I Can't Lose You (Private RP)

[Walter Grace]

(( Walter-Denzel RP, day after wolf attack thread ending ))

It was only a day after the attack. He needed rest. But he couldn't rest. Not while he did not know where she was. How she was doing. Pain etched on his face. They had just been engaged. To loose her...no. He wasn't going to loose her. She was home. Safe and sound.

He was mostly clean, some dried blood was still on him but he had no time. He needed to find her. Scratched etched his face and body, along with burns. His neck was bruised from when that man had tried choking him, and his nose was still broken. Fixed to be straight, but broken.

Despite his state, Walter wanted nothing more than to hold Denzel. He needed her right now. She was his sanctuary.

He reached the door to her mountain home, after what seemed like days. He wasted no time.

"Denzel! Please let me in!" Walter yelled as he banged on the door. He had come straight here once he had awoken from being passed out. Walter was scared. He stood outside the door, human form, awaiting to see his love. Safe.

More than anything he wished that. That she did not know the events of just the day before.

[Denzel Kumori]

Even though walter hoped she was home, safe, she wasnt... In fact, she was out along on the path, the previous day, when she was attacked by someone. They looked like a guard, which didnt make sense. She though that it was probably a guard from the castle, looking for namari who would probably be out relieving stress. When The guard was beside denzel, he attacked her. Denzel wasnt expecting it, but she blocked the blade of a sword from slicing through the left side of her neck to the right with her arm. there was a huge gash in her arm now, all the way to the bone.

Denzel and the guard fought, and eventually, the guard went down... But denzel didnt quite leave unharmed. Bruised badly from a kick square on to the middle of her torso, a deep horizontal cut right under her right eye- along the cheek bone, a bruise on her left cheek from a metal armoured glove punch, and many other cuts and bruises.

She was disoriented, and cold, so she wandered... she wandered arounf the mountain-side forest until she came apon a small cave. Her eye color? Red. How she killed him after she weakened him? She sucked the life out of him. she didnt want to... but he made her do it... Its what is keeping her alive. With the guards blood now within her, denzel could regenerate herself slowly- but just enough that she wouldnt die too fast from blood loss. If denzel was lucky, no animal would follow her blood trail in the snow to the cave. She refuesed to relax to much, but ended up extremely sleepy... but she would not sleep... not yet...

[Walter Grace]

After several minutes of waiting, he looked in through the window. He realized the house seemed untouched. With a scowl, he stepped away. Not before leaving a mark in the dirt below the door. The mark stated 'I was here -Walter'.
He decided that he would explore some more. A little more of the mountains, a little of the forest, heck anywhere she might be. Walter was not going to lose her again.

The demon wandered and wandered, wishing only to see her beautiful face again. He wandered, until he spotted something that made his heart nearly stop.
Blood splatters, and a dead guard. A lump emerged in his stomach. In no time at all he was looking over the dead body. Nothing out of the ordinary. No, no there was something. His blood...

Walter turned and looked at the blood on the ground. Some of it was elf, which the guard had been. The other....there was elf. But also something that made Walter tense up once more. Vampire blood. And it seemed to be leading a path somewhere.

He quickly got up, and with a fast pace followed the trail of blood. His pace soon turned into a run, until he saw the end of the line- a cave.

Carefully he approached it, not knowing if there were dangers in the cave. But once he saw his lover, he was overjoyed. But, none the less she was hurt. And it seemed bad. He was completely worried, as he stepped into the cave.

"Denzel my love...dear, we need to get you to the infirmary," he stated, as he quickly stepped in front of her and got down on one knee to face her better. Her eyes were red, an indication that he was right about the guard.
"Do you think you can make it to town just off of his blood?" he murmured, as he looked over her wounds with grief. He wanted her safe. Home. Happy. And yet he couldn't help her; Walter felt miserable that she was in this state.

[Denzel Kumori]

Denzel was in a state of shut down. She was basically sleeping with her eyes open at this point. Unconscious some would call it. If it wasn't Walter who found her, she would of attacked immediately. But somehow, she knew it was him... Denzel finally relaxed as Walters voice found its way to denzel.

She blinked, her eyes still red. The guards blood made her feel sick. it was tainted, or poisoned. either way, its been hours since she drank it. looking up at Walter, denzel smiled slightly. The cut on her arm and face would need stitches, and would scar. "..." She was going to speak, but couldn't. bruising from a kick made it painful to move, breathe, and talk. Only thing denzel could do, was nod at him. Walter looked like hell too... (No pun intended XD )

[Walter Grace]

(( LOL I see what you did there ))

The pained look was etched onto Walters face seemed to darken more. She was so weak right now...she couldn't even talk. He was happy, though. Clearly she knew it was him.
"...you'll be okay, Denzel, I promise," he softly spoke, brushing some hair out of her face. The wounds would scar. But Walter still thought her the most beautiful person he had ever lay eyes on.

He scooped her up swiftly with his sore arms, bridal style. "We'll be there as soon as possible," he mumbled into her ear, expanding his wings and turning to his demon form, being careful to avoid touching her with his claws.

Before he set off, he moved his arm so that his wrist sat in front of her mouth. Again, he softly murmured, "Take my blood, love. It'll clear your head a bit, I think. I can't have you dieing on me; you'll be my wife soon. I have to keep you safe, that's my job."

He didn't know if she would take it or refuse. He didn't know if she would take a little, or a lot. He was sure he'd be able to pull away if it got out of hand; but he knew Denzel. She wasn't like that. She was more in control.

[Denzel Kumori]

She simply shook her head at his offer. Right now, she didnt know if she could control herself enough to drink her future husbands blood. "I shouldnt..." Denzel soflty murmured back under her breath. Denzel was scared. She would never be able to forgive herself if she lost control around walter.

[Walter Grace]

"Baby please...I need you to live, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I could have done something and I didn't," he rested his cheek on her forehead.
"I believe you can control yourself...and you know that i can handle it if you can't. You love me. You'd never hurt me intentionally. So please, do this for us?" he kissed her softly on the top of the head, tears grazing his eyes.
He couldn't lose her again.
He couldn't.

[Denzel Kumori]

Denzel looed at him with frustration, then it into his arm carefully- walters blood flowing into her mouth. She had never tasted demon blood before. If she were to compare it to a flavor... well, for her, a vampire, this was like... unexplainable actually. (O.O''' couldnt think of anything) Walter was right, the blood made her feel less dizzy.

[Walter Grace]

He held back a wince, but his muscles seemed to relax. He was incredibly thankful to any gods or goddesses watching over them at that moment.
He quickly jumped off from the ground, leaping into the air with his wings unfolded, and began flying towards town. He managed to keep a grip on Denzel as she drank from him.
"Do not worry my love...we'll get you help, and you'll be back on your feet in no time at all," he kissed the top of her head as he gently held her tighter.

The town was nearly in sight, Walter flying as fast as he could. He wished her to get the attention she needed.
"We're almost there my love. Have no fret," he was growing tired. In the short period Denzel was drinking his blood, he realized just how exhausted he was. And as she drank, it got worse. But he didn't mind.
After all, he loved her.

[Denzel Kumori]

But denzel knew what walter was feeling. As much she didnt want to stop drinking, she almorst tore herself right away from his arm. She had enough, she needed no more. If denzel were take more, she might try to take it all.

As they flew, and some tears fell from denzels eyes, they could see town. They were right close by to it now, and denzel didnt know if walter could make it. He was in way worse shape then she was. "Walter, bring me up high, and drop me. Trust me... please. I dont want you to get even more hurt or tired..."

[Walter Grace]

Walter gulped, and shook his head as he reassuringly squeezed her tighter.
`No can do my love...Trust me, I can go on for a little while longer... when we get to town I`ll start walking. Trust me."
He had let go of her once. He wasn't about to do it again.

[Denzel Kumori]

"TRUST ME." She scowled as she tried to loosen herself from his grip. "I have wings!"

[Walter Grace]

He only held tighter, but gave up. Somewhat.
He dived to the ground and landed gently on his feet.
"There, this was neither of us loose energy, you don't have to worry about me and I don't have to let go of you," Walter smiled slightly, a devious sort of smile.

"I'm just worried I'll lose you again love, you know that," he spoke adoringly towards Denzel, making his way towards the city once more.
The gates were before them, apparently he hadn't needed to fly much longer anyways.
He went into the city, onward towards the infirmary.
"I'm sorry, my dove, I do not wish you to be frustrated with me, I just don't like seeing you hurt," Walter pursed his lips.

[Denzel Kumori]

Denzel bit her lip, clenching her fist. "...Your hurt worse then i am..." Walking into the infirmary, Denzel was rushed straight away to get cleaned up and to get stitches. at every tug to close the deep gash, she cringed.

[Walter Grace]

Walter of course followed, but not without a fight. The nurses tried to keep him back, but after he constantly pestered them he was allowed in Denzels room as they fixed her up. He stood by her side, a hand running through her hair gently.
"I'm fine my love..." he murmured, looking over her as they helped her out.
"We'll get you all fixed up, then you can worry about me," he gave a soft smile, kissing her forehead before running his fingers through her hair once more to try and sooth her.
He hated seeing her in pain.

[Denzel Kumori]

She clenched her fist, frustrated. This seemed so one sided! It was as if denzel was one of those porcelin dolls. Except if denzel were to get hurt badly and almost shatter, it would be walter that breaks... "walter... im fine..." She forced a smile, trying to reasure him. " Dont take me so lightly."

[Walter Grace]

Walter opened his mouth to bicker, but he was much too tired to do so.

"...I just worry darling. I can't lose you again. You're one of the strongest people I know, but that doesn't mean I don't worry," he kissed the top of her forehead once more. When it came to Denzel Walter was easily breakable. She could control most every one of his actions. And seeing her hurt always broke Walter- he didn't think he could handle her death once more.

[Denzel Kumori]

Was it something about her vampire blood perhaps...? Walter was so attached, and in love with denzel... She smile gently now, not forced, and puts her hand on walter cheek. "Your not going to lose me again."

The nurse scowled, examining denzels wounds again. the stitches werent pretty... and denzel would indeed of scars. Cleaning them one last time, the nurse bandaged denzel up, moving onto walter.

[Walter Grace]

She first tended to his burns of course- the worst part. It stung like hell, but the pain went away once he gripped Denzel's hand lightly. Ignoring the stings, he asked, "How are you feeling now love?"

Walter was relieved that Denzel seemed alright. He could care less about the scars- he sure figured he didn't look pretty with all of his. But he was positive she would look a hell of a lot better than he did.

[Denzel Kumori]

"ill be alright.... i think." taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes. Sometimes, she would heal fast due to her vampire blood. Denzel was already starting to heal, but she needed alot of rest. "How are you feeling, walter?"