By the time they had gotten back to Gangrel's mansion, Victoria's mind had cleared somewhat. She climbed wordlessly off the bike and as she turned towards the house saw Gangrel waiting on the front porch.

Edge turned as well to see their sire waiting for them. "It went well," he informed Gangrel, "We took her to the club."

Gangrel nodded, "That was probably best for her first feeding of mortal blood," the master vampire shrugged, "Next time, she should be ready for lessons on hunting."

"Hunting?" Victoria asked curiously.

"There won't always be a club full of willing mortals," he told her, "You must learn how to stalk your prey,"

"My prey," she repeated softly.

Gangrel frowned as he saw her distraction, "Come inside, childe," he bade her, "it is time we talked."

Victoria followed her sire inside, comforted by the presence of Edge and Christian behind her. Gangrel led them into a parlor of sorts, "Sit down, girl," he ordered gently.

Victoria sat down, Edge and Christian taking their places on either side of her. Mentally, Gangrel smiled noting their protectiveness of their new sister. He waited until all his childer were situated and ready to pay attention, "Victoria, I realize that this has been a great shock to you and I am sincerely sorry that you have been caused such emotional turmoil," he saw the girl relax a bit and watched as she snuggled into Edge's side. "However; what is done is done."

Victoria sighed, "I know I can't go back to the way I was."

Gangrel nodded in approval, "The truth of the matter is that we must prey upon humans to survive. And though my doctrine is that you do not kill them if you don't have to, you must learn to think of mortals as your prey. If you don't feeding will be much harder to adjust to."

"Yes, Sire," Victoria said looking down at the floor.

Gangrel sighed, "I'm not angry with you, Vicky, but there is so much you have to learn. And the first thing you must learn is to let go of your old life."

Victoria looked up at the creature that had made her. "How? I can't forget my family,"

"Then don't," Edge spoke from beside her, "We haven't forgotten our parents either, but you do learn to stop dwelling on it."

Christian took her hand, "And we'll be there to help you."

Victoria squeezed his hand in thanks before turning her eyes turned back to Gangrel. "One of the traditions of the Kindred is that after a fledgling is turned, he or she be given a new name."

Victoria sat up a bit, "New names?"

Gangrel smiled, "Yes, my mortal name was David, Christian's was Jason, and Edge's was Adam."

Victoria thought a moment, "What will my new name be?"

Gangrel was thoughtful, "You are a special girl, my dear, no one has given me such a fight as you did that night in the woods." Gangrel smiled at her, "Come here, my childe."

Slowly Victoria did as she was told standing up and walking over to stand before her sire. "You have great potential, you will become a formidable vampire." Gangrel seemed to make a decision. "I will name you Nemesis after the Greek goddess of justice and vengeance."

"Nemesis," she repeated trying the name on for size she smiled seeming after a moment to like it. "Does this mean no one can call me Victoria anymore?"

Gangrel smiled, "No, but it is the name that you will go by amongst others not of our family."

She nodded and finally the turmoil inside her faded, not gone but greatly stifled. The mortal known as Victoria was gone and Nemesis was born.