"No fuckin way! That's fucked up! My babies' were father by Craig Minh! I don't know what's goin on here exactly, but you guys are really startin to sound nuts!"
"Lena listen, they're not crazy and neither am I. All that stuff you overheard was real. Vampires do exist, and Dracula, or Drake as he's called now, wants you for some reason. The whole Craig thing is the only reasonable explanation I can think of as to why."
Lena frowned at hher brother before turning to King and Blade and asking, "What have you done to my brother? You guys must've brainwashed him or somethin. He's the more reasonable and logical of the two of us yet he's fallen for all your psycho bullshit. I don't know how you did it, but I won't let you do the same to me." With that she ran upstairs slamming the door behind her. The three men stood there stunned for a moment until they heard the front door slam shut also.
"We've got to get her! She's not safe on her own!" Nicky started towards the stairs, but was stopped be Blade grabbing onto the back ofhis shirt.
"Don't. If we chase her down now, then she's not gonna get the chance to fully absorb everything that she's heard. She just needs time."
"Fuck that, He's right we gotta get her back now. What if somethin happens to her out there? It's almost nightfall now." King grabbed his jacket andhad loaded himself up with weapons before Blade could stop him. "I refuse to let that bastard kill another innocent person on my watch."
"Look, you two stay here. I'll track her down and make sure nothin happens to her. Will that make you feel any better?"
Both of the younger men grunted and nodded in unison obviously unsatisfied with the turn of events. Nicky frowned and said, "You better not let anyone lay one finger on her or there's definetely gonna be hell to pay."
"You have no idea," King muttered under his breath.
Blade armed himself with his sword and two guns and left the house.
Lena was three blocks away from the three story victorian style house that was the Nightstalkers' hide out when she realized that night had fallen while she was walking. Looking around at the quiet secluded neighborhood that she was in Lena figured she'd be okay until she figured how to rescue Nicky from the people at the house. She didn't even want to think about how she'd undo the damage they'd done to his mind. Oh Nicky, how could you so easily fall for something like this? Just because a man says he's our real dad and knows a few things about our family doesn't mean you have tobelieve everything he says. You're lettin thisnutjob tear us apart with his crazy ideas. Ugh, and King, that bastard lead me on. lettin me think he might actually like me and care for me givin the chance. I just wanna scream. He seemed like such a great guy, well at least he seemed cool. How come all the guys I really think I could like or end up fallen for turn out to be fucked up in the head? Urrrgh, I'm just so fuckin tired of all these guys and their bullshit! Igotta to quit goin for the macho type and start lookin for a real man. One who's actually in touch with his feelings, not one who hides behind his muscles. If this shit keeps up I'm gonna give up on guys all together. I know Jess'll be willin to start things back up. She was so fuckin hot I don't know why I stopped seein-
"Aaaaaah!" A bloodcurdling scream from a darkened alley brought Lena's attention to her surroundings and she realized that she had left the neighborhood and ended up on adeserted street in a slighty seedy looking part of town. Looking worriedly over her shoulder she heard another scream and female shouting out stop and no repeatedly at the top of her lungs. Knowing that she couldn't in good conscience let a possible rape go on without doing somethingLena turned towards the screaming down the alleyway. There at the end of the alley a young woman stood pressed against a brick wall with a tall man at her throat. There was blood all on hershreddedblouse and she was sobbing pitifully, tears and make-up running down her beautiful face with her blonde hair in a tangled mess. Her green eyes landed on Lena and she gasped out in a hoarse, desperate voice, "Please, help me...please."
Lena shouted at the man, "Leave her alone now! I'm calling the cops!"
The man turned his head sharply and bared fang-like canines at Lena with blood dripping down his mouth growling low in the back of his throat before turning back to his attack on the young woman in his hands.
"I mean it! You better stop now!"
The man let go of the young blonde and she slid to the ground as her knees gave out. He turned slowly to face Lena and the next thing she knew he was standing right in front of her holding her by the lapels of her jacket.
Lena whimpered as she stared at the bloody, menacing, fanged face in front of her before her whole world went dark.
Blade caught up with Lena just in time the see her in the hands of a vampire. He scanned the situation and noticed that Lena's eyes had turned completely black, just like when she was in the bathroom, right before another vampire swooped in and dusted the vampire attacking Lena. This strange vampire had on a red velvet overcoat with shoulder length blonde hair and peircingly blue eyes. He picked Lena up as she went limp and looked directly into Blade's eyes through Blade's sunglasses as if daring him to attack before vanishing as if never been there before. Blade jumped down from the rooftop that he'd been watching from and picked up the young woman in the alley, taking her back to the house.
King, Nicky, Abby, Jared, Eric, and Tommy were all sitting in the kitchen talking about what they should do next when Blade walked into the house with the pale, unconscious, blonde in his arms. Nicky, Abby, and King all jumped to their feet and began shouting all at once. Blade lowered his eyebrows and removed his sunglasses glaring at the the three of them. Both King and Abby grew silent and sat back down leaving Nicky to face Blade alone. "Don't look at me like I fucked up. You were supposed to be protectin my sister not some random stranger. Where's Lena? What the HELL were you thinkin? You shoulda just letus bring her back here by force. What the FUCK happened?"
Blade just turned and left the room taking the young woman in his arms into the infirmary and strapping her to the bed. He injected her witha grayish-yellow fluid that made her body jerk involuntarily and once he was sure that shewas done squirming turned around to exit the room. He was stopped by Nicky standing in the doorway with Abby and King right behind him. "Move," he said glaring at his son.
"Not until you tell me where my sister is."
"I don't know," Blade said solemnly, "but I plan on findin out. Now, move."
Lena's eyelids fluttered open, but she squeezed them shut immedialtely against the glaring light in the room. Curling instinctivly into a ball to protect the lives developing in her womb she slowly blinked open her eyes to check out her surroundings. Looking around as soon as her vision cleared up she realized that she was in an exquisite room decorated and furnished in dark burgundy and red satins and silks. Sitting up she saw that what had seemed like a glaring light at first was in reality just an ornate bedside lamp in the shape of three winged cherubs around a large chalice. The bed she was laying in was a huge circular bed made up with red and black silk sheets and burgundy and black satin pillows. "Where am I?" she asked herself softly wondering if she might still be dreaming.
A strikingly gorgeous man walked into the room. He was about 6 feet tall with shoulder length blonde hair, peircingly pale blue eyes, high cheekbones, and abs that would make a nun drool. Instead of turning Lena off his unusually pale skin and eyes are what drew her attention more than anything. He was shirtless with only a pair of well fitting old-English style velour pants. "How are you feeling? Do you hurt anywhere?"
"No, not really. My head aches and my back's kinda sore, but that's all. Ummm, do I know you?"
Sensuous laughter rippled through the room as the man responded, "No, I just have one of those faces."
Lena frowned as she sat up slowly then shivered and pulled the long, silk, black robe she was wearing closed tighter. "No, that's not it," she said softly, "I've seen you somewhere before. I just can't place it. Honestly, there's a lot I can't place. Like my name, or the names of all the faces in my dreams. I'm sorry, I'm rambling. This is all just so confusing." With that she pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her forehead on them with a soft sigh.
Lestat looked at the sorrowful figure sitting on his bed and frowned before leaving the room quietly.