Persona - Mask of Origins

Zain sent Cara home after a few feet and Daieko helped him into his house. He scribbled a letter and attatched it to a pigeon's leg. Sending out on it's way he caught Zain's questioning look, "What? You want your sister to worry? I was only telling her where you are."

Zain nodded and let him explain a bunch of notes and potions to him, "Get it? All this will help you control your cravings for human blood and it slows the progression into being a shadow. You'll be saved. I will find the cure. I don't want to live like this either. Stick with me and you'll get better. Now, let's bind that wound."

The pigeon landed on the window sill and pecked the window of Yuki's house.

 

Yuki took the note off the pigeon's leg and sighed after reading it.

"I wish Zain would have told me in person."

 

Sakuya called Yuki.

 

Yuki picked the phone up.

"Hey, Sakuya."

 

"Hey, how's Zain?"

 

"He hasn't been home since he went to deal with Shiv. He's trying to find a cure."

 

"Even if Toya's denounced the engagement, I decided to go through with it."

 

Daieko prepared a wrot-iron poker and let it heat in the fire. Zain's eyes widened and he hissed, "You're not touching me with that thing!" Daieko sighed and dropped it, "It was worth a try. I guess I can't sear every wound shut, well it was certainly worth a shot." He wrapped up Zain's wounds and slapped his cheek playfully, "Don't you go looking for Shiv now. You know she'll come back, in some shape or form."

 

"Good for you, Sakuya. You two will be happy together."

 

"Yeah, but hey, Sakuya, be my maid of honor. Heard Toya talked to Toji about being the best man."

 

"That would be great." Yuki said.

 

Daieko kicked Zain and Rio out of his house after a few hours of poking and proding Zain. "You'll be fine! Just get out!"

Zain gratefully headed home. He was still gripping his lance tightly and Orphan rustled uncomfortably around, echoing in his head, Ssssomeone should sssserioussssly hit that boy.

Zain nodded and opened the front door. He still could smell Yuki and heard her talking on the phone to Sakuya. His eyes felt heavy and he dragged his tired body into the living room and flopped onto the couch, closing his eyes.

 

"I better get going." Sakuya put the phone and sighed.

 

Yuki hung up the phone.

"How did it go, Zain?"

 

Zain opened one eye and lifted his shirt, showing her his tightly bound white bandage. "Not so good, but she's dead and I found another who's been infected like I have. He gave me some drink that's supposed to slow the transformation so he can find a cure."

Daieko examined himself in the mirror, after it had cracked from the first time he'd looked, he'd gotten used to the fractured image. His image still frightened himself. Shemhazai didn't care for his image either.

 

"That's good. You'll be back to normal in no time."

 

Zain snorted, "As if I'm going to cooperate with that psycho. Do you know who he is? Daieko Deathchild! He's some crazy scientist's son. He took my blood, poked at me, broke off one of my spines and wanted to sear my wound shut."

Daieko commenced his research and was still just as stumped as he was with his own test samples.

 

"You act like such a baby, Zain."

 

Daieko would need a bit more, he calmly drove to Yuki's house and knocked on the door. Shemhazai had always commented on his mannersims but now she was silent as the dead.

Zain rolled his eyes and looked toward the door, "You didn't see him. He's freaky." he muttered.

 

"Go answer the door, Zain. I'm gonna go take a shower."