"Alright, we don't have much time. Let's split up, we'll cover more ground. I'll find Vanesse, you two find a way out." Dean ordered. Valiantly he ran to the door, and then found it locked. "This day just keeps getting better and better…"
"Don't worry, my friends!" Emmiliano's Italian accent rang around the room. He pulled a hairpin out of his long, dark hair. He kneeled down next to the doorknob and stuck the pin inside; twisting and turning the metal he unlocked the lock.
Sam turned to his brother, "He kinda scares me…" He whispered.
"Yeah, but he has a constant knack for saving our asses." Dean twisted the doorknob and ran down one side of the hallway they had stumbled upon. "Find a way out." He demanded his brother and the Italian ice cream server.
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Vanesse struggled as she was carried. "Where are you taking me?"
"Shut up!" Altesse yelled as she leaded her minions down a corridor.
"No, tell me! Where are you taking me? What are you doing to the others?"
"God, you're annoying!" Altesse snapped her fingers, and Vanesse was beaten over the head. And once again everything faded to white.
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Dean made his way down many different hallways and corridors, quietly escaping from many different vampires that crossed his way. He was determined.
On the other side of the lair, Emmiliano and Sam searched and opened every door seeing if light was on the other end. They heard voices coming up the hallway,
"They escaped? Oh, the Master's not going to take this very well… Let's have—" The vampire was interrupted.
"Shh…" The other sniffed about the air. "I smell human." He whispered.
Sam and Emmiliano slowly inched away from the bloodthirsty vampires, but found one in front of them.
"Boss, think I found 'em." A rather tall, pale, muscular man took the two by their shirts and lifted them off the ground.
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Vanesse woke, but only to see a piece of purple cloth tied around her eyes. She felt withholding ropes on her wrists and ankles as she tried to move them about. She was laid on a stone platform, with her shirt un-buttoned halfway.
On her stomach were markings: a series of many circles spiraling into a point just below her navel. The circles were caressed with triangular shapes around their edges, making it seem whimsical. The same engravement was found on the floor to the left of the platform.
She felt a cold breeze run about her bare stomach, "…Hello? Is anyone there? Help me!" Vanesse spoke as she twisted about in her bonds.
"You talk WAY too much! Why can't you people just learn to be quiet?" Altesse slapped the struggling girl across the face. "Besides, it'll all be over soon… Well, no, but it's fun to deceive you." The pale woman cackled; she was cruel.
"Is everyone else okay? Is Dean alright?"
"Well… Probably not. I left them hanging for my minions; soon they'll be sucked dry from all blood. So, they're all dead in the end."
Vanesse's chin began to tremble, "No…" She whispered to herself in denial. "What is going to happen to me?" She boldly spoke.
"Well, if you were even listening to my delightful story you'd know. We're going to take your blood, throw it on the floor, cast a little spell and then have our leader arrive."
"Why me? I am not the beloved one. Whatever evil this half ling has caused, I was no way a part of it!" Vanesse pleaded.
"You were." A woman in the very corner of the room spoke; someone we all know. "And now our destiny is laid out for us."
"Holly?" Vanesse was shocked at the voices she heard. "Holly, you mustn't give into this foolishness. You don't even believe in vampires."
"Oh, but I love vampires. In fact, I'm half vampire." Holly's evil side walked around the stone platform and traced her fingers around its edges. "At night, I'm simply a bloodsucker. The way it's meant to be!"
"What?" The captive girl grew confused as her surroundings joined in on one huge cackle.
"Are we ready?" Asked Altesse, Holly waved her off. Altesse took an empty vile, a knife and a necklace with a medallion set with the same markings found on Vanesse's stomach, and the floor. Altesse passed the knife and vile to Holly. She pricked Vanesse's skin, where the spirals came to a circle, right below her bellybutton, and drew massive amounts of blood; overflowing the vile. Vanesse screamed as they began their rituals.
Altesse chanted words about, fulfilling a spell. Until a crash came onto the door, "Vanesse!" Dean shouted as he kicked at the door, forcing it downwards.
Altesse flew in his way, "Hello, pretty boy." Altesse took Dean by the shoulders and cornered him. She was surprisingly strong. They went into a never-ending battle; the weight of someone's life on his shoulders seemed to give Dean much more strength to fight against the vampire holding him down.
While Altesse kept the spare busy, Holly quickly closed the vile full of blood and threw it on the ground, right at the point of the spirals engraved in the stone floor. She took the necklace that was lying by and held it over the marking, chanting words.
Dean kicked Altesse against a wall, hitting her head against it. As she lay, unsteady for a few moments, Dean quickly kicked at the wooden door he had broken down, breaking off a small stake of wood. He raged at her sticking the stake of wood straight ahead.
Altesse ducked out of the way with a scream, "Hurry up!" She yelled.
Holly chanted more words, until a red flash of light came. A great look of satisfactions came upon Holly's face, "Avec vous." She shouted, pointing two fingers at Dean. He went flying backwards onto a brick wall. "Let's go."
