Dangerous Situation

Ba-dump!

When a human is turned, their heart stops beating.

…

The blood in their body comes to a stop, turning it cold to the touch.

But what about the soul?

What happens to the soul of that person?

Alvin was finding that answer at this very moment. Ever since Elara suddenly snapped his neck with a sweet smile on her face, an act of treachery he must say, he felt nothing but darkness.

It felt like time had stilled for him until he saw a faint purple light within reach. Feeling the warmth coming from that light, Alvin instinctively reached out for the light.

The next second, an image of a woman whose facial features he could see flashed through his mind. 

The image lasted for a second before he felt an endless ray of anger, hatred, and regret washing over him.

Even though Alvin knew this emotion did not belong to him, he felt them like his own; his heart ached for them as if they were his own.

But these emotions vanished as soon as they came; the next moment, Alvin found himself suspended in a dark space.

He lowered his head and saw his own faint visage as if he were nothing but a mirage.

Before Alvin could grow anxious, he felt a sucking force enveloping him, pulling him straight ahead. By the time he raised his head, Alvin collided with something he could not see and groaned in pain.

And then.

Boom!

An explosion sounded from the depth of his being.

He felt it, the blood that had long stilled, move once more.

The gears of his heart turned once more.

Ba-dump… Ba-dump…

A slow yet rhythmic beating of a heart reached his ears, prompting him to open his eyes.

…

Outside the cocoon, 

Elara and Vanessa could not sense any changes happening on the inside and appeared on the edge.

"It's all my fault. I should not have opened that thing." Biting her bottom lip, Elara blamed herself for Alvin's current state.

"You could not have known this might happen." Vanessa came closer to Elara and placed her hand on her shoulder. "Now we can only wait for this… ritual to end."

Both the women turned to look at the cocoon at once. It was no coincidence, but because they had sensed a sudden change in energy fluctuations around the cocoon.

"…What a power" Vanessa uttered in shock, she saw a wave of purple energy come out of the blood sphere. The cocoon started to change colors. From the blood-colored shell, it started to turn a mixture of crimson and purple, showing the influence of the external energy inside of it.

"I have a feeling that it is about to end now!" Noticing the change, Elara's eyes grew expectant. The woman behind her also looked ahead with a serious expression. 

Creak!

The runes pulsated with energy as their speed increased, sending sparks inside the cocoon and gradually cracking the shell like an egg when a chick is about to come out.

The cracks glowed with energy as if the whole thing would explode the next moment.

But it did not.

Instead, the cocoon caved in, and with a strong pulse, everything was sucked into the center of the cocoon where a body floated a few inches above the ground.

There he was.

Elara looked at Alvin in shock, her grip on the blood-stained edge of her kimono. She, along with Vanessa, stared at the scene with astonished looks on their faces. 

Alvin was no longer what he used to be.

His appearance went through a huge change. His hair had elongated, reaching his back; they were no longer brown; they were as black as the night. His youthful appearance had morphed into a slightly muscular one.

His height went from being around the edge of six feet to 6'3".

Covered in his old bloody uniform, Alvin no longer showed any signs of injuries; his body had fully healed, and even the stake lodged in his stomach had vanished.

He did not just return to his peak health; he became better!

Each cell of Alvin's body gave off a profound pressure that they lacked before. Before Elara could observe him more, the magical feeling in the air vanished without a trace, dispersing into the cold night.

Both of them noticed the lingering purple energy on Alvin's body fading before he fell to the ground with a thud, snapping them out of their daze.

Elara appeared beside him almost instantly and knelt beside his head. Vanessa, on the other hand, hesitated before staying in her spot; her eyes moved towards the spot where the umbilical cord was floating before.

The traces of the ritual vanished as the last bit of ash-like dirt mixed with a purple tint and flew along with a gust of wind.

…

Elara showed no signs of happiness. She started moving her hands all over Alvin's body, searching for any signs of abnormalities besides him now possessing a vampire body. While observing his body, she paid more attention to his appearance.

Unknowingly, her hand slithered down from her defined jawline to his sturdy chest.

"He looks good to me… Why are you still ogling his body like that?" Vanessa broke the silence with her quirky remark.

"Good? He is more than good; his body is brimming with power ten times someone in his situation should normally have." Elara hurriedly took her hand back and shot back "I can already sense a blood bead forming in his heart, something only talent can provide, and he barely just turned."

But the next moment, she seemed to have realized something and looked down at Alvin with a grim look on her face, "His heart is not beating!"

Vanessa stepped forward almost instantly and knelt beside Elara. She slid her right hand through Alvin's torn clothes and placed it above his bare chest. From the corner of her eyes, she saw the look of disdain on her mistress's face but acted as if she saw nothing and uttered under her breath, "Askera!"

Buzz!

The hands she placed on Alvin now shone with sparks of lightning that jolted Alvin awake while gasping for breath, "Huff!"