09-14-2010, 10:01 AM
Savior sighed, realizing he had no choice. He knew he could not use any of the other girls, and he wasn't going to go on the street to simply find some crook or homeless man. He quickly ran out of the room and a few minutes later, stumbled back in with a syringe filled with blood and a plastic cup. He poured his blood into the kept, spilling a bit, before handing the cup to her. "Drink..." he groaned.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.