Vampires
Chapter Three: Scarlet Thirst
"Fresh meat?" Ratchet snarled. "First of all…"
"We're not made of meat." Prowl said.
"And secondly…" Ratchet began again. "We aren't yours to hunt, vermin!"
Vladimir laughed. "Oh. Feisty ones. We'll see how this goes." His gaze darkened. "Vampires…" He bared his razor sharp fangs, his gaze darkening into a satanic glare.
"ATTACK!"
Whisper scratched Sari once more and leapt away to her new prey, and Victorion lunged off of the weakened Bumblebee. Whisper hurtled towards Prowl, while Victorion flew to Bulkhead and Ratchet.
Vladimir hissed, running at his full speed towards Optimus Prime. The vampire jumped into the air, slamming a roundhouse kick into Optimus Prime's face. The Autobot leader stumbled back, regaining his balance. "Damn." He said. "You're a lot stronger than you look."
Vladimir sneered devilishly. "Yes, you'll find that out hands on soon enough."
Optimus Prime smiled slyly, sending his hand flying into the arrogant vampire. The alien was sent sprawling backwards, surprised by the sudden attack.
Vladimir regained his balance quickly, and leapt towards Optimus Prime, who had his battle axe ready. "Looks like you might have underestimated me as well."
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Meanwhile, Prowl dodged Whisper's graceful attacks. She snarled, trying to claw and hit him over again. Prowl, being the ninja he was, simply avoided each attack stealthily.
He was rather reluctant to attack a female.
Finally, Whisper hit him, her claws striking against his armor. He expected her attack to not even barely harm him, but his strong metal armor was ripped open, revealing vital circuitry. Bright blue energon leaked from the wound, dripping onto the pavement. "Frag," He growled, his blue optics showing the slightest amount of agitation. "It looks like you aren't as human as I thought."
"You got that right." Whisper growled, crouching and moving forward. "We are not human at all." She leaned down, her tongue swirling in his leaked energon. "We are vampires." She began to gulp it down hungrily.
Prowl, astonished, took in what was before him. He had heard tales of actual vampires when he was a youngling, and heard the scary stories on Earth… But they actually existed?
He shook his head. Alive or undead, this thing was going down. He removed his shuriken from their subspace, holding them in his servos carefully. He smiled, throwing them forward.
One hit Whisper in her stomach, sending her flying backwards. She held onto her wound, gaping in pain.
"H-how could I be defeated so easily?" She whimpered.
"Like this," Prowl hissed, throwing another shuriken. It hit Whisper directly in her neck. She froze as the blade ripped across her throat, and before it killed her, she shrieked her last words, "YOU BASTARD!"
It ripped her head clean off, her body dropping to the ground with a thump as her decapitated head rolled across the ground.
Prowl lowered his head, feeling ashamed. He hated that he had to kill the vampire…but if he hadn't…it would have eaten everyone.
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"Ratchet, that thing is just way to fast!" Bulkhead exclaimed, trying to aim his wrecking ball at the speeding alien vampire Victorion.
The Autobot medic growled, zapping at the ground with EMP blasts as he missed his target.
Victorion laughed, slowing to a halt. "Pathetic creatures," He cackled. "You will not be able to destroy me! Now, sustain my youth!"
Both of his opponents sagged over a little, feeling themselves weaken. "W-what's he doing?" Bulkhead said, turning to Ratchet with worried optics.
Ratchet felt his spark skip a beat. "He's draining us…." Ratchet said. "So, when we are weak, he may drink our fluids and devour our sparks."
Bulkhead's optics bulged. "I refuse to let that happen!"
Ratchet blinked, trembling in fear. He had faced these alien vampires before…and almost hadn't lived. He didn't ever think he would battle them again. He thought the last of their kind had been killed of millennia ago. He shook his head, trying to shatter the terrifying memory.
"Slagging parasites…" He griped. "I think its time to wipe out you parasites for good!"
"Bring it on, Grandpa Bot!" Victorion sneered. He sneered, continuing to siphon the Autobots' energy.
Bulkhead growled, slamming his wrecking ball into the talkative vampire.
"You talk too much."
Ratchet snarled, sending an EMP blast into Victorion. The vampire staggered backwards, the stench of his burning flesh filling the air.
He snarled, leaping off the ground and landing on Ratchet's head. He bared his fangs and hissed like a rabid cat, getting ready to bite the old Autobot.
Ratchet gasped, ripping the parasitic alien from his head and throwing it to the ground.
"DO NOT LET IT BITE YOU!" He suddenly yelled. "YOU'LL BE INFECTED!"
Victorion smirked, rolling his eyes. "We'd more like to have you for dinner than to infect you with our venom!"
He lunged again, this time landing on Bulkhead's chest. "GET OFFA ME!" The green behemoth yelled, reaching for the organic demon. Victorion snarled, crawling up Bulkhead's chest plates.
"SUSTAIN ME!!!!!!" He leapt forward, his claws slashing into Bulkhead's chin. The Autobot shrieked in pain, falling to the ground.
Victorion laughed, catching Bulkhead's dripping fluids in his awaiting gullet. "Mmm…" The vampire howled. "Delicious."
Bulkhead cringed, feeling frozen as he was caught in Victorion's hypnotic gaze. He felt like a deer in headlights. Like Starscream caught making 'plans' against Megatron.
He was up shit creek without a paddle.
Victorion crept upwards, getting ready to bite into Bulkhead's soft neck armor when…
Ratchet snarled, whacking Victorion on his side. The vampire fell from Bulkhead onto the ground, holding his side in obvious pain.
"Decapitate it!" Prowl called, hurling a shuriken at Ratchet. The medic looked up, catching the shuriken carefully in his hand.
He frowned, looking to Victorion.
The vampire saw the shuriken in his hand and gasped. "P-please, don't destroy me." He pleaded, holding his side and whimpering in pain.
Ratchet stopped, feeling sympathy and compassion for a moment. Victorion's dark eyes glowed and Ratchet froze.
"Please!" The vampire pleaded. "Have mercy."
Ratchet looked into his dark eyes and felt his spark thump in mild anger. All he saw in those eyes were murder and never ending hunger.
"You… A being without mercy or compassion, now plead for it? I simply have no sympathy for such a demonic being like you." Ratchet stood upright, towering over the cowering vampire. "A being even lower than a Decepticon."
He dropped the shuriken, and it landed on Victorion's neck, slicing his head clean off and executing him. Black blood pooled on the ground as the dark skinned head rolled across the pavement.
Ratchet frowned. It somewhat hurt to kill something that looked so much like a human. He had to remind himself that it wasn't a human…but a parasitic demon who lusted for others' life forces.
Bulkhead stood up shakily, looking at Ratchet. "Thank you…" He said. "You saved me."
Ratchet nodded. "It's okay, big guy." He blinked, looking towards Optimus Prime and Vladimir as Prowl approached them. "These things are frightening."
Prowl shook his head, coming between them. "Don't we need to help Prime?"
Ratchet shook his head. "No. That is their battle, and their battle alone."
Prowl and Bulkhead nodded, understanding him completely.
"Now, let's go help Bumblebee and Sari."
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They all rushed to Bumblebee, kneeling beside him. "Hey, little buddy, are you alright?"
Bumblebee coughed, looking at him with somber optics. "No. I was too powerless to hold them off…"
Ratchet smiled weakly, putting a hand on the mini-bot's arm. "It's okay, soldier." He said. "You were afraid, and it was one against three."
Bumblebee shook his head. "I'm fine for now… Please, go save Sari. Please, don't let her die."
All three of them seemed surprised by Bumblebee's maturity, and did as he wished, running to Sari.
Bumblebee smiled, looking towards the final duel between Vladimir and his leader.
"Dear Primus…" He prayed. "Let him be alright…"
He turned his head, looking to his comrades that were kneeling by Sari's side. "And please let my best friend live. I don't care if I die." He inhaled deeply. "Just let little Sari Sumdac live…."
A/N: Poor, poor Bumblebee.... He's all sad that he wasn't strong enough to save Sari. -huggles him- It's okay... ANYWAYS.... Yeah, those alien vampires weren't actually strong enough to face our Autobot heroes! Heh heh....we'll see how the final duel between the vampire and Autobot leader goes next time! I hope you liked this chapter, and you better review! XD C-ya!
P.S. Crap... I thought this story would last a little longer. There might only be two or three chapters left! -cries- BUUUUTTT...it's still awesome! yay! :D
