A Silver Lining: Chapter 4

A/N: So sorry this has taken so long to update guys, and I do apologise if it isn't up to my usual standards, I have had a lot on my mind. I'm back now, and ready to throw myself into writing.

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"Will you turn me into a Vampire?"

The words rang in Larten's ears as if she had shouted them, his eyes locked with her deep green eyes.

There was a hint of desperation in her eyes, that would make him feel like a monster if he were to turn her down.

What she was asking was impossible for him to grant. he had never taken on an assistant, or turned anyone before. Most of all, he didn't want to end this young girl's life. She would never be able to see any of her family, she would never have children, she could never return to her home town. she would live for hundreds of years whilst everyone she knew died. He only elected to the change because he was desperate, he really had no other choice.

Of course, there were times where he thought he would change it, if he could, but really, he wouldn't. This was him, so completely. he had forgotten long ago what it was like to live a human life, for he had adapted so well.

Although he wouldn't doubt her strength, which he was positive she had, he was a little weary on her adaption to change. It wasn't like simply moving to a different town, this was a whole new life, after so long living this one.

What of she was only doing this in reaction to loosing her husband-to-be and unborn child? Would she decide after it wasn't what she wanted at all, and then hate him for making her into what she was?

Or, the other motive was that she wanted to avenge the loss of her fiance and child? To kill the Vampaneze's, in order to gain justice.

Her voice brought him from his inner quarrel, and he shook the thoughts from his head.

"Well?"

"I cannot do that, and force you into that, Arra."

"You aren't forcing me, I am cabable of making my own decisions, and I am making this decision."

"Arra," he began, "You don't know anything about this life, anything about what you are getting yourself into. The vast majority of people who wish to become like me, die before the process is complete, as they just aren't strong enough." The glare from her caused him to go back on his sentence, "Not that you aren't strong, I know you are. But the trials you are put to, really push you much over your limits."

"I can handle it."

"You don't know that, Arra."

"Well, how did you know, then?" She challenged.

"As I previosuly disclosed to you, I became an assistant to a well established Vampire. I did his bidding for him, sort of, learnt the ropes, as you would say." He counter-acted, before realising his mistake.

Her eyes lit up, and she forced herself to stand on shaking legs. "Well then, allow me to become your assistant." She didn't ask, it was more of a statement.

"Arra," He began, but was quickly cut off.

"What is there to lose? You don't have to do anything, I can come around with you for a while, I can learn a few things, see for myself what life as a Vampire is really like, and if it isn't to my liking, I will go my own way. If I like it, you can change me. There really doesn't seem to be any harm in it."

He couldn't argue with her there. It did seem like a good idea. And he did get quite lonely at times. He felt a connection to the woman, and he felt it would be nice to have her around.

"Let me do one thing first, and then i will tell you my decision."

"What is that?"

"I must taste your blood." At her disgusted look, he quickly explained, "Blood can tell a lot about a person. Some people, once changed, take the new-found power to their head. They go bad. You can literally taste the evil in their blood. If your blood is tainted with evil, I will leave and never return. If it is not, then you can become my assistant." He didn't like the sound of that, calling Arra his assistant as if she were beneath him, like a slave. A few other words sprang to mind, which were much more appropiate, but he wouldn't allow himself to acknowledge them.

Arra took it in carefully, nodding slowly. He beckoned for her to give him her hand, and she graciously did so.

Very carefully, whispering an apology, he nicked the tip of her finger with his long nail, and squeezed it gently, until a drop of blood formed at the small cut. He pressed his finger to the drop, and brought it to his lips.

He quickly licked the drop, almost hungrily, and allowed the tase to overcome him. It was the furthest from evil he had ever witnessed.

"Charna's guts." He mumbled to himself.

Arra blanched, not liking the way he said that. She assumed it was the worst, and hung her head slightly. She was evil. How could that be? She had never done anything wrong.

"Arra, congratulations, you are now a Vampire's Assistant."

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A/N: So, how was it? Meh, I'm not too sure..

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