((Of course, deary. :heart:))

Jill didn't know how long she'd been laying there awake. The others were sleeping quietly now, and Kyreian had moved about a bit as she tried to give them peace. Jill's brown eyes were wide as she felt something clawing at her chest as though trying to escape. It felt like there was a creature nestled right between her lungs and it was struggling to burst free. The young woman rolled onto her side, groaning quietly as pain shot through her.
It wasn't long before the numbness set in. Jill's blonde hair fell into her face as she stared into the darkness for countless hours. Unblinking and unmoving the woman felt as though her body was no longer her own. Slowly and carefully lifting her head up so it rested against Leon's leg, Jill glanced up at her friend's faces. It was Kaden's face that drew her attention the longest. It wasn't because of his peaceful expression or attractive features, but something . . . darker.
A hunger suddenly struck up within Jill. The feeling was so strong that she might have acted on it had she not been completely numb and heavy. The blonde stared up at the male's face for longer than she would have thought possible. Her thoughts blurred and shifted; strange images filtered into her mind's eye. Jill could have sworn that she killed both Kaden and Leon in one of the odd scenes.
Eyes unblinking and wide open, Jill remained unmoving for hours to come. She could still feel the warm blood on her hands by the time the first fingers of dawn reached into the apartment's windows.

((Not quite as romantic as you were thinking, I'm sure. :lol:))

((*laughs* nope not at all! ))

Kaden slowly awoke from the unconsious darkness with a soft groan. Slowly and grogily lifting his hand he pulled his glasses away and rubbed his eyes, brushing the sleep from them. Blinking wearily he waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness and when the did he nearly jumped seeing Jill staring at him. Sighing in releaf that it was only her he smiled sheepishly and reached out to her slowly. "Jill.... Are you feeling better? You startled me there for a second..." he whispered his fingers gently brushing her cheek in a loving way.

In her mind she snatched his hand and lunged toward him, her teeth sinking into his soft flesh. . . .

"Sorry," the woman whispered in return, pulling a half-hearted smile onto her lips. Jill cradled his warm hand to her like a life preserver, rubbing her cheek against his palm. "I feel a bit better now." As though her body protested with her lie, Jill felt a streak of pain stake through her chest. Her expression faltered, but the woman recovered swiftly. "How about you? Feeling alright, Kaden?"

Kaden smiled as Jill whispered she was feeling better, and then stroked her cheek with his thumb lovingly as she rubbed her cheek against his hand. Sitting up more and leaning back against the couch he gently helped Jill to sit against the couch as well, and once there he gently took her other hand in his. "Im so worried foryou... I don't want to loose you..." he whispered softly, the tender words leaving his lips swiftly. He then gently kissed her forehead and looked into her eyes. "I will never stop fighting for you and protecting you."

Kyreian stayed out of the living room where the others were sleeping. She would check in on them every now and then but once they were awake, she felt she shouldn't really be a part of it too much. She, herself, still had a lot to think about. She was sitting on a counter in the kitchen, leaning back against the cabinets, her very blue eyes staring around the room rather blankly. Every now and then, a hand would flex and curl into a fist before relaxing again. She tended to have a lot on her mind and she was still having her day dreams.
Just as she was about to relax one hand, it clenched and her nails bit into her palm, reopening old wounds. Her eyes were glazed over and seemed a little dull as she was snatched away from reality again.
"Your not supposed to die." That was the only thing the unattached voice kept saying in the darkness. It repeated over and over as Kyreian searched for the source of the voice. She couldn't find him. She knew it was male, she knew in her heart who was saying that but she couldn't find him. A scowl was set in stone on her face as she tried to get out of the nightmare. Terrible things kept happening around her even as Dante continued to speak in her dream. She started to run, trying to get away from the torture scenes and find him. She wasn't dying, so why must he say that?
She almost fell. She tettered on the edge of a giant crater in the ground of her hell. Just as she thought she had her balance, the rock crumbled beneath bare, black veined feet, her own power being her downfall. Her too black eyes looked widely out as she fell backwards into the crater, the last thing she saw was Dante reaching for her but failing.

Kyreian jerked from the trance back to reality. As she had fallen in her dream, she had fallen off the counter, pulling a couple plates to shatter on the ground with her, and a few utensils to clang on the floor as her body thudded to the ground. Shaking, she pushed herself off the floor and managed to get to a seated position before she couldn't go any farther. Her body was shaking too much for her to move anymore. That, and she was afraid of cutting herself more then she already had, her red blood coming from the cuts in her palms and the more fresh ones along her wrists and forearms. Ceramics hurt, apparently. She closes her eyes, trying to calm down and not freak out. She had more control then that, didn't she?

"You aren't gonna lose me," Jill said, her muttered words sounding calm . . . but her eyes relayed her fear. What if he did? Where would that leave him . .. and what would that mean for her? The blonde closed her eyes when she felt the male's lips press against her forehead. Jill hummed weakly at the touch - it was cold in comparison to her still-raised body temperature.
Just as Jill felt her eyes slipping closed there was a loud crash in the kitchen. Her brown eyes shot open, and the girl stiffened under the blanket that was still over her. "Who? What happened?" Still too weak to move, Jill released Kaden's hand and looked toward the other room. Is everything alright?
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As though jerking free of his dreams Leon woke suddenly. The soldier oriented himself to what was going on in the room before carefully moving away from his friends. "I'll check," he said in a husky voice, knowing that Kyreian was still somewhere around the apartment.
By the time he got to the kitchen he could almost smell the blood. The coppery smell made his eyes widen, and the youth swiftly stepped forward to help the girl. "You fell?" he asked, gray eyes wide as he reached for the nearest kitchen towel. Without thinking about Kyreian's abilities, he moved to grasp her shoulder carefully and try to shift her away from the worse part of the spill.

((:XD I'm thinking of having Dante return soon. He is on his way back with the girl he has clinging to him, but I don't know if I want to leave her in the dust. *cough*

And Kyreian: oh, the poor thing! :( Such nightmares. . . .))

Kyriean instantly jerked away from the man's touch. Her eyes had begun to shift to black before Leon walked in. She had started to lose it. Even though she was wear a shirt that covered where he was going to touch, she didn't know if it reached through her clothes. "Don't." She croaked. Her voice was raw from screaming in her dream. Did I actually scream? She didn't linger on the thought. She closed her eyes, willing the power to allow itself to be closed behind the door that kept it at bay. Her shaking was slowly disappearing but she was visibly shaken. Her eyes remained closed. She was afraid of seeing the man's face. Her voice rasped when she spoke. "Thank you. Just...got any more alcohol?" She knew it was useful but she assumed drinking it would at least make her feel better even without actually affecting her. And she hoped the man would understand why she asked. It was what she knew.
She waited for the reply but realized she needed to stop the bleeding too. She could feel the blood pulsing out of one particular cut along her left forearm. One eye peeks open and looked at it and she just sighs. She would likely need stitches. She opened both now blue eyes and looked at Leon. "Maybe that towel's a good idea." The cut ran along her forearm lengthwise for about 4 and a half inches. Stupid I can tell how long it is. And it isn't even a clean slice. Ky started to feel a little woozy when she realized that it was actually a bona fide wound. "Shit." The shaking started again, though this time not as an effect of the dream.

(Kyreian will probably have nightmares for a long time :) XD And I apologize for the large amount of drama in this post...my brain doesn't work all the time >.<)

Kaden looked up shocked hearing the crash and then looked at Leon adn nodded. Staying with jill he looked at her reasurringly knowing that Leon could help Ky. "I'm sure it was an acedent." he said softly and then stroked her cheek softly. "I promise we will figure out how to get you better Jill..." he whispered and then bit his lip, having been trying to think it over for awail. "I will even if it means strangling it out of Xavier." he growled angerily. "I'm sorry I was too weak and let this happen to you." he breathed painfully, he blamed all of her pain upon himself and his mistakes.

((sorry short))

((:) Another disappointment! I'm not posting in here yet, either. I'll do it soon, though! *bows repeatedly* :sweat:))

((We'll wait for you!))

(Agreed ^_^)

((Drama is good. :ninja:))

"Don't."
When Kyreian jerked away from him Leon frowned. She needed help - and she was afraid of being touched. "Alcohol?" The soldier shifted so his weight was on the other foot before licking his lips. "We've got some." He heard how her voice rasped: Leon would have assumed she was already drunk if he'd smelled it on her. Kyreian, though, was far from drunk. The woman was shaken and visibly struggling to keep herself together.
Kyreian's striking blue eyes met Leon's as she mentioned the towel. Her muttered curse was accompanied by a violent trembling that began to wrack the wounded female.
"Everything's going to be alright," Leon muttered, looking over the worst of the cuts. Without touching her skin the soldier managed to press the dark cloth over the gash. Applying pressure, he glanced around at the shattered glass. "We need to get you out of here. You're going into shock." Gray eyes narrowing, Leon offered his sleeved arm. "Can you stand?" He would help her, for sure. The question was more simple than that: could she walk if he supported her?
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Feeling Kaden's warm fingers on her cheek made hunger gnaw at her stomach. Jill looked uncomfortable for a brief moment before reaching up and snagging the male's hand, kissing his palm and trailing the tip of her tongue over the inside of his wrist. "No one blames you for this," she said, looking distracted. Forcibly pulling her attention back to the male's face, she met his brilliant eyes for a few moments before smiling a bit. "And I don't want you going after that guy just to get me better."
That strange twisting pain started up in the middle of her chest again. Jill let out a breath as though having it knocked from her forcibly; her brown eyes squeezed closed as the seizure of pain raked through her every nerve. By the time it passed Jill had a death grip on Kaden's hand.
"Everything'll be okay," she whispered, catching her breath.

((SapphireRose-: Here's hoping you're doing alright!))

Kaden watched Jill and was touched at her words and gentle kisses. He didn't even notice the all lick, thinking it was her lips. Us then smiled and nodded. "But I will if I must." he whispered and then gasped seeing the pain enter her features. He moved to pull her onto his arms sndnheld her against him, never letting go of her hand. "It will.... It will be alright soon... I promise..." he breathed, hating to know fhat she couldn't be helped by him.
(brain fart sorry >\\\\<)

Kyreian shook her head, to what, she didn't know. It wasn't to Leon's question, that was for sure. Taking a deep breath to make sure she had a hold on her mutantism, she reached up with the less injured arm and took a firm hold of the man's forearm. With his help, she hoisted herself up off of the floor and they slowly navigated away from the broken things. Her grip on his arm tightened as she started to get dizzy from blood loss. "I need to sit down," she croaked. She was still shaking. Damnit, stop it, she thought to her body. "Need to close my arm...." She almost crashed. Her eyes blacked out for a moment and she caught another glimpse of her nasty dream world. It lasted only a few seconds before she regained herself. "Alcohol."

((:rofl: Sadly, I can't reply right now. I'll try again later . . . but I will be gone for the weekend starting in roughly an hour. :())

(*Grins* Esmme, it's okay. Notice I don't reply as often as I would like either. :P And I'm never on during the weekends anyway. I think we all know we all have life's outside of here and will reply as soon as we can. :) So it's okay! Have fun wherever your going!)

((Thank you! I'll post now that I have the time. :lol:))

Another seizure of agony made Jill cringe, though it wasn't obvious. The blonde kept her attention on Kaden for many moments. "Okay," she breathed, responding to his promise. It almost looked as though she hadn't heard him: Jill was so intently focused on the hand in her grasp that she couldn't possibly have heard anything.
Jill's lips parted and she gently teased Kaden's fingers with her teeth. The temptation that was building within her was nearly impossible to deny, yet it seemed so unnatural that her human mind was rebelling against it. "You taste good," she whispered under her breath, looking happy to be in his arms.

Somehow she knew that the clawing pain in her chest would be satisfied if only she just gave in. Her warm hands began to trail up Kaden's arm; her lips did the same. Jill "kissed" her way up to Kaden's throat, leaning against him as though barely able to keep herself upright. She had turned to face him, and her lips pressed hungrily to the boy's throat. Once again she teased the skin there, finding her sudden urges too strange to act on instantly.
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Leon nodded, trying to get Kyreian to a place where she could sit. After she almost fell the soldier slid his arm about her and under her arms to keep her against him. He didn't seem to mind the blood that began to coat the two of them as he helped her toward a kitchen chair. "I know where the bandages are," he said, easing the woman into the wooden chair. His gray eyes immediately went to the towel that he re-pressed against Kyreian's arm.

When she mentioned alcohol again the broad-shouldered male frowned. "Why do you need it so badly?" He stood and went toward the fridge, whipping out a beer from amongst the others. He handed it to her before turning toward the door. "Stay awake, Kyreian."
He left, moving quickly in order to get the bandages on time. That gash needed to be stitched, but . . . she wouldn't let anyone touch her.
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Dante carefully deposited the girl someone out of sight. He gave her a warning about Xavier and the other mutants . . . and then took to the skies once again. Something unseen was bothering him. The night was too still for comfort. By the time he spotted Jill's apartment it was dawn. The creature landed, hissing as his wings snapped back into hiding. The sound of a crash made his red eyes flash to the door, and within moments Dante was inside.
Leon offered him a nod as he walked by, but Dante didn't even acknowledge it. Instead he moved toward the kitchen. He could smell blood - and it was fresh.

"Kyreian!" The silver-haired male swiftly moved to her side, inspecting the gash as best he could without actually touching her. "What happened?" Seeing her unsteady hold over her control made Dante frown in worry. "What can I do?"

Kaden felt shock run threw him as Jill moved closer to him. A slight blush creeping on his cheeks as he felt her body. She then began runnin her hands and lips up his arm, his eyes watching her in disbelief as he bit his lower lip. "Jill...." he breathed as he felt her lips on his neck. It practically paralyzed him as he felt her lips and breath on his neck. His arms wrapped around her tighter as he felt her and his heart sped up even though he tried keeping his breathing even. "Jill... Are you well... Enough to be doing this?..." he breathed heavily.

"Yes," Jill whispered, loving how his pulse went wild as she moved closer to him. Strangely, she was gaining energy with the thought of relenting to her strange urges. The blonde hummed in anticipation as Kaden's arms wrapped around her. The moment was exciting and a bit too hot for their own good . . . when Jill acted suddenly.

Both hands moved up to cradle Kaden's head and her legs managed to wrap about his body like a vice. She was gentle at first . . . but then the woman snarled and bit down on his throat.

Kaden was nearly shaking in anticipation when Jill said that she was okay enough for this. He was extremely hopeful, and probably too hopeful for his own good. His heart skipped as Jill wrapped her legs around his hips, his body temperature spiking as she did. Licking his lips as he looked at those beautiful eyes and that mezmerizing face Kaden slowly closed his eyes as she cupped his face. He was ready to lean in and kiss her beautifully lush pink lips and whisper his love to her, but things went terribly wrong. Suddenly Jill moved lightning fast and bit down upon his neck. He uttered out a pained cry before he couldn't seem to utter another sound. He could feel everysingle tooth that had sunk into his flesh and the area seemed to be on fire. The blonde's teeth bit like cold steel into the male's warm skin and his body went rigid with pain. His nails dug into the female painfully and he clenched his teeth, trying to get ahold of his mind so he could get away from Jill.

She could feel Kaden spasm beneath her, tensing as pain overwhelmed his mind. Jill slowly released her hold on the side of Kaden's neck, her jaw popping with the effort of letting go. ((I just watched Quarantine. . . .)) He'd tried so hard to get her off of him, yet it hadn't worked. She pulled away a few inches, her hands and legs never relenting their grip. The woman licked away the blood that began to pour from the fresh wound, seeming overly excited about the taste that filled her senses. This isn't natural. I shouldn't be doing this!

Despite her mind rebelling against her body, instinct still took over. Sucking on the wound, Jill tangled her hands into Kaden's hair and tightened her hold on him. Her fingers kept his head tilted just enough; her legs kept her pressed against the male so he was trapped with nowhere to go. With a dark laugh, Jill pressed her burning lips over Kaden's bloody wound once again. I'm so sorry!

Feeling Jill's teeth rip away from his flesh Kaden shuddered. He tried regaining his breathing as she watched his blood pour from his wound. He groaned in pain as she held him still firmly, his eyes fogging a bit as he tried staying conscious. "Jill.... He choked painfully his hand reaching up shakily to her cheek, trying to cup it. "Everything.... Will be... Okay..." he managed to get out painfully as he struggled to breath, since she Had just missed his major artery..

Kyreian took a small drink of the beer, grimacing when she knew it again that it wouldn't do anything. "It's just habit. It doesn't do..." She stopped talking as her eyes lost focus. Just for a brief few seconds. Her eyes came back and they were darker then they were. Her shaking still hadn't stopped and her skin was turning very very pale. Those dark eyes turned lazily on Dante and she offered a very weak and pathetic smile. She did her best to hold the towel to her arm but it was getting soaked in her blood. "Just fell." Her voice came out a little off, like she was farther away then she was. She knew she was starting to lose consciousness because of the loss of blood. In her head she was screaming to stay awake but her body was trying to make her sleep.
The beer in her good hand wasn't doing anything. She knew it wouldn't but it was a comfort. An old comfort. She raked her brain trying to find something to keep her conscious, something that would give her the necessary jolt for when Leon got back. It was getting harder to think as a fog seemed to take over her mind. She could see the edge of that Darkness again. She did not want to go back. So, she did what her very slow, very foggy mind came up with. The only thing she could really think of. Her dull eyes turned on Dante and just before they could roll up and make her pass out, she jammed the end of the beer bottle onto her hurt arm as hard as she could. She screamed, a piercing sound that covered noises that might have been heard from the frontroom, but now she was very much awake.
Her eyes flashed fully black and she growled, gritting her now extremely pointed teeth as she worked through that nasty pain. But at least she was awake now, and would be for a while. Her eyes never left Dante, a reminder of why she was even there to begin with.

(.......that was horrible >.> I couldn't think of much this time....sorry :/)

Dante watched in horror as Kyreian jammed the bottle she was holding into her wound. Letting out a cry that was lost in the sound of hers, he reached forward and took the beer from her. Setting it aside the silver-haired youth met her black eyes. Both Dante and Leon moved swiftly to try and bandage her and put more pressure on the wound - anything to keep her from bleeding further. It was apparent that she was desperate to stay awake . . . so Dante gently messed with her hair. She usually thought she was going to turn him to dust or something, so he never touched her unless gloved. This was slightly different.

"You knock that off, Ky." Frowning, Dante knelt in front of her and narrowed his eyes. "Do you remember the time we first met?" It wasn't all that long ago. "Tell me what happened." ((You don't really have to, but just say that she was telling the story. :XD That post is . . . somewhere else. :lol:))
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This isn't me! Jill licked the hand that cupped her cheek, seemingly oblivious to the comforting touch. The blonde still had her legs wrapped about the boy, but she slowly leaned back. Jill looked like a crazed animal trying to recall something . . . before reaching up to her chest and starting to shake. Look what I've done!

Kyreian's scream startled Jill so much that she yelped, hissing and lifting her hands to cover her ears. When the sound dissipated, she tilted her head and regarded Kaden's weak features with a strange expression. Reaching forward she tapped his wound . . . and then bore her new fangs in distaste. Jill wiped the blood from her lips before standing, taking a few steps back from her prey.

Of course, it was then that Leon happened to walk by on his way to gather another towel for Kyreian. "Jill?" he paused, glancing at Kaden before his gray eyes widened. "Kaden . . . did she attack you?" He was startled to see Jill crouch low in an animalistic manner, baring her fangs and flexing her clawed hands. What the hell?

Kaden flinched as the scream pierced threw the air. He was struggling for breath and feeling Jill tap his neck he trembled fear flashing in his eyes for the first time. He then saw Leon and gasped shaking, his body unable to resist slowly shutting down. The youth's mind was realing, he honestly couldn't believe what had transpired between him and Jill. He had thought she would kiss him, confess her love, and trust him with find a cure.... But everything had gone terribly wrong. She had bit into him, held him firmly so he couldn't fight, and nearly sucked him dry. She acted as if she were a vampire, and never cared for him. Kaden had never once shed tears because he was hurt or abused, no matter how hard he was hit. But now tears welled in his eyes and one spilled down his cheek. "Jill..." the dying whisper revealing his horrible heart break as he lost the will to fight to stay conscious.