Riskia's Chambers

[Riskia Vetis]

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Xx...Alyara...xX

~Loyal Slave/Friend of Avilion~

Good, she wasn’t the only one. The thought not reassuring her in any way as the hair on the nap of her neck rose from her nervousness. The blood did smell odd, but it wasn’t the blood that was bothering her anymore. She could sense something, but it didn’t feel at all familiar nor friendly. Cautiously, Alyara followed Avilion into the bedroom chambers, her gaze immediately settling on the still form on the bed. It was Unryu, she had spoken to him briefly the day before when she was waiting for Avilion to return with Riskia. He healed her…sort of, replenished her energy when she was completely exhausted from stress and lack of much needed rest. He wanted to help any way he could and yet here he lay barely breathing, blood dried on his arm and on the sheets. The two puncture marks making the person that did this obvious yet everything still didn’t make sense. If Riskia did this, where was she? Unlike the feeling she had earlier, this was something that unnerved her completely as she continued to look on her guard. She had reason to be for they were being carefully watched by the shadows. “I don’t like this,” she growled starting to get in a defensive state felling as if something would shoot out at them at any moment. Only a laugh announced her presence as her form materialized from nothing in front of her bed chambers. Riskia. No, something was very off. It didn’t look like her; she was much darker both in appearance and aura. The shadows around her were noticeably moving about in a threatening manner, enough so that she growled at her. This was not Riskia, it was something else. “Avilion,” she said wearily stepping between them and lowered her head and baring her teeth to ward off whatever it was.

It didn’t even seem to notice that she was growling at it, muting her it did as its attention was completely on Avilion. What is going on? Alyara shifted her weight and brought her wings out wide to try to block its view of Avilion. That got its attention as she gestered her hand in her general direction; which confused her greatly only to have her question answered as she was engulfed in shadow. Alyara growled in protest floating in nothingness, no…not floating. Falling, she realized feeling air passing by her at an alarming rate. It was then she flapped her wings to try to slow, which helped to a degree however she was still falling. There was no ground she could see, only an endless void. What seemed like hours passed when it was only minutes, her wings flapping frantically to try to keep from a wild descent. Still even as she continued to fall, it became obvious to her that she wasn’t going to be landing anytime soon. Where she was, she would have to say at best guess a realm of holding, more pacifically a domain which served no purpose to but keep her out of the way. "Don't die," Alyara growled in frustrating hoping that Avilion would be able to take care of himself as she seemed to be uselessly trapped.

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-X-Riskia-X-

~Possessed by Chaos Demon Vetis~

Eyes once a bright olive dissolved into a never ending void of blackness, if one were to look into the glossy black pupils they would see their own fears staring back at them. Hair which was a soft dark brown with light highlights had darkened and dulled, nails grew long and turned black as if poison; licking up the fingers slightly in a menacing way. The clothes which Riskia had originally wore was replaced with a long black gown that hugged her curves, the low neck line revealing more than it should and the back left bare. In contrast with her fair skin, Riskia looked like a beautiful goddess all gone wrong, as the obvious dark aura trailed around her. “Hello Avilion, my love,” she whispered harshly staring at him with a wicked smirk upon her face. Her eyes were wide and unblinking, creepy and unearthly in the sense and her breath was non-existent even to speak. Vampires didn’t need to breath to survive, but they did need to take in air to speak where as Riskia didn’t at all. “What brings you here within my domain so…unarmed.” She drew her lips back in a smirk noticing that his sword was not upon his back sheath, he didn’t even wear the sheath at all. Where had it gone, she wonders for only a moment wanting to have some fun but letting it pass as she strode forward in a glide as if floating. She would have fun with him either way, once she got his pet out of the way as she rose a hand up in front of her and as if swatting a fly gestured to Alyara. Suddenly shadows to the side moved like a wave and rolled over the winged beast to suddenly vanish, removing his line of defense. She paid no heed to Serafina or Unryu, the dragon wouldn’t be interrupting anytime soon and if the phoenix proved an issue, she would become company for Alyara.

((both slightly edited, sort of not in the mood to do anything.))  

[Avilion Einhorn]

Avilion Einhorn

Sighing and shaking his head, Avilion stands up straight as he looks at the child with a questionable expression, wondering why she is being hostile towards him. He has done nothing wrong to be treated in such a way... well, nothing to her at least. And he finds it kind of strange that she knows who he is, when he technically has never spoken with her, nor done anything with her. How does she even know who he is? And now she's accusing him of lying to her? He's not a friend? And now she's ordering him around as if she owns him? Last time he checked, he trumps this child on overall size, and without a doubt on strength too. She has no business telling him what to do, and telling him that she knows everything. But to have his hand swatted away, he pulls his right hand back, looking at her with narrowed eyes. Hearing that the dragon will be fine, he lets out a sigh of relief, but to hear that she doesn't like him, he glares at her and growls lowly towards her. This is one of the main reasons why he doesn't like children, and is thankful that he doesn't plan on having any in the near future. Feeling a strange gust of wind, it feeling as though that it's blowing out the doorway, he blinks a couple of times, staring at the child. Apparently she does know him, she knows his name... but how? Is it because of Riskia? He's the one that causes a lot of problems here? He didn't even do anything! And he sure as hell doesn't need to go anywhere! Not until this whole business with Riskia is settled once and for all. He wants to stay with her, but that is entirely up to her. Baring his teeth and vampiric fangs to the child he growls lowly, scoffing at her words. She speaks crazy talk...

Shaking his head, Avilion directs his attention to Alyara as she seems rather nervous about something. His friend is obviously on her guard, which he cannot blame her for. Whatever she sensed back down at the dining room, he doesn't blame her for acting the way she is now. Something spooked her, and has him nervous as well, but why? Hearing that she doesn't like this, hearing her growl, he turns his full attention to Alyara, looking around the room. Upon hearing a laugh, his eyes widen in... fear? Is this fear he's feeling? Whatever caused that laugh, it has the hairs upon the back of his own neck standing on end, and he is getting the creeps. Looking at the door of the bed chambers, he spots... Riskia? No, that cannot be Riskia... could it? Examining Riskia's new appearance, he cannot seem to understand as to what has happened to her, or to what is going on with her. But he immediately takes notice of Alyara getting into a defensive position, standing between him and her. Looking back to Riskia, he stares at her with a concerned, yet confused expression, getting the strangest feeling that she has been possessed by something wicked. He isn't even quite sure what to say to her at this point, she has him at a loss for words. But to watch Alyara stretch out her wings and block his view from her and vice versa, he snaps out of it, shaking his head and regains his composure. Gritting his teeth together, he gets into a defensive stance himself, wanting Alyara to move out of the way so he can confront Riskia himself, but he knows she will not budge. But to watch as his own friend gets engulfed by the shadows and disappear into nothingness, he stares in horror, wondering where Alyara went. Looking around frantically, he directs his attention back to Riskia, growling. "Riskia, what is the meaning of this!? What did you do with Alyara!?" he asks, demanding an explanation for her actions and wondering what she did with his friend. If Riskia harmed Alyara, or even worse for that matter, something is going to be done...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

-X-Riskia-X-

~Possessed by Chaos Demon Vetis~

“Disposed of it…of course.” Riskia answered with a smirk as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. She didn’t want it to interfere much like she wanted to be completely alone with Avilion. She wasn’t close to alone, not with Serafina and an unconscious Unryu behind her. Maybe she should send them away as well, but then it wouldn’t be much fun if there weren’t spectators to her game. Well, fun as in causing chaos and bloodshed. “It was in the way,” she reasoned strangely cheerfully as she stopped only a couple of feet from in front of him, her hand outstretched toward him as if a friendly gesture. The look on her face said otherwise as she flashed him a toothed smile, her fangs white as ivory and long to almost reach her chin . The response it was getting from him was priceless as he stares in horror and frantically searches to figure out what she had done to Alyara. Her smile disappeared upon hearing him growl at her as she withdrew her hand, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him. “Was it that important to you to get upset over?” She growled in reply, but just as suddenly she was laughing. “It was only a slave, you can always get another I promise you that.” Riskia smirks taking a step closer and laying a hand on his shoulder, her eyes staring into his in a mocking way. “That is if you can figure out a way to save your own hide,” she stated with a wicked smile and digging her nails into his shoulder deeply to inflict pain.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Avilion Einhorn

Disposed of? Riskia disposed of Alyara!? If she means what he thinks she means, than Avilion is going to have to slap some Goddamn sense into her. That smirk of hers... No, she isn't right in the head. This isn't the woman he loves and cares for. Something is terribly wrong her. Those eyes, those nails, that aura about her. Something is wrong with her, but what the hell is it!? He cannot seem to put his finger on it, and frankly, he's getting further annoyed about it. Alyara was in the way? That maybe so, but Alyara wouldn't stand between him and someone else unless she had a good reason to do so. Alyara obviously sensed something off about this woman, hence why his friend got into a defensive stance, and blocking their views from each other. Gritting his teeth as they are bared towards Riskia, staring deep into her black eyes with his own, growling lowly, he has the sudden urge to just slap her with his left armored hand, but prevents himself from doing so. Slapping her isn't going to fix anything, it's just going to make matters much worse, and probably make it so this shall forever be broken. The bond between him and Riskia may be severely damaged, but it can be fixed. It can be prepared. With a little hope and faith, things can just go back the way they used to be. Is it something to get upset over? Of course it is! His friend could very well be hurt and he doesn't ******** know it! Didn't he promise Alyara that he wasn't going to allow anything to happen to her? Well, so much for that promise. But then again, there really wasn't much he could have done to prevent the shadows from engulfing her. He doesn't have any special powers or abilities. All this vampire has at his disposal is extreme amounts of strength and speed. It was just a slave? Is that Alyara is to Riskia, along with the other two upon the bed? Just slaves? It's obvious enough that Riskia doesn't care about anybody else but herself. She has become a self-centered b***h. He growls lowly as she places a hand on his shoulder, not liking to be touched at the moment. Feeling her nails dig into his skin, he feels a small sting of pain, immediately gripping her hand with his left armored hand, continuing to growl lowly at her. "You have the very nerve to do such a thing to my friend, and you have the audacity to touch me? You are not the Riskia I know and love..." he tells her, his grip tightening just a bit upon her hand. "Now, I would appreciate it if you are to bring Alyara back immediately..." he states, glaring at Riskia, his eyes locked onto her black orbs...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

-X-Riskia-X-

~Possessed by Chaos Demon Vetis~

If Riskia could feel pain at this moment, she didn’t show it as she continued to smile wickedly at Avilion oblivious to the damage he was causing. She already had fractured ribs and a dislocated shoulder, but that never stopped Vetis in the past as she started to laugh mockingly. “It took you long enough,” it smiled letting Avilion tighten his grip on Riskia’s hand. Not like it cared what physical harm he did to his host, it was her body he was destroying and in the end it would be his fault for the damage he did to her. “Tell me, who do you love more? Your little pet, or the body which I control?” Vetis made it plainly obvious that he possessed her knowing all too well that there was nothing Avilion could do to save her. She had sold her body, mind and soul. She wasn’t here anymore, but lost within the dark oblivion which he was once imprisoned in for eternity. Nothing Avilion could do could bring her back, but Vetis wasn’t about to tell him all of the facts. Let him learn the hard way, let him cause his own demise. Speaking of which, did he even know that my damaging Riskia’s body he was eventually going to cause her bodies death from internal bleeding. Truly he would think ahead and realize that he already lost this battle. “Are you sure you want to continue hurting her, after all if she dies…so do you!” Vetis proclaimed licking his lips eagerly in anticipation ready to let the fun begin.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Avilion Einhorn

Avilion is currently beyond pissed off at this point, but he's doing his best as to not apply too much pressure into his grip, which he himself is finding kind of hard to do. As he nearly bone crushing grip stays at a steady pressure on her hand with his left armored hand, he raises an eyebrow to Riskia as she keeps that same wicked smile upon her lips. Okay, now she is just freaking him out now. It's like she went from being a sadistic vampire to a vampire that belongs in the Insane Asylum, and to have the key thrown away. Of course, such things won't be able to hold a vampire such as Riskia, but he's merely stating that she has completely lost it... if she had it at all. Listening to her laugh, hearing her words, it's obvious that she's either possessed, or she truly has lost her damn mind. Either way, he needs to find a way to snap her out of it, or bring her back to reality, or something. He doesn't want to hurt her, but if he has to, just to knock her unconscious, he'll try to do just that without causing her too much pain. But... after slightly crushing her hand, but not too horribly bad, she didn't even show a hint of pain, which worries him. Hearing Riskia's question... no, this isn't her question, it's the thing that has possessed her. She truly is possessed! But by what, and how the hell did she allow herself to be possessed!? Riskia is stronger than this! He doesn't answer the demons question, as he just growls lowly to the possessed Riskia, releasing her hand and brings his left armored hand down to his side. He doesn't wish to hurt her. The demon doesn't feel pain, but her body will... if she can get out of this situation. He cannot do all of the work here, Riskia has to help as well. But, how exactly? He cannot simply call out her name just to get through to her, can he? It's possible, as Riskia has to somewhere deep within herself. Backing up a couple of steps, he looks down to the child and the unconscious dragon, growling lowly as he does not wish to see them harmed in the process. Sadly, the demon has a point. "Come on Riskia, I know you're still in there. You and I both know you're stronger than this. Just fight for control, dammit..." he states, not really expecting any kind of response, except for a mocking laughter for a response from this demon. There's got to be a way to help Riskia in this situation of hers. But how? What can he do to help...?

 

[Riskia Vetis]

-X-Riskia-X-

~Possessed by Chaos Demon Vetis~

Having its hand released, Vetis flexes the fingers in front of its face as if to prove it felt nothing. Like a parasite, it didn’t share the pain of the host. There was very little Avilion or anyone else for that matter could do to bring her back, making his little plea for Riskia to fight all the more amusing. Its eyes closing as it burst out into uncontrolled laughter, “Listen to yourself, you fool. Can’t you see that Riskia is no more!” it explained once the laughter subsided, the smile back on its face as Riskia suddenly vanishes. Only to reappear behind Avilion with its right hand wrapped around his waist and its left reaching up under his left arm to his right shoulder in a tight embrace. It’s tongue trailing up the right side of Avilion’s neck as it tastes his flesh. “You see, she was weak and you didn’t even bother to help her before it was too late.” Vetis whispered with a cold eerie voice too deep to be Riskia’s soft voice, “Only I remain, with what is left of this empty shell.” As it finishes, its fangs dig into Avilion’s neck more to harm him than of desire to drink his blood. Its fangs going deep and tearing out to leave two gaping wounds on his neck, wounds which wouldn’t kill a vampire much due to its naturally fast healing ability. But enough so the lost blood would weaken him and give Vetis more of a upper hand.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Avilion Einhorn

The laughter of hers... no, the laughter of this damn demon that has taken her body, is beginning to get on his nerves fairly quickly. The very sound of it makes him want to just... well, Avilion cannot necessarily do anything. He cannot do anything to Riskia, otherwise he shall be endangering her life, and very well his own life in the process. He has to make sure that she stays safe, without him getting killed in the process. Obviously this demon that has possessed his lover has something planned for him, but what exactly? Growling heavily towards the demon possessed Riskia, this thing believes Riskia is no more. He doesn't believe that. This vampire believes Riskia is still in there somewhere, surrounded by complete darkness and complete silence, where no light can be shown or any sound can be made. Watching his possessed love vanish before his very eyes, only to feel an arm wrap around his waist and another arm wrapping around his torso, under his left armored arm and onto his right shoulder in a somewhat tight embrace, gasping silently as he did not expect this. Feeling her tongue trailing up the right side of his neck, he actually feels his skin crawl slightly. Listening to the demons words, he growls lowly, refusing to believe such things. Riskia is not weak, he has faith in her. He needs her help, just as much as she needs him. But unfortunately, the demons words ring true. It's his fault, but he is obviously aware of this. He has been telling himself this for a long time now, but he's not going to let this fact stop him from helping her. One way or another, he'll figure out a way to free Riskia from this demons hold. Feeling two fairly sharp fangs dig into his neck, he grunts in pain, gritting his teeth together as he feels them go into pretty deep into his neck. Memories coming back to him of the night he decided to become a vampire, the very pain that coursed through his body, the vampiric blood that was like a drug to him, the last breath he drew. Of course, this is a little more different. Feeling the fangs tear out of his neck, he gasps, pain coursing throughout his body, but only a small amount. He has a large amount of tolerance to physical pain, so technically this is nothing to him. "You're wrong, demon... If you know Riskia like I do, she is fairly persistent, and she is not weak. She's far from it actually. Sure, it's most likely all my fault, as I'm fully aware of this, and I do not need scum like you reminding me of this. All I need to do is give Riskia a little push, and you'll become nothing but a memory..." he tells the demon, grinning widely as he laughs slightly, almost like in a sadistic manner. Has he lost it? Probably. If he bluffing about giving Riskia a little push. Yes and no. He just needs to somehow find a way to get through to Riskia, but as to how is what eludes him...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

-X-Riskia-X-

~Possessed by Chaos Demon Vetis~

Watching the blood flow freely from Avilion’s flesh, Vetis tightens its grip around Avilion half expecting him to try to get free. It wasn’t done yet, no far from done. Its lips returning to his wound to lick up his sweet blood, blood which would normally taste fowl to another vampire. Vampires had one basic rule; don’t feed on the dead. Everything else was free game; cats, dogs, horses, and humans, anything that had a heart pulse. But if a vampire were to feed on the dead, they dry blood would poison them and eventually kill them if they didn’t get fresh blood from a living source. Surely Avilion knew this, yet maybe he didn’t since he wasn’t that old compared to Riskia. Speaking of which, it was cute that he still believed in her when she was the one to snap first. Vetis raises its lips from his wound and takes a glance at the nearly dead dragon on the bed. “You say Riskia isn’t weak, but are you so certain? After all she was the one who lost control and nearly killed that dragon. And even before that she lost control and killed your family as well as her own. You are right about her being persistent,” Vetis paused remembering how much pain it had to inflict just to get Riskia to admit her own failure and weakness, “but in the end it didn’t matter.” It licked its lips before returning to the mocking smile and the hand wrapped around Avilion’s waist released while the other increased to keep him within its grasp. “That happens when one doesn’t have a strong heart. I wonder…what does your heart looks like?” Vetis asked as it’s now free hand suddenly stabbed into the middle of his gut with only enough force that its middle and index finger were knuckle deep in his flesh. The two fingers wiggling in his insides as Vetis very slowly increased pressure to get its hand deeper in Avilion’s stomach.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Avilion Einhorn

Chuckling lightly to himself as he is finding all of this strangely amusing. It's like history is trying to repeat itself, although without the whole capture business and more like the whole killing business. This demon, whatever or whoever it is, obviously wants to rub Avilion out of the picture, and for a good reason. Does the demon find him to be a threat of sorts to his whole business? If he is unable to do such a thing, then why does the demon wish to remove him? Hell, the demon could have simply taken Riskia's body away from this Manor and the uncharted island, and could have begun to unleash Hell on the world. But no, it's still here, obviously wanting to remove him. He pays little to no attention to the demon possessed Riskia licking up the blood that is oozing out of his wounds, as he doesn't really give a damn up to this point. Listening to the demon as it begins to explain that his lover is indeed weak, he simply chuckles, finding this amusing. The dragon isn't dead, so why does he keep bringing that up? it's obvious that Riskia lost her senses, and was overwhelmed with the urge to feed. It's a common vampire thing, so this demon should be well aware of this. And now it's bringing up his dead family, something he would have strangled and killed the demon for bringing up, but since it's possessed Riskia, he's unable to do a thing. They've already been over the fact that it's not Riskia's fault from the very beginning, as it was a direct order from her higher ups at the time. Of course, if she disobeyed, she probably would have been killed right on the spot. If anything it's the Patriarch's and the Matriarch's fault of that time for the death of his entire family. Listening to the demon further, he groans heavily, his grin fading as he is getting more and more annoyed now. Upon hearing its question, he feels a sudden jolt of pain course throughout his body, looking down to see Riskia's index and middle finger digging into his stomach, blood oozing out of his stomach and staining his shirt. He grunts lightly as he begins to feel more pressure being applied, immediately gripping the hand right away, so that it does not go any further into him. "Like hell you're going to see my heart..." he tells the demon, trying to bring Riskia's hand away from his stomach. Any further and he would probably be in trouble. Bad enough he has a large wound upon his neck because of Riskia...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

-X-Riskia-X-

~Possessed by Chaos Demon Vetis~

“Do you think this is funny?” Vetis commented hearing Avilion chuckle to himself almost as if he was enjoying the whole situation. Now Vetis was curious, its mind leaching out to Avilion’s to hear his thoughts and figure out why he was in a cheery mood despite bleeding from his neck and chest. A smile of glee crossed its face hearing Avilion’s thoughts, he didn’t know the truth. How interesting. It began giggling maniacally, its hand barely moving as Avilion tried to push its hand out of his gut. “She never told you…” Vetis giggled for a second more before bringing its mouth to his ear to whisper. “She was never given orders to find and kill your family. She lied so you wouldn’t hate her. Isn’t she pathetic.” Most likely Avilion wasn’t going to believe those words unless he saw proof, easy enough as Vetis removed its hand willingly and spun Avilion around to face him. A hand roughly grabbing the back of his neck while the other held him close. Vetis hungrily presses it’s lips against his, its tongue forcing his teeth apart in a French kiss. This was the only way it could show him as a sudden jolt of electricity course through its body into his. A flash of visions and memories surged through Avilion’s mind, many of bloodshed and pain all our which were seen through Riskia’s own eyes. Quickly the visions slowed and played out the scene of which it spoke of.

It was dark, close to the middle of the night as the vision showed an almost bird eye view of the street. Looking back and forth down the street, it suddenly focuses on a woman walking by herself out of a building. Focused it was on her that it seemed to zoom in to catch the woman’s face. It was Avilion’s mother, the picture stays locked on her as it becomes apparent that the stalker is now moving. Following actually, staying in the cover of shadow as it moves with purpose. For many blocks it follows her, stopping only once when a passer-by was coming toward it and by the looks of it. The human looked huge which can only make Avilion assume that Riskia was in a smaller form. Still it stalked until finally the woman makes it home, she opens the door and calls hello to whoever is inside. A husky male voice immediately answers and the door shuts behind her. Closer still the view comes until it is literally at the door, a paw comes into view as she scratches the door and meows. At first there is no reply, but then the door opened a crack. The woman looked out than down and smiles warmly, opening the door more and inviting her in. Perfect. Vampires cannot enter a house without being invited first, once invited it has full access to their home. The woman bends down and pets her couple of times before picking her up. The scene goes black for a moment and the sound of purring can be heard before it is interrupted by screaming. The vision turns red and the screaming suddenly fades with a loud crack, a man shouts to see what the hell is going on.

Horror is the mask Avilion’s father wears on his face as he looked down at his dead wife and then at the one that did it. There was no time for him to brings his hand up as the killer lungs at him and latches onto his throat, the sound of him trying to breath past the chocking of blood sounding like someone drowning. There were no questions, no demands to know where their son was…nothing. As if she didn’t even know he existed. Once the sound of his heart beat finally came to a stop, the view lifts up quite blurry. It scans the room slowly looking as if it was drunk off the sweet blood, blood that was much more potent than normal human blood. As where all who were considered a berserker, and now they were all dead. Riskia’s gaze freezes suddenly on a picture frame on a counter top, no…not all dead. One remained, a silver haired boy. One left to feed on to become stronger.

The scene stops suddenly as Vetis pulls its lips away as it stares into Avilion’s eyes, an all knowing smile on its face. That memory came right from Riskia’s own mind, not altered in the slightest for it knew the true monster that was Riskia. It had watched and waited from the day she was turned into an immortal knowing that someday she would snap and it would walk on the earth once more. “You think you know your beloved little Riskia, but you are oblivious to what she is.” Vetis releases Avilion and steps away to let the weight of the truth bear down on him, “You thought the reason Riskia couldn’t forgive you was because you tried to stop her, but that is not it. She cannot bring it to herself to tell you the truth and that is why she pushes away. She hates herself for her own selfish reasons and cannot bear being close to you because of the monster she is.” Vetis turns than and walks over to the bed completely oblivious to the phoenix’s presence as it sits down and strokes the dragon’s cheek. “She realized that she would rather end her life than see you die and that is why I am here. Riskia’s spirit is no more, she along with countless other are lost within their own grief for eternity.” It was rare for Vetis to be so brutally honest, but it was all done to destroy someone else's spirit. There was no reason it wanted Avilion removed, it merely wanted to make him suffer before killing him thus breaking the blood bound to this body. Vetis knew the laws of blood claim, if one of their bodies were destroyed, the other would follow. However if one of them die by the others hand willingly, than that one would live on. That is what Vetis wanted, to break free from this pact, only than would it be unstoppable to cause utter destruction and chaos around the world.