Yay, fourth chapter! Thank you for reviewing everyone!^^ I specially want to thank Velius Pseudonym for being the first person two review twice! So, thank yo so much!
I hate how I write a story chapter that's about 3 pages long, and then this site makes it seem so short! D:
This chapter was kind of hard to write. I have a feeling it's progressing too fast... Please tell me if you think it is, so I can work on it next time.
Arthur looked through the window and noticed how dark it had gotten while he was inside.
Dusk.
He turned around and looked the red haired man in the face.
"Did you say those 'vampire-abilities' would awaken by dusk?" He stopped for a moment. He could swear the man smirked for a split second. He decided it must have been his imagination and proceeded.
"Well, seems like you were wro-"
He stopped midway his sentence. What was this strange feeling in his chest? He remembered the pain earlier and was afraid it would start again, but this feeling didn't hurt. In fact, it felt good. He slowly started to forget about the world around him as the feeling spread throughout his body. He felt as if he was getting stronger. This feeling was just like the pain he experienced earlier except, this didn't hurt. It felt like every cell in his body was being infused with some kind of magical power, and every muscle had become ten times stronger. His body relaxed and he stared up at the ceiling as his emerald eyes changed into a scarlet red, his canines grew longer and sharper like fangs. He didn't think of the man in front of him, or everything that had happened up till now anymore. His mind was blank. There was only a tingling from deep inside which slowly grew harder and stronger. At one point, it felt like he was longing for something. After that, it felt like an incredible thirst. It didn't take long for that thirst to turn into a desire from the bottom of his heart. He was craving for something. He was craving for blood.
In the mean time, the red haired man was still sitting there. He watched Arthur transforming with a smirk on his face.
"I told you it would happen." He got up, and got in a defending position as if something could attack him any moment. It seemed like he was right.
Arthur took one step forward, and then flew at the man, aiming for his neck. He bared his fangs. Just before Arthur could bite him, the man put his arm in front of him so that Arthur would bite his arm in stead. Arthur started to suck at the arm, and drunk the mans blood. His eyes turned into an even brighter red, and his pupils were no longer round. After a while, the man decided he had given away enough blood, and punched Arthur harshly is his stomach with his free arm. Arthur fell on the ground, but didn't seem to be in pain. He let out a deep growl as if he was a beast, and got up with a swift movement. He stretched out his fingers, and his nails grew into sharp claws in a split second. He stuck out his arm to pierce the mans shoulder, but the man ducked and punched Arthur's jaw while coming up again. Arthur took a few steps back and took on a defending position. The man ran at him, but was so quick the Arthur couldn't defend himself. The man grabbed Arthur's head, and smashed it against his knee. His head started bleeding, Arthur dropped to the ground unconscious.
The man smirked while he wiped some blood off his face.
"They're always like that the first time. Hopefully he isn't one of those vampires that always lose their mind when they're 'thirsty'."
He stared at Arthur who was laying on the ground. There was still some blood on his face from drinking earlier.
"I'm starting to get pretty hungry myself. Guess I'll go and get myself something to eat as well. But first..."
He grabbed a rope from under the bed and tied Arthur up with it.
"There. That should do it."
And with that he left the cottage.
Arthur woke up without knowing what had happened the night before once again. He expected to wake up in the grass again, but when he noticed the wooden floor he remembered how the crazy red haired man had brought him inside. He tried to get up, but then noticed he couldn't.
"What the.." He began. "Why the bloody hell am I tied up!" He yelled.
"'Cause that's easier." A voice said behind him.
Arthur clumsily rolled around and saw the man sitting in a chair, while smoking a cigarette. Arthur scowled at him. "Why? Did you think I would try to kill you in your sleep?" He said while sighing.
"As a matter of fact, yes."
"I wouldn't fucking do that!" Arthur said while struggling to get out of the rope. "And just who are you? What do you want from me? What happened last night?"
The man sighed. "You sure ask a lot of questions don't you? First of all, my name's Iain. Second, I don't want anything from you, and third, you should know that yourself."
Arthur tried to stay calm, but it was very, very hard. "Okay then, Iain. You say I should know what happened myself, but I don't. So will you please tell me?"
Iain sighed. "Okay then. Blood." He said as if that would magically explain everything.
Arthur stared at him. Blood? What was that supposed to mean? Blood. He repeated the word a few times in his mind, trying to figure out what Iain meant. He vaguely remembered something about thirst, feeling strong, and fighting Iain. Wait. Fighting Iain? His eyes widened as everything came back to him. He remembered the desire for blood and how he completely lost himself. He even remembered how he bit Iains arm and drunk his blood.
He was shocked. Lots of words came to his mind, but none could express how he felt at that moment. In the mean time Iain untied him and Arthur sat up. He stared at his hands with his eyes widened.
"I.. I'm.. I am.. J-Just what am I?" A tear rolled down his cheek. "Did I really.. But how?"
Iain placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry about it. You're a vampire now. Drinking blood is just what your kind does."
Arthur shook his head. "But I could have killed you!" His voice sounded desperate.
Iain smiled. "Yeah, you could have, but you didn't. So it's okay right?"
"It's NOT okay! What if I, next time!"
"Yeah, that's the thing. The first time a vampire has a craving, it will lose itself. After that, you can just think like you normally would."
"So that means I can just ignore it, without having to drink blood?" Arthur seemed happy at that. He didn't really like the idea of killing people just so he can drink their blood.
"Well.. No. But it does mean you can just stop drinking before the person is dead."
Arthur wiped away his tears. (Not that he cried that much..) "I think I can live with that. But wait.. Wouldn't that mean that everyone I bite will become a vampire?"
Iain frowned. "Yeah, sort of.. But there is a way to stop that."
"Really? How?"
"Well... Exorcists can."
AN
It's kind of hard to write fighting scenes... You can skip the whole "fight" part and make up some kind of epic battle if you want to, cause mine is sort of.. FAIL.
Finally Iain revealed his name! It was kind of annoying having to write "the red haired man" all the time..
Once again thank you for reading this far, and please leave a review, so I know what I should do better next time!
