Welcome to Gaia! ::

A form shimmered in front of the window, and large yellow eyes glowed in on the two. White teeth bared in a low growl.

"I think your right. It probably is nothing. I'm sorry. We should go back to bed then." Kia didn't see the shape behind him, as he back was facing away from the window. He was looking at Kalia at the moment.


The form outside reached his arm back, crashing threw the window, sending shards of glass throughout the room. With a lunge through the window, the beast was upon Kia within a few moments. Kia had enough time to turn around, but that was it before claws were being swiped at his head.


For Kia, it was like reliving his recurring nightmare! Now it dawned on him, this was the same Werewolf that was in his dream. And his dream was... memories from four years ago! He now knew how he lost his memories! It was this werewolf's attack that removed his past!

Moments before the claws would have hit Kia's head, and driving it into the wall, he was shoved back, off the bed. Her blood splashed onto the floor near him. He was stunned and in shock. What was he to do? Then anger flushed over him as he remembered pieces of the attack in the park. Standing up, Kia lunged at the were, which was probably the last thing he should have done...


The were, blinded for a moment with his eyes burning from Kalia's blood, heard Kia's lunge. Stepping back, he swiped in Kia's direction with his claws, slashing Kia across the chest and slamming him into the wall on the other side of the room. "If you would have done that in the beginning, I could have killed you already, husk of human," he growled. "I didn't expect you two to be up and together at this time. Lovely enforcer, it will be a pleasure to kill you, but first, I have some unfinished business with that husk over there."

Blinking heavily, the were could finally see. His senses still reeled from the cologne he wore earlier, but he could sense well enough to know where his target was. Turning to bear his full force upon Kia, he lunged into the air.


Kia, meanwhile, was shocked by the heat that spiked into his chest. Then his head hit the wall. His vision swam for but a moment, but the next thing he saw, the huge werewolf was jumping at him, still in mid air. Kia rolled to the side, trying to avoid the blow that was soon to come.

Kia was saved once again by Kalia. She was fast, but why wasn't she staying in her wolf form? She only went into it for but a moment. In their scuffle, a claw mark appeared on the wall next to Kia. Not the best time to think!


Meanwhile, the wolf was crammed into a nearby wall. Getting up, he dashed quickly at Kalia. Fast even for her in her current state. He quickly had his hand around her throat, squeezing the air and blood out of her. "Looks like I will have to take care of your enforcer. Too bad, such lovely fur. A shame to have it go to such waste." His claws were digging into the back of her neck.


Kia watched, rage filling him. He was hurting Kalia! He had to do something, despite the fact that she told him to run. He couldn't. "No!" He shouted, rushing in, only to met the back of the wolf's fist.


"What's the matter husk? Do you love her by some chance? You've gotten weak Altrist. She was more of a threat than you. Seems like that diet you went on wasn't good for your health." The were squeezed harder onto Kalia's neck. "I will have my vengeance, and then be done with my own curse."

Kia saw her body go limp. Was he too late? He shouted in rage, "Nooo!" One moment he was standing on the other side of the room, his arm broken from the force of the back handed blow. His nose was bleeding too. The next, there was a crack as the werewolf's arm broke, right at the elbow as it bent the wrong way.

A scream as the arm broke, the were's fingers went limp in the hand holding Kalia. Breath and blood returned to her as his grip slipped. As she was about to fall, she felt arms grabbing her. Kia was standing there, golden eyes with vertical slits. Then they weren't standing there anymore. She was placed onto the bed.

"You will pay for that, Altrist! Killer of humanity!" The were growled in pain. "I will kill you!" He charge from behind Kia, as he was standing over Kalia.

"Kill me, but don't hurt Kalia!" Kia screamed, appearing behind the were again. His 'broken' arm was now fine, as he smashed the were in the back of the head. The were fell to the floor, but Kia followed. his arm swinging with as much force as he could manage. He hit the were in the head, the face and the shoulders. Anywhere that he could. Kia's skin was a deathly pale color now. He looked on the verge of death, where as seconds ago he seemed to be in perfect healthy condition.

Finally, after several blows were landed on the were, Kia fell over. He didn't move anymore, and his breathing was labored. His shirt was covered in slash marks and blood, but the skin underneath was whole and uninjured. His arm was fine as well. It seemed as though he had healed so quickly, he placed a werewolf's own healing abilities to shame.

Thankfully, the werewolf underneath Kia didn't seem to be moving either. It was a stalemate, as neither one was dead. Out of the two though, the were looked in worse shape, where as Kia looked like the dead sleeping.

Kia managed to crack and eye open and mumble before he started to drink, "Good... your... safe..." He closed his eye then, and started to drink the blood being offered to him. He was very tired, and just staying awake was an effort for him. Soon, the bag was empty. His color was not returning, but his breathing was steadier. He just laid there, when he noticed she was bleeding from her arm still. "I'm... take care... self...." He didn't have the energy to say what he wanted to, but he hoped it would be enough to get the point across. He wanted her to take care of herself.

The were next to them, at Kalia's feet, groaned, but didn't move. It was sounding more like labored breathing than movement. He had lumps all over his head and welts on his shoulders. Looking at him now, he was looking to be a rather large human. He had reverted to his human form when he fell down. His arm rested at an unusual angle, as it was still broken at the elbow. If you looked at him closely, he seemed to look like the same person who delivered the blood that morning, and even had the smell of the cologne.

The were groaned at first, but soon stirred as the blanket caught on fire. Had the blanket not covered his face, you would have seen the were's eyes open wide. Awake and with fiery pain running down his back and side, he rolled. Though he dragged the blanket with him, he managed to get away from most of the fire. With a sudden curse, he stood up on shaky legs. "You b***h*!" He shouted. His arm was still limp at his side, and his world was spinning as he stood. He took a massive fist of his and swung at Kalia. He might not be in his were form anymore, but he still looked strong.

Kia meanwhile watched with muted eyes as Kalia covered the were up and lit her fire. He was concerned, as she burned herself as well as the blanket. When the were moved, Kia tried to stand, but fell back down to the floor. He had expelled all his blood available. He was lucky to still have enough to even be awake. He felt worse than the night before, when he bit Kalia for blood, but he didn't have enough energy to appease the drive to drink. All he could do was sit there, leaning against the wall beside the bed and watch as the were in human form tried to hit Kalia again.


*Meant as it's literal meaning, of female dog.

Kia looked at her. He felt so tired, yet he had to stand. He had to fight. Kalia was in danger, but then again so was he. Kia used the wall as support, and slowly got to his feet. He weaved as he stood, even with his hand on the wall for balance. He needed blood, and badly. Kalia was hurt...

Then the thought hit him. He didn't need Kalia's blood. He didn't need the blood from the bags either. With his fangs, he could just take the blood from the were attacking them. He could possibly knock the were out from a loss of blood. He would have to be careful though, or he could kill the were as well.

With a few unsteady steps, Kia walked closer to the were. He was in no condition to fight, though he was perfectly healed. His feet dragged on the floor, as lifting them was hard.


"So, you still live," the other were mocked. He was hurting as well, even with the welts and the broken arm. He still had one arm. "I'll make sure I kill you this time. For sure. No mistakes. No leaving you half dead on a bench. I'll kill you." The were took a few steps forward, closing the gap, and grabbed Kia by the throat. "I'll do more than bash your head in this time, I'll rip it off!"


Kia on the other hand, was grabbing at the wrist of the were. He had one last thing he had to try. He did it three times before. Maybe, if he could figure out how he did it... He desired to be behind the were, pressing his legs down onto the nearby bed frame. Within a moment, with the were's hand still gripping around his throat, Kia tried to flash. He was slower than his normal flash, but he still moved with an incredible burst of speed. He wrenched the were's good arm back and around the were's own throat, as Kia jumped over him.

Landing, Kia had his teeth within the neck of the were. He had managed to miss the arteries, but his teeth sank in deep enough. Drawing blood directly from the were, he started to get better.


"Get your filthy fangs out of me!" The were thrashed around. He ended up having to relase his grip on Kia's neck, as his arm was wrenched into an uncomfortable position around his own neck. He then elbowed Kia in the chest. A few cracks could be heard from Kia's rib cage, as bones broke.


Kia on the other hand, just grunted. He was firmly planted into the were's thick neck. His vision swam as his ribs broke, and he felt darkness enclose on him again. Yet he continued to take blood in, almost by instinct. He did, even after his eyes closed and his passed out. Even unconscious, Kia continued to draw blood.

Despite being unconscious, Kia continued to suck much needed blood from his victim. It wasn't till the were finally grabbed Kia's head, yank him from his neck and then toss him across the room did Kia finally stop draining the were's blood.


However, it was late for the were. His vision swam from his lack of blood. He stumbled, at first towards one of the three different Kia's he saw, then figured out he was too weak to finish the job. Turning around, he stumbled his way to the window. With a lung, he disappeared into the woods behind the house.


Somewhere around ten minutes later, Kia awoke. Mumbling to himself, he wondered how he got into the wall. "Where... what..." He shook his head. Getting up from the wall, he looked around. The room was a bloody mess, literally. What had... then it downed on him. The attack! Kalia was hurt!

Moving as fast as he could, he managed to get to Kalia's side. She was still bleeding, and badly. She could be in danger if the bleeding wasn't stopped soon. He picked her up into his arms, which wasn't that hard. She was smaller than himself.

Then the desire hit him. He needed blood still. He had enough to move around, but he was massively under powered right now. Her arm looked so... no! She was weak enough! Placing her on the nearby bed, Kia breathed heavily. The desire was powerful, but he couldn't give in. He kept catching himself bringing his head closer to her arm, but he forced it back with his will. Grabbing the med kit that was now on the floor, Kia started to wrap bandaged around her arm, as tight as he could at the moment. Pressure was needed to stop the bleeding.

As soon as he had her well enough, Kia lunged for the door. He grabbed his head as he leaned over the banister. He could smell it again. The blood in the room. Then, he smelled blood someplace else. Of course! In the fridge!

Jumping over the banister he was leaning against, Kia landed clumsily on the bottom. Rushing to the fridge, he ripped open the door, all but knocking the door onto the floor from his desperate drive to the blood. Ripping everything else that wasn't blood out of the fridge, he eventually found what he smelled. The blood packs! Grabbing the whole box, he reached in and took one bag out right away. Sinking his teeth in, he slumped to the ground, enjoying the blood returning to his body.

After a few moments of lounging on the floor near the now destroyed fridge sucking the blood out of the bag, Kia stood up. He lifted the box in one arm and walked up the stairs. As long as he had the bags, he could be near Kalia and not risk her health from his drive.