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A/N: Hello again, everyone. My next chapter is longer than the other chapters so you have plenty to read. :) This chapter gives you a bit more information about Fiona. I would like to say a big thank you to thedevilsdaughter267 and Mia Salvatore for reviewing my last chapter. Thank you also to anyone else that has favourited or alerted my story in the past week. Anyway here's my next chapter.
Chapter 7
I stood there, crying and in shock. Even though I had expected the answer I was still shocked when it was confirmed. I was a vampire. After a few minutes Damon walked over to me and put his arms around my shoulders.
"I'm so sorry, Fiona, that you have to go through this," he said to me, gently.
I responded by putting my arms around him. We stood there embracing each other for a few minutes. We broke apart and I looked over at Stefan, who was standing there looking guilty at me. I looked back at him, unsure about how I should react towards him. After all it was his blood that had caused me to become a vampire, although he had only done that to heal the head wound that I had. Despite this I had backed away from him not realising how close the stairs were, so I guess we were both to blame. There was also the terrible act of Stefan killing father and it would be some time before I would be able to forgive Stefan for that. Nevertheless Stefan was still my brother and I could see that he regretted what he did. Being a vampire was going to be hard as I was about to discover. I decided to start by forgiving Stefan for his part in turning me into a vampire. He was trying to help me and it had been an accident after all.
When I had decided this I said to Stefan in a reassuring voice: "Its okay, Stefan. You don't have to feel guilty about this. It was my own fault for falling down those stairs. You were only trying to help me." I didn't want to mention what had happened to our father, but it came up anyway.
"What about, what I did to father? You must hate me for that?" Stefan said in a hollow voice.
"That's gonna take time to heal, yes," I admitted.
"He was a hard man to live with and he shot you and Damon, it's just the thought of him being our father…" I added, breaking off as more tears came.
"I'm sorry that you saw that. I was angry that he hurt you and I lost control of my anger," Stefan said to me. I nodded in understanding. I then walked over to him and hugged him to show that I still loved him despite what he did. He hugged me back and I could tell that he was relieved that I had forgiven him. Damon looked relieved about this too.
We broke apart and I said: "I still hadn't quite forgiven him for trying to kill you anyway." Damon and Stefan smiled at this.
"Bet you gave him hell for that," Damon said, trying to lighten the mood.
"I should have done," I said grimly.
"Well, anyway, let's not worry about that right now," Damon said, serious again.
"Unfortunately, you've gotta drink human blood in order to complete the transition," Damon said. I winced. I had only just realised the hungry sensation that was inside me. It was like a burning sensation inside my throat. I now knew why that was.
"What happens if I don't complete the transition?" I asked. I really didn't want to have to drink someone's blood. Well I didn't, but my body did. The thought of hurting someone just to sustain myself was horrifying to me.
"If you don't drink blood within the next 24 hours - you'll die," Stefan answered me after hesitating slightly.
"Oh. I don't want to hurt anyone," I said slightly scared.
"It's alright; me and Stefan got you some when we were out. We got it from a hospital," Damon added seeing the look on my face. He reached inside his jacket pocket and took out a hip flask. He took the lid off of it and passed it to me. I looked at the hip flask and raised my eyebrows at him.
"I drink whiskey to err help me sleep," Damon said, looking shifty. I smiled and rolled my eyes at him. Stefan looked a bit shifty as well. Okay, my brothers are now alcoholics.
I looked at the bottle, uneasy about what I was about to do. I could smell the blood in the flask which made my hunger worse. I was afraid that when I drank the blood, I'd get addicted to it. I shook this thought from my mind, took a deep breath and drained the flask in one go. I thought it would taste vile but it didn't. I would have to get used to this. A strange sensation ran through my body after I had drunk the blood. It was like my body was whole again. I looked at Stefan and Damon who were looking at me anxiously. Like me, they were worried that I'd be addicted to the blood. My body felt like it wanted more blood, but I fought back these feelings. I breathed deeply, and then when the feelings had calmed down, I smiled at my brothers to assure them that I was alright. They both smiled back looking relieved.
"Okay, that's one problem sorted," Damon said lightly.
"What other problems are there?" I asked him wearily, as I handed him back the flask.
"Well, now you've completed the transition, you'll be slightly more sensitive to sunlight. Well actually, you'll burn in the sun now," Damon added.
"So a bit more than slightly sensitive?" I said.
"Just a little," Damon responded. Good job I wasn't standing next to that window.
"Okay then, how come you two can walk in the sunlight?" I asked.
"We have special rings that a witch made for us, which allows us to walk in the sun. In fact it was Emily Bennet that made them for us," Stefan explained.
"Emily Bennet was a witch?" I said in astonishment.
"Yep," Damon said, popping the p in the word that he had uttered.
"But I can't ask her to make me one of those rings. She died over a year ago," I said.
"Well, she made three rings," Damon said, reaching into his pocket again. He took out a ring that was dark blue with small stones engraved on it. It was quite beautiful.
"At first we thought that it was just a spare ring. It wasn't until now that we realised that Emily must have foreseen that you'd become a vampire," Stefan explained. I stood there staring at the ring Damon was holding, as I was taking in another piece of shocking information.
After a while, Damon held out his hand to me and I took his hand with my right hand. He held my hand in his, and then placed the ring on the third finger on my hand. I looked at the ring on my finger. It was comfortable and fitted perfectly.
"That's the other problem sorted out. Now it's just adjusting to everything," Stefan said finally. I nodded. This was gonna take a lot of time to get used to.
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Over the next few weeks, Stefan and Damon helped me adjust to my new life. We stayed in the lake house, lying low. We had to be careful not to draw attention to ourselves, particularly when we had to feed. We mainly stole blood bags when we fed, so that we didn't draw too much attention to ourselves, although people would soon notice the blood bags going missing. I wanted to feed using blood bags anyway so that I didn't have to hurt people. I wanted to be as human as I could. Eventually I adjusted to my new way of life. Running was a good experience when you were a vampire as you can run so fast, you look like a blur. It was fun when I first tried this, although it was some time before I had mastered it by not hitting anything that I ran past. I nearly gave a passerby a heart attack by knocking into them as I was running. Damon never shut up about it. Damon also thought that it was amusing to use this 'speedy running technique' to creep up on me and make me jump. It would then escalate when Stefan tackled him to the floor. It was fun when we had those moments. It took away all the pain of what we had been through together.
After a few weeks we decided to leave Mystic Falls. We thought it would be safer for us, especially if people were noticing the blood bags that were going missing from the hospital. We didn't want a repeat of what happened when father was alive. Stefan and Damon had warned me about vervain, which was a plant that burns vampires when it touches them. It was the same thing my father had used on the night the council members were rounding up the vampires that were in town. The thought of the same thing happening again scared me. Since my father had gone the new person who was in charge of the founders' council was part of the Lockwood family. They were still aware of vampires which made it more risky for us to stay in Mystic Falls.
As we were packing up what little things we had, I looked into the mirror that was on the wall in the sitting room. I still looked the same as I had when I was human, only I was now frozen as an 18 year old. The thought of never aging bothered me slightly. The thought of living forever bothered me even more. I still had the same long dark wavy hair, the same colour as Damon's hair. I still had the same green eyes as well, which were the same colour as Stefan's eyes. My pale complexion was still the same too. I noticed that when I fed, veins would appear under my eyes and fangs would grow in my mouth. This was the predator that was inside me. It scared me when this happened. The thought of how easily I could hurt someone just by losing control, also scared me slightly. I had had close calls of nearly hurting passersby, but thankfully I had resisted the bloodlust. My train of thought was broken when Stefan and Damon walked into the room. They were both carrying the bags with our things in them.
"Well everything's packed and ready, so I guess it's time to go," Damon said, as he handed me the bag with my things in. It only contained a comb for my hair and a few dresses that Stefan and Damon got from 'Salvatore Manor', what was once our home. They also got my sketch book and the journal that I had kept back then. The only other personal item that I had was a necklace that I always wore, which had once belonged to my mother, who I was middle named after. My middle name was Samantha.
"Where are we going?" I asked after I had checked that everything was in the bag that should be.
"We were thinking of New York," Stefan answered.
"Oh, that's sound okay. I've never been to New York before," I said.
"Good," Stefan said lightly.
"Ready to go?" Damon asked me. I nodded. The thought of leaving Mystic Falls was strange. This was the town that I had been bought up in. I was born in this town. But now it was a reminder of what had happened recently. Perhaps leaving town was for the best. I followed my brothers as they walked out of the lake house. That was the first time that I had said goodbye to Mystic Falls. But it wasn't goodbye just yet.
A/N I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please feel free to leave a review. :) Until next time.
