HI everyone again! I know I'm updating early... but I really couldn't wait to upload this chapter! Thanks so much to Everyone for reviewing! I appreciate the feedback so much. I apologise in advance if this chapter is too much explaining... and a bit OOC... but as usual please just let me know what you guys think XD. Also thanks heaps to all the people who reviewed Chapter 2 :D (Anonymous, Rival Argentica, Just a happy Wombat and Fadingstarlight5) :D Unfortunately there are many many more twists to come and this story isn't particularly positive yet but SOON, I promise I will try to make it less depressing. Apart from that Enjoy reading! And thanks for clicking on this :D
Amy waited for death to claim her, for hours, and hours in unyielding agony.
What had she done to herself? If a bullet to the head hadn't killed her… She didn't want to know what that meant for her. Didn't want to acknowledge that she had failed.
A sudden light pierced her vision. It had been creeping up on her, the black slowly fading to murky grey, and slowly graduating into white. Now that she noticed it fully, the brightness burnt her eyes, she was unable to look away, her eyes were closed.
It became unbearable, panic began seeping in to her semi conscious mind. Her eyelids felt as though they had been glued together. Amy opened her mouth to scream, and to her astonishment was able to.
Despite the pain, it felt good to be able to express it, to call for help. All of a sudden a hand clasped over her mouth, and her eyes flew open in surprise.
Open. There was real natural light. Amy felt immensely agile, bounding with energy. Her eyes took in every little detail of her surroundings, amazed at the intricate detail she was able to pick up.
A small smile flicked across her features. To her immense shock she was still where she had 'died', not a day before.
Reaching a hand up to feel her head, where a bullet supposedly hit her.. or didn't make contact it seemed. Rusty red blood had dried around her, and in her hair, though she couldn't identify the source. It was as if it had never even touched her.
Finally noticing the second presence in the room, she stared transfixed at the man beside her, he was unnaturally beautiful, with perfect features set in pale, flawless skin.
He was dressed in expensive, almost regal garments, adorned by brand names she knew cost more than her aunt Beatrice's apartment.
The man's eye's were a stunning amber, strikingly similar to Ian's. A lump formed in her throat and she shove the thought away She couldn't think about Ian, not now.
After feeling her gaze upon him, he met her stare and Amy looked away embarrassed. The strange man moved with impossible speed to the other side for the room, studying her reaction.
She just watched in awe, before turning her attention to her own body. Amy's own skin was now deathly white and smooth as porcelain.
Her body… well it was very different, perhaps the best description was curvier. Amy sat up, catching her reflection in a shard of discarded glass. Her breath caught. She was stunning.
Her skin was impeccable, and features aligned. It was as if someone had taken all the ugly or not quite right parts of her face and had them replaced with… this.
Her reflection still resembled Amy, yet she felt as though she was staring back at a stranger. It was unsettling knowing her own brother would likely double take before he recognised her, Amy had no idea what to think. She turned her attention back to the man in the corner who was now staring at her intensely.
Amy spoke softly "Who are you?" and was taken aback by her beautiful, unfamiliar voice, like tinkling bells.
"I'm the person who saved you're life, shouldn't you sound more grateful?"
"I would if I didn't want to be saved"
He smiled, It was enough to throw her off balance for a second, "Fair enough, though I have to say you took the transformation fairly easily, no screaming, no crying. I'm impressed"
Amy shrugged, "I haven't exactly had a painless life"
"Ahh of course, I might have anticipated as much from Amy Cahill"
"Should I bother asking how you know my name?"
"I suppose not"
"Is now the time when you tell me what the hell you did to me?"
"If you want, or we could keep up the small talk" He smirked.
That smirk was so familiar…She growled, surprising herself at the animalistic sound she emitted. The man just laughed, and walked back towards her. Amy sat up in response as he moved to sit beside her.
"So it's that time then" Amy nodded, "You are still you, save for your enhanced appearance" He threw an appreciative glance at her body, before continuing "Having said that, you are no longer human by definition."
Amy gasped, and choked on her sudden intake of breath.
"As you know, Gideon Cahill created the Master Serum in hope it would cure the Plague, theorising that if he could not make the virus weaker, he could make the body stronger. He succeeded in this, however, ironically the serum killed the recipient after a week."
Amy's eye's were wide in recognition of the story "He himself had taken the concoction to prove it worked, and was desperate to create an antidote before he perished. He succeeded, yet again, …to some extent. The result did save him from the serum, and retained many of the better features as well as adding some extras but it transformed him into a creature dependant on the blood of humans for survival. For lack of a better word, you are a now a… vampire "
He winced slightly at the mention of the mythical creature, clearly uncomfortable of this description of himself. "I personally prefer Fiend" Amy just stared at him completely unresponsive. "However the majority of the myths surrounding this name are mere nonsense. You don't sleep in a coffin, no you cannot transform into a bat, and incase you've read Twilight you do not sparkle in sunlight. You burn. To our highly sensitive skin, the UV radiation is concentrated, resembling the intensity of a flame. As I'm sure you've noticed your physical appearance has changed too, to make you more appealing to your prey-"
"So that much is true. About our diet" Amy spoke softly
"Yes, didn't I just tell you that? I'm afraid animal blood doesn't do much at all. You'll get used to it"
"I don't want to"
"You'll live long enough that you'll have too"
"So how long's that?"
"Eternity" He replied with a grin.
Right then she could have sworn her heart stopped beating. Well it actually had (she was dead), but in the metaphorical sense. This would be her in a hundred years, a thousand. She would never age, Amy's head hurt from the revelation.
She raised her voice to address him directly "Why should I believe you?"
Amy's head was spinning. She had intended to kill herself not only because of threats from the Vespers, but because she had received hints that something much more sinister was coming her way, something that would prevent her form dying, part of the reason Amy had left the date for Ian. She had no idea it would kill her instead, placing her permanently in the hands of the undead. And then a more pressing matter… why was she chosen to become this… this thing. She raised eyes to his. "Why did you do this to me?"
"I need your help to do something"
"What could possibly require me to change species?"
"You see considering our diet, it's dangerous for too many of us to live in one city, one town at the same time. Disappearances are much more prominent, and therefore noticeable, risking human exposure. If you are the only bloodsucker in a city then you can feed as much as 20 have been battles for any one coven of fiends to have control over a city. That's where you come in. You are clearly an skilled fighter, and you don't rely on brute strength to win for you. Quite simply I want Boston, and you're going to help me."
That was it? Amy could walk away, from all of it. Find a way to see her family again. "Why should I help you?"
He leaned forward, "Because It can ensure none of your close family are ever hurt by fiends , If we controlled the area, it would be simple."
"My family can protect themselves"
"Not against us. Watch"
Amy eyed him warily as the man stood up and faced the wall, before ramming his fist straight through the bricks. Amy recoiled in surprise.
The man returned to her side. "New borns" He nodded at her "Are stronger because they still have their human blood in them, you want to try?"
Amy watched him still wide eyed, "Maybe later"
"So do you agree?"
"Ok, but I need to know if it will be bearable to see my family again"
"Unlikely, that depends on your will power, I doubt as such a young fiend you will be able to control your thirst. And you can only tell of our existence to your closest circle, Cahills only."
He watched Amy's face fall "Why do you ask? You're not in any hurry are you?"
She thought for a moment, "Kind of… maybe I could at least talk to them? If we were face to face could you hold me back if I… tried anything?"
Taking a look at her hopeful face he relented, "Ok, but if it's too soon I won't have the strength to contain you, we need to wait at least another month for you to learn to control your thirst. Even then it will be a struggle…"
"How long has it been since I turned?"
"You were asleep for a month"
"What?!"
"Don't sound so surprised, you can't change species in a day."
Amy just nodded, but inside she was reeling. This was so much more than she had ever imagined, her, a beautiful, immortal vampire- or fiend as the man chose to say.
Despite the positives of her situation- she was alive(ish) and could protect her family- Amy was sickened to the pit of her stomach, it's contents rumbling dangerously.
Human Blood, would be the extent of her diet for the rest of her life- which by the sounds of it was going to be bloody long. She would remain 17 for the rest of her life, set in stone.
Dan would catch up to her in 3 years… then over take her. Gods he thought she was dead, everyone did. How could she explain this? Phones could be hacked, traced. She couldn't risk it, especially in a world where "By the way, you seem to know so much about me… can I at least know your name?"
The man appeared amused by this question, but inclined his head in the affirmative smirking slightly.
"Luke Cahill"
Thanks so much for reading everyone! And pun intended :3 Is the chapter length ok? If anyone would prefer longer chapters just let me know via review or PM me with any questions or the like. :D Also I've decided to include Evan in the coming chapters... but I would like your opinion on whether he should survive the rest of the story... I'm not sure yet and a lot of the people in this fandom have "Evan should die" on their profiles... Well please let me know and thanks again for reading!
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