"Allura! My love! No!" Keith's strained voice resignated through the crypt and his face twisted in a grimace that displayed his pain and anguish. Putting his fist to his mouth, he stifled the cry that wanted to burst from his throat. The princess of Arus lay in supine repose, her arms resting and crossed over her body with her thick waves of blonde hair still lively and golden as it spilled over her shoulders and onto her chest. With her eyes closed, Keith wondered if they were to open, would there be any life in them? Her face was pale, her skin bluish-tinged and cold as she lay dressed in a pale nightgown as though in slumber. Thinking the princess looked quite like death, he and the others forced themselves to think otherwise and that she was just asleep. It was impossible to fathom that beyond her beauty and serenity in the coffin, she would rise and turn on them like a monster.

As he wistfully stared at Keith who was hunched over fighting back tears, Lance broke into his own sobs at the sight of his friend's struggle. He turned away from Keith and Hunk and Pidge, guilt and anger stinging him as he had not ever wished this on his best friend.

Kneeling down next to the open casket, Keith looked just like he did that day he first met Allura on the steps. Taking her hand in his, he attempted to warm it with both of his before he placed a loving on it and then one on her forehead. "I love you so much, my love," he whispered as tears streamed down his cheeks and onto hers. His other hand hung by his side still clenched tightly into a fist.

"She's not gone Keith. We can save her." Pidge said barely above a whisper and very innocently, yet with hope in his voice. Lance who was listening to Pidge cupped the back of his neck while stretching it as though composing himself as best as he could. After hearing Pidge's words, Hunk's brown eyes looked meekly at Keith who did not look up from Allura, but they did notice him give a slight nod.

It was several moments before Keith finally got to his feet, straightened up before wiping his eyes with the back of his hand and then decided it was time to leave Allura's coffin and fight, the quest to find the head vampire gripping him.

"I'm ready guys," he said after a few long slow breaths. "We don't have much time before she and the others begin their attacks."

"Look Keith, it's almost dusk and we really need another weapon again these vampires and that is holy water. I think we have just enough time to run down to the church and get some before they do all wake up and attack," Hunk proposed. "Pidge and I can be quick," he stated.

"Alright," Keith replied after a few moments of intense silence, "but hurry back. If anyone asks, do not tell them what's going on here." Keith warned sternly.

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Hunk and Pidge together in Yellow had arrived in the field just behind the church. As they quickly entered the back entrance to the church, they gravitated immediately to two porcelain statues of angels holding out wings filled with holy water. They pulled out two canteens along with four squirt guns and filled them full of the water. As they quickly neared the door of the back of the church to make a quick escape back to Yellow and back to the castle, they heard a deep voice call out from behind.

"What are you doing here boys?"

As they slowly turned around, they were nearly staring into the pale face of the parish priest who opened his mouth in slow motion to reveal the sharp vampire-like fangs and his eyes began to glow an amber-yellow.

"Ahhh!" Hunk and Pidge yelled together as they scrambled frantically out of the church to get back to the yellow lion and slamming the heavy wooden doors behind them. Dusk had fallen and a few stars were visible in the sky. It was nearly night and they knew the vampire madness was unfolding. This was it. They needed to get back to Keith and Lance.

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The ten minute trek back to the castle seemed more like ten hours and Pidge and Hunk were breathless by the time they met up with Keith and Lance in the control room.

"It's starting! There, there was a priest.., a priest in the church! He..he's a vampire!" they proclaimed in unison still gasping for their breaths.

"Who? Who is he? Is he the head vampire? What! Tell me!" Keith demanded, his voice becoming louder and his frustration about to explode. Just then, they all heard the faint swishing sounds like wings flapping together and then BAM! It was now a full-on vampire attack. Keith, Lance, Hunk and Pidge stood in an outward circle now armed with garlic, stakes and the holy water. Throwing garlic was one of their pathetic attempts to fight off the vampires. The truth was, they had never encountered this is in their lives. They did what they could with spraying the holy water and holding the crosses up, but over and over they were threatened as the relentless vampires continued their heinous persuit.

"We have to stay together team!" Keith hollered in the midst of the shrieks and clanging teeth. Three times he was nearly bitten by castle maids, guards and even the kind Dr. Gorma. All had been turned into vampires and lusting for blood. With tremendous strength, a crazed-vampire Coran scooped up Pidge in his arms carrying him away.

"Aaargh!" Pidge cried desperately for his friends to rescue him. His martial arts kicks did little to help him get away in the struggle, his glasses fell off of his face and landed somewhere on the floor. Coran's blood-shot golden eyes desperately tried to blaze into Pidge's.

Lance held the crucifix part of his rosary up to Coran causing the vampire to blind and drop Pidge down. Pidge then scrambled to find his glasses. Running from the chaos with Hunk, Pidge and Keith, Lance dropped his stash of garlic bulbs. With the others already sprinted way ahead of him, he stopped quickly to pick up each of the garlic bulbs and as he stood up, his eyes met with the diabolical stare of Nanny.

Yards up ahead were Keith, Hunk and Lance ambling down glancing around for any signs of vampire activity.

"Where are they?" Pidge asked, his speech pressured and his brown eyes large behind his glasses, "Did we scare them off?"

"Absolutely not Pidge," Keith responded, his mouth a tight firm line. "They are only giving us a break, setting us up for more. My question is where is Allura? Did anyone encounter her? I don't understand. Coran and Nanny were on the attack." He stopped to look around more and shook his head.

"My question is where is Lance?" Hunk asked. "He was just here with us." Hunk then urned back before Keith and Pidge did too.

"Hahhh!" Nanny hissed showing of mouthful of terrifying sharp teeth as white as her apron that was still tied around her waist, her face pallor nearly the same shade of white. Her brown eyes appeared lifeless and the circles of grey around them only made her look more morbid. The image of a prowling Nanny flying through the air was too much for Lance and he shook uncontrollably horrorstruck as his eyes fixed on her mouth that was gaping open and her fangs eager to bite into his flesh. Nanny was coming for him. Instantaneously, he felt his bladder involuntarily relax like a balloon deflating as it releases air. Then, it let go of its contents that spilled forth into his pants and drenched them from his waist to his ankles.

"Nanny!" Hunk roared as his chubby hands held a cross. Hissing, she backed away shielding her eyes before she was pelted by several bulbs of garlic from Pidge. She shrieked before flying back. Lance was hyperventilating, but relieved that the others had come back to save him. His heart was still racing in this throat, but he was now aware of his urine-soaked pants.

"That... that was the scariest thing I've ever seen," he stammered out, huffing and puffing, the image of Nanny as a vampire deeply etched fresh in his mind. He stared at Pidge, Hunk and Keith with hazel eyes that were big like marbles.

"Lance, what happened? Your pants are all wet!" Pidge asked quizzically before again asking, "Did you have an accident?" The three men looked incredulously at Lance quietly waiting for his answer.

"Well, it's not holy water, that's for sure," Lance finally responded, his humiliation apparent on his blushed face.