sold

turned without a choice

Under heavy eye lids, he moved his eyes rapidly back and forth trying to open them.
Finally succeeding, type felt weighted, opening his eyes, everything was blurry, he felt so weak.
Tharn cocked his head to the side still pating his head.
"See your awake."
Type lightly whimpered to gulp with a dry throat.
"Nnn... Wa...... Water......."
Tharn smirked.
"That is not what you are really wanting right now type."
Type breathed in and out shallowly then shaky. He closed his eyes, to keep gulping.
"Am.....am.....I...... Dying?"
Tharn patted his head with slow Strokes.
"Yes. I took enough blood to keep you weak, however that infection has gone to your blood stream, making its way to your heart. Soon you shall be weathering in pain."
Type breathed in deep, feeling more and more weak and started to feel numb.
"Rather......... Die..... Then....."
Tharn rolled his eyes to take that hand up to bite into his wrist, to place it before him eyeing.
"You act has if you have a choice, has I told you in the forest, you are going to be turned for your strength and strong will I wish to have to myself."
Type signed weakly.
"Selfish..... Piece of..... Just let me...... Die....."
Tharn lightly chuckled.
"No."
Taking his wrist down, he placed it in front of types face, opening his eyes, inhaling a slight sweet smell, he didn't know why but he was wanting to taste.
Shaking his head in disgust, he didn't know how but with his remainder of strength, he pushed himself away to lay to his back to the limo to look to the roof, breathing shallowly.
Tharn leaned forward to cup his hands.
"That...... Right there..... Is what I am wanting and desiring from you type naraki."
Shakily bringing up his hand he flipped off the vampire.
Narrowing his eyes, tharn got up, to sit upon him, to take a hand to his finger to slightly bend to the side.
Type weakly turned his head to eye and to whimper in pain.
Tharn placed his other hand to his chin to move it forward.
Types eyes started to drift, he was starting to go under.
Tharn rolled his eyes to let go of his hand that fell to the side limply.
He then leaned back to raise his wrist, that he had to re bite into, to hover, type groaned, he tried to fight but couldn't, all his strength was gone.
Tharn made him open his mouth to have droplets of blood hit the inside.
Types head started to move up, he wanted more.
Tharn smirked.
Taking his wrist down, type couldn't fight against the sweetness, has it dripped into his mouth going to his unquenched throat.
Somehow, he was able to fell his hands, taking them up, he placed one to his forarm the other wrapped itself around his wrist to consume.
Mentally type was screaming, stop it! What are you doing! Let go!
However, his body couldn't stop itself.
Tharns lips parted to moan a bit.
Types body then started to quiver and shake, he squeezed his eyes tightly shut.
Moving away, type then lifted his head back to scream and grunt, his hands to his side balled into fists, his breathes Came out heavily and hoarse, his body bucked up.
Tharn sitting, eyed his leg, that was starting to heal to remove the splint.
"Aaaaah God damn it! Don't fucking touch me you shitty, piece of fucking God damn......mmmmm!"
Tharn cocked his head to go to the window to lower to throw the parts out, to then place it up, sitting, he wrapped his arms around his body watching type scream in pain.
Whimpering, type was feeling everything. To his side, he was about to move his arms to wrap them around his body.
"What is..... Aaaaaaah! Happening to me!"
Tharn leaned his head to the side.
"You are becoming a half breed vampire. This process will be longer then most since your body is repairing itself."
Type whimpered.
"Why..... Why couldn't you let me die........mmmm!"
Tharn then looked to the side, eyeing his medicines for humans.
Going to it, he took out a syringe that was filled with a pain killer then he looked to type, getting up, he kneeled.
Type flinched away.
"Stay..... Away..... You..... Fucking.....bastard!"
He shuttered.
Tharn raised an eye brow.
"Inside of this...... Is a very powerful sedative, that could render you unconscious until this process is done. However, if you want to keep up with that vulgarity, I'll let you wather in pain."
Type gulped to breathe heavily to eye the syringe, he hated needless but this, what he was experiencing was excruciating.
Tharn looked to type.
"What shall it be?"
Type laid his head to the floor, to shake.
"Mmm.......... Please..... I'm......"
Type gritted his teeth to close his eyes.
"Sorry......"
Tharn smiled to place it into his arm, to give him the full dose.
Type started to feel numb.
Tharn threw the empty syringe to the side, to then gather him into his arms to look down at him.
Types head went to the side with a scowl.
"Fucking.......dip...... vampire..... Son of a...... Don't........ Let...."
Type then feel under the effects of the sedation.
Tharn eyed him with a smile.
You are going to make one interesting half breed.
Breathing in deep, type dreamt of nothing, to then slowly open his eyes, to widen them. Peering them up he saw the vampire, to his back, looking to type without a shirt.
He immediately moved up, to look himself over, to gulp.
Why....... Am I...... Naked.....
Lifting the blanket he had a pair of shorts, couldn't tell if he had boxers.
Tharn didn't move, to then turn his head, to grab a knife, to then turn his head forward to cut into himself, he needed to feed his new creation.
Type tensed to freeze, turning his head, he eyed the blood his eyes shifted to a bright illuminating white color, his mouth started to salivate.
Hes body shook a bit coming into the reliazation.
"You...... Didn't...... Really....... Am I.....a....."
Tharn placed the knife back to turn his head to move his wrist closer to type, who turned his head fighting and hard against this.
Tharn lightly chuckled.
"You are now a half breed, and you need to fed. I wouldn't fight against your new instinct. Will only cause you more pain."
Type gripped the top of the blankets to shake and hard.
"You son of a........"
Type gritted his teeth and hard.
No! You don't want it! Don't....... But....
Turning his head, he couldn't fight anymore.
Moving closer, tharn leaned up, to take his wrist away, type twitched to part his lips.
"For what you have done, and kept me worried and concern over your well being, you need to beg half breed."
Types eyes widen.
"Are you........ Being fucking serious!"
Types body tensed, he was growing in anger.
Tharn raised his eye brow.
"Either beg or I leave......"
Type shook with wanting more blood and anger to eye the blood that was dripping down.
He gulped.
"Please....."
Bringing up his hands, he grabbed the arm to sink his new canines, to wince a bit has they came down, into tharns wrist to lap up the intoxicating liquid, types stomach then stopped clenching, has his body was turned, eyes closed.
Tharn laid his body to the head board, eyeing type.
"Mmm...... Good half breed...... Take what you need."
Type compiled even though he was shouting in his head.
God fucking damn it! Why did you do this vampire! Why!