time begun: 4:31 a.m

Bloody Petals

Carik sighed and sank deeper into his steaming hot bath. There were some definite perks to being the son of all king of all vampires. Illegitimate or no.

It’s not really like he had ever wanted to be king anyway. He was perfectly content with his position of ‘Court Ass Kicker’. Maybe “ass kicker” wasn’t really the right way to put it. He hunted the rogues of his species, and when he found them, he acted at their executioner.

A light knock came at the door.

“Come in.”

A maid of sorts shuffled into the room. “Your presence has been requested in the grand hall.”

“Tell them I’m on my way.” He said softly. The poor chit was scared half to death… He sighed again and hoisted himself out of the water. He hurried to dry himself and slipped on a simple pair of jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt. He didn’t bother with drying out his hair. He just shook out the short brown locks as he made his way towards the assembly.

“He must be dealt with!” he heard the kings voice before he even pushed open the double doors. “Would you like him to be killed on the streets or tossed in jail, only to be formally executed?” he asked his tone tight and rigid.

If Carik had actually given a damn about his old man he would have been worried. As it was, if the immortal geezer had had a seizure right there he wouldn’t have batted an eye.

“Ah Carik. We have a new assignment for you.” Said geezer held out his hand as if he accepted Carik to kiss it… Sadly he did.

Carik knelt and brushed his lips across the king’s knuckles before standing and murmuring “Yes mi’lord.”

A suit came up beside the young vampire and handed him a manila folder. And began to speak as he began to thumb through the information.

“He’s a rebel and a rogue. We need him to be brought in as soon as possible.”

“… Brought in?” Carik asked, slightly shocked. Bringing the vamps in alive was not his forte.

“Yes.” The king agreed with a heavy sigh. “We’re going to make an example of him and execute him properly. This means he needs to be brought in here alive and preferably unharmed.”

Carik stopped flipping at a picture of his newest target. The man was… Beautiful. Even by vampire standards he was stunning. Blond hair framedthe pale facail features and dark green eyes stared out at him from the page. “Gabriel.”