Chapter 3 BITTEN By: mistude

Thanks to all the reviewers I know this is a week late but my computer broke so now on with the fic!!! P.s. longer chapters are now in place!!!

Midnight scribbler- heather is the girl from Nickolas's first bash in the story the girl he referred to as "frequenting these bashes longer than he had been alive."

I DO NOT OWN THE CARECHTERS IN THIS STORY!!

Holding her tightly Kaleo dragged Heather to the floor. As he restrained her, he pulled her hair away from her shoulders, revealing her pulse point. Gently brushing the hollow of her neck he sighed and whispered "I told you, you would be mine." He smiled fierily as his fangs slid into place. Before Heather could fight Kaleo caught her mind soothing her.

It's o.k. I'm not going to hurt you. Just relax. Kaleo gently broke Heathers defenses down, gaining complete access to her mind.

Heather whimpered as Kaleo leaned down and bit her. Caught between the floor, and Kaleo's body she couldn't move. Yet now she didn't want to, the pressure on her mind was calming. As Kaleo drank the blood Heather couldn't think clearly. Kaleo kept a hand on Heathers neck, and an arm around the girl's waist holding her in place.

Kaleo pulled away after several moments and studied the dying girl. Still holding Heather tightly by the waist he drew a knife. When Cassandra saw the knife she muttered a curse and started to struggle. Kaleo tightened his grip as he tried to calm her. Its okay don't fight, you are safe. He projected the thought directly into Heathers mind. When he realized he wasn't getting anywhere he finally snapped, "If you don't drink from me you WILL die! Is that really what you want?"

"No. I don't want to do die, but I don't want to become one of your kind either." Heather took a shallow breath and continued, "I will NOT become one of your little slave girls!"

"You don't have a choice." Kaleo spoke calmly not allowing room for debate.

Grabbing her neck he forced her to look at him. Opening his shirt he slid the blade across his chest. Blood trickled down his front as he leaned over Heather. Heather turned away but Kaleo forced her to turn back. Bringing his fingers to his wound he painted Heather's lips with his blood. She tasted the bittersweet wine of a thousand ages and could no longer fight. She drew him to her and drank his blood.

Blue lightning was running through her system as the blood entered her body. The vampire blood began to change her immediately, turning her into an immortal. The numbness began to set in as darkness stole her breath. The inevitable feeling of death snaked its way into her mind as she continued to drink the toxin Kaleo was giving her. After a few moments heather fell into unconsciousness, her breathing slowed and she began her transformation into a creature of the night.

Kaleo looked at the dying girl in his arms and smiled he had won, of course he knew he would. She had wanted him but had been afraid of what he was. Now she wouldn't have to be. He set the girl on his bed and covered her with blankets. After a few minutes he rejoined the others at the bash. He knew she had nearly 18 hours before she woke. Moving back down the stairs he heard an interesting conversation.

Figures, Jager, Jared, Fala and Nickolas always do provide some paltry entertainment. Kaleo smiled wryly at this thought and rejoined the group.

"I'm not sure that's a good idea, considering how the last fight went, she would probably kick your ass." Jared laughed at Nickolas's glare.

"As I recall Jared she also managed to get a knife in you as well..." He let the comment hang as Jared growled a curse under his breath.

"Ah. So the host rejoins the party." Jager smirked "you still have some blood on you." Kaleo ignored the comments and turned to Silver "So what are these two arguing about?" Silver responded non-chantilly "they are arguing on whether or not to try and kill Shade." (A renowned vampire hunter of that time)

"I thought she won the last fight." Kaleo smirked as his companions glared at him.

"I suggested that we torture her to death." Fala smiled viciously and continued "but they didn't like that idea."

After a bit of bantering everyone left. After the party ended Kaleo went to feed. As he returned He willed himself to his room. Looking at Heather, he noticed some differences. Her skin was deathly cold and pale, but soft and smooth. Her sees were closed he knew that black would stare back at him if they were. He smiled and laid down next to the girl falling asleep to her fading heartbeat.