Asher pulled the plunger of the syringe he held in his hand as it slowly took in a yellow liquid from inside a vial.
After confirming that it was exactly half, he flicked the syringe for a moment to remove the air bubble present in it.
After doing that he turned towards the tightly bound Henry. He had a smile on his face as he looked at Henry who was slowly regenerating all the wounds that Asher had inflicted on him.
"Oh my dear adversary, after this liquid goes into you, you will wish that you told me what I want to know." Asher slightly ridiculed him as he tightly grasped his arm and injected the liquid onto his vein.
Henry screamed in anguish as his scream of distress resounded throughout the room but never escaped it, due to a silencing spell that Asher had cast.
"Wh—what is that?" He asked wearily as his mouth slowly produced white foam. His head twisted and turned as he felt his veins flare up in pain.
"I'm pretty sure that throughout your long years, you might have stumbled upon one or two of the servants of the moon, werewolves in other words. That is their venom, and you are going to be in misery for the next few hours."
Asher smiled coldly as he twirled the syringe in his hands. He leaned back in his chair as he waited for Henry's hate filled response.
Henry sat in stunned silence, understanding finally dawned on him that he was probably going to be insufferable agony, his lips turned into an icy smile as he gazed at Asher and whispered coldly.
"So that's it, you're going to kill me with the venom, aren't you? No matter what, I won't spill what you want to know, and ask you to finish me fast. I'll suffer in agony for a few hours, but you'll drown in misery for the rest of your life because you won't have any understanding of your past.
"I don't know what happened to you to cause your amnesia but your pain makes me revel in delight. I hope you suffer, fuck you, you faggot!"
Henry laughed, the sound was sharp and cruel as he drowned in glee.
But his laugh soon stifled as he saw Asher smiling softly, "Why are you laughing?" He asked as he shifted uncomfortably.
"The funny thing is, all that you said is true, if only I wasn't a hybrid. You see Henry my boy, I'm a Heretic, a cross between a vampire and a witch, a siphon witch to be exact.
"Which means I can't generate my own magic but it does allow me to siphon magic to use it. And do you know what a werewolf bite is?" Asher asked as he waited for Henry's answer.
Henry paused for a moment as he considered the question….. , "Magic" He said slowly as the answer dawned on him.
"Dun, dun, dun….." Asher said with a smirk before he continued.
"That means I can siphon off a werewolf bite and thus return a vampire back to normal. You understand what that entails don't you?"
Henry uncomfortably shrank back in his seat as he processed Asher's words, instantly his face contorted in rage as he barked out. "You bastard, I'm going to haunt you for eternity."
Asher nodded at his words with arrogance as he slowly got out of his seat, "That's what everyone says, you aren't special. There are a thousand different guys like you, what makes you think that you could actually accomplish what you say?"
Asher paused as he walked next to the door, his head slightly turned, his face was indifferent and cold, "What makes you different from the others? You hate me more? You actually tried to kill me? Don't kid yourself."
Henry slightly trembled as he looked at Asher's indifferent figure. He felt that he was more terrifying now than before, not when he brushed off a stake to his heart, not when he beat Henry to the brink of death, not even when he tortured Henry to the point of mental breakdown. But now, he was far more terrifying than ever before.
Asher quickly exited from the room as he turned his head to view the sigh of Damon choking Zach. "He—he—help."
Zach groaned in pain as he looked at Asher with pleading eyes. His indifferent expression peeled away as a happy expression landed on his face.
"Sorry, I'm neutral, I can't interfere. But I'm rooting for you." He said as he pumped his fist in the air.
"Thanks for not interfering, Bipolar Dracula." A rough and gravelly voice resounded from the cellar as his grip around Zach's throat tightened.
Asher chuckled as he watched the scene with piqued interest for a few seconds before Saint Stefan quickly appeared and pried Damon's hand from Zach's throat.
With a quick throw of his hand, Stefan pushed Damon into the cellar as his mouth curved, his voice burned with anger as he voiced loudly, "Keep it up Damon, the more energy you expend the faster you'll dessicate."
Stefan turned his head to the resident bad boy supreme as his voice tinged with annoyance, "You didn't help?"
Asher rolled his eyes before looking at Stefan, "I'm neutral, I am not going to interfere with squabbling children."
"Fine." Stefan turned his head with irritation as he gazed at Zach to check if he was okay.
Asher slightly sighed as he took his leave.
"..."
"Why is that psychopath still in our house?!" Zach screamed in his room as he placed around his bed, his breath was laboured as he harrumphed.
"Its better to keep him close, in this way we can know what he's doing. Secondly by sheltering him, he has given his word that he wouldn't harm anyone and so far he has kept it." Stefan said calmly as he tried to soothe Zach's anger.
"He's torturing someone in our house! When will they both leave town Uncle Stefan? Moreover, why have they even come to town in the first place? The council is starting to get suspicious too, there's been too many deaths, I can't keep holding them back.
"I don't know why they've come to town, they probably won't tell me either. I don't think they just came to visit, they're planning something. But I'll get to the bottom of it, and I'll stop it."
He paused slightly as he continued.
"Either way, I can't take Asher down, he's older than me, he's stronger than me too. Vervain doesn't affect him, even if it did I'm sure that he would be able to kill me before I could kill him or lock him away.
"And about the council, just handle them Zach, please. With Damon imprisoned and Asher covering his tracks, there will be no more deaths. So the animal attack story will definitely run or they'll just think that the vampire just left town."
Stefan's voice was calm and measured as he steadily adviced Zach.
"This is the last time, Uncle Stefan." Zach's voice was clear as he said in a measured tone, leaving no room for debate as he left the room in a flurry of indignation.
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