Yours? (MxM)

Chapter Seventeen: But, Maybe Not, for a Halfie

Alistair
I watched in horror and shock as Camden's legs wobbled, before he collapsed to the ground, smacking his skull against the marble floor.

I ran to him, cradling his head in my lap. My fingers becoming painted in his blood. "Oh my god." I checked the injuries on his head, my stomach churning at the thought of the worst.

"Take him to the infirmary, Alistair." Oliver's hand landed on my shoulder. "Macaire will help you with him." I lifted Camden's body, propping his head against my chest. "The door has a red cross on it, not hard to miss!" Alucard shouted from behind me.

Even the elevator seemed to take too long, he was losing blood--and fast. The elevator stopped, finally, and I sprinted down the hall and kicked down the infirmary door.
"Judas priest!" A blond vampire was roughly thrusting in and out of a moaning incubus. The incubus and I locked eyes. "M-maîtriser, we have a patient. "
The vampire groaned. "Je m'en fous. Damn, how are you so tight?" The incubus rolled his eyes. "Don't you smell the blood? This is important, Macaire!" The vampire lifted an eyebrow at him, making the incubus lower his eyes. "Maîtriser."
The vampire groaned again. "A few more seconds, alright?" I turned around to let them do their thing. There was a grunt and a squeal, and clothes rustling.
"Finally!" The vampire rolled his eyes. "I'm doctor Dubois. Who's the patient?" I placed Camden on an operation table. "Camden Silver."

"Ah, the rich boy." He pulled on rubber gloves. "Get me my tools, pet." The incubus ran off and grabbed a cart full of medical supplies.
"Is he okay?" Oliver walked in, with Alucard, Mika, and a few others I didn't recognize.
Macaire's eyes flitted to the group. "His head was just bleeding a little, there seems to be no internal bleeding, but there is a fracture. He's going to have to get surgery. "
My heart dropped. "Will he be alright?" I whimper. "Hopefully. We need to check his blood first, it smells...strange."
I watched as he took a syringe full of blood from Camden's arm. "I need to get this checked out. Drinking it, depending on what's in it, could be harmful to me."
"Please," I pleaded. "Make it fast." A man stepped up from the crowd. "I can have it done in 3.2675 seconds." I gasped. "You're the guy with the weird voice at the council!"
He gave me a blank look. "Asshat, I had to get a robotic voice box from an accident I had when I was little." He bumped his hip hard into me, almost toppling me, and took the syringe.
"ARIA." A busty woman with long blonde hair appeared above him.
"Analyze this." Her eyes glowed.
"This tube contains human blood and trace amounts of zartiathine. "
The doctor sucked his teeth, while my eyebrows furrowed. "What is that? Zaria--zartia...?"
"Its a poison deadly enough for supernaturals, but not so much humans." Mika replied. "...So for a full blooded vampire, it would be deadly...but, maybe not, for a Halfie." Adonis finished.
"Adonis! Where do you learn such dirty language?" Oliver fumed. A halfie is a derogatory term for a halfling/hybrid, in the supernatural world. I'm afraid many aren't fond of them.
"Your son has the mouth of a sailor, my lord." Elias smirked, grinding himself down on Adonis.
"Gotta blast! Good luck!" Adonis sang, being dragged away by the naughty boys.
Everyone soon cleared the room. "Alistair," Oliver cooed. "I'm terribly sorry something like this happened in my kingdom. I swear we will find this perpetrator and put them to rest." He slit open his hand, and I, in turn, did the same.
"You have my word. "