The grandfather clock chimed 12 down the hall, into my room, and through my ears. I look out the window to reveal the dark sky;although, it is morning. Larry walks into the room, and puts his hand on my shoulder with a light pressure. I look up at Larry.
"Are you ready?" Larry asked with a slight smile;however, his female friend standing in the doorway doesn't seem so jazzed up about what's about to happen.
"I'm going to be an immortal god, right?" I ask, and stand up to meet Larry's gaze. Larry chuckles a bit, then takes my hand to lead me into the 'loft'. I don't see why Larry's friend, Tristan took me in. I mean, i was shivering cold, my hair a mess, and my clothes were dirty with mud. i was holding up a cup so others passing by would give me some spare change. I wasn't complete bone, but you could see through my skin more than you should. I know Larry, Devan, and Tristan don't mind me living in their home, and their recommendation that I am to eat three meals, possibly even dessert after dinner made me realize that they're compassionate people. I think that it's odd that I only get a cold shoulder from Larry's mate, and it's not like Larry is the one to change me. Tristan wanted to change my existence from mortal to a beautiful goddess, but Devan wanted my existence to change as well as Larry. I suppose that it was all sympathy for the way that Tristan described the way that he had found me on the streets that fateful night. I can still remember that night as if it was yesterday;although, that night was like two months ago.

Devan and Tristan walked into the loft, and they both looked at me with a gentle smile. Devan put his hand on my shoulder.
"Are you ready to be changed into a beautiful goddess, Anna?" Devan sat down next to me, and his face was just millimeters away from mine. His lips so perfect, and red. His skin was bright and radiant, like his face was absolutely glowing. He's so beautiful.
"Are you ready, my dear?" Devan asks again. Putting his finger on my lip, and he traces the outline of my upper and lower lip as I gaze into his ever-changing glowing and gentle eyes.
"Yes, I'm ready." I lay down on the couch, and tilt my head so either Tristan or Devan has a perfect view of where they would like to bite. Devan sits down on the couch, and he leans over. He slides one hand between the couch cushion and on my back, and I sit up a bit. I can see someone beside me, touching my neck with two fingers, but I don't know who that person is. My neck still tilted, and I can feel the fangs of one of a vampires pierce my skin. I moaned a bit. This is pure ecstasy. Being bitten by a vampire, that warm feeling of his blood being transferred into my own blood when their fangs sink into your neck, it's better than sex. Also I would know, I've had sex several times, and the pleasure of sex is nothing compared to the pleasure of absolute ecstasy I feel right now. My face red. I open my eyes, and I see Tristan pull away, and wipes my blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue, his eyes slowly glow into a bright red.