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Donovan spread his own black bat-like wings that had been hidden under his cloak. He flew slower and lower than usual due to the extra weight. He also made sure not to pay attention to the surroundings, and just watch Lythian's back so she could keep her cave a secret. Soon he landed beside her, and pulled his wings back under his cloak...

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Jillian slowly went out of unconcious. She felt someone was carrying her. She tried to open her eyes, but she couldn't. Soon, she could hear a noise, like something had landed on the ground. She felt how she was carefully put down and opened her eyes. She realized she was in front of a cave. The vampires were still with her, leaning over her. Jillian thought she heard something like "It is waking up again" but she wasn't sure. She looked around her, scared. She didn't know where she was and tried backing away, but she couldn't. She felt weaker like ever before. So this was the end. There, these creatures would finally kil her. She only wanted to close her eyes go back to sleep. But suddenly, she felt a sharp pain all over her body. She whimpered in fear. She knew what this meant. She was transforming back into a human. She often transformed back in the night. She couldn't control it. She never stayed a werewolf for the whole night, like her brother or her mother. She knew she was a shame for her family. She could never make anything good enough for her mother. The only one who was there for her was her brother.
She continued trembling and whimpering as the transformation continued. They were always painful, maybe because she was so struggeling against them. She screamed in pain, she didn't even realized the vampires above her anymore. All on her mind was the pain. She begged for it to be over soon, then she started begging for death, for everything to let the pain be over. And suddenly, she laid there, in her human form. She was naked, with no defense left. Deep flesh wounds were all over her body, she felt nothing but pain. She curled herself up to the side, knowing now she had no chance against the vampires anymore. "Do it quick" she whispered under her tears. "Don't make me feel too much pain. If you kill me, don't play with me. Do it quick. Let it be over soon." She looked now at the vampires, still curled up, freezing. Tears ran down her face. "Please. This is my last wish. Please, grant me this wish. Don't let me suffer. I've already suffered enough. Let it be over soon."

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(um... Donovan his holding her over his shoulder...)

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Donovan had put the were-wolf down as she changed back into human form. Noticing she was naked, he turned away, crossing his arms.
"Not all vampires are as merciless as you were-wolves think. At least we don't beat each other up..." he stated, taking off his cloak and turned to drape it around Jillian so she was no longer clothsless. Then he stepped back, and stared in the direction of the woods...

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Vincent had talked with his father a good long time, then said hea was going to go out before dawn came. He wandered about the woods for a while, then stopped seeing Donovan and Lythian. He stayed where he was untin they noticed him.

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Vincent smiled softly and approached. "What have you found?" He asked looking down at the battered girl in Donovan's cloak. "Wearwolf?" He asked looking over at Lythian. "How badly is she hurt?"

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"Pretty bad. Beat up by her own race," Donovan informed.
"No idea what to do with her though. Any ideas Vincent?"

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"She is welcome to my home." Vincent said bending down to gently lift her from where she lay. "My father stopped by for a visit earlier, but I'm not curently expecting family." He looked down noticing how angelic this fragil girl looked despite being covered in several wounds. "Better get her back before sunrise." He said turning to go back to his mantion.

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Jillian opened her eyes again as she felt she was lifted up. She looked into the eyes of another vampire, eyes which showed friendlyness and pity to her. She tried to pull herself together, but she was still crying because of the shock by first being attacked by these outsiders and then found by vampires, creatures who killed her father, who killed most of her pack.
She curled herself up in the arms of the vampire and buried her face in his clothes. She trembled, because of coldness running through the cloak, but also because of fear, of a shock she had suffered and couldn't forget anymore. Her whole body hurt and she didn't have the power anymore to keep her eyes open. She looked at the vampire for a last time, to be sure he wasn't lying, to be sure she wouldn't be killed. Then she drifted back into sleep again.

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The sun was just comming up over the horison when Vincent stepped into the shadowy interior of his mantion. The girl was still sleeping, and he didn't blame her. She had been through quiet an ordeal the night before, and her wounds needed to be looked after, or they would get infected.
Vincent carfully carried Jillian upstares to his room and placed her on the bed. As tired as she was it didn't take him long to bandage her wounds. Once that was done he pulled the blankests up over her so she wouldn't get chilled, then sat down and took his cello from it's case. She could have her pick of the myrad of dresses his mother had left behind.

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