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Janeth's Moments
#1
"Welcome… Queen of Vampires"
The vast reaches of space weren't much of a problem for some people, and crews of them. There was only the endless room of stars, ions, those planets made from the evolution of the universe that are known, and others that are unexplored and are still to be discovered.
It was quiet at first... until beam projectiles were flying all over the wide space. Beam projectiles red and blue in color came towards each other. One ship, silvery with green stripes that had the size of a Cruiser-class had been firing its blue and green beam projectiles against another ship almost as rusty but golden brown in color. Though... the combat was dangerously close. The silvery green-striped ship's engines were getting compromised, and some explosions were made as a hole made was suddenly inserted by the rusty ship's "drill anchors." It stuck to the side of the silver ship's hull, before the anchor opened to a few people who were inside. They were aliens, though they were humanoids, wearing rags as their uniforms. To many in space, they are considered pirates.
The pirates stormed the halls of the silver ship as security forces of the same vessel used blaster rifles to defend their own ship from further intrusion. They were however outmatched with the pirates having sharpshooters.
The ship's bridge...
"Admiral!" A young woman with a white naval uniform was speaking to the person beside her. "The pirates are advancing to Decks 12 and 13."
"Tch..." A young teenage girl tips her white sunhat up to show her face. Janeth herself despised pirates. "I was just caught off-guard. Any luck with communications from our fleet?"
"Negative, Captain!" A man in his thirties responded while furiously typing on the communications stations. He switched from one station to another, sometimes disturbing the others. "Whatever it is, they're jamming our comms!"
"They're not the typical kind of pirates I know. Interesting."
"Do you want to keep complimenting them?" The young woman asked rhetorically while half-glaring at Janeth. "Captain, our security forces won't be enough to take them down. They just brought sharpshooters with them."
"I know."
"Then what now?" As the young woman asked, Janeth leaves her chair and heads out to the lift. "Wait... You're not using that 'trump card' you told us about, are you?!"
Janeth stopped walking to the lift as its doors opened. She then looked back at the young woman. "So?"
"She's a monster unlike any other we've faced. And you STILL want to set her loose?! With all due respect, that THING is not going to be worth it! You've seen what she can do... and it's dangerous for all of us aboard the Vindictanus!"
Janeth's eyes slowly turned red, and the young woman's glare was turning into an emotion of fear. Janeth spoke with a half-wicked voice. "You're forgetting who your commanding officer is. If you do not trust my judgment, you are free to leave my ship. Or... I shall execute you in front of the rest of my crew."
The others softly gasped for hearing this and were startled.
Janeth continued. "Wilson... I love your conviction to let the safety of the crew go first. But in case you forgot, that came from a man who had killed a lot of my loved ones from back home. I suggest you start forgetting about him, and start thinking about your future. Or..." Janeth then summons her Strike-Umbrella, which later transforms into her Strike-Rapier. A dim glow of red was seen around her weapon. "...I could cut both your arms."
As Wilson herself was letting her fear get to her, the crew on the bridge noticed the lights flickered, and a soft laugh from a young woman enticed them...
"Oh, dearest Janeth." The young woman's echoed voice which had a British accent spoke out somewhat loudly to all of them before the lights went out briefly. Soon, the lights came back on, revealing a girl with silver hair that lengthens to her shoulders had shown up beside Janeth. She had darker red eyes than Janeth's. She then looked with a smirk at the captain. "You wouldn't really descend to THAT level, would you?"
"I already have way before this moment," Janeth said before turning her head to the silver-haired girl. Janeth's red-colored eyes faded, letting her assume her green natural eyes on her. "You look terrible in your rags, Georgina."
"You keep calling me that. Call me Ravager."
"You have a name, Georgina. Use it." Janeth then turned back to Wilson. "Georgina could kill you."
And Wilson saw Georgina turn towards her with eyes so wild with a smile so wide that her fangs were showing. "You look delicious, Commander Wilson. I'd love to eat you. It's a real temptation. But it's a shame Dear Janeth here isn't allowing me. She already proved worthy of my love when she cut my father's head off and put it on a silver platter in front of his banquet." She then turned her head to Janeth, and had a begging gesture for Janeth to see. "Can I, please?"
"NO." Janeth told Georgina the answer before looking at Commander Wilson. "You are lucky. Take care of things for me."
Wilson was afraid. Seeing Janeth turn towards the lift, Georgina followed from behind, waving goodbye to her with a smirk. Both girls entered the lift before its doors closed. As Wilson was alone with the bridge crew, her fear turned to anger, but she let herself calm down, so not to compromise her role for command.
'Damn you,' Wilson thought.
"Did you HAVE to make her more upset?" Janeth asked this as the lift was felt moving down. She looked at Georgina who snorted at her question. "Let me guess: You loved every second of it."
"Dearest… you forget I'm not into following any superior."
"Well… I'm your superior."
"You're an exception. So that makes you very different. Besides… that young teenage body rather gives away the fact you still look cute."
"Oh, shut up. That's what you always tell me even before, even when you were attempting to kill me. You seem to be bitchy at first… but at least you're easy to adapt to."
"Is that my old rival talking? Dearest Janeth… You have always been my supporter, just like I was for yours."
"Is it because you're thanking me?" Janeth asked this, and Georgina blushed a little. "I see."
"I'm just doing that to… Hmph." Georgina looks away as she blushed more, but then calms down and her blush slowly fades. "Look… I'm only thankful you eliminated Father from the picture I dreamt. I swear. I will still kill you."
"I know." Janeth said this as the lift finally stopped. "This is it. Those pirates will sabotage the engineering section. We play this my way."
"Whatever you say, Dearest," Georgina replied.
The lift doors opened before both of them exited and walked on the hallway…
Meanwhile… the engineering section had a fast-paced battle happening in it. The ship's staff fired their blasters at the intruding pirates. The pirate sharpshooters however are overwhelming the small security detail in the engineering section and was easily defeated. The rest of the staff who had value in life gave up and got on their stomach on the cold steel floor and were not killed off.
The pirates were chuckling as they were successful in storming the engineering section and were already planting charges, while they were finding small pods of blue energy that were for experimentation purposes. Anything they found there, they grabbed for themselves. But just as they were about the get the detonator for the explosives, the lights flickered, and the detonator itself was smashed, and the hand of the one who held was sliced off. The pirates were then staying alert.
The lights no longer flickered. One pirate didn't see Georgina who was behind him with fangs out, and nails lengthened and sharpened. She hissed before opening her mouth and bore her fangs quickly before she sunk them onto the pirate's neck. Before he screamed loud, she wrapped her arms around his head and lethally twisted it while she tightened the clamp of her sharp teeth. The rest of the pirates only saw a body part coming off the body with horror, as Georgina decapitates her victim with her arms and fangs. Chunking off some of the meat of the pirate, she later opens her mouth to let the blood from his head drip to her mouth. The others were too shocked and aimed their blasters at her before they pulled their triggers. Projectiles entered through, and at Georgina for a good few seconds and she took those hits. They later stopped in revelation of something. She was still standing.
Parts of her were smoking up a little, and she smirked while looking at her with her wild eyes. "You fools. You already know about vampires and their tendencies. Nothing will please me more… than your blood." She took a while of sipping the head of her victim of the blood before dropping it. She then took out someone's hand, and the pirates were scared. She dropped and they saw it was the hand of the one who held that detonator before.
The pirate who once held the detonator suddenly collapsed in fear and crawled back and went to the corner of the room, stopping his hand from bleeding and getting away from the one who took his hand away from him. "No… NO!"
"KILL HER! SHE'S A VAMPIRE QUEEN!" One pirate shouted this, and Georgina let her wings grow from her back.
Georgina hisses at her future victims. "You shall all have the honor."
Soon, the pirates fired at her again, and this time, she was dodging most of the beam-projectiles. Coming at one after the other, the pirates were getting picked off one by one by the vampire queen they were face. She slashed at them with her sharp-nailed fingers and her wings and at times bit her victims to suck them dry. She was THAT fast before moving on to her next victim.
A lot were killed, and there were only the sharpshooters left to deal with Georgina, but they were easily overwhelmed when they were split up. She used tactics in splitting up her victims so she can pick them off more easily.
All that was left was the one who lost his hand. He was still at the corner, suffering as he lost his friends and was seen through his own eyes. Beneath the little fog made in the room and the corpses of his comrades came her shadow, and later, her figure. She raced in the blink of an eye and caught his neck, before raising his body against the body.
He choked, but he spoke a little. "Ugh… No…! Don't…!"
"You were going to push that button. I doubt you'd understand a thing about considerations. Now WHO am I going to blame for all of this?" Georgina asked this, through another statement. Her question was related to the victim's leader.
"Please… ugh… Outside of our ship… They call him Thrice-Eye." With his revelation, she smirked. Then he continued. "Please… That's all I know. He commands the Short-Spear… Our ship.
"Please… Don't… Don't… Kill me."
And Georgina only felt her anger rise little by little before speaking. "You should have done that before you attempted to destroy the hyperdrive core yourself." She growled before she used her other hand before grabbing one of his shoulders. With moderate effort, she pulls on it until she removes his arm from him, making him scream as he lost blood. "Good riddance, my valuable meal." She said this with a mix of a growl and a moan before closing her face in to his neck and bit him.
Commander Wilson opened the doors of the engineering section and was shocked to see the corpses of the pirates on the floor. Some of the staff in the section were hidden, but she easily spotted them. She was then feeling sorry for the last man breathing and his body shaking while the bloody form of Georgina the Vampire Queen was sucking him dry. Georgina noticed Wilson and her company before letting go of her bite and letting her corpse victim fall to the floor on his behind. She licked her lips before moaning to her victim's taste.
Security forces rushed in to spread out while Georgina walked towards Commander Wilson. "I see you liked my handiwork, Commander."
"Hmph," Wilson snorted. "You might have handled things here, but I still feel you are a problem. You've always been."
"Is it just because of the mess I've made here? In your terms, this is savagery. Though what about them? Weren't they savages themselves when they boarded us like we are weak?"
"They were boarding us to steal from us and kill whoever is in their way, Vampire."
"You missed something vital." Georgina then took out the smashed detonator and handed it over to Commander Wilson. "I found this on one of them. The one who was about to push that was the last one I sucked dry." She said this and smiled with innocence. "I saved you all from death."
"Tch."
"And you still resent me. Fine, I guess." She then headed out to the engineering section exit.
Wilson then held Georgina's arm to stop the vamp from leaving. "Where are you going?"
"HISS!" Georgina's fangs were out in the open and startled Wilson, making her let go. Georgina then glared at the currently braced Wilson. "Don't touch me… if you hate me. Your captain however should be the one to be asked of her safety though."
"And where is that?"
"She's gone ahead to the Short-Spear to visit Thrice-Eye herself. I'm just going there to help her out. I still owe her, after all." Georgina then leaves after stating her plans.
Wilson looked around seeing the corpses and the mess of the blood they were left with. Georgina's work on the pirates somehow looked organized. Wilson saw that most of the pirates were separated from each other when they were killed off.
'Well done,' she thought.
Meanwhile, the corridor of the Short-Spear was filled with pirates holding sabers and blaster weapons hoping to hit their intruder. So far as Janeth herself was concerned, she used only a sword she held with one hand, and a golden AK-74 on the other. Taking pirates one by way, she jumped and twirled as bullets were fired from her. She slashed at nearby opponents to either slow them down or kill them quick. She was clean in what she does if she wants to give them attention. Her soul gem was darkening only slowly as she made each kill. Unlike other magical girls, thanks to her Immortal Shell attribute, it takes longer for her to let her soul gem darken, even with taking lives in the process.
One after the other, she took lives on her way to the bridge, letting blood spray around her and humanoid alien parts fly around her. Her thoughts were to try killing them slowly, but she took it differently and made it quick. She had to meet Thrice-Eye herself.
The bridge's main lift door was opened, and Janeth, stained in blood, entered with sword and assault rifle in hand. She threw her AK away, knowing it had no bullets left, leaving her sword with her. She walked towards the captain's chair in the same room which was facing away from her. She only had the rear rest of the chair on her view and stopped walking. She was only a few feet away and was only looking at the chair for the meantime.
"You're hesitant," a man said from behind that same chair. He looked to be having an American accent and was in his thirties or so. "I never knew the Magical Destroyer could actually be like that."
"Cut the bullshit, Thrice-Eye," Janeth advised before continuing. "You attacked the Vindictanus with no delay. No comms. No talks. You just fired. And you got your boys to board. The best pirate in THIS side of the universe… and you chose to be straight? You're different, Wilhelm. But you're not smart either."
Thrice-Eye only chuckled at what Janeth mentioned. "I can't say you have changed either, Janeth." He turned the chair around, revealing his brown robe-like jacket he wore as he was sitting on his chair. He had a cyborg-eye on his right. Having black and silver hair as a theme on his head made his identity something unique to the magical girl he saw glaring at him. "Oh, don't pretend you're not having fun. You had your moments smirking at me like I was nothing to you."
"You ARE nothing to me. You're good at what you do. Right now… you screwed up." Janeth then raises her sword tip to his neck. "This isn't like you. What the fuck is going on? It's not like you wanted to get captured or killed. But I'll kill you if I can."
Thrice-Eye smirked and looked upward before speaking. "Hey, your majesty. Looks like you were right about her after all."
Janeth only had her sixth sense that critically worked at a split second before she winced and swung her sword at 180 degrees and somehow a bit downward only to have it stopped and shatter at a strong young hand. Janeth's reflexes were able to tell that the young hand belonged to an appearing younger girl in front of her having a height of four feet, looking to be an 8-year old Blondie. Having darkened red lips and natural yellow eyes, she was able to tell the young 8-year old was a supernatural being. The little girl used the same hand she blocked Janeth's shattered sword with to attack Janeth with a punch to the magical girl's face before she threw the magical girl across the bridge.
Janeth crashed to the ground and found herself on the floor, right at the distance from the captain's chair. Struggling to get up from the hard landing, she looked at the young girl. The black robe. The fangs that were beginning to appear. The same aura that she was feeling when she was around Georgina almost the whole time. She was…
"…a Vampire?" Janeth muttered this to herself.
The little girl chuckled like the appearing young girl she was. "Oh, you're so pathetic." She spoke with an Italian accent. "But I can understand. You're quite the dangerous girl, I hear."
"You're no doubt a vampire, but what kind?" Janeth said this before groaning and finally getting up to stand straight. "You shattered my Cutter."
"If I'm right, you were awarded that in your last battle at my homeland."
"Italy?"
"Idiot. Romania. And we're getting off-topic.
"You're right about Thrice-Eye being so different though. I assume you were watching him from the sidelines? See… I made an offer he can't refuse. I promised total domination over his enemies. In exchange… an ancient treasure I'm willing to discard can be traded with an amount he didn't refuse."
"And I'm one of those enemies, huh?"
"Of course. Magical Destroyer… Janeth Maria Ferrano. You shouldn't have shouted your name out loud across Existence."
"Fuck you. That's to make sure they don't forget it. I might imprint my name somewhere and earn their trust and make them fear me. There are good reasons to it too."
"Too few to mention." The eight-year old girl suddenly charged forward with her super speed only to get her left hand cut up by some sort of blade. She stepped back, seeing Janeth with the exact copy of her sword she shattered herself held. "I see. Cloned?"
"I'm able to use that Magical Cloning technique for a while," Janeth said before getting into her defensive stance with her Strike-Cutter held in one hand. "It's a little trade secret I revealed to someone I'll kill right now."
"Then don't forget me, Dearest." Georgina's voice was right beside her. Her form, having her wings out and appearing in clothes tattered from blaster bolt marks and cuts on her body, looked to others that she had been in a hundred battles instead of a few. Georgina winced in seeing the eight-year old girl. "Clarina?" She smiled after calling out the younger girl's name out loud. "Well… this is interesting."
"Georgina," Clarina called out with a glare. "You are a disgrace. Eliminating your own Vampire King and father to the rightful heir of vampires in your own dimension was an unwise move."
"I never wanted the position in the first place. I can't put myself in the responsibility over a race that's doomed to die if they aren't careful."
"THAT IS WHY THEY NEED A RULER! AND KILLING YOUR OWN FATHER?!" Clarina shouted while exposing her fangs.
"It wasn't me. Dearest Janeth did me a favor. Clarina… You wouldn't understand. I make my own rules."
Clarina growled in anger as she balled her fists tight. "Then you've made your own disgraceful destiny yourself!" She growled and screamed before she lets her wings deploy on her back. Like Georgina's, they were vampire wings unique to Vampire Queens, but smaller in Clarina's case. Looks can be deceiving, as they are stronger than they look. Thrice-Eye got beside her with blaster pistols in his hands and a blaster rifle slung behind him. "You're part of the reason I was here. I was drawn to your essence. But taking two birds out with one stone can make things interesting. It becomes a highlight."
"Two on two, and you call your stone the only one?" Georgina's reply made step forward, but Janeth stopped her. "Dearest, she can be a bitch when she speaks. Clarina can boast. She can't show it in full."
"I WILL SHOW YOU!"
"Take it easy, Your Majesty." Thrice-Eye calmly advised this to Clarina.
Janeth raised her sword and summoned a Five-Seven with her other hand using a pocket-dimension. "Thrice-Eye… You're going down by my hand."
"Like I'd let that happen," replied Thrice-Eye who aimed his pistols at the magical girl.
'Good. Because I'm not waiting either.' Janeth thought of this before she ran forward, and entered a rift she made. Another rift was made close at Thrice-Eye right in front of him, later seeing a sword being swung at him from below, which he narrowly evades by stepping back. They started their close proximity battle, letting each other's moves decide their fate. Beam-projectiles and bullets flying from them were so close that they couldn't properly aim as they were at close quarters.
The two vampires hissed at each other before they charged.
'YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO US VAMPIRES!' Clarina said this to Georgina with her vampire telepathy while she started her attacks on her enemy, who was blocking and evading, and tries to open an attack herself.
Georgina made counter-attacks on Clarina. 'The feeling is mutual… being a slave to your vampire king.'
'That's the fate of a Queen! You turned your back on your destiny! That was YOURS to take!'
'Not to me. You can die.' Georgina sent this last telepathic message as she was eventually on the offensive again. Keeping herself intent on killing Clarina before she gets killed first was keeping her focused. They were all-out in using claws and wings to inflict damage on each other.
Meanwhile, Janeth was jumping and kicking Thrice-Eye's pistols away the best she could since she's shorter than he is, while she makes clean swings and shots at him with her pistol. He evades and blocks most of the time. This was needed to be changed, so she used rifts all the time to transport herself to where he was. He was getting overwhelmed by the tactic. There was only once a time in their short duel that he used a proximity mine to at least slow her down. This made her angry for a bit and she stepped it up by throwing objects through her rifts.
Eventually, Thrice-Eye himself lost. One of his blaster pistols was shot off from him. Taking no chances, he tried to equip his blaster rifle, but Janeth was able to cut the rifle in half. Making it in time to reach his survival knife, he attempts to slash Janeth to her neck. Janeth saw this coming and ducked before aiming her Five-Seven towards his gut and fired once. It was the only bullet that was left in her weapon and was lucky she was able to even shoot it. Thrice-Eye stopped moving and got on his knees. The shot to his gut hurt, and it was unbearable. He groaned loudly as he tried to cover his wound. Soon, he coughed out some blood before he collapsed to the ground.
"You were a fool to fight the likes of me, Thrice-Eye." Janeth said this before walking up to Thrice-Eye, now with his back on the ground and hands gripping his bleeding gut. "You know the rumors were true. Why?"
Thrice-Eye kept his eyes opened, looking up to Janeth and staying on her eyes to keep himself awake. He was breathing, hoping he would stay there and not go anywhere else.
He still however had the chance to answer Janeth and took it.
"Jan-Jan… Hehe…" Thrice-Eye coughed a bit and let some blood out. "I always wanted my money. When I know I got a conviction, I make sure to keep my own word. Fuck… I let the word speak for me before I even think."
Janeth observed him, taking note of his fear of death. 'Hm…'
"You know what I mean… right…? I got nothing to lose but my pride. I can't be humiliated. Not… not again."
Narrowing her eyes and feeling his statement, she remembered a few things.
She decided to share something from her past as well. "I know I once told myself not to give up. I was stupid to believe I could take on the world and the man I despised most. I never had the guts to kill him. Probably to never ruin my own nature, I never did find it. I don't want to take a life that would completely change me now. If I should make that change, it should have been on my own terms, and I did.
"You… You could have found that point in your life. You never tried to take my life, and you never had that conviction. You steered clear from it. Why would you want to accept a job that involves me?"
Thrice-Eye knew she had a point there. "Hehehe…" He coughed some more, but his condition did not change. It didn't' improve either. "Maybe it's a way of sending a message… I dunno. I lost my crew. My whole crew. I lost them because of my foolishness."
"I'd consider that even, Bruce." Janeth then browsed her pocket-dimension through one hand and pulled something out. It looked like a ball at first, but it disassembled like a puzzle until a deceiving transformation changed it into some sort of droid. It had multiple hands, and small vials attached to the droid. It then hovered off the ground. Thrice-Eye winced at what he saw.
"Wait… Is that a… medical droid?"
"Just stay still, you asshole." Janeth smiled before the medical droid lowered its hover towards where Thrice-Eye was injured. Its robotic hands later changed into a laser pack where it had a medical laser slicer, an anesthetic, and massive amounts of morphine. "I don't know how stupid you are, but I could use it. For that… just bare the little thing this droid will do to you."
And the medical droid started to do its harsh healing protocol. The laser charge was activated, and it was applied together with the anesthetic on his abdomen. He screamed in pain, but tried to keep himself steady. Janeth however was watching the fight between the two vampire girls in the same room.
Georgina pinned Clarina down to the floor with her strength. She hissed loudly at her opponent. 'Just give it up, Clarina,' she advised telepathically on Clarina, and the younger appearing girl struggled to get loose from Georgina.
"YOU CAN JUST DIE! YOU SHOULDN'T DESERVE TO LIVE AFTER YOU GOT YOUR OWN FATHER KILLED!"
"He was an asshole for all I know. I was only lucky to have mine killed by someone else."
"You… have no room for love."
"I never loved him either." Georgina growls before she used her strength to put one of her hands on Clarina's right wing and pulled it. The younger girl screamed in pain as her right wing was being pulled apart from her other. Georgina took her time, and she was sensing the crack from Clarina's wings, and the ripping of its skin. Soon enough, she hurried it up until she completely took it off the young girl. Blood flowed from Clarina and it was bloody murder for her. That wing will never grow back in time.
Georgina smiled and looked psychotic now. 'I will want to wrap this up, Clarina. Goodbye… fellow Queen.' She smiled wide before she raised her head, and her mouth started to shift itself. Her bone structure from her head changed until her fangs were starting to appear bigger now. Once her head and mouth morphed to be bigger, she growled louder and was distinctive to an animal's growl. Without doubt and with no humanity left to heal her temptations, she suddenly looked at her prey and lowered her head to take her first bite.
Janeth was shocked to see this for the first time, as the Georgina she knew wasn't there anymore. She was only seeing the monster Georgina was hiding inside her. She indeed, was a Vampire Queen to be feared, and not even afraid to kill another younger Queen screaming before her death came.
Time passed by and Janeth was seeing the same pirate ship blow up from inside as she viewed it with the bridge's screen back at the Vindictanus.
"Detonation confirmed," Commander Wilson reports. "Target has been destroyed."
"Thanks, Wilson." Janeth softly said that Wilson was able to hear it before she sat down on her captain's chair. She sighed in relief. "If only things would have been easier. Then again, I can't complain."
"We've all had it hard. We've lost some of our crew."
"Indeed we have. But at least some good came out of this. We captured Thrice-Eye, and he's going to prison."
"You didn't kill him."
"No. I don't want to. For some reason… He was… like me," Janeth said. She then looked at Wilson. "He's not that type to give up easily. He's got a strong conviction to himself like I do. He just has a worse way of dealing with situations like this. He was too strong, but not smart. Though… I admire his guts."
"Being a captain requires more than that."
"You're right, Wilson." Janeth sighs again after saying it. "I'm gonna think of skipping town again."
"And you're leaving us behind? For how long?"
"…until I get back, Wilson. Count on it. I never forgot the ship. And neither will I forget you missing me in secret." Janeth said it and chuckled before she stood up from her seat. "You have command until I return, Wilson. You know your orders about Thrice-Eye. See to it. Okay?"
"I will. And… I want to ask. Will you take her with you?" Wilson asked this question and got Janeth's full attention. "It's not that I hate her, but…"
"You do, Wilson. I can understand you don't like bloody murderers like me, but deal with it. Okay? At least for the time being, she's coming with me on several of my jobs. It's at least a start to making her forget something like blood for once. It's hard enough to manage a vampire, but a queen is something else." She then headed to the lift's door on the bridge before it opened. "Take care of things, Wilson. I still trust you."
Wilson nodded. "I guess you can count on me."
Janeth smirked. "That's good enough." She then entered the lift before its doors closed. And she later arrived at her quarters, even finding Georgina sitting on the bed. "Ah."
"I heard you're about to leave me," Georgina said with a sultry voice. "What's wrong, Dearest?"
"Nothing's wrong. And you didn't hear it right. You're coming with me."
"Oh?" Georgina stands at what she heard from Janeth. "Then you must be interested in me."
"I guess. I wanna see what you can do, and I'll see for myself if I can put up with your attitude you show."
"I show an attitude?"
"You do if you see a boy you're interested in having sex with and biting and sucking him dry. You did it a lot of times before. You need some control there."
"HEY. You're not telling me to get a diet."
"Actually, I am. But we can work on the details once we're out and about." Janeth said this before she snapped her fingers. A rift opens just beside. "This is your first time coming with me, right?"
"I believe it is."
"Then welcome… Queen of Vampires, to my team." Janeth then held her hand out for Georgina to reach, and the vampire queen accepted it. Both of them went in the rift together before it closed behind them.
The hum of the Vindictanus went on as it was travelling in hyperspeed across space…