just wonderful... (Danille)

[Kenny Hao]

Kenny had been dreaming about Nyx's Realm. He was standing in the middle of the grove breathing in fresh, sweet air when Nyx's voice came to him. At first he didn't quiet catch what was said. Her voice was faint like she was miles away and the wind is what brought her voice. He looked around to see if she might have been around him...but no. All he could see were the beautiful trees and nature that surrounded him.

"Kenny..."

This time he caught her voice. That beautiful, soft, angelic voice full of love and care... He recognized it easily. It wasn't a voice to mistaken for anyway else.

"What?" He called to the wind. No answer. He continued onward in his dream... Further into the grove hoping to find the beloved Goddess. There was no luck though. All that surrounded him was the comforting nature.

"Wake up, Kenny. I have a job for you to do." The winds brought her sweet voice to his ears. He could feel her presence in the wind that swirled around him joyfully.

Before he could ask questions he awoke from his wonderful dream to a severe headache and blindness. The blindness startled him for a moment. It always did startle him no matter how many times he got a vision... The blindness finally left but with its departure brought a horrible scene. His visions were always about death and destruction so he knew from the start it wouldn't be pleasant.

This one was a little different than his normal ones. Usually the young fledgling had to watch it like a movie or was in the person it was happening too. This time, Kenny was in the witness body... He could feel the witness's pain. The sudden heartache and the brokenness of her soul. He concentrated on what was going on around her. If she weren't crying so much he could probably tell... Finally, she wiped her eyes and knelt down to a body that Kenny recognized as a fledgling who rejected the Change. He couldn't catch the boy's face though. There wasn't a way for him to see who rejected the Change. The girls pain clouded his own emotions, thoughts, and sight....he cursed himself for not being as concentrating. If he had focused better he would have seen more.

It ended quickly. His vision returned slowly allowing him to see Raven didn't witnessed it. Good. It was way to embarrassing for people to see him like that... all weak and bleeding. Lucky that his roommate wasn't in their room...

Grumbling, he stood up forcing himself to keep balance and walked straight to the bathroom to take a needed shower. All the blood that had poured from his nose was now all over his face, arms, and front side.

He dressed quickly and practically ran to the kitchen to grab his blood wine. Estelle always knew when Kenny would have a vision and he learned quick she always sat out blood bottle for him spiked with wine...

Estelle had sat out two bottles today instead of just one bottle. She had to have known he woke up with a vision and would need it... Talk about waking up on the wrong side of the bed!

He found his way to the school grounds. No one had come out yet, probably because it was still very early. About 6pm. It was Saturday too. He cursed wishing he could have slept in like everyone else.. But no, he had to wake up to death.

Shaking his head, he found a picnic bench and sat on the table of it. At least now he could get this blood into his system. The color would slowly return to him once in his system.... He looked like a complete zombie. His headache didn't help his crappy look either.

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[Danille Greyson]

The time of a restless sleep was never welcomed to anyone. To be awake earlier then they intended to seemed like a curse. Sadly that is what was bothered the Fighting Instructor. She could not sleep and laying in bed just seemed to irritate herself even more. So with a sigh she pushed herself out of the bed. Scanning her eyes quickly at the semi-tinted window she could tell that it wasn't time to officially be awake.

Let alone it only being 6 in the morning to the Vampyres way of Day and Night.The instructor quickly pulled on her trench coat that ended at her ankles and seemed to fan out some. Zipping the coat she grabbed a bottle from her mini fridge that was located by the door of her room. It was a bottle of blood with a hint of Cinnamon in it. Being from Italy Danille had a habit of keeping her origins close to her heart especially with the spices. With her pinky nail she pulled the cork out and set it on top of the fridge before exiting her room.

Taking a small sip from the bottle the Vampyre smiled lightly to herself. Walking down the hall her boots gave the stone floor a soft 'tap. tap. tap' noise. Other than that everything was quiet and she could sense that everyone was asleep or awake quietly in their respective rooms. As she took another drink she had came in front of the Main Door. With light movement she was outside in the semi crisp air. Danille stood looking around the empty yard before her.

Slightly scanning the area she felt a presence that should not have been outside at this hour. It took her a moment to feel the distress from the presence that wasn't far off from where she stood. She had a feeling that this fledgling would need help and herself being a Vampyre would gladly apply to it. Danille turned a corner to see a boy sitting on a bench. Her eyes slightly widen when she smelt and had seen the blood on the boy's shirt. It didn't take long for her to notice that the fledgling was a student named Kenny.

Walking up she purposely coughed to make herself noticeable so she didn't startle the kid. Danille's blue eyes examined Kenny when she stood fully in front of him. "Child, are you alright"She asked with a soft tone in her voice. Her eyes held a slight hint of worry within them as she produced a cloth from her coat pocket and held it out to the Fledgling.

[Kenny Hao]

Kenny kept his eyes downward... looking into the sunlight hurt his eyes. He knew now that it had been a horrible idea to come out here! He should have went to the stables or watched a movie... Anything would be better than this horrible pounding inside his head. He sighed heavily then took a huge gulp of the bottle.. Kenny had a bit of a problem with bloodlust control. If anything he felt lucky to get more blood than most students.. The third and fourth formers haven't yet developed a taste for it and the fifth and sixth formers only get blood on occasions like special rituals or dinners.

He bit the inside of his lip lightly. In such deep thought, he didn't hear Professor Danille Greyson walk up to him. Only when she coughed he looked up. Danille had been his mentor since he come to House of Night. All fledglings were assigned a mentor for emotional help, situation help, ect. He liked Danille. She was different and had spark too her. He always figured that's why Danille was assigned to him... because he, himself, was different. Just in a different way.

He talked to her sometimes about random things but always kept his vision drama to himself and/or Hayley Carter. Hayley always went with him to save people, to prevent his visions from coming true. He wasn't really sure what to say to Danille about them... to him it just sounds like complaining which was a very lame thing too do.

He was surprised Danille didn't notice the symptoms of his own visions. He was sure the High Priestess, Estelle Josephine, had informed her what all happened. "Oh, hey Professor." He forced a fake smile onto his skinny face.

"I'll be okay..." He sighed, took a long drink, then added. "Visions suck. I don't get why I have to hurt to help people." He didn't mean to say that! He pursed his lips tightly together so he wouldn't slip up on something else stupid.

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[Danille Greyson]

Danille was standing there patiently. She was not going to rush him into answering her right away. By the way he looked she could tell that it dealt with his Visions but she wanted to hear it come from himself. Finally she noticed him looking up and answered her question. A small smile slipped from her lips as he said the last sentence. "Powers work in mysterious ways. We just have to learn to block out the side affects that come with them. I am your mentor and you know if you ever need someone to talk you have me"She said laying a hand on his shoulder"Whether it seems like complaining or not in your mind."

Letting her hand fall she did not like the feeling that Kenny wasn't sure on coming to her about anything. She was here to help him and she planned on doing just that, but how is she suppose to help if he wouldn't talk to her about the visions. Taking a drink from her own bottle of blood she grabbed his arm lightly, and stood him up on his feet. "Come. The sun is bothering you. Let us go somewhere with shade if you do not want to go back inside"the dark haired mentor spoke with her Italian accent slightly showing through.

Her hand never left his arm encase he was not in his full strength after his vision. She was not going to let him go back to his room until he told her everything that happened. This was her stern side edging through. Danille was worried for Kenny's safety with the visions. With them giving him headaches and making his noes bleed she didn't want it to affect him dying before the change. She had the full respect and love for Nyx, and no one would say otherwise she just wished that the Goddess would make things easier for the fledglings.

[Kenny Hao]

Powers work in mysterious ways alright. Even his healing gift worked oddly compared to others with healing. Most vampyres can only heal an injury halfway but he could heal it fully. Just about any injury he can heal as long as he knew the basics of the body part he worked on. Weirdly couldn't heal himself though, only others which sucked because he would heal himself after visions.

Kenny looked back at her when her hand reached his shoulder. He knew he could talk to her about anything it was just hard for him to. Nothing has ever embarrassed him so much as his visions. He loved helping the people he had them about but the way it had didn't feel right to him. If people witness it he gets embarrassed. If people see how he looks afterward he feels embarrassed.

He sighed lightly. "Alright." He agreed to getting out of the sun. It wasn't like he had a choice though. Danille had his arm to pull him up and to support him. He grabbed both his bottles with his other hand.

"I still don't get it. I get hurt with my visions to help others and my healing gift can heal others but not myself. Surely Nyx doesn't think I'm not worth well-being." He steps matched hers even though he looked as if he had a bad case of vertigo. He only said what he did because it was about time he give in and talk to his mentor. He needed to stop hiding.

"I'd like to stay outside. A shady place will do." He added quickly so Danille didn't lead him back inside.

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[Danille Greyson]

Danille could tell that it bothered him with how his Visions came. She looked down at him as they walked"If Nyx didn't think you were worth well-being then she would have never granted you the gifts that you gained, Kenny. All we can do is try to practice ways in letting your Visions make you so weak. They might just have to be channeled from deep within to find the full power of both Visions and Healing." She had looked back up when she spotted the shade tree with a bench underneath the tree's leaves protected.

Carefully she led him to the bench and helped him sit back down. Standing in the shade Danille felt the relief on her skin as they sat in the shade. Taking another drink from her bottle she pulled out a traveling pack of wet wipes and held them out to Kenny. "Here lets at least clean your face up before we get any farther into this discussion"She said noticing the blood that was dripping from his nose. She knew that Nyx had her ways in the abilities she gives to everyone. Danille just wondered what were they behind it.

The Vampyre set her bottle on the ground next to her as her fingers intertwined together. She knew how difficult it is to fully comprehend powers. Danille herself could easily control her Blue Fire, but when it dealt with her Telekinesis the Instructor had little control over it. That ability came in her last year as a Fledgling, but she still had trouble with it, so she just sticks to the Fire and her Combat Skills. Danille does though practice it when she is by herself in her free time. "You feeling any better? Do you need an Advil"She asked worry seeping into her voice.

[Kenny Hao]

Kenny didn't refuse her help. He sat back down on a bench that was nicely shaded by a tree with her aid. If only the sun would go down faster than it did... He thought about what she said, considered it, and thought it would probably be a good idea on his best interest. He sat his unopened bottle on the ground between his feet with the other in his right hand.

He took the towelettes from his mentor and quickly wiped his face off. The bleeding had just about stopped. Every now and then he'd wipe his nose off again. "I guess I could try and practice. Although, I never get warning apart from this morning...And when they happen I have no control. I'm either in the person it's happening too or watching it happen like a movie. I can barely tell what my body is doing. I get too weak to support myself... Really, I wouldn't know where to or how to start practing." He said truthfuly. He took a sip of his bottle. Immediately the taste exploded into his mouth making him warm... That bloodlust had a huge grip on him but he didn't show it. Instead, he kept his poker face on lowering the bottle to his lap.

"I feel a little better. Once this blood is in my system I'll be fine. No Advil, thank though." He stiffled a yawn before continuing. "If I have these visions I'm Nyx's prophet. Aphrodite says I'm like a hero but I disagree with her. I'm just someone who can be somewhere at the right time. Half the time I wonder if I should have visions... I know I'm not supposed to question gifts from the goddess but I can't help it." Talking about his vision problems were as hard as he thought they would be... He could barley mask his pain with a nonchalant tone much less make his appearance look normal.

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[Danille Greyson]

Danille was deep in thought. She herself was trying to think of a way that she could help her fledgling. For once the vampyre seemed stumped. The only reason behind it is that she never really had to deal with visions. So being assigned to someone who has them makes her own learning experience grow. She let out a slight sigh opening her eyes. "We will find starting point. All abilities have a point in which we start to control them. We just have to find yours"She said giving him one of her rare smiles. She wanted him happy.

Hearing that Aphrodite says he is like a hero makes the Instructor nod slightly. "She is right in a way. You are a hero because you are able to help, but among your own kind you may seem like one of the Goddess's favorite people. That there is always a blessing no matter what anyone says. The Goddess chose you for a great destiny that you will discover"Danille told him softly picking her bottle up and taking a drink from it. She was trying to sort out what she planned on saying next. She felt warmth around her.

The Vampyre knew they were both different. Different from their own kind in their own way. They were both special in Nyx's hands just like each and everyone else. Everyone was the same, yet everyone was different.

[Kenny Hao]

How could there be a starting point with his visions? He never got a warning and, no matter how hard he tried not to, lost control of his body. Sometimes he could gain some strength but never enough to help himself. If he tried too hard he lost concentration of what was happening in the vision. He felt all over defeated. It wouldn't hurt anything to at least try and listen to Danille. She was a smart women after all and his mentor, it would be smart of him to try.

With the feeling of defeat came the feeling of thirst. Oh great, he's turning into a problem drinker. The thought made him laugh. "Sorry, just thought of something funny."

Funny to him at least, probably not to anyone else. Was there any such thing as a vampyre problem drinker? He craved blood when he felt like this. Leave it to Kenny to be the first bloodaholic.

The tip of the bottle reached his lips again and he chugged what was left of his first bottle. "Hero or not I still feel like a normal teenager trying to live a normal fledgling life... And being a brilliant musician." He paused opening his second bottle.

"If I try to muster any strength I loose concentration of the vision... If I let the vision overcome me I get all the detail but end up weak and defeated. Loose, loose."

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[Danille Greyson]

Danille listened to his words. Deep down within herself she
was trying to make herself belief that there is a way to control
them. She did not want to make him doubt himself anymore
then he was now. She took a drink thinking of her brother who
just happened to be Priestess Estelle's Prophet. It had taken
him time to grab a hold of his Visions, but not as well as either
of them hope to happen. Somewhere in her heart though she
knew that Nyx gives everyone a chance with their abilities they
just have to master it.

"Do not give up hope, Kenny. Giving up is letting people know
that you are not strong enough to go through anything. You are
very strong and do not forget that. You must look within yourself
for at least a starting point. If we can find what triggers something
about these Visions. Sometimes my brother has the same problem
at times"Danille tried to cheer him up. She was not fond of anyone
just quitting... or saying lose lose. There is always a chance at some
thing in life. Closing her eyes she felt a soft breeze and smiled some.

It happened to have Nyx comforting them. Danille knew it was Nyx
because she heard a soft whisper from the Goddess. Kenny was
Danille's first apprentice. She knew they both had to work with one
another and let everything progress until the change for Kenny. She
wanted to believe that Kenny was going to Change. She did not want
to doubt him, because she wouldn't be able to bare losing him. She
considered him like a son... even though she probably would not admit
it to anyone. She was the type to be a secretive Vampire within herself.