“Wow….I think you had better start explaining this whole reality thing to me... Danny replied. “And yes, I’d like that.”
Vanessa cocked her head at Danny, “Like what?”
“To be your… um, daughter?” Danny mumbled awkwardly. “I guess I have to accept a few changes.”
Vanessa leaned forwards and kissed Danny on the forehead. “First thing, you need is a new name. As I never expected to be a mother thanks to this… the way we are… I’d be so happy if you would let me pick my child’s name?” she asked cautiously.

“I’d like that.” smiled Danny.

Nightstalkers
Chapter 2 — Bedtime stories
by Alyssa Plant

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“You are the one that was written about in vampire lore... It was said that once turned, you would lead us to victory, and save us from a war of destruction... It is your destiny.”

Danny sat on the bed in his room wearing a tee-shirt that could have been a nightgown to her new form.

“Tell me about the world please?” she asked looking at Vanessa. “Right now, I feel like I don’t even know which way is up.”

The dark goddess looked ruffled. Her sultry exterior was cracked. Danny could see a very different woman inside.

“Just explain things to me please.” She pleaded. Danny sighed and stared out into space before balling up some invisible courage and opening her lips, “I don’t blame you for this.”

Vanessa looked at Danny, her eyes searching for any sign that the words were a lie.

“I’m sorry.” She said quietly. “I can see how much this has done to you, I never expected this… the others I turned learned about the world as it is, and lived their new lives, but I’ve broken yours, I feel so responsible.”

Danny looked at Vanessa; he felt no lust for her, no desire, just, a friend now… the one person he could talk to, she almost seemed a parent to him now…

“Please, I need someone to guide me… teach me what to do… I feel like an orphan…”

“I’ll talk to the council.” Vanessa resolved. “If they agree, and due to the circumstances, I think they will, Id like to adopt you… you need a mother… its pretty much the role I would have by any other name…”

“But you’re nearly the same age as me?” Danny asked curiously.

Vanessa shook her head. “I’m going to be 322 in November.” She smiled.

“Wow….I think you had better start explaining this whole reality thing to me... Danny replied. “And yes, I’d like that.”

Vanessa cocked her head at Danny, “Like what?”

“To be your… um, daughter?” Danny mumbled awkwardly. “I guess I have to accept a few changes.”

Vanessa leaned forwards and kissed Danny on the forehead. “First thing, you need is a new name. As I never expected to be a mother thanks to this… the way we are… I’d be so happy if you would let me pick my child’s name?” she asked cautiously.

“I’d like that.” smiled Danny.

“Nataliya.” She announced smiling; “It was my mother’s name, my real mother. We can call you Natalie for simplicity.”

Natalie smiled, she liked the name, it was still an internal struggle for her to accept that she was now a girl, but the name now seemed to add some final reality to it.

“So, tell me about life then mother.” smirked Natalie.

“Come here and I’ll tell you.” Vanessa whispered affectionately opening her arms to her new daughter. Natalie smiled and snuggled into her mother’s side.

“Vampires exist.” She began, “Many centuries ago, humanity split, Homo sapiens grew on as normal, but Homo nocturnus branched off. The first was similar to a condition still present in Homo sapiens today. A deficiency in the blood caused them to need to drink blood for the haemoglobin they required to bond and carry oxygen and nutrients around the body. As time went by, and the first reproduced, this trait was carried over, somewhere along the line, homo nocturnus evolved; many of the old myths are somewhat true. Silver is poisonous to us, the same way arsenic and cyanide are poisonous to Homo sapiens. Crosses are utterly folklore…” she smirked lifting a chain tipped with a gold cross from her cleavage.

“Garlic is nasty, vampire or not, but harmless none the less… Mirrors, great myth used in vampire movies and books, utterly untrue. I mean, it defies logic that something could be present but not reflect?” she giggled. “There is an element of truth to the superhuman strength stories, we can run faster, longer, jump higher, and survive a lot more than a human, but you are not invulnerable, a high enough fall will kill you, and enough bullets in the right place will probably kill you… Sunlight, the biggest myth of all, while it does not turn one to ash as most depictions show, but our skin contains no pigment, so it burns you really badly if you are in direct sunlight for more than a few moments, exposure over an hour will kill you.” Vanessa explained as she stroked Natalie’s hair softly.

“So what about my teeth?” Natalie asked curiously as she touched her pronounced canines. “Were they just another evolution that made feeding easier?”

Vanessa nodded. “I’m not sure when that happened, but it certainly makes piercing skin easier.”

“What about turning? How does that work?” Natalie pressed, her curiosity growing.

“When I feed on someone, and I allow them to drink my blood, that passes the vampire gene in to their blood stream, it replicates and regenerates as you know. As for your case my child, we will have to talk to one of the council elders who knows the most about the process, Elder Geistler.”

“The society is a mirror of humanity in a way. We have the high council, made up of the oldest and wisest of our species, they rule benevolently, doing what is best to maintain the survival of the species, and harmony with human kind. There are quotas for killing, and most feeding requires the victim left alive and unaware of what happened to them. Turnings are rarer still. These days, nothing more than for special cases, such as yourself.”

“What do you mean?” Natalie asked sitting up and looking into Vanessa’s eyes, “What is so special about me?”

“You are the one that was written about in early vampire lore. Your name, where we would find you, it was said that once turned, you would lead us to victory, and save us from a war of destruction. It’s a heavy weight I know my dear, but it is your destiny.”

Natalie was stunned. She was supposed to save a species she never knew about until today. “From who?” she blurted out, although the answer was trivial, any opponent would eat her alive.

Vanessa looked worried. “In the mid 1300s, a sect broke away from the vampire race, they had no regard for our laws, and our way of life, over time, they evolved too…” she trailed off.

“What did they become?” Natalie asked, without wanting to know the answer.

“Our predators.” Replied Vanessa in a half whisper. “They feed on vampires and humans alike, they cannot be stopped till you came. You’re blood holds the key to stopping these nightmare creatures.”

Natalie was stunned, she wasn’t sure what to think or how to comprehend that she would be the end of a centuries old conflict between equally nightmarish creatures in her view, regardless of the fact that she now belonged to one of those species.

“I think that’s enough for one day.” Sighed Vanessa. “There is such thing as information overload my dear.”

Natalie nodded mutely.

“Perhaps we should work on getting you dressed so I don’t have to take you home naked later?”

“I don’t have any clothes that will fit…” Natalie began plucking at the tee-shirt she wore.

“I’ll deal with that.” Smiled Vanessa, “I want you to go take a shower. By the time you return, ill have something sorted my dear.”

Not quite sure as to how she would accomplish that, Natalie followed orders and made her way blindly into the bathroom.

Sliding the lock on the door, she stripped the tee-shirt over her head. That had once been tight on her, and it now reached almost to her knees.

Natalie studied her form as she stepped into the shower.

She ran her hands over her body. The breasts… her breasts felt strange, soft but firm, and touching the dark nipples made her feel funny in her tummy, it was more pleasurable than she had ever experienced before. Her body was hairless except for a small patch where her legs ended. That area was still strictly off mental limits. She might have accepted that she was female, but she was not touching it yet.

Her skin had a creamy whiteness to it, not ghostly, but untouched by the ravages of the sun. The texture of her skin was something else to Natalie’s mind. A softness she had never expected to feel on herself.
Turning the shower on, she slipped down to sit in the bottom of the shower and hugged her knees to her chest.

Closing her eyes she half wanted to wake up as Danny, but a part of her loved how she felt. A part felt at home.

As the hot water poured over her body, she plucked up the courage to confirm what she knew.

Slowly, she slipped a hand between her thighs and gently touched the folds that lay within.

She had a vagina. She had expected some shock, sadness, or sense of loss, but felt nothing, she felt normal… Withdrawing her hand, she clambered to her feet and began soaping herself and washing, this was too freaky to dwell on…

Stepping from the shower, she wrapped a towel around her waist before remembering and covering her breasts with the fluffy cotton.

Stepping from the bathroom, she made her way back into her room and sat on the edge of the bed to dry herself.

There was a knock at the door as she was rubbing her hair with the towel.

After making sure she was covered, she slowly approached the door and opened it expecting Vanessa to have returned.

“Hey, is Danny in there cutie?” asked her classmate Paul while staring at her chest.

‘I wonder if Vanessa, well mom would mind if I just killed one insignificant human?’ she thought to herself.
 
 

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To Be Continued...