As Edge sped down the road towards the city Victoria took the
opportunity to consider the drastic changes that had been forced upon her.
Edge and Christian had thus far been nothing but kind to her trying to help
her adjust. Since he turned her Gangrel had been kind and had treated her
as one of his children, but she couldn't help but hate him for what he had
done to her.
The motorcycle came to a stop and Vicky shook her thoughts from her mind and took in the sights around her. The lights danced around her enhanced by her new senses dazzling her.
Edge smiled as she climbed off the bike trying to take in everything at once. He put an arm around her guiding her towards a nearby club. "You need to relax," he told her as Christian took his place on the side opposite Edge.
After the bouncer had allowed them to pass they entered a club filled with swaying bodies and thrusting hips. Reaching out, Christian took her hand, "May I have this dance," he asked her with a gentle smile.
Victoria rewarded him with her first real smile since she had been turned, "I'd love to," she told him following him the dance floor. Vick watched him move to the beat of the music. He moved like a panther, his movements liquid and graceful. "How do you do that?" she asked in admiration.
Christian smiled, "It's part of our gifts. You can do it too," Christian took both of her hands and began guiding her, "Just relax, just feel the music." Victoria closed her eyes and let herself go and soon she and Christian had drawn the envious stares of all those around them.
Vicky opened her eyes and looked over to where Edge stood watching. She beckoned him to come join them but he shook his head. "Oh no he doesn't," she muttered turning to grin mischievously at Christian, "I'll be right back," she told him moving off the dance floor.
Edge watched her warily as the new vampire approached him. "Come dance," she said stopping before him.
"I'm a lousy dancer," he said hoping to dissuade her.
"I think you're a liar," Victoria replied taking his hand, "Puh- lease?" she begged batting her eyes at him.
Edge groaned as he looked down at her big smile and pleading eyes. "Not fair," he grumbled sighing with defeat.
Realizing her victory, Vicky tugged on his hand and he allowed her to pull him to the dance floor to join his brother. Edge began to move to the music and the three vampires seemed to become one. The mortals around them stared but the three were oblivious.
The song ended and the three moved to the bar laughing, "See, I knew you could dance," Victoria said to Edge an impish grin on her face.
Edge just smiled back glad to see that some of the initial shock was wearing off. He watched the new fledging gaze at the mortals surrounding them with a new awareness. Victoria looked up at Edge and Christian not knowing how to say what she wanted. "I . . ." she trailed off uncertainly.
Christian smiled understandingly, "We'll show you," he told her softly. He raised his eyes to his brother, "I'll be right back, Edge."
Victoria watched as Christian disappeared into the crowd. She waited with Edge in silence and a few minutes later Christian returned with two young men. Christian walked past them with a smile and Edge taking Vicky's hand followed them to a back room.
Christian and Edge moved the two young men, unbuttoning their shirts, exposing their necks. "Come here, Vicky," Edge called softly.
Victoria approached slowly, noting how the two mortals seemed anxious but unafraid. The one that Edge held tilted his throat to the side to allow her easier access. She looked up at Edge questioningly. "It's okay," he told her, "Just do it gently."
Victoria felt her face change and saw Edge and Christian's doing the same. Carefully she allowed her fangs to pierce the soft skin of the youth before sighing as his sweet blood entered her mouth.
Edge, needing to feed himself, Edge bit into the other side, keeping track of how much was taken, his hand twined gently in Victoria's hair stroking it and when enough had been taken he pulled her carefully away.
Victoria gasped as Edge pulled her away and panted pulling unneeded air into her lungs. The youth was limp in Edge's arms but he was breathing. Edge laid him on a nearby couch as Christian sat his in a chair. Both bit their fingers allowing the blood to drip over the puncture wounds in their victim's necks. Victoria watched as the wounds healed.
Victoria struggled to speak through the daze that gripped her, "Are they . . .?"
Christian walked over to her tucking her hair behind her ears, "They'll be fine," he told her, "Kindred don't have to kill to feed."
Vicky nodded still a bit out of it. Edge moved forward wrapping an arm around her waist protectively, "I think she's had enough for tonight," he told his brother, "Let's get her home."
Christian nodded his agreement and the trio made their way out of the club. Christian fastened Vicky's helmet for her before doing the same to his own. Edge climbed on his bike holding out his hand to help her to climb on. Once seated, Victoria wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his back. The two bikes roared to life and they sped off into the dark.
The motorcycle came to a stop and Vicky shook her thoughts from her mind and took in the sights around her. The lights danced around her enhanced by her new senses dazzling her.
Edge smiled as she climbed off the bike trying to take in everything at once. He put an arm around her guiding her towards a nearby club. "You need to relax," he told her as Christian took his place on the side opposite Edge.
After the bouncer had allowed them to pass they entered a club filled with swaying bodies and thrusting hips. Reaching out, Christian took her hand, "May I have this dance," he asked her with a gentle smile.
Victoria rewarded him with her first real smile since she had been turned, "I'd love to," she told him following him the dance floor. Vick watched him move to the beat of the music. He moved like a panther, his movements liquid and graceful. "How do you do that?" she asked in admiration.
Christian smiled, "It's part of our gifts. You can do it too," Christian took both of her hands and began guiding her, "Just relax, just feel the music." Victoria closed her eyes and let herself go and soon she and Christian had drawn the envious stares of all those around them.
Vicky opened her eyes and looked over to where Edge stood watching. She beckoned him to come join them but he shook his head. "Oh no he doesn't," she muttered turning to grin mischievously at Christian, "I'll be right back," she told him moving off the dance floor.
Edge watched her warily as the new vampire approached him. "Come dance," she said stopping before him.
"I'm a lousy dancer," he said hoping to dissuade her.
"I think you're a liar," Victoria replied taking his hand, "Puh- lease?" she begged batting her eyes at him.
Edge groaned as he looked down at her big smile and pleading eyes. "Not fair," he grumbled sighing with defeat.
Realizing her victory, Vicky tugged on his hand and he allowed her to pull him to the dance floor to join his brother. Edge began to move to the music and the three vampires seemed to become one. The mortals around them stared but the three were oblivious.
The song ended and the three moved to the bar laughing, "See, I knew you could dance," Victoria said to Edge an impish grin on her face.
Edge just smiled back glad to see that some of the initial shock was wearing off. He watched the new fledging gaze at the mortals surrounding them with a new awareness. Victoria looked up at Edge and Christian not knowing how to say what she wanted. "I . . ." she trailed off uncertainly.
Christian smiled understandingly, "We'll show you," he told her softly. He raised his eyes to his brother, "I'll be right back, Edge."
Victoria watched as Christian disappeared into the crowd. She waited with Edge in silence and a few minutes later Christian returned with two young men. Christian walked past them with a smile and Edge taking Vicky's hand followed them to a back room.
Christian and Edge moved the two young men, unbuttoning their shirts, exposing their necks. "Come here, Vicky," Edge called softly.
Victoria approached slowly, noting how the two mortals seemed anxious but unafraid. The one that Edge held tilted his throat to the side to allow her easier access. She looked up at Edge questioningly. "It's okay," he told her, "Just do it gently."
Victoria felt her face change and saw Edge and Christian's doing the same. Carefully she allowed her fangs to pierce the soft skin of the youth before sighing as his sweet blood entered her mouth.
Edge, needing to feed himself, Edge bit into the other side, keeping track of how much was taken, his hand twined gently in Victoria's hair stroking it and when enough had been taken he pulled her carefully away.
Victoria gasped as Edge pulled her away and panted pulling unneeded air into her lungs. The youth was limp in Edge's arms but he was breathing. Edge laid him on a nearby couch as Christian sat his in a chair. Both bit their fingers allowing the blood to drip over the puncture wounds in their victim's necks. Victoria watched as the wounds healed.
Victoria struggled to speak through the daze that gripped her, "Are they . . .?"
Christian walked over to her tucking her hair behind her ears, "They'll be fine," he told her, "Kindred don't have to kill to feed."
Vicky nodded still a bit out of it. Edge moved forward wrapping an arm around her waist protectively, "I think she's had enough for tonight," he told his brother, "Let's get her home."
Christian nodded his agreement and the trio made their way out of the club. Christian fastened Vicky's helmet for her before doing the same to his own. Edge climbed on his bike holding out his hand to help her to climb on. Once seated, Victoria wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his back. The two bikes roared to life and they sped off into the dark.