Opening his eyes, Nick rolls to his back. Unsure of how long they've been out for, he slips out of bed and hobbies to the bathroom. His head feels as if it's being split opened. Near falling into the shower, he closes the glass door behind him and turns on the water.
Hoping the cold water will calm the pain, he is brought to his knees when a surge rushes from his head to his feet. With terror on his face he rushes out of the bathroom. Not caring about the noise he's making, he throws the shades open.
The night sky welcomes him with a bright, full moon. "How did I manage to fuck up this bad?" He rushes to the dresser and pulls out a heavy black duffle. The sound of rattling metal rings through the room as it gets dropped at the base of the bed.
Awakened by the noise, Jin stares at him not sure of what he's doing. Seeing the shackles, she understands. "You still can't control it!?" Seeing the agony on his face, Jin rushes to help him. One by one, she locks Nick to the floor. "I'm going to take a shower, don't die."
As she enters the bathroom, she manages to push all thoughts out of her mind. As she's climbing in the shower, her adrenaline levels plummet. In a calmed state, her lags become weak. What they had done began to catch up to her.
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Nearly an hour passed before Jin emerged from the bathroom. The whole time she was struggling to shower, the beast could be heard. Seeing her standing there, he became rabid. Thrashing about, attempting to free himself from the chains. Bloodlust radiated from his eyes.
Unfazed, Jin began speaking to him. "How you haven't been able to control this yet is beyond me. Guess I'm going to have to break you until you're able to tame this bloodlust." Staring directly into his eyes, Jin's body began to grow and contort.
Seconds later, a silver beast stood prominently next to the bed. In this form, the stench of sex filled her snout. Walking towards Nick's manic state, she began crawling on all fours. Claws clicked as they hit the hardwood floor.
Seeing her positioning herself above him, Nick began snapping his jaw at her throat. He hadn't a clue who he or she was. Hunger consumed him. His rage grew higher and higher as he struggled to free himself. It was futile and his arms became pinned under the weight of the beast above him.
Staying just out the reach of his jaws, Jin lowered her head to look him in his eyes. Slowly, the thrashing stopped. All that could be heard coming from him was the short, rapid breaths. Eventually, Nick regained control of his mind.
Looking up, he was in awe. Since that tragic night, he hadn't seen another beast. Now, crouched before him was Jin. There was no bloodlust in the eyes Staring down at him. Only pity and sorrow. He attempted to reach for her face but was stopped by the steel chains.