Chapter 6

Allen's POV

I woke with my head pounding from a massive headache and my throat extremely parched with thirst. I sat up and looked at the clock on the nightstand.

3:00 am.

I laid back down and tried to sleep again, but as I laid there sleep never came. The headache intensified, and my thirst wasn't helping it. I rolled out of bed and let my feet slowly touch the cold, stone floor. My bare feet padded against the floor as I walked over to a chair which Johnny had place a change of clothes for me. I swiftly strip myself of the pajamas and dressed in black pants, a white long sleeve, and my black vest thing with my red bow tie string. I slipped on my boots and snuck over to the door, opening it quietly to not wake any of the other order members. I snuck down the dark halls, the torches on the walls were the only light sources that lit the corridors. I made my way down several flights of stairs to the science division's quarters. I entered, finding everyone either asleep or had gone to their rooms for the night. I knocked on Komui's office door.

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I knocked again.

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I turned the door knob and light flooded out to great my eyes. I cringed away from the light, closing my eyes with my headache intensifying ever faster. I placed a hand over my eyes and reached into the room, feeling for the light switch with my other hand. I managed to find and flip the switch off, sending the room into darkness. I blinked away the blindness from the light. I walked into the office trying to not, but unsuccessfully, stepping on papers.

Komui was sitting at his desk using two books as pillows.

"Komui." I said shaking his shoulder. "Komui." All my attempts to wake him failed. I cleared my throat and leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Komui. Lenalee is getting married today."

The man pulled out a drill from under his desk, fully awake and alert. He looked around, searching for the jerk that was going to marry his sweet Lenalee.

"Komui?"

Komui looked around in the darkness, not being able to see anything.

"Komui, it's me Allen."

"Is something wrong?" Komui sat down his drill and felt for his desk.

"My head hurts." I watched Komui nod and feel his desk for a light source. I see a candle on the edge of his desk with a bow of matches, I strike a match and light the candle.

"Thank you." He walked over to me and felt my forehead. "You feel a little cold and moist, as if your heat sweating. Anything else wrong?"

"I'm thirsty again."

Komui gave me a sleepy smile, "sit down and I'll be back." He pushed me down into his chair, leaving the room.

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Komui came back with two mugs. He handed me a cup of warm liquid.

I looked at the cup, my throat yearned for the crimson liquid, but my conscience wouldn't let me.

"It won't help you if you just stare at it." Komui mentioned, noticing I wasn't drinking the blood.

I sighed and put the cup to my mouth drinking the first mouthful of the sweet liquid. My headache transitioned from my skull to my teeth. My teeth pounded and throbbed, eventually the pain disappeared. My tongue hesitantly traced over my teeth feeling two abnormalities.

"Allen?" Komui had noticed my pausing while drinking blood. "Are you okay?"

"My headaches gone," I admitted.

"That's good."

"But I think I have something wrong with my teeth." I mumble, my tongue tripping over the sharp canines as I spoke, slurring my words.

Komui asked me to open my mouth, so he could examine what was wrong. He said nothing to me as he examined my mouth. "They are fangs, quite sharp." He finally admitted.

I closed my mouth and let my tongue feel my newly developed fangs. "Do you think that they'll go away?" I asked, my tongue still getting mixed up over the teeth.

"I don't know." Komui sipped from his coffee mug. "It's one of those things that we will have to find out over time."

I nod sadly. Now I even look like a monster.

I quickly suck down the rest of the blood and leave Komui's office to go back to bed, just wanting to go back to sleep to wake up in the morning and find out that it had all been a dream. But I knew this wasn't a dream or an illusion, if anything it was a nightmare.