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[RebornSerenity]

Kyler didn't want to wait but he would...

Damien could tell that she wasn't herself and to remedy the situation he jump up on the bed and lay down by her, putting his head on her breasts gently. he licked her cheek and stayed where he lay down. he was taking up a large portion of her side of the bed but if she curled close enough to him she would fit beside him between his large body and Kylers.
Kyler didn't like that she seemed to be around this dog more, but, honestly, he understood it. Sometimes she loved animals more than her own life, she was an animal gal. And he respected that.

Damien stayed curled up with her, he made sure she was safe and he wouldn't allow her to break lose and mess up and do something he regretted.

 

[Rogue]

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She could tell that Kyler had no desire to wait as he’d slumped away from her, almost grumpily. But it was best for the both of them. If he wanted not to become a meal and she wanted to keep her secret for as long as possible, she would need to use discretion. She was distracted instantly by his giant maw, resting across her chest. With a warm smile, she hugged a single arm lovingly around his neck, scratching behind his ears before curling close to him.

Reaching behind her, she took Kyler’s hands, intertwining their fingers lovingly before sighing almost wistfully, as if she were perfectly content being right where she was. If the world ended right now, she thought she would just be a-okay. Her sleep was peaceful, for the most part. Although it was riddled with nightmares and visions of things she didn’t remember doing… or even seeing.

When she’d finally woken in the morning, she flopped into her back and stretched almost obnoxiously, but careful enough to make sure that she didn’t disturb either of them if they were still sleeping, wriggling to the foot of the bed where she stood and made her way to the kitchen. She was… hungry. But it wasn’t clawing at her. Not yet, anyway. She’d need to go on a hunt tonight, perhaps of both varieties. She hadn’t forgotten the bastard who’d changed her and left her for madness.

Instead of focusing on the undesired hunger, she decided to fix eggs, bacon, and pancakes. How could anyone go wrong with that? Leaning forward against the counter, she ran her tongue along her gums where she knew her fangs hid. Never in a million years did she ever consider this possibility.

 

[RebornSerenity]

Kyler had put his back to her during the night, the wolf had moved as close to her as he could, giving her something to rely on. Kyler was still asleep and Damien watched her get up from bed. He cocked his head and followed her into the kitchen. She was hungry, but she would find that food wouldn't sate her pallet anymore. He whimpered softly and nudged her hand gently. She would need to actually eat, and meanwhile, he would too. He needed raw meat, preferably human meat but he would take animal meat too. Damien nuzzled her hand and then walked towards the door. He could go out and hunt for something on his own. He used his mouth on the knob and opened the door, moving outside. He closed the door wtih his foot and took off from the house. He stayed gone most of the day, returning late at night when everyone was asleep. he snuck his way into the bedroom and pressed his cold nose against Asche's hand. He wasn't sure if she was sleeping or not, but it would stir her either way. His plan, take her outside and feed her, he knew she hadn't left the house, he could feel her bloodlust. He had eaten his fill so he was able to give her as much blood as she possibly needed, straight from the source.

 

[Rogue]

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She didn’t mind Kyler’s childishness, it was something she was used to. Whether or not it he liked it or wanted it, it was for his own good, and as long as she was suffering from severe bloodlust, being anywhere near his veins was too dangerous. She’d spent the most of the day trying to be careful, although she noticed him leaving. She wasn’t sure if he was leaving and coming back or leaving for good, but she’d make it as best she could.

She spent a rather large amount of the day cooking, creating dishes for her and Kyler, but mostly for her, in some kind of hope that she’d find her hunger quelled. When it wasn’t, she knew what it was she needed, and she knew more than anything in the world that she wouldn’t be able to fight it. Her sleep was restless, light, and so when he’d nudged her hands, crimson hues popped open quickly to lock onto him, her lips concealing a startled growl. She’d calmed instantly when she’d seen Damien. She petted his maw before noticing his urgency.

With furrowed brow, she threw the blankets off of herself, moving to stand. She was dressed in what was obviously a lacy nighty, not necessarily appropriate company. But she trusted Damien. ”What’s up, boy?” She questioned, following him bare foot into the living room.

 

[RebornSerenity]

Damien looked at her crimson eyes and nuzzled her again as she calmed down. He was happy to see her up and following him and was pretty pleased at what she was wearing... He couldn't help but look a little bit before turning and having her follow him out to the living room. The pet name did interest him a little, she was treating him like a pet and he was unsure exactly how he felt. Damien didn't mind being treated like a dog too much, he was one after all. He let her follow him out to the living room and shifted, grabbing her hand gently as he sat down on the couch, pulling her on his lap. He tilted his head showing her the pale side of his neck with a soft smirk.

The blood was boiling in his flesh, he had eaten enough for his body to produce it in bounds, even continue doing so as she started to feed, giving her even longer to suckle from his neck earning from his pursed lips a soft moan. His hands rested on her hips out of instinct. he didn't mean to invade on her personal spac,e afterall she did have a boyfriend and she didn't want him cheating on him, but.. he wished she would leave him for Damien... quite a lot, but he wouldn't force it.

 

[Rogue]

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There was something undeniably intimate about the situation as he’d pulled her into his lap. Delicate silk pushed over her hips as she’d been forced to straddle him so that she could sit comfortably. She was confused at first, hands pressed into the back of the couch, feeling the heat washing over her. Her body was tense, breasts pressed into his chest. The pulsing nearby caused her fingers to dig into the fabric of the couch. Whatever thoughts were rushing through her mind were replaced with the feral need. Typically, she would worry about Kyler being so close by, but this need was burning.

Full lips brushed over the madly pulsing jugular barely two inches from her. A single arm curved about his shoulder as lips finally parted, tender fangs breaking the skin. The rush of blood was as maddening as it’d been before, if not moreso. A soft, quiet groan of satisfaction muffled against the warm flesh of his neck, eyes fluttering closed. His moan brushed over ear, sending a shiver rippling through her. Hands perched at her hips had made it worse.

With a possessive growl, her body reacted before her mind could stop it. Her body edged closer to his, fingers tangling in his hair. Perhaps her body was still tingling from Kyler’s teasing, and the bloodlust had only amplified it. She didn’t have to worry about Damien… he knew her secret. Lips barely parted from his neck, the other hand falling along his arm. ”Hold me closer…” she mumbled softly against his skin, shifting close enough that her abdomen brushed over his own. There was an urgency, a need that overtook all of her reasonable thought. Velvety tongue brushed over the wounds she’d made before her mouth had covered over the bite again, biting down a second time.

 

[RebornSerenity]

His hands moved inward more as she pressed into his chest, the feeling of her mounds pushed into his pecs made him growl slightly feral. He would care Kyler was nearby but honestly, he wasn't a threat in his eyes. He would be easy to take out if he had an isssue with what he was doing with his woman. He wouldn't take him out though, due to the high respect he held for this hunter. The fact she knew how to kill him and just wasn't was incredibly inticing to him, and the situation made the thought even moreso. He groaned matching her moan and he felt her teeth penetrate his skin deeper. Her hands wound in his hair made him pant softly, his breath hitting the top of her shoulder and back of her neck.

As she gave that command he obliged quickly, wrapping his arms tenderly around her waist, pulling her into possition just above him, pressing their groins close together. A single hand wouldn't fit in the space they left eachother. She didn't waste time before again penetrating his flesh with those fangs and this time he couldn't help but moan a bit louder, keeping it still quite low because of what was going on in the rest of the house. Unlike the hunters ,they were natural prey of the dark and could see in it a lot better, so they were both very at home in the moonlit room. To make matters even better, it was a full moon that night and Damiens lust was through the roof. He wasn't cursed with forced transformations during the full moon, but his growing tightness in his pants made it very obvious what he was cursed with, and it certainly wasn't a small delivery, either.

 

[Rogue]

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She huffed loudly as he tightened his grip around her. It was absolute euphoria. Growls and groans rippling in her ears only edged her further. Brunette curls barely shivered as his breath rushed over her pale flesh, loose straps of her negligee threatening to slide away from her shoulders. The heat growing at their pelvis’. This was wrong, dangerous. Her boyfriend was in the next room but this want burned her intensely. Everything was heightened. Her breath rushed passed flared nostrils as he grew beneath her, the sizable lump even moreso now that they’d shifted. She didn’t know anything about the euphoria of the bite, but he seemed to be enjoying it. And she was feeding off of his desire.

She’d forced herself to part from him, head leaning back to take a moment to breathe. The tips of her curls barely tickled over his embracing arms. A quiet, satisfied groan purred through her throat as her hunger quelled for the most part. Her palm smeared the blood over his throat, the hand tangled in his hair pressed into his chest. Spine arched in his grasp as she let the blood run through her body. Warmth spread over her entirely, enough so that her hips, perhaps involuntarily, gyrating softly against his own.

And once again, her body was moving before her mind reacted. Lips crashed against his own, hair falling over her shoulders as knees pressed further into the couch. There were a million things she wanted, needed. Some tickling in a gray area or morality, some… discarding morality entirely. And she had no control.

 

[RebornSerenity]

To fuck with the man on the other side of the wall. The moment she pulled back and looked at him like that, it was sealed. he shivered as she started to move, her hips pushing against his making him buck into her. Unsure if it was that action or something else that urged her on, eventually her lips were on his and they were locked in heated, unending passion. He grabbed her hips and moved quickly so her back was against the cushion of the couch, He kissed her hard, his hands making short work of the panties under her lingerie. His fingers curled into the band slowly working their way around the lazy elastic to the part where he wanted to be, his fingers met something wet, a mound of soft hair and warmth. It didn't take him long to press his finger into her, pressing the lace into the folds of her lips, while his tongue did a similar action pushing past her fangs. He couldn't help but run his tongue over her fangs, likely an erotic thing to any vampire. His fingers curled and gently pressed and released against that soft bundle of nerves just slightly inside of her womb. He kept liplock with her as his hand slowly edged it's way in, a few of his fingers exploring while 2 of them stayed put on the bundle, slowly moving up and down in unison to massage the spot diligently. He wasn't letting up as he got so hard he could barely take it anymore and started whimpering into her mouth from the discomfort that was being given to him downstairs. Unlike her, he was still in jeans, and the lock and key was hiding such a large surprise that it was actually causing him pain keeping those pants on.

 

[Rogue]

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Everything else started happening so quickly… before she knew it, she was on her back, underwear sliding away from smooth thighs. Her mind was screaming to stop, begging. But her body, her mouth wouldn’t form the words. And by the time his finger had dipped into her honeypot, her mind nearly went blank. Hips arched, pressing into his palm as lips muffled a groan against his lips as he’d worked into her womanhood. The warm tongue brushing over the extremely sensitive fangs were almost more than she could bare, she had to turn her head away from him.

”I can’t do this… I shouldn’t do—“ A strangled groan forced from her throat as hips subconsciously bucked against his palm. She knew she needed to stop. Kyler was in the next room. The next fucking room. This was the blood lust, or what was left of it, and she knew it. And perhaps it was his preternatural senses, but he knew her body in a way that seemed dangerous to her. A hand gripped at his wrist to halt the attention, even if her body desperately seemed to crave it, walls barely twitching against his digits in protest of her better judgment.

”God I want you… But I can’t… He’s in the next room… do we even know what we’re doing…?” she hadn’t pulled the slender appendages from her core, but she had halted his movements, even as her chest heaved and her needs protested.

 

[RebornSerenity]

He couldn't say he didn't expect it, his own fangs were trembling at the chance to release but it couldn't come soon enough. The pang he felt in his chest when he was stopped was heavy, it felt like she had taken his heart physically and squeezed. he pulled his hand out, just looking at her for a moment. She... She had started it... she kissed him... she... he closed his eyes to hold back the burning sensation as he looked away from her casting his blind gaze away from her. He could tell she wanted him... but she couldn't, and that hurt him more than he liked to admit. She had her fill of blood from him for some time... He pulled away from her getting off of her and sitting in the recliner for a moment. His jaw was trembling and he did his best to control his urge... At this moment, he would have been able to rape her, he was so far gone. If she tried to come near him all she would get its the 'hand in the face' technique, telling her he wasn't in the mood. He stayed sitting for several moments unable to contol the feeling of lust that caused his mind to ramble. He shifted his form and walked over to the door, opening it to bolt off into the night. He ran several laps around the house and came back to lay outside on the front step. His eyes were glistening with the moonlight and the shred of anger within them.

 

[Rogue]

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That look, he hadn’t had to say anything. At first, she could feel the pain… but the tension in his jawline revealed his anger. She’d felt cold instantly the moment he’d moved away from her… a sensation she wasn’t sure she was able to feel as… what she was. The red bled from her eyes now, replaced by the brilliant sapphire and fangs reluctantly began to slip into their retreat in her gums. She’d hurt him… She truly was cursed… That hadn’t been her intention. He’d saved her life, had saved Kyler’s… And even if she’d had little to no control over what her body was ding, she did start it… She’d kissed him. She’d wanted to. That… allure. Having no secrets, nothing to hide. Being completely open with someone who understood you completely was a temptation that burned Asche like no other had. She sat in silence for a moment, easing herself into a seated position, eyes finally cast to the floor.

And before she could speak, he’d changed and was gone. Her throat tightened immediately, eyes cast towards the floor at the discarded linens. This wasn’t who she was. She wasn’t an unfaithful woman, and she knew what she wanted… she always knew what she wanted. And she had, without a doubt in her mind, a single doubt, wanted him. But how would that even pan out. She was a vampire, he was a sifter. She was a hunter, and he was a shifter… This life would never pan out for her, and she knew it. She was playing dollhouse with living dolls, herself included.

Sliding the underwear back over her form, she cast her gaze no to the moon just outside the window. If torture had been what her sire’d had in mind when he changed her… it was well played. She couldn’t live this way, could she? Could any living creature? An undeniable sorrow began to swallow her whole, as if the shadows themselves were suffocating her. Everything was going to go wrong… everything… it was just a matter of ‘when’…

Taking a blanket from the couch, she wrapped it around her form and laid down against it’s cushions, head perched against the arm. If this was what Hell was like… maybe she understood why so many people clawed their way to the stairway to Heaven.

 

[RebornSerenity]

Damien was hurt, he didn't think it would have hurt him that bad but he was feeling the pain more than ever. He curled into a tight ball and attempted to sleep through the night but was unable to. He couldn't stay here... not like this... but he did anyway. Later that mornign he strolled into the living room just letting his pressense known before taking a seat by the fire to curl up. He watched the flames dance, his ears pushed back a little on his head. If this was what the Alpha had in mind for her life.. he won. This was torture. He wanted her so bad, but due to her existing life it was impossible. The last thing he wanted was to make her cheat and due to his hormones, that is exactly what happened.

Kyler got up and strolled into the living room having just woken up. "Morning love." he said, kissing her on the forehead. He glanced over at the wolf and then at her, smiling softly. He moved his hand to her leg and smiled. "Feeling better this morning?"

Damien physically curled tighter, closing his eyes.

 

[Rogue]

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She’d opened her eyes when she felt his touch, her gaze moving towards him. ”Mmph, is it morning already…?” she mumbled. Physically, she felt like a million bucks. But in every other tense of the word, she was in Hell. But she returned his warm smile anyhow. There was something about the warmth of his presence that was comforting, even if she felt an immediate twist in her gut. Guilt, maybe? She placed her hand over his own, brushing her thumb over the skin of his knuckles before speaking.

”I feel fine… much better… Are you hungry or something…?” She said, shifting herself into a seated position on the couch, although it hadn’t been enough of a motion to make his hand move. She wanted some semblance of normalcy right now, but could she ever truly have that again.

Her free hand lifted to his features, brushing her thumb over his cheekbone. They’d been together so long… She’d had a moment of weakness with Damien… forbidden fruit. But… What had that truly been? Truly? Even she didn’t know…

 

[RebornSerenity]

Kyler smiled and nodded. "Sure love." He said. He brought her hand to his lips kissing the finger tips. "You sure you're okay?" he asked. "You seem... off." He said slightly, his other hand moving up to brush the hair from her eyes. He stood there a moment looking at her. She touched his face and he leaned into the touch. "Love you Asc..." He said softly. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up to him. "Whatver is bothering you... you can tell me."

' No she can't.'Damien thought to himself. 'you're a hunter... you wouldn't even hesitate to kill her...' He sighed. 'I would love her no matter what... your love is only skin deep...'

 

[Rogue]

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She knew the truth… This was a secret she just couldn’t trust him with. But the shade was… comforting. This was something that’d been a part of her life for a very long time. She wrapped her arms carefully about his shoulders, kissing his cheekbone. ”I know… I’m fine, babe… Really. Go dig out something for breakfast and I’ll fix it up.” granted, she knew she’d regret it. Most of what she’d eaten since she’d turned had lost it’s appeal. She got the flavor, sure, but it wasn’t filling, it was what she needed it to be. Comfort feeding, at this point, would be a different thing for her entirely. No longer would an entire bag of flaming hot Cheetos sate her sadness.

As Kyler walked away from her, she placed her arm over her stomach, a free hand moving to rub her face. It was in her body language, whether or not Kyler could read it or not, Damien would know she knew she was doomed. There was a lack of enthusiasm in her step as she eventually joined him in the kitchen.

 

[RebornSerenity]

Damien glanced over where she went and he sighed and stretched out. He was surprised there weren't other hunters coming down towards the kitchen, although it was still pretty early, at least around 5am. He stayed where he was curled up by the fire, not wanting anything to do with her. He didn't owe her anything anymore, he helped her... he could leave, and she could deal with it on her own but that would make him a bad guy, and Damien wasn't like that. As hurt as he was, he would continue to help her... as long as she needed him.

Kyler pulled out some food, specifically biscuit mix, gravy, and eggs. He waited for her to start cooking before stepping up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, kissing the side of her neck gently. She was his life, the reason he had gotten into hunting. She had started him with it. 10 years ago when she and he were both young, she had met him on a hunt with her father, his family had always been in the business, but he never wanted to until that day. He met her and he fell for her almost instantly. The look in her eyes, the smell of her hair, the gentleness of her touch. It was at first sight. He never parted from her since that day, staying with her and she trained him into the hunter he was today, he went from being pathetic, small, and antisocial to being strong, handsome and pretty confident, all because of her.

 

[Rogue]

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She avoided Damien’s gaze enough not to realize he wasn’t looking. She really was a monster in every definition of the word? Was this just what the Vampire nature was like? This complete and total lack of control…? Why did he come back? Was he staying? Did he have a point to make? She opted not to drown herself on it. She had a habit of doing that, allowing a situation to suffocate her entirely.

It taken her long to get to work, keeping her mind on the food until she’d felt the strong arms about her waist. And instantly, she felt like she could have melted. He was certainly in a mood this morning, or maybe he was feeding off of her dread? There was no real way to tell. She purred at his little kisses, lying her head back against his shoulder, the whisk halting in the mix. ”You know, I’m never going to get breakfast made if you keep distracting me.” She commented, turning to glance at him.

He was a far cry from what he had been, that was certain. Hunting was in her blood, her bloodline was legendary. So, she’d already been neck deep in the game when the two of them had met. She’d remembered his… timid nature. How he seemed to shy away from her, as if a girl couldn’t teach him anything. That hadn’t taken long to change. A few asswhoopings and he’d gotten himself right into gear.

Regardless, she allowed herself to feel… normal. For now. She swayed subtly in his embrace, leaning back into his chest. ”You’re in a good mood this morning…” she noted aloud.

 

[RebornSerenity]

He smiled down at her and kissed her neck again before moving away so she could cook. "Just... remembering how we met." He said. "I wouldn't be anything without you." he said softly. "Dead, likely." He said. "You know you're the only reason I became a hunter? Speaking of which, we found a pack, we're going after them tonight." He said, changing the topic a bit.

Damien's eyes widened hearing the conversation. 'Mine?' No, not possible, they had been well hidden, Damien made sure of it. He listened in.

"Robert was up there yesterday, already killed a pup and a couple of the adults. They were part of the pack that attacked the town of Shaveet A couple weeks back."

The words hit his ears and rage fueled him, he controlled his anger for only a few minutes. His pack. His home. He'd betrayed them by not only falling for a hunter, but also falling for a vampire! He snarled at himself - he wasn't there to protect them and... and this hunters pack killed them. He sat thinking which ones had been killed, he could only remember one pup and suddenly he howled softly. Soft enough that it wouldn't wake anyone up but it did bring attention to Kyler and heard even louder by the vampiress.

"Why is your wolf howling?" he asked, glancing towards the living room. He considered it to be a coincidence, he'd checked the wolf for all signs of it being anything but a regular wolf, so it wasn't that he understood him, right?

 

[Rogue]

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She almost stiffened. She knew that Kyler knew full well that she didn’t approve of hunting down the shifters unless they were real threats. And then… a pup? The tension would be entirely missed by the hunter, but not by the Vampiress who placed the biscuits in the oven. She turned towards him, eyes almost narrowed. ”Really? You guys just went out looking for them? I understand protecting the humans, but the wolves aren’t the real threats…” Her eyes locked onto his features. ”Vampires live among us. As humans. They trick and murder us daily…” and then it came to her.

She moved towards him, placing her palm in his cheek and making direct eyecontact with him. He’d instantly find himself in almost and hypnotized state. ”You’re going to go to Robert and insist that the pack be left alone… You’re going to call off this witch hunt and focus on the Coven of Vampires near the church. You’re going to realize that this… obsession with the shifters you have is silly… You won’t go after them. Not now, not ever.” And soon he’d repeated her, his voice monotone. Robotic even.

”We won’t go after them. Not now, not ever…” And with that, Kyler left the room on his mission. Compulsion was an advanced technique, one that required a considerable amount of energy that she wasn’t entire sure she even had. Almost immediately upon hearing the door close, indicating that Kyler had left her, she hit her knees, panting.

Her head was pounding, a pain unlike anything she’d ever felt, blood just barely peering from her nostrils. She’d burned too much of her energy, although she was thankful it’d been shifter’s blood she’d taken in… otherwise she may not have been able to do that. There had been a very high risk that, if that’d failed… she’d have outed herself. But she… had to. Something in her…

She gagged, instantly feeling sick enough that she’d had to dart to the can in the kitchen and vomit. It was mostly black, thick like sludge… It’d thankfully take Kyler a moment to have that conversation and give her a chance to try and compose herself.

”Oh fuck… fuck, fuck, fuck…” She groaned, wiping her mouth and nose on her arm. ”Shit.” She hissed, stumbling from the kitchen and into the bathroom where she could clean her face of the evidence.

 

[RebornSerenity]

Damien was shocked to hear what she just did, hearing the robotic repeat of what just happened, it caused him to get up and move towards the door. He saw her on the floor on her knees and knew she had burned off just about everything he had given her, or most of it ended up in that trash. He followed her out to the bathroom, slipping in and shifting, leaning back against the door to close it. He paused, unable to really say anything for a moment. "....Thanks...." he said. "They are my pack... but... we did... yes...we...attack the village last week... it was a revenge attack... the hunter killed my .... " he trailed off. He coughed softly. "It doesn't matter... we deserved them attacking us for what we did... we wiped out the village... a ...a pup was taken from us a couple weeks back... his mother had been the first to be killed..." He was seemingly affected by it harshly, "Then... he.... I'm glad the village is dead... thank you for stopping them..." He said, his eyes downcast. "Sorry about... last night..."

Kyler snapped out of the 'trance' and shook his head, he had just been telling him they weren't going to kill the wolves tonight when he snapped out.
"Uh, Ky man? Hello?"
"What?"
".... You were just telling me how you weren't going to the wolf hunt tonight..."
"....I was?"
"Have you been drinking?"
"No... I... " He blinked. 'What the serious fuck just happened.' "No, it must be stress, but we need to focus on killing vampires, right?
"I suppose, but this pack did kill an entire village..."
"oh... I didn't know that..." He stopped to wonder what had just happened.

 

[Rogue]

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”Don’t thank me… I don’t… know if it’ll work. I don’t know how any of this wor—“ another heave into the toilet bowl this time. She’d crouched, placing her temples in her hand, holding her hair back. ”If this didn’t work… if he finds out, I’m done for… I don’t know what I was thinking… I just… hate when they go out on these witch hunts… This… bastard turned me..” Her stomach was cramping something awful, but she disregarded it. Her voice lowered.

”I felt your sorrow… I owe you… This whole goddamned town owes you… God knows what I would have done if you hadn’t showed up…” She mumbled into the dome. Her brows furrowed for a moment, her gaze cast to the door. ”Something’s wrong… It’s not working… the Compulsion wasn’t strong enough…” Instantly, her skin rippled and she could feel the fangs prickling at her lip, mostly because she felt panic pounding in her chest. If she’d just gotten them found out, they’d both be dead. ”You may need to go. Don’t apologize… I did that… that was my fault. I don’t have control over… any of this. I need to… I need to focus…” She leaned back against the bathtub, trying what she could to wipe the doubt, the uncertainty from Kyler’s mind… but she wasn’t strong enough. She couldn’t control her bloodlust, how did she expect to be able to pull off a technique like that? The stress on her body was becoming obvious.

Blue veins peaked to the surface, as if her skin had become so pale it was nearly translucent. The blood continued to drip from her nose, but she was losing steam, and losing it fast. But she had to fix this, she had to change it. She’d just messed everything up. Everything on a chance.

 

[RebornSerenity]

He moved over to her, kneeling by her side after locking the door from the inside. His hand gently pulled her red curls back from her face twisting her hair gently in his hand and holding it back for her. He listened to what she said and emphasized with her, he knew what it was like being turned but it was completely different for him... He ran his other hand down her back gently. She would have killed everyone if he hadn't helped her. She started to go off on a tangent and until she started talking about focusing and how the compulsion wasn't strong enough he looked at her. "Don't do what I think you're trying to." He said. "Asche..." He growled at her. "Knock it off Asche!"

Kyler could feel weird shit going on in his mind, he was starting to clue in even more to the whole situation, putting things together.

"Asche, you're going to make it worse and kill yourself trying, knock it off or I will force you to." He said, the kindness in his voice gone, replaced by a husky, deep, and angry tone.

 

[Rogue]

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She’d shuddered, huffing loudly, hands tearing away from her temples. She could feel things clicking into place, but maybe getting it started was enough? She couldn’t do much else, she instantly felt dizzy, enough so that she’d nearly fainted, barely hearing his words, although the last demand, reached her ears. She brushed it off. ”What good is any of this if I can’t use it to help people?! I have to try…” Fingertips curled into the cold tile. She had to fix it.

She’d tried to enhance the urgency, the certainty that these thoughts were his. And she’d been so deep into this that she hadn’t noticed that Damien had pulled something sharp from his inventory. And then came the prick in her neck that halted everything. Brows furrowed, dull hues shifting to look over at him. It was his pack she was trying to save… why…? Instantly, she’d fallen over into his grip, eyes studying his face for answers, but body unable to move or speak. She was paralyzed… Deadman’s blood. Eyes fluttered for a moment as she struggled to maintain consciousness, but she was fighting it, trying to figure him out. Why he would stop her, in favor of his pack?

The only good news would be, that with her unconscious, even if Kyler had discovered he’d been compulsed, his returning to an unconscious girlfriend would only cement the fact that it had to have been another Vampire, a strong one, that had gotten in his mind. Maybe one that wanted his attention. And it might, just maybe, divert him.

 

[RebornSerenity]

Damien couldn't take it, his panic got to the point where he couldn't take her doing this anymore. He slipped a syringe from his coat and slammed it into her neck, dropping it to the ground momentarily as he caught her falling body in his arms. He held her bridel style, one hand under her shoulers and the other under her knees. Her head was rested against his chest. He took her to her bedroom, leaving the bloody clothes on her - they worked as part of what he was setting up. He then ripped her shirt where her neck was , tossed her crossbow on the ground by the bed, pulled her arm off the side of the bed. he went back to the bathroom and grabbed the syringe, putting a little bit of the deadmans blood on his fangs before leaning down and biting into her neck, exact placement of a vampire bite, leaving two gaping holes in the side of her neck. He then allowed his saliva to drip down her neck and chest to look like the hold were dripping blood, meanwhile he fed her some of his own blood just to give her back the strength when the deadmans wore off. He ran his hand over the blood on her neck pressing down into her flesh with his claws, vampires usually used their nails while biting, so it would be more beliveable. If Kyler walked in on this, he would know instantly it was a vampire that came in and hurt her, maybe he would even be okay with her being 'turned' as long as he knew, who knows. One way to find out he supposed. Damien finished off the scene by shifting to his wolf form and stabbing himself with an arrow in his shoulder so he had a reason for not saving her from this vampire. He yelped loudly and Kyler came running. "ASCHE!"

Kyler noticed the wolf on the ground panting heavily with a crossbolt in his shoulder, seemingly accidently fired during the struggle with whatever was in here. He noticed the blood on the bed and all over her shirt from a wound on her neck. "no...No, Asche!" He saw there was blood on her mouth and feared the worst. "F-Fuck... " He closed and locked the door to stop anyone else from coming in. Not his Asche.... she couldn't be... He Moved up on the bed with her pulling her to his chest. "Asche... please.... please don't die..." He said, tears welling in his eyes. "I don't want to lose you, please... please... don't do this to me..." He started thinking about what would happen if she was turned. he would have to kill her, he wouldn't have a choice, if she couldn't control herself how... how could she if she got turned... He sobbed hard, his chest heavy, as he held her close and rocked back and forth.

It took hours for her to finally regain movement and consciousness and Kyler was still there holding her, rocking, singing
I'll hold your hand till it goes cold.
I'll hold my tears until you go.
With all the life that leaves your bones,
it soaks the purpose from my own.

Damien hated that it came to this, but maybe... just maybe it would work out... He hoped that what he planned would work out, then he could leave and everything would be perfect.