Blood Halo: Comic!Miguel O'Hara x OC Imagine

Babel

   - Yes..? - I ask.
   - Mr. O'Hara, a woman named Selene Dubois, who says she's your girlfriend, came here to bring your lunch... For some reason... - the secretary responds.
   Selene? What is she doing here? It's not the best time for her to come...
   - Let her come to my lab - I order.
   - Ok, Mr. O'Hara... - I turn it off. Why is she here? And why did she bring me lunch?
   I walk out of that hall discreetly and go ahead to my lab. As I arrive there, I sit down and wait for Selene. I hate company events, having to talk to some superfluous investors, being forced to laugh of their horrible jokes and staying more time in the same room as Ty...
   After a while, Selene enters in my lab, she has a paper bag in hands and is wearing a big and thick overcoat. She definitely has some problem, it's very hot today, it's a miracle she didn't pass out, she's very red.
   - Why..? - I ask.
   - I need your help, so I created an excuse to enter here and get help - she puts the bag on the table.
   - What do you need? - I come closer to her, worried.
   - Well... - she removes the coat, her shoulder is hurt, warped around bandages, my eyes wide a bit - I got into a fight with some criminals... And I think I broke something...
   - Oh... - I look at her injury. It breaks my heart, seeing her hurted... - I'll take care of you... - I hold her hand and drag her her with me to the machine, I open the capsule and start to set things up.
   - Hum... Do I really have to enter there..?
   - Yes, your DNA is already tracked in the machine, so it's much easier and will take about an hour for you to have a brand new shoulder.
   - Ah... - she says disappointed and lets my hand go.
   - What's wrong..? - I turn around to her.
   - I don't like... Tight spaces, like coffins...
   - But don't you sleep in a coffin..? - I raise an eyebrow.
   - I don't close it.
   - Ah... - I put the palm of my hand on her cheek - wanna take an anesthesia..? - she nods - ok... - I go grab some anesthetic pills and a cup of water and give them to her - here... - she takes the pills - the effects will start to kick in at least 5 minutes.
   - Hum... - she hugs me out of nowhere, I hug her back - thank you... You're so kind...
   - Well... I care about you, I don't want to see you hurted... - I kiss her cheek and look over the table, where there's that paper bag - did you actually make me food? Or is just a packed lunch full of sand inside? - we chuckle.
   - No, I maked rice, beans and some pieces of dried meat for you, and I think it's still hot... - I...
   Then she puts her weight on me, I hold her so she doesn't fall and she says with a sleepy voice:
   - Miguel... I'm not feeling my legs...
   - It's the effects kicking in - I lift her up and lie her inside the machine - sweet dreams and thank you for the food - I kiss her hand, she smiles and slowly closes her eyes, her head falls to the side and I close the machine and walk to the table.
   I sit down and open the paper bag, there're a packed lunch, a knife and a fork, I open the packed lunch and start eating the mixture of rice, beans and small cubic pieces of dried meat. It's very good though, a bit too salty but good, definitely better than that event's food... Selene has such a good heart, I wish I could have a heart like hers... Even though she does some questionable things, like lying about being my girlfriend to enter, but not gonna lie, I kinda liked that...
   It's not like I'm falling in love, but I would like to date her, treat her like a queen, call her my girlfriend, be all hers...
   Shock.
   I need to stop thinking about this now, it's not the best moment and I don't wanna come back to that shocking event... I'll analyze Selene's DNA to forget about this until she wakes up.

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   Hum... It's like I blinked, but I know it's not just a few seconds... I open my eyes and see Miguel coming, he says with a soft voice:
   - Hello, cariño...
   - Hey... - I say with a husky voice as I try to get up, he grabs my hand and helps me get out of the machine. Such a gentleman... I look at my shoulder and it's like it was never hurted..! - oh...
   - See..? A brand new shoulder - I look at the machine.
   - That thing is very helpful...
   - It really is... - I walk to sit on the table, he follows me - and also, since your DNA is tracked in the machine, I could do some analysis and founded out some interesting things...
   - Which things..? - I raise an eyebrow curious, he stands in front of me.
   - Well - he shows some holograms with info - your DNA is really 50/50, half is human and the other one is similar to human but it shares 25% of it with bats... You have a great immunologic system and don't need as much vitamin D as humans, but on the other hand, you're very sensitive to sunlight but somehow you don't have high chances of developing skin cancer or any other types of cancer, specially considering that the tips of your telomeres wear slower than humans, which also helps you live longer...
   - Hum... - and Van Helsing's experiment is basically that telomer shit... - Anything else..?
   - You have tendencies for high blood pressure and some genes which may cause some chronic disease, but it's still very unclear to me... It doesn't seem to cause you any harm now...
   - It's the gene of the curse... - I look to him though the hologram - it haven't caused me any physical harm in all these years, quite the opposite, I was able to use it in my favor, and I don't know why... - I look away. My uncle died because of this, I don't wanna be the next one...
   - It's fine... - he turns off the hologram and puts a strain of hair behind my ear - what matters is that you're fine... - I smile. He look so cute and kissable right now... He kisses me out of nowhere, my eyes wide but I slowly close them as I kiss him back. He pulls away - your food was great, a bit too salty, but still good...
   - Hum... - I rest my arms over his shoulder, coming closer to his face, now I noticed his clothes are very fancy... I remember that receptionist asked me if I was a guest to some sort of event... - Miguel, were you at a party..?
   - A company event.
   - Ah... - it must be a very important thing... - Am I wasting your time..? Talking about... I don't know, money, must be more important than me...
   - No..! It's the total opposite, I prefer be with you in silence than there with all those futile super rich talking about business - he pets my head, I smile - besides, I'm curious on why did you get into a fight with some criminals...
   - Well, long story short, I was trying to find out more things about Helior, so my contacts told me about a criminal group who he probably had a relation with, and he did, but he somehow betrayed them and they tried to kill him, but he survived.
   - Which group?
   - Mamba Negra, it's a mafia... A vampire mafia - I grab my camera inside the coat and turn it on.
   - Vampire..?
   - Yes, and they don't like half vampires and humans who have relationships with vampires, I still don't know why, and Helior is half vampire who I think tricked them,  almost got killed by Mamba and now it's kidnapped vampires for money... Here... - show him the images, he analyzes them.
   - Hum... Selene, when I found out Helior was a paid criminal, Xina told me that the cryptographic system he uses is also used among the 3dg3ru7n3r2, and considering these contracts, now we know that they were and are connected..!
   - Hum... - I still feel like something is missing... And also... I go get that thing that came off my shoulder and show it to Miguel - this came off my shoulder after I got shot... - he looks at it.
   - This seems like a microchip... - he grabs it and analyzes it - I'll take care of this later... - he puts it in his pocket.
   - Right... - I mumble and hug him, he hugs me back.
   I like the warmth, I like him, maybe more than I should... He makes my world brighter, my life more weightless, my days better...
   - Mi cariño... - he nuzzles into my neck and starts to kiss it, giving me little shocks when his lips meet my skin - mi corazón... Mi amor... Eres tan preciosa para mí... Moriría por ti, mataría por ti, de cualquier manera, un honor para mí... - I don't understand a shit of what he's saying, but I think it's cute... What about....
   - Tu es si spécial que je veux que tu meures quand tu ressembles à un raisin, dans un lit douillet, entouré des gens que tu aimes... Même si je ne suis pas inclus... - I mumble back.
   - Y si te vas, quiero ir contigo...
   - Et si tu meurs, je veux mourir avec toi... - I reach out to hold his hand, his hand it's the same size as mine, but very soft and smooth with thick fingers, while mine aren't that smooth and my fingers are thinner and longer... He intertwines his fingers on mine, caressing my hand with his thumb.
   - You always make my days better... - he looks at me with those beautiful crimson eyes behind those dark glasses.
   - You do too... - I caress his hair - you're one of the best things that has ever happened to me... - I nuzzle into his neck, he pulls me closer by my waist, I kiss his neck. It's very muscular but the skin is so soft...
   - Please... - he says under his breath.
   - What..? - I mumble back with a smirk.
   Before he can respond, something starts to make a noise, and it's his Gizmo, someone is calling. He accepts the call and a male voice says:
   - Mike, stop making out with your girlfriend and get your ass back here.
   - Ok... - Miguel replies a bit angry and ends the call - why doesn't he jump off the top of the building like those guys in '29?
   - Wait until the Wall Street crash again - I say as I pet his shoulder, he sighs.
   - I'm sorry...
   - It's ok, pookie... - I pet his head, he smiles slightly and gives me a quick kiss.
   - Wish me luck..! - he waves goodbye as he walks out of the lab, I wave back with a smile until the door closes and I stay here, alone...
   Oh, my solitue... I miss him a bit... I should go to the restroom to clean up my mind... I walk out of there to that restroom, I do what I need to do and when I go wash my hands and there's a familiar figure standing in front of the mirror, fixing her makeup... Henrietta Van Helsing... Oh shit... I feel paralyzed, like I'm in front of Death itself... I didn't know someone smaller and less stronger could make me feel such fear... The name stained with the blood of thousands of innocents gives me this fear...
   - Is anything wrong, Miss..? - she looks at the thought the mirror.
   - Nothing... - I mumble and go wash my hands, they're shaking a bit. I cannot show my fangs, my eyes might screw me over...
   - Nice eyeliner by the way - she comments.
   - Thanks... - I mumble - nice outfit...
   - Oh, thank you, miss..?
   - Selene...
   - I'm Henrietta... Also, you have the name of a Greek Goddess...
   - Really?
   - Yes, the Goddess of the Moon, Selene.
   - Wasn't that Diana?
   - No, no... Diana, or Artemis, was a lunar entity, while Selene was not only the moon itself, but the Goddess as well.
   - Hum... Nice to know...
   - See you around - she walks out of the restroom as I look at my wet pale hands. Cold hands.
   It wasn't as bad as I thought, sometimes I forget my enemies are people just like me, they feel have interests, they feel pain and have lifes, but their ideas are so fucking torn that make others, just like them, suffer... They don't see me as an equal inside those little sick minds...
   I'm sorry Miguel, but I think I'll go back home. Today was a very intense day.