He was dreading this trip. The closer the chopper flew to Shia's compound, the more rage simmered in his heart. Dante wanted out along with Jakobe's wolf.
"We'll have our time," Dimitri said aloud watching the scenery below them.
It was still light out which can be tricky to do any type of hunting for Shia. The possibility of him being in a human town or a meet up of campers in the forested areas. It had them all thinking as to where he will be hiding his army. One can't just hide lab made wolves in broad daylight. There's a reason why they were all called, creatures of the night.
"And I wish for it soon," his friend growled lowly.
The pilot notified them of their oncoming descent. Looking out the window, Dimitri can see the flat black roof of the compound, shaded heavily by tall trees. He spotted a few of his soldiers standing watch on the roof and also the perimeter of the place. There was an open field a few feet away from it, where the chopper was about to land. When they were five feet off the ground, ten soldiers, heavily armed surrounded them, backs towards their king prepared for any attacks. Jakobe jumped down then Dimitri. Two of the men saluted him and led the way to the building.
Approaching the dark painted, one level compound, the aura around it was stifling, gloomy even. The level of pain and anguish had Dimitri stumbling over his own feet. Jakobe and one of the soldiers were quick enough to hold him by the arms. A sad whimper escaped him. His human side stepped aside for Dante to take over. Standing still, he felt it all. Their fear, their pain, their sadness. Taking a look at the men, they too felt it and probably witnessed it first hand.
He only got a glimpse and he was already affected. A soldier with a red armband on his right hand came walking out of the building. Face pale and expression grim, he came to a stop before his king, lowering himself to his knees.
"Dryden. Stand," The deep commanding voice of Dante had him standing quickly.
"How many?" Dante asked willing his emotions and his human's aside.
Dryden swallowed then answered. "Eleven kids. Nine Adult Females. Fifteen Adult Males. Marred and shot."
"Thirty-five human deaths? Dante, he has gone too far. There are probably more and disposed of. We have to find him," Jakobe argued standing before his king.
" Take ten soldiers and see if you can track him. Nearby packs are scouting the land. Be careful, Vane," Dante knew his best friend's wolf wouldn't stay behind his human. This was madness. So much death, the stench was in the air, it will send any wolf mad.
"You do the same, brother," Vane returned signaling for ten men to follow him.
"Stand down Dryden," Dante told the Alpha before making his way to the entrance. His first step into the narrow corridor, the iron smell of blood reached him. He released a low angry growl but still went on. At the end of the corridor stood two soldiers, one for each hallway. They bowed in respect but kept their eyes down. Dante understood.
"Last room on your left, your majesty," one said quietly before stepping aside. He was guarding the right corridor. Dante's booted feet echoed loudly against the concrete floor. On his right were white sterilized rooms with silver lab tables, blood splatter on the walls and tables, the floors. Equipment abandoned, syringes on the floor, on his left was a room with shackles also stained with blood.
Each step closer to that room, he can feel the burden on his shoulders grow heavier.
The last room on the left was dark. No lights were on. Opening the door, it felt like Death himself was attacking him. Swallowing deeply, he ordered for the light to be switched on over his link to them.
Red was everywhere.
On the walls, pools of it on the floor, staining the tattered clothing on their bodies. Soulless eyes focused to the ceiling or to wherever they took their last glimpse of life. His heart was beating wildly in his chest, on rubbery legs he stepped further in, stepping into an inch of blood.
The sharp bite marks when it tore into their flesh can be seen clearly along with the bullet at the center of a few heads.
Limbs scattered over mauled bodies.
Tears of sadness escaped him when he saw two kids still holding each other even in death. One was missing a leg and his side brutally bitten while the other was executed. His blurry gaze reached another child, she was so small. Crouching lower to take a good look at her, he smiled sadly at her dull brown eyes and her blood-soaked red hair. Using a trembling hand, he closed her eyes, praying that she has a peaceful sleep with her god.
"Oh, Mother. Your son has truly gone astray," he said aloud.
Though the room was enclosed and stifling, he still felt the warm breeze whirl around him before he felt the presence beside him. He knew who it was without looking. Her ethereal warmth took away the heaviness of death but the massacre in front of him will be ingrained into his mind for a lifetime.
"This is why I gave you Elena. This is only the beginning, my son. My children have walked away from their teachings. They're being corrupted to think that they are dominant on this earth. Though you all were created from the ugliness of my brother, I found a way to help you all live the life I know you should live. Together as one. My dears Dante and Dimitri are you ready to be the wolf you're truly meant to be. The Dominant King of all supernaturals. They need you here to protect them from people like Shia and the others to come."
Both man and wolf listened to the words of Selene, the Moon Goddess but their thoughts went to Elena and their pup.
"Your mate is truly devoted to you and her people. She sent me to you because of your uneasy heart,"
They chuckled at the care and love their mate had for them.
"You have blessed me well, mother,"
"I will like to think so," she teased.
"If this is the path I was destined for then I accept it all, mother," they said in unison. She said nothing but they felt her warm kiss on the forehead before disappearing. It wasn't every day the Moon Goddess leaves the Spiritual Realm to visit her child of the night.
'This is it, my friend,' Dimitri said to Dante.
'I'm ready,' he returned allowing his human full control of his body.
Taking one last look of all thirty-five of the slain humans, he sent a prayer to the goddess and allowed the magic to flow through his body. Heat surged through his arms, a flicker of flame ignited in the palm of his hands before it grew to a fireball.
She made him elemental. Interesting gift.
Using the two fireballs, he made the room a crematorium, giving the humans a blessed sendoff. He left the room, keeping the fire contained until he reached the soldiers at the corridors.
"Have you searched the whole compound?"
"Yes, sir. No survivors."
"Good. Get out," The order was short and to the point. Dimitri knew what he had to do. The soldiers all left, he then willed the fire to the other rooms, engulfing everything. This place has to be destroyed.
The fire snaked through the corridor like a living organism as Dimitri controlled its path. He was told of the underground rooms and facilities, he sent the fire to destroy it all as he left the building. The soldiers watched in awe as the concrete walls of the compound broke, the angry flames of the fire peaking out the broken points of the wall.
Dimitri stood on the outskirts, the scent of burning flesh reached his nose, small explosions from whatever flammable products can be heard. With a wave of his hand, he created a shield to contain the smoke from signaling outsiders. It was still light out.
"Step back" he ordered.
It wasn't long before they felt the earth shake. The building shook and crumbled. The earth opened up, the compound was disappearing right before their eyes.
This was all the King's doing.
Only the earth below the building was now collasping. Dimitri created a sinkhole to destroy what was left of the place. They all watched as the smoke push against the shield and the last of the collapsed structure covered by the earth.
No one can tell where the building was. No one can never know what happened there. Turning to the soldiers, they all went to their knees, his aura was stronger than before.
Closing his eyes, to concentrate he searched each supernatural within a 30-mile radius. Shia can be hiding or out searching for something or someone to break him. He reached upon Jakobe. Dimitri saw the wolves but no Shia in his mind's eye a mile away from his friend.
'1 mile due west. Nearing human town.' He told his friend.
'Way to go, super wolf,' was his friend's response.
Dimitri chuckled and continued his search for Shia.
An angry growl escaped him. Dante wanted out. Allowing his wolf command, he shifted into his large black wolf. Shia was out of his mind if Dimitri was right in his deduction.
'SHIFT!' he commanded to the wolves.
He took off in the direction he came from. He was headed back to Verans.
Shia was going after his Lena.