Chapter 6-1

I heard people yelling as I started to wake up, so I slowly opened my eyes. I saw two blurry shapes yelling at each other. One looked dark and the other looked glowing. I reached over to grab my glasses. The images cleared up and I saw that Mr. Wilhelm was holding Bram and Mr. White was holding Nova. He was able to keep him still while being careful with his son's wings. I saw that one of Bram's eyes was bleeding and smoking.

"Huh? What's going on?"

I got up and went to grab my cross except it was not there.

"We went to do morning wake ups and found these two fighting." Mr. White told me.

"I have done nothing wrong! I was protecting Ash from getting blood drained! This monster was trying to eat him!"

"Bullshit! Why would I attack him the day after giving him a cross?! I have blood bags! I don't need fresh blood right now!"

"Then, why did I find you looming over him like you were about to grab him?!"

"Because I was going to wake him up, you fucking moron! Is your brains full of feathers or just dust!"

I saw my cross on the ground and picked it up.

"Nova, I am going to have a talk with you in my office." Mr. Wilhelm turned to me. "Could you take Bram to the Medical wing?"

I nodded my head and Mr. White let go of Bram. I had to catch him because he fell to his knees with ragged breathing. Mr. White took the two of us out into the hallway.

"I'll go show you where the medical wing is."

"What exactly happened?" I asked.

"Wilhelm and I heard Bram scream out and we ran into the room to see Nova putting the cross against his eye. Then, we separated the two of them and you finally woke up a few seconds later."

"Hurts." Bram said while leaning on me, "you are a deep sleeper," he poked me on the nose.

"I guess all his adrenaline from the fighting finally wore out. He is reaching the point of drunken blood loss."

It took a while to get to the medical wing and the whole time, his eye was still smoking and bleeding. I was panicking because all I kept on thinking was that he was either going to die or just lose that eye. Mr. White opened the door to the wing as the headmistress was walking out.

"Hey Serena! I got a patient for you!"

The nurse ran over and helped Bram to a bed.

"What happened?"

"Burned by a cross by Nova."

I sat down and tried my best not to panic.

"Wayland! Get over here right now! We have possible light magic mixed in with a cross on a vampire."

"Yes Madam!" I heard Bruce yell out.

She grabbed my wrists and had me sit down in a nearby chair as Bruce ran over to Bram. I could feel one of the empty void-like panic attacks rearing its head at me.

"Breathe; your friend will be okay. Wayland is one of my best helpers."

"If I had worn the cross to bed instead of taking it off, maybe he wouldn't have gotten hurt," I told her while sniffling.

"If it wasn't for your cross, he could have pure light magic thrown at him and that would been way worse, so your cross saved him from a worse fate. Just always remember that this is not your fault."

"I got good news and bad news!" Bruce yelled out to us.

"Give me the good news then bad news," Nurse Nightsong asked.

"His eye is fully healed and he now has a really cool cross scar!"

"What's the bad news, Bruce?" I asked him.

"He is going to need fresh blood, and not blood bags, to heal the rest of the internal damages or he might not be able to see out of that eye."

I saw that Bram was slummed forward on the bed, but I noticed that his eye stopped dripping blood on his shirt. I know that it hurts, but I know that the pain Bram is having right now is much worse than just a simple prick on the neck.

"I'll donate mine."

"Are you sure Mr. Snowpelt? He would have to bite you in the neck."

"I'll go get the painkillers ready." Bruce said without asking Nightsong.

I sat down next to Bram on the bed and I saw his nose move as if he smelled something. Then, he leaned over and bit me in the neck. It did not feel as hard as the other times that he bit me. I could hear the two of them whispering. For some reason, people just really love whispering things about me while near me. With my hearing, I guess it makes it easier to hear them, so it is not really their fault. Nevertheless, it might be their fault for wanting to talk behind my back in the first place.

"Why did you let him? He's not trained like the main donors, it might kill him if the hunger becomes too much for Mr. Harker."

"Nurse Nightsong, I have known the two of them for all of my life and I know that Bram doesn't drink to kill. For some strange reason, Ash's blood is the only one that he will drink fresh even during his blood rage. The only pain Ash ever gets from the blood drinking is a sore neck. Something inside Bram's heart or soul won't let his vampire side drain Ash dry."

"Interesting, I have never heard something like that before. I want you to go study about this later and tell me your findings."

"Yes madam, I will study them every day until we find the answers that we need. Although, it might have to do with the fact that Ash was there when Bram first turned into a vampire."

"Maybe that might be it; you said that Bram was five when it happened to him? You said before that he was turned by a spell. Then those could be some elements of an idea."

I tapped him on the nose and then he stopped drinking. I saw that Bruce bandaged the eye up, which made it where I could not see the new scar. Then, Bruce walked over and handed me a glass with some pills.

"Feeling any better, Bram?"

"Nothing like getting fresh blood after having your eye nearly burned away to wake yourself up in the morning. I wonder if the rest of my day will be as incredible like this moment!" He sounded chipper when he spoke.

"You are weird if you are that happy after you almost died!" Bruce yelled at him.

"It's called being sarcastic! You should try it sometime!"

"No thank you! I prefer being blunt, like wanting to shove a nice wooden stake up your vampire ass!"

They hugged each other after a few seconds of glaring. I swear, I do not know who is weirder, my family or my friends. I took the painkillers as Mr. White walked in with two sets of clothing. I guess he must have left while Bram was drinking from me.

"I got your uniforms because the first year orientation is going to start in a half hour and there is blood on your pajamas."

"You can change behind one of the curtains," Nightsong told us as she pointed to them.

Both Bram and I ran behind the nearest bed curtain. As soon as we were behind it, I punched him in the arm.

"Ow! What was that for?"

"Because you got hurt today!"

"So you punched me?!"

We could hear laughter on the other side.

"Yes! Because you scared me. I don't think I can take it any longer if every day was this insane."

"Aw! You are so cute," He hugged me.

"Bram, thank you for the nice hug but could you please put your pants on or let me put mine on first?"

"But you are so fluffy!" He said as he started to squeeze my tail.

"Please let go of my tail, it feels weird." I told him as I started to blush from the weird feeling.

"No, it's soft like a mini pillow."

We heard even louder laughter as I pushed him away, and then we finished getting dressed. We were about to leave the curtain then we heard the stomping. I was terrified because I know that stomping anywhere.