innocence. “Me? I’m not doing anything, besides showing you how I feel.”
“No that’s not what you’re doing, well it is.” Valerie sighed with indignation. “More importantly, you are distracting me from my original question.”
“Which was?”
“You know darn well what it was, don’t play coy with me. Why do we have to see the judge?”
“Oh that.” James said as if it was nothing, but Valerie knew if it was nothing he wouldn’t have tried to hide it from her. “When an immortal passes through Hell the judge takes the opportunity to make sure they are still living in accordance with the laws set forth by the God’s and immortal’s councils. If he finds an immortal guilty of breaking the laws he calls the council to come deliver punishment. It wasn’t something originally in the judge’s job description, but he is an immortal himself, serving as judge in servitude for breaking the law himself.”
James didn’t give her an opportunity to question what he said; instead he scooped her back up and began walking. “We really need to stop with all these distractions.” He scolded.
Valerie laughed, “Tell yourself that mister. Maybe if you got your hormones in check we wouldn’t be running behind. Worse than a teenage boy I swear.”
The laughter died on Valerie’s lips as she caught sight of the large marble throne ahead of them. The throne itself was striking, a shimmering onyx masterpiece with tendrils of gold running through it like veins. James set her down gently, keeping a grip on her hand, as she let out an audible gasp at the figure sitting on the throne. He was an immortal, there was no doubt about that, but instead of the smooth creamy complexion James had his skin was gray with small cracks running through it.
“Judge, we are just passing through, no need to get up.” James said casually as they approached the throne. “If you would be so kind as to open the passage for us I would be much obliged.”
The judge’s eyes blazed orange as he growled at them. “There is no such thing as just passing through. You will be measured before I open that passage.”
Valerie felt herself begin to tremble as the judge descended the throne. She wanted to hide behind James. The judge had his eyes fixed pointedly on her and a sinister smile was turning up the corners of his mouth. “Well, well, Valerie Myers, interesting seeing you here. Most humans do not willing visit my little part of the world.”
Valerie steeled herself and squared her jaw. “I am not most humans, and as James said we are only passing through. Now let’s get on with this.”
James wanted to clap her on the back and say ‘atta girl’ for not letting the judge intimidate her, but he restrained himself and settled for a smug smile instead.
The judge continued to walk towards her until they were a mere inches apart. She could feel his hot breath on her face, smell his foul breath.
“As you wish.” The judge placed both hands on Valerie’s shoulders and she felt raw power crackle through the air. His eyes blazed as her head swam. He was doing something to her mind, she wanted it to stop, she wanted his hands off her, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t move. The Judge opened his mouth in a grin, baring his fangs as his head dipped towards her throat. Valerie braced herself for his bite, but a flash of motion disturbed the room before she felt the teeth pierce her skin.
She blinked rapidly as the fog in her head lifted. Looking across the room Valerie saw James and The Judge locked in an embrace of pure hatred for each other.
“Don’t you touch her, don’t you dare touch her. You know the rules you piece of shit.” James snarled squeezing the Judge’s throat.
The Judge only laughed, “I know the rules, but what do you know? Your new pet has hidden secrets, secrets she deserves to be judged for.”
Valerie winced at the words; she saw James turn to glance at her and knew in an instant that
“No that’s not what you’re doing, well it is.” Valerie sighed with indignation. “More importantly, you are distracting me from my original question.”
“Which was?”
“You know darn well what it was, don’t play coy with me. Why do we have to see the judge?”
“Oh that.” James said as if it was nothing, but Valerie knew if it was nothing he wouldn’t have tried to hide it from her. “When an immortal passes through Hell the judge takes the opportunity to make sure they are still living in accordance with the laws set forth by the God’s and immortal’s councils. If he finds an immortal guilty of breaking the laws he calls the council to come deliver punishment. It wasn’t something originally in the judge’s job description, but he is an immortal himself, serving as judge in servitude for breaking the law himself.”
James didn’t give her an opportunity to question what he said; instead he scooped her back up and began walking. “We really need to stop with all these distractions.” He scolded.
Valerie laughed, “Tell yourself that mister. Maybe if you got your hormones in check we wouldn’t be running behind. Worse than a teenage boy I swear.”
The laughter died on Valerie’s lips as she caught sight of the large marble throne ahead of them. The throne itself was striking, a shimmering onyx masterpiece with tendrils of gold running through it like veins. James set her down gently, keeping a grip on her hand, as she let out an audible gasp at the figure sitting on the throne. He was an immortal, there was no doubt about that, but instead of the smooth creamy complexion James had his skin was gray with small cracks running through it.
“Judge, we are just passing through, no need to get up.” James said casually as they approached the throne. “If you would be so kind as to open the passage for us I would be much obliged.”
The judge’s eyes blazed orange as he growled at them. “There is no such thing as just passing through. You will be measured before I open that passage.”
Valerie felt herself begin to tremble as the judge descended the throne. She wanted to hide behind James. The judge had his eyes fixed pointedly on her and a sinister smile was turning up the corners of his mouth. “Well, well, Valerie Myers, interesting seeing you here. Most humans do not willing visit my little part of the world.”
Valerie steeled herself and squared her jaw. “I am not most humans, and as James said we are only passing through. Now let’s get on with this.”
James wanted to clap her on the back and say ‘atta girl’ for not letting the judge intimidate her, but he restrained himself and settled for a smug smile instead.
The judge continued to walk towards her until they were a mere inches apart. She could feel his hot breath on her face, smell his foul breath.
“As you wish.” The judge placed both hands on Valerie’s shoulders and she felt raw power crackle through the air. His eyes blazed as her head swam. He was doing something to her mind, she wanted it to stop, she wanted his hands off her, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t move. The Judge opened his mouth in a grin, baring his fangs as his head dipped towards her throat. Valerie braced herself for his bite, but a flash of motion disturbed the room before she felt the teeth pierce her skin.
She blinked rapidly as the fog in her head lifted. Looking across the room Valerie saw James and The Judge locked in an embrace of pure hatred for each other.
“Don’t you touch her, don’t you dare touch her. You know the rules you piece of shit.” James snarled squeezing the Judge’s throat.
The Judge only laughed, “I know the rules, but what do you know? Your new pet has hidden secrets, secrets she deserves to be judged for.”
Valerie winced at the words; she saw James turn to glance at her and knew in an instant that
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