Thus the Siren of Blood Was Born

Crystal and Angelus walked together into the heart of the village, then down a rather dark dank alley they hid. Leaning against a brick wall, they waited. Waited for what felt an eternity, because of Crystal's thirst. She needed that first feed. That first feed was everything to a vampire...to every vampire.

At last, Crystal finally smelled something she wanted. It smelled divine, it smelled pure. It was blood... "Whatever that smell is..." The new vampire whispered, closing her eyes and reveling in it. "I want it."

Angelus took a whiff of the air as well and smirked, wrapping an arm around Crystal's waist, whispering into her ear.

"Virgin girl just like yourself. Go get her..."

He flicked the tip of his tongue against her ear and made Crystal shiver... if she were in the situation to scream at him again, she would have. Feeling his arm around her, his tongue on her ear lobe...it had disgusted her in a way she'd never been disgusted before...

But she was much too thirsty and didn't want to scare away dinner. She was after all pressed for time...

Stepping out from the alley, she noticed a girl perhaps around thirteen in age. A girl she knew. A girl who went by the name McKalie. After her mother, Kalie. Crystal slowly walked towards her and the girls eyes got wide..

"Crystal!"

She said quietly, but loud enough for the vampire maiden to hear.

"I... you.. you were dead! I went to your funeral!"

The thirteen year old girl couldn't help but stammer, causing Crystal to giggle softly. Her thirst was starting to drive her instincts. The normal Crystal, the human Crystal, the human inside the vampire...could never have been able to kill this little girl McKalie... but she had no soul now...and Crystal was quite thirsty.

"Now, what are you doing out at this time of night McKalie?" Crystal questioned the young girl and didn't receive a response. Surely the girl had just woke and was coming back from the bathhouse. After all, this alley was between the house and bathhouse to the corner.

"Haven't you ever heard of demons McKalie?" Crystal asked, hoping to a receive an answer this time as she gazed down into McKalie's eyes. McKalie then noticed Crystal's red eyes..

"S-Satan!"

The girl shrieked, Crystal lunged in and took her quickly, drinking her dry in the matter of a minute or less. The lifeless, cold body of a girl Crystal once knew fell to the ground in a thud and Crystal looked down at it. She felt......somewhat remorseful....but nonetheless smirked.

Within Crystal's mind, she told herself, this was something she'd never do again. She'd never take the life of someone she had previously known as a mortal again... Even though Crystal was a heartless, soulless demon now... she had more conscience and composure than even Angelus would know of.

Looking back to Angelus, he walked slowly over to Crystal, a smirk upon his lips.

"I thought I heard someone say my name,"

the elder vampire laughed, cracking of joke of he being such a demon that some in the past had mistaken him as Satan, the Devil himself. Then again, most of the time, Angelus felt powerful enough to actually be Lucifer himself. Darla would swear most of the time, that he was indeed that devilish ruler of hell.

"Am I Satan's daughter then?"

Crystal asked Angelus in a satisfying voice and he smirked ear to ear, wrapping his arms around Crystal's waist tightly, gazing down into her red eyes. This time, she didn't protest being in his arms. She felt different now after feeding, she felt truly like the monster she now was.

"You're Daddy's play toy is what you are,"

the elder vampire lent in and kissed the blonde maiden's lips ever so tenderly, causing Crystal to moan out ever so quietly... she wanted the moment to last forever due to this being her first ever kiss but of course, Angelus pulled back and smelled the air.

"We've but ten minutes until daylight. We have to go. Now."

Taking her by the hand, he led her back to where they stayed during the day...a blacked out shack in the middle of a field in the middle of nowhere on the outskirts of the village. Crystal hadn't even known this place existed and she'd lived in the village her entire life...

When Crystal walked in and saw the blond-haired male, Spike, the blonde-haired female, Darla, and the brunette female Drusilla, she couldn't help but growl. After the kiss back there with Angelus, she felt a little, possessive. Though, Darla was the same way with Angelus when he was first turned...and when he first started to hunt down Drusilla. Darla could still be that way from time to time but had learned to hide it from everyone...sometimes hid it even from herself.

"Mmm snappy little thing isn't she?"

Spike asked and gawked Crystal up and down, Crystal immediately hugged into Angelus causing Darla and Drusilla both to growl. Apparently it was okay for the two of them to share him....but not to share with Crystal. They hated change, with good reason. If Angelus started to favor Crystal, maybe Angelus wouldn't want them around anymore.

Angelus gave the three of them a look, taking Crystal over to the other side of the shack, a one room shack nonetheless, to an empty bed. A bed that was usually his that he occasionally tried to fit Darla into.

"Sleep here, if you want. When the sun comes up, that's when we normally...." Angelus said, trying to be a bit more of a gentleman for Crystal.. she brought out a side of him that none saw, other than she...but Crystal didn't give him a chance...other than the kiss she'd received earlier.

"I know what vampires do when they sleep."

Crystal rolled her eyes slightly and sat her satchel down. Taking a candle from across the room, she struck a match and lit it. Pouring out her things of witchcraft, she started to it, trying to figure something out.

"A vampire witch." Darla said, rather surprised. Not a combination you run across often....ever.

"That must have been the power you smelled Angelus... very good job," the blonde-haired woman now had her arms around Angelus from behind. Crystal looked over to the two of them and growled loudly, her red eyes glaring at her which caused Darla to jump. At first Crystal thought Darla jumped because of how loud and possessively Crystal growled but... it wasn't that.

"Red eyes! The mark of the..." Darla and her shriek of a voice was cut off naturally by Angelus.

"The Devil."

Angelus grinned ear to ear as he sat back down next to Crystal and watched her weave her magic. She started out small with a simple light spell, to light the whole inside of the shack with of course a charm floating in the air. It could be daylight...but this light did not bother them.

Crystal flipped a couple pages and looked over to her sire, pointing to the page much like a child would to show its Father something.

"A solar eclipse spell. I could make it dark...during the day. But I'm not that strong yet." Crystal pouted just slightly, but Angelus reassured her,

"But you will be,"

Angelus whispered to his pet, kissing the top of her head.

"Practice makes perfect,"

Darla said from across the room, a large smirk on her face as well. Hell, even Spike and Dru were wearing one. I guess every vampires dream was to go out during the light. Crystal knew she'd miss the sunlight. Growing a garden.. working out in the flower beds. Crystal sighed at that thought and laid down on the bed, looking up at her sire.

"I still hate you."

With that, Angelus couldn't help but laugh.

"Hate me for what? Giving you eternal life. Eternal beauty. Eternal youth. You really hate me alright. You'll get over it."

That Irish accent, it again, was getting to Crystal. She tugged on his arm and made him lie down next to her, wrapping her arms tightly around him.

"Just because I hate you doesn't mean I don't want you."

Crystal whispered ever so quietly into his ear. So the virgin wasn't all holy after all? Angelus thought to himself...well...she'd have a magnificent night tonight then... he and Spike would have one as well... Darla and Drusilla, they never wanted a "threesome". He and Spike could never take one at the same time...and he nor Spike could never take both of them at the same time... but Crystal, Angelus knew he could mold Crystal into anything he wanted her to be.

She wasn't older than he, like Darla.. she wasn't insane, like Drusilla. She was perfect. Crystal was his. All his. Perhaps it needed to stay that way.. Perhaps he wouldn't taint her, just yet...