Killer's Lair

Killer was sitting in his lair with his cauldron. He was making a potion, a special potion, for a special someone. As he made it, he did his signature chant, just to add to the demonic nature of the potion making.

'From Saints to Sinners,' he whispered, stirring the potion, 'to the losers and winners. When you, Connor, come to the dark-side, it'll be caused by me!'

Killer laughed demonically. The vampire blood mixed in with the potion, bubbling demonically in the cauldron.

'KILLER!'

McGinty's Pub

'YO, CONNOR! Where's your wife, bro?'

'At home. Sleeping. She had a rough night.'

'Well, damn! I was looking forward to seeing her!'

'Maybe next week if she's better.'

'Damn!'

Connor growled, sitting down on one of the stools. His wife, Rebecca, had been sick with the flu for the last week and he'd been tirelessly taking care of her. She let him take a break since she was feeling a bit better.

'Hey, Doc!' he said, 'get me a beer!'

Doc, the bartender, grabbed a bottle of beer and handed it to Connor. Connor sighed, resting his head on the bar, groaning.

'Dude, are you okay?' asked James, 'you look tired, dude.'

Killer slipped around the bar silently. He grabbed Connor's beer, slowly pouring the potion in it. Before anyone could see him, he placed it back in its spot, slipping away, laughing quietly.

'O' course I'm fuckin' tired,' growled Connor, sipping his beer, 'Rebecca's been sick wit' tha flu fer tha past fuckin' week.'

'Ah, jeez…' said Doc, 'the f-f-f-f-f-f-flu is no f-f-f-f…FUCK! ASS!'

'It's been tha same shit every fuckin' night,' said Connor, 'either she'd be pukin' her guts up, she has tha chills, she's got a fever. It's fuckin' tiring.'

'You must really care about her if you're staying up all night to take care of her, bro,' said Jeff.

'She's me fuckin' world, Jeff,' said Connor, 'I'd take a bullet fer her if I had ta.'

'You already did,' said Randy, pointing to Connor's right shoulder, 'right in the shoulder.'

'It was because o' tha' Yakavetta fucker,' growled Connor, 'if I didn't take tha' bullet, she would've died.'

'You're a bold man, Connor,' said Dan, 'you'd do anything for that girl.'

'Yer fuckin' right I would,' said Connor, 'damn fuckin' right.'

'Is she feeling any better?' asked John, 'or is she still bad?'

'She's better,' said Connor, taking another sip, 'she's still got a fever, though.'

'As long as she's okay, that's all I care about,' said John, 'I love that girl.'

'Yeah, man,' said Randy, 'she's like us but with a vagina.'

Connor laughed.

'Good one, Randy,' he said, patting Randy on the shoulder.

Randy laughed, hugging Connor. Just then, Connor's phone vibrated.

'I wonder who this could be,' he said.

Everyone watched as Connor looked at his phone. He sighed.

'Who is it?' asked Phil.

'Rebecca,' said Connor.

'She okay?' asked Phil.

'Her fever's gone up,' said Connor, typing a reply to Rebecca's text, 'which means I gotta go home an' run 'er a cold bath.'

'Can't your brother or his wife take care of her?' asked Stephen, 'you need some time to yourself, dude.'

Connor glared at Stephen, his eyes turning cold.

'I made a fuckin' promise ta her tha day I rescued 'er tha' I'd be there fer her,' he said in a cold voice, 'I'm finishin' me beer then I'm leaving.'

Stephen cowered away from Connor, not meeting his gaze. Connor chugged his beer and left in a huff.

'Stupid Stephen…' he mumbled to himself as he walked down the street towards the more upscale end of Boston, 'yer wife's not sick with tha God-damn flu…ye never made a fuckin' promise ta yer whore o' a fuckin' wife…I made a promise ta mine…fuck you…'

Connor continued to huff and mutter down the street, Stephen's voice buzzing around in his head.

Half-way through his walk, Connor began to feel funny, strange even. His vision became blurred, his head swimming.

'Tha fuck is goin' on?' he muttered, 'I can' be drunk…I only had one fuckin' beer…'

Connor continued to walk. He began stumbling a bit, his vision becoming blurrier and blurrier with each step.

'Gotta make it home…' he whispered, 'gotta make it ta Rebecca…'

Just then, a sharp pain ripped through Connor's chest. He cried out as it sent fire through his veins and into his heart. What was going on?

'Can't…stop…' he whispered, 'must…make it…home…'

Connor struggled on, but his knees buckled, his legs weakening. Connor fell to his knees, more sharp pain ripping through him.

'ARGH!' he growled, 'NO!'

Connor's vision became blurry again. He stumbled into an alley, collapsing between a dumpster and a bunch of boxes, more sharp pain coursing through him.

Connor hissed and grunted as his blood boiled in his veins. Something was happening, but he didn't know what. Did Doc spike his beer? Did one of his buddies spike his beer? He didn't know, but whatever was in that beer was doing something to him.

Connor snarled against the pain. He tried to stand, but it was no good. He was too weak to move. All he could do was curl up in a ball and wait for the pain to stop.

Suddenly, Connor heard someone laugh. This laugh didn't sound human. It sounded cold, evil, demonic, even. Someone was there, but he wasn't sure who.

'Who's there?' he hissed between grunts of pain, 'who's there?'

'Your imagination, Connor,' said the voice.

Connor growled as another sharp pain ripped through him. Where was this voice coming from?

'WHO ARE YOU?' he hissed through clenched teeth, 'WHO ARE YOU?'

The voice giggled demonically. Connor hissed, his blood boiling ferociously.

'I'm your conscience,' said the voice.

Connor hissed again, clenching his teeth harder. What was happening to him? Who was the owner of that sick, demonic voice?

'WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?' he growled, 'WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?'

The owner of the voice laughed sadistically as Connor let out another roar and howl of pain. It spoke again.

'Welcome to the fray, Connor!'

Connor buried his face in his hands, howling in pain as his heart beat erratically, his blood boiling more and more in his veins.

'REVEAL YOURSELF!' he commanded, 'REVEAL YOURSELF!'

Killer laughed. He summoned himself in front of Connor. He stared at him, his cold eyes dancing deviously.

'Aww…' he said in a taunting tone, 'what's wrong? You seem a little…sick.'

'YOU!' growled Connor, 'YOU DID THIS TO ME!'

'Did I?' said Killer, pointing to himself with a fake confused look, 'you know what they say about drinks at parties, people can lace them with…interesting things.'

Killer giggled demonically. Connor let out a fierce howl of rage.

'WHY ME?' he roared, 'WHY?'

'Why not?' said Killer, 'that's the truest of true question.'

Connor tried to get back on his feet, but it was no good. He collapsed back on his knees, his blood boiling.

'WHAT'S GOING ON?' he cried, 'WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?'

'You are becoming what you hate most,' said Killer, 'A SINNER!'

Connor growled as Killer threw his head back, laughing to the skies. What was he talking about? A sinner?

'Never thought you'd be in the presence of a demon, did you, Saint Boy?' sneered Killer.

'WHO ARE YOU?' roared Connor, 'WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?'

'My name is not of importance at this moment,' said Killer.

'WHERE'S MY WIFE?' hissed Connor, 'IF YE TOUCHED 'ER, I SWEAR…'

Connor's sentence was interrupted as another sharp pain ripped through him. He howled loudly, the sound echoing around the dark and damp alley.

'TO WHO?' snarled Killer, 'TO GOD? HE DOESN'T EXIST!'

'WHERE. IS. SHE?' panted Connor, 'WHERE. IS. SHE?'

'She's at home,' said Killer, 'awaiting her Conny-Wonny.'

Connor gasped. How did Killer know that? How did he know that's what Rebecca called him?

Connor went to open his mouth to retort, but another wave of pain prevented him from speaking. He howled loudly, tears stinging his eyes.

'Almost complete,' whispered Killer, 'it won't be long now.'

Connor let out one final cry of pain. He curled up in a ball, shaking and moaning.

'The transformation is complete,' said Killer.

Connor slowly raised his head, looking at Killer. He frowned, confused.

'Transformation?' he panted, 'what do ye mean?'

Killer looked over by the dumpster. There was a broken mirror next to it. He walked over and grabbed one of the fragments, handing it to Connor.

'I hope you enjoy your new look,' he teased, giggling sinisterly.

Slowly, Connor raised the fragment, his hands shaking. He looked at his reflection. He gasped, horrified and shocked. His skin was as white as snow and his once blue eyes were now pitch black. He roared, cursing in Gaelic. Killer laughed sadistically, knowing what he had done. Connor stood to his feet, snarling at Killer.

'WHAT HAVE YE DONE TA ME?' he roared, 'WHAT HAVE YE DONE?'

'Hello, Mr. Vampire,' teased Killer.

Connor looked at Killer. He frowned.

'Vampire?' he whispered.

Killer smirked deviously. He placed his hand on Connor's shoulder, his eyes glistening.

'Time for your epic reveal,' he said.

The Saints Mansion: Rebecca & Connor's Room

Connor opened his eyes, panting and gasping. He was standing inside his bedroom, Rebecca fast asleep in bed. He looked around for Killer, but he wasn't there. Connor roared.

'KILLER!'

Rebecca stirred. Connor froze. Oh, no…

'Shit…' he whispered, 'shit…'

Rebecca stirred again, rolling over on her side. Connor stood, frozen and silent, praying that he didn't wake her up.

'Please be asleep…' he whispered, 'please…'

Rebecca rolled over again. What happened next had Connor panicking.

'Connor?'

Connor's body went numb. How was he gonna tell his wife, his soul mate, that he had been turned into a vampire?

'Connor?' mumbled Rebecca, 'Connor, is that you?'

Connor sighed, defeated. He had to tell her.

'It's me, baby girl,' he said, 'it's me.'

Rebecca slowly opened her eyes. She looked over at Connor, a smile spreading across her face.

'What took you so long?' she asked, 'I was beginning to get worried.'

'The guys wanted me to stay longer,' said Connor, 'kinda got held against my will.'

'Stephen?' said Rebecca.

'Yeah,' muttered Connor, 'Stephen.'

Rebecca frowned at Connor. Something was wrong, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was.

'Conny-Wonny?' she said.

'Yes, Becca-Bear?' said Connor.

'Are you okay, babe?' asked Rebecca, 'something seems…off with you.'

Connor growled. Rebecca's smart, way smart.

'What do ye mean?' he mumbled.

'Your voice is deeper,' said Rebecca, 'song-like, even.'

'I got a bit o' a sore throat, love,' said Connor smoothly, pretending to cough.

Rebecca frowned. She looked at Connor's eyes, frowning more.

'And your eyes,' she said, 'they're black.'

'Trick o' tha light,' said Connor nervously.

'And your skin,' said Rebecca, 'you look…paler than normal. I know you're pale and all, but you look like Sheamus' brother.'

'Jus' tha moon castin' its glow on me,' said Connor, 'I ain't tha' pale, love.'

Rebecca slowly sat up. Her hair was a mess and her eyes were red. She looked at Connor, folding her arms, looking very serious.

'Connor Adam MacManus,' she said sternly, 'don't you lie to me. What the fuck is going on with you?'

Connor sighed. Slowly, he walked up to Rebecca. He looked at her, his eyes full of sorrow.

'Here,' he said, placing his hand on her forehead, 'feel my skin.'

Rebecca gasped. Connor's skin felt like ice.

'Holy shit!' she breathed, 'your skin feels like ice!'

'There's a reason why my skin's cold,' said Connor.

'Please don't tell me I gave you the flu…' said Rebecca.

'Ye didn't give me tha flu, Becca-Bear,' said Connor in a sombre voice, 'this is something completely different.'

Rebecca watched as Connor sat down in front of her. Her eyes burned with curiosity, wondering what was wrong with her husband.

'Before I tell ye, I want ye ta promise me something,' said Connor.

'What?' said Rebecca, 'what?'

'Promise me tha' ye won' freak out,' said Connor, 'please.'

'I promise,' said Rebecca, 'tell me.'

Connor sighed. He took Rebecca's hand in his, twining his fingers in hers. He looked Rebecca dead in the eye, taking a deep breath, exhaling, then confessing.

'I'm a vampire.'

Rebecca gasped. She clapped her hands over her mouth, staring at Connor with a shocked expression in her eyes. Vampire. Her husband is a vampire.

'You're…' she stammered, 'you're a…you're a…'

'Vampire,' said Connor, 'I'm a vampire.'

Rebecca didn't say anything. She slowly crawled towards Connor, not taking her eyes off his face. Slowly, shaking, she reached out to Connor, holding his face in her hands. She looked into his eyes, his cold, black eyes, tears welling up in her eyes as her mind processed what Connor has just told her.

'Who did this to you?' she whispered.

Connor sighed. He closed his eyes, hanging his head slightly as he answered.

'Killer.'

Rebecca didn't say a word. She shook her head as tears began to run down her cheeks. She wrapped her arms around Connor's neck, hugging herself close to him, sobbing silently.

'Baby…' whispered Connor, 'why are ye cryin'?'

'You're gonna leave me, aren't you?' whispered Rebecca, 'aren't you?'

'What are ye talkin' about?' said Connor, 'yer talkin' crazy.'

'You're a vampire, Connor,' said Rebecca, 'you can't stay here. You're gonna leave me.'

Connor sighed. He pulled away from the hug. He looked at Rebecca, cupping her cheek in his hand.

'I'm not gonna leave ye, Rebecca,' he said, 'I can't live without you.'

Rebecca sighed. She held Connor's hand in hers, squeezing it gently. She couldn't lose him, not now.

'Change me.'

Connor's eyes snapped open. He frowned at Rebecca.

'What did ye jus' say?' he said.

'I want you to change me,' said Rebecca, 'I want to become a vampire.'

Connor stared at Rebecca, dumbfounded. He could not believe his ears.

'Are ye serious?' he said, 'ye want ta become a vampire?'

'I can't lose you, Connor,' said Rebecca, 'I can't.'

Connor sighed.

'Alright,' he said, 'I'll change ye.'

Rebecca nodded. She brushed her hair away from her neck, her heart beating erratically.

'Do it,' she said, 'bite me. Change me.'

Connor sighed, looking at Rebecca's bare neck. Slowly, he leaned in towards her. Then, with one swift movement, he bit Rebecca's neck, digging his fangs deep into Rebecca's neck. Rebecca gasped.

'Oh, Connor…' she whispered, 'that feels so…'

Rebecca's sentence was cut short. A sharp pain ripped through her chest and into her heart. She let out a strangled cry of pain as her heart exploded with fire, sending it throughout her body.

Connor pulled his fangs out of Rebecca's neck. He licked the bite marks, healing them.

Rebecca lay back against the pillows. She curled into a ball, shaking and moaning as more pain tore through her.

'CONNOR!' she cried, 'WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?'

'Yer changin', Rebecca,' said Connor, 'this is part of tha transformation.'

Killer lurked in one of the corners of the bedroom. He watched as Rebecca squirmed and shook with pain as her body slowly began to change.

'CONNOR!' cried Rebecca, 'CONNOR!'

'I'm right here, Becca-Bear,' soothed Connor, stroking Rebecca's hair, 'it'll all be over soon. I promise.'

Rebecca let out another shriek of pain. Her blood boiled inside her veins, her body quivering. She wanted the pain to end. She wanted to die.

'KILL ME!' she shrieked as a sharp pain tore through her heart, 'KILL ME NOW!'

'I'm not gonna kill ye, Rebecca,' scolded Connor, 'it's gonna be over soon.'

Killer watched intently as Rebecca arched her back, sobbing and howling in pain. He knew she would make a very beautiful and very sadistic vampire. He just knew it.

'Yer gonna be okay, Becca-Bear,' coaxed Connor, 'I'm not gonna let anythin' bad happen to ye.'

'MAKE IT STOP!' cried Rebecca, 'MAKE IT STOP!'

'Hang in there, baby,' said Connor, 'hang in there.'

Rebecca let out one final cry. The transformation was complete.

'Beauty is in the eyes of the beautiful vampire,' whispered Killer, 'she's complete.'

Rebecca was still curled up in a ball. She was shaking, moaning. Connor gently placed his hand on her shoulder, looking at her.

'Becca-Bear?' he whispered, 'are ye okay?'

Rebecca slowly lifted her head. She looked at Connor. Connor gasped.

'Oh…my…'

Rebecca's eyes were a deep, dark, sinister shade of red. Her hair was lighter, more blonde. Her skin was pale, cold. She glowed in the light of the moon. She looked beautiful.

'So…' said Rebecca, 'how do I look?'

Connor didn't say a word. He just stared at Rebecca, completely awestruck. Rebecca frowned.

'Connor?' she said, 'are you okay?'

'Fuck me…' whispered Connor.

Rebecca laughed. Then she gasped.

'Oh!'

'What?' said Connor, 'what?'

'Listen!' said Rebecca, 'listen to my voice!'

Connor listened. Rebecca spoke again.

'So, Burnett, you didn't forget about magic, it's safe inside you.'

Connor gasped. Then, he laughed.

'Ye sound like Lady!' he said, 'ye sound jus' like 'er!'

'Only with a mix of my French accent,' said Rebecca.

Connor laughed. Killer watched intently, smirking all the while.

'I wanna see what I look like,' said Rebecca, 'can I see my reflection?'

'Yes, ye can,' said Connor, 'I saw mine when Killer showed me what I looked like.'

'I wanna see!' said Rebecca excitedly, 'I wanna see!'

Connor chuckled. He took Rebecca by the hand, leading her over to her vanity. Killer watched them as they walked by, his eyes dancing.

'Alright,' said Connor, putting his hands over Rebecca's eyes, 'are ye ready?'

Rebecca nodded.

'Ready.'

Connor smiled.

'Here ye go.'

Connor took his hands off of Rebecca's eyes. Rebecca gasped.

'Oh!'

Connor smiled as Rebecca slowly reached her hand out, touching the mirror, marvelling at her reflection.

'Connor…' she whispered, 'is that me?'

'That's you,' said Connor, 'my Lady.'

Rebecca continued to stare at her reflection. She marvelled at her eyes, her skin, her hair. She was amazed. She was more beautiful than ever.

'Look at me…' she whispered, 'I'm…I'm…'

'Beautiful,' finished Connor.

Rebecca laughed.

'Yeah,' she said, 'beautiful.'

Connor chuckled. He wrapped his arms around Rebecca's waist, kissing her forehead.

'You know,' said Rebecca, 'you make a very sexy vampire.'

Connor laughed.

'I do, do I?' he said.

Rebecca grinned. She turned around, facing Connor, her eyes dancing.

'Yes, you do,' she said in a seductive tone, 'and if I'm not mistaken, vampires are strong creatures. Once you're a vampire, you become stronger, am I correct?'

'Yer correct,' said Connor as Rebecca advanced on him, 'I was once interested in vampires when I went through tha' punk phase in high school.'

Rebecca laughed. Her laugh echoed all around the room, bouncing off the walls.

'You wanna test out your new found strength, Connor?' she asked, 'on me?'

Connor chuckled.

'I don' know, love,' he said as he backed up, 'we don' wanna wake up tha others, do we?'

'Who cares about the others?' said Rebecca, licking her lips, 'they wake us up all the time.'

'Though that's very true, we gotta be careful,' said Connor, 'we're vampires. We can't risk 'em catchin' us.'

'Oh, come on, Connor,' said Rebecca, 'don't be such a chicken.'

'I ain't no chicken, Rebecca,' said Connor, backing up towards the bed, 'ye know that.'

Rebecca jumped on Connor. Her eyes burned with intense power and lust as she looked at him, a devious grin spreading across her lips.

'Come on, Conny-Wonny,' she said, 'let's have some fun.'

Connor laughed.

'Alright,' he said, 'ye win.'

Rebecca smirked. She jumped off Connor, floating towards the bed. She lay down on her back, spreading her legs in a seductive manner, her eyes flashing.

'Come on, Saint Boy,' she said, 'make me your slut.'

'I'm gonna fuck ye so hard Satan himself will turn green wit' envy,' purred Connor.

Rebecca laughed.

'Ooh, Connor!' she said, 'feisty, aren't you?'

'Yer damn fuckin' right,' said Connor, pulling Rebecca onto his lap, 'yer gonna see a whole new side o' me tha' ye have never seen before.'

Rebecca purred.

'I like the sounds of that,' she said.

Connor smirked. He bit Rebecca's breast. Rebecca gasped, moaning.

'Oh, Connor!' she whispered.

Connor grinned, his fangs glistening in the moonlight. He knotted his fingers in Rebecca's hair, pressing his lips to hers, kissing her passionately. Rebecca moaned, parting her lips, snaking her tongue into Connor's mouth.

Connor pulled away from the kiss. He grabbed the breast part of Rebecca's gown, ripping it open. Rebecca gasped, moaning as Connor bit her exposed skin.

'Seductive violence,' whispered Killer, giggling deviously, 'I like it.'

Connor growled. He pushed Rebecca violently against the pillows, his eyes burning with lust as he stared at her naked breasts.

'Get on yer hands an' knees,' he ordered, 'NOW!'

Rebecca obeyed. She rolled over, getting herself into the doggy-style position. He reached over into his bedside table, grabbing a coil of red rope.

'Hands behind yer back,' he said, 'I'm about to make you my fuck-toy.'

Rebecca placed her hands behind her back, putting her wrists together. Connor took some of the rope, tying Rebecca's wrists together. He knotted the rope, grinning deviously.

'Too tight?' he teased.

'No,' said Rebecca, 'it's perfect.'

Connor laughed a cold laugh. He reached for his leather belt. Time to make the mutt scream.

'What are you doing?' whispered Rebecca, 'what…?'

'SILENCE!' roared Connor.

Rebecca cried out as Connor spanked her with his belt. Tears of pleasure stung her eyes as Connor repeatedly whipped her.

'Lust and wrath are deadly sins being performed in an…interesting way,' whispered Killer, cackling sadistically.

'Harder!' commanded Rebecca, 'harder! Come on! You hit like a bitch!'

Connor growled. He whipped Rebecca's ass harder, his blood boiling. Rebecca groaned.

'Come on, Connor!' she said, 'you can do better than that!'

'SILENCE!' roared Connor, whipping Rebecca harder.

'I've given you all this power, Connor!' Killer thought to himself, 'USE IT! MAKE HER YOUR WHORE!'

'HARDER!' growled Rebecca, 'HARDER, CONNOR, HARDER!'

'Take yer punishment like a good little vampire,' hissed Connor, whipping Rebecca even harder, 'yer a filthy little mutt. Take yer fuckin' punishment!'

Rebecca hissed as Connor whipped her harder and harder. Each strike of his belt sent fire through her veins. She couldn't take it anymore.

'ENOUGH!' she roared, 'ENOUGH!'

'SILENCE!' roared Connor, slapping Rebecca across the face, 'ENOUGH IS WHEN I SAY ENOUGH, YE FILTHY SKANK!'

Rebecca roared with pleasure as Connor repeatedly beat her with his belt. She could feel welts developing on her ass cheeks with each strike, each crack. She welcomed the pain, and she enjoyed every last bit of it.

'That's more like it, Connor!' said Killer, cackling madly, 'that's more like it!'

'WHORE!' hissed Connor, whipping Rebecca again, 'MUTT! SKANK! SLUT!'

Rebecca hissed through clenched fangs. She buried her face in her pillow, biting it ferociously.

Connor tossed the belt on the floor. He grabbed a black, spiked leather collar out of the bedside table. He put it on Rebecca's neck, rolling her over on her back.

'Now I'm gonna make ye bark like tha little mutt that ye are,' he growled.

Rebecca watched as Connor reached over into her bedside table. He pulled out the pink vibrator he had bought her for Valentine's Day. What was he planning?

'What are you doing?' whispered Rebecca.

'Ye see this?' said Connor, holding up the vibrator, 'I know yer achin' fer my tongue, but I'm not gonna lick ye. Oh, no. Yer gonna cum, but it'll be because o' this.'

Connor turned the vibrator on its highest setting. Rebecca whimpered, shaking her head.

'No…' she whispered, 'no…'

Killer smirked sadistically as he watched Rebecca squirm away from the vibrator.

'Now this is torture,' he said, giggling demonically.

'Aww…' said Connor in a teasing tone, 'what's tha matter, baby? I thought ye liked Lady.'

'I don't want Lady,' whined Rebecca, 'I want your tongue.'

'Aww…' said Connor, 'too bad.'

Connor placed Lady on Rebecca's clit. Rebecca cried out, trying to squirm out of her ties, but it was no use. Connor cackled as he watched his beloved wife squirm.

'This is seductively twisted,' whispered Killer as he watched Rebecca squirm.

'SAY MY NAME, WHORE!' commanded Connor, slapping Rebecca across the face, 'SAY MY FUCKIN' NAME!'

Rebecca hissed, squirming even more. She tried to resist Connor, but it was no use. She caved.

'Connor…' she gasped between moans, 'Connor…'

Connor smirked. He loved making Rebecca submit to him, making her feel powerless against him.

'Yer a bad girl, Rebecca Jane,' he said, slapping her again, 'fuckin' mutt.'

Rebecca went to open her mouth, but a sudden wave of pleasure struck her like lightning. She gasped, moaning, arching her back. Killer smirked.

'Pleasure and pain in this Vampire Saint's game,' he whispered.

'Cum for Daddy, Rebecca,' said Connor, 'cum for Daddy like a good girl.'

Rebecca tried to speak again, but the pleasure was too much. She arched her back more, letting out the mother of all moans. Connor hissed.

'Yer nothin' but a filthy little skank,' he snarled, slapping Rebecca's inner thigh, 'yer nothin' but a little fuck toy.'

Rebecca hissed at Connor, baring her fangs. Connor slapped her, punishing her for back-talking him. Killer watched with interest.

Rebecca's body began to tense up, her climax building. She arched her back again, gasping and moaning.

'Oh, God…' she whispered, 'oh, God…oh, fuck…FUCK!'

'That's a good girl,' coaxed Connor, 'cum fer Daddy. Come on, baby.'

Rebecca gasped and panted as wave after wave of pleasure hit her like a ton of bricks. Every nerve in her body began to tense up as she climaxed, sending fire through her veins. Finally, with one mighty roar, she came. Hard. Connor grinned.

'Good girl,' he said, turning Lady off and putting her back in the drawer.

Rebecca panted, her legs trembling. Never in her life has she ever came so hard that it left her that breathless. Vampire Perk Number One.

'Holy. Shit…' whispered Rebecca as Connor kissed her neck, 'I don't think I have ever came that hard before…'

Connor laughed. He slowly peeled off his pants and boxers before grabbing Rebecca and placing her on her hands and knees.

'I'm not done wit' ye yet, Little Lady,' he said, 'ye thought that was good? Just ye fuckin' wait.'

'What are you gonna do to me?' purred Rebecca.

Connor grinned.

'I'm gonna wreck tha' pretty French ass o' yers,' he said in a seductive tone.

'This is gonna get deadly interesting,' smirked Killer.

Connor grabbed a fistful of Rebecca's hair. He yanked her head back. Hard. Rebecca gasped.

'Yer about ta have tha time o' yer fuckin' life,' Connor hissed in her ear, 'jus' ye wait.'

Rebecca giggled. Connor gently nipped her ear, his hard cock poking Rebecca's leg.

'Fuck me,' hissed Rebecca as Connor bit her neck, 'fuck me hard.'

Connor laughed sadistically, his breath tickling Rebecca's skin, causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand on end.

'Ye don' have ta ask me twice.'

Rebecca smirked as Connor grabbed the bottle of lube. He opened it, squeezing some of it onto his fingers. He looked at Rebecca, his black eyes twinkling.

'Are ye ready?' he said.

'Ready as ever,' said Rebecca.

Connor grinned, putting the lube on Rebecca's ass. He positioned himself behind her, his cock just inches away from her ass. Killer watched, his eyes focused on Connor.

'Come on, Connor…' he whispered, 'I gave you this power! DON'T YOU DARE DISAPPOINT ME!'

Connor firmly grasped Rebecca's hips, pulling her in close to him. His hard cock dug into her ass, and he was just aching to be inside of his beloved.

'Are ye ready, Rebecca?' he purred.

Rebecca turned her head. She grinned, her blood-red eyes dancing deviously.

'No-Holds-Barred, baby,' she purred seductively, licking her teeth, 'fuck me. Fuck me till I'm screaming your name to the world.'

'Do it, Connor,' hissed Killer, 'don't disappoint me. Make her shriek like the pig that she is.'

'Come on, Connor,' hissed Rebecca, 'I know that your cock is just aching to be deep inside my pretty little ass. I know that you're just aching to fuck me so hard that I won't be able to walk. Do it, Connor. Fuck me. FUCK ME.'

Connor grinned. He dug his nails into Rebecca's hips, burning his prints into her skin. Slowly, he slid his cock deep inside her ass. Rebecca purred.

'Oh, Connor…' she moaned, 'ooh, that feels good…'

'This is only tha beginning, Princess,' Connor purred in Rebecca's ear, 'when I'm done with ye, ye won' be able ta walk fer a fuckin' month.'

Rebecca laughed. Killer watched intently as Connor began to pump his hips forward, sliding in and out of Rebecca's ass. He smirked deviously.

'Though dead, the power of seduction and lust eclipses the minds of their mortal-like mindset.'

'Harder!' hissed Rebecca, 'harder!'

'I don' wanna hurt ye, love,' said Connor in a gentle tone, 'I don' know how strong I am yet.'

'Oh, come on!' said Rebecca, 'if I could handle you when I was human, I sure as shit can handle you when I'm immortal.'

'Hmm…' said Killer thoughtfully, 'Rebecca is very feisty. Twisted. Seductive. Full of lustful rage. I like it.'

'Come on, Connor!' hissed Rebecca as Connor continued to fuck her, 'harder! Punish me!'

'God, yer sassy!' purred Connor, spanking Rebecca, 'fuck!'

'I've always been sassy, Connor,' teased Rebecca, wiggling her nose, 'I'm just sassier than I was when I was human.'

'Ye got that right,' smirked Connor, 'ye sassy little bitch.'

Rebecca laughed. Her eyes glowed, becoming redder and redder with each pump of Connor's hips. She purred seductively.

'Wreck my ass, baby,' she hissed, 'come on. I know you can go harder than that.'

'Your love vessel is egging you on,' whispered Killer, 'I feel your anger, rage, and the blood boiling in your veins. Punish her, Connor! PUNISH HER NOW!'

'Stop being such a little bitch, Connor,' growled Rebecca, 'I'm not a little girl, but I'm beginning to think that you're a little girl.'

Connor stopped. He looked at Rebecca, his blood boiling in anger.

'What did ye just say?' he said softly.

'I said that I'm beginning to think that you're a little girl,' said Rebecca smoothly, 'the Connor that I know wouldn't be a little bitch in bed. Oh, no. He'd be a monster, a beast. I'd be screaming his full name to the world, not having to command him to go harder. I think you're beginning to lose your touch, sweet cheeks.'

Connor glared at Rebecca. His eyes burned with rage as he felt his blood boil deep in his veins. Killer laughed.

'He's pissed,' he said, laughing still, 'now the true test of power begins! RIP HER APART! Seductively, of course.'

Connor let out a loud snarl of rage. His eyes turned to slits, his chest rising and falling as he panted and growled between clenched teeth.

'LOSIN' MY TOUCH, AM I?' he roared, 'THA' DOES IT! YER ASS IS MINE, AN' IT'S NOT GONNA BE FUCKIN' PRETTY, EITHER!'

Rebecca smirked. She knew what she had done, and she knew that Connor's relentless when he's angry.

'Do it,' she said, waggling her eyebrows, 'punish me. Make me pay for what I've done. Come on.'

Connor growled. He grabbed the back of Rebecca's neck, violently pinning her head against the pillow. He shoved his cock in as deep as it would go, thrusting violently. Rebecca howled.

'OH, CONNOR!' she moaned, 'OH, CONNOR! YES! CONNOR! YES!'

'HOW DARE YE TALK TA ME LIKE THAT!' roared Connor, spanking Rebecca harder than he ever has before, 'TAKE YER PUNISHMENT LIKE THA LITTLE SLUT THAT YE ARE!'

Killer watched intently as Connor continued to spank Rebecca. Each cry of pleasure and pain that escaped from Rebecca's lips sent pleasure through his black heart. Just then, he heard a loud rumble of thunder. He smirked deviously.

'Impressive, Connor,' he whispered, looking out the window, 'very impressive. That's the power I wanted to see.'

Killer turned his eyes back to Connor and Rebecca. He smiled a cold smile.

'Embrace your inner vampire,' he whispered.

Connor relinquished his hold on Rebecca's neck. The spikes from her collar had broken his skin, causing his hand to bleed. He licked his wounds, healing them. After that was done, he grabbed Rebecca's collar, arching her back. He put his arms under hers, pulling her body to his. Rebecca let out a loud snarl of pleasure, her eyes glowing.

'FUCK!' she hissed, 'FUCK!'

Connor brushed Rebecca's hair away from her neck. He sunk his fangs deep into her flesh, drinking her blood. Rebecca gasped.

Killer laughed demonically as he watched Connor drink Rebecca's blood. This is exactly what he wanted to see, and he was enjoying every second of it.

Connor pulled his fangs out of Rebecca's neck. He licked the bite marks, cleaning the blood and healing the wound. Another loud crack of thunder shook the mansion, sending fire through the two vampires' veins.

'Ye like it when I fuck yer ass?' Connor purred as he nipped at Rebecca's ear, 'does it feel good?'

'Never better,' smirked Rebecca, 'never fucking better.'

Killer laughed as another crack of thunder rumbled throughout the room. Not long now until Connor was finished with his vampire beauty.

Connor's body began to tense up. He growled, thrusting harder and harder as his climax began to build deep inside him.

'Someone's getting close,' teased Rebecca.

'Shut up an' take yer fuckin' punishment,' growled Connor.

'Yes, sir,' said Rebecca, grinning menacingly.

Killer watched the bed creak and groan underneath the two lovers. He smirked, giggling deviously.

'Well, well, well…' he said, giggling some more, 'isn't this a chip off this new, much, much darker block?'

Killer laughed sadistically. The bed crashed against the wall, the headboard splintering into pieces. With a shudder and a shake, the legs gave way, sending the bed crashing to the floor. Killer let out a loud laugh of pleasure.

'Connor!' he guffawed, 'your new-found power pleases my dark heart!'

Connor growled as he felt his climax build, thrust by thrust. A loud crack of thunder echoed around the room. Connor bit Rebecca's ear, panting and grunting.

'Cum for me, Connor,' whispered Rebecca, 'cum for your Vampire Queen.'

Connor grunted. And groaned. And growled. And snarled. Finally, with one mighty thrust and one mighty snarl, he came. Another loud crack of thunder shook the mansion from roof to foundation. Killer laughed sadistically, applauding his new creation and his mate.

'Bravo! Bravo!' he guffawed as he applauded, 'I'll return in due-time, my new vampire couple. Killer, stage-left.'

Killer disappeared into the night. His laugh echoed in the distance as he vanished.

Connor pulled out of Rebecca, panting hard. He un-tied Rebecca's wrists, throwing the rope back into the bedside table. He rolled Rebecca over on her back, kissing and nipping at her neck and breasts. Rebecca giggled

'Oh, Conny-Wonny…' she said, 'you're a lot sexier than Edward and you're much more dangerous than Blade.'

Connor chuckled.

'An' you, my Lady, are far more sexy than Rosalie an' far more deadly than Akasha,' he said.

Rebecca laughed.

Connor lifted his head. He smiled down at his wife, gently brushing her hair out of her face. Rebecca grinned, her fangs glistening in the moonlight.

'All this sex has made me hungry,' said Connor, 'ye wanna go feast on some bad guys?'

Rebecca laughed.

'Let's go,' she said.

Who is this irrestible creature who has an insatiable love for the dead?

Living Dead Girl!

Rage in the cage and piss upon the stage

There's only one sure way to bring the giant down

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With one flat foot on the devil's wing

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Living Dead Girl

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Living Dead Girl

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Operation filth they love to love the wealth

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Die for me

Living Dead Girl

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Living Dead Girl

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Goldfoot Machine creates another fiend so beautiful they make you kill

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Living Dead Girl

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Sink into me

Die for me

Living Dead Girl

Blood on her skin dripping with Sin

Do it again

Living Dead Girl

Blood on her skin dripping with Sin

Do it again

Living Dead Girl