"Seize him!"
The commander of the guards shouted as they run over Mikelle to pin him down on the ground but before they could even take a hold of him he was there laughing while emitting an aura that even darker than the night, he was full of excitement and aroused whenever he sees their blood came flowing out of their neck like a mere fountain on their slit throats. However, he couldn't help but feel as though he was possessed by a demon, causing even the man he had fought with to quiver on the ground like a parasite.
Despite knowing that Mikelle found himself enjoying the bloodshed. "Bwahahahaha!" he still continues to laughed while piercing the spear on their neck whenever he pleases as If he was just hunting a fish on the pond that he even find himself having so much fun, yet on the inside of his mind he knows that it was not his feelings but rather it was the bursting emotion of the owner of the body who was the maniac himself.
'Crazy!' he stabs the spear on the guard that looks like a lizard with a tough scale and a soft pierceable flesh.
-yet I like it!' He added while covering half of his face with his blooded hand as he turns amok and created a fuss in the arena which made the people gone wild. Some ran away from the scene, while others watched with a grin on their faces, enjoying the spectacle seeing how he merciless bath with their blood.
"Ah, Another trouble maker." The man stated from afar, who was watching from the entire time. He was standing in the window holding a sharped needle before flicking it with his fingers.
Just then the needle came off flying towards Mikelle as it pierced deep into his body without him knowing, followed by the man who's jumping in the midair, wearing a black robe with a scarred eye and an uninterested expression written on his face as he watches Mikelle take off the needle piercing on his flesh.
'Holy magic….' He thought as he gazes upon the man that was not even looks like a human himself but a blood sucking vampire.
Mikelle frown upon seeing it, that he stabbed his own fingers to take off the needle piercing his skin that seems to be a tranquilizer that he also uses as a vampire hunter himself in the past that would make them paralyzed and put into a deep sleep.
'Tskk, this won't work on me." He sneers. "I am not a vampire anyway-
After stating it he notices that the man smile as if he was making fun of Mikelle; he was even ready to chopped his head off without mercy along with a few guards that slowly coming forward to surrounds him, but before he knew it, his vision began to blur and dim as he felt his head become heavier, causing him to pass out.
"Curse this weird body…"
He mumbled, seeing the man's vicious smile before he was dragged around by the guards on the ground like a dirty piece of rag.
When Mikelle woke up, he found himself in a damp, rat-infested cell with cobwebs surrounds the place while the stench of rotting flesh covered the area that makes him want to vomit.
"It stinks! "This place is worse than I thought."
Mikelle complained, while remembering what has happened in the arena causing him to stare at the wall lost in a deep thought.
"The tranquilizer!" He froze as he looked upon his hands just to find out his sharp finger nails and fangs.
"Is this kind of joke?!" Filled with uncertainty and confusion, he looks at himself in the puddle of the ground, and looking upon it Mikelle still have a reflection of his body just like a normal human being, except with his eyes that were flashing red like blood, which was different from other vampires who had no reflection on the mirror or shadow themselves.
'This only means that the owner of this body, or am I are neither alive.' He thought looking so serious.
"I wondered what happened to my body."
He wondered while staring into the face of a man covered with bruises and scars.