This is part one of the four I intend on doing. It's part of my "First Kill" series that I am creating, since I'm having difficulty with my other story Lost Labyrinth. I think that people will like this a lot more than my other story.

The night was warm, warmer than usual. Three vampires brought the eccentric newcomer to a secluded beach, where a group of teenagers resided. The group of bloodsuckers hid behind a couple of dunes, and the rowdy teenagers were oblivious to their near deaths. The half vampire, however, fidgeted at the thought of murdering those innocent people, but he was hungry. His stomach ached, and his heart raced for food.

"So, all I have to do is jump down and grab them?" Paul asked tentatively. He was with the group for a only few days, after David specifically picked him out a group of runaways. The blond leader nodded and pointed to a frail girl sitting near the fire.

"Kill her. I can smell her intoxicated blood from here. She'd be a good start," he explained to the newbie, and Paul turned his attention to the girl. A reefer sat in between her fingers, and she clutched a bottle of jack in the other. Paul licked his lips in anticipation.

The next thing that happened shocked him. He felt his teeth sink into his lower gums, and he could feel his face contorting in a non-human way. Oddly enough, it didn't bother him in a sickening way. It almost felt natural to turn into the beast of the night. It amused him.

Dwayne laughed from his area. "I have to say, you're taking it better than Marko did!"

"Shut up, man!" the vampire in question said from his perch. David and Dwayne glanced at each other in a meaningful way and chuckled. Paul was confused, but he knew that Dwayne's compliment had to be good.

The half vampire looked at the rest of the gang. All of them were 'vamped out' as David called it. Each had hungry, golden eyes. Their faces seemed stretched, as their mouths were longer and wider. Though, what drew Paul's attention, were the fangs each had. The fangs glistened from the teenage bonfire, and they had to be almost an inch long.

Paul touched his own with his finger and gasped. He then flicked his tongue against them and couldn't believe how sharp the fangs were.

David chuckled. "Impressed?"

"Hell yeah!"

"Good, because we're going to see if you're ready to become one of us."

David flew from his perch and into the party. Paul watched as Dwayne and Marko joined, and each boy grabbed their potential victim. David sunk his fangs into a boy's neck and ripped the Adam's apple out. He spat the bulge to the ground and went back to the gushing blood. Paul watched in horror as the leader lapped up the blood like a dehydrated dog to water.

Dwayne was worse. He tore a girl's body limb from limb, sucking any blood he could get. The dark haired vampire laughed menacingly as he threw the pieces of body into the fire like pieces of driftwood. Paul felt his stomach flipflop.

Marko's ability to 'vamp out' frightened Paul the most. The half vampire dubbed Marko as the innocent one. That night, Marko was everything but. The smallest vampire took the heads off of two victims and used one of them as a soccer ball. He then used the bonfire as a goal post and actually screamed "goal!" when they both went into the fire. He chuckled evilly as he threw the rest of the bodies into the fire.

Disgusted by the acts, Paul felt his stomach turn. His heart began to beat faster as the smell of blood entered his nose. It smelt delicious, and his body yearned it. The boys hollered for him to join, as the frail girl was the only survivor left.

Paul swooped down into the blood stained beach in front of the girl. All three boys surrounded her as she pleaded to be spared. There was a small cut on her arm, and Paul watched the blood flow down her arm and onto her hand. It only took one sniff before he lashed out at her.

"No!" she screamed as Paul's fangs ripped open her throat. He drank the blood hungrily, and he was glad he picked the pot smoker. The tobacco mixed in with the sweet metallic flavor. It intoxicated him to the fullest.

When he took his last gulp, David patted him on the back while the other two cheered. "Well done, brother."

Hope you enjoyed reading it, and I hope you review!