Black Hat's steps slowly approached the tattered body of the broken and bruised Judge Anderson. Her body was a great pile of swollen flesh with a dressing of blood. The scent of her bleeding body ran through Black Hat's nasal cavity, but he resisted his natural instinct to devour. He had wanted to keep her on the verge of death so that her transformation will go smoothly. He leaned down to hear her soft breathing which would be impossible to hear with normal human ears.

"Well Judge, looks like you got your work cut out for you." He chuckled. Carefully, he slid his arms under her fragile body and slowly picked her up, cradling her while he began to stand up straight. He looked at her face while he held her and examined her exposed wounds. She would be able to transform well. Without further hesitation, he started heading for the place where he would carry out her transformation.

Once he arrived, Black Hat looked around at the place that made him who he was, the sanctuary that brought him salvation and new life. The damp hive was seemingly empty. Anderson, still in his arms, started making a sound. Any minute now she would probably wake up. Black Hat's yellow eyes were the only light in the hive and he searched for a place to lay Anderson down. Delicately, he removed her Judge suit, leaving only her under clothes on. She seemed to be gaining consciousness now.

There was movement around her. She was suddenly being cradled and all she could do was curl up and press herself to whoever was holding her. Being too weak to do anything else, Anderson reached out with her mind but was greeted with a cold darkness that seemed to envelop her whole being. Am I dying? Where am I? Am I dreaming? How did I get here? She felt as though she were floating through this emptiness, rolling here, pitching there. Her body seemed so distant from her mind, she couldnt exactly control whatever movements she made. It was like being drugged.

Her body jolted back and connected with her mind again. There was something cold and hard pressed to her back, or was she pressed to it? Anderson let out a silent groan from the pain in her body. It was like a pressure was building in all the wrong spots. Pain blossoming anew in her abdomen, an explosion of agony was sent through her entire body when she tried to move. Moaning even louder now she began to open her eyes, one already swelling up from the beating she took, though, she couldn't remember when that happened. It felt like she was attacked ages ago, not 30 minutes. Anderson's good eye fluttered open and then shut again, her vision blurry but she caught the fuzzy image of a tall dark man standing with his arms crossed, looking down at her. Who is that? Why is he here? Am I home? Is this the hospital? Anderson reached out with her mind again, this time greeted by what felt like a wall of pure stubbornness. She sensed a smirk as well but couldn't quite place who the man was.

"W-w-who…..a-" she choked on the word, "are.. you..?" Anderson finally managed to whimper around the pain in her throat. It was like she had swallowed razor blades and the flesh had turned to sand, she was so thirsty.

Black Hat knelt down to be at her eye level. "Oh come on Judge, don't remember me?" He dragged his fingers along her wounded arm. The blood stained his fingertips and Anderson winced a little to his touch. The darkness consumed them both so she probably still couldn't make out his figure but he could tell that she now knew who he was.

"You're in the place that created me. The place where I was reborn. And hopefully, the place where you shall be reborn as well."

The man's touch sent pain shooting up her arm and shivers down her spine. She still couldn't see very clearly, must have gotten something in her eyes, but he felt familiar and her body reacted to that in a strange concoction of being alert yet calm, and aroused. Instantly she realized who it was. Anderson let out a low groan at this realization.

Still struggling for breathe, "You're mad."

Anderson felt like she needed to leave now. She rolled away from Black Hat with a grunt of pain and felt a sharp stab in her left lung. Now gasping for air and choking on her own blood she crawled from him with her one semi good arm. I will not become like him. I wont. I cant. What would Dredd and the other Judges think of me? They would probably hunt me down and execute me on the spot if I became some messed up mutant vampire. I would potentially become the greatest threat to innocent lives. If thats the case, I would rather die than become a disappointment to everyone, especially to Hershey who had gave me a second chance, and Dredd who had passed me on my assessment so many months ago.

With that final thought Anderson turned and spat her blood at Black Hat.

"I would die before I become even more of a freak!" She snarled and choked back a sob on the last word. Blinking back her stinging tears, Anderson turned away again.

"Do not resist the inevitable, Judge. We don't always get what we want out of life." He stared at Anderson who was covered in red and looking more pitiful than he'd ever seen anyone else before. The image of her dying brought back forgotten emotions from Black Hat. Human emotions. She was ready to die, but Black Hat knew she didn't have to. She didn't need to. And according to him, she wasn't going to. He knelt down to crouch above her and noticed her attractive figure that peeked out of her undergarments. All her curves and smoothness started to arouse Black Hat. He started to move his fingers through her hair. He coiled her bloody curls around his index finger.

"All those people you could've saved, soon they'll die when a Judge as unique as you can't save them." His golden eyes began to burning. "Pity."
Anderson sensed his eyes wandering down her body. Looking at herself she realized she was in nothing but her dirty wife beater and standard issue briefs. Her body looked even worse than she had imagined, bloody and beaten as it was.
Fear registered in her eyes when she realized he was going to turn her against her will. Her mouth moved to to speak but no words came, instead her body was wracked by a violent coughed, leaving a blood spatter of drops around her mouth and dripping down her chin in shades of rich crimson.
An overwhelming guilt consumed her. She was now emotionally in pain, as well. But I cant become one of them! She was choosing the lesser of two evils, right?
Anderson came to accept her fate of dying and painfully rolled onto her back to face the Half Vamp crouched above her, balancing on the balls of his feet. This position was making it much harder for her to breathe and she sensed her end was near. Anderson met his brilliant yellow eyes with her own chocolate browns, and an incredible sadness he'd never seen.

Anderson gathered her strength to say her final words to the man, "Im sure they will find another mutant to replace me."

Those last words hit Black Hat like a steak knife. He almost changed his mind about trying to change her but he felt an attachment to this woman that he'd never felt before. Of course he couldn't show it, but he would prove it. He needed to try and transform her so that they could possibly be together, however small that possibility might be.
He leaned in close and brushed his cheek against her's and whispered in her ear "They won't need to replace you. They never could."He leaned back up and cut open his lip with his sharp fangs. The blood started pooling onto his tongue and he bent down to press his bloodied lips against Anderson's.
A lukewarm fluid oozed into her mouth, it was unlike anything she had ever tasted. Sure, she had tasted blood before, sometimes her own and other times it was someone else's. It always tasted metallic though, not this strange sweet-salty taste. Maybe it was his lips that were salty, his soft lips that were pressing against hers with an urgency that was strangely gentle. Anderson found she couldn't swallow the blood, even if she wanted to, she couldn't breathe anymore and began to choke on their combined blood. There was a pressure building in Anderson's head. A darkness that threatened to consume her, lingering at the edges of her vision. The energy drained from her now rapidly cooling body that convulsed and struggled for oxygen. Anderson felt as though she were drowning but there as no water.

The blood spilled out of her mouth and ran down the sides of her face as her body shook and convulsed violently

Black Hat could tell that she was having trouble swallowing the blood. She seemed to be choking on it, actually. For her to change correctly she needed to swallow a good amount properly. His mind started scattering from the fear that she might not drink it correctly and may just end up choking on their mixed blood. He instinctively lifted her head up and sat her in his lap, making sure she sat up straight, and he cradled her close. She still had trouble breathing but he tried to ease her pain by holding her head up.

"Breathe, damnit!"

Anderson struggled to find his eyes with hers. She couldn't keep them in focus but did finally mange to find his eyes. For the first time she realized just how beautiful they were. His eyes had flecks of gold, and streaks of olive near the pupil. Reaching a hand up she ran her featherlight finger tips from the corner of his eyes and down his stubble ridden cheek and jaw.

"You…have the most beautiful eyes I have…..ever seen.." she whispered as he hand dropped from his face. Finally able to breathe slightly better, Anderson took a few quick gasps before she pitched forward into Black Hat's chest and her world went black.


Black Hat's bottom lip dropped. He actually felt a tear coming up. He had failed this woman that affected him so greatly, unlike anyone he'd ever met before. He fought back the small tear and gently placed Anderson back on the ground. He stood up and walked over to the nearest wall, unable to contain his rage, he punched the cold surface. The sound of his fist hitting the wall echoed throughout the great hive. He felt so much anger but also confusion. Why couldn't he turn her? He removed his fist from the hole he had created in the wall and turned to start pacing back and forth. Just as he was making his way back around from his pacing, he heard something. A sound so quiet that almost he couldn't hear with his powerful vampire hearing. He turned around to look at Anderson's body again. Her chest rose and fell a centimeter or two. Black Hat rushed to crouch next to her again.

The empty blackness was receding from Anderson's mind. She took a small tentative breath, reluctant to be met with that drowning sensation but it never came. Her lungs merely burned and ached, other than that her breathing was returning to normal.

After a while her eyes fluttered open in a dazed way. She was met with Black Hat kneeling next to her, holding his breathe, and a tight look on his face. He was trying to contain some emotion she was unaware of.
Anderson merely conveyed a look of questioning at Black Hat and he understood right away.

"You almost died," Black Hat examined her a bit and looked at her eyes. They were still chocolate brown. "But you don't seem to have turned." This confused him greatly but he was so overcome with these newly found emotions that had been buried for quite some time. He couldn't help himself. He had to show her what was on his mind. Suddenly he attacked her with passion and kissed her. He tried to give her moments to catch her breath but he just couldn't control himself. She didn't seem to be in pain so he started removing her small articles of clothing.

Anderson barely had time to register what he had said before her mouth was assaulted with kisses that tasted like fire. At first she protested but after a few seconds she gave in and began to kiss him back. Her hands gathered at the nape of his neck and began to roam into his hair, pulling him closer. One hand held him close while the other unbuttoned his shirt and found his cool skin beneath. She couldn't help herself, her body was reacting in such a way that it could only be from her near death experience.

Black Hat was gasping as she touched his chest. Her hands were so much warmer than the coldness he had grown to live with. He helped her remove his clothing until his upper half was bare and his hat tossed to the side. He had removed Anderson's wife-beater and he started cupping her soft, supple breasts. His lips had moved to her neck which warmed his whole mouth. He didn't even think about biting her, just smothering her with his lips. If he ever bit her, they would just be gentle nibbles, using his front teeth so his fangs didn't puncture her. He swiftly crawled on top of her and was sliding his hands around her hips. Still kissing and caressing her, he started to slip off her briefs.

For as cold as Black Hat was, his hands and mouth scorched her wherever they touched. It was a kind of pleasurable pain and she writhed beneath it. He gripped her hips with strong hands and pressed himself to her, unfortunately for her his pants were still on.

"Houston, we have a problem." she joked in a low, husky voice. Anderson found the belt of his pants and began fumbling with it. She looked up at him with with a sheepish look, "Help a girl out?"
Her remark made Black Hat chuckle. He kicked off his boots which echoed off the walls of the hive, and he started moving his hand towards his belt to help remove it. Once he slid it off, he started untying the laces on his leather pants. Anderson took over and finished untying them herself and rushed to pull his pants down along with his underwear. As soon as his clothing was off he pressed the tip of his excited manhood to her hot core, and hesitated. Black Hat didnt want to exactly hurt Anderson. Looking into her eyes he searched for the answer as to whether he should proceed or not. She hesitantly nodded.
Black Hat pushed the tip in and slowly drew it out, then back in a littler further than last time and back out. He continued until he was burried deep with Anderson. her nails digging into his shoulders painfully.

"I need you now." She whispered and wiggled her hips a little, trying to ease the ache and need between her thighs. Black Hat began to thrust, speeding up a little. Every thrust against her warm body tingled Black Hat and he moaned with pleasure. He grabbed her golden hair and pulled it back so he could kiss and nibble her bottom lip and jaw. She was still covered with her own blood and the aroma sent shivers down his spine. He tried to clean off any blood on her skin with his tongue. The taste was sweet but he was able to restrain himself from biting her, instead he kept pressing himself against her body and wrapped his arms around her. His nails began to scratch her a little.

Anderson pressed her face to his neck and moaned quite audibly. She felt as though her world was spinning out of control in a way she had never imagined possible. How was it that this creature, this half vampire…this man had managed to burrow his way into her heart in such a strange way. He was a criminal! He IS a criminal and here she is fornicating with him! How could her body betray her? Because I love him. Could he ever love me though? He did save my life. Why did he save my life? He must want something from me…unless he is taking it right now. Anderson's head swam with questions. Why should she care though? She is a judge, and she cant take the risk of caring for anyone, especially someone so dangerous.

Black Hat's thrusts were becoming faster, and deeper. All the while she was in a bittersweet pain, not just from how rough he was but because he had managed to take her virginity so swiftly and the stretching hurt unlike anything before. There was something building deep within her, it felt as though she were on the edge a cliff, the edge of paradise so to speak. She dug her nails into his lower back, clinging onto him as though he would just disappear without warning. Anderson could feel the blood seep from the little cuts she left on his back. His stubble scratched her with every movement of his jaw and mouth. Such a strange sensation.

Black Hat tingled at the feeling of Anderson's nails digging into him. So, she likes to play rough? He pinned her hands to place above her head. This position looks familiar. He began to thrust even harder and he started to move his lips down her neck, to her collarbone, down her chest, until he reached the hard tips of her breasts. He started to nibble and suck at them while she convulsed to every touch. He started to release her hands so that he could move down her body lower. As he let go, her nails dug into the cold, hard ground and he dragged his hands lightly down her sides as he went lower as well.

Anderson was disappointed when she felt him pull out of her but at the same time she choked back a moan and arched her back into his touch, hungry for more. His whiskeres tickling her as they moved down her body. Anderson's body was flush from the ecstasy and excitement that flowed through her veins, it was hot and powerful and dark, yet sweeter than anything that had touched her tongue. His hands moved on her body, rough like sandpaper. He moved lower, to her most sensitive part. At first he just kissed her thighs lightly, then made his way to her core and sent waves of desire through her. He was certainly experienced with his tongue, and simply made her writhe beneath him even more, taking her back to that edge she was so eager to jump from.

Black Hat had had many other times to practice and by now he was extremely good when it came to pleasing a partner orally. He continued to swirl his tongue around and minded his teeth. He held her legs in place so she wouldn't twitch at every point of pleasure.

He looked up with a devilish grin "How 'bout a little compensation for what I've done?" He lifted himself up and began to stand. "Maybe you can return the favour." He pulled her up to her knees to be eye level with his waist.

Anderson knelt on her knees with an apprehensive look on her face.

"I…." Her brow scrunched up, "I've never done…" she trailed, hoping he would see her dilemma. Anderson placed her hands on his hips and await instruction

"Never? Wow, I knew they kept you Judges from living life, but you've never broken the rules t' have a lil fun?" Anderson only replied with shaking her head.

"Well then," Black Hat placed his hand on the back of her head. "allow me" He pulled her face closer to his midsection. "Just open wide and imagine it's a popsicle, unless you weren't allowed to enjoy those as well." Once she had opened her mouth she touched Black Hat's tip and started to bring him closer. Black Hat threw his head back to moan from gratification. He ran his fingers through the still bloody locks of her hair while she satisfied him. Her lips and tongue lightly caressed him. "Not bad for a rookie" He husked after a large moan, his accent becoming deeper.

Anderson looked up at him around her mouthful, assuring herself she was doing it right. After a few minutes she decided to get creative by swirling her tongue around his tip, and using her hand to stroke as she worked the tip. She was thinking about how it would feel if he bit her, not an actual bite but just a love-bite, and ended up accidentally lightly biting the tip. Black Hat let out a shocked gasp and then groaned in pleasure. The salty taste of pre-cum was on her lips and somehow she knew he was almost at his end so she leaned back and continued to stroke his shaft, well out of the line of shooting.

Black Hat's breathing started becoming choppy. He felt like he was about to release but he didn't want to. Not yet.

"Here, do me a favour and turn around. Get on your hands and knees." He said almost whispering. Anderson did what he said and he started to grab her thighs and approach her from behind. She was so tight that he couldn't hardly enter but he managed to slip in and he started thrusting as hard and fast as he could. Anderson let out a sharp whine of pain. Black Hat was having so much trouble that his nails started clawing into her sides and drawing blood.

"My apologies" he hushed out.

It wasnt like before, a dull pain, this time combined with how rough he was being it was like that time she was shot in the shoulder and had to dig the bullet out herself. But this felt just as good as it hurt. She could feel his nails digging into her hips and she nearly screamed. She dropped down so he face rested on the dirt, it stuck to her sweaty face and lifted in little clouds with every pant she let out. When he tried to remove his nails she shot a hand back and held his in place and said "Dont stop" through heavy breaths. She could feel him move deeper with every thrust, and it felt as though he got bigger each time. Whimpering some more, Anderson threw her head back and moaned loudly. Moving her hips in rhythm with his only made Black Hat thrust harder.

Black Hat chuckled "You're like a caged animal longing to be free and attack. I like it." He started dragging his nails down her back, lighter enough as to not draw blood but still deep enough to get a reaction. As he went deeper he wrapped his arms under her so he could scratch some of her front too. He could've ripped her to shreds so it took a lot of self control to keep his strength in check. He must've felt so cold to her, but they were like fire and ice. When they joined it was so much passion and roughness that it burned, but this all just kept them wanting more. Black Hat brought her up and started biting on her shoulder, still being very careful with his strength and still while he was inside her. He ran his nails down her arm and started drawing blood again.

Anderson arched her back in response to his nails. She screamed with ecstasy when he bit her shoulder, warm blood oozing from the bite and dripped down her breast, and shoulder blade. She knew she was going to need to shower after this, and thankfully her Judge suit covered the wounds when she would go on duty so she wouldnt have to worry about anyone asking questions.

She could feel herself reaching her climax and gasped his named over, and over again. She was reaching behind her and holding onto his lean hips, not knowing what would happen but just that she wanted more, no, needed more.

She had finally reached her climax, Anderson screamed one more time, her body jerked and she sank back against Black hat, out of breath. Her eyes closed, trying to steady her breathing.

Black Hat reached his climax right after Anderson and he ran his finger around her breast to sweep up the blood and taste it. Her blood tasted better now than ever before and it felt like a high he was on, but he maintained control. He lightly kissed her neck and pulled out. He was breathing heavily and dropped down flat on his back to the cold and dusty ground. He rolled over to pick up his signature hat that fell. He didn't put it back on yet but Anderson lay down beside him, and put her arm across his chest. His breathing was heavy and caused Anderson's arm to go up and down to the rhythm of his barely beating heart, and breaths.

Anderson lay next to him, catching her breath. Her body was covered in a, now cold, sweat.

"I should probably get going. I need to at least call in to H.Q and let them know I'm still alive…sorta." she says as she grabs her underwear and leather pants and yanks them on. One foot caught in the twisted material.

"You don't want to stay a little while? I think there are some things we need to talk about." Black Hat slit his eyes and stared up at Anderson who was rushing to put her clothes and Judge suit back on. He started to get up and put his hat back on and headed for his pile of clothing. He would probably have to show her the way out of the vampire hive so he figured he should get dressed as well.

"I cant, I don't know how long I have been out, or what day it is…hell, is it even day? I need to report back, if I don't within a 24 hour period they generally assume the Judge is dead. And if you are lucky enough they will send someone looking for you." she pulled her belt and holster on effortlessly, as though she had done it every day since she was a child. Anderson turned to face him, tucking in her wife beater,
"Im sure you know where to find me, we can talk after my shift" she said apologetically.

"Well I'm sure I can, but I don't think you even know how to get out of here so I'll show ya out." Black Hat raised his arm to give Anderson a sense of direction to get out of the hive. "And don't worry, it's daylight, but I believe it's been less than 24 hours."

Things were starting to seem oddly human for him. Black Hat started making his way out the labyrinth with Anderson following close behind.