Army of the Damned

VOLUME 5 Chapter 5

Riding through the empty streets of the olden styled city. Jackson enters into the central district where a large park is flanked by lavish hotels with one of them, being named Charles De Gaulle. "There it is! I hope they have rooms available!" Stretching his arms, he pulls the wagon into its front where the valet helps Alana get down from the drivers bench while Elizabeth coming from the back clapped and intertwined her hands together. "Oh my! What lavish design, My Lord!" Her eyes sparkled with wonder at the decor of the hotel. With not an inch left untouched.

Five floors high with the first floor having large windows that gives you a perfect view of the ornate interior with its polished pillars and laminated wood that has symmetrical art of blooming flowers. "You like that huh? Pretty sure that's like... French-ish with a bit of a Winter Palace mixed into it." Elizabeth's eyes took in every little thing of the hotel as Jackson handed a coin to the valet. "The gilded gold between the floors, the ornate etchings on the window frames... my. Such good taste."
"I've seen one of those buildings built in your time. They look kinda extreme." Walking next to her with his hands on his pants garter, the Queen's head looked up to the spikes on the roof and the balcony on the fifth floor with its polished metal fence having the large golden text with the name of the hotel bolted on it. "Ah, mind it not. It's merely a product of excess within the time. But this... ah, I adore it, absolutely. I must purchase a share of this structure!"

Before anything else could invade her mind, Jackson quickly walks in and notices a stand by the elevator dedicated to the ballroom. "Ball Moved To Tomorrow Due To Announcement Of U.N. Tonight." He didn't mind it as much, already being tired from the long day as they got a room in the middle floors.

A big carpeted hallway greets the trio as their baggage is rolled into their room. The Male attendant leads them to the edge of the floor. Opening the door and revealing a beautiful ornate room full of Victorian Era artifacts. The two Vampires immediately fell in love with it as they began touching the sofa and couches. Meanwhile Jackson continues to follow the man as he leaves a brief overview of the functions of the room, what caught his attention was the large Jacuzzi adjacent to the Masters Bedroom.

The Living Room was gigantic, with three large sofas looking at a glass table with a flask of fresh human blood, a kitchen full of modern appliances like an Electric Stove, Oven, Fridge and a Bookshelf full of random books about history and culture of the Kingdom of Lusette on the other side next the door that leads to the Master Bedroom.

Soon after the attendant left, the Queen immediately dived into the sofa. Hugging all the pillows there while Alana goes to the kitchen with Bahamut. Looking at the extra ingredients inside the stocked fridge meanwhile, the tired General calmly enjoys an indoor Jacuzzi bath. "Ahhhh... this is the life."

In the middle of his trance, Bahamut uses her telekinetic powers to open the sliding door to the marble bathroom where she joins him. Slithering into the hot water which made him acknowledge her. He picks up a Sponge and starts cleaning the small Dragon. She began to wag her tail and lift her chin, pushing her body into the soft object as she got scrubbed, getting the harder spots on her body cleaned fully and her tail all sparkly and the black armored scales of her body started gleaming and reflecting the well-lit room.

"My Lord, what is this book about the Kingdom of Lusette?" waltzing into the jacuzzi without even an ounce of self respect to herself. Jackson quickly got underwater with only his chin above it. "WHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE?!" She then presents to him the large book with its cover showing a palace interior full of gems and sapphires, creating a sparkling divine room. "Oh, that place..."

On a wonderful garden of a snow white castle, a skeleton donning a modern day general's uniform is pointing a revolver at a beautiful High Elf wearing an angelic white gown with laces that seem to have a bright outline to it, the woman's long silver hair reaching the stone floor of the Gazebo she stood on as its ceiling is filled with gemstones, his Rangers decked in modern gear have surrounded her. Gunshots and explosions are heard throughout the castle as Blackhawk transport helicopters and Littlebird recon choppers lay waste to the wonderful and carefully crafted palace. Riddling all of the walls and windows with bullets.