TheDarkTemplar

Camp for Supernatural Teens

Dante arrived back at camp and entered his cabin. Looking over his case of blood vials he became concerned, "By the looks of it I actually have less than I thought I would need. At this rate I'd run out in about 4 days. I could ask the counselors seeing as they helped him before. I could ask Greg to make another blood vial. But then again it's been awhile since I've had human blood. These vials are only animal blood and it gets bland after a while...I don't know I guess I just have to wait and see"

Isabella was feeling weak again but managed to hide it once more. The way things were looking she'd be going into serious withdrawl by the end of the day. She just had to wait till Dante slips up again to spring her trap.

Camp for Supernatural Teens

On his way back to camp Dante was stopped by that apparition he saw earlier. "Woah dude I don't need your arm! I was going to use my supply, I'm still not sure about asking her! I mean thanks for the offer but really I'm fine. Plus I'd hate to wake up with a severed arm in my bed"

Camp for Supernatural Teens

Once again Dante finds himself in a debate with his alter egoes. In his mind he hears once again those little voices telling him what to do. "Hey, if she lets you feed on her then we don't have to worry about our limited blood supply", one voice said. The other(and quieter) one was telling him, "Yeah but then you'd be no better than Isabella"

Dante knew that feeding off of Cyan would make him no better than Isabella but at the same time he was going to run out of the blood he brought with him. And he could tell by Tommorrow he'd need to feed anyway. Well she sounded like she'd be okay with it, he might as well try his luck. With that he retracted his claws and walked towards camp.

Camp for Supernatural Teens

"Well it's nice to know I'm not alone then, nice to meet you Cyan and no as of right now I don't need to feed. I tend to only do so when I have to, maybe tomorrow I'll do so-wait how did you know I was a vampire?" Dante took a step back. He wasn't sure if she was truely another camper or something else entirely.

Camp for Supernatural Teens

Dante looked her over before answering, "yeah I'm fine...no actually I'm not, ever wanted to destroy something but you can't? That's what I'm feeling right now....sorry let me start over, my name's Dante. And you are?"

Camp for Supernatural Teens

As he clawed apart in anger a sudden apparition appeared in his mind. He took a moment to figure out what was going on as he sat back down. "I'm insane now...perfect. As if Isabella wasn't enough now I'm hearing things". Just as he thought things could not get worse he could have sworn he heard someone else nearby. He jumped to his feet and looked around calling, "Hello? Who's out there!"

Isabella could sense Ray was growing weary of the game. However she felt that she could keep going. "Come on now, just a little longer and we'll have won"

Camp for Supernatural Teens

Arriving at the lake Dante sat on a rock overlooking the water. He looked back at where he bit himself to access the blood memory. He knew that if he used it the effects would last a bit but he didn't expect it to be this long. He felt the base of his neck and a feeling of regret came over him. Yet how was he supposed to know things would turn out like this? It wasn't his fault that everything ended so badly, was it?...No it was Isabella, she did this to him, she destroyed his life, his happiness, his only true family. But even so he did repaid her actions ten fold. In his anger he began to scrape the rock he was sitting on with his claws. A terrible screeching noise was made as he began to carve up the rock.

Isabella turned back just in time to see the balloon come flying towards her. In one quick movement she moved her head and handled the balloon in such a way as to send it back towards Ray. "Hey the balloon fight was yesterday!" She said jokingly as she focused herself on the game.

Camp for Supernatural Teens

As Eris tossed the balloon back to him Dante's feelings of rage resurfaced as another flashback of the incident hit him. He could see one of the attackers and quickly reacted by extending his claws. Unfortunately he extended them right when the balloon was falling into his hands. As a result the balloon popped and snapped Dante back into reality. "...of course. Why did I think I'd be free from all this if I came here", he muttered to himself. He looked up to Eris and said, "Sorry about that...not in the best mood right now" before making his way to the lake.

Isabella noticed Dante pop the balloon and she could tell he was nearing his breaking point. One more push and it could send him over the edge and out of everyones favor.

Camp for Supernatural Teens

Dante held the balloon in his hand, it was red. "Of all the colors...red" he thought to himself as he passed the balloon to Eris. At the moment red was no longer the color of life for him, right now he was like a bull when it came to red. He looked at his palms and saw that they were covered in blood. A chill went down his spine as thoughts raced through bis head. Whose blood is this? Did I feed? And on who or what? He panicked for a moment as he tried to make sense of things. He was so angry with memories of the incident that he was imagining it as if it was happening now. He calmed himself before preparing to catch the balloon again. While his mental state was not as bad as it had just been he was still noticeably upset.

Isabella smiled as she looked at the balloon in Ray's hand. "The last time we played with balloons everyone ended up drenched in paint", she said with a giggle as she looked over to Dante. She could see he was enraged and if she timed it right she'd be able to make the situation worse for him.

Camp for Supernatural Teens

Isabella took a moment to compose herself before answering, "Yes I'm fine just a little headache I'm afraid, most likely because of the sun. Anyway how are you? I remember seeing you in the mess hall when I first got here but we never really spoke since then. Has everyone been as friendly to you as they have to me?"

"Hey", Dante could barely bring himself to speak. He was screaming with rage within but on the outside he simply looked upset. He was fighting the urge to extend his claws for at the moment he really wanted to tear something to pieces. His better judgement kicked in and he figured it best to wait till later to let put his anger.