*Undead ears heard the command of awakening. Alphonse's eyes close briefly then snap open acknowledging the voice. Thrashing, tossing, and turning the pain returning full force as the vampiric blood took over the boys system. A scream of pain tore from Alphonse's lips echoing out the window into the night it was blood chilling the kind of scream you only hear once and know you need to run. It was one of those screams.*

*The dark blond's back arched off of the bed his body was fighting to regain itself after the temporary dead feeling. Limbs were heavy blood began pumping even faster racing through his form. agony was written onto Alphonse's face as tears stream down his cheeks everything was involuntary every pain-filled action was protest to the revival of this new life. The body was trying to reject this new soul the thirst for blood, the thirst for something the body did not crave when it was alive.*

*After thrashing a bit more Alphonse slumped back onto the bed exaughsted, tired, and beat. This new soul had won the new life licked his lips a pointed fang poking over the top of his bottom lip. The fangs had grown in during his thrashing fresh blood had bled from his gum-line as they emerged. Dark bronze eyes gained a haunted appearance they narrowed to slits. A hand draped over his damp forehead fingers wiping away tears. He did not acknowledge Pride yet he was getting use to this new feeling.*