The Box and the Protector

Nikki "watched" her foot rock back and forth off the stool. She was in her own little house that was more properly called a hide out. The steady hum of each jewel around her filled her up but it needed something more.

Well it always needed something more. She was never quiet satisfied with the music. It was never complete. Even so she wasn't about to rush off in search of a jewel that she didn't yet know of.

So instead she got up from the stool. Standing on the ground with her feet spread apart she took a moment for her to get used to what the stones were telling her. She counted the steps it took her to her room.

Changing in to clothes she wouldn't mind getting dirty. Blue jeans that rode low on her hips and an old t-shirt that might have had lettering at one time but was now blank and a pale washed out green. Throwing on a long coat that went all the way down to her knees she walked out of her house.

Smelling the clean air was always a bit strange. Not being able to ever see what made the smell. Though she identified it as the forested smell she was used to. The ground reached up and comforted her. Not really but it's music was comforting in it's old aged way.

The leaves crunched under her black commando boots. Really what did she care what she looked like. Nikki carried a cane but it never once touched the ground. It was for show it someone did happen to be out here. It was obvious she was blind. The scars that bordered her eyes and the fact that her eyes had that clouded wide eye look of the blind was pretty much a dead give away.

The tree's caressed her as she walked. Though she didn't hear them the ground defined them. Each branch defined by it's branches. No one would really ever be able to understand the way she saw things.

Color wasn't a factor. Just shapes and sound. Heck she knew she was beautiful. Her long curly raven black hair shimmered with blue and purple. Well she had been told that. Her body was the perfection of her kind. Vampire's were always at the height of perfection. Nikki wasn't exactly perfect though. Her eyes and face had always been a problem but men were easy to sway with it all.

They always thought they could use her because of her blindness. Oh how wrong thoughs men became when she kicked them to the curb with out a seconds remorse. Pushing the thoughts away she concentrated on where she was going. Building a mental map of a path for her self even before she took her steps forward. Her range was limited. A fault she didn't share easily.

Even so her way was practically paved as she walked. Listening to the birds and the crunch of leaves but most of all to the music that constantly played.

" Shut up. Dammit shut up!" A man screamed into the forest air as he slip to his knees. The forest floor was damp and cool but all Blaine could think about, no hear was the voices rumbling in his head. " I want blood" One screamed," I need Sex dammit" Another purred. Blaine beat on the side of his head with his large ball fist. All he wanted was the voice to stop their torment and let him think.

Blaine knew he looked like a disaster he had been in the woods since the explosion in the lab. What had happen was a bit of a blur. He knew he was back stabber tossed into a room shocked then voices. The voices filled his mind like a plague ready to eat at his flesh and devour him." Stop!Stop!STOP!" Blaine roar and fell further to the ground.

The wind rushed past him and the smell of a storm floated in the air but all of this was oblivious to him. HIs fingers dug into the soft earth and something rolled along under his skin. Blaine looked down at his chest and watched his skin pull and move. Face pushed at his body laughing, screaming, tormenting. Blaine screamed and tried to scratch the faces off his body. What the hell. He brushed harder and all the face did was move and laugh at him.

" Blaine o Blaine listen to us," A male voice cooed." You are our home our body. We are now one. Blaine are you listening?" the voice rumbled with anger and yelled at the faces," Stop you mess and get out of my way." The face stopped pushing at Blaine chest and his skin looked normal. Well he did not look like any normal man. His body was very well built and his face was almost angelic but blaine was far from an angel in truth he was a pure human. He was born a pure blood human rare and few in between but that was him. Things like this were not suppose to happen to a human. Maybe a demon or something.

Blaine staggered to his feet and over towards the small brook that was bubbling a few feet from him. " Good go to the water boy." the demon growled and at the same time purred in pleasure. Blaine went to his knees again in front of the brook and looked into the blue water. His dark brown eyes stared back. It was almost a weight had been lifted off his chest until the pale young face in the water changed to a creature. Blaine yelped and fell into the water.

Anger slapped himself in the head with a large paw and waited for the boy to get up again. What they hell was he in now some kid with a complex.' Let me talk to him Anger.' Lust cooed. Anger growled until the touch of death slid over his shoulder. Anger looked up at the dark angle and smirked.' Have fun with the thing. I hope it dies before long or I am going to go NUTS with you all in here with ME," Anger vanished slowly back into the depths of Blaine's soul and Death took over." Blaine listen." Death explained everything to the poor mortal. All Blaine could do was stare at the grim reaper in the water and wonder am I really awake.

Blaine rocked back off his knees and onto his rear. He looked up at the dead trees and sighed. Would one day he be like them? Dead but at the same time alie stuck in a place that no one can touch or help him escape? God he was only twenty.

Eonoe had been walking through the woods at this time, musing to himself. The world was in a very grave state, broken and fragmented. The humans were nearly wiped out, and there were very hard times ahead.

He carried with him a small leather-bound notebook, which he wrote things in. What he wrote in it, I'm not sure. I'm guessing it was the things he experienced and saw, and his own musings.

But he quickly shut the book. He heard a noise. Someone, out in the woods, in alot of trouble. Sounded like he was being attacked or going insane or the like. Well, he really felt he had to see what it was, see if he could help, or at least satisfy his curiosity. He peeked through the trees and saw a young man looking in the water, talking to himself...

No, not talking to himself. There was someone else talking to him. He stood and watched. He listened...

Dear God, the poor man... what forces of fate would conspire so against him? He walked up behind the man and stood there, his reflection visible in the water. He had to help him.

Something was disrupting things. Something big and it startled Nikki. Quickly she was up in a tree. With a jump she landed on another tree. Silent as the wind that had now picked up she settled on a branch above the brook. She hadn't come in time for the entire conversation she knew but the man staring at him self in the water was of no concern.

Instead her blank eyes focused on Eonoe. The ground around him sung such a different tune. It stung her and to her the world seem the shake though it was only the wind. Snagging in the branches shaking her. Nearly falling she gripped on to the branch but coupled with the strange man that the very earth sang a different tune for her mind suddenly took a back seat.

It wasn't thoughts it was actions. With a graceful leap she landed on top of the man and growled viciously. Her fingers dug with out mercy and with fast acting she started to take back control. She couldn't allow this.

Strangeness was not something that would harm her. Her arms loosened a finger at a time. It always seemed a child was controlling her and she quickly forced it away. Then with another leap she was back up in to the trees.

"Um, sorry. Just what the hell are you?" Something else though. The song bucked and stuttered. Something that wasn't supposed to be there. Her sightless gaze swept to the man by the brook. He wasn't supposed to be real. Wasn't supposed to be there. The stones around him scream but seemed utterly confused. He was human but something else as well.

Her eyes narrowed though it was involuntary from the time she could see. A hiss escaped her lips, "The stones the scream your torment." yet they didn't seem to not like him. More like he wasn't supposed to be this way. This was the strangest thing that had ever happened to her. More so then being a blind vampire.

Blood,anger, sex, torment, everything rushed Blaine. He looked up at the vampire and the man for a moment. It was all to much. His young weak mind broke and the demons faught to control him. Death backed away even though he was the grim reaper he was not like the rest of the crowd. He had a purpose other than evil. With a flick of his wings he sat inside of Blaine with his legs crossed and his eyes watching.

On the other hand his sort other half Anger was not so easy going and jump for the rush of blood and a good fight. Blaine bowed backwards in pain and screamed into the air. His flesh ripped from his body and bones snapped into places his human body had never been made to do. Blaine howled again but it was deeper more malicious. Black fur sprouted across his flesh and his face pulled forward but the sound of pain had faded form Blaine's muzzle like face and a deep laughter erupted.

" I am Anger." The creatures eyes widened in enjoyment as he moved forward. His prey sat before his like a two course meal what should he eat first. Anger liked his muzzle and a rumble rolled in his chest." Soft meat." He cooed as he looked at the woman then his head snapped so that he stared at the man," Or more of a fight?" Anger snickered with his head titled to the side.

Slowly almost calculatingly he raise his nose to the air and took a breath in." The soft first." His head snapped back and his glowing red eyes locked on the female. He smiled and before anyone could move Anger rushed her with speed not meant for such a bulky beast.

His teeth gnashed at her face as she claw like finger slashed at her soft stomach. He wanted to play with his toy as long as he could.

Eonoe jumped backwards as Blaine began to transform into the hideous monster that now stood before him. His mind raced. Eonoe wasn't adept at handling sudden danger, and now there was a monster that indicated it wanted to eat him. He had to be careful. He couldn't hurt the thing, that'd bring harm to the innocent. Also, there was the matter of the young woman, the vampire. She was his first target.

This raced through his mind as the monster lunged first at the woman, claws extended. Yet the claws ripped through nothing but air.

Eonoe had teleported her behind him in a flash of light. As for himself, he dropped into a defensive stance, two orbs of white light forming in the palms of his hands.

"Back." he spat harshly, his eyes narrowed, completely still. He guessed the monster would lunge at him first, but he had to be careful. No telling what might surprise him.

As for the vampire, he'd just trust she'd do what was smart. Whether that was to fight or to run away, he'd leave to her, unless she got in immediate danger again. For all he knew, she might be irked that he teleported her.

"What do you want?" he asked Anger. "You want to eat us?" he still remained still. His first instinct was to just blast the monster, but he couldn't do that. He didn't want to harm the host, not to mention the other consequences of such an action...

Besides, he was a pacifist.

Nikki wasn't angry that she was transported so suddenly behind the what ever he was. Instead she was completely disoriented. Even a moment of the blank space left her blinded. She blinked again mostly from muscle memory then the actual need too.

"Don't hurt him," She stated to the man grabbing his arm briefly. Vampire she may be but she remembered being human. Plus she wasn't thirsty.

The ground screamed in agony at his feet and she winced, "Blaine?" Her head snapped up and, again, her eyes focused on the thing she couldn't see. Even so he shimmered. The ground it's self was describing it for her. She was so tuned to it that an image of Blaine him self shimmered brokenly.

"Shit, he's messed up," Nikki stated the obviouse. Well it was kind of like she was trying to figure out what the heck to do, "His names Blaine if that's any help." She raised an eyebrow at "Anger" to see if this was true.

((Damn I totaly can't think now. lol))

Blaine screamed inside and tried to pull back the emotion f anger he barely understood what was happening other than he was about to eat someone. Eat someone was not on his list of things to do not by any means. " Help." He called and then a rushed of anger washed over him again. Messed up was he really no not at all. Anger growled and raised his muzzle into the air." Yes me sweet but I want to mess you up more." Anger growled at the woman and charged them once again.

His large hands smashed into the man and he tossed him aside so what if he was glowing wow a bright light what a amazing thing.. Not really but the man could think so. He went for the girl once more. His hackles rose up and he tackled her to the ground. His teeth dripped with saliva as he looked at her. The vampire would make a wonderful snack. He was about to bit into her when Blaine took over. A howl of pain swelled out of the man as he fell off of the girl and onto the ground. Bones snapped into place and a human was what was there. then darkness exploded around Blaine and a sense of peace rode his mind. He had won how he did not know may her voice or the realization of everything.

Blaine came to slowly and he looked up. " I am so sorry." he choked out as tears welled up in his eyes. What was he going to do? Would these people want to help him?

His names Blaine if that's any help.

"Huh?" Eonoe turned his head to look. Bad idea. Next instant he was flying in the air and landed with a painful thud on the ground. "Ughh..." he said, getting up slowly.

He looked back at where the monster had been. It had... subsided, and he was human again. A human in very bad condition. A bit of a wreck, broken down in tears. He walked towards the two quietly, clutching his side. A slight bruise there, nothing serious. Nothing compared to what this Blaine was enduring. Demonic possession of the worst kind.

"It's okay..." he said quietly.

Well, he'd have to do something about this. The man clearly needed help. Though he needed to be more careful about the demonic entities that dwelled in him. He needed to learn more about them so that he could defend himself and others from them. This incident was something of an embarrassment.

"Your name is Blaine?" he asked.

Nikki made a disgusted sound as slobber ran down her cheek. The weight wasn't so bad as it was suddenly gone. She got up disgruntled and wiped it off with a look of disgust on her face. She wiped off the dirt she knew was there and actually didn't see.

"If you wanted to tackle me you could have asked," She pointed out to Blaine, "I might have as you are kind of cute." She was trying to makes thing lighter. Of course she also couldn't see any ones face or him crying so it wasn't her fault. Plus he could have been ugly as well.

"Scratch that. Furry isn't exactly a turn on plus the screeching you make," she wrinkled her nose in a kind of cute way, "Don't even know how dragon what ever stands it. Wait, you are some kind of dragon right? You guys are seriously opposite."

She ran her fingers through her hair to catch the grass that was stuck there. Nikki obviously could take care of her self despite Dragon trying to keep her out of harms way. She sauntered over to Blaine and grabbed his chin. It looked as if she could totally see as she looked in to his eyes but it was muscle memory and maybe a little nudge from the screeching ground.

"I'm just fine. You on the other hand are far from it," then she back away shaking her head, "Peh I'll stick close to Dragon. Yours is quiet annoying and no I will not explain what I am hearing that you cannot." She walked until she stood beside Eonoe and gave him a fierce glare, "And no poofing me. That was seriously disorienting."