Gangrel walked up the steps to look in on his childer before he himself went to bed. He stopped first at Nemesis's room, quietly opening the door. What he saw caused his jaw to drop slightly. Nemesis and Edge slept, wrapped tightly in each other's arms their hair mussed from sex. Gangrel smiled ruefully, this could certainly prove interesting. Maybe she'd be able to get through to Edge as he had never been able to. Their sire shut the door and still smiling moved to check on Christian and then retired to his room. Nemesis felt consciousness returned and she fought to remain in the warm embrace of sleep. She became aware of someone playing with her hair and she smiled snuggling into Edge as she remembered the events of the previous night. Edge remained quiet allowing her to wake at her own pace. He heard her sigh of pleasure and smiled, "Good morning," he said softly. Nemesis tilted her head so she looked into his eyes, "Good morning," she returned closing her eyes as he kissed her forehead. They lay together in a comfortable silence for a few minutes until Edge began to move from under her, "We'd better get dressed before Christian or Gangrel walk in." Nemesis frowned as he stood up, "Why? Would Gangrel be mad if he knew?" Edge shook his head, "No, Gangrel wouldn't be mad but still, I'd rather my sire not walk in on me. It's like having your mortal parents walk in on you." Nemesis chuckled, "I see your point." Edge pulled on his pants as Nemesis gathered the sheet around her and climbed from the bed. Edge took her in his arms, kissing her lips gently, "I'm glad last night happened." Nemesis smiled, "Me too." Edge flashed her a sexy smile before turning and walking from the room. The new vampire looked around her. "I guess I should get dressed," she said to herself walking to the closet. Nemesis studied the clothes before her. She chose a pair of denim shorts and a sleeveless black shirt that tied in the front. Selecting a pair of sandals for the night, Nemesis went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She smiled to herself, could vampires get cavities or have morning breath? After brushing her hair and applying a little makeup, mentally thank Gangrel for thinking of all that stuff, she wandered out the door of her room. Nemesis walked down the steps and began wandering through the house. Eventually she walked into the kitchen and found Gangrel sitting at the table having a cup of coffee. "Coffee?" Gangrel invited with a welcoming smile. "I didn't know we could drink things besides blood," she said as she snatched a mug out of the dishwasher and poured herself some coffee. As she rummaged through the fridge Gangrel explained, "While they hold no nutritional value for us we are quite capable of eating. And before you even ask, yes a vampire can get drunk." Nemesis grinned pouring some milk into her coffee and then adding about half a bowl of sugar. "I like things sweet," she explained when Gangrel raised an eyebrow. Both sire and childe looked up as they heard something crash above them and heard feet running down the stairs. Gangrel rubbed his temples in mock weariness, "Here we go." Edge ran into the kitchen, Christian right on his heels. "Give it back, Edge," Christian demanded a bit annoyed Edge held up a book, "You mean this?" he flashed his brother an evil smile as he moved to the opposite side of the table, "What's in here anyway?" "What I put in my journal is none of your business!" Christian replied beginning to get angry. Nemesis's hand darted out snatching the book away from Edge. She tossed it to Christian as Edge sputtered in protest. "A journal is something private. Letting someone read your diary is like letting them read your mind." "You're no fun," Edge pouted as Christian smirked at him before taking his journal back to his room. He'd do a better job of hiding it this time. Gangrel studied Edge and Nemesis over his cup. They kept glancing at each other and Gangrel bit back a smile, "Did you two sleep well," he asked mischievously. Edge looked a bit startled and Nemesis blushed before they both nodded. "Good," Gangrel said innocently, "I want Nemesis rested for her first hunt." Nemesis frowned at this reminder of the nights activities but she pushed the feeling back. She didn't have a choice, to live she had to feed on human blood. "Are you coming, Gangrel?" Edge asked sitting down at the table. The master vampire nodded, "Yes," he sipped his coffee, "I will allow you and Christian to teach her, I merely want to observe her progress." "How soon are we leaving?" Edge asked running his fingers through his hair. "As soon as everyone is ready," Gangrel replied, "Why don't one of you go fetch Christian?" "I'll go," Nemesis volunteered rising to her feet, "Be back in a few." Nemesis walked out of the room and paused at the bottom of the stairs. Curious about her new agility and feeling playful she cast her eyes around her making sure no one was watching and leapt up onto the banister running up them instead of the stairs. Nemesis did a back flip as a dismount and giggled as she landed effortlessly. Moving on down the hall she found Christian's door open and the vampire in question laying face down on his stomach his journal open before him. "Christian?" she called softly as she paused in the doorway. The blonde looked up and flashed her a smile, "Hey, come on in." Nemesis walked into Christian's bedroom slowly as if uncertain. Christian looked up and saw a question in her eyes. "Come here, Little One," he beckoned patting a spot on the bed. She did as she was told looking down at her hands trying to find a place to begin. Christian turned over onto his side and reached out taking one of her hands into his, "What is it?" Nemesis sighed, "I guess I'm just nervous about tonight," she shook her head in frustration, "There's so much I don't know, that I don't understand but . . ." "But what?" Christian pressed gently. Nemesis shrugged, "I guess I'm still angry in a way I guess. I mean I've accepted what I've become and I don't hate Gangrel, but, I don't want to have to hurt anyone. I mean that guy last night was a willing victim . . . but tonight I'll be hunting and taking someone against their will." Christian understood how she felt. He had been angry with Gangrel for changing him, for forcing this lifestyle upon him. Slowly the resentment had faded. Gangrel really wasn't such a bad guy and he looked out for his childer, but how could he make Nemesis understand that? Christian sat up and pulled Nemesis into his lap, "I know that right now you're confused. It's hard to reconcile mortal values with what we must do to survive." He stroked her hair as he struggled to help her, "As for your anger with Gangrel, me and Edge were both furious with him after we were turned, but that anger is pointless. He's taken care of us, protected us, and I guess that's really what counts. He's as much a father to us as our mortal parents were." Nemesis seemed to think this over and finally she nodded, "Thanks, Christian." "No problem," he swatted her leg gently, "Get up they're waiting for us." They walked down the steps together and found Edge and Gangrel waiting at the door. "Took ya long enough," Edge complained impatiently. "Keep your pants on," Christian told him as the group walked out the door, Gangrel pausing to lock it behind them. The elder vampire took the lead taking them towards a local park, "We should be able to find a suitable victim here," he said as they took cover in some bushes. "What am I supposed to do?" Nemesis asked nervously, "Do I have to kill them?" Gangrel shook his head, "No, just make sure their eyes meet yours, you'll be able to get inside their mind and they'll fall into a trance and you take only as much as you need. When they come out of the trance they won't remember a thing." The vampire held a hand up listening to something, and in a minute or two, four teenagers walked into view. "Nemesis," Gangrel hissed, "Take the one in the rear, you should be able to sneak up behind them. Edge, Christian you know what to do." As the group passed them, Nemesis slipped from the shadows creeping up on the young male that was in the back of the group. She felt her teeth elongate in anticipation and out of the corner of her eye saw Edge and Christian also sneak out from their cover waiting for her to strike. Reaching out she grabbed the young man and turned him to face her, his eyes meeting hers as he struggled against her. He became absolutely still as her glittering emerald eyes bore into his brown ones. Vaguely she heard the other teenagers cry out as Edge, Christian and Gangrel struck but she ignored it as she sank her fangs into the boy's neck drinking his sweet blood. She felt a hand on her shoulder and then heard a voice in her ear. "Listen to his heart beat," Edge whispered, "When it starts to slow, you've taken enough." Nemesis found she could indeed hear his heart beating and as it began to slow she withdrew her fangs steadying the swaying youth in her arms. She panted dazed from the feeding. Christian came and wrapped an arm around her as Edge bit his finger letting his blood flow over the fang marks healing them without a trace. "Good job," Gangrel approved softly his eyes meeting that of his youngest, "Let's us be gone before they come out of the trance." Christian gently pulled Nemesis away from the clearing as she looked over her shoulder at the group of teens. Too dazed to sort through her emotions she allowed Christian to guide her. Gangrel smiled to himself as he noticed Christian's protectiveness of his sister and the way that Edge watched over them both. Slowly he saw that Nemesis was coming out of the daze and she became more aware of her surroundings. "You okay?" Edge asked also noticing her return to reality. "Yeah," she nodded, "Why do I keep zoning out after I feed?" "It's natural," Gangrel told her, "all new fledglings experience it. Don't worry in a few more days they should cease to occur." Nemesis nodded, "Do all vampires allow their victims to live?" she asked curiously. Gangrel shook his head, "No," he told her, "I feel that one should not kill when there is no need to but sadly not all vampires feel the same way. Some look at humans the way one would look at a bug." Nemesis nodded as they headed back to the house. If she had to be a vampire she was lucky to have the family she did.