9 Chapter 9 Cursed Corruption

I look around between the cells to see who has the worst of them and find one in the women's cell. The one standing front and center. She was the one claiming to have done nothing wrong before and cursing everyone that thought otherwise. I remember her being the main cause of my worries before. She has a slippery tongue and even killed whole families behind the back of the priest before me. What's worse is he motive was that they were all blessed families of other lower gods. He claim then was that she was removing the other gods to make room for ours to climb to the top. She even believed that she was more righteous than I as the priest because she did far more than anyone else to find as much innocent blood as possible to offer to our god. But she's nothing more than a serial killer that goes by the name Lucinda Jackson.

It's actually kind of terrifying, because she was the one with the skill seeker. She's able to find those of absolute purity among the human population. If I had to guess, her initial job was to find innocent and humble people to join our cause. Our family. But because of the priest before me, she was lead to believe that anyone that was pure and not apart of our church were just lambs to be hunted and slaughtered. And she did this for many years without being caught, giving her the skill assassin of spirit.

I wonder what would happen if I could cleanse her. Because the first thing I thing when I always see her is she was brainwashed. She was scorning me down with nothing but hate in her eyes. "Lucinda Jackson."

She jumps at the sound of her name in surprise. She looks at the body of Markus slumped over on the wall obviously still breathing, but because of her seeker skill, she can see what I see. Her body in black, and Markus is nearly white. Either she doesn't want to end up like him or she knows she might die from how much she has. Markus didn't have a lot of corruption to begin with and compared to her, he might as well have been clean from the start.

"You sure about that one?" Edward leaned down to my ear and whispers. "She may be small looking but she's pretty vicious. One of her curses even came true for me you know. Remember when I came home covered in tree leaves before? I told you a tree literally fell on me?" That was her!? Oh... Wait that's right. Her main title is witch of discord. This is gonna be difficult to swallow but...

"Get her, please." I tell him. Right now to her, she probably thinks that all of her 'accomplishments' are going to be drained away and her efforts will be for naught. Don't care. You're technically a bitch anyway. Edward gets her and tries to cuff her but...

"Don't you touch me, less you want to lose a toe." She tells him and walks to me on her own and bows to one knee. With a hand to the ground in a fist like a servant ready for orders... What? Fuck it. don't question it.

I lean into her ear and ask the same first question. "Do you know your sins? If so, tell me."

She's quiet for the longest I can smell the sweat creeping from from her pores. "... I have massacred hundreds of families of different gods to remove them from the cycle of belief. I have kidnapped many women with the others as the lead and lead us all to kill at least one each." Fucking hell, girl! Are you serious!? I wanna ask why now! Let's stick to the main questions.

"Do you wish to repent?"

Shes quiet again. I guess she's actually scared to answer since she's always believed her action to be for a greater cause all this time. Hearing that its not is probably overbearing. I look to her to see a large crimson hole in the middle of the black cloud. It looked like it was protecting her heart. Her intentions were pure. This much I can tell. "I'll ask you something else to help you reach a conclusion. Why did you take so many lives?"

She stiffens from the question. "... The first time was because I was told it would help our god understand our prayers and dedication. They soon become a liable mission to... To..."

"... 'Cleanse the church and make room for the gods entry into their house that you have made.' Correct?"

"Yes." Her voice is shaking. The hole around her heart is getting more red.

"Do you feel guilty? For taking so many innocent lives that had nothing to do with our god and their purpose?"

"... Yes."

"Do you wish to repent?"

"... Will I be forgiven?" Ah.

"No. You will work to pay it all back for the rest of your life."

"... Then I will repent. I will allow my life to be taken if necessary." Wow. That some dedication. I doubt she'll live though.

I bite into her and a rush of pain hits me like a storm of large railtrack nails. She screams the moment I sink my teeth into her shoulder. It was so much more painful than earlier. I can even feel the veins popping out of my skull as the blood rushed through me. She takes a while to catch a breath before sinking her nails into my arms until it breaks my skin. I can feel it, but not as much as this. She's now wailing like a child without her mother. She suddenly lets go of my arms and embrasses me, pulling me closer and almost breaking me from my bite. I hold on until the drain is done. I'm in tears from the pain but I have to finish. I will finish.

I let up and drain it back again. The rush back is so much more relaxing now. I'm not sure why but it cools my body and floods my focus from the pain of the pulse. She had stopped screaming finally but has yet to let up on her grip on me. Her body growing warmer as the last of it flows back to her more easily than Markus did. I wonder why it's so much better than before. She's finally done. I can let go now. I slowly ease my teeth out of her skin. She's breathing steady. Is she still conscious?

She suddenly grips me again and holds me tighter and screams even louder than earlier. What the hell!? I stopped, woman! Let go of me! I look up and the ceiling is bright red as blood rises up out of her and back through her body. It was like it was rejecting something. She was still red all over after the drain. The blood finally returns to her again and she falls to the ground unconscious. Two marks were left on her face. The blood mark and a new mark. What is that?