People walked around us. Enjoying their lives. Blood was pulsing through their veins, this new vision of mine was a million times clearer than my human vision. It seems like a transparent glass was taken out of my way. I see things differently now, clearer. I can see every speck of dust floating in the air and on the ground. I can see the expression on a person's face even if I'm miles away, every crease and folds of their forehead. And my sense of hearing! I can eavesdrop on anyone within a ten-twenty miles radius. The strength and speed are exhilarating. I love the feeling of the air in my face blowing my hair behind me. Running really beats a fast sports car or a motorcycle on a highway. The only bad thing about this new life of mine is the high sense of smell and - the thirst. Even how much I resent the thirst inside me, it keeps coming back to the surface and breathing the scent of those humans doesn't help. I stopped breathing for an hour before but I can't resist the instinct of breathing, and Norwel told me to breathe so I won't be suspicious.

Norwel brought me to this crowded place in a city that I have never heard of and been to. The place was like in an old-time movie. Cobbled stones, washed up colours of the walls of the houses that were tightly squeezed together on either side of the narrow streets. A wide plaza was in the middle of the crowded city, the narrow streets all lead here.

Norwel flashed a smile at me.

"What are we doing here?" I asked. It was too crowded for hunting. We would be exposed of our true identity.

"We're going to get you registered." he whispered so only I could hear.

The people around us looked at us suspiciously. Their beady eyes sizing us up and down and whispering next to person beside them.

Registered? Do new vampires need to be registered? I didn't know vampires need registration. I suddenly thought of fishing and how people need registration to fish. Is that why vampires need to be registered, to hunt?

"We need you registered to let other vampires know that you already belong to someone else" he explained.

Belong to someone else? Is this like being a pet now?

Someone brushed up on my shoulder. It wasn't that easy to avoid contact in this hard - packed place. The strangers scent lingered on to my skin. The smell had all my other senses tingling with excitement. I was thirsty. I haven't fed on blood yet since I woke up. Everybody around me were food. Everyone had that special tangy tantalizing liquid inside them. It made my mouth water with thirst.

Norwel put his arm around my waist to restrain me from pouncing a nearby human. He semi-dragged me to an alley way surrounded by tall dark buildings. The buildings had small windows on every floor and a small door situated in the middle.

"Vampires who made another vampire would have some kind of bond impacted on them. I took some of your blood and you have some of mine in you." Norwel said while his eyes were straight forward.

A bond. So that's why I was feeling something strong between us and that was why he knew what I was feeling and what was on my mind. He could hear everything what I was thinking on my mind. I thought at first that mind reading came with being a vampire. All I could sense from him was his feelings and his aura. I didn't have mind reading like him. But I wish I did.

"The human who became a vampire belongs to their creator. If another vampire tries to bite them then the old bond would break and would be replaced by a new bond. I don't want to lose you to another vampire that's why we're going to have you registered and stamped."

He was my master and I was his servant in short. I belong to him and nobody else. It felt nice knowing that I belonged to someone who feels strongly about me too. He cared about me; he didn't want to lose me. I felt the same thing about him too, maybe stronger.

Oh, why haven't I met him before I died? It would have been great to know that somebody cares about me than living in sadness knowing that nobody loves except for my mother and sister.

We stopped in front of an old building just like the other ones beside it. It had a few stairs leading down to the door. He let go of my waist and walked before me to the door. My waist felt light and cold. I missed the strong arm that was beside me already. I followed him down the steps to the last platform.

Norwel knocked three times on the metal door. A peep hole slid open in the middle of the door. The eyes that met us were red. A really deep red. Norwel's eyes became the same colour in seconds. They didn't talk or do some secret sign to let us in. Then the door opened to let us in.

Norwel nodded to me and held my hand. I held his without hesitation. Both of us went inside the dimly lit vast room. From the outside it looked as if the whole room would be small and cramped but inside it was exactly the opposite. I think that the whole room was built under the very streets of this small town.

Other vampires were lounging around. Different vampires from around the world were gathered around this place. All of them were carefree and were... were being vampires. They kept biting and licking each other; some even had tall glasses of blood, straws were sticking out. They drank it as if it was just normal juice. For me, it looked disgusting, wrong, cannibalistic and was so unnatural but another side of me says it was all right, it was natural and it was sooo tempting. I licked my lips while I stared at a vampire biting her companion. He was human I could tell from his heartbeat. Nobody here held their true identity in. They let it out in the open.

Norwel dragged me to one of the far off corners. It was where a booth stood. A booth that looked like of a gypsy's but this one had black ripped curtains concealing only a small partial amount of a wooden desk. Norwel pulled the curtains to reveal a small aging man sitting on a high chair. His spectacles clung onto his big sharp nose. His tiny face was almost hidden behind the huge sixties glasses. He looked more of an elf than an elderly vampire.

Behind him metal drawers and stacks of paper towered after him. If all of those books and papers fell down he would be crushed. He looked up at us, his face contorted with annoyance and anguish. I noticed that he was sitting upon thick books too, just to make himself higher. The tall chair wasn't enough.

I bit my lips to stop myself from laughing out loud. Beside me, Norwel's feelings became lighter. I could feel that he was trying hard not to laugh either.

"Norwel what a surprise seeing you here." the small vampire elf said.

Even his voice was small. I hid my face in Norwel's shoulder. It was better not seeing him than hearing him and staring at him.

"And who is this new lovely young lady? I guess you finally had the guts to change someone." the elf vampire continued.

Norwel just nodded. He knows how this small creature could be so dangerous. He was powerful even though he was small. More powerful than Norwel.

"I guess you came here to get her enlisted." he said pulling out a piece of paper from the metal drawer. He also took out a feather and a bottle of ink from under the desk.

Norwel nodded again. He placed back his arm around my waist. I felt him shift forward a bit. I looked up at his face. Norwel was staring at someone beside him. Another vampire, he was looking at me and sizing me up and down. Norwel snarled under his breath. I could feel the rumble in his hollow chest. The other vampire gazed at him for a second then back to me and left without coming closer to us.

"Now, now. Tell me your name miss." I saw the little man staring at me waiting for my answer.

His dark ancient eyes studied my face. He was reading my every move.

"Dawn. Her name is Dawn." Norwel answered for me when I couldn't answer quickly.

He kept his eyes on me for a second before writing it down on a box. He scribbled more words onto the sheet before facing the sheet to us. "Please, sign here." he indicated with his index finger to a huge square box in the lower right corner of the page.

I waited for him to give me the feather to sign my name but he never gave it to me. I looked at Norwel to ask if he had a pen on him. He shook his head and put his index up to his mouth biting it with one of his fangs. He let go of me and blood oozed from his finger. It dropped onto the paper inside a box in the left corner of the paper.

"Your turn ma'am." the man said.

Now I know what to sign with. I bit my index finger and let a drop of blood fall onto the paper.

The man quickly turned the paper back to him and signed onto it too.

I looked up at Norwel. My hunger was really overpowering me. In five to ten minutes, I wouldn't be able to control myself anymore. I might attack someone in here. Norwel knew exactly what I wanted. He whispered in my "Later, we need to get this done first."

I nodded, understanding. I guess we need a fishing ticket before we fish.

"Okay, now give me your left hand." the man motioned his hand to me.

I reached out to him afraid that he might do something scary like bite my finger. Instead of biting me, he stamped my hand with red ink. When I could get my hand back, I stared at the image stamped onto my hand. It was like a symbol, an emblem with circles, triangles and different patterns. I stared at it for a while until it disappeared before my eyes.

What was the point of having a stamp when it's only going to disappear?

"You're free to go." the elf-man said. "Be careful of the outside world, miss." he warned me before pulling back the curtain in front of him.

I stood there confused before Norwel pulled me. Why would I be careful? I was immortal now. I don't need protecting. I can protect myself. I was stronger and much faster than I was when I was a human.

"Come on, we need you to feed on some blood. You must be really thirsty." Norwel said as he swerved me from the maze of tables and vampires.

The sound of blood made my throat dry. I could feel something poking my lips. When I touched it to see what it was sharp curving fangs met my finger. Slowly, every bit of my human side were gradually creeping away and was being replaced by my animal side.

Norwel picked me up and dashed forward to the bare streets of the unknown town. He knew how hungry I was and he knew how much dangerous I am right now.