He swiftly dodged my attack, but I was ready for that. I whipped out my arm just in time for him to smash his face into it whilst trying to flit away. He fell to the ground, knocked out. I bent over him, snarling. A crimson red drip of blood fell down my pale pale chin.
It was as if that drop of blood was trying to remind me of something. The girl. Suddenly, instincts kicked in. I walked gracefully over to the limp, lifeless body. I bend over it, and used my fingernails to scratch the skin hard enough that blood dripped out. I did the same to my wrist, and mixed the blood.
She woke up hours later. I'd turned her into a vampire.