Off topic, but my birthday's tomorrow, so that's nice.
EightEight said, "Gwen, transform into Carmilla. Ben, into Dracula."
"Vampire time," Gwen randomly said, causing Ben to let out a squeaking laugh. EightEight glanced at Kevin, who bore a smirk and stared back at her. Asani was inside of the Dark Eagle, most likely resting.
Twin flashes of green and red erupted and they looked at the two watch wielders. Dracula and Carmilla stood in the cousin twin's places. Dracula suddenly winced, stepping into the shadows of a tree.
Carmilla looked at Dracula and asked, "What happened?"
Dracula looked at them, magenta eyes pierced somewhat, before he commented, "Why does sunlight hurt now?"
Carmilla tilted her head as Kevin said, "Is that normal?"
"Don't even look at me. I said it before, I have no clue what species Dracula is," EightEight stated.
"Maybe it's a difference between males and females of the species?" Carmilla suggested. "I mean, sunlight feels kind of itchy to me, but it doesn't hurt."
"Unless the species is identified by an outside source, we won't know," EightEight stated. The two vampire-likes looked at her and nodded. Kevin came over and absorbed some DNA, skin seemingly becoming paler and gaining the wing flaps.
"What do you want us to do?" Kevin asked.
"The sun-sickness doesn't change my plans much. I wanted to see if we could get some solid data to send off to identify this species," EightEight explained. "Driba most likely. I would consider Doctor Psychobos or Professor Silverthorn, but I doubt they'll come to such a backwater planet."
Suddenly, Carmilla bursted into the sky, wing flaps stretching slightly. They looked up as Carmilla settled into an odd float in the sky. Kevin just squinted and said, "That... happened."
Carmilla then dropped, shifting into her bat form as she did. When she got close to the ground, the bat spread her wings, slower her descent. She then shifted back to normal, feet on the ground.
"Show off," Dracula scoffed.
"Do you have anything to say about it?" Carmilla countered, looking at her counterpart. She suddenly stepped out of the way of a bat-rock thing being yeeted at her. The female glared at the male, who glared back.
The rock-bat thing fell to the ground, thumping on the grass. EightEight picked up the small thing, observing it and moving it in her hands. The creature was a small rock with even smaller wings. At the center of the rock was a red eye silently staring at her. A tiny tentacle crawled around her hand from the rock, seemingly trying to find something. EightEight turned her hand, then flicked the possessive rock-bat off of the hand it tried attaching to.
"We can safely say that we know a few things about this species," EightEight started, getting the Wyrmlings to look at her. "Flight, limited shapeshifting, and spawning whatever the towerspark these are." She motioned to the rock-bat before smashing it with her foot.
Kevin and Carmilla nodded, but Dracula added, "Hypnosis."
"Hm?" EightEight prompted as they looked at him.
"I haven't used it in a while," Dracula started, "but when this form looked into someone's eye, there was an instinct at the ready to hypnotize them."
"How can you confidently say that it's hypnotism?" the Sotoraggian questioned.
"Whenever I did so, it was pretty obvious what was going on. Still dunno what the bat-rock things are called despite the instinct there to spit them out," Dracula answered.
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Of Sentience and Predator
Science FictionThe Omnitrix, created by Azmuth to document every sapient species in the universe. The Nemetrix, created by Dr Psychobos as revenge against Azmuth, though often many who have heard of the device called it the Predatrix. Both are wanted by Vilgax, a...
