The decision was anything but spontaneous. The pros and cons had been heavily weighted, all potential effects both on herself and on others considered, how essential this aspect could be in the long run. Thorough research had been undertaken as well.
Once she'd reached her decision, she pursued it with frighteningly intense determination. But, of course, not a word of what was going on in her head was breathed to a soul and wouldn't be until she felt they needed to know.
It was all very classically Ana.
"I want you to turn me."
"Is that so?" Eric drawled. "Why? Can't stand the thought that dear Dominic's going to live forever and you're not?"
"No. I have my reasons. The fact that both mer and humans are mortal isn't one of them."
Eric leaned back against the wall, as if he were the one with the power here. "Really? Because I think it is, and I know that you know that Dom doesn't know that you're mortal. You don't want to cause him pain. Oh, you're such a dear. But it's not happening, and you're very naive if you think that it is."
Ana smiled. "You're naive if you think this is about romance. Humans are weak; it's common knowledge, and my current powers are pathetic compared to the full fae's."
"Oooh, does someone have some dominant fantasies involving the princeling?" Eric smirked. "Don't like the thought of him being on top?"
"No. I simply want to get rid of my humanity."
"But you're so much fun to play with when you're helpless."
She pressed a finger against his lips. "Not anymore, I'm not."
In a flash, their positions were reversed and Eric's the one pressing her against the wall. "Want to bet?"
Ana didn't let herself get tense and simply looked him in the eye. "You're assuming physical power is everything. All I have to do is scream or send out a mental distress call and Dom's family will have you dead before you can even think to teleport away. Same for when we're at Randal's bases, except with a lot more people. And then there's me." She played with the collar of his jacket. "All I have to do is kiss you and you'll do whatever I say. I'm playing nice by asking."
Eric's eyes narrowed. "And you're forgetting the speed of vampires. I could kill you in a split second and be gone before anyone knew."
"But I'm not dead, and you're not trying to hurt me, which says that you know how stupid that would be." She was feeling smug and didn't bother hiding it. "See how much it pays off to endear yourself to people rather than piss 'em off all the time?"
He dug his fingers into her arms, hissing into her face. "Is that so?"
"Idle threats. You're too morally uptight to do anything but get your lackeys to come running, which wouldn't help your case at all." His fangs slipped out while he was talking. He was studying her neck rather than her face now.
She kissed him before he could bite her, even though kissing him filled her with revulsion and self-hate. She bent her mind on making him give to her, and tried to ignore the fact that he tasted like blood. She must be getting stronger at this whole seduction/control thing because after only a second, he kissed her back, and his hands pressed her body against his. A mental probe told her that he'd relaxed his mind's barriers. It took barely any effort to get through them and all that mental training with Mari paid off. She pulled away after seizing control of his impulses and cupped his face with her hands.
"Turn me," she whispered.
Eyes dark, motions almost robotic, he bit his wrist and offered it to her as it started bleeding.
I only need a little bit of vampire blood in my system, she reminded herself when disgust nearly bested her. She licked the blood from his wrist before she could chicken out, then forced herself to swallow. It was gross.
Eric was still standing there, face blank. Ana was just going to leave him, but then turned back quickly. "Now, you're going to find some ranking person and tell them everything you know about war plans and about all of the horrible things you've done."
"Yes, I will," he said tonelessly, and walked off.
Ana smirked. A little bit of guilt crept into her mind, asking what Dom would think, but she brushed it aside. Everyone used their powers to help them somehow; that was exactly what she just did. It was just unfortunate for her that seduction was one of those powers, or that she wasn't full-blooded mer and couldn't use her singing to control people like that. She still needed to tell him that, "Hey, I can control people when I kiss them", but she was waiting for an opportune moment.
Once Eric was out of sight, she fistpumped and did a little happy dance. All she had to do now was jump off of the rooftops or something like that to kill herself, and then her human half would be replaced with vampirism. She'd finally be able to be a major player in this game. Someone to contend with.
"'All shall love me and despair'," she murmured, and giggled with glee.