A big thank you to the guest who took the time to write a review, it means a lot since I have absolutely no idea of whether or not what i'm posting makes sense. Well, anyway, here's chapter 2, I hope you like it.


CHAPITRE 2 : HANGOVER GAMES

You know how some days you wakes up and you feel like you were just hit by a bus ? Well, that's how Laura felt at this moment.

Because they had found them laughing at a Utube video instead of doing their recap of the day, Dean had decided to block the lab exit until 22p.m the night before. And Laura, who wasn't used to such extreme hours, hadn't resisted it. Of course, the Gin Shoot contest LaF had forced her to participe to hadn't helped either. Well, it was actually her own fault, because when Danny had asked too, Laura hadn't hesitated to agree on any shoot of any alcohol the tall red-head had poured.

Who would have thought tall fit Danny could drink so much ? What was she ? A black hole ?

Thank god, Laura had blacked out because this way, she didn't remember any of the embarrassing things she might have said. The only thing she could focus on now, was getting out of the bed without tripping over herself or vomiting on her sheets.

Geez, this was hard.

"I can't believe I slept with my shoes on !" Laura winced before heading to her bathroom.


It seemed that all the hangover's syndromes had started a contest of which-is-the-best-at-making-you-life-crap. Hopefully everyone -except for the ever-classy Mattie- had chosen to wear dark glasses. Better turn the lab into a men-in-black cosplay morning rather than looking like crap. Who had decided that neon was the fashionable way to light room these days anyway ?

"Too much light. I can't even think." said LaFontaine, while dangerously pouring acid inside a vial.

It was testing Thursday for Laura, and so, like every Thursday morning, she found herself manipulating dangerous product that could kill them all, while watching Adventure Time with LaF.

"I love this show." Laura said in a hazy manner. "But Finn's voice today ? Terrible."

"I know right ?" LF said, "I can't begin to imagine what would Perry do if she found us right know"

"You know you really shouldn't call her that." Said Laura, waving her disagreement in slow motion. "She doesn't like it and when she doesn't like something, she decides to ruin our lives."

LaF frowned. "Yeah I know." but you could clearly see on their face that they were feeling sad about it. "You know Dean and I used to be friends."

Laura almost dropped her solution on her floor. "What ?"

"Yeah. You know how she looks young and all ? That's normal, we're the same age"

Laura's eyes opened wide in disbelief. "What ?" she said again because the boss being their age ? It seemed so impossible. She was just so... Classy and so... frightening and... well it wasn't possible to give her an age anyway, but Laura would have never guessed that she was only 25.

"Yeah, she used to be very nice. A bit authoritative though. But you know how when the government agreed on the vampire-eradication project, they were vampire raid on towns ? Perry's whole family died this way. Perry was 12 and she had a complete breakdown. She moved out of town to live with an aunt and I never saw her again."

"Until now ?"

"Yeah."

Laura rubbed her chin, but said nothing. Her who thought LaF had a crush on Dean, felt a bit stupid now.

The rest of the morning pasted in a blur and routine taking over, Laura started feeling better around 12 a.m. Though food seemed still the most disgusting thing on earth, the tiny scientist forced herself to taste one of Dean's brownie, afraid that if she didn't, she would be fired. Then, after the strict planning of the day, Laura grabbed her how-to-kill-vampire kit and left the Headquarter for room 69, where she was supposed to test the poisonous gas on the old vampire Dean had told her about the previous day.

When she entered the room, Laura froze."Jesus, we drank there too last night ?!" she exclaimed, as her gaze fell on the mess left on the once spotless room. Bottles and broken glass were scattered all around the place, some of the paper left on the desk had been completely ripped apart or reduced to nothing as alcool had left it's trace. Even the comfy desk chair was lying on the floor, a few feet from it's usual position. "If Dean sees this I'm going to lose my job."

A growl answered her.

Laura turned her face toward the source of the noice.

Brown eyes met black ones.

The female vampire in the plexiglas cell was nothing like any other ones that had been brought inside the Lab. Instead of the scary gaunt face and grey skin caused by month of blood starvation and captivity, this one looked impressively normal. Human, almost. Black hair graciously framing pointed features, dark thin lips pursed together in a fine line, jet-black iris, black leather jacket, black leather pants, and -Seriously ?- black leather boots too ?!

The vampire female subject looked like a pretty advert for SM company or a rebellious teenager. Laura rolled her eyes at the sight and started cleaning the room, not paying anymore attention to the leech.

"You're ignoring me aren't you ?" the subject said in a purr, and Laura surprisinly looked back at her. God, this was a uncommon voice.

"Well no." she answered, "I'm just cleaning. Besides there's no point in acknowledging you anyway since I'm going to poison you to death in a couple minutes."

The vampire smirked "Yeah you said that too last night."

"Last night ?" Laura casually replied, putting the remains of a bottle under the desk, hiding it behind the bin. "What do you mean ? I've never seen you before."

Vampire eyebrow rose and if it hadn't been vampire's, Laura would have asked for shaping advice. "You mean you were so drunk you don't even remember ?"

"Remember what ?"

"You flirted with me, then accused me of murder, then threaten my life."

"What ?" Laura said, dumbfounded.

"Are you retarded or something, creampuff ?" The vampire sighed. "You were so drunk that you didn't realised I was in a cage and tried to kiss me. Then kissed the glass. Then got mad when you realized who I was. Then your friends came here and prevented you from entering on my side because they were afraid I'd eat you. Well, I can't blame them for this, I'd probably have. I mean, look at this neck. So... appealing."

"Oh so, that's why there's lipstick on the glass... Wait, Flirting ? Eating ?!" Laura's eyes googled, "I'm never drinking again."

"Kitten, believe me, that would be marvelous."

Laura sighed as she grabbed the gas bottle of poison. "Well, whatever your vampire name is, it was nice meeting you." she said in a sarcastic tone, obviously not thinking it. Honnestly, all her mind could focus on was the fact that she had been drunk and had apparently chosen to flirt with the demon. Well, that was embarrassing. Sighing again, she carried the bottle toward the sign that said 'insert toxic here' and put it in the emplacement. Hearing the familiar clic, she smiled with satisfaction.

"Wait, what are you doing ?" the vampire female said.

Laura turned back toward her. "Killing you, obviously." then she rolled her eyes.

"What ?!" the vampire exclaimed, "You're not serious right ?"

"I am deadly serious" Laura replied while internally congratulating herself because seriously ? This awesome answer? Then, as she hit the 'release button', she watched the vampire self-assurance fell to ashes as it took its first poisonous breath. And that felt like eating popcorn while watching a love movie : delicious.

Laura walked back toward the desk and sat on the chair, taking some clean paper out of the drawer in order to take notes and then hit the chronometer. How many seconds before the vampire's death this time ?

Hours.

Hours watching the vampire's pretty face torn with pain and convulse on the floor. And Laura had to watch it all, not allowed to tear her eyes away from this deadly dance. Each time it was the same, she had to observe the efficiency of the mixture. The effect on the vampire. The best effect being quick death. The worst ? Painful agony.

But this one didn't seem like dying. Not at all. Crawled in a ball and heavily breathing its toxic air, it seemed able to survive it. It's pale skin tone never turning lighter, never giving up on life. Its black iris, pools of darkness, staring straight inside Laura's.

It's weird, how human it looks. Laura thought. But she knew it wasn't real. Vampire weren't human, they were cruel monsters ready to kill your loved ones. Every clever person knew that.

And yet.

There was something that seemed alive in those black iris. Beyond hatred or hunger. Something Laura couldn't put a finger on.

"Hey Laura." called a voice in her back, and turning around, Laura posed her gaze on LaFontaine's stylish figure. They smiled at her and took a seat. "How are you doing ?"

Laura shrugged, "weeeeeeell, the headache is almost gone."

"Last night was weird. You know how you wanted to hug the Carmilla subject while you were too drunk to realize that she was on the other side of the glass ? Oh, is that your lipstick on it by the way ?"

Laura made a face. "Carmilla ? Is that the vampire's name ?"

A growl from the glass cage answered and she raven-haired vampire tried to pick itself up, but miserably failed as it crashed back on the floor.

"Still alive uh ?" LaF asked, as their pale eyes fell on the small figure of the subject. "How many did you gave it ?"

"What was written on today's agenda. The full lethal bottle."

LaF's eyes googled. "Wow. This one is strong. No other vampire resisted it. I can't wait to see its insides."

"Well I guess that's why the Boss warned us about her being extra-old. If we manage to kill this one with the poison, then we will be able to change it into something more... suitable for the army. And you'll have a extra old corpse to study."

"Sounds like a christmas morning to me."


My favourite scene of Carmilla is when Perry lost her shit while screaming "BE NORMAL" because this was such an amazing performance. What's yours ?