She struggled. In her sleep she struggled to wake up. she struggled to move her body, struggled to breath. Struggled to….

HotHonoka…youre too and went silent. The sleepy expression on her face twisted, a mixture of pain, discomfort and wait a minute….Honoka is not here? And she knew from experience Honoka was not heavy. She felt light and cool. No matter how hot things got between them, she always felt comfortable, cool, and pleasing and playful…willing…this was everything not Honoka. It took some effort to open her eyes.

She blinked the sleep from her eyes, wiggled tips of her toes along the fuzzy comforter. And once clarity came, she was greeted to the sight of two exceptionally good sized breasts just inches from her eyes. each one pressed against her cheeks and mouth, with it the smell of soap lingered lightly, with the taste of saltness of her soft skin across her lips.

A disturbed expression and wondered lit in her eyes, not knowing what had happened. How she'd gotten into this position. She knew she'd fallen asleep by herself. No one and she meant no one went to bed with her. yet here she was being pressed against and breathing in the smell of a strange young woman. she followed the curves to long brown hair dangling besides a very slender neck. To the faded scars of being bitten, to a small face of a determined young girl, not looking loving back into her eyes, but thinned enough to look like she was sleeping. But open enough for her to see she was watching something. Her arm wrapped around Kuroko's waist and another underneath her head…Another was across her legs and more rolled slowly around her.

What is the fucking deal… I didn't…feeling the potential act of violence welling up inside. Don't even

It was Samantha who whispered into her ear. Kuroko tensed ready to explode. Here

A sharp steel spike tapped her hand, what…?

Take it

Why so I can stake you...

somethings along the wall… to the left of the door. Three maybe five feet.

What?

Shadows don't warble… Samantha kissed her ear, slipped her tongue along the edge.

The dark-haired vampire tightened her grip…

One… Samantha spoke… Kuroko felt the bed tense…Two… She could feel them getting ready to pull her out of the bed. Three! Kuroko Sharai growled and teleported.

With blankets flying, she appeared just above the bed, spun around, swung her arm in a large arc.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Steel spikes slammed across the wall.

The shadow warbled, the door burst open.

By the chimney! Someone yell.

Fucking vampires… Samantha!

Kuroko hit the floor, flipped her hands, more spikes appeared then disappeared. She remembered where the stone fireplace sat. CRACK!CRACK!CRACK!

Bricks exploded, tumbled, and crashed onto the hearth and rolled.

Right side!

Kuroko flipped her hand, another three steel spikes appeared between her fingers and they quickly disappeared an explosion shook the apartment.

Jaws grinding, balling her hands into fist, wearing nothing but black underwear low on her hips and long on her thighs. She snatched the white bathrobe, she will pay… slipping into white robe, Samantha! She roared and stormed out of the bedroom.

This is not an apartment this is your fucking nest! Coming into to the main room.

Hmmm?… said without a care, standing among 30 young female vampires in different stages of undress or as one would say… Naked.

I really am going to...

Get that witch down here….she ordered staring at the edge of the stone fireplace, right now! Rin pyo to mudra her fingers moved like trained dancers, Kai Jin Zai… Bring in to light fer re in luc em rev el ar she spoke each word, filling it with power, giving each word life. And each word obeyed her command.


The breath of god….the majic of creation and destruction. The perfect magic for a vampire. It required a price to be paid. the more important the spell the higher the cost. the cost could be the loss of memories, precious objects and even blood. A vampire could use it, sacrificing its own blood. Only to be restored to life by taking more blood. Like I said, perfect for a vampire.


the room shimmered, flames burst from the mouth of the fireplace, up the face. runic symbols and archaic designs appeared along the walls, covering the rest of the apartment.

She recognized many of the symbols. Signs of protection, of defense.

Samantha looked over her shoulder, gotta protect yourself from sorcerers' witches, wizards, and more yada yada… waving her hand. Her eyes glared, I paid a lot of money for this shit… It wasn't cheap, crossing her arms over the small naked breasts and closed her eyes. That Witch is going to owe me.

Kuroko looked around the room. The female vampires remained. Still naked. Each one glaring at the edge of the stone fireplace.

She wondered why. She walked over to the fireplace, raised her hand to remove the spikes embedded deep into the brick. Samantha shook her head, leave them please…she said…for the moment. Until the witch gets here….

Fine….kuroko answered a little disturbed, dropping her arm to her side.

She knew now…why she couldn't get inside. The defensive setup of the apartment, perhaps the building was high level. And Samantha had probably told the witch who casted the barrier what her skills were. She'd imagined if someone else had tried. They wouldn't have survived. These types of spells either killed or captured the intruder. But all this one did was reroute her to a safe place.

I'm kicking your ass….Kuroko whispered, slipping her hands into the pockets of the fluffy white bathrobe.

The corner of Samantha's mouth curved, the point of her fang slipped out. I can hear you….

I know….kuroko thinned her eyes. After the witch…