Capítulo 19: Experiments Part (1)
Time to answer some questions. And in the cruelest way possible so that I could release the miasma I built up recently. It turns out miasma forms way slower than I anticipated, so I'd have to release it only once every two weeks.
My 3 bloodriders wouldn't leave my side, and I didn't force them to, I just instructed them to gaurd outside the tent and never come inside.
I walk over to the calmest one there, the other five where trying hard to struggle out of their ropes. Unfortunately, they were tied up pretty well and their ropes connected to the thick support of the tent.
Grasping the man's neck in my right hand, I lift him off the ground and speak.
"Open your mouth"
He looked at me with terror in his eyes, but shook his head in an attempt at petty rebellion. A foolish decision. Flashing at speeds his eyes can't keep up with, appearing like a blur to everyone else, I vamp speed and smash all four limbs of his, turning the bones inside them to dust.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHGH"
An unholy scream resounded right after, breaking a small peice if a bone is painful enough, grinding then to such a degree they appear like shattered glass is another level of pain that this poor man has never had the pleasure of experiencing before.
I look at his arms and legs that flopped at unnatural angles with cold eyes. Not a single sliver of guilt or empathy in them.
I bite my finger and it started leaking blood, then forced the bleeding finger into the man's mouth. As soon as I made sure the blood entered his mouth, I stepped on his neck, and with a nauseating crack he 'died'. For now atleast.
Glancing at the rest of the five men with my cold blue eyes, they shuddered and immediately started flailing around with extra vigor. They struggled in their ropes so much that most of them had blood running down their wrists.
This is going to be troublesome, I don't have the time for this, I have a training session to attend and a lesson to teach.
Oh right! I haven't tried CHARM yet. I stare at a slave at random and then speak.
"~Don't move a muscle~"
He then completely froze, as if all his previous struggling didn't exist. His eyes looked dazed an unfocused. Wait...he isn't blinking, in fact, he isn't breathing.
Shit, do they take my commands to the letter?!
"~Forget what I said, don't move, don't shout and do as I say~"
This time, he breathes normally but remained in place. Seeing my attempt successful, I looked over to the remaining 4, who all just saw their companion getting controlled. Seeing no hope and no light at the end of the tunnel, they did what their human instinct told them to do
They lowered their heads like dogs and started pleading for their sorry lives.
"Please spare me!"
"Have mercy!!"
"Let me go! I swear I'll you'll never see my face again!"
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A/N: This is a major decision to make here. Would you like me to write any foreign language in its original text.l and the translation under it. {Option 1}
Example: "Kostilus spare nyke! (Please spare me!)"
Or just right normal English but with the language next to it. {Option 2}
Example: "(Bastard Valyrian) Please spare me!"
Vote here:~
Option 1
Option 2
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"I have a family! I need to get back to them or they'll starve!!"
"Pleas..."
'Are they begging for me to spare them? Also I can tell they are speaking some form of dialect of Valyrian, unfortunately I don't know Valyrian, I'll have to learn it some time later'
'But do they think I'll just let them go because they pleaded me to? If they believe this to work, then they are either naive or pathetic.' I thought, but I didn't waste any words on them and repeated the same commands to them using CHARM as the first one.
For the experiment's sake, I'll call the man who I just broke his limbs as number one, while the rest will be number 2,3,4,5 and 6.
Number one consumed one drop of my blood, while I gave number two a cup's worth, and number three a litre( same as a big water bottle).
As for number four, I gave him one drop of my bone marrow, which is where my blood is most concentrated. It hurt like a bitch to break my own bones for this, but I endured. Besides it healed just a minute later. Vamp regeneration is no joke.
For number five, I infused 1 B.E into the one drop of blood I feed him. While number six had only Blood Essence injected into him, without my blood. I wanted to know it's effect on other people.
[A/N: You don't need to keep track on who drank what, I will mention it when needed. Your welcome~]
With a simple command, they would all have snapped their own necks, but I quite liked the feeling of crushing bones in my arms, especially necks...I think I've got some disorder here. Or is it because I've lost all empathy to those I don't consider family. Because honestly, I don't give a shit about their lives.
One by one, I broke their necks with my own hand except number 6 who I knocked out, as he didn't consume my blood.
Closing my eyes, I relished in the satisfying feeling it gave me. The sensation is like holding an empty egg shell in your hand then crushing it. Simply addicting.
They will soon enter their transition period, where they are neither alive or dead.
In order to complete the transition into a vampire, they must then consume a significant(for them) amount of human blood, at least a sip's worth, within the next twenty-four hours, or else they will die.
Fortunately for them, I am kind enough to bring with me another seventh slave. He was a middle aged man, fat and with a stumpy beard and an annoying MOUSTACHE!!
Which was definitely not the reason I picked him to be the blood bag...ok maybe it was but so what! Sue me...yeah that's what I thought.
Suddenly, I felt one of them twitching. This is weird, they are supposed to tak way longer than this to enter their transition period...maybe because I'm an original? I don't know but whatever, at least I wouldn't have to wait.
Before they wake up, I quickly run outside the tent then return with a tied up man with an irritating moustache.
"..."
I swear I just saw that moustache smile at me!!! Grrrr, well you don't need that moustache to be a blood bag now do you...hehehe.
Grabbing onto one end of the man's moustache, and under his horrified gaze, I pulled my arm as fast as I can, ripping it the moustache and finally separating it from his face.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!WHYYY!!?!?!WHYYYYYY?!?! WHAT HAVE I EVER DONE TO YOU!"
It's obvious, it's your fault you got here. Who the heck told you to crow such a despicable MOUSTACHE!
He didn't suffer any critical damage, but his mouth was now a bloody mess though, as I apparently removed quite a bit of skin too...meh he would die soon anyway.
Finally, the moustache is gone... we're all safe now. The people of the world can rest easy now, knowing that a man out there was getting rid of their darkest fears.
I look back to see all 5 men stood up, some had way more drastic changes than the others. Number 6 was still out cold though.
Number 1,2,3 and 4 looked like a normal person, albeit with an unhealthy pale hue to their skin. Their eyes were a dull Red that got more pronounced the higher the number went, so number one had the faintest, fullest red while number 4, who fed on my bone marrow, had the most pronounced redush hue to his eyes.
However their red eye colour didn't compare to mine when I activate them. Actually, my eye colour changes from blue to luminous red when I drink blood, experience strong negative emotions like anger and sorrow or hunting my prey.
Back to the matter at hand, number 5 (the one who drank a drop of blood infused with blood essence) had the most drastic changes. He looked barely human, with his ash-grey skin, veiny red eyes and rapidly deteriorating skin.
Also,he looked crazy and almost berserk with a mad expression on his face. I didn't see that on number 6 (who only absorbed my blood essence), so perhaps my blood fused with blood essence was too much for his malnourished body, that it started to take over his body, transforming him into this... abomination. I'll call them leeches.
Apparently smelling the blood, the five vampirs still in the transition phase turned into rampaging bulls and hopped onto the poor man like animals. Guess the scent of blood was too much.
Number 5 (the leech), especially had grotesque veins popping all over his body, his eyes were a dull yet insane, and he acted a like rabbid dog. Unfortunately, the other four, who weren't in their right minds yet, followed his lead and began disfiguring the poor former-moustache man.
I just looked on with interest and disgust as they tore the man apart limb from limp, and dug their claws into him, while some of them squeezed his organs dry of blood.
After they finished, I smelled a familiar scent coming from them. The transition is complete. They are now vampires and we are connected by a sire line as well.
I cracked my knuckles and smiled in anticipation. This testing is going to be fun~.
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