Thread: Light and Dark (Moonstruck Fox)

Sethreil smiled as he watched the other, stroking Tristan's hair gently. it was all too easy to see what the poor little mortal was thinking. Sethreil certainly looked Angelic, but he was anything but. i am sorry, my Little One. Sethreil breathed. in her defense, she did not know that Evil lurked in this place. Sethreil admitted. after all, why would Sara know of such things? people where aware of Vampires existing of course, but they where rare. You are mine now, My Little One. Sethreil purred, bending down and pressing his lips to Tristan's, kissing him with all the passion available. his soft, warm mouth pressed against Tristan's, binding the minimal human energies to his own. binding Tristan to him. now Sethreil could Command Tristan, and make Tristan do almost anything. if Tristan said 'no' to anything that Sethreil demanded of him, then all Seth had to do was tug on that link, and Tristan would find himself doing it anyway. willing or not, Tristan's 'free will' was gone, he belonged completely, and totally to Sethreil now. Sleep now, My Little One. Sethreil ordered softly, settling his lips to the others forehead, and tugging the link, making Tristan fall into a deep sleep. when Tristan woke, he was in the hospital. the soft beeping sound of the life monitor and the light dripping of the IV bag was the only sounds in the room. as soon as he moved though, a small alarm went off, and a doctor appeared. ah! your awake. good. you are a very lucky young man. the Doctor admitted with a small smile. can you tell me your name? the doctor asked. good, and your age? good. there's no memory loss. that can happen sometimes. the man admitted. what do you remember of last night? the man asked. i'm Doctor Adams by the way, Anthony Adams. i'm a Vampire attack specialist. he explained as he carefully looked into the others eyes with a flashlight and checked the pulse. your an exceptionally lucky young man. the vampire left before you had been bled to dangerous levels. the poison they leave in your system was bled out afterwords, so you are not going to become a Vampire. the Doctor promised. we have a young man in the waiting room who is terribly concerned about you. he claims to be an old family freind. Sethreil he said his name was. the doctor explained. he found you on the side of the road, do you remember dragging yourself out of the woods? more questions where asked 'what where you doing in the woods? is there anyone we can call? do you have any health insurance?' and other such questions. finally, the Doctor left, and the gorgeous man from before stepped into the room, his two long bangs pulled back into a funny little ponytail at the nape of his neck and he was wearing a T-Shirt and jeans. he looked almost... normal, aside from the fact that he was still more beautiful than any mortal had a right to be. Good morning Tristan. Sethreil stated with a smile as he settled down next to the chair. i am sorry about this, but i could not simply fix you. he admitted. instead i braught you to human healers and let them do the saving once i stopped the bleeding and fixed the shock. Sethreil admitted as he gently stroked Tristan's hair out of his face. you will be weak and tired for a few days, but it will be good for you to have some rest. especially with the newspapers jumping all over the fact that Tristan Rowe was attacked by a Vampire while waiting for his girlfriend to show up. he smiled. i could not simply allow her to do such a thing, without having some sort of repercussion. you are mine now, after all, and i protect what is mine. and that was true, Sethreil was extremely possessive. only he could hurt what he had claimed as his. your mother and father have both been alerted, and both have had their memories slightly altered so that they will recognize me. here he smirked. i am a close freind of your family now. they have asked that i take care of you. he sounded amused... probobly because he was amused.