Adopting the Crazy

Cleo stirred nervously by your side as You both sat on chairs in front of Rudy's finely organised desk, one that You thought was strange for a madwoman... in fact, the entire studio was extensively polished and well kept, something to take into consideration perhaps.

Vulcan hummed giddily, her Pink eyes twisting and turning unnaturally and unevenly as she sketched rapidly in... a Lime green Crayon... christ, this woman really did have several fucking screws loose.

However, these moments of relative peace, taking generous sips of the Warm ichor that filled Your teacup, gave you plenty of time to take a closer look at the Wendigo as she scribbled tirelessly in her heavy tome, it's cover the suspicious colour of dried and cracked skin.

Rudenia was a short, mousey kind of woman, no older than her early twenties by the looks of her, the explicit feminine beauty of her appearance meshed in strange ways in tandem of her clearly bonkers mannerisms, for example, her soft cheeks and rosy lips, twisted and darkened by her expression, an unrelenting mania that You weren't sure if she was suppressing or allowing to flow freely... no... she was definitely holding back, You could see it in those bulging magenta eyes of hers, saw it in the way her long dirty blonde hair shimmered and whipped as she twitched and spasmed.

You gotta admit though chippy, she is fine as a summer wine, hehe!

The Beast wasn't wrong, as petite as she was, she had a smooth buttery kind of complexion, her bust though only maybe an A or B cup, teased your eyes with her low-cut top and her shapely thighs, round and full, hugged tightly by her dark Blue jeans, gave her an almost fairy-like figure.

"Pff, You sip wine, you don't drown yourself in it."

Vulcan's form quaked as she sketched, it was a miracle that she managed to sketch like that "Hmmm, what am I forgetting? Chicken? noodles? chicken noodle soup maybe? it was hot... hot and polite... hmmm." Vulcan whispered, nibbling... no, eating the end of her crayon.

"Tea?" Cleo suggested, Vulcan's eyes straightened, turning upwards to Cleo as she grinned like an angler fish

"T? T? T. U. V. W. X. Y. Z!?, were You the Gerix's Alphabetical Hussy? wait... no, look at me being a silly goose, Tea! that's right, can't have guests without offering Tea, very rude to not offer tea."

Rudy darted off suddenly, knocking over her rune rifle as she vanished over to the other side of the Studio.

...Was that? A Southern accent? you could barely pick it up before due to her shrieking... interesting.

Cleo raised an eyebrow as she folded her arms, grumbling grumpily to herself "Call me a hussy... fucking maniac cowgirl ."

You looked with fascination as the Wendigo brandished a black kettle, polished to shine as she twisted off the lid and promptly pricked her fingers with her claws. It was incredible and fast and intricate her creation of runes were, drawing a blood-red sigh on the side of the kettle before brandishing...

"Where the hell did that come from?" Cleo whispered, licking her lips as she gazed at the slightly discoloured unbeating heart that Rudy grasped tightly in her hand, You raised an eyebrow, watching as the muscles in her hands flex tightly, squeezing the Human heart so that it's contents emptied a good amount of blood into the kettle, which with a few gentle words and a click of her fingers...

"Hellfire: hot flash." the Kettle instantly boiled, blood-red steam shooting out of its spout.

Vulcan's hands remained incredibly steady as she approached You and Cleo with full cups and saucers, the steaming Blood-Tea being set in front of the two of You as the Mask-maker propped herself up on her desk, watching keenly as You took the cup into Your hands.

You swirled the blood around, considering it as Vulcan stared intensely at You. You grinned nervously, chuckling slightly as You brought the cup to your cold lips, allowing the hot Blood to slip between Your lips... and then, euphoria

GOOOOOODNESS GRACIOUS GREAT BALLS OF FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Like a spout of fierce vitality, the Hot blood burned as it rolled down to your stomach, igniting the cold darkness within "This is amazing!" You gargled, unable to stop gorging on the delicious and slightly tangy ichor, feeling it enrich your body and awaken a certain someone from their brief slumber

"Beast!? Beast You're awake?"

...Aye captain, Your resident Monster is reporting for duty.

"....Jesus christ man, Your... speaking, at a normal volume?"

hmmm, I am... weird, I feel... Strong, Focused, how unimaginably peculiar.

"I know what You mean before You were a hulk before, but now... it's like You're a-"

...Colossal BEAST OF DARKNESS, like a furious storm contained in a perfect vessel, damn I could go for some poon-tang right about now, and maybe a little more of whatever we're drinking! haha!

"DAMN STRAIGHT!"

....You alright there Charlie?

"*Ahem* yeah, all good. it's good to have You back, you had me worried for a minute there, Bud."

You grinned boyishly after Your cup was drained, Vulcan returning the gesture as she fiddled with her fingers "You looked a little off, nothing that a Little hot tea can't fix. You know, I was stewing a Human's brains one day in a cave I was festering in, I couldn't venture out into town at the time, I'd hunted too many juicy bodies, human's don't like that, there were enough humans to burn poor Rudy at the steak... so I'd wait for silly little mortals to wander into my hole, and I'd rip out their hearts, leave them to ferment in their own delicious juices, then squeeze them into my pot... I lasted for months on that stuff, it's a beautiful little pick me up, don't you think?" It was strange, she seemed almost lucid in that moment, her words articulate and calm, that was until she rushed towards You, grinning with her pointed teeth as she brandished a tape measure

"BUT ENOUGH ABOUT ME, IT'S MEASURING TIME, I HAVE TO KNOW THE PROPORTIONS OF THAT BEAUTIFUL GLOBE OF YOURS, AND OF COURSE TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF, THIS MASK MUST BE ONE THAT IS FIT FOR A LORD, THOUGH I HATE COVERING UP THAT BUTTERY FACE!"

You wondered on just how much You could tell her, she was after all a lunatic, but... she was also a recluse who lived in an anomalous mask studio, truth is that she fascinated You, and You knew full well that to get, you had to give, and so You told her everything, from the beginning, though You were unsure how it would help with the mask.

You winced slightly as Vulcan tugged at Your cheeks, struggling to speak as the Blonde wrapped her measure around Your jaw "That's pretty much the gist of it, god... I really sound like an asshole when I tell it allowed." Vulcan seemed to not be listening to You, crimson tears flooding her eyes

"CORVUS THE BASTARD! HE DESERVED WORSE THAN **** FOR SUCH A BETRAYAL, AND THAT UMBRA, I WOULD HAVE EATEN HIS YOUNG FOR SUCH AN OFFENCE... if he had young? WELL, I'D ADOPT SOME KIDS FOR HIM AND SKIP ROPE WITH THEIR ENTRAILS... Sweet little Charlie, such a dark story, I wonder what secrets it hides? tell me, are You in love?"

Your eyebrows raised slightly, she caught You a little off guard with that one "Ummm... I..." You stammered, a little disarmed by how forward the Wendigo was, but she grinned knowingly, tapping her chin

"Aw look at those eyes of Yours... shining like liquid gold, of course, You are in Love... You know I was in love once..." Vulcan froze suddenly, pressing her lips together as her voice quivered slightly "He had long black hair just like You, fire in his eyes like yours too, the little varmint was hotter than my momma's fried chicken... Now all I have is My work, and My babies up there on the wall..." Rudy pointed around the walls, covered in a litany of strange masks-

"What the?"

You double took at the corner... where she had shot at and where she had smashed into it... it was repaired like no damage had ever been done in the first place, the space clean of the shattered masks that had been crushed into the woodwork, the evidence of the battle before completely wiped, Vulcan smiled eerily, flashing back behind her desk, gripping her long rifle tightly as she smiled "and My sweet Winchester of course..."

Your eyes thinned, this Woman, this place, it was odd in ways that evaded all sense, but You knew an asset when You saw one, this Beast was insane in a paradoxically calculated way, her insanity was a speed bump sure, but this was one southern bell that You intended to keep a grasp tightly.

"Look, umm Rudy... I've had a really fucking weird night, I'm pretty sure that an evil god just for lack of a better word put a bit of herself inside me and I'm asking an insane mask-making Wendigo to crown me Lord of the Vampires. But, You are kinda fascinating, I don't know what keeps you in this place, in this box that You've filled with false faces, I don't know why you carry that gun around, or why it's etched with the marks of ****... but I know what a person in pain looks like, and I know just how useful a true monster can be the unleashed by the right hands, so I have a proposition for You." You got to Your feet, adorning the devil's own grin as You extended a taloned hand "Join with me, become one with the night, take an oath with the Noxium and I will embrace You will open arms."

You heard Cleo's chair scrape back as she flew to her feet, grasping Your arm as Vulcan contemplated Your extended hand "Are You out of your mind, this nut is an outcast, she's dangerous and insane, You can't trust her!" Cleo whispered harshly, though You did not waver, watching as Vulcan's eyes looked over Your open hand, her long tongue lapping her teeth as she hummed thoughtfully.

"Avacado's... yes... avocado's You know I'm a lot like one, a blackened seed, stubborn and unmoving, surrounded by gooey flesh. Hell, I haven't left My Iron Maiden in 30 years, this place is mine, it obeys my will as the Runes do, it heals like I do, it moves freely as I do, I get all I need in dumb mortal flesh bags stumbling blindly through my red door, do You really think that you're the one to pry that seed from the insidious flesh, why should I... tehe, conjoin with you?" She was challenging you, pulling up the bucket from the well of shadow, but You didn't falter.

"Because I am going to rule this city, and I'm going to cage that Crimson-haired Bitch in it and watch Her burn for what she did, outcast or no, Vulcan, You don't want to be on the side of ashes." Wow... that was uh, intense, though Cleo and Rudy both seemed to be quite impressed

"Hmmm, I guess You are a cutie, and powerful... I've never seen a Dragon's breath Rune produced so easily... OH ALRIGHT THEN, why not, It's getting pretty boring in here anyway, a lady can only flick her bean in her Mask-hole for so long." Rudy grinned, taking Your outstretched hand and shaking it for a little too long, Cleo, however, looked utterly furious

"This is a mistake," Cleo growled, You rolled Your eyes as Vulcan rubbed your fingers with a suspicious look in her eyes

"Oh stop being such a buzzkill, You'll get your wish, with or without her."

"it's not my wish that I'm worried about, You want to let this lunatic into our Clan." Cleo snarled under her breath, with a sigh only half true, You rubbed Cleo's arm supportively an action that made her flush red with the Blood tea that she had just drank

"Aw, You said our clan, you are warming up to me, calm down sweetums she isn't that bad." You whispered, making the Gothic beauty grit her teeth, pointing accusingly at Vulcan who You had just noticed had begun to lace her long dark tounge along your fingers hungrily

"She's tounge-fucking your fingers You dope... GET OFF OF HIM." Cleo nudged Vulcan away, the Blonde immediately hissing angrily, her face contorting as she growled

"NO TOUCHY, don't be touching Rudy while she gives her new master some tongue lovin'!" Rudy roared, Cleo's eyes burning as her claws unsheathed for battle

"I should gut you right here." The Raven haired woman looked ready to rip out her throat... while Rudy looked ready to eat Cleo's face

"I'm going to tear out those fangs of yours and shoot them out of my pussy like a peashooter!"

trembling with an unimaginable cringe, You rubbed your eyes "Well I can't unhear that, just cut it out You two." You commanded, getting between the Blonde and the Black-haired women, "You're supposed to be Immortal badasses, not catfighting little girls, now if we could return to the task at hand."