a dark stormy day

As the fangs sunk into his neck the pain could be immediately felt. Brandito tightly gripped the area of his wound with his hand. The searing pain from the bite seemed to travel throughout his entire body through his veins. The world around him slowly became a blur, the objects in the environment around him seeming to blend into one another. The agony that his body was going through coupled with this disorientation was taking it's toll on him. The longer he struggled to keep his footing the more his body seemed to give out on him. Soon enough his legs went limp, sending him falling backwards into the dead leaves that resided on the forest floor.

The world around him went black as the light from the world he once knew slowly faded away from his sight. Each breathe that he inhaled hurt with excruciating pain and was even harder to catch than the previous one. It would have simply been easier for Brandito to simply let himself go, but as weird as it was he continued to try and cling on to what life he had left. He had made his decision and it was what he wanted, but a part of him wanted to hold on to a part of his humanity, no matter how much pain not letting go would cause.

His breathes began to slow and with it the pain residing. His body had been becoming colder and colder, causing him to lightly shake, his body reacting frivolously to warm itself up. He then let out a slight smile, staring out into the darkness that seemed to enshroud him. "So this is death.....I guess..I'll have to remember it...." His breathing soon ceased along with the beating of his heart. His eyes closed and his head fell limply to the side. He was now dead, the life he once knew had now come to an end.

Angel saw what happend to Brandito and got scared herself she started runnin away "Poor guy"she thought

A painful rush of air rushed into Brandito's lungs, causing him to to begin coughing. As his coughing fit stopped his eyes slowly opened, looking straight up into sky. He stared at the moon which hung there in the night sky. He then placed his hand on his chest, soon letting off a light smile. Earlier he had felt the cold embrace of death, and now he was conscious. It was funny that the word conscious came to mind. He couldn't say "alive" since by feeling his chest he could feel his heart beat no more, but he wasn't dead since he was obviously staring at the moon. "Heh, I guess Im Undead now...or rather a hyphohybrid or whatever Katalyst said I'd turn into, guess I'd better talk to him now. More than likely he's been waiting on me to wake up"

Brandito lifted his legs into the air and quickly flipped himself into the air, landing on his feet. This flipped surprised him not because he had done it, but rather because of the strength he could feel from his body while doing it. He began to examine himself. He noticed that his body felt toned and his muscles bulged a bit. As he looked at his hands he noticed that his fingernails had turned into claws of sorts, and he could also tell that his hair had grown a bit of it now blocked his view.There also seemed to be something that felt to be weighing down behind him, and it felt as if it were attached to his back. He turned around to see what it was and saw nothing, yet when he looked on the ground he could see black feathers scattered across the ground. It couldn't be?! He reached behind himself and plucked at what was on his back, it hurting more than he expected it to. As he looked down into his hand he was now holding another one of those black feathers. "I've grown wings....?! When Katalyst explained what would happen to him after being bitten for some reason, "growing wings" never occurred to him, but now looking back on it, seems like it would have. Brandito wasn't sure how long he had been out for, but in the time that he was his body had gone through much transformation.

Looking up from himself he saw Katalyst who seemed to have been waiting on him to finish what he was doing. He wasn't able to think up what to exactly say to this man now. Should he thank him? Thanking people was something that was a little out of his personality, and something like that would make Brandito who already felt awkward enough as it was at the moment feel even awkwarder. "So Katalyst...you wouldn't happen to have a change of clothes, would you?" Brandito pointed towards his hoodie and shirt which were torn to shreds apparently as a result of his transformation.