Chapter 6: Recountal

Fern closed her eyes. She bent down next to Leo's neck, and released that night's unbridled hunger. While some vampires suckled at a human's necks like hungry infants, Fern preferred to drink with the gusto of a barrel-chested gentleman in a beer chugging contest. Leo, of course, was not an exception. Eric had been inconceivably right about the sweet, addicting flavor of his blood. It was better than any human's blood she had ever tasted in all her 260 years of vampirism. There was something homely and familiar about his taste that she was too distracted to try and identify. As fern gulped, she felt the feeble beating of his heart-his pulse was weakening with each pump of blood into her mouth. She wanted so badly to undo the entire night. Why couldn't he have been just like every other human to me? He does not deserve a living death. He does not deserve it…he does not deserve to feel the pain that I have…

Leo Hoffman's soporific life was coming to an end. In the second that his heart had almost slowed to nothing, a gurgle of blood seeping out of his own mouth, Fern gently pulled her fangs out and stared intently at the floor. She was ashamed of herself.

"Did I not tell you he was delicious? I never go back on my word" Eric said jokingly. He had been sitting at his desk, watching Fern suffer through the killing process and smiling his smug, ass-hole smile.

"You're…a monster…" Fern snarled.

"Oh, don't give me that insolence. You haven't had a problem killing humans until now. Besides- you could have just given him your blood to heal. This was ultimately your decision."

"You knew I wanted him! You knew and you drank from him! I couldn't bear to let him go on living as a human and be afraid of me forever!"

Eric let out a sort of growl and slammed his hand onto his desk, upsetting a lamp and a stack of papers. Fern averted her gaze down to Leo's motionless face. His eyes were still closed, his mouth partly open, a thin stream of blood still oozing down his pale chin.

"If you don't give him your blood, you know what will happen" Eric hissed.

With a sharp glare up at the man who had instigated the terrible change that was about to happen to her Leo, Fern held up her wrist and sank her fangs into her own frozen capillaries. She gently opened Leo's mouth and placed her wrist above it. Her blood leaked into his mouth slowly, but then faster as she squeezed it out. She had never shared her own blood with a human. It was new, terrible experience.

"I'm sorry", she whispered, "I'm so, so sorry."

"That should be about adequate. Come, take your human and I'll show you the closest grave yard. By nightfall two days from now, he will rise vampire- and you will rise as his eternal maker."

. . .

It had been a while since Fern had been underground. The cold wetness of the dirt did not suffocate her or seep into her orifices as it would a human, but rather, it engulfed her in a comforting blanket. She distantly heard Eric finish covering the 6-foot grave with dirt, and then disappearing back into the night. Maybe she had been wrong to blame him for Leo's demise. Perhaps a companion was what she needed after alone for so long. She wouldn't have to kill her victims. Leo's beautiful, adult exterior could catch all the meals they could ever want. Perhaps, She thought, we could even do…that…with each other.

She wrapped her tiny arms around his waist, letting her forehead rest up against his back. He still smelled as wonderful as he had before. But he no longer possessed the warm glow of a human that she had first taken such a liking to.

"I'm going to tell you my story", Fern whispered through the dirt, "I'm going to tell you because you need to know why I am such a miserable, misunderstood creature. My maker never warned me what my new life was going to be like. But I, I know better than that."

So next chapter is going to be solely based on Fern's life. Her miserable childhood, her terrible new life, and her disgusting maker.

Also- I'm going to warn you that I may change the rating to "M" because Fern's maker is obviously a sick bastard. Meh.