Wholly Undead 141 Trial by Holy Fire

Jack's bony hand squeezed the last of the golden blood from his hand to drip into her quivering mouth. Her eyes focused on the last drop, as it fell past her nose and out of her vision.

Eris then swallowed the flaming liquid down.

Jack was going to give this Vampire Princess some space, but her heart rendering scream seemed to scratch the inside of his skull. The only other being he knew that could scream like this was Leslie...

[So, I was right...] Jack cradled the Princess' head with his right hand and looked for a way to fix her.

Eris' mind piercing scream ended abruptly, as her expression alternated between absolute pleasure and horrific torture. At this point, Jack had no idea how to make this situation any better, or who to call, as Eris spasmed in his hold.

Jack mentally sighed, as he seen this woman curl up like a prawn, [Well, she was either going to die due to starvation or because of my blood... What difference does it make? I just have to ease her death and figure out how I'm going to explain this to her subjects.] Jack was already preparing for the worst within his mind.

Now that Eris was shaped like a prawn, she had ceased her screaming but now gritted her teeth so hard that they threatened to break. In her mind, she remembered the most dreadful object in all of creation for Vampires... The Sun! She had read up on the sun many times, as she always wanted to know the difference between the Light of the Sun, that existed in the Overworld, compared to the Light of Glowstones in the Underworld... Why did Glowstone not hurt Vampires, but the Sun did? Wasn't Light... Light?

But these thoughts weren't present in her mind, only that she felt she was standing naked before the might of the Sun... As a newborn Vampire would be tossed into the Sun for death as punishment.

Jack watched on, as her body ignited in flames, burning off all of her garments. Her black corset, right down to her buckled shoes were burned away only leaving behind a thin, but curvy body.

Flames danced around her body and licked her skin as they rose high. Parts of the bed she laid on would ignite, as Jack would put them out with a wave of his hand, his intentions made manifest. Jack could see the Vampire Princess holding on, and her eyes turning crimson, as she closed them tight.

Soon the flames died down, and parts of the bed were only singed, mostly at the corners, but a thought occurred to Jack, as he continued holding on to this literally red-hot vixen.

[Shouldn't... Shouldn't she burn up with the clothes?] Jack looked on helplessly. Now that her clothes were gone, she began to wallow, and pull on his arms... As if she wanted to crawl on top of him, as her eyes went in and out of focus. He tried his best to understand what she was saying in her mumbling delirium.

Jack looked on in disbelief, as in her thrashing the Vampire Princess' fangs, the symbol of a Vampire fell from her mouth. He saw one of the fangs ejected from her mouth, with a toss of her head, and the second fang fell into her mouth.

Jack without thinking, pulled on the back of her neck, in her struggles, and quickly stuck his left hand's two bony fingers down her mouth and extracted the last fang. He held the fang between his fingers, just before being knocked from his hands, by another wild convulsion by the Vampire Princess.

Even Jack didn't understand why he stopped her from swallowing the fang... In death or not, what did it matter...? But for someone reason, he felt she wasn't going to die...

[Her fangs came out... Is she going to become human again???] Jack wondered!

After a few more moments of reckless throws, Jack watched as she began to calm down, with a blissful look on her face. He eased her back on the bed, as she perspired continuously. Her skin was a deep shade pink but was rapidly shifting back to the pale white he had first seen, though she no longer had the sickly green undertones.

Jack continued to hold her head, as he looked over her. He hadn't realized it, because he had assumed, she would meet true death, but she was a gorgeous woman... She would have ruled the movie or model world in his last life. Jack would swallow hard himself, and for once was thankful he didn't have flesh, so he didn't have to face the embarrassment of a man.

After pulling back his gaze from certain peaks, he looked to her face, and saw that new fangs were growing in!!!

[What the hell?] Jack assumed that she lost her fangs, she would turn human... Curing her of sorts, but it seemed that she grew new fangs... But why?

He watched as these new fangs grew at a rapid speed, and these were... [Why are they gold! Golden teeth??? She drank my blood, and now she's crunk... I don't want to stay in this world anymore...] Jack couldn't help himself, as his mind tried to understand this Vampire's situation. The fact she was still alive was beyond him in the first place, but now she had grown golden fangs... What did that mean? How did that work? Why did that happen? Too many questions, he could only hope this crazy thing would know.

As the fangs grew to the length of her original ones, she calmed down and opened her eyes to look into the flaming eyes that stared into her most private of places, her soul...

She straightened out her arms, and wrapped them around Jack's robed neck, as she tried to pull herself again, into his embrace.

"Ahem." A sound emitted behind Jack, as he looked behind him with Eris still nude, and still hanging from his neck.

Leslie floated over, as she gazed at the nude Vampire Princess dangling from the God-King of Deagoth...

"We should call you the God-Perv, instead, don't you think?" Leslie asked with humor.

"No, damn it! You are not to just float in here, as the last moment, and find me in a compromising position with this woman!" Jack was angry as if this wasn't the most expected outcome the moment the Vampire Princess lost her clothes.

"...What are you talking about... I've been here since she started to scream... I believe that half the Kingdom heard her. Julia is doing her best to pacify subjects."

"Oh..." Jack felt slightly embarrassed about his assumption. He felt she should have known she would have come running at the first moment of trouble, perhaps he did watch too much anime in his last life.

Jack turned back to the bed and pulled his head from under her arms as if he was taking off a necklace. He laid her back in the bed, as she tried to wiggle her way back up his arms.

"Clingy little minx, isn't she?" Leslie remarked as she floated next to Jack.

"No kidding... I feel like she's part octopus."

"What's an octopus?"

"Ah... It's like a spider in the Ocean, but instead of stiff legs, they are tentacles." Jack spoke casually.

"Like a Deep Ocean Red Kraken?"

"Sounds about right." Jack offhandedly said, after hearing the word Kraken... He'd have to find out just what in the Underworld that was in detail, later.

"Shhhh, Shhhhh, Shhhhhhh." Jack soothed.

"Rest, Vampire Princess, rest. You're tired." Jack continued.

"Eris." Jack heard the most normal sounding words from this woman finally issued, but they still carried with it a noticeable enticement.

"Your name?" Jack questioned.

Eris nodded her head.

"Then Princess Eris rest. I will check on you later."

"Call me your pet." Eris still squirmed into Jack's embrace, as he kept pulling off her arms. Leslie simply stood by and watched with amusement. Eris couldn't see her and didn't care about who or what was talking to her god.

"Princess Eris, I don't think this is appropriate, now rest!" Jack struggled.

"Call me your pet, and I will listen to my god. Only my god will call me his pet!" Eris continued her assault.

[Where did this woman get all this energy!] Jack began to curse in his mind.

"Why don't you just do it and see if she will listen. Don't you want to call such a beautiful female creature your pet?" Leslie said with a laugh in her voice.

"Damn it, girl! Just whose side are you on?" Jack scowled.

"The one that is amused." Leslie tilted her head, as she floated behind Eris to watch from the other side, as Jack was trying his best to pull her away from himself. Leslie nodded internally, that she was sticky like a dark dwelling mud toad.

Finally, Jack gave up, after a few more of his commands fell on deaf ears, he stopped fighting with Eris as he stood up to his impressive height.

"My pet Eris lay down, and be a good girl. You need to rest." Jack finally spoke with his most commanding of tones, with a hint of gentleness.

Eris stopped as she was going to finally get into his embrace, as she slid down from her god, and back on to the bed. At no point did she try to cover herself, as she enjoyed being gazed at by those flaming eyes. She felt whether or not she wore clothes in front of those flaming eyes didn't make a difference. They made her feel nude either way, as she put one finger in her mouth, as she looked up in the skeletal face of her god.

[Don't look at me like that, aghhh... I need to spend some time with Leslie or Emily... Maybe both... And a censer of burnt offerings... two censers of burnt offerings.] Jack was mentally planning for the evening.

Jack reached over and picked up Eris. He walked to a new bed, to put her on clean sheets. He then took a nearby folded blanket to cover her.

"I will send someone to bathe you soon." Jack nodded, as he began to float to leave the room followed closely by Leslie.

From behind, Jack could hear a spoiled voice, "No... I want my god, my owner to bathe me."

Jack was so tired from his earlier exchange he didn't fight, "I'll be back for you." He simply said as he left. It was only now that, when Eris requested to be bathed personally by Jack, did Leslie furrowed her brows, as they left together.

Chapter end