(yeah I kinda updated this chapter, because I have a tendancey not to proof read, but I didn't chang much, just the wording.)

His blood was as she imagined it warm and sweet, but spicey at the same time. As she drank she released her venom into his body, starting his tranformation.

She became satisfied at the fullness in her stomach. She picked him up, with hardly any effort on her part, and ran to her small apartment. The apartment building had many tenants, but no one really knew one another so they never really noticed Alex.

She opened her door hurriedly because if someone saw her holding him they would definantly notice that. Walking in she layed him on the couch covering him with a quilt she made back when everyone joined one another for nightly quilting bees.

She noticed sweat beading on his face, a sign that the transformantion had begun.

His neck felt as if it were on fire, his blood seemed to be boiling inside his own body. He gritted his teeth, the pain was unbearable. She watched him intently, sitting in a chair beside the couch.

Alex knew what kind of pain he was dealing with, she had felt it herself when she was turned many years ago, and just thinking about it made her cringe.

Running a hand through her hair, she realized that telling him what she had turned him into was going to be difficult, and hard for him to belive.

She pulled her kness up to her chest as she became drowsy. Daylight was quickly approaching, and that ment this ordeal was half over. She did not want to leave his side until this was finished, she rested her head on her knees and closed her eyes.

He opened his eyes to darkness, confused he lay there trying to remember. He blinked his eyes a few times adjusting to the darkness, then he saw her. A slender girl with blonde hair curled up in a chair beside the couch, she looked so peaceful almost looked like she was dead.

He tried to remember how he got here on this couch and who that girl was, but he couldn't. It all confused him. He sat up and threw the quilt off of him, his clothes were soaked with blood.

He felt around feeling for a wound of some kind, not finding any he started to shake. Standing up his legs gave out from under him, he was too weak. He hit the floor with a loud thud, waking Alex up from her sleep. Relizing what was going on she knelt down reaching out to him grabbing his arm to help him up

"Don't touch me!"

He jerked away completly feaked out, he didn't know what to think. He couldn't remeber anything from the past few days, and now here he was in a strangers house on her couch soaked in blood.

"Please let me help you. I'll explain everything."

Alex stayed at his side, she knew he was scared and confused.Looking at her, he was struck by her beauty. She looked like one of those girls from the victorian times he saw in paintings except her hair and clothes were different. She was pale her green eyes really stuck out almost like they were seeing into his soul.

He gace in to her offer, letting her help him back onto the couch. It was actually almost like she picked him up, settling back down he spoke first.

"Who are you?"

His voice was smooth and had a slight british accent to it.

"I am Alexandria Lemear Desden. I know you must be confused if you will please let me explain."

"I'm Lincon, and please...what happened to me?"

She was nervous, was he going to take her seriously or laugh in her face?

"I found you a night or two ago, very close to death in an alleyway."

As she spoke his thoughts came back to him, a man forced him into the alley demanding money. He had none to give, a fight ensued then a bang!

"Yes ,yes I remember. But, if I was so close to death, how am I here?"

She looked him straight in the eyes in all seriousness

"Lincon. Wether you want to belive it or not, I'm a Vampire. And now...so are you."

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