Tyra's POV
I walked slowly through the forest towards the clearing where Garroth had told me the old lord's house was. Getting through some of the forestry on the way was a pain, since some of the needles on the plants kept poking me really hard whenever I took a step. Pushing myself past a tall bush, I finally saw the house. It was old and run down, heck the whole top of the house was gone. I look up to the sky to see tat it was already nighttime, I hope garroth isn't worried. Walking into the half-destroyed house, I stop suddenly when I heard a soft groaning sound. I look to my right to see a man lying against the wall, bloodied and injured. I ran up to him to get a good look a t him. He was a young, paleish guythat could be mistaken for a teenager, glasses and dark heir. I shake him to see if he is concious."Mister...hey mister, you okay?" I questioned. He slowly, weakly opens his eyes to reveal a crimson red color to his eyes, he lifts his head to look me in my blue-grey eyes. "Need...blood" he says, almost as if he's desperate. "wait..huh?!" I asked and before I had time to reat he opens his mouth to reveal two sharp fangs. He grabs hold of my head and neck and bites into my neck. As mere seconds go by i feel myself fading...
slowly...
falling...
asleep..
black...
(Nick's POV)
I released my hold of the girl in front of me, and let her fall to my feet unconcious. I had only drank a portion of her blood, so she'll live. As my wounds begin to heal, I soon smell something on her I hadn't thought I'd ever find again.
She smells of Pheonix Drop.I smile slightly at the old memories flooding back. That was before became...this. Sadly, those times are gone, and now I must continue my walk down the path of solitude. Looking to the form at my feet i think" Or do I? Mabye, just mabye I could go back to Pheonix Drop and help, assuming it needs help." "Well,well if it isn't the little vampire." I look up to see Mark and Sasha, the two who had defeated me. Mark was a decent fighter, I suppose, but his rank is way too low to even be fighting monsters. Funny he anaged to almost kill me by stabbing me by my heart though. Sasha though, was a completely different story. She was absolutely isane and mishevious, even more so than that meif'wa that turned me into this. She was a master at potions and knows more magicks than some corrupted witches. Noticing all my injuries were healed, I protectively stood in front of the young sleeping woman. "What do you two want, can't you see I was eating before round two." I said getting into a defensive stance. They did the same and got their swords out. " oh you shouldn't have done that sweetheart, oh how our master will be displeased of what harm has come to her." Said Sasha as she laughed maniacally."And now, since I didn't manage to kill you the first time, I'll make sure I don't make the same mistake." Mark said with and did a little flip with his sword. Shaking my head I start to laugh uncontrollaby, confused and starled by this, they lowered their weapons. " why are you laughing? We're going to kill you." Mark said with an annoyed tone. Stopping my laughter, I look at them with red glowing eyes. "Oh you little fools, what you fought before was a weakened vampire. But thanks to a little blood..." I stop mid-speach before lifting my hands up slightly. "Releasing control art restriction systems 3..2...1... approval of situation A recognized, commencing the Irene invocatin, ability restrictions lifted for limited use until the enmy has been rendered silent." Soon after the end of my chant, black clouds began to form around me. I soon began hovering in the air for the illusion of height distortiom. The black smoke started surround the three of us, and I unleashed the illusion of the black dog. "well I would love to stay,but I have somewhere to be. Bye bye Mark." Sasha said as she grabbed something, threw it down, and dissapeared. "Wait, Sasha you bitch! Don't you dare leave me here alone to fight!" Mark desperatley said as his self confidence went from 100 to zip. "MUAHAHAHAHAHAH! WHAT'S WRONG MARK, YOU WERE JUST TALKING ABOUT KILLING ME, SO GO AHEAD, TRY!" I shouted insanely with glee in my voice. Trembling with terror, Mark reluctantly lifted his sword and swung at me, no damdge being done. Swiping a few more times he relizes he's in deep shit. Smiling I growl "My turn." Then I conjure a monsterous dog head underneath me and shot it at Mark. He tried to block it but his efforts were futile and his legs were bitten off. I savored the fear in his eyes before the dog head swallowed him whole. "At first you were a pile of shit, now your actual dog shit."
(Tyra's POV)
I woke up back in Pheonix Drop with everyone worried, even Emmalyn saying I was gone for almost 2 days. I got up and walked over to where my sword was, on it was a note saying 'sorry about drinking your blood -Nick' "Thank you" I said to myself. But somehow I knew he could hear me. " Tyra are you ok?" Garroth asked. I said I was fine, but I swore I saw red eyes and black hair in the ditance.
HEY GUYS SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO GET OUT THIS CHAPTER WAS WRITTEN BY NICK O'BANION. THANKS NICK!