《Against the Gods》24. Blood
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^^ Eve
"Use your mind control on me!" I shout. I can feel my bloodlust taking over. The smell of his blood is so strong.
"I can't. She put a magic canceller on me!" he replies. That's really bad. Physically I'm stronger than him. Without magic he's screwed.
Anyway, I have to focus on something else and not his blood. It's Finn, you'd hate yourself if you killed him. Drank all his blood. That would be bad. Drinking blood. Bad. Blood.
What was I thinking about? Blood. I smell blood. It's so strong.
No! No blood! It's Finn. I look over at him, but he's blurry.
That's Finn right? Dark spots are filling my vision.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I register that this is all very bad, and my bloodlust is taking over.
"Run!" I think I scream. After that I black out.
Before I can even get up to run away, she already tackles me. Silver hair frames my face and cold, ruby eyes peer down at me. Her fangs are out, something I've never seen this close before.
A shiver runs down my spine. She doesn't seem quite there, like the Eve I know is gone. I'm suddenly reminded that she's not exactly human.
I look up at the cold, beautiful face looking down at me. It looks like some kind of cruel god deciding whether to snuff out my life or not.
No, it's still Eve. I refuse to believe it isn't.
"Eve, please it's me, Finn," I say. A tear falls down Eve's face, and a shaky hand reaches out toward me. I close my eyes, fearing for the worst.
I feel something twist on my wrist. I open my eyes, and look down at my wrist. The magic cancelling shackle has been broken off.
I quickly mind control her off of me, and make her sit in the corner of the room. She slumps over, and I sense that she's fallen asleep.
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I've only mind controlled Eve a few times before. I've honed my skills enough that I can mind control people that are moving really fast and that I can't see, so I've been able to mind control her a few times when we spar.
She really doesn't like it when I mind control her. The first time I did it, she went into some panic attack that only Nyx was able to calm her down from. I didn't want to do it to her after that, but her father forced me to insisting it was a weakness she had to overcome.
Suddenly the door bursts open. Nyx looks into the room, and runs to Eve. A flicker of annoyance runs through me when I see her pick her up.
"A bit late but thanks for rescuing us," I say.
"I didn't do it for you," he responds. Right, he's just as cheery as ever. He leaves the room, carrying Eve.
"You went too far this time hag," he says to Eve's mom who is slumped over on the ground. She lifts her head from the ground weakly, and glares at him.
As I'm about to follow them out of the room, Eve's mother says, "You're lucky she likes you so much. It takes an incredibly strong connection to get a vampire to break their bloodlust like that. Well at least now I know I can always threaten you to keep Eve in line from now on. How does it feel to be her biggest weakness?" she cackles.
Eve is unconscious. She looks so pale, like she's dead, but I can hear a faint heartbeat.
I'm so stupid! I should've stopped that pink bug. Or maybe stopped restraining myself and kill all those bastards!
I don't think I can take them hurting her much longer.
Humans are such disgusting creatures. Demons aren't any better though. I guess the whole world is trash.
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I think the only one I can trust is Eve.
I bring her to her room, and place her in her bed. I look around her room for blood. I can't give her mine, for some reason she gets drunk off it. I guess she also injects a venom that makes the person she's drinking from also intoxicated. Maybe it's similar to that?
I blush when I think of the last time she drank my blood all those years ago. I find some blood in a bottle on her desk.
I pour it into a glass cup sitting next to it. Thank hell I'm not grossed out by blood. I've definitely seen my fair share of it.
She's awake in an instant at the smell of blood. She downs the glass of blood, snatching it from my hand.
She blinks a couple of times, regaining her senses. There's blood dripping down her chin. I wipe it clean with my sleeve.
"What... what happened?" she asks.
"Well... " I start.
"Wait! Finn! Did I... did I...?" she says starting to cry.
"No, he's fine. You stopped," I reply. She lets out a sigh of relief.
"I have to go to him," she says.
"What? Why?" I respond.
"I need to apologize. I almost killed him!" she exclaims.
"It's his fault. Besides you need to rest," I say. She still needs more blood. I can see that. She won't go crazy, but she's still weak.
"Can't you wait till you're recovered to see him?" I request.
"He's probably upset right now! What if he's scared at me after what I did? Or what if he's blaming himself? He has such a good heart that he's probably tearing himself apart for my wrongs. I have no idea what kind of mental state he could be in," she worries.
I don't even know what to say. Part of me is mad that she cares so much about that stupid pink bug, another part is mad at her.
"You know you always claim that you're a bad person, but how come you're so annoyingly selfless all the time?" I ask.
"What are you talking about?" she says looking at me with a confused expression on her face.
"Stop looking at me like I've said the craziest thing in the world! I'm talking about you with that stupid pink bug who you saved when he tried to steal from you, and is always taking advantage of your kindness! And your horrible family! You always claim that you don't get rid of them because you still need something from them or some other stupid excuse. But is that really true? I could kill them all and take what you by force! I could take over this whole empire for you if you wanted! It's not like any of those weak humans could stop me," I rant.
"Don't mistake me for a good person when you don't know the whole picture," she replies tersely. It's times like these I feel like she's hiding everything from me. Even though we've known each other for years, it feels like there's so much I don't know.
"It's not like I care if you're a hero or a villain! No matter what you've done in your past or what stupid plans you have for the future! At least you're still my hero since you saved me and gave me a reason to live! That's all that matters to me!" I confess.
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