The Accidental Vampire

Lilith was somewhat surprised at Atlas\' Knowledge. Even though she herself allowed him to use her Grimoire to study up, he hadn\'t expected her to remember all the spells so well.

However, she could also see that he was right. His words made sense as well. If she used the spell that he wanted, then it was indeed possible.

She still had to convince the other side with her words to help her in creating a linking formation which wasn\'t an easy task since she wasn\'t that well liked by the other Witches, but it still was possible to some extent.

"Can you pull it off?\' Atlas asked, seeing Lilith lost in some thoughts. "I can, but... It will not be easy. And the possibility of success is really low. For a moment, I might be able to convince all the Witches to come to meet me, but convincing them to make a link formation for me near their base is going to be pretty hard."

"And if the distance is too much, then it\'s also not certain if I\'ll actually be able to get through to them," Lilith explained, letting out a sigh.

"Can I help you increase the chances somehow?" Atlas asked.

"You can\'t. I\'ll have to do it alone. Even though they don\'t like me, I\'ll try to convince them to the best of my abilities. But if I can\'t succeed, you won\'t blame me. Deal?"

"Don\'t worry. I won\'t blame you." Atlas agreed. "If you fail, give me a chance to talk to them. And if I fail as well, then I\'ll drop this plan. However, I\'m sure we won\'t fail. With the kind of situation we are in, even the Witches won\'t be able to reject us. And if anything, just offer them something in return to convince them."

"It should be possible one way or another," he added. It was still the worst case scenario. If they were actually lucky, they might not need to do this at all. Instead, the Prince might be in a nearby area, which was the best case scenario."

The group was still inside the carriage. They weren\'t even halfway to their destination, and they already had a plan and the backup plan. The plan used only Atlas, while the backup plan was a proper war.

"There\'s still one more thing to be concerned about." Now that Atlas looked like he was really convinced of this plan, it was evident to Luna that he wasn\'t going to listen to him. If he was really convinced to just go there alone, she wanted him to be safe, at least.

"What problem?" Atlas asked, wondering what problem she was talking about especially.

Luna explained, "You are going there alone to fight, and if you take my brother hostage, we win. But what if you are taken hostage? What if the battle doesn\'t go as you planned? We need a way to bring you back as well because if you\'re taken hostage, it would be very bad for everyone."

"Right Lilith?" she asked Lilith. "If Castiel is taken hostage, will you be able to continue fighting with such patience? What if they also ask you to stop fighting in exchange for Castiel? If they take him hostage, they can essentially ask us to do anything! Isn\'t that a problem?"

"That is right," Lilith agreed. "If they take him hostage, then it will be quite bad for us. They are specifically targeting him, and if he gets him, things won\'t be good.\'

"Exactly!" Luna exclaimed. "That\'s why we need something else as well. We need a way to bring Castiel back in case things go south."

"I can use teleportation to get out of there if things don\'t go as I planned," Atlas responded, not finding it a big problem. With his teleportation, he didn\'t need to worry about being caught. Moreover, it wasn\'t a proper war but more of a sneak attack.

"That won\'t work inside the ships. So if you\'re depending on your skills of being able to teleport away, that\'s not it. The Ships seal and space inside them. You can\'t create even Smallest disturbance in space inside, and without such disturbance, even your teleportation won\'t work," Luna reminded Atlas. "It\'s not to be forgotten."

"That\'s why you need to be outside in case you want to be able to leave. If you enter the ship to capture my brother, coming out won\'t be as easy."

"So I need to draw them outside?" Atlas asked. "If the ship is a dangerous place, I can draw them outside in some way. Argh, I\'ll deal with these problems when the time comes. Don\'t worry about me being able to return. I\'ll find a way to come back on my own."

"The most important thing for now is finding his location. Everything else can come later," he let out, not bothering with the rest for now.

It was just the start, after all. "Instead, you should tell me more about your brother only. I want to know how he fights. What is his strength? I already know that his anger is his weakness, so I will deal with that accordingly. Tell me about his strengths for now."

"When it comes to fighting,his fighting style is somewhat similar to be, but many times more lethal," Luna explained, only to receive a glare from Atlas.

"You do realize that I don\'t know your fighting style either, don\'t you?"

For them, he was supposed to be someone who had lost his memories. How was he going to know just what she was capable of? He didn\'t even see her fight before, let alone taking a guess as to how far ahead of her the Prince could be. He

"Ah, right. I forgot about your memories. To show you how I fight, I\'ll be needing a larger area. When we are at our destination, I\'ll show you my fighting style."

"I\'ll also tell you the difference between my style and my brothers. Unfortunately, I don\'t think you can understand just how strong he is compared to me based on my words. I\'ll try my best to help you understand though."

Misella was still immersed in her meditation, for some reason, not hearing a single word that was being spoken outside. In fact, noticing her still being immersed, Lilith was quite impressed.

If Misella could be so dedicated to her meditation, that meant she truly had a great focus. It also meant that her control of her strength could be really great. People with such great focus always learn faster.

At the same time, she wondered just what specialty Misella had received. All of the four Progenitors had something that made them different from the others. For example, Castiel was able to use spells, which the other three Progenitors couldn\'t do.

Similarly, the other three Progenitors were each able to do something which Atlas couldn\'t do. Based on that logic, Lilith was sure that Misella was also going to have something similar. She wasn\'t sure at this point what it was, but she quite hoped it was also the ability to use spells as that was her expertise.

If Misella could also control spells like Atlas, then Lilith could teach him much better. She could depart all her knowledge to help Misella. However, that was only a guess for now. She knew that she needed to wait to find out, at least until Misella had her first feeding.

The carriage kept moving in the silence of the night as no one talked about the plan anymore. The framework of their war was already prepared by them. All they needed were for the final pieces to fall in their places.

The war was on the horizon, and only they could stop it by succeeding. If they couldn\'t, the war had the potential to burn everything in its path. Atlas knew just how much burden was on his shoulders. At any cost, he needed to kidnap the young Prince right from under the noses of his strongest warriors.

"I\'ll be taking some fresh air." He told the others before opening the door. He flew on top of the carriage and closed the door.

He sat on the top of the carriage, getting fresh air on his face. To calm his head, he needed to be under the moonlight, feeling that cold air brush up against his skin.

He lied down and kept gazing at the moon. For some reason, this was the place that he enjoyed the most. The open surroundings, no obstruction for wind, and the beautiful moon in the sky. This place to rest made him feel very free; such wasn\'t the case inside the carriage, as looking at the grim faces of others only made him think about the future.

Here, he could forget about everything and just go back to his childhood, where he used to sleep on the roof under the moon, free of all tensions.

"Lord Castiel, when you were here, were you also used to feeling this stressed in wars?" he asked, talking to himself.