Night had fallen when Annie woke again. She was in a white room, tucked in a white bed but the smell of the night was clear and untainted. Annie got out of bed and looked around the room. Large glass eyes looked out a spectacular view and the walls were painted white. There was color, black to be exact, that only consisted of a banner with a white symbol on it. She knew that symbol-it was like Drake's glyph and La Magra's combined.
The smell of blood mixed with the night air, making Annie's stomach growl. A laugh made her turn to see Drake behind her with a wineglass full of blood. He held it out to her but Annie hesitated.
"Don't worry. It's animal blood." Drake told her. "After your reaction earlier, I thought it would be good idea to keep this habit of yours."
Annie took the wineglass hungrily and drained it. Drake smiled as she panted trying to get more blood. He refilled it with more blood and this time to the brim. She drank it all, trying to ease her long hunger. Again, he merely refilled the glass, watching her drink it down. The progenitor smiled and went to touch her face. Faster than he had expected, Annie slashed his hand. The 4 long cuts bled as Drake looked up at her from his new wounds. Blood stained her ivory teeth as she snarled at him. She crushed the glass with one hand then leapt at him to strangle him, to kill him.
Drake dodged, earning slashes on his side. Annie landed on the wall like a spider then launched at him again. This time Drake was ready for her. He caught her wrists and slammed her against the floor, kneeling between her legs. He sat her up with a jerk and looked into her eyes.
"I suppose I fed you a little too much. I'll have to make that a mental note." Drake muttered to himself as he looked at her face. Her eyes momentarily shifted. He knew what was happening to her. "This is going to hurt me more than you think it will, Annie." He turned Annie around and sat her on his lap. Drake put his wrist by her mouth. "Bite me." He grabbed her hair. "I said 'bite me'."
Annie growled, showing her fangs. Drake pulled back on her hair until she opened her mouth in a snarl. He jammed his wrist on to her fangs and held her arms at her sides as she was forced to swallow his blood.
Kaz: O.o holy shit and kunai!
Annie: Yeah, tell me about it. His blood tastes wierd.
Sas: I'm surprised you didn't rip his arm off.
Drake: That makes 2 of us.
All look over at Drake. Sas and Kaz grab Annie to hold her back
Kaz: Run, y'all!
Sas: and don't forget to review!