Stranger's POV

As I lay on my back the night sky above starts to spin. My breathing becomes more shallow when I gasp for air while a fire flows throughout my veins. A dark figure looms over me ,but I can't make out who he or she is. The person is watching me with interest. I want to scream for help , but no words escape my mouth. My heart is pounding profusely , the sound is maddening. Maddening to the point of insanity, oh make it stop, please make it stop I pray to my self. Figure's voice above me sounded so distant even though he or she was mere inches away. The voice was sounded masculine however it was muffled by loud thuds of my heart. Was I dying ? I couldn't be too sure , but the agony I was in was too much to bear. My eyes that were barely opened finally closed as I found myself falling into a deep sleep.

Arnold's POV

Her breathing was slow and labored, but her heart beat signaled her body was fighting the sickness within her. Looking at the woman before me that I just attacked, I couldn't help but stare at her beauty. Her curly auburn hair seemed to have a tiny bit of red to it, while her pale skin became even more pale now that the curse almost completely consumed her. Lips of the darkest shade of red i had ever seen almost reminding myself of blood. With that in mind i knew she would be needing of blood soon. The transition was hard on the body and nourishment was essential there after. Swooping her delicate petite body in my arms I walked down the snow covered path. Her body was at light as a feather , her brown skirt she wore was flimsy and tattered at the ends. Oh Maria would not be pleased, I was to bring home dinner not a fledgling. My love that I have been with for three decades would certainly not approve for I have loved no other than her. However the sleeping beauty in my arms captivated me somehow. My dead heart knew I had room to love one more, but a what conundrum I found myself in. The flight to Budapest would allow time plot and think how to break the news to Maria. I winced in pain as my black leathery wings sprouted out from my back. Pain was no stranger to me, I welcomed it for it reminded me I could still feel that I was not obsolete of all emotion. May my wit and silver tongue be on myside I thought as I took off into the night sky with my captive nestled against my chest.

Maria's POV

Arnold was late once again. He had left nearly three hours as i looked at the clock hanging above the main door. My stomach was growling, I needed to feed. Blood was all I could think of, it was life to a vampire. It reminded me of a drug, a drug to make myself feel normal and at ease again. A gust of winter's harsh wind blew in whipping my bangs into my eyes. Arnold walked in the front door only he didn't seem to come empty handed. His dark brown eyes barely made contact with mine before walking into the living room. He brushed the snow off his bald head before laying woman down on the couch in front of the fire. I could hear her pulse , but only just barely. The humming of her heart caused my mouth to water. Oh this was worth the three hour wait. Arnold had his back to me as I crept up along side him. Immediately his hand blocked me from getting any closer to my dinner. " She is not for eating!" said Arnold as he now glared at me before turning his focus to the woman laying on the couch. Caucasian she was unlike herself who came from Egyptian/ African decent. Rage built up in me suddenly when I saw the bite marks on her long neck start to heal. " Why? How could you do this?" I shouted. Angry, hurt, even more importantly jealous that he brought another woman into our home. " My love no need to worry, I've gotten our self a maid. Haven't you been pestering me for over three years now that you wanted one?" asked Arnold. I stood there silently while still fixated on the woman laying on the couch. Although I have asked with help on cleaning the place why did it have to one of competition. Her lips were plump, her curly satin hair Cascaded down her back, and her complexion was superb. Why couldn't I have picked the maid one I didn't feel so inferior to? " If she is just a maid then why did you turn her? There are plenty of people in this town looking for work. You could've chosen anyone, but why her?" Both of his cold hands were now on my shoulders. He must seen I was getting increasingly upset for my eyes would turn orangish red when angry. " My love we have tried having you in charge of picking out maids. Well guess what we still don't have? A maid. Now I'm going to take her to her new chambers. She will need at least a couple of weeks to adjust. I'll be back down to shortly. He leaned over forcing his lips onto mine. His hands I could feel running though my short hair that only came to my shoulders. His touch still to this day sent shivers down my spine.i kissed him back quickly before backing off. He needed to know I was not pleased with him at the moment.

Arnold's POV

I scooped the sleeping beauty in my arms once more. Maria had her arms folded against her chest while giving me the most unbecoming look. I would have to make it up to her later, but for now my focus was more importantly on our new arrival. I wanted to know everything humanly possible about the woman. Her likes and dislikes. What her name was or about her upbringing. However anticipation was building up to hear her voice. Was it whimsical ? A voice that would call out his name only to excitement with each word she spoke . He could only hope his new obsession took liking into him too. The room he picked as the woman's quarters was one that hadn't been used in years. The room was decorated in purple and gold. The queen size bed was decorated in plush purple pillows with gold swirls that covered the comforter which I laid her upon. I noticed soon after her pulse was no more and she began to stir in her sleep. She seemed restless as she tossed and turned back n forth. Her finger nails were turning to the darkest of black and her teeth were now elongated past her bottom lip. I sat there on the bed next to her silently watching her eyes start to flutter open.

Stranger's POV

Drifting in and out of consciousness it took me some time for my eyes to adjust. I felt startled, I had awoken to a place, a strange bedroom of sorts. Everything seemed to be breathing and exhaling in n out. I could hear a crunching sound. It was extremely loud that it caused me to cover my ears. My eyes darted to a spider web in the corner of the ceiling. A spider was munching on a fly caught in its web. " Seems you survived the transformation." I jumped in shock as i rolled off the bed with a loud Thud on the hard wooden floor. There was a man sitting on the bed next where I was. His voice sounded familiar from earlier, but now I could see him clearly. He appeared to be in late thirties, his head was shaved bald , and he had intense dark eyes. His eyes were intimidating as he stared down at me on the floor. Mere seconds went till he just disappeared into thin air. I looked to my left and right as I was still on the floor but he was gone. If I wasn't spooked earlier I definitely was now when I saw him appear behind me. The stranger extended his hand, I was scared to take it, scared as if his hand would bite me. " No need to worry my love, let me help you up."

Arnold's POV

Appearing out of nowhere may have not been the best of moves. Her brown eyes looked terrified, for a moment I thought she was going to scream again. She just looked at my hand as I extended it out to her. I needed to gain her trust, make her feel at ease. " What is your name?" I asked. The expression she gave me looked like she was puzzled. Clearly she was thinking, but why? Why did she need to think about what her name was? " I…. I don't know, I can't remember." She wasn't lying I could tell for she was looking at me with a straight face the whole time. " Tell me where do you live or what are your families name's?" She seemed to be getting increasingly upset, she was now holding her hands to her temples while she closed her eyes. Something wasn't right I could tell, how could this woman have no memory? " I don't know. I'm so scared I don't know I don't know." She cried. Tears of blood ran down her face causing her to be even more startled. She wiped a single tear from her face and examined the blood on her finger tip.

Stranger's POV

It was blood, blood was on my finger. My mind was racing I couldn't remember anything. My name what is my name? How on Earth don't I know my name? Beyond terrified is what I felt and ever so vulnerable in front of this stranger before me. He seemed calm, but had a worried look on his face at the same time. " What is your name and where am I? I asked. " You need to rest, come lye down on the bed first please." He said. I cautiously grabbed ahold of his cold clammy hands as he pulled me off the floor. He guided me back over to the bed propping the pillows before I rested my back upon them. "My name is Arnold Vasile and I brought you here to my home . You were lost in the woods and seemed to be in some kind of delirium. I couldn't leave you in good conscience out there." Why was I in the woods? I thought to myself. Did this gentleman by the name of Arnold know me? So many questions I didn't quite know what to ask next. My attention turned towards the door as I saw it creak open. A slender woman crept past the door closing it shut gently behind her. She was a different race from she could tell for her skin was a dark brown with shoulder length hair. Her eyes were intriguing to look at for she had thought they were glowing orange when she walked in. The black corset seemed to compliment the red blouse she was wearing and black riding pants. The woman walking was effortless, gliding almost as she approached Arnold. "It seems our maid has awoken." She said. Maid? What were they talking about? I hoped they weren't talking about me. " This is my wife Maria . Maria well id liked to introduce you, but she seems to have forgotten her name." Maria looked confused as she looked back n forth between me and Arnold. " she developed amnesia from the transformation?" said Maria in shock. Yet again more questions kept popping in my head. " Excuse, but what do you mean transformation?" I looked back at Arnold for answers. " You didn't tell her yet that you damned her soul!" shouted Maria. " She just woke up fifteen minutes ago. For goodness sake she doesn't know her name nor where she comes from!" The two were bickering back n forth it was all to confusing to follow. My soul was damned she said yet I don't remember committing a sin. Maria's voice was squeaky like nails on a chalkboard. Arnold's voice was deep and almost boomed when he spoke ,but more tolerable. "Enough!" I shouted gaining their attention. "Please elaborate more on what you mean my soul is damned?" Maria now smacked Arnold on the arm who now glared back at her. His iris's started to glow a bright red before he looked at me. "A damned soul means you are one of the undead. A vampire that prowls the night and there is only thing that bring you peace now." Without warning his long black nails cut into the flesh of his wrist. Dark blood spilled out from his wrist and onto the floor. Immediately from habit I was repulsed by it till the scent hit me. The was smell was divine that it lured me off the bed to where he was standing. Red Rubys continued to fall from his wrist one by one till they splattered on the ground. "Drink from my wrist so you can grow strong and beautiful like Maria over here." Maria scoffed at his remark as she watched me take ahold his wrist.

Tasting it first with my tongue ,the taste was sweet and salty. The taste was enough to beckon men to taste more. My mouth was now all over his wrist. I heard him gasp in pain as i drained him of his blood. My whole body started to feel warm and alive again. His blood brought a new burst of energy in me. It was liberating better tasting than walking through the desert for days to only later drink water for the first time. Not that I knew of what walking in the desert being dehydrated felt like ,but it was the best analogy I could possibly think of at the moment. I wanted shout in pain as I could feel something pulling the hairs on my scalp. " That's enough!" Arnold shouted. He pulled me off of him by hair and I ended on the floor again by his feet. Arnold had a pained look in his face and I had my mouth open in shock for a moment as I saw his wound slowly start to heal on his wrist. " My my I think I know what to name you now since you have none. Seems the name Scarlett suits your fiesty behavior don't you agree?"