Chapter 8 Revenge And Regrets!

Royal City, Western region. Ghana. The environment was occupied by extremely busy people. People moved to and fro, everyone going about his daily business. On each side of the streets, there were traders arranged from right to left. Customers walked around to patronize everyone, noises, chatters, and screams could be heard as everyone tried to market his or her products on that blissful morning. Just on a less occupied part of the market, a figure dressed in a black cloak materialized out of dust, he was engulfed in a red aura at first, but slowly it died down.

No one noticed him appear but, for the fact that he was dressed up differently made some people stare weirdly at him. The figure's face revealed to be Verolez, the weredragon. He sniffed in the air in the environment and scanned through it. He felt no supernatural presence around, this was not the right place, he would keep searching and searching until he found his targets. A red magical circle appeared on the ground which he was standing and with a snap of his fingers, he vanished. The morning surfaced with getting ready for school, he loaded his bag with the appropriate books needed for today's lessons and picked up his black jacket. This time he was putting on blue baggy trousers instead of jeans, the cold outside was intense. He put on the jacket, and it complimented the white polo t-shirt he was donned in. He walked out of the room only to find Alan standing beside the door, staring weirdly at him. "You sure don't know when to show up right?" Kyle jokingly asked, taking two steps forward. "Is that your way of saying good morning?" Alan retorted. Kyle scoffed. "Where have you been?" "I've been working, gathering allies!" Alan replied. "Allies? I don't get!" Kyle said with a perplexed tone. "I've managed to convince three powerful witches to join forces with us, and now they'll help me speak to the rest" Alan explained. "Wow, progress!" Kyle exclaimed. "I heard your girlfriend's best friend is a witch, we could use her help too!" Alan suggested. "Uhm, yeah, but I think she'll be a hard nut to crack!" Kyle replied with a negative nod. "Set up a meeting with her for me, let's give it a try" Alan concluded. "Yeah, will do, see you later!" Kyle replied and bolted out of the house with his vampire speed, the effect resulting to a calm breeze that blew past Alan's face, slightly pushing his hair up. Lucia alighted from the taxi which dropped her a few meters away from the school's main entrance gate and she walked on a platform which was divided by the asphalt in the middle where vehicles navigated through. She was just a few steps away from the gate when a guy dressed in a trenchcoat and black trousers popped out of nowhere in front of her. She totally freaked out, this she portrayed by moving two steps backwards in fright. "What do you want from me?" She asked frightfully, she figured he might be a vampire or probably a Werewolf in human form. He wore an extremely evil grin as he walked two steps forward. "Revenge! And you my dear, is my one way ticket" the guy, probably in his mid twenties replied. "Stay away from.......!" She tried yelling. Whoosh! They were both gone, both Lucia and the man where nowhere to be found. Winterville High School Hitler and Kyle walked down the compartment of the Dean's office. Chatting as they went, Kyle was tagging behind Hitler. "Man he totally blew it up" Hitler laughed. "But, have you noticed any more Vampires in vicinity?" Kyle asked, trying to confirm something. "No, it seems they've all gone AWOL since our last battle!" Hitler replied. "Speaking of which, I am but an alpha without a pack now!" Hitler stated in a sad tone. "Don't fret bro, you'll get another pack soon enough!" Kyle consoled, giving Hitler a friendly pat on the back. "Kyle.....! Hitler....!" They both heard a feminine voice call out their names as they made to walk past another compartment. They turned to see who it was, it was Kamilia. She was running towards them, the expression on her face portrayed sadness and worry. "Hey what's wrong?" Kyle asked as she stopped in front of them, trying to catch her breath. "It's Lucia, and Taylor!" "Yeah, what about them?" Hitler asked, cuddling his hair. "I've searched the whole school, they're not here, both their lines are switched off" "Kyle, I think something's wrong!" Kamilia broke out the bad news. "What! Since when?" Kyle asked "I haven't set eyes on them both since after last night!" She replied. "Listen, we've gotta go find them! Have you tried going to their houses? Or checking with their parents?" Hitler chirped in. "Both their parents are away, Lucia said her parents would be leaving town by 4am this morning" "We'll check their houses!" Kyle said and wanted to go but Kamilia stopped him. "I can teleport us there!" She suggested. "Alright then do it!" Hitler added. She waved her right hand and muttered indescribable words and then they vanished from the spot, thank God no one except them, was there. Southern Winterville Alan walked down the alley leading towards the house of a witch he was tracking. He was told a witch named Caramel Gordon lived there, and he was tracking her. He saw a number of buildings arranged in rows. He saw a lot of children, dressed in worn out clothes, running and playing around. 'Was this place like an orphanage home?' he thought as he scanned the area for his target. "Hey, kid, one minute" he asked a girl, probably 7 years of age who was running past him and she stopped. "What's your name kid?" He bent down carefully to her size. "Annabel!" She replied. "Wow, that's a nice name!" Alan replied. "Now, Annabel, I want you to tell me where I can find the lady called Caramel!" He said, with a low and convincing tone. Annabel pointed towards the first building at the first row, and nodded positively. "Thank you so much Annabel" he brought out a 100 dollar note and gave it to her. "Now run along!" "Thank you too" she thanked and rejoiced away. Alan walked towards the building but a force stopped him in his tracks and sent him forcefully flying backwards. Alan dusted off the dirt on his jacket as he stood up, a lady dressed in a white long-sleeved leather shirt and pink trousers. He figured that would be Caramel. "What do you want from us?" She asked, swinging her hands towards different directions, as if trying to conjure another spell. "Caramel, calm down, I mean no.....!" Alan was saying when a powerful gust of wind hit him, and sent him off his feet, to the floor again. This witch was using wind magic against him, she was really powerful. Dust had began to rise and form into a tornado, the children all ran away in fear. Alan sprang up and conjured his own spell. "Runes of balance, Induce peace!" Alan yelled a spell as two magical runes appeared in front of him and disintergrated, resulting to a wave of magical energy which swept around the area, stopping the effects of her wind and bringing back tranquility. Caramel was perplexed, was he also a witch? "Listen, I'm here to talk, not to fight!" Alan spoke in a calm tone. "What do you want?" Caramel asked again! "Your help!" North-East Winterville. Kamilia appeared in front of Lucia's house, with Kyle and Hitler behind her. She knocked on the door, but no one answered. They had gone to check Taylor's house but they couldn't find them, so they moved on to Lucia apartment. Kamilia kicked the door forcefully open and rushed inside the living room, Kyle and Hitler tagging behind her. "Lucia.....!" "Lucia, Taylor!" "Lucia" The trio called out consecutively, but still no answer. Kyle sped around the house in a blur and came back to the living room. "There isn't a living soul in this house!" Kyle blurted out, worry visible in his tone and expression. "Oh God!" Kamilia panicked. "Have you tried tracking them?" Hitler asked. "I tried feeling their presence in school but I felt nothing" she replied. "Then use a tracking spell" Kyle chirped in. She took two steps forward. "Okay" A magic circle and arrow appeared in front of her and she began chanting the spell. "Eratos, Locatus" She began. "Locatus Taylor" "Locatus Lucia" She kept on chanting for a while before stopping. "I can't find them, it's like another magical force is cloaking them from my sight" she complained. "Oh no!" Hitler panicked as well. Suddenly, Kyle's phone rang and vibrated in his pockets. He pulled out the phone, to his uttermost surprise. "It's Lucia!" He said, still perplexed. "Put it on speaker!" Kamilia ordered. "Hey, Lucia where you?" He asked but he was answered by a masculine voice. "If you ever wanna see your girlfriend and her best friend alive, you'll do as I say!" The man on the phone said, fear gripped the trio. "What do you want with her?" Hitler asked. "We've got unfinished business Hitler, meet me at the tunnel roads tonight 8 pm, both of you, and don't call the cops if you ever wanna see them alive" The man replied. "Don't listen to them, they'll kill you" Lucia's screams could be heard on the phone. "Shut up!" The man shouted at her and a slapping sound was heard. "Lucia, Lucia!" Kyle yelled. "I swear to God if you hurt any of them, I'm gonna rip your heart out and shove it down your throat!" Kyle shouted outrageously, but the man hung the call. "Oh Crap!" Hitler said, with a panicking tone.