Thread: Blood of my Heart

Blaise shook his head. i wouldn't touch Dray with a twenty foot pole. Blaise admitted. he's practically my brother and it's pretty damn clear he'd rather eat my face off than let me touch him. he admitted looking a little amused, pale and nervous, terrified of Draco, but amused. he swallowed thickly as he studied Draco who was tucked against Jean Claude as if he where a giant friendly tiger, friendly his ass. the blond snarled at Gabrielle, baring long fangs at Gabrielle, Blaise wincing a little as he backed away from Draco's clear fury. he watched with fury as Gabrielle came close, and Jean Claude's eyes narrowed as he watched the wizards hand touching him, baring a single fang, Neville swallowing thickly. Gabe... you shouldn't... Neville tried to warn, both men completely terrified. Jean lifted en eyebrow at the names, they meant little to him, he knew nothing of Malfoy's and Draco's, sure he knew Draco was Albion's real name, but when he looked into it the name Draco had never brought up any good leads. there where too many even in the wizarding world. Draco's reaction to the name was instant and furious, and before anyone could react Draco was on top of Gabriel, spittle flying and mad with rage as he slammed the man's head into the floor, trying to stun him or kill him no one knew, but Jean Claude was clearly not fast enough to stop Draco. Jean Claude was fast, Draco was faster as he sank his fangs into Gabe's neck, fingers gripping hard and tight as he drank, sucked Gabe's life force, ignoring Blaise and Neville who where beating on him with their fists, trying to get him away from Gabrielle, who would find himself in pain so searing, it was almost pleasure, firm hands gripping tightly, leaving harsh bruises as Draco's groin pressed hard against Gabriele's, sucking hard and fast, voices screaming, but Gabriel wouldn't hear it, he had lost too much blood already, greedy Draco was well on his way to bleeding him dry. the last thing Gabriel knew was Draco's voice in his head, cursing his death, and calling his soul to hell and then darkness swarmed his vision, Draco had every intention of killing Gabriel. when he woke, Draco was gone, and the entire left half of his face and neck would probobly be throbbing in pain, but he had woken. Stephan was standing over him with a medical kit, carefully bandaging his neck and he smiled when Gabriel woke, his head tilted. you really shouldn't torment Albion you know. he admitted shaking his head a little. he has only been a vampire for a few years, he has no restraint... he really meant to kill you. he admitted finishing the bandaging. we have cleaned your wound with Holy water, don't worry about being turned into Albion's vampire slave. he promised his eyes staring at Gabriel. you should leave, forget that you ever saw Albion, he neither wants you, nor needs you and staying will only get you killed. he admitted simply. Jean Claude will fin a way to use you as well if you stay, he finds a way to use everyone, he is the Master of the City. just leave before you and your freinds regret ever finding out about this place. he ordered calmly turning and letting a very pale Blaise and Neville walk in, Neville with a matching neck bandage and face bruises. ... you where dead. Neville whispered. your hears stopped and he got bored with you and... Merlin almighty he... he just... there was no THOUGHT he just.... Blaise was pale and silent, but he looked strangely determined.