took me through the training which would help me survive this new world I was entering. Tonight had been my final test I was left to go out into the night and seduce my prey. Luring him into a safe place I would disarm him in the most sensual of ways. Post orgasm was when a man was most vulnerable and this was the preferred method that female vampires used to collect their food. When I had initially been introduced to the process my previously mortal brain rejected the idea in futile modesty. It wasn’t until the hunger grew to an all consuming compulsion that I relented and was helped to my first kill. Unfortunately human blood was required for our existence and the lack of it would cause a painful and grotesque death. In a pinch animal blood could get me through a day or two but after that I needed a human host. I had tried to be selective in my hunting rationalizing the pros and cons of a particular target. In the end it was a lot easier to just select the most attractive targets as that made the rest of my night more enjoyable. As we returned to the estate my coven brothers and sisters were waiting for me. Sebastian nodded to the group and I was overwhelmed with congratulatory hugs and kisses. This was a big moment in the life of a vampire. Although I had much to learn and centuries in which to learn it, I was now self sufficient and could choose whether to stay in the safety of the estate or head out on my own to chart my own path. Members had left before to try and start their own covens. This had not happened in some time and more then once they had crawled back to the safety and security Ulrich provided. I held no illusion about the extent of my abilities. I felt safe among my new family and had made a great friend in Sebastian. There was no way that I would be leaving the comforts of my new home anytime soon.
The coven had thrown quite the celebration for me after arriving home. Once the rituals had been performed and the festivities were over the house returned to it’s normal quiet contemplation. Walking around the vast mansion I always wondered what was going through the minds of the other vampires. Very few of them were less then one hundred years old and many of them hand been on earth for closer to one thousand years. What kind of memories did they reflect upon? What had they been in life before they were taken? The storied history that filled our walls fascinated me and I began to think about what future worlds I would witness come into existence. These thoughts that bounced around my head were interrupted as I felt the hunger begin to squeeze at my insides. The hunger is a difficult thing to describe. It consumes you and dominates your every thought. You can feel it physically through your entire being. As the sun fell and night approached the hunger would grow and the tension at the estate thickened. You quickly learned that this was a sensitive time and you needed to be careful not to accidentally anger a hungry vampire. As a general rule a hungry vampire was a dangerous vampire and you could quickly find yourself in a battle for your life. Although immortal we still possessed some weaknesses. The sunlight was painful on our skin but not fatal. A stake through the heart was probably going to sting like hell but would not end our lives. There were two ways in which we were truly vulnerable. Fire was something to be avoided at all costs and would end our lives in a very slow and painful way. Decapitation would also put a quick end to our immortal run. Vampires mad with hunger had been known in the past to attack one another slicing right through their necks with a blade or tooth. Due to this loss of inhibition it was customary for the coven to disperse at sundown and hunt alone. Once the prey had been slaughtered and the thirst was quenched the lone hunters would return to the safety of the communal coven. During the course of the last month Sebastian had fed early and accompanied me on my kills,