Michael had his blood drained after being kinapped, in which to temporarily give Marius powers, and now thought to be dead was thrown out like trash.
However Michael is an Immortal; Like his family he possesses an extremely potent healing ability, ad the Corvinus strain. He mannages to revive himself, and he doesnt know where he is or Selenes. whereabouts.
Now Michael is on his own as a true freak of nature; how will he cope and survive his jaeded world.
The only thing I could smell was death; I was too weak to move, my mouth was dry. In one word I felt like a husk. I layed in a pile of rotting corpses for days. Until I smelt something fresh.
I felt a rushed transformation come on, and I had a little energy remaining. When I came to; I fond blood covering me; up and down. I no longer felt thirsty, but I finally got a good look at what I ate torn into.
A fresh Lycan corpse, or was. It looked like a dry gorged on husk. This body desired two things, and it sickend me. Blood or flesh, and both would satisfy that beast in me. Blood was sticky, I hated the feeling of it on my gloves when I was an Intern, and I hate it more now as a Hybrid.
I looked for anything clean to wear, but that was not what I could find, but I did get some torn clothes from this dumping ground. The whole area reaked of trash and corpses, and any sense of smell was limited to that or the blood.
I started walking to no direction. I just walked, I needed to recollect my already dumbled thoughts.
"I remember being stuck in that cryochamber. What ever the hell that was. Trying to hide it out, before being caught by that asshole." Shivering at the thought of being hung up like a chicken again for my blood.
"Wait? Did I die?" Anxiety grew in the pit of my gut. "That guy! He drained me of all my blood, every drop Of-of blood!" My hand rubbed off the blood that was on my face.
"I can't die can I? Not unless someone cuts my head off..." I rubbed my neck thinking of it not being there.
A crackle; a storm couple miles off in my direction had begun. Might as well run off into the rain and get rid of this blood.
I transformed, my skin darkening into a dark blue color. My hands were growing sharp nail like claws. More muscle was shown on my body. My face grew an more wilf like, but not as much as other Lycans.
I growled, and took off for the storm, these clothes were already falling off at the seams. I wanted to just rip off the t-shirt, and pants, but onve I reverted into my human form I'd be naked.