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Chapter Four: Sasayaki

Asuka jerked awake, looking around herself in a confused fashion. Everyone else was asleep on the couch and floor, the horror movie still running in the dark. She got up and turned it off.

I could have sworn the power was out. She thought groggily. And that Steve was here, and Hwoarang…Hwoarang! Her hand instinctively went to her throat, where, sure enough, two bite marks oozed blood.

"You're gonna pay for that!" she shrieked, startling Xiaoyu so badly that she accidentally smacked Christie in her face.

"Ow!" Christie cried out, effectively waking Lili up.

"I had the strangest dream." Lili yawned.

"It wasn't a dream." Asuka said shortly. "He bit us!"

"Ew, hickey!" Xiaoyu screamed, clutching her neck.

"Alright, call Julia." Christie commanded.

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Julia was on her computer, despite the late hours. She was trying to find any information that G-Corp had on the Vampire Gene. And for some inexplicable reason, she couldn't find anything on it at all. She was just shutting down when her phone rang. She saw that it was Asuka's number and froze.

"He's coming for me." She whispered, picking up her cross. She let the phone continue to ring until the answering machine took the message.

"Julia, it's Asuka, we need to talk. I think you might have been right about Hwoarang. Call back ASAP, okay?" The line went dead.

Ha, how stupid does he think I am? Julia thought. It was obvious that now everyone that had attended Asuka's party was now one of the undead and under his control. Like hell she was going over there.

"All I can do now is find a serum that will turn them back. Or kill them." She shrugged to herself before heading to bed.

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The next day

Anna walked along the streets of Japan, generally in a pissy mood. She had finally been about to get somewhere with Lee without her cow of a sister interfering and what happens? That crazy red-haired Korean knocks her out and gives her a pathetic excuse for a hickey! Not to mention, when she woke up Lee was nowhere to be seen.

"Lee had better be dead, or else he's going to be." Anna growled, adjusting her top to cover her neck. It was hard to be slutty in a turtle neck. She sighed, walking into her favorite cafe.

At the other end of the café, Sasayaki stiffened. He could smell the scent of a fellow vampire on that attractive human. He inhaled deeply. Yep, that Korean vampire was doing sloppy work. He had to be if she was actually wearing a turtle neck in this weather. He shook his head before slipping some money onto the table top and making his leave.

"Newbies nowadays." He muttered to himself, passing Anna as he made his exit. He brainstormed the best way to appear to Hwoarang, and decided that he was feeling dramatic. He opened his umbrella and stepped into the sun.

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Hwoarang was full, but bored. Sure, he hadn't terrorized everyone he knew, but he had already gotten the girls, which was probably the most fun he was about to get. Well, he might as well make a list of everyone he knew and decide who to victimize next.

"Or…" He trailed off, thinking of a different way to choose.

Thirty Minutes later

"Wheel" Hwoarang said enthusiastically. "of Misfortune!" He had built a wheel with everyone's name on it, complete with a stopper to land on a poor soul's name. He had already put check marks next to the names of those he had gotten, but he wouldn't mind terrorizing Jin all over again. He looked around his room, thinking it was too plain for such a grand wheel.

"I need some hot babes to spin this." He thought out loud, imagining some of the Tekken females dressed in sparkling dresses. He was about to take his first spin when his door burst open, and in stumbled none other than Paul.

"Hwoarang…" He moaned, eyes strangely blank and skin at least five shades paler than normal. Hwoarang's red eyes widened when he noticed the blood streaking from down his neck

"Whaddya want?" Hwoarang demanded, getting into his fighting stance.

"Master Sasayaki has come." He answered in his toneless voice before falling face-first to the floor. The wall behind him cracked to reveal a stone stairway, and the tall, graceful vampire ascended. Hwoarang glared at his maker.

"So that's how you say it," He mused. "Hwoarang. Nice name."

"Get out of here." Hwoarang spat.

Sasayaki sighed before going on. "Hwoarang, how many people have you tormented already this week?"

"Why?"

"Because it's out of control and sloppy." Sasayaki replied.

"And that's not?" Hwoarang asked sarcastically, pointing to Paul's still figure.

"He won't remember a thing." Sasayaki responded. "Now look, you're one of the best looking vampires I've ever made." His eyes narrowed, and Hwoarang felt a chill down his spine. "But looks will not excuse your behavior. Learn to be more discreet…or else." He finished menacingly, and Hwoarang found himself obediently nodding. "Good." Sasayaki added with a cheery note before turning around the way he came.

"Hey, what about him!?" Hwoarang yelled at his back.

"He'll be fine." Sasayaki said, not even bothering to turn around. The wall closed behind him.

"Stupid gay vampire asshole." Hwoarang muttered a few seconds later. He carelessly picked up Paul and threw him into the hallway. He had never felt such a forced reverence for anyone, and he didn't like it. He supposed it came with being his inferior.

Paul regained his senses the minute his thick skull smashed against the wall. "What the hell?" He grumbled, picking himself off the floor. He saw that he had been thrown out of a hotel room, and mumbled: "One of those days" before walking out of the building. He noticed some blood on his neck, but could only find two small pin pricks on his neck. Paul shrugged, guessing that they were mosquito bites.

In Hwoarang's room, he spun the wheel, watching the different colors blend into a bright blur. The wheel slowed, and for a minute he thought it was going to land on Jin, but it passed his rival's name to land on Kazuya.

"Well, this will be a challenge." Hwoarang grinned to himself.

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Julia picked up her phone and dialed Asuka's number. She picked up after the second ring.

"Hey, Asuka." Julia greeted. "You wanted to talk?"

"Yeah," Asuka sounded relieved. "Do you think you could come over? The rest of us are already here."

"Sure." Julia said before they exchanged good-byes and hung up. Julia put two small water guns in her jean-pockets and two more in her vest, placed a rosary on her neck, strapped a stake on her leg in her boot and decided she'd get a garlic clove from Jin's front gate on the way there.

"You're going down you possessed bastards." Julia said as she opened the door.

End Chapter

A/N: I know, really short, but I had some writer's block, so bear with me. I think I got inspired for my next chapter, though. Oh, and the main reason that I updated (besides the nice reviews) was because people demanded that I work on my Tekken fic over my FFVIII fic on my poll (which can be viewed on my profile). Hope you all had happy holidays, but more importantly, review.