I wrote this as an addition to The Guest, a story written for the 48-hour challenge: The Halloween edition. I guess they could be viewed as two parts of one story. I also made my own vampire rules. *skips off to watch Underworld*
Title: Eternity begins
Pairing: Sofia/original character
Summary: The guest becomes a resident.
Disclaimer: The story is mine, characters are not
What seemed to be two hundred years later, she awoke. The light was too bright and sounds too invasive in their loudness. The very sound of her heart beating drove her insane; it thumped like giant a drum being pounded against on one of those medieval slave ships. Her muscles tightened in one violent spasm and Sofia screamed out with all force of her voice, tearing her vocal chords like the pain was tearing through her.
The air was being stolen from her lungs, and then granted again. She gulped on it like a starving animal tears into the warm flesh of its prey. Her chest heaved, her teeth gritted, her fingers ripped onto the sheets under her.
A soothing hand touched her cold and sweaty forehead; Sofia could feel the warmness against her clammy skin, but the touch did close to nothing to help her condition. Like trapped in a block of ice, she shivered and felt herself slowly drifting away.
And then another wave of pain came along, tearing her asunder with its force, pulling on every nerve ending, exploding in every cell of her body.
“Help me!” She wailed in desperation, blindly clawing for the person next to her to alleviate her suffering.
“Shhh.” Robyn appeased with her voice, “It’ll only take another minute and it’ll be all over.”
Another scream tore out from Sofia’s lungs and she arched off the bed in one more muscle-tightening seizure before her voice broke and she fell limply against the mattress, completely spent, exhausted to the point where she barely had strength to continue breathing.
She inhaled the air in quick short gasps. The warmth finally started to reach and engulf her, lulling her into tranquility. It took her a few more moments to register her surroundings, but when she did, Sofia realized that it was the same room from before with its warm orange light, the big window, plush chairs, rare books, masterpieces on the walls and the big four poster bed on which she now rested.
“What happened?” Sofia blinked and then tilted her eyes in search of the woman who sat on the bed beside her, slowly stroking her hand.
“Don’t talk,” Robyn said, reaching over to place her hand on Sofia’s chest, right over the place where her heart started to slow its pace to a steady rhythm. “Rest for a while. Turning is an exhausting experience.”
Relaxing into the mattress, Sofia managed to take in the first lungful of air and when she did it felt completely different from before. It made her slightly lightheaded, as if she was weightless. She blinked and her eyes registered colors she had never seen before. And then the scent... the woman next to her – Robyn – Sofia noticed the scent of her; different, richer than before. Exciting. Sofia swallowed; her throat was dry and her lips chafed.
“Here,” Robyn offered before Sofia uttered a word. She moved closer to Sofia, gently stroked her face and then leaned over her until their lips met.
Sofia gasped into Robyn’s mouth and then closed her lips over hers, humming at the metallic taste of what only could be blood on the other woman’s lips. It seemed to lift her, give her strength, because she finally managed to move, reaching over with her hand to pull Robyn in a deeper kiss. In a moment something primal awoke in her and the kiss grew deeper until it became almost violent, making Robyn tear herself from Sofia’s grasp with a smile.
“Quite eager, my dear Sofia.” Robyn pulled away and Sofia noticed a beading spot of blood forming on Robyn’s lip where she bit her. “There’s no need to rush.” The bead of blood disappeared with a slow swipe of Robyn’s tongue. “Come,” she pulled on Sofia’s hand. “We need to find you something new to wear.”
Sofia sat up on the bed and only then realized her shirt was tore open and drenched in sweat. Robyn helped her off the bed and then across the room where the bathroom’s door awaited open, swimming in the light of dozens of lit candles. Door, Sofia thought. That door wasn’t there before. She turned to look at Robyn, meeting her smile, and in the process, she noticed another, brass studded oak door on their right.
“Wash your face,” Robyn directed her, handing her a fresh towel. “I’ll be right back with clean clothes.”
Her face was pale and her eyes bloodshot and weary. Her hair was loose and stringy from sweat and when Sofia pulled it back from her face she noticed a dark circle just under the side of her collar. With her fingers, she moved the collar aside taking a better look. Two punctures, about an inch apart, marred her porcelain skin and Sofia winced. They didn’t hurt, or bleed, but they stood out so horrible against the paleness of her skin.
“Don’t worry,” Robyn’s voice startled her. “It’ll heal in a few hours.” Sofia looked at her in confusion to which Robyn gave her another warm smile. “Regeneration,” she explained, “one of the perks of our race.” Sofia now chuckled at her, but Robyn persisted. “You’re a vampire now.”
Letting out a laugh, Sofia dropped her head and then lifted it again to meet her own eyes in the mirror. She watched herself for a moment and then averted her eyes back at Robyn. “I can see my reflection,” she challenged impishly.
Robyn’s eyes narrowed and deepened in shade, “And I wear a cross around my neck,” she pulled her collar a bit lower to reveal a small silver cross pendant hanging around her neck. “It’s not the urban legends and myths that make you a vampire,” she spoke, stepping closer and gently touching Sofia’s collar bone and then stroking with her fingers against the protruding line of it. “It’s the hunger you feel in the pit of your stomach and the ravaging desire of needing to have someone to feed on, just like I chose you to satisfy my need.”
That glowing shade of purple lit up Robyn’s eyes again and Sofia noticed the tips of razor sharp canines peeking from behind her smiling lips. Instinctively, Sofia ran her own tongue against the underside of her incisors, feeling two sharp edges rising above the line of her teeth. “What have you done to me?” She gasped at the revelation.
Robyn closed in on Sofia, wrapping one arm around her shoulders. She lowered her head and nuzzled Sofia’s neck and then met her eyes in the mirror’s reflection. “Welcome to the new world Sofia,” Robyn said. “This is where eternity begins.”