Ancient Love CH 4.2

 

The wind was hot and blowing hard this night as I stood behind my house in our backyard staring eye to eye with my Dad. I was wearing my special fighting outfit that was way better than Yaz. She would be so jealous right now. I was wearing black cargo pants that were tucked into my knee-high combat boots and a black skin-tight tank top with my sleeveless leather coat. While my Dad was wearing the new upgrade outfit of the Dracula legend: A long flowing cape with a hood attached to it along with a black short sleeve shirt with black pants tucked under his knee-high red combat boots. It suited him very well, but now wasn’t the time for admiring it now was the time for action.

“Hope your ready son...Now! Release your true form and let’s go!” Dad screamed as the ground began to shake while he was transforming. Our true forms were freaky and any human would run once they saw us. Lightning flashed as black wings sprouted out of our backs, our height grew three inches taller, and our fangs become sharper and deadlier as our eyes glowed with fright. Zoosh. We took off with my father aiming right towards me; I dodged him right in time. Back and forth he came at me, I dodged each attack successfully, my guess he was testing my defense skills. Until I froze not knowing he used telepathy on me, I was frozen in midair. My father floated beside me shaking his finger “Someone wasn't thinking about who he was dealing with...were you son?” he said. “Ha, let’s just say things are about to get louder Dad.” I told him as I opened my mouth and a bats echo came out, knocking my Dad unfocused.

I was free and flew towards him.

“My turn!!!” I used my telepathy and took several branches from a pine tree, making them sharp and aiming them towards him. He dodged them just in time and used my strategy against me. Next thing I knew we were throwing punches and kicks back and forth and when we landed on a mountain point it brought back a certain memory with Yaz.

“Take this!” I ran towards him and as he was beginning to use his wings as a block, that’s when I fooled him. “Huh.” he said as I jumped over him and used my wings to form big air and cause an avalanche. He looked surprised for a minute and when he tried to escape, I used my telepathy to keep him there and the next thing I knew he was covered under rocks. “Thank god it's over. HEY, Dad, can I go to bed now we've been fighting for almost two hours, I've got work in the morning?!” I asked him. He popped out from under the rocks covered in scratches that were dripping blood for like one second until he healed them. He looked up at me as he put his hand on his sword that was under his cloak.

“Now son you're not tired already are you because I was just getting started.” as he flew up to me pointing the tip of his sword towards me. “The first one to get stabbed by either one’s weapon wins, then we call it a night...Boy.” he told me, and I shook my head in agreement. I drew my whip from my side belt and was ready for something my Dad was not expecting. Training with him was always fun because he's preparing me for the outside world when I have to protect myself from the unknown(supernatural’s) and I also knew it was because he cared too.

I swung my whip and aimed it at him, he used his sword as blockish and then disappeared. ‘Where’d he go?’ I thought for a moment until I heard a noise above me. I looked up to find my Dad getting ready to slash my brains out, so I deformed and ran away from the blow. My dad’s sword was no joke it was given to him by my grandfather Vlad (the first vampire known as Dracula). Grandfather was known as Vlad the Impaler, the biggest and bad knight of the 1400s. If you know the Dracula story, which all began in 1499, even the part where he died to save his human son from his army of newborn vampires. Then there's one thing that was hidden in that story which nobody knows, which is when he was dying from his sacrifice, he had bitten his son(Dad) at only 15 and gave the demon bloodline to him. His last words were “Do good with this power and never bad if you don’t want to end up like me.” as he laid there until he turned to ashes. Since then my Dad has done good with it, that is why the King gave him another chance instead of ending his life after going on that killing spree.

I looked at the mountain as it had a huge split in it.

“Wow, that sword is no joke, but neither is my whip”. My dad looked at me from above.

“Why’d you deform?” he questioned his voice raspy.

“So I could do this!” I whipped my whip at him, only for it to go slightly past him.

“You missed.”

“Did I!” my whip did go pass him only because I wasn’t aiming towards him I was aiming for the big boulder above him. I pull on my whip and the boulder fell, my dad looks above him and moved out the way while he was moving it was the distraction I needed to speed up right below him and wrap my whip around him shocking him brutally. He deformed and landed right in front of me as I said “Game over Dad!” with a smirk.

He smiled and said “That’s what you think”, then something struck me, it was his sword. I fell to my knees.

“Now son you didn’t forget we could use telepathy to control our weapons did you?”

“May...maybe” I replied as he pulled his sword out of my back and as I was healing he said “ You're getting better every day, but don’t forget to use more than one ability while fighting and to always keep your guard up. The people you're facing don't fight fair... remember that Eric.” He helped me up and we ran back towards the house so we could get some sleep.

…...

It was Monday morning and I was walking to work, still sore from my training experience from last night. So sore that without paying attention I tripped over a pebble. When I finally made it to work my boss, Mr. Valentin was standing by the door searching for his keys. He was in his mid-forties, had short jet black hair, and wore his manger outfit which consists of a red shirt with the logo on the back and black pants. While on the other hand his so call minions just had to wear a black shirt and pants with a waist apron (black) and for people with long hair had to tie their hair back/up. I approached him and told him to check his bag, he looked shocked for a moment but did what I said. He reached in his bag and found his keys. He opened the door and looked back at me and said “I don’t know how you do it, but thank you rookie”.

“No problem.” I responded as I entered the restaurant. As I was walking in I heard a low scream coming from behind me “Hold the door you crimson freak!” It was Yasmine running for the door and the next thing I knew I was on the floor. Our boss turned around.

“Get a room, any room, just not HERE!!!” he yelled. Not knowing what he was talking about I suddenly looked at who was on top of me. Yaz was literally under my shirt and the rest of her was... well let’s just say laying on some classified parts. She lifted her head from under my shirt and was blushing hard that it looks like she couldn't breathe.

“Suck it Valentina!” she yelled, he shrugged his shoulders and went to his office saying “Get the restaurant ready NOW or you're FIRED!”

I helped Yaz up to her feet and as she was looking down at the floor she said “Sorry Eric” as she was blushing. I touched her; her face was burning up.

“It’s okay don’t worry about it, now come on let’s takedown these chairs and set the tables.” I told her, and she nodded her head. As we were taking down chairs and setting tables we knew as summer vacation began TGI Friday was now a teen territory, now in the morning through the afternoon.

“So, should I ask how you got that scar on your muscular chest?” she asked as we were setting tables.

“I wouldn’t.” I responded while I was refilling the paper roll for the cash register.

“Aww, why not? Are you afraid I’m going to laugh...look I promise I won’t, so please tell me Eric.”

“Fine. I was fighting with my Dad to practice my combat skills and he won by stabbing me in the back, literally. This just shows how powerful he is and how weak I am.”

“Hmm, I guess you are weak then, so what... I mean everyone can’t always win, but as long as you show you got the skills to defend yourself against him, you're already a winner (she put her hand on mine), got it bub.”.

I smirked as I squeezed her hand and touched her cheek “I guess you're right Wolverine.” I leaned in for our first kiss, but the door had slammed open and Rick had interrupted us once again.

The morning was nice and louder than it normally should have been on a daily bases. Teens were filling the restaurant every second, there was no time for rest.

“Hello my name is Eric I will be your waiter for the day, are you ready to order?” I asked my customer.

“Why yes, I am ready to order.” ‘Wait a second I know that voice.’

“Dad!!!”

“Why hello son. I thought I just check on you and make sure you were okay from last night.” he said. Lie.

“I’m fine Da-” before I could finish my sentence, I noticed he wasn’t even paying attention to me he was staring at Yasmine.

“So that’s the girl you're madly in love with huh?” he asked while tapping his water glass.

“In love with… what, no, I mean yes, umm can we talk about this later Dad?” for the first time in years I stuttered with my answer.

“I get it, son, not far in the relationship to know if she feels the same way yet, even if she did confess to you first. I mean how long have you two know each other a year, right. (Laughing) I and your mother were never like this even when she was only 21 when we got married and she was never afraid to express how she felt every day.”

“I get it Dad” I said annoyed as I rolled my eyes. He stood up from the table putting his hand on my shoulder “then have some balls then and tell her how you feel or lose her forever” he said as he left out the restaurant.

It was noon and finally our lunch break and we decided to go to this new snack shack around the corner from our job. It was called The Flavor Train a mix of foods, desserts, and snacks. “Nice, this place is cool.” I said and it was true, this place was a wood base shack with a see-through roof with palm trees all in the corners with picnic tables.” I know right, I thought you would like it” she said, “By the way who was that guy you were talking to minutes ago?”

“Oh, that was just my Dad he was checking on me.” I responded.

“Really, more like he was checking on me instead of you.”

“Oh (rubbing my hair) sorry about that he was just curious that’s all about the girl I was seeing.”

“It’s cool I would like to meet him too one day.” she said as she placed her order.

“What are you getting sir?”

“Hmm, I’ll take a Cheesy Chilly Fry with a diet dew.” I told him. We finally got our orders and ate by the window having discussions about our planned trip on Friday.

“So, I’ll bring a tent and the food and fishing net. What are you bringing?” she asked while eating her burger.

“I’m bringing the portable movie player and a first-aid kit and my whip and fighting clothes.”

“Whip and fighting clothes for what? Come on do you think they could attack again?” she asked sounding worried.

“Who knows, but I was not only thinking about that, but also considering that we’re not bringing any climbing gear I thought we could have a little supernatural race to the top of Lake Michigan mountain. That’s why I mentioned my clothes and for my weapon well I never go anywhere without that.” I explained.

“I agree I never go anywhere without my weapon too....see” she lifted her leather jacket from the table and pulled out a tiny cylinder stick. “A staff when you press the button in the middle, so it expands. Pretty cool huh?” she stated. I shook my head to agree because my mouth was full at the moment. I finally swallowed my food and asked, “So is that a yes Lara Croft?”.

“Yes, it is, but be warned I’m pretty competitive you know.”.

“Yeah I know” I said as we finished our food.

It was close to one-thirty and time to head back in for work, so we had to leave the shack. As we were leaving, I notice some food on Yasmine's face.

“Hey Yaz-” licking her cheek “you had some food on your face.”. She touched her face “You could have just told me before you did that stupid.” I wrapped my arms around her giving her a huge bear hug and picking her up, looking at her “ I know, but what fun would that be Angel”. She wrapped her arms around my neck “I guess not that fun at all; right.” Exactly.

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