meeeeeehhhhhhhhhh, haven't played Mateo for too long. I missed my screw-up. Possibly mature but I'm tired so most likely not.

Mateo
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"Meph's gone," I muttered quietly, rising to my feet.

"Poor thing. It must be driving him mad."

"What?"

"It's nothing for you to worry about."

I sighed and slipped back into the shadows, letting them, guide my path back to my room above the club where the party was still in full swing. No doubt the place had already taken more than its worth, not that it mattered. This had never been about the money, to hell with the money, I took what I wanted. This was just a way of getting out on my own, of getting out of my mother's shadow. Have you done it yet? Doesn't feel like it. Maybe if I wasn't so weak...

"What's the matter with you?" I looked up to see Mel leant against the doorframe. She must have followed me from the alleyway.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Hmm?" her head cocked to the side slightly.

"Say someone with vampire blood in them were to get bitten, could that make them stronger?"

"You're talking about yourself," she walked up to me and ran her fingers along the back of my neck.

"Well, will it work or not?" I snapped, trying to ignored the tingling sensation running up and down my body.

"It should do something but what exactly that is," she swung round until she was facing me, her arms draped across my shoulders, "you'll have to find out for yourself."

"Do it," I said without hesitation. "I don't care about any side effects or crap like that, just do it."

A twisted grin appeared on Mel's face as she leant forward. Her hair brushed my ear and I hard the faintest whisper: "try not to screm," moments before her teeth pierced my flesh. I cringed as the overwhelming pain flooded my body. Who knew something so small could cause such agony? I could feel the new life running through me. The darkness, the pure unholiness of the vampire spirit merging with my own, twisting with it, bending it to its will. I felt a part of me come alive. Something that had laid dormant for too long finally came out of hiding.

And it felt so good.

"Do you feel different?" she licked a splash of blood from her lip.

I grinned, feeling a spark of something foreign flash across my eyes. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer to me, so close our hips were touching. I thrust my lips against hers, forcing her mouth open so I could taste the bitter sweet blood that still danced upon her tongue. No ale had ever tasted so sweet as my own blood did that night.

"You tell me."

I kissed her again, letting the rough sensation of our tongues meeting fill me with a burning passion. I tore apart her clothes in an instant, marvelling at my own strength, this certainly would have been a useful gift to have possessed during my earlier feats. Before I knew what was happening we were back to our beginning ways. Things had just gotten a lot better. Mel's bite had had an affect alright and I could feel the new strength coursing through my vains. Now was time to show it off.

I knew what Mel liked and finally I had what I needed to give it to her. Too bad it was starting to look like I was going to need to get my hands on a new mattress but it was more than worth it too hear her moan. Not to mention the fact that it felt good to finally be on the top of one of these.

"I hope you're not doing anything for a while..."

She gasped sharply. "Why?"

I kissed her again, once more beginning that ritual of dancing tongues. "I think you know," I replied, a twisted grin etched across my face. "And I think you want it to happen too."