Much to my surprise, and probably the surprise of Michael and Sam as well, mom was very accepting of Max's offer when he finally popped the question. It was sooner than what he would have originally planned to do so, but with the Frog Brother's incident, he had to speed up the process. She hesitated at first understandably, but once she realized Michael already changed, and I was going to be taking my first step soon, she accepted his proposal rather fast.

She couldn't go through the transformation so soon though. Sam was still only 14, and he just wasn't old enough to be making the decision to change or not yet. She wanted to keep her humanity for a little longer until Sam was old enough to be more on his own and make those kinds of decisions.

Not to mention he was still a little shaken from the situation with the Frog brothers and the attempt to take the vampires' lives. He was silent and mostly hid away for the first few weeks after the incident, but now he was no longer hiding. It took a bit of convincing and coaxing, but soon Sam warmed back up to both Michael and me. We were all still siblings after all, we loved each other, and vampire or not we don't want to hurt one another. He just needed time to see that fully from us.

We weren't going to push Sam into changing right away, in-fact he will have the choice to change or not, after Graduation. It was decided that if he graduates and decides he wanted to pursue a normal life, and live as a human, then he would be free to do so. This was Max's decision, and something that really helped Sam warm up to the head vampire, along with just accepting our decision to turn.

We weren't just the mindless dark creatures filled with only bloodlust he read about in comics. We were a family and understood that Sam may not want this life like the rest of us do. After Max made that clear, Sam was almost back to his normal self with interacting with Michael or Me, and has started to really accept Max. However, his interactions with David and the others were severely limited, he seemed terrified of them all.

After his reconcile with us, and his acceptance of Max, he started going back the comic bookstore. I believe the Frog brothers treated him like he had a disease at first, scared that with his family being vampires that they'd somehow be infected through indirect contact. Which saddened Sam some, since they were the only friends he really had here at this point.

Paul was also paranoid with him speaking to the wannabe vampire hunters again, which only made it more uncomfortable for Sam to go over. There truly was nothing to worry about though; the brothers were so terrified of the prospect of death, that they pretty much ignored the existence of us now.

The brothers did eventually open back up to Sam before the end of the Summer. They all congregated to the bookstore to talk nerd with each other often, and once school started, they spent even more time with each other. They even became comfortable enough around Sam and Mom to visit him at his house again eventually.

While Sam is young and still going to school, mom will be staying human. There was talk she may become a half vampire once he gets a little older, 17 or 18, to still be able to watch him walk, but also take that first step sooner. However, we aren't sure if she will be able to resist blood for that long, to do so, or to avoid another issue like Michael's the first night of his half-blood status.

While Sammy was still human, and had human friends coming around, it was probably best not to have the hunger for blood. However, if she does decide it is what she wants, Max will be helping her curb her appetite. This way she won't have to kill on her own, and continue to stay a half vampire, until she can fully turn. It should keep the hunger at bay, just enough to not pose any threats to Sam or his friends.

I was a tad shocked she fully expected Sam to graduate before making his decision to change or not. Then again, maybe she just wanted to watch at least one of her kids graduate. After all Michael and I were so close before we moved here.

I didn't regret the decision though; I knew that I didn't feel compelled to live a normal life. A part of me thinks this is because I wasn't destined TO live that kind of life. I was meant to be one of the creatures in the night, living an immortal life, with the small family I obtained for myself. That's the only explanation I could think of after moving here. How else is it plausible for three out of the four members we have in this immediate family to end up tethered to vampires?

Either way, whether it is fate, or just how it happened, I was happy. I felt something towards David that couldn't be explained, it was as if I just knew deep down to my core, that I was meant to be with him. It almost felt like we have known each other our whole lives, with how fast we settled in and got comfortable with one another. Love just didn't feel like a strong enough word to describe exactly what I felt for him.

To think I was able to be faced with quite literally a life changing decision, that will require a lot of sacrifice from me. Such as leave me without ever seeing or being in the sun ever again, and never having children, or growing old enough to see grandchildren. I will never experience the different changes as I age, and I would now have to kill to eat.

I faced all those serious sacrifices and didn't even hesitate to still take in David's blood. Much to his pride I was sure. Well, that isn't entirely true when he handed the bottle to me, I did hesitate. I had to ask whose blood was in the bottle, and after hearing that it was all of theirs, I did refuse that bottle.

David looked confused and almost hurt for a second, before I pointed a finger into his chest.

"Just You."

His wicked smile told me, he understood exactly what I meant. With no hesitation he let me drink from a wound he made upon his wrist. It was maybe only a swallow, barely a mouthful, before the wound closed back up; but it was enough. Interesting enough, vampire blood did taste like a sweet wine.

I started to change in an instant, and I was happy to know that it was only David's blood I was being tied to. I loved our family, my personal family, and my new adopted brethren, but I wanted a maintain a special relationship, and connection with David.

David and the boys took me out to try out some of the smaller powers that came with being a half vampire the very night I drank. I was able to pick up flying almost instantly, and I Can't believe they don't use this power more often. The feeling you get while flying is probably one of my favorites. It's a thrill, to be so high off the ground, just floating, nothing keeping you up there but your own will.

Feeling the wind, and soft vapors of clouds and fog brush against your face but be able to see through it just fine, was amazing as well. I liked seeing the lights of the boardwalk and the rest of the city. I also enjoyed watching everyone walk below me, completely unaware of our presence above them. I felt powerful in a way, and I have never felt something like that before.

I always felt like I was weak, soft, and quite literally powerless, most of my life, and in most situations. Not anymore with these gifts though, and certainly not anymore when I have David by my side constantly.

The only time this feeling faltered was when I had to make my first kill. I mentioned to David that I would prefer to hunt like Max, if I was going to be taking a life, I just needed it to be worth taking. However, that meant I needed to face some exceptionally dark, and terrible people. A little twinge of fear bubbled up in my stomach when It came time to kill.

The man was massive; tall and broad, and I have seen what he was capable of doing to people. David helped me stalk him for a few days much like what Max must do with his victims. During this time, I have witnessed how he beats and practically tortures his wife, and his own children. Their fearful and tear stained faces now burned images within my mind.

He was a true monster in this world, and I knew it would be better without him in it, but when I stalked closer to him, I started to feel the fear creep in again. The man was much bigger than me, and he was drunk, reeking of booze and cigarettes. It didn't help that I have witnessed just how violent he can be.

Before I drank the blood, I would have been absolutely no match against a man like that, and a part of me doubted I'd be a match now even with the extra strength, and abilities. David was right by my side though, encouraging me every step of the way.

"You're not like, how you were before."

"You are much more capable than you Think."

"I wouldn't let you enter any kind of danger; I know you won't have any trouble."

He was right. The man realized our presence not too long after following him down to a more secluded part of the boardwalk, into an alley way of sorts. He stumbled around, the normal anger he carried turning to rage in an instant, and he went to lunge at me with a weird, garbled yell. I moved quicker though, and I struck faster, grabbing onto his shoulders to keep him as still as I could before sinking my now protruding fangs into the fleshiest part of his neck.

By pure instinct I knew exactly where I needed to dig my teeth into to have the best access to his blood. I wasn't sure why, but I didn't think the taste of blood would change, I just figured that my preference to the taste would.

However, When the blood started to pool into my mouth, I discovered that wasn't the case. What should have been metallic and almost bitter, now tasted sweet and buttery, like a liquid cinnamon roll. I momentarily wondered if other foods have changed their taste as well, or if it was just blood that changed. Either way it was a very pleasant discovery, and really drove me to take in as much as I could.

With the man being so huge, I couldn't finish him off; David took over once I had my fill to finish him off and dispose of the body. I discovered that most times their choice of discardment, was to just drag the bodies off to a watery grave in the ocean. This is where their bodies, while still fresh, can provide a meal for the more predatory animals within the watery depths. They get an easy meal, and we have evidence disappear, it was an easy solution.

Once the final transformation was complete, I felt brand new. One of the biggest and silliest changes was the newfound balance, I was no longer tripping over my own two feet, or feeling as if I might fall over with a gust of wind. However, I did often find myself using my flying ability to hover over the ground rather than take a step, just to be safe.

The other biggest change was that I was unequivocally, and undeniably happy. I felt like I belonged somewhere now, and my relationships with my family were stronger than ever.

I gained new friends in the form of Marko, Paul, and Dwayne. Marko being the one I happened to get along with the best outside of David. We both seemed small, and rather unassuming, almost innocent, by our prey, yet we still held our dark little secret. We also often found the same thrills fun, and I was very interested in his way with animals.

I also gained a sister, something I didn't think I'd enjoy. Star and I warmed up to each other, and I really did see how much she loved my brother. I just can't dislike a woman who adores my brother as much as she does. Plus, it was nice to have a girl my age to talk to about certain aspects of life, that I just can't talk about with anyone else.

Lastly, I had David, someone that I One thousand percent know now, that I love. I didn't believe in soul mates before, and to be honest I am still skeptical now, of the notion. But David, is someone who can start making me believe in them. I was drawn to him so fast, no one else seemed to even come close, practically fading into the background, faces fuzzy and no longer recognizable.

Any romantic notions I felt for anyone before were completely nulled, after meeting David; they just felt so insignificant compared to my meeting with him. He was strong, and he kept me safe, yet he also encouraged me to have more faith in my own abilities. He was surprisingly supportive, and caring, something he ONLY showed towards me often, and on rare occasions towards his brothers, like when Marko was nearly killed.

I treasured every moment I could see that part of him, I felt special that he was comfortable enough with me to show that side, or that he was willing to set aside his pride to give me the affection I craved. Even when he did have to put his brothers in their places a few times, when they would tease him for being "Soft".

I felt the utmost joy in my new life, and I wanted to hold onto this for as long as I possibly could. Even as immortals we aren't promised tomorrow; The Frog brothers may try to break the treaty a few years from now, or another threat may come our way. But we will be ready for the fight, we are better prepared for anything that comes our way now.

Until then, we will enjoy our seemingly eternal life, and rag-tag family. Running around in the night, partying hard, never having to age, and staying utterly free.