Incubus' Blood Harem

[Back in Kayden's home]

Malcolm immediately stepped back upon seeing what he had done to Jones. He was horrified upon witnessing the sight, Jones laid on the floor totally helpless and unconscious. It was the moment when Malcolm felt an unknown weight on his back.

He tried hard to shake his body to see if anything fell off, but when nothing appeared Malcolm panicked. It was unusual for him to feel a lot of difference in his body. Malcolm felt energetic as a strange sensational aura circulated in his veins despite all the weight.

"What's happening to me? What…what is this power?"

He got scared upon feeling the influx of power within his body which indicated tampering. Because Malcolm knew his existing strengths and limitations which arrived with his mixed blood.

But what he felt at that moment was something stronger and uncontrollable. Although Malcolm did not remember much about the incident, except a few vague flashes which proved that he was guilty.

"What did I even absorb from him? I….I can't seem to control this hyperactivity in my body."

He could not comprehend what happened and reflexively Malcolm inspected his neck to spot that hole. But the newly found powers had already provided him perks and increased the pace of his healing.

However Malcolm tried to look at his back to spot the cause of the unknown weight. The horrified sight of the tentacles scared him and he tripped over exile frantically screaming. He dashed upstairs towards Kayden's room and slammed the door open in panic. Malcolm did not care that he was heavily panting which could potentially cause abruption in his powers.

Upon reaching the room Malcolm sprinted towards the mirror and glanced at his back. Huge four black slimy tentacles appeared like an octopus although they had thorns.

"The heck are these? How did they even pop out of my back?"

Malcolm was clueless regarding what those things are. He tried to shake his back reflexively acting stupidly. When nothing came off he realised the biggest mistake which was done unconsciously.

"No, no, what did I do!? He should be alive, he should be. Fuck!"

He dashed downstairs while controlling hard to keep those tentacles in one place so they won't destroy anything. Malcolm moved closer to the seemingly dead body and crouched down cautiously.

"Hey, hey, wake up!"

Malcolm shook Jones by his shoulder and tossed the body to change his side. Jones' face was covered in blood due to all the banging of his head with the wall. Malcolm continued to invest his efforts in waking him up, because only Jones could answer him.

"Wake up you old fart! You can't die after turning me into a monster!"

He yelled at Jones and frantically slapped him across the face, it was the pain which woke him up and Jones gasped for air. The old man pushed Malcolm away upon seeing the tentacles, who moved farther to let Jones recuperate.

"Jones, you gotta help me."

Panicked Malcolm requested Jones who was now finally in his senses. Jones glanced at him and gestured Malcolm to turn around so he could see the effects of absorption. Malcolm silently obliged and waited for his instructions while Jones became horrified upon his mutations.

"Malcolm, Malcolm, what have you done! Overconfidence is not good, you should have told me what was your intentions. I could have stopped you from becoming this....this monster!"

Jones scolded him and wiped off the sweat from his forehead, he knew that there was no difference between him and Malcolm now. But he had to do something because his body could not hold that demonic power. Malcolm burst out in rage and threw the blame over Jones for being so secretive.

"How would have I known that you were hiding such terrible things in you. I mistook you as a normal vampire whose life force I could feed on. I'm not the one to blame here."

Malcolm completely brushing it off and kept his attitude despite knowing that if Jones refused to help him, he won't be able to live normally. However seeing Jones' worried expressions one thing was clear which encouraged Malcolm. Jones was equally worried which indicated his willingness to help Malcolm.

"Oh really now?"

Jones squinted his eyes upon his audacity but that was not the time for quarrel. He had to do something about Malcolm's new appearance before Medusa and Kayden return. Whereas Malcolm stood there while controlling hard to keep himself in one place.

"Sit down, cross your legs in meditation posture."

He immediately obliged and waited for further instructions. Jones took the liberty to explain everything to him, because it was futile to keep the truth hidden when the nature was gradually forcing him to disclose.

"Whatever you are feeling right now is due a curse bestowed upon me. We both did not know about it until we were pregnant with Kayden. It was impossible to stop the curse from travelling into Kayden's veins. When he was born we were elated upon knowing that our son was completely normal."

Jones took a pause before explaining the things which made him guilty. Malcolm on the other hand sat quietly because there was no such curse in his knowledge. There were many questions regarding who cursed Jones? And what did he do to earn such a curse which could potentially travel into his generations!?

"But his peculiar blood group revealed how wrong we were. The curse had travelled in him but due to some unknown reason his body was able to withhold the demonic strength. Although his powers are unstable and uncontrollable because he consciousness becomes clouded by the powers. Just like you experienced a while ago, and I think that is how he killed Jack."

Malcolm nodded disclosing that Jones' speculations were accurate. But at that moment it was not the major topic, Malcolm was supposed to get free from those invisible chains.

"So, can you help me? If this curse can pass on by feeding on life force, then you can absorb it back, right? Hurry up and do it. I don't want this power, it's eating me from inside."

He requested and flung his arm out for Jones to hold and suck all the demonic energy from him. Whereas jones shook his head in refusal acknowledging that nothing could be done now.

"No, I can't do that. It's not possible now."

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