Yaranyl woke up with a happy smile, something quite rare on a Mon. Having Lefu back definitely made her feel complete but... one thing bothered her very much.
Lefu had yet to.. you know... ehem with her. She covered her burning face with her hands. How could she feel such disappointment for such a mortifying thing!?
Anyways, embarrassment aside- She had decided to hide the matter of Lefu disguising as Kiera because, as Kiera said, she should indulge.
After composing herself, Yaranyl got out of her bed and strided to the living room.
Damien was the first to look up at her with his silver eyes squinted-an eerie resemblance to when she was suspicious of Kiera.
Yaranyl settled down and snapped her fingers. A book appeared and she focused her attention on it.
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Kiera stared at the ready breakfast on the kitchen counter in contemplation.
Should she?
[No you should not. They will discover you otherwise.] System 411 stated.
"Just a grain wouldn't hurt. Maybe they won't even feel it." Kiera retorted as five different coloured grains appeared floating above the five cups.
They were the size of crushed sugar. They dropped in the red liquid and dissolved quickly in them.
They definitely won't notice. Kiera thought firmly.
[Sigh... you never listen..]:(눈‸눈)
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As if Kiera was waiting for Yaranyl to complete her group , she appeared carrying the same faint-inducing tray full of breakfast food a few minutes later.
It was bacon, fried, poached and scrambled eggs, fried and grilled tomatoes and red meat, fried mushrooms, buttered fried toast, sausages, baked beans , black pudding and a few cups of red liquid.
A Fry up. {1}
All thoughts of caution and any other flew out of the window as Kiera set the table.
Yaranyl snuck a glance at Kiera and found her staring at her directly. She held Kiera's gaze until she finally couldn't handle the tingling sensation of her body and backed out- her face as red as a ripe tomato.
Fortunately, no one witnessed this little exchange as they were concentrated on the scrumptious meal.
On taking a sip of the red liquid, Azrael abruptly sprung up from his seat with an astounded expression on his face.
Thi-this was Undead blood. Not only that, but he could taste a subtle hint of Forcalifa{2} in the liquid. His gaze snapped to Kiera.
On sensing such an intense gaze on her Kiera stopped staring at nothing and looked at Azrael who was standing beside the sofa in front of her. Not at all worried, she asked with a slightly raised brow," Yes, sir?"
Azrael was dazed for a second before his gaze was sharp again.
" What did you put in my-" He didn't get to finish his sentence when Achlys broke into a fit of coughs, the liquid dripping out of her mouth.
Life force! This was the most vibrant source if life force she had ever tasted! It was so-so good!
She looked at Kiera with a feverant gaze. " How come this has li-" Once again this was cut off by the cursing of Adrean.
"Holy mother of the sea! Did this drink drop from heaven?!" He screeched wasting no time in chugging down the drink.
Damien also downed his drink immediately after seeing the reaction of his squad.
As soon as he finished the last drop,his eyes turned bloody red and his fangs grew out.
Azrael was no better and a gust of wind flew by as Damien zoomed out and appeared a second later with a bit of snow covering him.
He had just run over two hundred meters in that second. This was to dispell the excess energy that pumped in his blood. Still, it did him no justice as he vibrated on the spot.
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Kiera was on the sofa and the rest stood in a semi circle around her.
Sigh, looks like they found out about the grains in the drinks.
Though how did they? Had the forces of the world become so weak that a bit of it could be immediately detected? Or was the quality of force too high?
Kiera had a small frown on her face.
System 411 mocked her: [We all know I don't want to say it but, I told you so. ( ͝° ͜ʖ͡°)]
(Shut up! ( ಠ_ಠ)☞.) Kiera gritted out in her mind while remaining calm on the outside.
"Explain!" Azrael was nowhere near calm and his glasses were long tossed aside. His hand raked his silver locks relentlessly in agitation.
He looked more devious and handsome than when he had his glasses on.
"Well.." Kiera trailed off.
DING DING DONG DONG!
All of them turned their gazes to the door a distance away.
Kiera glanced at it for a second before standing up.
"Excuse me, I need to open the door for Mr and Mrs Hyson."
Then she walked off leaving the rest with their eyes open in shock. Mr and Mrs Hyson?!
Suddenly, Adrean snapped back to his senses and panicked. He wasn't ready! He wasn't prepared!
Achlys and Yaranyl glanced at each other and gulped.
Damien and Azrael were frozen in their spots.
All thoughts about the drink and even dinner was forgotten as their minds couldn't register a thing.
One could clearly see the fear each held in their eyes. It was the type of fear that could only be grown and nutured since youth.
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A beautiful blonde woman stood with a fairly handsome man outside the door of the mansion.
She had a big furry white coat on her but that didn't hide her curves and mature body at all. The man on the other had had a trench coat with fur at the collar , the coat hide his well muscled body and kept him warm.
This people were Evelyn Hyson and Maxwell Hyson respectively.
A cold puff of breath escaped the woman's plump lips and she raised her first to knock on the door again, only for it to open.
Her golden irises met with a dark one and Evelyn felt as if she was doused in cold water.
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{1} Fry up: An English breakfast. Kind of.
{2} Forcalifa : A force that is found in a Vampire that leads to them becoming an Undead one after death.