Rebel’s feast

Rebel, without hesitation, bites Annie. Annie yelps in pain. Rebel’s bite dogs deep into Annie’s fresh neck. Locked in, Rebel feasts upon her master. Her swallows are deeper and hungrier. Each gulp makes Rebel jump and grunt, heavier and heavier as Annie gets consumed.

“Can you slow down?! You are killing me!” Annie pleads. Rebel ignores her. “Help! HELP!!!”

Rebel rips out Annie’s flesh and eats the chunk of skin in her mouth. Annie is covered in her blood. Rebel rips open Annie’s shirt and bites down on her belly.

Suddenly the door opens. I heard her calls for help. I ready a taser and stun Rebel. Rebel jolts and collapses to the ground.

“Are you okay, Annie?” I ask. Annie is too exhausted to reply. I hand her my ring and she recovers.

“What is she? Did I do this?” Annie stutters.

“She is hybridised. She is part Werewolf, part Succubus and now part Vampire. The worst cocktail to be made. Unfortunately, your venom made her react differently. Venom can either do good or do worse. Your unpreparedness injected too much of it and it lead to Rebel being mindless. I have the cure in the storage. I’ll get George and he will chain Rebel to the stockade next to your bed.” I reply.

The stockade is used to control turned vampires if the venom amount is wrong. Too little and it is fine. Too much and it can mess with your mind. I found out about Rebel from the guards. They are monster veterans but loyal guards. If it wasn’t for them, the club would be a massacre.

“Once you are done, I’ll teach you how to steady your venom with another victim.” I tell Annie. Her skin is back to flawless. She jumps up and hugs me. I hug her back.