[IC] Blood of Two Worlds

[Jazz]

With a nod, Damien drank the rest of the water within the glass to then set it down at the bedside table. Sitting on the edge of the bed that was free of people, Damien slowly stood on his own two feet feeling the cold hardwood floor.

He then wills a shift of his wolf form, ending up on all fours for stability at the moment. Damien then makes his way over to Dante and stops at his bedside and sniffs Dante from head to toe, finishing to resting his muzzle under Dante's hand.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Dante was in chaos. His soul and body a mix of emotions and pain. It seems the magic used the other night wasn’t off of him totally. An endless loop going back and forth in his body making it impossible for him to wake up. He looked pale and shaky like he had a flu bug.

Vale walked over and said “please…is there anything?”

[Jazz]

Damien pulled himself away and sat with his head tilted. "His body is a mess at the moment both body and soul. The magic used hasn't released him so to speak and so he's in an endless loop of emotions and pain that he can't recover properly and therefore wake up as well. If that makes any sense." Damien explains to them both.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Grant frowned as Vale groaned and held his head. “We have no way to reset him…what do we do?” Grant said “I hate to say it but I fear we need the witch to aid him…”

[Jazz]

Damien nodded. "If that is the case then if someone will escort me to where she is resting, we can see what we can do to aide Ana." He says and he slowly stands on his hind legs. Standing a tall as he can with what room he has.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Grant nodded and said “I can do that. The Witch is next door” he led Damien out while Vale sat by his brother and took his hand. When they were alone the Lord looked at him. “Thank you for your help. The Duke has been worried for his brother for a long time…this is just making his anxiety worse…” he opened the door and paused. “The Witch…seems to always bring chaos with her”

Ana was laying in the bed, her wound wrapped in fresh bandages and she seemed pale and weak.

[Jazz]

Following Lord Grant to Ana's room, he thought about what he said about Ana and thought it over. "Probably when you have a responsibility like she has. Plus she seems to genuinely help cursed ones so they can have a second chance at life. I know I don't know much about the world of Vampires, but I see her side so far. There is still much i need to learn." He explains.

Entering her room, she comes over to Ana's bedside to see the fresh manages and her physical state. So now he goes on all fours and takes in her scent to find the difference. His hand rests on hers gently.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Grant watched from the doorway and his eyes narrowed. “She is chaos in vampire form. That’s all I know. Even in battle when she appeared things went down and into blood and pain…never showed emotion on her face. Almost like she didn’t care who lived or died…”

Ana was weak. Her body was barely functioning and it was her mana low and her need for blood and food to aid both her sides.

[Jazz]

Damien listened but didn't answer as he focused on what he was doing. "Her mana is low. Blood and food will help." He states as he then begins to think about what could be done blood wise. While it seemed that Dante would help supply her with blood from what he guessed, maybe she could feed on him. While he had healed thanks to his abilities, he didn't see the harm as long as she would recover.

Making the decision here and now, he looks to Lord Grant. "I can supply her with blood. Hopefully that should give her enough strength to eat and recover the rest of her mana with time."

[MegaraFoxfire]

Grant raised an eyebrow and said “we have tried to give her blood. But we can’t get her to wake enough to feed. But maybe the scent of your blood will do the trick?” He wasn’t sure if it would work. But he hadn’t seen the pair before when she fed on his blood.

[Jazz]

At least it was something to try. So with that in mind, Damien shifted back to human form except an arm he left for the use of his claws. He decided to make a small enough cut on his wrist that hopefully she would be able to smell his blood. Just to make sure, Damien moved his arm a little closer.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Ana stirred a bit when the scent hit her nose, then suddenly her eyes shot open. She jumped up and bit into his arm, right at the cut and started to drink from him. The emotions and rush from before hit almost more than the first time, overwhelming both of them.

Grant watched stunned at the sight, not sure if he could believe it.

[Jazz]

Damien had to try and compose himself as the emotions hit him like a train. He wasn't prepared and he gasped and almost let a moan slip as his knees almost buckled from under him. But he baced himself to where he could sit on the bed and not worry about having to pull away. He tried to tough through it and breathe before glancing over to Lord Grant in hopes he would let them have some privacy. He remember from what Ana told him about it being a private moment of sorts. And right now his facade to be tough was not going to last.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Grant nodded and said “when you feel light headed you have to make her pull off. Her mind won’t do it normally…pure instinct right now” he walked out and shut the door but not all the way. He didn’t want to risk the wolf to a full on blood drain.

Ana kept drinking, moving closer to him as she did. Her eyes were blood red now, not even fully awake.

[Jazz]

Damien nodded and understood before looking back toward Ana as Lord Grant left the room. As Ana got closer, Damien tried to situate himself so they were decently comfortable. His other arm moved and started softly petting Ana's hair. "It's okay Ana. Just don't drink me dry alright?" He jokes a little, though hoping he could get her to stop when he needs her to. He was feeling that high of excitement that he remembered feeling for the first time and felt his current worries fading away.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Ana kept drinking, her skin getting color again and her body seeming to be able to move without strain. She blinked a few times near the end, her eyes clearing. She kept going then she stopped feeling his pulse. She moved back a little, her eyes looking for the source of his voice.

[Jazz]

Damien felt relief when he began to see color come back to her skin. He let out a sigh as he still ran his fingers through her hair. He noticed Ana moving back as if to look at him not realizing why. "Ana? You awake?" He asks, not sure if she was back to herself or not.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Ana blinked a few more times and after a moment his face came into focus. “da…Damien? What’s…what’s going on? You’re bleeding? What happened?” She looked down and then felt the blood on her lips. She covered her mouth, panic in her eyes. “Did I…attack you?”

[Jazz]

Damien noticed how Ana was coming back to her senses and smiled when she looked at him. He could only chuckle at her actions and shook his head. "No. Well not exactly. You needed blood and it seemed that even unconscious you were being picky. So I cut my arm a little to give you some blood so you could eat and recover." Damien explained.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Ana looked at him and tears filled her eyes. Then she hugged him and cried into his shoulder, shaking badly. “I’m so sorry Damien…I never wanted this…I didn’t think it would go this wrong…i should have protected you and Dante better…I should have…” she went quiet, trying to get the blood off her hands and face. She wasn’t fully recovered as she moved back from him. “They are right about me…I just bring chaos with me…”