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He closed his eyes, tears threatening to fall. He pulled her over to his lap and wrapped his arms around her, laying his head on her shoulder. "I won't let you leave me," he whispered. "Not now, not ever." His eyes suddenly snapped open as he felt her heart beating. Where there is a heart, there is blood. When there is blood... he thought, an idea running through his head. He suddenly felt very selfish. Would I risk her soul just so I can keep her with me forever? he asked himself silently. He couldn't answer that. He was afraid to say anything to Victoria so he just sat there with her in his arms, listening to her heart.

He pulled back and looked into her eyes. "Are you sure you would do anything?" he asked, his eyes questioning. "If there was a way...but at the cost of your soul, where you could have flesh, to be able to been seen to every eye, and to stay with me forever...Would you do it?" he whispered, still even unsure himself if this is the right thing to do.

He could barely push the words past his lips. "In a way...If you want to go through with this, you would be different... But still the same person, just a slight personality change..and most likely a slight appearance change." he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Eternal damnation is how I put in into words," he said, his voice a little stronger. He took a deep breath. "I could make you like myself....A vampire..." he said, looking down. A monster, he thought silently.

"Only if you want me to..." he said, looking at her beautiful face. "You have to be sure. You will have to start a new life. A life where you can be seen by everyone, but that means precautions. A life where your throat constantly burns for blood, and will never be fully satisfied. You have to be able to control yourself, and know your body's strengths and weaknesses. Since you have abilities now, as a vampire they will me amplified. You never would sleep, but you can go out in the daylight. Would you want to go through with this?" he asked, looking into her eyes, reading her face expressions.

"As long as you are with me I don't care. I'm just afraid that it might be too late to wait that long. But it is your choice. I love you no matter what your choice is." He smiles, and stars to sing this.

He kissed the top of her head. "Yes, my love?" he asked, worried of why she was afraid. Did I do something wrong? He wondered.

He stopped breathing. I have no choice, I have to before I lose her, his mind screamed. Tears started streaming down his face, dripping on the floor, leaving dark marks. He grabbed her arm, and closed his eyes. He bit into her translucent skin, and her sweet blood flowed onto his tongue. He drunk deeply before dropping her arm and the next second he was on the opposite side of the room, sobbing silently as he watched her body twist, afraid if she was in great pain. He waited for the venom to start the change in her body. I would do anything do take your place, my love, he thought silently. "Please..." he whispered, his voice sounding so loud to his ears.

After a what seemed like endless moment of silence, Victoria's being lifted at the neck and she looked at her hand, seeing her fingers, still as a ghost... but a skeleton hand that shone through from under it like a neon sign as she opened and closed her hand in fascinated horror.

After a pause she felt her canines grow to an enhanced size and bent over at the waist.

While bent over, she saw her feet below her and watched as what looked like... skin? Yes... Placid white skin... wrap around the bones of her feet and start to weave up her leg like a snake. She winced as the new-found weight pulled her to the ground. She sat on her knees as the flesh continued to consume her. She felt her hair become tangible, starting from the scalp and sending ribbons of silver hair down in front of her, each hair individually waving in the slight breeze.
As the skin reached her neck, she winced, feeling lungs and organs fill her being. She put her hands to her face, covering her eyes as they too, formed in the sockets of the skull and the skin slithered around those too to form eyelids.

She sat motionless for a moment, and an audible release of air came from the body's lips as it fell onto the floor with a heavy thud, silver locks of hair tinting into a shade of red (or some would call it strawberry-blonde) covered the floor around it's head.

It wasn't breathing.