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The Special Division Tactical Force-Hareem/Moon

"This Blood Throne crap sounds like too much politics for me. I really couldn't care less about power like that, it's not for me and I know it. Who'd want all that responsibility? Not to mention the people out to get you. Ugh, way more hassle than it's worth" Nate managed the strength to roll his eyes, then glanced to Ezequiel as the explanation continued. "Well, through a straw is a start to making it a little less freakish at least.....I seriously don't think I could bring myself to go biting and sucking blood out of anyone from anywhere. Straws from a glass is just fine for me"

"Mind bending tricks?" He raised an eyebrow, fingers moving a little as Nate continued trying to push himself in order to live up to his one day brag. "Sounds kind of interesting....wonder what mine will be....well...guess it's gonna be fun to find out isn't it? Though....let's hope there's not so much of the raping going on hm? Infact....let's try to stop bringing up the subject so much? You seem to have a weird fascination with my getting raped don't you?" Nate looked over at him, smirking slightly. "Well, at least I'm not gonna fall behind in class....though going back to class knowing I'm not human....and knowing this world is here....it's going to be seriously different..." He sighed slightly, then glanced down, grinning as his fist clenched. "Alright....all my fingers are moving again....what'd I tell you? One day and I'll be walking around and back to normal. I'll be damned if I'm gonna just lay in a bed and learn to walk again"
 
he chuckled a little. "yeah it's a bunch of Politics." he agreed. "but once you are the High Marquis, no Vampire can go against you unless they are stronger than you. that happens very, very rarely." he admitted. "here. this is one of our Blood Packs." he stated with a smile as he handed the other a cold... juice box. on the front was a rose, it was the only indication that it wasn't juice. "you'll get them in packages, in the mail. like Fed-Ex. usually sixty in a package. one Blood Pack is usually enough for a single feeding, most vampires need a feeding a day unless they overuse their powers or have to do a massive amount of healing. which is why we send a hundred on the first package, and then sixty every month, so you have plenty of extra." he explained, pulling the straw off of the blood pack, popping it into the little foil hole, and took a swig for himself. "it comes in different 'flavors' too if you like. this one is Fey blood." he admitted with a sly grin. "gotta love the taste of Fey." he admitted with a chuckle as he watched the other. "yes, mind bending tricks." he admitted. "most Preternatural have such things. Sirens and Mer for example, can use their voices to spin webs over men's minds, to make them see their greatest ideals of sexual gratification. seduces them. a Incu, or a Succubus does the same thing, only with their scent. Vampires have a wider array of skills, only yours are focused on the eyes. make eye contact, and you can make a human do whatever your powers are based off. you can make them horny, or frightened, or happy. depends on your skills..." he admitted with a small smile.

"sorry. it's part of what i am." he admitted with a small chuckle. "being a Fey, i'm blood and sex oriented." he admitted with a shrug. "i don't need either, but i really like them. the Fey are the 'pre human'. most of the Preternatural species come from interbreeding Fey and human bloodlines so most of the Fey share common behaviors with other species." he admitted with a small smile. "besides, almost every human you come across will have rape fantasies." he admitted with a small chuckle. "i'm just picking up on them, that's all. i can't help it... and in any case, it's not like you'll have to choose which world you'll live in. lots of the Preternatural live human lives." he admitted. "being a Vampire, you probobly won't need to sleep but four or five hours a week, maybe ten a week." he admitted. "which will leave you with a LOT of spare time." he admitted with a smile. "so you go to school during the day and go to a local Preternatural hotspot at night and just hang out and get used to yourself and other Preternatural beings." he suggested with a small smile. "there are around a hundred local places within a half an hour drive of your school alone." he admitted with a smile. "anything from small 'library' like places for those who want to learn more about who and what they are. to rave clubs for those who want, or need to get laid." he admitted with a smile. "and everything in-between. and you really shouldn't strain yourself so much. you might damage yourself."
 
"Ok....I was not expecting it to come in a juice box. I feel like it should be coming in a packed lunch or something..." He looked at the straw, just staring and hesitating. Could he do this? Could he really drink blood? Actual blood from an actual living person? Yeah it wasn't in their body but even so....it was blood no matter how you thought about it. He was so focused on the straw, on the blood, he didn't even hear what Ezequiel was saying. All Nate could hear was the pounding of his own heart, almost deafening. If he could have raised his arms he would have covered his ears to try and stop the noise, even though it wouldn't have done any good. Slowly, Nate licked his lips, consciously unaware he was even doing it. God he could even smell the blood....after Ezequiel had taken a sip and brought it up the straw, a few droplets left inside the tube...that scent....that scent that filled his nostrils, that caused a new, almost carnal sensation to begin burning at the base of his stomach.

The feeling quickly spread, and soon began to be accompanied by a feeling of....anxiety....then hunger...thirst...despite what he had just eaten, he felt hungry again...but he knew that simple food would not satisfy this hunger....that water or energy drinks wouldn't satisfy this thirst...he needed something...else. The young man growled lowly as the feeling intensified, an odd tightening feeling in his teeth as fangs began to form. Nate was being completely overpowered by the blood lust now, his own blood beginning to boil, his conscious mind clouding as the new primal sensations overtook him. He couldn't hold it back any longer. Somehow, his tired and aching muscles suddenly found new life, new energy. The boy leaned forwards, but rather than taking the straw between his lips he simply bit into the juice box, or more accurately tore into it. A mere trickle of blood wasn't enough, it wasn't anywhere near enough. He ripped through the box like it was nothing, blood pouring over his lips, over his face and into his mouth, but it was soon gone....and the simple small taste had not been enough. He wanted more...no...he craved it...he needed it. He needed.... "More....MORE!"
 
Ezequiel kept talking, completely unaware that the other was having a 'Blood Attack' for lack of a better phrase. his Thirst was getting the better of him, different creatures called it different things. he paused and frowned in worry as he realized that the other wasn't listening and he leaned forward, bringing the juice box closer, his head tilted a little. he squeaked in shock as the juice box in his hand was suddenly torn to shreds and he blinked at the red dripping down his hand and he leaped to his feet, grabbing more from the little fridge in the corner. he grabbed bigger ones, these where in cans, pop tabbed so that he could pop the top and gulp them down. they looked just like Soda pop cans, and worked just like them too, giving Nate the chance to simply gulp down as much as he wanted. Ezequiel had to admit, he was a little surprised at how quickly Nate had lost control like that, but then again, Nate had never come across blood before. it could easily have been just a once a time thing. they'd have to check to make sure, but considering Nate hadn't actually attacked HIM, Ezequiel had high hopes. he passed can of blood after can of blood to Nate until the man finally started to slow down.

"are you feeling better now?" he asked, looking a little worried. "you startled me. i hadn't expected the Thirst to hit you so hard so fast. but, then i don't deal with newborn Vampires all that often. most have their parents, or their Matriarch to help them." he admitted simply. "are you going to be sick?" he asked, a little bit worried that the other was going to rebel against the fact that he had just drank blood. that he understood. a lot of once humans reacted violently after their first taste of blood. many threw up, some burst into tears, most had to be drugged to get them to calm down. "here, hold still. you have... er... you missed a spot." he explained as he moved into the bathroom and got a wet cloth and a bucket and moved over to the other, gently washing his face free of blood, offering Nate the bucket if he did happen to get sick. not everyone reacted violently of course, but a good portion of them did, and Ezequiel was cautiously waiting for the shock to wear off and the horror to set in.
 
By the time Nate's blood lust seemed to be satisfied, the fridge was practically empty, a solitary can left sitting in it. The first few cans had ended up much like the juice box, powerful jaw muscles tearing through the metal like it was nothing in order to get to the blood within, it wasn't until nearly a dozen cans in that his drinking became more sedate, actually allowing Ezequiel to open the cans and let him drink from them normally. Finally though, the thirst was satisfied, Nate slumping back and panting heavily, twitching slightly as the blood made its way through his body, invigorating him, filling him with newfound energy that the food and drinks from before had been incapable of. Slowly, his fingers moved, then his arm, bringing a hand up to rub at his face. The pain in his muscles was, for the most part, gone, replaced by only a lingering soreness that even blood would not rid him of for several days. "I....." The last few minutes had been something of a blur. The last clear memory Nate had was of the juice box.

It took a moment, but when he gasped loudly it was clear that realisation had hit him. For a moment Nate felt sick inside, then terrified of what he had done and what he was becoming. But just as soon as those feelings had hit him, his logical mind kicked into action. He had been warned this would happen. He was a vampire of some kind now....blood was natural...and he hadn't stolen it from some innocent victim, he had drank freely donated blood from juice boxes and soda cans of all things, the tattered remains of which showered the floor. Yes....there was nothing to be sick about was there? This was natural....for him and others. The boy nodded slowly to himself, then clenched his fists tightly in determination. Truth be told, he was scared of how easily he had lost control....but it was the first time...and deep down he knew he was stronger than these instincts. As long as he was careful, smart....he could control it.

"I'm...I'm alright..." Nate finally spoke, raising his head and lowering his hand in order to look at Ezequiel. It was plain to see the power in Nate's eyes, almost overflowing from the feast he had just consumed. "I feel....better than alright actually" Slowly he began to move, this time his whole body, slowly but surely beginning to raise from the chair. "Infact....I think I feel better than I ever have before..." It took a few moments, like he was standing up for the first time, but eventually Nate raised himself to his feet, standing, shakily, under his own power. "Still feel pretty fucking sore though....damn...." He reached up to rub at his shoulder, then his arm, then his chest, then his legs. "Yeah....sore all over....let's not go through that again if we can help it....still....told you I'd do this quickly.......Damn...should've made a bet with someone, could've made good money on that..."
 
Ezequiel sighed in relief as Nate slowed down and started drinking the cans of blood like a civilized person. Ezequiel hadn't expected the Thirst to hit so quickly, it had never occurred to him that Vampires took the change differently from the other preternatural beings. he watched the other twitch as the strength and warmth flooded his body for the first time. he winced as Nate gasped and quickly readied the bucket in case Nate threw up, and he paused in shock when the boy simply forced himself to calm down. "are you sure?... such control over yourself, i'm very impressed." he admitted. "you never once even tried to attack me. that's better than any newborn vampire i've ever met before." he admitted. "granted, you're the first naturally born Vampire i've ever met, so that might have something to do with it. most Vampires are 'turned' or created. i've never met one that was born a Vampire." he admitted, studying the other. he could FEEL the power flowing off of him.

"good, i'm glad you're feeling so much better." he admitted with a small smile. "a lot of people feel better after the transformation. their stiff, and hurt all over, and their usually weak as a kitten, but they tell me that it's like they settled into their skin properly." he admitted. "especially those with extra limbs, like wings and tails." he admitted with a nod. "as i said before, you pulled most of your muscles during the Procedure. you're going to be in pain for a few days, so even though you have the energy to stand, you should take it easy, or you'll really do damage to yourself." he warned. "i think you could use a shower and a change of clothes though. your sweaty and you have some blood on you still." he admitted. "do you need help into the shower, or will you be alright on your own?"
 
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