LEGEND OF THE FALLEN ANGEL

CHAPTER 3: BLOOD

Little Damon's eyes fluttered open. He felt weak and strong at the same time but one thing he noticed was that he felt slightly different. It was like there was something in him that had changed but he couldn't pinpoint what it was. 

"Marcus, Marcus, are you awake? Do you feel better now?" Wendy, Little Damon's earthly mother asked worriedly. 

Damon rolled his eyes and snorted "I felt better until I heard your voice, Wo... Mum. I just need a few seconds to myself." He replied sharply. 

He looked around and realized he was in a bed in the academic clinic. The last thing he remembered was that he wanted to beat up some kids but he slipped and fell, after that, a voice sounded in his head and that was all, he passed out. 

"Was that why I fainted? The voice said I'm now a new being, does that mean that I've gotten my powers back or something? Then, why am I still so small?" Little Damon was confused. 

He closed his eyes to picture what had changed in him but he felt nothing at all. He looked around himself but there was still no change and he frowned. "Mum, do I look different?" It took him a while but he was slowly getting used to calling Wendy *Mum* 

Wendy looked confused, she looked at him from his head to his toe and shook her head "Nothing at all. Is something supposed to have changed?" She asked and Kabbus quickly shook his head. 

He was about to open his mouth to talk when his stomach grumbled loudly and he frowned "Seems I'm hungry. I should eat first and think later." He said to himself but before he could say anything to his mother, she was already out of the room and he knew exactly where she went to. 

The door opened after a few minutes and the person that walked in was Wendy with a bag in hand. The aroma coming from her made it obvious that it was food and Damon couldn't wait to mooch on it. 

The food was served in front of him and he quickly sat right to start eating. Little Damon raised the first spoon to his mouth, opened his mouth slightly and brought the spoon in, only for his eyes to widen slightly as the taste of the food was slightly different in his mouth. 

He looked at his mother, ready to complain about the food but when he saw the smile on her face, he decided to keep quiet and just eat. He ate the food hungrily and finished it all in a few seconds but what was surprising was the fact that even though he ate so much, he still wasn't filled. 

He drank more water, drank some more and asked for more food, he ate so much that Wendy became worried but somehow, he was still hungry and he wondered what was going on. 

"Are you okay, Marcus?" Wendy asked worriedly, her eyes showing the great concern from the depth of her heart. She had been with her son for ten years already and he had always been someone that ate so little but he finished so much and he still wasn't satisfied. She knew something was truly wrong. 

Damon shook his head, he always thought of keeping things to himself but right then, he was scared. The more he ate, the hungrier he became and it seemed like he wasn't eating what he was supposed to eat. The moment he stopped eating, his stomach started grumbling again and the only thought that crossed his mind was that... Something was really wrong somewhere and that scared him. 

"I'm not okay. I feel like... I can't get filled no matter how hard I try. It's so... scary." He replied. He hated to be this weak in front of a mere human who might not even be able to help him but if he was sent to be her son, then maybe she would be able to help him in some way. 

"Wait for me, I will call the doctors." Wendy quickly replied before she stood up from her seat and ran away. 

Little Damon watched her leave the room and shook his head "And here I was, thinking she could help. She is just a human after all." 

A few minutes later...

A doctor walked in and came closer to Damon "Marcus, your mother told me you feel empty inwardly and no matter how much you eat, you don't get satisfied. Is that right?" 

"Yes. I ate a lot but I'm still hungry. Can you check if something is wrong with me somewhere?" Damon questioned. Even though he knew it wasn't natural, he still wanted to play by this planet's rule and see if things would work out for him. 

"Okay, I will conduct a few tests on you and will let your mother know your situation. You will surely be okay." The doctor told him. 

Little Damon wasn't expecting much but he still kept quiet as he watched the doctor try his best and soon, he left the room for the test with Wendy, leaving Damon alone in the room. 

He was still deep in thought when he heard the commotion outside. He knew something was wrong outside but it wasn't his business and he felt too lost at the moment. He closed his eyes gently to feel his inside again... "I think..." He wasn't able to finish his words when the door opened and an injured girl was brought in. 

She was taken to a bed and the person that brought her was crying profusely "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! You are bleeding so much! So much blood because of me..." 

Blood! Blood?

The word Blood triggered something in Damon and he quickly opened his eyes. He turned his head to look at the people that entered his room and he felt his stomach grumbling as he watched the blood that dripped from the girl's wounds but more than that, he felt like he could see the blood running through her body!

"Wait, what? What did I turn to?"