Just as Chan was going for another blow to the werewolf girl he was tripped up by another wolf - of the four-legged kind. He could tell it was no ordinary wolf but didn't care at this point. Just as he grabbed the wolf by the throat something else caught his attention, causing him to let go of the creature.<br/><br/>Garland was running down the street one moment and not the next. She blinked, taking her a moment to realize what was going on.<br/><br/>Just great. There was one werewolf with a child, some mutant wolf, another were, some human somewhere. But none of that mattered. Screw the boy. Let him be were food. Screw the mutant, the other were, and the human. All Chan was focused on was Queen Lily - with Garland in her clutches. If his heart was beating it would've stopped right then and there.  Lily was his main focus right now. Let the others fight over the other child.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FDF5E6">"Fucking cunt!"</span>He marched up to her, screaming all sorts of curses at her in all sorts of languages. He was mere inches from her face, cursing at her now in ancient dialects long since forgotten. He could feel his body start to change as the whites of his eyes started to cloud over black.<br/><br/><span style="color: #7DF9FF">"Ch-Chan..."</span>Garland's frightened whisper caught his attention. He glanced down at the girl who was pressing herself against the queen, cowering in fear - of<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">him</span></span>! He took a few steps back. He had to calm himself now, had to think rationally. He  fumbled with his pack of cigarettes as he pulled them out, his hands shaking as he placed one in his lips and lit it. It was clear he was trying to subdue his rage. He had told the girl he couldn't change. He wasn't about to scare her by doing so.<br/><br/>The queen had him by the balls now, there was no question. He was in her mercy. If he left they would surely kill the girl but that had never been an option not even as a bluff. If he attacked the girl may be injured or killed in the process. If he grabbed her and tried to run they could end up ripping her in half. There was only one thing he could do at this point.<span style="color: #FDF5E6">"My life for the girl's."</span><br/><br/>Garland blinked, suddenly realizing what was going on and what he was doing.<span style="color: #7DF9FF">"Chan, no! You ca-"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FDF5E6">"Shut the fuck up, stupid cow!"</span>He cut her off in mid-sentence. He extended his offer once more to the queen.<span style="color: #FDF5E6">"My life for the girl's. What would you rather have? A rouge vampire? Or a sick child that's not even worth her own weight in blood?"</span><br/><br/>Garland struggled and fought against the grip the queen had on her.<span style="color: #7DF9FF">"No, you can't! Don't hurt him! No! Chan!"</span>She tried to squim away, she even tried to bite the woman, anything to get away.<span style="color: #7DF9FF">"Yiuqilrczuem!"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FDF5E6">"Shit!"</span>As soon as the girl started to make no sense everything happened in an instant. Chan had knocked the queen out of the way and dropped to one knee, catching the girl just before she hit the ground. With cigarette still in his lips he held the girl, keeping her head from hitting the hard ground, as she seized. His guard was down completely. He had the vampire queen in front of him, an overgrown were to one side, a werewolf and mutant wolf behind him, a building blocking his other side, and he still hadn't gotten the chance to pinpoint that damn human. Any one of them could have easily taken both him and the girl out at this point. With his guard down a death blow would be a piece of cake right now for even the other little child to make. But would they do it?<br/><br/>As Garland started to come out of her seizure she began to fight, not to get away from him but because her mind was not consciously aware yet that she was doing it. He held her until she stopped fighting. He stood up, easily swinging the girl around to hold her on his left hip like a mother would her child. She immediately wrapped her legs around his lithe frame and her arms around his neck. She rested her head on his shoulder, her face towards his back.<span style="color: #7DF9FF">"Count Sebastian."</span>Her voice came out as an exhausted whisper.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FDF5E6">"He's in the car. We'll get him soon."</span>He backed up against the building so he had all those he could see in front of him. He actually didn't know what would happen now. He could change and get the hell out of there, but that was out of the question. He didn't want to scare her again. He never wanted her afraid of him for any reason.<br/><br/>As he watched the others, waiting for a possible attack, he silently cursed himself. He was getting the fatherly instincts for this girl he didn't want. Here they were surrounded by supernaturals, death being inevitable. And all he could think about was how to get her her doll! When was he going to fucking learn not to befriend human children?!