Chris detected the sound first. It reminded him of the glug, glug, glug that he heard whenever he and his father would fill up their cars with new motor oil. The sound was coming from Daniel's body. The bassist continued to watch on in utter disbelief. Waiting.

Ben looked as if he was trying to figure out a good way to get out of the venue. That, or his tummy was starting to give him trouble.

Sangria shoved her heels against the floor below and rolled to the back of the room, away from Daniel. "It's gonna happen soon. You're gonna wanna stay back. Way back." She pursed her lips and crossed her arms in front of her bosom.

The boys obediently turned and speedily walked closer to where she was.

Like bats flying out of the onyx gates of Hell, thick and red blood detonated out of Daniel's mouth. It shot out so unbelievably far that the boys weren't quite safe from some of its chaotic splatters.

Sangria, located the proper distance from the warped once-human blood-volcano, remained as clean as an angel.

"Told ya," she cracked as she got up from her chair and swaggered over to Daniel, unbuttoning her snug shirt to reveal a lacy black bra underneath.

She looked behind her as she did so, "It's alright. It only happens once."

The vampiress walked around to the area behind Daniel and kneeled down. She delicately wiped at the blood on his lips with her handkerchief, brought his lifeless body into her arms and placed him onto her lap with ease. She rested his sun-bleached dreadlocked head in the crook of her elbow.

Daniel looked like a baby who had just lulled himself to sleep. She placed his very slender arm, that was hanging off to the side, onto his lap and then cut a small incision into her bosom with her fingernail.

Chris was trying to take this all in but it all felt an awful lot like a circle trying to take in a square. His breathing was steady, but his mind was racing with worry and fear.

Ben was handling all of this display, and all the blood everywhere, in a much more physical way.
The well-loved drummer ran to the nearest bin and heaved his guts out into it.

A shrill and sharp cry charged through the room and the living boys covered their ears because it was so shattering. The sound was coming from Daniel.

The frontman then wailed in resolute pain, holding his abdomen with his hands.

He looked up into Sangria's delighted eyes. His fading blue ones were like a child's lost and scared in the night. "What's---happening---to me?" It didn't take long before his irises turned a brilliant shade of violet, just as deep and magnetizing as Sangria's.

"You're turning, sweetie. It's gonna hurt like a mother f-----, but if you just ride the waves and cease control, let it take over you as it should, it won't feel as bad," she sincerely spoke to him, her eyes watching his progress with great care and attention.

Chris and Ben were stunned into silence.

"It hurts!" Daniel gripped her shoulders, pleading. "Please, make it stop. Make it stop!"

"This has to happen," she stroked his face and waited. The screams of agony that followed from his mouth did not shift Sangria's face into concern, no, they shifted her face into sheer bliss.

After the blonde boy let out one more loud and flinching shriek of physical distress, Sangria held Daniel tightly to her body and bid him to feed, "It's time, my child. Drink."

Daniel knew instinctively what to do.

Sangria's incision began to leak for him and Daniel began to suck.

To be continued . . .

***Fanart above by chairhead4life

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Don't make me send Sangria after ya!!

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The sound quality of this vid is insane---'chair's "Slave"---just like I remember them sounding when I saw them live back in the day (they often opened concerts with this song), ohhh my heart... 🤘 🤘 🤘 💕 ...This song is also very fitting for what's happening to Dan in the story right now (actually, it's pretty uncanny how fitting it is). . . . . .

btw, whip that long hair, Benny! Ha ha! 🥁 🤘

https://youtu.be/SUwG8_pI-CA

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