid plan many times. Javis had never openly agreed with Alexander, and never would, but it meant a hell of a lot that his one and only Vampire friend came to his aid to help him keep what he worked hard for. He might not even agree with all that the Royal Blood Society has had him do, but he did what he was ordered.
“I’ve known you for hundreds of years . . .” Alexander leaned forward in his chair, locking eyes with him. “And I know that you are only doing as ordered. If you had not been ordered to, you would not have doomed a race to a future of extention. None of us would. It is a hair brain idea, that only an old, old fool like Dracula would come up with.” He shook his head. “But . . . I will not sit by and let all your hard work go down the drain. So to speek. Never understood all the slang that comes around each generations. So far from our era of life. Anyway,” Alexander sat back up. “Not sure how I can help, but put me to work.”
“Not sure either.” There was way more he could say to Alexander’s little speech, but he could not do so, which was why he snagged onto the part that he could. “I’ve got Mateo digging into Enapay’s, that’s the speaker’s name, past. Hunting for anything I can use to manupliate or control him.”
“Control?” Alexander lifted one eyebrow. “Is that what you truly want to do with the man?”
Did he? What he wanted was for the guy to change his speeches. Never have given such a truth filled one. One that hit him in the heart as much as that one had.
“Controling humans is never a good thing. Believe me, I know. Learned the fucking hardway.”
The ticking right eye had Javis lenaing forward and bracing his hands on Alexander’s knees. “Just how do you know?”
“Doesn’t matter. We are here to help you.”
“Can’t do much until I have more information on him. That’s why Juilan is so pissed at me canceling the interview I’d initially agreed to.”
“Shitty of you, but smart to.”
Javis knew Alexander thought he got by without answering, but far from it. He’d jsut have to approach the topic a different way.
“Dirt is the best way to gain the upper hand on someone and either blackmail them into doing as one wishes or use it as a way control their actions and thoughts.”
“That’s not who you are. I know its not.”
Alexander was right. Javis despised forcing others into spots where they had to do as told to save face, but he’d done it many times over the years. Then gone to his private confesor and laid out his crimes against his own soul. Each time his confesor told him his soul was not stained or tarnished by manupliating someone into doing what was necessary to achieve the ultimate goal of the Royal Blood Society, especially when the humans literally taught a class on how to do so. That reminded him that such actions came along with the game of politics. An aspect he had hoped to avoid. Tried hard to, but hell his confessor had been correct. The off campus group he discovered at college that proclaimed they taught how to gather information about people turned out to be way much more. Oh, they taught one how to gather dirt on people, but then they taught how to use it to gain the outcome one desired. Wasn’t jsut a group of people gathered to learn some off the hand technique. Nope. Once you gained all the knowledge they offered the attendees left with a full fledge certification in Manuplition and Control that went right along with the Politcial Science degree. Was just a part of the degree that was not spoken about on campus or to anyone outside of the degree seekers of Politcial Sciene. He’d like to say he bolted from the room the moment he realized what was taking place, but . . .
Still, Alexander was right. He wasn’t someone who immediately went to controling and manuplating others to gain the upper hand. But that’s exactly what he was doing. Wasn’t it? He’d sent Mateo to seek out dirt on Enapay so he could decide on how to come out on top of the guy’s speech. A speech he had all the right in the world to give. He broke no law. World still had free will and free speech. That hadn’t change and would never do so. Not even if he was ordered to do dismiss such. He could never go that far. Dracula wasn’t that cruel. But he was cruel enough to send someone in undercover to . . .
“Isn’t that what I’ve been doing since the Royal Blood Society sent me here?”
“No. You’ve been doing your job. Like any of us would have had to do. Even me, if you guy’s had ordered me to do so.” Thank the fuck the Royal Blood Society had not came to him, was more than stated on his pinking cheeks. “It can’t be controlling and manupliation if you are doing as told. That means you are doing as others tell you, not what you wish and I know that you would never have made it so humans and vampires lived openly among each other. Not after what . . .”
That’s what the control talk had been about. How had he not realized it to start with. Alexander and William had been sound asleep when the humans invaded his castel and lands. They came at him like he was some kind of monster all because one of his stall workers spoke about him collecting the blood of a horse that had broken his ankel and was going to have to be put down. Alexander had never been one to feed off humans. His Sire taught him to survive off of animal blood to start with and that’s what he had became accustom to. Not a bad choice as times became more equiped with survilance everywhere . Still, the same people that Alexander had spent lots of time around and helped many times became fearful of him and dreamed up all kinds of monsterous thoughts about him. A group of men gathered with stakes and torches, storming his caastel. Somehow the it caught fire. He swore he woke soon as the smoke flowed into the room, but the problem was that William was known for getting up in the middle of the night and going to read in the living room, only to fall back to sleep in his favorite chair. Alexander was unable to get into the room because the blaze had consumed it. He was forced to leave their home without his Heart Owner. The next morning after the fire had died out, he made his way into the ruble of his home and found William’s body sitting in what was left of his favorite chair. Alexander had spent the next five months seeking out the truth about why his home and heart had been destroyed. He exacted revenge on each of the humans that stormed his place and the human that spoke of what he saw while working. After that, he disappeared into the safety of the high mountains, where only a select few Vampires knew the location of and he never interacted with humans again. It had taken Javis months to convince him that he would limit the number of humans he would have to interact with when he came to visit. Over the years, his adversion of humans faded and he begin to have fun finding way to trick the humans and show them how weak they truly were around Vampires. Still, he did not think that Vampires and humans should live together.
“What do you suggest I do, if not hold something over his head? Do you not think what he accused me of is the truth?”
“Somewhat, but I’m sure that if anyone could make things work between humans and Vampires you could. Just not the way that you have been directed to do so. Have you truly agreed with every decision the Royal Blood Society has made? Every order they have given you? Were they ones you would have made?” He didn’t give Javis time to answer. “I think not. Know not. If you had been given free reign to do what was best for Vampires and humans you would have taken an entirely different route than enforcing this future extinction of the human race.”
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