His tale of woes and battle surely didn't fall on deaf ears. Revna seemed to listen, during the time he had paused and looked back to her to looking back at the lights he had spoken of her lost son. He was hopeful he could offer her some comfort, as losing a child was something he could only imagine as heart wrenching. Wisteria was having her own battle and thankfully made it out alive, meanwhile his warrior like daughter was hopefully giving him more grandchildren. He had yet to meet his three from Mabbit, Ayara, Bullet and Valkyrie. He had met his step son, who had become his son in law as well. It truly was a confusing bloodline he created.
His eyes drifted to Revna as he asked of transformation, how he wanted to be like her. But she still was silent since his words of Bo and his deceased wife. "Thank you, for the kind words Vladimir. You might be right. Bo could be up there watching. I like to believe that he is. I wish he was here with me though." He nodded, giving her a small smile. He wished he could take her pain away. "I'm sorry to hear about your wife. You avenged her death, though. Now you're here in Hawthorne. It must be safer than back there, right? Lands covered in war aren't the best place for children - from what I can scent, there must be several children in these lands."
He gave her a soft smile, before looking to the ground. "There is always another war. Peace is not for my lineage apparently, we've all come from darkness and trouble. Unfortunately, with Lucayas increased wanting of turning her family and pack members, I see she is preparing for the inevitable. A war, with who I'm not sure yet, but she seems to be preparing." He sighed, looking back to her. "My daughters are safe for now, but there is an evil trapped in the mountain. Lucaya and I agreed to marry off my daughters to Princes of their choosing from Amberbjorne and Dawnshire. They accepted, each having a Prince from both packs to choose from. Wisteria picked the Prince from Dawnshire, and Yesimire picked one from Amberbjorne. Wisteria however on their wedding night was raped by her past suitor before she even made it home. His trial was not long ago, and Lucaya sealed him away forever in here. Had his mother not spoken out against him, had they claimed his innocence . . . Lucaya would have commanded war against Amberbjorne." He bellowed a soft sigh as he looked back to her again. "Wherever there is a pack, war follows."
"I'd be happy to change you, Vladimir. From sargent to sargent, it's not going to be easy. It's painful, you'll be in excruciating pain for a few hours. It will fade, though. Then the bloodlust begins. I'll have to supply you with plenty of mammals for you to sink your teeth into before you satisfy that craving." He nodded, looking back to her yet again with a smile. "No turning back now." He watched as she scooted closer to him, and he scooted closer to her. He extended his cranium, his neck clearly showing to her as she sniffed it. In an instant he felt her bite, and an ice cold yet a burning sensation began to spread over his body. He grunted, his eyes attempting to stay on Revna as she let go and licked her lips. He shakily lowered himself to the ground, pained groans and moans coming from his maw as he did.
"I have to get you food now. Sargent, it'll be painful. You'll be okay though." He was surprised that she was taking care of him, truthfully he didn't know how much really went into being a Vampire. He wanted the power to protect his family. Tears welled in his eyes as he waited for the pain to subside. He looked to the sky, watching in wait. When she returned, he had found the strength to painfully rise up. His limbs shaking as his eyes turned blood red with the smell of fresh blood. She set down hares and birds for him, and with a quick movement he was on one of the hares. His teeth sunk into the hare, draining it blood. It was a weird feeling as he fed eagerly. He looked up to Revna, his eyes still a pulsing red that matched the blood on his mouth. "Thank you, Revna." He said with a smile before he sunk his teeth into the next one. The blood made him feel less pain, the more he drank the more it subsided. He sunk his teeth into a bird, draining as much as he could before he looked back to Revna. "You should eat too, don't let me hog everything you've hunted for."
"SO I CAN LOOK YOU IN THE EYE WHEN I SPIT IN YOUR FACE" Love |
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