Author's Note: Thank you to all for the wonderful reviews! This story has really surprised me in its popularity and interest.
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With his mind, London turned Carlito's machete into fire. Carlito quickly panicked and dropped the machete. London moved out of the way before the machete dropped. Carlito shook his hand and watched London mentally move the machete and made it dissipate. Carlito was dumbfounded as he watched London's tricks. "How did you do that?" He asked.
"Yeah, like I'm really going to tell you." London smirked.
Within seconds, the other Brood members were flying out of the apartment complex. The all landed hard on the street pavement in front of Carlito. Nitro and Melina walked out, wearing smiles. Trish was standing behind them, carrying her duffel bags.
"If you want more, come and get some." Melina dared.
Lilian and Jeff helped pick up Stacy while Carlito stood in front of the Brood. "This isn't over, punks." He warned.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." London waved a hand at him. "You might want to do something about your lack of clothing."
"My lack of clothing?" Carlito looked down. To his surprise, him and the other members of the Brood were bare naked. The quickly ran for cover and disappeared into the night. Nitro and Melina gathered Trish's belongings and escorted her to the SUV while London got into the driver's seat.
After being through a tortuous night, Trish sighed as she tried to grasp what happened in the past 24 hours of her life. She found out that her lover and his friends were vampires. Her best friend was turned into a vampire by her boyfriend's enemies. And above all, she was the hunted and it seemed like everyone wanted her dead.
Nitro turned towards Trish in the backseat. "How are you feeling?"
Trish shook her head as she ran a hand through her blonde hair. "I think I need to take a nap."
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Melina, Trish, Nitro, and London walked into the home after a weary night of fighting. Dave, Rock, and Taker got up from the dining room table and greeted The Family. Trish immediately ran over to Dave and embraced him. "I missed you." She whispered.
Dave wrapped his arms around Trish's back and held her tight. "I missed you, too, Honey."
Rock walked over to Nitro, London and Melina. "How did it go?" He asked.
London smiled as he remembered the last few moments of the standoff. While he wasn't particularly happy of almost being decapitated by Carlito, London's big payoff was seeing the nice set of tits Lilian and Stacy had. "Oh, it was entertaining." He beamed.
"Sick-ass pervert." Melina shook her head.
London rolled his eyes. "Was that supposed to be insulting? I think I have the wall decorations to prove your point."
Melina shook her head and turned her attention to Rock. "It's far from over. They got Stacy."
"Of course, they did." Rock smirked. "Was Edge there?"
"Surprisingly, no." Nitro said with a questionable look on his face. "I'm not sure where he went to."
Taker didn't blink twice hearing the news. Edge was known to always plan ahead and conspire whenever it was convenient for him. And there wasn't a doubt in Taker's mind that Edge probably had around-the-clock surveillance on the home. "Oh, I have a few ideas."
Trish pulled away from Dave upon hearing Taker's voice. She turned towards his direction and walked over to him. "You were the one that fixed my bike." She said.
"Yes, I was." Taker nodded. "Welcome to the Family."
Trish motioned for him to bend to her level and he complied. Trish surprised him by giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you."
Taker smiled. "You're welcome."
Members of the Family looked at each other. For the first time that anyone can remember, Taker smiled. Even when he threatened someone, he never so much blinked an eye. "What's that?" Nitro whispered to Melina and London.
"It looks like a…smile." Rock replied. All four then cocked their heads to the side. "How about that?" They said in unison.
"Actually…" Trish turned towards Taker. "Can I talk to you and Dave for a minute?"
The Family looked amongst each other with questionable looks on their faces. They were confused as to what Trish could want to speak to Taker about. Even Dave was wondering what was going on. "Sure, right this way." Taker walked towards the library.
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Taker and Dave led Trish to the library. Taker motioned her to sit in front at a nearby table and he sat across from her while Dave sat beside her. "I need to ask you both for permission." Trish said quietly.
"For?" Taker asked.
"I want to wait a while before I get turned. I just need time to think about this. Can I at least have some time to think and get acquainted?" She explained.
"I understand your concern but time is running out for you. The Brood is gunning for you." Taker replied.
"I know and I know how serious the situation is. But you can't expect me to turn like that?" Trish snapped her fingers. "I need time to process all of this. At least let me learn about The Family and possibly get prepared for what's going to happen."
Dave and Taker nodded. Trish was right; she needed more time and they both understood. Even Dave silently admitted that Trish wasn't mentally or emotionally prepared for what was to come. But time was seriously creeping away from them. "Okay, I have a solution." Taker stated.
Trish grabbed Dave's hand for security. "Yes?"
"You'll have two weeks. But you are to never leave this home at any time, you got that? That even means going out for some fresh air. Any chance the Brood has to get to you, they will take. I'll talk to the kids about what's going on and I'll instruct each one of them to have a one-on-one session with you."
Trish looked over at Dave and nodded in agreement. "Okay."
"But you only have two weeks. I strongly suggest you use that time wisely. Two weeks from today, you're getting turned—bottom line, no debate." Taker said sternly.
"And what about my job and school?" Trish asked.
"You're quitting and dropping out." Dave replied.
"Okay." Trish bent her head down as she slowly began to accept her fate. Two weeks wasn't nearly enough for her; she felt as if she needed much more time. But the one thing she has gathered from the Family was that there was never room for debate when it came to Taker. "Well, I do have one more request?"
"Go ahead." Taker replied.
"If I have to quit my job, could you do me a huge favor?"
"Depends on what it is." He replied.
"Could you kill my boss?" Trish asked.
Dave remembered the first time he met Randy. He would've shrugged off the first meeting as a first bad impression if it wasn't for the fact that every subsequent encounter proved how much of an asshole Randy really was. From security guards refusing Dave entry into the bar to Randy making Trish work in new "uniforms" consisting of a barely hanging on bikini and halter tops, Dave has been itching for payback.
"Gladly." Dave replied.