Vlad visits Sue for an Update

Somewhere in the concrete jungle of New York City was a long, dark-haired woman with a very pale complexion. To the average New Yorker, she was extremely attractive woman, some would have thought her a model. Currently she was sitting in a random café contemplating what her father’s servant had told her. Her scarlet eyes took in her surroundings; the undead woman marveled in fascination at how naïve the humans were. Going about their days in ignorance; none of them even aware that among them was a creature they thought merely as fictional. The result of some 19th century Irishman’s imagination. The abandoned Princess’ eyes finally landed on the clock on the wall; it was 3:34, it would be more than 7 hours until nightfall.

“Susan, huh?” Lilith said to herself, amused, “So, that's the name of my new stepmother.”

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On the island of Manhattan stood the Baxter Building, it stands on the corner of 42nd Street and Madison Avenue. Within the topmost floors live and operate the Fantastic 4, at least to the outside world. None are aware of the horror that will happen behind closed doors.

Unbeknownst to most of the world, 3 out of 4 adults were currently working in the laboratory of Dr. Reed Richards. Sue only smiled as she watched her husband work, Reed was building something that would benefit their master. While usually Reed’s obsession would leave her feeling abandoned, but no more. The matriarch looked to the clock to check the time; it was 3:46 pm. The lovely blonde could now look forward with anticipation to sundown when her Dark Master would use his centuries of knowledge to pleasure her in ways her husband would not. Sue knew she had fed them both as to give him energy to perform his assignment, the only thing she had to worry about would be to keep the boys’ noses, and lack thereof, out of her love’s accommodations. Her son Franklin of course could also be a problem, but his wellbeing did not concern her at the moment. Susan even convinced her brother to take his nephew out on the town so as to prevent them from getting in the way. Which then left Ben to help around their home, at least he was useful in delivering in boxes of materials to the laboratory.

“Hey, stretch!” Ben called out, “Where ya want this 1?”

The man just pointed in a direction and Sue used her malleable **** fields to help place it, Ben did find it odd that Suzie was helping Reed out. Whatever this gadget he was working on was, he would bet a 20-ounce steak that it had to be important for her to be present.

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On floor 27 of the Baxter Building held a several apartments, 1 of which was registered under Justin Drake. Within this apartment were some furniture as well as a large, elongated crate, only a select few knew that this crate contained the King of the undead.

It was 7:00 pm, knowing he would need to rise in a couple hours, Dracula began planning his next move. First, he would have to investigate this child that Irene spoke of, the boy that he was told, would be a major threat to his plans. His servant had been correct so far and there was no reason to suggest she was wrong; still, it never hurt to be careful.

“Now,” he mused to himself, “the first step will be to understand this…child.”

The King of the Vampyr paused, he knew he was talking to himself and then smiled when it dawned on him. He knew the best person give him information on his intended Queen’s child, her foolish younger brother from whom he was able to gain entrance through invitation. It was so simple, and he didn’t even need any real power over him, he smiled at how easy it would be.

At 9:07 pm, a mass of mist slipped out of a large wooden crate then calloused into the shape of a man. After the mass solidified, he took the crowbar left on top of the crate. Justin could only assume it was left there by the movers, whoever they were. Opening crates required a tool since there was no protruding edges to grab for his bare hands to open them. Most containers require a lot of effort by a normal man especially with a crowbar but to Mr. Drake, it was child’s play, only one pull and the entire lid came off. Next was the removal of his coffin from the box, which was another easy feat, he had done it enough over the decades during his travels. Once he finished his coffin’s placement, he left for the apartment across from his own where Raven and his servant were positioned.

Once Justin had entered their space with the same crowbar and performed the same task as before with Raven’s coffin, after she had left it of course. Destiny however climbed out of her box of soil and moved it with the help of Raven. After everything was done, he left to pay Susan a visit and taste her but not before arranging for Raven and Destiny to invite certain residents for a visit…a late-night snack for them at least.

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It was now 1:24 am, with the Richards’ Marital Bedroom. Hours after Dracula enjoyed his soon to be queen’s blood and gave her the pleasures of the flesh, he then repositioned her onto the bed and covered her in the sheets.

Once done, he instructed her, “Now, you will come to me tomorrow evening accompanied by your brother at 7:00 pm, I wish to speak to you.”

“Of course, my Love,” agreed the blonde matriarch.

“Susan, tell me,” Vlad inquired of her, “How far has my **** come with the device?”

“He is about finished,” she informed her master, “Aside from testing, he said it should be operational by tomorrow night.”

Vlad could only grin upon hearing those words come from her lovely mouth, “Excellent.”

He stood and left for his own floor, and his apartment through the balcony window as he allowed his soon to be queen to drift off to sleep. Everything was going according to plan.