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Ceon cringed in pain as his foot was clamped down on. His feet were now trapped, one in Jacque's hand and one in his mouth. He thought sarcastically, "Well, this is wonderful." As he looked down, he noticed that one of the tranquilizer guns that Jacque had dropped was less than a foot next to his hand. He quickly stretched his arm out and grabbed the gun. Ceon peered over his shoulder and shot a tramq dart at Jacque. "Nighty-night."

Sibyl's ear easily caught Markus' cries for help but she really wasn't sure what she could do for him right now. However, once she saw that Ceon had sunk a tranquilizer into Jacque, her instinct told her that he was not going to be hindered by it like she'd been. It would at least make him a little slower and hopefully help to calm him down but right now Sibyl decided to assist the screaming Markus. Something was dreadfully wrong with the vampire or at least her instinct told her so and she didn't like what her instinct was telling her.

She was headed out into the hallway but that meant that she was going to have to flash into human form in order to get through the door. Sibyl shifted into her human form, her clothes instantly flashing upon her form as she did so. Remembering the "thorn" in her side, she pulled Jacque's tranquilizer out of her shoulder and opened the door into the hallway only to see Markus on the floor bleeding.

The door was nudged shut as Sibyl wasn't wanting anyone to take notice of the fighting lycans within James' apartment. She loped her way over to Markus in her true predator form. In this form she was truly beautiful and all her grace was obviously placed into this form. Her true form was almost unreal with the beauty that it happened to possess. Every marking seemed to be placed with care as if someone had placed them there themself, a famous artist.

The crimson and ebony wolf reached the vampire that was probably the only vampire that considered her a friend of sorts and one of the only vampires she'd decided to spare. ~Markus, it's Sibyl. I'm in my wolven form since I'm a little weak from being knocked out. What happened to you?~ Before hearing an answer the wolf immediately began prodding at the vampire, smelling him and licking at the wound that was oozing from his head.

Jacque let go of Ceon, throwing him aside in order to throw off his aim, two of the stakes landed nowhere close, but the third did, if Jacque hadn't batted it aside with a claw.

He took the tranquilizer out from his shoulder, and threw it towards Ceon. One tranquilizer might not do much to him, but it did make him slightly woozy, enough tranquilizers could knock him out, if there was enough time....

Markus opened his eyes slightly, they were pure red, no longer their usual twinkling blue. He coughed deeply, his voice box was shredded from screaming, he tried to communicate with his thoughts. His messages were punctuated with screams of threats from the Void Maker. Hello Sybil, My mind is weak, I cannot ~I SHALL REND YOUR FLESH FROM-~ sorry, I can't control it. The Void is trying to lure me in, it tracks down negative emotions and expands them drastically, it's trying to make me a Void Master. I just need somewhere to rest, or else I may become a Void Master, I need my mind spare to battle this creature, it is starting too affect my speech, the wounds are nothing, they will heal. I can't go on like this.

Markus groaned deeply, the Void Maker took control of his speech. "Leave him, Lycan, He's doomed, I have his soul now." The Voice seemed to have an Australian accent, and sounded as dry as Papyrus. "I have his soul, no one else. Their is nothing you can do."

Markus blinked slowly, and struggled to his feet, he put his hand on the wall for balance, and pinched the bridge of his nose with the other. He said slowly and weakly, in his own voice. "You have to run, Sybil, I can't fight this thing, it's going to destroy me, or take over me. Both mean trouble for you. You have to run, now." He screamed, and the Void Maker took control of his voice box again. "Sybil, ain't it? Now listen, turn around, and go, this ain't gonna be pretty, this 'uns putting up a fight. It's either leave, or I'll make Markus attack you. He may have seemed like a pansy in the Subway, but trust me, when emotions aren't involved he's a lot more difficult too take care of." The Void Maker laughed, and Markus gripped his head in both hands, falling to his knees. "Please, don't make me hurt her, she is my friend." He was muttering to himself now, Markus clenched his teeth, and fell back, exhaling. "I think I pacified it for now." He said quietly. He got up limply, and leaned against the wall. The Void Maker started to sing in Markus' voice, low, and disturbingly.

"Five little angels
Sleeping in their bed
Mommy's gonna come
And make you dead

Mommy doesn't know
Right from wrong
So she's gonna wait
'Til Daddy's gone

Five little angels
Sitting in the tub
Mommy's gonna drown you
Glub glub glub

Mommy hears the voices
In her head
That'll be her reason
Why you're dead

Mommy's gonnal call
Nine-one-one
So she can tell the cops
What she's done

Mommy gets sentenced
To life in jail
She's no more use to Daddy
So he just bails

Mommy's lawyer says
Not so fast
The trial may be over
But it won't be the last

The sentence was reversed
On a technicality
A witness for the state
Watched too much TV

This time around
Mommy's found insane
For following the voices
She hears in her brain

She doesn't go to jail
But still gets put away
Daddy says he loves her
But Daddy doesn't stay

Why isn't Daddy
Put away as well?
He's the one who made
Mommy's life hell"

Markus fell back down, he smiled thinly, and groaned. He could feel himself getting colder, he fought it in vain, refusing too give in. He gulped largely, and looked at Sybil, his eyes were returning to normal, the whites were pink though, and he had bags under them. "I need more energy, Sybil. I've been hunting for the last three days, I need some sleep, I can't fight it in my current state." Markus coughed, and fainted.

The Void Maker was in his mind now, it was incarnated as a scrawny Thing with thin, viscious teeth. It stood, watching Markus' psyche, a small child with brown hair and twinkling blue eyes, sat in a small spotlight of colour in the vast darkness. The Void Maker moved towards it, getting ready too kill it... A massive burst of white light flung it back.

The Void Maker smashed into the wall of the hallway, it was an incredibly scrawny looking human male, it's eyes were pure white, and it's teeth were thin, sharp, and black. It hissed vindictively, and said in a low, snarling voice. "I'll return soon, Wolf. I shall return, and I shall take this child's mind. I won't give you the charming warning I gave you before, I shall kill on sight." It hissed again, and sank into the wall. Markus sat their with a blank expression, a tear rolling down his cheek, he fell onto his side, and closed his eyes.

Jacque growled as he got hit with a few shots, one in his shoulder, one in his thigh and one in his arm, but it didn't stop him.

He jumped after Ceon, ready to tear the lycan's throat out.

((Bullets silver?))