Vincent and The Beast || CW BATB

Vincent Keller: The Woods

[Vincent Keller: The Woods]

Honestly, the day was just one big coincidence. It was the year 2003 and Vincent Keller had only escaped Afghanistan a short while ago while learning to get used to and control the beast side of him. He knew that adrenaline usually was the trigger for the transformation, but how could he have known that no matter the situation adrenaline would trigger it regardless?

It was dumb- just really dumb. He was with a girl. She was the first girl he had gotten with since he got to New York. Vincent was young and he knew he couldn't see Alex. Doing so would put her in danger. But this girl- she was just some random girl. She had no significance at the time. He couldn't even remember her name.

Things had started out just fine. He was the one who offered to take her to a hotel. First, they were in the hallway kissing after drinking a while bottle of wine on the way. It made him much looser, but he didn't care.

Vincent then proceeded to carry her into their hotel room for the night. It was getting heated and they were getting more into it. Next thing he knew, their clothes were off and they started o dry hum each other.

A huge surge of energy rushed through Vincent and he liked it. But he failed to recognize it as a trigger for the beast until it was too late.

"Wait," he grunted, not truly meaning it. "Stop," he said again with a more stern tone. The girl groaned in disappointment.

"What is it?" she asked. Vincent could feel the beast inside him fighting to come out. He closed his eyes and tried to push it back- tried to calm himself down.

No, no, no, his mind chanted, but was encountered with a growl that escaped his mouth.

"Run," he spoke through the struggle. The fact that he was able to hold it off for so long was surprising, but he knew he couldn't much longer. He rolled from on top of her and onto the on his hands and knees. "Run!" he tried again when he saw she wasn't moving.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" she asked, her voice full of concern. Looking back on it, he regretted not knowing her name. She was honestly concerned about him while he just thought of her as a one night stand.

What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?! Didn't I tell you to run? His mind argued.

The aggression was nothing new. It was accompanied the transformation and even fueled it, like right now.

When he opened his eyes, he was no longer human. They glowed yellow. His mouth was filled with teeth that were inhuman. He roared and the girl screamed. Coming quickly from his hands and knees, the beast jumped to his feet in a sort of crouch. His prey was helpless as she sat naked on the bed, trying to cover herself up with the blanket.

"Vincent?!" she asked, her voice shaking. His human self heard her and he wanted to stop, he wanted to change back, but he couldn't fight the beast.

He growled in response, eyeing her up and down. He flexed his fingers which now had claws instead of nails. Again he roared, causing the girl to flay backwards. She grabbed the lamp on the bedside stand and threw it at the beast.

As a beast, Vincent reacted much faster. The lamp was shattered as it missed him and hit the wall. But they were left in the dark and the girl quickly regretted it. She scrambled off the bed, struggling to put on at least a shirt run for the door.

However, the beast had the advantage as he had heightened senses. He could hear her when her bare feet slapped against the floor. His teeth bared in an ugly grimace.