Arthur panted heavily, he didn't know where he was. But it was dark. He couldn't see anything in front of him.

He felt panic sink in, he felt hot and frustrated and didn't know what to do. He opened his mouth to try and yell for help but all that came out was a clipped wimper and a cough.

He felt like his throat was on fire, and when the feeling only escalated amd Arthur clenched his throat as he started to cough violently.

His neck started to hurt first, then it spread to the rest of his body. He felt like he was drowning in pain until his eyes snapped open.

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He was in a bed, but it wasn't his. The room was dark with the curtains down. Arthur layed there for a moment before he slowly got up.

'What happend...?' He thought as he tried to stand, but his legs gave out on him and he collapsed to the floor.

'I feel so weak.' He used the bed as support as he stood up. His head was foggy and he felt hot. 'Was I drugged?'

Arthur shook his head but groaned when his head only hurt worse.

Well Arthur wasn't nacked, none did his backside hurt. So he wants raped, but is he kidnapped? Why would someone kidnapped him?

The Brit looked around and found a bathroom. He walked in slowly and turned on the lights only to be horrified at the image of him in the mirror.

He looked like hell, but there where two small bit wounds on his neck. Arthur's eyes widened and he placed a shaky hand on his neck. He gently touched the wound.

"What the bloody hell-" Arthur started to cough and winced at the pain in his stomach. He felt sick. Sick enough that he throw up.

~~~

After throwing up about four times Arthur sat on the floor as he tried to breath. The feeling was gone, but his head still hurt, and then the bits.

'He bit you...' Arthur heard a voice. His eyes widened.

'That's man- that monster attacked you...' Arthur got up and looked at the mirror.

'He ate you up, took your +inisence- your humanity, and left you for dead...'

"No, that's not true." Arthur heald his head as he started to remember what happened. He felt tears fall down his cheeks as the voice teased.

'He just ate you up, and now your not yourself. Your not human any more...' The voice giggled.

"That's not true!" Arthur yelled and punched the mirror. He broke it and his hand started to bleed.

'Look at yourself...' The Brit looked up at the broken mirror. His once green eyes where red and his +cainin teeth when longer.

'You are no longer human... Arthur Kirkland...'