Unknown Location
Year: 2060
In a dimly lit underground facility, Ken, found himself bound to a cold metal table. Strapped down, he couldn't move as two doctors in lab coats hovered over him, their eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and cruelty. Samuel's heart pounded in his chest, fear coursing through his veins as he knew what was about to happen.
"You can't do this to me. "Ken cried and tried to break free but it was futile. Even being a vampire didn't seem to be enough to break free. He used to be just a half-blood vampire leading his mundane life. And suddenly he was here, strapped to a cold metal bed and injected with one thing or another for days by humans. The same humans he had vowed to never harm.
The first doctor approached him, holding a vial of crimson liquid. "This should make the transformation process smoother," he said, his voice cold and detached. With a syringe in hand, he injected the blood into Ken's veins. The pain was excruciating, coursing through his entire body like wildfire. Ken cried out, his voice echoing through the sterile walls.
The second doctor seemed hesitant, witnessing Ken's suffering. "Perhaps we should stop this," he stammered, taking a step back.
But the first doctor shook his head, his eyes gleaming with a sinister resolve. "No, we must proceed. The experiment must continue."
Ken's cries turned into whimpers, and then finally, silence fell upon the room as the pain overwhelmed him. His body went limp, and the doctors assumed the worst, believing he had succumbed to the agony.
However, as the second doctor leaned over him to confirm his lifelessness, Ken's eyes snapped open, glowing with an otherworldly crimson hue. He moved with inhuman speed, sinking his fangs into the doctor's neck. The doctor gasped in shock and terror, unable to comprehend how Ken had survived the experiment.
"You should have never toyed with the supernatural," Ken's voice echoed with a newfound resonance as he clutched the doctor's trembling form.
His grip tightened, and with a chilling determination, he demanded, "Who is responsible for this project?"
The doctor, shaking with fear, managed to mutter a single name, "Kahn."
Before the doctor could say anything else, Ken's grip tightened further, silencing him forever. His lifeless body slumped to the ground as Ken released his hold. Ken stared at the body for some time as he felt like the world he was seeing was now a lot different than before.
Breathing heavily, Ken stood up, feeling the power coursing through his veins. The taste of the doctor's blood still lingered in his mouth, a stark reminder of the monstrous transformation he had undergone. Whatever the doctors were trying to achieve seemed to have become a reality but now he was going to use it against them to take revenge for turning his life upside down.
With a newfound sense of purpose, Ken stepped out of the room, leaving behind the lifeless body of the first doctor. The first doctor had fled, and the facility's corridors were filled with an eerie silence.
He walked through the corridor as many humans carrying guns surrounded him. His vow to his mother would be broken and the humans would pay for their actions. They would experience the pain he had gone through.
The humans looked like nothing more than a bag of blood as they fired their guns. But the bullets did nothing more than an itch. Ken walked towards the terrified humans with slow steps as he made a vow to himself. To take revenge and not break the vow this time that he had made to himself.