I'M THE KING

Save Max From Vampires

In another place, in an abandoned house. A house that has been transformed by a man named Traynor into a comfortable place to live for decades.

But at that time, the man looked worried. He realized that there would be a full moon tonight, and he did not dare to leave the house. But there was one young man he had to worry about, that was Max. The young master he had looked after as a child. He is the young heir to the throne of the kingdom that had been usurped by the traitorous vampires. The once peaceful kingdom of pure wolves had been ravaged and taken over by vampires.

"Where is that boy? Why isn't he back yet?" the man said anxiously. Pacing back and forth in front of the curtained window. He didn't want to see the full moon. He might have the same fate as Max. Turned into a werewolf. Traynor looked at his wrist, "He should be back already. Why is he doing something stupid out there?" He complained angrily.

"Fool! What if people find out who he is? Her existence as the last werewolf could be in danger of being wiped off the face of the earth!" he continued to get even more annoyed. But he couldn't do anything about it. Traynor also didn't have a vehicle to search for Max's whereabouts.

"Aaargh!" he shouted in frustration "Damn! At this rate, I'm going to have to catch up!" he muttered. Traynor opened the door. Above the sky, the moon was fully rounded, and the man ducked hurriedly to avoid being exposed to the moonlight. Traynor covered his head with his hoodie and went outside. Running into the woods around the house.

His wolf instincts kicked in, as his sense of smell picked up where Max was through the lingering scent of bodies. "His bike ran this way!" thought Traynor, and he followed Max's scent. "He must be racing wildly in the middle of town again!" he muttered. Traynor was visibly annoyed by his young master's behavior.

His feet kept running, farther and farther away from home. Running in the middle of the forest with the moon rounding the corner. "Wait! Why did the young master's scent change course?" his mind asked as Max's scent soon reached the city.

Traynor stopped his running. He tried to sniff Max's scent in the middle of the forest. "The smell is getting stronger! Didn't the lord become a wild race? But why is it heading south?" the man muttered thoughtfully. "Isn't that where the vampires are?" he thought.

Traynor tried to smell Max's body odor once more. "But why are there two scents? And the other scent is not that of a werewolf nation ... perhaps?" The tall and large man ran off without much thought. "Damn! I should have come sooner!" The fear on Traynor's face was obvious. A furrowed forehead, sharpened eyes, and a beating heart.

"Damn you, how did they find our hiding place!" exclaimed the man who had served Max since he was a baby. Traynor could not believe the vampires had found his and Max's hiding place so quickly.

Fine hairs began to grow rapidly all over Traynor's body. The moon was in full circle, making Traynor transform little by little into a ruthless werewolf with fiery amber eye color.

The scent of Max's body and the vampire holding him were getting closer to him. "They are getting closer, and you vampires, I will not let you leave safely!" She threatened inwardly, then howled loudly as she continued to speed up her running. 

Where the vampires were. The three vampires stopped in their tracks as the sound of Traynor's howl became very loud and threatening to the three of them.

"Did you hear that?" asked one of the vampires with pale skin and brownish curls.

"Yes, I heard it. And it smells like a werewolf. I'm sure the werewolf wants to free her," said the other vampire.

"Then, we should hurry and get out of here before the werewolf catches up with us!" the third brown-skinned vampire exclaimed.

His two friends nodded. The three vampires rushed to get away from the place. But ....

"Where are you going?" asked Traynor, blocking the three vampires. The three vampires looked at each other with frightened faces. "It turns out that you are just weak vampires from the bite and mutation of your master's vampire virus," said Max's bodyguard and servant looking down on his three opponents.

"Move aside! Get out of our way!" The vampire showed his fangs and nails.

"Grrrr!" Traynor was not to be outdone. He growled with his teeth visible. "Let go of my master first, then I'll let you out of here!" snarled Traynor not letting them just walk away with his master.

"Well, if that's what you want, we'll serve at our master's command!" he snarled, then attacked Traynor.

Traynor began to fight one of the three vampires. The vampire was of a lower caste and had only been infected with the vampire virus by a bite. The man ducked as the vampire's attack came at him, and then Traynor punched the vampire in the stomach until he bounced very far and ended up crashing into a large tree. The vampire tried to get up, but unfortunately, he was too weak to get up and counter Max's bodyguard's attack.

"You, take this werewolf to our master before he defeats us all!" the other vampire said. And his friend nodded, then left to take Max the other way.

"Hey!" shouted Traynor, and he ran after the vampire who had run off with Max. But another vampire was blocking Traynor's path. "Get out of the way!" Traynor ordered.

"Face me first if you want to get your master back, lowly werewolf!" the vampire said.

Without another word, Traynor ran and attacked the vampire, his emotions running high. He drove his nails into the vampire in front of him. Unfortunately, the vampire was too fast to hurt Traynor.

The vampire smiled, then drove his sharp nails into the stomach of the man who worked as Max's bodyguard. Luckily, the vampire's slash only tore Traynor's shirt.

"Damn, I shouldn't have messed with a lowly vampire like that," he whispered inwardly, looking at the vampire's nail marks. Then he widened his neutrals, staring fiercely and not letting the vampires out of his hands.

"Why are you surprised that I a lowly vampire, can hurt you, werewolf?" The vampire said, showing his arrogant nature. He looked down at Traynor.

"Talk too much, you lowly creature!" said Traynor, striking back. The man attacked twice as fast, not giving the vampire a chance to hurt him again. He struck and raked his nails in several places on the vampire's body.

And ....

Jeb.

His nails pierced through the vampire's heart to the back. The vampire groaned, glared, and then turned to dust, disappearing very quickly. Traynor's breath came out. "Damn, why did that damn vampire take the young master?" his mind whispered as his nose began to smell Max's body.

Traynor hurried to run as his sense of smell picked up the scent of Max's body.

"I need to find those damn vampires fast!" said Traynor, still focused on smelling Max's body. "They're not far from here, I need to go faster!" he continued, increasing his running speed.

"Damn, the werewolf is getting closer!" the skinny vampire muttered in panic. He, too, was speeding up to avoid being caught by Traynor.

Traynor smiled, "You can't run away from me anymore, damn vampire!" the Max bodyguard snapped, then jumped.

Landed right in front of him. "Give her back to me, you’re stupid vampire!" pleaded Traynor with a straight face.

The vampire burst out laughing at Traynor's words. "If you want your master, take him from me!"

"Damn it! You want to mess with me!" Traynor clenched his fists. His eyes were wide as he gritted those sharp teeth.

Once again, the vampire laughed. But ....

Thump.

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