Bishop takes queen...

Seeing her Queen fall to her hands and knees, the high priestess Herres smiled a toothy grin, setting up the candles in her quarters where the scent continued to permeate the room. It had no effect on her… Now. She was beyond its alluring effects, one of the MANY gifts her new goddess granted her and the rest of her loyal flock. But not the Queen, for her, her mind would become open to suggestion, open to heightened sensitivity that would have her collapse with pleasure with just the slightest touch, even now she would be feeling a pleasant warmth flow through her limbs and down her back as if basking in a sauna. Circling the queen of the amazons and placing each candle at every corner of the room, she made sure her quarters were a waft with the pleasant scent and the red glow of the candlelight. The high priestess finally crouched down to her knees with the largest of the five candles to be placed between them, letting its thin red smoke billow up and fill the Amazon Queen’s senses. “The candles are molded with a special herbal scent that allows us to have a deeper connection with our new patron, it relaxes the muscles and eases your troubles, can you feel that your highness? Can you feel the warmth of her embrace fill you? Do you feel relaxed?”

“Yes… I do…” Queen Hippolyta whispered sleepily; her eyes unfocused as she breathed in the red smoke.

Herres smiled, her eyes glowing red and her smile revealing fangs. Extending a delicate finger, she used it to raise her queen’s chin up to get a better look at her, smiling more darkly when she looked into the Amazon woman’s lethargic eyes. She always admired and respected her queen, a woman of timeless beauty and wisdom and one of Themyscira’s mightiest warriors. She had fought with her on many battlefields in the distant past and was her closest friend. But now? High Priestess Herres tilted her head in curiosity and smiled wickedly when her Queen did the same. Now, the Queen was beneath her, a naive mortal clumsily wielding her immortality like the others on the island without knowing how to use it. But then the night goddess showed her the truth and opened her eyes after granting her and the other the blood kiss. Even without a pulse, she never felt more alive! More superior to the tired, swooning woman she held by the chin with her one hand. She could feel the darkness in the room and the neighbouring chambers in the temple, gravity no longer held anchor to her, and the creatures of the night followed her command. And that was only the beginning! In time, her goddess promised she and the others would rival the gods themselves in power.

“Good…Then repeat after me your highness.” Bringing her hands together in prayer, Hippolyta did the same mechanically, watching the priestess’s hand gestures and mimicking them on command.

“We hold fealty to the night goddess, she who is of darkness and blood…”

“We hold fealty to the night goddess, she who is of darkness and blood.” Hippolyta recited sleepily.

“She who thirsts brings woe to her enemies and rapture to her servants…”

“She who thirsts brings woe to her enemies and rapture to her servants.”

“Her song soothes the obedient and harms the faithless…”

“Her song soothes the obedient and harms the faithless.”

“The night goddess will lead us to prosperity and pleasures abound…”

“The night goddess will lead us to prosperity and pleasures abound.”

“And all she asks of us…” Raising her hand with on open gesture, she waited for the Queen to do the same. “Is blood.”

“And all she asks of us, is blood.” Taking the Queen’s hand in hers, the high priestess looked down at her delicate fingers and palm, gently tracing her own fingers in hers, then her attention fell to her wrist. Watching the blood flow through the woman’s veins, Herres found the thirst in her rise. Breathing sharply, she could almost taste the coppery flavour of blood already. Subconsciously licking her lips and ignoring the Queen repeating the same gesture. Bringing the woman’s wrist closer, Hesser opened her mouth, her fangs fully exposed when she brought the Queen’s wrist to her lips. Just a taste… No one would know or care if she had just a taste.

“Now, now my high priestess, remember your place…”

Leaning away from the Queen’s wrist and clenching her teeth shut with a hiss and breathing hard, the high Priestess looked up with burning red eyes and gasped to find her Goddess appear from the shadows as if she were a part of them in the first place. She was beautiful, the most beautiful woman she had ever seen bar Diana herself. So pale skinned her complexion was like snow, with platinum white hair that flowed down her back and shoulders to contrast her gown, so pitch black it tricked the eye into thinking she was still merged with the shadows she appeared from. Taking but a few steps, her feet were obscured by her gown save for her bare thigh which flowed around and behind her like black smoke, but her arms, shoulders, back and neckline were left exposed. Fluttering her ruby red eyes with a regal smile of her own, the pale skinned woman crouch to meet the two at eye level and took Hippolyta’s hand in her own while the priestess bowed graciously. “I did not mean any offense my goddess! The blood, the thirst you… Gift us, sometimes it is too much to resist the temptation.”

“And I would never deny any of my flock the chance to feed, and soon you and the others will have an ocean of blood to feed from, to feed for all eternity on the blood of mortals.”

“Yes! The blood of mortal MEN! Man’s world is nearly overflowing with blood!” Shaking with the thirst, Herres bit at her finger at the thought of gorging on so much precious life fluid.

Tilting Hippolyta’s chin up with a sharp nailed finger, the night goddess smiled a cruel smile down at the immortal queen, her burning red eyes searing into the Amazon’s soft ocean blue. “Stand.” Getting up to their feet, the Vampire and Queen continued to lock eyes while the night goddess smiled. Tilting her head back and forth, the Night Goddess’s smile grew darker when Hippolyta did the same.

“Perfect, I do appreciate an open mind, so many secrets you can learn from a person when they TRUST you so openly.” Purred the pale vampire, tossing her long hair with a free hand to let it cascade down her shoulder.

“Do you intend to grant her the blood kiss as you have the rest of the sisterhood my goddess?” Asked the high priestess.

“Not yet… A woman of her stature would be hard to hide her apotheosis, even YOU have turned a lovely shade of death my loyal priestess.”

Covering her face, Hesser blushed with the compliment, looking down to find the colour in her skin had been draining ever since she had been turned, within a couple more nights she would become as alabaster as her goddess and unable to pass among her island’s society in the day without glaring notice. But by then neither would the rest of the coven.

“No, no, no… If you want things to go in your favour, you need someone among the LIVING to do for you what you can’t do in broad day light.”

“Hear my voice oh Queen of the Amazons, listen to the soothing tones and pitch of my commands, you will obey me, my every command will be followed without question. You WANT to do as I request of you, the thought of my voice spurring you on sends a thrill down your spine you cannot hope to resist.”

“Yes… My Goddess…” Hippolyta swooned, a shiver running down her back.

“YOU will be the instrument that shall bring the rest of the Amazons under my sway, YOU will command your people to introduce themselves to worshipping me, and in return, when your paradise is MY paradise, you shall become as the rest of my coven, eternally beautiful, eternally powerful, together we shall build an army powerful enough to conquer Man’s world under MY banner… But only once the rest of your amazon sisters pledge themselves to me.”

“Yes… My goddess…”

“Good! Now go, spread the word, bring your sisters unto me, and I shall grant them eternal night.”

Bowing before the Night Goddess, Hippolyta was now completely within her sway, her eyes unfocused but her face showing a stern determination not seen since her warrior years. “I shall do as you command my goddess; my sisters shall pledge to your worship one by one; all hail the night goddess, all hail the raven of the night.”

“Oh, my no, not a raven… A Black Canary.” With a snap of her fingers, the candles went out and left the chamber in total darkness.