“Ah, ah, you know how I loath to hear from that one,” I said, preventing the murmured ramblings from a head that should have been severed years ago. However, it was told that one couldn't live without the other and I had needed to keep them around for this very purpose, for all my plans were finally coming to fruition.
However, I had been surprised for there had been one aspect of my plan that I have not been expecting. This being the power of the Eye that had decided to choose Lucius' little bitch over me.
In the end this would be nothing more than a mere inconvenience, for I would find a way to simply make another puppet out of the girl. I would get to her somehow. Oh, I doubted that I could rely on getting another use out the Hex before it was removed. I also doubted to have another opportunity for Dalene to cast another upon her flesh. For no doubt one of Lucius' shifter dogs had found some way of removing it, meaning that the girl would be protected from another Hex.
This, however, was of little bother, for I would just have my own witch come up with a new way. She was vicious and cunning and more powerful than any other witch alive. And for the most part completely loyal and easy to control. Well, that was if the other side of her behaved as she was supposed to. But admittedly it was every now and again I had to put her back in her place just as I had with these three cretins, stains upon the Earth and yet another failure of my father's.
They were pitiful to look at and a mere drain upon our bloodline. But then there was no greater insult than there was in being forced to endure sharing my blood with the likes of that vampire. My father’s greatest accomplishment, it was fucking laughable! Precisely something I would do when they were all burning at my feet, for the entire vampire race I would see crumble, exploding in ash where they all fucking belonged!
Despite this hatred, I still told them what they wanted to hear, for their use might still serve me yet.
“You did well, my brothers, for you accomplished your task…now get out of my sight!” I said, making them sink back into their hole. Then I walked across the space of the Temple cracking the stone floor and making the infection in the roots respond to their true Master.
Hatred and rage.
Yet, despite the power of the Tree of Souls not yet fully belonging to me, this Temple, I had made my home and the veil that I had placed at the end of the tunnel evaporated the moment I walked through it. I’d had Dalene cast it for me, so that when finally getting Lucius and his Chosen One down here, I had a way to prevent him from stopping her going into Hell. It was also why I had the Keepers of Three show her exactly what she needed to see to make her believe in this heroic attempt at trying to save the Tree of Souls. Everything had been orchestrated to get these two back into Hell and into my realm, where the wheels of my plan could finally start turning faster.
I felt the presence of my witch the moment she appeared. She had most definitely been playing her part very well, even going so far as to take control of her own little vampire army, making them into nothing more than zombies. She assured me that she could do what needed to be done to get Lucius and the mortal girl down into Hell. This meant going as far as planting the box for her father to find, and also the map inside, all of which were connected with the same blood that ran through my veins. The same that ran through that of our father’s.
It was how she had managed it, using my blood as the anchor.
Every single action the witch had made had been to lead her to this point, for she was the true key and puppet I needed in manipulating my brother, and the best part was that she didn't even know it. But yet I still needed that Eye of Crimson for my plan to end the way I intended it to, for that was where the true power lay.