The Coven - Chapter 4

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"The Coven"
Chapter Four
By KMB


The peace of the early morning was quickly shattered with a loud banging. Sleep was desperately needed, but there was no way anyone could sleep through this, especially since the pounding seemed like it was going to continue until the door was broken through.

"Is it the DEA?" Franklin groggily asked.

"The DEA never knocks, they just bust in," Waldo replied as he pulled himself out of his hammock and went to the door. He peeked at the little security monitor by the door to confirm it was safe and opened up their home to their guest.

"About time..." Alyssa muttered as she walked in, rubbing her hand. "I was gonna knock myself bloody waiting for you guys to get up off your asses. What took you guys so long? It's not like you've gotta walk across a football field to get to your door. Mmmmm hey...who's your friend? Looks like he's happy to meet me."

Alyssa paused as she got a look at Todd. He was standing beside his hammock dressed only in a pair of boxer shorts and his glasses. Since he had just gotten up he was also sporting a touch of morning wood and the scientist quickly fell into a deep blush. Mortified, Todd grabbed a pillow and covered his crotch with it as Alyssa grinned, relishing the chance to make this guy uncomfortable.

"This is Todd," Waldo explained. "He's an old friend of ours."

"Well nice to meet you Todd," Alyssa replied, giving him a little bit more of a tease by leaning forward so he could catch a glimpse of cleavage from her red shirt. "I'm Alyssa..."

"Ummm yeah...I know," Todd mumbled, wishing the world would swallow him up. In his line of work he didn't have much experience talking to women like Alyssa and he was convinced he was making a fool of himself as he stood there barely dressed and futilely trying to cover his erection.

The four men were still barely awake. It had been a long night of frustration for them as they attempted to track down Elizabeth's whereabouts. They had found Kirsten's house, but it had been empty when they had arrived. The trail was now cold and their moods were sour in a way that not even an early morning visit from Alyssa Milano could perk up.

"Why are you here Alyssa?" Franklin asked. "I mean we love it when you stop by, but..."

"Actually I just stopped by to see if you guys had seen Jewel," Alyssa said. "She didn't come home last night and I just wanted to make sure she didn't come here and end up passing out or something."

"We haven't seen her. Why? Is everything ok?" Waldo inquired. "Where do you think she is?"

"Oh she just probably got distracted last night," Alyssa speculated. "You know, she was out...met a cute girl and...Well, I'll let your imaginations fill in the rest."

Knowing that their imaginations were probably running wild with possibilities now, Alyssa grinned. That was four new hardons she had created. Her work for the morning was done.

"See you guys later...if you happen to see Jewel, give us a shout next door," Alyssa said, waving her hand and walking out.

"You don't think that Jewel..." Franklin wondered aloud as everyone else leapt to the same conclusion.

"It's possible, but we can't assume that," Waldo replied. "It could be nothing...you know just like Alyssa said. But we should keep our eye on it."

"Should we set up surveillance?" Delbert asked.

"Not yet," Waldo answered. "Let's see what today brings. We'll keep an eye on the mansion and make sure this isn't connected. I say we go back to Kirsten's house and see if we can pick up the trail there. We have to use the days to our advantage."

"Wait...wait...wait..." Todd interrupted, a lot on his mind. "You live next door to Alyssa Milano and you didn't tell me?"

"It's a looooooooong story," Waldo replied.

*****

Inside the mansion, Sarah chewed on her nails nervously. It was a disgusting habit and she knew it. She had tried everything short of hypnotherapy to break it and she was usually good at resisting it. It was only during times of stress that she succumbed and right now she was feeling stress. When she saw Alyssa had returned from next door, she immediately ran over for a report.

"Have they seen her? Do they know where she is?" Sarah asked.

"Afraid not," Alyssa said with a shake of her head. "They're as clueless as we are. I mean it looks like they're hiding something, but they're always like that. They said they hadn't seen her and I don't think they've got her chained up in their lab or anything."

"Damn, I was hoping she was she was over there," Sarah sighed. "This is so unlike her. I can't believe she didn't call or anything."

"Hey we all have our irresponsible moments," Alyssa pointed out. "We're just her friends. We're not her mother. Jewel doesn't have to keep us posted of where she's going 24/7. She's fine Sarah. I'm sure she just found herself some hot little slut to spend the night with and she's spending the morning in bed with her. Hopefully she'll bring this little cutie home with her for us to share. Don't worry about it."

"I'm trying not to," Sarah replied. "I mean with everything about Kirsten and Mila and Shannon disappearing like that and well...you know..."

"It's ok Sarah," Alyssa said tenderly as she hugged her housemate. She didn't have to say anything more. Sarah above all knew that fame could sometimes lead to danger and Alyssa recognized that Sarah had good reason to be concerned. After all she'd barely lived through an attack. Why shouldn't she be worried? So Alyssa tried to do her best to cheer her housemate up and change the subject.

"I'm sure Jewel will be back any minute now, so why don't we concentrate on other things for a bit?" Alyssa offered.

"Hmmm and what 'other things' might you be referring to, Miss Milano?" Sarah inquired as a smile tugged at her lips.

"Well isn't it time for your morning workout...maybe the two of us could go down and work out together," Alyssa grinned. "You know, just like that first day I was here and I saw you strip down and use those machines, getting your naked body all hot and sweaty. Remember how I joined you and we had ourselves a real workout. Mmmm would you like that Sarah? Or are you still sick of girl sex?"

"Stop saying that!" Sarah demanded, giving Alyssa a playful push. "You're starting rumors around here! You make it sound like my bags are packed and my feet are halfway out the door. Didn't I prove to you the other night that I'm still a pussy licking fiend?"

"Maybe...but I need some more convincing," Alyssa giggled before the girls found themselves interrupted.

"Are you two fighting again?" Rose asked with a shake of her head as she walked down the stairs clad only in a flimsy bathrobe. It was a mild shock that she was wearing anything at all. Like Alyssa, Rose usually found it to be a burden to wear any clothes at all when she was at the mansion.

"We're not fighting, Alyssa's just being a pain in the butt," Sarah chided with a smile.

"I am not!" Alyssa shot back. "I am just trying to make sure Sarah's not bored with dyking it out with us. I consider this to be a public service."

"Ok stop it you too or else I'll get you down to the gym to settle this once and for all," Rose said. "And my methods are quite original."

"And how would you like to see us settle this?" Sarah asked.

"The only way disputes should be settled between girls," Rose grinned. "With hot oil wrestling."

"Oooooh I like the sound of that," Alyssa laughed. "I'll have you pinned in three seconds."

"You wish...besides I don't think you'll be complaining much if I get you pinned first," Sarah claimed as she reached around to grab a healthy feel of Alyssa's ass through her shorts. "You'll just be moaning for more!"

"See isn't this better than fighting," Rose pointed out. "I might have a future as a mediator."

Before Rose could consider her future career plans, the mansion's newest housemate arrived home looking for some love. Jessica Alba had happily moved into the mansion after she had broken up with her fiancée Michael and though she had been out of town the past few days doing interviews for her new movie, her thoughts hadn't strayed too far from her friends in Malibu.

"I'm back!" Jessica cheerfully announced as she threw her suitcases down on the floor. "What'd I miss?"

"Jewel is missing and I think Alyssa and I are about to do some nude, hot oil wrestling," Sarah replied.

"Ok...first reaction...huh and second reaction yay!" Jessica responded. "It sounds like I've missed a lot here. Maybe you'd better start off slowly. Is Jewel ok?"

"She just didn't come home last night," Alyssa explained. "I'm sure she's fine. In fact she's probably off having fun while we're standing here wasting time by talking. Are we gonna wrestle this out or what, cause I'm ready."

Alyssa then proved her point by peeling her t-shirt over her head and exposing her braless tits. This certainly got everyone's attention very quickly.

"Any chance you guys need a referee?" Jessica asked, hungrily licking her lips before Sarah and Alyssa grasped her hands and led her and Rose down toward the gym.

*****

The first thing Eliza noticed as she began to stir was the lack of noise. Usually, no matter where she slept, there were the noises of the morning. From birds chirping to traffic congestion, she had heard them all. There was no noise here, but that was only the first thing she noticed. As soon as she opened her eyes she saw that the bed she had slept in was in a cell.

Eliza sat up in her bed with a start and she saw that she was attached to an IV drip and a feeding tube as well as monitors for her heart rate and brain waves. At first she panicked and began to wonder where she was and what had happened. Had she been in an accident? Had she been in a coma or something? But then it all came back.

She had been in Kirsten's hospital room with Inez and she had been yelling at the doctor. That was the last thing she remembered. Things were foggy after that, but she remembered soldiers. And she remembered being knocked out. Christ! They had kidnapped her!

"HEY!!!" Eliza screamed as she ripped the tubes out of her and pulled the monitor sensors off. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!"

Eliza bolted out of her bed and began pounding on the clear glass that held her inside the cell. She was stark naked, but that was the least of her concerns. She wanted to get out of here. Then she'd worry about clothes. She saw two guys in lab coats walk by and she furiously slammed her hands on the glass to get their attention, but it was no use. They completely ignored her.

"GET BACK HERE!!!" Eliza screamed. "GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!!! I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU SICK ASSHOLES ARE BUT YOU'D BETTER GET ME OUT OF HERE OR YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH FUCKING TROUBLE YOU'RE IN!!!"

Beneath all her bravado, Eliza was completely terrified. Her Kiki was missing and now she'd been kidnapped. Were the people that took her the same people that took Kirsten? What was going on here? No one was paying any attention to her and Eliza desperately wanted any little piece of information about why she was here and who had taken her.

Up in the control room, General Fisher looked on at Eliza's continued pounding against the glass with great interests.

"She's up and at full strength with the sun out, General," Lieutenant Chandler observed. "This just confirms our initial testing from last night. This girl is human. She wasn't turned and whoever bit her didn't feed her. There were no traces of vampiric properties in her blood."

"So her little friend nibbles on her, but doesn't turn her," General Fisher said, his thoughts coming aloud. "Why? The Kirsten girl must have been turned yet either. So how did she get out of the hospital like that?"

"Should we let her go?" Chandler asked about Eliza. "She probably doesn't know anything. She's pretty useless."

"No, I think she has plenty of use," Fisher countered. "I say he hold onto her for awhile and see what happens. If her friend was turned then she might want to come back and finish what she started. This girl might be a succulent piece of bait that will lead us right to Elizabeth. In the meantime, she's making too much noise. Knock her out with the sleep agent and do another round of blood tests. I want to make sure this little girl doesn't turn on us."

*****

Meanwhile a thorough search was underway at Eliza and Kirsten's house. For four guys who'd never watched an episode of "CSI" in their lifetime, Waldo, Franklin, Delbert and Todd were surprisingly effective in their search for clues. Of course it hadn't been hard for them to notice to the bloodstains right by the doorway.

It had been more difficult than anticipated for them to find the house last night, but once arriving the security system had been easily circumvented and they had easily repeated it under the light of day. But the triumph of that hadn't made what they found inside any more pleasant.

"Gotta be two victims," Todd said shaking his head as they examined the carpet with its dark red stains permanently marking what had happened there. "I mean unless she bit someone once and they tried to crawl away and she bit them again. But that doesn't make any sense."

"So we can assume one of the victims is Kirsten, but who's number two?" Waldo asked. No one had an answer to that question. It just hung in the air. None of them wanted to believe it could be Jewel. They didn't have any reason to think it was her, after all. But then again, they didn't have any reason to believe it wasn't her. There had been a car in Kirsten's driveway, but since it didn't have a bumper sticker that said "Alaskans Do It Igloo Style" or anything, they couldn't tell if it was hers.

"More importantly where is she now?" Todd asked.

"Do you think she's hiding out here?" Delbert asked. "She might be in a basement or an attic."

"Maybe...but I don't think so," Todd speculated. "If we tracked her down here, chances are Fisher will too. She wouldn't leave herself open like that. Besides if she were here right now we'd know. Vampires tend to make things very cold around them."

"So where could she be?" Franklin wondered. "She's still one step ahead of us at least and she keeps killing people. We can't keep this up for long."

"Maybe we're thinking about this all wrong," Waldo suggested. "We can just run in circles trying to keep up with her. We should be trying to stay ahead of her. I mean Todd, you said she could have escaped any time. Why'd she do it now? Were you guys treating her any worse?"

"No, it was about the same," Todd replied, flinching a bit as he remembered the ultraviolet rays that were used to keep Elizabeth in line. "I mean no worse than usual or anything."

"So why'd she bust out all of a sudden and decide to start biting pretty girls in the neck?" Waldo thought aloud. "Do you think maybe she did it for a reason? That there's something she wants?"

"Hmmmm maybe...just maybe," Todd said, nodding his head. "That makes sense."

"Yeah, but if you're a 17th century Hungarian vampire queen, what do you want?" Delbert asked. "I mean besides a buffet of hot girls. If she wants something bad enough to come here for it, then what is it?"

"And more importantly, how do we get it before she does?" Franklin added.

"Looks like we're going to have to do some research about Elizabeth and fast," Todd said. Everyone nodded in agreement but then froze when they heard car doors slamming on the driveway.

"It's the LAPD!" Delbert said, peering out the window. "Hide!!!"

A few minutes later the door opened and two uniformed officers walked in. Their nametags bore the names "MacMillan" and "Lacey" and while one looked thrilled at their assignment, the other looked bored already. With the door already open, they walked in without any resistance.

"I can't believe we got this job," Lacey grumbled. "Of all the fucking assignments they could have given us, waiting at some Hollywood brat's house to see if she comes back home is the worst."

"No way," his partner shot back. "I could think of a lot of worse places to stay for the day. Besides, I'll bet they've got one of those big screen plasma TVs and I want to watch the game tonight."

"Hold off on the TV for a second," Lacey said as he grabbed MacMillan's shoulder and pointed to the bloodstains. "We'd better call this into headquarters right away."

So as the two officers went back to their squad car to call in for backup and forensic teams, Waldo, Franklin, Delbert and Todd used the suction cups attached to their hands and knees to crawl off the ceiling and out the window sight unseen. It was easy enough to elude the LAPD, but they had bigger things in mind. They had a mystery to get to the bottom of.

*****

Sarah was feeling mighty content as she stretched out on her bed and smiled. All teasing from Alyssa aside, Sarah knew she could never leave all of this. So what if it didn't have the intoxicating freshness that it had when she and Love had begun their self-discovery that day at the studio. It didn't make what she was doing any less hot.

Besides Sarah was willing to forgo the thrill of trying something new if it meant being able to strip naked so Rose and Jessica could cover her entire body in oil. Sarah had only jokingly accepted Rose's offer to wrestle her differences with Alyssa out, but things had gotten real serious real fast when she and Alyssa had gotten naked. There really hadn't any true conflict between them so it had taken a mere five seconds for their wrestling to turn into fucking.

When she closed her eyes Sarah could still feel the sensations of having Alyssa's nude, oiled body rubbing up against hers as they kissed and ground their pussies together. Sarah's hands had quickly gotten greedy and soon she had been all over Alyssa's tits and reaching down to spank her bare ass with her slick hand. That had only worked Alyssa much more and, since she was on top in their grind, every spanking that Sarah gave to her ass, made Alyssa fuck her that much faster.

Soon the glow on their bodies wasn't just coming from the oil. The girl cum dripping from their pussies was making an even sticker mess between them, but it was one they would both have been happy to lick up. Naturally Jessica and Rose felt the exact same way and before Alyssa and Sarah knew what hit them there were two more naked bodies on the mat with them as every orifice in everyone's body was thoroughly probed with fingers and tongues.

It had been quite an encounter and fortunately the video camera had caught all. The tape had already become quite a hot item around the mansion with Love, Jennifer, Christina and Britney all grabbing their chance to see it, while grumbling that no one had waited for them to get there to have fun. Watching her housemates watch all of them on tape had been as arousing to Sarah as it had been to actually play with Alyssa, Rose and Jessica and it didn't take long for clothes to be shed and fucking to begin anew.

Sarah felt like purring as she stretched her arms over her head and lay back on her soft sheets. Sure she longed for something new still, but if this was being stuck in a rut, it was just fine with her. She was with girls that she loved and experiencing pleasure she never thought possible. It was sisterhood and sex all rolled into one hot package and it made Sarah smile.

Of course the only thing that held Sarah back from total bliss was Jewel's continued absence. It was already dipping into the late afternoon and she was starting to worry again. Sarah didn't want to seem like the house's worrywart. Lord knows they teased Jennifer enough about that. But Sarah just couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. It was totally unlike Jewel to be irresponsible and not call and say where she was. Whenever she was on the road or anything she called almost every night to say hi and get all the juicy details of what had gone on that day.

If it had been someone like Christina or Rose that had disappeared, Sarah wouldn't have worried because they were known to do that from time to time. But Sarah thought that Jewel shared many of the same traits she and Jennifer did. They were all considerate and responsible almost to a fault.

Sarah kept telling herself that Alyssa was right and that everything was fine. What had gone on in the gym and during the subsequent video shows had been a wonderful distraction, but even with her mood so good, Sarah was concerned. She didn't want to think about what could have happened to Jewel, but she couldn't help it. Sarah knew one thing though. If anyone ever messed with any of her housemates they were going to have to answer to her. Sarah had always been that way, but especially so after the attack on her.

In the distance Sarah heard the phone ring. She thought about getting up and going after it, but decided to just stay on her comfy bed and try to think happy thoughts. There were more than enough bodies in this house that if she didn't get the phone someone else surely would.

Maybe it was Jewel calling to say she was sorry she hadn't called but she'd ended up running into a bunch of busty, young sorority girls last night and she'd initiated each and every one of them into her own secret sisterhood. Sarah would have liked that a lot. Sure it was a longshot, but it was fun to think about. But when Love entered Sarah's room holding the cordless phone Sarah knew it wasn't good news. Love looked close to tears.

"Sarah...it's the police," Love said anxiously, her face covered in nerves and concern. "They found Jewel's car..."

Sarah didn't even have to hear the rest of that sentence. Her worst fears were about to be confirmed and all the peace this day had brought shattered around her.

*****

"Nothing...I've got nothing," Franklin sighed as he closed the laptop computer he had been working on. "I've looked at all the possible research sites there are out there and there's nothing in there about Elizabeth or what she could be up too."

"It always looked so easy on Buffy when Willow would do Internet research and find out everything...if only we had supernatural powers," Delbert said.

"Yeah or scriptwriters to solve this for us within an hour time frame," Waldo added before looking out the window. "Damn, it's getting dark already. I never realized how short a day can be."

"Yeah, you never realize how precious daylight is until you start to lose it," Todd stated. "She'll be up soon and looking to feed. So will the rest of her group. By now she's gotta have herself a little coven."

"Do you think she's really turning girls or just making them into snacks?" Franklin inquired.

"Oh she's turning them, no doubt," Todd replied. "I know her. She'll want an army to command. She's probably got a bunch of girls by now. And she's going to want more. She likes to control people. She's got one of the strongest wills I've ever seen and I don't think she'd be happy without a bunch of devoted slaves at her feet."

"I wonder if Jewel ever came back?" Delbert asked. "I mean that could be a lead. I hope it's not...but it could be. If it is then we've done a lousy job as protectors."

"Protectors?" Todd repeated quizzically.

"Don't ask..." Waldo and Franklin answered simultaneously.

"We just don't have enough information to go on," Todd sighed. "I mean I had all this stuff done on her back at the lab and now..."

Todd then suddenly froze, his face brightening considerably with the joy that could only come from having a brilliant idea.

"That's it! The lab!" Todd declared.

"What do you mean?" Waldo asked.

"Back at the Cushing Center...I did a full workup on her," Todd explained. "I got every piece of information on her that I could and I put it all in my files! If we go back there and get it then we can really get to the bottom of this. It's got her whole history and everything!"

"Great! Let's go!" Delbert urged.

"But we'd have to get by General Fisher," Todd said, his excitement waning. "He probably won't let me back in after I disappeared."

"He's probably too busy out looking for Elizabeth," Waldo predicted. "We have to at least try. Look at it...it's almost night and we don't have much time left. We've gotta do this!"

"Alright, I'm in!" Todd agreed. "But how are we going to get to Nevada? I can't afford many more plane tickets."

"We're just gonna have to improvise," Franklin replied.

"Yeah, don't worry...it's what we do best..." Delbert added.

*****

Since the news had come about Jewel a pall had cast over the mansion. The disappearance of their friend had sapped the energy right out of everyone. Though the police hadn't recovered a body or anything, no one was optimistic enough to believe that this was going to have anything close to a happy ending. The police wouldn't tell them anything more than that they had recovered Jewel's car, but they didn't have to.

With the recent disappearances of Mila, Shannon and now Kirsten and Jewel it was clear to everyone that something terrible was happening. Famous girls didn't just disappear for no reason and four famous faces vanishing in such a short period of time was too close for anyone's comfort, much less Britney Spears who was in the middle of an impassioned plea to her little sister.

"Just listen to me for once Jamie Lynn!" Britney ordered into her cell phone as she walked around outside the mansion, the night air-cooling her skin. "I don't want you coming around here tonight!"

"Why not?" Jamie Lynn pouted from inside her dressing room at Nickelodeon's studio. "Don't you want to see me?"

"Of course I want to see you," Britney sighed. "That's why I don't want you hanging out here. I want you to be home with momma where it's safe. Something really weird is going on here and I'm worried about you."

"Don't be worried about me, I can handle myself," Jamie Lynn insisted. "Don't treat me like I'm some kid!"

"You are a kid!" Britney shot back. "And you're my little sister so do what I say! I'm calling momma to make sure she knows that you're coming home with her tonight! It's too dangerous out here!"

"You're mean," Jamie Lynn grumbled. "You never let me have any fun Britney. You treat me like I'm a baby and I'm totally not. I'm way more grown up than you think!"

"Why do you always have to be a brat?" Britney asked. "Just do me this one favor so I know you're safe. Please Jamie Lynn, just go home with momma tonight and stay there. Don't go hanging out with your friends or to any parties or anything. Please...do it for me!"

"Fine..." Jamie Lynn agreed reluctantly. "But only cause it's you. I wouldn't do it for anyone else."

"Thank you Jamie Lynn," Britney smiled. "I love you. I'll talk to you later."

Britney then ended the call and pocketed her cell phone. She didn't like Jamie Lynn hanging out at the mansion under any circumstances, but this was special. She was worried about whatever psycho was out there would go after her. Britney had dealt with her fair share of stalkers over the years, but this was the first time she'd ever really been this afraid. How could Jewel just disappear into thin air? And where were the rest of the girls? Britney just prayed they were all ok and that Jewel would be back where she belonged soon.

Since the mood inside the mansion was so grim, Britney didn't rush back inside after finishing her call with Jamie. Her sister was going to be doing a live show of "All That" for Nickelodeon that night and Britney had promised to watch, but that wasn't on for a few hours.

Right now Britney just wanted to take a little walk and be alone. She was really frightened about what had happened to Jewel and what might be out there looking for the rest of them. She didn't want to show Christina and Sarah how scared she was, so Britney figured it was best to be alone right now.

It was a nice night, not too cool even with all the air coming off of the ocean. Britney really liked it here at night when it was all quiet and the only thing you could really hear was the sound of the waves crashing against the shore over and over again. It was so peaceful and Britney loved the feel of the ocean breezes blowing through her hair. Britney remembered how good it had felt that one night when she and Alyssa had made love right on the beach. It had been so hot, but even those erotic memories couldn't cheer Britney up.

Since Britney had just moved into a mansion only a short time ago and Jewel had pretty much been there from the beginning, the two of them hadn't spent all that much time together. But Britney had really enjoyed being with Jewel and had felt that they were developing a friendship. Jewel had been very willing to give Britney advice about writing songs from the heart and Britney had been very willing to pay her back by giving a tongue bath to her beautiful and natural tits.

Now the worry that she might never see her housemate again made Britney's heart feel like a stone weighing heavily on her chest as she wandered around the property, trying to collect her thoughts. Britney wasn't even noticing where she was going. She was just walking reflexively. She looked up and saw she had ended up right near the grotto. She was about to turn away and head back toward the house but then all of a sudden she heard something.

It was singing! Britney couldn't make out any words or anything. It seemed like there weren't any words to be understood, but it was definitely singing and it was definitely a woman's voice. It was coming from the grotto and the voice was so sing song that Britney actually got a little bit scared by it. She thought about running back to the mansion and getting help, but then she realized how silly that was. It was probably one of her housemates.

Besides, the more Britney heard the strange song, the more she liked it. Like a siren's call, Britney followed it inside the grotto where she quickly was sent into shock by what she saw.

"Oh my God!" Britney gasped. "Jewel! You're alive!"

"Hi Britney..." Jewel giggled as she sat inside the grotto, dipping her feet into the water like she didn't have a care in the world.

"Jewel, where have you been?" Britney demanded. "Everyone's worried sick about you in there! The police think you're missing!"

"Oh I'm not missing," Jewel replied. "I've been reborn."

"Reborn? What are you talking about? Are you ok?" Britney asked, the instant relief she had felt upon seeing Jewel starting to fade. Her friend was acting so strangely...like she was on drugs or something. Britney also began to notice how cold it was inside the grotto. It was fine outside, but inside it was almost freezing and Britney shivered.

"I've never been better Britney," Jewel smiled. "The greatest thing happened to me last night and I can't wait to show it to you. Mmmm I can't wait to show it to everyone inside the mansion."

Jewel then stood up from her sitting position on the rocks and began walking toward Britney. The pop superstar reflexively took a step backwards.

"Don't be afraid Britney," Jewel said. "I just want to kiss you. I know you like kissing me Britney. I know you like doing a lot of things to me Britney. We can still do all those things and it will be so much better now. You have no idea how hot it is to serve our queen. Once you give yourself to her...mmmm...it's just amazing Britney. No one here can make me as wet as she can..."

"What...what are you talking about?" Britney asked as she got a full view of Jewel. The Alaskan was still wearing the clothes she had been in yesterday, but the front of her shirt was covered in a dark red stain that looked enough like blood to start to turn Britney's stomach. Britney also couldn't help but notice the wound on Jewel's neck...two puncture holes that hadn't healed completely yet.

"You'll see what I'm talking about Britney," Jewel coyly answered before noticing that Britney was staring at her shirt. "I'm going to need some new clothes soon. I had a little trouble with my first feeding...but now I'm much better at it and I'm so hungry Britney. Hungry for you and for Rose and Love and all our friends."

Britney took another step back from Jewel. The closer her housemate got, the more Britney wanted to just run away. She couldn't believe she was scared of Jewel. She had lived with her. She had fucked her. But something was wrong. Jewel didn't seem like herself and it scared Britney. It was like her friend had completely changed. Every movement Jewel made toward her was like a snake moving closer and closer to a helpless mouse.

"I'll...ummm...I'll go tell everyone that you're back," Britney said, but before she could walk away, Jewel's arm shot out and grabbed her.

"No! Don't go Britney!" Jewel insisted. "I have something to show you first. Now it's your turn to be reborn. I told my queen all about you Britney and about everyone else here. Mmmm she wants to meet you all and soon you will all serve her as I do."

"What are you talking about?" Britney asked as Jewel held her tightly, gripping her and making sure she couldn't get away. "What are you doing? Let go of me Jewel!"

"Don't be scared of me Britney," Jewel said. "It won't hurt at all. And then you'll see. The only joy in life is to serve our queen Britney. She will command this world and you will be one of those lucky enough to serve her. You will fall to her will and you will obey only her!"

"You're crazy!" Britney cried, her body absolutely terrified. She tried to squirm away from Jewel's grip but her housemate was so strong all of a sudden. Britney could barely move while being held like this. What the hell was Jewel talking about with this "queen" stuff? What had happened to her? Britney really didn't want to find out! Terror sweat began to drip down from Britney's forehead.

Jewel leaned in and kissed her but it wasn't like the gentle, sexy kisses that Britney had come to expect from the sometimes poet. The kiss was fierce and demanding, Jewel forced Britney's mouth open and sucked her tongue without even pausing to ask for permission. Jewel's hands left Britney's arms and went straight for her tits, squeezing her flesh mounds through her t-shirt. But as surprisingly rough as Jewel's touch was, Britney still responded to it. She pushed aside her fear to start kissing her friend back and when Jewel finally pulled away it was Britney who was left wanting more.

"Poor, sad Britney..." Jewel said, her hand playing with Britney's blonde hair. "I can see you carrying your broken heart around all the time. You still cry over him sometimes, don't you?"

Britney couldn't help but nod. She hadn't told anyone about the tears she still shed on occasion for her shattered relationship with Justin. She just couldn't stop thinking about her lost love sometimes, but she had never told anyone about it. How did Jewel know?

"I can see inside you Britney," Jewel explained, as if reading Britney's thoughts. "My queen's blood has made me so strong and so powerful. And you can be that way too Britney. You want that don't you? You want to be strong. Strong like Sarah...and Rose...and Christina. I see how they boss you around sometimes. They don't always treat you nice. But I can be so nice to you Britney. My queen can take you and give you power and make it so you can have your every desire. All you have to do is give yourself to her...give her your will and your soul. Serve her like I do..."

Britney didn't understand, but she also wasn't struggling anymore. She just stood there and moaned as Jewel reached over to play with her tits through her t-shirt. There was still fear in her, but Britney was also getting turned on. Her brain felt like it was trapped in a fog and Jewel's words danced around her, slipping in through her ears like they had taken form and making her want to hear more.

"Deep down this is what you want Britney," Jewel whispered in her entranced housemate's ear. "This is what you've always wanted. I know you Britney. I know how you hate having to be what others want you to be. You don't want to be a good girl...you want to be able to reach out and take the things you want. You can have that Britney. You can have all your dark desires come true now. No rules. No one will be able to keep you from what you want. It's total freedom Britney and it's the sweetest pleasure. You feel nothing but bliss from serving our queen."

"I...I...I...don't," Britney began to stammer, but Jewel silenced her with another kiss. This one was softer than the first one, but just as demanding. Britney had no will to resist and when Jewel pulled away the pop singer found herself lost in her friend's gaze. Jewel's eyes glowed a dark red and Britney couldn't look away. She stared at them and felt the darkness burn into her brain.

Yes...it made perfect sense now, Britney thought. Obedience would bring pleasure. Obedience would bring freedom. She could trust Jewel. Jewel wouldn't hurt her. Jewel loved her. This was what Britney wanted. Sometimes she felt so lonely and sad. The press couldn't go a day without criticizing her. Politicians wives wanted to shoot her. Justin was all over town with his slut girlfriend. It was more than she could take. Britney longed for freedom...for escape and Jewel offered it all to her. How could she resist?

"That's it Britney," Jewel urged. "Look deep in my eyes. Give yourself to me. Give yourself to our queen. Let her will become your will."

The more she talked, the more her eyes glowed and the more Britney found herself unable to look away. Britney could feel heat off of Jewel's gaze and it burned away her fear. There was no struggle in Britney as Jewel's red eyes promised power and love and the darkest of desires. Britney could feel her pussy dripping in her shorts, her arousal growing with every second she looked into Jewel's glowing eyes.

It was like the red glow enveloped her and stole away her will, but Britney didn't fight it. She knew she wanted to be just like Jewel. She wanted to feel the peace and the power that radiated from her body like an aura. Britney moaned with need as Jewel leaned in and kissed her again, working her hand down to her shorts.

Jewel eased her hand into Britney's shorts, passing under the waistband to the girlish delights underneath. Britney had worn no panties and there was nothing to keep Jewel from her pussy. As they kissed, Jewel began to rub Britney's dripping slit up and down with her palm, petting her like a kitten and making the pop princess purr happily. The kiss deepened and, as it did, Jewel rubbed Britney into a cummy frenzy. She could feel Britney's girl juices soak her hand and Jewel craved their familiar taste.

Sinking to her knees, Jewel tugged down Britney's shorts and exposed her wet, smooth pussy. Her clean-shaven cunt lips glistened with arousal and Jewel hungrily licked them. Britney groaned in rapture from Jewel's tongue on her sex. Jewel licked up all her cream and made her pussy drip more. Britney couldn't remember the last time she had been this wet and when she looked down and saw Jewel staring at her from between her legs, her eyes still glowing red, she nearly came.

Girl sex had been the last thing Britney had been thinking about a few minutes ago, but now nothing else mattered but the pleasure Jewel was giving her. Everyone inside the house still believed Jewel to be missing and possibly even dead. Britney was the only one who knew, but she didn't want to tell anyone else anymore. She just wanted to keep Jewel all to herself.

"Mmmmmmmm yessssssss Jewel ooooh baby...lick meeeeee..." Britney cooed. "Mmmm I love how you lick my pussy! Lick it good baby! Lick my naughty little pussy and make me come like the hot fucking slut I am!"

The nasty words flowed from Britney's mouth like honey. She couldn't believe she had been scared of her housemate for even a second. Jewel knew how to give her such delicious pleasure with her tongue, lapping up and down her labia before sliding inside to tickle her pink pussy folds. Britney couldn't get enough of her eyes. Just staring at them made her hotter. Britney felt like she could come from feeling the heat from Jewel's red eyes and nothing more.

Britney's nipples strained against her t-shirt. She loved standing there bottomless in her sandals and t-shirt, the rocks poking against her back as Jewel feasted on her pussy. It made her feel so naughty and slutty and Britney loved those sensations more than anything. She moaned as Jewel gripped her ass with her hands and longed for her friend to spank her cheeks and tell her what a bad girl she was. But Britney couldn't vocalize her thoughts. All she could do was moan and stare into Jewel's hypnotic gaze.

The taste of Britney's girl cream soaked Jewel's tongue and satisfied one of her cravings. She wanted so much more from Britney, but she didn't take it yet. She could stand to wait, especially with such a yummy pussy in front of her face that needed loving attention. Jewel's own pussy was dripping with need in her shorts. She knew that soon Britney would be like her...a devoted servant to their queen. And then the rest of the girls would follow.

Jewel could see how easily they would all be taken. Even the strongest ones there would be no match for her queen's will. They would all taste her queen's blood and be reborn. The thought of her housemates joining her in eternal servitude turned Jewel on like nothing ever had before. She wanted them to see the bliss she had discovered. She wanted to drink from their beautiful necks and watch as her queen transformed them just as she and Kirsten had been transformed last night.

As she licked Britney, Jewel kept her hands gripped to the pop singer's perfectly toned ass cheeks. She loved every inch of Britney's young body and Jewel knew her queen would be most pleased with her for taking her friend like this. Jewel wanted Britney to feel the same pleasure she did and she hoped that Britney would soon feel the exquisite bliss that came from their queen's tongue. Elizabeth had licked all her disciples last night several times over and each orgasm had been better than the previous one. Jewel wanted all her friends to feel what she had.

The more Jewel licked from Britney, the more she wanted to taste all of her. She was so close to Britney and it was like she could hear her heart beating inside her chest. Britney's juices were so rich and flavorful, but Jewel knew there was something better that the young blonde could offer her. She couldn't wait another second and when Jewel pulled away from Britney's cunt she went right for it. Jewel's fangs extended and she sunk them into Britney's thigh.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" Britney screamed as a searing pain suddenly filled her body. But that pain lasted only for a second and it was replaced by the most amazing sensation she had ever experienced. Britney felt such a high of pleasure from Jewel drinking her blood that she came without hesitation, dripping hot girl cum from her pussy and down her bare leg.

It was like someone had stuck a needle into her and injected ecstasy into her veins. Britney never wanted it to stop. She wanted Jewel to drink all of her.

Suddenly Britney knew. She didn't understand it all, but she knew. She knew what Jewel was and she knew that she wanted to be like her. When Jewel rose up from her knees and bared her blood soaked fangs, Britney just moaned and tilted her head to present her neck to her vampirized housemate.

"Mmmmmmmm..." Jewel growled happily at Britney's eagerness and she went right for the succulent morsel offered to her. Jewel bit into Britney's neck and felt her own pussy cream from the flood of hot blood that flowed into her mouth. Jewel drank deeply from her friend, hearing Britney's happy moans as blood dripped from the wounds on her neck and thigh.

Never before had Britney considered the intoxicating pleasure of death. Now she welcomed it and let Jewel wrap herself around her half dressed body as she drank. It was the sweetest kiss and Britney moaned for more. Her cries were all happy ones as Jewel drank her life away.

Britney's brain was foggy and she was having trouble focusing on anything except the fact that she wanted this more than anything. So when Jewel stopped, Britney weakly reached out to her friend to try and draw her fangs back to her neck.

But when she did that Britney noticed the growing mist inside the grotto with them. The mist grew and grew until it took female form...two female forms. Britney immediately recognized Shannon Elizabeth but she had never seen the other woman before. Yet Britney quickly saw that this was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life. She was dressed in a black see-through gown and Britney, even in her weakened state, hungrily stared at the sight of her large, bare breasts through the thin material. This was no woman before her...this was a goddess that Britney longed to serve.

"Did I please you my queen?" Jewel asked, blood drooling down her chin and further staining her shirt.

"Mmmm yes Jewel...your queen is most pleased," Elizabeth smiled as she walked over to Britney and caressed her cheek, making the singer sigh blissfully. "Your friend is very beautiful. She will make a fine member of our coven."

"My queen...May I drink from her...please?" Shannon requested as she stood there dressed in a gown that was a match for Elizabeth's except for its red color. "I am so hungry my queen. Mmmmm and I have desired this little slut for so long."

"Yes you may drink from her," Elizabeth smiled and Jewel handed Britney off to her sister in slavery without a second thought.

Now it was Shannon's turn to bare her fangs and she slid them right into the deep wound Jewel had already left on Britney's neck. As she drank, Shannon reached up to cup Britney's tits through her shirt and spread the flowing blood all over her clothes. All Britney could do was moan as her life's blood was taken away. There had never been pleasure such as this before.

Before Shannon could finish Britney off, though, Elizabeth placed her hand on her servant's shoulder and the vampire pulled herself away from Britney. Shannon knew what her queen wanted and she obeyed without hesitation. Jewel and Shannon passed Britney to their queen like the singer was a cheap bottle of wine they were all sharing. Britney didn't resist though. This was what she wanted and when Elizabeth's fangs pierced her flesh and drank from her veins, Britney came again.

As Elizabeth drank Britney's blood, Jewel and Shannon paid attention to her dripping cunt. They lapped away at her girl cream as Britney surrendered her soul to the vampire queen. By the time Elizabeth finished her long drink, Britney was on the verge of death, but had enough strength to drink when Elizabeth opened her gown and sliced a cut on her chest. Britney's instinct guided her and she drank from her queen, tasting the sweetness of her blood and feeling it burn inside her veins.

Britney drank deeply, craving the new dark feelings Elizabeth's blood created inside her. She could see what Jewel had meant about the strength and the power. Britney wanted it all. She let Elizabeth's blood corrupt her soul, twisting her natural innocence and kindness into a complete obedience to her queen's evil desires. Britney hated whom Elizabeth hated and desired only to serve her will. Britney's body and mind were now Elizabeth's to command. Britney's soft face hardened into a sinister smirk that reflected the growing darkness inside her.

Elizabeth released Britney from her grasp and the dying singer fell into the water of the grotto with a splash. She didn't sink though. She floated to the top of the water and closed her eyes, the evil smile crossing her face as she craved what she would become when she woke up.

*****

The majority of the police had already left Kirsten's house by the time the sun had set. Now there were just a few scattered officers and one detective making a final sweep of the property. The tech teams had already come and gone, collecting as many samples as they could of the bloodstains as they tried to piece together what had happened last night. The detectives had been stumped when they had arrived, and when they had left things hadn't cleared up any.

If there had been attacks, where were the bodies? Where were the signs of a struggle? A few things had been disturbed, but not as much as was expected from the amount of blood on the floor. It had been like the victims had allowed themselves to be attacked. But how was that possible?

One by one all the detectives had left and when the last one gathered up his notes and tried to think about what the hell he was going to put in his report, all that remained were a scattering of uniformed officers. It had been a long day and everyone was looking forward to going home. The house had been taken apart from top to bottom in search of clues, but few had been found. Now the officers were ready to leave and not paying much attention to anything.

No one saw a thing as a mist traveled in through the wide-open front door. It would have been hard to take notice of even under normal circumstances, but everyone left was too tired and too distracted. The mist traveled with a will of its own slowly upstairs, snaking around corners and heading for Kirsten and Eliza's bedroom. The door was closed, but the mist simply flowed under the door before swirling around the bed. As the mist focused itself around the bed it began to take form and in the blink of an eye the mist had transformed back into Kirsten and Mila.

"That was...it was just incredible," Kirsten gasped happily as she fell back upon her bed, her head resting against the pillow.

"I know...the first time I did that I couldn't believe it either," Mila replied. "It's so amazing to do that. We can go anywhere now Kirsten...no one can see us or stop us."

"Mmmmmmm I love it," Kirsten purred, running her hands over her body. Like Shannon, she and Mila were both clad in the red gowns, their naked flesh visible and obvious underneath them. "This is the best I've ever felt. I can't wait to get at Eliza and turn her. I want her to feel like I feel. I want her to serve our queen."

"Hopefully she'll come home soon," Mila said. "I can't wait to be with her again either. Mmmmm I have so many new tricks to show her."

"WE have so many new tricks to show her," Kirsten corrected before kissing Mila's lips. "Eliza won't be able to resist her little Kiki...especially because you'll be with me. Then we'll turn her and bring her to our queen and she will join us. Soon our circle will be complete and our queen will once again rule the night.'

"And the day," Mila added before she and Kirsten fell into another kiss. Elizabeth had commanded both of them to lie in wait for Eliza's return from the hospital. They had eagerly agreed with visions of draining Eliza of her will and her blood dancing in their young, demonic eyes. They had expected to find cops there and they had been easily eluded. Now all that they had to do was wait for Eliza's inevitable return.

Of course there were certainly ways to kill the time. Both Mila and Kirsten considered traveling downstairs and turning the last few cops into a snack, but decided that there was something else they wanted even more.

"Mmmmm yessssss Mila...ooooooooh..." Kirsten moaned as her vampiric sister peeled off her gown and began sucking on her nipples. Even if they hadn't been lovers before, they would surely have been after their transformation. Both girls knew how much it pleased their queen to see her disciples share their bodies with one another.

Mila's fangs traced around Kirsten's nipples her arousal growing from the taste of Kirsten's flesh. Ever since Elizabeth had turned her, Mila's craving for sex had increased to near obsessive levels. There never was enough pussy to satisfy her...or any other of Elizabeth's devoted servants. When she pulled Kirsten's gown all the way off her body, Mila grinned when she saw how wet the blonde had already gotten for her.

As she moved her face down to between Kirsten's legs and slid her tongue right into her soaked cunt, Mila hoped that it wouldn't be long before Eliza was joining them...both in vampirism and in bed.

Downstairs, unaware, that the two clues that would break their case wide open were fucking upstairs, the remaining officers found their attention distracted by the black van that drove up to the front of the house. The doors to the van opened and three men exited. One took the lead and walked up to the officers.

"Who's the senior officer here?" the man asked.

"I am," One of the officers said. "I'm Patrol Chief Tom Akers."

"Chief Akers, I'm FBI Special Agent David Singer," the man said, flashing a badge. "We're taking over this investigation."

"On whose authority?" Akers demanded. "I want to see some written verification of this!"

"Right here," the man said, presenting Akers with written orders signed by a federal judge. "Go back to your station house. We'll be meeting with the chief for a full briefing in an hour."

"This is our case! You can't do this to us!" Akers protested.

"It's already done," the man insisted. "If you have a problem with this then I suggest you take it up with your superior."

"Oh believe me, I will," Akers promised. "We're gonna go check these orders out! You'll be seeing us again!"

Akers then stormed out of the house with the remaining officers right behind him. The door was closed and the man reached for his radio.

"General, we're in," Lieutenant Chandler said, dropping the charade now that the officers were gone.

"Well done Lieutenant," General Fisher said, the radio connecting Chandler with Nevada. "It'll take them a few hours to figure out the orders are phony. In the meantime if my hunch is right that bitch is going to come right to you. The team is standing by and ready for your order to move in."

"Yes General...thank you General...Chandler out," the lieutenant did before turning his attention to the two Special Forces officers he had with him. "We search every room of this house. The general thinks that the vampire is going to come back here tonight looking for the Dushku girl and I think he's right. We just have to be ready for her. If you see something suspicious...anything. You tell me and I give the order to move in."

The two soldiers understood perfectly and the search of the house began. One soldier took upstairs and the other downstairs. The one who went up began poking through the rooms looking for any sign of life. Nothing came at first but then, as he approached the closed door of the bedroom, he heard the unmistakable sounds of Mila and Kirsten's passion. He froze and grabbed his radio.

"Lieutenant, I'm upstairs, right by the master bedroom," the soldier reported in a whisper. "I have identified sounds of life."

"Good work, do not move in yet, we're coming to you," Chandler ordered and a few moments later he arrived with the other soldier. They both immediately heard the same noises. Putting aside their own arousal, which was flicking to life from the sounds of the girls' naughty activities, Chandler and the two soldiers armed themselves and burst through the door, shattering it open.

"WE'RE A GO!!! MOVE IN!!! MOVE IN!!!" Chandler screamed into his radio as the door exploded.

Kirsten and Mila had been locked in a 69 when they were interrupted and they immediately hissed and bared their fangs at the invaders. They leapt off the bed and lunged straight for the shoulders, their faces more predator than human. But before either girl could get very far the bedroom windows shattered open and a force of 10 Special Forces members leapt down from the roof one by one.

Mila lunged for one of the soldiers, but she was quickly brought down when he turned on his flashlight and hit her with a full blast of ultra violet light. Mila screamed in pain and fell to the floor, holding her face.

"MILA!!!" Kirsten screamed to her fallen sister before making her own lunge at the soldier. He tried to blast her with the light also, but she ducked out of the way and knocked the flashlight out of his hand. Her supernatural strength working at full blast, Kirsten knocked the soldier to the ground and went straight for his jugular. Before she could, she was pushed away with another soldier who gave the blonde her own helping of light.

Kirsten's screams joined Mila as they writhed on the floor in pain, the light being used on them like nightsticks. The soldiers attempted to bludgeon them into submission with the light and the 13 soldiers easily outnumbered the two inexperienced vampires. Mila seemed to be taking the brunt of the punishment and she screamed out in pain and rage.

"I'LL FUCKING KILL ALL OF YOU!!!" Mila roared. "MY QUEEN WILL MAKE YOU PAY FOR THIS!!!"

Chandler removed a syringe and took advantage of Mila curling into the fetal position to place the needle in the back of her neck. He injected the sleep agent into her and ducked out of the way as the brunette vampire lashed out at him with her razor sharp nails and teeth. Mila thrashed and screamed on the floor before finally succumbing to the effects of the drug and drifting off to sleep. She was quickly picked up by soldiers who put her in restraints.

Moving toward Kirsten, Chandler attempted to do the same to her. Bur having seen what happened to Mila gave Kirsten the advantage and she summoned her strength. She wasn't going to let them take her. But she knew she couldn't fight them all off her, especially with their weapons. So Kirsten closed her eyes and remembered the trick her queen had shown her before she left. Right before Chandler's shocked face, Kirsten began to fade away, her body turning into mist that vanished out the open window.

"How did she do that?" Chandler demanded. "HOW THE FUCK DID SHE DO THAT?"

None of the soldiers were experts in vampires, so they had no answer for him. Chandler kicked himself for letting one get away, but he contented himself with the prize he was going to be able to bring back to the general.

"Alright...that drug isn't going to hold her forever," Chandler said. "Let's get this little bloodsucker back to the Cushing Center ASAP!"

*****

Back at the mansion it hadn't taken long for Britney to awaken. When she did her fangs quickly emerged and she smiled. Britney now knew her purpose in life. She was here to serve her queen and no one else. As soon as she had the strength, Britney sunk to her knees in front of Elizabeth.

"I am yours to command my queen," Britney pledged obediently. "Your will is mine. I am your loyal slave."

"Very good Britney," Elizabeth replied pulling her newly devoted disciple up to her feet and kissed her passionately on the lips. Britney enthusiastically kissed back, wanting her queen to know there was nothing she wouldn't do for her.

"Soon we will have the entire house in our queen's power," Jewel predicted before giving a kiss of her own to her new vampire sister.

"All your friends will serve me as you do now Britney," Elizabeth promised. Britney's eyes glowed red in delight over the thought of her friends joining her in worship of her queen.

"Oh yes my queen...take them all," Britney urged. "Take them and bite them and make them yours. They will serve you so well."

"We will need to take them to complete our circle," Shannon explained. "And then our queen will have her full powers back."

At first Britney didn't understand what Shannon was talking about, but then it all came to her. Her brain was full of things she didn't know before. She felt connected to her queen...as if their thoughts were shared. She knew all her queen knew. She felt all her queen's power. Britney knew what they had done to her. Britney knew why they all had to suffer and Britney knew what had to be done.

"You will need to make sure and take Sarah next," Britney advised her fangs sharp in anticipation of biting into her friends. "They will follow her anywhere."

"And Rose," Jewel added. "She must be taken as well. They control the house. By making them your servants no one would dare fight you off."

But before any more plans could be made the grotto filled with mist that transformed back into Kirsten. As soon as the blonde saw her queen, she burst into tears.

"My queen...I have failed you," Kirsten sobbed. Elizabeth immediately saw the burns on Kirsten's face, back and chest from the ultra violet light and she went to comfort her.

"What have they done to you Kirsten?" Elizabeth demanded. "What have they done to my beautiful little pet?"

Still sobbing, Kirsten explained everything. She told Elizabeth how she and Mila had been waiting for Eliza and how the soldiers had come in and attacked them. Then she told how Mila had been subdued.

"They just took her," Kirsten cried. "I...I...I don't know where. They grabbed her and took her. I have failed you my queen. I'm sorry."

Kirsten then fell to her knees, expecting to lose her life as punishment. She was in agony over having failed at her queen's mission. She hadn't taken Eliza. She had let Mila go. Kirsten thought she deserved to die.

"Don't worry Kirsten," Elizabeth said. "I know where they took Mila. I know exactly where. And we're going to get her back...tonight. We're going to stop them once and for all, before they hurt her."

Elizabeth caressed Kirsten's tear stained face and the girl rubbed against it like a devoted kitten. Kirsten kissed her queen's hand and was pulled up off her feet.

"All of us will go," Elizabeth said, her eyes alight with rage. "They will all be destroyed for this. Britney, you stay here though."

"Why my queen? Have I upset you?" Britney asked, her voice showed fear that she had somehow disappointed Elizabeth.

"No my pet, but I have a very special job for you," Elizabeth said before leaning down to whisper in Britney's ear. The singer listened very carefully to every word her queen said and her face twisted into another demented smile. Yes...it made perfect sense. They would need help during the daylight. They would need humans willing to do the queen's bidding.

As Elizabeth, Kirsten, Shannon and Jewel closed their eyes and disappeared, Britney continued to smile. She thought of the perfect person to take. Britney's heart pounded wickedly as she dreamed of biting this girl and making her a devoted servant of her queen. It was too perfect. Closing her eyes, Britney summoned the knowledge her queen had given her and began to fade into mist. She disappeared into the night and traveled to the one place she knew she could find Jamie Lynn.

Britney knew the studio well, so finding it was no problem. To be able to transform herself into vapor and travel anywhere at will was an amazing experience for Britney. She felt so free and powerful, just like Jewel had promised. She only wished to serve her queen and anyone who got in her way would meet a bloody end. Britney no longer had any moral hang-ups about killing anyone who stood in her way. Her only regret was that some of her fiercest critics weren't there right now so she could show them how much she'd changed.

But what Britney most focused on was the prospect of taking Jamie Lynn. The idea of biting into her bratty little sister and transforming her into a mindless slave of her queen's will had Britney's body pumping with wicked arousal. Britney would have loved to turn her into a vampire too, but that wasn't what her queen had ordered and Britney didn't dare disobey her queen, not for anything.

As soon as she slipped past the security guards at Nickelodeon's studios, Britney rematerialized and took her human form. Her eyes burned red with anticipation as she walked toward her sister's dressing room. The show hadn't started yet and Britney knew her sister would be there.

"Hey! Britney! How are you...whoa...you look like hell," a man said as he ran up to the singer and noticed her blood stained shirt, still wet from her fall into the water.

Britney had redressed, but her shorts were slightly ripped and her hair mussed up. Britney took a moment to recognize the man as Jamie Lynn's agent, Steven. Britney considered just tearing his throat out for disturbing her, but she didn't. There could be no distractions from her goal. So instead Britney just growled at him like a tigress. The man, seeing Britney's demonic eyes, quickly decided to just back away.

As he ran off, Britney continued to walk toward her sister's dressing room. The door was closed, but Britney didn't bother knocking. She just opened the door and walked in. She immediately saw that Jamie Lynn was not there, but fortunately, she had found something better. It was two for the price of one.

"Ummmm hey Britney," Hilary Duff said, surprised a little bit from the pop singer's entrance, but happy to see her.

"What's going on?" Amanda Bynes added. The blonde and brunette teens had been sitting on the couch in Jamie Lynn's dressing room and had been in the middle of a conversation when Britney had walked in.

"Is my sister around?" Britney asked, her eyes returning to their normal brown as she hid her transformation from the unsuspecting girls.

"Ummm no, I mean she was...but they wanted to do some run throughs with her before the show started," Hilary explained, unable to take her eyes off Britney's manner of dress. The bloodstains on her shirt were obvious and the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her t-shirt was on display for everyone to see. The wet shirt clung to Britney's tits and gave everyone who saw her a free wet t-shirt show.

"Britney, are you ok?" Amanda asked, Britney's odd appearance not escaping her notice either. Britney's neck looked like someone had taken a serious bite out of it. There were two puncture wounds in it and the bruising and blood stains showed it was no make believe. Britney looked like she had just wandered off the set of a horror movie.

"I've never been better," Britney grinned as she closed the door and eyed the young girls from head to toe. "I'm just a little hungry that's all."

"There are some snacks lying around here somewhere," Hilary said. "We had a bag of chips before but I think Jamie finished it off. She should be back soon. You want to hang out with us for awhile?"

"Mmmm I'd love to," Britney replied, her voice close to a growl. It was so hard for her to resist just taking her fangs and burying them in these young, innocent necks. Now that she had been reborn, Britney was so anxious to serve her queen and bring her Hilary and Amanda's tight teen bodies for her pleasure. Britney wanted to use the fangs she had been given and the two young girls before her were such appealing morsels.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Amanda asked nervously. "You look kind of tired."

"I'm just hungry," Britney insisted as she sauntered over and sat between the two actresses on the couch. "It's been a long day for me. But the most amazing thing happened to me."

"Ooooh what? Tell us! Tell us!" Hilary insisted. She really idolized Britney and though she honestly liked hanging out with Jamie Lynn she much preferred being around her older sister. Hilary loved acting but longed to be a pop superstar like Britney and any advice or help she could get from her idol would have been cherished like gold.

As two of Nickelodeon's bigger stars in the much coveted "tween" market, Hilary and Amanda had been asked to do guest appearances on the show. They'd make a little cameo, get cheers and some laughs and go home. All in all it was pretty good work for one night.

"Yeah, what's the big news Britney?" Amanda asked. "Are you just going to make us guess it?"

"Are you sure you want to know? I mean, really really sure?" Britney teased, loving how she could get these young girls in the palm of her hand so easily. Her queen was right...mortals were so weak and easy to mold. Like lumps of clay.

"Yeah tell us!" Amanda insisted, her curiosity really starting to get at her. Britney was acting weird for sure, but Amanda didn't care. It was one of the perks of being a superstar she supposed. Amanda just hoped some day she'd be famous enough so she could go around doing whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted to do it.

"I can't tell you two," Britney giggled. "Mmmm but I can show you!"

Before anyone could move an inch, Britney leaned over on the couch and placed a kiss right on Hilary's lips. The blonde teen's eyes shot wide open and she tried to push Britney off her, but she didn't have the strength to fight off the recently turned singer. Britney then pulled away, leaving Hilary gasping for breath, and turned her attention to Amanda.

"Hey! What are you?" Amanda started, but that was all she got out before Britney gave her the same treatment, placing a sizzling kiss on her young lips. Amanda squirmed against Britney, but the blonde wrapped her arm around her back and kept her in place. Britney kissed the brunette teen passionately, forcing her tongue inside her mouth. When she was done she pulled away, Amanda's chest heaving for breath just as Hilary's was.

"Did you like?" Britney asked seductively as she placed her hands on Hilary and Amanda's legs and began to caress them. "Do you want me to show you more?"

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?" Amanda demanded, standing up. "We're not like that!"

"How could you do that to me?" Hilary asked angrily. She couldn't believe Britney would try to take advantage of her. "That was so totally rude!"

"I can do anything I want little girl," Britney laughed cruelly. "And right now I want to do you two."

"We're not lesbians!" Amanda shouted. "What the hell happened to you Britney? Why are you acting like this?"

"Sit down and shut the fuck up Amanda! I'm in charge of you two little cunts now!" Britney commanded.

This was getting kind of scary for the two teens and they moved to leave. Hilary tried to stand up from the couch, but Britney grabbed the young blonde's arm and yanked her down hard.

"I said sit the fuck down!" Britney hissed before pushing her body on top of Hilary's and pinning her to the couch. She slammed her lips to Hilary's again and kissed her ferociously, taking her teen tongue in her mouth and sucking it hard.

"Stop it! Get off of her!" Amanda cried, running over to help her friend by trying to push Britney off her. She was no match for Britney's strength and Britney tossed the young girl away as easily as a bug, sending her crashing into the floor.

"Hilary doesn't want me to stop, do you Hilary?" Britney asked, ending the kiss and staring right at the blonde teen, her eyes glowing red.

Hilary froze on the couch, unable to look away from Britney's evil gaze. She was lost in it, the red glow seemingly able to reach out from Britney's eyes and envelop her. Hilary felt her head began to fill with fog and confusion. She'd wanted Britney to stop just a minute ago. Now she didn't know what she wanted. It was so hard to not look into Britney's eyes and the more she did the more Hilary felt her brain fill with the overwhelming desire to obey.

"No you don't want me to stop at all do you Hilary?" Britney grinned deviously. "You want me to show you exactly what happened to me tonight."

"Yesssssss..." Hilary moaned unable to resist Britney. It was like Britney's eyes were boring right into her own eyes and straight into her brain...making her say things and want things.

"Show me..." Hilary obediently requested. "Show me everything..."

"What did you do to her?" Amanda demanded, slowly rising up from the floor and rubbing her head.

"The same thing I'm going to do to you Amanda dear," Britney smirked as she turned her gaze to the brunette. Amanda too was immediately struck by the red glow of Britney's eyes. She tried to turn away, but she couldn't. All she could do was stare at them as they glowed and drew her in with their seductive evil.

"Yes Amanda good girl...look in my eyes..." Britney commanded. "You know you cannot resist me. You don't want to run away. You want to be mine."

"Yes...want to be yours..." Amanda found herself repeating as ordered. Every part of her knew that she should look away. She should run out of here as fast as she could and get help. But she couldn't. She had to stare at Britney's eyes. Their glow commanded her and she knew she had to obey.

Satisfied that Amanda was too entranced to pose a risk, Britney turned her attention back to Hilary. The hypnotized blonde lay back on the couch underneath Britney awaiting command and the vampire didn't hesitate to move in for the kill.

"I'm going to show you everything Hilary," Britney promised. "Then you will see. You will see that serving my queen will be the salvation for you."

Britney then kissed Hilary again. Hilary had never kissed a girl before this night, but her entranced mind couldn't even begin to resist. She allowed Britney to kiss her lips over and over again until she began to respond in kind. Britney and Hilary fell into a passionate, shared kiss and as soon as Hilary began to kiss her back, Britney moved off her lips and began to kiss down her face and toward her neck.

Hilary cooed in pleasure as Britney kissed over her neck. She hadn't kissed too many guys and only now was she getting into serious make out sessions, but she had always loved having her neck kissed. It was so sensitive and when Britney did it to her, Hilary felt pleasure she had never dreamed she'd be able to experience. It was like ecstasy inside her, making her heart race and her pussy moisten. Hilary was no stranger to sexual arousal, but this was beyond anything she'd ever felt.

The kisses against her neck continued and so did Hilary's moans. Each kiss brought the teen deeper and deeper into her trance and when Britney pulled away from her neck to bare her fangs, Hilary didn't even notice. It was only when Britney leaned forward and bit into Hilary's pale, exposed neck did she react at all.

"OWWWWWWW!!!" Hilary cried out in pain at first, but as soon as Britney began to drink from her everything changed.

"Ooooooooohhhhhh..." Hilary began to moan. She had never felt this alive before. The sensation of Britney drinking her blood filled her body with such pleasure that Hilary didn't dare question it or fight it off. Her pussy reacted with intense arousal and as Britney continued to suck away at her neck wound Hilary suddenly came. She'd masturbated herself to orgasm before, but nothing had ever brought her this much pleasure. As Britney drank, Hilary writhed on the couch, her legs shaking and her ass grinding against the cushion as a dark stain of girl cum appeared on her jeans.

Amanda knew something was happening to her friend and part of her was telling her to try and stop it. But she couldn't. Amanda did not have enough free will to put a stop to what Britney was doing. Instead Amanda felt burning jealousy.

She wanted Britney to drink from her. She could see Hilary's orgasm and the rapturous look on her face made Amanda seethe and hunger for the same treatment. She wanted Britney to take her neck. She wanted to come. Hearing Hilary's moans was turning her on like nothing ever had before and Amanda, now a slave to her own dark desires, unbuttoned her pants and slid her hand inside, under her panties and to her virgin pussy as Hilary's soul was drained away.

Inside her head, Britney could hear Elizabeth's voice as clearly as if her queen was standing right next to her and whispering in her ear. Elizabeth's voice told her that Hilary had had enough. Britney obediently pulled away, her ivory fangs stained red, as she got up off the couch. Hilary was left writhing in ecstasy, her blood staining the couch as Britney turned her attention to Amanda.

"Mmmm I see you liked that," Britney grinned as Amanda continued to unconsciously play with herself under her jeans and panties. "Did it make your pussy wet to see me make your little friend Hilary my bitch?"

"Yesssss...sooooo wet..." Amanda groaned. She didn't know where these desires were coming from, but she couldn't fight them off. They felt too good for her to fight off. All she wanted was more.

"Now it's your turn Amanda," Britney said, placing her face against the aroused teenager's. "Now you must give yourself to our queen."

Amanda moaned in response and Britney silenced her with a long, sexy kiss against her young lips. Like Hilary, Amanda had never kissed a girl before, but in her entranced mind it felt so natural to make out with Britney like she was a long time lover. Britney hungrily kissed the teen, increasing Amanda's passion with every second. Amanda could taste Hilary's blood and part of her knew it should gross her out, but she didn't care. She wanted more. She wanted more of everything. Finally Britney broke off the kiss and pulled Amanda's hand out of her jeans.

The brunette's hand was covered in a glaze of girl juice and Britney immediately licked it up, indulging herself in the sweet taste of the girl's untouched pussy.

"Mmmmm yummy..." Britney giggled. "But there's something I want even more from you Amanda. And you want me to take it, don't you?"

"Yesssss take it...take everything," Amanda hissed, once again becoming lost in Britney's hypnotic eyes. The red glow was so enticing. It made Amanda helpless to do anything but obey and she so badly wanted to obey. She wanted to obey Britney. She would do anything she desired. She would steal for her. She would kill for her.

Britney put her hand on Amanda's head and tilted it to the side, exposing her young neck. Britney's fangs glistened with Hilary's blood and seeing that made Amanda even wetter. She knew what was going to happen to her and she longed for it. When Britney pushed forward and bit into her flesh, feasting on the blood within, it was a flash of pain and then nothing but sweetness for Amanda.

"Oooooooooooooh mmmmmmmmmmm..." the teenager moaned as Britney drank freely of the flowing blood from her jugular. Amanda's eyes closed in ecstasy and she let her orgasm tear through her young body, soaking her panties and her pants and sending girl cum dripping down her leg from her tender pussy.

Britney drank deeply, but not as much as she would have for a girl she wished to turn. Once again Britney heard her queen's voice in her head, instructing her and telling her how long to drink and when to stop. When she heard that Britney immediately pulled away from Amanda, leaving the girl wobbling on her legs and moaning for more. Britney giddily licked the blood off her fangs and lips, using her finger to scoop up what had dripped down her chin and sucking it clean.

Both Hilary and Amanda were still alive, but completely dazed. The wounds on their necks glistened with blood that still flowed. They barely knew who they were anymore and they didn't care. Their minds were focused on one thing...and one thing only...feeling a vampire's bite again.

It was just as Britney had wanted it and she smirked in satisfaction at her handiwork. They would serve her queen so well. Britney knew she had stumbled onto two excellent choices. Forget Jamie Lynn, this was even better. But Britney knew there was one thing she had to do before she was finished.

"Come to me," Britney commanded and Hilary and Amanda mindlessly obeyed. Hilary rose from the couch in a fog, unable to do anything but obey. She came to Britney just as Amanda did and they looked up at the singer like adoring worshippers in thrall to their goddess. Britney rewarded them by pulling off her shirt and exposing her bare tits. Using her nails, Britney made a small cut on each one of her breasts.

"Drink," Britney commanded and obedience from the two teenagers was instantaneous. They latched onto Britney's tits and sucked the flowing blood from them.

"Mmmmm that's it..." Britney groaned as she felt their eager tongue's dripping the unholy blood that flowed in her body. "Drink from mommy...drink our queen's blood. She gave her blood to me and now I give it to you in return for your devotion and your obedience."

The feeling of her eager slaves licking her blood made Britney's body fill with ecstasy. When she pushed them away she saw that the blood had had the desired effect. Hilary and Amanda had changed. Blood dripped from their mouths and they both had sinister smiles on their faces. Their eyes did not glow, but neither did they sparkle like a mortal's. They were darker, as if filled with black. It gave them a hard edge, shading their young faces and replacing their innocence with evil.

"You belong to our queen now," Britney said. "She is your new mistress."

"Yes...our mistress..." Hilary and Amanda repeated in unison. "We will obey our queen. We are hers to command."

"You have a very special role for your queen," Britney explained. "You will be able to move in day as we cannot. She will have a very special mission for you two. And if you are successful she will reward you with immortality."

That promise practically had Hilary and Amanda purring in anticipation. They both rubbed their neck wounds, longing for a second bite. A bite that would turn them into vampires. It was what they wanted more than anything. They longed to serve their queen as immortal slaves to her desires.

"Jamie will be back soon and she must not suspect anything," Britney ordered. "I will come for her later...when my queen commands it. You two will live your lives normally, but never forget who you serve."

"We will never forget," Hilary promised, her and Amanda's eyes growing blacker. "We only serve our queen."

*****

General Fisher watched with great interest as Eliza continued to pound on the glass in her cell. Watching the naked actress had proven to be quite a successful experiment in human psychology. All the fire and fight of the morning had worn down throughout a day of repeated druggings and no human contact. Eliza had been full of spirit when she had awoken, but now she had slumped down to her knees, sobbing as she hit the glass.

"Please...please...just let me out of here," Eliza cried, tears streaming down her young face. "I don't know what you want with me! Let me go! What did I do? What the fuck do you people want from me?"

It was clear by now that Eliza had not been infected. The effect of a vampire's blood on a mortal was quick and obvious. Eliza showed no symptoms, but she was still a tantalizing piece of bait for Elizabeth. Fisher had already been informed of the successful capture of one of her coven, but he wanted more. He wanted Elizabeth and he believed that holding onto these prizes was a good way to get her.

"General...Lieutenant Chandler's chopper just landed...he's bringing the subject in now," a private reported to Fisher.

"Excellent," the general replied before pointing right at the screen showing the inside of Eliza's cell. "Have her knocked out again. I'm tired of hearing her cry."

Fisher then strode out of the room and down the hallway where he quickly found what he was looking for. Chandler and the Special Forces unit were pushing Mila down the hall on a gurney. The vampire was fully conscious and was hissing and baring her fangs at every face she saw. But she wasn't strong enough to break through the steel bonds that restrained her arms and legs. She was kept absolutely in place.

"Well done Lieutenant," Fisher said appreciatively. "Fine little specimen you've brought here."

Mila lashed out at Fisher as best as she could. The link she had to her queen's mind told her that this man was an enemy to be destroyed. But the restraints kept her firmly in place.

"MY QUEEN WILL DESTROY YOU ALL!!!" Mila screamed ferociously at the top of her lungs. "YOU WILL DROWN IN YOUR OWN BLOOD AS YOUR WOMEN WORSHIP HER!!!"

"Has she been like this long?" Fisher asked, ignoring the threat.

"The whole trip, General," Chandler replied, shaking his head as his frontal lobes ached from the noise. "She didn't shut up."

"Well let's just see what we can do to quiet her down a little," Fisher said, staring down at Mila. "I hope your queen comes for you, you little bloodsucking whore. We can't wait to see her again. In the meantime we have a lot of time to waste. Let's say we get a little look at what makes you tick. Don't worry, all that we'll have to do is cut you open just a little bit."

Mila's eyes bugged with fear, but that quickly faded. Her expression grew hard with resolve and hate dripped from her lips.

"My queen will rescue me," Mila growled, her eyes turning red with vampiric fury. "And you will pay for this with your lives."

"Take her to operating room three," Fisher ordered. "I want to see just how much humanity this girl's got left. A few slices into her will tell the tale."

*****

"We're definitely going to hell for this," Franklin observed as their van approached the outskirts of the Cushing Center for Public Health. They had made their way to Nevada as quickly as possible, pausing only to liberate their new van from the care of Our Lady Of Perpetual Faith in Malibu.

"We didn't really steal the van," Waldo claimed as he brought it to a stop and switched off the ignition. "We just borrowed it. Besides, what's a church need a van for anyway? Ferrying people to bingo? This is slightly higher on the grand scale of importance."

"Yeah and plus if they didn't want us to steal...I mean borrow...the van, then they shouldn't have left the keys in such an accessible place," Delbert added. "I mean in a locked drawer in a locked room...it was like they were asking us to do this. Anyways...we're using this for a mission of good. I think the church will thank us for this later."

"Let's get going," Todd said. "We're gonna have to get in and get out as quick as possible. If Fisher sees you guys with me, he's gonna turn us into worm food."

"So I guess his disposition hasn't improved much since we last saw him," Franklin surmised.

"You could say that," Todd replied in an understatement. "Let's go!"

The four then tumbled out of the van and made their way over the hill and through the sands of the desert to get at the center's front entrance. Once there, Todd slipped on a lap coat and handed similar ones to Waldo, Franklin and Delbert. The idea was to look as inconspicuous as possible and since there were always anonymous faces walking around in lab coats, this seemed like the best way.

Using his still active codes, Todd was able to gain entry through the security doors and walked inside, his three colleagues in tow. They walked up to the elevator and pushed the button for it, waiting nervously as the seconds ticked away. When it finally opened, they didn't hesitate to zip inside, as if pausing for a second could blow their cover.

"I'm surprised to see you back here Dr. Browning," Manners said as he pushed the button for Level 13. "I thought you'd left the project."

"Oh no...just took a personal day to...ummm...you know...pick up those new doctors from London," Todd quickly lied.

It took Waldo, Franklin and Delbert a second to realize he was talking about them so they gave Manners a wave.

"Cheerio governor," Delbert added in a British accent, making Manners frown. Everyone shut up then.

"Does the general know you're coming?" Manners inquired. "He didn't say anything to me about any new doctors."

"Well he must have just forgotten...you know with all that's going on..." Todd offered. "You know him...it wouldn't be the first time that he'd forgotten to share all the details."

"Aint that the truth," Manners sighed, seeming to accept that as an explanation. "Never has time for the little people."

The rest of the elevator ride was spent in silence and when it finally hit Level 13, everyone piled out as quickly as they had gotten on. They had a mission and there was no time to waste. Doing their best not to arouse suspicion, the boys made their way down the hallway and through the labs, toward Todd's office. They were almost there when suddenly Delbert froze, making Waldo and Franklin crash into him.

"Look!" Delbert said, pointing to one of the cells inside the lab.

"It's...it's Eliza Dushku," Franklin gasped. "So this is where they took her."

Seeing Eliza lying there naked inside her cell was almost enough for everyone to forget that she was a prisoner. Fortunately, common sense prevailed over testosterone and they were able to ignore her bare body and focus on her plight.

"We've got to get her out of here," Waldo said. "What do you think they've done to her?"

"All these readings look normal," Todd reported, looking over the data the machines were reporting on Eliza, who remained passed out inside her cell. "It looks like they've just been doping her up. But we can't take her with us. We need to get these notes and get out. If we take her, chances are they're going to notice."

"But we can't just leave her there," Franklin insisted.

"Yeah, leave no woman behind," Delbert added. "It's a code of honor thing."

"It's also a 'get our asses thrown in jail or worse' thing if we don't get in and get out with no distractions," Todd said. "Let's just get this stuff and get out of here!"

For the moment the sleeping Eliza was left behind as Waldo, Franklin and Delbert followed Todd toward his office. The late shift was on and no one seemed to be around to present much of an obstacle. This was unusual, but Todd didn't want to look any gift horses in the mouth. He just wanted to get in and get out.

Todd pressed the code for his office and the door opened. Everyone ducked inside and immediately Todd began loading up his bag with what he needed.

"Hand me those blood samples Waldo," Todd instructed as he began grabbing notebooks off his shelf. "We took those just the other day. They might have some clues in them."

Waldo handed the samples to Todd and they quickly went into the bag with his notes, his books and any other thing he could think of to grab. It was a quick ransacking of his own office. Like vultures, they took anything that could possibly be useful, loading up the leather bag like someone returning home from school with way too much homework.

"That's all I can think of to take, let's get out of here," Todd said. Everyone agreed with that sentiment and they quickly exited the office, shutting the door behind them. They hustled back through the labs, but this brought them once again right past Eliza's cell and once again Delbert paused.

"We have to do something," Delbert insisted, placing his hand up against the glass and knocking into it a few times to try and get some reaction. None of them knew Eliza, but something had to be done.

The noise against her cell caused Eliza to stir. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked out at the unfamiliar faces looking in on her. She didn't know them, but they were the first human faces she'd seen since her abduction.

"Help me...please...help me..." Eliza whimpered, still half asleep. That cinched the deal for Todd's companions.

"Dude, we can't just leave her," Franklin agreed. "Look at her...she needs help!"

"Yeah, we can find a way to get her out of here!" Waldo said.

"We can't," Todd claimed. "Any other time I'd be all for it. Look, no one more than me knows what the general is capable of, bur we have to leave her. We can't get out of here clean with her."

"I don't think you'll be getting out of here one way or the other," General Fisher suddenly said from behind them, causing all four boys to turn around suddenly. "Well, well, well...Dr. Browning. I thought Captain Manners was joking with me when he said you'd suddenly reappeared. And I see you brought your little friends with you...how you been boys? What's going on here? Taking a little tour of your old stomping grounds?"

"We were just..." Todd began before Fisher saved him the trouble of coming up with a lie and interrupted him.

"It looks to me like you were stealing government property boys," Fisher said, grabbing the bag from Todd. "Now what could you four be wanting with material like this? You weren't planning on making your own hunt were you?"

"We were..." Todd began again before he was interrupted once more.

"This is very serious," Fisher said, his face turning grim. "There's no way that I can let you walk out of here with this. In fact, I'm not particularly eager to let you walk out of here at all."

General Fisher was about to say more when he was suddenly interrupted by a tremendous crash and human screams. The building shook like someone had lit off a stick of dynamite. The general alertly turned his attention toward the source of the noise and ran toward it, but this naturally pulled him away from his captives. Todd alertly grabbed the bag back from him when he saw his chance and the general was too distracted to care.

"Let's go!" Todd yelled, holding onto his bag like a mother with a child..

"No! We take her too!" Waldo insisted.

"Fine!" Todd finally gave up. He didn't want to stay here a second longer than he had to and if taking Eliza was how they got out, then that was how it was. He furiously tapped in the code for the cell door and it flew open. Delbert grabbed the dazed Eliza and slung her over his shoulder. She barely noticed as she was lifted up and out of the lab as the four ran.

When they reached the elevator they gasped in shock as they saw Manners lying inside it, his throat cut. From behind the doors to the operating rooms they heard screams of horror and the sounds of destruction.

"What's going on?" Franklin asked.

"I've got a bad feeling that we shouldn't find out," Todd said, but everyone knew that they couldn't just walk away from it. The doors to the operating room still swung open a little from when Fisher had run inside and Todd pushed it open further to get a full view. What they saw inside was beyond stunning.

"Oh my God..." Waldo gasped as they witnessed the carnage inside. Soldiers and scientists were being torn limb from limb by hungry vampires as they sought to free Mila from her bindings. In the center of it all was Elizabeth and, as reinforcement soldiers rushed into the room to try and take her and her coven out they were cruelly dispatched with brutal and bloody efficiency.

"It's her..." Todd said a terrified lump forming in his throat. "It's Elizabeth."

Waldo, Franklin and Delbert all looked her way and they were immediately struck by her. She was beautiful. Maybe the most beautiful woman that they had ever seen. They could also see how dangerous she was and when they turned to her left there was a familiar face by her side.

"Oh no..." Franklin sighed mournfully. "It's Jewel!"

Jewel was right in the mix with Kirsten and Shannon as they helped their queen fight off the attacking soldiers. While her disciples held the soldiers off, Elizabeth strode over to the operating table and broke through the steel that Mila had struggled futilely against.

"My queen!" Mila squealed happily as she embraced her dark mistress.

"I would never leave you to their tortures my pet," Elizabeth smiled to her adoring slave.

General Fisher had taken cover behind a makeshift barrier of tossed over tables as he shouted into the radio.

"I NEED REINFORCEMENTS HERE!!! NOW!!! NOW!!! NOW!!!" the general shouted furiously as soldiers rushed in only to be sent back bloody messes by the vampires.

The beautiful women who would have never dreamed of hurting anyone before their transformations now killed at will to serve the bidding of their queen. Kirsten in particular seemed to take pleasure in it as she leapt on top of a soldier and sunk her blood drenched fangs into his jugular, draining his life away in one swift motion. When she had finished him off Kirsten looked up and saw what she had been looking for.

"Eliza..." Kirsten hissed as she bared her fangs and stared at Delbert. She pounced like a tigress across the room onto them. The look in her eyes showed that she had every intention of ripping all four of them limb from limb to reclaim what was hers, but before she could get close enough Todd reached into his bag for the one weapon he had figured he never would ended up using.

Kirsten screamed and shielded her eyes as Todd held up a crucifix to her face. She hissed furiously and ducked away, giving the boys the precious time they needed to escape.

"Guys...let's get out of here...right now..." Todd said as he began pushing them out the door while walking backwards so he could keep the cross on her.

Everyone agreed with that sentiment, but before they could make it through the door they watched as Elizabeth floated over to Fisher and picked him up by his uniform collar.

"General..." Elizabeth greeted her former captor with mocking malice in her voice. "It seems we have met again and now it's going to be my turn to look inside you for a while. Did you think you could hurt one of my pets without paying for it with your life?"

General Fisher, who had survived three tours of duty in Vietnam, simply responded by spitting in the vampire's face.

"Whatever you're planning...you'll fail!" Fisher promised, but all that got him was tossed across the room and into the wall, where he crumpled into a wounded, but still breathing heap.

"It is you who will fail General," Elizabeth said. "All of you will fail. The blood moon will rise and this time no one will stop me!"

"Blood moon?" Waldo repeated. He didn't know what it was, but it was clear from Elizabeth's tone that it was significant.

"C'mon we gotta get out of here!" Franklin said, tugging on Waldo's shoulder. With Eliza still slung over Delbert's shoulder they ran out the door and into the elevator, leaving behind the carnage. There was nothing they could do about it. It was either die here or live to fight another day.

His body aching with pain from the impact, Fisher crawled over to the emergency lever and yanked it down hard. It was like any standard fire alarm, but this one put into effect a protocol that they had hoped would never be used. But as Fisher saw Elizabeth instruct her disciples to begin smashing open gas tanks and emptying out chemicals he knew it had to be done.

"EVACUATION IS UNDERWAY!!!" The loudspeaker blared throughout the Cushing Center. "THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!! EVACUATE THE BUILDING!!!"

All personnel were rushing toward the emergency exits and Fisher was no different. He crawled out the door and struggled to pick himself up onto his feet so he could get out of there with his life intact. Elizabeth saw this and let it go. There was no need to kill him now. She had Mila back and this place was about to be destroyed. She would have her revenge on Fisher later, when it would be even sweeter.

While those left standing frantically ran out of the building, Elizabeth gathered her devoted servants around her. The room was splashed with blood like a painter had gone mad with red and soldiers bodies lay throughout. Combustible gases filled the operating room just as Elizabeth had intended.

"You have done so well my pets," Elizabeth told her adoring slaves. "Now we will return to our new home and continue our plans. Since this place is destroyed they will have nothing to come after us with."

Elizabeth then held out her hand and began chanting under her breath in Hungarian. Her servants had never heard this tongue before, but connected as they were to their queen, they understood every word perfectly. Suddenly a small ball of flame appeared in Elizabeth's outstretched palm and she blew on it, sending the shot of fire right into the gas.

*****

Outside the center, Waldo drove at top speed, sending the van screaming through the sand and back toward the highway. The sound of the explosion was almost more intense than the sight of it.

"Holy shit!" Todd cried. "She blew the place up!"

"Do you think she got out?" Franklin asked.

"Count on it," Todd guaranteed. "Only holy flame can kill a vampire. She and her little minions are just fine. It's everyone else who's been barbequed."

"They got Jewel...what are we going to do?" Delbert asked sadly.

"We're going to have to go straight to Malibu," Waldo answered. "We have to warn Sarah. We have to warn everyone."


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