You slowly regain consciousness. You open your eyes and and your surroundings come into focus. You're in a completely different room, one lit by candlelight, with various candles grouped around the room. You're laying on a large, antique four-poster bed. Across the room is brick fireplace, with two chairs situated in front of it. The sound of a crackling fire fills the room, along with a hint of smoke.
"What the..." you wonder aloud as you look around. You slowly sit up, becoming aware of what you're wearing, a white v-neck t-shirt and black leather pants. You find yourself very confused and alarmed. You see a full length mirror across the room. You jump up and immediately feel like the room is spinning. You grab one of the posts on the bed for support. Once you gain your bearings, you walk over to the mirror and are surprised to see your reflection. You look paler and notice two large fang bite marks on the side of your neck. You do admit that the outfit your dressed in makes you look incredibly sexy. Kinda gay, but quite sexy. Your hair is a bit tousled up and seems a shade or two lighter as well.
The bedroom door opens and Sarah walks in, wearing a long, burgundy dress and carrying a book a goblet of thick, red liquid. She doesn't immediately notice you as she walks over to the chairs and sets down both the goblet and the book on the brick hearth. She then looks up and sees you standing there. She just smiles.
"Hey, look whose awake..." she says.
"What did you do to me?" you ask, even though you're pretty sure you already know the answer.
"Made you like me," she replied.
"And that would be..."
"I told you, I am a vampire. And I turned you into one by having sex with you and then draining you of your blood."
"By having sex with me? Great, the ultimate STD. I don't remember them talking to us about this in health class," you reply, rolling your eyes. This was just too much, it had to be a joke.
"This isn't meant to be a curse. It's a gift. Maybe I went about it the wrong way. I love you, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Can't you see that? I waited because I had to be sure. Once we made love there would be no turning back."
The sincerity in her voice makes you soften a bit. You start to come around to the idea a bit. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad being a vampire.
"So, um, what are the rules, I guess," you ask.
"Rules?"
"Yeah, you know, the rules. Obviously, we cast reflections. Can we go out in sunlight? Do crucifixes bother us, what about silver or wooden stakes?"
"Clearly, you have a lot of questions. Come, sit over here by the fire and I'll explain everything," she says, gesturing to the chairs by the fire.
You sit down and she sits in the chair across from you. She hands you the goblet she brought in with her.
"Here, drink this, you'll need it," she says. You were feeling a growing thirst and took a sip. It suddenly dawns on you, the glass is filled with blood. "Yes, it's blood. Keep drinking."
You start gulping it down, feeling slightly scared at how good it tastes to you. At the same time, once you finish, you feel incredibly refreshed and to you relief not desiring anymore.
"First thing, drinking blood. Yes, like all vampires, we require the sustenance of human blood. The thing is though, we extract a special enzyme in our fangs that keeps our donors alive even if we drain them completely, although we usually don't. As you can see, a few ounces was enough to satisfy your thirst," says Sarah.
"Fangs?" you mutter, your voice sounding different. You feel around with your tounge and get pricked by two long, sharp teeth.
"Check yourself out, you have them too." says Sarah.
You get up and walk over to the mirror again and shocked to see two half inch long fangs where your canines were.
"Holy crap, look at the size of these things!" You step closer to get a better look. You grab one by your thumb and index finger and tug on it. They're definitely real. It starts to really sink in. You really are a vampire.
"It's all real hon. You'll never grow old, you'll never die," says Sarah as she walks towards you. "Sunlight can't hurt us, neither do crucifixes. We're not evil. We're not human. We just are."
"So, what happens now?" you ask.