The Vampyric Song (LoneDigger, Closed, 18+)

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Dameon had almost figured that Kholodno was that frightened. The longer the other stayed silent, it only had his mind racing on if his darkness had seriously done that much damage to the other. But what he had not expected, was what happened next.

 

He had been just about to say something before he heard the others soft voice again. Slight confusion shown on his face at those words before he turned his bright gaze to Kholodno. The scent of blood instantly began to send the hungry red to his eyes. Just before his hunger dug its claws into him, and forced him to do something he undoubtedly would regret later.

 

He did something completely different. He tore his gaze away and clinched his fingers to the mattress under him. "Kho-Kholodno... you said I couldn't." he choked his words out. But it was the hunger under those words that was trying to choke the life out of him.

 

The both of them knew just how much Dameon needed it. Knew that by feeding from one he cared about... it would sate the demon within him. And just how badly Dameon needed this. But it was the warning from earlier. He just couldn't bring himself to do this in a haste.

 

No, he couldn't take from Kholodno unless the other said so. It had been the same with his Sire. He had never partaken his Sire's unless it was either commanded of him, or if his Sire had willingly given it up to him. Pain seeped into Dameons eyes at the choice. He couldn't just attack Kholodno only because his demon demanded the very essence that was needed to keep him at bay.

 

Dameon's body jerked at the first signs of his own control starting to slip away from him. The more his darkness tore down his strings of control at the scent of blood, the more Dameon dug his nails into the mattress under him. But it was the only thing that could escape Dameon's lips at that moment.

 

"Please..."

[LoneDigger]

"I know what I said. Now be still..."

Kholodno ordered, his voice dangerously low sounding. He was seriously going to give this a try, but that didn't mean he had to be reckless either.

His gaze was locked on his bleeding arm, controlling his own blood to bend at his will. Focusing hard he broke off a strand of the black liquid, and then mended it into the smallest of spheres, just hovering in the air.

"Open your mouth."

Okay, what kind of weird request was this?

But when Dameon obeyed he sent the little drop of blood to fall onto the other's tongue. A little experiment to see if it would burn through his flesh again or become eatable.

He was honestly expecting the little droplet to sear right through the other's demon and leave behind a tiny hole, but instead it seemed to become more liquid, more like actual blood instead of tar consistency.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Dameon raised a brow at the order. Normally he wouldn't of obeyed such a command, but it had been the tone that Kholodno had used that had his curiosity. It had been seduction in every way for Dameon. Half tempted, Dameon would normally make things all that more difficult. But at that very moment with the scent of Kholodno's blood filling his scenses. He just couldn't go against the other's wishes.

 

His gaze lifted at the next command that had been given to him. He found his mouth opening with very little force.

 

It had been the drop that landed on his tongue that sent a sizzling sound into the room. Despite Kholodno's attempts to make his blood less toxic for Dameon, there had still been just enough within it to create such complications.

 

But before anything was said, or even a cry of pain that would leave Dameon. It wasn't just the sound that filled the room that was worrisome. No, it had been the glassy look that overtook Dameon's eyes. His normaly bright gaze staring at Kholodno for a short moment before his gaze flashed to its golden color for a split second.

 

The sizzling noise suddenly quieted before Dameon took what had been given to him. Even just that small amount had his inner demon craving more. Had it been his inner demon that detoxified Kholodno's blood? Dameon wasn't sure what the answer was to that. All he knew was that he wanted more.

 

Lifting his bright gaze back to Kholodno with a soft incoherent noise leaving him. His fingers had unconsciously dug themselves into the mattress as if he were trying to keep himself from latching directly to Kholodno's flesh.

[LoneDigger]

Kholodno was equally perplexed by Dameon's reaction, and how at first it would seem impossible. He should have known it was stupid to even bother trying with how his-- Oh, would you look at that... he's... it's... drinking.

The demon knew how to purify blood ironically enough, but that sure as hell made things a lot easier for the elder now knowing he could calm Dameon with his blood, and maybe even use it to control the other.

The lengths the other would go for him just to get a drop of his blood... it was a very tempting thought, but one that Kholodno shoved back deeply into his brain to save for later since now was not the time for playing those games again.

Suddenly feeling just as eager as the younger was, the blond vampyre strode right up to Dameon and sat down next to him, bearing his neck in a direction invitation to a bite there.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

It had only taken that one drop of blood that seemed to of sent Dameon further back. Back to a time when he had been reborn into this dark night. Just as curious, just as childlike. But even with all of that, he still held a darkness that was un-compared to others of his age. Maybe that was one of the reasons the council tried to control him. Either it be to push the demon out in him, or to use his gift against himself.

 

But none of that crossed his mind at that moment. It was the dark craving that tried to control him instead. And despite his own level of control, he seemed to be on the losing side of that battle.

 

So it had been the moment that Kholodno took a seat on the bed and bared his neck. That had been the only thing that Dameon seen before he found himself shifting on the bed, his bright gaze darting to the others neck with a hungry whimper. It was only a second before he was already at the other's throat. His fangs slicing deep into the side of Kholodno's neck with a throaty growl.

 

But Dameon quieted down almost instantly with the first mouthful of blood. Greedily taking more and more into himself as his eyes fell shut at the essence that his body so desperately called out for. His fingers found their way into Kholodno's shirt, clinching the material lightly as he drew more from the other.

 

Again, Dameon was taken back to his fledgling years. And maybe it had been even more intoxicating than having taken from his own Sire. Almost as if Dameon couldn't get enough of the other's blood as he continued to feed from Kholodno. He was already to lost in the middle of the sensations, and apparently even Dameon's demon didn't help matters when it was sating them both.

[LoneDigger]

Kholodno's heart was pounding in his chest, he was excited and terrified all in the same moment even if on the outside he seemed completely confidant.

He had never had anyone drink his blood before, so this was an entirely new experience for him.

Somehow he never imagined that it would Dameon being the first one to bite him and consume him. Others may have tried, but were quickly burned or killed.

The elder vampyre squeezed his eyes shut at first, letting out a nervous groan as fangs pierced through his flesh.

It was a sharp pain at first, but what followed it was numbing feeling, then.... pure rapture.

He felt his body totally surrendering to the blissful feeling, and it felt like there was now a bond between him and the younger that would be unbreakable. His blood belonged to the demon now. And if he could suffice the demon, then he could win Dameon

Kholodno slumped back, falling onto the bed facing up as he stared at the other with a hazy expression.

But all good things must come to an end, and the ecstasy was soon replaced by that feeling of panic again once he realized that Dameon was not about to let go.

He had to make him stop before he was sucked dry! But he still felt light headed and simply pushing him wasn't enough.

Then that primitive urge to survive kicked in again and with more strength than he even intended found himself throwing Dameon off and rolling over top of him with a snarl leaving him. He didn't even know he was capable of such an animalistic sound.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Dameon couldn't tell how long he had been draining Kholodno. All he could hear was his own hunger beating at him the more he continued to feed from the other. So when Kholodno suddenly fell back against the bed. Dameon shifted along with him, suddenly straddling the other unconsciously to continue drinking from the other. His fingers curled even tighter in the other's shirt before he shifted again only to bite harder to freshen the blood flow.

 

The longer he was allowed to feed from the other, the harder it was for Dameon to pull away. No, he couldn't even gauge just how much he had taken from the other.

 

The sudden movement had another throaty growl leaving him, rumbling in his chest as he tightened his hold on Kholodno's shirt. Not wanting to leave the essence that his demon had demanded. But it was only when Kholodno had successfully pinned him to the bed and pulled away from him. Golden eyes snapped open to stare up at the other. The color didn't last to long before the demon was pushed back and his bright blues appeared once again.

 

A startled whimper left his lips for a moment. Only to have his own body jerking towards the snarl that had been given to him. Drawing a light hiss from his own lips with his narrowing gaze. It wasn't something that he had control over. Even when feeding from human's, it had been just a little easier to stop right at the point of death. But no... not Kholodno's blood.

 

It had been intoxicating for him. To much that it left Dameon wanting more of the others blood. But having been abruptly stopped in such a way, it had sent the youngling into defensive mode all that quicker.

[LoneDigger]

Kholodno realized that had been his biggest mistake, surrendering to Dameon and even giving him the chance to drain him. The other was still a baby practically. He had no self control, no sense of self restraint.

Well, he'd just have to be training the other that just wasn't going to fly anymore. This was his blood yes, but he wasn't going to die for it.

"Gluttonous Leech."

The elder hissed, he didn't mean to use such a harsh swear towards the younger, but his heart was still racing and not exactly in the pleasurably way, but more like the 'holy fuck I almost got sucked completely dry' kind of thing.

But still he knew letting that slip out his lips proved that his own self control was lacking, so he awkwardly cleared his throat and attempted to make a little joke out of it like old times...

"... You know we really need a safe word."

He smirked lightly, but all kidding aside this was going to be a huge problem. But he was fully committed to feeding Dameon so it wasn't like he was going to give this up just because the first round had a few kinks.

Seeing as he had left the other feeling upset, he kept trying to fix things. Even if that meant keeping the other still pinned securely underneath him since he had no idea when that demon of his could pop back out again.

He needed to show him who was boss, even when he surrendered his blood.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Dameon tensed at the way Kholodno had hissed at him. Letting another throaty growl leave himself, deepening and rattling in his chest. But it didn't last long before he felt his true self returning from the high he had been on while drinking from Kholodno.

 

So when Kholodno mentioned a safe word. Dameon couldn't help but snort at the comment, letting his gaze fall from the other. Despite the joke, Dameon still felt hurt towards the way the other had spoken to him. Had the other taken into consideration that Dameon was unable to control his demon, just how much strain it took on Dameon's body... He wouldn't of been taking this so lightly.

 

A moment longer, laying there, still pinned under Kholodno. He couldn't help but feel cornered, in a sense he was. But in another sense, he could feel his demon clawing at him as if trying to fight against Kholodno. He hated the sensation of being cornered... in certain ways. And this was one of those unpleasant ways.

 

Drawing another slow hiss from himself before Dameon found himself pushing back at Kholodno to let him go. "You didn't have to wait that long?!" He managed to cry out, right in front of Kholodno's face. Darting his hurt gaze to meet with the others, only inches away from the other's lips.

 

But it was the sudden whimper that left his lips. A sensation that ran through his own mind that instantly sent worry over himself. It had been faint at first, then slowly grew stronger as if something had managed to get past his own barriers. Had he seriously let his guard down that much that he hadn't noticed the intrusion. It was one thing to have a bond with anyone, blood or emotional. But it was another to instantly find a surprising bond right after having taken from someone else.

[LoneDigger]

"I know... that part was my fault... actually this is all mine..."

Kholodno muttered, he was supposed to be the responsible mature one in control of the situation so he had no excuse to ever blame anything on Dameon or to take out his frustrations onto him like that.

"I'm still learning, okay?"

A slight pause, and the elder reluctantly moved off of the other vampyre and backed off him a little. Not because he was scared or upset, but because he felt like he needed to let them both just breathe.

"... From now on my blood is your's freely, but you have to learn to control it, if just a little."

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Dameon took a long moment after he was let go to piece together the clues that Kholodno meant. Shifting on the bed, before looking back to the other. Guilt painting his face after a while before lowering his gaze to the bed. Despite his own displeasure of ever asking for forgiveness.

 

"no..." he whispered after a moment. "I... I didn't realize that your blood was toxic." He began only to clinch his hand to the mattress lightly. "I have very little control over that part of myself, Kholodno. I can't stop once it begins." He tried to explain. It was just like it had been back then, he didn't have control and created such blood shed.

 

"I've tried to control it. But the more I try to stop, the harder it pushes to come out." He suddenly felt his own self breaking down. "I cant... stop him." He admitted quietly.

 

But it was the sudden infiltration in his mind that sent a blank look to Dameon's face. Before he was even able to apologize for everything he had done. His mind was sent into a frenzy, only to let a painful whimper leave his lips and his free hand reaching to grab for his head. His fingers clinched to his head as if he were trying to get whatever had wormed its way in... out.

 

He had let his guard down so much with Kholodno that he had left it wide open for an attack. And there was only a few strong enough to overtake another vampyres mind. Or well... strong enough to take over Dameon's.

 

Doubling over on the bed as he reached up with his other hand with a pained hiss leaving his lips. "St-stop!"

 

Andre with his dark gift. The kind of gift that could make any of their kind feel exactly what he wanted them to. Even with this distance, it wasn't very hard for him to create such pain. No, Dameon wasn't getting away from them this time. And with Andre directly on the council's thrones, he had every right to do this to force Dameon's hand to stand trial in front of them.

[LoneDigger]

Andre.... Andre?! He should have fucking known this shit would happen! And yet here he was playing with Dameon's already fragile mental state and leaving his mind wide open for attack.

This really was all his fault. He needed to stop fucking around and fix this.

"Dameon!"

This time he didn't even hesitate to approach the other vampyre and wrap his arms tightly around him for support.

"Just... calm down! Shut off your mind!"

Hah, easier said than done once something was already crawling around inside it.

In a panic of quick thinking Kholodno suddenly grabbed Dameon's head violently and smashed it against the wall to knock the other unconscious.

It really wasn't his smartest idea, but he had to do something to stop Andre from needlessly torturing the younger.

No, they weren't resorting to inhumane tactics. The council had promised Kholodno that if he could get Dameon to stop and appear before them they would give it once last chance...

 

So, this was it. With a heavy sigh Kholodno held the still unconscious Dameon tightly in his arms as he stood before the council.

To him this wasn't betraying the other at all, it wasn't like he was handing him over. He just wanted them to talk... right?

Or was this actually the elder resorting back to his old ways of serving himself first and foremost no matter who he ended up hurting along the way.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Dameon's body felt as if he were being stabbed repeatedly by searing pokers. Not even Kholodno's voice reached him now. Despite the other seeming to shout at him to shut down his own mind. Dameon couldn't even control his own actions.

 

So when he was suddenly grabbed and his head being smashed against the wall. It was as if it was flipping a switch in his mind. Instantly shutting his own mind and also his body down when he fell unconscious in the others arms.

 

Only Andre smirked at the tactics that Kholodno took, A tad bit surprising that the other had not just used a compulsion to have the younger to sleep. Finding that Dameon's mind suddenly going quiet, not even his screams made it to the elder anymore. Finally, the little troublemaker would stand trial.

 

Til Kholodno showed up, he had to wait patiently. He wanted nothing more than to lock away the youngling with spirit shackles to keep the other from using his own dark gift against them. But only time would tell on that.

 

The moment that Kholodno stood in front of them with Dameon's lifeless body in his arms. Andre was found along with the other's, wearing their normal masks. Every last one of them seemed to be un-impressed with the way that Kholodno was holding the youngling.

 

"So he is finally arrived for his due punishment." Andre spoke after clearing his throat. "Kholodno... You took to long. Normally you have very little trouble in bringing younglings to us." He started. "Have you begun to get rusty on us?" He asked.

 

Dameon's body at first seemed as if it would never awaken. But it was the demon that had begun to stir. The moment he was brought over the thresh hold of the council, anger began to surface.

 

Golden eyes snapped open with a deep demonic growl rumbling in his chest. Had it been the way he had been knocked out that had caused this? Or was it just being in front of the council that brought the demon out in him. Instantly Dameon pushed Kholodno away from him, standing on shaky legs once he managed to get to his feet. His head was pounding from the force that had knocked him out in the first place.

 

Andre frowned at the sudden disruption. Staring at the youngling as if determining which way to restrain him. But what he found out at the first trickle he push into Dameon's mind.

 

Dameon's golden gaze darted right to Andre, letting out a demonic hiss. "Basterd!"

 

Andre straightened as if he were surprised, but it wasnt the surprise that most would figure. It was the fact that he couldn't enter Dameons mind while the demon had control over him. It was as if Dameon himself was still asleep... but the demon itself was the one in his place.

 

Andre let a slow hiss of his own loose before raising his own hand, slicing his thumb in the process only to let his own blood form into what looked like chains. Only when Andre manipulated it, his blood was found flying right at Dameon. Wrapping tightly around the youngers wrists and binding them to the floor. "Such disrespect." He said.

 

The others on the council seemed to be murmuring to themselves. Some mentioning the spirit shackles, others questioning if Dameon was even worth keeping alive.

[LoneDigger]

"Yes, sir... No, sir..."

Kholodno bowed his head ever so slightly, but kept his gaze up on Andre and the rest of the council.

He didn't dare hand over Dameon, not yet. He had to feign respect and compliance to them if he wanted things to be easier on the younger. With any luck he would barely get a slap on wrist for his little mistake.

He carried the other with him up to be presented, and that's when the other decided it was the perfect time to start waking up apparently.

It was like he could almost feel the irritation boiling off Dameon's body as he wrapped his arms just a little bit tighter in some attempt to keep him calm, but it obviously would not do a thing.

Then he felt himself being pushed away, and he resisted the urge to reach out to the younger again to stop him from making things worse.

Instead he just stood there and watched the scene unfolding before him, unable to do anything yet so he kept his eyes on Andre.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Dameon tugged at the bindings all the while spitting out various demonic insults towards Andre. Only causing himself to be dug deeper into a hole. But could one really blame him for his displeasure of being presented to the council, after the years he had kept himself from being sent here?

 

Andre frowned at the boy's tactics before standing from his seat. Walking right up to Dameon before roughly grabbing the boy's chin and forcing him to look up. But it was something that Andre seen that the others had not. The demon itself seemed... sated in some ways. It only caused his gaze to dart to Kholodno for a moment. It... couldn't be. Frowning once again before letting go of Dameon before the other attempted to bite at said hand.

 

Dameon let a slow hiss leave his lips, as the demon in him simmered and tugged harder at the bindings that held him to the floor.

 

Andre turned to Kholodno once again. "How?" He asked. It had been a simple question, but one that suggested he had seen signs of what had happened between the two of them.

 

Even before anything could get explained, Dameon gave one final tug to the bindings before they suddenly broke. Then Dameon could be seen fixing to do something very dangerous. The claw like hand reached out towards Andre's chest.

 

Before Dameon's hand even made the fatal contact, he was tackled to the floor by another two from the council. Both Gregori and Lucian had managed to shackle Dameon before the boy could do anything dangerous to any of them. But it was the shackles that were odd. It gave off a blue glow to them.

 

Golden eyes filled with so much anger slowly dissipated and bled into severely confused blue. Gregori and Lucian backed off the boy after that moment, when they realized that the cuffs had done what they had been designed for.

 

A soft groan left Dameon's lips. But it was the confused look on the boys face. Instantly turning his gaze towards Kholodno before he realized where he was. Fear settled in with a choking noise leaving his lips. "Kho-Kholodno... why?" He asked quietly.

 

Why had he been sent here of all places?

[LoneDigger]

"I... I have no idea what you are asking of me."

Kholodno replied with innocent politeness when questioned how he had done it with Dameon. But he still had to try and keep up this act just a little more...

That was if that idiot didn't go and mess things up! He cursed the younger mentally for putting up such a fuss. Not that he expected anything but that coming out of Dameon, but it still didn't make things easy for him.

Everything was moving so quickly, the demon was free, and then captured again. Now it left a very betrayed Dameon staring right at him. He was forced to look way, unable to meet the golden blue infused gaze.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Andre frowned at the explanation. Darting his gaze to Dameon before grabbing the boy by the collar and dragging him to Kholodno, grabbing Dameon's chin and lifting the others face so that it had been easily seen. "Now... Kholodno. How did you do it? You see it just as clearly as I do. His demon isn't fighting no where near as hard as it normally does. We all know that our races demons only get sated by taking their Sire's blood." He spat out. "And we on the council know that your blood is toxic. So how is it that this youngling's demon so sated, but he looks to you in his confusion?"

 

Dameon let a strangled hiss leave his lips only to glare towards Andre when he was held up to look at Kholodno. "Stop!" He growled out at the elder. Trying to tug himself away from Andre. "He didn't do a damn thing!" He hissed, narrowing his eyes.

 

Andre raised a brow. "Didn't do a thing?" He said mainly to himself. "That can't be true. You clearly do not understand youngling. His blood can kill alone. So someone better speak up on what happened, or we will decide what to do with you." He said.

 

Dameon tugged at his bindings once again. He was clearly agitated and Andre was only making things worse.

 

But it was Gregori that spoke up next that had Dameon stilling. "Is it possible... that the younglings demon could of done something?" He asked in a rather interested tone.

 

Dameon's gaze fell to the floor. As if he was being given no choice in the matter anymore. He felt betrayed... sent to the council to be locked away... or worse killed for his actions.

 

Andre raised a brow at the question before turning his gaze to Kholodno before looking at the youngling. "Apparently so, Gregori. Is this true, Kholodno? Does the younglings demon have the power to take your blood?" He questioned.

[LoneDigger]

"I really didn't want to make a big fuss out of it... But I am afraid so."

Kholodno confessed nonchalantly, trying to keep the situation cool so that Dameon would dig himself a deeper grave to sleep in once the council was through with them.

Yes, them. The blond vampyre knew that he wouldn't be getting off scot-free after having to be pried to speak up about his blood being given to sate the younger's demon.

"Well, I've done my job. Haven't I? You wanted me to make him stop crying out and I did."

That came over a little more smugly then he would have meant, but he couldn't help being a bit prideful. In his mind he hadn't done anything wrong by feeding Dameon. The only regret he had was bringing him here, but he knew it had to be done for both their sake's. Otherwise the council would just send Gregori or one of the others after them.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Andre raised a thin brow at the confession from Kholodno. Letting his fingers release from Dameon's jaw as he stared at the other. A mask hiding his true thoughts about the situation. This was quite surprising in the least bit. How was this possible? None had been able to withstand the toxin's within Kholodno's blood. Even the elders of the council had been harmed by the others blood. But it was this boy, this youngling, that was able to purify such toxins.

 

Baffled by this turn of events, he simply turned from the both of them and took his seat once more. Lacing his fingers together as he stared at Dameon as his thoughts took over his own mind.

 

Dameon felt himself torn. From both his mental stability, to his physical body. The whispers from the other council members making it to his ears, yet he stayed where he stood. His gaze downcast to the floor. And if anyone looked all that closely to him, they could see his shoulders trembling just ever so slightly. He felt to vulnerable. So alone. So confused.

 

Gregori looked to Andre as they exchanged their own thoughts for a short moment before Gregori had to look away. Apparently what they had discussed wasn't something he was happy about.

 

Andre cleared his throat and darted his gaze to Kholodno. "In order to keep him in order. And make sure that our race stays safe." he stated after a moment. "Considering how the younger can take your blood. You will be required to claim him as your own."

 

Lucian was the one to straighten at the ruling. "But Andre..." He started, darting his concerned gaze to Andre. "Is this such a wise choice. To allow Kholodno to resire the boy as his own Childe, Wouldn't this complicate things more?" He questioned.

 

Andre turned to Lucian. "Would you rather have the youngling rampage with another town's demise? Or would you rather Kholodno become his Sire, to guide and keep the boy's demon from another blood shed?" It had been a simple explanation.

 

Lucian lowered his gaze at the ruling. "I... see." He answered after a moment. "Then it would be for the best if this is to happen." So that was it. Kholodno was going to be forced to take Dameon under his own care... become Dameon's dark father.

[LoneDigger]

Kholodno hated to see Dameon who was normally such a cocky little bastard actually shaking in fear before the council, not that he could blame the other at all for that.

"... What!"

It was strange to hear such bafflement in the usually calmly confidant Kholodno, but what Andre was suggesting was absolutely shocking!

Doing that to Dameon now would be cruel, and the other just suggested he go ahead and do like it was nothing at all.

The elder vampyre could barely control his own emotions as his expression darkened and he let out a low growl at the council.

"Just... Just because Dameon is controlled by a demon doesn't mean he can't feel pain. You wouldn't make me responsible for hurting him like that."

That last part sounded more like a statement then the question it was meant to be.

But wasn't that was Kholodno wanted all along, to claim Dameon as his own? Why else had he acted like a father figure to the younger all those years ago?

But things had changed, he had changed. His affection for the other hadn't, but when for example when Kholodno he wouldn't have hesitated if the council ordered him to bite Dameon, but now knowing the consequences... and actually caring more for the other than he did even himself.

However, letting the idea settle in his mind even he had to admit this was the only way to keep Dameon safe was to take him as his fledgling. Plus it would keep Andre and the others off their asses, at least for a little bit.

"Dameon. Come."

Kholodno ordered simply.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Andre narrowed his gaze when he heard the outburst from Kholodno. "And that is the exact reason why you have to do this, Kholodno." He stated simply. "Its because he cant control himself, let alone his demon. It's the duty of a Sire to care and train their fledglings until maturity." He paused for a moment. "Do not make the same mistake that his original Sire made." He warned.

 

Dameon bit back his own thoughts at first, having heard their conversation. But it was the instant that his original Sire had been brought out that drew out a deep growl from himself. Darting his pain filled gaze to Andre, as if damning the other for even mentioning the basterd that tossed him away.

 

"What would you know about my Sire?!" Dameon cried out. "You dont understand the torment involved in being tossed away. You dont know what its like to be abandoned by your own kind!" he said in frustration. But despite it all, his face said it all. He was utterly broken. Even the council had their own doubts that the boy could be fixed, save for Andre. And this was the reason why he gave said ruling.

 

"You best hold your tongue, Youngling." Andre snapped back at Dameon. "You know very well I could simply lock you away in a place that even hell itself would be unable to hear your screams." His voice turned dark along with his face for just that one moment. "We are simply giving you the chance to prove that this is not a mistake. Or would you rather be locked away?" He tilted his head.

 

Dameon straightened at the way the conversation had gone. Even the demon in him seemed to shrink back at the thought of being locked away.

 

It had been the command that had Dameon's body jerking to attention. Taking only a second longer to glare at Andre before turning an unsure gaze towards Kholodo. It seemed that Dameon's body didn't want to move from its spot. As if the demon in him wanted to make things all that more difficult, that was if it were not for the cuffs on him.

 

An incoherent noise left his lips before Dameon hung his head and his feet carried him towards Kholodno.

 

Andre straightened after a moment, watching as if he were expecting Dameon to lash out at any of them. But what he had not expected was what happened next.

 

Dameon stopped in front of Kholodo, refusing to look up at the other. Instead, he did the only thing he could.

 

"Kholodo..." His voice alone told how broken Dameon was, his voice strained as if he were fighting so many things at once. And then again, under all that... the sound of longing could barely be defined.

[LoneDigger]

Kholodno stared down at Dameon, trying to keep his expression cold but if anyone looked closely enough they would see the emotion flickering inside his irises.

Suddenly grabbing the younger by the shoulders before he could change his own mind about doing this his fangs right straight for the neck and sunk in sharply.

A low growl escaped him and his eyes bleed into the crimson red again as he tasted the other's life liquid filling his mouth.

Dameon's taste was like no other, maybe it had something to do with the demon, but the flavor was quite irresistible, addicting even.

He would have no trouble at all in draining the younger's blood almost dry, and when he felt Dameon starting to instinctualy struggle against him he ended up backing the other against a wall and pinning him there as he continued to suck his blood, not quite there yet... but it was close. He had to be careful. If he didn't drink enough it wouldn't work, but take too much and he risked killing Dameon.

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Dameon was unsure of what was going to happen to him. The terms that was going to take place had been vague when they had discussed Kholodno to take him as his own. But the longer that the other stayed quiet, the more Dameon felt his true self shrinking back.

 

However, when he was suddenly grabbed. It drew a startled hiss from his lips before he felt the white hot pain of fangs sinking into neck. Dameon's body shifted and acted as if it was trying to twist itself away from Kholodno at the bite. But before he knew it, he soon found himself pinned against the wall.

 

His eyes widening at the slight pain of being bitten. But the pain didn't last long before the numbing effect began to take over himself. This was strange for Dameon. For him to be bitten by one of their kind. Even so, the low growl that Kholodno gave and dragged a similar one out of Dameon.

 

Dameon's body trembled lightly while his blood was being drained from him. Reaching up to clinch his fingers to Kholodno's shirt. The longer the other drained him of his own blood, the sooner that Dameon began to feel weaker. Weak enough that his grip on the others shirt was slowly loosening.

 

Andre's gaze began to glow just slightly at the display. Taking in the actions that Kholodno had taken in order to claim Dameon. Despite the growls from the two, the council themselves stayed quiet as they watched. Not wanting to draw to much attention away while things took place.

 

A soft incoherent murmur left Dameon's lips as one of his hands fell from Kholodno's shirt. No longer being able to find the strength in his body.

[LoneDigger]

Kholodno didn't care if he was giving a whole show in front of the council, if those bastards weren't there gawking at them then he could have really enjoyed himself. But having an audience really wasn't his thing so he controlled himself the best he could, having to practically hold Dameon upright since the other was starting to go limp in his grasp, using the wall to prop the other up was getting a bit awkward so he hiked the younger up in his arms so it looked as if he were embracing the other.

God, he tasted so damn good. He never wanted to stop, maybe he would kill Dameon after all. His own blood lust was just as bad, if not worse than the demon's when triggered like this.

But maybe his deep affection for the younger vampyre was the only thing holding him back just enough that when he felt the life barely clinging onto Dameon's soul, he suddenly withtracted his fangs and had to help Dameon to unsheath his his and forced the half concious male to bite him, which wasn't really working so great.

So with a soft curse Kholodno held him up with one arm, while the hand sliced upon a large slash on his arm and he pressed the bleeding wound to Dameon's lips so that the blood flowed directly into his mouth.

Dammit... Don't die!

[NicholiDeSchidor]

Dameon couldn't feel his own body anymore. Kholodno had managed to drain him to the point that his body was so numb. If it hadn't been for the other holding him up, he was almost certain he would of fallen to the floor. But there was something else, his own eyes told the tale alone. It was his demon that was on the halfway mark. Not able to fully take control over Dameon's body due to the cuffs he wore. But just enough that allowed a deep hungry growl to escape Dameon's lips.

 

Andre shifted in his seat the moment he could feel the air practically shift around them all. His hawk like gaze trained on the youngling to make sure the cuffs did their proper job. They didn't need the demon taking full control over the boy. No, if that happened they might as well kiss their own asses goodbye.

 

Dameon couldn't remember when his eyes had shut. All he knew within those moments was that he couldn't feel his body any longer by the time Kholodno had detached himself. He didn't even have the strength in him to bite down on the flesh that he had been directed to. No, instead his limp body only seemed to slump into the other's arms.

 

Andre raised a brow, a twing of worry seemed to pass over him. But it was just that small trickle of power that he felt around the room that kept his own mind calm.

 

So with the bloody wound pressed against his lips. Andre found himself using his own powers to unlock the cuffs on Dameon's wrists, watching them fall to the floor. A few of the council members seemed to start making a fuss at releasing the beast within the boy. But Andre held up his hand to silence them.

 

It had been Kholodo's words that echoed in his mind.

 

'Dammit... Don't die!'

 

Golden eyes snapped open, the demon's will to live seemed to give just enough strength to Dameon to do this one thing that had to be done. They both was starving, just enough that when Dameon bit down on the bleeding arm. He began to spill out more than he could take into his mouth. A deep demonic growl rumbling in his chest, but it was something else that seemed to take place. He had been cradling Kholodno's arm. Not just gripping it. His other hand reached up to lace his fingers into the other's, closing his eyes in the process.