A/N: Thank you for all the hits and reviews!!! Just one word for this chapter...REVENGE IS SWEET.

By the way, the case Daikonran mentions is a real case that took place in the Florida Key West

Vampre: The Masquerade- actual role-play that simulates vampirism

The CSIs aren't mine, Daikonran and Secondet are my sister's and the creepy-crawlies are mine

10, Archimedes the Usurper

Daikonran had no trouble finding who caused the man's gruesome death, but he did have trouble with the tracks left on the scene.

"Miss Duquesne, please tell me what size do you estimate these shoe prints?" he asked, pointing to the bloody prints that led to a back door.

"Size seven and a half, eight at most." Calleigh replied as she took a picture of the evidence.

"Definitely had to be Marla. Girl's got enough strength to break a guy like our victim cleanly in half. And by the tracks provided by the Bleeding Heart charm put on your boss, we can safely assume she headed that way." Kino continued, counting each step towards the nearest exit.

"People would not have noticed them on the move. There are cases here that makes the bodies back home look like they're still sleeping." The CSI retorted, taking a good look at her surrounding.

"Then you obviously haven't seen the Tanzler case…guy was so in love with one of his patients that he exhumed her body from her grave just so he could have her near him." Daikonran related while searching for a telltale sign of struggle in the obscene man. Bastard got surprised…but he doesn't look like the type to hang out with bloodsuckers, no bites, and signs of ownership or debt.

"A necrophiliac? That's disturbing, even for me." Calleigh shuddered. Her skin crept up her spine to know that Horatio could be trapped with people like that.

By surveying her appearance, Daikonran sighed and said,

"What your boss will probably experience is biophilia…when the dead has an inordinate desire for a living human."

Just when Calleigh was about to throw up, Ryan burst into the crime scene with,

"We found erratic tire marks outside."

Kino smiled and handed over a withered picture of a pair of tire tracks. "Look like them?"

After a minute of studying, Ryan nodded and gave back the picture. Daikonran grinned and turned to the body. The truck, the lack of bite marks, the connection to Marla Ruez…

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I think we just found the body of Dowell "Don" Hatchet, commonly referred to by the undead as Baton Rouge's Right Hand." Kino declared with a hint of pride in his voice… I'm coming, Archimedes De Viságe.

Try as he might, Horatio couldn't push away from Archimedes while the latter embraced him tightly.

"Strong for a human aren't you? Think you can resist my presence?" Archimedes whispered into his victim's ears while his arms tightened their grip. Marla had taken seat at the far right of the room, watching her master acquaint himself with his new pet.

"I can do more than that, just give me five minutes and my gun back." Horatio muttered under his breath, choking as the grasp increased in net force.

"Your voice…it sounds so…delicious"

All right this guy is high or something…

Caine could feel his body cracking and involuntarily arched back and coughed into the air. The fact that Archimedes was as cold as ice didn't help much, the weight now crushing his arms. When the blood pressure was built up enough, Archimedes drew towards the bare throat, his lips now savoring the skin underneath

"Time to mark you." Archimedes murmured just before he nipped the exposed aorta. Horatio felt the frosty droplets contour his skin, tinting his shirt red, paralyzing his muscles. After a few seconds, Archimedes removed himself from the neck and gracefully took the left wrist and softly bit into the blue veins. The lieutenant screamed in pain, so many nerve endings had been penetrated in that one bite. A small amount of the precious liquid fell to the floor as Archimedes took away his mouth and again caressed the suffering man.

"Why do you scream? I'm only doing this for your good." Archimedes inquired with a smile laced in scarlet as Horatio dropped to the floor in throbbing pain, his right hand covering the bite marks.

"And you're a sick man…this is just a excessive version of Vampire: The Masquerade." Horatio shot back, his eyes glaring with anguish.

"I am just removing you from the twisted world that made you plunge from grace, my fallen angel. And very soon, all traces of your life will disappear along with it. I mean, why worry of one soul when the ungrateful serfs you protect will dismiss you as a mere misfortune?" The vampire smiled as he again embraced the lieutenant, his hold now much less violent and more along the lines of comforting.

"My sweet Horatio…the cruel humanity that clipped your wings will pay for the blood on your hands…but first you must suffer all over again." Archimedes continued as two decomposing men ripped Caine from the embrace and towed him away.

"Take my pet to the cellar. You two will accommodate him while I pay Miss Ruez her ransom." The leader coldly commanded as Marla giggled in ecstasy.

"As agreed, you will join me in the ranks of the Covenant di Vampyrs and gain control of the East Coast." Archimedes assured while his newest pet was dragged to the western wing of the formal agricultural estate. "In return, however, I must know…what has become of Dowell?"

Marla faltered for a split second but replied, "He passed away just before we got here sir. An unfortunate accident."

"I see…" Suddenly, Marla felt a burning sensation that she had never felt before upon her ivory face. She screamed in horror as the holy water blazed her perfect face, the patterns etching themselves permanently. She looked up to see Archimedes' flawless features stare down at her, with no clear emotion.

"May I need to remind you the Covenant prides itself with secrecy? You didn't even join and you have broken an unwritten law." The monster then grabbed Marla by the dissipating hair and said,

"You best be thankful that the pitiful excuse of a human was to my satisfaction or you would've ended up dipped and strewn dry in holy water." He threatened monotonously, his expressions never faulting. "Now go and enjoy the party."

Secondet had begun to help out Alexx in her cleanup when his cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

A familiar voice greeted him back warmly.

"Daikonran! How is your investigation at Biloxi?" Secondet replied, curious of the other's findings.

"Pretty good baby. We found Dowell dead in a hospital and there are tire and oil tacks just beyond the state border. The only problem is that we can't go where the map is telling us, or so Ryan tells me." The bounty hunter explained via phone.

"And why not?" Secondet inquired with a slightly indignity to his voice. The phone was apparently switched to Delko as he responded.

"It's a restricted air space ever since hurricane Katrina did a number on Lower Louisiana. The only way in is with a permit."

"Delko, is it? I think I can help. I can ask Alexx to help me fill out a warrant and a permit." Secondet assured, with Alexx paying close attention.

The boy heard Daikonran curse on the background, something along the lines of taking way too much time.

"Daikonran, listen to me. We can get that permit, but we have to do it the legal way, okay?"

A deep sigh was heard and Delko replied,

"He says to go ahead. He also that you know what Archimedes is capable of, so hurry up. "

A brief good-bye and Secondet hung the phone. Alexx chuckled a bit while the boy stomped his way back to the examination table.

"'Till Death do us part'?"

"If Dai keeps the tough-guy act up, that'll be sooner than he thinks,"

A/N: So how was it? Reviews are greatly appreciated!