I'm in London again next week, but I promise I have some good'uns before I leave :D Speaking of leaving…

Eva wasn't unsure or hesitant of leaving. The minute she woke she was well aware of what she needed to do, and leaving Eric her maker, her protector, wasn't an obstacle.

In all honesty, she hated Eric for what he'd done to her.

She'd hated the man from the moment she'd woken into her new life, but she had to appreciate the fact he saved her life. However, she decided she wouldn't mind death that much.

Eva wasn't a scared girl, she wasn't easily rattled and she'd never thought about death. She'd never really not done anything for fear of what could happen, fear wasn't a valid excuse to her. Though, where had that attitude got her?

She was trying to ignore the fact that when she passed a mirror, she hated the sight of her beautiful face. Or when she noticed something felt different on her skin, she wanted to cry. And when her fangs appeared and she panted over her desire to drink a person's blood, she wanted to kick a wall in. She could as well, very easily, but Eric was keeping a close eye on the girl.

Not close enough apparently, for the night Eva left, she disappeared into the night like smoke and it was a while before Eric noticed she was gone.

Their relationship had changed drastically since the transformation two weeks ago. They we're much different people with each other and unlike other makers and young vampires, Eva and Eric immediately took on a Father, Daughter situation. No, not quite. Eric wasn't father material, but he kept a fair restraint on Eva and was a good mentor to her. Pam could be a distraction, and at other times a big help to Eva. She would tease and harass Eva, mostly out of curiosity, but she made a consciences effort to help Eva along.

Though both were unsure how to take Eva at times, she was unlike other young vampires they'd met. Sometimes they reminded her a little of Bill Compton, in the way she grasped onto her value for human life. Though her will was much stronger.

Eric had tried to test his relationship with Eva; he'd cornered her in his office once or twice with his crooked smile, bending over her. She never responded to his advances, and Eric remembered how resilient she was in her human life. Had she brought her determination to her after life?

Remembering how close he once got, Eric cursed himself. He was frustrated he hadn't had sex with the girl yet, now she was his vampire creation and she still didn't yield to him.

When Eva left he knew exactly where she'd run off too. In her human life she swayed towards the other vampire more, and it was proving the same in her new life. He could have called her back as her master, he could have caught her up and brought her back before she reached the boy, but he saw his opportunity in the future. He swore he'd have Eva someday. He wouldn't need to use his control or influence; he could see her crying into his arms. Her vampire employers, whoever they were, surely wouldn't accept her back now she'd been changed by a vampire from a different state. She would be tainted; they'd be suspicious of her. They'd surely see her as young and wild and at the will still of her maker from a rival state. She'd run back to him, crying and vulnerable.

To Eric's great surprise, the thought of her so distraught angered him.

Running through the darkness with the great determination she always had, Eva thought of Eric. Did she really hate him? Did she hate him or did she hate herself now and was referring the hatred? She'd left without a thought for him, but now she had left, he was playing on her mind. He was her maker after all, her savoir many times over, the man she'd almost tumbled into bed with as well. He'd been there for her, she couldn't deny it. He was an indifferent, sex driven, egotistical, selfish creature, but something in him seemed almost thoughtful to Eva. He had motives for everything he did, but surely not all his motives we're bad were they?

Eva wondered if she'd see Eric again soon.

As if the future were whispering to her, she knew she would.