Chapter 2brbr
Alexander listened to the phone ring. He closed his eyes briefly and hoped that someone would pick up. It wasn't until the sixth ring that someone did. brbr
"Hello?" brbr
"Helsing. Lucard." The words started to spill quickly from his lips. "The quinidrine solution, do you still know how to produce it? I have an idea that would bring Khryssa back to her regular self." brbr
Gustav was stymied. He had actually thought about the solution that was able to cure vampirism in newly turned vampires. "The main ingredient is extinct Lucard." brbr
"I have some. One blooming leaf left and that is all, but I have it." Alexander sounded so very hopeful. brbr
Gustav shook his head, and then realized that the vampire on the other end could not see him. "I don't think it would help Lucard. Khryssa was born with vampire blood in her veins. If we were to use that it would possibly reverse the effects of what has happened now but it would in all likelihood either destroy her completely or change her into something she never has been before." Gustav paused to run a hand over his face. "I think it would be a bad idea Lucard. How is she doing?" brbr
Alexander's voice sounded hoarse. "She wants to die a true death. She is miserable and hates what she has become." He did not tell Helsing about the mishap with the funeral director and the man was now dead. The less people that knew about that incident the better off Khryssa was. "I won't leave her alone Helsing. I am fearful of what she might do to herself." brbr
Gustav spoke softly, his voice tinged with sadness. "Lucard, you cannot stop her. She will find a way to end her existence if she truly wishes to. Soon Khryssa will become very powerful. There is only one incident on record that I can find of a human with vampire blood in their veins and then became a full vampire. The person reached their full power in a matter of weeks and was destroyed because they had been deemed too dangerous to survive. You must realize that you might have to do this to Khrys." brbr
Alexander stayed quiet for a moment. He looked over to the sleeping Khryssa. She looked so very delicate and innocent. He could not imagine her hurting anyone, yet he knew that she already had killed a man. Swallowing past the tightness in his throat Alexander spoke again. "Perhaps we should let her decide about the quinidrine solution? If she doesn't survive, then she will be at peace. If she does survive, well we do not know what will happen." brbr
"Lucard, NO!" Gustav Helsing stammered slightly. "She will more than likely die Lucard. Unfortunately we do not know for certain. I would rather her be a vampire than gone forever." brbr
"Helsing you do not understand. Khryssa will kill herself before she continues on like this. I know my wife. I can see it in her eyes. Please, we need to give it a try." brbr
Gustav responded reluctantly. "Talk to her about it and give her a day or two to think about it and then we shall talk again." He abruptly hung up the phone. He did not want to hear any more of this conversation. Gustav blamed Lucard for what had happened. If Lucard had not disappeared, if he had protected Khryssa better, and of course if he had never pursued Khryssa Hart in the first place then she would be alive. brbr
Alexander Lucard held the dead phone in stunned silence. Hanging the phone up, he returned to the bed in which Khryssa slept. Sitting on the edge, he stroked her curls. Twining a lock around his finger, he spoke to her. brbr
"I will try to fix this Khryssa. I will do everything that I possibly can to find a way to save you." brbr
She had not slept long, perhaps a few hours. It was still daylight out. Khryssa should not be awake, but she was. Her eyes opened slowly and her body moved stiffly into a stretch. "What did you say Alexander?" She murmured sleepily. brbr
He looked upon his wife with shock. There was no way possible that she should have been able to awaken. The sun was still high in the sky and she was a fledgling. brbr
"How do you feel Khryssa?" brbr
"Sore. Stiff. Like I have slept too long or in the same position too long at least, I feel strange." She frowned and a little sigh passed from her lips. brbr
Alexander stroked her cheek gently. Pain was etched into his handsome features. "We need to talk my beloved." brbr
"About?" brbr
Alexander took what would have amounted to a deep breath, if he had any need to breathe. "Gustav and I have an idea. Do you know of the quinidrine solution?" brbr
Khryssa shook her head; she was not familiar with it. "I think I might have heard the term before, but I have no idea what it is." brbr
"It is a cure for vampirism, if done in the early stages. We do not know how it will affect you. You have vampire blood in your veins from birth, which is the first concern. You also died from blood loss rather than being coaxed into being a vampire through transfusions and such." He studied her features carefully. Waiting to speak until he felt that she had absorbed what he had said. "Khryssa there are three conclusions that we have come to. The cure may kill you. The cure may save you. The cure may allow you to live, except that you would not be the person that you are." brbr
Khryssa shook her head. She did not understand the last. "What do you mean the person that I am?" brbr
Alexander hesitated; he really wasn't sure how to explain it. "Your eidetic memory, your pure genius and a few other things may be tied into the fact that you area carrier of vampire blood. It is possible with the cure that you will lose these abilities. The choice is up to you, if you wish to try to return to your human capacity." brbr
Khryssa nodded. Sitting up on the bed, she noticed that she was nude. Making no moves to cover herself in front of Alexander, she spoke. "I want to try Alexander." brbr
He had been afraid of that being the choice she would make. "I am afraid of losing you Khryssa. I love you. I hope you know that. Gustav said that you will come into your powers fully in just a few weeks. Perhaps, you would rather wait and see how you feel then?" He looked upon his wife with a hopeful expression. brbr
Shaking her head, there wasn't enough time. "Since you said it had to be in the early stages, wouldn't it be too late for the solution if we wait?" brbr
He nodded. "Most likely yes." brbr
"I can't wait then Alexander. I need to do it as soon as possible." Running a hand through her hair, she felt the braid that Alexander had placed in her hair. A frown appeared. She had not remembered doing that. Reaching back Khryssa plucked the silver clasp out and shook the strands free. "How did my hair end up in a twist?" brbr
"I did it when I thought you were gone." He spoke quietly. brbr
"Oh. Thank you." There was definitely something different about her. She was not the warm caring person that she normally was. Khryssa was still polite, but there was an air of disconnect between her and her emotions. brbr
Alexander could feel the difference just from Khryssa's voice. He gazed upon her with intensity. Perhaps it would be for the best to try the solution? This was not the woman he had fallen in love with and married. brbr
"What? Why are you staring at me like that Alexander?" brbr
He smiled wanly. "No reason, I am just concerned." brbr
Khryssa waved him off. "You worry more than I work, I swear." Rising from the bed she proceeded to try and step out of the heavily walled chambers. brbr
Alexander swiftly moved in front of her, blocking her from exiting. "You cannot leave yet Khryssa." brbr
"Why ever not?" She frowned at him. brbr
"It is still daylight. You will be injured in the daylight." brbr
"Oh whatever, you are worrying too much." With a swiftness that neither of them expected, Khryssa ducked under his arm and ran up the staircase laughing. brbr
"KHRYSSA!" Alexander started to run after her. She was in the main hall staring out a window when he found her. The sunlight came in warm through the large windows. She was bathed in the bright light and looked stunning. Even with her skin even being more pale that normal, she looked like something not of this world. Perhaps it was because of her paleness. brbr
"It doesn't hurt Alexander. You were wrong." It wasn't an accusation. Khryssa merely stated a fact. Turning to him, she extended a hand for him to come closer. brbr
"This is not possible Khryssa. I have never in my long life known a fledgling vampire to be able to stand the sun and not come to harm. "Taking her hand, he came closer to his wife. Standing behind her slender frame, Alexander wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close. brbr
"Is it possible because of my dual nature that I am different?" She spoke thoughtfully. brbr
"That is what I am willing to surmise my darling. I truly do not know." brbr
"What are we going to do Alexander?" brbr
"What is it that you wish to do?" brbr
"I don't know. I am torn. I want to become my old self once more. But is that even possible? I feel the call of the night. I feel this intense hunger and those are things I will never forget. I killed a man and did not really care Alexander. I believe what I felt originally was because I thought I was supposed to be that way, not that it was a true emotion." brbr
Alexander stroked the soft skin of her bare shoulder gently. This part of the castle was typically deserted save for him. The only danger if it was the couple of days a week that it was being cleaned. He did not wish for anyone to come and see them naked. "Come on my wife, we don't need to scare the staff if they come back here and see us naked." brbr
Khryssa nodded. "I wasn't thinking." A little shake of her head, she leaned back against her husband. "Alexander, why is it that I feel so strange? I feel like I am a stranger in my own mind and body. It is rather unsettling to say the least." brbr
"I am not sure. It is different for everyone, of course. I would think there are several reasons that you feel off. The normal bodily functions that you are used to are not there. The human body is very loud compared to what it is when you are a vampire. Your body is also changing as we speak. Your powers are growing and I believe that your subconscious knows this. You didn't want this existence and your mind is challenging you as well." brbr
"It makes sense." It was a simple reply. Of course her mind was whirring about what could be going on with the biochemical reactions there were occurring. brbr
Alexander gave his wife a little tug; very soon they were taking the hidden passageways up to the more modernized side of the castle. He ducked his head into one of the hallways and saw that no one was around. With quick steps they were back in their bedroom without anyone the wiser. brbr
Khryssa moved to the large window that dominated one wall of their private bedroom. Standing there, bathed in the sunlight, she felt a certain longing that was unattainable. She wanted to be out there in the warmth and touch the heat of the day. Shaking her head, she turned to her husband. brbr
"Alexander. I want to try the quinidrine solution." brbr
Alexander paled, if that was even possible. Going to Khryssa, he dropped to his knees, only to wrap his arms around her slender waist. His head brushed against the lean line of her hip. The normal rich warmth of his accented voice was drenched in fear. brbr
"It could kill you." brbr
"And there is the possibility I will return to what I was before." She sighed softly. brbr