Magical Starsign.

[Venin]

The raging bloodlust in Lucien did not pass in his sleep. Instead, they became voices of beckoning...beckoning Lucien to hunt the blood owner. Kill him! Devour him! Slay him! the voices called. Lucien awoke startled by this.

"W-What's going on? Even in dreams of unconciousness, the blood craving won't leave me at peace." Vladimir awoke hearing Luciens rambling and was deeply concerned for the safety of his master, though not knowing what to do. Lucien held his head wth both hands in a struggle to dim the voices down, but to no avail. The voices still beckoned him, Mangle him! Hunt him! Murder him!

"Stop!" Lucien cried out, "Shut up!" Unfortunately, his efforts proved futile as the eerie whispers came to him like a barrage of soundwaves. "V-Vladimir, why is it that I have severe trouble controlling my nature when you are at ease?" Lucien knew the reason; he was demonic. His killer instinct surpassed many of the average creatures, though now, it did nothing but tortured his sanity. Lucien opened his door. "I can't bring this down myself, no matter how hard I try! I need help. Serious help. But I can't bother Yachiru again, what if I went berserk? No, I need someone who knows about this and, if needed, can defend themselves. Wait, this is a school, so there's bound to be some kind of magical infirmiry. But where? Vladimir, see if you can pick up a strong medical scent." Vladimir did not hesistate for even a split-second, he began to track. Lucien followed, though slowly. The voices were not making this easy for him; Devour him! Drink his blood! I smell his blood! Now Lucien was shocked; these voices were his subconciousness. They came from the shadows of his mind, his demonic concious.

"This is insane! I'm sure a full-fledged demon would go and kill what he found, but my half-human nature is trying to fight it off and it's doesn't seem to be working!"

Vladimir suddenly found a scent and followed it. Lucien was behind him, not taking his hands off his head. Vladimir hung a left, Lucien turned in that direction, but stopped suddenly as the voices grew louder. "T-The scent. It's to the right." Lucien said looking in that direction, "I-I can't...I don't even know who 'he' is." Lucien turned back to the left, but the screaming voices forced him the collapse. Lucien curled up in another curious effort to fend off his dark subconcious. Lucien couldn't handle it for much longer and let out a blood-curdling screech, like a banshee. Vladimir squatted low to cover his ears until his master had stopped. Lucien was now crawling with one hand dragging him foward. "S-Someone m-must -have h-heard that. But I'm not so sure, so keep going." Vladimir was worried, not moving for concern that his master was pushing himself too hard. When Lucien saw that Vladimir had not moved, he was enraged, "I SAID KEEP GOING!!" Vladmir winced, turning around slowly and walking towards the scent. Lucien felt a bitter remorse, "S-sorry Vladimir, but I need help now. These voices are driving me to near insanity." Devour his flesh! Kill him! Murder him! Assassinate him! Lucien hoped that he would be assisted soon, but until then he kept trecking on, dragging his limbering body.