September 20th 1666
Preston England, just on the outskirts sits a beautiful farm house, John Dankworth lives here with his lovely wife Jennifer and there two sons Peter and James, and there daughter Ruth who is Peter's twin. Peter and Ruth are 10 there brethren James is 6. John's wife Jennifer was best friends with the Duke of Lancashire's eldest grandchild Lillian, she was Lillian's handmaid and has been since they were children. High-born don't normally have real friends, they have siblings, helpers and the other high-born who would quite happily fuck you over if they had the opportunity.
Even though Jennifer was the help she was a true friend to Lillian and was even at her wedding. Jennifer has been rather upset since hearing about Lillian being murdered and her husband and children. The whole Dankworth house is feeling great sadness at the loss of the whole Aspinwall family as John's farm supplied wood and sheep to the Aspinwall's. There death will surely hit John hard as he is a very poor farmer and wouldn't sell as he's a stubborn man. It was just after night fall when they hear a strong knock on the door.
John and his wife are instantly startled as the news of death is on everyone's lips in the town, Preston's population has halved in over a week, people turning up dead and being ripped apart. Jennifer looks at John with fear. "Who is it?" John bellowed to his front door. "Thou has a letter for John Dankworth, with the Duke of Lancashire's seal on it!" A man's voice says through the door. The voice seems familiar to Jennifer somehow, but she can't place it, John stands from the dinning table where him and his family was eating food and gets up to answer the door.
John opens the door and is greeted by a large man in expensive clothing and a hooded cloak, he hands the letter to John and turns to walk away leaving John looking at the letter in his hand. When the man is out of sight, John looks down at the letter and walks back in to the dinning room. Jennifer looks up at him. "What has thou got there thy love?" Jennifer asked her husband. "Thou has a letter with thy Duke's seal on it." He says then opens it, shakes his head as he cannot read, so he hands it to his daughter Ruth to read as Jennifer struggles to read.
Ruth takes the letter and begins reading it. "I, the Duke of Lancashire here by give my land to the Dankworth family should anything happen to myself or my kin." Ruth says this makes John and Jennifer gasp as this is unheard of, and they might be killed should the next high Lord believe that they killed the Aspinall's for the land. Ruth goes on to read the stipulation regarding the ownership of the land, but her parents ignored her. Outside in the distance is the cloaked man, he stops next to another well-dressed handsome man. "Are you sure this is wise Benjamin?" Vlad asked him in a thick European accent. Benjamin nods. "This is the right thing to do. Otherwise, the King or some high Lord will take it for themselves." Benjamin tells him.
Vlad stares at his new Childe like he's gone mad, then a handsomeslave steps out from the shadows. "It's exactly where you said it would be cousin." The slave says to Benjamin, this makes him smile. "Thank you Andrew." He says then turns to Vlad. "Follow us sire, and you will see why no one but the Dankworth's can have this land." Benjamin states to him and they head off. They reach a beautiful pond on the Aspinall's estate. "You are showing me a pond?" Vlad asked quite annoyed. Benjamin shakes his head. "No sire, what is underneath the pond." He says and cuts his hand and walks over to the pond and there's an old bolder with writing on it, Benjamin touched the bolder, and it glowed Red and then blue, and then it turned gold.
The pond begins to lift to separate the water, and then it begins to open up and there are steps leading down into the pond. "What is this?" Vlad asked Benjamin. "This is why we need this land." He says and makes three torches using wood and cloth and hands one to Andrew and the other to Vlad. They descend into the pond, and they're in a tunnel system that seems to run all around the Aspinall estate, the walls shimmer with the light. "What is this Benjamin?" Vlad asked him. "This sire is gold, the walls are made from it. My grandfather stumbled upon it a few years ago and has been chipping away at it. This much gold and we'll never have to worry about money for thousands of years." Benjamin tells him. Vlad smiles at this. "By right this is now mine." He says to him. "Of course sire, until I reach master status, take what you will sire." Benjamin says as no one can remove all this gold, it will take centuries to get it all. It's a good thing that they are vampires and have nothing but time.
They turn around and leave, it's as though the pond knows that they've left and begins to close. Vlad goes to inspect the bolder and looks at the writing on it, he cuts his hand and places it on the bolder. "Sire don't!" Benjamin warned him, but it was too late, the bolder turns black and then white and blasts Vlad into the pond. Andrew and Benjamin try so hard not to laugh, but they look at Vlad when he breaks from the water with a frog on his head, and they can't help themselves and just fall on the floor howling with laughter, Vlad sees this and turns into his vampire face and growls at them, this just makes them laugh more.
Vlad climbs out of the pond absolutely raging that his two fledgling Childer would dare laugh at him, then the frog jumps off his head and he can't help but smile, he realized that Andrew and Benjamin are going to be hard work, but he's going to have a good laugh with them. "I tried telling you sire, thou rock only works for thee." Benjamin says to him. "The same thing happened to me sire. Hence, why I changed thy clothing." Andrew says to him. Vlad nods at them. "Let's leave as I need to change as I wish to feed." He says and marches off, Andrew and Benjamin follow. "At least no one can steal it from us my Childe. What of the Dankworth's?" Vlad asked him. "I will buy the land off them in a few years, poor people without money become greedy when they have it, so I'll just offer more than it's worth." He says which makes Vlad laugh as they head off into the night.
August 14th 1676
Preston Lancashire, last year John Dankworth died as he got kicked in the head by a horse, Jennifer could not live without her husband and she killed herself or so the towns people heard. Peter and his new wife Brenda a beautiful red head, her family are also farmers, and they inherited everything as Peter is the oldest male. A few months after Peter's parents died a young man came along with a rather large offer for the Aspinwall estate, the man said he worked for a sir Benjamin Mason.
Peter who hated being poor and has just had a son never wished for a poor life for his son and accepted the offer, and he never gave his siblings a penny of it. Peter began buying up land on the cheap off struggling farmers who needed the money to eat. Brenda was just as greedy as her husband and helped him swindle poor farmers to sell their land off cheaply. In just under a year the Dankworth's became one of the richest families in Lancashire and the high-born hate them for it, Peter knows that he can never have any political power but having loads of money grants power so his son and any other children that he has will never know anything but wealth, and he will only allow them to marry into a wealthy family.
Peter is in his carriage heading towards the blacksmiths home, Darren Smith is very well respected and like the Dankworth's one of the few families that survived the 66 massacre as Darren and his family was in London at the time dropping off something for the King. The carriage pulls up and the door is opened, Peter climbs out with his very expensive clothing on and sees Darren's eldest son Carl who is about 8 years old. "Boy, go get your father." Carl nods and runs into the barn which is his father's workshop.
The Smith family are quite rich with how good Darren is at his job, people from all over the Kingdom come and pay top price for a weapon from Darren. Darren walks out of the barn rubbing his hands on a damp piece of cloth. "May I help you Peter?" Darren asked. One of Peter's guards goes to backhand Darren, but he grabs the guards wrist and pulls him in for a headbutt, dropping the guard. "Need better help Peter. Now what the fuck do you want as I'm very busy?" Darren asked him. For a man in his 50s Darren looks very fit and healthy, Peter does not seem happy. "You should address your betters by there title blacksmith." Peter says quite annoyed.
Darren just laughs. "Little Peter thinks, he's thy better because he inherited some money. Thy have plenty of money, thy family live quite well and thou ain't a prick." Darren says to him. "Fuck off Peter before thou beats you." Darren says and turns to walk away. "I do apologize Darren, but thou require your services. Thou wish to purchase Black Panther from thee." Peter asked. Darren turns and looks at Peter. "Why does thou think that thou has Black Panther?" He asked. "With the whole Aspinwall family dead, thou wouldst reclaim it." Peter says to him.
Darren nods at him. "Thou wouldst reclaim it. But thou never found it, and believe it, thou hadst look high and low for it. Someone has stolen it. Good day Peter." He says and heads back towards the barn, Peter's guard begins to stand up. "I'm sorry sir, thou caught me off guard." He says to Peter. "Would you make me a sword like Benjamin's please Darren?" Peter called after him. "Thy wouldn't give thou thy horses shit. So fuck off now!" Peter yells without turning around and puts his arm around his son Carl who watched the whole thing, and they head back into the barn. Peter is just standing there with a scowl on his face and then climbs back into his carriage, and it rides off.
In Darren's barn he's standing and looking at the sky metal, he knows that he needs to hide it because Peter will try to steel it, as soon as night falls he buried it up near the pond next to the huge boulder as no one comes here anymore, his eldest son Carl is the only person who knows of its location and Darren wrote down in a diary how to work with it, if he ever decides to dig it up.
February 21st 1679
Preston Lancashire, Peter has become the richest man in Lancashire, high-born are coming to him asking for loans, which he offers them, they pay him back with trained guards, workers who helped him build his huge mansion, not as big as the Aspinwall's estate or the Aspinwall's manor but still large and grand. Peter and his wife had a beautiful little red haired girl about 9 months ago they named her Amy, as beautiful as his wife is, Peter just knows that his daughter is going to be a great beauty just like Pulchra Creaturae was before she died not that he ever so her, just the story's he heard growing up.
The person who he sold the land to has built a huge wall around the Aspinwall estate and all around the pond with a huge stone wall, he's heard digging and talking around the pond in the dead of night but has not seen anyone around. He gets the feeling that the person who he sold the land to, knows something about the land, and he's been screwed over even if he has made more money than he received for the land. Peter is sitting in his study with Lord George Gunther as he wishes to wed there children Imogene who is nearly 9 and his youngest daughter Dorothy who is nearly 7, he's already arranged for both his son's Alexander and Francis to wed with another family.
Having someone as rich as Peter in your pocket could raise his political status, he knows he'll never be a Duke while his father, brother and two nephews are alive, but he could be made a Baron and if Imogene is as beautiful as her mother Rachel then he'll definitely be able to make some money from her. "I'm sorry My lord, but thou don't believe in arranged marriages. Thy married for love and thy want the same for thou son." Peter lied to George. "That's a shame Peter as thou thinks with my status and your money the Gunther's and Dankworth's could be the most powerful family in the north of England." George says to him trying to sell his family off. "That's the difference between thee, I don't want anything to do with politics at this moment as nearly every high Lord is in debt to me. That thy Lord is power unto itself." Peter tells him sounding very smug. "That maybe, but what if the high lords don't pay you back? What will you do then?" George asked him.
Peter just shrugged. "I can't do anything, but I don't lend what I can't afford to lose, plus I always get something in return hence why I have more guards than most high Lords in the country. I also pay them better than they ever were getting paid, and they spend money in the brothel and I own the brothel and most of the taverns in town." He says smugly. "Thy may not be a high-born My lord, but thou is a very clever businessman." Peter tells him. George stands up feeling defeated by this commoner, as Peter Dankworth does have the upper hand here. "Just be careful Peter, and don't make enemies. Because one day some high-born might take what you have and there is nothing you could do to stop them." George says to him and walks out.
Peter sits and ponders what George Gunther said and knows that he's right. George leaves the study and is greeted by his two very beautiful little girls, to look at them, you would never believe that they had different mothers and George will never tell Imogene that Sophie is not her mother. They climb into the carriage and it rides off. "Must thy stare at yourself in every mirror we pass Dorothy?" Imogene asked her sister. "I'm pretty and thy will be a princess one day." Dorothy tells her. George can't understand how his youngest daughter is so vain as his wife is not like that and neither is Imogene.
July 12th 1694
Preston Lancashire, Amy Dankworth has grown into a very curvy beautiful young woman at 16 years old she seems to be the most desired female in Lancashire. Amy just seems to have one minor flow, she loves to drink, and you can find her most evenings sitting in Winters tavern which her father finally bought 3 months ago off Molly and Holly Simmons. Amy is sat at a table in a very low cut expensive red gown, with a pint of ale in hand and a table full of men trying to get her attention.
The doors of the tavern open and a very handsome brown haired young man walks in with a beautiful blonde on his arm. He's Rupert Dankworth and his new wife Nicole, the men see Rupert and scurry away as he heads towards his sister who looks annoyed at him. "Thanks brother, thou was getting free drinks." She says to him with a smile, Nicole kisses her cheek. "He does like to ruin your fun doesn't he?" She says with a smile. Amy and Nicole have been friends since they were children, and she always wanted to be with Rupert. "Sister must thy flaunt thy self like this. Thou drinks are free as father pays for them." Rupert tells her with a smile.
Amy punches him in the arm which he rubs as her punches hurt, he taught her fight when she was younger. "Thy flaunts myself because father is pulling his feet to marry me. At this rate Amber will be married before me." Amy says about her 12-year-old sister. "Didn't you break Mark Smith's nose two weeks ago?" Nicole asked her with a smile. "And thy friend Paul 3 days ago." Rupert laughs out. "Paul gone and touched my bottom without thy permission, hence why thy broke his wrist and Mark tried to kiss me, so I headbutted him." Amy tries to defend herself. Rupert gets up and goes to get them all some drinks. "Maybe if thy didn't drink and fight like a man, your father wouldn't have such a hard time finding you a husband." Nicole tells her friend. "I just want a shag, can't be a virgin forever Nikki." Amy says to her, this just makes Nicole laugh.
Her friend can be so rude and unladylike at times, but she's hilarious, and they've always been great friends. "Mark and Paul are both handsome, why not just shag them?" Nicole asked her. "Because I don't want them to deflower me. I want someone to take thy breath away." She says with a smile. "You are not high-born, so you can just have sex, but I'm sure that your father will have them killed, and I'm pretty sure Rupert is going to beat up Paul and Mark." Nicole laughed. "You are right, we have a very handsome guard at the house, maybe he would like to deflower me." Amy tells her. "You must be talking about Thomas." Nicole says to her with a seductive smile on her face. "He's very handsome I think I might grab him tonight." Amy says to her just as her brother puts four pints on the table, Amy sees the extra pint and downs it and grabs the second one. "That wasn't yours sister." Rupert scolds her. "I thought you bought me an extra one as you can't keep up brother." She says with a smug smile on her face. "That pint was mine Amy." A voice says.
Amy looks up and sees her crush, her brothers best friend and the new Earl of Blackburn, Edward Darlington. Named after his father who remarried after he sold his daughter Rachel to George Gunther. Edward is just like his father and sister and can't keep it in his pants. His wife Fiona is a pretty light brown haired girl of 19, Edward is 22 and is trying to bed every female in Lancashire, out of respect and his health he's stayed away from the two ladies at the table as Rupert would beat him and possibly kill him if he went near his wife.
Amy gets flush when she sees him, she knows what Edward is like, but it doesn't stop her from admiring him, with his long dark hair, beautiful face, broad shoulders and from the stories she's heard his amazing cock, she would quite happily lose her virginity to him, him being married doesn't bother her in the slightest. The drinks start flowing and at the end of the night Rupert and Nicole jump into there carriage and head home, leaving Edward and Amy alone. "Come on Amy I'll take you home." Edward tells her with a drunken slur and a smile. "If you take me home are you going to make me a woman?" She asked him and begins to stand up. "Of course not Amy, as beautiful as thy is, thou could never betray thou brothers trust." She walks over to him and kisses his lips, she hopes that she's doing it right as this is her first kiss, she sits on his knee and strokes his cheek, she feels his tongue enter her mouth, so she repeats his action and then breaks away. "That's a shame as I'm ready, and I wanted you to make me a woman." Amy says and gets up and walked out of the tavern leaving Edward behind.
May 7th 1695
A carriage is pulling up to the Aspinwall estate, when it stops Amon climbs out with his new Childe Carl Smith now called Dagon. Amon enters the huge castle and is greeted by hundreds of guards and servants, they see Amon, and they all drop to one knee and bow at the Master of the house and their maker. "That's a lot of vampires. How the fuck is Preston still standing?" Dagon asked Amon. "These are all minions. Minions can go about a month without blood but you and myself can go about two days before the thirst gets us." Amon tells him as a beautiful blonde hands him some papers. "These are everything that you asked for master." She says to him. "Thank you, Wendy. You may retire for the evening, the sun will be up soon, the witches and wolves can take over." He says she bows her head and turns to everyone else. "You heard the master, off with ya!" She yells at them, they now and head off.
Amon and Dagon enter his study. "That still doesn't answer my question sire." Dagon asked quite confused about all the minions. "They live off animal blood, humans in Preston are off limits to my minions. I have jars in the basement off this castle filled with blood and kept fresh with a spell." Amon tells him. Dagon nods, sees the drinks table and goes to pour himself and Amon a drink. He gives Amon a glass of rum and himself has vodka and sits down. Two very beautiful women walk in, one had dark hair, and she was a witch and the other a slave girl who was a wolf.
Amon asked his new friends King Ethan and his wife Queen Kirsten for some wolves as guards during the day, Kirsten sent him 11, all Charlies except the beautiful black woman In front of him she's a Beta wolf. "Master is there anything that you require before you retire for bed?" The witch asked him. "No Jade. You and Kali may leave thank you." Amon says to them. "Lord Amon, King Ethan, wishes to speak to you next month as he'll be in Manchester." Kali tells him.
Amon nods to her, and they both leave. In the parlor. "Sorry Kali, I honestly thought that he would've fucked us both. Persephone must have him on a short leash." Jade whispered to her. "I can still hear you Jade. Dagon wouldn't mind if you are offering. Just don't tire him out too much I need him fresh for tomorrow!" Amon bellowed out. This makes the girls laugh and Dagon is standing there with a grin on his face. He puts his arms around the girls. "This should be fun. I've never fucked a nigger before." He says and the next instance his neck is snapped. "I fucking hate that word. Sorry Kali. Just put him in his room Jade. Goodnight ladies." Amon says and heads back to his study.
The following night Amon explains his origin to Dagon, and he instantly apologized, he even gets him the sky metal, from near the pond. They head off towards the Winters tavern, and they sit down, Jade decides to join them as she loves drinking with Amon, Catherine and now Adele who really loved to party. Holly and Molly Simmons sold the tavern but do work every so often when they feel like it now, both nearly 50 and look amazing for there age, both there husband's have died a few years ago, Keith and Kevin Simmons the only male twins in Preston. "I'm bloody telling thee Holly that is Benjamin with Carl Smith over there with the beautiful dark haired woman." Holly looks over at where her sister is looking and gasps. "If that's not Benjamin, then it's his son or something, but Louise never had a child before she died." Holly tells her. "Fuck it." Molly says and walks over.
Holly tries to stop her but is too late, Molly walks over to the table and slams her hands down. "How is thy still alive? I was at your funeral, thou was my best friend how could you not tell me Ben." Molly says sounding mad as she has tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry miss, but thou." Amon says but is cut off. "Cut the shit Ben. We grew up together I know you, I'm an old woman don't you lie to me." She says to him. "Molly, you need to go away now." Amon says to her. "See even my own husband couldn't tell me and Holly apart, only you could. Now I know it's you. Please, Ben." She says as tears fall down her cheeks. "How are you still looking young? And you Carl Smith, still owe me money before you fucked off to Germany." Molly scolds Dagon. Amon stands up and gently grabs Molly's arm and walks over to Holly, then signals her to follow him into the back room. "Fine it's me." He says and they both hug him, and he hugs them back. "What I'm about to say will scare you. But I give you my word I will not harm you." Amon tells them and instantly smells fear. "What are you? You are cold to touch, you used to be so warm." Holly asked him.
"I'm a vampire, a demon of the night. But thou would never hurt you and to prove it. Thou will pay for you and your families to leave England to get away from me." He tells them. "So it was you that destroyed Preston?" Asked Molly. Amon nods. "When I rose from the grave I was so full of rage that I couldn't control it. It took me years to learn control, and I'm still learning now." He tells them. "You are Lord Amon the taker of lives." Holly states to him. "That I am Holly, Pulchra Creaturae and Pulchritudo are also vampires." He tells them. He turns to walk away, and they hug his back. "We've missed you Ben, make us like you." They both asked. "I'm sorry my friends, but you are too old to turn, vampires have laws I'm so sorry. I will drop gold off at your home tomorrow afternoon." He tells them.
They all head out and Amon goes back to his seat and drinks his pint. The tavern door opens and Amon's senses go wild, he turns to the door and sees Amy looking very beautiful and holding herself as she comes from money. Amon can sense a warriors spirit inside her, the same he feels around Catherine. "She will make an amazing vampire." Amon says quietly. "Shit head will kill you if you turned her sire." Dagon says to him. "Who's shit head?" Jade asked.
Dagon leans towards her. "Persephone after what my sire did to her and Catherine a few years ago." He tells her and Jade just started laughing. "Oh I love it Dagon. But Ben he's right Dorothy will kill you." Jade tells him with a giggle. Amon just ignored her and carries on observing Amy, she moved with such elegance and grace, Amon can picture her being a great fighter. He decides that he's going to watch her for a few days, to see what sort of human she is and to see if she's worth turning. "This is actually the exact same seat that I met Vlad in." Amon says as he turns back towards Jade and Dagon.
Molly comes over with more ale for them. "Who's she Molly?" Amon asked her. "That's Amy Dankworth." Molly tells him. "John's daughter? Surely he's dead now." He asked her. "John is dead, she's Peter's daughter. Never new you had a thing for red heads Benjamin." She says with a smile. "Once or twice one catches my eye." He says with a smile, Molly laughs and walks off as Dagon was staring at her breasts just like he used to when he lived in Preston. "Do you know the Dankworth's sire? My father didn't like Peter." Dagon asked him. "I gave John the Aspinall's land, as I didn't want another high-born or the King himself to take it. I bought it back, and it would seem that Peter did quite well with the money I gave them." Amon says, then goes back to watching Amy and from the angle, she can't see him.
May 15th
Amon is standing by a tree in the dead of night in the town cemetery waiting for Amy to rise. A hand shoots up from the dirt and Amy begins to pull herself out of her grave, her beautiful white dress is filthy and ripped as it caught on the wood of the coffin on the way up. Amon removes his cloak and wraps it around her. "What has thou done to me?" Amy asked trying to catch her unneeded breath. "This my beautiful Amy is your choice. I have made thy choice, you my darling are a vampire like myself." He says to her.
Her throat is burning, she feels a thirst like never before, her ears pick up the sound of a single heart beat, and it seems to be getting louder. "Food is coming to you my dear. Show me what you can do." He tells her. Amy closed her eyes to find the person, then her eyes shoot open, and she's off in a blur of motion, Amon is hot on her heels, so he can watch what she does. A middle-aged man is walking round with a lantern in one hand and a flower in the other.
Amy completely consumed with the thirst blurs over and rips the man's head clean off from behind and begins drinking from his stump, Amy sticks her hand through his chest and pulls out his heart, then drops the body and puts the heart in her mouth and bites down on it. Amy senses that someone is behind her and spins round to punch them but Amon catches her fist. "Careful Amy. Thou almost got me." Amon says with a smile then pulls her towards him, he bends down and licks the blood off her lips. "Let's get you washed and dressed and come back out later." Amon says to her.
Amy's change's into her demonic features, the look of pure evil in her eyes would scare the most hardened man. "I want to pay my parents a visit. If that's ok with you handsome?" She asked him then changes back into her human face and has such an innocent look on her face. "That sounds great beautiful." Amon says to her with pride, he offers his arm, and she takes it, and they head off out of the cemetery and towards the Dankworth's mansion. "You said that I can do anything that I want when we first met. Is that true still?" She asked him.
Amon laughs loud and deep. "You are a fledgling, my fledgling and until you become a master you belong to me. Then you are free to do as you please." He tells her. She doesn't seem that happy about belonging to someone. "So you lied to me." She says sounding upset about the whole situation. Amon stops and places his hand on her cheek. "Amy I didn't lie. I'm your master, sire or father, possible lover. I will train you, protect you and teach you how to be the best vampire you can be. So when you become a master you can look after yourself and become great on your own if you choose to leave me." Amon tells her, Amy smiles at this new information. "I've never been with a man before." She looks at him with a grin. "One day Amy, but I'm with someone and I believe in being faithful to her. Even, though she's fucking thou sister." Amon tells her.
Amy stops walking and looks at him with slight disgust. "You fuck your sisters? I find that quite strange." Amy says to him. "Persephone and Catherine are my vampire sisters, Persephone is my lover. We have the same sire. You have a brother called Dagon, you will meet him later my dear." Amon says to her, and they carry on walking, Amy's home comes into view, she can hear her parents conversation and her mother's sobbing, she hears her 12-year-old sister Amber crying in her bedroom, her brother and sister-in-law are not here. "Have you got any ideas what you plan to do?" Amon asked her.
Amy just smiles and is off in a blur, she scales up the building and enters her bedroom where her sister is crying on her bed. "Why are you crying sister?" Amy asked her sister, Amber looks up at the voice which sounds like her sister and sees Amy. "Sister is that you?" Amber asked. Amy walks into the light. "It's me Amber. I've come home." Amy says trying not to smile. Amber climbs off the bed and walks towards Amy. "Why is thou so dirty sister." She asked. "I had to climb out of my grave." Amy tells her. Amber smiles and runs to Amy and hugs her. "Oh sister, God answered my prayers for you to return home." Amber states.
Amy starts to laugh, a chilling laugh, which scared Amber. "No dear sister, God did not bring me to you. A demon did." Amy says, Amber looks up at Amy, and she's wearing her demonic features, Amber screams and turns to run off, but Amy snaps her neck with such force she's made her face her again. Amy moves forward and grabs Amber's perk breast and bites into her neck and begins drinking from her, Amy begins to moan out as her sisters blood taste so much better than the old man in cemetery.
Peter bursts into the bedroom after hearing his daughter screams and the sight before him shakes him to his soul. Amy lifts her mouth from her sister. "Come back in five minutes father, I've nearly finished here." Amy says. Peter pulls a wooden crucifix off the wall and holds it in front of him towards Amy. "Get back fowl beast!" Peter yells at her, but Peter gets to close to Amy, and she drops Amber's body and takes the crucifix and jabs it into Peter's shoulder blade, he screams out in pain and backs away, but Amy has him by the throat. "Leaving so soon father. We were just getting started." Amy laughs out.
She drags him to the landing, killing every guard that gets in her way and throws him downstairs, he lands with a thud and groans out in pain. "Mother I'm home!" Amy calls out. Her mother is too scared to come out of her husband's study as she's heard screams and the sounds of the guards dying. Amy gracefully descends the stairs and walks towards her father like a lioness would its prey. She grabs his ankle and snaps it then drags him by his leg towards his study. She picks him up and throws him through the door. Amy looks at her mother in her demonic features and flashes her fangs. "I've fucking missed you mother." She says and attacks her. All throughout the mansion are screams of death, when the screams stop Amon walks into the mansion and finds Amy using a small dagger to peel the flesh off her father's severed head. "You are going to be amazing my Amy." Amon says to her. Amy looks up at him and finally lets her human features come forth. "I'll do you proud father." Amy says and kisses the severed head and stands up to take Amon's arm, and they leave into the night.