Chapter 12

Jezzebelles anger boiled over her blue eyes went from simple to a three ring power base, and she gave him a blast of the coldest form of power he ever felt. Blasting him with an ice base power, she sent him hurling back on to his throne.

She did not know what made her do it, all she knew was she was all of a sudden extremely tired and the world seemed to tilt. As she was falling her father was right there to catch her. Belle’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as her body started to convulse. Lazarus held on not believing his eyes.

“Baby I am right here! Stay with me!”

Zephyr’s heart left his chest as he watched from his seat as Belle’s body took a nasty turn. “Alright you morons, get out of here we will have to have this meeting another day.” Bowing to their kings command some of them started to turn and leave. One of the Ancients who was mesmerized by Jezzebelles impact on the King, spoke behind Lazarus back.

“Wow, that power! Imagine the children produced from that bloodline alone!” A few of the men agreed with the male, which in turned invoked the wrath of not only Lazarus but Zephyr as well. Looking at Zephyr with such fury, Lazarus whipped his head around giving them all the one stare they would rather not invoke.

“If you fuckers have nothing to do leave at once! Before I end up chopping you all into little pieces and spreading it over your children’s front lawns!”

With the wrath of the eldest vampire invoked, it had gotten the remainder of the Ancients to move faster.

As soon as everyone other than his High Council members were left Zephyr got off of his throne and moved his shoulders just right that a huge crack was heard through out the room. He looked to Zacharie, who was pretty much the medic of his council members he gave his instructions.

“Zach, I need you to portal to the mansion grab at least a towel to cool her down, her temperature will start to spike any moment and ask the maids to get the guest suite ready. It is going to be along night for all of us.” Zephyr kneeled down to Lazarus who was holding on to Belle like his life depended on it.

“We need to get her moved my friend, lets get her where she will be a little more comfortable."

Lazarus did not move as he was feeling his eldest whose pain reach unbearble measures. Zephyr lost patience and grabbed her from her fathers arms. Her body was starting with the spams, he felt her body start the reshaping process. Her bones and muscles were starting to adjust to the Blood Thirst demands. 

Olivier who was the only male child that was made and not born who happened to be another one of the poor vampires who could not grow up but was very powerful served the vampire king, walked over to the King and grabbed Jezzebelles fallen hand. He closed his eyes and felt the immense pain she was going thru.

Waving his hand, a portal opened to the King's Mansion. Olivier nodded to the King allowing him to take her thru. "Zephyr you do realize she is going to have a very difficult night. Her powers are arupting. We will have to sit up and insure she does not pass to Elysium."

Elysium was the gateway between Heaven and Hell. No one has ever truly known what happens but some rumors suggest the Gods decide if your worthy of returning or if your life is over with. Few Ancients have seen what truly happens and wish to not squander through such things.

Before Zephyr could respond, Jezzebelle's back spasmed, her eyes widen and a shrill escaped her lips. Zephyr placed her on the ground gently, placing one hand on the middle of her stomach and his other hand he kepted placed on her head. Zacharie flew down the stairs along with Antonia who always assited him with anything medical. She was another High Council Member but was very silent in most cases. Some say she loved helping Zacharie and that she silently loved him but never had enough nerves to tell him.

Zacharie rung out a wash cloth that was in a bowl that Antonia was holding. Kneeling he started to dot Jezzebelle's forehead. Zach felt an uneasyness going through the air behind him. Turning his head he saw Lazarus walking back and forth.

"Lazarus you are driving me nuts with the walking back and fourth. If you are that much worried go sit in a chair."

Instead of listening to Zach, Lazarus walked over to him and yanked the wash cloth from his hands. 

"She's my daughter, I can attend to her." 

As he went to put the wash cloth on her skin a power pulse shot out of her knocking everyone away from her. Jezzebelle's back bowed at an angle and she started to scream, the pain was unbelieable. Aurelie and Lilabet both ran to her grabbing her to keep her on the floor. Red tears started to form and fall from her eyes. 

"Please Aurie, put me out of my misery. This hurts."

Aurelie was trying not to cry because she never has seen someone go through the Phasing at a horrible price. Zephyr came back over and as he got close her body started to slam up and down pushing the two women away. Cursing Zephyr held her up and slipped behind her so her head was not slaming on the ground. Lazarus sat down and grabbed one of her hands, rubbing his thumb on the top of her hand. Lilabet and Aurelie again started to Jezzebelle when Zephyr looked at his mother. 

"Where is her power level right now. Her skin is starting to burn which is indicating she is half way through." Aurelie looked at Jezzebelle and tested the air. Her eyes got wide and she looked at her son. 

"She is at a level 7 right now, she has surpassed every child ever at her age."

More spams erupted and the King wrapped his arms around her. Looking at Lazarus, he nodded to the wash cloth. "That needs to be wet again otherwise she is going to be ripping her skin off." Lazarus threw the wash cloth back in the bucket and rehanded it to the King. 

Zephyr started to dot her shoulders keeping her cool. Zach dissapeared into the kitchen and then came rushing out and kicked a bucket he placed on the ground straight to the King. Both guys looked at each other very confused until Jezzebelle pushed at Zephyr and launched herself straight to the bucket.

Leaning over she started to empty her stomach into the bucket. Her body was getting rid of every single thing she ate the last 24 hours. The reteching was making her stomach burn along with her throat. Everything felt like it was on fire.

Belle's father pushed her hair up so none of her strands got caught in the bucket. He gasped as he saw his daughter now had pointed ears. Meaning she was very powerful. Lazarus gulped and looked up at Aurelie. 

"What power level is she now at?"

Aurelie had turned to a shade of white she looked like marble standing there. She almost could not speak, she stood there gulping like a fish out of water. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and reopened her eyes and looked straight at Lazarus.

"She is at a Level 9, her power is complete."