16. The Day the Betrayal Started: Demura vs. Helzard Pt. 2

Back on the ship

"What did that have to do with anything that I asked you? Did something significant happen after that?" Riddick had sat through the entire story and was actually impressed. He was still skeptical and pissed but he had a new respect for her.

Kimera was on the verge of slipping into a blood-coma if she didn't get anything into her system soon. Had he just said something? The sounds around her were getting fuzzy.

"What? Did you… say something?" She was white as the sheets she was laying on. She had turned her head from him because the temptation to lunge out and rip his throat was growing. Just one sip, one drop even and I'd feel better. Goddess, she sounded like a crack head.

"You got a problem?" Riddick asked her in an uninterested tone.

She sighed in frustration and willed herself to turn and face him. "Yes, you prick. I happen to have a big problem. I bled out quite a bit and I'm starving. If you don't get me some blood soon, I'm gonna fuckin eat you! DO YOU HEAR ME? I mean it. Find me something to feed off of." Her pupils were nowhere to be seen. She was pulling on the chains in an effort to get closer to Riddick, to taste him. "I'm just one cunt hair away from ripping your fuckin throat out. You nearly yank my hair out, beat the shit outta me, try to drown my ass, which mind you was a damn stupid thing to try you dumb fucking shit." She took a few moments to gather her thoughts. "Then on top of that you fucking drag me, by my hair yet again, and tie me to the god damned fuckin bed." Her eyes were glowing like golden suns as she tilted her head to the side. Her voice dropped to such a low level he had to struggle to make out what she said next. "You made me revisit a place I never wanted to go back to. When I get out of these chains, and I will, you had better stay the fuck away from me or so help me Goddess, I will kill you. No matter how much I find myself drawn to you Riddick, there's only so much bullshit I will take before I say 'fuck it'." A knock at the door broke the tension.

"I think I can help, since I have blood to spare." They recognized the voice as that of Utze.

"Feed me please… give me your blood Utze!" She was in a rabid state. Her eyes had gone black and her fangs were longer than usual. Riddick moved the chair back and immediately her attention was on him. She began to thrash on the bed like an animal, luckily for him, she was too weak to break her bonds.

"Get your ass in here and give her what she wants." Riddick growled at the door. Utze stepped in and looked at the blood on the bed.

"Oh my dear Lady, what has he done to you?" Utze looked upon her with sad eyes. His eyes landed on Riddick and he snarled at the man. "I should kill you where you stand for what you did to my mistress. She is too precious for such things." Making his way to the bed, he mumbled a 'move' to Riddick and pulled himself on the bed. Kimera was completely still as Utze lifted his hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She looked like an anxious animal. He went to remove the first cuff and Riddick moved forward. Utze turned on him in a blur of motion baring his long fangs, a hiss emerging from deep inside of his chest. Pulling his chair back towards the room, Riddick backed down. Utze was still staring at him, his eyes a pale glowing green.

So this was the guy who took my body he thought. Utze stood at a brooding height of 6 foot 2. With dark auburn hair with streaks of blonde through it, he watched as he cared for the weakened Kimera. Utze removed his shirt to reveal a toned and muscular body. He was nowhere near Riddick's size, but he was sure he would have a struggle if Utze ever decided to go against him. Slightly tanned skin that was littered with freckles moved to lie across Kimera's prone body on the bed. A deep growl sounded from Riddick.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he was on his feet again.

Utze turned an uncaring eye on him and he had a glimpse of how bad she really looked. He hadn't thought she was that bad. Her natural brown skin was almost white and he could see the beaded sweat on her skin. She was sweating pure blood. He cursed himself and looked up to meet Utze's eyes that were still on him.

"You shut the fuck you damned mortal. She needs blood and since you're too pussy to offer, I'm the one putting out." Utze turned his attention back to his poor master. Even in her weakened state, her aura was still strong. "So beautiful my Lady is" he whispered to her before he gathered her into his arms. She fell limp against him like a rag doll. She was motionless until he raised his hand to his throat. Using his sharp nails, he drew a shallow cut across his collarbone.

Riddick saw her arms clutch at his back as the scent of his blood wafted to both of their noses. Utze hissed softly as her nails imbedded themselves into his back. Her pupils were mere pin pricks in a sea of red bloodlust. Her tongue snaked out to lap up a small drop that was threatening to roll down his shoulder. "So sweet." She sank her teeth into him without mercy. He took in a sharp breath but other than that, the pain was nothing new to him. Then he screamed out as a second pair of fangs latched onto his flesh and tore into him again, increasing the flow of blood from his body. Goddess, he thought, where did those second set of teeth come from? Before he could fathom a thought, He was shocked to feel a third pair of teeth strike him. He was uncaring as she flipped them over to reverse their positions. He was surprised in his action when a low moan escaped his throat. His hand came up to cradle her head to him.

She withdrew one of her hands from his back and brought it around to stroke up and down his chest in a slow, loving manner. She had withdrawn her fangs and was lightly sucking now. She had marked him. He was hers now and no one could dispute it.

Having no idea what his body was like, she was thoroughly surprised to be covered by such a beautiful man. His hand on her hair soothed her and his lustful thoughts excited her. She looked thorough the blood and found what she was looking for. HIM; Lord Mitigar. Releasing her grasp on him, she leaned back and looked down on him. His eyes were glazed in a lustful trance. His hands now rested on her naked hips, his thumbs rubbing her hips bones. He was trying to regain some sort of control as a sweet little smile graced his lips. "That was by far the most amazing thing I have ever experienced." He turned a dark green eye on her and gave her a cocky look. "Goddess help any man that tried to tame you." A smile broke out on her face as well. Leaning forward, she gave him a deep kiss that left nothing to the imagination. Taking his face in her hands and tilting his chin up towards her she spoke. "I own you now Utze."

"I know this Priestess." His hand went up to his throat to see how he was healing and he was surprised to feel a mark on his neck. Tracing it with his fingers, he felt the definite lines of a crest on his neck. He was hers. He was happier than he had ever been.

The whole time Riddick was leaned back in the chair, slowly boiling. It was like a soft core porno he'd just witnessed. She was completely naked sucking some dudes neck in front of him and the guy was making noises. And what was this shit about her marking him? His train of thought was broken as he saw her move from the bed. Her smooth, graceful movements proved she was almost back to her old self. She was standing on the side of the bed as Utze yanked the sheet off and draped it over here shoulders. After tying it into place, he leaned forward to place a small kiss on Kimera's lips.

"Thank you," she replied in a shy voice. He had just given himself to her willingly. No one had done that for her except family, and she only had a few of that.

"You needn't thank me my Lady. I would give my life for you. Now, I think you should tell him why Mitigar is after you." Her eyes went wide and she pushed out of his grasp.

"Say what? It's none of his damn business." She was pointing a sharp finger in Riddick's direction. Riddick's eyebrow arched in annoyance.

"Kid, why don't you slip into something more comfortable... like a coma?" She saw red after his comment. She lunged at him but was yanked back by Utze who tried to hold her as she flailed angrily in his arms.

"You just don't get it do you? She's on the verge of ripping your throat out and you're egging her on, fucking great." Utze realized that she has gone still in his arms. He looked down and regarded her carefully. "My Lady?"

"Shut Up!" She whispered harshly. He mumbled a sorry and waited. "Someone is trying to reach me. Let me go." He released her and she sat on the foot of the bed, using her fingers to rub at the headache that was beginning at her temples.

"Well, who is it?" Riddick was getting annoyed with the situation.

Kimera dragged her eyes up and looked at him from behind tired eyes. "My sister."

"You say that with such happiness. What, you got beef with her too?"

"Awe fucking hell man. Do you ever just stop being a prick for like 5 minutes?" She had her hands thrown up, placed over her head and tried to pick up on the dull voice of her sister, her wonderful older sister Alimatia.

Flashback-Time Unknown

Alimatia was the only other child of Kazira, but she and Kimera are not her blood sisters. Kazira had adopted Ali when Planet Demura's inhabitants fled to Helzard. Ali was a little slip of a girl when Kazira had rescued her from a captive camp that the past ruler, Lord Mizer, had established. Kazira was on a rampage at that time in her life. Thousands of her kind were being murdered throughout the universe. The pain that shot through her for each death left her cold and saddened on a regular basis. She was an old spirit, but still young in her mind. She had nothing of her own besides her people. But they did not come from her. She had merely turned them and allowed them to evolve from there. She knew what she was missing, a child. She had no mate, so her next option was to retrieve a child from else where. She had come to Demonicos to speak to one of her oldest converts, the soon to be Queen of Demonicos, Lady Rayh-tal. Rayh-tal had requested her presence to bless her marriage to that Bastard Mizer. Kazira cursed under her breath and spit onto the dirt ground she stood on. That man was a disgusting half-breed of a creature. She couldn't always dictate how her fledglings procreated over the millennia, but still, it angered her when they made such bad species decisions. It made her furious at the way they weakened her enormous family. She was here though, "Only for Tal," she said to her advisor.

Nodding her head a small girl who looked around 12 stepped up next to Kazira and bowed. "I have more respect for you highness in your resolve to not destroy him. I swear, he bewitched his way into her heart. Goddess has no mercy on those who ignore her warnings. When she realizes what she has married into, it will be far too late." The young girl walked forward and pushed the large fortress doors open with ease. Kazira thought upon what her advisor had said to her. Goddess had warned Tal, on many occasions, but she had brushed it off saying she was following her heart, as if it was truthful to her.

Kazira had dressed in her Priestess attire. A halter type top clung to her like a second skin. The Black color signified her neutrality on the event. Her skirt was more like a piece of cloth. The material was stretched across her ass and ended a few inches below her thighs. Small metal daggers dangled from the thick strips that tied at her side. She had no shoes on; she never wore shoes. Her hair matched her mood. Her long orange red tresses cascaded down her back in waves as it moved on its own without a source of wind. She stopped at the Temple doors to give herself a once over. This would be her first meeting with Lord Mizer. Her nails shinned a dark crimson red and lengthened an inch in anticipation of the event. Sighing she nodded to the girl to open the doors.

She hissed loudly at the scene in front of her. Mizer had Rayh-tal bent over the altar as he plunged himself into her repeatedly. Tal's eyes were glazed over in lust. Mizer had barely registered her presence before he flipped Tal over and roughly entered her from behind. She walked smoothly over to them and came up behind Mizer, detaching him from her friend. Flinging him to the ground and pinning him to the floor by the neck with her foot, she checked on her friend. Tal was bleeding. Her gaze slid to Mizer in a lazy manner. Her eyes became dark. She lifted her foot from him and smiled in satisfaction as she made his body fly into the far wall, pinning him there with her mind. Her smile dropped as she observed the hungry way he was looking at her. Snarling, she turned back to Tal to see that her advisor was already tending to her. Her robe was ripped giving Kazira a glimpse of her back. Large welts marred her pale skin. Old fang marks at the base of her neck meant she was no longer able to help Tal. She was his. Kazira grabbed her behind the legs and placed her on the altar. Again, another hiss passed her lips. Her rounded belly was pushing against the thin material of her robe. Pregnant? Her Rayh-tal was pregnant with this monster's child. Her eye twitched as she placed her palm on top of her protruding stomach. A flurry of images passed through her mind. She tried to remove her hand but something held her fast.

Her eyes shot open and she saw a translucent hand holding her from within the womb. The child was doing it. Vivid pictures of a small girl in a cell combing her hands through a dirty dolls hair. The vision blurred and another child came into sight. Another girl, but this one had her eyes, her emotional green eyes. She could see a man in front of her. He was tall with broad shoulders and pale white skin. His eyes glowed a golden-blue hue. He had all the traits of her kind, but she had not spawned him. He was not of this world. The small child in her sight was her daughter, she was sure of it. That nose, her black hair, the little twitch of her lip, the dark brown of her skin. She was going to give birth to a child. She frowned as the image before her faded. She pulled away thinking it was over. Kazira screamed out in agony as a sharp pain shot through her skull. The images came upon her full force. She was seeing everything in a warped show that she couldn't sift through. She was almost able to make out a name when she was tackled to the ground. Pushing the weight off her, she looked up to see Mizer. Trying to get up, Mizer pinned her to the ground, snaking his hand up her skirt. Her eyes widening at the intrusion, she kneed him in the groin.

Getting to her feet, she walked to the other side of the altar, keeping a close eye on Mizer. Leaning down to Rayh-tal's ear, she placed a curse upon her and the pre-born child. Dark purple eyes looked up at Kazira in a pleading glance. Tears spilled down her cheeks onto Tal's face. "No, please Priestess, not my child. Take me but not my baby!" Kazira stepped backwards and down the steps shaking her head.

"You ignore the Goddesses warnings on numerous occasions, and then you place yourself with that thing. You have the nerve asking me to bless such an unsanctified union. That child in your womb will bring much despair to our kind and the rest of the universe…" A twisted smile made its way onto her face. "Just be happy I took pity on you. You will not have to witness it, that I have made sure of. May Goddess have mercy on you when you pass on." Kazira turned on her heel, ignoring the shattering shriek of anger that came from Rayh-tal. With her advisor following her, she did not miss the loud cackle of laughter that came from Mizer.

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