(I am really, really sorry for ignoring this for so long...really...I'm going better now so I think I can continue...please go easy with me if I don't post everyday, but I won't let this die)

Jill closed her eyes again, leaning against the chest of the vampire. She quickly fell into a deep sleep again. Suddenly, her expression changed again. Her mother was there, in her dream, forcing her to be what she was. "I don't want to transform anymore." she whispered, not realizing she was talking loud. "I am scared, mother. I...I beg your pardon...I can't be this. I never wanted this. I...I am sorry...no...please, don't send my away, don't send me into exile...no...you can't do this, mother. You can't do this." She opened her eyes again, realizing the vampire over her. Quickly, she looked away and hid her face. She was ashamed of herself, ashamed of her life, ashamed of what she was. "I...I am sorry for disturbing you for so long...I will leave...of course...I don't want to cause you trouble."

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"You are no trouble for me. To think that one such as I would be able to care for an angel is more then I could have hoped for in my lifetime." He stood gently taking her with him. He took a fur lined cloak from a waiting shadow servant and carefully wrapped Jillian in it. "I'll take you home now ... if that is your wish Lady Wolf." He said softly cradeling her against him protectively.

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Jillian blushed and quickly looked away. Staring down on the floor she nodded. "I want to go back home. I need to be home before the sun rises again. I...rrr...I...am...rrrr" Jillian knew something was wrong. She couldn't speak anymore. All that was coming out of her mouth was a deep growl. She lost balance and fell on the floor. She felt like slipping away, she felt how she forgot everything which had happened, she felt how she forgot herself. She started howling in pain as she cramped and her fur started growing. "No...No..." she thought. "No..." Her eyes lit up in yellow, glaring at the vampire. Hunger overcame her again. She got up on her paws. The transformation had completed. Jillian was gone. All which was left of her was a beast, with no control, only instinct. She slowly came closer to the vampire, growling again. She didn't know anymore how she had came here, but she didn't care anymore. She had also forgotten her wounds, that she was still weak. Before her was prey, an enemy and she felt hungry, this was all which counted for her at the moment.

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Vincent's eyes narrowed and he move swiftly once again bundeling her up in the cloak. "You maybe hungery and consider me an enemy, but you are NOT going to bite me ... that I can assure you Lady Wolf." He strugled with her for a moment before managing to get to the balcony where he lept from the legde. His wings snapped open to cary him over the trees toward wolf territory.

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(Sorry again, but I have my reasons, so I just can't post)

Jillian burried her claws into the rag. She howled faintly, in hope for someone to hear her. She continued moving, trying to free herself, trying to get out of the rag the vampire had wrapped her in. Pain rushed through her body, panic through her mind. She couldn't think clear anymore. Suddenly, she didn't know anymore, who was enemy, who was friend. She didn't remember anything. Her mind was lost. She was lost. She closed her eyes and slipped away again.

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-brings it back-

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Vincent flew as quickly as he dared useing the shadows and the cover of night for protection. Once at his destination he landed silently and lay the now uncontious wolf dwon. There was no time to retreve his cloake so he left it and once again took to the air.

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