Vladen's Illness.

Vladen pull's the blanket from his body, slipping into what is left of his torn and ragged clothes as quiet as a ghost. Taking the blanket, he lightly drapes it over the girl, before laying back onto the bed.

Vladen wakes with a start, sniffing violently at the air his gaze fall's up the girl in the chair. What on earth happened? he think's to himself before he notices his lack of clothing. Wrapping the blanket around himself, he look's over at her for a while and studies her face. How do i know her? he think's to himself.

Vladen whisper's softly in his delerium "Annalisa..Please..dont die..Please..im sorry..i didnt mean to hurt you.." tear's streaming down his cheek's as he lay's there..Not dreaming but lost in a delerium enduced by the injection's he had been given.

Vladen wakes softly, mumbling softly, and tossing and writhing "Mel..no..Mel..please..don't.." vladen writes and sweat's, tearing at what's left of hid clothing.

Vladenopn's his eye's and glares at the unknown woman, grasping her wrist's in an iron grip he growl's at her before the last vestiges of the sickness slip away and he releases her to sink back. His breath ragged..and skin pale

Vladen roar's an ear splitting roar, slamming his fist's into the concrete of the hospital floor, he shudder's violently and ventualy falls's still..

Vladen writhes on the floor of the Hosptial waing, a louder ear splitting crack ring's out through out the building and he arches his back with a loud and strangelled roar of agony as his spine re-allign's and stretches, the bone and muscle parting and moving beneath his skin. His T-shirt ripping in a rush as his muscle's expand and his shoulder and collar bone's crack with a snap and grow apart, changing his shoulder shape as the hair on his arm's and leg's begin's to spread and grow thicker

Vladen open's his eye's with a growl, an ear splitting crack filling the room as his rib's seem to break on their own, crying out he meet's the girl's gaze with a pleading expression as he writhes in her grip, the bottle reading " Mr Vladen Turner..Take once Daily..Transformation Suppressant's" scattering the bottle as he writhes, and cries out Vladen's voice begin's to deepen, the hair on his arm's and leg's seeming to grow thicker, and the already tone muscles, seem to writhe and flex beneath his skin.

Vladen stumbles into the Hospial wing, pale and shaking. A bottle of tablet's clutched in his shaking hand he glares at the Nurse

" They said they would..work..Flaming light above! Why arent they working" Vladen pitches forward and curl's up on the floor, wracked by pain he lay's there. Growling softly as he look's around his eye's pleading for help. His skin is milk white and the air seem's to shimmer around him, every few moment's his body seems to lock and he is wracked by increasing more savage pain, making him cry out, closing his eye's as waves of nausea wash over him