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Chapter 7- The Attack
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AN - There mild SLASH in this chapter, If you don’t want to read that skip from where it says ❦❦❦❦(SLASH)❦❦❦❦ to where it says NO SLASH
Chapter 7- The Attack
Seth shifted once more in his seat uncomfortably, as he watched Harry eat a ice cream cone. It was driving him crazy, the way Harry’s tongue swirled around the cold treat was making him fantasize of what else Harry could be doing with that tongue of his.
“Seth...” “ Hello is anybody in there?” Seth blinked and refocused his attention to Harry, who was watching him curiously. Seth flushed before coughing. “Yes Harry?” Seth asked. “I was telling you that I’m going to go upstairs to take a shower after I finish eating my cone.” Harry repeated, before licking off some ice cream that cling to the side of the already half eaten cone. Seth watched Harry’s tongue in fascination, before he shook himself and looked at Harry again, nodding faintly.
Harry popped the last of the cone into his mouth and push away from the table they were sitting at. “Well I’m off, you going to stay here or are you going to come with me?” Harry asked. Seth shook his head. “I’ll stay down here for a little bit more and come up later.” He said. The only reason he was doing that was because he was feeling mighty uncomfortable in his jeans and that would be quite obvious if he stood up.
Harry gave a little nod and walked towards the stairs. Seth blinked and he could’ve sworn he heard Harry giggle with mirth before he disappeared upstairs. Seth’s eyes narrowed in suspicion as he replayed conversation he just had and others he had had with Harry in his head, quickly picking up the innuendos that made up several sentences. Surely Harry hadn’t said or done the many things he had, that made Seth want to do things to him, that he was sure was illegal in several countries, on purpose?
Maybe, but Seth doubted it, it was Harry he was talking about. He knew, if not for fact then by observation, Harry was useless in the romance/ seduction department,... wasn’t he?
Seth sat and thought for the next few minutes and after deciding it was safe to get up, he moved towards the room he and Harry shared.
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‘Three Hours Earlier’
Brian Mark was not happy. After robbing that bank in Giza he had began to travel to Cairo and about half way there he had come across a field of people who stood scattered about not really doing anything but standing there, but he had ignored that and drove on. Then a little down the road there had been a woman standing there with a rather blank expression on her face, which he noted as he pulled up beside her in the jeep he had (which was also stolen).
After asking her a few questions and getting nothing but a blank stare Brian had held a hand out to wave in front of her face and as soon as his hand was right in front of her nose she moved quicker than he thought possible and sunk her teeth into his hand.
With a curse he wrenched his hand back, crying out when flesh tore away, still caught in the woman’s teeth. After that he got the hell out of there and drove away like a man possessed. About twenty minutes later, after he wrapped his hand up in a piece of cloth, he started to feel a little sick and pulled over on the side on the road, about fifteen minutes away from Cairo, where he still was ten minutes later.
Brian cursed softly, of all the people he could have run into he ran into one that had rabies. “Perfect. This is just great.” He said sarcastically, before giving a little yawn, suddenly feeling exhausted. Leaning back in his seat Brian closed his eyes, he figured he had more than enough time to take a little nap before going to a doctor in Cairo to get a few shots. He left the car door on his side open, not worrying about thieves, he wouldn’t be asleep for long.
Ten minutes later his eyes opened and had anyone been around they would’ve seen a strange glaze in them that spoke of hunger. The man who used to be Brian Mark tumbled out of the car and laid there for a few moments before he got up and started shuffling towards Cairo. The City in which Harry and Seth were currently in. Of course he didn’t know this, the only thing on his mind was flesh, flesh and blood.
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Seth opened the door leading to his hotel room, still deep in thought, but all thought disappeared and he froze, after he closed the door behind him and looked up.
His eyes came to rest on Harry, who looked like he had just gotten out of the shower, but that wasn’t what caught his attention. What caught his attention was the fact that Harry was in the middle of taking his towel from around his waist. Seth swallowed hard. Harry slowly turned around and as soon as he met Seth’s eyes, he dropped his towel, letting it pool around his feet on the floor.
Everything was quiet and Seth’s eyes roamed Harry small but rather well built body. Harry and Seth’s eyes met again and Seth was shocked to see an emotion in Harry’s eyes, that he didn’t think he had ever seen his eyes before except during the ‘Accident’, desire.
“O-oh I’m sorry Harry, I’ll just wait outside for you finish changing.” Seth said a little shakily and took a small step backwards, trying hard to avert he gaze else where, it wasn’t working. “It’s quite alright Seth, you can stay if you want to.” Harry murmured turning around, and making sure Seth had a good look at him, bent over to retrieve his towel.
Seth’s throat went dry. ‘Sweet Acia!(1)’ He thought wanting to reach out and-, he gave himself a little shake to clear his mind. “So you’ve been pulling all those stunts on purpose” Seth stated more than asked. Harry turned around and shot him a smirk that was out of character on his slightly feminine face. But Seth was finding himself distracted from Harry’s out-of-characterness and was hoping Harry would wrap himself up in his towel again, his tightening pants seemed to disagree with him though.
Seth’s gaze shot up when Harry started speaking, “I developed a crush on you near the beginning of my third year, but you didn’t even notice all hints I had been dropping before I left after blowing Aunt Marge up.” Seth blinked, he had thought Harry had been acting strange that summer. “And you remember the end of fourth year right?” Harry asked softly. Seth nodded, how could he have forgotten?
“After you comforted me I was hit with sudden urge to kiss you and when you started touching me-“ Harry started panting softly, caught up in the memories of that day, Seth couldn’t blame Harry, his jeans had gotten even tighter as he too remembered that day. “- I almost went crazy, I want you to touch me again Seth, will you touch me again?” Harry asked breathlessly.
Seth took a step forward and another before he stood in front of Harry, towering over him. “Temp me not, lest you be damned(2)” Seth warned hoarsely. “Well I guess I’m just going to be damned.” Harry said with a look that dared Seth to deny him.
Harry didn’t expect Seth to swoop down and capture his lips hungrily, or to slowly push im back onto the bed, that Harry had been standing next to, and go with him with out breaking their kiss.
Seth’s hands quickly roamed Harry’s body, desperately wanting to feel Harry’s soft skin. They broke apart when air became an issue and Seth latched onto Harry’s throat and sucked as though he were trying to draw blood. Harry cried out and tilted his head further out of the way so that Seth could get at more of his neck.
Harry’s eyes suddenly widened and a little gasp escaped him when one of Seth’s hands found itself in a place where it had been aching to be for the past two years.
“Yes that’s right Harry, express your pleasure.” Seth crooned softly as Harry’s back arched and Seth’s named escaped him as a mantra. Seth wanted, no Needed to see Harry come, Needed to hear all the delicious sounds he was making. Seth could tell Harry was close and he couldn’t help but murmur in Harry’s ear, “You say your ready for me, but are you truly prepare for me to take you...Mind... Body... And Soul?” He growled the last part hungrily. Harry stared up at him with glazed eyes. “Yes Seth, please I can’t take it...more...” he whispered, trembling in pleasure. “Good.” Seth said before his hand sped up in it’s journey to reduce Harry into a moaning little puddle and he enjoyed how Harry writhed in his arms. Harry cried out as a large wave of pleasure swamped him and his vision blackened for a few moments before returning to normal.
NO SLASH
Seth’s head shot up and he looked toward the door. Harry struggled to shake of the dazed feeling he had and was finally able to do so when screams erupted from downstairs.
Harry sat up a bit with a frown, “What do you think is going on down there?” He asked more than a little breathlessly. Seth cursed softly under his breath as he got up and in an instant any trace of their activities was gone. The stuff they had brought was put in a bag that was stored in a little locket that Seth then gave to him.
Harry reached for his cloths. “There is no time for manual dressing” Seth said quickly and Harry’s cloths appeared on him. There were sometimes, no a lot of times when Harry hated Seth’s magic. But there was no time for that. After carefully getting up, and noting that his legs didn’t seem like they were going to buckle beneath him, Harry glanced up at Seth and noticed that his eyes were a mixture of red wine and tar, which, from what Harry could guess, meant that Seth was both horny and pissed, most likely because they had been interrupted. Harry mused.
Seth dragged Harry to the door and cautiously opened it. Several people ran past them screaming in terror. Harry could’ve sworn heard something about zombies.
It was then that Harry realized that they were going in the wrong direction, (ie: downstairs instead of in the direction everyone else was going), “Seth, where are we going?” Harry asked, making sure to keep Seth’s hand tightly grasped in his own. “We have to get outside” Seth said over his shoulder.
Harry wondered why, but didn’t say anything. Seth didn’t have enough time to explain that he didn’t want to risk having his attention disrupted and wind up having the bed and the dresser come with them and wind up falling on them when they got to their destination or worse, bring the bed and dresser and wind up having it fall into a time where beds and dressers weren’t supposed to exist.
Finally making their way down stairs they quickly noticed why everyone was panicking, several tourist were eating people, locals and other tourist a like. Harry stared with wide eyed horror, reminded of his aunt and cousin. Seth yanked Harry out of the way as one of the undead locals threw themselves at Harry, and moved quickly for the doors, shielding Harry’s body with his own.
After reaching their goal they were shocked at what met their eyes, people were convulsing in the streets, groups of people were swarmed around some of them, obviously eating them, people ran back and forth in panic clearly unable to pull them selves together, and the screams, oh the screams were terrifying.
Seth pulled Harry closer and was about to disappear, when several zombies slammed into him, causing him to loose his grip on Harry. Seth cursed as the zombies grabbed onto his arms, in doing so making sure he couldn’t reach for Harry’s hand, and vanished, taking the zombies with him.
The last thing Harry saw was Seth’s black eyes staring back at him.
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(With Seth, Place unknown)
Seth felt his feet hit the floor and tossed the zombies off him like they were pillows and the Zombies froze like statues. They had bitten him several times but he didn’t pay that any mind. He couldn’t believe he had lost Harry, who knew when he would turn up?
“My King?” Came a voice behind him. Seth turned and saw Valintino, who had chin length light brown hair, sharply shaped eyes, (that were a dead gray color with silver pupils), “Valintino. Dispose of that trash for me please.” He said, his voice still radiating fury.
Valintino nodded, knowing not to ask any questions about his friends current state. “How would you like that done.” He asked. “Throw them into the Pit.” Seth snarled before stomping off towards the infirmary.
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(With Valintino, The Pit)
Valintino disappeared and reappeared with the Zombies and glanced down at the deep and wide hole in the ground that made up the Pit. Dozens of grey haired figures either laid about on the ground, were clawing at the walls or each other. Valintino rolled his eyes when he saw several were fighting amongst themselves.
“Dinner time!” he called and watched as all the grey heads swerved to where he was standing. With a little hand gesture he tossed the frozen Zombies into the Pit, unfreezing them at the same time, and watched for several minutes, in amusement as the grey haired Grunts swarm the Zombies who in turn tried to attack them. Needless to say, the Zombies were quickly overpowered, torn to pieces and then eaten.
Valintino turned away and walked out to meet his friend that worked the Pit. It would really suck if someone were thrown in there while they still had their minds. Valintino gave a little snort, too bad people didn’t think of that before they committed crimes.
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(With Harry, Egypt)
Harry groaned as he stirred, and rubbed at his eyes as he pushed himself up and found himself staring into the cold green eyes of an attractive man who had long black and two days worth of stubble on his face.
“And who might you be?” He asked softly in a language that had been lost for several millennia, ancient Egyptian, Harry blinked, he didn’t think that this particular type of language had been used in at least five thousand years, maybe four. And mentally he was cursing his luck.
The man raised an eyebrow and Harry flushed, realizing he hadn’t answered his question. “M-my name is Harry” Harry whispered quietly in the same language(3). The man smiled and Harry saw cruelty in the mans eyes. “Hello Harry my name is Memnon.”
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(1)Sweet Acia!- a saying similar to Bloody Hell!
Acia was the First Queen of Seth’s race.
(2) Tempt me not lest you be damned!- I got this quote from Vampire Realm of Darkness Statements.
(Website-www.vampire.nu)
(3) It will be explained in the Chapter centering on Seth called History(Which will focus on Harry and Seth’s past together).
I don’t know which Chapter it will be but it will be before he gets to Harry. So it will either be the next chapter or the one after it. I’ll think about it.
AN - There mild SLASH in this chapter, If you don’t want to read that skip from where it says ❦❦❦❦(SLASH)❦❦❦❦ to where it says NO SLASH
Chapter 7- The Attack
Seth shifted once more in his seat uncomfortably, as he watched Harry eat a ice cream cone. It was driving him crazy, the way Harry’s tongue swirled around the cold treat was making him fantasize of what else Harry could be doing with that tongue of his.
“Seth...” “ Hello is anybody in there?” Seth blinked and refocused his attention to Harry, who was watching him curiously. Seth flushed before coughing. “Yes Harry?” Seth asked. “I was telling you that I’m going to go upstairs to take a shower after I finish eating my cone.” Harry repeated, before licking off some ice cream that cling to the side of the already half eaten cone. Seth watched Harry’s tongue in fascination, before he shook himself and looked at Harry again, nodding faintly.
Harry popped the last of the cone into his mouth and push away from the table they were sitting at. “Well I’m off, you going to stay here or are you going to come with me?” Harry asked. Seth shook his head. “I’ll stay down here for a little bit more and come up later.” He said. The only reason he was doing that was because he was feeling mighty uncomfortable in his jeans and that would be quite obvious if he stood up.
Harry gave a little nod and walked towards the stairs. Seth blinked and he could’ve sworn he heard Harry giggle with mirth before he disappeared upstairs. Seth’s eyes narrowed in suspicion as he replayed conversation he just had and others he had had with Harry in his head, quickly picking up the innuendos that made up several sentences. Surely Harry hadn’t said or done the many things he had, that made Seth want to do things to him, that he was sure was illegal in several countries, on purpose?
Maybe, but Seth doubted it, it was Harry he was talking about. He knew, if not for fact then by observation, Harry was useless in the romance/ seduction department,... wasn’t he?
Seth sat and thought for the next few minutes and after deciding it was safe to get up, he moved towards the room he and Harry shared.
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‘Three Hours Earlier’
Brian Mark was not happy. After robbing that bank in Giza he had began to travel to Cairo and about half way there he had come across a field of people who stood scattered about not really doing anything but standing there, but he had ignored that and drove on. Then a little down the road there had been a woman standing there with a rather blank expression on her face, which he noted as he pulled up beside her in the jeep he had (which was also stolen).
After asking her a few questions and getting nothing but a blank stare Brian had held a hand out to wave in front of her face and as soon as his hand was right in front of her nose she moved quicker than he thought possible and sunk her teeth into his hand.
With a curse he wrenched his hand back, crying out when flesh tore away, still caught in the woman’s teeth. After that he got the hell out of there and drove away like a man possessed. About twenty minutes later, after he wrapped his hand up in a piece of cloth, he started to feel a little sick and pulled over on the side on the road, about fifteen minutes away from Cairo, where he still was ten minutes later.
Brian cursed softly, of all the people he could have run into he ran into one that had rabies. “Perfect. This is just great.” He said sarcastically, before giving a little yawn, suddenly feeling exhausted. Leaning back in his seat Brian closed his eyes, he figured he had more than enough time to take a little nap before going to a doctor in Cairo to get a few shots. He left the car door on his side open, not worrying about thieves, he wouldn’t be asleep for long.
Ten minutes later his eyes opened and had anyone been around they would’ve seen a strange glaze in them that spoke of hunger. The man who used to be Brian Mark tumbled out of the car and laid there for a few moments before he got up and started shuffling towards Cairo. The City in which Harry and Seth were currently in. Of course he didn’t know this, the only thing on his mind was flesh, flesh and blood.
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Seth opened the door leading to his hotel room, still deep in thought, but all thought disappeared and he froze, after he closed the door behind him and looked up.
His eyes came to rest on Harry, who looked like he had just gotten out of the shower, but that wasn’t what caught his attention. What caught his attention was the fact that Harry was in the middle of taking his towel from around his waist. Seth swallowed hard. Harry slowly turned around and as soon as he met Seth’s eyes, he dropped his towel, letting it pool around his feet on the floor.
Everything was quiet and Seth’s eyes roamed Harry small but rather well built body. Harry and Seth’s eyes met again and Seth was shocked to see an emotion in Harry’s eyes, that he didn’t think he had ever seen his eyes before except during the ‘Accident’, desire.
“O-oh I’m sorry Harry, I’ll just wait outside for you finish changing.” Seth said a little shakily and took a small step backwards, trying hard to avert he gaze else where, it wasn’t working. “It’s quite alright Seth, you can stay if you want to.” Harry murmured turning around, and making sure Seth had a good look at him, bent over to retrieve his towel.
Seth’s throat went dry. ‘Sweet Acia!(1)’ He thought wanting to reach out and-, he gave himself a little shake to clear his mind. “So you’ve been pulling all those stunts on purpose” Seth stated more than asked. Harry turned around and shot him a smirk that was out of character on his slightly feminine face. But Seth was finding himself distracted from Harry’s out-of-characterness and was hoping Harry would wrap himself up in his towel again, his tightening pants seemed to disagree with him though.
Seth’s gaze shot up when Harry started speaking, “I developed a crush on you near the beginning of my third year, but you didn’t even notice all hints I had been dropping before I left after blowing Aunt Marge up.” Seth blinked, he had thought Harry had been acting strange that summer. “And you remember the end of fourth year right?” Harry asked softly. Seth nodded, how could he have forgotten?
“After you comforted me I was hit with sudden urge to kiss you and when you started touching me-“ Harry started panting softly, caught up in the memories of that day, Seth couldn’t blame Harry, his jeans had gotten even tighter as he too remembered that day. “- I almost went crazy, I want you to touch me again Seth, will you touch me again?” Harry asked breathlessly.
Seth took a step forward and another before he stood in front of Harry, towering over him. “Temp me not, lest you be damned(2)” Seth warned hoarsely. “Well I guess I’m just going to be damned.” Harry said with a look that dared Seth to deny him.
Harry didn’t expect Seth to swoop down and capture his lips hungrily, or to slowly push im back onto the bed, that Harry had been standing next to, and go with him with out breaking their kiss.
Seth’s hands quickly roamed Harry’s body, desperately wanting to feel Harry’s soft skin. They broke apart when air became an issue and Seth latched onto Harry’s throat and sucked as though he were trying to draw blood. Harry cried out and tilted his head further out of the way so that Seth could get at more of his neck.
Harry’s eyes suddenly widened and a little gasp escaped him when one of Seth’s hands found itself in a place where it had been aching to be for the past two years.
“Yes that’s right Harry, express your pleasure.” Seth crooned softly as Harry’s back arched and Seth’s named escaped him as a mantra. Seth wanted, no Needed to see Harry come, Needed to hear all the delicious sounds he was making. Seth could tell Harry was close and he couldn’t help but murmur in Harry’s ear, “You say your ready for me, but are you truly prepare for me to take you...Mind... Body... And Soul?” He growled the last part hungrily. Harry stared up at him with glazed eyes. “Yes Seth, please I can’t take it...more...” he whispered, trembling in pleasure. “Good.” Seth said before his hand sped up in it’s journey to reduce Harry into a moaning little puddle and he enjoyed how Harry writhed in his arms. Harry cried out as a large wave of pleasure swamped him and his vision blackened for a few moments before returning to normal.
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Seth’s head shot up and he looked toward the door. Harry struggled to shake of the dazed feeling he had and was finally able to do so when screams erupted from downstairs.
Harry sat up a bit with a frown, “What do you think is going on down there?” He asked more than a little breathlessly. Seth cursed softly under his breath as he got up and in an instant any trace of their activities was gone. The stuff they had brought was put in a bag that was stored in a little locket that Seth then gave to him.
Harry reached for his cloths. “There is no time for manual dressing” Seth said quickly and Harry’s cloths appeared on him. There were sometimes, no a lot of times when Harry hated Seth’s magic. But there was no time for that. After carefully getting up, and noting that his legs didn’t seem like they were going to buckle beneath him, Harry glanced up at Seth and noticed that his eyes were a mixture of red wine and tar, which, from what Harry could guess, meant that Seth was both horny and pissed, most likely because they had been interrupted. Harry mused.
Seth dragged Harry to the door and cautiously opened it. Several people ran past them screaming in terror. Harry could’ve sworn heard something about zombies.
It was then that Harry realized that they were going in the wrong direction, (ie: downstairs instead of in the direction everyone else was going), “Seth, where are we going?” Harry asked, making sure to keep Seth’s hand tightly grasped in his own. “We have to get outside” Seth said over his shoulder.
Harry wondered why, but didn’t say anything. Seth didn’t have enough time to explain that he didn’t want to risk having his attention disrupted and wind up having the bed and the dresser come with them and wind up falling on them when they got to their destination or worse, bring the bed and dresser and wind up having it fall into a time where beds and dressers weren’t supposed to exist.
Finally making their way down stairs they quickly noticed why everyone was panicking, several tourist were eating people, locals and other tourist a like. Harry stared with wide eyed horror, reminded of his aunt and cousin. Seth yanked Harry out of the way as one of the undead locals threw themselves at Harry, and moved quickly for the doors, shielding Harry’s body with his own.
After reaching their goal they were shocked at what met their eyes, people were convulsing in the streets, groups of people were swarmed around some of them, obviously eating them, people ran back and forth in panic clearly unable to pull them selves together, and the screams, oh the screams were terrifying.
Seth pulled Harry closer and was about to disappear, when several zombies slammed into him, causing him to loose his grip on Harry. Seth cursed as the zombies grabbed onto his arms, in doing so making sure he couldn’t reach for Harry’s hand, and vanished, taking the zombies with him.
The last thing Harry saw was Seth’s black eyes staring back at him.
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(With Seth, Place unknown)
Seth felt his feet hit the floor and tossed the zombies off him like they were pillows and the Zombies froze like statues. They had bitten him several times but he didn’t pay that any mind. He couldn’t believe he had lost Harry, who knew when he would turn up?
“My King?” Came a voice behind him. Seth turned and saw Valintino, who had chin length light brown hair, sharply shaped eyes, (that were a dead gray color with silver pupils), “Valintino. Dispose of that trash for me please.” He said, his voice still radiating fury.
Valintino nodded, knowing not to ask any questions about his friends current state. “How would you like that done.” He asked. “Throw them into the Pit.” Seth snarled before stomping off towards the infirmary.
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(With Valintino, The Pit)
Valintino disappeared and reappeared with the Zombies and glanced down at the deep and wide hole in the ground that made up the Pit. Dozens of grey haired figures either laid about on the ground, were clawing at the walls or each other. Valintino rolled his eyes when he saw several were fighting amongst themselves.
“Dinner time!” he called and watched as all the grey heads swerved to where he was standing. With a little hand gesture he tossed the frozen Zombies into the Pit, unfreezing them at the same time, and watched for several minutes, in amusement as the grey haired Grunts swarm the Zombies who in turn tried to attack them. Needless to say, the Zombies were quickly overpowered, torn to pieces and then eaten.
Valintino turned away and walked out to meet his friend that worked the Pit. It would really suck if someone were thrown in there while they still had their minds. Valintino gave a little snort, too bad people didn’t think of that before they committed crimes.
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(With Harry, Egypt)
Harry groaned as he stirred, and rubbed at his eyes as he pushed himself up and found himself staring into the cold green eyes of an attractive man who had long black and two days worth of stubble on his face.
“And who might you be?” He asked softly in a language that had been lost for several millennia, ancient Egyptian, Harry blinked, he didn’t think that this particular type of language had been used in at least five thousand years, maybe four. And mentally he was cursing his luck.
The man raised an eyebrow and Harry flushed, realizing he hadn’t answered his question. “M-my name is Harry” Harry whispered quietly in the same language(3). The man smiled and Harry saw cruelty in the mans eyes. “Hello Harry my name is Memnon.”
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(1)Sweet Acia!- a saying similar to Bloody Hell!
Acia was the First Queen of Seth’s race.
(2) Tempt me not lest you be damned!- I got this quote from Vampire Realm of Darkness Statements.
(Website-www.vampire.nu)
(3) It will be explained in the Chapter centering on Seth called History(Which will focus on Harry and Seth’s past together).
I don’t know which Chapter it will be but it will be before he gets to Harry. So it will either be the next chapter or the one after it. I’ll think about it.