Back in Kayden's home, Medusa rang the bell and shouted immediately when Mr Jones opened the door. Her face was utterly creased with fright and anxiety, Jones got worried and rushed out of the house when she called out to him.
"Mr Jones, come. I don't know what happened to Kayden. Please, look!"
Jones became distressed and somehow managed to keep himself calm, as he followed her towards the cab. It troubled him that possibly what could happen when he sent Malcolm to look after them.
It also bothered him that how could Medusa and Malcolm, who claimed to be his servants and vowed to protect him. He trusted his son's life with of them and now something bad had happened.
Jones dashed towards the cab and hurriedly opened the door, he hoped that nothing bad or irreversible would have happened to his son. The old vampire stood there stunned and did not how to react to the pungent smell coming from his son's body.
It was not decaying aura nor some familiar one thus it was hard for him to understand what was the cause of the stench. However perhaps it was not detectable for Medusa or Malcolm, or else even the driver would have already called to cops if he was able to smell it.
Jones shook his head and dismissed all those thoughts, Kayden needed his attention first and medical aid. His wounds still not healing for some reason, which should have healed due to his incubus blood.
"Hurry up, take him out."
He called out to Malcolm who immediately complied and came to the back of the car. Both of the men carried him inside when Medusa looked at the cab driver to ask him about the fare. Instead he winked at her making the woman disgusted as she headed inside by changing her mind to pay him.
They both took Kayden inside the house and put him on the sofa. Malcolm stepped aside and waited for Jones to examine Kayden. It was the moment when Medusa walked inside and was confronted by him.
"What have done to my son!?"
His voice sounded angry as the man was not holding back this time. It was expected of him that he was concerned about his son, but the old man was also angry over her. Kayden was her responsibility, not because he was in need of a care taker. But the succubus had swore to protect him.
Jones body oozed back smokey tentacles which rushed towards Medusa and reached for her neck. The succubus reflexively stepped backwards but could not dodge him. Her neck was now being strangled by him as he lifted her up. Medusa struggled with his grip and tried to break free as she coughed.
Malcolm on the other hand was bound by the blood pact that he could not really attack him. To proceed with his thoughts he was required Kayden's permission to do that who was now unconsciously laying on the sofa.
"I will ask you just once Medusa, what did you do to my son!?"
Jones gritted his teeth and tightened his grip around her neck. Malcolm on the other hand could negotiate the terms, if he could not land an attack on the old vampire. Medusa struggled as her silhouette floated up in the air, when Malcolm finally spoke something snagging his attention.
"He was attacked by some rogue vampires, and somehow they ended up hurting him. And due to their poisonous attacks he fainted, that's all."
Malcolm walked a bit closer to him cautiously assuming that he might listen to him and would buy the excuse. but Jones groaned and one tentacle hit Malcolm in his lower abdomen making him cough and kneel down. The impact was huge for an ordinary vampire to possess such power who belonged to class C.
Jones' identity was suspicious itself for others to suspect Kayden too. Malcolm coughed blood and held his chest to gasp for air. His lungs contracted making it hard for him to breathe but his eyes were still fixated on Medusa, his mistress.
"What do you take me for, huh? A fool?"
Jones snarled at him and then shifted his glowing crimson eyes towards Medusa. His hand was sucking all the available life force from her body which made her unable to move any bit. Anger and disappointment was visible on his face which scared both of them.
"Do you think I will buy that lousy excuse knowing that he doesn't have any poison in his body right now?"
He shouted at them making both of them flinch a bit when a sudden knock on the door stunned them. Malcolm immediately shifted his eyes towards the closed door when Jones released Medusa's neck. He became confused as to who it could be because they were not expecting anyone.
"Did you two bring anyone with you?"
He glared at them as Medusa' body dropped on the floor with a loud bang. Malcolm on the other hand could not really think of any other excuse, thus he had to be truthful. He shook his head in front of Jones while rushing towards the succubus who was coughing now.
"N- no, we did not. And why would he bring someone with us?"
Malcolm's body limped a bit as he walked towards her while holding his stomach. It was hard for him to heal internally that fast and it simply made him unable to walk faster. He approached Medusa and supported her by shoulders, as they both glared at Jones.
"If you are not a fool, then we aren't too okay! Why would we bring someone with us knowing that we are the trespassers!? We are not fucking fools you piece of shit!? Do you think you are better just because our king is your son, huh!?"
This time Medusa shouted at him with all her might, the succubus somehow managed to stand on her feet. There was utter rage in her eyes too when Jones simply scoffed at her big words. It annoyed him even more but before he could react another knock at the door interrupted them all.
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