Dakota's twisted fate (S2)

“Don’t be afraid. You’ll enjoy it.” Henry opened his arms while walking towards the frightened Dakota. His sister’s blood was good, but not as tasty as he thought it would be. He expected some young blood from this girl would be more delicious, more pure and fresh.

Dakota just stared at the vampire and quivered. She didn’t have to courage to run even if she was not under Henry’s mind control. All hope had been lost to her even before her friends were taken by these monsters. When the vampire ripped her uniform apart, she closed her eyes, wept quietly and accepted her **** fate.

But it seemed that fate would like to play with her for a bit longer.

Some cold and thick liquid was splashed on her breast. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the grave astonishment on the vampire’s face, as his chest had been pierced from behind by a pencil. A fucking pencil.

Essentially a rod of wood ran straight through his heart and he was paralyzed instantly. Henry collapsed with all his strength gone in just a second. Standing behind him was the annoying brown hair girl who was turned by his first spawn. How is she possible to disobey me, to defy me? I should have total control of my spawns!

“How-” Henry didn’t have the chance to finish his words as the female vampire brutally stomped on his head, crushing it and ending him once and for all.

“Bastard. You deserve this.” Claire gasped for air after killing the vampire who was responsible for turning Sam and making her like this. But the satisfaction from this sweet **** didn’t last long when she heard a voice full of doubts from behind.

“What have you done to our master?” Sam, with Amanda’s juice and blood all over her face, was standing behind Claire and staring at her with confusion.

“Sam...” Claire turned around, walked up to her and held her hands tightly, “It’s OK. I killed him! You won’t be controlled by him anymore!”

“But I... I’m still... thirsty.” Sam snuffed the air and immediately turned towards Dakota, who was sitting on the floor.

Dakota was released from Henry’s mind control and she immediately collapsed. The medical case in her hand was dropped, too, and it was knocked open. There were several blood bags along with a large syringe of purple glowing liquid in it. The latter caught Claire’s eyes, however, Sam was focusing more on the tall drink of blood.

“No, no, Sam!” Claire held her back with all her strength, but more importantly, with what was left of her conscience, “You don’t want to hurt her! This isn’t you!”

“It isn’t?” Sam looked very confused, “I thought this is what we are right now. Look.” She pointed at the naked, bloodless corpse of Dario Rosso a few meters away and said, “You fucked him and you drained him! You were happy, weren’t you? And I’m happy to see you like that! You don’t have to suffer!”

“No! That’s because...” Moments of Dario’s manhood squeezed into her pussy and her fangs pierced his neck flashed by Claire’s eyes, and they made her feel hot and thirsty again. She shook her head to collect herself and continued, “That’s because we were controlled by that monster! We’re better than that!”

“But...” Sam couldn’t help glimpsing Dakota from time to time, but Claire’s words seemed to be more compelling to her, even though she should be the one owning Claire’s mind since she was the one who turned Claire, “What should we do?”

“I need you to get back inside the factory and find Dustin, alright? I’m sure he’s still there.” Claire calmed Sam and herself down, “I’ll take care of the things here.”

“OK...” Sam murmured, turned around and left.

Claire breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Sam disappearing into the dark building. Shivering, she looked at the blonde girl with her hungry red eyes. She tried her best to hold her thirst back and knelt down beside Dakota to check on the syringe. It said “KT-W-0002 Umbrella Corporation” and nothing else.

“Hey, what’s your name?” Claire tried to be nice and stared at Dakota, but unknowingly started to mind control her.

“Dakota...”

“Dakota... So, what is this?” Claire helped her put all the blood bags back into the medical case but grabbed the syringe to check on it carefully.

“I don’t know...” Dakota replied in a crying tone, “Miranda... put it in the case... Said her brother asked her to bring it to him...”

Claire looked at the headless corpse on the floor with confusion. Why would he want this syringe? What did the liquid do? She almost regretted killing him that easily, otherwise she would have the answer she needed by now. But she might be able to get that answer back in the factory... Believing it to be important, Claire put the syringe back into the medical case and decided to bring the whole case with her.

“OK. Dakota, I’ll take care of this from now on, and you need to run, OK?” Claire felt her fangs itching when looking at Dakota’s fine neck, “Get yourself to safety!”

“I can’t... I can’t...” Dakota cried like a baby as she didn’t have the strength nor the will to carry on by herself in this city of the dead. Under Claire’s influence she tried to move her legs but failed to stand up. Deep down she knew that there was no hope for her.

“Listen, you must not stay here, or... or...” The fragrance from the girl was so intoxicating that Claire found herself attracted to her.

“But you’re so sweet... so warm...” Claire, shivering from the chilling cold and the growing thirst in her throat, hugged Dakota tightly and appreciated her warmth. Their bare breasts rubbing against each other’s aroused Claire further. Dakota’s crying softly made her more endearing, so endearing that Claire didn’t want to let her go.

Claire gently brushed up Dakota’s hair to reveal her clean neck. The wonderful aroma almost blinded all her other senses and the pumping sounds of blood in her vein felt so inviting. Claire slightly tilted Dakota’s head to the side and one last time inhaled the sweetness, before opening her mouth and baring her fangs.

Dakota felt the cool breath caressing her neck seconds before the pair of fangs tipped her flesh. She sobbed in despair, waiting to be taken. She knew this would happen the moment they were ambushed by these monsters... No, she had lost her hope even before that. She has accepted this fate.

Seconds have passed but the pain she waited had never arrived. The vampire holding her was quivering. That pair of fangs kept touching her neck, but never once did they actually stab into her. She was confused, but the next second she was pushed away.

“I’m sorry... I’m sorry!” Claire groaned painfully before covering her mouth with her hand, and stepped back with tears in her eyes, “Please... Go! Just go!”

Claire struggled to ignore the blonde girl and picked up the medical case before running towards the factory. She knew that she had to keep herself away from humans or she would lose control again. Sam was right at some point. This was what they were now. Covering her mouth didn’t make the fangs go away, didn’t change what she was. There was no going back.

Dakota was shocked to see the vampire running away from her and going into the building. She couldn’t believe that there was actually a vampire who could resist the thirst and spare her pathetic life. This “miracle” was so astonishing that it gave her enough strength to carry on. It almost felt like God was giving her a second chance to survive.

After several tries Dakota managed to stand up. Perhaps there is hope after all, she thought with a smile of relief on her face, when a cold hand lay on her shoulder.

It seemed that fate’s playtime was over.

Before she could realize what happened, she was pinned down on the table where lay the corpse of Amanda, by a resurrected Miranda.

“No, Miranda! No! Ah!” Dakota screamed heartrendingly when Miranda bent down to bite hard on her ass while drilling her cunt with two fingers. She tried to fight back, but there was no way she could outmatch a horny, thirsty vampire. She kept crying helplessly and, when a dark shadow came in front of her, she was silenced.

To be more precise, her mouth was plugged by the large, hardened manhood of Dario Rosso, who was grabbing her arm and tasting the fresh blood from where he bit on the wrist. The more blood he took, the more energetic he became and stronger he thrust.

Dakota felt extremely painfully as the dick was pushing deeper into her throat and she could barely breathe. By comparison, the bites on the wrist and on the ass brought her only pleasure. In only a few seconds, the overwhelming pleasure washed all her fear away, and her mind was emptied. She squirmed to match Dario and Miranda’s movement and to make herself more enjoying.

Due to the severe blood lost, she slowly closed her eyes. Before she totally lost her consciousness, she saw Amanda on the table next to her opened her crimson eyes and hissed at her with fangs bared.

Dakota smiled joyfully. She felt a short pain on her shoulder before she felt nothing. For now.

Blessed to have survived long enough to finally find hope, cursed to prove it false and be fucked by all her friends who haven’t. But blessings and curses are two sides of a coin. A coin which fate likes playing.

Perhaps when Dakota woke up minutes later, she would have an opposite viewpoint.