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Syvra's feral rage boiled over as she felt the knife enter her back. She arched and gave a hair-raising scream. She clenched her first and drove it into the side of Logan's head, making him see stars and leaving him temporarily stunned. Just enough time to turn around, yank the dagger out of her back, and block the second dagger in midair that Alice threw at her as she advanced, catching it and sending both crashing into the wall either side of Alice's head, close enough to shave some of her hair off. Bleeding heavily from the shoulder wound Logan had given her and the stab wound in her back, she snarled and crouched, but as they watched, Syvra was regaining control. Instead of leaping for Alice's throat, Syvra fought the street vampire in her. If the situation hadn't been so dire, it would've been funny. Syvra had regained control of one arm and was attempting to reach for her own throat while the rest of her body and the other arm fought her. Syvra won. She reached for the huge scar that covered nearly all of her neck that was given to her by her sire. She clutched at it, made sure she had a good hold, and then tore it. Blood gushed out as she fell to the ground, the street vampire in her giving up. As she regained control, Syvra whimpered as she began to bleed out. As she struggled to stay conscious, she whispered, "...I'm nothing...but...a monster..." And with that, she passed out, blood pouring out of her neck onto the floor.

Syvra drifted in and out of unconsciousness. She heard Logan talking to her, but it took a while for her brain to process the words that he said. She felt her life pumping out of her neck. How ironic, she thought hazily, limp in Logan's arms, that I'm experiencing a bit of dejavu from when I was sired, but I'm actually dying and I'm dying in the arms of the man I've been crazy for since the first time I laid eyes on him. She cracked her eyes open slightly, saw Logan's agonized face, heard him say he needed her. She realized that he must've instantly transformed back after she had ripped her own throat out. She managed to croak out in a strangled voice, "...ha ha Logan, you're naked..." She hoped he'd smile, even for a little bit, but she didn't get the chance to see if he had because the new vamp had rushed over and bandaged her neck quicker than Rosen. Then she felt syringes of something jabbed into her arm and the pain in her throat and shoulder were NOTHING compared to what was now pulsing throughout her body. She jerked and screamed and grabbed on to the closest thing with a death grip, which also so happened to be Logan. She curled into his chest, taking the fetal position. Her whole entire body quivered, trembling against his naked body. She didn't care about Logan anymore. Any feelings that she had to him were nonexistent at the moment. She was trying to hide from the pain that was stabbing through her veins. Trying to hide from the nightmare of fire that enveloped her body. She jerked and quivered and trembled for only a few heartbeats later until she went limp in Logan's arms, deeply submerged in her own unconsciousness.

Iriai finnaly came out of her dark pit and slowly stood up. Heading towards Logan she sighed and looked down at Syvra. Ignoring the glares pointed at her Iriai decided explain herself.

'Not that I should have to. I am after all a pure noble vampire.'

"She'll live, I told you I'ld join your side, so why would I kill thouse that are here. The paste is an orgain block that seals up wounds and breaks down witht he body as a scab coversthe wound. While the serum I used is a mix of human, cow, and a few other blood types, that I added something only known to me to. She'll be fine, a few hours sleep and she'll wake up just as good as she would have been if she'ld eaten a good meal."

Turning to pick up her bag Iriai made sure her stuff was in it and then turned to the human.

"I gave that to you so taht your wound wouldn't bleed and cause anymore problems."

'Stupid worthless humans, only good for eating and reproducing for more food.'

Jess, still standing, took in what was going on in the room around her. Logan had sunk down against the wall, now in a very light sleep. Syvra was passed out on the couch. Alice was getting ready to sleep and was now sitting on the floor, against the wall with her eyes closed. The new girl had just gotten done yet again mouthing off to them. "She really needs to watch her attitude if she's going to stay with us.. Noble vampire my a**.. ALARIC is a noble vampire..not her. Jess then decided there wasn't much she could do about the situation tonight and walked over to where she was sleeping before and sat down. She then leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. Her head was still buzzing with what was to happen tomorrow.

"Logan is really going to exchange himself to get Jasper back.. and he has no idea of what they've done to him...He must have some what of an idea, he did work there for a couple years...." Jess' thoughts then turned to the last moment she had with Jasper, the woman with the garroting wire around her wrist, and he sacrificed himself to save her, "..he should have ran.." Her eyes flicked open, momentarily to look at her wrist, it didn't appear to be bleeding anymore through the gauze. She would have to look at it again after she slept and with that she drifted off.

The Cure's return heralded another fiasco. She had come from the roof, carrying an unconscious Jess and bleeding badly. If he hadn't eaten so well the night before, he might have had trouble. Unfortunately, Syvra was not so well-fed. She went ballistic, fighting Logan in desperation to get at the food. Alaric moved closer to the Cure and kept an eye on the new girl. He knew she was hungry, and he didn't want her pouncing in from an unprotected flank.

Fortunately, the woman was able to keep a solid hold of herself throughout the fight. Logan and Syvra, on the other hand, were going at it with nearly killing intent. Alaric was alarmed when the two daggers were sent back toward the Cure, and almost abandoned his guard of the new vampire to intervene, but Syvra regained some control and managed to rip her own throat apart. At this point his charge made a move towards her. Alaric let her pass. Something in her face told him she had no ill intent.

He took a quick look across the room at their prisoner, but she didn't seem to have moved. Then he rounded on the Cure. "I hope you'll refrain from being so reckless in the future. Do you see how easily one of us could kill you? She fought Logan on equal footing. You would have been dead within three seconds." He slowed down a bit. "Besides, think about what would happen if you were to die. There would be nothing to hold us together. The simple fact is we instinctively react to and kill each other. We're able to resist because of you; because we have a clear goal to reach for. If you, and I mean you personally, take that away from us through your death, you damn us." He took a step back and ran his fingers through his hair. "Sorry about that, but it's the honest truth."

Alaric backed off, a little ashamed of his second tirade of the night. Something had to be wrong with him. He took up guard again, trying to send his senses as far as possible.

((Massive catch-up post!))

Iriai layed there trying to sleep when she heard her guard speak to the human. He said nothing useful until he got towards the end of his rant.

"Besides, think about what would happen if you were to die. There would be nothing to hold us together. The simple fact is we instinctively react to and kill each other. We're able to resist because of you; because we have a clear goal to reach for. If you, and I mean you personally, take that away from us through your death, you damn us."

Iriai's mind immeaditly went into overtime.

'That pathetic human is the cure, that retart almost killed her. I...I have to protect her till she helps my sis.'

Sitting up Iriai turned to the girl and threw a piece of paper at her.

"I take it your the cure fromt he way he's talkin. So listen I'll protect you. I mean I will die if I have to. I will do what you tellme needs to be done to protect you, but if I die read that note. Do what it says, if you don't then I'll WILL find a way to come from the world of the trully dead and get you back for it."

Iriai knew she was not going to make any friends like this but she didn't care. None of this was for her, it was all for her.

Iriai heard the girl speak, we'll the sure since she didn't know her name. The way she spoke...

'why do all these people sound like my sister? Why do they have to bring her to my mind. She's so young, she isn't happy and I have to make her ahppy. Just like that girl. She's the cure but she's still human. Cattle but still a person.'

Standing up the same part of her that had pulled her into helping before made her go to the human. Sitting down besiode her she pulled hte girl into her arms and began to hum deeply before she sang the same song she sang to her sister when she acted like this.

"Hush little one....lay your head...the moon does weep....weep as it heads to sleep....hush little one.....hold me tight....I'll be here till it comes again.....hush little one.....silence your fears.....I'll hold you....I'll take all your fears.....hush little one....lay to sleep...put your fears in me....rest your head.....dream sweet dreams......oh little one...hush..hush...hussssssssh"

Iriai's voice is soft and sweet givng the song a delicate sound.