Always tumbling down over that abyss of Madness

[moonlitknight]

Who: Zero and Open
What: Zero loses his shit falls to his bloodlust
When: May 4th
Where: Everywhere.
Warnings: Blood, violence, manipulation, self-harm, he'll be an arrogant ass too


He digs at his throat obscuring the tattoo. The pain a welcome change to the raw hunger clawing at his throat making it impossible to even think! His stomach churns and his form convulses bringing him to his knees. His hands slam forward breaking the fall as his instincts single out the faint sound of a heart beating in the distance. He covers his ears to block out the sound but it doesn't go away!

Starvation.

It turned vampires mad. And Zero had been starving himself for far too long.

His body screams in agony, forcing his instincts to the surface as hunger grips him in its claws forcing his heart rate up, the sound mixing with the steady one in the distance. It was close. If he--

"Stop it!"

He grits his teeth and his breathing falls into ragged breaths. He's losing control. Beneath the blood and raw skin, his tattoo begins to glow and his eyes pulse a deep red. He's slipping, falling off the ledge of sanity and the monster lurking inside raises its head and tests the will that always kept it at bay, and for the first time it come away with a grin. The Hunter lost more than his memories, he lost his strength to defy it.

Time passes and his throat begins to heal while that beating heart echoes in his mind drawing the vampire toward the source, a wide grin marring its lips when its meal falls within its sights.

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[wadoichimonji]

Zoro's hold on his sword shifts, and he starts counting inhis head, wondering if he, alone, will be enough distraction for the vampire. He moves slowly, his body against the alleyway Sheryl took to run away, his eye concentrating on Zero, his blind spot covered by something in his head. He's ready for anything.

[moonlitknight]

Anything involved another shuddering strike of those talons through the flesh of his thigh drawing blood. The sharp pain short circuits the signals being sent to his brain and he slowly shakes of the compulsion to stay in place though he can't go after her, the last orders still holding him to her words.

But.

She had said not to follow her, she hadn't said he couldn't tear up her shinki in her place, so when the vampire finally shakes off the compulsion to lay still he flicks his gaze to the shinki left behind and slowly pushes off the ground.

[wadoichimonji]

Zoro is ready to strike. The hairs at the back of his neck stand up, the look on the man's face is saying nothing short of "run" but Zoro isn't listening to the rational part of his brain. He thinks for a moment, wondering if dealing the first strike would be a good idea.

He takes in his surroundings, stares at the vampire, and smiles. He runs forwards, sword raised, letting the blade fall in front of him, directed at Zero.

[moonlitknight]

He quickly side-steps to avoid the blade but the god's compulsion still reverberate through his body slowing him down enough for the blade to cut through his side and the vampire pitches forward, barely catching himself as he turns red eyes on the swordsman. Blood seeps through his fingers from where his hand instinctively tried to smother the bleeding and he's growling, deep in his throat.

His reflexes are a mess that song still messing with is neural pathways enough to slow down his reaction time, his speed. But he's still got his healing and it works over time to seal the wound though it'll take a few minutes to close the shallow wound. Minutes, the vampire tries to gain by picking up a large rock about half his size and throwing it at the swordsman. After all, the song hadn't affected his strength.

[wadoichimonji]

Zoro blinks, moving his sword, having the blade dripping with blood in front of his body again. He squares his shoulders, staring intently at Zero, watching him, his grip on the hilt of his sword getting tighter.

He gasps when he sees the wound closing itself, and steels himself for a second attack. He feels the rock before he sees it, and swaps at it with his sword, cutting it in half. He's more surprised by his own feat than anything, never having cut a rock in half before.

He's a bit distracted by the pieces of stone on the floor.