Arya is assaulted by an unknown man and turned into a vampire. Prologue is up! Supernatural/Action/Adventure, romance will come in about the third chapter. Rated T.

BLOODLUST

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00 PROLOGUE 00

It didn't feel right.

Arya could not quite pinpoint where her unease came from. She had explored the forest surrounding Ellesmera countless times before. Never had she strayed this far north-east, but that shouldn't have made a difference. She sighed. She had embarked seven days before to search for the Vault of Souls, at the request of Eragon Shadeslayer and the Council of Elders. They believed it would be necessary in defeating Galbatorix. Arguing was useless, so she told them she would take a look around the forest, but she would not go farther than that.

Though it was midday, it was strangely quiet. There were a couple dark birds watching her intently with beady eyes and they ruffled their wings occasionally. That, however, was the only sound that penetrated the absolute silence other than her own breathing and her light footsteps.

As she strayed deeper into the woods, more and more trees covered the sky from view. The light that came through the openings of the leaves was scarce, and the mist made it appear blue, instead of the golden glow in the rest of the forest. A chill washed over her, and she pulled her cloak around her shoulders a little tighter.

She jumped in surprise as a dark winged creature shot past her. It kind of resembled a bird, she thought. It was not, though. Its wings were webbed, and it had piercing red eyes. The top of its head had a barely visible silver sheen. She tried to find it again, but it had circled behind her and disappeared again.

Get a hold of yourself, Arya, she thought angrily. You have been through far more hellish experiences, and a slightly dimmer and quieter forest is scaring you? Still, she wrapped her hand around the bone hilt of her sword and drew the blade quietly from its leather sheath. She held it at her side.

As she continued to walk, her ears told her that her footsteps were a little noisier than they were before. And they seemed to also echo behind her. Suspicious, she slowed her pace naturally. The echo's pace mimicked hers exactly. She quickened, and the pace quickened. Suddenly, she halted. There was another step after she had stopped walking. Whirling around, she brought her elven blade in front of her. Partially concealed in the shadow of a tree were two glowing blood red eyes and silvery hair. With speed that rivaled an elf's, the creature leapt forward. She flicked her wrist quickly so the blade cut down towards the creature, but it evaded the strike easily. Pulling her into the shadows, it wrapped its fingers around her smooth neck. Even with her heightened vision, she still could not see any more of her opponent. She threw a quick jab with her elbow behind her, and she felt it reach the thing's ribs. It only made the creature grip the elf tighter.

"Who-are you?" she choked out, fighting to free her neck from its iron grip.

"Relax," a hiss came back. He loosened his grip enough for Arya to breathe more easily, but still not enough for her to escape.

"What do you want from me!" Arya yelled.

"Do not resist. I am on your side, Arya Svit-kona," the hiss replied. She determined the voice was male. It sounded somewhat familiar…

"How do you know my name!"

"Listen. Listen and remember every word I say," the voice said, ignoring her questions.

"I said, how do you know my name-"

Its fingers dug painfully into her throat. "Do not talk. Just listen. It is vital you remember what I say." The voice now sounded a little more desperate. It still remained unnaturally low and husky, though. Almost as if he was trying to disguise it. "You will have ten days."

"Ten days for-" the fingers clenched again. Arya gave up on talking.

"Please don't interrupt me. Ten days to turn. Every day, you will become a little more like me. It takes ten days to transition. So be careful. We are strong, but we have weaknesses. You will discover them." He was silent for a moment. After a minute, he said, "It is necessary. This must happen. Not just to you. If Galbatorix's reign will end, this is the only way his enemies will stand a chance. If you have an army under your command…an army composed of thousands of soldiers just like us…"

"You have this wrong," she interjected. She waited for the fingers to jab her again, but when they didn't, she proceeded. "You must understand, it is not me you want. I have no army under my command. I am just...just one of the "soldiers". You want a leader. You do not have one."

"I know you can lead, Arya Svit-kona. I know I can count on you to bring this chaos to an end. And I am truly sorry I must put you through this. But it is necessary. It is absolutely necessary. Now…I have a plan to set this right. I will send you a sign. Follow the sign, and we will meet again."



"What sort of sign?"

"A sign."

"But-"

"You will know when you see it. When we meet again, I will reveal to you who I am. And I will share with you the plan I have to set this land right. And now, I turn you."

"Turn me into what?" she cried.

"A vampire," he said. Arya struggled again to be free from his grasp, but he brushed the hair from her neck and lowered himself to her neck. He kissed her for only a moment before sinking his teeth into her neck. She lost consciousness before she could even scream.

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