STANDING OVER THE LEDGE | open, breakdown. (tw)

[Nero]

His pleas apparently had no effect on his attacker. The fangs in his shoulder pulled upwards, taking his flesh with it. The vampire let out a choked cry, his body shaking under the stress of suffering such a gruesome injury for the first time. There was nothing the boy could compare it to, and he bit down on his lip to stop himself from screaming aloud. But then the others were there to help him. Nero would scramble away the first chance he got, his injured limb shaking and fear clear in his watering eyes. If he managed to get away from Playerone he would cower behind Bastilleprisoner, his eyes narrowing as he crouched low to the ground.