consider: him being turned INTO a vampire by the one he got caught by
“Enis…” Mark’s voice was rasping and choked, bloody spittle leaking out with his words.
“Mark, no, you don’t know what you’re asking me” Enis said, bloody tears streaking down his face.
“Pretty sure we’re beyond making making a choice, Enis” Mark said as he gestured to the giant fang impaled through his midsection. “And I don’t have time for you to dance around like an idiot only for it not to work anyway”
Enis laughed half-heartedly. “Okay, but if it sucks, you’re not allowed to be mad”
Mark smirked weakly. “Enis, I’m pretty sure being a vampire is the definition of sucking all the time”
They both laughed, forheads together for a breif moment until Mark’s laughter cut off sharply with a scream of pain and he convulsed.
“Enis, now” he gasped and Enis gulped, wrenched his eyes shut and leaned forward, sinking his fangs deeply into Mark’s neck.
He wasn’t exactly religious but he prayed anyway to anyone or anything that was listening that it worked.
It was what the book said to do but… the book wasn’t always right.