Author's note: The plot thickens! I've always wanted to say that. Sorry. Here is your chapter, as promised. Happy reading!
Give yourself a moment." The strange man said.
I held a sparkling hand in front of my face. How could it be mine? It was so pale. "I do not understand." I whispered. Not even my voice was the same. It was so much more smooth and pure than mine had ever been. It was almost sweet and angelic. "What happened? Why am I alive? I should have died!"
He smiled a cold smile. "Pure chance. You see, I had a vendetta against Lucian. I pulled him off of you just an instant before you would have died. It was not intended that way, may I add, though I am glad at the pretty company. I killed him."
"What was he? What are you?" I started gasping for air. "He was sucking my blood. What WAS he?"
"The same thing that you are."
I turned to him testily. "And what is that?" I shouted. "What am I? What have I become?"
"You are a predator." He said. "You are a stalker of the night. And," he smirked. "The figment of men's dreams. You are a vampire."
"Tell me everything."
And so he told me. He told me terrible things with a joyful glint in his eyes. He told me amazing things. I could run quicker than anyone could see. I was strong, many times stronger than I ever was. He told me that vampires had one characteristic as humans that could become magnified as a vampire to become a power. A supernatural power.
"Do you have one of these powers?" He asked.
My instincts urged me to lie. "No." I said, my eyes never leaving his.
"Shame." He said. "You seem like you would be talented. Still, I think you would be perfect to help form my coven."
"But I do not even know your name!" I protested.
"Oh, I do apologize. I am Cedric." He held out his hand.
I took it. "Rosalinde."
"Pretty name for a pretty girl."
"Are you trying to charm me? It won't make me any better disposed towards you." I snapped, slightly annoyed.
He smiled like a predator eying its prey.
"Why would I even want to join your coven?" I pressed.
"There are many reasons." He started. "Protection. Control. Believe me, as a newborn you will find a restraining hand useful. I could also give you knowledge."
I took a deep breath. "I do not know."
His eyes narrowed and all traces of teasing disappeared. "It is not wise to refuse me. Every one who has has regretted it." He smiled cruelly.
I was chilled to the bone. For the first time in my life I ignored my instincts. "Fine." I said. "I will join your coven."