CW: Blood, bite marks, spit


Aiden was looking around in his drawer, no, he couldn’t find it. Oh, there it is. It’s a taser, with gray plastic and a blue zapper. He then went to the kitchen to get a knife, then back to his room to get a baseball bat. He’s ready to fight. He’s ready to fight these monsters.

Or, Aiden P. has been bitten and turns into Ben Graves.

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DISCLAIMER: THE PEOPLE WHO ARE TRANSFORMING ARE MY REAL LIFE FRIENDS. ALL OF MY IRL FRIENDS ARE IN THIS AU. ALL OF THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, AND IT WILL NOT MORALIZE THE ACTUAL FRIENDS THAT I HAVE.

Aiden was looking around in his drawer, no, he couldn’t find it. Oh, there it is. It’s a taser, with gray plastic and a blue zapper. He then went to the kitchen to get a knife, then back to his room to get a baseball bat. He’s ready to fight. He’s ready to fight these monsters.

He then walked out of the house, walked to the cemetery to wait for zombies. He looked around, seeing the millions upon millions of people’s graves who had died. Despite the grief-causing aesthetic, it’s beautiful. All of the roses and flowers, down to the necklaces, bracelets and guitar picks, it’s gorgeous. He looks at the blade of the knife, thinking about how this all started, and why. He then looked up at the blood red sky. He squints his eyes in fury, just waiting for some zombies. He then heard a zombie groan, darted down his head to scan where the noise came from. Nothing. He then heard another moan, looked around, nothing. Third time the charm, he again hears a woman groan, and sees a zombie-like Rumi from Kpop Demon Hunters, her legs shaking from her terrible balance, walking towards Aiden. He raises his baseball, scrunching his face in anger, ready to battle this zombie. She then runs at him, he swings the baseball bat in her face, but she catches it and tries to bite his hand, but he dodges it and flips out the knife and stabs her on the shoulder, screaming loudly. Aiden then tased her in the stomach, continuing to scream. It didn’t last for long, though, the adult then spun around aggressively and whacked the teenager in the face with her long, purple braided hair. Aiden hit the ground, groaned in pain at the injury she just caused. Rumi darts to Aiden and she falls down and bites him in the arm, he screams and he stabs Rumi again, this time in the chest, the heart, to be exact. It didn’t take long for her to die and fall onto the grass, hitting the tombstone, making it move a little as she lied there, bleeding out.

He did it. He killed a zombie, for the first time. All he did despite fighting is just locking his windows and doors, just to keep the zombies out, completely vulnerable and scared lifeless. But he doesn’t have time to think about this now, he has to treat the wound, so it doesn’t get infected. He then realizes and then says “shit!” quietly, and then he starts to flee the scene. He wasn’t far from home, only a few blocks away, but before he could finish running, he stopped because he’s running out of breath. Good thing he stopped on the grass. He then bends his knees, rests his hands on them, getting oxygen. His breathing slowed down, returning to normal breaths. He scanned around, thankfully no zombie or person was there. He leaned back up, taking deep breaths doing so. He still has to disinfect the injury, though. He scanned his surroundings again, just double checking. And yeah, no one's there. He then got a feeling that something was coming out of his mouth. He then wiped his mouth, and checked his arm, and…it’s saliva. He then also got a warm sensation going down his body, or anxiety, that he’s infected. His eyes burned, and he had to see his face. He pulls out his phone, having a bad feeling about this, he sees his reflection on the black screen, and…fuck. He’s infected. He’d never thought it would end like this. He can’t be infected. He shouldn’t be infected. He doesn’t want to be infected. His hands shake, his phone also shakes with his hands, and drops his phone, trembling out of fear. “No…NO!!” He says quietly and then loudly, impossible to believe. He then got a wave of nausea, groaning as when his brain signaled the nausea, gripping his stomach. He then heard something snap, then went, “what the hell was that?” quietly.

Then, he felt it, another snap and then a sharp pain shot through the part where something snapped, specifically, his arm. “OWWWW!!! What the!??!” He yells. It felt like his arm was stretching a little bit. He looks at his left arm, and sees that his arm is a little…longer? His wrists are farther away from his hoodie sleeve. Maybe the sleeve is too short? No, the brim of his sleeves were at his wrists before the snap could be heard. He pulled it down, and no, it’s not too short. What the hell’s happening? He looked at his other arm, and yeah, it’s longer too! What the fuck is happening to me? It must’ve been a coincidence, when he thought that, his back began to hurt. Badly. He moans in pain. He reaches back to hold onto his back, trying to relive the pain, but nothing seems to be working. “Agh, it's like- coming from my skeleton-” he got cut off by a pain in his legs, making them shake, a burning sensation, like you just got done running. “Ahhhh!!!!” He cries out in pain. He looked at his aching hands, and saw that his nails have black nail polish on. Where the hell did that come from? He noticed that his skin is getting a little paler, spreading up to his arms, and into his whole body. Then he could feel his hands get bigger as well. “OWW!! Acckk, my bones!!” He whined, observing his hands. He then feels his hair getting longer, stopping at his chest, rubber bands appearing on it, strands of his new dreads tying up, a black hair tie coming out of nowhere, a supposed ponytail on the top of his scalp. “Mmmnnhh, huh? Dreads? Wh-what the?-” Aiden questioned, stroking one of the dreads, he had never seen these kinds of dreads before, and he has to admit, they look pretty cool. They’re uneven, the dreads on his chest are shorter than others, but he doesn’t care, they still look cool nonetheless. While stroking the dread, he notices something black growing around his wrist, they’re thin, black bracelets that are very close together, that looks like a thick black bracelet. There are more black bracelets, with one that has very short spikes, close together, looking like squares with triangles on there. On his right arm, the same thin black bracelets are appearing around his wrist, with one appearing with small white spikes, 5 each, on the top and the bottom.

Just before Aiden could process what was going on, he then felt a sharp pain go down his spine, feeling the discs slide out, the ends of his vertebrae protrude out, scraping against his skin, against his own will. “AAUGGHHHHHH!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” He screamed out in agony, feeling himself getting taller, then falling onto the grass. He cannot stand at that height. He lands on his hands and knees, groaning loudly while doing so. He feels himself getting skinnier, rolling his shoulders, his legs stretching while growing taller. His torso also got longer, his spine still showing on the surface of his skin. “AAAUUGHHHhhhh!!!….when will this be over?!? It hurts so much!!” Aiden yelled. The pain is unbearable, he wanted to scream, cry, hell he wanted to do those said things at once. He felt his arms crack, as the muscles burn as they expand, mainly the shoulders, his arms gaining a solid sensation. “Auughh…feels like…stone..” He whined. But then, the pain stopped, letting him breathe. His clothes are changing now. His hoodie morphs into a white button-up shirt, with cut off sleeves with a pocket on the left side, with a black square that says in white text “RAMONES” inside it on the right side. The shirt has red stains on the collarbones near the shoulders. He feels something around his neck as a black choker appears. He feels sharp pains on his left nostril and ears, as earrings and a nose ring dangles. Black, leather arm warmers contain his forearms and half of his upper arms, his pants cut down into shorts, stopping at the knees, getting darker and darker into a black. A belt wraps around his hips, too. Aiden feels his right shoulder tingle and burn a little as a tattoo manifests, the ink etching into his skin. “Aahgghh…fuuughh…I feel so warm…so tingly..” The teenager (now an adult) complained. Then his shoes got thicker, the soles getting longer and thicker, the brims of the shoes lengthening too. The rest of the details on the shoes are disappearing, his shoes turning into boots. His socks also turn black get a little longer too. The laces are also going upwards along with the boots, wrapping around the brims. He closes his eyes as he feels the changing clothes brush against his skin. It feels kind of…nice.

It’s time for his head now.

He feels his skull cracking and snapping, quickly holding his jaw and head while feeling the pain, the scars on his right cheek from his dog attacking him are now disappearing, his Adam’s Apple rising even more, his voice getting deeper as it rises. He coughs as it protrudes, feeling like he’s choking. “It…hurts…can’t remember…anything…somebody….help me….” Aiden says weakly and quietly, his consciousness starting to decrease, the zombie-like Ben Graves starting to invade his body. He doesn’t know what to do, he can’t do anything, all he can do is accept it, and let it happen. His jaw popping every now and then, his chin becoming more square, his cheeks becoming shallower, his cheekbones becoming more defined. His dark brown irises turn into a blue-green, his nose also defined. His eyes rolled back. He can’t remember anything, all he remembers is him getting bitten, this pain all over his body, seeing his body distort, and the changes feeling very uncomfortable.

Who would ever think turning into one of the hottest drummers in the world could be so…painful?

His mind continued to slip away, then it stopped. He never wanted to be infected, but here we are. He tries to stand up, groaning, almost falling over, but he manages to balance himself. He moans, like a zombie. He observes the grass, and sees a taser, a baseball bat and a knife. Where the fuck did they come from? He ignores it, turning his head back up, and starts to walk with poor balance, looking for someone to feast on.

What was his name again? Ben? Ben? Yeah, I think it is Ben. No more Aiden, until someone kills Ben and he turns back to normal.