Chapter 2 The Council's

Chapter 1

"I want you to give me a son of your blood."

"Huh?" he asked, his brows knitted in confusion. she suddenly fall down at his feet, "Please Noah, do this for me, I feel like killing myself, I don't have a husband, neither do I have a child. you took everything away from me, remember..." she wiped her eyes with a deranged smile on her face, "You said you'd do anything to keep me happy, you killed my son and husband, and now I'm asking you for this small favor, please don't turn me down." seeing the way she was pestering him, he finally gave her some hope, "I will think about it, I'm not making you another promise I can't keep Elena,"

they had talked about this a lot of times and it always ended with him rejecting her idea. he would tell her that he wasn't married and so he can't get children, but this time he decided to give it a try.

He got up from the bed, picking a random shirt from the cupboard, he made his way to the door and was about to leave, Noah turned back to his sister, "Don't Fuckin' try that again, Elena! you're messing with my Brain." he warned before leaving the room.

she believed he must have forgotten the death of her family and did not feel the guilt anymore she had to make him remember, by messing with his dreams to make him remember what happened that night.

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"How have Things been in the company?" asked Noah, he entered his office, scrolling through some files.

The young boy with him moved closer to the desk. "Everything's fine, Boss."

he thought for a while before speaking, "I need you to do something, Call Doctor Inder, tell her I want to speak to her urgently, she should book an appointment for later. he nod and hurriedly left the office.

...In The Doctor's office...

"You said your fangs are itching so much lately?" asked the doctor, he nodded. the lady brought out a small cup that had a red substance she was mixing since Noah arrived. she moved over to Noah, "Open up, widely." she commanded, he did that and then, she took some of it and fill it around his teeth, concentrating on his fangs.

"You've hardly taken in human blood in months, it must be the cause of the itching... pay someone to supply you blood, perhaps it reduces it. let's see first."

"How do you feel now?"

"Better. Inder? what did you mix in this, I can perceive blood, but on another thought, it isn't blood."

"It's a special care mixture for vampire's dentures. you'll be fine in a few days... you can leave." he got up, putting back his coat on retracting his fangs and then feeling it with his fingers, it turned better.

"Well, that reminds me, I have something to ask you, it's about surrogacy."

"Don't tell me it's for you?"

"It is Inder. Elena wants a child and after all these years I finally agreed to do this for her. I am not married, but I want to give her a child."

"You can leave your seed in one of these whore you fuck." she chuckled... "How bad can that be?"

"You know I would never give my sister a child with a whore. I don't want children, I dislike the thought of those little things ruining around my mansion," he shrugged at the thought of some pair of little feet paddling down the steps in the mansion and intruding in his space, "doesn't mean I'll have one with a whore when I want to."

his appearance darken, she gulped down, did she take her joke too far?

The room suddenly turned quiet with the doctor chewing on her lips for a while, when she noticed Noah was still starting at her, he had an obvious look on his face, he was waiting for an answer,

She picked up her cup, taking it back to the sink to rinse the content out,

"Well, You'll have to find an egg donor, then the hospital will provide you a surrogate mother to carry your child."

"Find one who would agree to stay with me. we'll have to keep a close eye on them till the child will be born."

"Really? are you that special?" she raised her eyebrow with her arms crossed around her chest, "my bloodline is! I can't take risks."

"well, I don't work in that area, I'll refer you to one who does." she smiled weakly... "You do know the mother has to be a vampire right?"

"I'd never forget." he grinned before leaving the office.

Flashback...

"Noah Quinn." the man announced, as soon as he heard his name, he appeared in front of him. the man looked closely at the vampire who looked no less than 20 human years.

"Appearance: 6 ft tall, White-skinned, jet black hair, a pair of grey eyes, pointed nose. Generation: first pureblood

Strength: Teleportation, telepathy, (SHC)" the man looked at him for a second time, it seemed unbelievable.

"Spontaneous Human Combustion?" he asked, he looked awed by the young man, he turned the paperback, looking at the picture on it and comparing it.

"It goes the other way round."

"I know, you're special." he complimented, Noah scratched his back head with a wide grin on his face.

"Well, there's nothing more to read, your weaknesses aren't recorded." he passed the paper to Noah and let him go through.

.............

"Mr .Quinn." the man commented.

"Good day sir." Noah looked around the room, noticing how so much darkness was around them, the windows which were opened did not do much helping. he found a huge flowerpot by the side, although vampires love art, this wasn't art, it looked weird and it smelt so many blades.

"I am well aware that you have done a lot for the coven, at your age, you've achieved more than some older vampires. we have a new job for you, and we're counting on your to do this right."

he didn't let him speak before passing the documents to Noah. he continued to speak as Noah scrolled through the file to find his brother-in-law on the most wanted list. his lips turned 'O'

"Elliot...., He worked for the coven from the time he turned ten, and just two years ago, he was accused of Treachery against the coven, working with rogue vampires currently, and our source has made us believe that they are up to something, some new experiment, we don't know much though." the man readout.

"I'm sorry, I can't take this." he rejected.

"It's not in your place to reject, it's an order." the man's voice turned sharp, his eyes piercing into Noah's. Noah shifted his gaze from the man.

"When you were recommended by the elders, I thought you were competent, but it seems like your emotions are holding your growth, you don't seem hungry for more power and a good spot in the coven, I can see that." he got up from his seat, moving to the curtains and closing them. his hand feel the blades he usually hid behind the big flower pot, the one Noah had noticed the moment he stopped his feet here.

"Why? Elliot is your sister's husband, he is related to you, I know." He drew out the first blade which Noah picked the sound of it, the man threw it to him in the dark, he was quick to move away from it with a surprised and confused look on his face. was this man trying to annihilate him, "Wow, you have keen eyes, even in the dark, Try If you'd catch this one," Noah was thinking it was a test, but this time the man threw a poisonous blade at him, he seized the blade in mid-air? this type of blade was able to give a vampire a third-degree burn if it touches their skin.

"Do you want to kill me?!" he barked.

"See for yourself," he drew out more than three knifes this time, throwing all of them to Noah. in an attempt to dodge all of them in the dark, Noah got a small cut from one. he yelped in pain, "You are good, but you have to work more on yourself if you want to be able to catch Elliot." he snapped his fingers which made all the curtains open and tie themselves up.

"We already have the current location of Elliot, but if we would be sending you, you'll need a

lot more training, from one of our finest. Elliot was raised in this very court and after all, that we did for him, he decided to bite the hand which fed him."

"I don't feel the burn," Noah said, more of asking, he stared at his hand so long until it start to notice the wound cover-up, his flesh inching up together until it became glued and so did the blood, vanish.

"The knife which cut you was not poisoned, the second one was. one thing, you have to learn to use your aggression to your advantage, instead of pouring it out foolishly," he said.