Goes along with this short story... other link follows to first one http://www.kh-vids.net/showthread.php?t=34277 I finally was one of them. I was something every mortal would fear and something new that I could learn to cope with. It wasn’t as easy as I thought. The smell of blood was now so tempting, and I couldn’t resist. I wanted it. I could smell Angel’s blood from a mile away, and it was so hard not to just want to have a little taste. He helped me in more ways than one. He helped with the pain I had to endure for a week. That was the worst. I never was in so much pain in my life, but from what I can tell, my broken arm healed wondrously. After the week of fire enduring pain, it was time for me to develop my powers. I didn’t know what I would get. Would I be able to see the future like Angel? There were so many possibilities that would allow me to be able to help someone. So this is my story… and I am no longer Santeria. I cast away that name. If I shall start a new life, then I shall begin it the way I want. I wouldn’t be able to go back to my mom and my other older sister. I wouldn’t be able to see any more of my friends. I wouldn’t be able to do anything. “Is something wrong?†Angel asked me, as I realized we were both still flying in the air. We both had wings now, which was a permanent side effect. I never saw his unless he flew, but I kept mine out to show off. His are just black, and they are so thin. It’s like looking at the skin of a small dog that was shaved bald, like a Chihuahua. Mine were white, with feathers, like an angel’s wings. If only I had the matching halo. My new outfit is a long white dress. It is very beautiful, and I hoped it would make me stand out more. “No. At least, I don’t think so,†I said, fluttering around in the air. He reached out and grabbed my hand. It was so warm. I was still a new vampire, and my blood was pure cold, another side effect. It would be weeks before I get my normal body temperature back up. Angel said that I should have the body temperature in the 50’s. I wasn’t sure how that was possible and I can still be living, but what he says goes. “You can tell me anything. You know that Santeria,†he said. I groaned in unhappiness. “I told you. I’m not Santeria anymore,†I told him, with a small chuckle. He smiled. “Then what is your name?†he asked with a big grin. I never really thought of a new name. I wanted something to match my personality, my looks, me! “I still haven’t got that figured out yet,†I said, looking ahead in the clouds. He rubbed my hand against his face, and flew in front of me. “Then what shall I call you?†he asked me, his eyes romantic. I hated how he did that to me, and made me fall in love with his beautiful eyes. He has a sort of trick, that whenever I look into his eyes, secrets spill out. “Just call me…….†I stuttered, thinking for a while. “Angel?†he asked me with a grin. I frowned, and then chuckled softly. “I’m not stealing your name,†I said still looking ahead watching where I was going, careful not to hit any mountains. I looked back over and he had a large frown on his face, with the matching puppy dog eyes. “What?†I asked, wondering what exactly it was I had done to him. I knew that stare. It was the, I-wish-I-never-turned-you-into-a-vampire look. “I think that is a lovely name…†he said, stroking my hair as he got close to me. “Of course, Angel and Angel, that sounds like a great couple,†I said sarcastically. He seemed upset now. “What’s wrong with the name Angel?†he asked me, seemingly offended. I stared at him, my eyes full or seriousness. “Nothing is wrong. I love that name. It’s just not the right one for me,†I said... He seemed to calm down a bit more. I looked at him, comfortingly. “I’m sorry Angel. I shouldn’t have gotten you so worked up,†I said, reaching for his hand once more. He looked up at me, and smiled, without showing his perfect white teeth, and touched my hand softly once more. The warmth made me shiver for some reason… Then I realized it wasn’t his warmth, but it was his touch. I could smell the incredulous aroma all over him. My eyes changed colors. From aqua to pure red, and my teeth were now in plain site. A pulse ripped throughout my body, and made me scream out loud. He grabbed my hands, and twirled me around in the air, until he was suddenly behind me, with my arms crossed around the front part of my body, and he had me in his arms secure. “Fight it!†he yelled in a whisper in my ear. I was snarling and growling, as the pulses continued to rip throughout my body. I was screaming, shrieking, and snarling, as a canine would. I was pushing to bite him, but somehow he was able to keep safe. I turned my head and tried to bite him once more, but he wouldn’t allow it. He still held my body in his large grasp, until I tired out, and all my muscles relaxed. I went limp, and fell motionless, but my eyes lay open. He caught my body and held it close to his body, as he saw my eye color change back to blue. “You need to feed,†he said, flying his body down to the ground. It was just a few minutes later that we were set in a large grassland type area. We’d been flying for a few days, and I’d say by now we were somewhere in Africa. We fly a pretty good speed. The max I can fly now is 100 mph, and his max is at 200, but he stays the same pace with me, and never complains. He set my body down on the first tree he saw, and told me to keep quiet. He crouched down, and soon his body disappeared. I watched closely in the medium tall grass and watched him start his hunt. I haven’t tasted blood yet, but it’s been driving me crazy. All I want is his blood. He soon approached an antelope. He snuck behind it, and I could see from there, his eyes not changing to red, but to pure black, nothing but black. He leaped forward, attacking the antelope, biting its neck, wrestling around with it, until it hit the ground. He wiped his mouth and looked back over at me, with a grin. And in a flat second, he and the baby antelope were right at the tree. “Here… Please feed. Your thirst for blood is going off the meter, and you’re weakening…†he told me. I looked at him, the color reed pulsing through my body. Every time my heart would pulse, I would react in a surge. He looked very worried, and bit the antelope, making a large wound, allowing its blood to flow out. He put some in his hand and held it to my face. “Please drink,†he said. I looked into his eyes and they were now blue. I looked down, and sipped the liquid into my mouth. He saw my eye color flashing lighter when my pulse came to calm. My feeding frenzy began there. I hopped up, crazed, and it was just so hard to not stop. I fed for what seemed like hours, and I just couldn’t stop. I fed and fed, and once I felt his cool touch on my shoulder, I looked at him, and snarled so loud that it could not have been me. “Slow down, before you bust,†he chuckled. He wiped some essence of blood off the corners of my lips using his thumb. He wiped his hand in the grass, and I looked at him with saddened eyes. “Are you not going to feed?†I asked him, wiping off my mouth now, my urge for blood calmed down to a stop. “I already fed while you did… Tell me how long it seemed while you were feeding?†he asked me, curiosity in his face. “It felt like hours upon hours,†I said looking into his blue eyes. They seemed calm. He nodded… “That’s very normal, but I will let you in on a secret. It’s only been three minutes,†he chuckled. He smiled and caressed my face with his soft hand. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in slightly, with a soft kiss. His lips seemed warmer than usual, but I just kissed on. Once he pulled away, after his usual three seconds, he looked at me, curiously. “Do you mind if I ask you something?†he asked me, still holding his hands around my waist. I nodded, as I felt a little nervous. “How appealing am I to you? What makes you so crazy for my blood?†he asked me, his face gone pale. I couldn’t bear to answer something like this, but it wasn’t my fault his blood calls out to me. I can hear the angel’s singing in his blood. It’s just so tempting. I would answer the question the way I’ve just thought. “It’s just the aroma, the scent. It drives me crazy! It’s like a small child with sugar. It’s addicting. It’s so hard to not recognize it when you touch me, or when we kiss. Your scent just calls to me, like angel’s†I answered him. He nodded and looked at me, with a smile upon his face. “I was worried if you took a liking to my scent… but yet, I’m happy,†he said not looking at my face. I was a bit confused. Before I could speak, he started talking again. “The aroma of my blood is what drives you mad with thirst, but smell your own blood, and compare. Do they smell the same?†he asked me. I shook my head no. “My blood has a sort of floral smell. Yours has a sweet fragrance that I’ve never smelled before. It makes my mouth water just to inhale your sent,†I said, inching closer to him. He smiled. “It is good and bad that you like my scent. It is good to know that if any other vampire smells good to you, then that means they are one of your perfect matches. It is bad because if you will be around me so long, you might break your hold and might attack.†He explained. He helped me stand up. I realized I felt normal. Like I was human again, except for the pointy fangs in the mouth that was poking my gums. I took his hand in mine. “I want you to meet my family,†Angel said, still keeping his hold in mine. “Your family?†I asked, unknown that he had a family. “Of course… They have been waiting to meet you,†he told me smiling perfectly. I was so curious, and confused… He saw my expression and bellowed a laugh. “My mother, she can read minds, which I can also, from inheritance. My sister has telekinesis. She can pick things up with her mind, and can also read minds. My brother can control and harness fire,†he said. I nodded. So they know about me…was a little worried. “Do you think that they won’t like me?†I asked Angel. He laughed once more, and he looked to be enjoying himself. “I can read minds. They are dying to meet you. My mom has seen the inside of your head and I think she’s more in love than me,†he chuckled. I nodded… “Okay then… I’ll meet your family,†I said, smiling and hugging him, and he hugged me back softly, and kissed my hair.
