EternicoWare reunion (part 1)

“New faces! I love to see new faces! Come in ladies, come in. Refreshments are on the buffet and you can start having a look at our products on the table.”

Six other women greet the Pinewood sisters in the living room of the old and creepy house. The expert eye of the two hunters immediately identify two thralls and two blood dolls. With the Master that just greeted them, this slay might prove a bit harder than they originally expected.

”Hi everyone I’m Olivia and this is Shirley, my sister.”

“Twin sisters! We are truly blessed, I am Electra, your host today. These are Jeanine,” (thrall number one), “Blair,” (thrall number two), “Valerie,” (blood doll number one), “Fiona,” (blood doll number two), “and, I am sorry girls but I didn’t catch your names...”

“I’m Lisa.” (Newcomer number one)

“And Lynn!” (Newcomer number two)

But Olivia and Shirley Pinewood are not afraid. They know they will prevail. A prophecy foretells that every generation two sisters are born under the blood red moon of the summer equinox. The sisters will grow to become the chosen ones, the scourge of the bloodsuckers and nothing will stand in their way until they kill the Grand Master Vampire. Olivia and Shirley know that for a fact since their dad told them the story of their grand destiny countless times since they were babies.

The problem is that the prophecy is riddled with factual errors. First, this might seem a technicality but, midsummer is the solstice not an equinox. Second, there is no such thing a Grand Master Vampire. And third, the twin sisters are just that, normal twin sisters without any special abilities, except for a limited form of telepathy that only works between them. No chosen ones, no great destiny, just a story made up by a very sad man whose wife was killed by a Master-less thrall and who decided that he would bring hell on all vampires by raising his two baby daughters to become fearless vampire hunters.

So far, the girls have only faced thralls and, on this afternoon’s slay, they go against their very first Master. But the fact that the girls have been trained since they were three years old and that neither Electra nor her thralls suspect a thing about the wolves in sheep’s clothing amongst the herd they are about to feast on makes for a serious advantage. This element of surprise might make a difference.

Shirley, by the small table, runs an absent minded hand over the bottles of performance enhancement pills, lubes and the large array of dildos, geisha ball, strap-ons and anal plugs.

“This is going to be a tough one,” she mentally tells her sister.

“Yes, let’s be cautious and wait for the demons to start feasting... let’s play along... ”

“Copy that.”

Electra standing in the middle of the circle, claps her hands.

“Ladies, please be seated. It’s fifteen past, I guess we can start. In advance I want to apologize to the ones who were here last week but since we have lots of new faces today, I feel obliged to explain a bit this little party.”