Hunger:

When Raven woke up she was totally confused. Where was she now? The last thing she remembered was Kean leaning over her and telling her everything would be all right. And now she was in a bedroom that she did not recognize. And she was alone.

Raven sat up with a jolt and felt a wave of dizzying pain overwhelm her and force her to lay back down. Blinking away the dizziness Raven glanced about the room, trying to figure out where she was. The bed she was laying on was solid oak with rose-colored lace curtains draped about the canopy, enclosing her in a cloud of pink. The comforter was red velvet and the sheets were silk. The room was spread open, nothing cluttering or messy about it. There was a large oak dresser on the far wall with a huge golden mirror perched on top.

Raven glanced in the mirror and gasped. She was pale. Deathly pale. And there was an inhuman quality about her. Her lips were full and red, her hair midnight black with a tinge of purple highlighting it. It fell in small waves about her shoulders, all the way down to her back. Raven traced her tongue over her teeth and gasped slightly; she pressed a finger to her tongue and glanced down at the red liquid lining her fingertip. Blood. Her teeth were razor sharp and with just the sight of her own blood sitting on her finger she could feel her k-9 teeth beginning to grow and lengthen until they were indenting her lower lip.

Her eyes flicked back to the mirror and she gasped once again. Instead of her eyes being their regular murky brown color they were fiery silver, burning into the mirror with hunger. Blinking her eyes again and giving her head a quick shake Raven glanced back into the mirror. Her eyes were back to normal and her teeth were aligned perfectly all the right shape and size. Ravens stomach gave a loud growl and she frowned. She was hungry…but not for anything normal. She glanced down at her finger again and licked at the sticky red substance. Yes…that is what she wanted. Blood. Raven tried to sit up once again, this time she was more successful and she didn't fall back down again. That's when she realized the pain…or rather the lack of pain. She tossed the covers to the side and gazed down at her leg. It was perfect, not a single gash marred her skin, and all that was left to remind her of the terrible accident was a long pale thin scar running down her shin. Someone had thrown away her ripped and mangled clothing and replaced them with an elegant white nightgown that fit her body like a glove; it formed to every curve and was so light she could have sworn she was wearing nothing at all. A noise outside the bedroom caught Ravens attention and she listened intently, not realizing that voices were not just behind her door like she was expecting because they sounded so loud…but rather the voices were downstairs in the far corner of the house.

"Kean…she's gonna be fine…she just needs her rest! Now I order you to leave her alone until she wakes up. Got it!" The woman's voice was soft and gentle, not harsh and ordering like she was trying to be. Raven could hear Kean sigh softly, his voice sounded sad and disturbed.

"I know Tyne…sorry…its just…I'm so worried about her…I really didn't want it to come to this…" Raven could hear movement downstairs and she assumed the girl named Tyne was comforting Kean.

"I know dear…but trust me…its probably better this way…you know what could have happened if the wrong people got their hands on her…" Raven raised an eyebrow curiously. What were they talking about? She would have to remember to talk to Kean about it later…but right now she was just too hungry. Raven grumbled slightly, she wasn't sure if her legs were strong enough to support her quite yet…but she was just so hungry she had to get to Kean. She sighed softly.

Kean…if only you could hear me…

Raven? Your awake? She could hear Kean's voice in her mind and she narrowed her eyes slightly. How was this possible? She could hear Kean running up the stairs and pinpointed the exact moment that he would slam open the door.

Kean entered the room, his features wild. Even though Raven was all cleaned up and healed, Kean was not quite so fortunate. His face was streaked with blood, her blood she assumed. He was covered in dirt and grass stains and his dark hair was disheveled and drooping in his eyes. Raven had to hold back a giggle. But even though he was dirty and displaced he was still the most handsome boy that Raven had ever set her eyes on. Maybe it was just because of the fact that he was her soul mate…but she enjoyed the sight all the same. When he reached the bed he took her into his arms and embraced her tightly, not wanting to ever let her go again. Ravens eyes widened slightly at his strength but she quickly settled into his arms, nuzzling her cheek against his chest.

"I'm okay…" She said, trying to reassure him. He smiled softly.

"Yeah" Raven suddenly felt weak, her body slumped against Kean. His eyes widened slightly.

"Dammit…I forgot…" he quickly scooped her into his arms and half jogged half ran out of the room. Ravens eyes slid shut and she could feel small tremors wreaking havoc on her body.

and that's all for now folks…trust me it will get more interesting as we go…just at a slow point right now. Laney