Hunted By The Barbaric Vampire King

|31|~Sinners Welcomed~

Unedited.
Biggs POV.

"Did somebody say that we're getting drunk tonight?" Amber squeals, flying down the staircase. Lilly and Amorata come running right behind her.

"Yup! That's exactly what we're going to do. We're about to get white girl wasted," declares Night while patting my hand.

"Yup! I'm down! Girls just want to have fun," sings Lilly before picking up the bottle of tequila and gulping it down like a fish.

"How do hell do you even know that song? You didn't even exist," I laugh at her.
"Oh, don't underestimate the power of Generation A," says Amber, sitting down beside me.

"What the hell is Generation A?" Amorata is the one to ask her while taking a seat between my legs. I run my hands through her braids. I love when she does her hair like this. It suits her.
"The genius generation, baby!" Amber smirks. "Generation of the Awakening."

"You mean, the generation of slaves?" Night horribly jokes while taking the bottle of tequila out of Lilly's hands.

"Hey! I wasn't finished with that." Lilly gulps, making me and Amorata laugh.

"Yup! That's exactly who we are," Amber seems to take no offense. "The generation of slaves who will finally break the chains."

"The generations of bad asses," Lilly giggles.
"The generation of greatness," Amorata jumps right in.

"The generation of weirdos," I can't help but say.
"Agreed!" Night says to me before pouring herself another shot. "We need more shot glasses!" She takes her shot back before disappearing into the kitchen again.

"Did you decide what you're wearing tonight?" Amorata looks up at me. "The theme is sinners welcome. I'm going with sickly sweet lace."
You can never go wrong with lace. "I'm going with leather. A two-piece leather set will slay."

"Slay and serve!" Amber sees her way into our
conversation.

Her deep amber eyes flame with excitement for just a second before they burn out.
"I still can't believe that you're leaving Lilly and me on babysitting duties while you go to a party.
"A party filled with dangerous hunters who probably will want Bigg's head on a platter."

Night storms back in with more shot glasses. "We will need to be on our P's and Q's tonight. We can't afford to be worried about you two! No offense."

Lilly smacks her teeth. "Offense taken! We can handle ourselves." Even when she's trying to be a badass she still appears to be timid especially when you take in her appearance.

Starting with, her big grey sweatshirt with the words comfort plastered across the chest and the light-washed fitted jeans. And if that wasn't enough, the high childish bun in Lilly's silky smooth jet black hair paired with her thick oval personality glasses only adds to her soft girl look. When we all know that she is the furthest thing from it.

"I'm a badass with a capital B!" Lilly tells us with a smirk. "I've split leech's throats in their sleep."
It's true! She has. Every human rebel loves to brag about Lilly the leech slaying human.
"We all know that you're a throat goat, who doesn't have any gag reflexes," Night teases Lilly with a smirk of her own while opening her mouth wide as if she's deep-throating some penis causing us collectively to burst out laughing.