our darkened love

helping the hybrid type

The night came quick, feeding on both blood and food, the grand vampire, tharn and type went by car to where she was buried.
They both sat in the back holding hands has the grand vampire drove.
Type leaned forward.
"Mmm grand vampire?"
"Yes?"
"How....is my father?"
Tharns eyes darted between them.
"He will remain asleep til i am to come back. Your father is but fine."
Type nodded leaning back. He looked out the window to squeeze tharns hand.
He smiled.
Parked, they all got out. The grand vampire went to the back to gather the shovels. The two went in front looking to the house.
Type looked to tharn eye brow raised.
"I did tell you not to go in the back."
Tharn shrugged.
They were at tharns old house which was locked.
To them the grand vampire gave them each a shovel. They both received them to watch the grand vampire go first.
Type stood there for a moment to gulp, eyes darted.
Tharn had taken a few steps to then turn looking back at type.
"Type?"
He looked up instantly.
Nodding he followed them.
To the back of the house, down a flight of stairs, there was a big yard, it was surrounded by the forest. Types eyes darted.
"Where?"
The grand vampire hit the ground with the shovel a few feet ahead to turn slightly back.
"She's here."
The Two nodded then went to the grand vampire too start shoveling.
Half way through, the grand vampire straightened up to look into the forest a bit confused.
The two stopped and looked to the grand vampire.
"Grand....vampire?"
His eyes narrowed. Shaking his head he began again. The two looked to one another then kept digging.
That....must have been my imagination inhaling decha scent.
Unknown, to them, decha was there a few yards away behind a tree to watch.
A few more feet, type hit the ground to quiver.
Tharn stopped shoveling to bend down holding him.
"Type?"
The grand vampire straightened up to eye them.
"Mmm thought this might occur. Tharn, we must finish. Type you need to get out and stand away."
They both looked to the grand vampire confused.
He looked to them.
"Since you are growing type....you can feel.... sense things since you are hybrid. For this too be your mother, you are feeling what she felt before she went into this coffin. Even drained and in a sleep state, there are over powering emotions. So please."
The grand vampire motioned with his head for him to part.
The two looked to one another then tharn helped him out.
Type crawled away to sit a foot away, sitting criss crossed head leaned up trying to see.
The two then kept digging to hit the coffin.
Opening, the two took out 16 syringes that held the sleeping agent.
Tharn grabbed her by the ankles and the grand vampire grabbed her under her arms.
Moving they placed her to the ground.
Type stood instantly up to shiver.
Isra didn't look like anything but a drained mummy like person.
His heart sank.
The two then got out of the hole, tharn went to type who looked sullen..
The grand vampire went to his bag taking out the packages. To bend near her placing them near her head.
He then sat criss crossed above her head to look to type.
"It is time."
He brought up his hand motioning with it for type.
He looked to tharn.
Tharn smiled.
"I'm right here type."
He nodded.
Parting, tharn stayed back to watch type sit to her shoulder, criss crossed, to look down at her.
Type looked to the grand vampire who took out a dagger.
His eyes widen.
"This....will go quickly."
The grand vampire also took out the shackles to place to the side.
"Give me your arm type."
Gulping he did Just that.
Wincing, the grand vampire drew a line to draw out the blood. Letting go, the grand vampire opened her mouth.
"Now....hold it over.let her consume."
Type took a deep breathe in.
He then placed his arm where it bled over her mouth. It dripped down.
For several minutes nothing happened. He looked to the grand vampire who kept his eyes to her. Type then turned his head to look at tharn who took a step forward.
Types eyes then widen to look back.
"Mmmm oooow!"
Isra's hands were to his arm gripping hard, head leaned up to sink her canines into his flesh.
The grand vampire stood with the shackles to his side, gripping hard.
Decha eyes narrowed, he could sense something bad was about to happen.
Type bit his lip. This was hurting him.
He looked to the grand vampire.
"A bit more, then ill remove her from you."
Isra's eyes widen has did the grand vampire. This was not normal.
Getting up, she ripped her canines out, to grab type, wrapping her arms around, pulling him. He gasped.
The grand vampire and tharn circled her.
Her eyes darted.
"Isra of the morroka clan stop this at once. You are hurting your son type archer."
She growled.
"I know.....who he..... is.....stay back.... he is mine! Stay.......the......hell......back! Type! Is coming with me!"
She moved her cheek to his to inhale her eyes widen darting between type and tharn.
"I.....can smell the claiming....you can not have him! He is but mine! All mine! He is my son!"
Types eyes widen, has did the other two.
Isra's eyes darted, her arm wrapped around types throat, she was leading him back into the forest. He brought up his arms to hers, to gasp, she was holding on too tightly. Tharns and the grand vampires eyes darted.
"Isra of the morroka clan! You are hurting your son. He is not a vampire but yet a hybrid! He needs to breathe."
She stopped moving back wards to stiffly move her head to the side to really inhale his smell. Her eyes narrowed.
So......krai got his way.
Turning him about, she wrapped her hand around his throat, putting him up mid air.
Type scratched at her mummified skin to no avail. She could not feel.
Tharn stepped forward just for the grand vampire, to hold up his arm to stop him, eyes looking forward.
Tharn looked to him with anger.
"What...."
"Shhh! Just.... Wait."
Isra then pulled type to her, he was gasping for air. She looked him over.
"So......you......did.....turn.....to....a.....
hybrid has maple predicted."
Type gulped, he was close to passing out, he couldn't breathe properly.
"Isra of the morroka clan....final warning."
He gritted his teeth.
Her eyes darted to him, she wasent quite all there mentally.
Peering her eyes back to type, a low growl erupted into her chest, she was still hungry.
Pulling him to her, she sunk her teeth into his shoulder, he yelped in pain.
"Grand vampire!" Tharn looked to him in anger for not allowing him to part for type.
He signed.
Throwing the shackles, decha caught them to, in his speed, separated type and isra, to bound her. She now laid on the ground, eyes to type. Her body would not move.
Type was a few feet away laying to his back, passed out.
The grand vampire went to the blood packages to go to isra to kneel down beside her, isra canines went down to consume. Decha kept his foot to her neck making sure she would not move.
Tharn went to type pulling his limp body over his arm, eyes darted.
"Do not feed him your blood."
The grand vampire called over his shoulder.
Tharn looked to him, brows furrowed.
"If you do.....you might turn him. So your decision. We need to get these two in the car."
Tharn signed heavily, to get up, carrying types body in bridal style to the car.
Decha kept his eyes to kiet and he kept his too isra. Blood tears were coming down. Her mind started to come back, she was filled with resentment at herself for her action.
"Why.....are you here decha?"
He raised his eye brow.
"If i wasent she would have killed type archer."
"I....had it under control. You.....need to leave."
He took his hand to his leg to move it off her, to grab isra's body to place it over his shoulder. The two stood a foot apart, from one another eyes darted.
"This.....is not the time decha.....you....need to go back....ascend."
Decha lightly chuckled.
"You know better then i kiet that i cannot.....not now."
Kiet gritted his teeth.
"I, kiet of the...."
His eyes Widen.
Decha placed his hand over his mouth to stop him from speaking.
"Don't you dare kiet!" He said in anger.
Kiet moved his mouth away a bit in anger.
"It shall come to pass decha. We....shouldn't have. Now.....is not the time. I need to part."
Decha gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes has kiet departed.
Your wrong kiet....it will not come to pass.
In the car, isra was placed in a way where her eyes stayed on type and type was Moved away from her deep in sleep.
Tharn kept his eyes on them has they drove.
"Do not worry.....she cannot move physically with those shackles about."
Tharn then looked to the grand vampire in pure anger.
"You son of a bitch! Why did you hold me back! She could have killed him!"
The grand vampire lightly chuckled. Tharns eyes widen.
"She is but his mother tharn. She would not. Isra is not all.there mentally but i know for a fact she was not to kill him. I believe she was trying to turn him though after she found out what he was. If you or i had approached she may have succeeded."
Tharns lips parted to look back. More tears fell from her face has she watched type sleep. There was truth in what she was overhearing but now that is not what she truly desired or wanted. Isra wished to feel her body so she could hold her baby, to talk to him. Isra then closed her eyes. This pained her to witness.
The drive back was silent, tharn had questions about why the ancient was there and why he smelled of a eternity claiming such has the grand vampire. However, he gritted his teeth to keep his eyes too type, who breathed shallowly in and out.
When they got back to the grand vampires house