Child of the moon

MAMMON!" Moroi screamed from the dinning hall. "Yes, my lord?" Mammon answered while biting the inside of his mouth so hard he felt the warm metallic liquid slide down his throat . "You are supposed to be leaving? I need that child!" I have little patience for Mammon but nevertheless he had proved to be useful these last 300 years. I am exhausted and the past 200 years have been ....well s**t. But it had seemed that my luck was about to change. Finally a damn baby had just been born. The only f*****g baby I care about. It's been 800 years since the last child had been born. This is my last chance. It had been written that only two would be born and I cannot fail this time. My entire empire would collapse. The last one failed to find me so they were swallowed by the shadows. Mammon was unable to find any trace of their presence. I feel this time it's different and this time I will not fail. Maybe it's because I have Mammon this time, even if it was by force. Mammon was still his servant for eternity or at least until he was dead. Mammon would think about his forced penance, this unfortunate consequence of a life sentence. Forced to do the bidding of a f*****g vampire. How can I kill him? Obviously I'm prohibited in touching him myself but if this moon child was to succeed, then I would finally be free. Free to rid myself of this burden and free to the Hells. Moroi turned to Mammon and said, "Please make haste, the longer we wait the more PROTECTION she will have. Not to mention this town is mainly knights and fighters so remember that. This isn't your weakling town." I sit down in my oversized dark brown rich leather chair. Then proceeded to rub my temples. "I'm not in favor of dying Mammon. So please." I said then continued to rub my temples. Mammon nodded then stated, "You do know sir, that you can not kill her until she turns sixteen. Right? I mean you're aware of that?"The second those words escaped my mouth I regretted it. Mori stopped and looked at Mammon then said "Wow ! You know this whole f*****g time Mammon, I thought you could just run over to that village burn the mother fucker down and boom. It's over. Thank goodness you were here to set me straight." Mammon rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I get it. You don't have to be damn dramatic about it. I'm leaving." Moroi slumped back into the chair. "Well about time." This Vamp. He's so f*****g lucky I'm not allowed to touch him. I could just... break his f*****g neck or just throw in the pits with the Imps. I know he has some understanding that I'm not allowed to touch him. Otherwise he wouldn't be making my life miserable. But if I could touch him, I would squish his tiny head like a pimple and then dismember him and scattering them across the realm. I really need to speak with Ajatar, god that gorgeous succubus, murder obsessed she devil. I call her my little blood succulent kitten and kitten for short. I said one time, "Ajatar what the f**k are doing to me?" She looks up at me with her big beautiful brown eyes and says "whatever do you mean my dear big beautiful scary sexy ass Demon?" I just melt when she bats her brown eyes at me.I just run my fingers down her silky milk chocolate skin. Then growl in her ear, "god damn it, Ajatar you're so f*****g intoxicating?" But the minute I mention spending eternity together it's like someone set fire to her ass and she's like "Now now Mammon we wouldn't want to ruin this lovely chase game we have. That's no fun. Besides I like my big bad demony sexy boy when he plays hard to get." And she walks over to me swinging her hips. She lifts one knee in between my legs, grabs my chin and gives me a smirk and says, "I just love your big, fat cock." Then claims my mouth and giving me a little tongue tease. She snaps her fingers and gone. Leaving me hard and wanting, but if I'm ever going to get rid of this vampire splinter then I need all the help I can get. I haven't seen Ajatar in couple of years. I mean it's not like I'm bound to the castle or Moroi for that matter. Well maybe Moroi in the fact he can call me from wherever I am sending out this painful piercing sound that is almost sickening. Only needed that to happen once for me to be like umm you know what I'll just stay in the castle. That's the last time Ajatar and I saw each other. That's also when she told me about how when vampires bring another vampire into this world they become a maker. A parent like figure, they can hear maker's calling and sense them. Apparently that is exactly what I'm hearing and feeling. "So I'm a vampire now? Of course this would be my fate. To become what I hate." I said to her falling back onto the bed dramatically. "Oh my gods Mammon stop being so extra. No that's not how it works, But somehow in that contract Moroi was able to place that spell on you." She states firmly. "Well f**k me." I say still while placing my hand across my eyes. Thinking, yes Mammon this will help. Cover your eyes so you can't see how far into this s**t show you have to play out before you find a loophole. "Well for one, I already have f****d you and two I'm sure you will figure out something." She says and starts kissing my neck. We laid in the bed during our makout session but I said, "Kitten, you need to leave before I tie you to this bed and f**k that p***y so hard you'll be begging me to stop, besides don't you have your demony meetings to attend to?" I say giving her a kiss on her forehead. "Demony meetings huh, you just think you're so fuckin funny. Alright I'll go but are sure you want to stay here? I mean I'm all about torture, blood baths and a good flaying but something is definitely wrong with place. Which is very strange of me to say." She states while scanning my room. For what I wasn't sure, it's not like Moroi was hiding In the closet but maybe she might be right. Those crazed blood leaches were not known for their great personalities. They were known for creeping in the shadows and secretly watching, waiting patiently. Waiting for the right moment to strike. So after that Ajatar decided she didn't want to be anywhere near castle bloodstone and greatly encouraged me to leave with her. When I said I needed to stay because I wasn't going to hear that gut retching noise ever again and I would work out a plan to get out of this contract. "Well so be it then. But don't come crying to me when your plan fails. Unless the next moon child is born you are stuck." She states and goes to snaps her fingers and I yell out. "Wait!" "What? My cute big dumb puppy? Forgot to tell me you love me.?" She says while giving me her sexy smile. "No, I mean what? Damn it kitten, no what do mean Moon child and where can I get one." I say still In shock from the -forgot to tell me that you love me. -part. "Mammon did you miss the part where I said BORN. There hasn't been a Moon Child born for 800 years. I mean I do believe we are due for the next one but nobody knows when or where it just happens one day. The last moon child died after 30 years of being born. Apparently the entire reason for their existence is to destroy the overlord of darkness and destruction. Without their true purpose being fulfilled they die. But hey we might get a new one soon. Well ciao Mammon." And she was gone. I researched and read every book in the leaches library. How to train this child, what to expect and how to kill the blood leach. At first I didn't think Moroi knew anything about this Moon Child so I was going to lure him by promising of the power he would gain. Because if the blood leach was to kill the moon child on their sixteenth birthday then they could absorb the power. But as luck would have it. Moroi already knew and put me in charge for fetching this child if they were indeed born. I was to bring the child here and then he would just wait. Like I said before Vampires were very good at waiting for the right moment. When news reached Moroi's ears about the Moon Child being born and somehow he was able to locate the exact spot. I was ready and now my plans can be set in motion. I gathered my satchel, picked up a couple of apples, a wedge of sharp cheddar cheese and a half a loaf of bread. Demons don't eat nor do they have that urge to eat. But nevertheless I loved the taste of food. It fascinated me and oddly gave me a strange sense of pleasure. I grabbed the goats milk and gathered the reigns of Shadow and left castle Bloodstone.