It had been two centuries since Morgan had turned from the mortal girl who taught the Demon King to love, into the almost feared queen she was now. Out of kindness she had allowed her cousin in Myra to return to the mortal world unharmed, and with the curse of being the only one to know what really happened to Morgan that day, and what her actions had caused, something she had to live with, made even worse when she couldn't tell another living soul out of fear they would deem her insane and lock her away. Morgan had watched as the mortal world changed, how the people she had once know passed on, as well as the funeral held for her when everyone believed her to be dead. In a way the were right, the mortal they had known was gone, replaced with a near immortal no longer able to stay in the realm she had called home or forgive her uncle for the fate he had force upon her.
"My Queen" called Dean, he had loyally stayed by her side at the order of the king since she had turned, as well as helped her adjust to her new life as a demon and true queen of the underworld. He could even remember walking her down the isle when she married Finn. "The ones you have been watching are up to something again" added Dean when he reached where she was, she turned and nodded to him, using the flames to view what was happening in the village of Windlake. She had been watching as the Helmsley family grew more greedy as the power they had been given by the village elder went to their heads, even as they started a feud with the Orton family. She had watched them since they started to show signs of being power hungry, especially when they mentioned her in the list of ones they could call upon. Something she only rolled her eyes at.
"Maybe we should pay them a visit. See how they react when they do meet us in person?" responded Morgan, seeing the small smile appear on Dean lips, he had always enjoyed her mischievous personality which had appeared after she had gotten used to being a demon. There was just something about it that amused him, especially when she appeared to torment those who tried to dishonour her memory in Shadow-Stone. Although she did watch over the royal line, making sure they were safe and able to continue their rule over the old stone city. "What do you think, a trip to the little village sound fun?" again asked Morgan, this time fully turning to face Dean. Her eyes growing a little brighter as she showed she had no intention of harming anyone, just seeing what they would do when she appeared.
"How about appearing when they mention your name?" asked Dean in response seeing the intrigue appear in her sparkling eyes and the cheesy smile to appear on her lips. She soon nodded to the idea shortly after. "That will certainly get people to fear saying your name, and get the edgy on what would happen if they do" added Dean, placing a hand on her shoulder as they both watched the family in question, he had lost count how many times the patriarch of the family had said he could call upon Devitt for help if something didn't go his way, clearly believing she and the rest of the demons were a story. Both smiled when the man in question once again said those words.
"I shall call upon Devitt if you don't follow my orders" shouted the man in question, seeing the fear appear in the eyes of those villagers before him, although that soon turned to curiosity and terror when a portal opened up a few meters behind him, they soon began to whisper and point. When he turned around he was terrified to see a woman with black braided hair, with red and white streaks stood there, a small crown upon her head, the purple eyes she prosesed shinning brightly. He didn't know what to do or where she had come from. To make things worse for him, he had frozen in fear when she began to make her way towards him, taking slow steps like she was playing with him, even when it was clear to see he had frozen from the fear coursing through his limps.
"You called me, Sir Helmsley?" spoke Morgan in a questioning tone, seeing the man's confusion mix with the fear that was already present in his eyes. "Oh silly of me, I am Morgan, Queen of the Underworld, better known as Devitt the Demon Queen" added Morgan revealing she was the one he had said he would call if they didn't do as he had said. She could see the villagers no longer appeared afraid but amused by their master being proven wrong, almost terrified by the experience. "Now Sir Helmsley, lets get one thing clear. You don't have the power to call me here, nor shall I answer if you do. All ties to this world were broken a long time ago. If you do say you can control me or even call me again, I will appear and help your enemy" spoke Morgan finishing her thoughts before disappearing, leaving the man terrified and his family questioning what had happened. The villagers on the other hand seemed more confident in themselves, almost like they were relieved someone had heard their plea for help.
"We are going to do the ritual tonight, when the moon rises" spoke Sir Helmsley, he had been given the power he had so heartily desired by the village elder, and by the kings order had been given a small area of the village he lived in to control. Making him and his sons lords. His son's were both father's themselves, one had been married recently but the affairs he had producing sons he had taken notice of and allowed to take his last name, where as the other actually lived in the neighbouring village, happily married with a few children, two of each to be exact. He had been convinced by his father and brother to help with the ritual, scouting the Orton family to seeing what parts of the day they would be at their most vulnerable and who would be the easiest to get hold of.
"Sun down is the best time to take care of old Bob Orton and his wife, their oldest son and daughter will also be there" spoke Daniel, the youngest of Sir Helmsley's children. Although a lord he didn't act like one, preferring to act like any other villager of the place he called home. He had earnt their respect by helping out on the farms and minding his own business, although he helped his wife when she ran the flower store, planting the seeds for the flowers so hey would grow and keeping the area she used as a garden clear of anything that would kill the flowers. He knew she would be angry at him if she ever discovered what it was he was helping his family with and what they had to do for part of it.
"Miguel" called Sire Helmsley, his oldest son coming as quickly as he could and as soon as he heard his name being called. "Take a few of the loyal men, get Bob and his wife, as well as Mercy and Jonathan Orton. They will be our sacrifices for the ritual" he added almost like he was ordering it rather than asking it. His oldest son nodded non the less, none the wise of what his actions would course or the unforgiving monster it would create. Neither of them were aware of the curse they would be inflicting on generations of their own family or their own fates for that matter. Believing they would be invincible and no one would stand against them.
When sun set came around, Miguel did as he was commanded by his father. Sneaking into the Orton home along with a few of his father's loyal men, and kidnapping the patriarch and matriarch of the family along with the older two children. Only allowing the youngest live as he was in the house with the others but on a hunting trip with a few of his friends, due back in the early hours of the morning. Between the group they had bound and gagged the members of the rival family, placing them in the main room of their home, watching as the light of the sun turned to the blue of the moonlight. His father and younger brother soon entered the house, each seeing the terror appear in the eyes of Mrs Orton and her two children, as well as fear of what was to happen to them.
"My son's Daniel and Miguel through this ritual we will take our places in history. We will rise up and be remembered with the kings of our time. We will be invincible, wealthy, respected and feared amongst our peers and villagers. We will be legends of our time" spoke Sir Helmsley like he was giving his sons confidence in what they were about to do and why they were doing it. He could hear the muffled protests and screams from the family he had in his grasp, each of them clearly realising what the three were going to do and what their fate was to be. Daniel and Miguel stood in front of the Mercy and Jonathan, watching as their father took the gag from Bob's mouth.
"No please, don't do this not to my children. Please do it to me instead but please leaving my wife and children alone" pleaded Bob, just thankful his youngest son wasn't home only imagining what would have happened to him if he was. Sir Helmsley nodded to Daniel who dragged Mercy from the room and out the house altogether. The lake just meters in front of the door. Bob and Jonathan began to struggle against the bonds, hoping they could get themselves free before Mercy was killed for this. Mrs Orton merely cried out, hoping they would stop before they did anything. Especially when she had realised they had mistaken the moons, the one which shone was the blue one rather than the blood one they needed.
"We offer this woman to you, at your order by drowning" spoke Sir Helmsley never saying who the offering was to. He like the others in the house heard Mercy scream for help, especially when she heard the words which were spoken. Daniel forced her under the water shortly after knowing she was hoping for someone to come and help her, to save her from the fate she was to suffer. He held her under until the bubbles stopped rising to the surface and she stopped struggling against him. Just to be safe he left her under for a few more seconds, pulling her out and dragging her body back into the house, placing her before her family in the living room before walking away, asking for forgiveness on what he had done. "By blood we offer you this young man" added Sir Helmsley watching as Miguel mercilessly slit the throat of Jonathan while he was helplessly tired to a chair and mourned his sister's death. He heard the screams of the parents as the witness one child's death and heard the other die.
"I swear I will have vengeance for this. You merciless bastards. We are innocent, what have we done to deserve this. How could you be so cruel" shouted Bob, tears steaming down his cheeks as he was forced to look at his daughters drowned body and the bloody body of his son. He could only imagine what would happen to him and his wife now. They both were thankful there youngest wasn't home, to witness such a horrifying thing, or suffer the same event as they had. Sir Helmsley just smiled sadistically before, pulling his enemy's wife to her feet and forcing her to stand on the chair. Quickly tying a rope around her neck and pushing the chair from beneath her feet. Watching as she hung, a smiling when she never once fought against him, almost like she had given up with the death of two of her beloved children.
"Not much vengeance you can bring when your dead Bob. Your boy wont be able to do anything either. After all who is going to believe a traumatised orphan boy. There is nothing anyone is going to do to avenge your pitiful end. No one will even care" responded Sir Hunter, stabbing the man shortly after, watching as both his sons joined in and the pain expression to appear across the aged features of his enemy. They watched as blood seeped from the wounds they had inflicted and dripped from his mouth, only leaving when he slumped in his chair although failing to realise he was still breathing. Bob heard as they appeared to celebrate as they left his home and his life and body ruined. He waited for what seemed like an eternity for his youngest son to return home, willing himself to stay alive, even when his beloved wife swung with the wind, his daughter's dull eyes were staring at him and his sons blood mixed with his own.
"Father" called Randy when he entered the home he shared with his family, the one he had grown up in. Bob heard the sharp breath Randy took upon seeing the carnage the Helmsley's left behind, as well as his fast paced footsteps when he ran towards him. Quickly untying him from the chair and cradling his weak form in his arms. "What happened? Who did this?" asked Randy tears in his icy eyes, knowing his mother and siblings were already gone and his father was approaching the same fate at a fast rate. Bob could only smile at his son and reach a hand up to his cheek, struggling to breath let alone get words out without chocking on his own blood.
"Hel…. Helm…..Helmsley" whispered Bob before his hand dropped and his went dull while staring at the ceiling. Randy tears fell, as he closed his father's eyes, placing him on the ground next to Mercy. He soon untied Jonathan and cut his mother down from the rafters, placing them with his sister and father. As the hours went by his tears and distress turned into anger and rage beyond anything he had ever felt before. He buried his parents and siblings in the garden of their home before burning the house to the ground, he could see the looks the neighbours gave him. Especially when he turned to them as he set fire to the entire property not just the house.
"Morgan Devitt, Demon Queen. I beg you to answer my call. I beg you to grant me the power to avenge my family. Who were murdered in the night by those believe they are above the laws of the king . Please. Please help me. I return for you help I will serve you until you see fit to release me, or until your reign ends" spoke Randy when his tears began to fall as the pain of losing his family hit him. He fell to his knees on the muddy river bank, no longer able to stand and trying to ignore those around who had done nothing to help his family when they needed it, even when his family had selflessly helped them. When Randy stood and turned around, he was met with the woman from the village the day before, although this time in mundane form rather than the demon form she had before.
"What is it you wish me to grant you? Randy son of Bob Orton, other than vengeance for the massacre of your loved ones" asked Morgan, standing before him as she was when she was mortal, remember the village from before. From the highest hill you could see Shadow-Stone. She smiled sweetly at Randy especially when he seemed so shocked she was there and had come to him in person to answer his pleas for help. "You called on me, asking for help. So how may I help you in you quest for vengeance?" again asked Morgan watching as it dawned on him, she was no myth or legend, the Demon Queen was real and standing before him like any normal person would. Only she had come because he had called on him.
"A weapon, to be able to avenge by family by destroying the one who took them away in a brutal away. Anything you can offer me and in return I will serve you" responded Randy, at least finding comfort in what his parents believed of the underworld was indeed true. Although the one before him didn't have the same appearance as described by so many believers of her. It also made him wonder if her origin was true. Randy knelt towards but was soon pulled back to his feet, with Morgan looking like she was thinking. Randy watched as the other villagers went on with their daily business, ignore the fact his parents or siblings weren't out and about as they normally would be and the land that once belonged to them was now in flames with the black smoke rising high.
"They know you as the Viper do they not?" asked Morgan watching as he nodded to her question, a small smile come to her lips as the perfect idea for the weapon he had asked for come to mind. "Very well then a weapon I shall grant you, with your nickname as inspiration, you shall have a bite that can paralyse anyone you touch, and kill them with in seconds. A poison without any cure to it, you shall have the vengeance you seek. But when you are done call upon me again and I shall allow you to join us in our domain" added Morgan, granting him his wish and allowing him to call the Demon domain home, she knew he had figured once she had given him this lethal bite then there was no going back. Randy wondered what she was doing when she put something on her lips, looking at the bottle he figured it was something to do with his new power. He was surprised when she grabbed hold of the back of his neck and pulled him towards her, kissing him before letting him go. He didn't know what to make of the miss, but that soon went from his mind when he began to wither in pain, it felt like someone had set fire to his veins. Like his blood had turned to acid.
It wasn't long after he let out screeches of pain did his vision go blurry and black. When it come back he felt as is something was different. He knew something was different. He lay on the floor for a few minutes attempting to catch his breath, Morgan stood over him in a curious way, her eyes sparkling with intrigue, although a satisfied smile painted itself on her pale lips. It wasn't long before all the pain was gone. Randy soon stood up, wiping the mud and dirt of himself and realising his skin had a greenish tint to it. He knew whatever it was had something to do with what Morgan had done, as his vision was different and he felt something different with his teeth.
"A poison to get vengeance for your family, enhanced vision to track them wherever they go, enhanced strength, speed and durability to help you on your quest. The only side affect is your skin changing colour a little. Your blood will burn the victims, as your teeth will inject the poison" spoke Morgan explaining what had changed and why it had. Not only had she given him the weapon he had asked for but also the things to make sure he didn't fail at the task he had set himself up for. He smiled at her and bowed in thanks before leaving her there, going to get those he knew had murdered his family in cold blood. Randy was all to aware they weren't expecting retribution for what they had done or for him to fight back. If he was honest he wanted answers and vengeance, he wanted to know why they had killed his parents and siblings, they were innocent, plus he wanted them to feel the same pain his family went through in their final moments.
It wasn't until nightfall did Randy strike at the first small family of the Helmsley clan. Going to the next village over, he waited until Daniel Helmsley was outside of his cottage alone, before attacking him, seeing the fear grow in the eyes of his victim as his own glowed green. That fear soon turned to terror at what might happen especially when he realised who it was who was causing the pain. As Daniel tried to cruel away, he noticed Randy never once tried to enter the cottage and go after his family, instead he kept his focus on him. Unsure whether to be thankful Randy wasn't aiming at his wife and four children or feel more terror at the possibilities on what he might do.
"You killed Mercy, drowned her in the lake while my mother, father and brother were helpless to do anything. But I also know you did it unwillingly, so for that I spare you family. You however will know her pain and terror as you fight to survive in a watery grave" spoke Randy a dark tone in his voice as he dragged Daniel over to the near by well. He at least gave the man peace of mind his family would be left unharmed as Randy had understood he had helped unwillingly. He also didn't put up much of a fight, like he had accepted his face. Randy soon picked him up, throwing him down the well and destroying the well to make sure he couldn't escape. Doing as he said and left the man's family in peace although with worry on what happened to their husband and father. Randy soon went returned to his home village, hiding in the shadows as he stalk Miguel, the man unaware of his awaiting end or that each of his children were met with or even his wife for that matter.
"Remember me?" asked Randy when Miguel walked down a small alley between the houses, when he looked around he seen no one, believing he was hearing things he carried on until he got to his home. Walking inside only to see blood everywhere, his beloved newly wed wife lying on the table, fear spread on her emotionless face and in her dull eyes. He screamed out in pain as he felt is heart begin to break, even more so when he seen the bodies of his many children around the place had come to call home. Each with a bite mark on their necks and a head wound that could kill anyone instantly, his wife however had her throat cut. "I asked if you remembered me?" again came Randy, this time standing their when the man turned around.
"Murderer" shouted Miguel watching as Randy's only response was to smile, revealing his teeth dripping with something, as well as a burn mark on his wife's arm. It wasn't long before Randy had began to chuckle more at the irony in what Miguel at shouted at him. "What did they do to you. My children were innocent, my wife didn't do anything to you. I didn't do anything to you" he continued still shouting at Randy hoping it would make a difference and making himself out to be innocent when he knew all to well he wasn't. Randy watched as the man before him broke down in tears at the lost, believing all the Viper wanted was to watch him suffer. Having no idea what was going to happen to him, or what Randy was patiently waiting for.
"You didn't do anything. You helped to murder my family. Now I have taken yours. Quick deaths for them, and the same death your forced upon my brother for your wife. Your brother is in his watery grave, now for your burning suffering end" responded Randy, revealing he was all to aware of what the man before him done and revealing the children hadn't felt anything, his wife however had and he himself was going to suffer more than any of them. It was then Miguel picked up a near by dagger, sliding it across Randy's hand and wrist with a victorious smile but that was soon replaced by agonising screams of pain when the blood of the man landed on his hands and arms, feeling like acid as he did so. "One bite for the end" whispered Randy before biting down on the neck, inject his poison and feeling as his victim fought back against him, although that soon stopped when he fell to the floor in a lifeless slump. "Two down, one to make suffer" randomly spoke Randy to literally no one. He loved the feeling he was getting from the vengeance, the rush it gave him to be in control as he was now.
Randy waited until mid day when Sir Helmsley come looking for his oldest son before attacking. Letting the man find his sons body in the main room of the house, having already buried the man's wife and children. He watched as the grief took over Sir Helmsley, especially when he realised his son had also lost his wife, children and brother in the night as well. He was about to leave and question those in the surrounding area what happened but never got the chance. As he turned he bumped into the surviving Orton, who's eyes were alight with the green glow, a sadistic smile on his lips, the man looked like the stuff of nightmares. Sir Helmsley tried so hard to run and get away but was met with Randy waiting for him at every turn. His fear started to set in when he was grabbed by the back of the neck and dragged to the village centre, he could feel Randy's nail digging into the flesh there as well as the blood beginning to trickle down, the cold air was also nipping at his exposed skin making the hair there stand on end.
"Help me" shouted Sir Helmsley, gaining those people who around attention, including that of the King Aaron. The king stood by as did the rest unsure what to do for the man who seemed to be at the mercy of the monster who had hold of him. Randy soon dropped him, watching as he drew his sword and tried to fight back, finding it to be useless when the strikes did nothing but make Randy laugh and burn his own skin when it hit him. "What are you? Who are you?" shouted Sir Hunter, unsure who he was standing before and trying to kill or even what he was, he knew this man had killed both of his sons and the family of his oldest one, he had all but admitted it while dragging him the village centre.
"I am Randy Orton, son of Bob Orton and I'm your worst nightmare. You and your sons killed by parents, sister and brother for no reason. I am avenging them and making sure no one else feels their pain but you" responded Randy revealing who he was and seeing the horror appear on the man's features especially when he realised what he said to Bob Orton before killing him was wrong, someone had clearly listened to him and granted him his wish of vengeance. "She's real, Morgan Devitt answered by pleas, granted my wish of a weapon that couldn't be destroyed and gave me a few other things to help catch those who were responsible for their deaths" added Randy revealing it was the one who had become known as the Demon Queen to have turned him to the creature he had become. Randy soon let out a growl before lunging forward and biting the man, paralysing him and watching as the fear once again took over, especially when he knew his vital organs were shutting down. "Now I'm going to be the last person you ever see" finished Randy as he watched the light leave Sir Helmsley's eyes and heard his final breath of pain.
"Queen Morgan, my vengeance is finished for now. A curse I will be to the Helmsley line. Allow me to join you" spoke Randy when he ran to the highest hill, smiling slightly when he seen the stone city, he soon felt a strong wind, turning around to see the purple-ish portal, he sighed heavily and walked through it. Ending up in the throne room, before him was Morgan who welcomed him, just behind her was Dean and to her left was Finn, to which he bowed. Accepting his new status as a demon and his new home in the underworld. He had figured by the small amused smiles on their lips. They knew what he had done over the course of the hours since Morgan had granted him the deadly weapon he had asked for.