The fight is over and the Santa Carla vampires are destroyed. But are they really? Who survived and who didn't? Will there ever be a pack of vampires again, with the hunters around? Would vampires really care? And may it be that some of them meet again?

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Chapter 15: Young woman lost

Hope was waiting for the men to kill her, but it didn't happen. The both of them looked exited down to the small woman that still knelt on the ground and held her hands in front of her face.

Paul grinned to Dwayne and shrugged his shoulders. Dwayne sighed and bent down to Hope. Gently he took her hands away from her face and held them for a moment, then he stood up again.

Hope had her eyes closed and was too scared to open them. She had had the hope, that she finally would be able to find out, what made the difference between her and other people, but now she just didn't know how to act.

She felt very silly because she had witnessed what these two men were capable to do. She had watched them killing the poor woman a night ago. She often had thought about how peaceful it would be to die, to get away from her lonely life. She even had tried once to kill herself, but now, fuck, she didn't want to die - not this night, not at this place and especially not like this!

The vampires in front of her were able to read her mind, it was part of their nature and she was easy to read, but the young woman, of course, didn't know that.

Paul was getting a bit impatient. He took a cigarette out of the box, lit it and looked annoyed to his buddy. When he scanned her mind, he raised his eyebrows. "Do you want to open your eyes anytime soon and look at us," he finally asked.

Hope still didn't dare to move, although her legs already tingled, Dwayne had enough. "Women," he mumbled and shook his head. He reached for the woman and jerked her to her feet. She screamed and looked at him startled.

Paul looked her up down with a grin, then he walked around her. He pushed her hair aside and had to bend over to bite her, she was no taller than 4,6 feet. The vampire didn't want to kill or hurt her, he just wanted to find out if he was right. For that, he needed to taste her blood.

Blood could give much information, for example, if the owner was ill, or pregnant, even about the bloodline of a person you could learn something - if you had already tasted the blood of their ancestors. The woman's origin was what Paul was interested in.

Hope tried to fight him, she pushed him, but of course, against his vampire strength she didn't stand a chance. When he was done he let go of her with a grin. His lips were smeared with her blood and he gave her a peck on her forehead.

"Exactly like I told you," he explained to Dwayne with a smirk. "Okay," the other vampire answered while he ran his finger over Hope's bloodstained forehead and then licked the blood. "Then she comes with us now!"

Paul nodded and tried to grip the woman, but she just tried to escape. Dwayne shook his head and caught her in no time. "Where are you going little one," he asked while he took into the sky with Hope in an iron grip.

Her eyes were wide with shock and fear. "Let go of me, now," she yelled at the vampire. "Okay," was all he answered before he just let her out of his grip. She screamed while she fell down, but suddenly she was caught again by two strong arms. "Dwayne stop these shit," Paul laughed while he saved the woman before she hit the ground.

Dwayne shrugged his shoulders. "She told me to let her go," he explained. Paul looked at Hope amused. "Want me to let go too," he questioned her. She clung to him. "No, please no," she just screamed terrified to no end.

Paul looked at Dwayne with a grin. Dwayne raised his eyebrows and smirked, when he understood what his friend had in mind, and nodded. Paul threw the woman into his buddy's direction. She screamed and cried. Why had she been so stupid to spy after them?

After they had thrown her like a ball another two times, Dwayne finally cradled her into his arms. Her whole body was shaking and she sobbed loudly. "All I want is to go home," she finally whispered.

Dwayne looked at her. He felt sorry for her. Sure, vampires weren't as sentimental as humans, but most of them also weren't completely coldhearted. He and his brothers had learned many years ago what it felt to be killed and to lose family. This experience had made the two more mature.

This little butterfly didn't know shit about her true nature she had never met any vampire, but both men would change that very soon. They owed it to David to take that woman under their wings. Paul and Dwayne had made this decision after they had seen her the night before watching them.

Someone eventually had to take responsibility for this unsuspecting being. Both vampires would sire her, and they would mark her, so she would be protected by them. Paul already had left his mark and Dwayne would do so too, but after he had given her some explanation.

"Home," the brunette vampire repeated Hope's words. "You don't even know where your home is," he added sarcastically and flew into the cave followed by Paul.

He landed next to the old fountain and walked over to one of the sofas where he gently dropped Hope. "What you see now is your real home," he said. "It doesn't bother us whether you like it or not, you'll stay here with us! You should better get used to it!"

Hope sat petrified on the sofa and glared at the two vampires. As always, when she was about to explode, her face changed. She could almost feel the ugly face of a monster emerge and her fangs dug into her lip, and she hated it. But before she was able to attack the men they raised their hands defensively.

"You can trust me, little butterfly," the dark-haired vampire told her. "You wouldn't like to mess with us. You are free to walk around in this place wherever you want, as long as you behave. If not - well, we have some nice dark rooms and we would choose one for you - got it?"

Hope looked to the ground deep in thought of what she should do now. When she looked up her face was human again. Dwayne smiled at her. "Much better," he said. "You'll sleep in the bed over there. By the way, I'm Dwayne and Goldilocks over there is Paul."

The young woman looked at the vampires. "Hope," she whispered. "Matching name," Paul answered with a smirk, then he went to a board across the cave and disappeared out of Hope's sight with Dwayne and an empty bottle. A few minutes later both men came back and Paul took a seat beside the woman. He still had the bottle in his hand, but it was filled now.

"When was the last time you fed," he asked. Hope watched him confused. "Come on, I'm not talking about real food," he said. The woman gazed down at her shoes. "Last night," she answered shyly. "Wasn't that hard to answer my question," the tall blond vampire told her. "You must be hungry," he questioned.

Hope nodded. "Okay, then have a drink now," Paul said and gave her the bottle. "You'll like it!" The woman looked at the bottle thoughtfully. "What...," she wasn't able to ask her question because Dwayne suddenly towered in front of her and stared her down. "Fuck girl, just drink," he ordered.

Both vampires knew, keeping this young lady around would be much easier after she would be sired by them. It was their blood inside of the bottle, all she needed to do was to swallow it!

Hope jumped and started to argue, but she was too tired, completely overwhelmed with the situation, and had abdominal cramps again. She had no idea how the vampires managed to see right through her, but she was sure both of them knew how sickly she was.

So she uncorked the bottle, and frankly, she did not care what it contained. She just drank, well it built up a pleasant feeling inside of her and the cramps were gone. She just took off her shoes and lay down. She felt that someone was picked her up, carried her to bed and put a blanket over her, then she just fell asleep.

The two vampires looked at the woman for a while. "What do you think," Paul finally asked. "Was it the right decision to bring her here?" Dwayne shrugged. "No idea," he answered. "Sooner or later, people would have noticed her, she doesn't know what she is, she needs our guidance!"

Paul nodded. "You got a point there," he said. "We really owe it to David. He had always cared for us, no matter what sort of arseholes we have been. Now we care for his little girl!" Dwayne looked at Paul thoughtfully, then he shrugged his shoulder and looked down. "We have never been very grateful," he remarked. "He always took Max's punishment, when we had broken the rules. All we cared for was to have fun."

Paul looked over at Hope. "You're right, we always thought we were untouchable, we paid a high price for our arrogant behavior, but we can make amends now.

Dwayne looked at his friend with a smile. "Yeah, but I'm afraid she is as stubborn as her mother had been," he explained and pointed to Hope. "Come on, our blood is in her veins now," answered the blond vampire. "That should work. She never got any sort of explanation, she never knew what happened to her, but now she is with us, and that will change everything!"

The dark vampire smirked. "Yeah, and it really seems to make her very happy by the looks of it," he replied sarcastically. Paul laughed. "Well, we gave her hell, but I couldn't help myself. It reminded me at the time when we had been with David and Marko!"

Dwayne gazed him thoughtfully. "I bet, you wouldn't dare to harm one hair on her head if David would be around," he told Paul. "And by the way, I'm sure the both of them are around in town," he announced, while his friend looked at him confused. "I can not explain, but it feels as someone would try to communicate in my mind with me. Oh come on, we mixed our blood quite often, you should be able to feel it too!"

"Marko," the tall blond vampire tried to explain exited. "I see him, it's like a dream, a vision maybe, I don't know. Since we arrived in Santa Carla, I see him more clearly, as if something may have changed. Somebody is with him, I think it is David. But the possibility to talk to him in my mind is gone!"

Dwayne smiled. "I know exactly what you are talking about," he responded. "Why didn't you tell me," he asked. Paul looked at his boots. "I didn't want you to think I'm completely nuts," he replied with a grin.

The brunette vampire laughed. "I do anyway, no matter what you tell me," he confirmed. "Sure," Paul answered laughing. "That says the man who sometimes forgets that he is a vampire!" Dwayne smirked. "Well, nobody's perfect," he said.

The two vampires sat together until sunrise, fooling around and talking about old stories they had experienced with their brothers. When there was no more beer, it was time for them to retire.

"Is it really a good idea to leave her on her own now," Paul asked while he got up from the sofa. Dwayne nodded. "We have no choice, and she can't get out of here." Paul shook his head. "Oh, but she may be able to fly or at least to levitate," he explained. Dwayne grimaced. "Yeah, sure, but she doesn't know," he told his friend. "We just leave it that way for now!"

Paul shrugged his shoulders and looked a last time at the sleeping woman. He then disappeared into the small tunnel which led into the cavern, where they slept. Hope would share the place with them soon if Dwayne's plan would work.