A familiar smell. A new victim. {Tag; Fennie & Jorry}

Vulpe rushed out of the ballroom, not noticing she had pushed a man away from the door. She looked back to see the man shoot something from his hands and fly to the wall. Knowing that she didn't really prevent someone from leaving, she finally rushed out of the Ballroom. When she felt she was safe from the gas, she finally breathed and finally stopped running. She wasn't too far from the Ballroom, but she wasn't close either. Which was good in her case. All she had to do was hope that the gas stayed in the ballroom and no one who was a part of the attack followed her. Vulpe turned to look behind her to speak to Jorry, but froze when she saw he wasn't behind her. "Jorry?" She called out, before realizing he hadn't follow her. This caused her to curse out as she started to walk towards the exit to go back to the ballroom, but suddenly heard a noise. She turned around fast, putting her guard up quickly. There was no way she was going to be ambushed now. Vulpe wouldn't allow it. Her eyes narrowed as her mouth opened and she flashed her canine teeth and hissed. As she did her, her hair turned back to her natural blue.

"Whoever you are, come out now! Don't hide like a coward! I heard you bump into something, so you might as well come out now!" Vulpe hissed, before turning around when she heard another sound. It was one of those times where she wished she could paralyze people with her mind. She hated when she had to guess where people were. It didn't help that she still hadn't had that much of training with Sabretooth. When she heard a sound behind her once more, she hissed viciously. "You fucking coward, come out and fight!" Vulpe hissed, backing up to the middle of the floor and turned around a lot to keep her eye on every corner. She wasn't going to be taken by surprise. She just wasn't!

Vulpe glared at the male who had finally came out of hiding. Her blue eyes staring straight at him. She watched how he walked closer to her. Her head lifted up, showing him she wasn't going to take his comment on her beauty. She didn't speak, but her look had told him everything. To her, he didn't have the right to look at her like she was something tasty. Vulpe didn't like it when men looked at her like that, especially when she knew they were aiming to hurt her. The only time she stopped glaring was when he suddenly spoke about Jorry, and how he could see why he liked her. Her head tilted to the left, not really understanding what he meant. Her and Jorry were just friends. What was this man thinking? How did he even know Jorry, and how did he see that she and him held similarities. It even caught her by surprise he knew about her venom. She was going to speak, but suddenly saw him vanish right before her eyes. Vulpe went to look behind her, but tensed when she felt the man appear behind her and grab her wrists. Finding herself shocked he knew Sabretooth too. Her blue eyes narrowed when he spoke before hearing him hiss. She even hissed when hearing his hiss, trying to free herself from his grasp.

Though, before she could struggle one more, she felt a breeze behind her and heard a crash. She turned around to see what happened, only to see that Jorry was the only one behind her. Which made her guard go up once again. When he turned to look at her and asked if she was okay, she nodded. "I'm fine." Vulpe replied, before hissing and looking around once she heard laughter. Her hair was slowly growing darker due to how on guard she was. It was clear she was very serious about finding this guy and putting him into a coma. She was even crouching down a little, baring her canine teeth and hissing every time she heard a sound. "Where'd he go?" Vulpe hissed out, looking around, slowly crouching down to where she was on all fours. This was something she didn't do unless she knew she was really in danger. This position always helped her to see her surroundings. In a way she looked like a scorpion, but without the tail. The only thing she could thank for was that Sabretooth had taught her a little bit about this stance.

Vulpe stayed in her all fours position, before suddenly catching a quick glimpse of something moving in the dark. This caused her to jump up and run straight to the spot, hoping to grab a hold of the man. Though, when she reached her destination, she didn't see him. This caused her to curse, finding herself in a bad spot. She had attacked too eagerly. "Dammit." She whispered, putting her guard up even more now.

When the man's voice echoed around her, Vulpe turned around franticly, trying to figure out where he was. She didn't want to be attacked, or worse; killed. She had to fight for her survival, she just had to. Vulpe also needed to have her head on straight and not keep messing up when it came to fighting. She already lacked the ability to use hand-to-hand combat. Her eyes narrowed when the man started talking again, telling Jorry that they had always shared things. It made her a bit mad he was picking on Jorry. Though, before she could think any more of it, she froze when she suddenly felt breath by her ear. With the breath, came the man's voice. Her eyes widened a little when he said that she was breaking Jorry's heart. This caused her to turn around to punch him, only to back away when she saw him attack Jorry. Vulpe watched as Jorry flew across the room. As she watched this, it immediately went through her mind to hide. Which she did, knowing that his attention was going to go back to her.

Vulpe stayed hidden, waiting for the right moment for when she was going to attack. She had to make sure she would time this right. One wrong move would most likely be the end of her. She waited patiently, not paying attention that he had said he could smell her. Vulpe couldn't let it distract her from what she wanted. As she stayed hidden, she checked on Jorry now and then, not seeing any sign of movement. This caused her to worry a bit, before going back to another hiding spot. She stayed hidden until she felt it was the right time to attack. Vulpe suddenly ran at him, mouth open and a punch ready to hit her target. Just when she was about to hit him, he had jumped out of the way, causing her eyes to widened. She gasped, before shrieking as he grabbed her leg and screamed as he threw her against the wall. This caused her to fall to the ground, before groaning when he suddenly forced her arm behind her and pressed her face against the floor. She even tried to struggle, but found out she couldn't even move, causing her to whimper.

When Vulpe heard Jorry speak, it made her eyes open, hearing a bit of pain in his voice. "Jorry.." She called out, trying to get out of the man's grip, but failing once again. His grip on her was so tight she just couldn't move.

"Jorry, be careful!" Vulpe whimpered out.

Vulpe whimpered as she felt the man push her harder into the ground. She could feel the pain slowly starting to come as she continued to be pushed against the floor. As she laid there, being pinned on the ground, her free hand was clawing at the ground. This was the first time she felt so helpless. She couldn't get away from this man, and she knew Jorry was in danger by how he had spoken. Vulpe couldn't do anything, and it made her angry. Why couldn't she have super strength?! Why was the two most important powers of her were only things she had to have contact to do them. She hated it! Why didn't she train!? Now she couldn't save her friend, the only friend she had at this place. Vulpe suddenly whimpered loudly as her head was lifted. She immediately closed her eyes, knowing what was going to happen. She tried to turn her head, but found that she couldn't even move her head. Her free hand was now slowly turning into a fist. All she could do was move her hand.

Vulpe was going to speak, but she suddenly felt the man's teeth scratch her neck. She shrieked, before whimpering when she felt him lick the blood that seeped out. It was then she realized she was in trouble, and the little humanity she had started to show. A scared expression showed on her face as he bent her neck more to the side. "Jorry.." She whimpered without thinking, gasping as she tried to hold back the tears of fright that wanted to fall from her eyes. When Vulpe finally opened her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Jorry. All she could see was a worried look on his face, and how he looked at her. As if he was watching someone very close to him die. He looked pale, and this caused her eyes widened with tears. Her free hand went into a fist as she tried to get away from the male once again. She couldn't see Jorry like that, she couldn't! He was hurting, and she hated it! Why did she have to be so weak!? Why couldn't she just fucking fight and not be dominated like this when it came to powerful enemies! Dammit! She thought to herself.

“Please brother…. Don’t.”

Blue eyes widened at the sudden begging of her friend. Vulpe slowly looked at him again, her face full of shock. Did he had just really begged for this man, his brother to not bite her? Did she really matter that much? A few tears fell from her eyes. Why can't I be stronger? She asked herself, before watching as silent fell between the brothers. It wasn't until the male has spoke did she start freaking out again. Her eyes widened more as she could feel the breath as the man opened his mouth. "N-no! Stop!" Vulpe shrieked, before screaming as sudden pain shot through her as he bit down on her. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she could feel nothing but pain. Her screams kept going, and going, before suddenly feel herself fall to the ground as Jorry attacked the male.

Vulpe laid on the ground, trying to endure the pain. She whimpered as she kept trying to get use to the pain. It wasn't until she heard Jorry groan in pain did she have enough strength to push herself up. She lifted up her head to see that the male who had just bitten her was winning her. "No.." Vulpe whimpered as she forced herself to get on her feet. She was now ignoring the pain in her neck, and the blood that was streaming from the bite marks. She took two steps towards the males, before running fast with her signature glare, Adrenaline was pumping through her, she needed to save her friend. All she needed for the male to do was look at her so she could paralyze him.

Which he did.

At the last moment.

Vulpe paralyzed him and immediately opened her mouth and bit right into the male's wrist. It was the only thing that she could bite, but she was able to bite into the vein that was there. She immediately shot her venom throughout the male's body, giving him all she got. In a way she knew she couldn't kill him, and there was no way she would be able to put him in a coma for months, or even weeks at that, but she had to try! She kept pumping the venom before she couldn't any more and ripped her mouth away from the male, falling backwards as her hand covered her neck. For now she could feel the pain once again. Though, her eyes stayed locked on the male, ready to see what was going to happen.

Fenrir was laughing madly as his brother tried again and again to tear his throat open, his canines barely missing his skin at each try. This was the brother he used to know, the bloodthirsty animal that’d never got satisfied and craved for more preys to hunt down. Always hungry for more, never caring for reason, just like him.
He managed a kick in Jorry’s abdomen and threw him off backwards, making him land with a loud thud on his back.
Fenrir chuckled as he got up, , smirking to himself as his sibling still trouble getting up right, even in the crazed state he was in now. Forgetting the girl for a moment, he strolled over to kneel down next to his younger brother, pushing him so he could face him. Jorry’s eyes where wide in pure rage and madness and tried to reach for Fenrir’s throat again, but got the back of his slammed down against the stone floor. The world shacked for him a few second, giving the wolf time enough to make both of his arms useless for battle, with a loud crack.
He groaned and hissed out in pain, feeling that human part of himself wanting to cry out, but it died in his throat.
The wolf watched him his every reaction closely, not even blinking as he kept breaking the bones in his brother’s body. It was sad really, that their father had immobilized Jorumgand’s ability to shift back to his original from. This human shell he was put was making him weak, sensitive… to human! Well, he’d just have to force back the real animal out of him by himself then~

Fenrir licked his lips, enjoying the sweet taste of Vulpe’s blood that still covered half his face and soaked his shirt. “It tastes sweeter than I thought,” he purred and bent down closer to serpents face, letting a few drops of blood drip down over him. “Don’t you want a taste for yourself?”
He felt a presence behind them move, and realized that the girl still was conscious. Sighing, he turned to look over his shoulder, and felt himself suddenly freeze all over as their eyes locked.
What the fuck? He thought confused, as he slowly started to realize she had paralyzed him. With her fucking look. Would he have been to move he would’ve laughed at the excitement of it all, but the fun quickly died as it dawned on him to late what she was doing.
She moved faster than he could blink, and the next second she had returned him the favor of sinking in her teeth in his wrist. He felt himself let out a small chuckle as the venom quickly spread throughout his body. He slumped down to the floor, his muscle refusing to recuperate and could barely breathe normally. “Ahh, guess this is my fault for underestimating ya, girly,” he snickered, forcing his neck from where he lay on the ground to look up at her. He gave her a pleased, mad grin as he took in the sweet scent of her blood again, licking his lips as he wouldn’t mind to have another bite. “The again, I should’ve known,” he continued, arms and legs struggling to move and drag him towards her. “That slimy snake never liked weaklings, so of course you’d catch his interest with those kind of powers.”
He laughed as he managed to sit upon his knees, only to fall back down head first to floor. “Fuck, this venom of yours sure burns!” he cursed, while chuckling still. “Guess me with my oversensitive senses doesn’t help much either huh?”

He suddenly stopped trying to reach her, eyes narrowing slightly he tried to look behind him. Jorry had gone too quiet, no sounds or whines pains was reaching his ears anymore. He saw something meander back into the shadows, too quick for even his own eyes to catch. He glanced over at the now empty spot where Jorry was minutes before, and looked back to Vulpe with a content smirk. “We really should get the fuck out of here~”
His eyes shifted to focus behind the girls shoulder, and the next second a loud, ear piercing hiss broke out from the dark, quickly followed by a giant serpent, who wasted no time leaping forward towards them both.


(yeah, pretend it's a giant one xP)

Vulpe sat on the ground, backing up a bit as she watched the man fall to the ground. Her blue eyes locked onto him. She was ready to paralyze him if he tried to attack her again. When he spoke and looked at her as if he was pleased, chills were sent down her spine. Even if she wasn't showing it, she was afraid of this man, even now her neck and shoulder were throbbing from the bite he had given her. She refused to let him see this though. The only sign of weakness that she was showing, was her hand pressed against the wound to make it stop bleeding. When he stated that Jorry never liked weaklings, her eyes narrowed. Vulpe hated when the man spoke of him. Even if he was his brother, he did have to treat his brother like this. Family didn't treat each other like that. They just didn't. To see two brothers fighting like this, and her being the reason had made her feel horrible. She didn't like it. She would never try to break up a family, a family is what everyone needed.

Vulpe hissed at him the moment he was able to sit on his knees. She wasn't going to let him get anywhere near her again. She wasn't going to be weak anymore, she was going to make sure this man was going to be beaten. All she needed to think about was; how. How would she and Jorry be able to beat this man? How would she be able to completely see him fall to the ground and stay there. Vulpe watched how he tried to move again and fell to the ground. This made her smirk. "Looks like you really can't handle my poison." She laughed, feeling pleased with her venom that it was able to make this powerful man fall to the ground once more. When he spoke about it being his fault, she immediately spoke. "It is your fault, attacking both me and your brother!" She hissed, before stopping when the man looked behind him only to look back at her with a smile. Her eyes widened a little when she heard something behind her and when he said they should get out of this room.

A loud, piercing hiss was suddenly heard behind her, making her turn around fast. Blue eyes widened even more as she watched the serpent jumping towards them. A sudden rush of adrenaline went through her as she stood up fast and threw her arms up. As if guarding the man, but that wasn't what she was doing. She was hoping Jorry would recognize her and wouldn't attack. Though, as she stood there, she realized how stupid this was. If he didn't recognize her, she would be killed. As he started to get closer, her arms went to protect herself. "Jorry, don't!" She screamed, hoping he would hear her and stop attacking. As she continued to stand there, all she was hoping she wouldn't feel pain and be killed. All she was hoping was that her friend wouldn't do it, and snap out of it. She didn't like seeing her friend like this, so she was going to keep doing stupid stuff like this. He was the only one who understood her.

He was her friend

"Jorry!" Vulpe screamed once more.

As soon as the serpent had shot out to attack them, Fenrir had bit his own hand, causing his pain to shot out through his arm and for a moment make his body move enough for him to roll out of the way, and back inside the shadows again.
Safe for the moment, he chuckled to himself, and happily felt how his body had finally managed to press down the venom and allowing him to move again. Well ok, not as fast and much as he would’ve liked, all of his muscle still hurt as fuck and he felt sore all over. Who knows how long it would take to completely get rid of all the venom. No matter, this would suffice for the moment.
He laughed to himself as he stumbled back on wiggly legs. What the hell was that girl thinking? Just standing with arms open wide as if to welcome that snake into a hug? And with all that blood on her too…. Maybe she just had the looks then, and no brain.
He waited for a few seconds, expecting to hear screams or some eating noise, but was greeted by complete silence.
“The hell…?” he muttered and peeked out from shadows, only to stop in shock and great disbelief at the scene in front of him.

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He heard a voice, but couldn’t recall on to who it belonged. It was telling him something… something…
"Jorry, don't!"
He turned his head again, but still found nothing but darkness. Was he dreaming again? Ah yes, surely he was…. For a moment, it almost felt as if he was above ground, and not down at the bottom of the ocean. The cold, dark empire of his…
He closed his eyes. He felt so… different though, as if not being entirely himself, or rather… someone completely different. Another being entirely. Has he ever had dreams like that before? About beign somewhere, someone, something else.
He opened his yes again, still seeing nothing but the cold blackness. He felt himself move forward, rather fast, so he must be on a hunt again. He’s always hungry isn’t he? But then why did fee like he hasn’t eaten anything for… weeks? He also felt smaller than normal, weaker, tired… angry. For what reason?
He growled, confused at all these sudden weird thoughts going around in his mind, trying to search for something. Did he forget something? What, what, what?

"Jorry!"

He froze this time, eyes growing wide in recognition. He knew that voice! That friendly, yet so full of secret smile, hiding something that was anything but innocent. But it also held understanding.
Something else started to appear in front of him, barley millimeters from his head. A blue, soft little light, that held so much more to it than anyone would dream of understanding.
“…..Vulpe…?”
The name echoed in his mind, and he blinked. He wasn’t in the ocean anymore, no… He was above ground, hiding in human a shell, with his sister, his brother, and…!
He took in the form of his only friend standing right in front of him, arms wrapped around herself in a protective stance. And he wasn’t even in his walking prison anymore. She looked scared… scared of him. What had he been doing? Trying to eat her?!
The glowing green eyes of the serpent locked with her blue ones, trying to say so much. Confusion, anger, pain, regret, and how sorry he was. He hadn’t meant to-

“Why the fuck did you stop?” his brothers voice field the room, making him lose focus on the girl and hiss loudly again, before shooting after Fenrir.
The wolf didn’t look scared, more pissed off than anything and stood his ground as the serpent simply brushed past he girl and aimed straight for him. Letting out aloud growl, he jumped at the snake, shifting into an enormous wolf and the collided. Now there was nothing but growls, hisses, blood and angry yells from the two animals, no humanity left in either of them as they only strived for one thing;
Ending this permanently.

Vulpe froze when Jorry was right in front of her. She was ready for the impact, all she was thinking of; was how sorry she was that she wasn't stronger. Though, her eyes widened in complete horror when he suddenly stopped. Her eyes locked on his eyes, staring in disbelief that he wasn't attacking. Did he hear her? Did he recognize her again? "Jorry?" She whispered, lowering her arms. Vulpe started to smile softly, reaching a hand out to touch Jorry. "It's alright." She replied to the way he was looking at her. She couldn't believe her stupid, idiotic plan had worked. Jorry had been able to hear, and see her, and he wasn't going to attack. Her hand had almost touched Jorry, but suddenly the man's voice broke out. It was clear that this man didn't want Jorry to stop, he wanted him to kill her. Which made Vulpe's eyes narrowed, before widening again when Jorry suddenly slid past her to attack the man.

Vulpe turned around to see Jorry leap towards the male and watched a vicious fight break out. Her blue eyes were wide, watching in horror as they fought. She stood there, staying still until a couple of seconds had past. She looked around, trying to find a way out now. Vulpe knew if she stayed here, or tried to jump between them, she'd die. There was no way she was going to be that stupid. She wasn't going to test fate again. Her eyes fell upon a exit, a exit that led to outside. She looked at the two males fighting one last time. Don't lose, Jorry. Vulpe thought to herself, before running off quickly to the exit. She needed to get out there, get to somewhere safe. All she was hoping was for that Jorry could win the fight so she wouldn't have to worry about the man anymore. As she got near the exit, Vulpe tripped, making her whimper as she fell on the wounded shoulder. She laid there for two seconds, before biting her lip and getting up to run out of the room.

Once she got out, she looked around, hoping to find a door into the next building. When she did, she immediately started running to it. Not really paying attention to the blood that was still dripping from her wound. All she needed to do was to get across the open field to get to the door. That was all she needed to do. Now she was really praying that Jorry was going to win. Cause if the man won, and was going to be chasing her, she'd be screwed. She ran faster, and faster, trying to move as quick as possible to get to the door.

She needed to make it to that door in order to find a hideout!

Vulpe was almost to the door, and had reached her hand out to grab the handle. She felt safe all of the sudden, knowing that she had made it to safety. It wasn't until the man had suddenly popped out of no where and skidded to a stop. Her eyes widened as she started to back up. She went to turn around to run the other way, but was suddenly tackled. Vulpe screamed in pure terror as she hit the ground and her eyes were suddenly covered. "N-no! Stop!" She begged as she didn't want to be bit again. She threw her hands up onto the man's chest, trying to push him off. Her legs were bent up, trying to use the strength of her waist and legs. It was clear how scared she was of this man. When he growled in her ear, she screamed again. "Let me go!" She cried out, trying to kick the man. Vulpe thrashed to the right and left, trying to get out of grip, but found that once again his grip was still stronger. All she could think about was how much trouble she was in now. She couldn't paralyze him, and she couldn't bite him. She gasped as she started to panic.

Though, before she continued to panic about herself, she suddenly thought of Jorry. Which sent chills down her spine. What happened to Jorry? What did he do to Jorry? "What did you do to Jorry!? What did you do to my friend!?" She asked with a shriek, before struggling once again. She really wanted to get out of his grip to go back to the room and find Jorry. It also didn't help she wanted to get away from this psychopath. When thoughts of Jorry dead went through her head, angry and desperation filled her head. "If you killed him, I'll kill you!" Vulpe threatened, for she didn't want Jorry to be dead. He was her only friend here, the only one she trusted. The only person she didn't want to hurt in this whole damn building. Though, the tough act quickly disappeared when she felt his grip tighten on her, making her whimper. In desperation once again, she tried to push him away from her. She even tried to punch him in the face. She also threw her waist up, trying to push him off of her, but everything was failing. Which made her panic even more.

"Let go of me!" Vulpe screamed.

Vulpe whimpered when she felt him lick her wound. Her whole body tensed as full on panic hit her. As he licked her wound, all she could think about was when he had bit her before. She could still feel the pain and he was now scared he was going to bite her again. Her whole body twitched as he chuckled against her wound. "Stop!" She begged, wanting him to stop, wanting him to leave her alone. What did she do to him? Why did she deserve this, because she was Jorry's friend? What was wrong with having a friend? Her thoughts stopped coming when he spoke and she could feel his face close to hers. This caused her to twitch once again, feeling the panic start to rise. When he spoke about how he wouldn't kill his brother, and that Jorry wouldn't be able to walk for a couple of months, she gasped. It didn't help that he said that Jorry was use to the abuse. "L-leave him alone!" Vulpe cried out, before throwing a punch at him.

Vulpe shrieked when he had suddenly caught her wrist. She started to shake when he kissed her knuckles, before whimpering when he scratched them with his teeth and drinking her blood. "N-no!! Stop!" She cried out, before shutting up when he talked. The shaking started to get a little bit worse as she felt his mouth wander down to her wrist. When he spoke once again about wanting a taste, it sent chills down her spine. Vulpe started to struggle once more, trying to get free. Though, when she had lifted her waist to try to bump him off, he suddenly yelled at her, making her stop and move her head a bit to the right. The shaking slowly started to happen again as she laid there in fear. All she was thinking now, was how would she get away? Would he bite her again? What was he going to do with her? "Leave me alone." She suddenly cried out, feeling the tears that were welling up escape from her eyes. With one last attempt of a struggle, she tried to move her hand from his grip, but failed. "Let go!" Vulpe screamed, before making a crying sound. Which was proof of how scared she was.

Silence slowly fell on the two, which scared Vulpe even more. She was shaking more now, trying to brace herself for what ever was going to happen to her.

Vulpe tried to move her head away from him when it was close to her again. She breathed hard when she could feel his breath against her once again. She hated how close he got to her sometimes. It always made her think that he was going to bite her again. Something she fear the most right now. When he spoke, her heart stopped, finding herself frozen in fear. What was he going to do to her? Her eyes widened when he uncovered her eyes, only to close them and scream in pain when he bit her once again. Her back lifted up as she continued to scream in pain. Her whole body stayed frozen in this position as he sucked the blood from her shoulder, before falling back onto the ground when he stopped. Vulpe laid there in pain her whole body shaking as her eyes stayed closed. When he spoke to her all she did was whimper, feeling the tears escape from her eyes again. She felt fear well up in her all over when he spoke of finding somewhere else he could bite, and that he wouldn't mind it either."D-don't, please.." She begged with a whisper.

After a couple of seconds of him not biting her again, she slowly opened her eyes to look at him. Vulpe shrieked when he grabbed her face and forced her to stare into his eyes. She tried to glare and paralyze him, but realized she couldn't. All they could do was widened as she watched his eyes changing color. Her whole body was frozen, and she laid there as if she was in a trance. She didn't even feel the pain of his fingers digging into her forehead. Vulpe was slowly loosing consciousness as she continued to stare into his eyes. When he spoke she barely heard it. All she heard was him asking for her to show him her worst nightmare. Slowly, the whole world went black as her body went limp.

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Vulpe was in another area, and she had no wounds whatsoever. She looked around, wondering what was going on. "Where am I?" She asked as she started to walk to find out where she was.

"Vulpe." A voice called out, causing Vulpe to look behind her. A smile immediately broke out as she recognized the male."Ender! She exclaimed, running towards him quickly to give him a hug. She stayed there, giving him a hug. That was, until he suddenly pushed her away, which confused her, before seeing his face full of hate. "W-what's wrong? W-why are you looking at me like that?" She asked in full of fear. "Because you make me sick. You really think I really want to be with you now? You're pathetic. You're acting like a weak pathetic fool! I no longer want to have anything to do with you." He spat out.

"W-what? What did I do? Ender don't do this, I love you! Please! Don't leave me! You're the only one who knows me so well! I can't lose you, not you too! I lost too many people I can't lose you too!" Vulpe yelled, feeling the tears stream down her face.

"Oh you won't be losing just him, you'll be losing me too. Why should I be friends with a weakling?" Another voice broke, causing Vulpe to look behind her."No, Jorry! You're my only friend, don't leave me! I'll try to be stronger, I promise! I'll try to be perfect for both of you! I promise. Please! Please don't leave me alone! I don't want to be all alone again. PLEASE!" She screamed.

Suddenly they disappeared, causing Vulpe to be all alone. Which made her scream, and fall to her knees as she cried.

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As the scene continued and both Ender and Jorry kept popping up, giving her more reasons why they were leaving her. Her eyes had closed as her body thrashed around and tears fell from her eyes. Her nails were digging into Fenrir's hands for her thrashing was able to let her hands sink in his grip a little bit. Though, she was still secured, but she kept thrashing, crying and screaming for both Jorry and Ender not to leave her. She didn't want to be alone.

"I don't want to be alone!!" She screamed as tears rushed down her cheeks.

Vulpe had no idea that the male was going to tear her throat apart. All she kept seeing was the scene of both Jorry and Ender leaving her over, and over, and over again! She didn't even know that someone was now trying to save her. No idea that the wounds that been inflicted on her were now healed. It wasn't until the woman went inside of her mind did she realize someone was trying to heal her. Vulpe was about to react negatively to the woman, but found herself calming down as she healed her mind. Her whole mind and body started to calm down. She was no longer thrashing around, but just lying still. As the healing continued, Vulpe relaxed more, and more, until she was fully passed out underneath her attacker's body. She laid there as she had lost all of her consciousness. Now she was passed out and didn't have those terrible nightmares of her loved ones leaving her.

She was at peace finally.

((Short post is short. Inspiration is a bit shot. Forgive me!))

Blue eyes slowly fluttered opened as a familiar voice called out to her. "E-Ender?" Vulpe whispered, opening her eyes more. Her vision was blurry and she couldn't make out the figure who was in front of her. All she could make out was that it was a male. For the figure had no signs of curves on it. The voice however, the voice had given away that it really was a male. He sounded just like the man she loved, Ender. "Is that.. really you?" She asked as her vision slowly became clearer, and as it did, the more she could see the man. As it finally came back, her blue eyes widened at what she saw. It really was Ender. "E-Ender!" Vulpe shrieked in shock, "H-how are you here? I thought you were back home! Wh-" She stopped herself as she suddenly remembered what happened. The whole fight she was in with Jorry's brother. Her whole body froze as she remembered the pain, which caused her to look immediately where her wounds were.

Though, when she did, there was no wounds at all. All there was, was blood that remained over cured skin. "What the hell? Where did my wounds go?" Vulpe said in complete, and utter confusion before looking back at Ender. When she did a glimpse of the nightmare she had before a flash of white wiped the nightmare away. This caused her to bite her lip as she stared at him. So he didn't leave me.. She said to herself, looking at him contently. The overwhelming of relief washed through her body, knowing that the man she loved didn't leave her. As she continued to stare at him, she didn't know she was giving him a look she never gave him before. For she didn't let him know she loved him. She didn't let him call her "his woman", and she didn't call him "her man". It meant weakness to her. Even if she didn't want him talking to any other girls, she just couldn't do it. If she even confessed her love to him, people would use it against both her and him. That was something she wasn't going to risk.

She just couldn't lose him.