"So she is… She is a vampire now?" Roselyn asked with her eyes widen, her face was pale. She was confused and shocked.
"Yes..." John whispered, Roselyn dropped her gaze to the floor to stare blankly as she tried to imagine how her sister looked with long sharp fangs and red eyes.
"He promised he will control her and will make sure she doesn't do anything reckless." John continued, but Roselyn frowned as she opened her eyes more widely.
"Wh...why would she need to be controlled?" Roselyn asked but even the thought of her sister acting like a vampire gave her chills, she didn't want to vision through her powers Abigail killing them. She couldn't deal with it again. It already took her a lot to assimilate the sight of the love of her life taking so many lives she couldn't even deal with her sister too.
"Because... When vampires turn they can't control their needs and overdeveloped senses, they feel the thirst for blood as if they had been starving for years and their values are dimd by this incessant thirst for blood which often pushes them to do things they would never do." John sighed, as he explained. Roselyn shook her head.
"I know my sister can control herself and would never kill soone only because she is thirsty." Roselyn smiled as she said fully sure of what she stated like if that was the only certainty she had in her life.
John wrapped his arm around Roselyn's shoulders, "she is not the Abigail you know anymore..." John said.
Roselyn felt hurt by his statent and pushed his arm away offended, how could he say such a thing when he didn't know Abigail at all?
How did he dare to speak if he knew her more than Rose did? She glowered at him. Her sister could never hurt a fly.
"You're speaking about my sister, John. I know her." Roselyn spat with an irritated tone of voice.
"Like you knew Sharon," John replied unconsciously and when he realized what slipped through his tongue it was too late and Roselyn had already knitted her eyebrow to glower at him offended.
Roselyn scoffed turning around to find her way between the plants and the flowers she created but John soon stretched for her hand.
"I didn't an to be rude." He whispered when she turned around to face him.
"I ant that when people turn and develop a supernatural nature they turn into opposite people and you saw it yourself. You saw what Sharon was capable to do only because she was powerful enough to do so." John explained but Roselyn scoffed one more ti freeing from his grip.
John tried to soften the situation by hinting at a desperate smile but Roselyn's eyebrows remained knitted down as her forehead filled with short creases.
"I want to see her." Roselyn folded her arms but John laughed nervously like if he heard the worst joke he ever heard.
"You can't!" John exclaid when Roselyn headed toward the door stretching for her hand once again to force her to halt and Roselyn scoffed.
"You can't impede to see my sister." Roselyn burst out shocked by John's behavior, he never opposed her will that much, and all of a sudden he wouldn't even let her see her sister? What happened to him?
"She is not herself now, I saw her she didn't even recognize . She is driven by her instincts and her animalistic needs." John said almost drown out of patience.
"What do you an by he didn't recognize you?" Roselyn questioned with a concerned voice as her heart began to speed.
She shivered, yet the doubt John may be right and her sister turned into an evil creature was an idea too insane to even cross her mind.
"We will go to see her in few days I promise," John whispered, caressing her cheek as he smiled staring at her smiling in trace.
Roselyn took a long breath as she resigned reached a chair to sit down and laid her forehead over her hands.
"I am sure she will soon learn how to control herself if you say she was a good person and had good values she won't harm anyone," John reassured her as he felt the sadness in his stomach arose seeing Roselyn's miserable facial expression. It was like a knife stabbed in his heart, like if he had been wounded several tis but no pain was comparable to seeing her sad.
Although he had much trust in Abigail, deeply down John knew it was almost impossible that a just turned vampire would control perfectly their insists, unless Victor kept her bonded or trapped for days.
Roselyn smiled, "you think so?" Her eyes were still preoccupied and sad but her voice peaked with hope and John didn't want to demoralize her furthermore so he nodded pushing her hair behind her ear and caressing her hand as he lifted her chin to kiss her kindly.
"I am here." John whispered, "I will help Victor to ta her and help her the basis." He exclaid and Roselyn offered a grateful smile.
"Thank you," Roselyn said.
"I will go visit her soon and train her so we can fasten her progress and you will maybe be able to see her earlier," John added taking a resigned breath.
"when you bit why didn't you turn ?" Roselyn asked, trying to change the matter and think about sothing else.
"Because banshee doesn't turn," John replied right away.
"Are we immortal?" Roselyn asked once again, this ti driven by curiosity.
"Only two banshee achieved immortality. You get stronger as your character develops and experiences personal growth both spiritually and magically. Only if you reach the maxim of growth you will reach immortality." John explained.
"Oh..." that's all that Roselyn said as she assimilated what he said.
"And where are the two banshees that are immortal?" She said after recollecting her thoughts and John shrugged. He felt like a dad telling a fairytale to their child since Roselyn's eyes sparkled in curiosity and innocence.
"We don't know. They are probably hidden." He replied Roselyn's face darkened.. If it was so hard and rare to reach immortality that would an she will die while her sister and her husband would remain immortal for the rest of their lives.
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