The long lost father nodded to Rosalie's first question, a confident smile evident on his facial features. 
"Yep, I have to say..he doesn't quite live up to the legend huh? He seems so resentful..hah, I expected something like a stoic warrior type, like he stares and you just feel it." With a faint laugh, Setton went on eating with his daughter. The look in his eyes was very clear, happiness and joy just melted through and he seemed to just radiate how happy he was feeling at that very moment. That is until her next set of questions hit him, those very questions anyone would have trouble answering..Dream or not. Setting his fork down, he smiled weakly to his daughter as if to try and instill some sort of confidence when in reality, there was none.
"I..was to lose you..I didn't think I could take it and.." Taking a breath, he got up, moved over to her and hugged her while she was sitting. "I felt that sending you away..where you would be safe? Would be better than having your life threatened. Then to lose you.. You're safest when we're apart but..now? Everything's fine and all that matters..all that [i]really[/i] matters..is that I have my little girl back and..I love you sweetheart, I'm so, so..sorry that I sent you away like I did." Leaning down, he kissed her forehead and nodded, wiping his eyes quickly in fear of his daughter seeing that.

"So! How do you like it? Not bad eh? I learned a few things while being on my own..and to answer those questions you had earlier, I have been doing the best I can to take care of myself, I have to after all if I were to see you again hah, I didn't wanna be on my death bed and have you be upset. I want my rose to smile!" 
It was obvious that Setton wanted to change the subject, that this topic was hurting him. So instead, he carried on with trying to go onto happier things. 
"Hah! Anyways, tell me..how are things with that Dragon of yours? Has he caused you a lot of trouble?" asked Setton, moving back to his plate so he could finish the breakfast he made. Taking a sip of juice, he just smiled at her and nodded when she talked.
"God..I missed you so much.. You have no idea how badly I've been wanting to see you again. I thought about this since we were separated, always questioning what I'd say and here we are and I can't think of a darn thing." Said Setton in a nervous laugh, nodding. What could someone say to their daughter after so long? How could they ever repay that.. Her father's eyes gave away everything he was thinking and how melancholic he was.
"I..really don't know how I'll ever ask you to forgive me..I don't deserve it. I failed you, Rose..." Blinking back tears, he held his eyes. Within the next few moments, the warm light in the windows quickly turned to dusk.

A red claw came out of no where, wrapping around the near weeping mans throat, squeezing into it. Blood started to trickle from Setton's neck. Within the next moment, Gore had actually pushed her father out of his chair, slamming him into the refrigerator, causing it to dent with the force of it. Looking back at his mistress, the Blood Dragon gave a dark grin, one that had not been seen by her yet. The look in his dark teal eyes felt void, empty. It was as if the Dragon had lost every ounce of what was to be a soul from within.
[i][b]'Aye, mistress..he failed you and now we will watch as he pays the toll for harming my owner..'[/b][/i] Looking at the man, the color in his skin seemed to slowly diminish as Setton's helpless form struggled, kicking and screaming. If Rosalie tried to stop him, Gore would just appear somewhere else, hurting her father, choking him. 
[i][b]'Haha..watch how he squirms, mistress. He looks as if he is having trouble breathing, see?'[/b][/i] Holding her helpless father out in front of her, his claws were digging into the mans skin, nearly digging into him from the downward force of her fathers weight. "What shall I do to him next..." Asked her Dragon in a tone that didn't sound as if it could come from a human or anything else for that matter.
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In the pile of corpses was a struggle. Each corpse was starting to ripple as if something was under them, something relentless. After a moment, a bloody claw shot through the top one, ripping the corpse in half. A form began to climb out, only to be grabbed and held back. A loud growl came from the captured.
"Damned wretches! You will need more than thi-" The Blood Dragons voice fell silent when his dark teal eyes fell over what was coming. A blue Dragon that looked as if it was decomposing, covered in blood. The azure form of this particular monster had claw marks in it, half of his jaw was missing and it looked empty.The look on Gore's face immediately withered to one of sorrow, shaking his head. 
"..N..no, it cannot b-" Gore screamed when the Dragon slashed into his chest, cutting him before diving his fangs into his form. Tears formed in his eyes, feeling his body fall limp from what was happening. 
[b][i]'Brother...how could you fail us.. Our people are lost and for what? An entire species cried out for help and you vanished!'[/i][/b]
A moment had yet to pass after the words were spoken before Gore pulled himself up, kicking against the blue Dragons snout, growling. With a loud battle cry, the captured humanoid pushed forward hard, breaking through the grasp of the bodies behind him, dislocating his shoulder by the sheer force of it, shattering the bones of the corpses that held him back.

"This..." Gore breathed out slowly, trying to recover as quickly as he could. "This is a farce.." Exclaimed the Blood Dragon, grabbing his arm, snapping it back into place. Rage started to fill the dark teal eyes that lingered over this unusual blue Dragon that was getting into position, letting out a violent roar that seemed to stir the bodies around them, causing them to all swarm toward the Humanoid. 
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All warmth from within the home was gone and Gore only seemed to enjoy as Setton struggled. The father was desperately trying to get out of the ancient Dragons hand, punching at him until slowly, his movements began to stop. The color in his face had turned a faint blue.
[i][b]'Mm, look at him, mistress..I may have broken him.'[/b][/i] With that, he began to pull at the body, shaking him with methodical precision that only seemed to come off as disturbing. 
"H...honey..look..look awa-" A loud snap echo'd throughout the home that immediately turned cold. The mans body fell limp instantly and he was now like a doll. The Blood Dragons laughter rang throughout the halls, leaning against the man, trailing his tongue over the mans form.
[b][i]'Nay..now I broke him, hahahaha!'[/i][/b] After he spoke, the humanoid Dragon brought the body closer to Rosa, shaking him again, making him 'dance' with his limp arms. Multiple snaps began to be heard as the now dead bodies bones began to crack under the force of the Blood Dragon. Dark laughter replaced his mocking commentary.

That is until a loud shatter could be heard from the wall, then another..then finally the entire wall of the kitchen crumbled and in fell Gore, bleeding profusely against the floor..
The false Blood Dragon whom was holding the body quickly let out a reptilian hiss, taking the body and running down the hall with a dark and chaotic laughter.