Kings of Awakening Vampires and Purebloods

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Sonia.  She lifted her hand again, this time like a pedestal as she pumped the p alm of her hand towards the sky. This time the blaze of fire was larger coming from her hand.
    Albedo looked astonished, thinking how completely unique her ability was. Much different than what Vincent had.
    A smile crept onto his face, “That was incredible! Amazing! I didn’t know you could do that,” said Albedo. 
    “We already know you have the power of the Elder, Albedo. I can hardly wait to see your abilities,” said Sonia.
    They both had a look of sadness on their face.
    “Before I go I want you to try something. Try and use the power of the Elder to sense my presence, Albedo.”
                  He concentrated but nothing happened again.
    “Just what I thought. We’ll work on that when I come back,” said Sonia.
    He nodded with excitement.
    Sonia wrapped her arms around Albedo and hugged him. She put the mask on her face.
    “About your training gears, don’t ever take them off until I tell you too, is that clear?”
    “I have to leave this thing on? What if I need to shower?”
    “You’re a Pureblood Albedo; our bodies don’t produce bad odor. But if you’re discontent about not taking a shower, just go in the ocean. It washes really easy.”
    Albedo nodded in understanding, he had to accept it.
    “And one more thing,” she handed him a small box.
    He opened it and inside was an old red mask and a black robe. The mask had a couple cracks on it; even the robe was so old that it started losing its color.
    “Is that what I think it is!” said Albedo; he could have cared less how it looked.
    “It doesn’t mean you’re a member of the Black Reapers yet; it means if something happen here in Inferno and King Victor’s men can’t reach here on time, you have to protect this place.” I don’t know why but the king insisted that I gave it to him. What are you hoping to gain from teaching him? It’s as if you’re preparing him for something that’s coming. “Oh, one more thing Albedo, you know how I refer to the Elder as a power.”
    “Yes, why is that?” He was always curious about that.
    “It’s because a power is something that you gain and ability is something that you are born it. They’re two different things in a way.”
    Albedo seemed a bit confused. “I think I get it.”
    “Good, now it’s time for me to take my leave.”
    Albedo watched her leave after a sad goodbye.
     
     
     
                                                                              ***
    I t was early in the morning and the servant walked in the dark hallway of King Victor’s castle to reach the throne room. She walked in the throne room and set the table with fine china and gorgeous silverware.  She then began to place the delicious food for breakfast. She looked a bit nervous walking in the presence of Sonia. She had admired Sonia for how she always sat with her legs crossed very lady-like. How beautiful she was.
                  Sonia sat there drinking her tea, looking bored as always. She missed Albedo already, she miss training with him, talking to him. Today she had on a blue dress with a matching boots that covered her ankles. She took a piece of bread and dipped it delicately in her tea, just soaking the bread a bit. She hates when her bread gets too wet, then it’d surely be dumped in the trash.
    “Would you like more tea Ms---Sonia?” said the servant with extreme nervousness.
                  Sonia slowly lifted her head more and looked into her eyes for the first time. She saw the nervousness they had, how her cheeks were red and her body trembling. “Yes, please.”
    Sonia held up her cup and the servant poured more tea for her, her clumsy hand started shaking even more. She had never been this close to Sonia before; unaware that she was pouring the tea on Sonia’s beautiful blue dress.
    “Oh Ms. Sonia,

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