Back at the motel

Before Felicia and raven could move could move, the door exploded inward in a shower of splinters. A figure stood silhouetted in the doorway, backlit by the flickering neon sign outside. Miranda. Her once-familiar face was twisted into something feral, her lips peeled back from elongated fangs.Miranda’s crimson eyes glowed in the dim light, her once-human features now sharpened by vampiric hunger. But it wasn’t just her. Behind her, a figure stepped forward—Felicia’s father, Darren , his face pale and gaunt, his own fangs bared in a silent snarl. His shirt was torn, , and his movements were unnaturally fluid, like a marionette pulled by unseen strings. Felicia’s stomach dropped.

Felicia "Dad—?"

Her voice cracked. His head tilted, his gaze locking onto hers—but there was no recognition in those hollow eyes. Only hunger.Felicia barely had time to process the horror of her father’s transformation before Miranda let out a throaty laugh, running her tongue along one fang.

"Miranda- mmm... two half-naked girls already waiting for us,"

she purred, her gaze raking over Felicia’s exposed skin and Raven’s disheveled state.

Miranda- "How... considerate."

Darren’s nostrils flared, his predator’s instincts locking onto the scent of Felicia’s fear—and the heat still radiating between her and Raven. His lips curled into something between a snarl and a smirk. Raven reacted first. With a snarl, she shoved Felicia behind her and lunged for the nightstand where her silver dagger lay—but Miranda was faster. A blur of motion, and Miranda was on her, slamming Raven against the wall with bone-cracking force. The dagger clattered to the floor as Miranda’s fingers closed around Raven’s throat, her fangs glistening. "

Miranda- You were too slow, little hunter," Miranda hissed.

Felicia scrambled back, her bare feet slipping on the discarded clothes, but Darren was already blocking her path. His cold fingers wrapped around her wrist, yanking her forward until she face to face with himHis breath was ice against her skin. Felicia’s pulse hammered in her throat, her free hand instinctively flying up to push against his chest—but he didn’t budge. His grip only tightened

Felicia - "Dad—please," she choked out

her voice trembling. His lips peeled back, revealing the full length of his fangs.Felicia's breath hitched as Darren's grip tightened, his fangs glistening under the flickering motel light. But then—his nostrils flared. His head jerked back slightly, confusion flickering in those dead eyes.

Darren - "You smell like her," he rasped,

voice thick with something between disgust and hunger. Felicia froze.

Felicia- Like who?

Behind them, Miranda let out a sharp laugh, still pinning Raven against the wall.

Miranda- "Oh, this is delicious," she purred. "All this time, you thought it was Ginger you were fucking, didn't you, Darren?"

Felicia's blood turned to ice.Miranda’s free hand—the one not crushing Raven’s throat—slid down her own body, fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her tight leather pants. A slow, obscene smirk curled her lips as she cupped herself, her crimson eyes locked on Darren’s face.

Miranda- "You thought it was Ginger moaning your name,"

Miranda taunted, rubbing slow circles over her cunt through the fabric.

Miranda- "But it was me glamored to look like her. Every time. Every. Single. Time."

Felicia - you..you did this to him..why ?

Miranda’s grip on Raven tightened, But Miranda’s attention was locked on Felicia, her lips curling into a vicious smile.

Miranda - "Because of your mother, Ginger," Miranda hissed

her voice dripping with decades of venom.

Mira- "She stole him from me in school.

Miranda - She made my best friend Cortney betray me, ruined my popularity—turned everyone against me. And then she took Darren."

Felicia’s stomach twisted. Mom? She’d never heard any of this—never even suspected. Her mother had always been warm, kind. The thought of her tangled in some bitter high school rivalry with a vampire was surreal. Miranda’s fingers flexed around Raven’s throat, making the hunter gasp.

Miranda- "So I waited. And with this gift from the Master," Miranda hissed

Felicia’s breath came in shallow gasps as Darren’s grip on her wrist loosened slightly—his undead face twisting with something like recognition.

Miranda- ..ill have what's rightfullmine once more..I claimed Cortney already, turned her, you saw us while I was claiming Darren back..next I'll kill Ginger, after I claim you, and tooking what matters most to her away