A/N: Here's the second chapter, enjoy! :)

Darkness, that was all she could see. Opening her eyes had no effect on her vision. But she could hear, she could smell. She heard clicking, a beetle maybe, bugs, insects. She smelled earth, dirt, and sickness. Then she felt something. Hunger, an insatiable hungry hit her belly with the force unknown to man. Then someone or something had grabbed her hand began to pull her upwards.

She broke through the soft dirt easily, she blinked rapidly to get used the light. Looking around her she saw the moon and stars overhead, the tree that was standing a few feet away, and the tombstones that were surrounding them. Them, who was her savior? Who had rescued her from her own grave? She saw him then, covered in dirt, he was tall and shaking the dirt out of his blonde hair. Then he noticed her staring at him.

"Roslyn?" He asked.

"Yes," She answered.

"Do you remember what happened?"

"I must have died, the last thing I remember is lying on the floor with the sickness, Papa was trying to find a doctor but no one would enter our house. Did I die? Is this the afterlife?" She began to observe her surroundings more carefully, was she in heaven or hell?

"You did die, yes, but not from the plague. I killed you. I drained you of your blood and replaced it with mine, and then we were buried together. I am Eric Northman, your maker. You are Roslyn Cutbert, my progeny." He explained.

"What are you saying?" Roslyn asked hesitantly. She didn't like this stranger much.

"You are vampire now, like I am." He let his fangs show now. He saw her eyes widen, he could see her scream building. Eric quickly covered her mouth, "Do not scream." He ordered. "Now, I'll get you fed so we can clean up and meet up with Godric. Come."

Roslyn followed Eric dutifully through the cemetery and into the nightlife of London, or lack thereof. Nobody was leaving his or her homes for anything; no one wanted to catch the plague.

"Wait here, and do not move." Eric left her in an alleyway.

Roslyn nodded, she still had no idea what was going on. She was a vampire?! How had that happened, she wondered idly; until Eric reappeared bringing along with him two people. Roslyn was overcome with desire, she could smell the human's blood, and it smelled delicious. She could hear the blood pumping quickly through their veins.

Click, "May I?" she asked barely able to contain herself.

Eric smiled with amusement, "Of course." He watched as the girl launched herself across the alleyway to grasp one of the humans, the female. She knew instinctively to bite the jugular, where the largest vein was. She was messy, but neatness would come with practice.

Roslyn sucked at the neck of the girl with enthusiasm, nothing had ever tasted so marvelous before, and the warm liquid life flowing from this human's body into her own was amazing. But suddenly there was no more; no more blood came into her mouth. She dropped the body with a frown.

"Why did it stop?" She asked Eric.

"You drained her." Eric couldn't help but laugh at her expression. "Here, try again with this one. This time pay attention to the heartbeat. When you hear it slowing down, you stop. Got that?"

Roslyn nodded and reached for the other human. She was gentler this time, she didn't rip or tear to get more blood out at once, she bit down once and sucked from those two punctures. Roslyn listened for the heartbeat; it was strong for now, so she continued to suck. But then she could hear it get weak. She needed to stop, she had no idea how to, this tasted way too good to stop. She forced her mind to go blank; no thoughts of the delicious substance were allowed, blank, white, nothing.

She let go of the man she had been feeding on. Roslyn stumbled away from him; she didn't want to tempt herself into finishing him off.

"Well done, little one." Eric praised. "Not many baby vampires can stop themselves like that."

Roslyn smiled at Eric's words. She was still confused, but she recognized Eric's superior role. He was all she had at that moment, so she may as well work to please him.

"Would you like to clean yourself up now?" Eric asked.

Roslyn looked down at herself, her clothing was dirty and ripped, and her skin was dirtier, her hair was also filthy and matted. She nodded.

As they began walking Eric asked her, "Why won't you speak to me, other than to answer a direct question?"

"Women should be seen and not heard from, they should leave matters to the men." She answered sounding like a textbook. Roslyn had had that drilled into her head at a very young age.

"Well it will be different when you are with me, I created you to be my companion, I want you to talk to me and to speak your mind."

"Alright," Roslyn smiled.

"You are no longer human and therefore you do not have to give in to their trends. You may be a woman, but that does not mean you will not talk. How old are you anyways?"

"Seventeen, if it wasn't for the plague I was to be married by now." Roslyn answered sadly.

"Did you already have a suitor?" Eric asked.

"Yes, actually; although he died a few months ago from the plague. So unfortunate, it would have been a nice match for me especially, I would have been a real lady." She giggled. "I would have attended fancy parties and worn beautiful gowns. Oh! It would have been lovely." Roslyn exclaimed.

"Do you wish you had not been turned vampire?" he asked softly.

"Oh no! Now a whole new world has opened up, I am still very confused. But I am excited about my future, one where I get to live, where I will escape London and her smothering walls." Roslyn laughed, "Thank you very much, Eric." She beamed at him.

He laughed, "You're welcome. Come now, this is where Godric and I are living. I will get someone to draw you a bath… or two."

Oooo

Roslyn had a hard time controlling her urges around the human servants; she had fed on two humans that night, yet she could have easily drained a dozen more. But the encouraging looks form Eric kept her in line. She was amazed at the finery that Eric lived in, that she now lived in. The servants helped her into a simple dress and then she made her way into the sitting room where Eric was.

He was already cleaned up; he had been covered in dirt and blood as well. He smiled when she entered the room.

"Little one, you sure do clean up nicely." He took her hand and kissed it.

Blushing Roslyn thanked him. "Eric, will I not be able to say goodbye to my father? He did so much for me, I'd like to bade him farewell before I embark upon my new life."

"I suppose so, the circumstances are different with you, as your father sought Godric and I out to make you a vampire. Usually the family will assume you died or went missing. We will wait for Godric to return before we go anywhere though." Eric explained.

Roslyn nodded her head and sat down obediently beside him.

Oooo

While they waited, Eric studied the girl in silence. Her blonde hair now shone in the candlelight, it was a soft blonde, the kind Eric wouldn't mind running his fingers through. Her face was pleasant to look upon, now with her translucent skin and bright green eyes, she was beautiful compared to the sick girl he had encountered earlier. She had a slender body with generous curves that fit her dress magnificently. Eric could see how she could have moved up in status by marriage, she was a beautiful creature that any man would have been lucky to have on his arm.

It didn't take long for Godric to return; unfortunately he had brought Nora back with him. Nora was the reason they were in London in the first place; Godric had spotted her and decided she would make an excellent edition to their family. He was planning on turning her and taking her under his wing as his second progeny.

"Eric how fares the newest member of our family?" Godric asked smiling.

"She's doing fine, she has taken to the lifestyle well. I made sure she fed as soon as she woke up, and I am now thinking of where I ought to put her when the sun rises." Eric answered.

"Ah yes, well I would say keep her with you. I will be with Nora tonight, I have decided to turn her." Godric said.

The girl standing with him looked around fearfully.

"Hello," Roslyn greeted her, "Do not be afraid, being a vampire is wonderful."

Eric couldn't help the snort of laughter that he emitted. He reached out to gently shush Roslyn.

Godric looked amused, "You are enjoying yourself then?" He asked her.

"Oh yes, the feeding only mildly disturbed me, in fact I feel as though it should have made me feel disgusted with myself, I however enjoyed it immensely, especially since Eric showed me how not to kill the people. I love my new senses the most though, being able to see, hear, smell, and feel everything to a whole new degree is truly amazing. I am very grateful that I awoke a vampire tonight." Roslyn spoke earnestly.

"Good choice then Eric, it seems your gut feeling was correct." Godric congratulated Eric.

"Thank you." Eric bowed his head, "Actually, Roslyn wanted to know if she could tell her father goodbye before we leave London. I assume we will be leaving soon?"

"Yes, we will be leaving in a few days time. She may say her goodbyes, and then you need to educate her Eric. She needs to know the vampire traditions and customs."

"Of course."

"See you tomorrow night." Godric waved as he exited the house with the dark haired girl.

"She will be a vampire also?" Roslyn asked.

"Yes, she will wake up tomorrow night as one of us. For now though, let us worry about you." Eric turned to her.

"Did I do something wrong?" Roslyn asked fearfully.

"No of course not." Eric smiled gently. "Come with me." He held out his hand to her. She took it and followed him out of the sitting room and up the stairs.

Before entering his bedroom Roslyn suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" he questioned.

"I should not be allowed into your bedroom. It is not right for a lady to do so."

Eric laughed. "Human things like that do not apply to us. We are vampire and we may do whatever we like. Besides our bond goes deeper than that of marriage." Eric slid his arm around her waist and took her into the room.

"We have a bond?" Roslyn asked, looking around the room.

"Yes, I am your maker, you are my progeny. You are like a child to me."

Roslyn pouted, "I do not want to be your child."

Eric laughed again, "Alright then, I will not call you my child. However our bond is similar to that of a parent-child bond. I can call you, and you will know where I am no matter where you are."

"That's neat." Roslyn began pondering the supposed bond she now shared with Eric, "Can a bond be broken?"

"Only if the maker releases his or hers progeny." Eric looked serious.

"You won't release me anytime soon, will you?" Roslyn asked.

"No, little one, I will not." Eric smiled at her, she return his smile.

"So, shall I sleep here with you?" She asked shyly.

"Yes, you will sleep her with me. The sun will be rising soon, lets get into bed and I will tell you more about being a vampire."

"Okay." Roslyn went and sat on the bed.

"Are you planning on sleeping in your dress?" Eric smirked at her.

Roslyn frowned as she watched Eric fiddling with his bowtie, and then tossing it aside and he started unbuttoning his shirt. "No one's ever seen me without my clothes on. What if I'm ugly?" She whispered softly.

"There is no way you will be ugly. But if you'd like, I will blow out the candles before you undress, that way I will not be able to see you." Eric proposed.

"Yes that seems alright."

Eric rolled his eyes as he took off his trousers and walked to the candles that were distributed around the room. He blew out each one until they were drenched in darkness. "Better?" he asked crawling under the covers.

"Very much, yes." Roslyn said.

Eric could hear the fabric of her dress being taken off, and then felt the bed dip as she climbed in beside him. "Come here, little one. Come closer, I promise I won't do anything inappropriate… until you want to that is." He smirked as she gently smacked him.

"That is not ladylike or gentlemanly to discus." She contradicted.

"Like is said earlier, Rosalyn, we are not human, therefore we do not have to follow their traditions." Eric said gently wrapping his arm around her and drawing her closer to him.

"Tell me more about vampires." Roslyn tried to distract him.

"Oh alright." Eric sighed.

He held her close that day and talked until she fell asleep. He couldn't help but smile, he had no idea becoming a maker would feel like this. Eric felt as though the world revolved around Roslyn now, it had completely shifted. She was constantly in his mind, always wondering where she was and if she was all right. Now he understood why Godric would never have made two vampires at the same time. He was very glad Godric had urged him to make Roslyn, she would be a welcome distraction to the jealousy Eric was sure he would feel when Godric returned with a new progeny.

Bringing Roslyn a little bit closer he snuggled up against her, he was also glad that Roslyn was female, how useless would a male progeny have been for him.