Your P.O.V:
As you wake up, the memories from the previous night flood your mind and a smile sets on your face as you giggle.

"Whatchoo laughin' about?" JG mumbles sleepily. You giggle slightly more at this.

"Nothin'. Good Morning." You say as you peck his lips.

This seems to wake him up more, as he moves his free hand to the back of your neck and pulls you down for a longer kiss. You smile into the kiss as he pulls you on top of him, so you are now sitting on his lap. He shuffles, so that he is sitting up with his back against the wall, your lips never parting from his.

Things start to get heated and JG glides his tongue across your bottom lip. You part your lips and he slips his tongue into your mouth. You let out an appreciative hum. After a few minutes of his tongue wandering around your mouth, he pulls his lips from yours and travels down.

He drags his lips down to your neck and peppers your skin with tiny kisses. You tilt your head back to give him more access. He then starts to suck on your neck, leaving many lovebites. You're aware that you're probably going to have hickeys, but at the moment it doesn't matter all that much. His mouth moves to a particular spot on your neck and you can't help but let out a soft moan.

He chuckles and suddenly you feel him lightly bite the spot, making you yelp. You quickly place your hand over your mouth to muffle the sound, not wanting anyone in the house to hear. After he leaves a definitive mark on your sweet spot, he pulls away and places a small kiss on the tip of your nose.

"Good morning indeed." He chuckles. You move off of him and sit next to him. After a moment, you peck his cheek and get up.

"I'm going to get some (F/H/D). Want anything?" You ask as you shuffle off the bed and make your way to the door.

"No thanks. I'll be out in a bit, I... uh, just need a minute." With a knowing chuckle, you nod and go to the kitchen.

No one else seems to be awake yet. Checking the time on your phone, you see that it's only 8:30 a.m. As the water is boiling you lean against the bench and quietly hum to yourself. You suddenly hear someone shuffling into the kitchen. It seems as if they're trying to be quiet, but it obviously hasn't worked. You just assume it's JG.

"That didn't take very long J-" you turn around and freeze. It's not JG. It's Anti. But something is really wrong.

His eyes have turned completely black. He's taller and more muscular than normal, and his mouth is set in a menacing grin, all of his teeth having turned into sharp fangs.

"Are you scared?" His voice is different too. It's a lot deeper and extremely distorted.

With a gasp you take a step back. In the blink of an eye, Anti is right in front of you and he has your arms in a death grip so you can't run from him. You know what this is.

Although, you've only had to deal with BloodLust once, which was when you were 4, but that had been Dark. He'd kidnapped you and Jessi, but somehow you know this is going to be different.

Your suspicions are confirmed when you feel a hot, wet tongue glide across your neck. You whimper in fear.

"It's always better when they're scared." Anti chuckles. He bares his fangs and you know what he's going to do. You need help.

"DARK! DAD! HELP M-" before you can finish your sentence, his teeth dig into your neck. You let out a screech of pain. The feeling is excruciating. Anti retracts his teeth and wipes his mouth, before sinking his teeth in once more. You scream again before blacking out.

Mark's P.O.V: (ermergersh)
I slowly open my eyes and yawn. I turn over and try to go back to sleep. The bed feels empty without Jessi, but she's at work right now. I'm nearly asleep again but,

"DARK! DAD! HELP!" That's (Y/N). I jump out of bed and run out of my room. I see Sean come out of his room too.

"What the fook's going on?" He asks. I'm about to reply when a blood-curdling scream pierces the otherwise silent house. It came from the kitchen. We run into the room and see Dark restraining Anti.

"Holy shite..." Sean mutters.

Oh god, Anti has fresh blood dripping from his mouth. Looking around frantically, I see (Y/N) on the floor, blood seeping from her neck. I run over and kneel next to her. She's still breathing.

"Mark, I need you to summon Light. Now!" Dark commands and I understand the urgency. I stand up and try to focus.

"You summoned me Mark?" I look up and see Light standing there. He takes in his surroundings and understands why.

"Please. We need a BloodLust antidote for Anti." He nods and disappears again, going to get what he needs. JG comes running in and immediately goes to (Y/N) and looks her over.

"What on earth happened?" He asks frantically.

"Anti let his BloodLust get out of control. He bit her." Dark explains. "It took a lot just to get him off her." He says, struggling to keep Anti restrained. I brace myself against the bench and breathe deeply, while listening to their conversation.

"Wait, he bit her? How long was he biting her for?!"

"It's hard to say. I would think from when she screamed." JG visibly pales.

"Shit Dark, that wasn't biting. He was trying to brand and convert her." He says placing his hand on the unbitten side of her neck, feeling her pulse.

"What?! What does that mean? What's going to happen?!?" I ask, raising my voice in fear.

"It's already begun." He says and stands, coming over to me. "Mark, I can help her, but I need your permission."

"Why do you need my permission? Just fucking help her!" I yell at him. He hesitates.

"Because the only way I can help (Y/N) is to brand her myself... it would mean that she's permanently marked as mine, and she would still convert, but it should keep her safe from future attacks. And because Anti didn't complete the process, she'll die if I don't." With tears in my eyes, I nod.

"As long as my daughter lives, you do whatever's necessary. As long as she lives." He nods before kneeling down next to (Y/N).

He leans down and bares his teeth, having them morph into fangs. He sighs remorsefully before sinking his teeth into the bloodied bite mark.

JG's P.O.V:
I sink my teeth into her neck where Anti's bite mark is and focus on removing any and all venom he may have released into her bloodstream. After extracting every last drop of Anti's venom, I concentrate on injecting my own into her blood.

When enough of my venom has passed into her bloodstream, I retract my fangs from her neck and focus on morphing my tongue so I can brand her. The end of my tongue morphs and becomes sharp and needle-like, and is (literally) burning at the tip.

I don't want to be doing this to her, but it's the only option. As a tear runs down my cheek, I grasp her limp hand and begin branding her.

The way it works is that, after biting and injecting your venom into the person's blood, you brand your initials over the bite mark, sealing the wound and binding you and the person eternally. And I literally mean eternally, because once you've become one of us, you're immortal. The only other possible way to be immortal is to have Alter-Egos, like Mark, Sean and Jessi. I'm pretty sure Signe and Kara have Alter-Egos too.

And that's what I'm doing to (Y/N). I can't imagine how much pain she must be in. She may be unconscious, but she can still feel it. I finish branding my initials onto her neck and move away, morphing my tongue and teeth back to normal. I place a small kiss on her lips and stand up.

"It's done." I tell Mark. He nods and surprises me by hugging me. I hug him back and after a few minutes I pull away.

"Can you help Dark with restraining your brother?" He asks softly.

I nod and go over to Dark, who has a struggling Anti in a death grip. Dark nods at me and I also grab Anti in a death grip. Let's hope that Light can make the antidote quickly.

Mark's P.O.V:
I kneel back down next to my daughter and gently pick her up, bringing her into the living room and placing her down on one of the sofas. (Y/N)'s kitten Sam comes trotting over and jumps up on her, curling up on her stomach.

I sit down on the floor next to the couch and put my head in my hands. I feel a hand on my shoulder. Looking up, I see that it's Sean. He gives me a sympathetic look as he sits next to me. I lose it and start bawling my eyes out. Sean pulls me into a hug and lets me cry on his shoulder.

"(Y/N) could've died. I could've lost my daughter." I say between sobs. Sean rubs my back comfortingly.

"But she isn't dead Mark. You didn't lose her. Don't think about the 'what if's'." He tells me. After a few more minutes, I calm down and break away from the hug, wiping my eyes.

"How long do you think it'll be before she wakes up? Or before Light comes back with an antidote for Anti?" I wonder aloud as I grasp (Y/N)'s hand.

"Well, to answer the first question you'll have to ask JG, as for Light-" as if on queue Light appears in the room with the antidote in his hands.

"Speak of the Angel." I mutter.

"Where is he then?" He asks, in a hurry.

I get up from the floor, motioning for Sean to stay with (Y/N) and lead Light to the kitchen where JG and Dark have a BloodLusting Anti in their grips. Light saunters over to them.

"Hold his mouth open." He commands.

JG moves one of his hands, harshly grabbing his brother's jaw and holds it open, and also tilts his head back, despite Anti's physical protesting. Light pours the antidote into Anti's mouth and JG harshly snaps Anti's jaw shut so he can't spit it out.

After his many failed attempts at getting rid of the liquid in his mouth, Anti gives up and swallows the antidote. After a few minutes, Anti passes out, confirming that Anti actually swallowed the liquid. Dark and JG hesitantly let him go, placing him on the floor for a moment. JG then goes to the living room.

"Should we put him in the living room?" Dark asks. After some thought, I shake my head.

"No, take him to his room and keep an eye on him. I don't want him anywhere near (Y/N) until I know for sure that he's returned to normal." Dark nods and throws the unconscious Anti over his shoulder, taking him to his room, and calls out for Desiree to give him a hand, closing the door behind them.

I return to the living room, with Light behind me and see JG sitting on the couch, having placed (Y/N)'s head on his lap, and he is stroking the kitten. Sean is occupying the other couch, with Signe sitting next to him and an extremely saddened Kara sitting next to Signe.

With a gasp, I pull out my phone and dial Jessi's number. She picks up after the fourth ring.

"Mark, what's wrong? Why are you calling?" She asks worriedly; she knows I wouldn't call her unless something had happened.

"How fast can you get home? I'll explain when you get here."

"I'll be there as soon as possible." She says and hangs up.

I sigh and sit on the other end of the couch that (Y/N) is on, placing her feet on my lap. Light just stays lingering in the doorway. Chica emerges from wherever she had been hiding and places her head on (Y/N)'s stomach sadly. I run my hand through her golden fur a few times.

Sam trots her way across (Y/N)'s stomach, over to Chica's head and starts to smooch her in what seems to be an attempt to cheer up her new friend. It seems to lift the mood in the room as we all watch the two pets interact.

The small kitten begins purring loudly as she rubs her tiny body against the side of Chica's head. I let out a soft chuckle as Sam continues to cheer up not only Chica, but everyone else in the room too.

~TimeSkip brought to you by your tiny kitten~

Jessi returned home, and we've all filled her in with what happened. I hugged her as she sobbed into my chest, seeming to find it difficult to believe that Anti had harmed our daughter. She may not be our daughter biologically, but that does not mean that we aren't her family. When Jessi finally calms down, I decide that it's time to get some answers from JG.

"So explain; how long does this whole conversion thing take? And what exactly happens?" I ask JG softly. He sighs, gathering his thoughts.

"Well, I'll explain the branding first, just to make things a little easier." I nod for him to continue. "Okay, so the way it works is that after I injected my venom into her blood, I had to brand her neck, which is done by basically burning my initials over the bite mark with my tongue." He says, pulling (Y/N)'s hair away from her neck to show where he branded her. The skin where his initials are is raised from the rest of the skin on her neck. "What this whole process does, is it binds us, or rather our souls, together eternally. And understand that the term eternally is literal."

"You mean-"

"Yeah, she is immortal now too. I mean, this was going to have to happen eventually, unless you wanted to outlive your daughter. I just wish it could've happened under better circumstances, and that she could've made the decision on her own." He lifts her hand up and places a kiss on it.

"So do all of us JG... but thank you for doing it."

"It's no problem Mark. Do you want me to tell you about the changing process?" I nod for him to continue. "Okay, well there are 3 stages in the conversion process. The First stage is the internal changes; the venom goes through her body, rewriting her DNA, adapting her organs and changing her blood to suit immortality and whatever type of 'alternate' she becomes. The Second stage is the physical changes, which will occur after she's woken up. She'll at first be in her full form of whatever she's converting into, which could be a Glitch, a Demon, an Angel, you name it, she'll probably also have powers and it'll take a while for her to get a handle of them, and of controlling her form. The Final stage isn't too bad if you know how to deal with it. It's the emotional changes; really this one is just readjusting her emotions and trying to get them back to normal after her brain has been adapted. But, um, I don't think any of you will want to be hanging around when the emotional stage happens..." He trails off and I'm pretty sure he's blushing.

"Why? What happens with the emotional changes that would require us to leave?" Sean asks after a few moments of silence.

"Erm, well... The emotional changes tend to make the person very..." He mutters the last part and none of us can understand what he said.

"Can you repeat that?" I ask. He sighs, seeming to know he isn't getting out of this.

"The emotional changes make the person very sexual towards whoever branded them." He says rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"What?!" I yell.

"It's not like that Mark. Trust me, I want to wait before doing... that... with (Y/N)." He looks down at her with a frown. I sigh and apologize. "It's fine, I understand; she's your daughter. And as for how long the process takes, I have no idea, it's different with each person."

"So then... what do we do now?" I ask, knowing that it's the question that everyone wants to know the answer to. There is a heavy silence in the room.

"We wait."