Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Lust ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

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Krysta was sitting on the sofa, watching a movie called Blade. She sat and laughed silently at all the mistakes that were being made in it. All of a sudden moaning and thumping could be heard from the floor above. Krysta groaned and made the TV louder. Alex had brought home another human and now was fucking the shit out of him. She kept raising the volume as the noises became louder. It was so hard to be able to do anything in this cursed house without having to hear the sounds of the Wild Kingdom.

Finally Krysta heard a blood curdling scream and then silence. She lowered the volume on the TV and continued watching it. Five minutes later Alex was in there with nothing but a practically see through robe. Blood stained her white face. Krysta didn't bother looking at her but said, " So how was work today?" Alex smiled and her mouth showed a pair of razor sharp fangs stained with blood. " It was alright. Got a visit from an old friend. Well not really an old friend but his son Trunks I believe," she said smiling. Krysta's mind froze. She remembered him, she remembered him a little too well. After all she had been the one who... " Hello? Are you paying attention to me? I said I bit the little sucker. Now he's my plaything and poor Veggie-head can't do nothing about it," Alex said with a triumphant smile. Krysta nodded her head slowly.

Alex sat down next to Krysta on the sofa. She placed an arm around her friend's shoulder. " Is something wrong honey? You look a little pale," Alex said and laughed afterwards. Krysta forced a smile and looked at her, " I'm fine. Just a little tired. I've been using up so much energy lately that it's been wearing me kinda down." Alex nodded. " You know that I left some blood in that pathetic thing upstairs. Go and have some fun. You know you want to," she said trying to convince Krysta. Krysta didn't move a muscle. She continued watching the movie like Alex had said nothing to her. Alex sighed and removed her arm. She got up quickly and walked over to the entrance of the living room. " Well I need to clean up. By the way, we're going out tonight. I'm still a little hungry and I want also to have a little fun," Alex said with a wicked smile. Krysta again nodded, eyes staring only at the TV. Alex sighed again and walked out of the room.

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He awoke slowly. Everything was still aching. He also felt weird. For some reason he felt like he was hungry, but for what he didn't know. He slowly sat up, his eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room. He saw in the other bed a sleeping, green figure and next to him a small one. On the floor below was his dad. He looked to his left and saw Goku sleeping in a chair, well almost in the chair. Half of his body was on the floor so it was practically only his upper body in the chair. Trunks pulled the covers away and got up. He felt a sharp pain in his groin and immediately went back down. " What are you doing?" he heard coming from the floor behind him. His father got up and went in front of him. Vegeta knelt down in front of Trunks. " Still hurting?" he asked, trying to sound like a concerned parent. Trunks nodded slowly. " Here let me see how it is," he said and reached for the front of Trunks' boxers. Trunks allowed him to look. He was too weak to do anything so it really didn't matter that his own father was looking at his penis. Vegeta took his son's shaft and began to inspect the base of it. " It looks OK. Still a little red. You shouldn't be up ya know. Piccolo said you needed rest," he said, again trying to act like a good dad. Trunks nodded and laid back down. His father tucked the sheets into his son's form, making sure he was comfortable. Vegeta laid down on the floor again, but not falling asleep.

" Hey dad, what happened to me? What did she do to me?" Trunks asked worriedly. Vegeta continued to stare at the ceiling. He finally answered him, " She bit you. She injected a lot of venom into you. You're lucky to still be alive. If Piccolo hadn't come to your aid in time..." He stopped. He didn't want to think about what would've happened if he hadn't come to his aid. Vegeta shook the thought from his mind. " Listen, you need rest. You have to see Alex tomorrow. You'll need every bit of energy to face her. Hopefully she doesn't know who you are. Get some sleep not," Vegeta said to Trunks. He heard a stirring and shifting of bed sheets. Five minutes later Vegeta heard Trunks' quiet snores. He continued to stare at the ceiling. Vegeta didn't get any sleep for the rest of the night.

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" Good morning N.Y. this is channel 6 news reporting. I am Connie Chung. Today police found the 16th victim in this murder spree. There is a light in this case though. Police say a witness has come forward to give some evidence on the person behind this spree. The witness describes the person as a woman, 5'9", curl, dirty blonde hair, pale skin, and....I'm not sure if I'm reading this right, red eyes. Police are saying they need your help to identify this suspect.

In other news..." the TV flicked off. Alex sat there, smiling. Krysta sat in her usual place with her usual worried look. " Alex, this can't continue! Now someone's identified you! Next thing you know they'll be police at our door! I'm not getting caught for your stupidity" Krysta yelled at Alex. In the blink of an eye Alex's hand was around Krysta's throat and Krysta was slammed against the wall. Alex tightened her grip on her friend's throat. " You think I care for them? They're only cattle to me. I could rule this cursed world with my fucking clit! Now you listen and you listen good, I'm only saying this once. I wanted to be seen. I wanted them to have a description of who it was doing these things. Why you ask? Because its about time we stopped hiding and show the world who we really are and how many of us there are. They may outnumber us 2:1, but all that will change come next month. Next month we will be dominant and they will be oppressed. We will no longer have to hide who we are! They were made to be our food! Get this through your head Krystaca, because if ever dare challenge my authority you won't need to worry about getting your soul revoked!" she yelled. Alex threw Krysta across the room.

Krysta laid there. She heard Alex leave the room. She didn't want to move. Go ahead and kill me. I don't want to be in this life anymore, she kept thinking. " Krysta! Come on! We have work to do today!" Krysta heard Alex call for her. She slowly rose to her feet and straightened out her outfit. Krysta walked slowly out of the room and towards the front door where Alex was waiting. Waiting like a hungry tiger. The two women left the house and made their way to work in total silence. Once at work Krysta went to her usual place on the 8th floor. Once there Krysta kept looking at the clock. It was 8:20. Trunks would be expected here in 40 minutes. She shivered as she thought about what might happen to him if he was late.

The phone rang which made Krysta jump nearly 10 ft. out of her seat. " Hello, AKAM Studios, this is Krysta speaking, how may I help you?" she said as politely as she could. There was a slight pause and then a scruffy voice came on, " Yes hello? This is...Henry. I'm an agent representing Greg. He's calling to confirm his meeting with Alex." Krysta looked at her computer and saw the appointment. " Yes it's still on. Is there anything you would like sir?" Krysta asked. There was a long pause, then Krysta heard the line click. She pulled away from the phone and sighed. Krysta hung up the phone and continued doing whatever was in front of her.

The intercom in her office came on. " Krysta? I'm going to need those order copies on the photo shoot supplies before the day is out," a man on the other line said. Krysta clicked a button and answered, " Which shoot? The Cameron or the Gadiva?" There was a short pause before she heard a click, " The Gadiva." She nodded, even though he couldn't see it and began to look for the order copies. Krysta became so consumed in her work she didn't bother to look at the time or notice a guy sitting there. The next time she looked at the clock it was 9:15. She began to silently pray that Trunks was alright.

Trunks looked at the clock on the wall. He was early. It was 8:50 and he was waiting in a room full of pornographic pictures on the walls. He played with the earring on his ear, making sure it was still there. He was getting nervous. The clock on the wall ticked away slowly. It felt like every minute was another hour. He picked up a magazine that was sitting on the chair next to him. It was called `Fetish'. He flipped through the pages, not really looking at anything. Trunks looked at the woman behind the desk. She was pretty, but probably a vampire. Her hair was a dusty brown, he complection was ivory, and her eyes were green. He liked her eyes the most. She was busy looking for something. That's when the door opened and another woman stepped out. She motioned for him to come in. He took a deep breath, this was going to be very hard.