Saya was brought down to the lab in a few hours. She was placed in a room with no restraints, only several guards, Amshel, and James. Jaime walked up to her, holding the syringe in her hand.
"Saya, I'm going to inject you with an enzyme that will have the fetus grow faster. Though there are certain risks I've been ordered to give it do you despite them," Jaime said. Saya set her hands on her stomach. She looked up, eyes glowing red.
"No!" she shouted; running and knocking the guards down. She grabbed a sharp object off the table, sharper than her sword. She streamed it with her blood as James and Amshel neared her. They began to attack, Saya jumped toward them and stabbed Amshel in the eye. He crystallized in moments.
"I should kill you now!" James shouting, transforming into a Chiropteran. Saya coated the object with her blood again and lunged toward James; stabbing him in the eye as well. The guard jumped after Saya and pinned her arms behind her back. She struggled and yelled in anger.
"I won't let you hurt my baby!" she shouted. Her determination fortified by these words as she pushed the guards away. She ran to the doors, they opened in a hurry. She ran out, running faster than she ever had before. However, when she got to the elevator she was seized by Phantom.
"Let me GO!" she shouted, struggling again. This was just not a mood swing from her hormonal condition. It was maternal instinct to protect her baby. Jaime ran in, panting and exhausted.
"Fa-fast runner," Jaime said. Phantom looked down at the struggling Saya; he sensed some insecurity inside her. And some sort of bloodthirsty hunger. She clawed at his arms and kicked like a wild dog begging for scraps of meat.
"Give me the syringe, I'll inject her. She'll be much more comfortable in my arms," Phantom said. Saya struggled more as Phantom was handed the syringe.
"The shoulder, just above the scapula," Jaime said. Saya resisted more; however, it was futile. The needle was in her shoulder and enzyme flowed in her blood. Her body felt weak and she fell to her knees, Phantom still having her in his grasp. This was not only a symptom of the enzyme, but it was from the lack of feeding as well. When a Queen in pregnant she must have feedings from her Chevalier. She had drunk Hagi's blood a few times, but without Hagi she could not feed.
"She's tired; she hasn't fed since yesterday morning. Our child needs blood to stay able in the womb. She'd been neglecting the thirst," Phantom said. He took the scalpel from Saya's hand and wiped the blood off it. He cut a deep narrow slit into his palm and swilled the blood from it into his mouth. Saya wouldn't take his blood willingly, so it had to be by force. Placing his mouth on hers he forced her mouth open and poured the blood into it. Saya, who felt too weak to fight now, drank the blood and composed.
Phantom set her on the ground and she lie there; eyes half-lidded and body still. His blood might not be the blood she needed; however, it was of the Chevalier who fathered the child in her womb. It would suffice to the child's growth and well-being in such a state of dependence.
"She must learn to control herself," Jaime said, crouching down to get a better look at Saya. Phantom chuckled, setting a hand on Saya's face. He admired the blood on it from Amshel, James, and the other guards.
"The belligerent one is the Saya I want. Soon enough I will have obtained my power, child, and bride from one action," Phantom said; recalling that night in the warehouse. He finally understood how Diva felt after being with Riku. Knowing he has done something for a reason and that it had worked out as planned; was the most pleasurable sensation. Jaime nodded her head in approval. Agreement, however, was far from her expression.
"Yes, but, will you be able to control her?" Jaime asked, unsure of the enzyme now.
"I believe you know the answer to that." Phantom said, picking Saya up and carrying her away to respite in his bed.