Diana had thrown caution to the wind and put her daughter first arriving moments after she had sped off in Paul's car. "Alexa!" She called to the area. Scanning her surrounds, there was no movement, at least Alexa had gotten away then, she shrugged her shoulders. Turing back to her ship's doors. "Iieeeegh!" A shrill screech came from the thing impaled on the fence far away, it flailed as it tried to pull it's body up from the spikes. Screaming and wailing in frustration. The ancient alien was taken aback, the vampire really did have pink hair, they were usually stuck in their centuries or once created they turned their backs on the sun forever, choosing a more gothic ascetic reviling in the romanticism of vampirism, or went for a natural appearance to make it easier to lure unsuspecting prey. She hopped back inside her craft, collecting two small syringes one of extremely potent space elephant tranquilliser, administering it professionally to the writhing figure, the other empty, until she took a sample from the other side of the creatures body, as it calmed down. She skipped back. What compound should she try first? Would her Alexa need any bandages?

Paul avoid their eyes. Lex and Di were waiting, just looking. The first furious, the other expectant, both focused on him. "That eh, was my sister." he managed to get out. "You've got to be kidding me." "I knew it!" The two exclaimed over each other, the dark teenager glared at them both. "More information please."

"We have the same parents." He said simply, the rest was none of their business. "I gathered that part! How are you both stronger than to other vampires?" Lex slammed her fists on the old oak dining table, leaving small dents. Paul furrowed his brows, squinting, how do I put this "Our parents are vampires. We're just like them, so I never thought we were that different."

Diana perked up even more. "You were born a vampire?" Her eyes sparkled, Paul caught his breath, ready to tell her everything. "Yes I know they weren't at some point, but it's complicated, my mom had something like an argument with Hades…" He stopped himself, telling them too much could be bad for everyone. And they could even find out things he never wants to know. The little alien scientist could be capable of anything. "More importantly, my sister has been told to kill you, Lex." Simple facts, marv.

"By the same person who sent you?" Lex was like a dog with a bone, focused of squeezing the marrow of the information out.

"Yes."

"Who is?"

"Our father." Paul gulped painfully, his papa was really something else, but his creator. He could see his Diana's brain had been whirling. "Is your father the king of the vampires? The creator of the vampires? Are you Dracula's son? The next prince of darkness or whatever he called himself?"

"Drac? No my older brother." A small sad smile crept over his lips.

"Count Dracula is your brother?" Lex sunk back into her seat, leaning into her hand. "This is getting ridiculous."

"He was my half-brother, I never met him. Now Zoe is the one who's dangerous." Paul was trying to keep them focused, clapping hands together under the table. He wished he could shake them both. "Why does she have pink hair, it's awfully gareish?" Diana asked, even more off on one. "Tell me about it, she loves attention, and Daddy's attention more than anything. You understand…?" He inflected hard. "I think you both need to disappear. I can lead a trail in a different direction." And thought of a plan that would be good for everyone.

"You've just openly admitted she's extremely dangerous! All I want to know is how to destroy her otherwise she will slaughter people on a whim like today." The hunter burst out.

"She did that to lure you out. Also destroy my sister? She is my sister."

"To lure me out, how much did you tell her about me? Us?"

"Don't blame me, you messed up! It took me a single day to find you, and she's far more ruthless."

Diana nodded in agreement. "I think we have stayed in the same place for too long." She voiced. They'd stayed for an extended amount of time so Alexa could take standardised tests, but it had always been a risk to stay in one place for so long. She had decided to wait to watch her graduation, but this was a too worrying development.

"We are not going anywhere."

"You really should, she's a nutter. "

"I concur. Alexa start packing this instant."

"No!" Her daughter growled, at the top of her lungs.

"D is not here so I make the rules and we are going young lady!"

"Exactly! You may have forgotten you uncle, but if we leave, leave a false trail, how could he ever find us? We need a plan to take this vampire out, or trap her. And if neither of you are going to help me I better get onto it!" With a violent screech of her withdrawing chair, she stormed out.

"I keep on messing up further and further." Diana slumped back into her chair, her posture revealing her true age, and how tired of this parenting lark she was.

"Is there a way, to get D to come and tell her that it's fine to leave?" Paul put forward, eagerly.

"What?" she questioned, lost in thought again.

"You have a time machine."

"Noone can be in the same place twice, that's the first rule."

"That's where I come in." Paul smiled, all spiked teeth, to time travel and beyond!

Alexa had always put a lot of pressure on herself, and one of the perks of having a destiny meant she at least knew the direction to pressure herself. She had to stop this, 'Paullita' from hurting anyone else. But she had realised from living in close quarters with Paul for the last month, she couldn't yet, she had found nothing that truly hurt him. Even her multiple shots to the banshee's head and heart hadn't fazed Paul as he picked her up, or maybe their familiar relationship was that awful he didn't care?

He had survived garlic, lemon juice, anti-coagulant EDTA, lime juice, holy water, sulphuric acid, bleach, and blessed bread in the food; a stake to the heart; and a slice to the neck that she surely had cut it clean off but he caught it and placed it back on, with nothing but a 'Ow! Watch it, that knife is pretty big.' Then went back to looking back into the suspicious duck pond. She had even tried a fair few ways that would kill any living thing, including tried to suffocate him in an unconscious state with a pillow, set multiple blood bags draining him dry of blood, and when that didn't work she'd fed it back to him. Was she looking at it in the wrong way? Every other vampire she had ever come across simply needed a quick poke of the heart and 'poof' simples. She started searching through her arsenal, there were a lot of weapons she had yet to implement in a vampire's destruction but since the fire breather, herself an D had come to the agreement that learning how to use say a chainsaw, wouldn't be a bad thing. She had yet to try the least subtle methods of dismembering on Paul because, whatever she shouted she did respect Diana and that the small woman liked and trusted him somehow. She had the flamethrower, chainsaw, bazooka, and C4s to try.

Now for the strategy! She leapt up the stairs carrying her extensive gear, taking up D's no Diana's position at the monitors. There had to be a way to sneak up on this creature, she would probably have to follow all it's movements until she had a semblance of a den and schedule. I was going to be a long night.

Zoe loomed over the teenager fast asleep on a keyboard, mouse in hand. That was too easy, she had such utter confidence in her combat abilities that she didn't check for a tracker. Poor child. She pulled up the hunter's chin between her two fingers, must be absolutely pooped healing from the wounds she'd inflicted. Zoe thought about ending her now, one little slice could do it. No… she had pinned the her on the top of a fence, it had been excruciating, straightening the poles then wrenching herself off. The little brat had to pay, and so did her little brother in his failure to complete his task in the first place. How would she do it, how would she push his buttons? Teach him a lesson for forgetting about his family responsibilities. She stabbed a dirty double syringe of gamma-hydroxybutrate into the girls neck, she smelled strange far to much tea-tree, not worth the bite, but the dual pin pricks would we worth the look of failure on her face.