Chapter Three

"What?" I growled at Antonio. I could feel my fangs had come out again but at the present moment I just didn't care.

"Don't you know who sired you?" J.D. asked from beside me and I turned around to him.

"No. Was it you then?" I spat at him, getting ready to rip his throat out if that was the case.

"Sorry but you've got nothing to do with me." J.D. grinned at me. That really pissed me off; I can't believe he found this to be funny.

"So I'm taking it you don't know who the vampire that attacked you is or what they looked like?" Carla said taking a step closer to me, clearly not afraid. She should be, I was pretty sure I was gonna attack someone soon and I already didn't like her so it might as well be her. Usually I'm against violence towards woman but she is a vampire, then again so am I now so maybe that cancels it out? I decided just to answer.

"No they attacked me from behind; I've got no idea who he was." I said.

"How do you know who it's a he?" J.D. asked me.

"I could feel his hard on against me while he killed me that's how!" I snapped at him ferociously. All of the vampires around us started laughing except for Antonio and Carla. I swear I was this close to looking for a stake to do some damage with. Thankfully Antonio told everyone to be quiet.

"Silence!" His booming voice echoed across the room. That sure as hell shut everyone up; Antonio clearly was the one in charge. What was it J.D. had called him, sheriff wasn't it?

"Is there anything else you can tell us about what happened?" Antonio asked stepping closer too me. I think the look on his face was meant to be comforting. It wasn't.

"No, I was drunk and it happened so fast."

"Great!" Carla said in annoyance and turned around to face Antonio directly. "This is no good sheriff we need too find out who did this and find out now, before the police get a chance to talk to him."

"It's no good, no lone vampires have appeared on the radar, and none of the vampires here now could have done it as we were all here at the time of the attack." Antonio stroked his beard and he was thinking very hardly, or at least looking like he was trying to. "The attacker who sired the boy has appeared to vanish without a trace."

"You know what this means don't you?" Carla said getting more and more agitated. "This is the first illegal creation of a vampire in over two years; the press are going to have a field day, especially since the Somerset massacre three months ago!" The massacre she's talking about is when three months ago a vampire went into an evening church service in Somerset and massacred over twenty people, some of them children, simply because he said he was bored. Of course he soon received a staking from the Vampire high court but the press had definitely had a field day with that and was giving vamps even worse press than they already had. My illegal creation definitely wasn't going to give the vampire population any merits.

"Don't you think I know all this Carla? The King himself is worried enough as it is, especially with the summit due and the last thing he needs now is an illegal and orphaned new vampire." Antonio quickly gave a glance in my direction, as did Carla and I looked down at my lap. It was bad enough I was now a vampire, but clearly I was a vamp no-one wanted. If they didn't want to get to know me, then why did someone turn me into this? I suddenly noticed I wasn't wearing my clothes from last night. Instead I was in some new black trousers and a black long-sleeved t-shirt, how did that happen?

"I thought you might want to be more smartly dressed when you woke up," J.D. said and I turned up to look at him. "You're clothes were in such a state I thought it would be much more dignified for you if you were changed into some fresh clothes. It's a shame you had to get rid of that shirt, it looked good on you. Well you're corpse anyway." He laughed a lot at this thought. "But it was covered in so much blood I didn't think you'd want to wear it." At this his fangs came out and he licked his lips.

"Did you lick the blood of my shirt?" I stared at him in disbelief while he continued to grin at me.

"I might have." He grinned as he dramatically licked his lips again.

"Gross." I said and I truly meant it, I felt like I was going to throw up. Can vampires get sick?

"No but you can still feel like you're going too." J.D. said as he picked up the bottle of synthetic blood and rolled his tongue along the inside to get to the last few drops I hadn't managed to get. "And you might think it's gross now but you better get used to it. The synthetic stuff can keep us going but there's nothing like real human blood. Sadly." He added as a matter of fact.

"Can you stop answering questions I haven't even said yet?" I growled trying to be very annoyed at him. Somehow though I just couldn't anymore, what was wrong with me?

"I'm sorry it's just because you're so new, you're like an open book at the moment." He placed the bottle back down and turned round to look at Antonio and Carla who had been busy continuing to talk. I noticed that they were suddenly speaking in a different language, Latin maybe?

"Yep." J.D. grinned as I turned around and glared at him again. Yet still, he wasn't annoying me. In fact I was finding him kind of amusing. "Cheers you too." He gave me a big fangy grin then.

"Well we can't hold it off any longer," Antonio said as he switched back to English. He then turned around and addressed the other vampires in the room. "Ladies and Gentlemen, if you don't mind I'd appreciate it if you all head into the main dining room where you will find a large supply of synthetic and willing donors to appease your taste buds. I and our new friend," he gestured me with his hand at this point. So I was clearly the big attraction for this large meeting, yet somehow I didn't feel that flattered at this thought. "will join you shortly. Now if you would please, take your leave of us."

Quickly the room soon emptied until all that was left in the large theatre was myself, J.D., Antonio and Carla. All three of them soon surrounded me on all sides. I looked around nervously as all three began looking me over, clearly making up their own thoughts about me. I decided to pluck up the courage and speak.

"What are you going to do with me?" I asked. J.D. and Carla turned round to look at Antonio; clearly it was he who decided my fate.

"Well firstly the police want to talk with you about the incident last night and after that I honestly don't know." Antonio said and I could tell he clearly meant it. "Legally you shouldn't have been made a vampire, but obviously this wasn't your choice so you can't take any blame. And since there's no blame with you, we won't be sharpening the stakes any time soon." I shuddered at that point. "However you having no sire on hand clearly does pose a problem. I believe I'm going to have to consort with the king."

I had heard vamps use the term King or Queen for the main vamp in charge, which I'm guessing at this point was the head of the vampire government. If that was the case, and knowing his reputation, I definitely have reason to be worried.

"Anyway we'll do with that later, now let's not keep the police waiting."