I think I can update the next chapter right now…I want to write!!!

Alright, listen up people, I want REVIEWS. My sister reads all sorts of fics and never bothers to review any one of them. So I don't want anybody to read it unless they can review it.

…so weiterlesen, people!!

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Stukeley's teeth pierced her neck and almost immediately his mouth was flooded with the sweetest blood he'd ever tasted before.

The girl didn't even stir. She was still sleeping, but the peacefulness of her sleep was gone. A restless expression replaced it.

Stukeley leaned on the coffin for support. He was trembling with shock.

What had he done?

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull away. His instincts had warned him before.

His hand was crushing the wood of the coffin below the velvet. He heard it crack he squeezed.

The blood was warm and it sent sparks up and down his nervous system. Stukeley gasped softly, and shut his eyes.

He never wanted to stop.

But there was plenty of blood. She didn't seem to be drained yet.

He kept drinking. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Stukeley wasn't used to the calm victim. Whenever he fed, his victim resisted, and fought for life till the end. But the girl was still limp. She was still breathing softly, in rhythm.

"It's enough, Stukeley"

Stukeley froze his hand still on the coffin, his teeth in her neck and the other hand on the lid. His eyes flew open.

His senses must've been lying to him, because there was no one in the room except for them. He could neither hear anybody nor sense them in or outside the cabin.

"Stukeley-stop!"

Stukeley groaned as he tried to speak. His voice was drowned as blood still rushed into his mouth. He tried to pull himself away.

A small white hand pushed him away and he staggered back, breathing fitfully as he stared at the girl inside the coffin, bewildered.

She was alive, and was now sitting up. Her eyes like the mint leaves were wide and were oddly bright. She raised her hand close to her face, examining it, as if seeing it for the first time. She closed it into a fist.

Then she gently rubbed her neck, where Stukeley had bitten her.

As Stukeley watched, the puncture marks disappeared. Completely dissolved back into her skin.

Stukeley had never seen anything like it before. He wasn't breathing.

"What are you?" he managed to rasp.

Natalie shrugged. She still hadn't turned towards him yet.

"I don't know", she replied quietly. "You should know what I am. Or maybe your captain. I didn't ask for this you know".

Stukeley thought he'd gone mad.

"But-but I saw you-you were dead a moment ago-", he stammered.

She smiled faintly, for the first time.

"I'm a half-vampire", she replied. "I finally believe you guys. Tell me, stukeley; is it normal for you guys to see black spots in your vision?"

"No"

"Then why am I seeing the spots?"

Stukeley shrugged, and allowed himself to breathe.

"Maybe because you're dead now", Stukeley replied uneasily.

"Oh" she blinked. There were tears in her eyes.

Stukeley knew how it must've felt to be kidnapped suddenly by a strange crew and then getting injured and then killed.

And now he'd told her that she was dead. She was an extraordinary creature.

Stukeley leaned against the wall.

"You've got blood on your face", Natalie told him, turning towards him.

"Huh? oh-yeah", he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

Now he was really unhappy. He was guiltier than ever.

He couldn't stay in the room. It seemed to be suffocating him. Why didn't he have a control on himself?

"I'll be going now. I'll see you later", he said and without hesitating further, he slipped out of the cabin.

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Sorry guys, the chapter's a little short but my computer's broken I think. I'll try to update soon!