Sasha was lying on the large wooden table in the kitchen, her eyes darting restlessly beneath her eye lids and the cold sweat developed on her skin. Her skin was becoming more paled, but her temperature was unstable. She would be cold one moment and then boiling the next, and no one could do anything to help steady it. Zoe, the twins, Oscuridad and their father all stood in the empty kitchen, not aware of the busy sounds of the others enjoying the party.
"Father . . . what is wrong with her?" Oscuridad pleaded, kneeling at Sasha's side and taking her hand. She gripped it as tightly as she could, though she seemed to be unaware that any of them were even there. If you called her name she would not stir, or give any response. All of them were worried for her, especially since she was showing now signs of a natural sickness. Their Father came over and gently laid a hand on her forehead. She shook, her temperature dropping down again. Oscuridad knew her body could not take this any longer, being in-between hypothermia and a raging fever. If they didn't find out what was wrong with her soon she would die, there was no doubt about that.
"You should know, Oscuridad. You are the one who has the blood bonding with her." he replied calmly.
"Father, please. I cannot heal her with the bond. I have tried and tried in the past two hours since she went into this coma state. If you don't do something, she will die. Won't she?" Oscuridad didn't even seem to notice how choked his voice was. Or that Sasha was holding his hand so tightly her knuckles seemed to be made of nothing but bone. She was in pain, that he could feel from the bond. Her could almost feel her conscious wreath from it, and it frustrated him that he was helpless.
"Yes, Oscuridad, this is something that has to do with that bond but cannot be healed through it."
"Please, stop dancing around it! She will die!" Zoe exclaimed, her frustrating meeting the max point. Here Sasha was, lying, dying on a table, and all they could do was dance around the issue. "If you care about her, help us cure her!" it was boldness, a mouse against a cat. He regarded her with a smile, a smile that told her that he was planning on helping her all along. But, as Zoe's mother always said, there is no use going through a trial if you learn nothing. But, was that knowledge going to be gained by the death of the one person who belonged in-between the realms of vampires and humanity? The one person who seemed to have no vanity, no hatred, and was willing to be hurt at the expense of others.
"Calm yourself my dear." he said softly, and Zoe swallowed back the come back that was forming on the edge of her tongue. Then he looked back at his youngest son, who was so oblivious to his own fate, to his own destiny. So oblivious to that fact that his destiny was dying on the very table in front of him. "Oscuridad, Sasha suffers not from an illness of virus or bacteria. She suffers from the withdraw of your blood."
"What? I don't understand, please help me!"
"Sasha was not only born with your blood but has been injected with it since she was born." there was a small silence, and Zoe almost started sobbing from the tension. But when she felt the cool hand on her shoulder she glanced back to find Derecho, with the same expression.
"So . . . your saying that her body has become use to having my blood. And her body is going into shock because it does not have the one thing that is keeping it alive . . ." he trailed off. You're the reason I'm here. She had sneered at him in the bedroom. "But . . . father . . ."
"Oscuridad," his voice was patient, even though the time was slipping away from them, like smoke through their fingers. "Sasha was born with vampire blood, meaning the human part of her cannot function with the vampire blood itself. The blood is what allows her heart to beat."
"Can we not inject her with some of his blood?" Izquierdo inquired, eyeing Oscuridad like he was ready to jump him for his blood. Oscuridad sneered at him, gently stroking Sasha's hair away from her face with his free hand.
"No," was the stone reply.
"Why not!" Zoe screeched. This was absurd, they were going to let her die!
"Because we could inject too much into her. Zoe, dear, we do not know her dosage that she has been given since she was born. Too much will kill her. Too little will allow her to live only a few more hours, before she will go through all of this again."
"But, if she wakes up she could tell us her dosage." Zoe suggested. She wanted Sasha to live, no matter what.
"I am afraid that not even Sasha knows her own dosage. She would not have been told, she would have been seen as nothing more than food, so why should food, obtain knowledge?" he had made a good point, but they could all sense another way. And Oscuridad was the one to ask the question that no one could.
"Then what do we do?" he stood, letting Sasha's hand go and almost flinched when it fell limply. "What other opportunity do we have?"
"We let her drink it." Oscuridad flinched away from his Father, as if he had been struck with a two by four.
"That would turn her into a vampire." he hissed, his mind rejecting the idea automatically. Sasha would rather die than be a vampire, he knew that. He could not curse her to an eternal life that she would spend not only loathing herself, but him as well.
"It might not. It might save her life."
"I . . . I cant! Lets trying out chances with the injections."
"Come on man!" Derecho yelled, making everyone jump. "Stop thinking of your freaking self! Think of her! Think of seeing her live!" but he didn't know that it was all Oscuridad was thinking about. Her living, her smiling, and it was with this that his choice had been made.
"I am thinking about that! But that is not the way!" and he went to walk from the room. Her heard to speedy whispers and then Izquierdo grabbed him from behind, both of them struggling. Oscuridad was strong, but sorrow was hitting at him, and Izquierdo had him from a venerable angle and when Derecho was before him with a blade. Not many blade could cut through a vampires skin, but this blade was magically reinforced, and would not break, no matter what it was exposed too.
"No! Stop it you two!" he yelled out and grabbed Derecho's arm. They struggled, all three of them in an almost silent manner. Finally, Oscuridad pulled Derecho so close he could lean down to his ear. "Would you be the one who wanted to condemn her?" he whispered. Derecho froze and pulled back, looking horrified.
"L-let him go, Izquierdo." Derecho said in a shaky voice.
"What!" Izquierdo demanded, and Oscuridad could almost see the look he was giving his twin. But Derecho threw him a look that made him obey and Oscuridad shook out his tense shoulders. But before he could even sense it he was stabbed in the back. He cried out, going onto his knees, and could feel the blood pooling onto his tux. Zoe screamed, and he coughed up some blood.
"Izquierdo, you back stabbing little bastard." he croaked, swallowing his own blood. He could feel some blood been collected and then the knife was removed. It took all about five seconds, but Oscuridad finally realized he could not stop them now. The wound was already closing up when he stood, turning towards his family. Derecho was holding a cup that held his blood. It was deep red and would smell sweet if held close to your nose, otherwise it held no odor.
"Father . . ." he began when Derecho handed it their Father. But he could think of nothing to say. In truth, he was relived they went against his will, cause like everyone else, he could no bear her to die.
"I think you should do it." he held out the cup to Oscuridad and he did not hesitate to come to Sasha's side and take it. But then he did pause. Gently, he slid his hand under her neck and lifted her slightly. She gave a moan of pain and he head lolled back. He brought the cup to her pale pearl lips and tipped it slightly. Once the blood touched her tongue she began to drink deeply, taking the blood into her body. Oscuridad now understood why taking it orally was needed. Sasha's body would stop her drinking when it had enough. When she had finished half the cup her eyes suddenly opened.
The look of horror and disgust and betrayal when she saw the cup was more than he could bear.
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