Clayton Danvers

Clayton knows there is something wrong the moment he wakes up but he can't put his finger on it right away.  It doesn't really strike him till he reaches the kitchen and freezes when he realizes what is wrong with him. 

It is in the lack of heightened senses and how he actually feels weak.  It's a feeling that he wasn't familiar with but it echoed to him like a long forgotten memory.  Like something from his childhood, the one he didn't like to think about, poking at him and reminding him what it felt like to be...human.

"Elena!"  He bellowed then, his voice tight with something else he didn't normally like to feel.  Something akin to fear.