Lady Nosferatu and the wolf girl

Chapter 18

Narration by Ms Elizabeth Claude

August 22, 1971

Things are going very well for the bloody fang.

Florence is an excellent musician, and we all love her.

It's like she was always a part of the family.

Margaret seems happier than ever.

"Hello everyone," I said, "Thank you for coming out tonight. My name is Elizabeth, and these are my friends.

Felicia plays the bass.

Jessica plays the drums.

And Florence and Margaret both guitars.

I played keyboard.

"We are the bloody fang."

"Yeah," said Felicia, "Come on, let's rock."

"Alright," I said, "Let's play the song, 'Stuck in the Middle With You.'"

"Yeah," said Margaret, "Let's do it."

"One, two, three, four."

We started playing the song.

"This is my favorite song," said Florence, "It's so good."

"Thanks," said Jessica, "We are glad you like it."

Next we played Johnny B Goode.

"Thank you," I said, "Now, we are going to sing the song, 'Hound Dog'

"Alright," said Felicia, "Come on, let's do it."

"Yeah," said Jessica, "This is a good one."

"One, two, three, four."

We started playing the song.

"I love this song," said Florence, "Its so catchy."

While we were playing, I noticed a few strangers in the audience.

They were staring at Florence.

"Hey," I said, "Who are those guys over there? They are staring at Florence. I have never seen them before. I don't think they are locals."

"Yeah," said Margaret, "Their energy doesn't feel right. They seem dark and twisted. We better keep an eye on them."

"Hey," said Felicia, "Look over there."

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's those strange guys again. They're heading backstage. This can't be good."

"Come on," I said, "We better get back there."

We ran backstage and saw the strangers.

"Hey," said the leader, "Where is she? Where's Florence?"

"Who wants to know?"

"She was in your band," said the leader, "And now, we are here to collect her, to correct our mistake."

"Mistake?" Said Margaret, "What the hell are you talking about? Are you the ones who tried to kill her?"

"Yeah," he said, "And we will try again. Hand her over. She is not worthy of being a vampire."

"Not gonna happen," said Margaret, "Florence is my sister. She belongs with us."

Jessica snarled at the men.

"So you're the ones who betrayed her after she made you into vampires?"

Jessica's eyes turned blood red as her canine teeth and fingernails grew.