Medaka
"You! You did kill him!" She screemed. Her hair and eyes turned a scarlet red. Her body radiated an evil aura. She furrowed her brows in a way that turned her determined glare into one of murderous intent. Her eyes pierced into his, attacking his very soul with that evil aura. Had it not been for Shinobu's rebuttal, she would have already followed up on that nonverbal threat.
"You seem to be under the assumption that she needs to kill you, that is quite an extreme stance. Especially when there are always other options."
No. I cannot. My emotions are no longer my own. I cannot let myself become him, not while I am attached to her...
She slammed her foot into the ground, causing the concrete to shatter. The shockwave from the impact knocked over the nearby clothing racks. She bit her lip in frustration, causing a stream of blood to flow down her chin. Her voice rose like a beast as she said, "Fangs.. They take far too long to grow. The skill to use them takes even longer to obtain. In the time it took to better myself, I already lost someone else. Believe me, I want nothing more then to end your life. But in this city, power amounts to nothing. There is always a stronger force, one that can take away what you hold dear at any moment."
Her hair returned to its natural color. Her eyes calmed down a bit, becoming more soft, meek even. "No you are right. I cannot undo what is already done. I don't know the answer yet either. But there is one skill I have, one ability that no one else can take away from me. Empathy."
Medaka took a step closer, getting into his space. She maintained eye contact the entire time. The moment she took that step, her eyes regained their strength. "I done nothing but fail since he died. I thought I could help Toe by staying by his side. I was scared of Theodore's sudden change so I avoided him. However, I ask that you listen to me. Please, even if you refuse my demands, at least consider their meaning."
The young vampire simply stared at him for a moment before continuing. "Theodore.... He is dead, gone from this world at your hands. Even after that, I still wish the best for you. No matter what happens, I cannot shake my love for strangers. So please, give me back my soul. There is no need to fight, no need to create a superfluous cycle of anger. If we come to an understanding, then no one has to die. And please, don't kill anyone. You are a gentle soul. There is no need for such brutality anymore."