KC Lumi Rose

Part 3

The Demon roared down k-10 as I hit 100 while deep in my thoughts.  I couldn't stop thinking about the dead girl. No bite marks, completely naked in a vamp mansion with more security than the pentagon. It didn't make sense. I knew I was missing something. Why did Cye Bian call me?  A Cleaner. As I hit Woodridge road, I felt the Demon jump as if the pavement had sunk. I looked into my review mirror and saw fireworks in KC. Fuck. I floored it back to the Eudora District to see if we had any intel.

I pulled into the Swallow Hole knowing Wrangler would be there, it was her place. Wrangler is my people, my family, my ride or die. Hearing the gunshots, I knew she was here. I just laughed opening the door to see Wrangler in all her beauty standing there with a lineup of naked men in front of her. Wrangler is known for her skin-tight wranglers and hot pink cowgirl boots. Her double D tits and tiny waist are always a plus when she wears her signature half shirts. Her hair is long and parted down the middle in two braids making her look sweet, but this girl is pure badass. She carries electric arrows, and a machete, she loves a quiet kill. This evening Wrangler is playing Cowboy Tinder. Her favorite fucking game. Two shots to the left you're good one shot to the right you're gone. The ceiling of the Swallow Hole is messy from her shenanigans.

"I said two shots to the left means get your ass to the truck!" Wrangler yelled stomping her pink boot.

The man in front of her scurried out of the Swallow Hole slamming into me on his way out.  I just laughed, knowing he was in for the ride of his life tonight. I approached Wrangler as she was slamming her last beer and collecting her things.

"Wrangler"

"Lumi Rose"

"Leaving so soon?" I asked her.

"Fuck you, I've been here half the night with these naked jerks off's. It's hard to find a decent lay these days." She growled at me.

"Well, I'm pretty decent." I laughed and took a shot.

"Lumi you know I love you but you I only like dick." She laughed.

"How was Cye Bian?" she asked eyeing me like she waiting for a schoolgirl story.

We both leaned on the bar setting down our gear, I knew she was dying to know what happened this evening. I grabbed the tequila bottle from behind the bar and poured some more shots. We slammed three more shots trying to feel normal in this world again. A world that had completely changed for humanity. In our district, we tried to protect the purebloods. They had a curfew. We had borders, and patrol. We would let people come in if they could prove they weren't sick. We wanted normalcy after all the vamps took over. The plan we had in place seemed to work for everyone involved.

The pure blood consisted of the Cherokee people and people with type o negative blood that has never had vaccines. The Cherokee's blood is blessed by the Gods, we have always known this. That's why we lost half our tribes to the original vampires, before the pandemic, our blood is sacred. It's known to give the original vampires special abilities.

When the pandemic hit people with type o negative blood who had been previously been vaccinated turned into vampires or half turns. Those vamps could only come out at night though. Original Vamps, the ones who descended from Mercy Brown became Daywalkers. Making them the most powerful.  The rest of the people died a slow painful death. 

As we shot our tequila and discussed what I saw we began to chat about the fireworks at Chiefs Kingdom.   This couldn't be good, but we never get involved unless they come to us.

As we took another shot of tequila, the door to the Swallow slammed open. Wrangler and I looked at each other finished our drink and turned to look. Standing in the doorway was none other than Trixie Drizzle. A pureblood who chose to be a whore for the vamps.  A petit woman with bright red hair in a green pleather jumpsuit. She smiled at us and waved as she bounced into the bar and came towards us being followed by two large muscular women in black suits. Before the pandemic, Trixie was known to sleep around. She went through four husbands, now all dead, but she cheated on every one of them. Now she runs the largest brothel in KC the Drizzle Shack, known for vamps that have a unique flavor. Trixie will provide anything you can think of, you dream it, she brings it.

"Ladies, ladies hello!!"  Trixie sounded off in the direction of Wrangler and me.

We looked at each other again and knew nothing good could come from a visit from Trixie.

"What brings you here Trixie?" Wrangler growled still leaning on the bar.

"Oh, boo, don't be such a puss." Trixie booped Wrangler on the nose and then grabbed two envelopes and held them out in front of us.

We grabbed the envelopes opening them in haste, while Trixie danced around the bar and took a shot.

"Your presence is required Saturday at 8 PM Chiefs Kingdom. Don't make me come for you. Kiss kiss baby~ Magla Darling."

The fireworks. We looked at each other knowing something sinister was going on.

"Why is Magla back?" I asked.

"You don't know?" Trixie giggled still dancing around eating the olives off the bar.

Wrangler pulled out her gun and shot at Trixie's dancing feet. Trixie stopped dead in her tracks.

"Why is she back?" Wrangler asked through her teeth.

"I only work for her, go meet her, you will find out." Trixie ran out of Swallow Hole with her muscle behind her.

"Just fucking great, not only do we have a mysterious vamp murder now we have a crazy vamp and her girl gang in town from St. Louis?" I slammed another shot and ran my fingers through my hair.

Wrangler gathered her gear and headed towards the door leaving the invitation on the bar.

"Where are you going?"

"Lumi, I have a naked guy in my truck I'm going to go teach him a thing or two before all hell breaks loose. Don't worry, I'll go meet Magla with you, but you know Lumi this is because of Cye Bian. If there is a border war brewing, you know who's side we must choose."

As Wrangler left, I knew she was right. I had to speak with Early.