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Lysimachus

After waking up from one his terrible nightmares, or better, flashbacks from his dark days in a Roman prison, he opened his eyes, expecting to find some comfort, relief... but the opposite side of his bed was empty. Lysimachus sighed heavily.

Boom! A loud explosion noise came from his living room, followed by a hysterical laugh.

"Ha! How do you like that, huh?!"

Priya was standing in front of his TV, focused on a VR game he had never seen before. Without her awareness, he unplugged the console.

"WHAT?!"

"I told you to stay in bed. You need to rest."

"More?" She frowned. "I've been resting for days."

"Let me check it out."

Under her shirt, he examined the bite wound on her shoulder. It had mostly healed. For the last few days, he had been often feeding Priya his own blood and her body was doing the rest, fighting off the infection successfully.

"Almost there," he announced.

"Thank you so much, Hunter. I mean, for this story you invented to the media about the deadly infection. It worked like magic. Look at all this gifts I've been receiving. I was even trying this game, that will likely never come out in the stores!"

"Really?!" Lysimachus grabbed the game cover. "Come on! I've been waiting for this for ages! How come did you..."

Priya winked and grinned in response. For a second their eyes locked, and as the moment started to become to awkward, he changed the subject.

"By the way, you were right. Lester was next on the list."

"Did you go to that famous strip-club he often visits?"

"Yes," Lysimachus told. "And as you suggested, there was already this woman, set up by Gaius, ready to cause him trouble. Later, she'd take him to Gaius to finish his life. But everything is solved now and Mr. Castellanos is safe and sound in Spain."

"Hmpfff..." Priya grunted. "You should at least let them give that perv a lesson."

"We can deal with that later... now..." he went to his evidence board. "The Baron next?"

Priya was pensive, intrigued. She looked at him, raising her eyebrows. Lysimachus, in this short time he had been in her presence, learned to not like that look.

"What's up?" He questioned.

"Where's Kamilah? And Amy, mostly? That chick has which every Vampire is looking for. Shouldn't we be keeping her locked in a safe for now?"

He didn't answer. He hadn't spoke to Kamilah since that night at his apartment. He didn't feel capable of fully forgiving her yet.

"Man, you can't be pissed at you sis, the one you've spent your whole life seeking for revenge for... because of this," she pointed to her shoulder, as if the bite was nothing. "She was only playing her role. I'd have probably done worse."

"You could've died."

"And so did she. She did what she had to do, Hunter..." Priya punched him on the chest, before heading for his cabinet and grabbing an early drink. "Now about our plan, should I be proceeding with our... thing tonight?"

"No way," Lysimachus shook his head. "You're not completely healed yet and after what he did... I'm not risking your life again."

"Too bad," the Fashion Designer smirked. "I've already gave me Clan the orders. We are doing it."

"You will not!"

"You're not my man, Hunter. You can't tell me what to do. Do you think that some creepy old ass can try to kill me and get nothing in return? You should know me better at this point, you know, before we move to the next level."

She closed the front door behind him, going for a meeting with her Clan. Lysimachus clenched his fists in rage, before falling on the couch wondering what she meant by 'the next level'.

Kamilah

"You're not thinking straight," Adrian gave her a disapproving look. "Kamilah, there's a lot that could go wrong... what if... what if she Turns Feral? Do you remember my wife, Celia?"

Of course Kamilah did. She not only supported him during his mourning time, but she helped him to gain strength to open that coffin and stake her heart. She witnessed the beautiful Celia, who she had recently watched marry Adrian in the church, to become a pile of ashes, as her monstrous body vanished. It was a scene she'd never forget.

"Being The First Vampire's descendant? I doubt it," if the closer to the First Vampire, less chances of becoming Feral, Amy probably had a big advantage. "It's my best option at the moment, Adrian. As mortal she's weak, fragile and barely capable of protecting herself. Also, they need her alive to make use of her blood."

"What about The Council?" Adrian ran a hand through his hair.

"I'm out of The Council, remember?"

"They could use it as an excuse to kill Amy and you, for unauthorized Turnings."

"Don't worry," Kamilah walked headed to the door. "I have you, Jax and Priya in my favor."

"A-are you counting on Priya's vote?"

"I can easily make her. After all, she owes me her life."

Some time later, she was already in her car, placing everything she'd need for the ritual. She was conflicted it was true, apart from the fear of Amy becoming Feral, she also didn't want Amy to experience most of the things she did, such as watching all her loved ones to die or becoming completely numb to the world around her, but sacrificing her wasn't an option either.

"Are we ready to go?" Amy was waiting inside the penthouse, grabbing some bags.

"You tell me. Are you ready for this, Amy? Is it what you want?"

"Yes, I've never been more sure of something in my life."

"Are you aware of the risks?" Kamilah sighed deeply, affected by Adrian's words. "That it could go wrong and..."

"It's not happening," Amy didn't let her finish. "It worked for Lily, it'll work for me too."

"And that your feelings may change. Including for me."

"Lily haven't changed."

"You can make the decision based on somebody else's experience."

"Are you trying to change my mind or what?" Amy angered.

"No," Kamilah patiently answered. "I only want you to be sure. There's no turning back."

"One thing I'm sure, I don't wanna die in some sick ritual."

The next moments were tense and silent. She could tell Amy was nervous, though she was determined. It wouldn't be easy for herself either, planning the less painful manner to kill her fiancée, in order for her to be reborn as Vampire.

Suddenly, Amy jumped on top of her, kissing her feverishly. Her tongue finding a way between her lips, as her fingers tangled into her long straight hair.

"If my feelings ever change... all you have to do is remind me of this. Got it?"

"Whenever you wish."

Before going to the Hamptons, she took Amy to her office, in order to discuss the last details. First, she'd need to make sure to avoid problems with The Council.

"So you're spontaneously giving up on your mortality?" She recorded on video, in case she needed later.

"Yes," Amy answered. "In order to preserve my own life."

"Whose idea was that?"

"Mine"

"Good," Kamilah turned off the camera. "We got what we need. Now..." she stopped. "How do you want me to do it?"

"Traditionally?" Amy furrowed her brows confused. "I mean, there's no other way to Turn someone, is it?"

Kamilah sighed, taking the question straight to the point.

"I mean... how do you want me to kill you?"

"Oh."

The question hit Amy a little hard, as she hadn't considered this part yet.

"No pain," she finally spoke. "How did he kill you? Drinking all your blood, wasn't it?"

Kamilah nodded in response.

"Did that hurt?"

"Not much. I only started to feel weaker, my vision went dark and..."

Speaking about it didn't make Kamilah feel so comfortable, even after all this time.

"That's how we're doing it then."

"Okay."

They both went silent again. Tension hanging in their air, until she decided to lighten the mood.

"So, what would you like to do in your last day as mortal?"

Amy finally smiled, biting her lower lip playfully.

"I have a few ideas in mind."

Amy

That was one idea Amy had in mind for a while, but Kamilah being a Vampire and the CEO of such a large company, it wasn't possible until the moment. She blindfolded her fiancée and took control of the car.

"I don't like any of it," Kamilah complained from the passenger seat.

"Which part?" Amy asked, loud, her voice was being muffled by the wind entering the windows. She wanted to feel it as human one last time. "Driving your car or taking you on a mysterious place?"

"Both."

After she removed Kamilah's blindfold, the female Vampire rolled her eyes, unable to believe the place in front of her.

"You didn't brought me to an amusement park."

"Of course I did. I mean, you've never went on a roller-coaster ride or had an ice cone. Everyone must experience these things."

"Mortals, Amy. Not me."

Before any more protesting, Amy took her hand and dragged her to inside the park.

"So, what would you like to try first, the Thunderbolt, the Cyclone or the Sling- Shot?"

"I don't understand any of the things you've just said."

"Those are some of the wildest rides."

"Whatever. You pick."

For the rest of the morning, Amy took Kamilah to her favorite rides of the park. Though the Vampire didn't express any excitement or fear, Amy could tell she was enjoying it. Then she took her for lunch, Kamilah stared at the food in complete disgust.

"Come on," Amy took a bite of her corn dog, "try it. You'll like it."

"I'm not sure I can handle the scent of grease for another minute," Kamilah covered her nose with her hand.

"Cheese fries then?"

Kamilah rolled her eyes, hesitantly taking one fry and putting it into her mouth.

"So?" Amy asked, expectantly.

"I feel it's going to give me a stroke."

"Dramatic much?"

"That's okay, I can wash the taste away from my mouth with..." she took a sip of a can of soda. "this."

Amy laughed and observed as Kamilah discreetly took some fries off the plate, time from time, refusing to admit they were actually delicious.

"I'm afraid to ask but," the female vampire spoke after they finished, "what's next?"

"Dessert, of course!"

"What kind of it?"

"We have funnel cake, deep fried Oreos..."

"Do your kind honestly needs to fry everything?" Kamilah interrupted, whining.

"Or we can have ice cones," Amy finished.

"I'd prefer this way."

They sat down on a bench, tasting their ice cream. Amy wrapped an arm around Kamilah's shoulder and kissed her cheek.

"Thanks for doing this with me. I know it's not your favorite day ever but... it means a lot."

Kamilah was still thoughtful and not very chatty, but the corners of her mouth curled up a little.

"I've had worse days before."

"I can imagine..."

"Like when you and Lily took me to that nightclub. I'm positive that hell is somewhat close to that place."

Amy bursted into a laugh, imagining Kamilah was about to say something dark and serious.

"Oh my god, Amy," the vampire rolled her eyes again. "Look at you, there's ice cream in the corners of your mouth. You're always so classy..."

Before Amy could take a napkin to clean it, Kamilah stopped her.

"I'll handle it," with her thumb she wiped the corners of her mouth and then sucked it gently, before pressing her lips on Amy's.

As the evening approached, Kamilah wanted to know if she had any more requests before they go to the Hamptons' house.

"A classic one for every couple. A kiss on the top of the Ferris Wheel."

"We're not really like every couple but... of course."

Kamilah

It was early in the night when they arrived at the Hamptons' house. The mood between them was nervy again, but Kamilah wanted to keep it as normal as possible, letting Amy enjoy the last hours of her mortality in the living room while she prepared everything for the Turning ritual in one of the bedrooms.

"You've done it a thousand times," she repeated to herself. "It's just the same."

But it wasn't. Amy wasn't any mortal, she was the First Vampire's descendant, the results of her Turning experience were unknown. Adrian thought she could become a powerful being. With a pure blood, she could become so strong as Kamilah herself, or even Gaius.

"Kamilah," Amy yelled from the living room, "I'm starving. Is there any food in this house?"

Kamilah rolled her eyes, wondering if as Vampire her hunger would also be enhanced.

"I forgot about it... why don't you order some pizza?"

While the girl celebrated, she felt her stomach twist. She never had such a large amount of junk food in one day.

Everything was prepared. After dinner she'd drive Amy to the bedroom, where she'd drink a goblet of her blood. Then, Kamilah would suck her blood completely, until her death, and place her inside a coffin, where she'd remain for the next six hours while she did the last arrangements.

She hadn't told Lysimachus about their plan. She had no idea of her brother's opinion about it. As he read Wright's complete research, he could know things about Amy's gift she didn't know, and prevent her from doing a mistake.

Against her will, Kamilah dialed his number. It was turned off. It was always turned off when he was too busy with Priya.

"Screw them," Kamilah angered. "I can make it on my own."

The door bell rang. She hear Amy going to answer. It should be her pizza. In at least an hour, they'd begin the Turning ritual.

Kamilah took a deep breath and walked to the living room, trying to appear confident.

"Amy," she shouted. "You left the door unlocked again. How many times do I have to tell you we're not in your cozy little town?"

She didn't answer. She probably had a mouthful of pizza in the kitchen.

"You didn't even wait..." For her surprise, Amy wasn't in the kitchen either. "Amy?!"

Kamilah looked outside, in the lounge, in the backyard and even on the beach. Amy was nowhere to be found. A chill went down her spine.

The bell rang again. She opened the door, expecting to find her fiancée but...

"Here's your pizza. Ms. Parker, right?"

"N-No... it was a prank. Sorry."

She quickly closed the door and grabbed her car keys and cell phone, attempting to reach her brother as she drove.

She only had one destination in mind. That one small beach town in Jersey.

Lysimachus

"Don't get over excited, please," Lysimachus begged to Priya through the audio plug.

"Hunter, this is my kind of place! Look at this... How couldn't I have such a morbid idea before? Mortals vs. Vampires would boost my parties!"

Somewhere near the club, he pretended he was not listening.

"Baby steps," he thought. She wouldn't suddenly change all her views and behaviors. The fact she hadn't betrayed them or that she was able to stay away from parties and orgies for almost two months was a great achievement.

"Whose idea do you think was that? It was certainly not Gaius'."

"Probably the bar owner's, after he was hypnotized."

"Okay..." she took a breath, calming herself. "What's the next step?"

"Finish watching the games, make your presence to be noticed and go to Anya, ask her to take you to her boss."

"Noted."

Lysimachus still wasn't secure about this plan. Before Gaius' attack on Priya, the findings about the ritual and his fight with Kamilah, everything was certain. Now there was a lot that could go wrong. Lives were at risk.

"If he tries anything remember our safeword. I'll be down there in a blink of an eye."

Priya grunted on the other side of the device.

"Stop with the overprotection. I can take care of myself."

"But..."

"I mean it, Hunter. One more time and I'll turn off the plug."

"Okay."

"Go take a walk, Hunter. The show is about to begin. Go get us some girl for later... Bye!"

Lysimachus ignored her words again and started driving around on his motorcycle. He momentarily turned off the device, refusing to hear Gaius' horror circus. It was too much for him.

He went to the town's library, to read some of its history. The place was highly known for its supernatural events and the presence of strange forces. Jameson should know that. No wonder he had picked that place to hide Gaius.

He turned on his cell phone, to keep himself informed of the events in New York. As The Baron refused to cooperate, he sent Jax to keep an eye on him. He and Priya had a hunch that he was Gaius' next target.

For his shock, he had about 20 missed calls, from his sister.

"Kamilah, what's wrong? I'm in Jersey and I just saw..."

"Don't move!" She yelled from the other side of the line. "I'm going there. He... He took Amy."

"How? Does he even know she's back?"

"I don't know. She mysteriously vanished from the Hamptons' house, while I was busy with... something else. Something that could save her."

Lysimachus noticed his sister and discreetly crying.

"Okay, I-I... I'll meet you on the road."

"Fuck," he punched the table and headed back to his initial location, near the Midnight Lounge. "Priya? Can you hear me?"

"Yeah, this thing is better than I've ever imagined! After we defeat Gaius I'm calling dibs on this bar."

"Stay alert, he kidnapped Amy. Find your way down there, quick!"

"B-But and then? Am I supposed to save her?"

"Give your best show. I'll stay here listening."

Amy

"Let me go, your son of a bitch," Amy screamed as Harvey threw her inside a dark room. "Traitor! Kamilah is going to kill you!"

"That's a really noisy one," the male Vampire complained as Jameson joined him. "I expect a raise after this service."

"Hello, Amy. It's a pleasure to see you again."

"Oh?! Aren't you a back-stabber son of a bitch? I always thought you were a weirdo, Jameson. It's a shame no one else could see it!"

"Can you please silence her?" Harvey begged. "If I have to hear her voice for another second, I..."

"The Master wants her perfectly intact for the proceedings."

"Again?" Amy rolled her eyes, wondering if they were part of Keaseth's cult. Of course, bringing his Maker back would bring Gaius a lot of benefits.

She couldn't believe it was happening. How did they even find out she was back?

"Of course," she remembered Jameson had a lot of mind skills, telepathy should be one of them. He was the mysterious person at the bar. "How could I be so stupid?"

Another figure entered the room, a female. She recognized her from Ahmanet Financial. That should be Anya.

"The King wants us in the main hall," she announced. "We've got something big to happen."

"But who's going to keep an eye on this thing?" Harvey asked.

"Just leave her. It's only a mortal, it's not like she's going anywhere."

"Good point."

The three vampires closed the door, leaving her alone inside the dark room. With both of her hands and feet tied, she needed to find a way to free herself.

First, she moved her hands repeatedly, loosening the rope around her wrists. Then, she crawled on the floor where pieces from a shattered glass bottle were lying.

"I just have to..." Amy placed herself near the glass, grabbing the sharpest piece she could find and trying to rub it on the ropes repeatedly. "Come on... cut it... cut it..."

She insisted, until she was finally free. After untying her ankles, she carefully approached the door, opening it only a little bit. Gaius was having an important meeting with...

"Priya?!"

Amy watched as the Fashion Designer entered the main hall, escorted by four members of her Clan, clapping.

"Congratulations, Old Ass. Not even my twisted mind could have planned such a sick attraction. I'm impressed."

"What are you doing here?' Gaius snarled. "You were supposed to be..."

"Dead? And so were you."

"What do you want? Did you come here to defy me?"

"The opposite... I'm here to offer you a partnership. I've heard you need an army, don't you? I'm offering my Clan."

"In trade of?"

"Power. I'm done playing with losers! Do you know what Lysimachus is planning? An ambush, with his little magic tricks! As if they even worked, we're not in Hogwarts, jeez. We're Vampires. Bloodsucking creatures."

Gaius stared at her in silence for a brief moment before his eyes turned red in anger.

"I don't trust you. Remember you helped to trap me inside that sarcophagus?"

"What was I supposed to do? Adam offered me power, money... it was a win-win situation, babe."

"How do I know you're not part of the ambush? I'm aware of your liaisons with that... boy."

Amy noticed he clenched his fist in extreme rage as he spoke about Lysimachus.

"Who told you that?" Priya let out a small laugh. "Kamilah? Because... you know Kamilah isn't hypnotized at all, don't you? She comes here, lies to you, collect info and take to The Council."

"Traitor!" Amy spoke in low voice. "Kamilah was right all along!"

"So, what do you say?" Priya started walking around Gaius in circles, as he was conflicted with the latest news. "I could be your new Queen. I have way more to offer than she does..."

Suddenly, Anya looked at her direction, noticing she was peeking through the door.

"Hey!" She yelled, coming in her direction.

Amy slammed the door closed, thinking she only had one chance to escape. She remembered some lessons Lysimachus gave her, about hunting Vampires.

As Anya entered the room, Amy stabbed her right in the chest with the sharp glass. It wasn't enough to kill her yet, but she got what she needed, her blood. Before cutting off her head and watch her become a pile of ash, she drank some of it.

"I think I'm going to puke," she thought.

By this time, she was surrounded. By Harvey, Jameson, Priya and... Gaius. It was the first time she was seeing him in person. He looked even more intimidating and evil than in her visions.

"Don't be afraid, Amy. It's not time for that..." she told herself.

"Your useless bastards!" Gaius angered. "I know I shouldn't have trusted you to capture her! I need her precious blood to make me stronger. After this, I'll gain all the powers Keaseth possessed!"

"Or not!" Amy yelled, pointing the glass to her own neck. "I've drank a lot of Anya's blood before killing her, you know? If I kill myself, it's over, isn't it? As a Vampire my blood becomes useless!"

Priya eyes went wide and she shook her head, as if she was telling her to not do that.

"One more step and I..."

From the back, Priya impaled one of Lysimachus poisoned stakes in Gaius' heart, giving her Clan members time enough to fight Harvey and Jameson.

In a flash, she grabbed Amy by the hand and took her outside the bar.

"Girl, you're crazy as shit," she said. "H-How could you..."

"You..." Amy answered between pants, "betrayed... us..."

"It was part of the plan! If you and Kamilah hadn't been so stubborn about it, you'd know. Now you've ruined everything!"

"Oh. What about the part where you ratted Kamilah? Was it part of your plan with Lysimachus too?"

"Please," Priya rolled her eyes, "he'd know eventually. I had to find a way to get into him."

Coming from the same direction, they spotted Lysimachus' motorcycle and Kamilah's car. Amy signaled them to stop and she entered the car, along Priya.

"Drive away, quick," the Fashion Designer ordered. "I staked him."

"You did what?!" Lysimachus yelled from the audio plug.

"Shit hit the fan, of course. Amy pulled a crazy move, threatening to kill herself and become a Vampire, I took the opportunity and... bang! I told you it wasn't the best moment to have a twin squabble with your sister."

"But to become a Vampire," Kamilah was curious, "she'd have to drink one's blood."

Amy looked at her with puppy dog eyes. She knew Kamilah wouldn't be happy with the news.

"Please, don't be mad at me. I killed Anya, it was my life or hers... so..."

"Okay." Kamilah sighed deeply. "I supposed I can find somebody else for my Marketing Department."

"That was brave of you, Amy! Did you pull the moves I taught you?" Lysimachus wanted to know.

"Hell yeah! First I stabbed her then I went straight to the neck."

"I'm sorry to ruin the Vampire Hunter party, but where are we headed?" Kamilah interrupted. "We can't go back to New York, Gaius will come straight at us."

"I agree, sister. But I still need to get my weapons, we're gonna need them more than ever."

"I have an idea," Priya spoke from the passenger seat. "Let me drive, Kamilah."

Kamilah

"What is this place?" Kamilah asked. "Is it yours?"

Priya drove them to a small, secluded mansion in the surroundings of New York. It seemed a good place to hide, but she still didn't trust the Fashion Designer.

"No, it was Adam's," she answered. "Sometimes he'd bring me here and we..."

"I don't need to hear that."

"I'm gonna get a drink" Priya announced. "Are you joining?"

"In a moment."

Amy was quiet and worried, looking through the window. Kamilah embraced her from behind, offering some comfort.

"Are you alright, Amy?"

"I'll be. I'm still kinda in shock, you know? Being kidnapped, having to kill your Clan member and... seeing him in person. He's even more scary and powerful than I thought."

"And yet," Kamilah placed a soft kiss on her neck, "you fought braver than most of the Vampires that had to face him."

"I learned from the best," Amy turned around and smiled. "What about you? How are you coping?"

"I'll only feel completely relieved when my brother is here."

A few minutes later, a car parked in front of the mansion leaving Lysimachus and a metal crate, full of combat weapons. When he entered the house, his expression was from pure fear.

"Brother, is everything okay? No one followed you, right?"

"No, I dropped my bike at a parking lot and hired a car service. But... I have terrible news."

She, Amy and Priya watched him expectantly.

"He's striking hard, guys. He has killed The Baron and taken his Clan."

"It's not such a big loss," Priya commented. "At least we don't have to worry about that pig betraying us anymore. Besides, you wiped most of his Clan members last year, remember?"

"It's not the worst part, he has also attacked the Shadow Den. Dozens of Vampires were killed."

"Oh no," Amy got alarmed. "Lily! Please, tell me she's fine."

"She, Jax and part of their group were able to escape and hide in a warehouse."

"What about Adrian?" Kamilah wanted to know. "Have you warned him?"

"Sure, he safely locked inside Raines Corporation. He offered his aid on the battle, in case we need him."

Lysimachus stopped and took a deep breath.

"It's a matter of time until he starts a mass-killing on mortals. We need to act quick."

"So, what's the plan now?" Priya asked.

"I have none yet..."

"But I do," Amy stood up from the couch. "We're doing the ritual."

Next: When Amy is willing to sacrifice herself to defeat Gaius, the gang will count on an unexpected ally... and on luck! Stay tuned!