Crimson † Chess (Vlad Dracula)

Slaughter ( 6)

(Short Chapter)

"Detective! The killer interrupted my call to my dad! He hacked my phone and told he will be at this station in an hour!"

"Relax, it's not the wild west like you have in America. He isn't coming in guns a blazing."

That image horrified Gabriel. The Vampire King wielding like Casull 11.23mm paired handguns. His shadows reloaded the clips in the pistols. Well she figured he could control shadows as was one of his name's or titles she read somewhere.

She shivered all over but damn he would look fucking hot too, as he rolled his aura. That sick, arrogant cat eating the canary grin. No wonder his arrogance knew no bounds because there was none.

He was old and had started with combat skill and knowledge. He had a presence when alive why would it not become a supernatural presence he could exude?

Yeah, the ultimate Alpha male predator. The female just had to survive his mating and not get his bloodlust going. Well that didn't sound promising at all. She wondered how bad the odds would be in Vegas if bets could be placed.

Gabriel sat and watched the station go about as usual like nothing was about to happen. Her eyes checked the time on her phone. Yep about time for hell to start.

The police gave back her belongings so she dug a small military flashlight out that fastened to clothes and hats. She put her stocking cap on and readied to hit a side door that lead to an emergency exit. The girl had noted all the doors she could and possibly locked or not. She even cased windows. He was a fucking vampire, there couldn't possibly not be enough escape routes.

Gabriel bought several items from a vending machine. She got sodas, water and various food items to stuff in her bag. Then the power was cut and guess what?

The emergency generator didn't kick in.

The whole station was dark except for the few police with flashlights on them normally in the building. Then the true horror set in, it wasn't Casulls but an automatic .50 caliber machine gun with explosive rounds. The Vampire King got with the modern times and he was making an epic bloodbath for himself.

The detective stumbled in his office, blood coming out of a gut wound. He shoved a pistol in her hands and two boxes of ammo. As Gabriel put the boxes in her coat pockets he unsnapped his work keys and tossed them at her.

"My personal car is parked on the corner out those emergency doors. You were fucking right. I should have listened. Go, get to Copenhagen and fly out to somewhere as soon as you.." the detective made a gurgling sound and his eyes glazed over.

Gabriel felt tears going to start but it wouldn't help get her free of Vali aka Vlad. The gun fire and screams were starting to slow down. The girl did exactly as the detective said to do. She found his car with a full tank of gas. Gab started the car and set out for Denmark. She had studied a map earlier. She used good old paper maps now so no trace on mapping apps.

Vampire King moved swiftly through the station, cutting down the cops like a scythe to ripe wheat. It had been a long time since he had gone on a wanton slaughter. Modern weapons made killing so much easier and faster.

Now where was little cottontail?

All the blood and gunpowder made his sense of smell unable to find her. Some cop's hearts still beat but were slowing as they bled out quickly. He didn't detect a racing heart that would belong to his little cottontail. With the power cut there was no footage of Vali even in the building.

"Baby girl come out! I won't hurt you! Don't be scared now..."

Only the cries of the dying answered him. Her Goddamn new friend, the detective helped her escape. The vampire searched through the offices until he found the man. Vali tore him to pieces in frustration. In the phone call she had said Copenhagen Denmark to catch a plane to Moscow.

"Gabriel I swear on that Goddamn forsaken Christian God I will follow you to the ends of the earth. No one can save you or hide you from me..."Vali snarled loudly.

Then 'All Father' laughed hard. This barely old enough, rude American school girl had him panting after her like a horny boy. Damn!

Maybe keep her as a Renfield?

Only half a monster? Mmm, he was Impaler and he made the rules so he could fudge the rules.

Normally he would just break the rules whenever he pleased but this one might take one option he didn't want, commit suicide if he broke too many. Aah, off to Copenhagen it is. He opened a window and shifted to a swarm of black bats flying straight to his next destination to capture his little cottontail.

There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough, and liked it, never really care for anything else."Ernest Hemingway~Gideon(Criminal Minds)