#version 6

My Relationship Chart for LoveSick 2024 (after EP 10)

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Ember Island Players Zutara fan service ensues.

Note here: The worries that the MC makes note here, in the end, are although valid due to the events, and confusion, they are not at all intended to be sexual on Sal’s part. 

Its because he has torn his clothing from turning into his werecreature form, and needs new clothes, but cannot just let the MC run off, so he drags her into his motel room and orders her to wait there, while he gets dressed. (He is wearing underwear).

Being cornered version

I began hearing some kind of odd moaning or whining sounds coming from the room down the left of the hall, which made me worry that someone was in pain, hurting or in need of some help. Of course, as myself, I didn’t have the strength or knowledge to help them directly, but I could get someone who could, after figuring out what the problem indeed was.

So I jogged down the hall and found myself standing in front of the door that supposedly was the entrance to Salvador’s room.

It had been slightly open, and it had appeared to have been slightly forced open at one point. I could see the door slightly off of its correct angle, and the screws had been loosened a bit. There were claw marks somewhat on the floor and around the door handle.

I put my eye to the door to peek inside, as I did not wish to be barging into a place where maybe, possibly, in fact that no one was hurt, but rather maybe straining to pick something up, or had simply scratched themselves and needed no medical attention.

The closet had been thrown open, some of the clothing inside had been messed around with, seemingly in some sort of hurry. Some lay upon the floor of the closet, as they had slipped off of their hangers and not picked up afterwards.

I could see something that looked like the toe of a busted-up shoe peeking out from a box in the back corner of the closet, which made me wonder what could have busted up such a thing in such a way. Not that I really was concerned about it at the moment.

Salvador was standing in front of a tall mirror, messing with something with his face. Which made me a bit confused, did he cut his face?

As I saw no sign of blood anywhere, I did not think that there was an actual problem. And so, I was about to lean back into the hallway, to return to my own hotel room, when Salvador turned his head and saw me peeking.

Now that’s when I saw what he had been doing.

In his hand was his fake teeth, which wasn’t something that I didn’t know about, everyone knew that he had fake teeth, but it was his REAL teeth that shocked me. They were FANGS! Thick, sharp, monstrous looking fangs, like that of a… wolf!

His expression changed to a bit of shock, before becoming a curious mix of frustration and playfulness. I didn’t think it was possible to have an expression with those mixed, but he managed to pull it off.

I backed up into the hall, frantically as he had quickly ran after me, towards the door.

I thought he was simply just going to slam the door and enter back inside. I would have had gotten a talk to later, but at least I had somewhat of a good reason to try to see inside of the room. I thought he was hurt or in pain!

But instead, as I sheepishly crept down the hallway, trying to push the heated temperature out of my head and elsewhere, I heard the door somewhat slam open.

I flinched as I slowly turned around, I couldn’t describe the feeling of building suspense filling up inside of me. Salvador leaned out of his room, his hand gripping onto the side of the door frame, digging his fingers into it, somehow somewhat causing divots into the wood. Wow this guy was strong. His expression showed, well, a bit of taunting, but also mischief.

“Oh, Cassidy, come here please~” He slowly cooed, slowly motioning me over to come over to him.

I did not feel safe anymore around him, but for a different reason. I did not think that this was simply because I had seemingly tried to get into his room without being invited. I must have seen something that I was not supposed to have seen.

Perhaps his fangs?

I did not, in fact, return to him, in fear of what he might have done to me if he had gotten his hands on me now. There must have been a reason why he didn’t want people to know about his fangs, and I wasn’t planning to wait another moment to find that reason out.

So, instead of walking back, I began to slowly back away, intending to hopefully silently, plead as an apology to my intrusion. Hoping that maybe, he didn’t know that I specifically saw his fangs, or at least until he had turned around, and that I did not question it.

“I said come here, kid,” Salvador slowly, but still harshly whispered, stepping out into the hall.

I began trying to think up a reason why I had to leave at that moment, without going up to him.

“Uh, I think I just heard my mom call me from my hotel room, I gotta go see what she wants…” I stuttered, putting my hands up, before quickening my pace backwards.

Salvador stopped a bit, as if trying to hear for my mother’s voice, before his expression turned to slight mockery.

“Funny, I don’t hear anything apart from our own breathing, lass.” He said, “And I have bloody damn good hearing.”

I didn’t continue to make any more excuses before I turned around and began running. Running for what I felt like was my life.

“Ooh, a chase! How fun!” I could hear him grumble behind me, as he began running after me.

His footsteps sounded heavier and louder than I thought that they would have, even for someone with his body type, (not judging, I don’t have a thin body either), and I was amazed that I hadn’t been caught almost immediately, as I wasn’t the fastest runner. I wasn’t known for my speed.

At first, I was intending to find the stairs, but then I realized that I had already missed them, as they were on the other side of the building, so I then decided for aiming for the elevator, perhaps I could get to it before Salvador caught up to me?

I managed to duck through several side halls, jumping over some maid carts and stuff, hoping to maybe slow Salvador down, but when I looked back to see how close he was, I simply saw him effortlessly leap over them, without even a single attempt to use his arms to assist him!

How strong was this guy?

I could finally see the elevator in sight, I could see Abraham walk into it and press the button. He didn’t even seem to see me as I basically slammed into the door right after it closed.

I wasn’t foolish enough to try banging on it, pleading for the people on the inside to open the door again, as the elevator had been already making its way down. I ran down the hall to the left, hoping that it would bring me back around to where the stairs were, hoping to get back down to my mother and father, who had said that they were having coffee at the bakery across the street.

I could suddenly hear that the footsteps behind me changing somewhat, sounding even heavier and louder than before. Not simply because he was gaining up on me, but rather like he was transforming into something else.

I could hear something crackling coming from behind me, and a playful sounding growl.

“Stop running, you’re just riling me up for the hunt!” He giggled, (I could use this in the forest version).

“For the hunt?” I thought, “What’s with the terming?”

I looked behind me and my eyes widened, and my adrenalin pumped even harder as I saw that Salvador had appeared to be transforming into something else. Something monstrous.

Without my ability to see where I was going, my new adrenalin rush was of no help, as I had forgotten that if I had not turned a corner, I would have been running straight into a dead end. I ran into the wall at full speed, knocking myself backwards with a huge pain in my teeth.

I could hear Salvador quickly approaching me from behind, he was naturally no longer running, as he no longer needed to, to be able to catch up to me.

I quickly sat up, holding my mouth in pain, I could taste the copper filling my mouth as I ran my tongue over my teeth. I could feel some of them were severely loose.

“Ouch, that look like it hurt!” Although Salvador’s tone didn’t sound falsely pitied, it wasn’t out of the question that he was mocking me, or at least to the point that he didn’t actually feel bad that I had fallen and probably broke several teeth out.

I began crawling backwards, seeing that I could not try to stand up, due to my back and arms feeling rather painful. I backed up until I was sitting underneath the small table that had been put up against the wall, with a vase of flowers sat upon it.

Salvador continued to approach me, his smile had become more manic, but the look in his eyes were still calm, although taunting.

He was much taller than he was before, he was covered in thick, whitish pinkish fur. His still roundish body appeared to be covered in wounds that hadn’t healed yet. I could see some still somewhat wet blood staining bits of his fur.

His face still looked human, mostly, although he had a bit more of a muzzle, and a black dog like nose. His ears were now wolf-like, but had purplish whisps smoking out of them.

Now his teeth appeared to match his outwards appearance.

“Pathetically adorable.” He seethed, he swiped and smashed the table away, causing a huge and terrible crash to resound through the hotel. I blocked my head from all the rubble of wood, splinters and shattered porciline from falling down upon my face, “But, do you really think that after you seeing my secret, that you would just be let go without punishment?”

He grabbed me by my arms and hauled me forcefully and quickly to my feet, I couldn’t struggle away, even if I was even capable of moving. I couldn’t stop from tears from running down my face, not just from the fear, but also from the pain that my brain was now just recognizing as the adrenalin from running had begun to die down.

I could feel the blood beginning to flow out of my mouth and drip down my chin.

Salvador’s gaze was naturally drawn towards it, as he began sniffing wildly, as if the blood had awoken some kind of hungry apatite inside of him.

“Oh, God, please don’t kill me.” I could only manage to choke out, I couldn’t bring up enough energy to actually plead loudly, not that I thought it would be a truly good idea to try to make Salvador more pressured into dealing with me quicker, “I thought I heard you in pain! And I wanted to see if you were alright! I did not mean to see anything!”

Salvador’s expression grew a bit less manic, but still to a point that I still definitely feared for my life.

“Aw, you care~” He cooed, I could feel his face lightly upon the blood that had fallen from my mouth, “And kill you? You don’t deserve that kind of mercy.”

I was shocked, terrified. What was he talking about? What was worse than dying?

“You won’t be fun to toy with when you’re dead anyway!” He giggled, pulling me and pinning me to his body as he began dragging me down the hall back towards his hotel room.

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I was shoved into his room and I would have toppled onto the floor if he hadn’t wrapped his tail around my waist to keep me on my feet, as he closed the door behind him.

I was surprised at the lack of people on the 2nd floor, almost as if this whole thing had been planned out. But I wasn’t thinking about that at all, nor worried about it, as if it indeed had been planned out, it had happened, and time couldn’t be turned around.

I was absolutely terrified of what the possibilities of what he had meant by toying with me, was, as in every movie or story I had watched or read, being dragged into a hotel room of one of the opposite sex meant something BAAAAAD was going to go down, something that I did not wish to think about.

I was shoved further into the room as Salvador pushed me towards the bed. Holy crud, he was gonna do it.

“Sit.” He commanded, and although I did so, it was only to make sure he didn’t tear me to shreds.

“Good girl.” He whispered, as he had somehow, quickly, reverted somewhat back to his human form. He still had his tail though, and somewhat of his claws. As his clothing had previously been torn, he was mostly naked now in front of me, although he still had his underwear on, which was a good surprise.

He picked up the fake teeth from the table and put them in.

“I’ve only brought you back here so I could get dressed, then you’re coming back home with me.” He smirked.

Slioji Version 6 is now live!

NEW Updates:

*Christmas update*

– Happy Holidays

– New Christmas background

– New Enemy and Character Design

Fix:

– Ad loop

– Less Ads