Three hours passed, Star did everything she could think of. Jinxx popped out ideas, trying to be helpful. Blaze sat in a loveseat, Jinxx cuddled up against his side. They all contributed but the time ticked by they were no closer to curing Caspian.
Caspian spouted out nonsense, Star put together the nonsense to get to the truth of what had caused Caspian to have amnesia. He had killed his parents when he was first Turned. Star let the others know what he was spouting. No one thought much of it, they had all killed someone special to them when they were first Turned as well.
Tor lifted the opaque bag marked A. His cheeks were wet, his eyes set on the ceiling. He inhaled, before viciously sinking his fangs into the flesh of the bag. He slurped up the vampire's blood and drank every last drop. He dropped the bag, his body jerked. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, his body was fighting of the full Turn. His body was burning up, there was nothing anyone could do for him. It was up to him if he pulled through or not.
Jinxx glanced at her friend, worried. She leaned her back against Blaze's chest. Blaze's arm tightened around Jinxx's body, "He'll be alright, My Luna."
Jinxx sighed and her eyes dart between her two friends, both so close to death. Caspian's eyes slide open, his pupils showing. There is no ring of red around his iris anymore. His lips lift into a grimace, "It hurts. But not as much as the emotional pain from their passing. I miss them. "
Star's hand finds Caspian's, her gaze meets his, "Caspi-"
Caspian cuts her off, "Don't. That's not my name anymore. I don't feel the thirst or crave to kill anymore. I'm Amos, but I'm still dying."
Amos's lips pull into a shaky smile. Star's eyes widen in surprise, tears wet her cheeks. Amos reaches out a shaky hand and wipes a tear away, "Don't cry."
Jinxx watches, quietly. Blaze leans his forehead against her. Amos looks over Star's shoulder, "It was nice of you."
Jinxx glances at the boy, who seems so different from the boy she had first picked up on the street. His shaggy hair still hung in his face, his eyes showed that he was human but he had lived far longer. His rags has upgraded to nice fancy clothing before downgrading to mere strips of fine cloth. Jinxx clears her throat, "What was nice?"
Amos looks at Jinxx and Blaze, "Kidnapping me. From off the street, I mean."
Star grins at the joke, watching the boy she had grown fond of. Jinxx rolls her eyes but grins slightly, "I didn't kidnap you, Amos. You just...slept while I rescued you."
Amos starts to grin when a series of coughs rack through his small body. Blood leaks from the corners of his mouth. He covers his mouth as he coughs, his eyes scrunched shut. Once the cough dies down, Amos pulls his hand down, it's coated in a thick red layer. He smiles shakily, "I'm sorry..."
His voice trails off and Star looks at the clock, her eyes widening. Star turns to Tor's form, Jinxx, and Blaze. Her voice fills the quiet room, "His time is almost up. He's going to be leaving us soon. If you have anything to say to him now is the time."
Jinxx opens her mouth...
