iBecame A Vampire

Chapter 1

The city lights were bright in the outskirts of Seattle, Washington. It was midnight, perhaps a tad bit later than that. Dangers of mugging, jumping and murders lurked about but did not frightened the young teenager who walked. Roaring of cars, laughter of those who did not sleep during these hours, and the sounds of partying echoed throughout the lighted city. Though cheerful, no one knew of the dangers that lurked within the city.

Sam had done it for the last time! No was was Freddie going to come back outside! That prank had been uncalled for. Sam had practically violated him in a way that no young man should ever be violated! She would get her revenge...somehow.

The young male pressed his boney back to the brick wall of the nearest bar, bathing in the light ray's of the city. His fingers twined into eachothers as he kept his eyes focused on the pavement. His lip was held into the angered clentching teeth burried within his mouth. Around him, the sound of footsteps and chatting began to faid as the furthered theirself away from him. Atleast he wouldn't have to do Icarly until tomorrow night.

Freddie chewed on his lip and rose his eyes at the sound of a more nearer footstep. It grew closer and closer, causing the teenager's heart to skip a beat. His mother had warned him about being out this late in the middle of the city. People got hurt all the time. "Hello?" He called into darkess.

Using his foot to push him off the wall, the young male stepped into place and made his curious, youngself towards the foosteps. "Carly? Sam?" He continued to grow nearer as he spoke to the darkness. "Sam! If it's you I swear!" There was a hint of fear behind what was suppose to be a deffensive threat. "I'll get my revenge, and it won't be pretty! I've been working out!" He rose his hands in defense, knowing that if she did lunge at him, he would do nothing. He knew better than to hit a girl, even if it was hard to classify the curly blonde a girl.

A cold set of hands made there way to his throat and backed him up against the wall. His wide eyes met with a park of iceblue ones. The once defensive boy was now filled with fear. "Y...Your not Sam! Or Carly," He choked out, through the grip of what appeared to be a cold, broad man.

The man smirked, a set of pointed teeth coming into view. "No, my dear child," He said, his voice raspy, and deep. His grip tighteneed on the boy's throat, drawing out a gasp. "I am no woman, I am no man, I am...," The man brought his head closer to the base of Freddie's throat as he hands slid to the scrawny shoulder's of the teen's, pinning him to the wall. "I am nothing...," He stated.

N..Nothing? How was he nothing? He was clearly standing there, holding him down, so could could he be nothing? He was real! This man was re.. Freddie's throughts came to an abrubt stop as the man's set of elongated teeth, sank deep into his throat.

Freddie jolted, the pain excruciating, undescribable, this man was feeding on his very life essence. What man survived on blood? With each sucking motion the man made against the boy's thin neck, he felt himself draw closer to darkness, closer to death. He was dying, Freddie Benson was dying..

In an attempt to live, the pale and weak teenager made a move to shove at the male as he managed to slide his arms out of grip of the blood sucking man, but instead he wrapped his arms around him as he clung to life. Time was dragging on, couldn't he just die already...he hurt..so badly.

Seconds dragged on like hours, but the man finally pulled away - leaving Freddie slumped agaist the wall. Freddie watched as the tall man came into view. He was broad, and dressed in a trenchcoat. His eyes were the lightest shade of blue, and his skin was the whitest ivory Freddie had ever seen on anyone. Infact, this male's veins were visible through his skin.

The man's wrist came in contact with his own mouth as those elongated fangs slid deep within his own skin, drawing a dark liquid that Freddie was all too familiar with - blood. When the blood bubbled to the surface, Freddie's lips quivered with fear. He moved his head to the side trying to keep his eyes off of the horrific scene of a man's vein gashed open but he could not as it drew closer to his own lips. Freddie gripped onto the wall as his lips came in contact with the warm blood. The blood seeped past his cracked, dry, dying lips and made its way onto his dying tongue. Freddie jolted, and latched onto the man's arm. Blood...was...good!

Freddie drank deeply, drank for his life, drank for his pleasure. This man was pleased to see the young boy feed from his arm, and chuckled at how quickly Freddie caught on. The more Freddie drank, the more violent he began to become with the arm. He sucked hard, bit down, anything he could to get another drop of blood.

"That is enough, Freddie," The man shoved the boy away from his arm and watched as he slid down the wall into a hunched position. Now, the boy was to die.

The pain! So much pain! Freddie wrapped his arms around himself, screaming out. His body..it hurt! It burned, twisted, turned! With each snap of his organs, Freddie hunched further into a ball. "G..GODDDD!" He screamed, tears straining from his pain squinted eyes.

Moments passed, and the pain dulled. Freddie was no longer in pain, but things were different now. He could hear the city more than ever, things appeared different even if they were really the same. The newly born vampire rose to his feet and blinked, once, twice, and then a third time. Nothing could describe this moment, nothing in no shape or form could.

Freddie turned his head towards the male that changed him, he wanted to know..what was happening to him. He watched the man smirk, and open his lips to speak.

"Do not return to your friends. You are a creature of the night. Food will make you sick, and blood will quench that thirst. You cannot die by anything but the sun itself. Stay in the shadows...and never tell anyone who you do no plan on killing or making your own kind what you are," The man turned to leave...leaving the boy to learn for himself. Only, Freddie believed nothing he had said...

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Icarly, any characters from the show are not mine.

I saw the episode with Freddie as a vampire, and I thought 'Hey! Why not?"

It's not all that great, and I'll probably make changes later. It's kind of fast paced, because I crammed so many idea's into my head that I couldn't help but to write out everything so fast. I may re-write this when I get everything all planned out!

So basically, Freddie has been turned into a vampire. He was left by his maker to fend for himself, so he must learn himself! He was told not to eat human food, or be around his friends or family. He was told he can live on only blood and blood alone. Freddie believes that he is infact, still human, but with greater abilities. He does not believe he is a vampire.

Next Chapter:

Freddie Benson, now a vampire and in disbelief misses his first day of school. It's time for Icarly rehersal and Freddie has this strange want...for blood.