A week passed quickly, but for Yvette and Alexander, each day was filled with tension and uncertainty. They knew that the Cleaners could appear again at any moment, and next time Victor might not be there to rescue them.

"We need a plan," Yvette said, sitting in Alexander's office with various materials and documents spread out before her. "We can't just wait for the Council's decision."


"What do you have in mind?" Alexander asked.

"I think we should take the initiative," Yvette replied, "We should prove that my abilities can benefit both worlds."

"How do we prove that?"


"Through practical action," Yvette said, "I can help solve some problems in vampire society, proving that cooperation between humans and vampires is possible."

Just then, Marco hurried into the office. His expression was more serious than ever before.


"Sir, we have an emergency," he said, "there is a young vampire who has lost control and is threatening to expose our existence."

"What's the situation?" Alexander immediately became alert.

"His name is Daniel, he was turned less than a month ago," Marco explained, "his creator died in an accident, and now he's alone, unable to control his abilities."

"Where is he?"

"In an abandoned factory in Brooklyn," Marco answered, "he has already attacked several humans, though he hasn't killed them, but the situation is deteriorating."

"We must stop him," Alexander said, "before he does something worse."

"I'll go with you," Yvette said.

"No," Alexander said firmly, "it's too dangerous."

"It's precisely because it's dangerous that I must go," Yvette insisted, "This is an opportunity to prove my worth. If I can help that young vampire, it will prove my abilities are useful."

Alexander hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, but you must be careful."

The three of them immediately headed to Brooklyn. The abandoned factory was located in a remote industrial area, with little human activity around. It was an ideal location for supernatural confrontations.

"How should we approach him?" Yvette asked.

"Carefully," Alexander answered, "An out-of-control vampire is extremely dangerous. Their rationality has been drowned by the thirst for blood."

As they entered the factory, Yvette immediately sensed a strong feeling of pain and fear. Her special ability allowed her to perceive Daniel's emotional state.

"He's frightened," she said, "He doesn't know what's happening to him."

"This is normal," Alexander said, "the transformation is a difficult process, especially when there's no one to guide you."

They found Daniel deep in the factory. The young vampire was curled up in a corner, his clothes in tatters, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.

"Daniel," Alexander said softly, "we're here to help you."

"Don't come near me!" Daniel shouted, "I don't want to hurt anyone, but I can't control myself."

"You don't need to hurt anyone," Yvette said, slowly walking toward him, "we understand your pain."

"You don't understand," Daniel said, "you're human, you don't know what this craving feels like."

"You're right, I don't know," Yvette admitted, "but I do know what fear feels like, I know what loneliness feels like."

She continued to approach, although Alexander watched nervously from behind.

"Let me help you," she said, "let me feel your pain."

She reached out and gently touched Daniel's hand. Instantly, she was overwhelmed by a flood of intense emotions. She felt Daniel's fear, confusion, longing, and despair.

"I understand," she said, "you're afraid of becoming a monster."

"I already am a monster," Daniel said, "I attacked innocent people, I almost killed them."

"But you didn't kill them," Yvette pointed out, "which means there's still humanity deep inside you."

"Humanity?" Daniel laughed bitterly, "I'm not human anymore."

"No," Yvette said firmly, "you're still you, just with new abilities. These abilities don't change who you are at your core."

Her words and touch had a remarkable effect. Daniel began to calm down, the red glow in his eyes gradually fading.

"Feeling better?" Yvette asked.

"Yes," Daniel said, "I feel... calmer now."

"How is this possible?" Marco asked in shock.

"The bloodline of the Peacemaker," Alexander answered, "She can stabilize the emotions of supernatural beings."

But at that moment, sounds suddenly came from the factory entrance. Several figures dressed in black appeared at the entrance.

"The Cleaners," Alexander said, "they've found us."

"We need to leave," Marco said, "now."

But it was too late. The Cleaners had surrounded the factory, their speed making escape impossible.

"Yvette Morris," one of the Cleaners said, "a week has passed. The Council's decision remains unchanged."

"Wait," Yvette said, "did you see what just happened? I helped a vampire who lost control, my ability is useful."

"Your ability is indeed useful," the Cleaner admitted, "but that is precisely why it is more dangerous."

"I don't understand."

"Imagine if your power falls into the wrong hands," the Cleaner explained, "What would be the consequence if someone could control you and use your ability to manipulate our race?"

This argument confused Yvette. She had never considered the possibility of her abilities being maliciously exploited.

"But," she said, "I won't let anyone manipulate me."

"Can you guarantee that?" the Cleaner asked, "Can you guarantee that you will never be corrupted, never be tempted, never make mistakes?"

"No one can make such guarantees," Yvette admitted, "but that doesn't mean we should give up trying."

"The risk is too great for us," the Cleaner said, "Therefore, the council's decision is final."

"In that case," Alexander said, "I request the Duel Protocol."

This declaration shocked everyone.

"The Duel Protocol?" Marco asked.

"The ancient rules," Alexander explained, "if a vampire has objections to the council's decision, he can request to resolve the dispute through a duel."

"However," the Cleaner said, "the dueling rules only apply to disputes between vampires. Yvette Morris is human."

"She is my companion," Alexander said, "according to the ancient rules, I have the right to represent her in a duel."

The Cleaners exchanged glances. The dueling rule was a very ancient tradition, one that even the council could not easily ignore.

"Who will represent the council?" one of the Cleaners asked.

"I will represent the council," a familiar voice came from the factory entrance.

Victor walked in, his expression serious and sad.

"Victor," Alexander said, "you don't need to do this."

"I must do this," Victor replied, "as your creator, it is my responsibility."

"Are you really going to duel with me?"

"I don't want to," Victor admitted, "but the council's decision is final. And perhaps only through a duel can we truly resolve this issue."

"What are the rules of the duel?" Yvette asked.

"Traditional vampire duel," Victor replied, "fight until one side surrenders or... death."

"No," Yvette said, "I won't allow you to harm each other because of me."

"It's not your choice," Alexander said, "it's mine."

"Then, I'll make my choice too," Yvette said, "I choose to be turned."

This declaration silenced everyone.

"Are you sure?" Alexander asked.

"I'm sure," Yvette replied, "if I become a vampire, I'll no longer be a human the council needs to worry about."

"But being turned means..."

"It means I will share eternity with you," Yvette said, "isn't that what I've always wanted?"

"The transformation is irreversible," Victor warned, "you will never be able to return to the human world."

"I know," Yvette said, "but I also know that I cannot let you hurt each other because of me."

"The transformation must be voluntary," the Cleaner said, "and there must be witnesses."

"I volunteer," Yvette said firmly, "I choose to become a vampire."

"In that case," the Cleaner said, "the council's concerns no longer exist. As a vampire, you will be bound by our laws."

"Wait," Alexander said, "transformation is a dangerous process. Not everyone can successfully transform."

"I know the risks," Yvette said, "but I am willing to take them."

"What if you die during the transformation?"

"Then at least I died for something I believe in," Yvette answered, "for our love, for peace between the two worlds."

Victor looked at this brave woman, his heart filled with complex emotions.

"If you have truly decided to transform," he said, "I can help you. I have enough experience to ensure the process is safe."

"You would do this?" Yvette asked.

"To prevent an unnecessary duel," Victor said, "yes, I will help you."

"Then, let us begin now," Yvette said.

"Are you sure you don't need more time to consider?" Alexander asked.

"I have been considering it for a long time," Yvette replied, "this is my choice."

She turned to young Daniel, who had been quietly observing everything.

"Daniel," she said, "how are you feeling now?"

"Much better," Daniel answered, "thank you for your help."

"Remember," Yvette said, "becoming a vampire doesn't mean losing your humanity. You can still choose what kind of person to be."

"I'll remember that," Daniel promised.

"Well then," Victor said, "if you are truly ready, we will begin the transformation ritual."

"I'm ready," Yvette confirmed one last time.

Alexander held her hand, his eyes filled with love and concern.

"No matter what happens," he said, "I'll be with you."

"I know," Yvette replied, "that's why I'm not afraid."

The transformation process was about to begin, and Yvette was about to embark on a path of no return. But she had no regrets, because she knew this was the choice she made for love and belief.

And in this abandoned factory, witnessing all this were not only her friends, but also those enemies who originally came to stop her.

Perhaps this choice would not only change her destiny, but also the future of both worlds.

Time would tell them the answer.

The transformation ritual began at midnight. Victor chose a relatively clean room in the factory, far from outside interference, suitable for conducting such an important ritual.

"The transformation process will be divided into three stages," Victor explained to Yvette, "first is the death of the body, then rebirth, and finally the awakening of abilities. Each stage has its dangers."

"What do I need to know?" Yvette asked.

"Keep your consciousness clear," Victor said, "no matter how painful it is, don't give up. If you lose consciousness during the process, the transformation may fail."

"I will," Yvette said firmly.

Alexander held her hand, his eyes filled with concern. "If you change your mind, it's not too late."

"I won't change my mind," Yvette replied, "we've come this far."

Victor took out a small bottle from his coat, containing a deep red liquid. "This is my blood," he said, "it will guide your transformation process."

"Why your blood?" Yvette asked.

"Because the creator's blood contains the strongest transformation ability," Victor explained, "and, as Alexander's creator, my blood will ensure the connection between you two."

Yvette nodded, understanding the deeper meaning of this arrangement. If she were to become a vampire, she wanted the closest connection with Alexander.

"Let's begin," she said.

Victor first bit his own wrist, letting the blood flow into a small vial. Then he handed the vial to Yvette.

"Drink it," he said, "then lie down and wait for the process to begin."

Yvette took the vial, looking at the deep red liquid inside. In this moment, she felt a weight like never before. She was about to cross an irreversible boundary.

"I love you," she said to Alexander, then drank it all in one gulp.

The taste of the liquid was more complex than she had imagined. It had a metallic flavor, but also a sweetness she couldn't describe. When the liquid flowed down her throat, she immediately felt an intense heat.

"Now lie down," Victor said, "let the process begin."

Yvette lay on a makeshift bed, with Alexander sitting beside her. Victor, Marco, and the cleaners gathered around as witnesses to this historic moment.

At first, Yvette didn't feel anything unusual. But soon, the heat began to spread throughout her body. Her heartbeat started to accelerate, then suddenly slowed down.

"This is normal," Victor said, "your body is undergoing a fundamental transformation."

The pain began.

This wasn't ordinary pain, but an intense agony that came from deep within her marrow. Yvette felt as if every cell in her body was burning, every nerve screaming.

"I... I feel like I'm dying," she said painfully.

"You are indeed dying," Victor said, "your human body is dying, but your consciousness will be reborn in a new body."

"Hang in there," Alexander said, gripping her hand tightly, "I'm right here."

Yvette's vision began to blur, and her breathing became difficult. She could feel her heartbeat slowing down, and her body temperature was dropping.

"I can't see," she said, her voice becoming weak.

"That's normal," Victor said, "your senses are being reconfigured."

In the darkness, Yvette began to hear some strange sounds. These sounds seemed to come from far away, yet were very clear. She realized that these were sounds she had never heard before.

"I can hear... heartbeats," she said, "not just mine, but others' as well."

"Your new senses are awakening," Victor said, "this is a good sign."

Time seemed to lose its meaning. Yvette didn't know how long she had spent in this state. She only knew that she was experiencing something unprecedented.

Her human life began to flash in her memory. She recalled her childhood, her days at Oxford University, and her excitement when she came to New York. All these memories seemed so distant, as if they were someone else's life.

"Am I still me?" she asked.

"You are still you," Alexander answered, "you've just acquired new abilities."

"I feel... different," Yvette said, "I feel more... complete."

"That's because of your special bloodline," Victor said, "your transformation process is smoother than ordinary people's."

Gradually, Yvette's vision began to recover. But the world she saw was completely different from before. All colors were more vibrant, all details were clearer. She could see the most subtle expressions on everyone's face in the room.

"My vision," she said, "everything is so clear."

"That's the night vision ability of vampires," Victor explained, "you can now see clearly in complete darkness."

Yvette slowly sat up, feeling a power she had never experienced before. Her body felt light yet strong, as if she could do anything.

"I feel... powerful," she said.

"Strength is one of the basic abilities of vampires," Victor said, "but you must learn to control it."

"Do I have other abilities?"

"Let's test it," Victor said, "focus your attention and try to sense the emotions of everyone in this room."

Yvette closed her eyes and concentrated. Suddenly, she was overwhelmed by a flood of intense emotions. She could feel everyone's emotions: Alexander's love and concern, Victor's curiosity and pride, Marco's awe, and the caution of the cleaners.

"I can feel... everyone's emotions," she said, "it's stronger than before."

"This is your special ability," Victor said, "as a descendant of the Peacemakers, you possess extraordinary empathic abilities."

"Can I influence their emotions too?"

"Try it," Victor said.

Yvette looked at one of the cleaners, whose expression had been very serious. She concentrated, trying to transmit a feeling of calmness to him.

The cleaner's expression gradually relaxed, and his eyes became less tense.

"Surprising," he said, "I feel... calm."

"This ability is extremely rare among vampires," Victor said, "you truly are special."

"So, was the transformation successful?" Alexander asked.

"It was," Victor confirmed, "and more successful than I expected."

Yvette stood up, feeling her body full of vitality. But she also realized that she was now facing a completely new reality.

"I'm hungry," she said, "but not for food."

"A thirst for blood," Victor said, "it's normal. We've prepared some medical blood."

He handed her a small vial containing a deep red liquid. Yvette took the vial, and she found herself having a strong craving for this liquid.

"This feels strange," she said, "I know this is blood, but I don't feel disgusted."

"Your body now needs blood to sustain life," Victor explained, "this is part of your new identity."

Yvette drank the blood, and she immediately felt a sense of satisfaction. Her body seemed to absorb the liquid, converting it into energy.

"I feel much better," she said.

"Now," Victor said, "we need to discuss your new life. As a newborn vampire, you need to learn to control your abilities."

"What do I need to learn?"

"First, control your power," Victor said, "your strength now is ten times that of a normal person. If you're not careful, you might harm innocent people."

"I understand," Yvette said.

"Second, learn to control your emotional influence ability," Victor continued, "this power might unconsciously affect those around you."

"I'll be careful."

"Finally, you need to learn to hide your identity in the human world," Victor said, "although you're a vampire now, you still need to maintain connections with human society."

"That's exactly what I want to do," Yvette said, "I want to be a bridge between the two worlds."

"And now, you have the ability to achieve this goal," Victor said.

At that moment, Yvette suddenly thought of an important question. "Samantha," she said, "how should I tell her about my transformation?"

"That's a complicated issue," Alexander said, "your friendship is precious, but now you come from different worlds."

"I don't want to lose her," Yvette said, "She's my best friend."

"Well," Victor said, "Perhaps it's time to let her know the truth."

"What do you mean?"

"If she's truly your friend, she'll accept your changes," Victor said, "And as a bridge, you need some human allies."

"I'll think about it," Yvette said.

"Now," Victor said, "We need to report the successful transformation to the council."

He turned to the cleaners, "You witnessed the entire process. Yvette Morris is now one of us."

"We will report to the council," one of the cleaners said, "But she still needs to go through a probation period."

"Probation period?" Yvette asked.

"Six months," the cleaner said, "During these six months, you must prove that you can control your abilities and won't threaten our secrets."

"I accept," Yvette said.

"So," Victor said, "welcome to the vampire world, Yvette Morris."

Yvette looked at the people around her, realizing that her life had fundamentally changed. But she had no regrets, because she knew this was her own choice.

"Thank you," she said, "thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"You earned this opportunity," Victor said, "now, it's time to begin your new life."

As they left the factory, Yvette felt the beauty of the night. Her new senses allowed her to experience details she had never noticed before. The sounds, smells, and colors of the night were all so rich and vivid.

"This world," she said to Alexander, "is more beautiful than I imagined."

"You're just beginning to understand it," Alexander replied, "we have eternity to explore."

"Eternity," Yvette repeated, "that's an awe-inspiring concept."

"But now, we are not alone," Alexander said, "we have each other."

"Yes," Yvette said, "we have each other."

They walked along the night streets of New York, an ancient vampire and a newborn vampire, two people in love, two people ready to change the world.

And on the other side of the city, Samantha was working in her apartment, completely unaware that her best friend had just experienced the most important transformation of her life.

But soon, she would also know the truth.

Because the truth always rises to the surface.

Especially when it concerns love and friendship.