The first night

It’s was only later that I discovered what she was, and what I had become.

She had read my mind as she turned me, and discovered where I lived. Lifting me in her arms like I weighed nothing to her, she walked calmly from the party. Using her inhuman speed, she covered the distance to my home quickly. Carrying me unseen upstairs, she set me down in my own bed, drew the curtains and waited for me to turn..

It took a while. From what I can remember of the sex, it had been rough. Too rough. Apparently over half of the bones in my body had been broken, and her potential blood had needed to heal each of them. Maybe that was true, or maybe she hadn’t done it quite right. Turned out that I was the first person she had ever Embraced.

When I awoke the next evening, she was there waiting patiently. Kara, my Sire.