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He lay unconscious in a pool of his own blood and skin. When his eyes did flutter open, he saw the guards were sitting down across from him talking amonst themselves and not paying him the slightest attention.

Derryk tried to move a muscle--any muscle. Nothing. It just hurt. He let his eyes close again and felt himself smile but he didn't really know why.

Erebus smirked, this was indeed fine with him, he walked over to his guards said something quitely to them, as they nodded and ran off her turn back to his wife.
"I knew they would do this, I trained them to hate humans. Probly just as much as Lycans, so naturaly you would think they'd do this."
He then grabbed Nyx by the neck and pushed her face almost into Derryk's, he held her there she could probly smell his stink, blood, and almost taste his swelling flesh, as he said in a softer more sadistic voice, just above a whisper so he had to get close to her ear.
"This is what happens when you defy me, you end up like this pitiful wretch, I know that you've been thinking about him the whole time we were together this night, you've even tried to have me spare him. As you can see though he is mostly dead."
Erebus then let go of her neck, and spun around on his heel, and walked out of the cell room as his guards stood by the door and waited to lock up after Lady Nyx left.

Erebus stopped as he heard Derryk speak, he was going to let it go but then felt a twinge in his gut it just made him want to speak his mind.
"Don't make me send my guards back in there, this time I won't hold them back from killing you and hanging your entrails, and various limbs on pikes outside my house for other would be lovers of my wife."
He smirked as he walked off down the halls giving orders if anything went on in the room they were suppost to go in there and teach the human a lesson.

Her words in his mind were gentle caresses on his wounds. Yeah...there was someone. Immediately a name came to mind. No way he'd take on Erebus though--some people were still afraid of him. Still, to drag him into this mess seemed one of the only unexpended options left.

"John Mawfey."

Oh, he thought with a chuckle, He's going to hate me for this.

Erebus looked at his wife, why was she being like this after he'd shoved her face into was was probly going to be the last she would see of her human lover."What you're not going to nurse your lover back to health so he can escape with his life? You aren't going to turn him to be you love slave forever? You know if you did I could do nothing about that." Erebus then stormed off to the great dinning hall.

Erebus turned back around spinning on his heel once more, he grabbed Nyx by the throat as he lifted her from the ground and slammed her into the wall close behind her, his face was contorted between a mixture of rage, and pain. The words spilled out of his mouth like a venomous poisen, each and ever word stinging as is shes be lashed. Theses were but some of the powers he held, for she even being his wife didn't know all of what he had."You don't get it do you, i've searched both yours and his minds, I have found both of you guilty, and and since it' already to late I might as well tell you this, that if you would have turned him I could have done nothing to him." Erebus then dropped her to the ground without a care in the world, he knew she wouldn't defy him never again would she try to act without his knowing before hand

Erebus turned to one of his servants, as he looked at her she began to shake. He smiled at the fear he instilled with the lower vampires. "Weaklings! Get out of my way!" He yelled at the servant, as he grabbed her and began to drain her dry. It was truthful that he couldn't touch another vampires slave. That didn't stop him from killing his own.

Fuzzy lines with blurred textures gradually formed within the werewolf's mind. These pictures were coming together to form something more concrete and solid. By the time they had finished, anger had already surged within his aching body. "Looks like he's bitten something he can't chew or swallow, and it's up for me to save him...again," he whispered bitterly under his lips.
What Derryk did was stupid, you know, the whole "infatuation" he has with you, but you didn't have to near kill him. At least he knows now. And if you ever come near him, I'll personally find a way to kill you myself, vampire,he spat back the words with an acute, acrid reply.
The guards that were coming up would notice a man retaining an appearance of boyish innocence. He dropped down, panting as he went to all fours. He felt himself about to heave the remains of his human dinner. The guards looked on, not very concerned with his current plight. After the charade, John looked up to the guards with a sheepish grin. "I came as quickly as I could. I'm John Mawfey, and the Lady Nyx was expecting me. Could you please lead me in? I'm a bit weak to walk myself..." One of them picked him up and threw him over his shoulder, leaving the others to stand behind.