Andrei Chikatilo awoke suddenly thanks to the harsh sting of cold water. The sudden shock sent his system into overdrive. Tearing him out of the safety of unconsciousness. he screamed. an audible scream that bounced of the dirty concrete walls of the surrounding concrete room. Chains rattled and scrapped as he shook. What the?!...
His eyes wide from the shock of the cold, he saw the young girl standing a few meters away. Wide eyed and curious even and wearing a plastic sheet wrapped around her like a poncho. The others, the two oddly dressed woman were there, paying very little attention to him. They were looking over a table that was covered edge to edge with bright and shining cutting utensils. Blades of varies sizes were lined up by length. One of them held one up and slowly dragged it across the palm of her hand. A thin red line appeared and slowly disappeared.
He shivered, wait. He said, you can't he paused. Running his tongue around the inside of his mouth, I thought…..he fretted his brow, you….he could've sworn she had ripped out his tongue. But there it was safe where it should be. But it felt different, odd, tingling, and itchy. He scrapped it across the roof of his mouth, over his teeth.
I reattached it…she said coming down some concrete stairs. She sounded calm, unemotional, and business like as the casually dressed woman smiled. A little spit and its all good. I really didn't need you screaming like a spoiled child. She said, walking past the young girl wrapped in plastic. She stroked the young girls head, she smiled with the gesture.
Grand mother? Can I? the plastic rustled as she reached underneath and pulled out her cell phone. Sara's going to want proof…she said, looking up to her many greats' grandmother. Fine fine…she sighed. Spoiled much…one of the two dressed in maids outfit chuckled. I was the same with the both of you…
What the fuck? Andrei whispered, his expression turning ugly lounged forward and came to a crashing violent stop. Chains shackled to his ankles and wrists stiffened and snapped him back and just as quickly he dropped to the concrete floor. Whawhats going ooonnnn…?
Cold and naked. Defenseless and chained. Like an animal ready for the slaughter. He was on his knees holding his hands up, seeing the chains dangling to the floor, curling around him and up to the ceiling. His chest, belly, groin, and legs discolored, stained with his own dried blood. It was odd though. The way it covered his skin. So neat. As if someone had cleaned him up the best they could. Someone giggled. He looked in the direction and the two oddly dressed young women peeked over their shoulders. Smeared red covered the white makeup on their faces. Yum…one of them spoke.
The casually dressed woman walked over, knelt, and cocked her head. Her expression was professional. She grabbed his head, moved it left then right and back again, nodding her approval. Not the best one…but once Samantha gets here. We can start.
Start what….he whispered, seeing the coldness of her eyes appraising him. She gently let go and rose, turned, and walked over to the two others. Pip…she said. the young girl looked over, hmmm….
Don't get to close…
She nodded. did something to her phone and held it up in front of her. what time will Samantha get here…she asked, held the phone to take a selfie of herself, with him in the background, holding her fingers up in a V-sign. Then cocked her head, Yeah!
She took a few steps closer, turned for another selfie, waving, hey Sara, Lookie, Lookie.
Bitch! Andrei bolted forward, I will kill you!
The chains yanked him to another violent stop, he glared and snarled like a wild beast. eyes bulging, naked muscles straining to reach her, inches he just needed inches and he'd show this bitch.
Her surprise expression threatened him. Her smile annoyed him. She chuckled, a held up a V-sign and turned it upside down, pointing to the concrete floor. A long deep line stretched across the room.
And she was standing behind it. And laughed.
Oh my….so scary….she said, standing at the top of the concrete stairs, closing a heavy metal door.
A small blond vampire with piercing eyes and malicious grin looked down from the landing. Andrei Chikatilo, taking the steps down, you have been a bad boy and broke the rules. She said, taking the last step and walked over and stopped behind the young girl. She put her hands on her plastic covered shoulders and gave a rather playful but painful squeeze.
Seems a certain little girl broke the rules….Samantha cocked her head, whispered into Pip's ear. Ummmm…technically…she said, rolling her head to the side. Don't you dare show me you neck…theres no way, she pulled way some of the plastic. Bit down on the young girls' neck, just enough to pinch the flesh. You know the rules, Pip…blood trickled from the points of her fangs.
Pip blushed, her heart trembled. Swallowed by the desire to become a vampire like her grand mama's and the fear of pain that came with it. She held her breath, nearly turning blue until Samantha let go, licked her neck, and let her go….you're twelve years old, and are the last of your line…theres no way
Welll…Pip spun around, if I get pregnant and have a baby….she nodded. the earlier the better, then I could…mumble…..mumble. a hand quickly covered her mouth. I will ground her….again…her casually dressed grand mama answered. I don't think that will work…Samantha told her with a comforting smile, Sadako…the casually dressed woman shrugged. But it won't hurt…much…I am so sorry about your cell phone, Pip.
Huh?! Tears grew from the corners of her wide eyes, what do you mean….cell phone? Her lower lip trembled.
Now….Samantha said, turning her attention to him. Your turn…she walked over, stepped over the line.
Let's have a little chat…