Chapter 12 Overwhelming grief

John didn’t know what to do, even though he knew where the Russian’s had kept their slaves, he still didn’t know where their main base of operations is. John stormed of with Luna in tow, towards Kyle.

“Kyle” John said as he opened the door, to Kyle’s office. “Mm?” Kyle answered nonchalantly. “We have to find the rest of the gangsters, they took my sisters son, my nephew” John angrily said. “I hear you but how are we supposed to find them? The vampire spawn are completely braindead, so they won’t say anything, and we don’t know about anyone who knows where they might be” Kyle lamented. Even though this was mostly John’s personal crusade, Kyle still wanted to help, since the enemy of your enemy is your friend and he was very tired of these raids from the vampire. “I don’t care, I will find them” John stated. “Are you going to just run around? If so at least take this long-range radio with you. So that we can communicate if anyone finds anything” Kyle suggested. “Ok, I will” John said while receiving the walkie-talkie.

John and Luna raced down the highway, looking and smelling for anything out of the ordinary. Now that a lot of industry areas are out of commission, the air is much cleaner. Which is very convenient for John as, he could smell things form a far distance away. After having ran for about 10-15 minutes east, John smelled something familiar, a blend of cheep cigarettes, vodka and grease. It was the exact same smell as that warehouse. John felt it was worth checking out.

After following the smell for a while John spotted a man holding a binocular sitting atop a fairly large trailer by the side of the highway. John had a feeling this guy was part of the Russian mafia. John silently snuck up on the man. Jumping on top of a trailer was child’s play for John. He quickly grabbed around the mans neck lifting him up. “Good day Gopnik” John said with a smile hiding his anger. “Eh! Who are you, and what you want!?” The man asked nervously. “Tell me where your boss is” John continued. You want to fight the boss? Haha good luck cука Блять. The Russian pretended to not want to give up the information. However, eventually he did give it up and with it, his own life. John managed to contain himself and quickly told Kyle about the location, before he raced of with Luna in tow, towards the battle.

John arrived at a massive horse shoe shaped compound, John tried to use his heartbeat sensor, of course it was useless, but he had to try. John was to angry to care, so he directly ran in and started slicing apart the vampire spawn that were outside. He wasn’t sure where the boss was, so he directly ran into the closest building. John continued slicing apart the weak vampire spawn as he went, with Luna behind him taking out the stragglers. Eventually he came across two more silver haired men, were there no end to these bastards? Did some old granny have octuplets? John didn’t know, of course the reason they all looked very similar was because of the vampire bloodline they had been given.

John didn’t have time for chatter, as he immediately went straight for the left one. Both of the silver haired men were dumbfounded, they had come up with such good lines yet this guy just went straight for them.  The one on the left realized he wasn’t going to able to dodge, so he quickly raised his hand in a cross, hoping to off stop John’s right hand, which came flying at him. However, John wasn’t stupid enough to go straight at the enemy’s defense. Right before his hand was going to land, John’s left hand quickly rushed out and stabbed straight into the stomach of the dhampir and then raked upwards. Slicing open his stomach and effectively disemboweling him as well as send him flying up into the roof, knocking him unconscious. While this was all going one, Luna had also started attacking the other man, and gotten in quite a few good gashes all over him. He was bleeding heavily already after only a few seconds. This really accentuated Luna’s attack speed. Luna was slower than John at running and had weaker attacks, however her attack speed was much higher than John’s. So while John had only gotten in one attack although a fatal one, Luna had gotten in several. With one of them knocked out, and the other bleeding, this quickly became an unfair one on two. John used his powerful hand to slice at the second dhampir from the side. Needless to say, he was fucked.

John quickly stuffed one of the hearts into his mouth, while Luna ate the other one.  John’s strength was quickly rising. Both of them continued looking for the boss, however all they could find was rotten corpses and bones. Which was evidence enough of their crimes.

After finding nothing useful, John quickly ran deeper into the complex. Running at their speed, they quickly arrived at a very large door in the middle of a hallway. Sitting on a chair in front of the room, was another dhampir. However, John could tell that this one was quite a bit stronger than the others. “Luna, can you handle him yourself?” John asked telepathically, “yes” Luna curtly answered.

Luna rushed forward and started madly attacking the dhampir, while John went past them and burst the door open. Inside the very large room he saw at the end of it, a blood-red haired man sitting behind a large sturdy desk. “So you, came. I was expecting you, however I didn’t think it was going to be a werewolf. How exciting” Molotov remarked with glee. John was way to angry to care, so he rushed forward. Which stupefied Molotov, he hadn’t expected him to just rush at him like that. However, Molotov hadn’t become a gangster pakhan for nothing. As John rushed towards him he extended his hand out to the side, where a man that John had failed to notice stood. Suddenly all the orifices on the mans head started bleeding, however the blood didn’t fall down, instead it flew towards Molotov’s hand.

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Before John made it to Molotov, the blood in the mans body was already gone. Molotov stood there with a ball of blood hovering above his hand. That ball of blood quickly started becoming longer and slender, until the became a long, thin sword. All this happened before, John managed to get there at full spring. Just as John leapt at Molotov and swiped his hand toward him, Molotov managed to put sword in front of him and actually stopped Johns claws. However, even if Molotov managed to block it, John’s hands were no joking matter, the force of the swipe forced Molotov’s blood sword downwards. John took advantage of that small moment, and quickly swiped his other hand across Molotov’s face. However, Molotov saw it coming and forcibly jerked his head back. Despite his efforts, John still managed to leave a nice gash across Molotov’s cheek. Molotov could feel some kind of force coming from his cheek assaulting his body but it only lasted for a fleeting moment. However he had still lost a tiny bit of strength from that attack. Molotov thought he had to be careful, or else he might really die here.

John and Molotov continued exchanging strikes, however none of them could get the upper hand. Eventually they were both bleeding and look ravaged. Molotov had lost his regal aura, that made him feel like a true king of monsters. While John, well John looked like a beast, not much difference there really. However, suddenly while they were taking a breath, Molotov started bend and spasming. Two leathery wings suddenly sprang out from his back, and he started flying up under the large roof. Molotov, didn’t want to use this ability, as it came at a price but as it stood now he had no choice. John was quite surprised as he didn’t expect this to happen. However, Molotov didn’t start attacking yet, he wanted to mock John first. After all he hand the high ground. “You, came here after saving that woman, didn’t you? That’s why you are so angry, no?” Molotov mocked. “Yeah, so what” John answered angrily, although he didn’t want to amuse this asshole, he didn’t really know what to do.

“So then you care about that baby as well?” Molotov said with a smirk. “What did you do with him!?” John asked furiously.  “Oh, he’s right here, I had a feeling you were after me because of that woman and this baby” Molotov said as the sword of blood coalesced into a ball, landing into his hand, the blood went inside Molotov’s coat and left in his hand sat a pale baby. “I’m sorry to say, he’s not alive anymore” Molotov said with a smirk.

Molotov had a small other dimensional storage space, similar to John’s, just with more control over it and less space. Haha, yes, let the rage flow through, I knew keeping this infant handy would be useful. Molotov thought. John was so angry, the amount of anger he felt was so massive and volatile

 However, before John could do anything they both suddenly heard “Eat flak bitch” *thunk, thunk, thunk* as several shots of high explosive anti air shells came flying at Molotov. This was of course Kyle who had driven here as quick as he could. Several of them directly hit Molotov’s wings, shredding them to pieces. John wasn’t going to miss this opportunity he thought, before he shot out at top speed towards Molotov. Molotov was dealing with the pain of having his wings blown to pieces, and didn’t notices John before it was to late. Molotov came flying downwards at high speed, head first. John accurately predicted where he was going to, and directly shoved both of his hands into Molotov’s chest. John forcibly pulled both hands away from each other, which ripped open Molotov’s chest, sending his ribs flying. Molotov’s dying corpse fell to the ground with John on top. Molotov wanted to say something, however before he got the chance, John had already ripped out his heart and was chewing on it. He was doing it mostly just to spite Molotov. John watched as Molotov died with fear and disbelief in his eyes.

Just as John was finished eating the heart, darkness started coalescing around him, forming a sort of cocoon. At this point, a battered Luna and Kyle re-entered the room after Kyle had helped Luna finish off the dhampir. However they were both dumbfounded when they saw John, or saw the bubble he was inside. after a short while the darkness started drawing inwards and went into Johns chest. Disappearing from sight. John left out a long sigh, before he quickly rushed over to the infant body.

The body was slightly bruised however, killing Molotov with the body outside his personal space had allowed John to fetch it, had it still been inside, who knows what would have happened to it. Luckily none of Kyles flak rounds had hit the body. John looked at Luna. John didn’t have to say anything, Luna could feel the massive amount of anger and sadness in John’s heart. John and Luna promptly rushed back to Bullet town. Kyle looked around helplessly, once again he had to drive back.

John and Luna made quickly made it back to bullet town, where they changed back to human form. John directly went to the doctor’s office. John held the infant baby in his hands, although he didn’t want to show it to Alice, he knew she would never accept the reality unless she saw it for herself.  He walked into the barracks, where he saw Alice was slightly sobbing, somewhat eating.

However, like a mother’s instinct immediately when John walked in the door she noticed. At first, she looked directly at the baby and started smiling while sobbing, however next she looked at John, and saw he had tears in his eyes. She knew, she knew, yet she still refused to accept it. “I’m sorry Alice, I couldn’t save him” John said teary eyed. Alice still refused to accept reality. However, when John handed her the lifeless cold body, she recognized it immediately as her Jonathan. At first, she was at a loss, it was like she had become a zombie. However, right after, tears of blood started rolling down her cheeks. Overwhelming grief, that was what she was feeling.  An absence of everything except grief. The blood tears continued rolling down her cheeks. John didn’t know what to do. She simply sat there while tear after tear rolled down, staining her gown. 

However, suddenly a beam of golden light struck down through the roof, perfectly circling Alice and Jonathan. Everyone looking was dumbfounded. Alice started floating up into the air. Suddenly two massive, fluffy wings bursted out from her back shooting to the sides. Abruptly the beam stopped and Alice fell down a few inches onto the bed, where she stood. Followed by soft cries of a child sounding out. Alice had hidden herself with her massive wings, which were easily capable of hiding all of her. However, everyone in the room knew what had just happened. god's mercy some called it. Although they didn’t know that, only “god” could bring a person that been dead for so long back to life.