Prince of Blood

3: Changing

Finally, I felt his grip suddenly loosen and I crumbled to the ground like a rag-doll. My entire body was shaking with pain and shock. My hand automatically when to my neck and felt the two wounds. They were still bleeding badly and my gaze flickered up to the vampire standing in front of me. His eyes were glowing like a fire now and my blood that covered his chin and lips made me feel sick to my stomach. I felt weak and the pain still seared through my veins. It wasn't fading and didn't seem like it was going to anytime soon. The vampire was licking the blood off his lips and he made a soft noise that was almost like and purr. After wiping the rest off and licking it from his hand slowly, his glowing eyes locked back onto mine.

"Just as I thought..." He said, slowly crouching down. "You blood is perhaps the most delicious I've had in a long time." 

I was able to resist the force that paralyzed me and quickly jerked back as his hand reached out to touch me. However, I only was able to back up a short ways until the pain suddenly exploded in my neck and I lost concentration. I was frozen in place again. The vampire chuckled.

"My, my, you are rather resistant aren't you?" He said, grabbing the collar of my shirt and yanking me towards him.

This time he didn't hesitant or draw it out like he did before. He lunged forward and his fangs sunk in deep. I screamed. It seemed impossible but the pain doubled somehow. The sick sound of the vampire slurping my blood made me want to throw up. My vision blurred slightly and my arms feel limply at my sides. It was like he was sucking my strength out as well. On and on it went. Somehow...the pain began to turn into more of an odd pleasure. I wasn't completely conscious by the fifth bite but I seem to remember the vampire lifting me up into his arms. His nails grew longer and sharper somehow and he suddenly dug them into the side of his own neck, ripping it open. I had opened my mouth to scream again but a drop of his blood touched my tongue and something happened...my body moved on its own and before I knew it, my mouth was pressing against the wound and the blood of the vampire was draining down my throat. The vampire's hand slipped to the back of my head encouraging me to continue. I couldn't stop myself...his blood...was delicious. The more of it I took, the more I felt a deep hunger grow inside of me. It disgusted me but there was nothing I could do to hold myself back.

"That's right." The vampire said, purring softly again. "Take it all. I know you are craving it."

His voice sounded a little weaker now but he only encouraged me to continue. The blood became sweeter and even more delicious the more I drank and soon, I had lost complete control. My strength had returned and I was standing on my own now. It was like we had switched places; I was holding the vampire firmly and he just waited patiently. Finally, I stopped when the blood seemed to lessen and my eyes opened, slowly realizing the vampire. He fell limply to the ground. Without really thinking, I crouched down and touched the vampire's shoulder. He looked like he was unconscious but his eyes slowly opened at my touch and a thin smile spread across his face.

"You did well." He said with a soft, wicked sounding chuckle. "You're now going to turn into a Pureblood vampire."

My eyes widened slightly and a sudden jolt ran through me. Shocked, I sat down hard on the ground, my breath coming in raspy gasps. My throat felt tight and dry and my body was aching horribly. I let out a cry of pain and dropped down onto all fours. The moment my mouth closed I noticed something and froze stiff. My tongue slowly began exploring my mouth and found two long fangs.

"See? It's starting already. The entire process will take out three days." He said, struggling to sit up.

"You're not finished yet."

He drew me close again and I didn't even hesitate to plunge my new fangs into his neck. The vampire didn't even make a sound but as I began draining the blood from him, he almost collapsed on the ground. I quickly slipped an arm underneath him to hold him up and pulled back, not realizing that there was blood staining my shirt and covering my mouth. Don't ask why, but I felt a strange pity for the vampire. I could see that he was plainly dying but he seemed to be relieved that he was finally fading.

"What's your name?" He asked, keeping his voice strong.

"Nate." I said slowly.

"That is no longer your name anymore." He said. "You need to choose a new name for you are now a new creature." A smirk slipped onto his face. "It's probably a good thing that I'm going to die, because you would have killed me later for what I've done to you."

A tiny prickle of feat ran through my skin but I felt much different now...a lot calmer as if I knew I could do anything. The vampire's eyes were slowly closing and he looked even paler than he had been before. If that was even possible.... He pulled me down near him so I could hear the last few words that slipped from his mouth.

"You are starving...so feed." He whispered, a wick tone to his voice.

The moment the words reached my ears, my vision seemed to become red. A raging hunger exploded in by body and I almost crumpled to the ground in pain. I had to satisfy it. I needed blood.