The Vampire's Last Omega

Final Destination: Part 3

It had been nine days. Lilith and her children 'cleansed' several countries in Central America. Next would be South America. Then, Europe. Everywhere would be free of the sins of her childre—

No, Lilith thought, shaking her head as she stood on a beach.

She watched the rivers of blood rush into the ocean beside her feet, turning the salty waters bright red of their kills. Not everywhere would be free. Her oldest and youngest were not with her. The humans who were alive but deserved to have their prideful or lustful souls sent below were still squirming around. 

Lilith heard footsteps approaching behind her and stopped. She stayed silent for a while before asking, "Is Belize completed?"

There was a monstrous gruff. Ah, right. Her children could not speak, for they were in their true forms. The first vampire turned around and made eye contact with Wrath. His glasses were gone. They were buried somewhere not long after leaving New York after causing chaos from the mass killings of vampires and humans alike whose souls smelled disgusting.

When Lilith was not with them, Wrath took on the leadership role. It was Pride's, he was not here. Envy attempted to take it the position, but he was overpowered by Wrath's scent.

Lilith knew Charles's consciousness was teetering. It was constantly wanting to be released from her hold while his sin kept buring him inside. She was always releasing her scent of all scents to keep Wrath awake.

Charles is a strong one, too, just like Kieran. Kieran...

Lilith looked into the sky when she heard a screeching sound. A horde of Abaddon's giant locusts convulsed and evaporated into the air in black smoke, returning to the world they came from in her ex-husband's pit. The fifth trumpet was ending. She had heard through the grapevine that the sixth trumpet had sounded on another continent. Perhaps they did not need to go to Europe if this apocalyptic trumpet's army wiped out everyone.

But, it was a problem. Lilith told Kieran they would return. Teru would be hers. Wiping out his dominant gender once and for all would finally complete her revenge against the heavens. Five months. She had given them five months, yet it had only been nine days? How could she have miscalculated? After stewing for a bit longer and watching the sunset, she cackled like a wild person.

"The heavens are not on my side. They were never on my side. This is their doing." She marched past her children. Her white dress billowed from the ocean wind. They followed her obediently.

Lilith would most likely break her promise. It depended on the damage of the sixth trumpet. Their family reunion might arrive earlier than believed.

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The werewolves hadn't seen their newest pack leader in what felt like forever. Yes, it had been less than two weeks, but that was a lifetime for them. Tae-soo, the former alpha of Abaddon's wolves, returned to the role to lead them cross-country to Los Angeles. It was temporary which he did not mind.

And it was exhilarating. They could finally run. They could finally hunt. They could finally be themselves. They could finally be free.

He was also eternally grateful that some part of Ryoma had lived.

Teru was a miracle. That boy was a breathing testament of one of the most heroic omegas to ever exist, who had given up their freedom to protect their people. Tae-soo loved that Teru was a carbon copy of the person he had loved.

Getting to their final destination was difficult. Those locust monsters kept following. It was more annoying than anything because it forced them to keep running...and running...and running. The ugly beasts ate everything behind them. Then, the monstrous bugs disappeared into smoke. It was peculiar.