After licking the inside of my yogurt carton clean and grossing myself out slightly I went to throw it in the bin only to find it full. Taking the bin bag out of the bin and tying a knot in it I go out the front door to the trash cans. I was just about to go back inside when something caught my eye.

I turned to see a tall blonde man running out of an alley way and throwing something shiny on the ground and because of my strange obsession with knowing everything I just had to find out what the shiny thing was!

The night air was eerily still, almost as if it was hushed and waiting for something to happen.

Moving over to where he dropped it is started to search the floor until I saw it, a small pocket knife, Covered in blood. I stared at it for a while reaching out to touch the sharp blade and getting the blood on my fingers, wait blood!

Snapping out of my daze I rushed towards the alley that the man came from desperately searching for a source of the blood. The alley was thin and smelt really bad, the walls looked to be growing some weird kind of slime. As I ran past a big dumpster I noticed something curled up behind it flashes of white showing between the rubbish.

I scrambled over as quickly as possible and dragging the heavy dumpster out of the way and falling to my knees on the damp dirty ground. I moved the rubbish away to find a body, their pale white skin stained with blood and filth. The clothes left on their body were also covered in blood and filth but from what I could see they looked smart. Through some of the rips I could see hints of tattoos where the skin wasn't stained red.

I reached towards them my hands shaking and flailing over the body not knowing what to do or whether or not to touch them. They appeared to have large shards of glass stuck in their arm, shoulder and chest. I scanned for other injuries that would cause the eerie stillness in his person and found what seemed to be a stab wound right where their heart would be. There was thick dark blood over their chin and mouth where they May have coughed up blood Looking closer at their face it looked like a guy..."OH MY GOD, Kurt!" "No, no you can't be dead NO!"

I started franticly stroking the hair back from his dirty face and cupping his cold cheek in my other hand "Kurt..." I sobbed. "I was going to get to know you." I said the tears streaming down my face. How could I think of going on a date with someone else when I could have done more, fought harder for this angel?

"Luke...no...mmphf" " I hurt..."

"Oh god Kurt you're still alive." I say with a goofy smile on my face tears still there because I know that if he is alive he won't be much longer. I choose this moment to notice the twin puncture wounds on the once pearly white column of his neck, now a ruddy brown-red colour where the blood has stained his skin. "Vampire... You can, oh god."

After struggling to pick up Kurt's limp body and carry him over to my house and through the front door, kicking it shut behind me, I finally managed to get him on the sofa. His breathing accelerated and laboured. I quickly run into the kitchen to get wash cloths, warm water and a pair of scissors. When I come back I take the scissors and cut his shirt and trousers off his blood soaked body and throw them in the bin. I then hurry upstairs to find a pair of tweezers and begin to carefully remove the glass from his arm and chest, carefully placing each shard of glass in a separate bowl then cleaning the wounds on his neck chest and arm with the wash cloth.

Throughout this Kurt's body would occasionally convulse and strangled cry would pass through his lips or he would mutter strange things about someone called Luke, all the while still unconscious. Having to watch this made my vision cloud with tears and my shoulders shake with the sobs that wracked my body, what was happening to him!

After I had thrown away the stained wash cloths and the glass then cleaned the bowl and tweezers I decided to call Nick, he was attacked and turned by a rogue and had later with Jeff's consent turned Jeff, his boyfriend.

"Hello, Blaine?"

"Nick" I half cried half whispered. "He's turning, Kurt's turning into a vampire and there was so much blood and he keeps convulsing and crying out, I'm scared. I don't want him to die, he, there w-was..." I moved backwards, sliding own the wall to the floor, the strength I had managed to retain while cleaning Kurt's wounds had dissipated and I was slowly breaking down.

"Blaine calm down, start from the beginning, what's going on?" I proceeded to tell Nick everything, crying a lot and having to stop every now and again so I could wipe my eyes. While talking to Nick, Kurt was thrashing on the sofa and making strange gargling noises.

Curling further into the corner of the room I had squashed myself into I started to take big gasping breaths, while attempting to cover my ears to block out the sound off Kurt's pain.

"Blaine, I know this must be so very very hard for you but you have to be strong for Kurt, he will be disorientated when he wakes up and will need you... He will also need blood. And Blaine the first person he sees..." After blood I stopped listening. Whispering a thank you to Nick I put the phone down and shakily stood, walking over to the kitchen.

Considering I was already mentally strained and very tired it wasn't a wise thing to do. As the cup began to fill up I started to get a bit dizzy.

I took out a glass from the cupboard and a knife I held my wrist over the glass and pushed the knife into my skin dragging it sideways. "SHIT...ah, GOD!" I flung my head back in pain before scrunching up my eyebrows and watching my blood run into the glass.

After bandaging my wrist, I picked up the full glass of blood and walked into the lounge. "Kurt" I said gently, the fatigue evident in my voice. I moved over to the sofa but before I could get there, I watched as if in slow motion as Kurt's nostrils flared, his eyes flew open and he sprang off the couch and grabbed my wrist.

He paused to look for a second as I dropped the glass containing my blood, then snapped his mouth open and bit down on my already injured wrist and began suckling greedily.

The cry of pain that passed through my lips sounded strange, foreign as it buzzed around my ears. I blinked slowly and watched as Kurt drank from my wrist with a look of pure pleasure on his face. He looked so beautiful. My vision started to go dark around the edges, the dizzy feeling grew worse and my fingers and toes began to go numb.

I fell to the floor reaching for Kurt with my other hand but missed and fell into blackness.

Kurt's P.O.V

I could feel this bursting energy pouring into my entire being, breathing life into my soul and enlightening all my senses. Everything was tingly and fuzzy but it all felt so good, like all the pain in the world had vanished and I was in heaven. A deliciously warm liquid was running down my throat, it tasted glorious, a mixture of honey, cinnamon and coffee. I could feel the liquid reach every part of my body, setting it alight with a burning sensation of want and need. I couldn't understand what was happening but that didn't matter right now, it all felt too good to justify or even stop.

I heard a huge gust of wind from somewhere in my surroundings that was followed by a trash can hitting the ground with a loud crash. The noise made my ears twitch and I involuntarily opened my eyes from whatever dream I had been dreaming, however what I saw was the beginning of a nightmare.

"Blaine" I whispered. I looked down in front of me at the unconscious man covered in his own blood. His eyes were shut but I could tell that he was in pain because even in his state his forehead was creased and his eyebrows were furrowed in pain. The sight made my stomach twist in knots and I immediately latched onto his skin, beginning to lick attentively at the blood that covered his arm.

When the little drops of blood reached my throat I felt rushes of pleasure through my body, nothing like I've ever experienced before. I knew that something was wrong but I couldn't seem to understand what. Until something clicked inside of me...

"SHIT!" The realization struck me like a lightning bolt, at first everything was so pure and blissful and now it was dark and grim.

"What have I done?" I shrieked, moving away from the boy I'd licked clean of his blood. I couldn't believe I had just consumed someone else's blood and enjoyed it, that's when I saw the puncture wounds on Blaine's wrist. "Shit!" I shouted into the empty room, what happened? Why am I in this dark room? Why am I doing this? What am I?

I knew that vampires were living in the state but I'd never actually come across one that had attacked someone. They were usually so controlled around humans. Santana is a Vampire after all, and even though she can be a stone hearted bitch she is still the kindest and passionate person I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. When I first met Santana it was the first day of school, she was fighting Quinn in the hallways since she became the head cheerleader. But that was before she was turned by her step mother. Oh, the good old days!

I looked around the strange room I was in, I knew I'd been here before and quite recently, a picture on one of the table in the room had a girl and a boy embracing each other with happy smiles. I would have smiled too if it wasn't for the massive smear of blood across it.

No matter how hard I tried I couldn't remember anything from the previous night, everything was blurry, little pieces of information flashed in front of my eyes but none of it made sense. There was a bird, a knife and Luke? Why was Luke there?

My head felt like it was about to explode, a numb throbbing pain in the back part of my head was continuous, I tried to move my hand to my head but I felt a painful tug at my chest. I searched my chest for any wounds but I found none, just a lot of dark red blood stainging my shirt, and funnily enough a tattoo of a black swifly patterned bird.

I heard a muffled groan and my eyes immediately settled on Blaine's slowly moving figure. He seemed to be having some sort of nightmare, clearly in discomfort. I try to calm him down by softly kneading the fabric of his shirt so he knows he's not alone.

"Blaine, wake up" I whisper into his ear. There's a sharp intake of breath and Blaine's eyes slowly open to reveal that beautiful honey colour I have grown so much to love. I see flashes of green and gold appear in little flecks around the eye, swirly and shimmering in front of me, and I can't take my eyes away. Not even for a second.

I feel glued to those hazel orbs, almost hypnotized by their beauty. Suddenly I'm enwrapped in a glowing, sparkling place with love and laughter. I can't explain in properly but I feel like I'm inside of Blaine, inside his heart and mind, exploring him and getting to look into his soul. Blue and green splashes of colour keep exploding around me.

Images of me and Blaine appear. We seem to be kissing in many of them, crying in some, shouting in others, but they all show us together. It's almost like a look into the future, the life me and Blaine will have together. The last image is of my arms surrounding Blaine whilst lying on lush green grass. A feeling of protection and love lingers around me, before absorbing into my pores. I feel over come by an overwhelming sense of tenderness and passion for this man, all I want in that moment is to protect him from anything and everything in this world.

As quick as it began it all goes away and I see Blaine's eyes close as he begins to snore softly, I slide slowly up to him, careful not to wake him, and place my head in the crook of his neck. He feels so soft and warm under my touch, I just wish he was awake so I can kiss him and touch him the way I want to. I can smell him strongly now, his scent surrounds me and I nuzzle further into his body to smell more of it.

"You're safe now" I whisper into his soft curly brown hair. Letting him know that I will do anything to protect him from harm. I feel connected to this boy so much that I can't imagine myself ever being away from him. Everything about him is addicting; his chocolate coloured hair, his golden honey coloured eyes, the soft pink lips that are slightly open and the intoxicating smell of his blood. I swipe a few loose curls off his forehead before kissing his temple gently.

I can hear his slow heart beat in his chest, the vibrations sooth and lull me into a peaceful sleep.

A cat sat on top of a roof not far from here, he was just a normal ginger cat who was grooming itself. The cat then walked along the roof of this house before finding an abandoned bird's nest. It sniffed the nest curiously to check for any danger before carefully lying upon in and begin to go to sleep. There was a loud squawk from somewhere in the sky above and the cat's eyes immediately opened to reveal crystal blue eyes that showed the frantic fear he was feeling. Another high pitched squawk sounded and the cat gracefully leaped from the high root, landing six feet below on the hard floor with incredible poise and grace.

The ginger cat then looked up from the ground and its bright red eyes glared straight at me, sharp fangs began to grow and blood pooled from the cat leaving its fur white and colourless. The cat hissed and started in a cheetah like run towards me in time with the quick beats of a drum in the background.

I bolted upright immediately, breathing heavily and trying to get my breathing under control, I heard loud banging coming from the left of the now bright and colourful room. The cat from my nightmare seemed so real and evil, the way it was first so graceful and pure, then sinister and demonlike in a heartbeat was austounding. I smelt something bitter and sour from outside the door, even though it left a disgusting taste in my mouth I was still attracted to it. For some reason I could sense something dark and black that I felt I needed to protect Blaine from.

"Blaine" I whispered, rubbing my nose and sniffing at his neck. He still smelt of coffee like he had when we first met. I could remember more from the night before but it was mostly just more images of random things and people, Brittany was the main person, along with Luke sitting next to me in a car.

"Mmm?" He mumbled sitting up quickly once he saw me. "Kurt?!" He gasps grabbing my face between with his soft warm hands. Suddenly a pair of soft lips was pressed against mine harshly. I moaned into his mouth before pulling back softly to look into his eyes. It only lasted a few seconds before Blaine pinned me down on the floor with my hands above my head.

"I was so scared" He sighed against my neck, his hands running up and down my chest and back. "I thought you'd died and you didn't wake up" I heard him cry. I felt my heart break in two, I grabbed him around the shoulders securely, never wanting to let go.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it" I said shyly, licking at his neck attentively.

"Of course it's not your fault baby, when I saw the blood it went black and I just....it wasn't good" He gushed, wrapping his arms tightly around me. I heard something begin to rumble inside of me and before I could stop it Blaine gasped loudly.

"Are you purring?" He chuckled and I blushed.

"I don't know" I answered. Another round of banging started from the door and my ears pricked up at the sound. I could hear a couple of men chatting from outside the door but I couldn't make out what they were saying because they were whispering.

Blaine stood up and moved towards the door, I watched him closely whilst moving to the couch to try and see who was at the door. Once the door swung open I could see two men standing nervously at the door, I smelt the air around me and I knew they were vampires, I couldn't understand how or why I knew that but I did and Blaine was standing right next to them.

I hissed at them, glaring into the brown haired boys eyes. "Hey, Kurt it's ok. These are my friends" Blaine tells me but I still do not trust the brown haired man. However there's a very tall blond boy who has a massive smile on his face, he seems to have a kind and friendly atmosphere about him, unlike the other man who I could only tell was a mystery to me.

"Hi, I'm Jeff" The tall boy says before bashing into me and squashing me to the couch. I hiss and groan as he won't let me move but as soon as I feel the sweet kisses he places on my neck I start to relax into him. Jeff carries on giving me friendly kisses whilst purring quite contently above me, the feeling is so strange yet it felt so natural and before I could stop myself I felt myself begin to purr along with him.

"I see they will be friends" I hear someone chuckle, and that's when I remember we're not alone. I push Jeff off of me and pounce on the unusual man who has entered the room. He seems to be taken a back at first so I am able to hold him down for a while.

"Wow, he is going to be a strong one Blaine" The man says, I slap him hard across the face but he doesn't even flinch. That makes me even madder but before I can do anything else to harm him, Blaine's hands wind their way under my arms and pull me away. I see the shock in the man's eyes, and the worry in Jeff's and the sadness in Blaine's. I quickly rush out of the room, escaping the questioning glances they all give me, I don't want to be treated like a freak.

"Kurt! Come back" I hear Blaine shout after I dash up the stairs to a room I think is Blaine's. I sit with my back to the wall and my hands over my ears so no one can disturb me any more than I am. What have I done?

BLAINES P.O.V.

"I'm gonna check that he's ok, I'll be back in a bit." I said giving an apologetic glance to Nick and Jeff. Nick smiled waving me away and Jeff was rubbing himself all over the couch. I shook it off and rushed upstairs two at a time and calling out for Kurt. Looking from room to room, expecting him to have gone into a bathroom or the closet. Instead I heard quiet whimpering coming from my bedroom, exactly where I didn't think he would go considering what happened yesterday.

I pushed open my door slowly. "Kurt? Kurt are you okay?" seeing me enter the room he scrambled off the bed and onto the floor on the other side of it. "Hey, hey. Kurt it's ok, your okay." I said crawling over to him and reaching out to comfort him.

"No it's NOT! It's not Blaine!" kurt started to sob and I quickly gathered him into my arms , stroking his hair and rocking him back and forth. "It's...I'm not ok, I'm not...I'm a monster." He cried curling into my arms.

"Kurt, you are not a monster,"

"But I attacked Nick!" He exclaimed.

"He can handle himself, trust me. Kurt, you have just gone through the biggest change of your life! Things have changed, you have changed but you are still you. You are still Kurt, this amazing sexy guy who from the short space of time i have known you I can already tell is sweet, kind and compassionate, and you know what?" Kurt looked up at me with his beautiful eyes. "I've been looking for you forever."

I brushed away a tear with my thumb and then stroked back is hair, I watched entranced as his tounge came out to wet his pink lips. Blushing he looked down before glancing up at me again through his dark lashes. My hand cupped his cheek and my eyesore locked with his. Then, slowly, our lips met. It was sweet and innocent. Kurt's hands moved so one was gripping my shirt and the other was knotted in the hair at the back of my head.

We broke apart, Kurt blushing started purring and i gave a satisfied chuckle at the knowledge i was responsible for that. I untangled myself from kurt and stood up, offering him a hand up off the floor. "Come on, nicks gonna tell us everything we need to know."

We were all sat in the lounge on the dark brown leather corner sofa that matched the red and brown theme in the room. Kurt and Jeff were sat in the bend of sofa. They were nuzzling each other, taking in each others scent and purring. I smiled as nick chuckled murmuring under his breath "fledglings."

"So... What can you tell us?" I asked. I was anxious to know everything I could so I knew how to help and support Kurt as much as possible.

"Kurt is going to have "super senses, everything is going to be brighter, louder, taste better and he will move faster. Everything will settle in in a few days." Nick said.

"He will be able tell what a person is like just by being near them for a short period of time. His eyes will change colour depending on his mood along with purring when he is happy or content. Um and as you can tell young fledglings tend to get on very well. After he has had his fill of blood he will become needy and ...lustful." Nick finished winking at me with grid heresy grin on his face.

"Oh and Kurt will have imprinted on you." Nick dead panned.

"Wait what! So I'm his mate now like in twighlight!" Kurt said panicking before Jeff nuzzled behind his ear and Kurt started to purr again.

"No Kurt, not quite." Nick chuckled. "The first person you saw after turning, you immediately became dependant on, its more when a baby goose or duck hatches and the first thing it sees it thinks is its mother and follows everywhere."

"Erm ok, what does that mean for me?"I enquire because if Kurt's going to follow me everywhere we might have a problem.

"Well normally the first person a fledgling sees is their creator. But because like me Kurt was turned by a rogue the first person he saw was not a vampire. Kurt in normal circumstance would feed from his creator and then would be weened on to blood straight from humans but because he has already shared your blood you have cemented the bond which poses a dilemma."

"Why, if he has already had human blood can't he just carry on like that?" I say confused as to the problem.

"Kurt can only have blood from one person to start off with and he is going to need blood regularly for a couple of months but the amount of blood he will need will drain you dry." This comment shocked me. I was so scared when I found kurt, then overjoyed when I discovered he was alive and now, now he could literally be the death of me.

I was so deep in thought I barely heard Kurt's phone go off "shit I need to go home my dad is flipping a lid."