Bloody Kisses, chapter 9

*The Week Ends*

The Three Natars tried nothing else for the rest of the week. Kira said that it was only a matter of time but Tre refused to tell Billie this. Kat started having nightmares after her experience with Tre's memories, in fact when people started thinking to hard or were extremely emotional Kat felt there emotions and saw what they saw. Billie had told her that it was not a very common power, in fact the Natars choose not to enhance it seeing that it caused them to be unable to torture. Kat was unable to sleep night or day, she heard the voices of the people of DarkSprings.
"Kat..." Billie said to her one night as she sat up rocking on the bed, her legs pressed up against her chest. She looked up at him, she had tears in her eyes. Billie had fallen in love with her eyes and voice, the way she smelled, walked. He went to her and put his arms around her. "It's time Kat, are you ready for it?" She knew what he was talking about. The full moon, the blood ritual, which would seal her in this, place forever.
"Billie...I'm ready." She knew that once she was changed the voices would stop almost completely. He picked her up and they flew together to the place where Billie would transform her. One thing Kat didn't know was that Billie planned to do a lot more tonight than just change her.
They arrived on the rocky crags of Ireland in little less than an hour later. Billie had kissed her the entire way there; they even had to stop in Maine so that Kat cold get a hot coffee. The icy sea splashed against the gray rocks, its foam reached Kat's bare toes. She tasted salt on her lips and on Billie's.
"Where are we?" she asked gazing at the beautiful scene around her. There was a circle of stones in front of them, and in the harvest moon light they glowed an eerie color. Billie took her hands in his, Kat knew that he was home she could just sense it.
"This is Stonehenge now when I first lived here it was Ocumae, a beautiful sight." He led her into the center of the standing stones. "It was here that I first was transformed by Myra...and as I was changed the stones sprung from the ground to greet their king. Tonight they shall rise to meet their queen." Kat felt shivers go up her spin, this place was full of memories.
She saw Billie as he once was, a scared boy in love with the beautiful woman, a woman who was Kat's double. They laid down together, and when they bonded with both blood, body and mind the stars told him there secrets, the grass quivered under his touch, the heavens wanted to swallow them up for all the beauty of the couple.
"Kat..." Billie knocked her out of her daze, she looked at him and smiled, she saw his thoughts, saw what he wanted. Though she didn't know if she wanted it she knew that tonight would be even more wonderful than the night in Billie's memories.
"Yes, Billie...I know...I know..." She hugged him and let herself be pulled to the ground and already Kat could hear it singing.

*Back to the South*

As soon as Billie had left Mike swept Kit off her feet and took her away. He was ready to spend the rest of his eternal life with this girl. She was everything that he wanted, needed. She was still in her black lace Victoria Secret outfit, all the better. Blood exchanges were primal, instinctive, at least it was that way with him and Billie. He remembered it like it had been yesterday.
His parents owned a huge southern plantation. They had over two hundred slaves and pampered all their children, their seven sons and four girls. Mike had been the youngest of the eleven children when the first signs of the dispute had come he had sided with his parents. He remembered the slave women that his father took to bed every night, knowing that one day he could do the same, that he would be the master of a large plantation and that he would be important. The day that he turned seventeen, the civil war started. He and his brothers had been among the first to sign up for the confederate army. His mother had begged him not to go, but he said that it was his life that he was protecting along with her.
The first two years were hard, harder than ever. He had survived some major battles, but he had also watched two of his brother's die to Yankee bayonets, another two had joined the North and actually died at his hands. By the time his second year was up Mike was ready to go home to his parents when he received a letter. His sister Maryland had been murdered, her blood drained they figured that it was the northern army, her twin sister Maine had been deflowered while Susan and Katrina; his other sisters had been "taken" by northern soldiers. Mike had to fight one last battle.
When the two armies met there was an immediate strain, it was southern boys turned north against southern boys who hated them. Mike fought with every ounce of strength his twenty-year-old body could give him. Near the end of the fight when he was carrying a fellow wounded solider back to the camp a bayonet sliced through his back into his stomach, the man wielding it twisted it as Mike fell and then attacked the other boy. Looking up at his attacker Mike saw his brother Luke standing above him.
"You should have stayed home Mikey...but now I'll have to kill you...I love you." Those were his brother's last words, as the final blow came crashing down Luke flew into the air and landed with a sickening crunch. Mike saw a man standing above him, he was dressed in the laces of fine society, his green eyes glowed in the twilight; his hair black as the deepest pits of hell.
"Who..." Mike managed to say before spiting up a huge amount of blood. The man bent down touched his face and smoothed back his hair.
"I am your salvation, I've been watching you. Every since the war started, you have no fear. You shouldn't die like this. Now I'm giving you a choice, just like I gave your sister Maryland. I can save you and you will stay with me forever, or I can kill you faster."
"You killed Maryland?" Billie flashed a fanged smile at Mike, and put his hand into Mike's gushing wound. He pulled out his hand and licked off the blood.
"Yes...I thought she was the one but I was wrong..." Without warning Billie sunk his teeth into Mike's neck, making him woozy. "Last chance Mikey, live forever or die alone." Mike didn't have to think he was twenty and wanted the power this man had.
"Yes, for gods love yes!" Billie didn't have to be told twice, with ease he drained Mike so that his heart beat could barely be heard. Then he cut his wrist and put it to Mike's mouth. The hunger had taken him then. He had barely been able to stop himself, but Billie made sure he didn't take too much. Mike changed in a matter of minutes, and he ravaged the battle field. He drank his brother's blood, and then his comrades. Billie didn't stop him, they were already dead. When he had finished Billie and he had lunged at each other, then had torn off each others clothing and made love on the battle field. With the smell of blood and death on the air they kissed and exchanged loving words. For hours they endured, never letting up lost in the blood cravings, lost in each other and lost in their new life.
Mike laid Kit down in the same spot, for you never forgot these things, were he had been changed. He kissed up and down her pale body and she gave to him. He ripped off his clothes and she ripped off her lace. In the middle of a once battlefield Kit was soon to become a vampire.

*Germany*

The fly had been long but worth it. During WWII Tre had been part of Hitler's ever-popular youth. He was in fact Herr Zeller's one and only child. He was about fourteen when Hitler took over Austria. Over the next eight year's he served his father well, killing his share of Jews, gypsies and traitors. When he was twenty-two he became part of D-Day. The day that his father and Uncle Hitler (he hadn't called him this for a long time at that point.) decided to take over America as the day that Tre (Frank then) became a man.
When the dark day dawned Tre had found himself in a cat-house. He was looking for a moment of peace before the fight. Tre was in the middle of his last shag, or so he thought, when Billie walked in. He watched as Tre and the girl came to climax and applauded when they both collapsed in a huge heap. Coming closer to Tre Mike was visible in the back round. His eyes widened when he saw Tre, and he licked his lips.
Tre demanded to know why these two men were in his room. Billie looked to the girl, his green eyes ensnared her and she went to him. Without clothes on she began to kiss him going from him to Mike and then back. Mike was tired of the game, he told Billie (he still had a slight southern drawl at this point he lost it by the 50's) that he wanted it now. Billie said you can have the girl I'll take care of the boy. Tre watched as his bedding partners throat was torn out and then as Mike was still drinking her blood began to undress himself and then was boning the dead woman. Tre disgusted by the display, he tried to run but Billie caught him in mid step. Fumbling Tre fell to the floor, soon Billie was on top of him straddling him and for some reason getting Tre to rise.
"Who are you?" Tre asked between kisses. Mike had finished and was watching. Billie laughed.
"Mike watch already the man, Frank correct? Already Frank is in my power because..." Mike answered with enthusiasm. "Because we vampires are the ultimate in seduction, but I want to know how to change Master Billie, please show me?" Mike pouted, Tre didn't know what was going on only that he was getting weirded out. Billie sighed "If you want him to join us...it shall be done." Mike nodded and Tre barely felt the needle sharp fangs pierce his neck. He did feel the blood being drained from his body, he did feel the pressure in his groin rise as Billie straddled and drank. By the time the bloodied wrist came into view Tre had already cum twice on Billie's trousers. He latched on to it and drank. He let the liquid fill him, when it pulled away Tre looked up and saw that Billie and Mike were naked. He was attracted to him. That night while his father committed suicide and his friends were all dying he made love with two men and spent the night killing women, drinking their blood and loving them a.k.a vampire rape.
"Kim this is the spot where I was turned, in its day it was the best whore house in Berlin, now its an old building." She kissed him.
"It's still beautiful Tre." He loved her more in that moment than he ever had. He took her into the building the only room still intact was the suite he had been changed in. He laid her on the bed which still had the sheets on it that were stained with the last whore's blood.
"It's tradition to change your mate in the spot that you yourself were changed that is what I'm going to do...will you join me?" Kim laughed and nuzzled his neck before pulling him down, "Yes, I've been waiting."