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Ch. 10

Buffy absently licked the blood off of her fingers staring at me contemplatively. Still hurt by her comment and being stared at like a lab rat I growled again and tried to get up. But Buffy's hand latched onto my wrist. Frustrated and angry I swiped at Buffy with my free hand drawing blood. She growled fiercely at me and her eyes became completely golden and glowing. However I wasn't paying attention I was entranced by the claw marks on her cheek. Mesmerized, I watched her slowly start to heal before my eyes. So entranced I didn't see Buffy's hand till it connected with my face knocking me completely off the bed.

Before I could get up Buffy had her hand wrapped around my throat and pinned to the wall. Her glowing eyes locked on mines as she growled at me. I tried to growl back but the look in her eyes caused me to whimper. Breaking eye contact I looked at the marks I made. I leaned forward as Buffy loosed her grip and licked her cheek softly purring.

The taste of her blood caused my body to hum with unknown power and arousal. I pulled back once her cheek was cleaned and noticed that her skin was untarnished once more.

"How?" I looked at Buffy questioningly.

"Not only do we heal exceptionally well but we also have healing properties in our saliva. Now are you done with your little temper tantrum?" Buffy commented in an almost bored tone. I glared at Buffy and made a sharp hissing sound. Shocked by the sound my hissing trickled off. What the hell was going on? I thought to myself. Buffy just rolled her eyes and pulled me to a full length mirror that was posted on her wall.

My reflection had me shocked still. The girl before me looked like me except my normally brown eyes were ringed in gold giving them and eerie look. Not to mention I had fangs and my nails looked sharper and longer than usual. All together I looked the same but I could see the change beginning just from one simple exchange.

"That my childe is how you look after a full month of blood exchanges. But for some reason your progressing at an alarming rate." I turned to Buffy. As a slight feeling of panic started to fill me. "Furthermore your instincts and temperament has become more vampiric like. Which is why I called you pathetic. I wanted to anger you to see if my theory about you was correct especially after you could speak clearly in a language you never spoke before.

"What does this mean? Am I some kind of freak? Did you do something wrong?" hysteria filled my voice and my stomach began to turn at the thought that somehow it was my fault that the change was affecting me so badly. Buffy grabbed and kissed me silencing my next round of questions I felt bubbling inside me. She pulled away and looked at me sternly.

"You are not a freak my Bell. Your perfect and special that is all. I didn't do anything wrong. It just seems like your body is adjusting very well to the change that's all."

"But..." She put her finger on my lips stopping me.

"Listen to me. If it makes you feel better I'll contact a friend of mine. His name is Wesley. He and his mate Winfred are big on vampire history and they also have contacts that study vampire biology. If anyone would know whats going on they would. Does that sound good to you?"

I nodded "Does this mean I am a full vampire now?" Buffy looked at me curiously.

"Get dressed we are going to go to the training room and test out your speed and strength". I frowned while putting on the clothes she handed me. Absentmindedly noting that she was dressing me in her clothes instead of my own.

"What are we going to do that will test all that?"

She gave me a mischievous smirk "Spar of course".

ONE HOUR LATER

I collapsed on the mat sweaty and breathing hard. Every part of me ached. Every muscle felt like goo. Buffy stood over me calm as can be. Her hair wasn't even out of place. God I hate her. Buffy smirked down at me.

"Well that definitely proves your not fully turned yet. Your body may have my memories of combat but not enough to do any damage. As far as speed and strength goes. Your above average for a human but no where near close to a vampires.". I scowled remembering how easy it was to dodge some of Buffy's blows and even land some of my own. But I still ended up with my ass handed to me for my efforts.

"How is it that I even knew how to fight". I grumbled and winced as I tried to regain my footing.

"Its all in the blood. Every fight, every memory, I've ever had is all locked away in your brain. My blood carriers the information of my past battles. The more exchanges we have the easier it will be for you to tap into those memories. But that doesn't mean you get out of training. My memories will only get you so far if you don't have the skills strength speed and physical knowledge to back it up.

First I was listening intently to Buffy but the longer she talked the more my eyes seem to stray. With her spandex pants that was practically painted on her and sports bra that showcased her breast nicely. I'll admit I got a little sidetracked. I shook my head and tried to focus on what she was saying. Man she could be such a drill Sargent when it came to training. My eyes drifted once more and I lost focus on what she was saying instead I gazed hungrily at her finely toned stomach. I tried to shake the thoughts from my head or at least look like I was listening by focusing on her mouth. Bad idea. Especially when I started remembering what she could do with that mouth. Oh man why is she talking again? Couldn't we be doing another form of work ? Maybe….

The next thing I knew I had a dagger flying at my head. I barely had time to catch it in time. I glared at Buffy storming into her face with a growl.

"What the fuck! That was my face you were aiming for!"

"Oh please don't be so dramatic. Your healing surprisingly enough is very vampric like. You would have been fine. Besides I need you focused on the task at hand instead of gazing at me like I'm a piece of meat!" Buffy scowled at me and I looked away blushing.

"Now this brings me to our next part of your training. There is only two ways to kill our kind. Decapitation or a silver stake to the heart. I'm going to train you on how to avoid any of those things happening to you".

I groaned and I'll admit to a little pouting. "Buffy can we do this later? We've already been at this for like an hour already". I tried to sound exhausted even though oddly enough I felt energized as ever. If not a bit sore in some areas. Strange, but it must have something to do with vampire stamina or whatever. But vampire stamina or not I still didn't want to training.

Buffy didn't look remotely phased by my efforts. "That was just training your abilities. Now that we know your limits we will begin the real training".

"But-". Buffy growled sharply and I instantly quieted. Damn her and her sire commanding voice. Every time she used that growl I couldn't help but obey. I rolled my eyes sullenly and watched as Buffy took her fighting stance. I sighed and mimicked her form and waited.

"Okay begin".

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