Extra long chapter because I love you all!

I really wanted to make this chapter good, so I tried to add as much detail in there as I could (along with the lines, since they interest me, so.)

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Chapter 13

I dreamt of funny things that night. Sitting in solitude on a warm day, soaking up the sun's rays while nestled in the lush, green grass. Birds chirped in the birch trees nearby and cotton candy clouds floated about the sky of sapphire.

Baby's breath was happily smiling at me while I tickled my toes in the blades, when the grass became the color of my hair and dry, cracking with the horrid sound of bones breaking. I checked my surroundings and everything seemed to be frowning upon me. The sun set violently; gushes of red spurted in the sky, followed by the velvet-black sky, replacing the serene blue one.

Birds flew away, and flowers shriveled up and died. I felt my hair grow into its infamous curls, more tame than usual.

What's going on!

Then a unbareable pain began in my mouth, shrieking from the bleeding from my gums. I fell to my knees, clutching my mouth to somehow mend myself. I placed my fingers in my mouth, and out fell my two canines. My eyes opened with horror and the pain was more striking than before.

Now rolling about on the floor, I pinched my cheeks to hopefully wake up from this wretched dream. I shoved my fingers in my mouth to search for my problem, and I realized that I wasn't bleeding for no reason. I was just teething.

I held onto the already dead grass to ease myself, knowing that it would be over soon. The teeth began to grow, and the crown of the tooth got bigger by the second. I heaved for air, since my bawling was cutting off my passage ways. The growing finally stopped, but the pain still remained.

"Please be okay," a gentle whisper echoed in the unknown area. I followed the voice that lead me into a white light, which I obediently walked into.

Upon opening my eyes, I realized that my dream had finished, and I more light-headed than before. The hazel spheres tiredly looked around my room, and I noticed Gregory on all fours hovering over me, licking my neck like a mother would her pup.

Unaware of earlier events, I sat up, still examining my room. My nightgown was on, and he only sported his trousers. The satin bed sheets were stained with blood, and something with talons tore through my pillows, revealing goose feathers that were also daintily marked with the red liquid. I was in the middle of a murder scene, and one question ran through my mind.

Who was murdered?

I only moved my eyes towards Gregory, and his lips were pursed, not even bothering to look at me. His eyes were glossy, and full of sorrow.

Curiosity finally drove me, and I got up to go look in the mirror. I looked perfectly fine, just like any girl would. I shrugged it off, and began to tie back my hair. My skinny, bony excuse of a neck drew my attention and worry. I had two deep brown circles spaced out evenly from each other. I drew my finger over them, to only discover that they were holes. Gasping from the bites, I then noticed that my teeth were much whiter, and had fangs, only receiving another gasp.

I was silent for a while, trying to soak in what I have seen. My boyfriend had turned me into a vampire; was I okay with it? I tried my best to breathe, and not to cry. It felt like eternities that the room did not hold words, but an awkward silence filled it's capacity.

"I trusted you," was all I could say, starting to choke up.

"Crystal I'm really sor-"

"You bit me! Look at me!" I yelled, throwing my arms up and down my body, not even caring if I woke up Bob and Dottie.

"...This is what I meant by safe." He said hoarsely.

I took a step back, finally understanding him that one night weeks ago. I wasn't exactly sure if biting me was his original intention, but I had to accept it whatever he told me.

I asked him the question, and he explained to me what had happened. He told me about our intercourse, and how my blood started to smell sweeter. How he tried to hold back, but my blood just kept on getting a stronger, more alluring smell. After he bit me, he was immediately regretful.

"Crystal, I'd never do anything to harm you. But, dismissing the event that happened a couple of hours ago, I will never want to do this to you again." He caressed my now undead cheek with his hand, and muttered I love you.

Cold tears flew down my face when I knew he was telling the truth. I forgave him with a hug after he wiped my tears away.

"Well, what do we do now?" I said, walking over to the mirror to look at my new features.

"What do you mean, dear?"

"I mean, what do I do about my parents? They're going to worry where I am, and I can't tell them, let alone bite them."

He thought for a minute, looking down at the floor, then looked at me. "We're going to have to tell somebody."

"Okay, but who do we tell that will actually believe us?

"Tony? Wake up, Tony." I whispered to the slumbering nine-year-old, trying to get his attention in his dreams. I could actually smell his blood from how close I was, but it did not appeal to me at all. He began to groan, obviously disturbed from being woken up. Once he noticed it was Gregory and I at his bedside, he was more alert and calm.

"What are you guys doing here? Where's Rudolph?" He questioned, grabbing his glasses.

"It's a lot to explain, Tony, but we're going to have to trust you with something very important. Can you do that?" Gregory said, his voice a lot nicer than the time at the cemetery.

"I guess, as long as Rudolph can help." He exclaimed, now slipping on his shoes.

"Of course, sport," I replied, "The whole family is going to help out." I finished, him not knowing the meaning behind it.

Once in the air, we began to tell Tony about our predicament, of course leaving out details he didn't need to know. I flew with Tony for proof, and he was more astonished than worried.

"Now I can go flying whenever!" He shouted into the blistering winds. Gregory told me that when I was still asleep, he told his father. As outraged as he was, he had no choice but to take me in. I felt as if it was going to be awkward living in the Sackville-Bagg's humble mausoleum, but I would learn to adapt to the vampire lifestyle.

We landed at the familiar residence, and Frederick was already outside with Freda, sitting on a tombstone holding each others hands while Freda tried to ease her husband's temper. They took notice of our presence, and Frederick immediately shot up, storming over to our trio.

"Freda, please take Tony inside with Rudolph and Anna."

"Come along, dear." She cooed, motioning Tony under her wing. Once they were inside, Frederick's eyes glared down into my now nonexistent soul, and then at Gregory's.

"What you two did tonight was foolish!" He sternly said to Gregory. "Now look, now another cow has to die because of your selfish decision!"

"Father, I've given you my endless apologies."

"It's still a million apologies too short!" He growled, cutting his sentence short.

"Mr. Sackville-Bagg," I began in a more hushed tone to simmer down the brewing argument, "I'm sorry for have going against your son's intentions, and I can live on my own if it's too much trouble."

Frederick let out a sigh, and his face actually softened. He kneeled down to my height and gently spoke to me.

"The world out there is horrendous, Crystal; and when you're a vampire it doesn't get any better. If I were to let you leave in your new condition, I would be condemning you to death." I swallowed and continued to listen. "Gregory biting you was indeed a foolish decision, and I'd prefer that it hadn't of happened. But, it did, and I'm going to do my best with taking care of you. By that mark you are part of this family now, and I will never turn my back on you."

He finished his small speech with a huge embrace, which caught me off guard. I didn't expect this sort of behavior from Frederick, so I wrapped my arms around the tall man slowly, hugging him back. Gregory snickered from behind, his I heard Frederick say, "Do not think that this get's you off the hook." He stopped, and the others came out of the cave.

"The children are beginning to get hungry, dear." Freda said, holding Anna's hand. "Wonderful!" He beamed, "I don't believe that Crystal has eaten either, have you?" My eyes lit up, and I exclaimed that I was starving. "I hope you like cow!" He stated, flying off into the air. My stomach then dropped.

"There's no way I can do this," I complained, standing in front of an unexpecting cow. Everyone had already eaten, and they were sitting on a bale of hay with Tony,waiting for me to eat. "You have to, Crystal. You won't be able to survive if you don't do it. It's just one less cow in the world." Gregory consoled, slowly stroking my hair. I flicked my new grown fangs with my tongue, and rested them on the cow softly enough to not break the skin. "At a girl," He cheered.

The cow smelled retched, of hay and manure; on the outside, at least. The inside smelled as if it were sugar-coated, a candy store for the undead. I felt a strange temptation to just sink my teeth into the black and white mammal, so I did. A distressed moo echoed throughout the barn, and I didn't bother listening to the cow's plee.

Gregory continued to stroke my hair, inserting his fingers into the tiny ringlets. This made me sigh into the cow's neck, dropping some of my precious liquid. I lapped it up, and continued feasting.

It was when I drained about three cows was when Frederick said that I have had enough. Freda wiped my mouth with a handkerchief, which was then stained with blood from pervious dinners. As we walked out of the barn, Frederick began to speak.

"I don't believe that there will be enough room for Crystal in the mausoleum, and with Rookery running about, I don't believe it's very safe. Oh, I must find a place to hide you children!"

"You can stay at my house!" Tony beamed, loving the fact that a family of vampires might be living with us. I didn't think that he was being serious for a while, since I can't be near my parents in my state.

"We need dampness, darkness, and decay!" Frederick retorted.

"Then you need our cellar."

Good thinking, Tony.

Once we arrived at the castle of a house, I lifted up the door mat to retrieve a silver key that opened up the front door, once inside, the family was fascinated with all of our appliances, but we had to usher them down to our basement before they woke up my slumbering parents, whom I already missed dearly.

Once downstairs, everyone examined their new sleeping quarters. The basement always gave me the creeps, what not with all old items that were lying around and the creatures that lived there as well, now adding vampires to the list. I didn't want to stay down here, so hopefully they would reconsider.

"I'm sorry it's-" I began to say, when Freda cut me off by telling me that it was perfect. I would have to learn to love the dark, and at least I trusted the people who I would be living with.

"I believe that we should be looking for the amulet soon, now that we have Crystal to the mix." Frederick said before Tony exited the room, leaving an eerie silence behind.

"Excuse me?" I questioned, not understanding why he had said that. "Is there a problem?"

"Well, there seems to be some sort of pickle now that you're a vampire as well." He said, the others looking my way, some of them surprised that I didn't know about something that I should.

"And what would that be?" I questioned, my voice a bit more shaken.

"Sweetheart, the stone we've been searching for is the only thing we live for," Freda began. "We need that stone to complete the ceremony to become human again."

"I'm aware with that, but why is that such a bad thing? Don't you all want to be human?"

"We do dear, but you more than we do. You see, that comet that's nearing the moon this very minute, is the glorious sign to become mortal once more. Although, to reverse the curse, we need the amulet as well, which we have yet to find," Her voice trailed off.

"Which means?" I questioned, still clueless.

"Crystal, that stone is what will turn us into humans. But it can only work when the comet is at center with the moon. That comet won't return for another three hundred years, and it arrives in a week. You can't just reverse it when ever you feel like it." Gregory added.

"We all have our family," Rudolph chimed in. "It's you we're worried about. If we don't find that stone, you're going to have to stay a vampire, and watch everything you know today vanish."

I never thought of it that way. I never thought of it at all. I knew that the stone could change you, but I never knew that it can only work at certain times. That certain time was near, and I was more than dead if we didn't find it.

Reality checked in, and I sat on an old, wooden chair that had a blue dust covering it, flying everywhere when I plopped down. Bob, Dottie, Jeremy, Tony. I'd watch them all age before me if I didn't get that stone.

I finally understood the full meaning of "safety".

I wanted to cry, but something inside of me wouldn't allow me to do so. Instead, another emotion boiled inside of me. One that rarely happens. I had anger flowing through my veins, and it needed to be released.

"We need to go hunting now! What are we doing here when there's precious time ticking away!" I said, climbing over to the cellar window, trying to open it. Gregory wrapped his arms around my waist and carried me away, and sat me down in a random porcelain tub with feet. I kicked and flailed, but I didn't prevail.

"You're still very weak, Crystal. Sleep for now. Come nightfall tomorrow we will go out, just as you wish." He soothed, running his cool hand along my also cool face.

"It's around four in the morning, according to the moon's position," Anna informed, walking over to cradle to fall asleep in.

"You better go to bed, Tony" I warned, nodding at the boy who was still in shock from the information he had received from the vampires.

"I'll tell them that you're already gone with Jeremy," He said, walking up the stairs, not bidding a goodnight.

While everyone picked out their beds, Gregory came to me and whispered in my ear.

"I'm sorry this isn't a very good birthday," He reminded me, the holiday completely slipping my mind. "Don't worry about it, Greg," I said, running my hand along his cheek as he did to me earlier.

"I'll make it up to you tomorrow night. I promise." He said before kissing my hand, and then my lips. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

He then wandered to a wicker basket and climbed into it, giving me a toothy smile of reassurance before closing the lid.

I stayed in the tub, deciding it would be where I would sleep for now on. Knowing that I was closer to my parents than I thought I would be eased my conscience, but I still had some homesickness.

Clutching my arms in the places Gregory had already marked, I sighed and tried to go to sleep. That night could be the first night of my eternal life, and that night, my dreams weren't as funny.