LEGEND OF THE FALLEN ANGEL

CHAPTER 6: RAID

Damon's heart raced. He looked around in search of what had gone wrong, but he could see nothing. Looking at the bodies on the ground, he needed no one to tell him that it was the bodies of the people in his town as he knew a lot of them. 

"What happened here? Was this done by me? Did I become a monster while sleeping and... did this?" He panicked, but there was no way to confirm, and when he looked at his body, apart from the blood that dropped on his shirt when he was injured and Tiana's blood, there was nothing else to see. 

He was still on this thought when he heard screams coming from very far away from him. He frowned and turned in that direction. He thought about going there to see what was going on, but more than that, he decided to find his earthly parents first. "Are they dead too, or did they run away? They will never run away, leaving their only child, would they?" He questioned himself as he tried to think about what must be going on, but he was clueless. 

Without wasting time, he started searching for his parents among the bodies on the ground. He hoped they wouldn't be dead yet, and a part of him wished they had escaped when the massacre was happening, but he knew he would feel bad if he realized that they had freed themselves and run away. 

Although he was an angel and he had seen millions of dead bodies over the years, seeing one still wasn't a pleasant sight to him, and he wished he could quickly find his parents and run away. It was at that moment that he heard another scream again, and he staggered backward. 

With each scream, he knew people were dying, but he found it hard to go to them as he knew he would be useless even if he went there. Using the word "Useless" and him in the same sentence put a bitter taste in his mouth, and he felt sad. However, he knew that was his truth at the moment, and he wouldn't push his luck too much. 

He continued searching for a while, and when he realized that they weren't there, he decided to run in the direction from which he was hearing screams, hoping he would see them there. 

Getting there, it wasn't what he was expecting at all, as in front of him were many more dead bodies, and what was shocking. The killers were beasts!

It was like a hundred horde of beasts invaded the town and was killing everyone in sight, making it hard for the weak humans to be able to do anything...

"This is strange. Beasts aren't that cruel or intelligent to kill this way. Someone is controlling them, and the person wants to kill everyone here, but why is that? Why does the person hate this place so much that he or she doesn't care even though they are seeing so many dead bodies?" he asked himself inwardly as he watched the remaining few villagers who were alive fighting for their lives. 

Amidst these people were his father, Lucas, and Wendy; they were both injured but were still fighting and protecting the tired villagers. Damon couldn't watch it anymore. He hated to see people suffer like this, and being an angel, he knew he had to save as many lives as he could or he might be punished. 

He took a step forward to try fighting, and a notification appeared in front of him for the third time ~ (Time to grow. Drink as much fresh blood as you can to get more powerful!)

(Failure to drink will lead to death!)

The message seemed like a worst nightmare to him, and he couldn't believe his eyes. As an angel, he ought to protect lives, but his new self wanted him to take their blood instead of saving them.

It was a huge transformation that hit him hard, making it a hard nut to swallow, but he couldn't reject it as he would if he did. 

"Well... Let's try to take as many lives as possible while also taking their drops of blood!" He encouraged himself amidst the pain in his heart as he ran into the fray. 

He planned to save the badly injured ones so they wouldn't be pressed to death by the angry beasts or the struggling villagers. He put his plan in place, he searched among the dead bodies, and fortunately, he was able to find some that weren't dead yet but wouldn't be able to continue fighting. 

 He would drag the injured to the side and look around to be sure no one was looking before he would take their blood. 

He continued doing this for a while until he saw that he had saved almost all the badly injured ones, and just when he thought of looking for more, his eyes caught his father being cut in the belly, and his eyes widened. 

His mother was already running to him, and so was he, but he could see that his father was almost on the verge of death. He grabbed his father before he could reach his hand, and without being told, he knew he might not survive it...

(Will you initiate your father to make him live?)

(A: Make him a vampire)

(B: Leave him to die.)

(You have one minute to decide!)