Tarot Tells All

CHAPTER 8

The night sky was clear of any clouds as the quarter moon shone down with most of its little light. Stars came out from their dark place from the other side of the world as the quietness of death lingered in the shadows of the tombstones, no one came to the large tombs that scattered around the edge of the forest in this land of the dead.

"The Witching hour comes this night,

The cemetery is a place of fright,

Demons bound this place of hell,

Changing the pureness of this human shell,

Humans, your time is bound

To join us deep within the ground,

Into these souls, let darkness pour,

And Evil shall live for ever more!"

There were two that called this place home, they had come here long ago and made the bellows of the largest tomb their home. The Alpha male of this reign was standing at the doors to his underground home, quoting the ancient words in the shadows of the moon.

He could feel her long nails track against his ribs from behind, her sensual body pressing hard against his once living body. He had chosen her well, her gifts had never failed him yet. She was his and his alone, his slave, his lover, his mistress, she was his all. He turned around from the view of the still cemetery and gazed into her crystal eyes, her mouth opened, showing her ivory fangs to him. He smiled as he pulled her close, licking the softness of her milky neck.

She moaned just a little as he brushed his own enlarged teeth against her skin, her nails dug into his back as his teeth began to slowly pierce her neck. The female cried out in pleasure as little tickles of blood began to stain her white skin dark red as her lips. A few licks from his cold wet tongue cleaned up the wound and closed it, just a little pleasure for now, there is work that must be done.

He grabbed a hold of her black mane and pulled her head back roughly, she licked her lips with anticipation of his will. He stroked along her neck line with a finger and smiled at his woman.

"Have you spoken with the cards?' He asked as he kissed her slowly once, then, moved away.

She smiled as his hold on her hair released, "Yes…the cards have told me…they speak of great danger, my love."

"Danger? Tell me?" He pulled her head up and gave her one more kiss before releasing her.

The sultry vampire walked down the marble stairs that led to their boudoir. There, they have removed the old tenants and replaced all. There were scarlet red silk sheets that draped all along the walls, black iron cathedral candle sticks gleamed with bright flames that glowed bright. There was a large black coffin that sat on a black base, there was also a large round table with a black cloth draped over it. There were urns of black roses growing around, the only plant what could withstand the shivering force of the undead. The woman moved to the table, the Tarot cards looked scattered about on the cloth, the trained eye could see the message that was really there.

"The cards tell all, my love…" She began to speak in a dark whisper, "…they say this witch is not a witch, but more…Death lingers around her mortal form. There is darkness within her troubled soul, Death waits for her at the end of her chosen path."

"Yes…" He smiled, "…death would be in her path is she chooses to continue with this…"

"Ah…" The female growled in a shrill, "…but there is more… my Rose's Thorn… she will come to the land of the Extreme, but she will bring Death with her…I can see his dark form in the darkness of her shadow. A warning of things to come?"

"Be warned, my love…" The male pulled the woman close to him, "I will take no pity on this witch. We have worked much too long to allow her kind to notice our travels. She must be eliminated."

Ariel turned away from his cold embrace, "Must you? The cards say nothing of her threat to us. Perhaps she can aid us…there are some witches who follow the night instead of the moon."

"I will not take any chances with one like this. You know well that we have almost came to a frightful demise by their hands once before. Not all are like your mother, Ariel."

The female vampire starred back at her love with a defying look, "And if she is one who walks in the shadows of the moon instead of her glorious light? Would she not better be suited to aid our cause?"

"I will not have her coming around my Lands, she is a risk, and I do not take to risks with witches."

"Please…" She lowered herself on the hard concrete floor of the tomb and began to crawl towards him in a subservient manner, "…please, my Thorn…let me at least see what the witch wishes from her time in the Land, perhaps it would be beneficial to your intentions?"

He loved it when she begged, "You have not much time with her, my vampire. Once she has placed her hand in the fire, she will be burned."

"I swear!" She starred up at him as she wrapped her arms around his legs, "I swear I will keep her away from your tasks!"

"She is no pet, my pet…" He smiled down at her, "I can sense the will of iron she posses, what trials she had faced in her past has only made the beast within stronger. There is dark power within her, but I also see the light that she wields. You are playing with your own immortality if you wish to seek this witch as a friend."

"Better as friend than foe, is it not?"

"If she is friend, but every core of my being tells me not. She is a danger to us, I pray that you are not…hurt during this."

"Ah… my love…"Ariel was pulled, but by Thorn, who bent her back and kissed her neck again.

"I trust that we have agreed, then?" His voice melted her cold heart.

"Yes…yes…I will see to the intentions of the witch, and perhaps convince her to join our kind?"

Thorn immediately dropped her on the floor, "Her? Join our people? Are you mad? She will not give easily what we have given freely. She is a witch, Ariel, a witch that could very well harm us. But I will entertain your little mission to save her from my wrath. You have not much time to waste. If she poses a danger, she shall be taken care of."

"Yes, I understand…" Ariel looked back at her love, his face showed his now foul mood.

"Ha! I laugh at the thought of her becoming one of us, her tainted magic would foul our kind…"

"Am I fouled?" Ariel asked, Thorn starred down at her, her eyes were no longer bright with glee.

He knelt down beside her and kissed her once more, "No, you are not fouled, my dark angel. The change has turned you pure now, free from the bonds of the human world."

"But I have the gift of my mother, does that still not make me fouled?"

"No…you are still not fouled. You would not use your gifts to undo our great work, but she could. I would hate to see her use her magic and harm you, but she would not live to see dawn if she did."

Ariel gazed into his eyes once more, "There is more I must tell you."

"What is it?"

"The cards, they have told me that she and I were destined to walk the same path. The cards also tell that I will bear witness to her greatest demise, but the cards do not speak of your presence."

Thorn starred at her for a moment, "You see my demise?"

""I see nothing…"

To be continued.