Infection and Arriving at New York

When Yao returned to Kamar-Tajar, he began to burn up with a fever that could kill a normal man as he felt most of his cells beginning to succumb to the mutagenic venom. He sat down and began to meditate while using his magic to halt or slow the process.

As for his injury, he could not treat it right now as if he let down his guard he would probably die from the mutagenic or worse. He called in more sorcerers and when they all saw the state he was in they all rushed to his aid.

"MASTER YAO!! What happened?"

Yao said nothing, but they all got to work and first of all, had to treat the cut on his chest that had cut his lung nearly in half. As for the venom, Yao would have to deal with it on his own. That made him realize that Jack was just waiting for a chance to use his venom. It was like it was made to kill instead of turn.

After several hours of constant purifications, healings and attempts they managed to suppress the venom and even extracted a sample to analyze to try and get an antidote. As for Yao, he was in a magically induced coma so he could recover from the contamination to his body and soul.

A sorcerer looked at the black liquid in a magical container with fear. Just a small amount nearly killed master Yao and anyone else would have died or worse become no better than a slave.

"We will need to work together to analyze this, it is wicked."

The others nodded and set out to begin to test it and with an analytic spell, they found something alarming. The venom cells were a mix of magic and biology on top of the fact they acted as ravenous devours. They ate the cells and forced them to mutate into a very different DNA structure.

It was why the death rate was so high, but the worst part was that it even affected magic, and their attempts to try to use this to make an antidote would fail. They found they would have to find an uncontaminated, pure sample straight from the source.

The only way to get that would be to get Jack and that was impossible. For now they kept it in the most secure place they could muster as it could be the key to save Yao. As for the one responsible he could feel where his venom was as it was still in the body of Yao and smiled.

"So he managed to survive and suppress its effects. Well in time it will come back. You are only delaying the inevitable Yao. You will either die or be my slave."

At the moment Jack's pets were all sleeping on the floor as he was fully ready to leave for Europe. First, he would go to Canada then back to New York while taking a boat to Britain. From there he would go to Romania to find whatever was attracting him.

From what he knew Dracula was a mage and Yap proved to him that magic was not something to be feared. However, he wanted to go there for a different reason he did not know. He knew it was not related to Dracula, but something else.

'Whatever it is, it better be worth the trip.'

After his fight with the Ancient One went quite well and he managed to cripple the man at least for now he was a bit freer. In the next few days, the revolutionists came for the guns and he got paid. He placed it in a few banks that he bought and if anything happened to it he would kill everyone involved.

For now, he, his pets and one Raven were all walking East with not much on him besides a backpack he got with a few things like his chains and nothing else. As he walked through the open plains he wanted to buy a bit more of the land to make a National Park or something in the future.

For the next month, he just traveled East after crossing into Arkansas and kept his trip until he finally got to Nashville Tennessee. As he approached the city he looked at his pets as at this point they were about 2 meters tall.

"Can you all shrink?"

They nodded and shrunk down to a size that was more manageable so he approached the city. A guard saw him and unlike before did not jump to the gun.

"Hey you there, where do you come from? What is with the wolves and the bird?"

Jack coughed to get back into the mood to speak to the human.

"Well my grandfather was a dog breeder and on a hunt killed a wolf pack, but found their young pups. Got it in his head to breed them and it has been a family tradition since him. As for the bird, I find it fun."

The man looked at the bird and how it looked back at him. However, he also felt it was creepy as they signified death on top of Jack's skull on his shirt. He did not care as long as Jack could pay.

"Are you paying or not?"

"Yeah, yeah I pay for the wolves the same for a person."

After he got done Jack entered the city as he was here to look for a railroad to go up North. As he walked around the small city he got a few looks of distrust because people were very religious at the time. Jack walked through the city until a rock nearly hit him in the face.

However, he moved out the way and looked where it came from, and saw a little kid looking at him with hate.

"Demon, leave our city."

Jack frowned and approached the kid slowly while his pets were snarling at the kid for attacking their master. Jack looked around and saw people looking at him with contempt, but Jack could care less. He was in front of the little kid who realized how big Jack really was.

He did not even get a chance to say sorry before Jack kicked him in the face while limiting his strength. The kid was thrown back and his face looked worse than any child should be, but he could care less.

"If anyone else wants to try me I am more than willing to entertain you, but I might not be as nice."

A few men came out of their houses with shoves, pitchforks, and axes as they saw how he kicked the poor boy from earlier. However, Jack looked at the small mob and popped his neck while he licked his lips.

Ever since he fought the old man his confidence was at an all-time high. He knew he was still nothing in the grand scheme of things, but he was too happy right now to calm down. His eyes began to lightly glow a little red and the people saw how the closer they got the more their instincts were telling them they were in front of a beast, not a man.

However, Jack calmed down as if he went on a mindless slaughter right now he would just ruin some of his plans. He could always come back to destroy them, and he left. He approached the railroads while the people were all looking at him with hate.

He ignored them, but he remembered their faces. He never felt so humiliated and he was not a prideful person before, but the fact that insignificant humans that would never be more than servants were looking down on him made his blood boil.

However, he messed up on one thing. Railroads were not a thing until a few decades later so right now they were few and far between. He sighed and began to slow trench North on Foot. Once again he began his trip and a month later he ended up finally in New York.

Jack was really annoyed that the infrastructure was still so bad, but he had no reason to complain. He could travel several times faster than normal people and a trip that would take months took him a month.

When Jack was in New York he was in a high-grade hotel for the time and yet it was still shit compared to even a decent one. He sat on the bed and wished he could stop caring about humans, but even if he beat Yao that man was nothing too.

He was weak while people were out there that could and would kill that man easily. Lucky for Jack he felt that if he needed he could lift at least 150 tons, he had a 50% percent increase in his physical might, but that was nothing compared to Fenrir the original.

It could fight and even surpass Thor and Odin who could destroy planets on their best days. However one day he would eat all three if it was the last thing he did. He suddenly realized that he wanted to eat Gods, but it was just part of him.

"Hope they taste good at least, Loki can be the appetizer."

As he was laying in bed he suddenly felt a cold, but the soft weight on top of him and he looked up and saw the eyes of Death.

"What happened, I thought I needed to cause death or be near death?"

She nodded. "Well, you forgot one thing, be responsible for much Death. Your stunt with your new muskets caused the Alamo to end up very different. Over the last few battles, the Mexicans have been very metaphorical and physically stabbed through the heart."

Jack felt proud that his work was working as intended. He might have his brand go down in history and he could already guess the reputation he might have in a few decades.

"I guess they did their job well."

She nodded. "Very, you're going to tell me how you knew how to make them?"

Jack sighed. "We've been over this, you have your secrets and I have mine. I can't tell anyone, not even you."

She suddenly leaned down and hugged him, pressing her seductive body on him.

"Are you sure, your succubus here wants to know? Master, I want to know."

Jack suddenly felt his instinct to take her and go wild, but he bit his own lip as he knew she was just trying to get him to spill his secrets.

"Stop doing that, and you heard what I said.? Damn you, Dante, I trusted you."

The Raven named Dante shook his head as he didn't do anything. Death got off him as her act did not work, but she knew he would not fall for it.

"Don't blame him. I heard everything, so you think I am beautiful and a succubus now do you?"

"Maybe, you do try to seduce me a lot and if I was dumber like a certain purple raisin would be wrapped up in your pinky, or am I wrong?"

She shook her head. "No, you are quite right, sometimes I think you are too smart."

Jack grinned. "Seems I am the only smart one of your suitors, now am I. The wait wouldn't you be my suitor as you are the one after me."

She suddenly realized that it did seem that way and she just sighed.

"Goodbye Jack, look after little Dante here. Bye."

She disappeared leaving Jack and his pets alone, but Jack sighed.

Jack had a hard time dealing with Death as it seemed she could activate his libido as he had extremely good control over it, but she seemed to turn him on like crazy. He was no fool and was not interested in having sex with humans as they felt gross.

Tomorrow he would take a boat into Canada, take the two mutants and then take another boat to Britain. It was time for him to leave North American and go find whatever was over there as it seemed it would benefit him in the long run. Whatever it was.

For now one step at a time. He closed his eyes to sleep and even if he did not need sleep he still enjoyed it. It relaxed his mind and it was one of the few times he could relax.

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