"One, two, three, breathe."

Victoria opened her eyes and saw everything like a cat. Her eyes focused on a stain on the ceiling that she couldn't have seen before. She realized that she couldn't breathe. He hands instantly touched her neck to see if she felt a pulse, she felt nothing.

"If I'm in heaven, then why am I in my home?" She whispered.

"You're not I heaven. You're dead though." A voice spoke from her window.

Victoria sat up and her dress fell from around her. She saw her marble skin and gasped. She looked so fit and hard. She wondered how she had gotten this way.

"You said I was dead, so obviously I must be in some type of heaven." She said sarcastically.

"Victoria, you are not in heaven. You're dead but not really. You're….undead."

"Undead?"

"Yes, undead."

"James I don't have time for games."

"I usually do play games but not now." James turned to face her. "As much as your body gets me going, you should put some clothes on." He pointed to her body.

Victoria pulled a cover off of her bed and stood up. She wrapped it around her body and pulled at her hair. Those damn pins were working her nerves. She pulled them out and didn't notice that she pulled some of her hair out. Her hair fell onto her and sculpted her shoulders. She touched her hair seeing that is completely a different color than before, it was more extreme orange like flames.

"Like the look?"

"Huh?" Victoria looked up.

"You were staring at your hair."

"Oh, that. Did you do something to me?"

James smirked.

"What did you do?" Her voice rose.

"I made you better."

"Better?"

"Better, faster, stronger, unbreakable, beautiful."

"What are you talking about?"

"I made you better than everyone else. I made you what people fear."

"Tell me what you did to me!" Victoria growled.

"I made you a vampire!" James was now inches away from her.

"WH-what?" Her hand went to her lips.

"A vampire. I made you a vampire."

She turned away from him, "Those are just fables. Not meant to be true."

"Well they are." James snorted.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"I made you what I am."

"You did not."

"We can continue this conversation until you understand what you are."

"Why? Why James?"

"You had something about you. So that made me make you a vampire."

"You keep saying that."

"What?"

"You made me a vampire."

"Well, I did."

"You didn't."

"Okay Victoria, this is getting stupid. Deal with it."

"You didn't."

"Stop it! What else could I have made you?!"

"You made me yours! You made me for you liking!" She turned back fast to him.

James only looked into her eyes for a moment. He looked hard into her face and sighed. He didn't like it when his creations were whiny and dramatic. He hated it. That's why he would kill them in the end.

"And what if I did?"

That was it for Victoria and she lunged at James. She threw him at the wall and landed in a crouch. James crashed into the wall and into the hallway falling over the stairs. He created a loud thud from the bottom. Victoria ran to the top on the stairs and jumped down. James wasn't down stairs anymore and the door was open. She went to it and stopped.

Her throat was burning uncontrollably. Her eyes blinked quickly and she was overwhelmed by the thirst. She sniffed the air and smelled something too sweet. She instantly walked out of her house headed towards the smell. A figure jerked her back into her home and threw her into the kitchen. It didn't hurt her but annoyed her.

James was now in front of her and growling. She growled back and wrapped her arms around his neck; she slid behind him and began to choke him.

"I can't breathe remember?"

James put his hands on her face and threw her from behind him. She was quick on her feet and landed in a crouch. She whipped he hair from her face and lounged at him again. He dodged her and ran out the back door. She turned and ran after him. She saw that he had run into the woods a couple of blocks away. She smirked and ran towards to woods.

"James! I know you're here. Are you scared James? Are you scared?! I'm not James, I'm fucking mad!" Victoria roared.

Victoria heard footsteps and turned around to catch James jumping on her. They rolled in the grass fighting to get on top but whenever one did, the other pulled them back. Victoria snapped at James throat and James snarled.

"What the hell?"

"It seems that I'm stronger than you. A woman stronger than a man? Ha."

"You're just strong because you're a newborn. But the power wears off babe."

"I guess I'll have to kill you now."

"Try me."

Victoria smiled and put her lips to James neck. He tensed and his eyes opened wide. He'd be damned if this woman was to be the death of him. But she didn't bite him. She only let her lips rest on his neck.

"What are you doing?"

"Have sex with me James."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"I know games, I play them."

"James, I'm naked and I haven't killed you yet."

James eyed her.

"James just come on."

He loosened his grip on her. He slid away from her slightly but she crawled to him. She began to unbutton his shirt. She grew tired of the foreplay and ripped the rest of his clothes away. She kissed him hard, he was reluctant.

"Either you do or you don't." She said.

He looked up at her and kissed her. He threw her to the ground, which made a dent in the Earth, and climbed on top of her. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled his head back. She kissed his neck again and ran her teeth slightly over his shoulder. She let go of his hair and her continued kissing her.

"I'm going to kill you James."

"We'll see."

"We shall."