Ascension Of The Blood Throne by Mikel Wilson (red scrolls of magic .TXT) 📗

They sat in silence for a little while before Alisha walked calmly over to her daughter and asked, “How is the hunger, child?”

“Getting bad, Mom.” Lillith could feel herself weakening.

“I will go to the hospital and get some blood for you;

do not give in and begin feeding. It will change you. Call Mackinzie, have her and her parents here when I get back please. This is very important; we must get a handle on this hunger before you lose your humanity.”

Lillith texted Mackinzie, asking her to come over, but there was no reply, so she called and again, no reply. She worried something was wrong, so she decided to walk the short distance back to Mackinzie’s house. As she approached, she noticed the house looked dark and quiet, which was odd since she hadn’t been gone that long. She walked up the steps and rang the doorbell several times, but no one answered. Now really scared about what may have happened, she began knocking frantically and with the last hard knock, the latch gave, and the door creaked slowly open.

As she moved into the utter darkness, she stepped into something wet. The room smelled of blood, driving Lillith’s heightened senses crazy, and when she flipped on the light, she couldn’t believe what she saw. The horrors of what was left of Mackinzie's parents were lying face down on the living room floor, both bitten.

Lillith’s shock didn’t last long before the sight and smell of the blood triggered her animalistic tendencies. She tried to fight it, but she just wasn't strong enough. Without even realizing she’d moved, she was kneeling beside Mackinzie’s father and the fight was lost. She sank her teeth into his neck and began to feed.

He’d lost a lot of blood already, but Mackinzie’s dad was still alive as he weakly pleaded with her and tried to explain what had happened. “The man… He came here.

He said something to Mackinzie, and she did this to us. Please, please, I'm begging you to stop.”

As the blood did its job, Lillith came back to herself and stopped feeding. That’s when she could hear the softer sounds of voices from outside, and she walked over to the open balcony to find Mackinzie and Christian standing in the garden, talking quietly with each other. They turned as one to look at her, and she could see that both their faces were covered in blood.

“Your own parents! How could you do this to them, Mackinzie? They are your parents!”

“Yes, we talked about it, remember? They will be able to live forever now, just like us.” Mackinzie responded, sounding nearly brainwashed.

“Your mother is next,” Christian said as he bowed in greeting. “Then, we can go back to our island.” Kale appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, just as Christian turned toward him. It was as if he had summoned the driver and knew exactly when and where he’d make an appearance.

“We must get my soon to be queen’s parents and prepare them for the change,” the vampire said and Lillith felt uneasy at how quickly the other man obeyed.

Mackinzie wiped the blood from her lips and hugged Lillith. “Let's go make your mom a member of the family.” "Mom went to the hospital to get blood for us," Lillith started to explain without consciously meaning to give so much away, but before she could finish, Christian laughed. "It would seem you no longer need that either," he retorted, pointing to the blood drying on her chin.

Lillith quickly wiped her chin, and her heartbeat with terror at the thought of putting this curse upon her mother. She couldn't, could she? Then again, how could she live her life without her mom?

As Kale took Mackinzie’s parents to the van, the three of them walked to Lillith's house. The sound of the night rang through Lillith's ears. Every dog bark and howl of the wolves suddenly seemed to make sense to her.

"Unreal, isn’t it? It's amazing how a small change can open you up to the world you have always lived in and show you a side you never knew was possible. No longer are you hindered by your human restraints. You are now free," Christian declared as they made the short trip to Lillith’s home.

Lillith led them to the kitchen table and they sat to wait for her mom to get back.

Christian continued to explain things and talked of the glories of his home, the beauty of his castle, and the love of his people. All was well until Mackinzie asked about his father.

“He was a strong leader,” Christian responded, and his voice began to tremble as he went on. “I have been raised my entire life to be his heir although he never showed much interest in me. All I have ever wanted was to take the throne, to find my place as King of Taldor, to prove myself to my father. I shall finally be able to sleep peace‐ fully, no longer wondering if I could reach my full poten‐ tial because I will have reached it.

“My mother died when I was born, and he once told me that every time he saw my face, he saw her. It's a sad thing when a father can't show affection to his own son.”

Christian’s story was cut off when they heard Alisha entering the house.

Lillith ran to meet her, but her mother pushed her to the side quietly and whispered, “They are here, aren't they?” Lillith nodded, and her mother called out to them, telling them to come out.

As the pair entered the room, Christian bowed to her and introduced himself. “Hello, I’m sure you know by now that I am a vampire. To be more specific, I am Chris‐ tian of the Elite vampires, soon to be king of Taldor. I have come to offer you a life where you will never age, never die.”

He began to move toward her, and Alisha took a step backward. She held one hand out in a