So hungry, so very hungry.

Razer's thoughts echoed over and over as these were the only thoughts he could produce. Without warning, his eyes opened as he pounced over on Teleressa, his strength seeming to have come back and even doubled what it was before. He bore his fangs at her in a blood frenzy he held her down by her shoulders. "Get off." Teleressa calmly ordered him, hoping the hypnotic trance was still in affect. It was not.

Blood...I need blood..

Razer was unsure if he was controlling himself, or the curse poised on him was. Her words did not effect him, he did not care what she had to say and when Teleressa realized this real fear showed on her face. She attempted to squirm, and push him off to no avail. "Help!" She cried out. Two vampiric guards rushed in with steel longswords in leather armor. With one leap, Razer was upon them, his demonic hand in one's gut the human one around the other's throat. With a swift pull, the vampire's innards pooled out while the half blood turned his attention to the other vampire.

The longsword came down to strike his arm, only to miss as Razer side stepped, then lunged at him bearing his fangs. With a squishy sound, his fangs pierced skin, and blood rushed into his mouth. More guards showed up, but Teleressa who was now standing over Razer raised her hand to halt them. The feeding was sloppy and messy, blood was everywhere on the floor and Razer. The vampire could not hold him off as he was drained of his life.

"My queen.." One guard attempted to say but was stopped.

"Let the boy feed." Teleressa spoke calmly, a devilish smile edged across her face. "Fascinating."

By time Razer was done, there was nothing left to feed on. His chest rose and fell quickly as he regained his composure, and self control. Razer's hair was a mess, and his eyes gleamed like a predator. "What did you do to me?" He almost whimpered. Teleressa took a knee next to him as she wrapped a arm around him to pull the young man into a embrace. Tears fell down his face in confusion. What had he done.

"There, there little one. It is okay." She whispered to him as she slowly petted his hair in comfort. A nod from Teleressa saw the guards leave, dragging the dead behind them. Each one seemed to grumble on and on about this being a threat to their lives.

Razer held on tight to Teleressa, scared of what would happen next only finding comfort in the scent of the woman.