Watching his past, his present, his future flash before his eyes. He had just died from a fatal stab wound in battle. The war here in transilvanna was horrible and protection from wounds were junk. As the lights faded from Connors eyes he fought to stay alive. He wasn't ready to die, he didn't want to.
However death was stronger, more powerful then anything on this earth. An before Connor knew it he was looking at the devil himself face to face. Connor looked at him studying him with his eyes, "ah Connor it's about time you joined us!" Said the dark devil. "Send me back, I want to go back..." Connor snapped. The devil smirked and nodded "I know, but I can't just send you back, no one in hell comes back normal. "
Connor looked at him curious an yet a bit scared for a man who had always been in war since he was young. "What do you mean? Not normal? You're going to turn me to a demon!?" Said Connor a bit on edge.
"No, no not a demon. Something people fear more than a demon, they don't believe my people run around this world, but what you'll become they fear, they know they are real." Connor seemed now confused his emotions up n down and just continually changeable. "What do you mean? Who do people fear more than the ones who have second best power than you." The devil growled at Conner grabbing him by the collar of his torn shirt. "Vampires" he grumbled into Connors ear.
Connor struggled his eyes wide. " no I will not become something all men fear. What then? Where will my satisfaction come from, my sexual pleasures, my life? What will I do without them, without being a normal man doing what normal men do." The devil smirked. "Your satisfaction will come from blood of the living for you will need it. Your charm, and dominance will instantly drag them to your bed. Men won't fear you if you feed like your created to, hide in the shadows."
Connor looked away now thinking this deal over. Change into one of the most feared creatures, or spend eternal life in hell. Each had their bad but hell didn't have any good. He turned back around and looked at the devil as he sat at his dark twisted thrown. "I shall become what men fear, for I don't want to be here." Connor said, the devil smiled his sharp teeth shining. He motioned for Connor to step up to the thrown.
As he grabbed Connors shoulders he shoved him up to very close eye to eye contact. He opened his mouth, screams,flames, and curses leaked out. He took a deep breath in and screamed into Connors mouth. His body shook and vibrated horribly. The curses possessing him to that monster. He then dropped Connor as he fell to his knees, his body continued to shake. As Connor blacked out he felt horrible pain flash n run through his body.
He soon woke up, he sat up quickly and looked around. His hearing sharp, his pace quick, his eye sight sharper than a lions. He stood to his feet and felt his sharp fangs release as his thirst was painful deep in his throat. He growled as he closed his eyes n listened to the heart beat of animals, men, the rumbling of the ground. When he found a heart that bumped lots of blood, a big body he snapped his eyes open. He ran quick, faster than lightening itself to the animal. Quickly jumping and feeding from it. His hunger satisfied but he knew it wouldn't last long. He needed human blood, not animal blood but for now it would tame the beast inside.
