Olive Blood Homestuck Novels & Stories

Chapter 100: The Sanctuary ZADE I glanced in the rearview mirror, seeing the blood on Ollie's face, that had smeared on his cheeks, the way his fangs seemed to be shining in the inside car light. "He's manifesting early," I said, my voice filled with concern as I tried not to worry about the implications of this unusual behavior. "The stress that he had been on tonight was enough to trigger a partial shift." Lumina pulled tissues from her purse, trying to clean the blood from Ollie's mouth with shaking hands, trying to get rid of my blood in his mouth.

Rylee responded sarcastically and they both laughed at me. I felt very stupid at that moment, how did I fall for this? How was I so stupid as to think that Rylee of all people would be the one to satisfy my curiosity? "Olivia here told me something very interesting about you... about your blood to be exact and what it can do. I would very much like to see for myself." I realized to my dismay that this was indeed a trap, I had to get out of there fast, I attempted to run when one mean-looking rogue jumped in front of me, baring his bright yellow teeth.

"Why not?" “Because…because…” "Because what?" Olivia asked impatiently. I did not have a single idea of what to say. She stared at me with her green eyes for a moment before shaking her head. "This is stupid," she declared angrily. I'm killing it." "Solum…thirsty." The Goblingoblin whispered. It looked up at us sadly before returning to its feet. "Solum thirsty…solum needs water." "You will be drowning in your own blood soon enough." Olivia spat. Her words made the little creature shudder, and I felt them in my soul.

"You are bleeding." "I am?" "I can smell your blood strongly." She frowned. She bathed and made sure she washed all the blood off. "But I washed it off." "You are probably bleeding again. Your malnutrition would not let your blood clot well, and now I'm the one suffering." "I am sorry your highness. I should leave." Luciana stood up, but when she walked past Raziel, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Where do you think you are going little girl?"

No longer unstable. Whole. A slow, measured breath passed through the watcher’s lips. “So,” the voice murmured, low and edged with something like satisfaction, “the convergence has completed.” The wind stirred, carrying the scent of lavender, blood, and something older—magic that had been dormant for far too long. The figure shifted its weight, boots never touching the forest floor as it descended soundlessly. The earth did not welcome it. Roots curled inward, leaves trembling as it passed, but the presence ignored the resistance. It had walked through far worse.

“Still not impressed.” Talia stepped closer. “Keep reading.” Olivia did. “The child inside you is the vessel. The final container for all Bloodbound souls. Mine included. Yours included. A singular being. One mind, many memories. A future no one can control, not even you.” Someone gasped. Olivia didn’t. Her expression stayed flat, analytical, calculating, until she reached the signature. A single initial. “O.” Her own handwriting. Her own flourish. Her own pressure on the ink.

Even if she doesn’t die in the hands of the Alpha himself, Lucas would shred her to pieces. She nodded reluctantly, her hands shaking as she received the substance from him. *** The following morning, Oliver stepped into the steaming bath, his body aching from the previous day’s tests. As the water enveloped him, a strange sensation prickled across his skin. He frowned, dismissing it as fatigue. But within minutes, the discomfort intensified, a burning sensation spreading through his veins. He clenched the edges of the tub, his breaths shallow and labored as he struggled to get out of the bath.

Then Hyden, who fidgeted and scowled under the stethoscope. The beeping of her scanner filled the quiet. My pulse raced with it. When she finally looked up, her hands shook. Just a little. But I saw it. “This isn’t ordinary,” she said softly. “Olivia, this is Alpha blood. Pure. Strong. Too strong for their age.” My knees buckled. I gripped the table for balance. “They’re only children. They’re just—” My voice fractured. “It’s too soon.” Her silence was answer enough.

However, If I told her that the guy has a strange appearance, she will definitely say that it's a vampire and make a fuss about it. Come to think of it again, I didn't even had a chance to know his freaking name. Whatever. It'll be just useless when I know his name but not his outward form since he hid it by wearing black cap and jacket. I feel strange and uncomfortable somehow because of that shitty. “Here.” She said and handed me one glass of water. I wouldn't have even noticed her if she hadn't spoken yet. After I drank it, she took it from me and put it aside.

She let out a sharp howl of pure agony as a silver bullet tore straight through her hind leg, shattering the bone. Blood gushed from the wound, blending with the red of her fur. The full moon was shining unbelievably bright in the night sky, casting a brilliant silver glow over the forest. Olivia’s vision began to swim. She was bleeding out rapidly, her body growing incredibly weak. She felt herself slipping, on the verge of passing out cold in the dirt. Please, Olivia! You have to hang on! Do not close your eyes! Yara pleaded frantically in her mind, forcing a surge of adrenaline through their shared veins. Follow my lead! I can smell him! I have Vulcan’s scent!