Vampire Plague (PvZ)

chapter I

Era V - Rebellion (Eve's POV)

Eve sat on the couch, playing Overwatch on the PlayStation. Her sleek, golden petals and white face made her look almost humanlike. She had used to look human -- she was a Caucasian, blonde teenager, but she was cursed by a Rose by interacting with the thorns.

She died, watching Mercy's glowing corpse fall, and threw her controller halfway across the room, screaming. Eve got back up to grab the controller before she was AFK kicked, though. "I GTG, guys." A couple of people in the game yelled at her in disgust, for this was a Competitive match. She turned off the PlayStation and got up to answer to a knock on her door.

Eve's tired eyes briefly struggled to focus on the figure. They were wearing a Shadow cloak, with the hood low over their eyes. The face wasn't visible, but Eve could sense it was a flower. "Who are you?"

The figure looked up for a moment, showing Eve her face for a second. Their face was pale, with big, hazel eyes and an almost innocent smile. Dark gray petals went around their head, with a small white-and-red charm on the lowest one. The figure spoke in a sweet voice. "Can I come in? I'm lost."

Eve couldn't resist and opened the door willingly, and the cloaked flower stepped in. Her footsteps were silent. A hunter's tread. Eve took this as a warning and took off her white gloves.

The flower sat down, still cloaked. "Why do you wear gloves?" The sweet voice carried throughout the cottage, and Eve felt compelled to reply with a big secret. "I'm a descendant of King Midas. Whatever I touch turns into gold." She shook her head.

The flower put out her hands, palms up. "Why don't you put them back on? You don't need them off right now, since you can easily transform your house." The flower's charming tone manipulated Eve to agree and put them back on. A sly grin crossed the newcomers face. Eve didn't think about that grin for a second as the flower lunged forwards and bit her on the neck. Eve's eyes flickered to a milky white, and she fainted.

Lucian's POV

Lucian kicked the golden flower's body, watching it cringe and roll into a ball. Her hazel eyes regarded the corpse in disgust when she knelt down next to it. "Sweet dreams, love." She laid a hand to her lips and blew a kiss to Eve's body, a small, shadowy spirit arising. The thing looked at her with big, dark eyes, and flew to the corpse, fading when passing through the head. Immediately the golden flower silently screamed, body arched in a hard C.

Lucian got to her feet and watched the transformation with interest. The palette of the flower had changed to a dark gray and purple highlights, unlike Lucian herself with red highlights. She regarded the spawn with curiosity. "You are mine now," she whispered, fascinated. "Find others. Be cunning and sly. You must bite them on the neck whilst wearing a Shadow cloak. The flower nodded and scurried off.

Lucian's eyes followed it until they were out of view. She laughed quietly.