After all of this unsettling stuff, Doom needed to calm down again. Therefore, he went upstairs, sneaking along the corridor and slowly opening the door to Sliver's room. There his slave lay, sleeping soundly and looking gorgeous in black leather, only underlining the pale skin which still was smeared with quite some blood as well as the vampire's seed.

Sighing idly, Doom ran his fingers along the leather straps buckled around Sliver's upper arm. Strange how soothing the human seemed to be to him... It was enough to just stand here and watch the slow movements of his pet's breathing, sometimes a little twitching and shifting. Calming and completely settling his mind down.

The vampire stroke along Sliver's neck, careful to not wake the human up. Even though human senses were much weaker than vampiric, they weren't to be underestimated. Doom had made this mistake a few times on his first hunts, but after finding out how much he could do without disturbing his prey's sleep, the troubles while hunting had stopped.

Resting his head on his forearms, Doom kept kneeling next to Sliver's bed. He didn't want to leave the other here, but then again, he had a more than urgent task. The thought alone made him shudder in fear. If he didn't watch out, he would end like Loanbar, Momo and Tishok. Certainly not his plan.

It was no use, he had to go now. Taking another look at Sliver, Doom turned around and walked off, leaving the sleeping human behind. Strangely enough, he felt bad about it. As if he was betraying Sliver in some way. Ridiculous, and yet, it didn't stop bothering him. Just what had happened to him?

He seemed to have been too loud, as Sliver groaned lowly and turned on his back, just to start whimpering and cursing at the pain the deep wounds surely were causing him. "Now now, easy Sliver..." Doom stepped closer again, somehow relieved there was another possibility to procrastinate the Heades hunt. "Wait... I'll help you."

Doom watched out to be careful as he helped Sliver turning on the other side, caressing the human's cheek a little as tears dripped down his slave's cheeks. "Is my poor little pet in pain?" Doom asked softly, wondering a little about his own behaviour. "Aww, don't cry, it's going to be fine again soon."

Only after several minutes of soft words and touches, Sliver stopped whimpering. "See? That wasn't too hard now, was it." The vampire stroke Sliver's cheek still some, then carefully got up. "Are you leaving?" the low question came, making him look up into Sliver's still shimmering eyes. "Yes, my little pet, I have something important to do. If you get hungry, you can go down into the kitchen. See you then..."

Sliver looked up at Doom with a soft, pleading expression. "Please don't leave me alone for too long... I can't be happy without my master..." This actually made the vampire wonder about Sliver's behaviour. He may had broken the other several times by now, but still, this strange begging and clingy manner the other showed recently was unsettling him. Not that he could have explained it, though.

Doom crouched down again, ruffling a little through Sliver's hair. "Now stop pouting, my little slave. I will be back as soon as I have fulfilled my duty. I promise." This seemed to be enough for Sliver; the human nodded slowly and snuggled into he blanket again. "Okay... But you really have to keep your promise. Don't break it."

"I promise you again, I will come back. Now get some more sleep, I want to have a happy slave when I come back, not a tired and grumpy one." Sliver nodded, blushing a little as he rested his head on the pillow again. "That's my good slave there, eh? Good sleep, and pleasant dreams."

The vampire shook his head at himself as he left his mansion. What the Hell had gotten into him? For normal, he wouldn't care about Sliver feeling lonely, or bother wishing him anything good, no matter how strange the situation. Something was going on inside him. He had noticed it earlier already, but now, he finally had to admit that he was developing strong feelings, in general and especially towards Sliver.

Being rather distracted, Doom didn't really watch where exactly he was heading, and as he snapped out of his thoughts, he had almost arrived at one of the closer spots he had chosen to lookfor the Heades. Banning any thoughts about Sliver from his mind, the vampire began pacing around, always staying alert at any unusual noise or similar.

He wasn't successful here, and later, after having searched the sixth or seventh place already, Doom was really pissed off. What was the point in trying to search for something he barely knew anything about? He could have been home with Sliver all this time instead of wasting it here. But well, one never could tell beforehand.

And then again, Doom had the feeling something about the places he had chosen was different. Nothing the naked eye could see, more likely the feeling one got when standing there. Not the usual sorrow or grief, but something new and without name. Unsettled, the vampire paced around. But as before, there wasn't anyone or anything there.