Chương 82: The Mark Of Death

Gerard clenched his jaw hard, and put his hand on his chest by reflex. From there he felt a faint pain, as if that bastard was still mocking him even in death. Lucas enjoyed his expression fully, then glanced at his chest.

"You know that you've been marked, right?"

"The mark of death!" Gerard gritted his teeth as he pronounced those words with hatred. He then uncovered his upper chest. On his left side of the chest, there was a horrific scar embedded on his skin. It was in the form of a scythe, representing the reaper. Lucas nodded, satisfied with this sight.

"Good… you didn't forget. It's your fate Gerard…why fight the inevitable?"

"Inevitable?!" Gerard shouted and pointed his trembling finger at Lucas.

"I will have my revenge! And you will bear the sins of your damned grandfather!" Lucas merely glanced at his outburst one more time, then turned his head towards Chris.

"It's time you lower the gun, at this close distance it's useless anyway." Chris looked at him coldly, then glanced at Allison with hesitation. Seeing the look she gave him, finally made him lower his gun. Gerard was now trembling with anger, especially after seeing that everyone was ignoring him. Achieving his goals, Lucas decided to leave. He pulled Allison with him outside, and gave Chris and Gerard a happy smile.

"You looked like a villain…" Once outside, Allison couldn't help but remark teasingly. His smug expression froze, he was obviously the good guy facing the evil old bastard. Lucas gave her a helpless look, then pinched her nose.

"Don't forget to watch out for Gerard." He then glanced back at the house thoughtfully.

"Now with Kate gone, he needs someone new to brainwash into a psychopath." This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author's consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. She nodded in agreement.

"I'll be careful, I don't like him either." Allison then gave him a goodbye kiss, and entered the house. Back inside Chris' office, Gerard swept everything in sight, he looked like an enraged old bull.

"That damn Ashford kid!" He breathed heavily, as he thought of Lucas' smug expression. He should have strangled him on the spot. Chris was standing beside him with his arms crossed.

"What does the mark of death mean?" Although he heard a lot about the Ashfords, this wasn't included. Finally calming down a bit, Gerard glanced coldly at his son.

"It means that I'm fated to die, according to those bastards, those that committed unforgivable sins are to be marked and hunted till they are dead." Chris gazed at him in confusion.

"If they managed to mark you, why didn't they just kill you then?"

"You think that I know?!!" His saliva sprayed all over the place.

"Every single one of them are sick bastards, for centuries they have been marking people with this symbol…" At the end of his speech, Gerard's voice became lower.

"…And every single one of them was killed…" Chris observed his father in astonishment, this was the first time he had seen that look on his face. Although his face was distorted by anger, he could see the flicker of fear in his eyes.

"No!" Gerard paced around the room anxiously.

"We must find a way… and kill that boy!" His eyes regained their former sharpness. Gerard wished for nothing more than to kill Lucas now, and bring an end to his family. While the two were speaking, Allison was listening to all of their conversation. When she heard Gerard saying that, her heart stopped for a second, then she gazed towards the room coldly. •••• The night passed by peacefully for Lucas. As soon as he woke up, he prepared his hunting tools. He didn't get any new info about shapeshifters from Mary.

But he was not in a hurry, because he had hunting targets to pick from Beacon Hills. After finishing all the preparations, Lucas headed towards the basement, and took half of the gold. Last night he calculated its worth, and it was half a million dollars. He felt that he should start thinking about methods to make more money. Lucas then drove off, heading straight towards John's house. He knocked on the door slightly. It didn't take long for him to hear a pair of lively feet heading straight for the door.

When the door opened, a 6-year-old little girl appeared. She was wearing teddy bear pajamas, and with it a cute pink wizard hat. The moment the little girl laid eyes on him, her eyes sparkled in joy.

"Lu.. Lucas!" She eagerly gestured with her hands. Lucas smiled and took her in his arms.

"What's little Hope doing awake at this hour?" He then gently scratched her cheeks. Hope smiled happily at this gesture, then started talking.

"I need to help daddy cook." She tried to make a serious face, but her cheeks puffed out.