Forever Young

I choked at first, trying to down the blood of the man they had saved for my kill. At first I thought David may have ripped open my throat to the point I'd not be able to swallow, but it seemed only thing his fangs made short work of was my vein and vocal cords. Once the first squirt of blood hit my mouth, I couldn't stop, I didn't want to stop. It was too much and the vampire was happy to finally be sated and it felt good, real good and tasted good.

Nothing has tasted good to me since my turning, least of all the animal blood. I had pictured an eternity drinking this stuff and being repulsed by the taste, not just the fact I would kill for it, but it really wasn't that bad. I lifted up from the body in the sand, blood was all over me, mine, my victims, their victims, it was like I been through a gory ritualistic coming of age ceremony... Maybe I have. I didn't feel different from when I was human as far as who I am. I couldn't bring myself to feel guilt over killing, it felt natural, it felt right to do, food was food even if it meant living humans. No longer did I feel need to fight that alien part of me wanting to urge me to do things or react, it doesn't feel alien to me anymore, instead humanity is the alien now, I'm no longer part of it.

How much more different am I now than was i before the finial step from humanity? I'm still able to think for myself, feel as before, aside the lack of sentiment towards life. I thought of my family and felt that I still cared for them, that was a relief, I wasn't just going to be a completely heartless killer, my family still means something even if I mus kill to survive now.

My hand runs over the mark across my throat, this mark wasn't just going to go away and I had bled out most of my own blood, yet the wound had closed, not healed, it was a ragged mess, just no longer open up like it was. Some strange part of me acknowledges this mark as something significant, not just a game to get me to kill.

" You son of a bitch!" My ability to anger was still intact and I lunge at David. I could have died, would have if I refused, the bastard had decided to gamble with my life for one of his little games and something else my mind's just barely aware of or can understand. I'm barely able to think clearly, I'm snarling and have managed to get my fangs sunk into Davids shoulder, I wanted to hurt him for playing with my life. Maybe this bull shit will be over with now that he's gotten what he wanted, me fully in their pack.

I'm flipped over and David is on top of me growling, the side of his face has four long tears from where my claws had cut the skin. His growl softens when I calm down and just glare at him. I'm stunned when he suddenly lowers his mouth and licks across my cheek, I probably should have expected this is some way, he's been so obsessed with me that had to be more than "replacing" a long lost pack member.

" This is why I like you Micheal, you have so much fire." David chuckles. " I wasn't taking a chance I'd be killing you, I knew you would make the choice, the right choice. You are a killer, it's in you." David lifted up off me and stood.

He was right, I made the choice, but I'm not a killer. I glance at the body, then again, he's right, I killed, I'm no different from him." What happened? How is it I feel nothing for murder, but I know I'm still me?!" I would never have killed a man before, not without a damned good reason, how can I not feel anything? How am I the same yet have these differences at the same time?

" You've changed, you will feel towards your pray no different than you felt towards your prey as a human." David pauses and watches me. I had no idea what he meant. " It's simple, have you ever felt bad about eating a burrito?" David chuckles when I shake my head, I wasn't sure what he meant, but I had an idea. " We change, think of it as, say evolving, you're taking on a newer higher form from your previous self, your mind would have to change to fit this. Before you ate cooked animal and plants and felt nothing of it no guilt."

" Now you're not raised from birth to accommodate this new state of existence, so the change has to change your thoughts on what you eat. That means you will not think of feeding on humans any different then you thought of feeding at a taco stand. We're different in many ways from humans Micheal, but we are still ourselves, we just have to live by our natures and obey our instincts or it will be a very miserable eternity." David holds his hand out to offer me help up.

" I don't see how it's possible." I almost swat his hand away, but I don't and accept it.

" We can fly, how is that possible?" David questioned.

" I..." I shut my mouth, I had no retort for that question, his point was taken. " I don't see how I can be me and still kill people without a care though."

" It's not something you should bother thinking on, I find existence a lot more fun if I don't try to make understanding of everything." David Puts an arm over my shoulders and walks me towards our bikes while Marko grabs my victim and tosses it into the fire.

" I didn't want this." I mumble, I didn't have it in me to fight David off, I was a bit tired out mentally from everything, from the past several weeks of turning and then finding out my brother has a hair problem. David was being strangely pleasant to me now. His tone was casual and friendly towards me and not a hint of amusement or that he was being smug.

" None of us do, we don't get a choice, it's better to not be asked. I don't want someone that will say yes, only gullible idiots and psychopaths say yes to something they don't understand and no human no matter who they think they are can understand what it is to be what we are. It's better to just trick someone who's just looking to fit in, even if it's a gang of punks." David had a point. " It is the best way to thin out who can survive the change and come out with their mind still intact."

I wouldn't say yes to this, not with a choice. " But why would you want to turn someone to start with? If no one wanted it, including you, even if you want to replace a former dead pack mate."

" Why not? I am what I am now, so are you, it's our nature to turn those we deem fit for it. For us it was finding a perfect member of our pack, replace our missing pack member. The bond of a pack is a very strong and driving force Micheal, even newly turn you feel it, more so if you already had them as a form of family when human. So we do what we can to reseal that broken bond." David sat waiting for me to take my position on my bike, he was being very informative now, which was unexpected.

:: You're one of us, we will let you know what you need to know, sides you'd find out anyway.:: Pauls' voice suddenly rings in my head, making me wince.

Another question pops to mind, how come there was no success till I arrived, other than the one my grandpa killed?

:: Easy answer: Max. He had a loose weakening control on us and didn't much like me expanding, he didn't kill Star because she's meek and hardly a threat to the control he had on us. Max wouldn't kill you when it would make problems for him to get your mom to say yes, he would be angry, but overlook you. You ended up a perfect opportunity to avoid a nasty mess and fill our void.:: David is speaking in my mind now and it's going to take some getting used to. I didn't much like that he knows what I'm thinking. :: The one your grandpa had killed was another attempt to steal someone from under Max when he decided to turn the mother.::

**** Mate Drop ****

:: It could be worse.:: Marko was behind me and started poking at the scaring on my neck. :: It's not going to go away, but he doesn't want it to heal.::

" What?" I wasn't comfortable with doing the telepathy thing they, we have. :: What do you mean?:: I still tried it and found it was something that came naturally.

:: You're his now, we aren't very picky about males or females, our nature tends to not care about gender.:: Marko sounds casual and is still poking the scarred up skin. :: He must really want you to not have waited.::

:: What the hell is that supposed to mean?!:: I near screeched out, no focus, just screeched out mentally, which got me looks from Dwayne and Paul sitting on the couch and David from his wheel chair.

:: You don't want to attract his attention so soon.:: Marko throws up that Cheshire cat grin of his and puts his hand over his mouth, looking at me intently. :: You're his, he's marked you as such, why he tore at your throat the way he did.::

:: Are you telling me David wants me as a boyfriend?:: It was a thought I kept putting aside, not wanting to think of David as being attracted to me, it was just to creepy for words.

:: His mate, like I said we don't really care for gender. He wants you as his companion, gender preference is a human thing, male, female it's all te same to us, how else do you think a group of us could live in a cave for a century with no girls?:: Marko sounded amused.

:: You had sex... With each other?:: I couldn't, I didn't want to picture them having sex with each other, but then I also could ad there was an appeal to it.

:: Yup, it also strengthens our pack bound too, we're very close nit family, you'll see fairly soon.:: Marko looks like he wants to poke my scab some more.

So not only am I killer, I'm a sexual fiend, that builds vampire family bounds by... Screwing my vampire family who happen to be all males.

:: Just how we are, you'll have fun though, do like David said, don't think about it, it's a lot funner if you accept and don't think about. :: Marko pats my shoulder and walks over to sit next to Paul.

I hope Sam does not ask personal questions about what I am... Who am I kidding, he's going to ask a million and one of them.