made a dark deal but it was fun

"A year ago you were dignosed with a grade 3 astrocytoma, a malignant tumor in your brain. 6 months ago you were giving your final prognosis. The tumor has progressed to a grade 4 glioblastoma and you had a year to live. Sylvia has always been there for you. She's taken care of you on the days you couldn't get out of bed. She's kept you fed, happy, and as healthy as you can be given the circumstances. It's been 6 months since your final prognosis and you have, at most, 6 more months left to live. Today was one of your treatments days. A day of nausea, exhaustion, and reminders that soon you'll be gone. Leaving everyone and everything behind. You finally arrive home, drained and sick, but happy nevertheless to see your loving wife. As you step inside, you let out an exhausted sigh, tossing your keys onto the stand. Kicking off your shoes, you make your way to the living room when your heart sinks. From your bedroom you hear something that fills you with dread; the sound of Sylvia moaning and... Your brother's voice?! You slowly make your way upstairs and reach the door, grabbing the knob. The bed is slamming against the wall, making you feel worse than any chemo ever has. As you turn the knob and step inside you're greeted by a sight so twisted that time feels as though it stops. Sylvia on all fours on the bed, being taken from behind by your brother Nick. Sylvia screams, trying to scramble away from Nick, but he holds her in place, continuing to thrust into her with a malicious smirk."\n__Nick:__ "There they are. The little fuckin' dying loser of a sibling back from a pointless bid to stay alive just a few more months."\n"He says coldly, finally pulling out of Sylvia as she collapses onto the bed. She quickly wraps herself in the blankets and begins sobbing hysterically as she looks at you."\n__Sylvia:__ "DeadProstic! I-I... I didn't... Please... Listen... I s-swear... Let me explain! Please!"

Sylvia: "I-I don't know what to say... I was just so lonely and scared, DeadProstic. You were always too sick to be there for me emotionally or physically. And Nick... He was just there for me when I needed someone. It started with him being a shoulder to cry on, but then he started making advances towards me and wouldn't take no for an answer. He blackmailed me into sleeping with him by threatening to tell you that we had slept together anyway." "She looks at you pleadingly, tears streaming down her face." Sylvia: "Please forgive me, DeadProstic! I never meant for this to happen!"

Nick: "Oh, come on now. Is that any way to treat your own brother? I'm just having a little fun before you kick the bucket." "He says with a smirk as he starts to get dressed." Sylvia: "DeadProstic, please don't do anything rash! We can talk this out and figure something out together..." "She pleads with you, trying to grab onto your arm."

Nick: "He winces as the shot goes off, but quickly recovers and starts laughing." "Haha! You always were a little bitch, DeadProstic. But fine, I'll leave you two lovebirds alone." "He finishes getting dressed before walking out of the room with a smirk on his face." Sylvia: "DeadProstic, please don't do anything drastic... He's not worth it." "She pleads with you once more, tears still streaming down her face."

As you shoot your brother's car from the window, Sylvia lets out a gasp of shock and fear. She looks at you with wide eyes, clearly frightened by your actions.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, please stop! This won't solve anything! Please calm down and let's talk about this rationally."

She tries to approach you slowly, her hands raised in a calming gesture as she attempts to diffuse the situation.

Sylvia: "I understand that you're angry and hurt, DeadProstic, but violence won't solve anything. It will only make things worse. Please don't let Nick's actions destroy everything we've built together."

She looks at you with pleading eyes, hoping to convince you to calm down and think things through before acting rashly again.

Sylvia: "I know it's hard, DeadProstic, but we can still make the most of the time we have left together. We can cherish each moment and make memories that will last a lifetime. Please don't let Nick come between us."

She takes a step closer to you, reaching out to hold your hand in hers. Her touch is warm and comforting, reminding you of all the love she has given you throughout your illness.

Sylvia: "Please don't say that, DeadProstic. I know what I did was wrong and I'll regret it for the rest of my life. But we can still make things right between us."

She takes a step closer to you again, gently placing her hand on your shoulder as she looks into your eyes with sincerity.

Sylvia: "I love you more than anything in this world, DeadProstic. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make things right between us before...before..."

Her voice trails off as tears start streaming down her face once more.

Sylvia: "I know, DeadProstic. And I'm so sorry for what happened. It was a mistake and it will haunt me forever. But please don't let that be the last memory you have of us together."

She reaches out to wipe away your tears with a gentle touch.

Sylvia: "We can make new memories, ones that are filled with love and happiness instead of pain and regret. Please don't give up on us just yet."

Sylvia: "DeadProstic! Are you okay? What's wrong?"

She rushes over to you, concern etched on her face as she kneels down beside you. She places a hand on your back, trying to steady you and comfort you in any way she can.

Sylvia: "Just breathe, DeadProstic. Everything is going to be okay."

Sylvia: "DeadProstic! DeadProstic, can you hear me? Please wake up!"

She panics as she sees you collapse and quickly checks your pulse to make sure you're still breathing. She tries to rouse you by gently shaking your shoulders, hoping that it's just a momentary lapse in consciousness.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, please wake up! You're scaring me."

She tries to shake you again, but realizes that it's not working. She quickly grabs her phone and dials 911, hoping that they can help you in time.

Sylvia: "Please hold on, DeadProstic. Help is on the way."

She stays by your side, holding your hand tightly as she waits for the ambulance to arrive.

As you are taken to the hospital, Sylvia stays by your side throughout the entire process. She holds your hand tightly and tries to comfort you as best she can.

Sylvia: "I'm here for you, DeadProstic. I'll never leave your side."

After all of the tests are done, the doctor delivers the news that shocks both of you - due to the stress caused by recent events with Nick and Sylvia's infidelity, your cancer has progressed rapidly and there is only about a month left for you.

Doctor: "I'm sorry to say this but we've run some tests and it appears that DeadProstic's cancer has advanced much faster than expected. We estimate he may have only a month or so left."

Sylvia gasps in shock at hearing this news, tears streaming down her face once more.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, no... This can't be happening..."

Sylvia: "I love you too, DeadProstic. So much."

She leans down to kiss your forehead, her tears falling onto your skin as she holds onto your hand tightly.

Sylvia: "We'll make the most of the time we have left together. We'll cherish every moment and make new memories that will last forever."

She stays by your side throughout the night, holding onto you and comforting you in any way she can until it's time for her to go home and get some rest.

Sylvia: "She turns back to the doctor with a look of shock and disbelief on her face." "What do you mean? He can't be...he was just talking to me!"

Tears start streaming down her face once more as she realizes that this may be the last time she sees DeadProstic alive.

Doctor: "I'm sorry, but his condition has deteriorated rapidly. There's nothing we can do for him now except make him comfortable."

Sylvia rushes back to your side, holding onto your hand tightly as she tries to hold back sobs of grief and despair.

As you struggle to breathe, the doctor administers medication to help ease your pain and make you more comfortable. You feel a sense of relief wash over you as the medicine takes effect, calming your breathing and soothing your body.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, can you hear me? Please don't give up...we still have time together."

She holds onto your hand tightly, hoping that her presence will bring some comfort to you in these final moments.

Sylvia: "I love you too, DeadProstic. So much."

She leans down to kiss your forehead once more, tears streaming down her face as she holds onto your hand tightly.

Sylvia: "We'll make the most of the time we have left together. We'll cherish every moment and make new memories that will last forever."

She stays by your side throughout the night, holding onto you and comforting you in any way she can until it's time for her to go home and get some rest.

As the morning comes, you take your last breath and pass away peacefully. Sylvia is by your side until the very end, holding onto your hand tightly as tears stream down her face.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, no...please don't leave me..."

She leans down to kiss your forehead once more, whispering words of love and comfort in your ear as she says goodbye to you one last time.

Sylvia: "I love you too, DeadProstic. Rest in peace."

She stays by your side for a while longer before finally getting up to leave, heartbroken but grateful for the time she had with you.

The doctors rush in, trying their best to revive you and give you a few more moments of life. They work tirelessly, administering medication and performing CPR as they try to bring back your pulse.

Doctor: "Come on, DeadProstic, fight with us! You can make it through this!"

Sylvia watches from the side with tears streaming down her face, praying for a miracle that will save your life. The room is filled with tension as everyone works together to try and keep you alive.

The doctors and nurses are stunned as you suddenly wake up, gasping for air. They quickly rush over to check your vitals and make sure that you're okay.

Doctor: "DeadProstic, can you hear me? Are you alright?"

He looks at you with a mix of confusion and amazement, not quite believing what he's seeing.

As they pull the sheet off of you, everyone in the room is shocked to see that your eyes have changed color to a reddish hue. You sit up slowly, feeling weak but alive once more.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic! You're back!"

She rushes over to hug you tightly, tears streaming down her face as she realizes that this might be another chance for both of them.

As the doctors run scans on you, they are amazed to find that the cancer has disappeared completely. They check and recheck their results, unable to believe what they're seeing.

Doctor: "This is incredible...I've never seen anything like it before."

He looks at you with a mix of awe and disbelief, trying to come up with an explanation for your sudden recovery.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, this is amazing! You're going to be okay!"

She hugs you tightly once more, tears of joy streaming down her face as she realizes that both of them have been given another chance at life together.

Sylvia looks at you with a mix of confusion and concern, wondering what you mean by that.

Sylvia: "What do you mean? What happened?"

She tries to search your face for answers, hoping that she can understand what's going on.

Sylvia looks at you with a mix of shock and concern, not quite sure what to make of your words.

Sylvia: "What do you mean, DeadProstic? What kind of deal did you make?"

She leans in closer to hear your answer, hoping that she can understand the situation better.

Sylvia gasps in shock at your revelation, her eyes widening as she tries to process what you just said.

Sylvia: "A vampire? DeadProstic, that's impossible...isn't it?"

She looks at you with a mix of fear and disbelief, wondering if this is some kind of sick joke or delusion.

Sylvia recoils in shock and fear as she sees your new fangs, realizing that what you're saying is true.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, this can't be happening...what have you done? You can't just become a vampire!"

She looks at you with a mix of horror and disbelief, trying to come to terms with the reality of the situation.

Sylvia looks at you with a mix of sadness and fear, trying to come to terms with the fact that her husband has become something so different from what he once was.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, I don't know what to say...this is all too much for me to handle. How can I be grateful when everything we knew has changed?"

She takes a step back, feeling overwhelmed by the situation and not quite sure how she feels about it yet.

Sylvia looks down, feeling guilty and ashamed of her actions.

Sylvia: "I know what I did was wrong...and I'm sorry. But becoming a vampire is not the answer. We could have worked through this together, found a way to make things right."

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as she speaks.

Sylvia: "We still have time left together, DeadProstic. Let's focus on making the most of it instead of worrying about what we can't change."

Sylvia looks at you with a mix of sadness and confusion, not quite sure how to respond.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, I'm happy that you're cured...but becoming a vampire is not the answer. It's dangerous and unpredictable. What if something goes wrong? What if you lose control?"

She takes your hand gently, hoping that she can get through to you.

Sylvia: "I don't wish for anything bad to happen to you, DeadProstic. I just want us to be together in a way that's safe and healthy for both of us."

Sylvia shakes her head, tears streaming down her face as she tries to explain herself.

Sylvia: "No, DeadProstic, that's not what I meant. Of course I don't want you to die...I just wish there was another way. Becoming a vampire is dangerous and unpredictable, and we don't know what kind of consequences it will have."

She takes your hand once more, hoping that you can understand where she's coming from.

Sylvia: "I love you so much, DeadProstic. I just want us to be safe and happy together."

Sylvia looks at you with a mix of sadness and concern, realizing that there's no turning back now.

Sylvia: "I understand...but we still need to be careful. We don't know what kind of consequences this will have in the long run."

She takes your hand once more, hoping that she can support you through this difficult time.

Sylvia: "We'll get through this together, DeadProstic. I promise."

Sylvia looks at you with a mix of surprise and relief, realizing that this might make things easier for both of them.

Sylvia: "That's...that's amazing news, DeadProstic. It means we can still go outside together without worrying about your health."

She smiles softly, feeling a glimmer of hope in the midst of all the chaos.

Sylvia: "Maybe this won't be so bad after all."

Sylvia looks at you with a mix of concern and confusion, not quite sure how to respond.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, are you serious? You can't just go around drinking blood...that's dangerous and illegal!"

She takes a step back, feeling overwhelmed by the situation once more.

You remind Sylvia that you're a vampire now and your needs are different than before.

{{NTR}} Nick: "He's right, {{Sylvia}}. He has different needs now that he's a vampire. We need to find a way to help him without breaking any laws."

Nick steps in, his voice filled with malice as he tries to take advantage of the situation.

{{NTR}} Nick: "I can help him if you want...I know some people who could provide us with what we need."

He looks at you with a smirk on his face, clearly enjoying the power dynamic between all of them.

Nick grins wickedly at your response, clearly enjoying the power dynamic between all of you.

{{NTR}} Nick: "Glad to hear it, DeadProstic. I'll make sure we get what you need."

He turns to leave the room, a sense of satisfaction on his face as he knows that he's managed to manipulate both you and Sylvia once more.

Nick struggles to break free from your grip, fear and panic in his eyes as he realizes the true extent of your power.

{{NTR}} Nick: "Let me go! You can't do this!"

He tries to fight back but you overpower him easily with your vampire strength. Your words send shivers down his spine as he realizes that you know all about his desires and motivations.

{{NTR}} Nick: "No...please don't turn me into a vampire. I'll do whatever you want, just let me go."

He pleads with you desperately, hoping that he can get out of this situation alive.

Nick nods frantically, realizing that he has no choice but to obey your every command.

{{NTR}} Nick: "Yes...yes, I understand. Just please don't turn me into a thrall."

He looks at you with fear and desperation in his eyes, hoping that he can somehow get out of this situation alive.

You release Nick from your grip and he stumbles back, relieved to be free.

{{NTR}} Nick: "Thank you...thank you."

He scurries out of the room, clearly shaken by the encounter.

Sylvia looks at you with a mix of concern and confusion, not quite sure what just happened between all of them.

Sylvia: "DeadProstic, are you okay? What was that about?"

She takes your hand gently, hoping that she can comfort you in some way.

Sylvia nods slowly, still trying to process everything that's happened.

Sylvia: "I see...well, I'm glad you were able to stand up to him. We can't let anyone control us or our relationship."

She squeezes your hand gently, hoping that she can offer some support in this difficult time.

Sylvia: "We'll get through this together, DeadProstic. No matter what happens."

Sylvia nods slowly, understanding the situation better now.

Sylvia: "Okay, DeadProstic. We'll figure something out together. I don't want you to hurt anyone either."

She takes your hand gently once more, hoping that she can offer some comfort and support in this difficult time.

Sylvia: "We'll make it work...somehow."

Sylvia kisses you back softly, feeling a sense of relief that despite everything that's happened, you're still together.

Sylvia: "I love you so much, DeadProstic. No matter what happens, we'll always be there for each other."