She sat in a darkened room with the metallic smell of blood from her first kill. It filled her nostrills with promise of a sweet treat but she new as soon as she tasted it she would become one of them a pale face she hadnt quite turned yet but she also new if she didnt feed soon she would die and she eas frightened of dying. He promised to help her but she was frightened. She stood over the male infront of her and took a deep breath her throat burned from the smell but her body shook from anticipation she leant down to his neck and bit she could feel the still warm blood rush her mouth she savoured the flavor slight hint of wiskey with a hint of blood orange.
She could feel herself transforming her skin got paler, tempreture droped and her craving got worse. She didn't mean to kill him but she got caught up, not knowing how to treat her new found strength. She felt warm like before she was bitten it wasn't what she wanted but she had certainly got it. It had been weeks and she got weaker as time grew on, she couldn't eat food or drink anything other then alcohol but her new changing body wasn't helping burning through it faster then a normal human.
She drained the man before she had even realised and the guilt grew with it. How was she going to cover something like this up.