Mark of Darkness [private for me and RedRose4]

[zajawa]

"I'm okay with pain as far as you would be able to heal it", said Ashley quietly.
Of course he was still a bit scared of the pain and also of the possibility of dying, especially looking at the black around the wound. Trying to focus on something else he looked into the bag of the things that were most precious from the things he gathered around himself through the years. He felt a relief washing over him when he saw they were all fine. Good. What was inside? The pictures of his parents, uncle and his trainer, the cable from the computer that brought his him first own cash, the paper saying he was now the only owner of his company. The toy his mother made for him by herself when he was a little baby. The favourite deck of cards of his father that he teached him on how to play various games. Things like that. It wasn't much... but it was all that made him remember who he was and what he lived through. There was even a fuckin' marble which he found on the funeral of Yuki. That was the name he called his trainer by because of her blonde, almost white, hair. It reminded him about snow.. and he knew 'yuki' was the snow in Japanese. For someone it all could be an equivalent for garbage.. but for him it was his small treasures.

[RedRose4]

After Ashley said that, Dr.Ezra nodded, looking back at the other doctor an whispering a few things before turning back around and looking at Destro. "We need you to know after this is over, he'll need rest, probably stay here for another ten hours or so, in order to make sure he's still alive and the poison leaves his body."
Destro looked at the doctor as though he was crazy, furrowing his eyebrows and glancing at his pet before looking away. "Fine...just do whatever you have to do."

Dr.Ezra nodded, and made sure he put on gloves just in case the poison could be transmitted to him. Applying the numbering cream, the doctor took a moment to eye the wound some more, taking a sample of it and wheeling over to the table where a microscope was. Looking inside, it took only a few seconds for the man to speak.
"Luckily I've seen this before. We call it 'Vamporazten', a poison that only effects vampires, it goes into the blood stream and ultimately drains the red blood cells, leaving the host drained of blood, until the vampire is ultimately dead..." Dr.Ezra looked at Ashley, smirking softly and grabbing a scalpel while speaking. "It's a fifty fifty chance I can get this out before it kills you....your chances are higher than you think. I can do this, trust me."
Dr.Ezra then began speaking to his assistant, taking a few cotton balls and getting ready, bringing a jar over and untwisting the cap, not explaining what he was about to do since the doctor knew it would probably sound worse than it actually was.

[zajawa]

Hearing what the doctor said he looked at Destro and sighed mentally to himself when he pulled that face. Though when he said it was fine he felt himself relaxing a bit. When the scalpel went into his body he didn't almost feel that. Nodding simply his head when he heard he had fifty percent chance he tensed a bit. Damn it.. Although it was still quite high.. then there was that thought in him that it his own memories would kill him. And the man that killed him already once. Trying to think of something else he prepared himself mentally for a pain. Destro would probably enjoy seeing him like that.. but it was another thought he shoved aside for now. The most important thing for him right now was to survive.

[RedRose4]

Focusing on the task at hand, Dr.Ezra began to speak, his eyes on the wound while he did so. "The blood bags hooked up? We need to make sure 2cc's are delivered every five minutes so that he isn't drained."
Kestran nodded her head, doing just that and hooking it up. As she brought the IV needle to Ashley's inner forearm, the female doctor looked for the vein and spoke to the vampire as she was about to poke the needle into his skin. "You'll feel better once the blood enters the bloodstream." Kestran smiled a bit, pushing in the needle and placing a bit of take in place so it doesn't fall out.

Ezra waited for that to be done before he then began to cut, carefully around where the wound was, circling around the black part of Ashley's tissue in order to cut it away and drain out the poison before it could spread. "Keep breathing...it'll be over soon." The doctor tried to make Ashley feel better, although he knew it was going to hurt no matter what he said. The scalpel cut around the injured area, bringing out nice, fresh red blood, showing Ezra that part was healthy. Going to the centre where it was the worst, the doctor glanced back at Ashely and spoke to him.
"This will create a lot of pain...although once the needle is iinside, it shouldn't be so bad. Hold your breath if it helps, but breath once it's inside. I don't want you to pass out Ashley." Ezra explained as calmly as possible, although it was obvious by the way he was working the situation was rather serious.

While that was going on, Destro stayed back against the wall, watching what was going on and tapping his foot in the process. If it weren't for Ashley possibly dying from this, Destro might be enjoying this....but noticing just how serious the situation was, the vampire was concerned that he might have his first pet die over something that was meant for him. Destro sighed, wanting to have Ashley a little longer, at least for a few more years or decades, and if he died already, it would be rather pathetic.

[zajawa]

Ashley flinched just slightly when the the woman pushed the needle inside his arm. It wasn't like it hurt much.. just startled him a bit for he wasn't used to that feeling. He really felt better as soon as the blood was delivered to his body. When he felt.. and saw.. the scalpel going into his body he tensed up but didn't let out any sound other than a shaky breath out. Then he whimpered softly as it all continued. Who could take someone cutting up his body silently? Trying to take even breaths in and out, since he knew it would help him to hold in his breath, he shuddered a bit. Ashley just hoped he wouldn't die here and now. It would be such a pathetic death. Defending someone that took away everything from him. How damn lame.

[RedRose4]

Ezra nodded in return and then took a needle that had tubing going into the large jar. It was a simple device, but it would work perfectly for something like this. "I'm trying to take out the poison, and hope your body ends up flushing it out. This is the part that really chooses life or death...it's your bodies choice." Ezra took a moment, waiting shortly before taking the needle and almost flinching himself as he pushed the needle into the black, injured part of Ashley's leg, knowing all too well how it felt.
"There...the hard part is over...now we have to wait." The doctor muttered, watching as the dark red and black liquid began to fill up the jar, seeing just how much of it there was before focusing on his assistant.
"More blood, his body is draining out faster than I thought." Ezra said while getting a bottle of liquid, opening it up and gently pouring it along his wound. It was similar to alcohol, it would burn a little but it would help with cleaning it out a bit more.

[zajawa]

Ashley nodded when he heard the doctor and then he cried out when it was pushed in. It really hurt. It made him like his whole leg was on fire. As it drined the toxicated blood out of his wound he gasped and whimpered once again. It really damn hurt. It was nothing like the cutting or breaking of his bones that Destro did. It was something more. Scratching the table he was laying on with his black nails he sobbed softly. It hurt. Hurt so damn much..

[RedRose4]

Ezra looked at Ashley, noticing the pain and asking him, or at least trying to ask him something. "This will last up to half an hour sometimes...is there anyone you'd here with you while this is happening? Maybe someone that...you'd want to see just in case?" The doctor asked, not wanting to make it sound like Ashley was going to die, but if something were to happen it would be the best option. Plus sometimes just someone to be there for him could help, someone other than Destro.

[zajawa]

"Ket..", he gasped just barely understanding other vampire.
Sobbing softly he still thought it would be too much for Beray that just found his place and would be treated really good. And he didn't want to anyone to cry over him. And Ket wouldn't. Ashley knew Ket would kick his ass if he would try to die. And Roy.. He was still able to stay human. It would feel wrong for him to stay here. Another painful groan made a way through his throat. If anyone should be next to him while he was dying.. it should his partner in fight. He didn't want to die like that... with the man he should hate and the people that didn't know anything about him.

[RedRose4]

Just as Ashley said that name, Ezra looked at Destro, waiting for him to move before doing anything else.
The older vampire snarled, showing he didn't approve although he shook his head and left the room, closing the door behind him and causing Dr.Ezra to sigh. "It's doing good so far, come on Ashley...."
Kestran was already preparing another blood bag, the other empty as it went into the young vampires body. It looked like a lot, but the poison was taking so much from him that it was needed, or else he'd die of blood loss in just a few minutes.

It took another ten minutes until Destro walked into the room, returning to the wall but heading to the corner, as if he was a child in detention. Only seconds later Ket followed suit, not taking long to see Ashley and walking over to him. Glancing at his wound, he flinched and then looked back up at the young vampire, pulling up a chair and sitting beside him while grabbing his hand tight, giving it some pressure in a way to distract him from the other, much more severe pain.
"I shouldn't be surprised to see you here already...I heard you fought back? I'm proud of you Ash, but that looks like a hell of a hit." Ket looked at it once more, not showing the concern on his face, but he felt it on the inside. "Is it as bad as it looks?" Ket asked, not trying to sound insulting, in fact he was purposefully trying to make Ashley speak, wanting him to try as best he could, to show he had a little bit of strength in him still. If he couldn't speak, Ket was at least trying to speak to Ashley, wanting to 'calm' him to a certain extent, as much as he could during something so painful.