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I can't help myself from laying my head against Vidar's chest…to hear his heartbeat and reassure myself that he's still alive.

I know I shouldn't feel so attached to him but I do…when I saw the Shax Queen's stinger explode out of his back…my heart felt like it was lodged in my throat.

'Let me die.' Vidar's soft…peaceful sounding voice continues to play in my head and it fills me with heartache, the phantom feeling of his soft touch against my cheeks as he wipes away my tears sends phantom tingles throughout my body.

'Don't cry for me, I'm not worth it.' I hear Vidar's voice in my head again, 'You are to me Vidar…' I find myself replying back to his voice in my head as I sit upright and slide up my bed further and continue wiping away the beads of sweat on his forehead.

I find myself leaning downwards, and tilting my head so that my lips brush against Vidar's…they taste sweet even though my blood still stains them.

I lean back and my left hand comes up and starts caressing Vidar's cheek, Vidar's eyelids twitch but don't open but I pull my hand away even as pleasant trills run through me as my lips tingle.

'What is it about you that makes me feel like this for you…?' I ask in my head as my eyes drift over Vidar's bare muscular and scared body, the skin around where he was impaled is pink and new…while mental images of his beautiful blue gray eyes seem to haunt my mind.

"You're such an asshole." I mutter as I run my fingertips over the tender new flesh and try to avoid looking down towards his impressive and beautiful big balls and cock…that make a seelie's look small…and male seelie's are none for being well endowed masters of bedding…and carnal delights just as nymphs are.

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Vidar looks up at me in a way that broadcast his vulnerability and insecurity to me and I feel like teasing him but I resist as I help him rest his back against my big stuffed pillows that I use to sit up in bed, and I press myself against his side as he starts to continue telling me about himself and his family.

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"Oh there was this one girl right, totally an assassin…who dressed like a boy that had the hots for Jack and I both. So Jack and I decided that we'd just see how things went and we ended up on a treasure hunt for an apple of Eden which is actually a remnant of super advanced technology left behind by the near extinct precursors to humankind and my earth and the survivors turned into "gods" using energy created by human faith to sustain themselves, one of the "God King's son" actually stole this energy from them at some point giving people with the strongest DNA markers of the precursors the ability to use magic…witches…sorry I'm getting off topic." Vidar continues to tell me of his past before getting lost explaining things that show me how different our worlds are from one another.

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"And that's how I ended up here…truthfully I should have been shredded to atoms and scattered between dimensions…I don't know how I survived or made it here." Vidar says and my eyes that were starting to drift shut snap open as I turn to stare at him and find him completely at ease with talking about how he shouldn't be here.

'Breath Izzy he's been through a lot.' I tell myself gently while fighting the urge to snack and yell at him.

"I'm glad you're here…" I finally say as I find myself snuggling against his side as I fight to keep my eyes open.

"Jack sounds like a lot of fun, I hope I get to meet him some day." I whisper tiredly as I drift off to sleep, and barely manage to hear Vidar whisper, "I hope you do too."

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Sliding out of Isabelle's embrace reluctantly holding her up with my right hand and I move her pillow underneath her with my left. 

Setting her down on the pillow I move and brush her hair away from her face exposing her soft neck, making my mouth salivate and my fangs start to elongate. 

'Don't.' I command myself in a mental growl as I realize that I've been getting closer and closer to Izzy's neck, I suddenly change direction and press my lips against Izzy's as a feeling of possessive obsession is lit within my heart. 

"Goodnight Izzy…I hope you have pleasant dreams." I whisper, and find myself brushing my lips against Izzy's lips once more before brushing them against her cheek before I make my exit through Izzy's bedroom window, but not before grabbing my Katana that was leaned against Izzy's wardrobe. 

Blurring around the city I find a clothing store and compel the saleswoman/tailor to fix up a premade black silk suit to suit me better, before compelling her not to scream as I use her as a juice box. 

Walking aimlessly around Brooklyn trying to get the image of Izzy laying vulnerably in bed waiting for me to claim her…neck and drain her dry of blood. 

"Fuck!" I snarl as I shatter a brick wall with my fist. 

Suddenly a blue concussive force of energy hits my chest and sends me flying backwards through a portal and before I know it I'm falling into the east river if the glimpse of the skyline is anything to go by. 

"Next time you feel like punching something don't punch me house handsome." Says an Asian looking guy with glowing yellow cat eyes. 

'Magnus Bane.' I mutter as a portal opens below me and I fall onto the cement ground of the docks. 

"You don't know who you're fucking with Warlock." I growl feeling a flash of rage as Magnus steps out of a portal in front of me and tries to fire another blast of energy at me but I catch it with my palm and absorb it as the change washes over me and I snarl. 

"That's new." Magnus mocks while pretending to yawn, and I grab him in a telekinetic grip which makes his eyes widen in surprise, which only grow bigger, as I make a ring of fire combust around him and rise up to his chest.

"Okay enough playing." Magnus says to me mockingly as a wave of energy explodes out of him breaking my hold on him, extinguishing the flames and knocking me off my feet. 

"No one has taught you what we are truly capable of yet have they?" Magnus asks me as he stands over me and looks down at me managing to keep me pinned to the ground. 

"Come with me…I'll be your mentor, little Warlock." Magnus says to me kindly, throwing me off. 

"What?"