40 Shaken Awake (2/2)
”Oh, don't be like that, Marss darling. Are you not even a little happy about the sweet band I have prepared for you?”
She seem to think of something while her last sentence finished it's journey throughout the room.
The unkown thought sunk into the depths of her mind, making her previously rosy cheeks now as red as Firnell's usual ones. The weak smile was evolving into a sort of possessed and frantic grin. Licking her lips while she immersed herself further into the idea.
And finally, as it burried itself into the consciousness, her eyes fully opened up. Glueing themselves on his body. Her new persona gave off a feeling of mad worship and excitement.
”Or..do you perhaps want me to join in, Marss darling?!”
She began to pant heavily as her cheeks further reedend. Not removing her eyes from him.
He was going to answer, but the husband was the first one to speak.
”Good! I have not enjoyed myself in a long time.”
The kind hearted smile aimed in his direction, and Branson softly spoke to him in a relaxed and excited tone.
Michael erases his answer, now only watching the old man look back at him with a serioues expression.
”I hope you do not disappoint neither me nor my wife, young man!”
He didn't know whetever to cry or laugh now. Only looking over the scene in front of him with wide eyes.
'What the f*** kind of place did I walk into?!'
Michael closed his eyes. Remebering the first day he had arrived into this world. Savoring the words given to him by the one who promised him a certain wish.
Opening them once more, he looked back at the absurd scene. Reminiscing on the person he had been back on earth.
”Have I fallen so low? Did I really change this much only because of the death of some foolish child?”
His tired and self-belittling question made the surrounding people puzzled.
”Marss darling, what are you talking about?”
He looked towards Lissanna. Not knowing what to say back to her.
The uncertainty grew into a mild smile. He looked at the stunning woman before him, and then at the rest of the girls. Of course, ignoring Branson.
”I am very grateful that you have given me all this, Lissanna.”
He returned his gaze back to hers, fully engraving the detailes of her red dimples and seductive smile into his mind.
”I will be honest, My lady. Any man would be able to die fulfilled if given such a grand present...”
She smiled deeper at him, brushing her hand onto the backside of the attire she currently wore.
”Then let us not waste any more tim..”
”However.”
He looked back at the small parade of fools lined before him. Replacing the image with one belonging to his mother and father, then one of his traitorous sworn brother.
His mucles began to shake. Tightening the grip each chain had on his body.
Lissanna unlocked part of her costume, exposing a bit of her soft back while looking at his constant trembling.
She clicked her tounge at him and then continued to try and remove the rest.
Seeing more of her body being exposed, his trembling only increased.
”To think that all the experience and discipline I have acquired up till now would be so easily forgotten....”
His dark gold eyes began to light up. Leaving glittering afterimages as he began to pull his arms against the chains.
Everyone felt something was seemingly wrong. Why was he suddenly fighting so intensely back?
”Marss darling, those chains are specially made so that magic and energy can't be used. You won't be able to escape.”
The absolute certainty withing Lissanna's voice made everyone calm down a little, silently ridiculing his wasted effort.
However, he only looked back at her with a further angered expression. One belonging to a humiliated and angered beast.
His entire body tightened itself, making the well defined mucles steadily expand.
They witnesed this alongside the two balck horns which were crunching themselvs out on each side of his head. It slowly removed their confidence and replaced it with an urgent desire to run.
However, before any of them could turn around, Michael spoke one last time. The voice was now not only much deeper, But the irises in his enlarged themselves slowly. Soon showcased a vertically slit lines resting within.
”Wasting time like this would be something Marss would have done. But I...”
The metal binding him started to slowly bend and crack as his body grew in size.
”I AM MICHAEL!”
The chains holding his arms in place crumbled beneath the sudden growth spurt. Only levitating in the air thanks to the lose ones swirling around the rest of his body.
[Ability activated!]
[Aspect of the tainted: Call forth the power from every bloodline mixed within your blood. Transforming you into the tainted beast of pure power.]