The Vampire Prince of Amnesia
Chapter 16 # Visited Old Friends
A man in pale white, paler than a man suffering from anemia. With his staff jumping from one tree to another. The jump grew faster, like a man running on a cloud. Looks like someone's chasing him. Occasionally he was presented with his black robe haughty. When he jumped to a higher place.
"Young master," shouted someone.
The stranger looked over, but his face was nowhere to be seen.
...*****...
"Deg..."
Aaron nodded, waking up from his long sleep. Forehead sweating. He felt very tired. The dream came again, and now it's more real. But Aaron still could not see the man's face clearly.
"Where am I?" aaron was confused.
Aaron's eyes explored the entire room. Arsyana looks to sit asleep, with the position of his hands lying on his stomach on the mattress. The same position he was in when he first took care of Aaron.
"God...."
Aaron was in pain as his hand was about to reach for a glass of water, at the table near the chair where Arsyana was sitting. Aaron just realized it turns out his hand is still wrapped in infuse.
Even so, he deliberately did not wake Arsyana who looked tired.
" Braaac..."
The glass of water Aaron held fell on the floor before Aaron could drink it. Now the glass is broken. Aaron holds his head, imagine it appears again. Now more and more clearly, Aaron could even see the faint smile of the cold man, a smile that seemed familiar to him. His body was shivering, a chill was now running all over his body. Aaron seemed to freeze. He could hardly tell it, his body limp down almost the young man fell down. But it can still be done with the remaining energy.
"What's wrong with me? Who's the guy? Why do I always dream the same thing?
So many questions on Aaron's mind. But the young man didn't even know how to find the answer.
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A flash of light came, a white light that entered through the sidelines of the window. The light became clearer. Then transformed into a man who had fiery red eyes. He was all black with a very pale white skin, now standing in front of Aaron. It made the young man scared.
"Who are you?" hardik Aaron's. He stepped back regularly. Lips vibrate.
"Don't be afraid! I won't hurt you" the man said convincingly.
"Then what do you want?" Aaron asked again expectantly.
"I don't have to answer. Sooner or later you'll find out," replied the man, leaving a big question mark on Aaron's mind.
"But the one you should know the kingdom needs you the most. I'm sure my Master will be back soon." The strange statement from the mysterious man, made Aaron even more confused.
"My lord?"
"Kingdom?"
"Who is this mysterious man?"
"Who am I?"
Those words became a burden on Aaron's mind. Swirling like a top that when stopped leaves nothing, except the top itself.
"My lord, I must go, I will welcome you when my lord returns."
"See you, my lord."
The man kneeled to pay his respects, before he finally disappeared along with a gust of wind.
Aaron sat on the edge of the bed. Still thinking about the same question
"Is he the man who always comes in my dreams? Is he the one smiling in that shadow?"
"Aaaaaaah....." Aaron's brain can't digest all that. Everything is so uncertain.
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"Aaron are you okay?" asked Arshana worried. Then fingered Aaron's forehead, ascertaining whether the fever has gone down or not. But Aaron still did not respond.
"I'm sorry I overslept" Arsyana said later. But Aaron still did not respond.
"Aaron..." Arsyana holding onto Aaron's shoulder left him stunned.
"Do you want a drink?" Aaron just shook his head. He was still adrift in his daydreams making him somewhere between conscious and unconscious.
Arsyana leads Aaron to lie down on the bed, then covers him. Aaron just followed Arsyana between conscious and unconscious. But his eyes still did not want to be closed.
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"Young master I'm glad you're okay" the red-eyed man muttered. He stood watching Aaron from the top of the building, as far as the Hospital where Aaron was being treated.
"The human girl has taken good care of you" he said again feeling relieved.
"My lord, if you knew the kingdom was really messed up after your departure. But I'm sure you'll be back soon, fixing everything."
"But before you're really ready to go back. Servants will be faithful to take care of you, just as my Lord always protected you."
The cold man remembered one after another.
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"As a real man you must not be weak!" said Aaron the teenager who at that time fought against Lycan (wolf man). Aaron was only 100 years old. But his skill in fighting cannot be underestimated.
It's no secret that the fight between lycan and vampire has been going on for hundreds of years. The fight for power in a world of darkness that never ends. Because of each other's selfishness.
"Ta_but I don't want ma_ti Tuanku" replied a young man of his age with trembling lips. He hid behind a large rock that was blocked by the grass.
"Come out! hiding won't save you" Aaron warned.
"Ta_but _" the young man's words were interrupted. Aaron pulled her out of hiding.
"Protect behind me, when suddenly someone attacks you, use this sword!" Aaron pulled out a sword he had pinned behind his back, giving it to the frightened young man. With trembling hands the young man received the sword Aaron gave him.
" But Tuanku_" had not yet had the young man continue his words as fast as lightning Aaron turned to slash the neck of Lycan who was about to attack him immediately. "Haaaat.." With just one slash Lycan met his end.
"Don't say much! Just do what I tell you to." With a hand that was still trembling the young man brandished his trader with a standby position. While Aaron is still focused against the Lycan.
"There's no need for you to defend that failed vampire! Just adding to the load, hahaha. "scoff one of the lycan who noticed it. It seems he has a higher position. His eyes beckoned on the other lycan to attack Aaron with additional troops.
Several lycan attacked Aaron simultaneously. But that, did not make Aaron daunted at all. His sharp sword eyes easily slashed at one after another the lycan that attacked with his brutals. One of the lycan deliberately leads to attack the frightened young man behind Aaron and the other distracts Aaron by attacking simultaneously so that Aaron cannot protect the young man.
"Yeah...." The young man raised the sword in trembling, trying to raise his sword so that it could slash steadily. When a lycan tried to attack him.
" Aaaaaaaaaaaa.." closing his eyes, for the first time the timid young man managed to slash one lycan with a few hesitant sword moves he slashed.
"Thank you young Master Altair, Servant Damian Bryon saluted." The young man kneeled in respect. He was very grateful, because Aaron finally he could be more courageous.
"Hamba beg you, my lord, teach me to be a true fighter." The young man held his two hands together.
"Stand up" said Aaron briefly without answering his question.
The young man felt a little disappointed he spoke again. "Hamba beg your Lord!" He's getting closer.
"Tomorrow night wait for me in Cold Valley" Aaron said, hinting that he agreed.
"Of course, my lord, " replied Damian, sumringah. He bowed his head saluting as the passing Aaron left.
....... To be continued .... ...
