I BROUGHT YOU TO LIFE

SO THAT I CAN HEAR YOU SCREAM

She had yet to regain her strength completely, but the sudden appearance of Jumanji had left a bad taste in her mouth and she was on edge more so than before. She could not simply be so still in the confines of her den for days on end, no matter if her newborns were accompanying her or not. There was a drive to escape the thick air of the hole - something tugged at her to leave just for a short while and it drove her to near insanity before she finally conceded. With a bit of reluctance, the pale witch left the safe haven that her children slept soundlessly in, giving one final look at the trio before walking away.

There was no direction that she knew she was heading in, this was her first true day alone in the terra and so she merely walked aimlessly, turning here and there as she felt she needed to. The essence of the moorland was charming, in a morbid sense of the word, and the ever present fog that embraced her livid form only heightened her desire to remain here. Why would she ever want to leave this place of dark secrets and desires - and for a land that was situated near the ocean? The vivid eyed succubus could not imagine herself living in the midst of such a place; it always smelled foul, of fish and of salt, the weather was atrocious on many occasions, and he had the audacity to suggest she join him there? Absurdity. That's what it was.

Her train of thought was now broken as she traipsed through the bog, the strong scent of birthing was becoming even thicker in the air and before Lurid was capable of pinpointing where the female lay, a voice called out gently. Pale ears perked at the name spoken and she was quick to round a boulder to see the lilliputian form of a pup laying alone, in the open, with the presence of the mother now disappeared. For a long moment, she stared, her gaze blank yet her mind was working at a hundred miles a minute. Had this truly just happened? An abandonment? The new mother made haste in the next moment, lingering no longer in the distance as she approached the child and nudged him with her liver colored nose. He still smelled of the mother - a scent that Lurid would not so easily forget. Let the slattern return to Iromar and she will have her dues to pay. A low rumble accompanied the vile thoughts that corrupted the temptress' mind as she looked around for any remnants of the female. Emptiness. She was once more alone, yet not completely, she had a babe to bring back to her litter. Perhaps the boy's warm tones would convey that he is not a true blooded brother to the others, but Lurid would see to it that he was treated no differently. He was now her's. Alucard, the bloodthirsty one. The words resounded in her mind as she recalled what the bitch had said just before her departure.

The child whined and pleaded for sustenance and without a moment longer of waiting, the blanched femme picked him up and carried him back to her den site, laying him carefully among his new siblings as they called out in protest of the new movement. Her lithe body curled around the now quadruplet litter, her fire licked pup standing out like an ember in the night. Or of blood in the shadows. He was her Alucard. She gently caressed each child with her tongue, allowing them to suckle once more and drift into their peaceful slumber.

×fem ◦ five yrs ◦ ♥none ◦ ∞none ◦ δtaji,malum,mara ◦ unchained×»