In Memoriam

Safety In Numbers

Moira ran down the stairs and past the row of cells to the room Rickey was locked in. She looked into a small hole in the door. It was completely dark and she couldn't sense any form of life in the room. She banged hard on the door and heard groaning coming from within. "Rickey?" she called out. She tried to open the door but found it locked and pulled harder, until she heard steps behind her and turned around. Gol stood behind her, staring at the door. "Watch out." Gol said, as she motioned for Moira to move, pulling a key from her pocket to unlock the door. "I had copies of her keys made." Gol said, as she opened the door. The girls looked inside, peering into the darkness and heard nothing. Gol quirked at Moira, "I smell blood." she said. Moira walked in and turned on the light. "Oh my god..." Gol said quickly, covering her mouth, as the bright blinding light revealed blood covering the floor and the bed Rickey was laying on. They saw him staring blankly toward the ceiling. Moira walked over to him and touched the side of his neck, checking for a pulse, then pulled her hand away when looked at her. "He's alive?" Gol asked. Moira put her hand on Rickey's face, then looked at the bite marks on his neck. "She fed from him." she said. Gol looked over his wounds, but didn't feel sorry for him. He looked at her. "Let me go or kill me." he said. "You have a serious death wish, you know that?" Moira said. "I'm already almost dead." he replied. "Don't you think you deserve it?" Gol asked him. Moira pulled away from Rickey and looked at Gol. "He tried to kill me, Moira." she said. "How do you know he was in his right mind?" Moira asked. "Does he HAVE a right mind?" Gol asked, upset that Moira was defending him. Even in his state of agony, Rickey laughed lightly. "No." he said. Moira rolled her eyes. "Let's just get him out of here and figure out what to do later. It was a bad idea bringing him here. I thought she was going to figure things out and help Abigail. She's just feeding off of him, not even caring he's infected." Moira said, trying to plead with Gol for understanding. "I'm pretty sure she was getting off on it." Rickey said. "Ew! I thought you were dying." Moira said. "I am. But, if I can't go out with a bang, might as well go out with a laugh." he said. "Fine. We'll get him out of here but on one condition..." Gol said. "What?" Moira asked, giving a look of uncertainty. Gol looked down at him and sneered, "Let me bite him." she said. "What?" Moira asked in surprise. Rickey narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, what?" he said. "He tried to bite me. It's only fair." Gol said. "Tried being the key word in that." Rickey said. "You would have if you hadn't been distracted by your stupid cousin." Gol said. Moira looked at Rickey and back to Gol. "He'll die if you bite him, he's already dying. And, he's infected." Moira said. "I can't get it, you know that. I won't kill him, I'll bring him close to it, but I won't let him die. If he gets too close, I'll feed him. If not...then, I won't help and I'll tell everyone he's escaping." Gol said. "Death or death. Thanks for the options." Rickey said. Moira sighed, "Good luck not killing him." she said. "I...uh...need some privacy. I hate it when people watch me eat." Gol said, which resulted in Rickey looking at her strangely. "Don't leave me alone in here with her." he said to Moira, as she began walking toward the door. "Try to be quick, and knock when you're ready. I'll keep a look out." Moira said, as she walked out of the room and shut the door behind her.

Rickey looked from the door and up at Gol, who was glaring down at him. "You're going to kill me." he said. "That would require mercy, which I don't have for you." she said. She grabbed his face and turned it to the side, examining where Lily had bitten. "She's not even my mother..." she whispered. Rickey looked at her from the corner of his eye. "She caused this, Golgotha. She did this on purpose, she wanted this." he said. She let go of his face. "Don't say my name." she said, as she leaned her hip against his bed and crossed her arms. "You're not going to let me go or kill me." he said, smirking. "No, I'm not doing any of that." Gol said. "You fucking bitch. Does your sister know-" he began to say. Gol grabbed his throat and looked at his face closely, as she dug her nails into the wound on his neck, causing it to pour blood. "I'm not like her when it comes to you. I don't give a fuck about you, I'll leave you here to rot alone." she said. He winced in pain and glared at her. "Don't waste my blood." he said. Gol looked at the blood pouring from his neck, as it covered her fingers. She moved her blood covered fingers to her mouth and licked them, a confused expression on her face. Rickey smiled as he watched her. "Look at me." he said. Gol looked up to see his eye shining, a feeling of inebriation hitting her hard. She stumbled slightly and sat down on the bed next to him. "What did you do?" she asked. "I'm helping you keep your word with your sister. But, you don't want my blood. Do you?" he asked. She looked at him, the room beginning to spin around them in her vision, and shook her head. "Cut the straps." he said. Gol reached over him to a nightstand near the bed and grabbed a glass vase, shattering it, and gripped a piece of broken glass. Blood streamed from the wound on her hand the broken glass caused. Gol ignored it, as if she didn't even realize it had happened, and cut the straps to free him. Rickey sat up and gently took the broken glass from her hand, dropping it on the floor. He took her hand to his mouth and licked the blood that came from the wound. Gol didn't respond, she watched him silently, unable to react. He looked up at her, blood gleaming on his lips, and pulled her closer to him. He grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled it to the side, exposing her neck more. "I won't kill you. I'll just bring you close to it, but I won't let you die." he said and bit into her neck. Gol winced slightly, feeling the pain from his bite. She tried fighting the drunken feeling that weakened and overwhelmed her, moving her hand behind him and grabbing the back of his shirt as he drank her blood. She started to breathe heavily and he stopped, pulling away and looked at her. Her skin had become pale and she was glistening with sweat. He smiled. "I keep my word." he said. He let go of her and stood up. She fell onto the bed, dizzy and shaking, as the drunken feeling began to lift. Rickey left her there, taking off his shirt and walking over to where a sink was. He turned it on and washed the blood from his mouth and neck, then walked over to a closet in the room, finding a black scrub shirt and putting it on. Gol was trying to stand up from the bed as she watched him. "What did you do to me?" she asked angrily. "I took your blood. You saved me just now." he said. She tried to climb over the bed to get to him, but fell onto the floor at his feet. He looked down at her arrogantly. "I should have killed you!" she yelled. "Yeah. Probably." he said. She grabbed at his leg and he stepped back. The door to the room started to open and Rickey looked over to see Moira walk in. "Gol, are you ok?" she asked. Moira looked to see Gol on the floor at Rickey's feet, reaching out for him, blood still dripping from her neck. She walked quickly over to Rickey and backhanded him, turning his head to the side. He turned his head back to look at her through strands of his hair that was disheveled in front of his face. "I warned you." he said, stepping closer to her. "I'm not scared of you." she said confidently. "Yes, you are." he said, as he grabbed the sides of her head and pressed his lips against hers. Moira reached up to stop him but her hands froze at his sides. Without acknowledging what she was doing, she reached up and put her hands in his hair, as she deepened the kiss. Gol looked up to see what they were doing. "Really...?" she asked, surprised and offended. He pulled away from her and smiled, then looked down at Gol, as he let go of Moira. "What? Did you want a kiss, too?" he asked. "I will actually kill you." she said, groaning, as she started to stand up.

Rickey smiled at Gol as she stood up. Moira moved over to her and helped her stand. "What happened?" Moira asked. "He was trying to kill me...right before you came in here and shoved your tongue down his throat." Gol said, glaring at Moira. "I didn't have my tongue down his throat." Moira said. "Almost." Rickey said. Gol and Moira glared at Rickey. "Ask your friend here what she was planning on doing. She wasn't going to help you." he said to Moira. "Friend?" Moira asked. Gol looked at him and furrowed her brows, pleading with her eyes for him to shut up. "You guys wanted to help me get out of here. Let's do it." he said. "How are we supposed to get out of here when she's half dead?" Moira asked. "Give her your blood." Rickey said. "It doesn't work like that. We're almost the same thing, it won't help her." Moira said. "Fuck." Rickey whispered and reached his hand out to Gol. She looked down at his hand and back up at his face. Gol smacked his hand away, as she reached out and grabbed the back of his neck, biting into his neck roughly. "I knew she'd do that." he said through clenched teeth. He didn't try to stop her, knowing he had to get away from there and that killing her would mess that up. Gol jerked her teeth in his neck as she drank and pulled him closer as she bit harder, causing him to growl and grab her shoulders. Moira reached out and tapped Gol's shoulder, making Gol pull away from him. "We have to go now." Moira said. He let go of her shoulders and had his head down. Gol grabbed the sides of his face and pulled his head up. "Look at me now." she said. He looked up at her and she saw that his eyes were normal. She lightly slapped one of his cheeks, smiled and roughly shoved him away from her. He stumbled back and glared at her. "Can we go?" he asked. "I don't know, can you?" the three heard a voice say from the doorway. They all turned to look and saw a small woman with long blonde hair. Rickey looked back at Moira and Gol. "I'm guessing that's another sister." he asked. They both nodded. "Are you attached to her?" he asked. They both shook their heads. "Good." he said, as he reached out and grabbed the blonde woman by the front of her shirt, pulling her into the room. He quickly covered her mouth and slammed her against the wall, biting into her neck. Gol and Moira looked at each other, then watched as her drained their sister of her blood. He pulled himself away from the woman and let her body drop to the floor. "Let's go." he said in a commanding voice. The sisters walked out of the room first, following by Rickey. He looked at the cells as they walked down the hall. "Do I want to know why these are here?" he asked. "Probably not." Moira said. Gol glanced back at him, "They're for demons like you." she said. Rickey glared at the back of Gol's head as they continued down the hall, stopping before they reached the end and listening for anyone nearby. Moira motioned for them to follow her. The three walked out from behind the staircase and looked around, not seeing anyone in sight. "You first." Gol whispered to Rickey. He glared at her and shook his head. "You first." he said. Gol rolled her eyes and walked forward toward the front door, with Rickey and Moira following behind her. Gol opened the front door slowly, a very loud creaking sound echoed through the mansion. "Damn it." she whispered and looked back at Moira and Rickey. Moira had her face in her hand and Rickey had a look of anger and shock on his face with his mouth dropped open and his hands out. "It's not my fault!" Gol whispered loudly. "Fuck this shit. Move." Rickey said, as he moved past Gol and walked out of the house. The girls followed him and all three walked quickly across the lawn, then started running away from the mansion. They ran until they reached Shademoors Cemetery and started walking casually. "Hey." Rickey said. "What?" Moira asked. "Why didn't we take one of the 30 cars at your house instead of running?" he asked. Gol stopped walking and closed her eyes, sighing heavily. "I hate you so much." she said, before opening her eyes and walking again. Rickey watched a small smile appear on Moira's lips, as he walked next to her. He put his hands into the pockets of the scrub shirt and smiled at her, as he lightly bumped into her. She looked up at him, smiled and rolled her eyes. Moira ran up to Gol and linked arm with Gol's arm, as the three headed toward Ravencraft Manor.