Snippet #2050786

Vendettus walked down the steps trying to distance himself from that young immortal. I know she's an immortal... She has his stench...She's a spawn of love..."Vendettus' eyes flashed between red and black violently as he tried to gain control of himself. He staggered down the stairs into the recreation room, collapsing onto the floor trying to keep himself together but he was failing. His hair grew longer and his skin darkened. He erupted an aura of pure malice and pain as two thick and powerful horns were growing in. With much pain upon himself he tried to force himself to stop his transformation. He bit down so powerfully to hold in his yells that his teeth bled.

Must.... Control....