Ally was sitting in the kitchen having a bowl of cereal at 2 in the afternoon since there was nothing else to do. It was hard keeping herself occupied these days for some reason. Being cooped up in the house was making her antsy. She couldn’t figure out why she couldn’t sit still at home, but could at the hospital. Perhaps it was because most hospital days drained her of energy from the healings she had to do.

Blade was in his room she figured. He seemed to be avoiding her lately in her opinion and she couldn’t figure out why. What had she done to make him not want to be around her anymore?

”Blade! You want a bowl of cereal while it’s out?” She shouted out so he could hear her from his closed bedroom.

Blade was, indeed, avoiding her quite a bit. He was still a bit mentally shook up and confused about that whole ordeal. So, yeah, Blade is hiding out in his room doing nothing much. Yes, he has finally started to refer to the room as his since it is where he sleeps and such. It looks like he’s going to be there for quite a while so he might as well try to settle in at least a little bit even if he’s not feeling the most comfortable being there.

He’s sitting on his bed doodling in his sketch pad. Blade likes to doodle. He’s teaching himself how to draw. It’s something he actually likes to do. No one knows that yet though. He’s not told anyone. He’s wearing a pair of baggy jean shorts. Faded black in color. If they weren’t baggy, they would go to just above his knees. But they are baggy and thus come down a bit below his knees. Dark red boxers can be seen over the top of where the waist band of his shorts sit. He’s not wearing a shirt and doesn’t have any shoes on. There’s no need for them since he’s just hanging out in his room.

His head lifts as he hears his name called. He gets off his bed and goes to open his door a little. “No thanks,” he says and goes back to his bed to continue doodling. He leaves his door open just a little. Enough to be able to hear out there better. “I’m not hungry.”

”Okay.” She said rather melancholy. Why was he avoiding her so much lately? It was rather distressing to her.

Finishing her bowl of cereal she cleaned it out in the sink and then put the bowl away as well as the box of cereal. Ally was actually wearing a pair of white jean shorts and a white tank top today. She had forgotten she had them as they had been hiding in an area of her closet that she normally did not go to for clothes. Feet were bare for the same reason as Blade had; they were in the house and no reason to wear them.

Walking over to his door that was left open she peeked inside. ”Are you mad at me?” So blunt.

He heard her walking towards his room. Then she asked her question.

“No,” he answered without looking up from what he was doing. “Why?”

”Because you’ve been avoiding me. Have I done something wrong?” She remained standing in the doorway instead of coming in. Eyes glanced down to see he was drawing. That was something she’d never seen him do before.

He shrugged slightly and continued drawing. What was he supposed to say? ‘Yeah you scared the shit out of me the other day cause I could hear everything from inside Greg’s room.’ No. He wasn’t going to just come right out and say that. No way.

“I dunno. Just haven’t felt like doing much but hangin' out here doing my own thing.”

”Oh.” With that she gloomily left his doorway and shut the door behind her. Walking down the opposite hallway she went to her room and shut the door. Getting Casey out of her cage she laid down on her bed and pet the sleeping puppy.

He still didn’t look up from his drawing as he heard her close his door and leave. He hopes she doesn’t expect him to get up and go after her. That’s not something he would do at all. That’s not Blade. Even though he’s not really been being himself at all lately, he’s still not going to get up and go after her.

The day continued to pass and he was now very nearly finished with his drawing. A smile was actually on his face as he continued.

She had sat in her room for a while and eventually took Casey out for a walk. Coming back inside she let Casey off the leash and the puppy went straight for Blade’s room instead of heading for Ally’s. Like a puppy would actually want to go back to their cage.

The puppy was scratching on the door, sticking it’s butt up in the air and wiggling it furiously with her stubby tail. A playful yip came from her. Ally sat down on the ground and leaned against the wall near the dining room and watched the puppy scratch at the door and see if Blade would come. If not she would go get the puppy in a little bit.

“Better get your dog. Greg won’t be happy if it scratches up the door,” he calls from inside his room.

He really was being stubborn. With a soft whistle the puppy came over to her and began licking her face. However she pet the dog to calm her down so she could think and eventually the puppy went back to sleep.

She hit her head against the wall and tried to figure out why he was staying in his room so much. Sure he needed his space, but it had been a few days that he’s been ignoring her now.

”You can’t stay in there forever.” She shouted.

He hears her call her dog and the scratching stops. He sure hopes that he doesn’t get in trouble if there are any scratches on it. He’s been doing a decent job of not pissing Greg off too badly. That was a good thing.

He’s getting closer and closer to having his picture finished. He frowns as he hears her shouting at him. “I can if I want to,” he replies back. He doesn’t shout.

Nose wrinkled at his reply and she got up and walked to his room and opened the door. ”It’s no fun to stay alone for so long. Believe me I know.” Without asking him permission of not she comes in his room and sits down on the floor along the wall.

”What are you drawing anyways?”

He finally glances up from his drawing as his door opens and frowns. “¿Usted no sabe golpear?” he mutters knowing full well she can’t understand what he’s saying. “I’ve been alone all my life. Ain’t bothered me none.” His frown deepens as she walks in and sits on the floor. He drops his gaze back down to his drawing and continues working on it without answering her.

((Don't you know how to knock?))

She disregards his statement about him being fine on his own and being alone. Ally could think of one night in particular that he went out and had an unpleasant encounter with an Incubus. But she wasn’t about to bring that touchy subject up again.

”Something’s bothering you. Why won’t you talk to me anymore?” A frown adorned her face as well.

“I’ve been busy,” is all that comes from him. He continues working on his drawing.

”Busy sulking in this room. You don’t go anywhere. Neither of us go anywhere so how can you be busy?” Her voice was more agitated at this point with the way he was acting.

“No me estoy enfurruñando,” he says without looking up. “It’s quite possible to be busy without having to go outside of my room,” he says flatly. “As you can see, I am busy right now.”

Eyes flared blue at that point out of agitation. She stood up rather abruptly and glared at him. ”No wonder you never had any real friends. All you do is stay by yourself. You can see where that got you the other night. You wouldn’t even be sitting here right now if I hadn’t healed you.” Of course she was royally pissed at the moment so she wasn’t even considering what she was saying. With that she turned and headed out the door, slamming it behind her and actually cracking the door at the hinges though surprisingly it stayed on. No doubt Gregory might ask about that later. She went and sat on the couch in a huff.

“I had plenty of friends,” he shot back at her. “And who cares if all I do is stay by myself. I happen to like being by myself,” he says without looking up.

You can see where that got you the other night.

“Shut up!” he shouts at her at that point. He was just trying to ignore her but that comment got him. He hears the breaking sound from his door. “Fuck... I ain’t gettin’ in trouble for you breakin’ my door!”

”Friends that treated you poorly!” She spat back. Her eyes were still glowing brighter by the minute the more he fueled her anger as she sat on the couch.

Shut up. She hit a nerve.

”You seem to being doing enough of that for the both of us.” She shouted back. ”Why should I care if you get in trouble or not.” Obviously nice Ally was too far gone to realize what she was saying anymore. If this kept up for long Blade better hope that Gregory gets home soon before she does anything stupid.

“¡Cierre para arriba! No cuido lo que usted piensa. Eran mis amigos. Tomaron el cuidado de mí,” he spat through the closed door. “Por lo menos sabían cuándo dejar me sola y mierda. No puede decir igual para usted.” Ally may not be able to understand what he’s saying but, obviously, whatever he’s saying it isn’t entirely nice nor is he saying it in a nice way.


((¡Cierre para arriba! No cuido lo que usted piensa. Eran mis amigos. Tomaron el cuidado de mí. = Shut up! I don't care what you think. They were my friends. They took care of me.

Por lo menos sabían cuándo dejar me sola y mierda. No puede decir igual para usted. = At least they knew when to leave me alone and shit. Can't say the same for you.))

Indeed she didn’t know what he was saying, but just the way he was saying it only made her angrier. The small glow started to form around her now as she stood back up and walked back to his door. Casey had woken up and seeing Ally the way she was immediately caused her to run back to her cage and lay down whimpering. Animal’s were quite the smart creatures even when they didn’t act like it at times. Couldn’t say the same for people.

”So how did it feel? Getting the life sucked out of you in a horrible way.” Her tone was uncaring and menacing. A smirk on her face as she opened the door. Obviously we all know who’s in charge now. It seemed like the littlest arguments were causing her to make more frequent visits. She leaned up against the wall by the door.

“Get... Out... Of... My... Room...” he growls at her. “I don’t want you in here. You have no business being in here. Get out.”

”It’s your room for now perhaps.” Time for some playing. ”Sure Gregory gave it to you when you butted into our lives. And now even he is screwed up with his own demonic possession. He’s not really Gregory which means you weren’t really invited into this home. Same with that stupid dog.” She walked in and started pacing around his bed.

”Of course I guess I should thank you and him for coming in and screwing up the routine. Otherwise I may not have been able to come out as much as I have lately.” A hand reached out and stroked his cheek with the back of her hand.

He slaps her hand away from his face. “Don’t fuckin’ touch me,” he says between grit teeth. “Don’t you ever fuckin’ touch me again. Get out. I don’t want you in here.”

”My we have a mouth for such a young age. No doubt those punk friends of yours taught you that.” She moved her hand away with a huge eerie grin on her face as he hit it away. She’d let that slide for now. After all she wasn’t done tormenting him yet with words. Eyes were a brilliant blue, the glow around her was steadily growing brighter the more she made the other angry.

”I’ll get out when I want. After all I made the money that bought this boring house. I’ll do whatever I please with each room and go where I please.” She sat down on the bed next to him and leaned back on her hands still looking at him.

”So I hear Incubus are quite feisty. Care to give me the full details?” Of course she was saying it just to piss him off even more.

Ignore it Blade. Just ignore it. She’s trying to push your buttons. Ignore it and it’ll go away. Right?

“Fuck off,” he says in a detached tone. He gets off his bed and starts to walk towards the bedroom door.

Her grin only widened however she wasn’t done yet. Rather quickly she moved around the bed and stood in front of the doorway so he couldn’t leave.

”Did I say you could leave yet? Shame on you.” She made the same gesture with her index finger as a mother makes when scolding their child. She’d done the same thing to Gregory a few days ago.

Reaching out she grabbed him by the throat and started sucking life from him.

Something prickled at the edges of Mac's senses. He deliberately tuned the body he wore into what was happening.

His boy, something was attacking.....Ally was draining his boy. He dropped the patient chart he had been writing on and simply seemd to wander away from his task in a daze. None of the interns were wiling to say anything to him though.

He went to the exit and probed the city.....Vivienne.....where was Vivienne? Ah ha, he'd found her. Slowly while she was unaware he began to draw on her energy.

He began speaking the words of a spell, a spell called blood wings.

It did not take him long to form them. he would need the speed they could give him in order to reach Blade.

Once they were ready he took flight. Not caring what sort of witnesses he left in his wake.

He landed on the lawn with out a sound and stormed into the front door it popped loose from the hinges and cartwheeled throught the living room. His rage should be palpable. Now he prepaed to be able to draw on the rest of the energy he'd need in order to be able to deal with Ally. The Energy he was leaving as a reserve in Viv. On his own he could only hope to achieve another stalemate with the angel, as he had before when he'd created the feedback loop with her.

He stormed into the room and grabbed her by her own throat. Let her attack him now. He picked her up and threw her with all his might, not the might of his corporeal body, but the might of his magic being.

She flew at a sickening angle and continued to sail through the air until she seemed as if she'd be stopped by a wall. She sailed right through that too. Landing with a sickening thud and at a sickening angle.

The being known a Macsen began to draw power form the angel, he expected retaliation, he was eager for it. He had a plan.....

When he had gotten up off the bed, his already sagging shorts sagged down a bit more. Showing about two inches of the top of his red boxers. He had a feeling that she wasn’t going to let him out of the room that easily. He was far too angry to be scared at the moment though. “I don’t need your permission to do anything. You’re not my boss little girl,” he spat at her.

He was already starting to feel that same weird feeling that had come over him both at the trailer and when the incubus was harassing him. This time it felt different though. It wasn’t coming about out of fear. No. Not this time. It was because of being pissed. Pissed at her for the shit she was saying to him. Shit that was just downright rude coming from her.

He wasn’t, however, expecting what happened next to happen. Her hand was around his throat and he was starting to slowly feel weak. What the fuck was this? He opened his mouth but nothing came out as he heard the front door crashing open. Crashing open my ass. The damn thing flew off it’s hinges. And then Greg was there. At least Blade thinks it’s Greg. The girl is no longer holding onto his throat but is flying through the air as Greg yanks her from him and throws her across the room.

Blade’s eyes open wide and a whimperish sound escapes from him. Something in his mind tells him to move. To get away. To go and hide in Greg’s room. But he’s frozen it seems. Frozen in place. Not literally mind you. It’s just... he can’t seem to get himself to move from the spot he’s still standing in. He’s confused. So terribly fucking confused. Especially since he still doesn’t entirely believe in magic. What a terribly tragic situation.

She was grinning savagely as she watched him get weaker. ”I don’t believe you realize who you are messing with little boy.” She spat back. The energy drain felt good until she was suddenly flying through the air. The wall indeed didn’t stop her and she went sailing through the wall and landed out on the front lawn as the wood from the walls shattered. What the hell?

The little girl laid there for a moment trying to comprehend what just happened. Finally she started to move around and stood back up glaring where she just went sailing through to see Gregory standing there. Eyes were glowing a blood red now instead of it’s normal somewhat passive blue.

”Somebody wants to play rough today.” Wings furled out behind her as this Ally finally learned how to get them out without the other half’s help. The extra energy was also helping quite a bit as well.

The girl flew back into the house right at Gregory and surprisingly stopped and stood on the bed as she glared down at him.

”You may have surprised me last time, but it won’t work again.” She snarled back as she quickly was down and standing in front of him now and grabbing him by the arm once more and rather than drawing energy was attempting to crush it in her grasp.

It does indeed crush in her grasp but it seems to give him more energy. It's the nature of his Link with Viv. This is after all what he made Vivienne for. The damage seems to regenerate as quickly as it is forming. The cold hollow laugh comes, "Stupid girl. Very stupid." He snatches his arm away from her. Bored with her attempt. He backhands her, knocking her to the floor, and breaking her nose.

Poor Blade. This poor kid can’t seem to win for nothin’, can he? He had been in his room working on another drawing and this is what it all turned out to be. Something tells him though that this time is going to be far worse than several days ago. His gaze moves wildly between Ally and Greg before his body is finally able to move. Where does he go? Where do you think he goes? Right for Greg’s room of course.

She was pleased with the cracking noise though it was quickly erased by the smack across her face and then she fell to the ground. Nose was bleeding however it didn’t phase her. Her body was immediately healing the injury as she got back up and stood glaring at Greg.

”You’re the foolish one for barging in on the situation.” Drawing on stored energy she slams a fist into his stomach and collects energy from him as well upon impact of her fist.

He laughs and rips the energy back away from her. He smacks her again and again and again. Raining a series of quick furious blows on her. Once she's down he begins to kick her mercilessly.

Having energy ripped from you is definitely not a wonderful feeling. As he hits her and she falls to the ground yet again she actually emitted a snarl as he started kicking her. Body healed itself each time after she was kicked and finally she grabbed one of his kicking legs and pulled it towards her to knock him off balance and then turned the leg in an awkward angle to break it.

He gives it a shake and it is as it was. He crouches down and picks her up by her face. He holds her in place and slaps her over and over with all his might while he does it.

Legs are kicking furiously underneath her as he picks her up by the face however she’s drawing energy from him as his flesh is touching hers in the process. Hands come up to grab hold of one his arms. The beating was distracting, but she focused and moved her hands in opposite directions to break his arm this time.

He laughs softly, but this time doesn't resist what she's doing.