Thread: A Bloody Cause ( Ava & Valanaer)

His head was full of odd images but out of all the horrific memories and dreams filling his head only a few occurred more than others. First he continued to see the battles in which he lost friends, each one vivid and as painful to remember as the time they happened, his brother, his friends, and the battle which his father became so severely injured. One memory reigned over the rest though and that was some strange girl and it seemed to be one of the only happy things floating through his mind, the girls smile as they ran around together pulling him back from the brink and bringing life to his cold body. Among all the horrible memories that made him want to give up this one made him want to pull through, made him come back a bit. It was hours before he came to and while he was still hazy on where he was it was obvious he was not still on the battlefield nor was he in a Werewolf camp and unless he had been out for a week he was not in one of their villages. He didn't try to move at first, instead he tried to focus his eyes and it was no easy feat, the energy was so sapped that even opening his eyes seemed tiresome and it was obvious he was near death. As his faculties began to come to he began to see the stone of a Keeps ceiling and soon enough he could smell it all, the blood of his kin but it was strange as if mixed with something. After a moment his mind processed the extra smell and that was she his eyes popped open, the smell of Vampiric blood, disgusting. Something didn't happen though, unlike he had been recently the smell of blood and the thought of the Vampires didn't send him into a frenzy, whether or not that was due to his injuries or another matter he was not quite sure. He wanted to find out though but as he tried to sit up his body was wracked with pain and although he got a few inches off the surface he had to lay back down quickly before it got even worse and although he let out a small grunt of pain, nothing compared to what he felt but he couldn't keep it down completely. His movement also seemed to have ripped open the wound a bit and a small bit of blood was starting to seep through the bandage on his chest. The usually powerful Seth didn't like the current feeling of weakness and even raising his hand to feel the bandage on his chest was difficult, not to mention painful even though he barely grazed the area. His entire body was in pain but his chest overrode them all and without being able to move he didn't know what to do save try and remain still until he figured out what was going on. He could turn his head though and he began to look around and with his vision back he could now see what was going on around him. The first thing he realized whose keep he was in, not in specific but it was obviously a Vampiric keep, the things inside not the kind of stuff his people would have. When he turned his head to the other side he finally spotted another person, a beautiful woman sitting near him asleep, her breath low proving it was no ruse. Beautiful or not he could tell immediately that she was a Vampire and if he could he would have ripped her throat open but unfortunately he was unable to sit up or make a fist, it was impossible. His first thought was he was a prisoner, it was an unusual place for them to keep such a high ranking DeLune but in his condition one female attending him was plenty. He simply snarled to himself and looked back up at the roof and taking deep breaths to try and calm himself.