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Tyasha was emotionless. He only spoke silently "Tyrell, was being attacked by the villagers, and he was on the brink of death, I did my best, and fed you, let you live, but if you do not want to be with me, that is your choice, you have zatch." then his own words hit him, from his 'first love' ~So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become. Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me break this cage im locked in..~ he slowly moved back three steps, he knew how she felt, fear. "I should just..leave..im not wanted of your presence..If you do not respect me of what and who I am, I understand" he said as he awaited her thoughts.

Tyasha jumped as he saw her jump at him, but it was not good enough. His neck was torn almost the whole way off, and he dropped right to the ground. His body was silent, but somthing seemed off, this seemed too easy of a kill..

Raye laughed, almost darkly. " 'Lana's pissed." She joked, though it came out with no trace of humor or amusement. " Pissed, and demonic enough to take dwn any opponent I've seen thus far. This Tyasha guy nearly just lost his head; dunno if he's dead or not... and Zatch over there... who the hell knows." She said, more or less sighing it out. The human actually flipped the collar up, even though the coat still seemed to be a bit... okay, actually, very large for her. Still, she knew if it was anything like the other one, it'd mold to her size. "And... what're we gonna do Camaris?"

The words meant nothing to the beast. It could not understand them or comprehend them. The threat was not dead: so kill it. It reached our again, aiming for the hybrid's hair, grabbing it and pulling as she moved her long nails once again to his throat. She growled and hissed, spit falling onto him as she aimed a hard kick at his groin.

Tyasha roared as he was kicked into a tree far off into the distance, he may seem no easily pained, but he could still feel it. He hit the tree hard enough to stay in flight of the recoil for almost twelve seconds, then he landed on his chest, but got up quickly, and flitted at her, and as he stopped past alana, a sword as drawn, pointing infront of him, had his slash hit her?

The blade slashed it's stomach, blood and guts pooring out of the wound, but healing quickly. The being once known as Alana didn't even feel the pain of it, let alone care that it happened. It just got more pissed off reached for Tyasha, wanting to snap the vampires neck.

I back to my bike, still keeping my eyes on Tyasha, and now Alana, she's different than usual. I climb on my bike and wait for Raye to get on. I start it up and drive to Markus' pit. I get off and look at Raye. "Wait here, Rena's too injured to return and she wont be in the mood to send vampires or balvorines, she'd kill them first." I said with a slight smile. I quickly walk in and enter the room where Raye was staying. I grab her guitar and Photos. I carefully place the photos into one of the larger pockets. I notice that it still hasn't shrunk to fit her. I slip it on. It's tighter than mine, but it still fits. I pick up her guitar and sword and walk out the door. I strap the sword to my waist. I walk around the bike and take a small blanket out of the side bag. I wrap it around the guitar and strap it to the side of the bike. "It will be safe there as long as the bike doesn't fall on that side." I told her. I climb back on the bike and drive to my mansion. I pull up to the side of the house and unstrap the guitar from the bike. I lead Raye inside. "I mine as well just move back in." I told her. I pull the sheet off the table and place her guitar on it, still wrapped in the blanket. "You can keep the blanket if you wish, I don't really need it." I told her. I remove the sword from my waist and take off her trenchcoat and place them both on the table. "Oh." I said. I bound up th stairs and stand between the doors to mine and Maryas rooms. "You can have any bedroom except these two." I told her. I walk back down the stairs and pull the sheets off of every peice of furniture. "For being so old, the furniture is in pretty decent condition." I said. I take a deep breath and look around. I'm really missed this place.

It understood nothing of what Tyasha was saying. The word "love" meant nothing to her; spare the far off part of her mind, the part of her mind that still held the tiniest bit of Alana, that heard the word and pictured Zatch's face. That was the only definition of the word taht this creature knew, and the fact taht Tyasha was using it pissed it off all the more. It grabbed the blade that was swung so close to it, and blood leaked from the hand to the ground in a pool, the color alone causing the black eyes to narrow into even more demonic slits. Now it was pissed off AND thirsty. She ripped teh blade form Tyasha's grip, one handed.