《》CHAPTER XXXII
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Eleven Years Ago...
The Darkmoon Mistress, Kiara Blake, ran and ran breathlessly, once in her lifetime, not caring about grace and etiquettes. Her platinum blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail, bouncing with every turn she took running in the mansion's hall, startling the maids as the mistress stopped panting only when she reached her destination.
She knocked on the door, anxiously chewing on her lower lip, her hand trembling, her heart beating as if she had just exposed herself to her worst nightmares, which were not completely wrong.
She placed her hand over her chest and then with the other continued to knock, forgetting about all the rules and regulations she had been trained in, classes of her elegance.
The door opened, revealing a shirtless man whose every inch of the chest was covered in ink. His muscles were much more than prominent, showing the results of continuous training for years. His dreadlock was bound in a bun. He quirked his brows and opened his mouth to ask the reason for intruding into his training session, but the woman cut him off-
"M-Mac-Machenzie- Krystal-" The woman was fidgeting in her place, and fear was evident in her beautiful grey eyes.
"Krystal what?" After hearing the desperation in the lady's tone, he was also getting anxious for some reason, as he dropped the dumbbell he was holding in one hand on the ground, making the woman flinch in surprise.
"Kry-Krystal- I- I- I- can't find her anywhere and they ...they killed S-Saumya." The woman gulped as her thoughts were running wild about the safety of her only beloved daughter.
"Shit-" The man cursed as he went inside the room and quickly returned outside after wearing just a pastel-blue t-shirt, which was way too odd for his usual formal attire.
"Where is the master?" He asked, and the woman shook her head.
"I can't find him either," she said, on the verge of crying.
The man nodded and started pacing towards the safety control room, and the mistress hastily followed him.
They entered the control room, and he quickly surfed through numerous CCTV footage after entering the security key.
'Fuck- Not in this mansion-' the man cursed, and the woman stared, chewing on her nails.
"Check Cobra's," the woman suggested, and he nodded.
The two empires did shared security as they were basically built beside each other, more like a family to each other.
Machenzie surfed through the whole Cobra mansion only to find Sandra wailing in the garden while the dead body of the beautiful Cobra Mistress lay alone in her own pool of blood.
Machenzie searched and searched, but the young mistress was nowhere to be found.
The Darkmoon Mistress was getting more and more anxious with each and every passing second.
Machenzie looked at her and tried to console her.
"Don't worry, my lady-" he stopped and took a deep breath as if he was not only consoling the woman but himself too,"-Pumpkin is strong, we will find her, she will be alright-" he whispered the last sentences and the woman nodded reluctantly.
Minutes passed with no trace of the girl, and now Machenzie, too, was starting to fidget in his spot.
Then his phone rang, and he quickly picked it up and saw an unsaved four-digit number plastered on the screen. He gulped, guessing exactly what was going on, and with shaking fingers, he answered the call-
"Yes, Master?" He said and nobody answered, but muffled groans reached his ears and the man immediately stiffened on the spot and then cut the call.
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His eyes met the worried ones of the mistress, and he looked up and said, in a mere whisper, "Code Black," and the mistress gasped.
Without saying anything else, Machenzie ran towards the liftgate and pushed the button, which had not been pressed for ages.
His fingers trembled when they touched the matt black button and he inhaled deeply when the lift started to move.
His heart palpitating, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. After some minutes of ascending, the lift stopped but didn't open.
But the man knew exactly what he had to do, and he hastily almost ripped his shirt apart and turned his back towards the door, showing his wolf tattoo, which was exceptional because of the ink, as the door seemed to scan the ink and open, giving his assess to the floor, which was forbidden to enter by anyone other than the ones tattooed by The Master of DarkMoons.
He hastily stepped on the floor and walked towards the locked steel door with a built-in screen.
He reached the screen and then pressed his palm over the screen, and after some seconds, the door opened, revealing a single computer system.
He walked into the room and then started the CPU, and after some seconds, the monitor's screen glowed, and then a blank column appeared to enter the password.
In the lower corner, the hint appeared, and despite the fact that he was in a hurry, the man smiled, reading the hint.
'The Air'
He smiled as his fingers danced on the keyboard, typing...
'Krystal'
And then he pressed the enter key, and the system opened, giving him access to each and every memory of the master of the Darkmoon empire.
The scientists who worked under the DarkMoon empire were true geniuses as they had figured out the coding behind the human brain and, with exaggerated funding by the empire, they had finally developed a way to finally convert the human memories into the form of audio and video signals, just like the vials of memories in the fictional Harry Potter series, but real and scientific, and the Master of the Darkmoon empire regularly transmits his memories into the system in case of requirements like memory loss or some sort of emergency.
Not only this, but some chips were also fitted into the brain of the Darkmoon's Master so that he could call and message only up to 25 characters just by thinking about it, but only once in his lifetime as the technology was still not much developed.
Machenzie took a deep breath as he clicked on the most recent memory of his master, which was uploaded five days ago.
"Are you sure everything is going to plan?" Damien, the master of the Dark Moon empire, a voice came out loudly as the screen as video focused on a cigarette and hands that belonged to the master.
Then perhaps Damien turned, as the video now turned to face a smirking man in emerald robes with a glass of red wine in his hand.
"Positive-" The man spoke and grinned, and the video ended.
Leaving Machenzie wide-eyed and cursing under his breath, he immediately took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
The other person immediately answered the phone.
"Yes, sir?" A lady spoke from the other line.
"Vincent De Luca... track him," Machenzie commanded, and cut the call, and with trembling hands, he pressed the button in the center of the desk.
Again, the screen went white, showing a column for him to enter the password and the hint in the middle of the lower screen.
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'Either make you or break you'
Machenzie typed slowly 'Trust' and took a deep breath before pressing the enter key-
'Password incorrect. One more chance left '
Max frowned and looked around the room, knowing he would be locked here if he failed again. He thought about it for some minutes and then, just as if a light bulb pinged in his head, he straightened his back and typed-
'Family'
His breathing quickened, his heart palpitating, the echoing sound of its beats in his whole body as he again slowly pressed the enter button. He closed his eyes, waiting for the oxygen supply to get cut off and the doors to be locked, but none of it happened.
He took a deep breath and opened his eyes-
'Signal sent, terminating the host in 3 minutes-'
Max looked at the time on his phone, "15:12," he breathed out and then stood up and ran towards the lift, not caring about his torn shirt.
The building locked itself securely once Machenzie came out of all the shields, and then his phone vibrated and he clicked on the notification and sighed, looking at the address sent to him.
"Code Red-" he typed in a group along with the address and ran towards his car.
His phone again buzzed, and this time he halted on his spot looking at the screen-
'Kill Luna save pup-'
-received 15:14
Machenzie took a deep breath and then opened his car and reached for the glove box.
His fingers stopped, but he shook his head, opened the box, and took out two guns. He closed his eyes as he ran his fingers down the shaft of the gun.
"Mac-Machenzie!" The Mistress of the Darkmoon empire ran towards him, gasping for air.
He looked up, and his face went blank, and the woman reached out to him.
"Machenzie did- did y-you find her... did you-" the woman shuttered, and continued to throw questions.
Machenzie stood there with his face blank and calm, his eyes devoid of any emotions, his lips thin and lined.
"-Kry-Kry Did- y-you find her" At the mention of the name, Mackenzie raised his gun and shot.
The Darkmoon Mistress stiffened and looked down at her stomach, where blood was flowing out.
"Mac-...macc-" The woman fell on the floor, and Machenzie looked at her blankly, then crouched down beside the body.
He untangled the phone from the Late Darkmoon Mistress' hand and showed the face of the lifeless body for the face-lock.
He reluctantly opened the messenger and froze on the spot, seeing a message received three minutes ago.
'Darling, the dog is dead and our baby is taking care of the pup-
-Damien'
received 03:16 pm
The number was saved as the name of the Master, but Machenzie knew what was going on-
'The only way to survive in this world-
Trust no one. '
He thought as he stared at the body that dark and dangerous thoughts started coming into his mind, making his stomach churn.
He stood up, taking a deep breath, and re-dialed the number, and again, the line answered immediately.
"Yes, Sir?" the lady spoke again.
"Track Jake De Luca immediately " He commanded hastily and then finally entered his car, along with the Mistress's unlocked phone.
After a few minutes, his phone vibrated again, and he clicked on the message group.
'Mission accomplished, but the baby snake is missing, along with the wolf and cobra-
received 15:23'
Max cursed, and he started the engine when another location in the middle of a forest approximately three hours away was sent to him.
He forwarded the new location to the group with the same code.
He drove and drove as his throat was becoming dryer and dryer with each passing second.
"Pumpkin, where are you?" He whispered to himself and pressed the accelerator.
The young mistress of the Darkmoon empire lay on the ground, dirty with her own vomit and a dirty, foul-smelling liquid that happens to be urinal discharge.
Her porcelain doll-like pale skin, covered in whip marks, bite marks, and blood, visible from her ragged torn clothes, her eyes closed, her face blank, not giving the satisfaction of victory to the three men in the room, sipping beer and laughing menacingly at the abused seventeen-year-old girl.
'Kry- Baby no-.... Don't....Don't fucking cry.... you... you are not weak... Father- Father... Max... ' Krystal was trying her best to stop the tears from forming in her eyes.
She had endured all the abuse, all the pain, but didn't let her head fall even once. She coped with all the slurs, all the disgusting feelings, but didn't let a single tear fall from her eyes.
She felt disgusted, disgusted with herself, and disgusted with the body that was now covered in filth. Her mind went over how different and how dirty it felt...
Her thoughts became blurred after each passing second.
"Guys, you enjoy... I am going to see father-" Jake De Luca chuckled, patting one of his two friends, and finished his beer and smashed the can right on the back of the young mistress of the Darkmoon Empire, making her hiss when the left contents poured over her wounds.
Even though her eyes were closed, her stomach churned and her head was overwhelmed by the foul odor, her brain subconsciously imagining lavender's comforting fragrance around her as her thoughts drifted over someone specific.
{"I am not a fucking princess." The Young mistress of the Cobra empire pouted, crossing her arms on her lover's teasing while the young Mistress of Darkmoon Empire caresses her thigh.
"You do behave like a spoiled princess, my lady-" She cooed, earning an elbow in her stomach.
"Ohhhh... Please! I am a fucking queen bitch-" she huffed, making her lover chuckle despite the sweet pain.
Krystal then pounded on the cobra mistress, making her screech as she landed on her back with the Darkmoon Mistress straddling her waist.
"Get off me you pigggg-----uggghhhhh!!!!" she struggled under her, making Krystal amused as she captured her both struggling hands trying to get her off of her and pinned them above her head, making the Cobra mistress stiffen under her.
She lowered her face and her lips touched the almost red earlobe of the stiffened girl below her, making her shudder with the sudden feathery touch as the Darkmoon mistress whispered, "You are the queen of my body, my soul, my fortune, but you will always remain the princess of my heart."]
The beautiful memory made the Darkmoon Mistress smile despite her condition, but then suddenly a thought pinged her head, making her heart shatter-
She opened her eyes and slowly, without moving, looked around the place, seeing the two men sitting and chatting on the couch with their backs facing towards her. She could have escaped or taken both of the men down if only she wasn't drugged, or her legs weren't wobbly at the moment.
She felt so helpless at the moment due to the fact that she could do nothing but pray, pray for the wellbeing of her caretaker, her father, her mother, and her h-her l-lover...
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ne and a half hours later,
Jake De Luca hid behind the pillar as he faced the empty halls filled with dead bodies. His blood was frozen hastily in his heart as he watched his father's alley bodies on the floor bathing in their own pool of blood.
He raised his gun in front of his chest and cautiously ran towards a room that belonged to his father.
He opened the door and immediately gasped, seeing his father also lying lifeless on the floor. He hastily walked towards him and crouched down.
His fingers trembled as he raised his hand in front of his father's nose, checking for any sign of life, but he found nothing.
His head started spinning. He felt bile rising, but reluctantly, he started undoing his father's shirt, recalling what his father taught him.
When he finally undone the body's shirt, he found an A4-sized piece of paper folded and stuck between the shirt and vest.
Reluctantly, he opened the letter and started reading...
My son,
If you are reading this, then I believe I am not there with you anymore. As you know, with a sense of the slightest fear, I started to write my plans for you. Haha-, so anyways Willams must have gotten knowledge about our plans, so I believe there is nothing we would gain by plotting our previous plot, as my beloved would also be executed till then. So I recommend you immediately report to our headquarters and take a flight right then and there, and yes, don't forget to take the key locked in that chamber with you, as that bitch has already announced her as the successor and people believe in her more than us. I am sorry about everything. I love you, my dear son.
-Regards, your father.
Jake, teary-eyed, stood up and then halted in the building, still hiding behind the pillars, and cautiously took steps to reach the private office of his father, which only he or his father could open.
He looked into the scanner and after some seconds, which felt like minutes, the door opened and he sighed, looking at the sleeping eighteen-year-old girl on the couch, probably drugged.
The young DarkMoon Mistress was feeling as if her breathing was getting harder and harder, her mind becoming darker and darker, but she was trying her best not to lose her consciousness. Her mind was taunting her to give up, to sleep, to let the darkness engulf her, but she didn't until a single gunshot sounded in the room, making her open her eyes with force.
"WHAT THE-" The other men shouted and then, with a thud, he too dropped on the spot like his friend.
Footsteps echoed in the room as someone ran towards the Darkmoon empress, but she couldn't turn and look at the face of the intruder.
Suddenly, she felt a cloth drop over her bareback and then she flinched when someone's hands touched her, trying to turn her over. She tried not to scream, but she let out a single groan until her eyes met familiar warm eyes, which were now shocked and teary with a bit of disappointment. She smiled fondly at the man holding her fitly body, cradling her like a child.
"M-Max-," she managed to utter in hushed tones, and then the Darkmoon mistress drifted into sleep.
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