Hunters Of the Kingdom: Drake the Hunter

The simple facial feature glowed and shared the glow of the devil. Who would join the festivities and the sweet moisture of a rippling wine induced a mystical spell that would last centuries into the future. The illusion of living a mortal life over took his conscience and he began to drift and dream, the mortal thoughts of love faded. A mythical creature resembling a wolf kissed his lips and caressed his body. The crimson red lips began sucking the life out of his soul. The elongated shining pearl length fingernails transformed into the ravenous claws of a wolf. She stepped back moved her head from side to side. Gazed into Jonathon’s eyes, raking the edges of his face, never did he realize the flow of moist warm blood dripping into her throat. Eva reared back and smiled, like a dog licked his blood and tasted the wine of his soul. Sensual fangs nibbled the lips of the soon to be prince of werewolves, the lavishing stroke of her tongue inhaled his breath, suckling the wind from deep within his throat. Biting his flesh, ripping open the muscles of his chest, she poured a potion over the blood soaked flesh to stop the pain of the changeling.“Shaking hands with the devil and vowing allegiance to the evil poisons of hell is not the way of my sons. What do you have to say Jonathon?”Jonathon continued to wash away his sins and ignored his father before he spoke. “You raised me to be just like you. I found power in the pleasure of death. What dear father do you have to say now?”“This curse you have openly accepted will be the death of you. Leave my home and I will find away to kill you later. Remove this curse from my name and I am going to built and create a powerful army of mercenaries to destroy each and every werewolf on this earth. Remember this one last gesture of kindness. It will be the only one I will ever give you!”“Cain slew his brother Abel, I shall do the same to my own brothers. Remember this kindness from me, my beloved father. Remember this kindness as you lose your sons one by one.” Jonathon turned and reached into a closet, pulling out a tailored suit and his sword. He dressed and walked away and from his father forever. Deep down inside the compassion, loyalty remained to his father. But revenge burned deeper than the emotions of loyalty and respect to be apart of the Drake name.“Imagine three thieves protected Jumong and now three thieves protect me. The past has become the future again. Do you plan on resurrecting the Tamal army?” Hyun Shin smiled and decided to see if James Drake knew as much about Jumong and the Tamal army.“Jomong had a cause to unite this country. The Tamal army was built from his father. Hae Mosu was a great man. Who was betrayed and suffered from being a man, who tried to save the people of Cholbon. I am not gifted enough to raise and army as good as the Tamal warriors. But I will find enough mercenaries to do the battle.” James Drake read every book about the Korean history and its leaders.“You are worthy of the name of Jumong. I fear a great battle will linger for years to come. For the beast is stronger than you think and legend tells a story of one who came to unite the beast and only time will tell who won the battle.” Hyun Shin understood the madness and the myth of the werewolf. He stared into the eyes of Tom Rogers. Never once did he look at James Drake.“Some how I fear that something is missing and I am about to learn about a dark secret here in Cholbon, are you going to tell me?” James Drake came to Korea for weapons and now a dark cloud hung over his name and the world.

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