The Accidental Vampire

Chapter 8 Rage Of The Wounded

Lord Carlisle raised Misella's body before turning to Atlas.

Atlas's nerves were visible around his neck as he was so agitated. He just wanted to run to Carlisle and kill that bastard! Even in this condition, he wasn't leaving Misella.

Fortunately, Lord Carlisle didn't do anything else. He simply tossed the body of Misella towards Atlas. "Here, take the body and get lost from my sight! Also, you can move now!"

Once again, his commands were something Atlas wasn't able to refuse. Even if he could, he didn't want to! If Misella was still alive, he needed to save her and get her to the doctor!

He placed his tray to the side and ran to Misella's unmoving body. He picked up the motionless body of Misella before dashing towards the exit without thinking about anything else.

Pushing the door open, he left the hall.

Lord Carlisle sat back on his chair. "Well, that was entertaining."

"Lord Carlisle, I didn't expect you to leave that boy alive," A young man from the Carlisle clan let out, seemingly curious. "I noticed that there wasn't any respect in his eyes for you near the end. You should've killed him as well."

Lord Carlisle smiled, shaking his head. "Killing him would've been boring. This was more entertaining. Now when he thinks of his dead sister, he'll remember how important it is for those pesky humans to be scared of us."

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Outside the hall, the old man who had brought all the kids here was standing as if he was waiting for them. As soon as Atlas stepped out of the hall, the old man blocked his path.  "Where are you going?"

"I need to get her to the doctor!" Atlas exclaimed as he stepped aside to leave. "She will die otherwise!"

The old man also moved in the same direction as Atlas, blocking him once again. "So? After what she did, does she even deserve to live? You kids ruined everything! All you had to do was a simple task, and she couldn't even do that properly! She deserved to die after all that!"

"After the guests leave, I'll be punished as well for selecting idiots like you. It's all because of you!" he exclaimed.

Hearing the old man mock and blame them, Atlas couldn't control himself. He snapped. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

He didn't even know if his sister was alive or dead, and this man was not only blocking them, but he was also blaming them as if they wanted to die?! Did they ask the man to send them here? Did they ask to serve these damn Vampires? Did they ask to be used as Blood Bags?

He tried to ignore the old man and leave, moving past the old man.

"Urgh?"

As he tried to leave, he felt like he was being choked as someone pulled his collar from behind. The old man was again stopping him by grabbing the collar of Atlas from the back.

"These small rats have grown really arrogant. You think you can scream at me? I think I should teach you a lesson!"  The old man's arrogance filled voice entered Atlas's ears.

That was it! Atlas has had enough! He worked like a slave here for years without complaining, but he wasn't going to let it go today! It didn't matter who stood in his path today; he had decided to leave! No matter who stood in his way, he was going to get his sister to a doctor!

As Atlas was in the hallways, there were many decoration items nearby, and one such thing was a flower vase that was within arm's reach. The beautiful flower vase was the size of Atlas's head and had a dragon carved on it. The vase looked very expensive as well, but Atlas didn't care.

If it were the old him, he would've thought twice before doing something like this with such an expensive item, but not today. He grabbed the vase with his right hand while still keeping Misella in his embrace and swung the vase with his full strength.

Smash~

The flower vase hit the head of the old man, shaking him to his core. The old man dropped to the ground within seconds. His head started bleeding, and his eyes closed. The vase also shattered in the process, but its task was done.

Atlas didn't know if the old man was dead or just unconscious, but he couldn't have cared any less! He could only think about Misella right now! He needed to save her life!

Instead of utilizing this opportunity when there were no guards here to attempt an escape alone, he ran back to the stairs.

Using the stairs, he went down and reached the basement. He didn't know how he was even able to walk while carrying Misella, but it was as if his strong emotions were giving his body the strength it needed!

He only knew one doctor in the entire place, and that was the one who collected their blood daily.

He knew he was going to be killed eventually for what he did with the old Butler, but that was the last thing on his mind. As he ran, each second was like an eternity for him.

"Misella, don't worry. You're going to be fine! We'll soon reach the doctor!"

He tried comforting Misella, who hadn't moved since the start. Trails of blood could still be seen on her neck. Atlas already had a dreaded feeling that it was probably too late, but he didn't want to believe it!

"Doctor!" he yelled as he entered the blood collection hall where the tens of white beds were placed in a straight line.

His scream immediately attracted the doctor's attention, who looked at him in surprise.

"Save her! Please!" Atlas dropped to his knees, begging the doctor as tears kept falling.

"What happened to her?" The doctor asked, frowning. He picked Misella from Atlas's arms and placed her on the white bed closest to him.

The doctor raised Misella's arm a bit and placed his fingers on her wrist. After a few seconds, he released her hand, which dropped to the bed.

"What happened to her? Tell me she's going to be fine?!" An agitated Atlas asked. "A Vampire sucked her blood from her neck! She hasn't woken up since. Please save her! I'll do anything you say in return. I'll be your slave for all my life!"

Atlas didn't know how he looked right now, but he could see the pity in the white-robed man's eyes.

The doctor shook his head ultimately. "She won't ever wake up. She is dead. We can't do anything to save her now. It's too late."

"D-don't say that! She can't die! She can't leave me behind! There must be a way! Please save her! You must do it!" Atlas roared.

"I wish I could do something, but she's really dead. There's nothing we can do. Even gods can't bring her back to life, let alone us. Forget her. Go back to your bed."

Atlas's heartbeat stopped momentarily as he heard the doctor.

"This can't be. It can't be!"

Drip...

He could feel something wet trickle down his cheeks. He was too weak to stop his tears. She was really gone. The dream they had of leaving this place together was broken as Misella left him alone in this godforsaken place.