Go to the police station

A new day has come as you woke up in the study. Fran got up early and she was reading with Priest Brandon. You knew better that she hasn't recovered from the loss of her friends yet, but she seemed to be managing. After one night of thinking you believed that you had no other option.

"Fran, I'm going to meet with Sergeant Ashton. Are you... uh..." You decided to warn the sergeant. You would need the police forces to deal with the vampire situation. But you're not sure if Fran wanted to come with you, or if you wanted her to.

"Okay. I'll go with you." Fran nodded and followed you.

"Alright.."

Dec 27th. It's bright outside but you didn't have the luxury to enjoy the weather.

You and Fran arrived at the police station at around 9:30 a.m.. As you entered the station, you noticed that there were dozens officers on duty today and it made you feel safe. However, before you could do anything, you were immediately stopped by two police officers.

"Mr. Wilson, you're a suspect for Neil Brown's ****. You need to come with us." One of the officers, Peter, handcuffed you without hesitation and led you to the interrogation room. Fran, watched by the other officer, said nothing but just followed behind you.

"I understand. I'll cooperate, but may I speak with Sergeant Ashton?" You pleaded earnestly, "I have some urgent matters to discuss with her."

"Sergeant Ashton will be with you shortly. Please wait." Peter just left you in the room alone and went back to his work.

Melissa Ashton was at her late 20s when she was promoted to Sergeant of the Owl city police department early this year. She was on duty today and things were already looking bad. There was another animal attack and some disturbing evidences have been collected near the victim from the scene. There were several reports of strange noises coming from a bar in the north of the city. And she just had an argument with her father yesterday. All these things were making her a little bit edgy recently.

When she was irritably scratching her short, silver-gray hair and was about to drink a sip of coffee to ease the tension, she heard that an unexpected "guest", James Wilson, just showed up at the front door of O.P.D.. What the hell, she wondered and went to the interrogation room.

Only minutes later Melissa entered the room. Immediately she noticed that there weren't just you and her inside.

"Who are you, miss?" She cautiously looked at Fran.

"Oh, I'm Francesca Evans. I'm James's friend. Nice to meet you." Fran stood up and introduced herself politely.

"His friend? Do you know that your friend here is one of the suspects for a recent ****? Come clean, James." She threw the papers at the desk and stared at you, "Neil Brown was killed, his wife is missing and we found your cellphone and your wallet at the crime scene. What the fuck has happened!?"

"You're not going to believe me, but, uh..." You paused for a second before you took off the scarf and revealed the wounds on your neck, "All those deaths... It wasn't animals. It was vampires. Neil's wife, Olivia, was turned into one. She killed him and bit me."

"Vampires!? James, are you high on something?" Melissa sneered at you and punched the desk angrily. She turned to Fran and asked, "You're not gonna tell me that you believe him, Miss Evans?"

"Well..." Fran awkwardly looked at you.

"Look, I know you probably won't trust me." You didn't have anything solid enough to convince Melissa, but you didn't seemed to care. You sighed and continued, "All I'm asking is that-"

"James!" Melissa yelled at you, "We have your fingerprints on his corpse and on the bed! I can't help you if you don't cooperate! You'd better tell me the truth, right now."

"Please... I'm telling you the truth! Olivia might have turned everyone in Night Crawler's Bar last night, and... and..." You lacked the courage to continue and just sat helpless in the chair.

"Night Crawler's Bar?" Melissa frowned with a serious expression, "That can't be coincidence. Someone has reported that there were some strange noises coming from that bar. I should go check it myself."

"Damn it, Melissa. Have you heard what I sad?" You tried to stop her from going there, however, a phone call interrupted you. It's Melissa's, coming from her mother.

"Hi, Mom." She picked it up.

"Mel... I don't feel very well..." Her mother's voice was faint. Melissa could hear her breathing weakly.

"Mom? What's going on? Mom?" Melissa asked anxiously but the phone was already hung up, "Damn it. Jack! Peter!"

"Yes, Ma'am?" A rookie police officers under her command came in her officer. And the one that brought you here came after him.

"Something happened to my mom, I need to go check on her." Melissa grabbed her things and gave the order as she rushed to the door, "Jack, you and Ernest go to the bar that was reported to have strange noises, and see if there's anything. Peter, take Mr. Wilson and Miss. Evans to the detention room. I'll be back soon."

"Roger that." They both answered.

"Wait? Fran too?" You yelled, "She has nothing to do with this!"

"Hey, James, it's okay." Fran didn't seem to care.

"We can't rule out that she's not involved. Peter, follow the protocol." Melissa left the room after she gave the rookie the final instruction.

"Yes, Ma'am." Peter nodded respectfully.

Peter and another big guy brought you and Fran to the detention rooms on the basement level. The two of you were locked in the same room with two beds.

You leaned your back on the bed and rested. You fell asleep easily. When you opened your eyes again you realized that it has been nearly two hours.

"You didn't sleep well last night, did you?" Fran was sitting on the other bed and looking at you. She shook her head with a bitter smile, "Me neither."

"Yeah..." You sat up on the bed, "Hey, Fran..."

You were going to ask her about how she felt, when you heard footsteps in the hallway outside. A few seconds later, a figure appeared at the door. It's Melissa.

"Melissa! You're back! Listen, I-"

You suddenly paused as you noticed something terribly wrong. Melissa wasn't wearing her uniform and didn't do the top button of her shirt. There was also some red stain on her collar. She was staring at you with a strange smile. It made both of you uncomfortable.

"Melissa, what happened to you?" You asked with concern.

"I have accepted her gift, James." Melissa said in a sultry tone, which did not like her at all, "Just like you had."

"What..." You didn't understand what she meant at first, or perhaps it's just you denying what's obvious, but you soon realized that you have put yourself in the a truly fucked up situation.

Melissa pulled the collar to the side. Under the short, silver-gray hairline on the neck there were a pair of bite marks, with semi-fresh blood around them. She gave you an evil smile while her eyes turned red and her canines elongated.

"Oh, God..." Fran covered her mouth with a gasp in horror.

"Help! Somebody, please help!" You shouted desperately in a hoarse and cracked voice, but no one answered.

"Save you breath, James. I've already recruited some new blood, and they're making sure that everyone in the station is either one of us or willing to serve us." Melissa laughed as she walked closer, "You should see your face. It's priceless. Too bad I can't see mine anymore."

"How... It's still daytime..." You gritted your teeth.

"I went to visit my mistress this morning. Mm... She gave me the gift, and I came back before the transformation was complete." Melissa moaned blissful when she touched the bite marks, "Oh, it's so wonderful, James. You should've told me to try it earlier. And your girl here..."

"Please... no... not Fran..." You almost begged Melissa when you saw her reaching out her hand.

"No? You should've thought twice when you forsook Mistress' gift." Melissa broke the lock and opened the door.

You instinctively stepped back when Melissa walked in the detention room. However, you noticed that Fran was moving at all. You tried to grab her, but Melissa slapped you with the back of her hand. Her strength was so tremendous that you almost flew across the room and hit hard on the wall. You felt like you heard your bones crashing when you collapsed, and you could barely stay awake.

"Silence, James. Wait for your turn." Melissa hissed at you when she was caressing Fran's chin.

You realized that you couldn't speak or make any noise anymore, since you were deeply hypnotized by Melissa, as Fran has been since the vampire entered the room. You tried to get up, but even moving your arm for an inch caused you unbearable pain. You could do nothing but watch.

You watched Melissa gently guide Fran to kneel on the bed and undress themselves. Soon the two of them were naked and you couldn't even move your eyes away from them. You didn't know if you were compelled, or you were just captivated by the scene.

Fran didn't understand why she was doing this. She couldn't control her body and, after a passionate kiss with Melissa, she couldn't control her thoughts, too. She leaned towards Melissa and suckled her breast, while the vampire was panting and growling. Melissa wrapped her arms around Fran, and they squirmed together. They switched their roles for several time until Fran was all wet down there.

"Turn around." Melissa whispered with a smile, and Fran obeyed.

The vampire drilled a finger from behind into Fran's pussy, sliding in and out swiftly and rubbed her thrall's breast with the other hand. Fran moaned and writhed as she was totally drowned in the unbearable pleasure. When Melissa's finger was soaked in Fran's juice, she smiled and bared her fangs.

"Ah!" Fran screamed when she squirted, when Melissa plunged her fangs into her shoulder. But the pain quickly faded and waves of electrifying shut her brain down. She lustfully blushed, stretched out her tongue and laughed like a slut.

When her lips tasted some sticky but sweet liquid, she drank it without hesitation. Fran grabbed Melissa's arm and sucked from the wounds on her wrist. She felt like an overwhelming heat was melting her brain, and she could feel nothing more seconds later.

Melissa got up from the bed after Fran fainted. She licked the blood around her mouth and smiled at you. When she lifted you up from the floor and threw you at the bed, when the agonizing pain swept through your body, you thought you were dying. You wished you had died.

"Now, what should I do with you, James?" Melissa climbed on top of you and gazed into your eyes, "Mistress wants to take you for herself, but I don't want to share you with anyone. I'll give you one last choice as a human. Now, make it."