My Bloody Revenge
Chapter 42: Vampires

"There you are.” Jaze greets as soon as they enter the kitchen. "Did everything go well?" thequestion is directed more towards Lydoran than her.

"It went much better than I hoped for. She's taking everything surprisingly well for a newlychanged." Smiling he places a soft kiss to her temple

Jaze raises an eyebrow at the open display of affection. Surprise and curiosity flashes in his eyesas he looks at them both holding hands and generally touching each other. There is a silentquestion dancing in them too about what has happened but refrains from asking.

"Consort bond." Lydoran fills in bluntly as if knowing what's on his mind.

Stunned Jaze blinks in disbelief. "How the hell did that happen?”

"I'm wondering the same thing but not complaining though. Going to call Malarath later andsee if he can shed some light on the matter.”

"Congratulations to you both. Having a consort is a powerful thing and true eternal love isspecial among our kind." Jaze smiles brightly and hands out glasses filled with blood. The clankof glasses rings out in the kitchen as they make a toast to happiness and welcoming Lyra intothe world of shadows. Taking a zip of blood resulted in her doing a one shot and instead offeeling embarrassed she holds out her glass and politely asks for more. It's not as sweet,smooth or have the same richness as Lydoran's blood but it serves it purpose and she isn'tcomplaining.

"I forgot how thirsty a newly turned can be and still you show more restraint than most. Youkeep on surprising.” Jaze points out impressed.

"Another thing I need to ask Malarath about. Lyra doesn't act like the typical child. Lyra is toocontrolled, civil and have flawless manners. In short, the appearance has been altered butpersonality wise she’s pretty much the same.”

"You two make it sound like that would be something awful.” Lyra chimes in in mock offence,downing the content in two big gulps then serves herself a third serving which she sips insteadof devouring.

"Except for displaying a nice set of backbone and confidence.” Jaze teases affectionately."Before I forget, again.” mumbling the last part to himself. “Thought we could all go huntingafter sun down. Lots of darkness and little to no moonlight, which makes it a perfect night toturn vampire for the first time. Are you up for it, love?"

"Hell yeah! I wonder what I'll look like." Lyra shouts out all excited.

Lydoran let out a humorous chuckle before giving her a tender kiss. "You will look stunning likeno one else, shkoi amsolon.” (my eternity)

Lyra have no idea what he said but her entire body responded with a shiver and she imaginedhim saying it with fully elongated fangs.

"Someone is swooning and you, dear father, is lying it on thick by speaking shadow language""You have your own language?” Lyra looks from one to the other in amazement.

"We do but not many speak it. Lydoran here tried to teach me but I gave up. I can understandsome things but no way near all. But I do know he just called you his eternity.”

Secretly Lydoran wanted to be the one to tell her what it meant but he doesn’t mind that Jazedid it instead. Instead he decides to make that call so they can prepare for their hunting.Stepping a bit to the side he fishes out the phone and hits up Malarath's contact. Two sets ofeyes are on him as he listens to the dial tone but he ignores them.

"Speaking." a deep voice says in the other end.

"Rmeoj flijeron nomnde daf aljhmarth.” (greetings to you too father)

"Lydhromorna? Ahmno sqolp lo morgjlornhs, djoqilh? (Lydoran? What can I do for you, son?)"Amfantoj Lyra? Kvixes atrimas shkilj fa ajavoilm, dygh fo aftaronshkoi amsolon. Mhjerwymajlon mofklanat asl conforson omynal. Herrimy squamt omynal, aljhmarth.”

(Remember Lyra? She chose me as maker and is now my eternity. We somehow made aconsort bond. Really deep bond, father.)

There is a pause in the conversation.

"How deep?"

"We can calm each other down by touch or thought. Tingles, mind talking and feel if the otheris withing touching range, same building or even further away.”

"Anything else?"

"Avst (Yes), she is not acting like a typical child. After drinking from me she downed two wineglasses with blood and is only sipping on the third. Appears normal other than smaller changesin behavior but for the better. "

"Riasvoornot! (Congratulations) You have found yourself a pure one. We call them forlna. Souls.Rare but pops up every thousand year or around that. Are you still at the house I helped youwith?"

Lydoran can't help but smile at his blood father's eagerness. His voice went from questioning tochildlike within mere seconds.” Yes, we are and a room will be ready upon your arrival.” Theytalked for a few more minutes before saying good bye.

"It sounded so awesome!" Lyra shouts exited the moment he hung up. Eyes twinkling withfascination and she can barely stand still. "So, he is coming here? I get to meet your maker?"she more or less jumps up and down on the spot as she speaks in a fast pace.

"Calm down, love.” Enveloping her in a snug hug he effectively simmers her energy flow to amore manageable level. Leaning down he places a tender kiss on top of her head and looks overat a very entertained Jaze.

"Think its hunting time or the young one will tear apart the house. RACE YA!" Jaze shouts atLyra in challenge just before doing a mad dash for the door.

"DON'T! Sh-" sighing Lydoran pinches the bridge of his nose tiredly. "Don't or she'll break thehouse." he mutters to himself while looking at the smashed chair, broken door frame andcrooked door that barely stays on its hinges. Slowly following in their path of destruction hereplaces Jaze pinned to a tree. That sight improves his mood greatly after the stunt he just pulled."Serves you right." He tuts. With vampire speed he charges towards Jaze. "Boo!" he calls out inJaze'a face suddenly fully transformed. Jaze quickly turns as well, forcing Lyra to let go and backup a few steps. Standing there are two very beautiful creatures with magnificent wings andimpressive physique.

"Your turn, love. Think of your true self."

Closing her eyes, she focuses solely on her vampire self, trying to picture her demonicappearance and rather quickly feels a buzz like pain blossom to life but not entirely the same asduring the transition. She welcomes the pain. Embraces it. Even when falling down on all four.The skin on the back slowly gets ripped open bit by bit. Same on the lower part of her back andforehead. So much pain at the same time. Biting her lip as not to scream turns out to be a verybad idea when her fangs elongates and cuts the lower lip. When the pain engulfs her entirebody, she lets out a blood curling scream into the dark night. Nails turns into sharp claws whichshe digs deep into the ground. Just a little more and it will be over. She can feel it. Tries toendure the last bit by focusing on breathing. One last agonizing screams slips out and theneverything goes still. Breathing hard she slowly unfolds herself. Lyra allows herself a moment tocatch her breath before attempting to stand up but after a few failed tries she gives in.

"Help up please?" she pleads to no one in particular.

Strong hands grips either side of her waist and gently helps her to a standing position. It takes afew more minutes to adjust to the new body. It's not only wings but tail as well. More musclemass and new height.

"Never seen eyes like that..." Jaze whispers breathlessly.

"Or a body so enticing with a set of wings to match.” Lydoran finishes equally stunned.

Large wings with feathers black as darkest ink at the upper part of the wing and a fiery red atthe bottom. The middle has both colors meet in perfect harmony making the feathers shimmerpartially black, partially red. Dragon scaled tale in deepest red with black details. Her hair sovividly red and shimmering it really appears to be real fire. Eyes green like the brightest emeraldbut with an outer ring of purest silver, pupils the same as a snake. Ashen grey skin and blacktattoos. Everywhere a deep scar goes a tattoo covers it up, meaning half her body is adornedwith it. A few inches taller than in human form, thicker hair and well-defined muscles.

"Lucky little fucker you are." Jaze playfully punches Lydoran on the arm.

"Now now boys, play nice.” Lyra says with a voice even a siren would envy. Melodious with acertain type of curl sound to the end of every syllable spoken. Embracing Lydoran she teaseshim with little love bites and soothing licks before firmly pressing her lips against his in a firmkiss. Sneaking her tongue inside she plays with his and loving every second of their heated kiss."You little demon." he laughs out astonished. "Damn, you are perfection and all mine."

"What got you all possessive? Besides the obvious, of course.” Jaze wiggles his eyebrows in anobnoxious way just to be a tease.

"Tongue like a snake."

"Say no more." Jaze holds up his hands in a surrendering gesture. “Some people get it all.Laughing he pats Jaze on the shoulder. "Let the hunt begin.” Lydoran declares sprinting into thedark woods that surrounds them.