Something was wrong. d'Artagnan frowned into the depths of the Deep Forest, four harshly cloven hooves planted themselves along it's borders. The thrill he normally found from the battled scarred wood was replaced with a deep foreboding, something or someone was terrorizing it once more. The trees wailed their insecurities, like they were reliving the carnage that had taken place many years before. As if their bark was once more stained with blood. An icy chill ran through the branches and rustled the dying leaves in its wake before reaching the Nightshade's stern merlot face, leaving his body cold and devoid of any joy or happiness. d'Artagnan shook his head and stamped at the ground. What was this feeling?!

"d'Artagnan! Mauja!"

A wail sent forth from the hallowed wood that sounded terrifyingly like Kou. Or was it Kou? What if this was the trick of the wind, Kou wouldn't be here in the middle of the night... Would she? The pale femme was now heavily pregnant and d'Artagnan hoped she wasn't so foolish to be hanging about at night but something was telling him otherwise. Soon a sinking gut feeling took over that had him hovering on the verges of his own insanity.

The Doctor squeezed his dual coloured eyes shut and told himself he was an idiot ten times before biting so hard on his own lip that it bled red down his sooty wrinkled maw. It tasted good and cleared his mind, this was his own imagination. Nothing was happen-

"DIE"

Eyes flung open and snapped towards the direction of the voice. No wind tricks, this was real. There was a new steal to his perception as he bared his teeth and hammered hungry hooves into the ground. Didn't they know? He too was a beast of the night. Lobes snaked back on his pommel and the taste of blood that calmed him before now fired him up for a fight. The mad man made his move.

A scene came to life before him, his eyes zoning in on the blood that stained the beautiful fur of his Nurse. His pregnant Nurse. Screeching in anger, d'Artagnan charged at the blue pigeon as the azure's body neared Kou's once more. Glass shards of horn angled down and aimed straight for the point of attachment where the body became the wing.

"Yes, die!" gruff vocals laced with a murderous stare followed as his horn bared closer to it's target.