He couldn't be blamed for that. True that he spent more years of his life with his actual parents but blood is thicker than water, you can't love your adoptive mother than your real mother, that's impossible. That's just how it is and you can't go against, in fact that's what I think.
He then took hold of the flacon containing the dark crimson liquid. He looked at it like he was trying to inspect it.
"So my dad saw nothing other than a strange liquid to offer me as my 16th birthday gift. Pffft...this is hilarious, I prefer my mum's give a thousand times than this thing. It seems dangerous and this aura it emmits is nothing good. But mum said it's not dangerous for me and that I have to drink it for my own good" Said Chandler as he continued looking at the strange liquid.
"I guess I have to do as she said. As from her words, I doubt she would ever want to hurt me"
What he said was right. He was Elizabeth's greatest treasure in her life. But why did she even left him? She said it was for his own good and survival but what for? Only her can have answers to these questions of his. But where could he even say he would search for her? No idea.
Chandler seems to not even being bothered about who his dad is. His head was just fully concentrated in knowing his mum and see her. That's all that mattered for him. Just by the time he head her voice, he felt like he trust her at all cost. He voice just gave him a kinda warm feeling in his heart. A feeling he felt he was longing for. He yearned such feeling and thought he would never get it a day. Then suddenly they tell him about his parents and he feels as such after hearing his mum's voice.
All these was unfathomable for him moments ago but right now it is really happening. He would take his time and enjoy it to the fullest right? Who wouldn't do that?
After some much more time of inspecting it, he had no choice but to do as his mum said.
"I guess I can just trust her and do as she asked, it won't hurt to trust her, in fact I think so"
Then he opened the flacon. He sniffed the liquid as heck it smelled like hell.
"Bluuurrgghh....what's this, does he wanna kill me which such. What's even this thing. Ahhh it stinks like hell."
Chandler said while holding his nose all the time. He felt like he could just vomit right there. He couldn't dare take in the smell again. He feared that he would vomit out his intestines.
"Mama will give a beautiful pendant which seems very expensive and he will give me a musky thick and stinky liquid."
He felt pissed of right at the moment. This was the worst thing he ever received and smelled in his life. He face was frowning and ugly with that smell still entering his nose. He held the flacon and stirred it in cyclic motions. The liquid was following the motion too and seems to be living. Once in a while it will seem to move up the flacon.
"Pfffft....mama will not do something to kill me. If she says it isn't dangerous to me then I guess I will just drink it" Said Chandler with his still ugly face.
Taking his courage, he placed the flacon close his lips and gulp down his saliva. He then gulped it down. By the time it touched his tongue, an ironic task assaulted his mouth. It was the take of blood.
'What!!!?? Blood, he gave me blood as a birthday present?' He thought to himself as he gulped the liquid all down his throat.
"Bluuuuuurrrgggghhh....this is really bad though. I ain't a vampire for him to give me blood as a present. What is he thinking, am sure his brain sucks a bit to much. Heck me too I just drank it as a fool, was I bloodthirsty?" Chandler said to himself while he kept the flacon on his bed. He laid on his bed for some time. But after some minutes, he started feeling weird and sweat started oozing from his body. He felt as if he was in a furnace with a temperature around 600degrees celcuis.
"Woaw, it is me or it's that to feel really hot in here."
He stood from his bed and opened his windows so that the cold breeze could enter, but it did nothing. He didn't even feel a slightest bit of change. This was so weird and uncomfortable for him. So he went to the bath room where he splashed some cold water over his body.
"What's all this? Could it be that blood I drank earlier? Nope, how can blood make me feel so hot, I could fry chicken on my skin."
He tried to figure what was it that was happening to him. He finally came to conclude that it was the blood he drank earlier which was all doing this. He started feeling like his stomach was turned upside down with they envy of vomiting taking hold of him.
"This is really weird. I feel like I would vomit all my intestines and my stomach at once. Why did I even drink that think? Just its color was saying I shouldn't drink it but I did drink."
He walked out of the bathroom. But after some steps, he fell to the floor, close to his bed. It was then that he started feeling some pains. It was like millions needles piercing through his body. But that was just the beginning.
He felt his bones break and dislocate from their joints, then reconstructing back. They stretched to their limit and break, then reconstruct again. This was unbearable for him.
This was far more than what he felt when he was training over these years with the Zolritch.
"Ahhhh.....this is too painful but I can bear it. I haven't felt such a pain but not going through it will mean am weak."
He tried crawling to his bed but his body just couldn't bulge. He was in a stated of paralisy and he felt an instant pressure assaault him, making him unable to move a finger.
What was happening in his body was another matter. His cells were all changing sizes and took strange forms. This was really a weird thing. How would he drink blood and all these changes will occur after sometime.
His blood cells started to also change color to be the same as the liquid he drank. Seems that the liquid was corrupting his system. The pains he got from all these was just awful and unbelievable.
After constant breaking if the bones and reconstructing, sending more higher jolts of pain all over Chandler's body, it finally ended and something happened.
He could stand finally but he was just kneeling while he looked at the ceiling and then, he felt a burst of energy flow through, he felt like he could do everything at that propise moment. He felt power, ultimate power, I mean godly power I mean one which was far greater than that of a god.
"Woaw, what's is this that am feeling? This is just so...so....so...ahh I can't explain this feeling. I feel like I can do all that I want, this is really power"
Chandler was overwhelmed with power. So much that he could grow mad. He has never felt such in his life. This was his first time to experience such a burst of power in him.
Then suddenly an ash coloured aura surrounded all his body. This was the shadow power which was unknown to the world. He looked around him and saw the aura becoming thicker and darker as time time passed. He felt a burn in his a strange thing in his chest and he couldn't bare it but shout out loud.
"Aaaaaaarrrrrhhhhhhh.... Arrrhhhhhh... Aaaaaarrhhhhh..... Aaaarrrrhhhh... Aaaarrrghhhhhh.... "
Each shout was ear piercing each time that he let out a shout. It was so painting that he shout to his lungs volume.
"Aaaaaarrrrrhhhh... Aaaarrrhhhhhh... Aaarrrhhhhhhh... "
The dark ash aura emanated so much that it covered all the room. His room was all dark ashy coloured due to the aura.
His shout resounded all over the house that every personnel in the house heard. All were worried. Sakura and Sir Zolritch, with all the personnels instantly felt a high pressure upon their body that they laid on the floor.
Chandler was already out of breath in his room. He shouted so much that his wasn't able to stop and have some air in to supply his already empty lungs. He then collapse on the floor and so did the aura retreated and entered back in his body.
Immediately, the pressure all we're feeling retreated and was back to normal. Sir Zolritch and Sakura immediately rushed to Chandler's room as the could feel that burst of energy. Furthermore, it was a so menacing one that they wondered why it was coming from Chandler's room.