A Pack of Rats, a Girl with a Dog, and a Vampire Ballerina [ABIGAIL]

One Last Dance With Death.

Retracing your steps you eventually returned to the room where Chief was killed. The dog's body was still there where he had fallen. Approaching the deceased, you knelt down next to him. The vampire side of your brain was trying to fight with the human side, but human emotions were still alive and kicking. "My poor sweet boy, why did this happen? Why, why, why?" You sob alone in the room for a good couple of minutes while stroking the dog's soft fur.

Not sure what the game plan actually was, you wonder if vampire blood was enough to bring Chief back from the dead, albeit he wouldn't be much more than a ghoul at your command. At this point that was better than permanently being without him.

You cut open your wrist with your fangs and gently let the blood from the wound drip into the animal's half-open mouth, having to lift his head a bit so the blood would drain down his throat. "Please work, please work." You whispered, hoping something would happen. Still nothing. You scratch his ears and swallow the lump in your throat, feeling the fangs recede so you could hide them.

Not being able to leave him behind again you take to hoisting him up and carrying him back to the main room before setting him back down again. Maybe Frank's gun was still around there somewhere. At least it would be useful against Joey. Going upstairs and spending a few minutes searching for it. Soon you found the firearm in one of the bedrooms. Picking it up to examine it, he had only fired one shot, and it was a 17 round magazine. "Look at me, out here screwing around while that jerk plays with his new toys." You mutter. You tuck the pistol away and go to look for any extra pieces of wood to carve into a stake in case Abigail's father showed up early. Coming back downstairs [Name] was soon greeted by a puddle of blood where Chief's body used to be.

"Huh?" The sound of nails clicking against the wooden floorboards made you perk your head toward the sound. There he was in all his furry glory, seeming uninjured despite the bloody patch on his neck where Sammy fed on him.

"Now that's epic." You said, half-laughing. His gums and tongue are a pale pink and his nose was still dry, so he was a ghoul, but still seemed to telepathically connect with you. The dog's eyes were a pale brown and no longer their usual brightness. "Alright, let's go, I bet you we're gonna have to bail Frank's ass out." You weren't going to question what had happened, but maybe it was because of mystical vampire powers.

Chief follows you around the mansion and soon stops, ears perking up as he seems to have picked up some noise. You could hear voices and the sound of things breaking in the room with the round window, "It's showtime." You state before grabbing the gun, slipping an extra pool cue stake underneath your belt before entering the room.

Abigail and Joey had Frank pinned with a stake near his chest, of course he needed her to bail him out. Raising the gun, you took aim at Joey's exposed shoulder, loudly clearing your throat to get their attention. Both girls look your way, "Hi there." You say with a smirk as your fangs come out, pulling the trigger and hitting Joey in the shoulder. She yelps in pain and is forced to retreat. You then toss the gun away before going after Abigail, using your momentum and vampire strength to knock her away from Frank. She had gotten her second wind but you could keep up with her.

"[Name], stop! I don't want to stake you!" Angie shouts while Abigail manages to break free and give the woman a clean shot for a staking.

"Chief, kill!" you command the dog, hearing the heavy patter of dog paws and growls getting closer, although not in your general direction.

He had stealthily made his way into the room as was going in for the flank on Angie's blind side. Before the woman could turn in time he slammed into her, teeth sinking into the upper part of her arm. She slid a few feet but a ghoul Chief was still hanging on, beginning to shake her arm violently now. The stake had also been sent flying during impact and slid across the floor.