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The story starts three months after the end of Blood Desire but don't worry we will travel back to two months in the next chapter

BLOOD CARTEL

Chapter One

It was cold October evening in the City of Detroit as Dean sat in the impala looking across at the lap dancing club, its name the Pussycat Club flashed in neon lights over the entrance in bright psychedelic colours, it looked like any other lap dancing club but this was no ordinary club it was fronted by the Blood Cartel, one of a few that now excited in America. Three months had passed since Sam had rescued him but now he was back amongst the Cartel where they said he belonged. Reaching over the front seat he grab his jacket then slowly climbed out before sliding his Armani suit jacket over his black silk shirt, he bent down to look in the driver's side mirror while he adjusted his collar and made sure that the three top buttons of his shirt remained open to show if necessary the Aleksandrov family crest tattoo, the mark that said he was a slave but now that he was well known to the bouncers on the members only area they hardly every asked to see it. Crossing the road he walked towards the club taking a quick glance round. God if Sammy knew what he was doing he would surely kill him he was risking everything; his brother was already becoming suspicious of his nightly outings but what drove him back to the Cartel was no longer about desire it was about need, reaching the door the bouncers stepped aside to allow him entrance.

Sam sat in the car he had stolen a few parking spaces back from the parked impala, he watched his brother climb out, dressed the way Nikolay had dressed him and he balled his fists in anger, how could Dean think so little of himself after everything that had happened Seeing his brother walk over to the club and enter Sam climbed out of the car and followed but at the door the bouncers stopped him, after pulling out his fake members' card they soon allowed him to pass.

Stepping inside into the bar area Dean looked around; the pole dancers were busy working their poles to the song Heart of Glass by Blondie, one of them seeing Dean gave him wink. The lovely Sandy, boy was she hot and extremely flexible Dean thought back to two nights before when they had hot sex in the back of the impala. He winked back and then made his way over to the bar and ordered his usual, a beer with a twist the twist being Kratom extract that give him that little buzz that he missed from tasting. Taking a sip he headed towards the members only area at the back of the club. The bouncer on the door watched him approach and smiled

"Hey George, how's it going?" Dean asked the burly bouncer

"Good Dean and you?" George replied as he opened the door to the members' only area allowing Dean to enter.

"Can't complain" Dean passed thru his eyes immediately scanning the dimly lighted private booths for one particular member of the Cartel. He saw the dyed redheaded vampire sitting in a corner booth with two working girls draping themselves all over him.

Jonas Pinard saw Dean and waved him over to the booth; Dean made his way across the floor to Jonas's waiting extended hand for him to kiss, the customary sign of respect to a member of the Cartel. Although Nikolay was never big on the whole hand kissing thing other members of the Cartel were and he had to show his respect.

Taking the offered hand Dean kissed the back of it. "Evening Master Jonas"

"Sit down Dean, I have news" Jonas waved the girls away "later girls we have business to discuss" he reached out slapping one of them on the behind which made her giggled as she left

Dean sat down next to the vampire, taking another sip of beer he waited for the vampire to talk. "After all this time it's been confirmed that my Master Vladimir his coming here to the US to claim Nikolay's property, the Blood Counsel have finally agreed that instead of splitting up Nikolay's property between the council members they have decided that as Vladimir sired Nikolay what belonged to the Aleksandrov family now belongs to the Borisenko family"

Dean nodded his head slightly "What happens to me? I got the feeling Master Vladimir didn't like me very much"

Jonas reached across and gripped the back of Dean's neck with his hand and pulled Dean towards him, squeezing Dean's neck lightly to reassure the young slave "Don't worry Dean, you have proven yourself as a trustworthy servant, I will put in a good word for you with Vladimir, he will be pleased that you have willingly rejoined us and accepted your role as part of our family, now walk with me to the door I have a parcel that I need you to deliver"

As they stood and walked towards the doors Dean asked "Master Jonas, when does Grand Master Vladimir arrive?" he kept his eyes on the approaching vampire that handed Jonas a parcel.

"Be patient Dean it will be soon" Jonas handed the parcel over whilst the bouncer George opened the door to let Dean out, taking the parcel and once again kissing the vampire's hand Dean turned and left the members only area heading straight out of the club.

Sam had found himself a leather chair in a dark corner where he could watch the comings and goings of the members' only area, he saw the door open, the exchange of a parcel and Dean kissing a red haired vampire's hand, Sam's heart sank his worst fears had been confirmed it sickened him to see what lengths his brother would go to taste, in Sam's eyes there was no other explanation as to why Dean was here dressed as Nikolay's slave. He watched as his brother walked towards the entrance getting up Sam followed but a sudden crowd of party goers crossed his path blocking his exit, when he did eventually exit the club Dean and the impala were gone.

Dean drove to the outskirts of Detroit; the parcel on the bench seat next to him read Henry Bonnet as the addressee, he had been there a couple of times before it was no sweat and the bodyguards were getting used to him now. The first time he had to flash his Aleksandrov family crest tattoo and confirm his slave registration number so they could check the Blood Cartel database for verification but. He pulled up at the wrought iron gates pressing the intercom button as he spoke into it "Dean Aleksandrov I have a parcel from Master Jonas". Tapping his fingers on the steering wheel he waited for the gates to open and wondered whether he should call himself Borisenko as Vladimir was now officially his master but on seconds thoughts maybe he should wait until his new master had excepted him, once the gates were opened enough for the impala to slip thru he drove towards the main house as he neared he turned off and drove around the back to the servant and delivery entrance, parking up he grabbed the parcel and climbed out to see that the bodyguard was there waiting for him, after the usual quick frisk down for concealed weapons Dean was allowed to enter.

"This way Master Henry wants to check the parcel" the bodyguard informed him

"Sure no problem" Dean followed the bodyguard down a long corridor and into a grand marble hallway; this was the first time Dean had been this far into the mansion "Wait here" the bodyguard instructed him. Dean watch as the bodyguard knocked on a door which he presumed was Henry Bonnet's study before entering with the parcel. A minute later the door reopened and the bodyguard called him in.

Sitting behind his desk vampire Henry Bonnet waved Dean over as he did he looked Dean up and down before he spoke "It a shame about Nikolay, I attended many of his tasting party especially the one he held for Vladimir, you were there I never forget a face, you were the slave that was stolen that night?"

"Yes Master Henry" his head slightly bowed Dean obeyed the rules that slaves were never allowed to make direct eye contact with a member of the Cartel

Henry Bonnet shook his head in disgust "nasty business slave stealing we always seem to desire what's not ours and as centuries pass it sometimes frightens me as to what lengths I would go too to get that one special slave who's blood would warm my chilled bones" he pondered for a moment before standing and walking round his desk "It's was a pity I was unable to attend Christina's beheading Nikolay had a very poor choice in picking fiancée's but I must admit he had a great taste in slaves" Sitting down on the edge of his desk Henry studied Dean for a moment "Have you heard the news that Vladimir his coming to claim Nikolay's property"

"Yes Master Henry I found out tonight" Dean watched the vampire open the parcel and remove the bag of blood before inserting a small tube into the neck of the bag and sampling the blood within "I looking forward to serving my new master"

"And so you should it is a great honour for a slave to serve a grand master such as Vladimir" The blood was of good quality and reasonable fresh so Henry pushed himself off the desk and held out his hand "tell Jonas he will be paid in the usual way"

Kissing the hand Dean backed away "goodnight Master Henry" he turned and followed the bodyguard out of the study.

Sam paced the small motel room his merger possessions packed into two duffel bags sat ready on the bed, the stolen car parked yards away. At the sound of the key turning in the lock he turned to see his brother enter wearing his normal casual clothes, wherever he had been he had changed out of his suit

Dean immediately saw the angry look on Sam's face his eyes glancing past his brother to the two packed duffel bags, throwing the keys on the table he headed for the bathroom but Sam grabbed hold his left bicep "show me"

Dean knew the drill by now. "Sam I haven't being tasting"

"Then show me your arms" Sam demanded to see he wasn't just going to accept Dean's word not tonight.

"Ok" Dean quickly accepted that he still had to earn Sam's trust.

Sam released his brother's arm so Dean could remove his jacket and his long sleeved outer shirt before turning his arms over for the usual inspection. Sam saw the same old scars but nothing new it wasn't what he had expected but still something was going on here, why did Dean go to the club and then five minutes later leave with a parcel a thought occurred to him "What was in the parcel Dean?"

"I don't know what you mean" Dean took a step towards the bathroom, his temporary sanctuary until he could get his head together but Sam blocked his path

"Two nights in a row I've followed you to the Pussycat Club, I saw you Dean degrading yourself with that red haired vampire, what else have you done? Dean lowered his eyes as he saw the angry disgusted looked on Sam's face "Do you think so little of yourself that you're willing to become a slave so you can taste. Is that what this is about Dean, your need for blood outweighs everything else?"

"No" he voice was barely a whisper. It wasn't his need for blood that drove Dean to do this but how could he make Sam understand what he was going through what this was doing to him, Matt and Sheriff McBain were dead because of him, their blood as well as Jay's was on his hands and in the hospital he could barely look Bobby in the face, Bobby told him he didn't blame him for what the Cartel did to him but Dean blamed himself

"I want the truth what was in that parcel?" Sam yelled if he had to he would beat the truth out of Dean.

Dean knew Sam was going to jump to the wrong conclusion "it was blood" lifting his eyes to Sam's "I swear to you Sam it not want you think, I haven't tasted blood since that night, just that one slip that's all, it shouldn't have happened and I was sorry, I was straight with you about it but since then I haven't. I can explain…"

Sam cut him off when he realised how stupid had he been all his attempts at helping Dean had all been in vain "Don't lie to me Dean how long as it been going on?" he saw the hurt look on Dean's face as he released his brother's arm instantly turning his back he couldn't bear to look at Dean any longer, after everything they had been through lately after everything Dean had endured at the hands of Nikolay he wasn't going to stand by and watch his brother sink even lower. "You want to be a slave then their welcome to you" turning Sam's clenched fist connected with the side of Dean's jaw sending him sprawling to the floor "I'm ashamed to call you my brother" Sam picked up his bags and walked out without a backward glance

TBC