...But not for as long as You might think?

That Huginn guy, He was not lying, He was telling the truth, this had to be the worst experience of Your entire life.

The pain of such an incredibly intense measure was near indescribable to anyone who had not felt it before, not a single intense feeling like in the Mansion, this was everything at once.

The Bones began to crack, breaking, lengthening, hardening, the marrow swelling and seizing inside of You.
The Muscle ruptured, ripping and tearing apart, bursting through the skin and fixing itself to the bone and tightening like a drawn steel cord.
The Skin began to burn under the light, it was so bright, so unbearably bright, everything it touched burned, it was like being dipped in magma, bubbling and writhing like it had a mind of its own.

The Blood and Veins were the most painful, each vein, each tendon was slithering around in Your body, every single drop of blood was boiling under that blinding light, cooking and sizzling as it burst from the skin, everything clotting, tensing, changing, every Bone, every muscle, every inch of skin, every drop of blood, everything down to the very Cells was dying and rebuilding, Suffering and Fixing... and it was like that for what might have been an eternity.

Time passed, You were in pain, everything was pure pain but... You were not screaming anymore, Your flesh has settled and the light though still intense was bearable as long as You didn't move.

More changes came in that immortal ungodly light, You were slumped down, watching as Your fingernails began to fall off, and from the stubs, new ones grew, they were thicker, stronger, sharper.

Though sometimes it felt like these things were happening one at a time, in reality, all of this might have been happening at once, everything was blurred, a cauldron filled with Pain, Light and... Oh, and there was that smell too.

The scent that had been lingering in the entrance of Your nostrils, this heavy, musky smell, was undoubtedly the Worst Part of it all. This smell was so strong and so Potent, it could not be ignored but it was just far away enough to not let You get a full whiff. When that Scent had first come to You... You were sure that You would go mad, it was perfect, everything about it was flawless, it smelt sweet, sour and savory, it smelt like an over baked blueberry pie and freshly cut grass, the scent smelt of Meat, bread, Poultry, pastry, pasta, fruit vegetables all mixed into a euphoric blend of splendor.

You wanted it, needed it, craved it, it was all that mattered, fuck the breaking bones and writhing Veins and boiling blood, it was all that You wanted... at least that was how it was at first.

Eventually, that feeling began to die down, it was too much, like eating too much candy or using the same deodorant for too long, it was still really good, but the Scent was just a little too sickly sweet, it was at about this point that thing died down, The beginning of the end.

Your teeth felt loose in Your mouth, eventually falling out altogether, forcing You to spit them out. When the new set came through it was a lot less painful than the rest and oddly, the new set felt good, really good, strong, You didn't think teeth could feel this strong, You felt like You could chomp on diamonds. The Eyes, however, did hurt, the pain shot right through to the back of your head, the membrane on Your eyelids flexing and hardening shut, a stabbing feeling nestling beneath the lids which were clamped shut now.

It was quiet, everything was quiet, quiet peaceful compared to earlier. You were unsure of how much time had passed, it felt like an age but at least, it was definitely over now.

Looking around the room, which was still brightly lit with what You guessed were probably UV light or something, things began to get weird, You were in this room, You were the only one in this room but, In the distance, You could almost hear voices, gentle whispers, echos from the other side of a tunnel, if the tunnel was everything in every direction.

You waited and You waited, wondering if You had been forgotten about or something, they were making a big deal out of You before but, oh well.

Other than the voices in the distance, it was quiet, and despite what had just happened, everything felt eerily calm. In that quiet chamber, where You waited patiently for the stranger's, focus overcame You, suddenly the voices on the outside did not sound all too distant at all, You could hear them with clarity.

"...We have no idea where She rushed off too now, She could have left the city by now for all We know!?" spoke a shrill and hoarse voice, not one belonging to any of the Six that had been with You earlier "I don't think that she would just leave, spend months searching just to pack her bags and skedaddle as soon as We catch up to Her?" that One You couldn't mistake, that one was Huginn "And what of the Boy, She obviously wanted a Delegate." That One was Huginn's Sister, the same accent but feminine.

"Roman would have been the stronger candidate for Turning, with his blood potency, his power would have been unrivaled." The Short Black-haired Girl You thought.

Roman would've been a stronger candidate? Are they saying that She should have turned Your father instead of You? What was Valerica's plan, why did Your father get involved with her in the first place?

"The Boy is special..." That voice. "His blood is the most potent that I've ever encountered, even when standing a meter away I could smell how powerful He was becoming, take into consideration his full heritage before speaking Your idiocy..." You knew that voice, that accent, it was her, she was Here!?

You pulled at Your restraints, The think metal clamping down painfully on Your legs, though it did not stop You, Your New muscles flexed, Your body reacting with a new power that No Human could fathom, You pulled and You pulled, The metal creaking as they strained to fight the pressure. The Chains shook and rattle, an inhuman cry coming from Your jaws as the chains and the Plates began to crack, eventually giving in to Your strength and shattering away, leaving You free to take Your ****.