Chapter 17
Finvarra wakes up and looks at the turning of dusk. He stretches and gets out of his bed. He then heads to Mackenzie’s room to check up on her. He raps on the door, but receives no answer. He knocks again, more forcefully, but still no answer. He then turns the knob and opens the door. Inside the room, Mackenzie is nowhere to be found. He looks, and finds that her belongings are still there, just the pendant and ring are not present.
“She must have taken them with her.” He then exits the room and looks for a servant. A maid dusting is a little ways down the hallway. Fin asks her if she had seen Mackenzie. She nods and says that she had been heading to the library. He then understood everything. She had gone to the library to figure out how to bring Jenos back to life. Not just the body, but his soul, the thing that made him what he was.
He goes to his library, and there indeed is Mackenzie studying materials about resurrection. She mumbles as she reads, not even noticing him entering. “'Souls of those that had been sent to hell are very easy to bring back, as their souls cry for release from its torment. Those in heaven, however, are very difficult to bring back. They had found paradise, and do not wish to leave. To bring back a soul of one in heaven requires much more energy, and a sacrifice. The sacrifice must be a necromancer, and they must be of pure blood.' Of pure blood, so I have to find someone that is fully human, or fully vampire.”
Finvarra clears his throat. Mackenzie jumps, thinking that she was completely alone in the library. “I think that I could be of assistance there, cousin. I am of pure vampire blood, and I do not wish to see you so sad and depressed. Let me be that sacrifice. I’d gladly exchange my life for his. You never know, I might even be able to see my beloved Wenith again.” Mackenzie looks at him surprised. “Fin, but why?”
He sighs. “I realize that you do have feelings for him, and I really don’t have anything to live for. Ever since her death, I really had no life, no longing. It’s just as well Mackenzie.” She smiles and hugs him. “Thank you Finvarra, you are indeed a gentleman.” He smiles and hugs her back. “Now then, you need to gather more energy. Then, we can bring him back.”
Mackenzie nods and the two go off hunting. After draining the blood from three peasants, they retrieve Jenos’ body, then return to the library so Mackenzie can begin the chant. “Souls from beyond the realm of life, listen to me and do as I command. Jenos, you are commanded to come forth. Come to me, come to my love. Cross the line, and return to me. Finvarra has declared himself a living sacrifice so that you may live. Now, come back to yourself, and back into my arms. Jenos, be reborn!”
Mackenzie then fires at power bolt at Jenos’ body. It impacts and resonates the lifeless body. Finvarra places his hand over the area that had been hit by the bolt. He then wills his own power into the body. As the power is being drained from him, he has a flashback of his life with Wenith. All the happy moments, their marriage, the birth of each of their sons, the nights that they spent making love together.
As his strength is being drawn away from Fin, Jenos’ body begins to slowly return to its normal color. The nerve endings begin working again, as his hands begin to clench and unclench. His heart starts beating again, and his wings begin to spread out. Finvarra falls backwards, having given up all of his strength and energy. He looks at Mackenzie and smiles as death takes him.
Mackenzie smiles back, allowing a tear to roll down her cheek. She feels a warm hand touching her face, wiping away the tear. “You know, it still makes my heart ache just watching you cry Mac.” She turns and sees that Jenos is alive again. She squeals for joy and envelops him in a hug. “I’m so glad you’re alive Jenos. I’ve missed you so much.” Jenos returns the hug and holds her close to him, relishing the embrace. “So, did I miss anything?”
She smiles and kisses him. “Yes, you’ve missed a lot.” She kisses him again and then rests her head on his shoulder. Her hand touches his black wings and feels them. “They are pretty, I like them.” Jenos smiles. “So do I, it’s just that it isn’t reasonable to keep them out in public.” She replies, “That’s too bad.” Jenos holds her and kisses the top of her head. She smiles and nuzzles his neck. They then kiss and Jenos’ wings wrap themselves around them, healing all of their external wounds. The kiss healing all of their internal aches.
“She must have taken them with her.” He then exits the room and looks for a servant. A maid dusting is a little ways down the hallway. Fin asks her if she had seen Mackenzie. She nods and says that she had been heading to the library. He then understood everything. She had gone to the library to figure out how to bring Jenos back to life. Not just the body, but his soul, the thing that made him what he was.
He goes to his library, and there indeed is Mackenzie studying materials about resurrection. She mumbles as she reads, not even noticing him entering. “'Souls of those that had been sent to hell are very easy to bring back, as their souls cry for release from its torment. Those in heaven, however, are very difficult to bring back. They had found paradise, and do not wish to leave. To bring back a soul of one in heaven requires much more energy, and a sacrifice. The sacrifice must be a necromancer, and they must be of pure blood.' Of pure blood, so I have to find someone that is fully human, or fully vampire.”
Finvarra clears his throat. Mackenzie jumps, thinking that she was completely alone in the library. “I think that I could be of assistance there, cousin. I am of pure vampire blood, and I do not wish to see you so sad and depressed. Let me be that sacrifice. I’d gladly exchange my life for his. You never know, I might even be able to see my beloved Wenith again.” Mackenzie looks at him surprised. “Fin, but why?”
He sighs. “I realize that you do have feelings for him, and I really don’t have anything to live for. Ever since her death, I really had no life, no longing. It’s just as well Mackenzie.” She smiles and hugs him. “Thank you Finvarra, you are indeed a gentleman.” He smiles and hugs her back. “Now then, you need to gather more energy. Then, we can bring him back.”
Mackenzie nods and the two go off hunting. After draining the blood from three peasants, they retrieve Jenos’ body, then return to the library so Mackenzie can begin the chant. “Souls from beyond the realm of life, listen to me and do as I command. Jenos, you are commanded to come forth. Come to me, come to my love. Cross the line, and return to me. Finvarra has declared himself a living sacrifice so that you may live. Now, come back to yourself, and back into my arms. Jenos, be reborn!”
Mackenzie then fires at power bolt at Jenos’ body. It impacts and resonates the lifeless body. Finvarra places his hand over the area that had been hit by the bolt. He then wills his own power into the body. As the power is being drained from him, he has a flashback of his life with Wenith. All the happy moments, their marriage, the birth of each of their sons, the nights that they spent making love together.
As his strength is being drawn away from Fin, Jenos’ body begins to slowly return to its normal color. The nerve endings begin working again, as his hands begin to clench and unclench. His heart starts beating again, and his wings begin to spread out. Finvarra falls backwards, having given up all of his strength and energy. He looks at Mackenzie and smiles as death takes him.
Mackenzie smiles back, allowing a tear to roll down her cheek. She feels a warm hand touching her face, wiping away the tear. “You know, it still makes my heart ache just watching you cry Mac.” She turns and sees that Jenos is alive again. She squeals for joy and envelops him in a hug. “I’m so glad you’re alive Jenos. I’ve missed you so much.” Jenos returns the hug and holds her close to him, relishing the embrace. “So, did I miss anything?”
She smiles and kisses him. “Yes, you’ve missed a lot.” She kisses him again and then rests her head on his shoulder. Her hand touches his black wings and feels them. “They are pretty, I like them.” Jenos smiles. “So do I, it’s just that it isn’t reasonable to keep them out in public.” She replies, “That’s too bad.” Jenos holds her and kisses the top of her head. She smiles and nuzzles his neck. They then kiss and Jenos’ wings wrap themselves around them, healing all of their external wounds. The kiss healing all of their internal aches.
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