"Is all you do is sleep?"

Santana blinked and looked up at Quinn who was currently standing outside the door, she glances down the hall for a moment before focusing on the blonde in front of her. "I'm sorry that I'm human and need my eight hours. You should try it sleeping that is, instead of having sex with your sister nonstop. I should also note, that you standing outside my door and waiting for me is creepy. I get it you are a vampire, you get to be dark and mysterious. That's fine, don't do it with me."

Quinn tilted her head slightly for a moment, "Noted, now come along there is much to do."

"I thought I was supposed to be Charlie's apprentice or squire or whatever, I didn't think I was going to keep following you around like a—"

"Pet. Which is what you are. Now hurry it up before I decide to get a leash." Quinn interrupted, clearly bored as she looked at her nails. "We don't have all day, and if I miss any of the festivities, there will be hell to pay."

Santana scowled at Quinn, "You are not putting a leash on me," she snaps at Quinn who merely smiles in response. She wasn't going to play this stupid game with her any more. She needed to start putting her foot down so that they knew this wasn't stupid joke. "No."

"No?"

"I'm not going. I'm going to get something to eat, then I'm going to the library to get a book to read and stay out of your vampire business. After yesterday I deserve some off time. No dead bodies, no getting involved in vampire politics, no dealing with you ripping people's heads off. I just want a nice quiet day that's not filled with death and destruction."

"That's unfortunate."

"Why? Because you don't give a shit what I want?" Santana asked throwing up her hands in frustration.

"I don't. However, that's not why I said it was unfortunate. It's unfortunate because Charlie is choosing who her squire is going to be. I assumed that it was something that would interest you, I doubt your eyes could keep up. But my sister requested your presence and I don't seem to have a reason to deny her." Quinn crossed her arms as she studied Santana.

"I said no?"

"Well perhaps my sister will find that response acceptable, I personally do not." Quinn smiles before linking her arm with Santana's and leading her away from the suite. "It's a beautiful day as well, staying cooped up inside for the festivities that simply won't do. Don't worry they'll all be leaving soon, when they do you can spend your days reading."

"You spent most of yesterday torturing a man. That might be perfectly normal day for you Quinn, but after yesterday I need a day to decompress. I think I've earned that—"

The doors to the manor burst open, sending pieces of wood flying everywhere as a body slams against the staircase with a sickening thud. It takes a moment before the body slowly slides down, leaving a trail of blood where the body had once been.

Almost immediately Santana ducks behind Quinn who seems quite upset by the state of affairs before sighing, "See, I told you that we needed to hurry. My sister has the patience of a gnat."

Santana stumbled back on the foyer as that black shadow suddenly appeared underneath the vampire in question and a shadow hand suddenly appeared and grabbed him by the ankles. Dragging him back out of the manor. "This is exactly what I don't want! She's going to kill him!"

"Relax, Charlie hasn't accidentally killed anyone in centuries. Not since Sue found us. She's just scaring him."

"Scaring him? She's scaring me!" Santana hissed at Quinn. She winces when the vampire starts to scream as he's dragged away. "What is that? Why can you both do it. I mean the other vampires seem to be terrified of it."

Quinn flicks her eyes to Santana for a moment before smiling, "You don't want to know."

"If I didn't want to know I wouldn't have asked." Santana crinkles her nose slightly, "You don't know exactly yourself? Do you?"

Quinn raised a brow, "No, we have our suspicions. I personally, am not a fan of using these abilities, whereas Charlie has more or less mastered them. That's why she's a knight and I was a bishop." Quinn hummed as she moved and picked Santana up, ignoring how she kicks. "We are not like the others, you know that. There are times when we're not quite sure that we're even vampires." Quinn admits as she moves using her speed to get to where she wanted to be.

Santana spits out some of her hair that had managed to get in her mouth, she immediately shoves herself away from Quinn and frowns when she lands roughly, only to find strong arms wrapped around her tightly. She freezes hoping that it's Charlie, but the body against her is definitely taller than both of the twins. Which meant that it could only be one person

"Hey little Duck," Brittany murmurs into her ear.

Santana inhaled sharply and tries to pull away from Brittany, and looks at Quinn for a bit of help. "I still don't want to become a vampire."

"Are you sure? There are so many things that you can do that you can't do now. You could have so much fun. I can make the entire process enjoyable for you," Brittany murmurs leaning in to kiss Santana's neck.

Santana immediately tensed up and closes her eyes before she feels Brittany being ripped off her. She stumbles forward into Quinn's waiting arms. She turns to look at Brittany ready to rip into her about personal space only to swallow when she sees Charlie. She was used to seeing Charlie with an amused smile on her face. Even when she was clearly annoyed, Charlie was still smiling. She had never seen Charlie angry. Even now she was sure that she hadn't seen Charlie angry, she was sure that Charlie had skipped to that emotion.

Brittany glanced down at the blade that hugged her neck and leans back into Charlie's side from where she was currently on her knees, "Come on Chuck, you know I was just playing around." Brittany grimaces slightly when the curved blade draws blood. She instead turns to Quinn, "Quinn, make her stop the violence."

Quinn studied Santana carefully for a moment, making sure that she was okay before pulling away and adjusting her fancy coat and studying Brittany for a moment. She knew all eyes were currently on her and Charlie. "I'm aware that you may all be guests in our home, but I was certain that I made sure that you all knew that my pet was off limits. So, in case you haven't realized it Brittany you're on your own."

Brittany sighed at this before gripping onto Charlie's arm and adjusting herself so she could break the hold and immediately flashed farther away from Charlie, crinkling her nose. "I don't actually want to fight you Chuck," her eyes widen and she ducks out of the way as a blade tries to take her head off. "Chuck."

Quinn hummed after a moment and looked at her nails, "I'd apologize."

Brittany turned dodging another blow from Charlie and stumbling back, touching her cheek where Charlie had cut her, it wasn't deep but it was enough to get her eyes to narrow, and she scowls at Charlie. She moves immediately twisting her body to slam into Charlie forcing her to take a step back. Her fangs slipping out as her eyes went black.

Santana gripped onto Quinn's arm. "This. This is what I didn't want, make it stop. Please."

Quinn flicked her eyes towards Charlie and Brittany, watching as they clashed. Brittany had always won in agility but Charlie's power was unparalleled. Stepping between them would be a pain in the ass. "Charlie—you're upsetting your pet," Quinn informed her twin who stopped moving and turned to them. The rage disappearing from her face as she smiles at Santana.

It's the distraction that Brittany needs to slam her fist through Charlie's chest, gripping causing gasps as Charlie slumps forward. "I didn't want to hurt you Chuck," she says sadly.

Santana screams in shock as Charlie's blood splatters across her face. She barely feels Quinn moving her out of the way as she stares as Brittany drops Charlie's body. "Oh god. Oh, my fucking god." Charlie was dead, no vampire could survive getting their heart ripped out and it was all because she had insisted that they stop fucking around. She shouldn't have distracted her—Quinn was going to kill her.

Quinn grimaces slightly as she nudges her twin with her foot, "Sue was right you have gotten fat and lazy. I did warn you that all that sugar wasn't good for you."

Santana whips her head to stare at Quinn in shock, "No vampire can survive getting their heart ripped out."

Brittany smiles at Santana, "No regular vampire, little duck." Brittany corrects. "But even getting their hearts ripped out will stop them."

Quinn continues to nudge Charlie with her foot, completely unimpressed. "Hurry up and heal, this is bordering on pathetic."

Santana stumbles back when Charlie suddenly snaps up and takes a large gasp of air that startles her. It takes her a moment to realize that the hole in her chest had completely sealed over. "Fuck don't do that!"

Charlie turns to her, her pupils dilating in an eerie fashion as she stares at Santana for a moment before lunging at her.

Quinn moves quickly placing her knee in Charlie's back holding her twin down as Blaine suddenly appeared in front of them holding a blood pack. With a bit of effort, she forces her twin's head back as Blaine empties the contents into her mouth. The blood splatters all over the floors and Quinn grunts as Charlie tries to buck her off. "Now, now, you're the one that doesn't drink as much blood as you should. So, take your medicine. We don't drink without permission," she reminds her. Gently stroking Charlie's head as her sister calms down. It takes a moment longer before Charlie groans slightly and Quinn releases her letting Charlie's head hit the ground. "No more sugar Charlie, you're on a diet."

Santana stares as Charlie flips Quinn off. She wasn't doing this today. "I'm going back to my room."

"Santana—"

"Little Duck."

"No. No. For fucks sakes, I'm not meant for all this blood and guts and blood hitting me in the face. I'm so tired of all the death and destruction. So, I'm going back to my room and I'm going to pretend that my life is still normal. That I'm not being held hostage by some crazy demonic vampires, who don't give a shit about my feelings about things. They don't respect my personal space, they want to turn me into a murderer, and I can't do it. So, I'm taking my week." Santana snaps twitching, she was so tired of all the horror and all the shit that the vampires put her through. Without another word, she turns and storms off.