Hey everybody! This was one of the requests on my Divergent thread. I meant it to just do oneshots, but this was such a great idea I talked to the requester about turning it into a full sized fic and we came to an agreement so thank you jesslarhea for your wonderful ideas! The original request is as follows do a supernatural vampire fic where Tris is a vampire and changes Eric after joining dauntless. So here we are! I hope you have enjoyed what we have come up with!
The Dauntless faction erupts in applause as I turn to face them, my blood still sizzling on the coals behind me. I don't look back at my parents. This is where I belong.
I try to keep my pace normal as I run, just barely staying ahead of everybody else. I don't want anybody to see the inhuman pace I can really go at just yet, or just how easy it is to pull myself on to a moving train.
I stumble into somebody when I step into the train and quickly apologize "Shit. Sorry."
She smiles, looking up at me from her spot on the ground.
"You're really fast, I'm impressed." Her smile hasn't faltered. "I'm Christina."
"Tris." I answer, settling beside her.
I run my tongue absentmindedly over one of my protruding fangs. All these humans with their fast beating hearts, pumping hard from the activity are driving me insane.
Fast footsteps and gravel-crunching fill the space in front of Christina and I. Getting to my feet, I attempt to get a better look at what is going on.
Looking outside, bodies of all the initiates leap out of the train, landing on the top of a building directly across from us.
I glance at Christina and I feel her reach her down and take my hand.
"On the count of three?" she suggests.
I nod and try not to squeeze her hand too tightly.
"One..." I start, and I feel Christina inhale. "Two..." I continue as we step to back, getting ready to run. "3!" I finish. We run quickly, we're airborn just as fast and I drop Christina's hand. Knowing I will easily overshoot her jumping ability no matter how hard I try not to.
Landing about four feet ahead of her, I roll and push myself upward, heels digging into the ground.
I begin to walk over to Christina but then I see him.
His mouth is moving and I am completely in tune.
"My name is Eric. I'm a Dauntless leader."
Eric.
If I thought my senses were going insane on the train, they are completely on fire now.
He smells intense. Like cigarette smoke covered by spicy cologne and it couldn't be any more delicious.
"If you want to enter Dauntless this is the way in. If you don't have the guts to jump, then I guess you don't belong in Dauntless."
I can't see anything but him. I don't want to see anything other than him.
Christina says something to me but my brain isn't comprehending anything but Eric.
"Somebody has to go first, who's it going to be?" He asks the crowd that's gathered.
"Me." I say without hesitation.
I step forward, and the crowd parts slightly, making room for me to pass through.
I walk up to the ledge Eric is standing on and step up, wavering the slightest bit, being this close to him I'm able to take in all of his mouthwatering elements.
His breathing. Soft and steady by my ear.
His heartbeat. So fucking loud this close.
His blood. We're close enough I could grab him, sink my teeth into his flesh and drink.
I could turn him.
I could make him mine.
Mine to drink from whenever I want to. Mine to always experience this sensory overload with.
My mouth waters and if my heart was still beating I swear it would be hammering.
I throw myself over the edge of the building to gather some distance between Eric and I. No matter how much I want to stay close to him, if I stayed much longer I might not have been able to resist turning him right then and there.
My body collides with a net before I really register what's happened. The net turns on an angle and arms grab under my arms, heaving me up and off the net.
"Did you get pushed?" The boy asks me, eyeing my Abnegation outfit. His rude tone is not lost on me.
I swallow. "No."
"What's your name?" He asks me gentler.
"Tris." I tell him quietly.
"First jumper, Tris!" He announces, and a small group of Dauntless cheer.
I try to smile. This is my new home, but I can't. Instead, I return to running my tongue over my one of my fangs. I can still sense Eric from down here.
I deliver the final blow to Molly's throat and watch her body crumple to the floor. I'm fighter harder than I should be, and I want to tell myself it's because I want to look good in general on my first few hours as a Dauntless initiate, but I know the only reason I'm fighting as hard as I am is because I want to make sure Eric notices me.
Almost bouncing with the energy the fight gives me, I get out of the ring and steal a sideways glance at Eric. i'm still completely in tune to him. Everything around him looks brighter, more vibrant, better.
"We're done for today. I'll see you all bright and early tomorrow." Eric's voice bellows throughout he room and it sounds just like music to me.
I need him.
Now.
I'm the last to leave, but instead of following the crowd down the hallway, I wait around the corner until I hear boot clad feet walk steadily across the concrete floor. I press myself into the wall as Eric walks past me. The best thing about being dressed in all black is that you blend so easily with the dark you're almost invisible. The good thing about being a vampire? Almost nothing is invisible to you.
I pull myself from the wall once Eric is a few feet passed me. A safe distance to follow him from. Quickly, I remove my shoes, knowing the clicking of them will quickly give me away. Picking up my shoes, I follow swiftly, admiring the way his shoulder blades move with his relaxed arms through his shirt.
I begin to get anxious once he comes up to a door and pulls out a key from his back pocket. It slips into the lock smoothly and he pushes the door open.
I move as fast as I can to enter his apartment before the door closes. I make it through just barely before the door shuts.
I scan my eyes over Eric's apartment and am surprised of the cleanliness that greets me. Everything is modern. From the black sleek counter tops to the black couch in the open concept living room. A light shines in the crack under the door in hallway that branches off the living room.
Eric.
The door handle turns, and I slip into another room before he notices me.
His bedroom is the same as the rest of his apartment. Sleek. Modern. Mostly black, the difference is that it had accents of red, here and there. Which is interesting, considering what he will be craving when he wakes up tomorrow.
I slip underneath his king size bed. I can wait here until he comes in and falls asleep. That's when I'll do it.
It takes a while, but I finally see Eric's feet on the floor, and his towel drops to the floor, inches away from where I am.
Naked? Things just got a lot more interesting.
the bed creaks loudly as he settles in After a while, his breathing takes on a steady pace and doesn't toss and turn.
Now's the time.
I pull myself out from under his bed, and walk to the left side, examining his body before me. The wrinkled sheets are around his waist, exposing his bare chest, rising and falling with a beautiful rhythm that will soon be forgotten.
I run my cold finger down his neck, and follow the same path with my tongue, teasing myself.
He tastes so. Damn. Good.
I don't waste a second longer. I sink my sharp teeth into his soft flesh and drink.
It's absolute euphoria.
Everything else disappears. I'm only aware of him. His taste.
I could drink all of him. I want to drink all of the blood from his body.
But I stop myself. Holding down his struggling body, writhing in pain. Little does he know that once he changes, my bite will be the most pleasurable thing to him. My body craves more, but if I drink more he will die, and I will lose him.
I bite into myself instead. Tearing open the skin on my wrist. Blood dribbles down my arm and I hold it forcefully to his mouth, forcing my blood in his mouth and down his throat. My mouth opens in pleasure and I let out a moan. His eyes, wide with terror, begin to relax and grow heavy. Almost there. I remove my wrist from his mouth as his eyelids fall completely closed.
The process is complete.
When he awakes, he will awake as a vampire.
He will be mine.
I hope this chapter has made you as excited about this story as I am! Talk to you guys soon!