Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to King of the Hill.
Hank Hill returned with a wet that he gave to Bill to clean himself up. The two of them sat down at the table along with Bobby as Bill began to explain his late night visit.
"I have no idea what's wrong with me," Bill explained, "I woke up and was really thirsty, so I went into the kitchen and got a drink of water but that didn't help then I started to drink everything I could find."
"You drank everything in your house?" Hank asked
"I drank fourteen glasses of water, an entire jug of milk, all my beer and my soda ,plus my orange, apple, grape, and tomato juice."
"Then how are you still thirsty?"
"I don't know, but I was close to drinking the bleach under my sink, you have to help me, Hank, nothing is working.
Bobby could see in Hank's eyes that he didn't know what do to for Bill. However Bobby on the other hand had a bad feeling what the problem was exactly.
"Mr. Dauterive, have you been this thirsty lately?" Bobby asked
"Ever since Camelia returned I've been feeling funny after we drank our anniversary wine."
"I thought the wine got ruined at the wedding reception lady year?"
"We bought that bottle just for the party, Camelia insisted that we drink our wine in private."
Bobby got up and ran back into his room.
"Oh man," he trembled, "this is terrible, Camelia must had this planned from the beginning."
He ran over to his desk to grab his cellphone but unfortunately it was dead.
"Great, I can't call Berry and I can't risk my dad and Mr. Dauterive seeing me use the phone in the living room."
He stood thinking of a plan until he thought of the only person that could help him. Next door Jade was asleep in her bed when suddenly there was a knock on her window, she bolted up in bed, turned and saw Bobby outside her window. Bobby could tell she didn't like the idea of him waking her up in the middle of the night. She got up, walked over to the window, and opened it with great force.
"What do you want, Bobby?" She hissed
"May I come inside, please?" Bobby whispered
"No " Jade responded before climbing out the window, "I doubt your here to die in your pajamas, so explain why you're knocking on my window in the middle of the night?"
"First off I don't think you would want to ruin your pajama bottoms and your old Red Swamp Middle School shirt, secondly, there is an emergency at my house."
"Mr. Gribble try to break in your house to kill you but trip over something and hurt himself instead?"
Bobbly laughed at that image but stopped when Jade pinned him to the side of her house with her right arm.
"I'm tired so you better tell me what is happening at your house this instant."
Bobby then told Jade about Bill coming and explaining how he drank almost every form of liquid in his home and then his theory on the cause of Bill's action. Jade freed Bobby from her arm then backed away.
"I'm surprised that your tiny werewolf brain thought of that and you're right," Jade said, "when someone turns into a vampire they'll at first show signs of increased thirst and will stop at nothing to try to satisfy that."
"Is there a way to help him?"
Jade didn't say anything as she slipped back inside her room. Booby quickly looked and saw her pull a box from under her bed, opened it, and pulled out her Crusader uniform.
"What are you doing?" Bobby asked
"Going to go talk to Gordon, by myself." Jade replied
"I thought you agreed to go with us tomorrow?"
"That's was before Mr. Dauterive showed up at your door showing signs of being turned into a vampire."
"Then instead of wasting our time going after Gordon we should go after Camelia." Bobby suggested
Crash
Bobby hurried to the alley where he saw Bill running off into the darkness. He then ran to his house to check on his father, making his way through the shattered glass door Bobby saw his dad picking himself off the floor.
"What happened?"asked Bobby as he ran over to Hank
"Bill and I were sitting at the table trying to figure out his situation when suddenly he tried to bite my neck," Hank explained, "I managed to push him away but he knocked me down then ran through the door."
A surge of anger filled Bobby as he turned to leave the house.
"Bobby, where are you going?" Hank shouted
Bobby didn't respond as he made his way to the Dauterive house where he found Cameila in the kitchen with a satisfied smile on her face.
"It's so good to see you again, Bobby." Cameila greeted
Bobby didn't say a word as he transformed in to wolf form and pinned Cameila to the wall.
"How dare you harm Mr, Dauterive." Bobby growled
"Why would I harm my beloved husband?" Cameila innocently questioned
Bobby lifted up his left paw showing her that he was willing to strike.
"I'm only going to ask this once, why did you turn Mr. Dauterive?"
"Same reason that I married him," Cameila spoke, "William is going help me create a new race to dominate the earth."
"A new race."
"Imagine a creäture with the strength of vampires, the cunning of sirens, and mankind's ingenuity, these traits will ma,e the way for a new world."
"So Mr. Dauterive is the first of many for your army."
"William shall be my king in the new world and together will create more like us."
With all his strength Bobby threw Cameila across the room just as Hank walked in.
"What are you doing?" A shocked Hank asked
"Dad, say back," Bobby ordered, " Cameila is responsible for Mr. Dauterive's condition."
"Look, Bobby, I understand how you feel but Cameila is innocent."
The "innocent" Cameila took this opportunity to get up off the floor, grab a knife, and with amazing speed ran over to behind Hank where she grabbed him and held the knife to his throat.
"How dare you." Bobby growled
Cameila chuckled as she used her free hand to remove her sunglasses. Hank turned his head and his skin became pale when Cameila's crimson eyes.
"You're a monster?" Hank shouted in shock
"She's vampire, dad," Bobby informed, "actually she's half vampire and half siren, so I guess you can call her a mutt."
That name made Cameila press the knife into Hank's neck almost to the pint of cutting it.
"I prefer the term Dhampir." Cameila stated
"Dhampir?" Bobby asked not knowing the term
"It originally meant a human/vampire hybrid but today it means anything that's half vampire."
"Hold on, you're saying that Bill's a vampire?" Hank questioned
"No, since I'm half vampire anyone that consumes my blood with become a Dhampir."
"Then how is Mr. Dauterive going to make people drink his blood when he doesn't know what's happening to him?" Bobby pointed out a flaw in her plan
Cameila smiled as she reached into pocket and pulled out a syringe filled with blood and placed the tip in Hank's mouth.
"You're move, Bobby."
Professor Trent Gordon was at home in his bed grading papers from one of his classes when he heard a noise coming from downstairs. He quietly went to his closet and took out a 10 gauge pump-action shotgun then carefully made his way downstairs. When he reached the bottom step he immediately aimed his gun into the darkness.
"Hello," Gordon called out as he made his way towards his living room"if anyone besides me is in this house then I must give you fair warning that despite being a highly paid community college teacher, I have nothing of great value that is worth getting killed over."
He then heard another noise from behind him, he quickly turned around but then just as quickly found himself disarmed and pinned to the floor with knee on his chest and a sword across his throat.
"Please don't hurt me, just take what you want and leave."
"I want the book." The informed in an English accent belonging to a female
"All my good books are in my classroom at the college," Gordon said, "the most valuable book I have is a signed copy of Chuck Mangione's autobiography."
"I know you have the book you used one to recite the spell on television." The girl said
"Why do you want that, it's nothing but a waste of paper and ink."
"You're incompetence with the dark arts has brought back a creäture of pure evil, so for the last time where is the book?"
Gordon's eyes glanced over to a painting of a beach. The intruder got up and went over to the painting which she took down to discover a safe. The girl turned to ask Gordon for a combination but noticed him going for his cellphone, before he grabbed the phone a bullet struck it scaring Gordon.
"I just bought that phone." Gordon screamed
The girl pointed her gun a Gordon who threw his hands in the air hoping she wouldn't shoot.
"The code, now." The girl demanded as she cocked her gun
"12-6-23." Gordon said as sweat formed on his forehead
She typed the numbers into the keypad and luckily for Gordon it was not only the right code but inside the safe sat the book he used to recite the spell. The girl noticed right away a book mark sticking out of the book, she quickly opened the book to the marked page and found the spell the Gordon used. Gordon began relax after the intruder lowered her gun but that felt soon vanished as the gun suddenly raised back up and pointed at his head. His heart started to race as she walked closer to him and repositioned the gun to his chest.
"Do you any idea what you've done?"
"Gordon slowly shook his head.
"The spell you recited worked," the girl answered for him, "you brought the dead back to life."
"No I didn't," Gordon corrected," that dog is still dead."
"True, but you brought something else back from the dead."
"I have no idea who you are but I promise you that all the spells in that book are simply just words."
"Then why try to cast the spell one on TV?"
"If you watched it then you would know I didn't to help people see reality and not this horror movie Vergil Min has convinced them that we live in."
"Obviously someone on Wassonasong's campaign committee put you up to this, so tell me who and I'll let you live."
"Then here is the truth," Gordon declared, "an anonymous source approached me after one of my classes and asked if I was willing to do the Wassonansong campaign a favor, I said yes, they gave me the book, showed me the spell to use and where to recite it and in exchange they gave me money, not for me but my department."
"Well you're source failed to tell you what this spell really does."
"I can read latin, the spell brings things back to life."
"With a cost."
"What cost?"