Adrian had been up all night, he couldn't sleep of course, was too afraid to sleep... to dream. He had turned himself into horrible things since that first time, but there was something about then that haunted him, and it was hard for him to sleep. About an hour ago he had downed a half bottle of Nyquil, but it wasn't working. Adrian simply stayed sitting on his bed, staring out his window into the dark night sky. Finishing off the bottle, Adrian could finally feel himself getter closer to unconciousness. Laying down then, he ran his fingers through his thick curls and sighed, eyes fluttering open and closed. Sighing, Adrian didn't bother to take off his jeans or tank top. Finally into peaceful sleep he slipped...
Seconds seemed to pass and the sudden sound of his door being nearly kicked assunder startled the young man awake. Sitting up suddenly, Adrian peered around maddeningly and violently, finally to meet the gaze of his teacher, Master Volrath. Adrian groaned as he rubbed the sleep from his bruised eyes, and as Volrath spoke,
“Adrian, you have an assignment. It will act as your final test before becoming a full fledged Necromancer." Adrian watched as Master Volrath moved his hand from his neck and he winced at the amount of free flowing blood. “As you can see someone tried to kill me and someone failed. I want you to follow the trail he left behind, and kill him. You’ll be able to track him by the blood seeping out of a large gash I left in his stomach. He left the tower from the side door in the audience hall. And now if you’ll excuse me I’ve got to go close this.” Adrian whispered an sullen, “as you wish” as his master departed.
Standing and stretching, Adrian began to remove his clothing. Once completely nude, Adrian finished stretching and shook himself loose. Staring blankly and wildly ahead, he could feel the familiar etch of darkness pulling at his soul and gut. A swirling darkness completely engulfed his eyes and muscles began to bulge and twist. Grunting out in pain, Adrian clenched and barred his teeth. His body began to visibly warp and grow hair. Howling out, Adrian began to tear at his own flesh, pulling off only flecks at first that quickly shifted to whole chunks! Black goo that looked something like chunky contaminated blood began to spill to the floor from his orifices, and his body began to shrink. His human moans began to turn into beastial howls. Falling to his knees he felt his face transform and shift, long razor toothed snout, long furry tail, needle-like hairs. He appeared to be some sort of Wolf hound, black sheen fur dotted with flecks of red strands, like he was a burning cinder. The eyes turned a crimson color, they throbbed with a dark resonance. Tiny horns flecked his canine brows. Adrian clopped out of the room, his long nails clicking against the marble floor.
Sniffing the blood trail that was just outside his room Adrian ignored the glances from the junior students. Catching the scent of Master Volrath’s assailant, Adrian’s ears fell back and he began to growl with his dual vocal cords. One growl was deep, the other of a standard hound. As he trotted up on the blood trail, his nose against the ground, an overly long black tongue lapped from his mouth and licked up the blood. One couldn’t tell from looking, but this beasts orbs dilated then in anticipation and excitement.
And just as quickly he had taken to the hunt!
Barreling down the hall ways, Adrian growled and barked his way through crowds of necrolytes that took their time to get to where they needed to be. The newer, younger students were more enthralled by the appearance of the hellish hound, and watched in awe or exclaimed in startled excitement. After moments of him charging through the hallways, long black tongue flopping out the side of his snout, Adrian finally reached the auditoreum. Unfortunately the door was closed in front of him and for a dog it wasn't going to be exactly easy to turn a knob. Whimpering at first, Adrian began to bark violently at the door. Leaning on down on his front legs, Adrian began to growl at the door, he could smell the fresh blood just beyond.
Adrian made a quick decision then. Shifting back into his human shape, nude and covered in the same black goo as before, Adrian quickly opened the door to an already startled crowd. No one had managed to stop the assailant then in his tracks, and the sudden appearance of a slime covered naked man didn't do much for the already startled crowd. Giggling and blushing girls huddled around each other, and taunting boys pointed and laughed. Some people turned from embarassment, the teacher there Lady Rafne exclaimed to him, "Adrian Metisse, what is the meaning of this?!"
As the short, frumpy and grey haired woman stormed towards him, Adrian rolled his eyes and ran past her, flustering her backward. Adrian began running across chairs, managing to find a stable footing as he again transformed. As he ran and bleed and pulled himself apart before the novice necrolyte's eyes, he began to wail out in a feline manner. The auditoreum wowed in awe as he morphed into a black cat before their very eyes, and flew through an open window. The flustered lady Rafne simply sighed and looked to the students, "And that is an example of a masterful metamorphosis."
Adrian landed quietly onto the grass outside and peered up at the blue sky. Getting quickly onto the trail of the assailant, He again took chase.
"Never let anyone think they are better than you, especially if they are."