"Maybe, but separatism and isolationism is not permitted since our strength is a collective one. Humans fragment themselves with love and lose track of what it means to be a part of a greater social order. They lose the concept of being a team player. It takes time to understand what love is but watching soap-operas I've come to understand some aspects of it. I think I've always had those feelings for you, even when I saved you in the alley."
"That was you," he asked in disbelief realizing she'd been his champion all along. It dawned on him where the motorcycle-jacket came from and how she acquired it. In fact it was still lying on the living room floor. Strange that he never thought of whom it once belonged, thinking it was hers all this time.
"Yes it was me. Do you remember the night your mother came to seduce and perhaps change you? You began to cry making her emotional. The next day she told me she was giving you to me, to do what I wanted. She told me if love was not in our future I should change you by force. I could've before now but wanted to give you time to learn our ways, hoping you'd join us willingly."
It occurred to him vampires weren't as evil as he once thought, even showing signs of compassion and understanding. Could it be there were different kinds of vampires, just like humans when there were both good and bad? After having sex again she said,
"I hope you understand it's too late for you to turn back now. You've ingested too much of my bodily fluids and in so doing you've become predisposed to vampirism now. Since engaging in intercourse with me and I allowing it, you won't be able to turn back or away from me now. I would as soon kill you in the name of love than to know you've chosen an existence without me. All that remains for us is to approach your mother with the news, so we can bond completely. Though you're not vampire yet, you'll soon begin to see some changes taking place to and within you."
Though sighing in resignation the thought of being a vampire fascinated him. It occurred to him the line he began crossing was the same one his mother traversed. And for the first time he realized the alternate means they used in recruiting or converting humans. It wasn't only by biting them on the neck as we're told and often led to believe; instead it's done through oral sex and on a cellular level, one molecule at a time.
