Wholly Undead 172 Prophecies and Proposals

"Emily... I know your prophecy states you have to be married, but I have a body ready for you." Jack spoke to Emily who was sitting in his lap, as she continued to gaze as her ring, as she and Jack conversed.

"...You said something like that earlier... How is that possible?"

"I brought yours back when I brought Joan's back."

"Joan... Oh, I see... What does it look like?"

"Peerless."

"Better than Leslie?" Emily tilted her head.

Jack made an audible couching sound, to cover up the question. Emily thought this was cute, as she knew he was trying... How obvious could you be as a Skeletal undead?

She thought to be mischievous and push the issue, "You might want to get that cough checked with Doctor Hollowell, but I wanted to know does it look better than Leslie?"

"This... Ah, well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

"Does your gaze behold it?" Emily pressed forward.

"...You really want to know...?"

Emily broke her gaze on her ring, as she looked up to Jack, and nodded.

"I don't know how it will be when you assume the form, but I can tell you that it's in no way inferior to Leslie," Jack said finally.

Emily finally feeling good, decided to let Jack off with these words.

"Alright. I already have a ring. Wedding or not, I believe I can qualify as your wife, so I think it would be great to assume my new body. I would like to have my wedding in an adult body anyway..." Emily looked at the same arms of herself that she had seen every day for the last forever.

Jack tousled her hair, as he felt better in his heart. Lolis were justice, but he needed to thicken the plot.

"I need to seek Leslie, as well," Jack spoke after a period of silence between the two.

"You want to give her a ring?" Emily asked as she looked back to hers.

"I'm not going to lie. Yes, she is my first Consort. I've done wrong by proposing to you first."

"Well, you are going to marry her first, so I guess this makes us even," Emily said after a brief moment.

"When do you want to have your coming of Age Ceremony?"

Emily shrugged, "Today, tomorrow, next week... I've been in this form for such a long time, that a few days doesn't matter. You pick."

"Alright. Then tomorrow." Jack nodded.

"Alright. That's decided." Emily felt sweet that Jack pushed the date so close, and didn't put it off into the far distance when given the choice.

After a few more words, Jack left Emily within his evening tomb for a nap. Even as he saw the lid of the tomb sliding back, Emily was still gazing at her ring.

Jack nodded a few times, and then looked down... He had been a nude skeletal this entire time...

[Best not to think about it.] Jack shrugged and went to his wardrobe and got a simple robe.

Wearing the robe, he then turned to leave the room.

As he left the room, he saw two Holy Sentinels guarding the door. These silent guards immediately kneeled at his approach.

Jack looked at these seldom seen guards of his and nodded.

"You are both among many of unsung heroes." Jack took a step and patted them both of them on their shoulders. He felt this way ever since they were able to combat that Bat Man assassin. What he owed them wasn't a little, even if it was their job.

Jack couldn't see their faces behind the white cloth that covered their faces, but he felt they smiled...

"I'm going to visiting some people. So, as you will."

Both of these mysterious Holy Sentinels disappeared from their spots as if they were never there, to begin with.

Jack mentally frowned, [Note to self. Learn more about these Holy Sentinels.]

Jack went to his office, and with his intentions, the door opened, and he floated inside. Laying on his desk was his most prized possession... His laptop.

Jack floated around his desk and took a seat. He opened the Laptop, and with a flicker of the screen, Tux appeared.

"Tux, please scan my body, and save this information under Project: Self-Discovery."

After Tux chimed, Jack stood and allowed himself to be scanned in the same way that he had his soul scanned by Tux.

After completing this task, Jack sat down.

"Tux... Cross check my Skeletal Structure, components, and any information you can find with all information contained in your memory banks.

"Reporting to Creator, complete."

Jack was slightly startled by the speed but was pleased.

"Tux, before I ask you to report the specifics, what is the likely odds that my body is the former Lich Kings."

"Reporting to Creator... With an overall lack of information, estimation variance is well beyond-"

"Just report, please."

"Reporting to Creator. Creator's body matches descriptions of the Lich King by an estimated 77.6%"

"..." Jack twitched in his chair... At this moment, he thought he could hear 'Yoggi' laughing again...

Jack looked up into the air to listen carefully but heard silence... Jack shrugged.

"Tux what are the runic inscriptions on my bones?"

"Reporting to Creator. Runic inscriptions match ancient Holy Text of the Holy Order of the Runic Knights of the Overworld, as described in the journals of Leonic The Fallen during the Lich King era.

"...Overworld..."

Jack knew of the existence of the Overworld, but never in context.

"Tux, do you know what these runes mean?"

"Reporting to Creator, no translation found in databanks, but context clues leave me with no choice but to hypothesis the possibility of restraint."

[Restraint...] Jack thought for a few minutes trying to recall what happened when he killed that stupid monkey, but... He drew a few blanks.

[So, my body is the Lich Kings... That fucking note!] Jack thought back to the first note he found within his library left by the last guy...

[Wait... His name was Jack... My name is Jack... Fucking 'Yoggi' sent me to earth... I am the fucking last guy!!!] Jack slammed his fists on the desk, as the room shook around him. A painting on the wall tilted slightly, as a bit of dust fell from the ceiling.

Jack felt he touched upon the truth... He needed some answers, but to ask the fucker that knew wasn't going to be easy... Just what else did he have to offer that fucker...

Jack slumped back into his seat.

[Why didn't I marry Julia then...? What was I thinking? Fucking had Leslie by my side the whole time, but didn't take a shot at her??? What in the fuck!]

Jack mulled over why he did some of the shit he had in his life BEFORE last...

An unknown amount of time passed, when the door opened, startling Jack from his thoughts. He looked up to see a smiling Leslie slip into the room.

Jack sat up straight in his seat, as he saw Leslie gracefully make her way across the room, and around to him.

"Did you get things right with my little sister?"

Jack chuckled, "Yeah, and she might not be so little anymore from tomorrow on..."

"Oh?" Leslie wondered.

Jack explained what happened between him and Emily, and when he touched upon the ring, he saw that Leslie's brow twitched at one corner. He finished his story, never the less, and explained that tomorrow he was going to complete Emily's Coming of Age Ceremony.

Before Leslie opened her mouth to speak, Jack stood up from his seat and pushed it further behind him.

He kneeled down in front of Leslie. Leslie was startled, she knew Jack did something he called proposing for Emily and gave her a ring but didn't know exactly how he did it... Kneeling before her was never something that crossed her mind.

Jack thought to himself what kind of Ring would look good on Leslie. Last time, he made it without thinking for Emily, but this time he thought about the onyx look and wanted a pure one for Leslie.

With his hands whirling in the air, with his intentions, a solid black ring began to form under Leslie's curious gaze.

Finally completed, the ring fell into Jack's right hand. He held out his left hand, and Leslie on reflex extended her right hand.

"Leslie... I already asked Emily, but I want to ask you too... Will you take me as your Husband? Will you marry me?" Jack asked sincerely.

"...Yes, of course..." Leslie said with a black tear in the corner of her eye. She felt that this ceremony was strange at first, but now being on the receiving end... She wanted nothing more, than this.

Jack held that bony hand of Leslie... That same hand that turned to bones for his sake... Pure white Ivory, and flawlessly smooth. Jack could only think that his aesthetic changed when he came back to this world, or maybe it never changed, and it was always like this? He would think more on this later, as he only thought just how lovely Leslie was in this moment. Her grace, and flawlessness... Her bearing, and nature... Perfection embodied.

Jack used his right hand to slip the ring on to Leslie's ring finger.

Even though she saw the entire process of its creation, she brought it up to her face to look at directly.

She could see the black band didn't shine in the light but seemed to be eating it, like wearing a band of pure darkness. It stood out on her ivory white Ring Metacarpal bone.

Leslie looked over to Jack who was still kneeling and panicked as she reached out to help Jack up.

Jack stood to his full impressive height, to look down at Leslie. She looked up into his flaming eyes and felt that those fires that burned, burned gentle for her. She felt a warmth, as she looked down at the ring, and spoke.

"Does Emily's ring look the same as mine?" Leslie asked as she admired the ring. The more she looked at it... The more she liked it.

"No. Your ring is unique to you, just as you are unique to me. Special." Jack reached out, and pressed Leslie's body to himself, feeling the pressure of her chest against his spine, as Leslie only came up to just below Jack's ribcage standing... It went without saying that Jack enjoyed this feeling the most. Who said Skeletal Undead didn't like physical touch?

Leslie wrapped her arms around Jack feeling secure in this moment, and an unknown amount of time passed between the two as the enjoyed each other's embrace.

Chapter end