Brewing Chaos

King Archer was in the air, looking for his mate. Indeed, The Bringer Of Chaos had been unleashed, and it was already too late to stop her.

Meanwhile, in the Vampire Kingdom, Lord Blackhouse could not get enough of Eidenel. Also, for the first time in more than one thousand years, the Lord Blackhouse, ruler of the Vampire Kingdom and the entire underworld had mortal powers, and could venture into the open. This was something that had been promised of him for a long time, and he waited for the day that the promise would be fulfilled.

''When you meet the one trule love of your life, you will glow like the morning sun, and you will be immune to the dangers of being a vampire. The world would be yours soon after that.'' The controllers of the underworld had promised Lord Blackhouse when he deliberately went above and beyond to seek powers that would make him take over the world.

One thousand years later, Lord Blackhouse had finally met the one true love of his life, a she-wolf.

''My Lord...'' One of the servants of Lord Blackhouse had something to say as he watched his master admire his new inhabitation.

''Yes?'' Lord Blackhouse replied with his usual comic voice, one that only came to light whenever he was extremely happy.

''We have to talk to you, My Lord.'' The servant was afraid of what he was going to say to the ruler of the underworld, but he stood no chance in holding that information back, as it meant a lot to everyone, especially in the underworld.

Lord Blackhouse' eyes quickly flashed with displeasure as his servant dared to interrupt him from his moment of enjoyment.

''Can't it wait?'' Lord Blackhouse would rather refuse.

''No. My Lord. It is as important as staying away from the sun,'' the servant replied.

''Well, I am now the sun, as you can see.'' Lord Blackhouse grinned from ear to ear as he showed off his new body to his servants, especially the one disturbing him.

''Indeed, My Lord. That's the more reason you need to hear this.''

Giving up, Lord Blackhouse rolled his eyes.

''Fine. Fine, you win!'' He started to go into his inner chamber, and asked the servant to follow him.

''What is it?'' Lord Blackhouse suddenly turned to ask as soon as he was sure that they were out of anyone hearing them.

''My Lord...'' the servant made sure to maintain a good distance before he started to narrate what he wanted to say to Lord Blackhouse.

''Why are you running away? What do you want to say to me? It had better be good, or else I would have your head on my stead.'' Lord Blackhouse' eyes flashed with intensity, and the servant knew just how serious his master was.

''My Lord. I just have to tell you this for the greater good of the kingdom, and no, it's not a good thing, to you,'' the servant explained while still backing away from the Vampire King.

''It's about the prophecy, My Lord. The prophecy of The Bringer Of Chaos.'' The servant said.

''What prophecy?'' Vampire King, Lord Blackhouse rolled his eyes impatiently.

''My Lord, the love of your life is a werewolf. Does that not strike a chord in your mind?'' The servant asked.

Rolling his eyes, Lord Blackhouse replied; ''Werewolf, or no werewolf, I fell in love with a human.''

''Yes My Lord, but what would happen when she shifts? Would you be able to stand her? Remember that the werewolves are our worst enemies, and it has been so for millions of years. What would happen when your vampire senses get the better of you and you seek to destroy the love of your life?'' The servant asked.

Lord Blackhouse chuckled.

''Is that all? If that is all, then I don't think we have a problem as it is still under my control.''

''No, My Lord, that is not all.'' Ther servant was not done.

''I'm beginning to suspect that you are just doing everything possible to upset me because I have eventually found the worth and happiness which I have been seeking for thousands of years. Are you a secret enemy of mine? Hmmm? Are you a traitor?'' Lord Blackhouse started to walk towards the servant as he spoke, smiling cunningly.

The truth about Lord Blackhouse was that, the more he smiled, the more dangerous he was.

The servant shook his head rapidly.

''No. Of course not, My Lord. Who would dare take you as an enemy? The person must not like his or her life.'' The servant bent on one knee and bowed to submit to the Vampire King, Lord Blackhouse, whom he suspected was getting so angry, he would hurt him any minute.

Lord Blackhouse paused in his tracks.

''My Lord. In the prophecy of The Bringer Of Chaos, a she-wolf would have three mates from the three strongest kingdoms of the underworld. The werewolf kingdom, the dragon kingdom, and the vampire kingdom. They would fight over her, destrying nations and cities, as siblings would be divided according to the prophecy.'' The servant spilled the information, sparing no second to make the vampire king stop him from saying what he wanted to.

''Okay? What has that got to do with me? I thought it was something serious like, my mate has Hiv/Aids. Oh well, her other mates can come and claim her if they dare.'' Lord Blackhouse was nonchalant about what the servant had just said.

''Get up, you look pathetic on your knees, talking rubbish.'' Lord Blackhouse walked out on his servant, casually shoving the man to the side as he went back out to be with the love of his life, Eidenel.

Meanwhile, in the evening sky, a crazed dragon was on the lose, shrieking as if in pain, and setting everything that was on his way on fire after burning down the dungeon in the dragon kingdom. King Archer wanted his mate, and he would not be stopped.