His life had frozen at the age of 29. Aoki had been wandering the planet since time immemorial. His family, much of it had passed on a long time ago. All he had left now was Viorel.
And here was Viorel about to get them both into a possibly dangerous situation. Aoki had become tired of cleaning up after Viorel and his unexplained urges to feed on people’s weaknesses. He was growing more dangerous. Not just any weakness, it was their loneliness.
Viorel belonged to one of the most sought after and mythical, almost magical species called the Evohleyts, the Purple Blood ones who carried the promise of life in them. Many believed they were THE most powerful of all species! But not all were born as special or as powerful as Viorel.
Someone like him had been born only three times since the beginning of time and Viorel was the most powerful among them all. But, no one knew this. Not even himself. There was an old prophecy that would have revealed his true powers and his real identity. But to test this prophecy, something even rarer had to be born. His soul twin! A female Viorel – a Viola! Aoki and Viorel had been travelling country to country, town to town for centuries looking for her.
Aoki needed her more than Viorel did. For Aoki, it meant his bloodline could continue. Although he could mate any species he wanted, none could birth his offspring. Only Viola would be able to birth his babies and it was important for his children to be born to maintain balance in their world. She was destined to be his mate, but no one told him when and where and how he would meet her. It seemed ridiculous now that a creature like her would even exist. Sure she was a myth!
But when he had found Viorel a few centuries ago, he could at least believe his species existed and were not just a myth. He had begun to lose hope of ever finding his Viola. Till some birdy had mentioned that they had spotted someone with purple blood in a land far away. A land that was known to not exist. They had followed the rumours and landed in this small town in the middle of nowhere.
He had sent Viorel ahead of him to recce and blend in. He would move in later and they had to pretend to be strangers to not draw attention towards themselves. Aoki dressed to conceal himself, while Viorel dressed to be as sparkly as possible. They simply could not be seen together. Little did this town know, two of the most powerful beings on the planet had entered their small nondescript town and were now living near the far edge of the town close to the forest edge in an old abandoned manor house.
Even though all species believed that Evohleyts were the most powerful, the truth wasn’t the same. Aoki came from the Blue Blood species called …
“Viorel! Stop! No! Not in this town!”
Aoki shouted as he caught a glimpse of silver flash in the darkroom and a glowing figure moved swiftly towards something at the far end. He had been peacefully writing his journal at the corner of the bar till he sensed the change in Viorel’s energy field. He caught him fixated on a man seated at the bar table and knew instantly something bad was going to happen.
He had followed the man into the stockroom and had spotted them in the nick of time. Viorel had just sunk his teeth into the man’s neck. Luckily, the man had fainted already. Viorel grunted as he suddenly found himself paralysed! He tried hard to break out of Aoki’s intangible grip on him, in vain.
He knew Aoki could potentially harness the energy of the whole planet if he wanted to. Maybe even beyond the planet! After all, he was the original creator’s direct lineage – The Blue Bloods and he was the only one alive right now. He trembled to even say the name of his species around in his own mind! He waited patiently for Aoki to release his grip from the other end of the room.
Aoki, with a deep-set voice, spoke softly, “I am going to release you now. Viorel, we cannot afford to gain attention here. Especially, if She is truly here! I want you to pull your teeth out of him and walk back outside to serve the customers. Don’t make me ground you at home” His voice was so deep, they boomed into his heart. He released his invisible grip on Viorel and walked out like a shadow disappearing.
Viorel wiped his lips and walked out leaving behind the 23-year-old unconscious in the dark room. The boy would be able to wake up only the next day now. Viorel walked back to the bar and as he took his place, he saw an extremely handsome man walk in with giant wings. He looked worried and signalled for a drink from the entrance itself. As he sat down, Viorel asked him if he was a Fionias and Arnoh looked up to notice the most beautiful man he had ever seen peering into his eyes filled with excitement!
Viorel was excited too – something about Arnoh messed with his head. He would find out the reason many years later though.