Chapter 1091 - A struggle Within

Of course, when Quinn and the mysterious old healer had disappeared, they hadn't actually vanished, instead they had both appeared inside of the Shadow lock. Quinn didn't want any spectators for what he was going to do next, otherwise he was afraid that it would just make things more complicated.

He still held on to the man's arms, preventing him from taking his own life. After some initial confusion about how and where they had landed, the man concentrated on trying to free himself by attempting to kick Quinn off. However, the latter noticed his hostage's intention and made the first move by hitting the other's s.h.i.+n, breaking the bone immediately. The force was strong enough that his leg had banged into the other dealing some excruciating pain.

"It would be for the best if you didn't move." Quinn instructed the man, whose eyes started to glow red. There was no point pretending to be a healer when it was just the two of them, so he was revealing his true colours.

"Let go of me!" The vampire demanded, looking into Quinn's eyes, yet a few seconds later the smile that had appeared on his face was gone, since nothing had happened at all.

"Oh, are you surprised?" Quinn questioned in amus.e.m.e.nt, before his eyes started to glow red as well. "Was this what you were trying to do? KNEEL!" He used the influence skill, and the vampire who had tried to get to Owen, immediately went down on his knees, despite his injury, while his hands were still being held up.

"You….You're a vampire as well! But how can that be? Your smell is that of a human!" The old man spoke in confusion.

"You're right, this smell is the exact reason why I was able to spot you before you could spot me." Quinn explained.

Before leaving the Cursed s.h.i.+p to head to Owen, this was the favour he had asked Logan about. Back when they had headed to the Vampire World, Logan had been able to create a smell that had managed to make the ones who had not been turned, smell like vampires.

If a fragrance could be made that made one smell like vampires, then surely Logan should be able to create one that could do the opposite as well, Quinn theorised and his friend hadn't disappointed him. It hadn't taken the inventor long to mix up such a request, so before coming over Quinn and Sam had both sprayed themselves to mask themselves as humans.

Since they knew that vampires appeared to be working within many different locations, they thought it best to hide themselves and allow the vampires to come out on their own.

After Vincent told him that another vampire would be able to complete the ritual to turn Owen, Quinn had figured out their plan. With so many traitors showing up, it wasn't that surprising anymore that another would be working in the Graylash family.

However, there was one confusing thing about it all and that was the fact that none of the vampires had been able to recognise who Quinn was so far. Any vampire from the Vampire World would know him as one of the leaders, yet these vampire spies didn't.

Quinn could only a.s.sume that this meant they were on Jim's side.

'I guess my presence in the Human World is only as one of the world leaders, and Jim doesn't have as much insider information about the vampires as he thought. Otherwise he should have been able to put one and one together to know that Quinn Talen, leader of the Cursed faction, is also the leader of the Tenth family.'

At least this was Quinn's theory on the matter. Additionally, from what they had found out, those vampires had seemingly worked in their factions for years, so did that mean that they had been vampires all along, or had Jim been going around, turning people this entire time?

Fortunately, Quinn had someone right in front of him who should be able to answer some of those questions. Since he had followed his command, Quinn was sure he could get him to talk via his Influence skill.

"Answer my questions." Quinn demanded as his eyes continued to glow red. "Tell me, who do you work for?"

The man's eyes started to fade, and he began to talk in a monotone voice.

"I was an agent working for the Vampire King, but later I was approached by someone who did something that changed me. Now I work for someone else."

'An agent for the old king? Are these the vampire agents that I was meant to be looking for? So originally they were vampires sent by the king, but then he said someone changed him.'

"What do you mean changed you? Who did such a thing, was it Jim? Was it one of the Enos?" Quinn asked in a firmer voice.

However, the old man didn't reply, and his mouth just continually twitched. This was something that hadn't happened before.

"Answer me!" Quinn nearly shouted, but nothing was working.

'Quinn, I think it's pointless.' Vincent intervened. 'It appears that something has been done to these vampires, something beyond a simple Influence skill. I can only a.s.sume that it has to do with our ability. Only the caster will have an idea of what they have done to the vampire.'

'Usually, if someone knows about the question you ask them they will still answer, but he is not speaking at all as if there is a type of block.'

Getting rid of the influence skill, the vampire's eyes came back to life, and he realised that he had been put under a spell.

"I feel bad for you." Quinn spoke. 'I'm a.s.suming that you didn't choose to join Jim out of choice, but instead he came to all the spies and did something to you all."

Although the vampire couldn't speak, or make a type of signal that would indicate that it was true. He did wonder. 'How does such a young vampire know that it was Jim? And who exactly is this person, I don't remember anyone like this back in the Vampire World.'

"Look, I'm willing to help you. As long as you cooperate there might be a way for me to break this spell from you." Quinn tried to convince the other. Although he wasn't referring to himself, but instead he was referring to Richard Eno. He was the one person that should be able to do something about it.

Still, the frightened look on the vampire's face said it all. Even though Quinn was strong, he seemed to possess a deeper fear for whoever changed him.

"You see this s.p.a.ce here? You can stay here and you will travel with me. No one will be able to find you, and trust me the person who I am thinking of, will be able to fix you. He's one of the Originals." Quinn revealed, rea.s.suring the man.

For a second, the fear had diminished quite a bit, and Quinn could feel the resistance in his hands going away. Because of this, Quinn decided to let go, and the vampire smiled.

"I really didn't want to do any of what was happening, but I had to! Orders just seemed to come to me-" in the middle of speaking the old man's hands raised to his neck, yet from the look on his face he didn't even seem aware of himself doing it. They moved, slitting his own throat, killing him instantly.

"d.a.m.n it!" Quinn shouted, rus.h.i.+ng over to the vampire, but he had died too fast for Quinn to do anything about it.

'What was that just now? He seemed to have been convinced, so did Eno just control him? But how? What the h.e.l.l kind of overpowered ability is that that your family had!' Quinn asked in frustration, mad at himself for not having taken precautions and crushed his hands beforehand.

'I don't know what that was. Perhaps there was a condition, a broken rule, or at worse…. Jim might have been able to see everything and control him at any time, similar to the Demon tier beast you just faced.' Vincent stated his own theories on how it had been possible. It was a long shot, but their family members had used the equivalent exchange ability in different ways, and there was always the chance they had gotten certain abilities from someone else somewhere.

'I guess that's all we can do for now.' Quinn replied, as he looked at the vampire, who had died. Ironically, he had died with a smiling face. For a second Quinn had given him hope, telling him that he could help him, and then he had made the wrong decision, allowing the man to unwillingly end himself.

Returning back to the room, Quinn held the old man's corpse in his hands. It seemed like Quinn had come at an awkward time as everyone was celebrating, and Owen was standing on his two feet.

The healers had managed to finally heal Owen, allowing him to make an almost full recovery. He would still need to have plenty of rest, and more time for healing, but it was a big step in the right direction.

As such, Quinn coming up holding a dead body in his hands was raining down on everyone's parade.

"So he really was a traitor?" Owen questioned in a serious tone.

"I'm not too sure about that now." Quinn only mumbled.

With the lead on Jim gone like that, there was still one more person that he could go talk to, hopefully without messing up again. The a.s.sa.s.sin that had been caught in the ice, that was currently with Oscar.

However, what Quinn didn't know was that a certain video tape had ended up in the hands of Oscar. One that the Commander was currently watching with mixed emotions.

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