Undying Reminiscence

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Draven fought against his bonds, desperately trying to break free. He tried to get closer to me, his eyes filled with grief and fear. "No, no, no, no," he muttered under his breath. "This can't happen, not like this, not to you..." Benevolent chuckled softly as she watched the scene unfold, enjoying the emotional turmoil on the faces of Draven's parents and Draven himself.

Draven finally managed to burst free from his ropes, the force of his strength snapping the bonds holding him back. He lunged forward, moving quickly next to me as I lay on the ground. His gaze was filled with a mixture of determination and compassion as he reached out to gently lift my body into his arms. His hands trembled slightly as he tenderly cradled me, his eyes taking in the horrific sight of the stake protruding from my chest.

"Draven, bite her. Turn her into one of us before she dies," Hyde exclaimed.

Draven looked up at Hyde's exclamation, his expression torn between grief and reluctance. The thought of turning me into a vampire, of condemning me to the same cursed life he and his parents led, filled him with hesitation. But the sight of me lying in his arms, my life force slowly draining away, forced his hand. He could not bear to lose me, to watch me slip away into death. He loved me too much to allow that to happen.

With a deep breath, Draven leaned down, his face just above my own. His fangs extended, gleaming white against the darkness. He gently cupped my face, his touch as tender as possible, as he prepared to bite down. His words were a gentle promise, whispered against my skin. "I love you. I'm so sorry, but I can't lose you. I just can't."

With that, Draven's fangs sank into the soft flesh of my neck, as gently as possible, as he began the process of transforming me into a vampire. As Draven's fangs penetrated my skin, I felt a flood of sensations wash over my body. The transformation was swift and intense, the pain merging with an exhilarating rush of power and vitality.

My fingers dug into the back of Draven's neck, my new fangs instinctively sinking into his flesh as I instinctively clung to him. At that moment, I felt a profound sense of belonging, of coming home, as my body embraced its new undead state.

Draven's own body stiffened at the feel of my fangs sinking into his flesh, a mixture of pain and surprised pleasure coursing through him. His own eyes widened as he felt the connection between the two of us deepen, the bond between sire and fledgling forming intensely.

He held me tightly against him, his arms wrapping around me in a protective embrace, as he felt the transformation within me begin to take hold. The pain from my new fangs in his flesh was almost insignificant compared to the relief and elation he felt at knowing I would no longer be on death's doorstep.

Hyde and Blair finally broke free from their bonds, their faces set with determination. As Hyde shifted into his vampire mode, his body contorting into a more menacing form, Benevolent's expression shifted from arrogance to fear. She recognized the threat in Hyde's transformation, sensing that it was a battle she couldn't win.

Benevolent tried to retreat, to find a way to escape, but Hyde was too quick for her. He lunged forward with supernatural speed, closing the distance between them in the blink of an eye. Within a split second, Hyde had Benevolent pinned against the wall, his hands gripping her shoulders in a vice-like hold. She struggled futilely against his strength, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and fear.

Hyde's eyes glowed with a fierce intensity as he looked down at Benevolent, a cruel smile playing at the corners of his lips. "You thought you could use us, toy with us, without consequences?" he growled. "You underestimated our strength, and now you'll pay the price."

Benevolent tried to struggle, her voice filled with defiance. "You think you have won?" She spat, her eyes darting back and forth as she tried to find a way out of her predicament. "You have no idea what you're dealing with. I will never be defeated!"

I mumbled something "Your daughter, Margot misses you-"

Benevolent's face registered a moment of surprise, her eyes widening at your mumbled words. But as soon as you mentioned her daughter's name, her expression hardened. "How dare you speak of her?" She hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "You don't know anything about us, about me!"

But beneath her anger, there was a hint of vulnerability, a flash of pain in her eyes. My mention of her daughter, Margot, had struck a nerve, reminding her of the life she had left behind. Her shoulders slumped slightly, her body tensing as she fought against the emotions that threatened to overwhelm her. But Benevolent was a proud woman, determined not to show any sign of weakness, especially not in front of me and the others.

She forced her face back into a haughty expression, her eyebrows knitting together in a defiant glare. "My daughter is none of your concern," she snapped, her voice edged with bitterness.

Hyde, still holding Benevolent firmly in place, began to speak, his voice cold and commanding. "You have caused enough pain and suffering for your selfish desires," he said, his eyes glowing with a mix of anger and authority. "It's time to end this."

Hyde's grip tightened on Benevolent's shoulders, his fingers digging into her flesh with superhuman strength. Benevolent winced in pain, her expression hardening even further as she tried to resist his hold.

Hyde leaned in closer to Benevolent, his face mere inches away from hers, as he prepared to end her life. His expression was cold and determined, all traces of mercy or pity gone as he focused on carrying out his grim task.

His fangs glistened in the dim light as he opened his mouth, aiming for the exposed flesh of Benevolent's neck. With a swift and decisive movement, he plunged his fangs into her flesh, biting down viciously.