Villain of my own novel

Goatee was dragged out of the challenge ground and the innocent guy, wearing glasses walked in, he gave off a 'everybody is my friend' vibe and walked in with a kind smile, the way he kept that smile on his face gave me creeps.

'Guh, he looks like a kidnapper offering candies to kids.'

"Creepy basta*d." I mumbled in low tone.

He stood before me.

"Let's have a good match." 'fake' said.

".... You know why you are here, don't you?" I asked sarcastically.

"Yes, because you have challenged us." He still had his kind smile.

He looked like a doll which is stitched to smile, you look at the doll for 5 minutes and it gives you creeps. Now, I was in exactly that situation, the more I look at him the more eerie feeling I got.

'If it was not for Quinn, I would have instantly erased the existence of this son of a bit*h.'

"If I win, I'll take your rank, so be careful and don't talk to me, creepy basta*d." I said making it loud and clear for him. His smile flattered for an instant but soon returned to his creepy smile.

I noticed how his smile flattered, I grinned and decided to f**k him up without giving him any chance.

"Oi, start it." I said to referee.

He nodded and began the fight.

"Begin."

I just stood there nonchalantly. 'Fake' appeared in front of me and jabbed with his right, halted in the middle and punched my stomach from his left which formed a circular wind pressure.

BOOM

I held he left hand with my right, clenched it and lifted my left arm, he flinched from my actions and made a pitiful expression. I bought my left hand near my mouth and yawned. His face muscles relaxed after looking at my action, I grinned inwardly and slapped his cheek instantly.

PATT

"..."

"..."

The slap reverberated throughout the arena, no one dared to make a single sound. I glared at him, he frowned and his smiling face was no where to be seen, but suddenly, he put back his creepy smile on his face and turned to face me.

PATT

I slapped him again, he cheek had turned blue and a bead of blood trickled down his nose, but he still kept his smile. I don't feel any sympathy for him, not even a bit, I have no clue why he is acting all innocent when he clearly frowned after the first slap, but I was set on unmasking him today.

"Oi, don't you think it's enough?"

"Yea, stop that, you son of a bit*h."

"Get out of here, you basta*d"

The audience started to boo me, not that I give a f**k, but I was surprised to a entirely different reason.

"You tamed quiet a few, huh?" I said, smirking.

"..." he smiled at me.

PATT

'What are you smiling at, son of a bit*h' I slapped him again and released my grip on his left hand, he jumped back and relaxed his left hand. There were 5 red marks on his left hand, it looked like my fingers had dug into it.

BOOM

Thick red hue poured out of his body, hue surrounding him looked very close to a loose cape.

"This!!"

"Is that aura?"

"No, it just mana pressure."

Audience rejoiced looking at a young mage who can control his mana pressure. But truth was too far from it.

"..... It's blood." I mumbled.

Yes, it was blood. He had controlled the blood so perfectly and made it appear like a hue. He spread the blood in air and controlled the spread blood to make it appear like a vile and concentrated the blood around him to make it look like aura or very close to hue.

'He is a goddamn vampire!'

'If you have high sensitivity of all senses then you could clearly smell blood coming out of him, you goddamn fools.'

"F**k!"

I disappeared from my spot, appeared before him and punched his stomach with full force.

BOOM

SPLURT

Blood flew everywhere and a clear hole appeared in his stomach, blood started to leak from his mouth. The Shirt turned red around the hole in his stomach but it didn't stop and it completely enveloped him. He became completely blooded and he turned into thick goo of dark red blood and it flopped to the ground creating a puddle of blood.

"Kyaaaa."

"Run!!"

"Help! Please!"

The audience were startled and started screaming for help.

"Shit, shit, shit!"

'it is a bad sign!' It means he is a ranked Vampire!.

'Vampires' they are a bunch of blood sucking undead. Their are 'Ranks' among them. There are total of six 'ranks': King, Duke, Marquis, Count, Viscount and baron. With 'King' being the highest and 'Baron' being the lowest. The ranked Vampires can walk around sunlight like any other normal human being which makes it hard to find the ranks.

"If he was a 'Thrall' I would have killed him with a flick of my finger, these f**king ranked Vampires all start from above rank-S!"

'Thralls' they are the slaves or 'ex- humans' who decided to follow vampires by throwing away everything, they become devotees of the vampires in hopes of climbing Vampire 'ranks.' Though it is just a futile dream of the weak.

I was in panic not because I can't fight, but because there are people around and the more people die the more stronger he'll become.

"I didn't think, I would be figured out so early, that to without completing any plan 'completely.'"

He mumbled and I heard him because I was on high alert in hopes of finds him, there was a puddle of blood below me, so if he wanted to materialize the puddle in front me is the best choice, but he had spread his blood and made it look like aura, so I can't let my guard down.

He could just intrude anybody in here and kill him from the inside to materialize, so I could only hope he would just materialize in front of me, but..... My hopes were for naught.

PAP (5)

Suddenly 5 random people exploded in the arena which was filled in panic and chaos.

"KAYAAAA."

"Help!"

"Run!"

"You guys are f**king HEROES, at least act like one!" I roared which caused fear for some and calmed some.