Bloodlust 13" (ff, vamp, celeb, mc) [13A/13] Our story thus far: after his attempts to get Amy were rudely interrupted, Daniel stopped by the Spice Girls concert for a snack. And since time forced him to go for take out, he grabbed Emma (aka Baby Spice) and flew off into the night. Fortunately, our heroes were in hot pursuit and, with the remaining Spice Girls secretly following them, they reached Daniel’s lair in an abandoned factory. Now, our heroes are about to enter the factory and face off against Daniel in a final battle. I’ll make this snappy, there’s sex here so if you’re under 18, zip up and go away. Maybe you can find one of your dad’s Playboy’s or something. I also have to warn you all that this chapter is loooooong. In fact it’s so long that I had to break it up into two chunks. Sorry about that, it’s just the way it worked out. We have reached the end of our journey and I want to take the time to thank everyone who has sent me encouragement throughout the two weeks I’ve been doing this. Your words kept me from getting discouraged when I began to get inevitable doubts about whether this thing was any good. I thank you once again. I also want to give a special thanks to telephoto@aol.com He is the author of Roadside, an excellent vampire story I highly recommend you go off and find at the Mind Control Archive (http://www.mcstories.com). He helped me through this writing process as he gave me excellent feedback on every chapter and kept my plot focused and sharp. I couldn’t have finished this without his help and I can’t thank him enough. One last time, if you have any comments or complaints about how this thing got wrapped up send them to KMB_76@yahoo.com I’m through babbling now, let’s go off to the last battle: PART A CHAPTER 13: LAST ONE OUT GETS THE LIGHTS As the group marched toward the entrance of the abandoned factory, they wore masks of bravado when in fact they were as frightened as small children. One look inside the factory saw that it had been not been used for industry for quite awhile. A thick layer of dust covered everything as cobwebs connected the machines and equipment that had been left behind by the previous occupants. Boxes were stacked high and clutter lay everywhere. But there was also something else about this factory, there was a chill in the air. A sense of doom and death had taken up residence in the building and had invaded every corner of it. The building was vast and dark with seemingly endless places to search. A long row of stairs extended to the top floor of the structure where the now empty offices stood. “This is a really bad place,” Steve remarked in a low voice. “They are violating so many different fire codes here,” Chris added as he studied the terrain. “Well remind me in the morning and we’ll have someone come in and take a look,” Pete replied. “How big do you think this place is?” Tom asked. “Pretty fucking big,” Chris answered.. “That’s helpful,” Tom replied. “Where is he?” Carly asked, “I was expecting an attack the minute we stepped through the door.” “Maybe he’s not here,” Steve hopefully suggested. “Oh he’s here,” Gordon stated, “He’s here and he’s waiting.” ------------------ When Arnie had woken up that morning he never could have imagined the way the day would turn out. He had foolishly assumed that a man coming into a morgue and breaking his arm would be the weirdest event of his life, but he was way off, way way off. So here he was at the end of the day, babysitting four members of an insanely popular pop rock group while his fellow detectives went about hunting a vampire. This case was definitely one for the autobiography, Arnie decided. Sighing, he turned and saw that the girls were all huddled together in conference. “What’s going on over there?” Arnie asked. “Nothing officer,” Mel C. answered. “We were just saying what a wonderful job your friends were doing,” Mel B. added. “I’m sure you were,” Arnie replied, a fair degree of skepticism creeping into his voice. “Look why don’t you just go back to your hotel or wherever you’re staying, we can handle this.” “Why are you so mean to us?” Geri asked as the girls walked toward Arnie. “We’re not being mean,” Arnie explained, “We just don’t want you girls to get hurt. This guy’s a madman. My friends are pros, they’ll get Emma out nice and safe.” “See, I knew you were the nice one,” Geri said, “Those other Detectives are the mean ones. You’ll talk to us straight.” “Maybe we can help your friends,” Mel B. offered. “We’re very helpful girls,” Mel C. chimed in. “C’mon, pleaseeeee!” Geri begged as Mel B. stroked Arnie’s cheek. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” Arnie contended as he stepped back from the girls. “You see we can’t just let civilians go in and-” But that was all Arnie got to say before Victoria smacked him on the head with a beer bottle they had found in the car. He yelped in surprise before he hit the ground, unconscious. “Oh my God I killed him!” Victoria exclaimed, “I knew I’d hit him too hard!” “Chill Victoria,” Geri said as she leaned down to check on Arnie, “He’s fine, he’ll just have a bump on his noggin and a splitting headache when he wakes up.” “Besides that was our only of getting inside,” Mel B. contended, “Now let’s go rescue Emma, before those bloody cops shoot her full of holes.” With that Mel B., Mel C., and Geri headed for the entrance. Victoria paused to lay down the bottle on the ground and lean in close to Arnie. “Sorry,” she said to the unconscious Detective before joining the others. “What do we do when we get inside?” Victoria asked her friends when she caught up with them. “We’ll split up,” Geri said, “And whoever finds Emma will shout for the others.” -------------- Meanwhile, the Detectives had already split up, with everyone getting into pairs and each searching a section of the building. Tom and Gordon searched the left side, Carly and Steve the right, while Chris and Pete climbed up toward a row of offices on top. Chris and Pete climbed up the stairs as they headed for the top floor. “Hey Chris,” Pete said, “Next time we go off to hunt a vampire, let’s pick one with a one floor hideout.” “Or at least one with an elevator that works,” Chris gasped, “You’d think that one big flight of stairs wouldn’t be so much for us.” “We should have exercised more,” Pete offered. “Who knew,” Chris replied. “You think Daniel’s up here?” “Top floor makes sense,” Pete reasoned. “With our luck there’s another set of stairs after this one,” Chris remarked. --------------- The search continued as each team scoured their floor. The Spice Girls had separated by then and were attempting both to search for Emma and stay out of the way of the Detectives. Victoria crept up to the top floor with much more ease than Chris and Pete did. Keeping herself as silent as she could, Victoria followed a few steps behind inside the dark as Chris and Pete checked each office door. Victoria reasoned that all she had to do was stay behind them as they searched for Emma and if they found her, she’d just run up to help and make sure she wasn’t hurt. Chris and Pete were mid way down the left hand side of the floor as they found empty office after empty office. Chris tried to open the door to one, but found it was locked. “Oh great,” he sighed, “Now what? I don’t suppose anyone left a key laying around.” “Hold on a second,” Pete said, “I brought a master key.” With that Pete withdrew his gun and shot off the lock to the door. “Pretty useful key you got there,” Chris remarked as they entered the office. “It does the trick for me,” Pete replied. The two were stopped cold as they picked up the scent that was all over the room. “I think someone left the milk out too long,” Pete gasped. “Whoa!” Chris added, “What the hell is that?” “I have no idea,” Pete said, “But if I had to guess, this might very well be the scent of death.” “Well whatever it is, that’s a stench I’m going to remember,” Chris replied. “He’s got to be in here somewhere,” Pete said as he began to shine a flashlight around the room. But a search through the room turned up nothing more than the bad scent. “Maybe he’s in the next one over,” Chris suggested. “Maybe,” Pete agreed as they walked out, the walkway surrounding the offices creaking as they did. “These floors are none too sturdy,” Pete remarked, “Good thing I’m not fat.” After Chris and Pete had looked into the next office, Victoria continued to silently move behind them. But as she passed the office the pair had just been in, Victoria thought she heard something. The singer stopped in her tracks and a second later she heard the voice again. “Victoria...” it whispered and Victoria recognized it immediately as Emma’s. “Help me...” Emma softly cried and Victoria rushed into the office. Her eyes took a second to adjust to the darkness but when she did, she saw Emma sprawled out on the old desk that lay there. Her clothes were tattered and Victoria immediately noticed blood stains on them. The scent of the room then hit her, causing her to stagger a bit, but she quickly recovered and rushed to her friend’s aid. “Oh thank God! Emma, are you all right?” Victoria cried. “I’m okay,” Emma sighed as she hugged her friend, “He did such horrible things to me, Victoria.” “You’re safe, now Em,” Victoria assured the girl, “Let’s go find the others and get you out of here.” “No!” Emma cried as she pulled Victoria down to the desk with her, “Stay with me, I’m so scared!” “It’s all right, Emma it’s all right,” Victoria said as she ran her hands through Emma’s hair, “He won’t hurt you now!” “He’s out there!” Emma cried as she hugged Victoria, “You have to help me!” “I will,” Victoria said, “We’ll get you out of here.” “Thank you,” Emma sighed, “I love you so much Victoria.” Emma then leaned up and kissed Victoria’s cheek lightly. The girls had kissed each other lots of times, but this time Victoria felt a chill run up her body. The singer couldn’t decide whether the chill was from fear or from something else, but before she could mull it over any more, Emma kissed Victoria on the lips. Another chill ran up her, but this time Victoria knew that it certainly wasn’t from fear, Emma was turning her on! “Did you like that?” Emma asked. “Yes,” Victoria whispered. “Then you’ll love this,” Emma promised as she kissed her friend again full on the lips. Emma’s tongue snaked into Victoria’s mouth, where it was happily accepted, and soon the pair were kissing passionately. But just as suddenly as it had begun, it ended when Victoria pushed Emma away. “What are we doing?” she gasped as she sought to catch her breath. “I think it’s perfectly obvious what we’re doing,” Emma replied with a grin. “But we have to get out of here,” Victoria said, “We’re in danger.” “Why don’t you just forget about that for a little bit and kiss me again,” Emma sighed. “What’s wrong with you?” Victoria cried. They had to get out of here, and instead of running they were kissing. “Nothing is wrong, Victoria,” Emma claimed as she began to gently stroke Victoria’s cheek, “Just relax and let this happen.” “He’ll kill us,” Victoria protested, but by now she was fighting off her own raging desires as well. She found it harder and harder to resist as she stared into Emma’s shimmering blue eyes. The look of those eyes was driving Victoria wild and all thoughts of danger and death were pushed aside as she felt her pussy begin to moisten. Tiny fires seemed to flicker in Emma’s eyes and Victoria found herself unable, or perhaps unwilling to look away. “We can’t...” Victoria softly said, but she didn’t believe her own words. “Yes we can,” Emma replied and as if to emphasize her point she began to kiss Victoria again. This time there was no resistance whatsoever as the pair began dueling tongues. They lay down on the old desk together as Emma began running her hands over her bandmate’s body, eliciting moans from Victoria. Emma reached underneath Victoria’s dress and slowly removed her panties. She then bunched the dress up at Victoria’s waist and admired her friend’s pussy. “This is going to feel so good,” Emma promised before sliding a finger into Victoria’s pussy. The sensations began to hit Victoria immediately and she inhaled sharply. “Oh God that’s amazing,” Victoria moaned as Emma continued to finger fuck her, “Please don’t stop.” “I knew you just needed to relax a bit,” Emma said as she leaned in to kiss Victoria again. The blonde girl then removed her fingers from Victoria’s dripping pussy and, moving down her body quickly, she replaced them with her tongue. Any concerns over maniacs were long gone and rational thought had long since ceased for the Spice they called Posh. Emma’s finger play had made her feel as good as she ever felt, and when she felt the blonde girl’s tongue begin to lap at her pussy, Victoria screamed in ecstasy “Lick me Emma!” Victoria cried, “Lick my wet pussy! Please make me cum!” The cries drove Emma on and she increased her speed. Soon enough her efforts brought forth a reward as Victoria came onto her face. Emma lapped up as much of her juices as she could before moving back up and kissing Victoria passionately. “Oh my God Em!” Victoria sighed as she and Emma embraced, “That was incredible. I want to make you feel good too. Let me please you!” “There’s no time right now,” Emma said sadly, “There are people here who wish to destroy us.” “What?” Victoria asked as her quenched desire gave way again to the feelings of fear and confusion.. She looked and saw that Emma’s eyes had turned blood red and fangs had extended from her gums. Victoria suddenly realized that the man had been right, there were vampires, and she struggled to get away. “Don’t struggle,” Emma hissed, “It only hurts for a second. Then we’ll be together forever. Give yourself over to our me and then we can join our Master. We’ll go and find the rest of our mates. Victoria tried to resist but she knew that she couldn’t. The more Emma said the more it made sense. Victoria’s desires began to rage again as she thought about the bliss that would await her, her and the other girls. They could be sisters and lovers rolled into one. And their Master would protect them, Victoria couldn’t wait to meet him. He would be strong and beautiful, she just knew it. “You know it’s what you want,” Emma urged and as soon as she saw Victoria relent, she buried her fangs in her neck. Victoria’s blood flowed freely into Emma’s mouth and she drank as much as she could. Emma then heard a chuckling sound behind her and she saw that Daniel had joined them. Daniel had been fortunate early on to find the secret room that had been connected to this office. Who knows what the previous occupant had used it for, drinking scotch in the morning? Fucking his secretary? Smoking crack? It didn’t matter, all that mattered was that it made a good hiding place for Daniel and his brides. “Did I do well, Master?” Emma asked as Victoria’s blood ran from her lips and down her chin. “You did just fine, Emma,” Daniel said as he took off his shirt and cut open the wound on his chest, “But she must feed so she can cross over.” “Master?” Victoria hoarsely asked. “Yes, Victoria, I am your Master. You must drink now,” Daniel commanded and Victoria eagerly complied. The scars on his face were long gone, thanks to the boost he had gotten from Emma’s blood. “You promise you won’t hurt my mates,” Emma asked as Victoria greedily drank from Daniel. “I won’t hurt them,” Daniel moaned, “I will bring them over and they will never feel pain again.” -------------- “Well that’s every office on the floor,” Chris sighed as their search ended. “There’s got to be something up here,” Pete insisted. “All evidence to the contrary,” Chris replied, “Let’s check in.” “Good idea,” Pete said as he reached for his radio. “This is Pete, we can’t find him up here.” “Nothing down here either,” Carly replied. “I can’t find a soul,” Tom added. “Let’s regroup down here,” Steve suggested, “I don’t like being split up.” “Let’s do that,” Pete agreed, “He’s here somewhere, I know it.” Chris and Pete then walked down the stairs and found everyone else gathered in a group. “Where the hell can he be?” Carly asked. “Maybe he had some kind of back exit or something,” Pete offered, “I can’t find any trace of him. Nothing up there but some weird smelling office.” “What do you mean?” Gordon demanded. “I mean it smelled like a dead animal or something,” Pete replied. “Oh my God!” Gordon, “That’s where he’s been hiding during the day! You’ve got to take me there!” “Yeah it’s right upstairs,” Chris began, but before he could go on he was interrupted by boxes being knocked over. “It’s him!” Tom declared as he and Steve crept toward the source of the noise, but when they got there they saw that it wasn’t Daniel at all, it was merely Mel B. “Oh great,” Carly sighed, “What the hell are you doing in here?” “Where’s Arnie?” Tom demanded. “He’s fine,” Mel B. replied defiantly, “He’s just taking a little nap.” “What the hell did you do to him?” Tom asked. “We hit him over the head with a bottle,” Geri said as she and Mel C. came out of the shadows, “We didn’t want to, but we had to.” “I ought to arrest you right now for assaulting an officer!” Pete stated, “We better check if he’s okay.” “Wait a minute,” Mel C. interjected, “Where’s Victoria?” “Yeah, she was following you two,” Geri said as she pointed toward Chris and Pete. “We didn’t see her,” Chris declared. “She was right behind you,” Mel C. insisted. “Nevertheless, we didn’t see her,” Pete said in annoyance, “Tom go check on Arnie, make sure he’s still breathing.” But before Tom could get toward the door, a deep mocking laugh began. Everyone jerked their heads up immediately to see Daniel standing on the walkway around the offices. As everyone stared, Daniel was joined by Sandra, Sarah, Lysette, Mary, Emily, Stacy, and Emma. “Oh my God, it’s Emma!” Mel B. cried out. Emma responded by smiling and baring her new fangs for her friends. “The gang is all here,” Daniel said, “And it looks like you’ve brought some friends with you.” “What did you do to her!” Geri screamed. “You’ll find out soon enough,” Daniel said as he grinned. “Oh God, we’re so dead,” Steve stated in a panicked tone. “Hold it together, Stevie,” Carly insisted. “This feels like the end of The Wild Bunch,” Chris stated. “Aren’t they all dead at the end of The Wild Bunch?” Pete asked. “Yup,” was Chris’ simple reply. “So this is how it ends,” Gordon declared as he and the Detectives formed a semi-circle to repel the attack. “This is how it ends for you old man,” Daniel replied, “I am going to enjoy this!” There was silence for the next bit, as the seconds ticked by as though they were hours. Each side seemed to be waiting for the other to make the first move. “Enough,” Pete declared,. “Let’s kick some ass!” So with that he hurled a vial of holy water up toward the walkway. It missed it’s target, but it did the job of breaking the tension. The eerie calm had ended and now it was time for action. “YOU’RE GOING TO DIE!!!” Daniel screamed as he jumped from the walkway and lunged toward the humans on the ground. His brides quickly followed him and soon they landed and attacked. Carly was quickly knocked to the ground by Lysette and dragged off into a corner. “CARLY!” Steve screamed but his attentions were soon occupied by Sandra, who smacked the Detective hard across the face. “You knocked me down before asshole,” she hissed as her fangs extended, “I’m going to make you pay for that!” “RUN!!!” Mel B. screamed at her bandmates as they scattered to all corners of the building. Daniel meanwhile had found Chris as his target. “You killed Michelle,” the vampire spat out, “You’ll pay.” Daniel then lunged for Chris only to be stopped by Gordon. “I’m the one you want Daniel!” Gordon shouted as he withdrew his dagger. “Why don’t I show you what an old man can do?”