It was getting dark so Jomo had a small keychain flashlight and turned it on. He walked down the hall..he felt cold and a shiver going up his spine. Jomo kept walking but heard some yelling and sreaming. Jomo walked to the door that was cracked opened. Jomo walked up and looked through the crack. A man who was only in his boxers, hands and ankles was chained down was lying on the table and next to him was two other men.

Heath: Oh Wade! You shouldn't have. He's perfect. *runs his fingers down the man's chest*

Wade: I knew you would like it. *smirks*

Alberto: Please...Please..just let me go. I..I..didn't mean no harm. *scared to death and watches Heath*

Wade: Yeah you said that but you didn't mean it when you was hitting on me and feeling up on me at the club while drunk. *glares at the man*

Alberto: Please! Let me go! I want to go home! Just let me go and I not going to bother you again..I swear!

Wade: I think its really too late for that.

Alberto: PLEASE! *cries*

Heath: Aww Wade..*strokes Alberto's head* You made him cry.

Wade: So? And I care why?

Heath: Wade...we don't play with our food emotionally. It'll make it spoil.

Wade: *sighs*

Jomo: *mouths* Food?

Alberto: Food? *panics* W...What are you talking about?

Heath: *covered Alberto's mouth with a cloth* Shhh..it will be all over soon. *looks at Wade*

Wade: Ready baby?

Heath: *nods with a smirk*

Wade smirked as his and Heath eyes turned into red evil eyes. They looked down at Alberto and hissed evilly. Jomo covered his mouth. He was right. Vampires does exists! Wade and Heath drawed out their fangs. Alberto was freaking out. He was squarming on the table but Wade pressed his hand down on Alberto's stomach. Alberto froze in fear. He was done for. Wade bend down and thrust his fangs into Alberto's neck as Heath sank his fangs down into Alberto's left peck. Alberto screamed through the cloth. Jomo tries to hold in the gasps that was stuck in his throat. He couldn't believe what he was witnessing. Slowly but surely, Alberto's life was being drained before his eyes. Jomo didn't want to watch nomore so while Heath and Wade was getting their fill, he slowly back away from the door but his back pressed up against a door and the door opened up while Jomo fell through. Jomo fell down some stairs before looking around the room.

Jomo: OMG!

John and Randy was in Randy's room. John just got out of the bathroom while Randy was getting ready to get in the bed. John walked up to randy and gave him a small kiss on the lips.

Randy: *smiles* And what was that for?

John: For being perfect.

Randy: I'm not perfect.

John: You are to me.

Randy: *kissed John* I love you.

John: I love you too.

Randy: Good. Now get your pretty self in bed. *tapped John's butt*

John: *laughs* Demanding are we?

Randy: No just impaticent to get you into bed and in my..

Randy stopped as his ear twitched. He heard a yell from the west wing. Randy turned his eyes into slits as he felt a unwanted pressance there. It wasn't the same one he felt eariler cause he knew that was Wade and Heath doing but it was someone different. Randy growled under his breath as John watched his lover with worry.

John: Randy..what's wrong?

Randy: Nothing. Stay here.

John: But..

Randy: I'll be back John-John. *kissed John once again and walked out his door*

John: *sighed and laid down. Unaware that it was his best friend was in danger*

As soon as Randy closed the door, His eyes turned ino his hunting yellow eyes with the black slits. Whoever was trespassing on Randy's property was going to get delt with. Randy hissed and in a split second, he was going towards the west wing where Jomo was at. Jomo got up and explore the room. It was like a dungen look with tourches lit everywhere and three coffins was in the middle of the room. Above those coffins on the wall was three paintings. Two of them belonged to Heath and Wade and the one in the middle was the bigger one. The figure was sitting on his throne, with his legs crossed, one arm on his lap, the other one was on the arm rest while his forearm was up and his head was resting on a balled fist. His eyes was in their hunting colors. The man was looking evil. Jomo gasps at the name of the figure.

Jomo: Count Randal Keith Orton. *shocked and shook his head while looking at the paintings* I knew it! I was right! Randy is a vampire but a Count at worse. *sigh and pulled out his phone* John is in trouble and I'm going to help him. I just need my proof.

Jomo started to take photos on his phone of the room, paintings and the coffins. He also searched for more proof. Jomo smiled at the fact that he was right and the gang was going to feel stupid. Once he got enough proof, Jomo put his phone in his pocket and was about to leave but stumbles over a book.

Jomo: What's this...*picks up the book and start scanning through it* It looks like a diary or some sort. *Jomo kept looking through but stop at a photo* O...M...G...*reads it* Sir Jonathan Anthony...but...he looks like..John. Maybe if I read a entry.

1st Entry: September 20, 1814,

Today is mine and Jonathan's 3 year anniversary. 3 years has gone by already. Funny hoe time flies when you're with that special person to spend it with. Today, I'm going to ask Jonathan for his hand and spend the rest of his life with me. I love him and I'll do anything for him. Wish me luck and I hope he say yes. My angel Jonathan..Soon my love..we'll be together forever.

Jomo: Wow. So Jonathan is or was Randy's lover at the time. *reads the next entry*

2nd entry: Feburary 8, 1815,

Jonathon just left to visit his family in the next town. I miss him already. I can't wait until his return. Him and I are to wed soon and I can't wait to say I do to him. Him and I will be forever and we'll love each other forever. Jonathan, my love hurry back to me.

Jomo continues to read.

3rd entry: Feburary 22, 1815,

It has been two weeks since I saw or heard from my love Jonathon. I grow worry to what's is going on. He should be back by now. Its not like him to disappear and leave me. He wouldn't do that to me. He loves me and I love him. I'm going out to look for him. Something could have happen to him. Don't worry Jonathon, my beautiful angel, I'm coming for you.

Jomo flips the page to another entry.

4th entry: Jonathan is DEAD! My beautiful angel is DEAD! Why did I let him leave alone! I shouldn't have let him go alone! Oh god! Why? Why did you take my love away from me! We was going to wed and spend the rest of our lives together and you took him away from me! Revenge! I'm going to get revenge for my love! Jonathon...my heart..my soul..my life...my world...I'm going to find who did this to you and they'll pay. THEY'LL PAY!

Jomo: *closed the book* That's explains it. Randy thinks John is Jonathan's recarnation..but..if that's true...how come Randy hasn't turn John yet.

While Jomo was thinking, he didn't know a pair of yellow eyes was watching him.