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off with my left hand and then ripped his head
off tossing him aside.
    My right arm instantly began going numb; I had to get to the
house to treat this.  I needed to cut this open to bleed the poison and
then apply some herbs to help fight the poison and heal the wound.  My
body was strong but natural poisons could harm me, just like a vampire bite
could kill me and a werewolf scratch could change me, this poison was going to
either kill me or seriously put me out of commission for a little while.
    As I made it to shore I swore I could hear a dark laugh
whispering in the wind, laughing at my misfortune.  I was halfway to the
house and my body had broken into a sweat and my heart had started
slowing.  The venom was making its course through my body, wreaking havoc
on my systems.  Without draining my blood the poison was going to actually
kill me, my demon powers were weak along with my witch magic so I was in a
position to die and I really did not want to die.  I wasn't sure where I
would be going when I actually did die and I was not ready to find out.
    It came down to marring my body again, making another nasty
scar, yes I have a healing ability, but I can still scar.  Without tools I
would have to use my fingers to create a really nasty tear in my arm, and that
doesn't always heal nicely.  I dug my fingernails into my arm creating a
really disgusting gash and causing me to scream in agony at the pain I was
causing myself.  After I had about a five inch long gash in my arm and the
blood was flowing freely I started to feel better.  My heartbeat was back
up and I could at least see straight now.  But with my wonderful healing
powers my body was sealing the skin back up so I had to keep ripping my fingers
through the skin keeping the wound fresh so it would drain the poison.
    I was weak from blood loss and poison by the time I made it
to my back porch.  I made it up two steps and then collapsed barely able
to keep my eyes open.  As tough as I was this attack had weakened me
severely and I wasn't recuperating fast enough to stay awake, that's when the
blackness finally took over my brain.
    A humming interrupted the darkness, alerting me to the fact
that I was still alive.  It was dark outside and I was in the bed, in
clean clothes.  I forced myself to remember getting here but I couldn't,
then I recognized the hum for what it was.  A human was in my house and
without my knowledge of them coming in.  I bolted out of the bed and
realized several things at once.  1. I was in my tank top and panties. 2.
Someone had cleaned and bandaged my arm. 3. That someone was still in my house
at 3 am and 4. I was dizzy as hell.
    I guess I should be thankful that it wasn't an ear piercing
scream telling me a demon had found me.  I grabbed a pair of shorts and
headed out the door on uneasy feet, then down the stairs where I ran smack into
Matthews.
    "Whoa there, please no more accidents" Matthews
grabbed my shoulders to steady me so I would not continue down the stairs.
    "Holy hell what are you doing in my house
Matthews.  You scared the crap out of me." I sat down on the top
stair thankful that it was only him, but curious how he got in here.
    "I'm sorry; I didn't know that you were awake
yet.  I thought that I was being as quiet as possible.  You've been
asleep for almost five hours and I was starting to wonder if I should take you
to the hospital with that wound. But I know you detest them so I was trying to
be strong and watch you all night, but I fell asleep earlier on the floor in
your room.  About an hour ago I woke up and came down stairs to get some
water and stretch out on the couch. But the truth is you are the one who scared
the crap out of me.  What the hell happened to you?" he pointed to my
arm.
    "I scared you?  Are you the one who bandaged my
arm and changed me?" I looked at him skeptically, hoping against hope it
wasn't true.  He only shook his head yes in response.  I cringed
inside knowing he had seen