New paradigm

Laying on your back like a fat overfed sea lion, your sister by your side with the cooling corpse of Nicole between you two, you look at the Caribbean night sky above your head. It is still as bright as you first saw it when you turned yet something feels different about it. It is as if some sort of threatening cloud had been lifted by the wind.

You let your mind draft away as your body slowly recovers from the amazing feeding you went through.

Mina, your Mistress is going to be so pissed off when she learns that Deb and yourself robbed her of her century old ****. Yet, this was definitely worth it.

You close your eyes enjoying the lingering taste.

Mina will have to deal with it. After all, what do you really owe her? In the end she is not the one who gave you eternal life and she is, definitely, a psycho, a fucking genocidal maniac.

Why on earth, you wonder, with all her powers and the full might of the Horde to do her every whim, would she need to highjack a cruise ship with more two thousand passengers just to get to Nicole? It is not that you do not see the fun in it, you are enjoying yourself a lot, but, is not there a bit of overkill? Like killing a fly with a tactical nuke. The work is done, the fly is dead and the shroom cloud is cool to watch but then you have to deal with the radioactive fallout.

You pause.

Ships do not get lost at sea so easily anymore. Radio, planes, sonar, radars, submarines, other boats, hell! Just from the top of your mind, you can see a thousand ways all this could go wrong. Is Mina, your Mistress, so blinded by her thirst for **** that she did not foresee the potential repercussions of all this? Is Mina, your mistress, stupid?

You pause again. Until the evidence hits you:

Is Mina your mistress?

You stand on your elbow and look at your sister who is, gapping, looking back at you. In her eyes you see she just had the same revelation.

Between the two of you, Nicole stirs, and, purring, turns around. She licks her lips, runs her tongue over her nascent fangs and bolts!

“What the fuck!”

She falls back on the deckchair. She looks at you two.

“What the fuck, girls? Did you just turn me?”

“Well yes, sort of...” Deb answers as you stay speechless.

“Oh... I’m so sorry girls... I never wanted this to happen... I should have stayed on the move... I should have never trusted that bitch Mina would give up... I should have...”

She pauses. She licks her lips again, cups her tits and runs a hand between her thighs.

“I...,” she resumes, “this feels actually quite amazing...”

“Yeah, it does...” Deb replies stating the obvious.

Nicole looks around, you can feel some apprehension in her beautiful red eyes.

“Where are the others?”

“What others?” You ask.

“Mina, Quincey and Jonathan, the other members of the horde... Wait... Did you guys just turned me yourselves?”

“Yes, as I said earlier, we turned you.” Deb answers.

“So... no Mina, no stake, no beheading... are you guys still part of the Horde?”

“Why? Yes... I guess...” You answer.

“No, seriously, are you still Mina’s servants...?”

“Well... I don’t know...” You reply.

She starts laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Deb asks.

“You guys! I love you guys, I love you so fucking much, the Restless sisters saving the day! Fuck you Abraham! Fuck you Dracula! These two bitches have broken the fucking curse and we can take the fight back to that cunt! Three masters against one. Mina, you are so fucked right now...”