“Oh god that was hilarious! Katy Perry would be proud of his drifting through the wind homage. Hmm? Why is his arm turning black…?”

Sasha watched horrified as the entire right side of Jakes body shifted and writhed like a mass of worms. After expanding to twice its normal size the mass of flesh crawled and clamoured over the lizards face. Absorption of the carcass was slow going thanks to the thick hide of scales and Sasha looked on with the face a child might make when they had just opened a present Christmas morning. After watching David eat Goliath for the past hour, Sasha descended in her less hairy form next to the unconscious Jake.

“What a truly tasty treat you are going to be. Lets see here, Clan screen, member allocation, attach mentee. Ok now to just swipe our bands together.. Yep, and I’ll go ahead and move your finger to confirm that for you my little devourer.. YAY! Now I’ve got you”

Jakes future being decided while he was passed out may seem cruel, but if the last few days are taken into account then it could also be argued that the man needed someone to smack him over the head once in a while. Now that the choice wasn't entirely his however and the fact that Jake hadn’t been bothered to check his bands privacy settings to make a condition like “Conscious Decision Acceptance”, well he was reaping the naivety of his choices or lack thereof.

Completely oblivious to his life's new direction, Jake slumbered like a five year old having nightmares of Godzilla chasing him around a dilapidated Tokyo. Tying the rope he had bought along around his ankle, Sasha turned and made for Manasford with her new plow tilling the ground that they passed. Without this questionable treatment Jake probably would have woken up after an hour or two, with his head smacking into rocks, roots and random bits of the forest however his recovery time was prolonged.

Sasha walked all night long through the forest and eventually came to the clearing before the wall roughly at 10am the next day. Somehow sensing safety, Jake arose from his slumber.

“Ugggh, I don’t remember drinking so why do I have a hangover… And why is there so much shit in my hair? OW! That's bright, turn the lights off!”

> Jeez he’s so loud when he wakes up, maybe I should have kept going until I had him at the Clan. Oh? Thats new, his eyes look just like the lizards, blood red and slitted. I wonder if his vision got better or something? Pfft, black fingernails as well?

“Hey Rory Mercury, your arm feeling better?”

Hearing the voice of Lucifer snapped Jake back to reality. Popping up onto his legs, he cocked back a fist ready to Mike Tyson the bitch. Seeing the fight in those eyes Sasha decided to nip that insubordination in the bud with a pimp level backhand. 20 metres, 4 felled trees and a split lip later had Jake seeing stars. Holding onto his slipping vision with the reluctance of a fat kid approaching gym class Jake was able to stay with the realm of the living. Feeling his face heal slowly made Jake realise he felt full and satisfied even knowing that he probably hadn’t eaten in a day.

> Status. Holy crap! I have the vitality of a cockroach now!

Name: Jake Steel

Profession: N/A

Sub-Profession: Mentee of Sasha the Shadow

Trait: Viroid Proto

Class: G

VIT: 4.8

STR: 3.33

AGI: 2.9

PER: 2.62

INT: 1.102

WIS: 1.001

NOTE: stats are relevant to base stats of humans.

Seeing his inflated stats Jake wasn't sure if he wanted to thank Fate for throwing the lizard in his path, or curse the living crap out of it. Considering he couldn’t really do anything about it though helped push Jake to sit up and look at the raven haired feline equivalent of a bitch.

“Why do you look hot?”

“That was the shittest pick up line I've ever heard.” Sasha replied with a look of utter disgust on her face.

/ Sigh

“Not what I meant, I can like see that your body heat is higher than the surrounding air. It's really weird, like I'm seeing you normally but my brain also sees you as an object of heat? What happened?”

“Your eyes are red and slitted like the lizards. Turn them back or something, its creeping me out that your seeing me like that. You also might want to do something about your manicure also.”

> ?? The hell is she on about… Why are they black?? Ok, concentrate, lets shift them back to a nice no-fill setting… Thank god! I was not going to be happy if I had to prance around like some try hard goth! Eyes as well, although seeing like that is cool it’s actually really disorientating to process all that info at the same time.

Watching his features return to normal allowed Sasha to get the journey back on track and they made their way to the gate.

> Why did my body change like that? maybe I ate something a little too nutritious and things skewed a bit? How about I go eat a horse and see if I get a larger leg?