((Poor modest little Sarah has no clue what sate her cloths are in or she’d be most upset *giggles))

Sarah shivered, whimpering as Jason grew closer and pushing harder into the couch as if trying to resist. Feed… now she really understood why they smelled so good… and why her muscles were tensed and trying to get her flying from the couch into both of the two non vampires in the room. She slowly raised her eyes, meeting Jason’s own and looking more terrified then everything. “w..why?” She asked simply, wondering why he would give his blood so readily.

Still as he kneeled she couldn’t help but lean closer, nearly holding her breath to resist the scent though her body was shifting towards him against her very will. Feeling her body react on instinct she didn’t even know she had her eyes flew to Damian, her eyes seeming to plead with him to stop her from doing this… from taking even a willing man’s blood. Yes… this was different then Russ who had fed on her against her knowledge and will but it still made her feel a monster…

Before she could stop herself, however, her fangs bit into Jason’s neck as she leaned forward. She shivered in a combination of disgust at herself and instinctual pleasure, every cell in her brain screaming at her to stop… to pull away… but she couldn’t… for a few minutes her body obeyed only the vampire… and the call of Jason’s sweet blood.

Jason made a face as the pain took over, a light whimper escaping his lips. She was newly turned and didn't know how to roll a mind properly yet, so the pain was unmasked and real as it could be. He tried to relax and tell himself the pleasure was there, but he was failing so far. As she took mouthful after mouthful, he felt a little dizzy.

Damian could see Jason's distress, but it wasn't his place to step in. If the wolf could not defend himself, it was Jean-Claude's job as master of the city to intervene. He watched carefully, smelling Sarah's fear and confusion and feeling the pull even stronger. Something was willing him to stop her, something told him to take the job of a master and a sire, even though he was neither. He looked from Jean-Claude to Sarah, willing himself to stay and do as he should.

(( now we have to wait for Bi ))

For a few moments she felt only instinct, her hand going to wrap itself inside his hair and grip even stronger at his whimper. She shifted, pain beginning to enter her own pleasure though at first she was too much animal instinct over thought to really understand it. Slowly as he began to feel more pain and more dizziness, however, Sarah surfaced just long enough to realize how much she was hurting him… She too began to whimper as will and instinct fought… till finally she pulled away with an inhuman howl loud enough to shatter ear drums and turned to face the back of the couch which she began to bury her face in.

She began to cry, silent, mournful tears as she began to apologize with heartbreaking sincerity as she clearly blamed herself for weakness and not the fact that she was simply a newly turned vampire for she often had unreasonably high expectations of what she should know since her brother’s death… “I… I’m so sorry” She gulped through her tears, one hand curled over her head…. “Sorry, Sorry, sorry…. “ She continued, sounding like a little kid who knows they have done something terrible but not what they have done or how to make amends. She couldn’t bring herself to look at any of them…. Shame filling her every cell. Why did she have to be so weak and stupid?

Anita watches the exchange intently thinking, (Competition? What can he mean?). She sense Damian's pull toward the young vampire and looks to him watching as he holds himself back from her. 'Jean Claude, you should let Damian handle things, I think. He is drawn to her. I'm not sure how, but he is,' she advises through their mental link.

Jean Claude winces slightly as he hears the sound of pain coming from Jason, knowing that it is essentially his fault. Jean Claude watches, and, just when it seems he should intervene, he sees Sarah pull away with a howl of pain and self loathing. He hangs back After Anita's comment, 'As you wish ma petite.'


Anita nods, 'Damian, You should handle things with her, I can tell you feel a sort of connection to her. Go. She is hurting.' she looks directly into his eyes after this little mental message, 'Jean Claude will stay back.'

Asher had looked Jean-Claude as Jason struggled a bit, concern on his scarred features. He was about to ask Jean-Claude why he wasn't helping the wolf when the girl suddenly stopped, overcoming the sheer instinct of a Vampire. He watched her as she

Jason had fallen back onto the floor, his neck sealed already as his chest heaved slightly and he stared at the ceiling. He started to move soon after though, clenching and unclenching his hands, blinking and making sure he was still alive.

Damian had a small look of shock on his face as he looked into Anita's eyes, but he just nodded and looked to the Master of the City. He then kneeled by Sarah again, resting a hand on the couch arm near hers. "You have no reason to apologize, You have amazed us all tonight. I have lived over a thousand years and have not heard or seen a new Vampire that rose only hours after being taken, nor a new Vampire that could control the hunger like that." He looked to her ocean colored eyes, then to the slowly moving Werewolf on the floor. He wasn't really too sure of how he was supposed to "handle" things, but he might as well try to stop her tears.

Hiro sat up finally, looking over to the sleeping Hyena with his mis-matched eyes. He could feel the young Vampire who had been brought in, and his curiosity had won, he needed to know if she was the psychic that his dreams told him was to help in the battle against the Crimson Plague. He slipped off the bed and dressed, pulling on pants and his button-up on and leaving the ginger-haired Were to sleep. He closed the door silently behind him and came up to Monty's door, the smell of blood and sex still fresh from the room, but no noise was heard. He gently knocked on the dark wood door, waiting for the shorter vampire to answer.

Monty rolled off the bed when he heard the knock and quickly put on a pair of black jeans and some earrings. He walked over to the door and opened it seeing the new vampire just outside. He stepped out in only a pair of jeans and a set of earrings, and closed the door. "Ready to go see what's happening," he asks the older vampire.

'Try sitting on the couch next to her. It'll get you closer to her level, and that usually helps people,' Anita urges, trying to help Damian. She then walks over to Jason and helps him to his feet.

Jean Claude could tell that Damian wasn't all that comfortable in this roll, but let him do what he thought was right. He could tell that Anita was trying to help him help the girl. He walked over by Asher, and stood near him waiting to see how this all played out.

((What was the end of Ashers part in that?))

She winced as Jason fell, muttering her apologies even faster as she heard it. She twisted lightly, peering at him from under her hair anxiously. Was he hurt? Had she killed him or something? As he moved she let out a sigh of relief but said quietly once more “I…I’m so sorry… I didn’t want to hurt you…. But… I just… I couldn’t…” She trailed off, falling silent a moment as she heard Damian move.

She shivered as his hand was placed closer to her, her eyes meeting his as he spoke. She bit her lip a little, perplexed. Amazed? By her? What was going on? She slowly shook her head, looking down and shifting uncomfortably. “I… I didn’t control anything… I just…. It started to hurt and I felt dizzy…” She sighed, tears still falling slightly though she seemed a little calmer as he spoke and she saw no one was upset or hurt. Maybe it was alright?

((hey Kage... Lynn waves and says, "Moo"))

((Bikari>> o.o what? btw, I'm just waiting for the perfect time to jump in :d))

((My friend's mom))

(( XD oops poor Asher))

Hiro looked to the equally under-dressed Vampire and nodded, stepping back slightly to let him lead the way. He thought back to the dreams from the coven and counted the ones he recognized so far. There were three vampires, the psychic, the necromancer, and he could feel at least one of the Weres. As he thought, he tried expanding his aura slightly, searching for any others in the building.

Damian glanced to Anita a shifted a bit as he crouched, wondering if he should follow the advice or not. He looked to Sarah as she spoke, almost raising an eyebrow. "Hurt and dizzy..... You had begun to mimic Jason, too. Are you an Empath?" He asked, his emerald eyes beginning to shine with curiosity as his mind pushed and yearned to unravel the mystery of this young woman.

Jason let Anita help him up, leaning against her as he felt weak and dizzy still. He stayed silent as they stood there, looking to the woman as she cried in confusion.

(( Damn you Lynn! XD ))

((Bikari>> oooooh, lol. Kage>> hmmm? I'm not following the conversation o.o))

"Drew, Drew, come and take your shot sweety", Dr. Norman said. "Dr. Norman? But, why are you here? Aren't you -" Drew stuttered. "Drew, be a good girl now and take your shot. See, Snow already took hers.", Dr. Norman said as she pointed toward Snow's rotting corpse. "Oh....my...g-g-", Drew choked. She turned her eyes toward Dr. Norman again only to find that he had the scariest smile Drew had ever seen. "Come Drew, come take your shot like a good little birdy.", Dr. Norman grinned evily. "NO! You're dead, you're dead, you're dead, you're dead....", Drew said it over and over like a prayer.

"You're dead, you're dead, you're-", Drew suddenly felt someone shaking her. "Wha-? Claudia?" Claudia was standing over Drew with a frown on her face. "Drew, you're going to brake the bed frames if you keep on clinging to them like that.", Claudia said. "Oh!", Drew exclaimed. There were imprints of her hand on the sides of the bed. " Oh my goodness! I'm so so sooo sorry!", Drew said as she suddenly tried to sit up. "Hssss.....ouchy ouch ouch ouch. That hurts.", Drew said with a groan. With a worried expression, Claudia said, "Don't sit up, I think it's better if you just stay here and spend a few days in bed. Even if you can get up, I doubt you can walk anywhere until tomorrow." "Dammit, I wanted to leave here as soon as possible so that I won't attract any unnecessary attention.", said Drew. "Just stay at least until tomorrow. And get some sleep, okay?", Claudia said. "Yea, yea, whatever you say mom.", Drew muttered as she started to drift into sleep. "Geez, I'm not that old.", Claudia said as she tucked Drew in.

Monty leads the way to the main room, Just outside the door, he turns to Hiro, "One moment? I should really check on what's happening before letting you in."

'That works too. Keep her talking. If she starts closing herself off now, she may never open up again,' Anita watches as Sarah relaxes a bit when Damian is closer, 'and you seem to have a comforting influence on her.' Anita starts leading Jason over by Jean Claude and Asher, "What did you mean by competition, anyway?"

Jean Claude watches and waits for Jason to get over there. When he and Anita reach him, he pulls them close, partially to help keep Jason on his feet, and partially to bring Anita closer.

Sarah bit her lip, her eyes on his as she pushed back into the couch a moment. She had been an empath and things her entire life… but her father had punished her anytime she said she was. He hated the unseen… He’d love this she thought with a dark humor. Slowly she dropped her head to look at the ground, wondering if they would think she was crazy too… they were vampires though, surely they knew better then her parents…

Slowly she nodded, looking up as she felt hiro grew close. She looked up to door nearest him, before looking towards Damian again, his eyes calmed her… she didn’t know why. “An Empath? Maybe…I…think so… I always knew…things….” She said while shifting uncomfortably and look at her hands, thinking of her brother. “My parents just thought I was lucky and belonged in a mental ward…” She admited quietly, not sure what to think herself. Part of her… part of her half hoped they were right, then she would be less responsible for her brothers death…. Or so she felt…

((Can the car thing have happened near Dana's place? Please?))

((Night guys))

Damian looked to Anita, then back to Sarah. 'Can you sense her powers now? They seem to be suppressed but... they are there.' He asked through their link, finally standing again. "I think it's your psychic power that has made you change so quickly. Normally when a Vampire is turned it takes three nights for them to rise. You did so in less than two hours and managed to control yourself the first time you fed. This is truly an amazing phenomenon...." He looked down to her, suddenly noticing the disarray of her clothing. A primal emotion slid through his eyes, even though his face and body language gave no hint. He merely looked to her eyes, studying the power within them.

Jason didn't answer Anita, instead he just gave a cheeky smile and let the two of them help him stand, watching Damian and the woman.

((I lied))

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Anita suppressed the urge to say something about a disturbance in the force, and said instead, "Now I can. I'm not sure how this'll effect how she develops." She looks to Jason, "Maybe you should go over to the couch and sit."

Monty Opens the door and asks, "Is it alright if Hiro comes back yet?"

Jean Claude turns to Monty, "Yes, let him in."

Sarah shifted, tilting her head to the side as he stood. She simply watched him a moment, uncertain of how he would answer. As he spoke of ’psychic power’ she couldn’t help but bite her lip, having never had someone accept it… let alone praise it… She half smiled at him, though she seemed uncertain still. Had she really done all that? But…. Why? She was… weird but not amazing or anything… she was just….Sarah….

She tilted her head to the side a moment, about to say something when she realized he was looking at her cloths… and something about the emotion in his eyes made her blush. Glancing down in confusion she quickly understood why as she realized just how little her clothing was covered right now…

Letting out a soft cry of surprise and discomfort she blushed fiercely and slowly, shakily stood, pushing her skirt down into place. Slowly sitting back down she reached up and tugged her hoody as into place as she could, holding one hand on the top part near the neck to keep it closed… She then mumbled “S..so what now? I…. what do I do now?” She was starting to calm down now… despite her impossible embarrassment… and that meant it was time to think of the future… just what was one supposed to do if they became a vampire?

As Anita spoke she looked up at her, shaking her head no. As she glanced to Jason her eyes flashed with that same shame of before, scared to be near him. What if she bit him again? What if she became like before... where she couldn't control herself... what if she hurt him. "why...why should he sit here?" She asked with a near whimpering tone... uncertain. Biting her lip she barely resisted the urge to launch into another apology...

((Grrr.. LaVida's offline.... silence means yes.))


Dana started awake at the sound of shattering glass, darting out of bed to look out the window. She saw the vampire dart away from the car, with several people quickly getting out to follow. She hissed: the vampire was heading towards her shop. She darted out of her room, forgetting her lack of shirt, to head him off before he caused trouble. She got to her front door as he passed, it, and she saw the blood on him. She unlocked her door and bolted after him, closer than the other people who had been chasing, if only a bit.


Micah drove into the parking lot, mentally cursing the traffic lights. he parked and shut off the car, getting out and locking the door, waiting for Nate before going into the circus.

Nate bounces out of the car, closing the door behind him and follows Micah to the circus. "So, What do you think is going on," he asks energetically.

"Because he needs to not be standing," Anita says to Sarah's startled response. She leads him to the couch and gets him situated.

Monty looks back to Hiro, "It's all good, you can go in now," He leads the wqay into the room taking in the scene before him.