Let’s find Cassandra

“Who is the most dangerous?”

“Shit! Cassandra has latent powers of clairvoyance, I can’t let her fall into the hands of the demons. We look for her.”

Tasha heads up. You stop for a moment. You feel strong taloned hands begins to massage your back. You stop, enjoying the feel. You turn to see Gina. She looks gorgeous. You want to play with her massive perky breasts and kiss her full blood red lips.

She grins showing long sharp fangs. Rather than inspiring fear they just turn you on even more.

“Linda, Vespa wishes to turn the clairvoyant. Stay with Tasha and help her as best you can.”

You nod. Gina’s image flickers. You realize you have fallen far behind Tasha. You run effortlessly and catch up.

“C’mon Linda we need to find her. Let’s search this floor.”

You barely hear her. You are transfixed by her pulsing carotid artery. She quickly searches the floor, finding no trace of Cassandra. As you turn to head a large burly demon blocks your way.

You watch as Tasha pulls out a dagger. You back up as they begin to fight. It doesn’t last long. They demon may be able to bend steel, but Tasha is faster. She spins and slices, twirls and cuts. The demon falls to his knees and she drives the dagger into the creatures eye socket. It begins to smoke. Soon the body is little more than a pile of goo,

Tasha looks a bit winded, but almost unharmed. Only a little scratch on her cheek. A drop of blood oozes from the scratch. It is the brightest, prettiest red you’ve ever seen.

You touch her face. “You’re hurt.”

“Just a scratch, we need to find Cassandra.”

You nod, catching the drop of blood on your finger as you pull you hand away,

Tasha heads back for the stairs. You follow. When you reach the stairs, you discretely suck your blood covered finger. The taste explodes in your mouth like the cream in the center of a cupcake. It is the single best thing you’ve ever tasted. You know you are never going to give this up. Indeed, killing Tasha is a small price to pay for more of this ambrosia.

You stare at the wall. Instead of your reflection you see Gina’s. You wish you were as gorgeous as her. She grins showing inhuman fangs. Her eyes glow an unholy red.

“Good girl, Linda, you’re ready. Don’t fight it. By the time you reach Cassandra, mortality will be a distant memory.”

She disappears into mist leaving your reflection. You nearly gasp. You barely recognize yourself. Your breasts are fuller, your skin is paler, and the bite marks on your neck are gone. Your full lips smile, exposing eye teeth that look more like fangs. You run your tongue along them, cutting it. You taste your own blood. It is wonderful. You feel your heart struggle and skip a beat.

Above you, the clacking of Tasha’s shoes, focus your attention. You glide to catch up.

“This floor, Linda, I know she’s here.”

She opens the door and her jaw drops.