That morning after Drakken cleaned up and went to bed for the day, Shego sat on the couch and flipped on the news curious to see if there were any reports about the killing. Who had he killed? She wondered, trying to keep herself awake. It was all over the news, on every single station. Her jaw dropped as the reporter went on. "This is a picture of the victim, 25 year old Cora Straton of Alabama. She was here on vacation when she was attacked." A picture of Cora flashed across the screen. Shego's eyes widened. "That was her!" She gasped. He killed a woman? She was beyond shocked. Drakken was always so respectful and careful around women. "There are still no details as to the whereabouts of her killer, but be on the look-out. More details on the way." The reporter finished. She turned off the television and stared at a blank picture for a few moments. Something else was bothering her. Obviously by the way this "Cora" looked, she wasn't the type of person Drakken would associate with, but did he do anything else with her before he killed her? She thought, tormenting herself. Her stomach gave a lurch. "What am I thinking?!" Shego snapped at herself, trying to shake the thought out of her mind. This was Drakken, he wouldn't do anything like that…or would he? He wasn't exactly himself thanks to the vampire virus. She just had to know.
Back in Middleton, Ron was exhausted. He could barely keep his eyes open as he worked on his homework. Rufus nudged him, trying to encourage him to press on. "Thanks, buddy." Ron said, patting him on the head lightly. But it was no use, within a matter of seconds he dozed off, his head falling against the computer monitor. He was out cold.
"Kim, I won't do it!" He shrieked, tears falling down his face. "Ron you have to." Kim said forcing the stake and the hammer back in his hands. "I-I-"He stuttered, unable to find the words to describe how he felt. "Everything will be ok, I promise." Kim assured him, but nothing helped. His hands shook as he pressed the stake against her chest. She smiled up at him and closed her eyes, waiting. "I'm sorry." Ron said, raising the hammer high above his head...
"Noooooo!" Ron screamed suddenly jolting awake. He had broken out in a sweat and felt as though he had just ran twenty miles. He tried catching his breath. How horrible that dream was, he thought. The worst one yet. Every time he managed to get some sleep, he always dreamed about something bad happening to Kim in her new... form. It haunted him no matter what he did. He couldn't even eat any nacos, which was quite unusual for him. No matter how stressed he got, he always found room in his stomach for at least one Grande sized naco, but this was different. His best friend's life was on the line, and possibly other's too if it should ever get out of hand.
Suddenly, he heard the Kimmunicator beep from inside his pocket. He kept it close to him in case of an emergency. He pulled it out of his pocket and flipped on the screen. At the other end Wade stared back at him. He found out yesterday of Kim's condition when he called her about a mission and Ron picked up. He told Wade everything that happened. He even decided to try to come up with a cure for her himself, but nothing worked so far. All his tests came up negative.
"What's up Wade?" Ron asked.
"I just found out that there was a murder in town last night." Ron stared at him blankly, usually they didn't deal with things like murders. "But get this, the victim was drained completely of blood and there were teeth marks on her neck. That wasn't Kim right?" Wade asked.
"No, she's been with me all night." Ron quickly replied. Suddenly, a thought struck him. A horrible thought. "Drakken!" He gasped. He was the only other one infected with the vampire virus. "When Kim wakes up we're going to be paying him a visit." Ron said, shutting off the Kimmunicator. Ron sat back in his computer chair. Was Drakken twisted enough to use this vampire virus to try to take over the world? If anybody was going to end up with a stake through his heart it was going to be Drakken. Why did he even make such a virus up in the first place? He thought. It didn't make sense. What was he going to do with it? He only wished he knew and he wasn't in a position to go ask while Kim remained asleep. He had to watch her, to make sure she was ok. Right now, Drakken and that murder didn't even matter to him. All he cared about was making sure Kim was cured.
Later that night, Drakken joined Shego in the living room. She had fallen asleep on the couch, her arm hanging over the side. He chuckled, she looked so peaceful, and she really deserved the rest. He grabbed a nearby blanket and covered her up, trying not to wake her. As he leaned in to cover her up, he got a wif of her blood. He pulled away and stepped back, clenching his fists, and closing his eyes. He wasn't going to do it. Why did her blood smell so good to him? Why did blood even smell good at all? Drakken thought, forcing his feet to move away from Shego towards the kitchen where he sat at the table and buried his face in his hands. He felt sick to his stomach. He couldn't tell whether it was the lack of blood making him feel ill or was it the fact that he so desperately wanted to taste Shego's blood.
"Drakken?" He heard Shego's voice call to him from the doorway. Her eyes were barely open and she held the blanket around herself, trying to stay warm.
"Go away Shego…" He mumbled into his palms.
"Why? What's wrong?" She asked taking a step towards him.
"Please, just go." He pleaded. The smell of her blood getting stronger the closer she got to him.
"Not till you tell me what's wrong." She insisted, placing her hand on his shoulder. He shivered underneath her touch. He looked up at her, his eyes flashing a bright red. She gulped and went to pull her hand away, but Drakken was too fast for her, and grabbed her wrist. He got up and pulled her towards him.
"Drakken?" Shego said, feeling threatened. The look in his eyes scared her. If she couldn't even defend herself against Kim, how was she supposed to defend herself against him?
"Do you really want to know?" He asked, their faces inches apart. She had never been this close to him before. She stared into his eyes and felt herself falling into a trance. His eyes were so intense. As much as she was afraid of his newly acquired powers of vampirism, she kind of liked how much darker he had become, and found it strangely attractive.
"Drakken, I…" She leaned in towards him, wanting to kiss him, but he had other things in mind. As he went in for the kill, there was a loud pounding noise coming from the door making him jump back, letting go of Shego. He blinked for a few moments and tried to gather his thoughts. Slowly, he turned back into his somewhat normal state of mind. At the moment, he no longer craved blood.
He turned to Shego, "I'm sorry." He said softly. Before she could respond there was another loud knock. "Better go answer that." Shego said jumping at the chance to get away. What just happened? Was she really going to kiss him?
She opened the door and standing there before her were none other than Kim and Ron. "What do you want?" She snapped, apparently too tired to come up with some kind on snide remark.
"To see Drakken." Kim said pushing her aside.
"Where is he?" Ron asked looking around.
"Right here." Drakken announced, joining them. Kim walked over towards him and grabbed him by his collar.
"You killed that woman didn't you?!" She snarled.
He sighed. "Yes, I couldn't help it."
"You could have stayed inside, away from people." Kim pointed out.
"No, I couldn't." He replied, thinking about last night, about what he almost did, and what he was going to try to do again tonight.
"And why not?" He closed his eyes. Why did she have to ask him that?
"Because…I…" Drakken looked at Shego, who he noticed was also waiting for an answer. He couldn't find the right words to explain. Nothing came out.
"Well?" Kim said impatiently.
"I had to get out…away from Shego." He finally spat out. She looked at him, dumbfounded. Why did he want to get away from her for?
"Why?" Kim questioned. Losing his patience, Drakken pushed her away.
"Why do you have to ask so many questions?! I just had to, ok!" He snapped walking away into the next room. He couldn't let Shego find out that he was in her room last night and that he was going to bite her.
"Whatever." Kim said folding her arms. "The point is, don't do it again!"
"I won't. Can you leave now? I have more important things to do." Drakken said, rolling his eyes. He hated having to answer to Kim, a mere teenager…his arch-foe.
"Speaking of important things, how's the cure coming along?" Ron asked.
"No where." He replied.
"What do you mean?" Shego asked, finally joining in the conversation.
"I've thought of every possible solution and none seem to work. I need more time." Drakken responded. Kim sighed, disappointingly. There was a long pause. The nightmare Ron had returned to him. If Drakken didn't find a cure and soon, he would have to kill Kim after all. His shoulders hunched forward, feeling hopeless, Ron left without another word.
"Keep me posted." Kim said, rushing to catch up with him. The news was hard on her, but it was even worse for him.
Once they left, Shego turned to Drakken. Who blushed when he noticed she was looking at him. "Drakken, why did you leave because of me last night? Did I do something?" She asked. Drakken was taken aback by her question. How could she possibly think she did anything?
"No, of course you didn't." He replied.
"If I didn't, then why did you go out?" She questioned further.
"I…I…I wanted to bite you, to taste your blood. Your blood smells so good."
She blinked. "Well, that's the first time anyone has ever said that to me." She remarked placing her hands on her hips.
"Shego!"
"Sorry…" There was another awkward silence. How close had he actually come to killing her? She thought as they stood there quietly not staring at one another. Suddenly, an idea occurred to her. "I have an idea!" She exclaimed making Drakken jump.
"What?" He asked.
"C'mon." She said grabbing him by the hand and guiding him into the lab. She pulled out a needle from inside Drakken's desk and handed it to him.
"What do you want me to do with this?" He asked, staring at it.
"Take some of my blood. You can drink it that way." She answered. He looked at her for a moment then looked back at the needle, rolling it back and forth in the palm of his hand. It did tempt him.
"I can't." He said placing the needle down on the desk.
"Please, just do it." Shego insisted, picking it back up and handing it to him. He thought about it for a moment.
"Well, I guess this once couldn't hurt." He replied. She held her arm out waiting for the needle to pierce her skin. Drakken got out a bottle of rubbing alcohol and rubbed it gently above a vein. He placed the needle against her skin reluctantly.
He looked up at her and asked, "Are you sure?" She nodded her head. And with that he stabbed the needle into her flesh and drew some blood, watching every drop fill up the tube. He licked his lips. Shego watched him, she never seen him look like this. He looked somewhat crazed at the sight of her blood as it flowed from her body and into the tube. Even when he came up with some plan for world domination she never saw him look like this.
He pulled the needle out of her arm and handed her a Band-Aid. Unable to even think over what he was about to do, Drakken took out a small glass vial and poured out the contents from the syringe. Then took the hot vial of blood and held it to his lips, drinking every last drop. Shego felt as though she was going to puke. This had to be the strangest thing that had ever happened to her. Drakken sighed and licked his lips. He threw the empty vial down on the floor and wiped his mouth on his sleeve. "That was good!"
Shego smiled awkwardly, "Glad to hear it." Drakken chuckled at her remark.
"Feel better now?" She asked.
"Yes, thank you." He said with a smile. For some reason, she was getting turned on by how he was acting.
"Well, if you want any more just ask." She giggled uncomfortably, waving goodnight to Drakken as she left the room. Hopefully he wouldn't, he thought. That little vial of blood was enough to satisfy him for now…
