The look of betrayal in Path's eyes hurt Edge internally. Edge tried loosening his hand from that of the dragon's but his efforts were in vain. His mate had an iron grip. Hah. What else is to be expected from such a strong creature? This is why he was all his, and nobody else's... It didn't matter that Path had little to no mind in their 'relationship' because he was a part of Edge's hoard... That's right... Why else had he had turned Path into his slave! He had known all along what he was, hadn't he? That's why- Violet eyes widened, and he suddenly pulled away with a sudden burst of strength. With a fierce roar that would make even the bravest souls flinch, Edge hurled the headphones at the floor, smashing it to tiny bits and pieces. Edge laughed softly. He looked to Path, and pinned him to the bed, smiling darkly all the while. "Hahaha... Hmm... See those broken shards? They look just like your kind did, when I ripped their-" Edge's eyes widened and bit his tongue, drawing thick red blood. 

Path would probably be confused, or even angered by his mate's behavior. Edge pushed himself away from the dragon, the scales spreading to his neck and chest, as well as his legs and feet. They were like tiny black feathers, as sharp as could be. "Path! Stay away from me!" He shouted fiercely, standing up on the bed. Then, gaze softening, he spoke softly. "I... I don't really know what's going on myself, Love. But I... I don't want you to get hurt!" Feeling sudden chest pain, Edge cried out and slumped over, falling onto the broken machine. The pieces of metal and glass dug into his back, which lacked any scale growth. He shouted once more, in shock more than pain. Breathing heavily, Edge felt his skin returning, and the cursed scales sinking into his skin. Edge paused for only a moment. "Path..." He choked out, tears beginning to well up. He hopped onto their bed and shot himself at the white dragon, careful not to hit his stomach where a medium-sized lump had formed. "I'll t-tell you everything, because if we're going to be together for a long time, we need to be h-honest, don't we...?" Meeting no objection, Edge buried his face into the dragon's shoulder. He cleared his throat.

"Well... You do recall that I'm a reborn hydra. This means... That biologically, I'm a human. At least, I thought I was. My blood is red, and I've gotten sick before. But you saw the scales, huh? I didn't want to worry you. You're already pregnant, you know..." He sobbed, interrupting his speech. "It's not just that. My scales... they're... evil... But that isn't the worst part. You see, I'm hearing voices." Edge's black hair shook as he shook his head. "It's like I have another person inside of me, and I don't know what to do...!" Suddenly, an idea struck him. It was crazy, and selfish, and... just... unpredictable, but what other choice did he have at the moment?

"Path, do you know what to do?" Edge held his breath, he knew Path didn't remember a lot about his past. Including the fact that he had enslaved him. "I love you. But..." Path was bound to find out, wasn't he? Edge had better be the one to explain. But not yet. He had shocked the dragon enough for now.