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The Loners Ch. 01

By: Ozma12533



My name is Alan Brooks, and I...am a loser. I know, great description, huh? But, that's honestly what it is. I live a rather meager life, going to work, playing video games, reading, watching Japanese anime, and daydream. Yep. Daydream. That's me in a nutshell. Oh, and boring, vastly boring. And did I mention...I'm sure you've figured it out by now, self conscience. I suppose I shouldn't be complaining that much. Looks wise, I suppose I'm average at 5 foot 10 inches, and 155 pounds. Okay, maybe a little on the scrawny side, but...what are you gonna do? Genetics combined with no will for real physical activity does that to you.

Today had begun like most days. The good old alarm clock rang faithfully at 6:30 am. I rolled out of bed, showered, changed, and got ready for the day. Thankfully, the bathroom was connected to my bedroom, which made for easy access and I could just walk into the bathroom at night with just my underwear on and not have to worry about disturbing my roommate, Dave, or his girlfriend, Ashley, with images they'd rather not see for the rest of his life. The house we were living in was from my father, a rather successful businessman, died a year and a half ago from cancer, and had left everything to me. Since I knew him for such a long time, I allowed him to live with me to help me pay bills and so I didn't have to live alone.

Anyway, I proceeded outside my room, and into the living room, and found the usual sight, my roommate asleep on the couch with his girlfriend in his arms. The sight irked me a little. Not that they were actively fucking on the couch (at least, I hope not!), they were even fully clothed. It's just that sometimes, they feel asleep together while watching movies or something along those lines, and sometimes don't bother to relocate to his bedroom. The reason why the sight irked me was because I was jealous. Not of the fact that Dave was dating Ashley. I never even knew who she was until he introduced her to me.

No, I was jealous of the fact that he had a relationship at all, something I've never had in my 25 years of existence. It wasn't as though I never tried, but, for the most part, I was either dicked around or politely shot down. Okay, maybe I was a little chicken, but the other two elements are equally true. My failures in this department forced the question of just who would be interested in me anyways?

I suppressed the ugly thoughts, and turned my mind to blank as I arrived for work. I had only just started two weeks ago after leaving my previous occupation, the Marine Corps. Yeah, how about that? Adding insult to injury, a Marine, and still unlucky with women. Yeah, thanks Mr. Recruiter, you liar.

Whatever. My work consisted of mindless stocking in Wal-Mart, just something to hold me over until I started school full time. The day droned on as usual, a couple of short conversations with some of my co-workers, nothing really interesting. At long last, the day ended, and I got to come home to my empty life. At least, that's what it felt like to me, empty. Because of my personality, my interaction with most people is poor at best. I first noticed this in school, when I began to actively read books while in study hall or lunch, to the amusement of many.

I mean, seriously, who among the socially accepted reads books in school when they don't have to? In my experience, nearly zero. And while everyone else talked about the latest gossip or sports or whatever held their interest, I find most of these conversations boring. Sure, I can talk about how many of us wish the Miami Heat empire would come crumbling to the ground, or whether or not we'll ever see Floyd and Manny fight, but beyond that, I lose interest. Now if someone wanted to discuss Bleach or Naruto, I would be all over that. But...that just doesn't happen.

Back to my empty life, yeah. At the end of the day, I see everyone else happy with their significant other, yet I get to sit home all by myself with no one to really relate to. I almost feel like House in this regard, aside from the broken leg and Vicoden addiction, along with an awe inspiring wit. When I came home, I saw that my roommate was gone, who worked night shifts as supervisor at the local McDonalds.

"Yay, time alone." I muttered to myself, sighing. As if I didn't have enough of that. Did I also admit that I was depressed? It sucks to be alone constantly like this, and naturally, I have no one to blame but myself, which made things worse. I used to try to open up and go out, trying to blend in, but that made things even worse. At least like this, I was somewhat content, having put the life of drinking and partying behind me. Depressed, yes, but at least I'm not an addict. After a few hours on some faithful Call of Duty, I decided to take a break and step outside to stare at the stars. I wouldn't call it star-gazing, for I feel that would be an insult to those who really do star-gazing, but I like to look at them from time to time, such as tonight. They really were nice, and the summer air, though humid, wasn't that bad at night. I would like to think that the stars could grant my wishes, maybe find a girlfriend, or give me a purpose to live rather than this drone existence that I currently live with. So far though, nothing.

I decided that since the weather was nice, I would go out for a nice walk. There was a local recreational area that consisted of a couple of basketball and baseball courts, along with a trail that circled the park completely. Of course, at this time of night, since it was almost 11 at night, no one was up here, except for a few strays, doing whatever it was they were doing. I minded my business and continued my walk alone. I was at one of the more obscure points in the trail when a sound caught my ears. It was whispers. Paying it no mind at first, I proceeded on my walk, figuring that there were others walking along the trail, but the whispers grew louder, and no one was in sight, and I caught parts of the conversation.

"You sure your wife won't mind?" A soothing and very sensual woman's voice asked.

"What she don't know won't hurt her." A male voice responded, which was slurring slightly. 'What an asshole.' I thought to myself. The woman giggled.

"Oh, you're bad." She responded. 

"That's right, but enough about that, let's get started." The man said.

'Really? The two of you are about to get it on here?' I was walking a little more quietly at this point, for I didn't know who they were are how they would react if I disturbed them.

"Before we do, there's something I'd like to tell you, and that is that I hate unfaithful men, and that's why you are going to be my meal tonight."

"What the hell?" The guy asked as I stopped and thought the same thing. I then heard the beginnings of a scream, which was cut off before it could get too loud. I was frozen in my tracks. My first instinct was to reach in my pockets for my cell phone, only to find there was none. Fuck! Well, who expects to happen on a murder while walking around a 'peaceful' park? Well, time to follow my next instinct. Run away! And so I ran. I didn't know who or what was going on, and I certainly didn't want to find out by myself. However, I didn't make it but a handful of steps before a figure suddenly appeared in front of me, causing me to stop.

It was a woman, with all black hair that stretched to her lower back, along with a black shirt and jeans. I didn't take the time to observe the rest of her, for I was too busy staring at the blood running from the corners of her mouth, along with her blood red eyes. Once again, I was frozen, and she took several steps toward me.

"Odd, usually no one comes out this far at this time." She said as she approached.

Oh...shit. I'm about to die. The only move I made was to take a step back in fear. However, one step was all I could manage. 

"Sorry, but I can't allow any witnesses." She said, now barely a few feet from me, and it was here that I noticed that she had fangs.

Well, if there was a bright side to this, at least someone is going to put me out of my misery, I realized, and closed my eyes, and waited. And waited. And waited. Nothing was happening. I dared to open my eyes, to find that her head was cocked and was looking at me curiously.

"Why did you resign yourself to death so easily?" She asked.

"Wh-what?"

"Most people beg for their lives, or at the very least, attempt to fight back, but you did neither. Is it because you are a coward? Or that you want to die?"

"Uh..."

"I sense...loneliness...in you...not unlike my own." She seemed to be drifting in thought, then straightened her head.

"I'll spare you on the condition that you do not speak of the events tonight, understand?" I dumbly nodded my head.

"Good." And with that, she was gone.

With the girl gone, I lost the strength in my legs, and sat down. What just happened? Who, are what, was that? I went back home, sort of on automatic pilot. My mind was far too busy dwelling on what just happened. The rest of the night sort of passed in a blur as exhaustion also settled in on me, and I feel asleep quickly when I returned home.

The good old alarm clock faithfully woke me up as usual, and I resisted the urge to throw it against the wall to keep it quiet. Even though I slept, I still felt more tired than ever. The events of last night, however, woke up my mind, and I spent a few moments dwelling on it before I began my routine, the strange event replaying in my mind. I also thought about calling someone. I mean, just how would she know? A quick call to the authorities and that was that. Surely they could protect my identity, couldn't they?

Somehow...I felt like that wasn't possible. She could, after all, vanish and reappear out of nowhere, and images of those fangs sinking into my neck came to mind. I decided against telling anyone. There was also the obvious question of just who would believe me? 'I met some crazy woman who killed someone last night that had fangs and could disappear.' Yeah, that will go over well. Despite my fatigue, I managed to get to work on time and begin another drone day, the only difference being that a couple of people pointed out that I looked like hell, which I passed off as simply having a rough night sleeping.

The day could not have passed by fast enough, and it was a bigger relief than usual to come home. My roommates' car was gone, indicating that I would have time alone, something that I was thankful for, for a change. When I walked into the living room, however, I just about jumped out of my skin. Someone was sitting on the couch, watching TV. Not just anyone, though. It was her. She turned to me, an amused smile on her features, and her eyes normal with a deep brown.

"Well, it's about time, I was starting to think you were avoiding your own home on purpose." She said.

"Wha-what...what are you doing here? I didn't say anything to anybody!" I stammered, wondering on whether or not she changed her mind on killing me.

She threw her arms behind her head and leaned back into the couch. "Well, I need a place to crash for a little while, and I figured this would be as good as any, since you and I have already met." She casually responded.

Deciding that she wasn't going to go all crazy on me, I gave her a once over, and wow...she was exquisite. Her jet black hair smoothly settled itself both in front and behind her in nice, straight lines. Her face was something that looked like it would be more at home on film or magazines, the kind that would have nearly everyone drooling over. She was also generously gifted in her chest area, and though I'm an idiot when it comes to breast size, they certainly made themselves known, and were more than a handful. She was also wearing shorts, and was showing off her smooth and very appealing legs.

I then stopped, and did a double take. I recognized both the shirt and shorts she was wearing. "H-hey, are those mine!?" I asked, pointing a finger at her.

She turned to me, a curious look on her face, then seemed to realize what I was pointing at and looked down, tugging on the shirt. "Oh this? Yeah, I figured that since we're about the same size, these would fit fine, although it took a little extra time finding the shirt, since you don't have boobs. Besides, I don't think you would have wanted to see me in my blood stained outfit, since that's the only one I have."

"Well then, where is your other outfit?" I asked.

"In the wash." She said.

Geez, the woman was a leech. "M-my wash!?"

She ignored me and returned her attention to the TV. "You know, for all of the channels you get, there's nothing good on at all, except for the history channel, but even that is terrible right now."

I simply stared at her. This was unbelievable. First, she murders someone last night, nearly kills me, then shows up in my house with my clothes on, using my washing machine and my TV.

"Okay, this is fucking ridiculous, who the fuck are you? And what gives you any right to come to my house and use all of my things like you own them!?"

Gone was the smile on her face when she turned to me, and then she vanished. I felt a hand grab the back of shoulder, and she leaned in close and whispered in my ear. "You should be a little more polite to the one who spared your life." She then reappeared before me.

"But, I guess I can answer a few questions. I'll just warn you now though, I don't plan on staying here too long, a couple of days at best, then, I'll be out of your life, probably forever. I'm Rachel, and I'm a vampire."

My jaw dropped. Seriously? She smiled in amusement. "What? You didn't think a human does the things I do did you?"

"Uh, I guess not."

"Normally, I'm a little more careful when I feed, but, I admit, I got a little careless last night, and in all honesty, I didn't think that you would just randomly stumble upon us last night, but hey, shit happens."

"Feed?" I immediately regretted asking that.

"Well, yeah, you know, Vampires feed on the blood of humans, right? I mean, everyone knows that." She mocked.

"Okay, okay, dumb question." I admitted. "My name's Alan." I said, deciding to be polite and offer my hand, which she took in response. Her hand was gentle and soft to hold. The shake then broke.

"So, where are you from? And where do you plan on going?" I asked next. She raised a hand.

"Woah, woah, I said I'm not staying for long, so don't bother trying to get to know me, trust me, it's better that you don't, it's bad enough that you even know I'm a vampire" She responded, turning and sitting back down on the couch.

The gesture annoyed me. "Look, uh, Rachel, I don't know what's going on with you, but, can you really not sit around like you own the place?" I asked.

Rachel turned to me. "I know how to carry my weight, I threw your clothes in the wash as well, as well as cleaned this place up a little, you seem to be a bit of a slob, if you don't mind me saying." She said, turning back to the TV, aimlessly flicking through the channels. Curious, I went down to the washing machine and opened it, and sure enough, my clothes were all there. Okay, maybe I judged her a little too soon.

I came upstairs to find her still aimlessly flicking through channels, though she looked annoyed. "Nothing, nothing, nothing, garbage..." She was muttering as she flicked through. Finally, she had enough and threw her arms in the air. "Geez, nothing!" She put the remote down and turned to me as I sat down on a nearby chair.

"So, what do you do for fun?" She asked me. I shrugged.

"Video games?" I suggested. She shook her head. "Not really my thing, people are so ruthless online that it's not really fun." I kind of shrunk at that. I happen to be one of those ruthless people that she was referring to. "Sorry, we really like to win, and it takes time to get really good."

"Oh, so you're one the assholes that always kicks the shit out of me?" She accused. I meekly nodded my head. "Sorry."

"Whatever, anything else?" She asked.

"Well, I'm a big fan of Japanese animation." I said next.

"Animation? As in cartoons? Aren't you a little too old for that?" She said, irritating me.

"They're not cartoons! Most American cartoons are almost garbage compared to Japanese animation! People might not realize this, but there are some really good ones out there." I said, probably a little too defensively.

Rachel took it in stride. "Fine, prove it, show me what a cartoon can really do."

To prove my point, I pulled out my faithful hard drive, hooked it up to the TV, and decided to show her a more extreme series that I rather enjoyed, called Elfin Lied. It was a short, and rather violent series, and is almost infamous for the first eight minutes of the first episode, known as one of the most disturbing ever, for both it's violence and constant nudity.

Her mouth was agape the entire episode, I saw, and got a smug look on my face. "Wow..." Was all she said when the episode was over. "That's fucked up. I've been around for a while and that was...wow. I almost feel like I was watching Saving Private Ryan."

"An excellent movie, I might add." I responded.

"Well, yeah, obviously, but still, I didn't expect the intro when I first saw it, I was stunned." She said. "So, c'mon, hurry up, start the next episode. I'm sold now." She admitted. Before I could do that, however, the sound of a familiar car began to approach.

"Uh oh, I forgot my roommate has off on Tuesdays." I said out loud, turning to Rachel. "How am I going to explain you?" I asked her.

She merely smiled. "Don't worry, you won't have to, just act natural."

Act natural? Just how am I supposed to act natural when I have a vampire sitting in my living room? A very beautiful one at that. Deciding to take her advice, I sat back down. I don't know what she has in mind, but, I just had a feeling that taking her advice would be a good idea. I started the next episode when my roommate walked in. "Hey Alan, what's up?" He asked as he came in. "S'up Dave." I responded. I heard him walk next to me.

"What are you watching?" He asked. My brain stopped. 'He can't see her!?'

"Elfin Lied." I responded, attempting to keep my cool.

"What made you want to watch this?" He asked. Dave wasn't really a fan of Japanese animation in general, but, he didn't really mind it either.

Rachel had turned in my direction and was smiling. "Yes, I'm still here, but for the moment, the only one who can see and hear me is you, and only because I allow it. Like I said, I got careless last night. But then again, the guy last night was some random I pulled from the bar, so I didn't think to camouflage myself after we left." She pointed out.

"Dude, what are you looking at?" Dave asked me as Rachel giggled.

"Way to play it cool, slick." She mocked me.

"N-nothing. Thought I head something, like a really bothersome pest." I responded. Ha! Take that!

"You up for some Call of Duty?" Dave asked me, as I also heard. "Really? A pest, am I?" I nodded my head, attempting to ignore Rachel's comments and dirty looks, apparently having fun at my expense.

"Sure." I said, turning off Elfin Lied.

"Hey, why did you have to do that? You could have just kept it running you know." Rachel pouted. Again, I ignored her, packed up my hard drive, and brought it to my room where the rest of my electronics resided, to find my room completely clean and organized.

My mouth fell open at the sight. Rachel the appeared and sat on my bed. "What? I said you were a bit of a slob and I cleaned up for you. I did say that I was going to pull my own weight around and earn my few days stay, didn't I?" She said with a smile on her face. I sighed. My room was a rather small one, and only really had room for my TV, and my bed, which I used as my chair. It also occurred to me before I sat down, that I never have anyone else, aside from Dave from time to time, sit on my bed, much less this very attractive woman...vampire.


The Loners Ch. 01



Rachel again looked at me curiously. "What? Afraid I might bite?" She smiled, showing off her fangs. Putting my thoughts aside, I closed the bedroom door, which was normal for me as well, and I sat down next to her, but kept a comfortable distance as I turned on the good old Xbox 360.

"Uh, are you really going to sit here and watch me play?" I asked, curious. This was another rarity for me. No one ever does that.

Rachel merely shrugged. "Sure. It's not like I have anything else to do, since you turned off the show I was enjoying."

"Well, it would have been strange if I left it on, wouldn't it?" I replied. She brushed the comment off.

"Besides, I want to see this from the point of view from the assholes." She remarked.

Dave and I began our first round, and were talking through our microphones as Rachel silently watched me play. A few minutes into the first match, she spoke up. "Wow, you're a camper aren't you?" She asked.

"Am not!" I responded.

"What?" I heard from my microphone. Oops.

"Nothing, just someone sending me a message saying I'm a camper."

"But dude, you are." Dave responded.

"Gee, thanks, and I am not, you've seen some of my best matches, I'm all over the place."

"But that's only because your team sucked and couldn't hold anything down." Dave shot back as Rachel laughed at me.

"See, even your friend says you are a camper!"

"You shut up! At least A is secured while I'm here, ha!" I said to both of them, although Dave thought it was only him that I was speaking to.

"Hmm, I didn't think about that, so you're not a camper, you're a defender? I guess that's a little more acceptable." Rachel said.

I turned my microphone off this time. "See, the biggest thing about this game that a lot of people don't realize from what I know is strategy. If you think for a moment, and don't mindlessly run into the enemy, you avoid getting your ass handed to you, at least a little bit, or, in other words, become one of my victims, like this poor guy who keeps coming down here hoping to kill me." I said as I killed said victim for the fourth time now.

"Well, he does keep running down the same path, and you change locations slightly, expecting him to run to your previous location." Rachel observed.

"Exactly, lot's of people fall for that. I bet you do too, don't you?" I asked.

"I just lose patience because I keep dying all the time." She replied.

"That's what I mean! It sucks when you die, sure, but you can't really let it get to you...FUUUCKK!!!!" I suddenly shouted as some asshole with a random grenade killed me, stopping me from getting a high kill streak.

Rachel immediately began to laugh. "And who was talking about keeping calm after you die?" She mocked.

And that's how it went on for a while. Rachel actually sat at my side watching me the entire time, making remarks here and there, though she was laughing when I actually got my kill streaks and beat the shit out of the other team.

"Wow....35-1, that's just stupid." She said, still laughing a little.

"Maybe, but it is pretty funny when you're not on the ugly side of it." I responded.

"I don't think you actually deserve it, you got lucky that claymore didn't kill you earlier, before you got your last kill streak."

I shrugged. "Shit happens."

"Oh, don't forget, your laundry is still going, and I can't go get it, you have to." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't ruin your precious kill death ratio." Rachel added as I got up, telling Dave to put a hold on things. He decided to play a round or two while I took care of my laundry.

As I went to the washer and put my clothes in the dryer, I began to run my mind through the past 24 hours, and about Rachel. I need to be careful here. I can already tell I'm going through the same route as I had before. This wasn't going anywhere, I reminded myself. She's leaving, and not only that, it never goes anywhere.

And yet, I could already feel myself becoming attached to her. This was stupid! I've known her for less than a day! What the hell is wrong with me!? I hated when I did this, and I've done this several times already, and each time, went through the same disappointing heartbreak. It makes me wish that I could have a button and just turn my feelings off. Apparently, I very lost and thought and taking too long, for Rachel suddenly appeared, sitting on top of the dryer.

I jumped back, and let out a yell. "Could you not do that, please!" I said after recovering from my heart attack.

"Well, maybe if you weren't taking so long, just how long does it take to put clothes in the dryer?" She asked.

I proceeded to do just that. "Nothing." I said, pushing my previous inner conversation down and finished loading up the dryer. As I looked up and began to start it, I found her still sitting there, staring at me. Yet, it was a very serious face, as though looking for or at something. It almost felt like she was staring into my soul.

"You're actually pretty good at hiding your feelings, aren't you?" She asked me suddenly.

"Uh...what?" I asked.

Rachel got off the dryer and stood before me, setting off proximity alerts in my brain. "If it weren't for last night and just now...I would be sure that you are a rather happy person, but that's not true is it?" She asked me.

I found myself unable to meet her gaze. "If I wasn't around, would you have spent the entire day alone, aside from your roommate?" She asked me. Again, I remained silent.

"I only know because I know what it's like. To be so alone in the world, unable to create bonds with anyone because of who you are, it's something I know only too well." She said, and I turned my eyes back to her. She then shook her head suddenly.

"C'mon, let's go back, you've got some asses to kick and I want to see you do better than 35-1" She said happily, turning and starting the dryer, and practically began shoving me back to my room, taking her spot next to me again.

This time, however, she remained silent as I played, as did I. I don't know what she was thinking, but I kept drifting to our chat in the laundry room. After one day of knowing her, and she managed to see that far into me. The truth was, yeah, I was pretty good at hiding my feelings. I mean, some people who were close to me knew that I may be a little lonely, or a little depressed because I admitted it. But they didn't know to what extent. They didn't know that it bothered me everyday. It was like pulling weights around on the heart.

Yet Rachel...somehow, could see it. I know she could, because now that I think about it. I thought I saw that same look I gave myself in the mirror in her eyes. She too, was alone, and from what I could guess, even more so than I. I hated when I did this as well, beating myself up for not having that bad of a life as though it was the worst on all of Earth. Yet, I also couldn't help it. I woke up and feel asleep each day alone, incapable of spending time with anyone.

When it started to get late, I put down the controller, and turned to Rachel. "So, where are you going to sleep tonight?" I asked her. I must have broken a deep train of thought because she turned to me curiously.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Where are you going to sleep tonight?" I asked again.

Rachel went into thought. "Well, I could sleep on the couch, but you're roommate could end up sitting on me at some point, and that would be a problem."

Oh boy. This could be going in the wrong direction. "How about I sleep on the couch?" I volunteered.

"And how do you plan on explaining that? 'I'm sleeping on the couch cause I don't want to disturb the invisible vampire?' Good luck with that." She responded, and sighed.

"Nope, the two of us are just going to have to sleep here in your bed." She said seriously.

"Uh..." I began, but she cut me off.

"Don't worry, I won't molest you in your sleep, and obviously, you'd better not try anything funny or you will never rise again." She said menacingly.

"Uh..." I tried again, but she cut me off.

"What? It's not like the bed isn't big enough for both of us." She responded.

"I sleep with nothing but my underwear." I finally got out.

Rachel merely shrugged. "You have two blankets, right? You sleep under one, and I'll take another, there, problem solved, cause I do the same thing."

I suddenly found myself getting excited and filled my head with images of a near naked beauty sleeping right next to me. Of course, my groin started getting warm as well.

Without missing a beat, she took her (I mean, my) shirt off, revealing her bra and very generous cleavage, along with a very well built female form. She then dropped the shorts, revealing all of her legs, her cute and shapely butt, and turned to me, finding me openly gawking at her, stunned. 

Rachel rolled her eyes. "What? You don't do that when you see girls in bathing suits do you? What's the difference? My old bathing suits actually revealed more." She said as she began to lay down.

"Move." She directed as she lay down completely, and I got out of her way, and she covered herself with the light blanket she was going to use. She seemed to sense that I was still staring at her, and she turned her head up to look at me. "You know, if you stay there all night and stare, you're not going to get any sleep, and you're the one who has to get up tomorrow." She reminded me, breaking my trance. I stood, and was about to undress to get into bed, but suddenly, I felt apprehensive, for I had a very obvious stirring event going on with my lower head. How the hell was I going to hide a raging hard on? I turned back to Rachel, and found that her eyes were close and was actually going to sleep.

I very quickly got undressed, and crawled under my own blanket next to her, and attempted to sleep. However, this was futile. My hormones were raging at this point, and I attempted to twist and turn to find a comfortable position and to calm myself down, but to no avail. I must of turned one too many times because I heard Rachel give out a frustrated grunt.

"Just go ahead and take care of your business, otherwise, I'm not going to get any sleep either." She mumbled to me.

"Huh?"

"Please, you think I missed the bulge in your pants when I undressed? You were too busy staring at me to cover yourself. Now hurry up and get it over with."

"H-here?"

"I don't care if you go to the moon and do it, just get it done." She responded.

Well, the cat's out of the bag. But I wasn't going to do it here, even if she, to some extent, said I could. I instead got up and went to the bathroom. It didn't take too long to take care of that little problem, but when I opened the door, she was there.

"Now you've got me going." Was all she said as she walked in and I walked out. I stared at the closed bathroom door for a few moments, suddenly wishing I had x-ray vision. Pushing the thoughts away before I got myself excited again, I laid back down in the bed. A short while after, I heard Rachel emerge from the bathroom and felt her lay back down on the bed next to me. If there was one thing I had to admit, this was one of the most interesting situations I've ever experienced.



The Loners Ch. 02



I didn't expect such immediate and positive feedback for my first submission in Ch. 01, and I thank the kind opinions so far.

A note on this chapter, it's much shorter than the first one, well, simply because that's just how it happened, and again, nothing of the explicit nature happens here, I promise, that's all going to Ch. 03.

So, enjoy, and all comments are accepted, good or bad. 

*

And there it is. That despicable alarm clock. I groaned as I rose.

"Geez, could you make that thing any more annoying? And I was having a nice dream too." A beautiful voice said, causing me to gasp and jump up.

I turned to see the lump of a person lying next to me, and then I remembered. Rachel, the exquisite vampire who abruptly entered my life the night before, had been sleeping next to me. Not anymore.

"Sorry, but I need to get up, I have to go to work." I said, rising out of bed. I heard some mumbling from her as I went to the bathroom and got ready for the day, although today, I had brought my clothes to the bathroom to change into. However, before I left, I had another strange experience. I turned to Rachel's figure, which was covered almost completely.

"Well, I'll see you later." I said. More mumbles emerged from her, and I didn't quite catch what she said. If it weren't for the predicament, I would almost say that we were saying good-bye like a normal couple. I shook my head at the thought. Yeah, okay.

The morning started off normal enough. I got to work, began doing some meager tasks as usual. However, while I was working on moving some things with Carl, a co-worker, Rachel suddenly appeared, causing me to jump yet again. I was about to yell at her when Carl had turned to me.

"Alan? You allright?" He asked. Rachel, of course, was laughing.

"That's not going to get old for a little while." She said in between laughs.

"Uh, yeah, I thought I saw a spider." I said to Carl, almost forgetting that he can't see her.

"I know what you mean, spiders freak me out too." Carl agreed.

If you think that's bad, try having a female vampire randomly jump out at you on a regular basis. This of course, I kept to myself. Eventually, Carl and I parted for the time being to work on other things, giving me a chance to quietly talk to Rachel as I worked.

"Would you stop doing that!?" I said in a hushed voice. No point in letting all of the customers in the area think I'm completely crazy. Rachel's laughter had died down at this point.

"Sorry, but it is funny. I can't scare other vampires like that, and you're the first human I've interacted with since I've turned." Rachel responded.

"Yeah well, it's not that funny." I responded.

"Oh try being a good sport, if you were in my shoes, you would think it was funny too." She shot back. I actually took the time to think about it. I guess it would be funny if I could freak out Dave in the same way.

"Fine." I sighed. "What are you doing here anyways? Do you really have nothing else to do?" I asked.

"Nope." Was all she said. We had ended up in the clothing aisle, and she was eyeing some dresses.

"Oooh, some of these are nice, please tell me you can get me some?" She asked.

"No, I just started working here, besides, why would I want dresses? It's not like I wear them or have a girlfriend to give them too, and you don't exist." I responded.

"Fine." She pouted, and continued to accompany me as I did my work. I found that her company actually made the day go by easier, even though I was the only one who could see and interact with her. Just having her presence made everything seem better in some way.

Of course, the day still couldn't end fast enough, and I was relieved to be going home.

"Finally, we can start watching that show that you've got me hooked on, I want to see what happens to that crazy girl." Rachel said as she appeared in the seat next to me as I got in my car.

"Elfen Lied, and the crazy girl's name is Lucy." I lightly informed her.

Rachel nodded, then stopped. "Lucy? That's weird."

I turned to her. "How is that weird?"

"Well, I used to watch I Love Lucy, so for someone named Lucy to play such a role is odd." Rachel responded.

My eyebrow rose. "Just how old are you?" I asked.

She shook her head and turned to me. "Don't you know it's rude to ask a girl about her age?" She responded.

I threw my hands in the air. "Whatever." I said as I started the car and pulled away.

"Besides, we may not get the chance anyways, Dave is off today as well, though he goes back to work tomorrow." I added.

"Aww, maybe we can find a way to kick him out or something." She pouted.

I chuckled a little. "Don't start getting funny ideas."

To Rachel's dismay, we found that Dave was home, due to his car in the driveway, along with another familiar car.

"Whose car is that?" Rachel asked.

"Ashley's, Dave's girlfriend." I responded.

Rachel turned to me. "Any other random visitors I should be expecting?" She asked.

"What's it matter to you? You can just make yourself invisible anyways. And the answer to your question is no."

Rachel huffed and turned away from me. "You don't have to be so rude to me, you know. I just might have to suck you dry after all, and I don't mean that in a good way."

Now that I think about it, when did we get to the point where we can playfully banter like this? I've never had that before either. And damn, she got me before I could poke fun at the comment.

We pulled up in the driveway, and entered the house to find, as usual, Dave and Ashley curled up on the couch, watching what appeared to be...The Godfather.

"What's up Dave, Ashley." I greeted as I approached.

"The Godfather...what made you guys want to watch this?" I asked.

"Ashley's never seen it before, so I'm showing her what a good movie it is." Dave responded.

"I love The Godfather, such a great movie!" I heard Rachel exclaim behind me.

I figured, what the hell, might as well sit and watch this great movie for a while, and sat down on the nearby chair. I saw Rachel attempt to look for an open spot on the couch, but, after a few moments, shrugged, and sat in my lap.

"Shh." She said quickly, bringing a finger to my mouth before I could say something. "I can't exactly ask them to move over can I?" She explained, then rested herself on me. "And I am definitely not going to stand this entire movie, it is way too long." She finished.

Instead, I quietly sat and bounced thoughts around in my head. Why is she so comfortable with me like this? Wouldn't normal people just find another place to sit down? Why sit here, in my lap? I shook my head. Maybe I was thinking too hard. There wasn't another nearby chair for Rachel to sit in, and she just wanted to watch the movie, and she was right, it was a really long movie.

However, a problem began developing, and my body became aware of the fact that a very attractive woman was sitting on me, and I began to feel the familiar stirrings. Now I was in quite the position all right. I couldn't exactly push her off, for that would look very peculiar to Dave and Ashley, nor could I warn her of what was going on. I tried to fight it, but what happens when you try and fight it? That's right, it gets worse and more pronounced.

I'm sure she could feel it by now, for a could feel my erection pressing into her butt. She wiggled her butt in response, and turned to me, an amused smile on her face. "Well, well, well, what do we have here, hmmm?" She asked me.

Bitch! She was enjoying this. "Poor, poor Alan. All worked up and can't do anything about it."

My phone, thankfully, chose to ring, providing a nice distraction as I reached for it. It was my mother.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi honey, I was just calling to let you know that I'm making meatloaf tonight, and if you want to come over and have some, you're more than welcome to." Yes! I love mom's meatloaf.

My face lit up. "Sure! When?" I asked eagerly.

"In about an hour or so." Mom replied.

"Awesome! I'll be there."

"Okay, see you then, love you."

"Love you too."

I hung up. I turned to Dave and Ashley. "Mom's making meatloaf, so I'll be taking off in a little while, I'm going to go change." I said, discreetly telling Rachel that I needed to get up.

Thankfully, she did as I heard "Allright" from Dave.

"Perhaps you should take care of something else while you're at it." Rachel said with a wink as she sat back down on the chair.

I shook my head in annoyance as I walked away, and proceeded to change out of my work clothes and into something more suitable. I decided there that, rather than get dragged into a movie as gripping as The Godfather, I'll play a quick round of Call of Duty. It didn't last too long, and when it was time to leave, I stepped out.

"Later guys." I said, waving my hand as I walked out. I heard a "bye" from both Dave and Ashley, obviously sucked in at this point and not really paying attention to anything outside of the movie, as was Rachel.

I was, of course, wrong, for a soon as I sat in my car, she appeared next to me. I still jumped, but not as bad as before.

"Damn, it's starting to wear off already." She said.

"Well, how many times have you ambushed me now?" I asked in return. "I thought you were watching The Godfather anyway?" I added.

"I've seen The Godfather lots of times, but I've never seen your mother, I'm curious on what she's like?" She mused. Well, my mother could be summed up into one word.

"Crazy."

"That's not a nice way to refer to your mother!"

"You haven't met her yet. Besides, she calls herself crazy on a regular basis, I could write a book on all of the craziness she's done, but let's not go there right now." I explained as we pulled out of the driveway and headed to my mother's house.

Currently, my mother, Trish, currently has a stable secretary job at a law firm she's been working at for quite a few years, though she was a little unstable for a while after she and dad went through a rather ugly divorce. She's remarried though since then, to another equally crazy individual named Bob Jacobs, which, surprisingly, worked out well, despite quite a few rough patches.

We pulled up to my mother's small, two story house a little while later, and went inside, with Rachel close behind. "Hello?" "In the kitchen, the meatloaf's almost ready." She called out. Both mom and Bob were in the kitchen, readying the food, and were arguing, as usual. "Bob! I told you not to put so much fucking ketchup! God, just...step away, get, go away." She was shoving him aside.

"Hi guys." I said as I entered. Bob offered his hand. "Hey, what's up?" I shook it.

"Your mother is fucking killing me over here, I keep trying to help and she keeps shooting me down."

"That's because you're an asshole, go have a beer and shut up."

"Hey! Why am I the bad guy here!? All I'm doing is trying to help."

"And you're not helping at all! Just go sit down!"

I had sat down at this point and eyed Rachel, giving her a 'see what I mean?' look.

Mom turned her head. "Hi honey, good to see you, give me a moment here, just finishing up." She turned back to the task at hand as Bob sat across from me.

"So, how are you?" Bob asked. Rachel had sat down on one of the empty chairs.

I shrugged. "Allright, I guess."

Mom, finished at last, cleaned her hands and came and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Dinner's ready, make yourself a plate."

As mom and Bob both went to make their plates, I gave Rachel a quick, pitiful glance. I felt bad that we were about to eat right in front of her, but she returned a look that said she didn't mind. Oops, I forgot, the whole vampire thing. That's another strange thing. The way she interacted with me, you would never guess that she's a vampire that feeds on human blood. Then again, I haven't seen her interact with anyone else either.

Since we were the kind of family that ate first and talked later, the food vanished in relative silence. I was the first one done and put my dishes away, and sat back down. Mom was done next, and began firing questions.

"So, how's the job so far?"

"Eh, it's allright." I shrugged.

"Anything new in your life at all?"

Uh, aside from this vampire that's sitting right in this room that you can't see? Let me think. "No."

Mom's eyes narrowed. "Alan?" She inquired. How the fuck could she know I was lying!?

I shook my head. "I'm serious, there's nothing going on." I repeated.

Rachel was giggling. "Mothers always know." She said, annoying me.

Mom eyed me for a few moments, before dropping it. "Have you thought about what major in school you're going for?"

I shook my head. "I still have no idea, I really can't decide."

"Do you at least have some idea?"

I shrugged again. "I guess, history, maybe, but I don't know where I could go with that."

"Well, I'm sure you'll figure it out."

"I don't know, I feel like I really won't know until I start." I responded.

"That's fine too, some people don't figure out their majors until their second year or so." She added.

"Yeah, but I don't want to end up switching my majors multiple times while in school, I'd rather have an idea beforehand."

Luckily, the conversation remained meek, and Rachel didn't have to witness my mother's crazy side. Mom made me a to go plate and Rachel and got in the car.

"Aside from the two of them arguing, your mom doesn't seem to be as bad as you put it." Rachel surmised.

"Oh really? That same nice woman you just met? What if I told you that she blew up on a bunch of guys at a bar for being too rowdy, and successfully intimidated them?"

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, I was there, and her voice is almost powerful enough to make my ears bleed. I still cringe whenever she really gets going, the earlier yelling was just a mere pitiful sample compared to the real thing." I explained, feeling Rachel's incredulous stare.

We soon pulled into the driveway, and I found Dave and Ashley exactly where I last left them, cuddled on the couch and still watching The Godfather.

"Hey guys." I greeted.

"Hey." I heard. This time though, I just went to my room. I really didn't feel like watching the movie. Rachel had also chosen to follow me.

"Okay, time to pick up on where we left off, what was it? Uh...Elf something?"

"Elfen Lied."

"Right."

Rachel got comfortable on the bed as I set everything up, and we began watching the next episode, once again, a comfortable space separating the two of us. It made me curious. Just what was going on in her mind? What did she make of all of this? For me, it wouldn't be the first time that I met a highly flirtatious woman who, in the end, had zero interest in me. Was she just simply enjoying herself, flirting and teasing me the way she did? Did she consider me anything at all other than just the next stepping stone of her life, soon to be forgotten when she left?

And what was I thinking!? Once again, I'm being stupid. I'm reading way too far into all of this. Of course I didn't mean anything to her. She was a vampire! I was just a mere human. Someone of her caliber and beauty could easily find someone far more suitable for her. What could my loser ass possible offer her? A laugh or two, maybe? Someone to poke fun at, at best.

"Alan?" Her voice interrupted my thoughts. I turned to her. She was looking at me with that serious, and curious stare again.

"What's bothering you?" She asked. I turned away.

"Nothing."

"Oh no, you may be able to fool your mother, but you can't fool me that easily."

"Really, it's nothing, don't worry about it."

"I don't think so, not that easily, we vampires are more sensitive to the moods of others, I know something big is on your mind right now, and I want to know what."

I still didn't face her. "It's stupid, I'm just dwelling on something retarded."

"Then look at me and say that." Rachel challenged.

I turned to her once more, and found that concern was on her face. Genuine concern, something I've almost never seen outside of my family. Her brown eyes once again seemed to pierce me, and I just couldn't lie to them. I turned away.

"Alan?" She asked again.

Finally, I stood up. "Look, it doesn't matter! It won't matter! Why do you care anyway, you're just going to walk right out of my life like all of the others! So what if I'm falling for you!? It's like you said, you planned on leaving anyways, and I'll go right back to being alone once again!" I shouted.

Rachel stood. "Oh, good, go ahead and assume that you know everything! You don't think I care!? You think this is some big joke to me!? That I'm just playing around with you for shits and giggles!? I didn't mean for any of this! How was I supposed to know that only after two days that not only you started to become attached, that I would become attached as well!" Rachel shouted back.

What!?

Rachel blinked, apparently realizing what she just admitted to. "Look, it's just not possible anyway. You and I...just can't be. Vampires aren't even supposed to interact with humans, much less..." She didn't finish this time. She then turned away. "I'm sorry." She said, and vanished.

Just like that, the greatest thing that has ever happened to me just disappeared. Again.

"Great. Way to fuck that one up Alan." I admonished myself, turning to see the credits of the episode that we had been watching. Even though she told me this was going to happen, I still couldn't help but feel that this was my fault...again.

I didn't even bother turning the TV off. I just simply fell face first into my bed, fighting back my tears of regret.



The Loners Ch. 03



I'm truly delighted at the positive reception so far. At last, we've gotten around to the moment I've been promising that some, or many, have been waiting for. This is actually the chapter I've been most curious about.

Two small notes. I know that it's been suggested to me that I get an editor to help with my writing, but there is a reason why I have not, and will not for this series only. I'm currently also writing a mainstream story that I hope to get published, which is a 300,000+ word monster trilogy that I've had to draft almost completely on my own.

While that was going on, I decided to start up this as a sort of side hobby, which, given the reception so far, I will continue. Now I have more confidence on my actual ability to write, since I've face a number of rejections on my other story so far.

The second note is that this will be the final chapter that I will write in first person view from Alan's perspective, unless of course it is demanded otherwise. The reason is that this story, which I thought was going to be a small side project, is quickly turning into something much bigger, and I didn't want to keep the entire scope confined from a single perspective. I feel it would also be confusing if I try to switch back and forth constantly.

Sorry to drag on. Let's get on with the important part, enjoy!

*****

I don't even know how I even managed to get out of bed the next few days. I felt...lifeless. Rachel, the vampire that I met, the one who managed to steal my heart over such a short period of time was gone, and my heart with her. I don't know how many more of these kinds of things I can take.

Luckily, I was able to hide the pain from everyone I interacted with, and shallowly carried on with my life. Alan Brooks, once again, the loser. Alone, and lost. In the end though, I couldn't blame her. Rachel told me when she first sat on my couch that she wasn't stay long, that she was leaving. I could only blame myself, for allowing myself to fall for her. It was so stupid! I was stupid! And I made it even worse by helping to chase her out. Instead of parting on somewhat good terms, we instead parted in one of the worst ways possible, fighting one another.

At least it was Friday, which meant that I would have the weekend off. Usually on Fridays, I would almost pretend that it would be any other day, and I would sit at home, do my thing, and mind my own business. But not tonight. I tried. I aimlessly tried to play some games, get my mind off of Rachel. But it just didn't happen. Just like the previous couple of nights, my thoughts dwelled on the amazing woman who walked out of my life.

I think this was the worst one I've ever gone through. Unlike the others, Rachel had spent a great deal of active time with me. She could have gone and done...whatever it was that vampires do. Instead, though, she chose to stay by my side. She watched as I played my games. I got her hooked on a show we were watching. No one else that I had pursued had ever done that before. I felt like I lost more than just a possible relationship, but a really good friend. Her constant presence made me feel like I wasn't so alone. That maybe I had a shot at being happy.

Not anymore. She was gone, and I was alone. I decided that it was time to revive an old habit. I just couldn't sit here in this empty house again and dwell on what could have been?

What could have been? How laughable. How about what was never going to be?

I decided to go to the bar. Luckily, I could walk there, and I didn't have to worry about my car, or getting pulled over and getting arrested, thus making things worse. Oh yeah, fun times indeed. Reminds me of the good old days when I used to do this to drown my sorrows. The bar, of course, since it was Friday, was crowded. I sat down, and began the marathon.

Naturally though, I was going to be mocked as I did this. I watched as several people around me were happily laughing and having a good time with their loved ones. Watching them be happy only made me want to drink more. What made them so damn special? Why was I stuck being alone? Because I'm a loser, through and through.

The hours passed and the drinks continued to flow. The first few were hard, since they were my first in a while, but got easier and easier. And the effects began almost immediately. It got later and later, and the bar began to empty out until it was only me. I really didn't want to go home tonight, and remind myself just why I was here, which didn't make sense seeing that that was all I thought about, but I was just too drunk to care. It was 1:30 am when the bartender turned to me.

"Shouldn't you be heading home? We're closing soon, this is last call." He asked me.

"Bah, home sucks." I slurred, badly.

"Sorry buddy, but you can't stay here." The bartender was unsympathetic.

The door to the bar opened, which I ignored.

"Sorry miss, but we're closing soon. Last call has already been announced."

"Alan?"

The voice made me raise my head. No way. There's just no way. I turned. I must be more drunk than I thought, I'm seeing things.

Two Rachels walked towards me.

"Alan, what the hell are you doing!?"

"Hey! The woman who ruined my life...wait." I turned to the bartender. "Uh, she's really there, right? A very pretty girl with brown eyes and jet black hair?"

The bartender ignored me. "He a friend of yours? He needs to go."

"I'm sorry about this, yes, he's a friend of mine, and it's probably my fault that he's here like this."

"Hey! Don't talk about me like I'm some burden. Don't you ignore me either! You know what, fuck you both!"

Rachel put her arms around me. "Allright, let's go, you're done."

"H-hey! Let go of me!" With surprising strength, she hauled me on her shoulder. 

Rachel turned to the bartender. "Again, I'm sorry about this."

"It happens."

And she carried me out, with my drunken ass still attempting to object, and putting up a poor struggle at best. Before I knew it, we were inside my room, and she laid me down on my bed.

"Oh Alan, I'm so sorry about this."

"Sorry!? You're sorry about nuthin. Nuthin! Stupid, blood drinking, heart breaking vampire! You as cold as ice!" I yelled at her as she covered me with blankets.

"It's okay Alan, yell at me all you want. I deserve it. The fact that you're even angry at me like this shows that I meant more to you than even I thought. Oh God Alan, I'm so sorry." I completely missed the fact that she had tears in her eyes.

I tried to yell at her some more, but the bed was really comfortable. I instead closed my eyes. What happened next? You guessed it. The world began spinning in my mind. And that was just too much.

I don't know how I made it to the bathroom in time, but I didn't make it to the toilet, and a good chunk of my puke ended up on the floor in front of the toilet before I hit the toilet itself.

Rachel had knelt next to me as I did this, gently rubbing my back.

"Look at me." I said next. "I'm such a loser."

"Stop that! This isn't your fault, I did this to you, be angry at me. Don't be angry at yourself." Rachel told me.

The next wave hit the toilet. "But it's true." I began to cry. "I'm just a miserable fuck."

"Stop it!" She repeated, and her voice was now breaking up as well.

The next was a dry heave. And then, satisfied that I got everything out, sat down away from the toilet.

"Here, drink this, it'll help." Rachel said, handing me a bottle of water.

I took it. "Where did you get this?" I asked, taking a sip.

"That's not important, just drink it."

Not really caring at the moment, I took another sip. "Why did you come back?"

Rachel went silent for a few moments. "Look, Alan, let's talk about that tomorrow, okay?"

"Will you even be here tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"How long you plan on staying this time?"

Silence. "I don't know."

"So, going to walk out on me again, right? Why bother coming back?"

"Let's discuss all of that tomorrow. How are you feeling?"

I had been sipping the bottle during this conversation, and found it halfway gone, and stared at it.

"Like shit."

Rachel let out a brief laugh. "C'mon, let's get you back to the bed." She said, assisting me as I stood on shaky legs, and with her help, I was back in the bed again.

"I love you. Do you love me?" I asked as I nestled myself into the bed.

Silence. "I'll only answer that question when you're sober tomorrow, agreed?"

The bed was once again mighty comfortable, and when I closed my eyes, the world wasn't spinning. "That's fine." I uttered.

I don't know how long I laid in the bed after I finally woke up, but I do know this. I did not want to get up. My head was pounding, and I felt sick to my stomach. I also remembered that this was one of the big reasons why I quit drinking. Good thing I really didn't have to go anywhere.

I heard the door to my room open. "Alan? I think it's time to get up." I heard Rachel say. I moaned in response.

"Alan, it's 1:30 in the afternoon. Dave already came and left."

I moaned again. 1:30!? I relented and rose. Geez, half the day was gone.

Rachel had approached me. "Here." She said, handing me another water bottle. I silently took it and sipped.

"What do you want to eat?" She asked next.

"One where I don't have to go anywhere." I grumbled.

"Pizza it is, I'll call. I need money, your phone, and the number to the pizza place." I surrendered them easily.

"Want anything on your pizza?"

"No."

"Okay, go clean yourself up. After we eat, we need to sit down and have a serious talk, okay?"

I got out of the bed. "Sure." I said as she left the room.

As I got into the bathroom, I remembered that I had hurled quite a bit on the floor, but it was gone. Rachel must've cleaned up after putting me to bed, and I felt bad for her.

I took a nice, long shower, and almost feel asleep in the shower. I finally forced myself out, got dressed, and stepped outside the room, to find Rachel was already eating the pizza that had arrived. Now that I think about it, I've never seen her eat normal food. She looked at me and seemed to guess what I was thinking.

"What? Didn't think that we could enjoy a nice pizza? Sorry to burst the bubble, but vampires are more normal than you think."

I sat down. "Yeah, I was kind of getting that impression already."

We ate in relative silence, but once the pizza was gone, more silence passed, and it seemed as though neither of us knew how to begin.

Finally, it was Rachel who spoke up first. "How about this? You go ahead and ask me whatever question you want to, and I'll answer them. I won't hide anything this time." She said.

Great, there was only about a million of those, but the first one came out before I even realized it. "So, where have you been? After you left?" I asked first.

Her eyes lowered a little. "I was doing the same thing you seemed to be doing. Attempting to bury my feelings, and drown out the pain."

That answer caught me off guard, and she saw it. "Yeah, I was a big of a mess as you were last night." She responded, leading me to the next question.

"Why did you come back?" I asked. This time, she met my eyes.

"Because I realized that I made a mistake. I was wrong to try and deny what was happening, and I thought that maybe, after I left, it would go away. But it didn't. Instead, all it did is hurt more and grow stronger. I thought, like you, that I was being stupid as well, and that there was no way my feelings were real. But, again, I was wrong. All I did was think about you after I left, despite how hard I tried not to."

Once again, I had judged her too soon. She had gone through the same thing that I did, and it hurt her as much as it did me. I'm such an idiot.

"Before you continue, there's another question you asked me last night that I want to answer, but before I do, I'd like to ask you a question. You said last night that you loved me, is that true?" Rachel asked.

I went silent for a few moments, thinking carefully on that before I answered.

"I'll start by saying that 'love' to me, is a really powerful expression, and one I used to take lightly. But, since then, I've learned that 'love' is something not that simple. However, to be honest, I think what I feel for you may actually be love, if not, then it certainly points in that direction."

Rachel smiled at this. "Then, I can answer your question, because you asked me if I loved you, and my answer is very clear, and that is yes, I do love you."

We both went silent after that. It was out now. We had already arrived at that point and now we've both admitted it.

"So, what now?" I asked, breaking the silence.

Rachel held a sad look in her face in eyes. "This is expressly forbidden in the supernatural world. Not only was I never supposed to meet you, to fall in love with you like this means death, for both of us."

My eyes widened. "This kind of thing must have happened before, didn't it?"

Rachel nodded. "I don't know much because supernatural history is a closely guarded secret, but it probably has, and they were probably put to death or forced to hide because of it. There's no way we can amend this. Even if I turned you, I'm not a vampire Lord or a Greater Vampire, so in the end, it will still mean execution."

"Vampire Lord?"

"Yes, very powerful and highly influential, there are always nine Vampire Lords in the world at any time, and it is they who rule all of the supernatural world."

"Why nine?"

"I don't know, but there are actually ten seats total, and the tenth belongs to the legendary Dracula, Lord of all Vampires, also known as the Prince of Darkness. Now don't be mistaken. Dracula isn't the name of an individual so much as it is a title, and such an individual is born once every few hundred years or so, a constantly reincarnating being. The last Dracula existed during World War 2, and had died during the war. Again, I don't know all of the details, but we vampires are taught that much." She explained.

"I thought vampires were immortal?" Wait, dumb question, but it was too late.

Rachel shook her head. "No, we're not even ageless, we can wither and die in time, though it's true that we can exist much longer than humans. I believe the oldest Vampire that has existed was around 800 years old, give or take a decade or two."

"How does one know that he or she is Dracula?" I asked, curious.

Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "It is said that Dracula has the power that no other being can duplicate, and that is revive the dead. I don't know about that, but what I do know is that a true Dracula is the most powerful vampire in existence without question."

"Wow...so, could I be the next Dracula?" I asked with a smile on my face.

Rachel laughed. "Yeah, sure, with about as much of a chance as you hitting the lottery."

We both had a good laugh at that.

"So, how is it that this entire world lives right under our nose without us knowing?" I asked next.

"A very, very strict set of rules and laws, and enforces, both human and supernatural. Think like Men in Black in this case." She responded.

"Men in Black? So you guys can alter memories?"

She nodded. "Yes. But our case is extreme, because you can't erase emotions. That's why we have a death sentence. Sure, they can make you forget about me, but will your heart let it go? That's something they can't risk, and that's why they'll simply kill you instead."

That's the third time now that she's told me that they'll kill me. Perhaps I should have been a little more freaked out about this, but for some reason, I'm not. Maybe it was because I was overjoyed at Rachel coming back and us being together, or maybe because such things seemed so far away, I'm not sure.

She was thinking the same thing. "Alan? Are you sure you want to continue this? These aren't idle threats, and I doubt we'll be able to hide forever. Sooner or later, they'll find us. For both of our sakes, we should stop and never see each other again." She said somberly.

Silence once again passed between us as she waited for my answer, gazing at me as she did. I met her gaze as the thoughts crossed my mind. To me, it all boiled down to a single question. What was worse? Death? Or being alone? When it came to that, the answer became obvious.

"Rachel...I don't want to lose you again, that's all I know for sure." Was my response.

She smiled, but it seemed to be both a sad and happy smile. "Then I guess we're both idiots, because I was hoping we would stay together as well."

Well, since that was cleared up and we accepted what could happen, Rachel seemed to cheer up a little. "Anymore questions?" She asked.

"Well, you also said there were Greater Vampires, what does that mean?"

"Greater Vampires are ones who directly respond to each of the Lords, and are more or less the Lords' personal servants. The number of Greater Vampires depends on each of the Lord. Some have many, while others only have one or two. The same goes for the Greater Vampires, they can have as many as they want. In most cases, the more, the better."

"Wow...so where do you fall under?" I asked.

"To do that, I'll have to tell you my full name. Each Vampire is given a new name based on their creators. In my case, my full name is Caleb Rachel the third. Caleb is my Vampire Lord, and since I wasn't created by a Greater Vampire but instead by Caleb himself, I don't have a middle name, and I'm the third Rachel he's named among those that he created."

"Seems complex." I said, almost in awe.

She shrugged. "You get used to it, at the very least, all vampires are required to remember the nine Lords, so you know ultimately which clan each vampire falls under, not unlike that of the normal human naming system."

"So, can one switch clans?" I asked, curious.

"It is possible, but it is frowned upon. Think of it like this, it would be similar to you disowning your own family to go join a rival family, it happens sometimes, I guess, but those who do are forced to carry both family names to point out their blood betrayal, for the vampire in question must make a new blood bond with the new family to be fully accepted."

"Just how strong are the blood bonds anyway?"

"Again, it's similar to the blood bonds you have with your family, some of it is simple instinct, and in others some can forcibly use the bond to bend a troublesome vampire to his or her will."

"And what about you? What's your full story? You seemed to be moving about alone with no destination in mind." I asked next.

Rachel's eyes fell again. "Sixty two years ago, Caleb came into my life desiring me, and offered to turn me into a vampire, proclaiming his love and affection for me. I accepted, thinking that this was finally the one for me."

"At the time I was created, I was more or less a tomboy, an outcast. I wanted to stand out and be independent. However, this was in the fifties, a time when the women's movement had just begun, and independent women weren't socially accepted. Even my own family frowned upon my actions, and were hoping I would just simply surrender and marry a so called 'suitable' and wealthy man, and live my life as a housewife."

"When Caleb came to me, he said he liked that streak in me, said he wanted a strong woman like me in his life. Seeing that my own family had more or less abandoned me, I took his offer, believing everything he said. However, after he took me in, I realized that I wasn't the only one in his life, or even something important to him. I realized that in his eyes, I was merely another toy."

"For years, I tried to prove myself to him, and tried to get stronger. Tried to catch his eye and interest, but after six decades of waiting and trying, I'd finally had enough. It may be true that the blood bond I had with him probably helped stay my feet for so long, but, it wasn't going to bind me forever. So I ran, ran from who I was, away from Caleb, deciding that I would be better off alone, or maybe even join another clan who would accept and embrace me. I was in the middle of that journey when I found you."




The Loners Ch. 03



"That night, I was hungry, and desperate, and that was the real reason why I got careless, which, looking back now, was a good thing rather than bad."

Wow. That was all I could think. This gorgeous creature, seemingly so happy and carefree, possessed such a disappointing and depressing life. I would have never guessed, for she masked it so well.

"I'm sorry, that's just...wow. Now I feel really bad, I've been through nothing compared to you."

Rachel shook her head. "You didn't know. Just like I didn't know that you had gone through what you did. I've only had my heart truly broken once, you've gone through it a number of times, from what you've told me."

I shrugged. "I guess, though they seems pale and petty."

Rachel shook her head. "A heart break is a heart break, whether it's young love or betrayal, it still hurts just as much, no matter how petty it seems, otherwise, you probably wouldn't be so bitter or guarded."

I smiled. "Thanks."

She smiled as well. "So, what else have you got?"

"How does one become a Greater Vampire or Vampire Lord?" I asked next. I guess she was enjoying this question and answer conversation as much as I was, since she kept on prodding me to ask questions.

"As I said earlier, a Greater Vampire is chosen by the Vampire Lord, and most Lords choose their Greater Vampires carefully, since they are direct representatives of the Lord. So it would be embarrassing if they had a weak or a stupid Greater Vampire representing them. The other method is by killing the Greater Vampire in a direct challenge that is witnessed either by another Lord or three or more Greater Vampires, and this is the more common method, believe it or not."

That seemed surreal to me at first, but then I realized that killing is easier than playing politics, so it made sense.

"And the Vampire Lords?"

"Same thing, either the Vampire Lords choose, or if one manages to kill the Vampire Lord in a direct challenge, though this rarely happens since the Lords pretty much are the strongest of all Vampires, and they know that eager challengers are always looking to take their spot among the top. In short, the weak have no room at the top, only the strong."

I nodded. "Why is Dracula the only exception?" I asked.

"Dracula is a very special vampire, and a unique case. I'm sure, in the past, others have tried to become Dracula, however, for whatever reason, this doesn't seem to happen. I've heard tales of false Draculas claiming themselves to be Dracula, only to have to face all nine of the other Vampire Lords at once."

"Wow, that's a guaranteed death sentence." I said.

She nodded. "Exactly. Not even we understand it completely, whoever becomes the next Dracula is completely outside our jurisdiction and knowledge."

She eagerly awaited my next question. But I was running out of them at the moment. It was quite a lot to take in, but one came to mind. "So, what do we do now?"

The smile faded. "To be honest, I don't know." She responded honestly.

"Well, should we just keep on hiding you from everyone I know?"

Rachel thought for quite some time on that one, then finally shook her head.

"No, if I'm going to be a part of your life, I might as well be introduced to everyone, but it would probably be best if I have a new name." She suggested.

Now it was my turn to shake my head. "No, I want you to be 'Rachel' we've already decided that we're not going to run from this, but, we could give you a new family name instead, let's see...how about Lovecraft? Rachel Lovecraft?"

She giggled a little. "Lovecraft huh? I actually enjoyed his works."

I looked at her oddly. "What?"

"Hello? H.P. Lovecraft? The author?" Now she was taunting me.

"I didn't know, I just kind of put it together real quick. Fine, you come up with a name."

She shook her head. "Rachel Lovecraft is fine. It kind of has a nice ring to it."

"Okay, now, how did we meet? I certainly can't tell everyone that I met you while you were feeding on someone's blood. Or that you are a vampire that ran away from her home, I doubt either of them will go well."

She thought for a moment. "Well, I think your roommate probably noticed that you were gone last night, if not, well, we can still use that. Just say you randomly decided to go to the bar feeling a little down and met me, I mean, that is close to the truth after all."

That could work. "But what about where you're from? And why you're here?"

"Same kind of thing. We could say that I just wanted to get away from my family and go out on my own, but intentionally dodge the question because it's depressing."

Wow, she was pretty good at this. "Okay, I guess that would work, now we just need to get you a job and a normal life."

"How about I work at your job?" She asked.

"I don't know if I can get you there, I mean, I could try..." I said, drifting as I thought.

"I don't think it will be that bad, remember, I did see your boss before, and he seems like the kind of person who couldn't say no to these." She said, gesturing to her chest.

I let out a laugh. "I don't think it'll be that easy."

"I didn't say it would be easy, but these will help. They are great weapons against men, after all."

"Hey, that's not completely true!"

She just stared at me, a smirk on her face, until I relented.

"Okay, okay, it may be true for most. So, anything else we missed?"

She thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Not at the moment, but we'll make it up as we go if we have to."

"Oh, I forgot. You kept saying 'supernatural world' what exactly does that mean?" I asked, the question suddenly coming to mind.

"Mostly, it's just vampires and weres, but they can also include the undead and ghosts, though those are few in number."

"I thought vampires are undead?"

She nodded. "Yes, the undead are just those with no vampire powers. It's a rare case, but like ghosts, some people are just to stubborn to completely die, that's why they are few in number."

"Too stubborn to die?"

She nodded again. "Just as ghosts are spirits who don't move on, the undead are those whose spirit continued to reside in the body after it dies. And don't go asking religious questions. We don't have that much of an understanding of it, we just are a little more familiar with the human soul, that's it."

"I'm curious, are there any demons?" I asked.

Rachel shook her head. "Not that I know of. The supernatural world, after all, consists of nothing more than evolved humans, like the X-Men, just in a different way, so I don't think we have to worry about angels or demons."

"Well, that's good...I guess."

Rachel smiled at me. "So, anymore random questions? Or is it finally my turn?"

I gave her a strange, confused look. "What questions would you want to ask me? I'm not an interesting person at all."

"Hey! I let you ask me a bunch of questions about me, it's only fair." She responded.

I sighed. "Fine, go ahead."

"Did you actually have failed relationships? Or did you get shot down before they started?" She asked.

"That's two questions!"

"Uh-uh, you're answering them."

"Allright, allright. I got shot down three times before they even started, so those were simply rejections. The other one was just a fling that I incorrectly thought was something more. I found out it wasn't the hard way."

"The hard way?"

"Yeah, I started calling her back after we kind of got together until finally she told me straight out that I was just a loser she wanted nothing to do with, a 'drunken mistake' as she called it."

"Kind of?"

"Yeah, we hung out for a little, spent some time together, some drinking, some heavy petting and kissing, and some endearment words were exchanged. I thought it was love at first sight for both of us, and that was what was going on. I was wrong, obviously."

"Anything else? Sounds like you're a virgin."

My eyes wandered, not looking at her. "Not exactly. Since I was in Okinawa while I was in the Marine Corps, I actually lost my virginity to a hooker, which I actually regret since I was drunk when I did it, and with a hooker."

"You were in the Marine Corps? Now that I didn't see coming."

I nodded, meeting her eyes again. "Yeah. Though in the end, it didn't quite work out, so I got out."

"Did you go to Iraq or Afghanistan?"

"Iraq, but it was around the time we were pulling out, so I didn't see the worst of it. Not only that, I wasn't part of the ground side, I was a part of the air wing."

"Air wing?"

"Yeah, I worked with aircraft. Not fly them, but worked with them through computers and stuff, with random systems that you've never seen or heard of in the civilian world."

"Oh, you mean secret stuff?"

I shrugged. "Something like that, I needed clearance to see and use them."

"Sounds cool. So, is there an Area 51?" She asked.

I laughed at this. "No. If there is, I don't know anything about it."

She was laughing to. When the laughter died down, she asked the next question. "So, when's the last time you've gotten some?"

"Jeez, why so curious about my non-existent sex life? What about you?"

"3 months ago, and like you, I'm just curious, that's all."

"Fine, 3 years."

Rachel's eyes widened. "Wow...that's quite a while."

My head sunk into my neck again. "Gee, thanks."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you." She said with a sympathetic face.

I relaxed a little. "It's allright, it is the truth, nothing I can do about that."

Rachel went into thought for a few moments. "Well, I think that's all of the questions I have for you. That wasn't so bad though, was it?"

I nodded. "Yeah, though you had more questions than I thought." I decided to glance over at the clock.

It was 3. Wow! We had been talking for a while, which I mentioned to Rachel.

"Wow!" She agreed. "I don't think I've ever just talked to someone for that long. It must have been what, an hour straight?"

"Yeah, something like that."

We both took a moment to marvel at that. It was the same for me. I've never just sat and had such a serious and deep meaning conversation with someone for that long. I mean, yeah, she was explaining a lot of the vampire world, but at the same time, she told me a lot about herself, and I told her some really important and private things about me.

"So, what do you want to do?" I asked Rachel.

She looked at me and smiled. "How about we continue Elfen Lied? I still want to finish that."

I raised an eyebrow. "Wow, you remembered the name."

"You would do well to remember that I'm not an air head, it's just that Elfen Lied is kind of hard to remember, it's a pretty weird title."

"Allright, I'll give you that, it took me a little while too, allright, let's go watch it then."

Once again, I set everything up in the living room as she sat on the couch. Once it was ready, I started the episode we were on, and sat on the chair. Rachel looked at me funny.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asked me.

"Uh...what?"

She patted on the couch next to her. "You just told me a little while ago that you loved me, didn't you? Come sit next to me."

Wow...what a 'duh' moment I just had. I did as she asked and sat next to her, and she immediately leaned into me, and my arm instinctively went around her.

"There, isn't this a better way to watch this?" She sarcastically asked me.

"Yeah, it is." I agreed, as the proximity warnings went off in my head, reminding me that I was now holding a gorgeous woman, which drew my attention to her rather than the TV. At first, I tried to ignore it, keeping my attention focused on what we were watching, but that was a losing battle, and my eyes were drawn to Rachel instead.

Her jet black hair, almost perfectly straight, flowed with ease all the way down to her mid back. She was once again wearing one of my shirts, but this time, it was to my advantage. It was one of my more larger and stretched out shirts, so a very generous valley of cleavage was almost staring right back at me, beckoning my eyes to it. From this angle, it looked like they were bigger than my fists, though not much bigger.

It also occurred to me right then that she didn't seem to be wearing anything under that fabric...holy shit! She wasn't wearing a bra! I was in a trance, my eyes constantly shifting between the TV and the lush valley that was being so deliciously presented to me, made even worse because she didn't even mean to.

"Enjoying the view are we?" She suddenly asked, breaking my trance.

"Uh..wha...uh...excuse me?" I stammered.

Rachel turned up to me, an amused look on her face, then turned down to the valley herself. "Well, I guess they do look pretty tempting from your angle."

Busted. "Well...yeah." I agreed. "How did you know anyway?" I asked, curious.

"Because I've been enjoying my own view."

Huh? I looked down. I had been so busy staring at her that I completely missed the fact that I was raging hard, and the outline was quite obvious. I didn't even realize that I could give myself away in such a manner.

Rachel then stood up, grabbing my hand, and pulled me off of the couch.

"Wha, where are we going?"

"I imagine that if I had to wait for you, we'd both die of old age." She said as she led me to the bedroom.

The alerts in my head suddenly became warning sirens. "Uh...Rachel?"

"Hush. If you're worried about performance, don't. I'll get what I want." She said as she again showed her surprising strength by throwing me on to the bed with ease.

Without giving me a chance, Rachel crawled over me like a graceful feline, with a look on her eyes and face as though she just caught her prey, and without a word, her lips descended on mine as the rest of her collapsed on top of me, her jet black hair brushing against my cheeks.

It had been a while since I've kissed a woman, and at this point, went on instinct. I yielded to her soft, warm lips, and slowly wrapped my arms around her as her own held my face. The kisses themselves were slow and gentle to start with, and she was slowly grinding herself against me, her breasts rubbing against me chest, and her pelvis grinding against my hard-on, with both of us slightly moaning from the contact.

I then started feeling something other than her lips. Her tongue was slowly pushing into my lips. I got the message, and granted her access, and met her tongue with my own, and she moaned into my mouth more distinctly.

She then slowly broke the kiss, and I opened my eyes, and was startled. The white in her eyes was gone and completely replace with a deep blood red, and her brown eyes had gone black. She noticed the startled look I held, and she smiled, showing her fangs.

"Sorry, I should have warned you. This is more or less a vampire's true look, which only happens in times of true primal pleasure, which is feeding, and what we're doing right now." She explained.

I thought about it for a few moments, then realized that I actually liked it. Not only did it make her seem far more exotic than anything I've ever seen before, and I realized another possibility.

"Does that also indicate that you're aroused?" I asked, curious.

"It most certainly does."

She then sat up on me completely, beaming, my hands traveling to her side as she did.

"And you were worried." She told me, as though I was an idiot for even thinking so, as she reached for her shirt, and pulled it off, revealing her entire upper body for my eyes to devour.

She was like something out of a men's magazine, except better. A near perfect frame, though not so tiny that it looked like she starved herself. In fact, she looked like she worked out a bit, though she didn't have quite a muscular appearance either. She was just finely toned.

Of course, though, I was drawn to the two globes that were proudly staring back at me, and the nipples that were hard and sticking out.

Rachel allowed me to stare for quite a while before she reached for my hands, and put both of them on her breasts. "Staring is nice, but they're there for touching and kissing, so have fun. Do whatever comes to mind."

They were soft, and yielded easily to my touch. I gently squeezed them, felt them, and explored them with my hands, with Rachel purring as I did so, watching me.

Rachel patiently gave me all of the time in the world, as though she was enjoying my exploration as much as I was. I felt all around, avoiding her nipples at first, but eventually got around to them, and I touched them softly.

"It's okay if you pinch and roll them a little, they won't break." Rachel advised me, and I did just that, and proudly elicited a small moan from her.

"There you go." She complemented me. Amused at the reactions I was getting from her, I experimented in a few ways, careful not to do too much. I noticed that she was breathing a little more rapidly as well, but kept still, allowing me to continue my exploration.

Finally though, I was unable to resist any longer, and I sat up, bringing my mouth to her breasts.

"Ooo, I was wondering if you'd get to this." She eagerly purred, wrapping her arms around my back to support me and I began to kiss her breasts, while one of my hands continued fondling the other. I alternated between the two, lightly kissing each of them.

"Oh...Alan..." Rachel moaned. "Ooo, suck them, suck on those nipples." She prodded me, which I began to do.

"Oh that's much better." She sighed, raising her hands to my head and held me tighter to the breast I was sucking on. I lingered on each breast, sucking on them for quite a while, until she disengaged me, and pushed me back down, with Rachel falling down with me.

"Allright, you've had your fun, now it's my turn." She whispered seductively, a twinkle in her red eyes, as she smiled, showing off her fangs, which were biting her lower lip.

Rachel sat up again, and began to push my shirt off, which I assisted in doing so, and she tossed that aside. She then leaned forward, going straight for my chest, intending on reciprocating what I just did. Except that she skipped everything and went straight for the sucking, and I closed my eyes shuddered at the sensation.

She didn't stop there, and continued slowly moving down on me, leaving a trail of kisses as she did so. I opened my eyes once again and looked down at her, and she was staring right back at me, giving me a triumphant smirk on her face, and began tugging at my shorts.

My breathing quickened as I lifted my hips so she could remove the shorts, exposing my manhood completely to her. Instead of diving straight for it like I thought she was going to, though, she slowly traced it with her fingers, and her eyes locked on her prize.

"You're going to have to tell me who turned this down so I can tell them that they're crazy." She said, causing me to laugh a little, and I realized she also did that to ease some of the tension I was feeling.

She then dipped her head into my crotch, and slowly tongued the sac first, again causing me to close my eyes and moan loudly at the feelings. Her tongue then began to trace slowly upwards until she hit the tip, then claimed me completely with her mouth. 

"Oh God." I moaned out loud as she slowly tongued and sucked me at the same time. Now, again, it wasn't as though I've never gotten a blowjob before, but this, by far, was the best I had ever had.

She added even more the growing pleasures when one of her hands cupped and gently began to massage and roll my balls between her fingers, and all too soon, I felt the impending release.

"Rachel...." Was all I could moan before I felt the waves of pleasure roll through me like a tornado. I thrusted my hips into her mouth as I felt the warm semen travel through me and directly into her awaiting mouth, and Rachel eagerly taking it all.

Finally, I felt the last few drops flow from me, which Rachel lapped up, causing me to twitch almost violently from being so sensitive, and her mouth released me as I collapsed.




The Loners Ch. 03



I managed to open my eyes to see Rachel, her red eyes now staring directly at mine as she sat up, opened her mouth to reveal everything she had taken into her mouth, closed it, smiled, then dipped her head back, and swallowed it all, moaning as she did so.

"Wow..." I sighed, both at the feeling and the sight, and Rachel met my eyes again and giggled.

"Thought you might like that show, have you ever seen a woman do that for you before?" She asked.

"No."

"Good, I'm glad I could be the first to do that for you, now we can move on."

"Move on?" I asked, causing Rachel to giggle again.

"Duh, you didn't think we were going to stop there, did you?" She said, again with that tone of voice that says 'you're an idiot for thinking that.'

I laughed a little at myself too, as I sat up, and kissed her lips. A small moan escaped her.

"Usually guys don't kiss me after that."

"Well, after that, I figure a kiss is the least I could give you."

Rachel smiled, and kissed me again, although this was more of a quick peck.

"That's sweet of you to think that, but there is something much better you can do for me." She said seductively, and she laid down on the bed, taking my spot, and removed everything she had left, and now she was exposed to me.

My eyes, of course, was drawn to the hairless mound between her legs, which were left open for me to gawk at. Her lower lips were puffy and red, and glisten a little with her arousal. I tried crawling back up to her, but she wouldn't have it.

"Sorry, but you already got me really worked up from your attentions earlier, so you need to go straight to the good part." She said warmly. Fine by me.

I descended between her legs. Now this was entirely new to me. Obviously, one doesn't just eat out a hooker, so this will be my first attempt at this, and I felt lost. Where does one start? Do I lick? Suck? Blow? Why don't these things come with a damn instruction manual?

Rachel noticed my confusion, for one of her hands had traveled down and opened her pussy lips for me. "Here, it's more simple than it looks, you can start by licking right in here." She said.

Well, here goes. I thought to myself as I closed in, becoming engulfed by the smell of her arousal, encouraging me even further. I decided to start slow, and gave her open lips one long and slow lick.

"Oooo, that's nice, go with that for a little while." She sighed, as I realized I had instincts within me that were telling me exactly what to do, along with attempting to read her responses and moans.

Her tasted turned out to be as intoxicating as her smell, and out of sheer eagerness, began to quicken my pace. As I picked up the pace, Rachel's moans went from soft, low moans to higher pitched and louder moans, and had begun to form words.

"Oh, Alan, yes! That's it, oooo, yeah." Were some of the words she had begun moaning.

I continued like this for a little while until Rachel began panting.

"Alan. Alan! Wait, wait, wait!" She said, and I separated myself from her lips.

She hurriedly pulled one of my hands to her mouth and slurped on two fingers hastily, and with her other hand, spread the hood above her lips.

"Here, start licking and sucking my clit here, while you stick these two fingers inside me and start rubbing along the top of the wall that's nearby my clit, hurry!" She panted.

I decided to concentrate my efforts on my fingers, as she helped spread her pussy for them. Though she was quite tight, my fingers made it inside, and I began rubbing along the upper wall as she instructed me.

"Oh, God! Right there, right there! Keep rubbing that as you suck on my clit! Oh, God Alan, I can't stand it! I need to cum so badly! Alan!" She begged.

That was all I need as I dove right back in, and mercilessly sucked on her clit, and what came out of her mouth changed yet again.

"OhfuckyesohGodyesyesyessuckitsuckitsuckitaaahhhhh FUUUUCCCKKK YEEEAAAHHHH!!!!" She began to convulse and her pussy clamped down on my fingers hard, almost hard enough that it felt like she would squeeze them right off of my hand, as her legs also closed on my head in a near death grip.

Despite both death grips she had on me, I continued my efforts for as long as I could, though as she slowed down and collapsed, I thought about how sensitive she might have become after that, and I slowed my efforts as well until I was slowly licking her like before, along with slowly rubbing my fingers inside her.

She sighed. "Jesus, I needed that."

I raised my head, but kept my fingers busy inside of her. "Rachel...that was awesome." I said, in awe of what just happened. It was like she exploded! And all because of me! I'm sure not even satellites could have missed the broad smile I was wearing.

I withdrew my fingers from her, and crawled up to her, thinking that she was exhausted. Wow was I wrong! She suddenly attacked me, began kissing and sucking at my lips deeply with a very powerful urge, and twisted us around so she was back on top, her tongue very aggressively pushing into my mouth.

She then sat back up, and I once again had a glorious view of her two exquisite globes, but this time, her hands and eyes were focused on my cock, which I hadn't realized had become hard again while I was eating her out.

Rachel wasted no time, rising, and guided me to her entrance, and in one swift descent, claimed me inside her completely, causing both of us to moan loudly.

She was unbelievable wet, warm, and tight, and I have never felt anything better in my entire life! She leaned forward and hungrily kissed me again, her hands on my shoulders, and simply kept me locked inside of her as we kissed. Rachel then broke the kiss, and slowly began to rock on top of me, my hands traveling to her sides.

We stared into each other's eyes, sharing far more than the physical pleasure we were both feeling. I wanted to say something to her. Anything. But somehow, she and I had both come to some sort of silent agreement that words had no place here and now, only our moans and cries of pleasure.

I began to move my hips as best as I could to assist, not wanting her to do all of the work, and though it took a little time, we were able to settle into a good rhythm, which picked up quickly, and she fell on top of me completely, randomly kissing my lips when she could as I did the same, still moving our hips together.

Finally though, her pleasure had gotten to the point where she began to express it with words.

"Oh God Alan, so fuucking good...mmmph."

I merely groaned in response. Turns out, I was a silent one, until I began reaching the breaking point.

"Rachel...I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum!" I managed to say it before it happened this time.

"Oh God yes, Alan! I'm right behind you. Do it! Fill me! Flood me with that beautiful cum of yours! Oh Alan! CUM INSIDE ME!!!"

Spurned on by her words, I held nothing back. Not that I could anyways. I shook more than before, and with my hands and hips, thrusted myself as deep into her as I possibly could. As I did, I felt her pussy clamp down on me, milking everything that she possible could, and her grips on my shoulders became vice-like, as she shook on top of me.

We both collapsed, and both of us were breathing heavily.

"Oooo...you...filled me up....soo good." She cooed.

"Rachel...I...that was..." What happened to my ability to form coherent words?

"I know Alan...I know...I love you too...and yes...that was...amazing."

Rachel had lifted herself up a little, and her eyes were staring into mine, our faces inches from one another, and I watched her eyes return to normal. Both of us were smiling.

"Well...I'll...go ahead...and say it...anyway...Rachel...I love you so much." I said.

Rachel's smile brightened. Even though she knew it, she apparently still loved to hear it. She fell into me and hugged me.

"Oh Alan...this is...positively...the best day...of my life..."

"Mine too."

"Yo Alan! You awake yet?" A voice echoed in the house.

Rachel and I were startled. Why the fuck did Dave have to show up now of all fucking times?!



The Loners Ch. 04



What a position to be found in! Alan thought to himself. Him, naked, and underneath the alluring Rachel that was also naked and laying on top of him. Both of them had jumped upon hearing Dave's voice, and not to long afterward, he knocked on Alan's bedroom door.

"Alan? You alive in there?" Dave asked, himself curious on where Alan had disappeared to Friday night.

Rachel, keeping her cool, quickly threw a blanket to Alan who covered himself and replied. "Yeah, what's up?"

Rachel willed herself to be invisible as Dave opened the door. Sure, she intended to meet everyone in Alan's life since she had now declared to be a big part of it, but not in this manner. Luckily, Alan had been fast enough to cover most of himself.

"You allright dude? I thought I heard screaming or something?" Dave asked.

"Yeah...just had a bad match at Call of Duty, I was screaming at the TV." Alan lied quickly. Rachel let out a laugh.

"Yo, you need to relax, seriously. Why do you get so frustrated at games?"

'Oh, I'm frustrated allright.' Alan thought to himself. "I don't know, I just get really annoyed when I shoot a guy multiple times and he doesn't fucking die. Worse yet he turns around and gets me."

Rachel was frustrated as well, and was shooting daggers at Dave with her eyes. Although, it was a little unfair to him, since he had no clue that she was even there. Wait....Bingo! Rachel turned to Alan, an evil grin on her face.

Bells went off in Alan's head, who noticed her grin from the corner of his eye. 'What is she up to? Why is she smirking like that? Why are her eyes changing!!?'

"That shit happens to everyone." Dave continued. "I mean, it's not that big of a deal."

Rachel began to climb on the bed, pushing Alan's legs up and bending them at the knees, which allowed her unobstructed access to her target.

Alan's eyes widened. 'Is she about to do what I think she's going to do!?'

Dave noticed the drastic change in Alan's expression, and cringed a little. "Dude, are you really doing that shit right now? With me at the door?"

Alan sat up, keeping his knees bent to prevent the blanket from falling on the invisible Rachel, and showed Dave both of his hands. "No, no, no, I wouldn't do that, what kind of sick person do you think I am?" Alan responded as Rachel wrapped her lips around Alan's currently soft manhood.

"Allright, good, I thought you were getting busy or something. Anyway, I wanted to ask you, where the fuck did you go last night? I got home early last night, only to find you weren't there. I tried calling, but you didn't answer. And then this morning, you were in a coma or something because you weren't even up when I went out with Ashley at noon." Dave asked. He was concerned because Alan never goes anywhere, although to him, it was obvious where the evidence points.

Alan was desperately trying to ignore what Rachel was doing to his growing erection under the blanket. Naturally, that made it harder to do. "Uh, well, I uh, I decided to go out last night." Jesus, that felt good!

"I thought so. But I'm worried man, you never drink anymore. What made you suddenly decide to start drinking again?" Dave asked. What the fuck is going on with him right now?

"I.I..I'm not going to start drinking again. L.last night was a one time thing, I swear!" 'I also swear that if you ask too many questions, I'm going to have to kill you.' Alan thought to himself. Rachel, of course, hadn't picked up her pace, and was only teasing, continuing her agonizingly slow menstruations, adding to what was a very frustrating predicament.

"Dude, you sure you're allright?" Dave asked.

"Yes! I'm just...got a bit of a hangover, and...my head is killing me." Alan replied, hoping, praying that the questions will stop, as Rachel eagerly licked up Alan's continuing flow of precum.

"Allright man, I'll let you be, I just hope you're not going down in a bad way." Dave said.

"No, no, no, I'm fine...I.I'll be allright, I promise." I'll be far better once you LEAVE!!!

"Allright, if you say so, I'm off to work, later."

"Later."

Finally! He was fucking leaving! Normally, Alan would have taken his concern seriously. And although it was good to have a friend that cared, but right now, it was the worst fucking thing possible!

It took all of Alan's willpower to remain still as Rachel continued to slowly suck on him. He needed to be sure Dave was gone before he started going off on or attacking Rachel, for that would have been very hard to explain.

Finally, both of them heard Dave's car pull away, and Rachel began to laugh as she disengaged herself.

Alan thought about screaming at Rachel, but there was a problem. He was really, REALLY, turned on right now, and first thing was first. It was only fair, after all, she started it.

Alan growled as he leapt at the laughing Rachel, who yelped as Alan grabbed her and threw her on the bed, and without missing a beat, positioned himself at her hot, wet, and very inviting entrance. In a single thrust, he buried himself deep within her.

"Oh Jesus, Alan!" Rachel cried out, who had not expected him to pounce on her like this, and loved it.

Alan wasted no time, and immediately began pounding into her as fast and hard as he could. He felt like he was going to explode thanks to her teasing!

"Ooo, aaaahhhh, fuck yeah Alan! Fuck yes, fuck me hard, Alan! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Rachel had gone very vocal, spurning Alan on.

It didn't take long, and Alan could already feel the incoming tsunami, and began tensing up. Rachel sensed both his and her own impending release.

"That's it baby! Make me cum! Sooo fucking good! Cum in...aaaaaahhhhhh FUUUCK!" Rachel couldn't finish her words as the waves of pleasure were unleashed in a fury, and her legs swung around Alan, and trapped him as Alan emptied everything he had into her, and both were crying out in pleasure.

Finally, the waves turned into tingles, and both of them collapsed yet again.

"H...holy....shit....Alan...if that's....what....I get....for....teasing...you, I'm...definitely....going to....tease you....a lot." Rachel breathed out.

"Please....don't....you were....driving me....crazy....I don't...know if I....can take...a lot...of that." Alan breathed back.

"Admit it, that was...really fucking good!"

"Allright, allright, yeah, it was really good." Alan said.

Both of them laughed a little at that, but then, suddenly, something dawned on Alan.

"Oh shit!" He exclaimed.

"What?"

"Protection! I completely forgot about it! How could I be so stupid!?"

Rachel began to laugh. "A fine time to think about that."

"It's not funny! Shit! I'm not ready to be a father! Stop laughing!"

"I'm laughing because you're freaking out over nothing. I guess I should have told you this one too, but vampires don't reproduce in the normal fashion."

"Huh?"

"Sex among vampires is for pure pleasure, and nothing more. I imagine that's one of the reasons why we're considered sexual creatures."

"R-really?"

Rachel nodded. "Yes, we can turn others, but we don't have the power to create life like humans do. That power is only reserved for the living."

Alan thought for a moment. "That sounds somewhat...depressing, to know for the rest of your existence that you'll never be a real parent."

Rachel shrugged. "When you turn someone, it's kind of similar, but I understand exactly what you mean because I've thought about it myself. Yes, I'll never go through the same things that normal women do. Even though it's such a painful process, I'm jealous of humans in the fact that I will never have a growing life in my womb. That I'll never actually give birth, never raise a child of my own from infancy to become a full grown man or woman that someday would venture out into the world and start a family of their own."

Both of them fell silent, and dwelt on that for a moment. Since there was nothing he could do to help her, he decided to switch topics.

"So, now to introduce you to everyone. I'm guessing that's the next step?" Alan asked.

Rachel held Alan a little tighter. "To be honest, I don't want to leave this bed for the rest of my life."

"Allright, let's just stay here until we die."

"Fine by me."

"But seriously..."

"I know, I know. Let's go see your mother. I want to finally meet the crazy 'Trish Brooks' in person."

"It's 'Trish Jacobs' now, she remarried."

"Oh right, sorry, not exactly thinking straight right now. We'd better go shower, we can't go to your mother's smelling like fresh sex."

"Agreed."

***

Caleb was furious. How dare she defy him, embarrass him like this! Caleb Rachel the third was a nothing, a nobody, a pawn for Caleb's pleasure. At least, before she pulled this, that's what she was. Now though, she was more than that. She was one who dared defy a Vampire Lord. This was, of course, going to raise questions.

Has Caleb gone weak? Is he vulnerable? What was so special about this little girl that defied him? Caleb knew that this would eventually reach the other Vampire Lords, and probably very soon, despite how hard he was trying to keep this quiet.

When Caleb first met the girl, she was just another wild thing that he aimed to tame, like so many others before and after her. That's something Caleb loved to do, bend the strong willed to him. And she was just another wild wolf that he could bring under his control, perfectly tamed, and always obeyed. But now...

Caleb also had to consider the possibility that more would follow, but before he started tearing through his ranks for dissidence, first thing was first. He dedicated as many of his Greater Vampires as he could to find the girl and bring her back, especially before she could contact another clan and join them.

He would have her one last time before an example was to be made. An example on those who would dare cross Caleb.

***

Nothing really interesting had happened when they showered together. A few playful touches and some kissing, but little else beyond that. Alan's mother, after all, was expecting him shortly since he called ahead. When they got out, both of them went through Alan's wardrobe.

"You know, we're really going to have to get you your own clothes soon." Alan remarked.

Rachel grabbed one of his shirts. "Why? I like wearing your things, they have a little of your scent, which I like."

"Wow...I don't know if I should be flattered or freaked out."

Rachel turned to him, a smirk on her face. "Oh please, if I had a set of panties and gave one of them to you, you would be all over it, especially if it was nice and moist for you."

"Uh...maybe." Alan said, actually unsure of how that would really go.

Rachel then grabbed a pair of shorts and began to dress. "I'll make a note for future reference, and randomly hand you a pair of nice, wet panties and see how you react."

Alan laughed a little, and began to dress as well. "And what would happen if I did that to you? Handed you a pair of my boxers with a fresh stain on them?"

"Go nuts. Smell them, definitely. Lick them, maybe. Perhaps, if the stain was big and thick enough, I could go right ahead and rub all of that precum all over my pussy. Ooo, that sounds nice."

"Wow..." Alan repeated. She was either crazy, or really addicted to sex.

Once they finished, they got in the car and drove to their destination, arriving shortly after. Alan walked into the house first.

"Hi mom." He called out, seeing his mother in the living room watching TV.

"Oh hi hon..." Trish Jacobs stopped upon seeing the gorgeous girl following her son. Bob, who was also there, stared at the girl, stunned.

"Mom, Bob, this is Rachel. Rachel, this is mom, and Bob." Alan said to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Alan? Isn't that one of your outfits?" Trish asked, her eyes narrowing on the suspicious Rachel.

"Uh...yes." Alan answered.

"Oh, so this is what you were hiding from me." Trish said solemnly.

"Hi Mrs. Jacobs, and Mr. Jacobs." Rachel said politely, though she recognized the evil look she was receiving from Trish, one that said 'I do not like or trust this woman.'

Bob stood and took Rachel's hand. "It's nice to meet you Rachel." He said. Trish, on the other hand, did not make such a gesture, shot Bob a quick glare, then set her eyes on Alan.

Both Rachel and Alan sat down next to one another, and both parties eyed one another in silence.

"So." Trish began, breaking the silence. "Are you two fucking?"

"Mom!" Alan said, his eyes shooting open as his mouth dropped to the floor.

"So, you've gone there already, and how long have you two known each other?" Trish asked next, noticing that her son did not deny it, which she took as a confirmation.

Alan was attempting to shrink and hide somewhere as Rachel answered. "Yesterday." She said, sticking to their made up lie.

Trish's eyes narrowed. "A single day...that's it? Where did you meet?"

Rachel recognized this for what it was. This wasn't a questionnaire, it was an interrogation. Then again, given Alan's past history of relationships, or lack thereof, she understood why Trish was being very harsh. "We met at the bar."

"The bar? Alan doesn't go to bars, he doesn't even drink anymore." Trish responded.

"Mom, please, relax will you? I went to the bar last night, and I met Rachel there. We got along well, and things kind of went from there." Alan answered.

"And why did you go to the bar?"

"Because I felt like it! Jeez, do I have to tell you every little thing I do with my life!?"

Trish easily ignored Alan's outburst and turned back to Rachel. "So, after a single night, and suddenly you two are fucking. Mind telling me what's really going on?" She said, pointing the preverbal finger at Rachel.

"Nothing! Things just kind of worked out, that's all. Relax, will you?"

"Bob, take Alan to the kitchen, I'd like to talk to Rachel alone." Trish ordered.

"Honey, don't torment the poor woman..."

"Bob, don't you fucking dare argue with me. Both of you, kitchen, now!" Trish ordered again, her voice raising a notch.

Rachel watched as both men, without a word, stood, and did as instructed, and Rachel was now beginning to realize why Alan referred to his mother as crazy. Rachel herself was a vampire, yet she was very afraid of this human woman sitting before her.

Rachel, however, kept her cool. "Mrs. Jacobs, if I may?" Rachel asked. Trish crossed her arms in response.

"Mrs. Jacobs, I perfectly understand your suspicion, especially given Alan's bad track record, which he told me all about. To be honest, I would be as suspicious as you are if it was my own son. I know how it looks, for me to be suddenly walking in and eloping with your son after such a ridiculously short amount of time."

"To be honest, again, even I'm surprised by how quickly we've developed our relationship, as much as Alan is. I will say this though, for Alan as well as myself, and I don't mean to be rude about this, but this isn't some simple fling that isn't going away for either of us."

"Mrs. Jacobs, I won't ask or expect you to trust or even like me. But, can I ask that you give me a chance? Us a chance? I won't promise or guarantee anything, but, please, can I ask you to give me a try and allow me to prove that I do not mean to hurt Alan in anyway?"

Trish was actually impressed. If anything, this woman was an intelligent one and her speech was well thought out. That's a step up. At least she wasn't some random dumbass hussy that was using her good looks alone to control her son. But, the fact that she was intelligent could also make her more dangerous.

"Allright, then let me hear about you, miss...?"

"Lovecraft, Rachel Lovecraft."

"Okay Ms. Lovecraft, why are you so interested in Alan?" Trish asked next.

Rachel thought for a moment on this, for that was a question she had asked herself before. Just what was it that drew her to Alan so easily? He was cute, but not extraordinarily handsome. He was also a withdrawn, and more reserved type, and was not always beaming with confidence, as a matter of fact, he was more on the shy side. So, what was it? She thought back to when she first met him. She got curious about him when she told him that she was going to kill him, and he ended up just standing there, as though accepting it, or perhaps, on some level, even embraced it. That's when she sensed it. His deep and well hidden despair. His hidden agony and loneliness. He, like she had once been, was a sort of social outcast, because of his own personality, which he didn't attempt to hide at all.

As a matter of fact, the first thing they did together after she suddenly showed up at his house was to sit down and watch a very strange anime called 'Elfen Lied.' Who honestly does that when they first meet someone? Who also openly admits that they do things normal people don't typically admit to when first meeting someone, especially an attractive woman? Things like play video games and watche anime, things not normally associated as conversation starters. These kinds of things you talk about with a friend who happens to be a fan, not introduce them to some girl you've only just met.

That was when she had her answer.

"Because of his genuine nature." Rachel answered Trish's question.

Trish raised an eyebrow.

"Well, when he first met, he was honest about who he was. He didn't even try to hide it. In fact, he made it quite clear through his actions that he was different from a lot of other people. For example, he didn't tell me at all that he was in the Marine Corps until he accidentally spilled it, and the first real thing we did together was watch one of his animes, which I accused him of being too old for that sort of thing, only to find now that I'm starting to become a fan."

"And lastly, is that, like him, and I mean no disrespect to him, but I know and understand what it's like to be the sort of outcast like he is. He simply does what he does regardless of the opinions around him, or what the normal is. 'Normal' doesn't define him, just as it didn't define me as I was growing up." Rachel concluded.

Trish found herself actually having a rising opinion on this woman. She detected a sort of awe in Rachel's voice as she spoke of Alan, along with a deep honesty. Trish decided to give this girl a chance, and nodded.

"You do really seem fond of him."

"I know it may sound like a bit much, but honestly, he is the best thing that's ever happened to me." Rachel admitted.

Trish decided that that was enough, for now. "Okay Alan, Bob. You can come back in here now." She called out to the men.

"So, what did you guys talk about?" Alan asked as he sat down, then realized that was stupid to ask, but couldn't help himself. He wanted to know how it went.

"Nothing, just a small chat between girls." Rachel responded.

'Really? That's the answer you're going with!?' Alan thought to himself, annoyed.

"It's nothing for you to worry about, Alan. It's just as Rachel said, we had a small chat and understanding." Trish followed with.

'Great. Planning things behind my back as usual. Thanks mom.' Alan thought to himself. He knew that that wasn't fair to her, and was only looking out for him. But, when will she stop treating him like a kid!?

Alan wasn't up for staying at his mother's for long, and before he knew it, the sun had begun to set, and it was time for him and Rachel to go home.

"So, what exactly did you and mom talk about?" Alan asked once he and Rachel got in his car.

"Just that your mother and I reached an understanding, that's all."

"Geez. You're still not going to tell me?"

Rachel just laughed. "We girls like to make men wonder what we say behind closed doors."

Alan merely grumbled his annoyance as he started the car and drove home.

"Ah, it's good to be home." Alan announced as he walked into the house.

"Oh, come on, it wasn't that bad." Rachel said.




The Loners Ch. 04



"I know, it's nice to visit mom, but it still feels good to be home." Alan said, sitting on the couch.

"We can finish Elfen Lied if we marathon the rest of it, there isn't too much to go." Alan suggested.

Rachel had other ideas. "Yeah, but we can do something else first."

Alan turned to her. "What?" He asked.

Rachel didn't know whether to laugh or roll her eyes. Guess it was up to her to take charge again. She didn't mind though. It was kind of cute in how he could act so innocent without even meaning it. It also helped that she learned of Alan's hidden aggressive nature earlier as well, and could play the aggressor if he tried.

Just not this time. Rachel silently grabbed Alan's hand, and led the way once again, except this time, Alan got the message sooner. Instead of Rachel tossing Alan on the bed, he instead spun her around when they got into the bedroom and kissed her.

Rachel moaned into Alan's mouth, who hadn't expected him to do that, and eagerly pressed into his mouth with her tongue, which Alan accepted. They fell into the bed together without breaking their kiss. Their kissing continued for several quiet minutes, only breaking for a few moments for air, then reuniting their lips.

As they kissed, their hands began roaming one another. Rachel's hands went straight for Alan's hardness as Alan's hands traveled to Rachel's wetness, both of them moaning as they reached their targets. They broke their kiss, and stared into one another's eyes as they fondled each other, and Rachel's eyes had once again taken their blood red color, replacing the white.

They were smiling as they felt each other, merely going slow and enjoying the moment, as though attempting to memorize each other by what they were feeling. Alan began to slowly work a finger into Rachel's wet tunnel, as Rachel began to rub precum all over the tip of Alan's manhood.

"Mmm, I think there's hope for you yet." Rachel murmured as she felt Alan's penetration into her.

"'Hope'? What do you mean by that?" Alan asked as he twitched a little from Rachel's rubbing.

"Well, aside from our earlier exploits, I thought that basically, I was going to have to reintroduce sex to you, but you're a fast learner." Rachel explained, finding it to be an even bigger turn on that they could have such a casual conversation even in their situation.

"What do you mean? What did I do so far?" Alan asked, finding the same excitement Rachel had within himself.

"Well, you're a pretty good pussy eater, despite that mine was the first you've ever done, a definite plus for you. Then there's when you attacked me earlier, acting like a man and taking charge. That was something I didn't expect you to have so soon, which is another plus for you. And now, unlike our first time, you responded much quicker to the call, and wasn't so afraid to dive right in." Rachel explained, thrusting herself into Alan's fingers a little.

"I have you to thank for that. You make me feel comfortable, like I can do almost anything to you and you wouldn't mind." Alan said.

Rachel smiled. "We're definitely going to have to explore your sexuality completely and find out just what you can do, but for now, I just need you to fuck me." Rachel requested, a twinkle in her red eyes.

Alan needed no further encouragement, and the both of them withdrew their hands so that they could undress. The clothes vanished almost faster than lightning, and Rachel turned on all fours and presented her ass and pussy to Alan.

Rachel's head turned over her shoulder. "Now go ahead and stick that lovely cock of yours right into me and fuck me good." She said, biting her lower lip.

A small issue emerged in Alan's brain. "Hey, Rachel?"

"Hm?" She responded, a little impatiently.

"Does it bother you that I don't talk dirty like you do?" Alan asked.

Rachel actually had to think for a moment, and was surprised he asked a valid question, though it was at a poor time. "Not really. So long as you're able to do a string of nasty things to me, it really doesn't matter. Anything else? Or am I going to have to sit on your face and shut you up?" She playfully asked, wiggling her inviting ass in front of Alan.

To answer her question, Alan merely positioned himself at Rachel's entrance, and slowly pushed himself inside of her.

"Mmmm good. I was afraid you were going to say something else stupid." Rachel responded as Alan buried himself inside of her completely.

"Hey! I thought it was an important question! How do I know if you wanted me to talk dirty?"

"Alan?"

"What?"

"Shut up and fuck me."

"Fine." Alan exasperatedly sighed, though was delighted to fulfill her request, and slowly began to slide in and out of her.

Alan, deciding to exact his revenge for her earlier teasing, fresh in his mind since she said it, continued at a very slow pace. For him, it didn't really feel like he was teasing himself that much, for Rachel's tight and wet pussy felt extraordinary, and relished the feeling of it tightly gripping his cock.

Rachel began attempting to push back to pick up the pace, but Alan, with an evil grin, continued to keep the slow pace. Rachel had had enough, and turned her head over her shoulder again.

"Oh for God's sake Alan, fuck me!" Rachel moaned.

"Nope. This is payback for your earlier teasing." Alan replied, and it was here that she noticed his evil smile.

"You bastard!" She smiled back, glad that he was actually bold enough to try this.

"Ha! Being teased like this sucks, doesn't it!" Alan responded triumphantly.

"Mmm, you ass. Don't make me force you to fuck me."

"If you beg, really beg, I'll pick up the pace."

"Beg!? In your dreams. I'll make you beg long before I do."

"Oh really?" Alan buried himself within Rachel completely, and stopped. "You've already begged once before anyway."

"That's different! That was in the heat of the moment!"

"Well, now I want you to beg for real."

"Don't get too cocky. I can just throw you down and fuck your brains out and you couldn't do anything about it."

"Maybe, but I wouldn't be fucking you. You would basically be fucking a motionless doll, how fun could that possibly be?"

"Well then, we're at a standoff, I bet I could resist begging for it longer than you. Just how long can you possibly resist this pussy that you're buried in right now?"

"I could say the same to you. How long can you resist this cock that's very much inside of you right now, and all of the cum that it can give you if you beg for it?"

And so the standoff began, but it was a standoff they were both enjoying. There was certainly nothing wrong with the position they were in, and they both knew that, in the end, they were going to fuck each other. It was all a matter of who would submit first, so the anticipation was rising through the roof.

Unfortunately, Rachel was more experienced in the realm of teasing, and Alan couldn't resist anymore.

"Fuck! Fine, you win."

"Yes!"

And with that, Alan resumed.

"Ah, ah, ah. No way, you stop right there."

Alan, with tremendous willpower, forced himself to stop.

"You fuck me on my terms now, and now we'll get a chance to work on your 'vocalization.' You have to beg."

"Uh..." Alan began, but Rachel stopped him.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you exactly what I want you to say. Now, tell me how good my pussy feels."

"It feels really good."

"Uh uh. This isn't some kid's game. I want all of the naughty details."

Alan thought for a moment. "It feels unbelievably good. It's nice, tight, and wet."

"Better, but I want more."

More? Alan went into deeper thought. "It makes me tingle everywhere, being inside you like this. It also feels warm, really warm. And even though you feel tight, it also feels so...soft somehow. I also like just how well I fit inside you, almost like I belong there. And I've also noticed that your pussy seems to massage me really well."

"Ooo, now we're talking. Now for the next part, tell me how badly you want to fuck me."

"I need it so bad right now. I need to fuck you so badly like I need to breathe. It's taking everything I have just to try and stop myself."

"Good, now you beg for it. Beg me to let you fuck me. Be sure to say 'please.' Rachel giggled at the 'please.'

"Please let me fuck you. I need to fuck your wonderful pussy so badly. I beg you, Rachel, let me fuck your warm, wet, and tight pussy that makes me tingle all over. God I need it so much."

"Good. Okay, you can start fucking me now."

Alan began to do so.

"Now, tell me how it feels as you fuck me."

Alan once again went into thought. "I love how it feels when I slide my cock in and out of your pussy, and all of your wetness spreading all over me. And now I'm tingling even more."

Both of them were now beginning to elicit moans.

"Mmmm, good. Now ah, tell me how much you want to cum inside that pussy you're fucking."

"I...want to cum in your pussy so much. Fuck. I want to give it all to you. I want to fill you so much, with everything I have. Fuck, it feels so good."

"Ooo. You want fill that..mmph, pussy do you? Oh yeah, you just go right ahead and keep fucking that pussy. Only if you continue to tell me how much you want to fuck and cum deep inside it."

"Oh God! Rachel! I want..no...need to empty everything into you so much! Fuck! I need to cum so bad!"

"Now, ah shit! Tell me how much you love that pussy! Tell me how much you love fucking me and my pussy! Tell me how much you love me!"

"Ah, fuck! I love it! I love you so much Rachel! I love your pussy so much! Ah, fuck! It feels so fucking good! And I want it so much! I want to cum inside you so much!"

"And I want it! I want all of it! God, fuck! Fuck me Alan! Fuck that pussy! Fucking cum inside that pussy!"

Alan began to feel his impending release.

"Rachel! I'm gonna cum! I'm going to cum inside of you!"

One of Rachel's hands flew to her clit, and began to rub it furiously. "Go ahead baby! Fill that pussy. Fill that pussy with everything you've got! Oh God Alan!"

Alan had now lost his ability to speak, and shortly after, felt his orgasm begin to thunder through him, with one long, and powerful moan escaping from him. He felt the journey of his cum from his balls all the way through as he buried himself as deep in Rachel as he possibly could, and shot everything he could deep inside her.

"AAAHHHH FUUUUCCKKK!!!" Rachel cried out as she felt the warm spurts deep inside her, triggering her own release. Rachel's pussy clamped down on Alan several times, milking every last drop he possibly had.

When it was over, Alan collapsed on top of Rachel, who herself had collapsed on the bed completely. Alan rolled off of Rachel as the both of them breathed heavily. Rachel continued to gently play with herself.

"Ooo baby...you filled me up....sooo good." Rachel panted.

"I...loved...every moment...of it..." Alan panted back.

After a few moments, both of them catching their breaths, Rachel turned to her side and faced Alan.

"Alan?"

"Yeah?"

"Face me?"

Alan did so, turning to his side to face her. Rachel then took one of Alan's hands and placed it on her pussy.

"I've never been petted after sex, so would you for a few moments? Gently though, I'm sensitive." Rachel requested, as she reached for his now soft cock, and gently did the same.

Alan began to feel the mixed juices. "Wow, we made quite a mess together." Alan noted.

"Mmm, yes we did, and I loved it. If you don't mind, would you like to dip in a little and feed me some of it? I haven't tasted the both of us mixed together, and I'm curious as to how we taste."

Alan did as she asked, offering a mix of both of them on his finger. Rachel sucked on his finger with a soft moan. "Pretty good, actually. Would you like some?" Rachel asked. Alan took a strange face.

"I don't know, the idea of tasting myself is..."

"Please? At least give it a try, if you don't like it, that's fine. All I ask is that you try it."

What the hell? It seemed reasonable. After all, she just tasted herself.

"Allright."

Rachel did the honors, dipping a little into herself and offered it to Alan, who marveled at it for a few moments before he slurped on her fingers. The taste was a little off putting, and he decided that this would not be something he would do again.

"Sorry, but I don't like it."

"Don't worry about it. At least you tried it for me. Now if you didn't like my taste, then we'd have a problem. Now for the other thing. Did you like being vocal?" Rachel asked next.

Alan again went into thought before answering. "No. For me, it felt like I was distracting myself. I'd rather just focus on what we're doing rather than voice it, if that makes sense?"

Rachel shrugged. "It makes sense, and it's fine. Again, at least you tried it."

"I didn't try it, you coerced me into it."

"Oh, don't go splitting hairs."

Both had a small laugh.

"Alan?"

"Hm?"

"I'll tell you one thing that I said to your mother earlier."

"What's that?"

Rachel then pulled Alan close.

"I told her that you were the best thing that has ever happened to me, and the more time we spend together, the more I believe that."

Alan, in return, held Rachel.

"I feel the same way."

***

Alan drifted out of sleep. It couldn't be time to wake up already, could it? It didn't feel like he was sleeping for very long. He opened his eyes. It was still dark in his room, and that meant the sun wasn't up yet.

However, Rachel was up for some reason, and was dressing.

"Rachel?"

She stopped suddenly, as Alan sat up.

"Where are you going?"

Shit. Rachel thought to herself. She was hoping that she hadn't woken him when she got out of bed. She also couldn't face him, afraid of how he might react.

"Are you leaving?" Alan asked, suddenly fully awake.

Rachel shook her head.

But, if she's not leaving, then why would she want to go out in the middle of the...

"You're going to feed, aren't you?" Although it was technically a question, it didn't seem to be so much a question as it was a statement.

Rachel finally turned to Alan. "Does that bother you?" She asked, concerned.

Alan's eyes fell. This was one of the realities of their situation that he'd so easily dismissed before. Despite the many things she was, she was also a vampire, and required human blood to survive. This would also cost the human his or her life. She had to kill to survive, it was as simple as that.

The silence made Rachel uncomfortable. "Alan? Please, no matter what it is, tell me the truth."

Alan looked up to Rachel again, and easily spotted the concern on her face, though she also seemed resolved. She would accept any answer, no matter what it was. She did, after all, warn him of some of the problems their relationship could create. This was just one of those obstacles. Could Alan really live his life with a woman who, every few days, had to go out and kill another person? By definition, a murderor? The very thought of it was an ugly one indeed.

But he made a vow, didn't he? That he would stay with her, no matter what. That's what he said and believed when he declared his love for her. As he thought about it more and more, the answer became more and more clear to him. He still wanted to be there for her. He still wanted her to be a part of his life. He wanted them to be together, and together, they would get through this.

He didn't have to like it, but the least he could do is accept it.

"Rachel." He began. "You have to do what you have to do to survive, right? I meant it when I said I want us to be together. It's true that I don't like it, but there's also nothing I can do about it."

"Are you sure? Are you really sure?"

Alan nodded. "Yes. I'm sure."

Rachel smiled a small smile. "Thank you. I was afraid that...after all of this..."

"Look, we can talk more tomorrow. For now, go do what you have to do."

Rachel nodded, her smile gone. "Again, thank you Alan."

And with that, she vanished.

Alan laid back down on the bed. He had a little trouble going back to sleep, and when he finally did, he dreamt of Rachel, feeding on human after human. Could he really do this?



The Loners Ch. 05



Just a quick note to quiverclaw for the comment on the blood bank. I took the moment to address it here for future reference and for a laugh. 

*****

Alan yawned as he awoke. He felt someone pressed against him, and turned to see Rachel's beautiful face in a very peaceful sleep. He smiled at the sight. She truly was alluring. However, this did not make him forget the events of last night, or his dreams, and Alan's smile vanished.

Who would have thought such an innocent, and cute face would be one who kills? He imagined those cold and ruthless eyes he saw when he first met her, staring down her next victim as she killed once again.

He slowly peeled himself off of Rachel, careful not to wake her as he did so. Thankfully, she was in a deep sleep, and though she shifted, she did not wake up. Alan's stomach grumbled, indicating that he should eat first before anything else.

Alan quietly walked out of his room and lightly closed the door behind him, and found that both Dave and Ashley were up and in the kitchen, in the middle of breakfast themselves.

"Mornin." Alan greeted the two.

"Morning." Both of them responded, much more lively than Alan.

Alan decided to make himself an egg and cheese sandwich. As he did, Ashley spoke up.

"So, Alan. Dave told me you went out drinking Friday night. What's up with that?" Ashley asked.

"It's like I told Dave, I just felt like breaking my routine. Jeez, the way you guys act, you'd think it was the end of the world."

"No offense Alan, but for us it kind of is. You haven't drink in what, over a year now? Dave and I are just both worried, those days weren't exactly your best."

"Thanks, but you don't need to worry. I don't plan on repeating anytime soon. My killer hangover yesterday reminded me of why I don't drink."

Alan finished making his sandwich, sat down, and began to eat.

"Are you sure? I can't imagine that you went out for no reason at all. If there's something going on, you can tell us."

"Yeah man. If there's something wrong, we're here. It's hard because you hardly tell us what goes on in that head of yours."

Alan shrugged. "Everything is fine, seriously."

Alan's bedroom door opened, stopping their conversation. Rachel then emerged, having a small case of bed hair, and barely looked awake. She was also wearing one of Alan's larger shirts that stretched to her thighs, and nothing else.

Both Dave and Ashley stared in awe as Alan smiled. "Morning Rachel."

Rachel grunted and waved in response.

"And here I thought you were a morning person."

Rachel yawned. "Normally I am, but I had a late night last night."

The shock on Dave and Ashley's face could not be hidden as they watched Alan have such a casual conversation with this insanely gorgeous woman wearing one of his shirts.

"Care for some breakfast?" Alan asked, currently ignorant of the shocked stares he was receiving.

"Eh, just something small and simple."

"How about a Pop-Tart?"

"That'll do."

"Okay, here, have a seat, I'll get it." Alan said, getting up, gesturing to an empty chair next to him.

Rachel sat down as Alan got her a Pop-Tart, and it was here that she noticed the two who were staring at her.

"Oh, hi. Sorry, we haven't met yet have we? I'm Rachel." Rachel greeted as Alan sat down.

"That's right, you guys haven't met yet. Rachel, this is Dave and Ashley. Guys, this is Rachel." Alan said as he gave Rachel her Pop-Tart.

It was here that both Dave and Ashley shook off their stupefied expressions. "Nice to meet you Rachel." Ashley responded first.

"Yeah, uh, nice to meet you." Dave responded.

Ashley then turned to Alan accusingly. "And when did you plan on telling us about her?"

"Sorry. I wasn't trying to hide her or anything." Alan said, somewhat defensively.

"I also see that one, she's wearing one of your shirts, and two, she came from your bedroom. Does that mean what I think it means?" Ashley asked.

Alan blushed slightly, giving Ashley her answer. She smiled brightly.

"Good for you!" She said cheerily to Alan, then turned to Rachel.

"And I must say, you're a very pretty woman, Rachel."

Rachel smiled. "Thank you."

"So, when did this happen? Wait, it was Friday night wasn't it?" Ashley asked.

Alan nodded. "Yeah, we met at the bar."

Ashley then turned to Alan. "Wow. It must have been fate."

"Oh, come on, you know I don't believe in that."

"Then how do you explain this?"

'What you don't know is that she actually was planning on killing me when we first met.' Alan thought to himself.

"Coincidence?"

"Coincidence? Coincidence that you just randomly decide to go out and drink after you quit drinking, and happen to find this lovely woman?" Ashley replied with a smirk.

Alan rolled his eyes. "You're thinking too much into it. It's the same with winning the lottery. Out of the millions who try for it, by some random chance, someone's bound to win. That doesn't make it 'divine'. Some people just happen to be at the right place at the right time."

Rachel turned to Alan. "I'm curious, are you an atheist?" Rachel asked.

Alan nodded. "Yes, and you?"

Rachel shrugged. "I try not to make assumptions. There's a lot that we don't know or are possibly just blind to."

'Well, that's true. Up until I met you, I thought there was no such things as vampires or the supernatural.' Alan thought to himself.

Rachel then turned to Ashley. "And what are your beliefs?"

"Christian. Don't worry, I'm not a fanatic. I just like poking fun at Alan. If anything, he's the fanatic. Notice how he got started as soon as I said 'fate'."

Rachel then turned to Dave. "You've been quiet, what about you?"

Dave shrugged. "I'm an atheist too, but I just keep to myself on that. People will just believe what they want to."

Ashley turned to Rachel. "I'm sorry, I kind of got carried away, why don't you tell us a little about yourself?"

Rachel shrugged. "There isn't much that I'd like to say. I was actually running away from my home and came here in the hopes of starting a new life. That's when I met Alan."

She smiled and pulled Alan close to her and kissed his cheek. "And I'm glad I did. It almost makes everything I went through worth it."

"Aww, you're so cute together!" Ashley said. "Well, I'm glad for the both of you. Poor Alan hasn't been lucky in his love life."

"I know, he told me all about it, so I'm glad I helped him as much as he helped me." Rachel replied with a smile, releasing Alan, who was again blushing slightly.

"So, what do you guys want to do?" Rachel asked, as Alan noticed how she managed to easily divert everyone's attention from her history.

"Well, we were about to sit down and watch The Dark Knight." Dave answered.

"The Dark Knight? I haven't seen that." Rachel said. Three heads then stared at her, open mouthed.

"What?"

"You haven't seen one of the greatest movies ever!?"

"Well, I've heard about it, but I was never a fan of Batman movies aside from the original. After Batman Returns, I really didn't pay attention. Did Heath Ledger deserve all of the attention he got?"

"Uh...you know what, let's just go watch it. The greatness of this movie and Heath Ledger's performance cannot be expressed with mere words."

With that, they went to clean themselves up, and prepared themselves for movie time. Like before, Dave and Ashley took the couch while Alan sat in the chair and Rachel sat in his lap. This time, though, everyone could see Rachel, for one. And two, as the movie started and Alan began to feel his stirrings, instead of trying to fight it, he instead subtly nudged his hardness into Rachel's butt.

Rachel wiggled her butt in response, acknowledging Alan's arousal, and adjusted herself until he was snugly fit in her crack of her cheeks. This went unnoticed by both Ashley and Dave since the movie was already starting as this happened.

When the movie ended, Rachel was stunned, and her mouth was agape. "Wow...that was....fucking awesome!"

Alan smiled. "What did I tell you?"

"You told me allright. Now I know why everyone was all about Heath Ledger, he was terrific! No, he was unbelievable! He completely blew Jack Nicholson out of the water, and I thought he was a pretty good Joker." Rachel exclaimed. "Not only that, but that final Joker scene is probably one of the best monologues I've ever seen."

"Like I said, one of the greatest films ever made."

"First the anime, now this movie, geez, I wonder what kind of music you listen to?" Rachel asked, turning to Alan.

"The Beatles." Dave answered for him, annoyance in his voice.

"Oh my God! I love The Beatles!" Rachel said.

"I know, they're a really good band." Alan said in agreement.

"Great, another Beatles fan." Dave said, rolling his eyes.

Alan rolled his eyes as well as Rachel turned to Dave. "What's wrong with The Beatles!?"

"They're overrated."

"Over-overrated!? I...I can't even talk to you right now. Overrated! Most music as we know today was established by The Beatles! Overrated my ass!"

"Don't bother, I've tried this with him already, he just doesn't know what good music is." Alan said.

"Okay, what do you listen to? Don't tell me you're a Bieber fan, if anyone is overrated, it's him."

"God no. No, I listen to rap."

"I guess that's somewhat acceptable, but that also depends on who and when."

"Mostly stuff from the 90s, early Jay-Z, Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, and Eminem."

"Fine, I'll give you that, some of their stuff is okay, but I still curse you for your blasphemy! The Beatles overrated, what a retarded ass thing to say." Rachel said, then turned to Alan.

"So, aside from one of the greatest bands of all time, what else do you listen to?"

Alan shrugged. "Kind of a little bit of everything. I like the Rolling Stones, and I like the rap that Dave mentioned. I'm kind of picky, I won't say I like bands in particular, but I do enjoy some of the singles they have. For example, the only two songs I really know from the Rolling Stones is Paint it Black which I learned from Full Metal Jacket, and You Can't Always Get What You Want from House."

Rachel tilted her head slightly. "House?"

Alan smiled. "Another great show I'm going to have to show you sometime."

Rachel nodded. "But I certainly agree with you about those two songs you mentioned. They are excellent."

"What about you Ashley? What do you listen to?" Rachel asked, turning to Ashley.

"Me? I listen to Rihanna, the Pussycat Dolls, and Mariah Carey, to name a few."

Rachel then turned to Alan. "I want to know more about your so called 'picky' tastes, what else you've got."

"What about you? All we got out of you so far is The Beatles, and the Rolling Stones apparently."

"Fine. I'm more of an oldies person. You can add The Who to my list, let's see...oh! Led Zeppelin as well. Hmm...that's all I can think of at the moment." Rachel finished.

"Now, what else you got?" Rachel asked Alan.

"Well, I do enjoy The Who and Led Zeppelin. It's almost creepy, we seem to enjoy the same music."

"Hey, hey! No dodging."

"Allright, allright, I'm just thinking...oh yeah, I forgot about Disturbed."

"Disturbed?"

"Heavy metal band."

"Heavy metal? That's quite a switch."

"Lot's of guys I know from the Corp used to play Rock Band, so I learned quite a few songs from them that just stuck, Disturbed songs is one of them."

"What else?"

"Well...I also happen to be a fan of both video game and anime music."

Rachel tilted her head. "Video game and anime music?"

Alan nodded. "You'd be surprised, there's a lot of good music in these categories. For example, the first ten Final Fantasy albums were all composed by a Mr. Nobuo Uematsu, whom I consider one of the greatest composers I've ever listened to. Though his music could be classified as 'orchestra', it's still great music."

"A few others include singles from various games. 'Eyes on Me' which comes from Final Fantasy 8 is a great song. I am the Wind from Castlevania, Symphony of the Night is another. Simple and Clean from Kingdom Hearts and Sanctuary from Kingdom Hearts 2 are awesome as well. And that's all from video games that I can think of for now."

"As for anime music, I enjoy the Bleach and Naruto soundtracks. Deep Forest and Every Heart which comes from Inuyasha are really good songs. And the Death Note soundtrack, I enjoy most of those songs as well." Alan finally finished.

"Wow...that's a lot. I've never given those much thought. I really didn't get into video games until much later, and I only played some mainstream stuff like Call of Duty, but that's it. As for anime, well, I never really considered that until you started showing me some of it." Rachel said.

"Actually, if you like, I have most of those on my computer, care to listen to a few?" Alan offered.

"Sure."

"Allright, you guys have fun, I've gotta go to work." Dave said as both Alan and Rachel got up. They turned to him. Both he and Ashley were standing. "Bye guys, and it was nice to meet you, Rachel."

Rachel smiled and waved. "It was nice meeting you guys, see you later."

"Later." Alan said. As they went into the bedroom, Ashley gave Dave a good-bye kiss as Dave went to his bedroom to change.

"Those two were cool, aside from Dave thinking that The Beatles are overrated. I don't think I'll ever get over that." Rachel said.

"I know, I've tried to convince him otherwise, but he won't listen." Alan agreed.

"So, what do you want to listen to first?" Alan asked.

"Hmm." Rachel thought for a moment. "Actually, I'm curious about that orchestra music you were talking about."

"Allright, we'll start with one of the most well known pieces that Uematsu composed, called One Winged Angel."

"That's Latin, isn't it?" Rachel asked partway through the song.

Alan nodded. "Yeah, why, you know what it means?"

Rachel shook her head. "No, but I've been exposed to Latin, so I kind of recognized it, I was guessing, actually. But what is Sephiroth? I'm guessing it's important because it's so distinctive as they chant."

Alan raised an eyebrow, almost forgetting that she hadn't really played video games in the earlier days. "Sephiroth is the main villain of Final Fantasy 7, and one of the most well known villains of video game history, though whether he's the best or not is debatable."

"Really? Why is he so great?" Rachel asked, curious.

"To put it bluntly, in my opinion, he's just badass, that's it. But more to the point, the first time I played Final Fantasy 7, I had quite the personal grudge against him for making me cry."

Rachel held back a laugh. "Made you cry?"

"I'm serious! I bet you cried at movies didn't you? It was almost the same thing for me. At first he was just some cold and cruel bad guy I was chasing after, but then...that bastard killed Aerith."

"Aerith?"

Alan nodded. "A main character. I was crying so much, I couldn't even fight the boss you had to fight after she died, so I had to watch the entire sequence again. And then, to make it worse, you bury her after the fight, and I cried even more. It was really sad. After that, I made it a personal grudge and vowed to kill him no matter what. Maybe a bit overboard, but that's what made him so great in my eyes. He was more than just another bad guy in a video game to me. He became a personal ambition of mine after that."

"Sounds like this Final Fantasy 7 was quite the game." Rachel commented.

"You have no idea. All of the Final Fantasies were excellent, except for some of the latest ones. Pretty much, anything beyond 10 wasn't good, except for 13, 13 was tolerable at best."

"Wow. Hard to believe that games were that good or interesting, I really don't see that in most games nowadays."

"Kind of. Good games manage to sneak their way out every now and again, but the late 90's and early 2000's were probably the best days for video games. For example, two recent games I've come to love is Dead Space and Dead Space 2. Both were really good games."

"Dead Space?"

"Another thing I'll have to show you. I admit, it's hard to find some of these things unless you look for them, or know someone who does. Dead Space, for example, was introduced to me recently, even though it's been out for a few years now. Same thing with Final Fantasy. Someone told me to get 7 and I did, and became a fan ever since. I even went back to play the classics, all of which were awesome."

They then heard Dave's car pull off, signaling that he was going to work. Rachel held a solemn look on her face.

"Rachel? Something wrong?" Alan asked, noticing the change.

Rachel turned to Alan. "Alan...I didn't want to bring it up since Dave and Ashley were both here, but, we never got a chance to talk about last night."

As she said it, the memories returned to Alan.

"I'm sorry, I know I just ruined the good mood we had, but, I've been thinking about it all day. I know to some extent it bothers you, so, I wanted to talk about it more." Rachel said, her voice now serious.

Alan sighed. To be honest, he didn't want to bring this up. But, she was right. It could only get worse if they didn't bring it up, and sooner or later, they would have to confront this issue.

"I said it last night, didn't I? You do what you have to do. I'll deal with it."

"No! That's not a real answer. Please Alan, tell me what you feel about it."

Alan turned away from Rachel's glare. Both remained silent until Alan spoke up.

"Look, Rachel. I...I admit, I don't like it at all. The thought of you sneaking around at night looking like how I saw you when we first met, that bothers me. But then, I'd kind of be a hypocrite. We humans kill and feed on animals to survive, and you, a vampire, kill and feed on humans to survive. I know that that's quite the stretch, but, from your perspective, a vampire, it's almost the same thing."

Alan then met Rachel's eyes. "I'll be clear on one thing, though. I said I loved you, and I mean it. I don't want to push you away, and I don't want you to starve yourself to death just to satisfy me. I've dedicated myself to you, and nothing will change that."

Rachel softened. "Oh Alan..."

"I know that it means that more people will die, and I feel guilty for accepting it. But, even though it may seem selfish of me, that doesn't matter to me. What matters to me is that we stay together."

Rachel clearly saw the determination in his eyes. He meant it. He would stay by her side even if she told him she was going to destroy the world. She smiled, a tear forming in her eyes, and she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close.

"Thank you Alan, and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Rachel began to sob into Alan's shoulders, who brought his arms around her.

"There's no need to be sorry. You are what you are, and neither you nor I can change that. The only thing we can do is deal with it together." Alan said as he pet her.

Alan then suddenly had a thought. "Hey, Rachel? Couldn't you go to a blood bank or something to feed?"

Rachel lifted her head and stared at Alan. "Sure, why not? I'll just go ahead and break into some hospital and randomly steal blood, I'm sure that'll work out just dandy." She replied, laughing a little.

"Sorry, it sounded like a good idea."

"Well, it is true that Vampire Lords actually have private blood banks to feed their clan if necessary to avoid attracting too much attention due to feeding, but, obviously in my case..." Rachel trailed off, her eyes drifting into thought.

Rachel then raised her eyes back to Alan. "Alan, again you should know. If Caleb or any other vampire find me, we'll both be in danger. Are you sure you want that as well?"

Alan smiled. "Please don't make me repeat myself."

They embraced one another once more. "Alan...I love you...I love you so much!" Rachel sobbed into Alan's shoulder. They held one another for several moments, as Rachel continued to cry into Alan's shoulder.




The Loners Ch. 05



Rachel pulled her head away from Alan's shoulder, and before he knew it, she had mashed her lips into his.

'This was different.' Alan thought to himself as he kissed Rachel. 'This is completely different!' Unlike before, Rachel had always kissed Alan with a strong sense of confidence. But this was different. She was kissing him with a sense of uncertainty.

Something in Alan's head clicked, and he realized that this was the true moment of their love. This was the moment that mattered most. This was a brand new level, for the two of them. Rachel had now completely opened her heart to him, including her fear and uncertainty.

They broke the kiss, and Alan saw as Rachel opened her eyes that they had changed, but were still fresh with tears, streaming down her glowing face. Alan gently took a hand and brushed one of the tears away. As he did, she took the hand with both of her hands, closed her eyes, and nestled her cheek into Alan's open hand.

Alan took her hands and guided her to the bed where they collapsed together, and began their kiss once more. Rachel herself was confused as she kissed him. This was a new level for her. She had never, in her entire life, left herself so open, so vulnerable to anyone. She had always hid her doubts and uncertainties, carefully guarding her heart.

She realized that she hadn't been fair to Alan. She had told him she loved him, but she hadn't realized just how much she had been holding back. Until now. Until she realized just how much she had meant to him, and how much he meant to her. It was almost shameful. He had reached this level even before she did. But no more. She would open herself completely to him.

They broke their kiss, and gazed into one another's eyes, and they both smiled. Neither of them could speak, for this moment was beyond words. Instead, they silently peeled their clothes off, and prepared themselves for what was coming. They would take one another completely, as true lovers. Together, they would explore the deepest corners of their hearts, and share it with one another.

Together, they would truly make love for the first time.

As they finished, they once again gazed into one another's eyes. Amazingly, neither of them drifted their eyes anywhere else. None of that seemed to matter. The most important thing they wanted to see was their eyes and expressions. To Alan's surprise, Rachel smiled a shy smile as she laid down, and Alan crawled on top of her.

Their lips met once again as they seemingly melted into one another. After what didn't seem nearly long enough, Alan broke the kiss upon feeling Rachel's hands travel down between them. He stared into her loving red eyes, still somewhat wet with tears, until she made contact with Alan's manhood. It was here that their eyes finally drifted downwards, and Rachel gently guided him to her entrance.

Neither of them wanted to miss this moment. When Alan was properly adjusted, he slowly pushed, slowly parting her lips as she welcomed him. Together they watched as Alan entered her, joining together completely in heart, body, and soul. Slowly, they watched as Alan continued to disappear into her until he was inside her completely, and their eyes met once more.

Alan descended and they kissed once more, relishing in their true union. Not only Rachel, but Alan also realized that he had been holding back a little as well. He too, had thought that what they had before was love. They had both been wrong. But not anymore. Both of them realized that this was love, and now, were completely sure of it.

As they kissed, Alan began to slide himself inside her, and once again, Alan was surprised. Rachel had still not said one word, and the only thing they could hear was their increasing laborious breathing.

Slowly, they made love, and their kisses became more frantic as they began reaching their peak. Though they both wished that this would never end, all too soon, both of them had reached their peak.

Neither of them said a word as their pleasure crashed through them, and only moaned into one another's lips. Exhausted, Alan collapsed on top of Rachel, not sure if he had felt anything that intense before. For several moments, the only thing they did was slowly control their breathing, neither of them wanting to break the spell that had been seemingly cast over both of them.

Finally, it was Rachel who spoke first. "Alan...that was...beautiful. I've...never felt anything like it."

Alan raised himself to meet Rachel's eyes, which still had not returned to normal, though she was glowing. "I...I'm not even sure of what to say."

Rachel pulled Alan close to her. "You don't have to say anything. I felt it."

Alan smiled. "I felt it too."

Alan realized what a wonderful thing he and Rachel had, and wished it would never end. However, as she had explained earlier, there were a lot of dangers involved in their relationship. It began to dawn on him that if other vampires did find them, then this would end. To Alan, that was worse than death. But there might be a way...

"Rachel?"

"Yes?"

Alan raised himself to meet Rachel's eyes once more.

"I want you to turn me into a vampire."

Rachel gasped. She hadn't expected that.



The Loners Ch. 06



"Alan...you don't know what you're asking for." Rachel responded to Alan's request.

"I think I was quite clear in what I was asking." Alan responded.

Both of them had sat up at this point and though they were in the nude. That didn't distract them from their very serious conversation.

"If you turn me into a vampire, then I'll at least be able to help you if something happens. I'd rather do that than be the little human off to the side."

"You know I don't think of you like that."

"But that's how I feel! It doesn't matter whether or not you say it. Too many times have I just allowed things to happen without doing something, without fighting back in some way. This would be my chance to change that."

They both went silent, the words hanging in the air. Rachel, after a bit of an internal debate, shook her head.

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Because it wouldn't be fair to you! Think about it. The reality of being a vampire is far different than what you think it is. It's not fun and games."

"I didn't say that."

"But you haven't thought about the fact that you would have to kill others for your survival, did you?"

Alan blinked in surprise, giving Rachel the answer she expected.

"It's more than just that." Rachel continued. "The fact is, a newborn would be very easy to detect, especially considering that you're constantly among humans. You would easily give us away. Vampires who can't hide their presence are easily detected by other vampires."

"Even past all of that though, as I said, it's not fair to you. Becoming a vampire is like being born again. Even though you retain your memory, there's no guarantee that you'd retain your humanity or emotions. In my case, for example, it took me years before I actually began feeling emotions again, aside from my loyalty to Caleb."

"You may be willing to risk all of that. But then, you wouldn't be the normal, ordinary Alan Brooks that I had fallen in love with. Neither you nor I can predict just how becoming a vampire could change you."

"Is it really that big of a change?"

Rachel nodded. "Yes. My first few years as a vampire, I was nothing more than a, for lack of a better expression, a lovesick puppy. As a human, I was never like that. I was also never as promiscuous as I am now as a human. Think of Michael Corleone in The Godfather. What happened to him as he gained power?"

"Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely." Alan responded.

"Exactly. You know your Shakespeare. But that strengthens my point, doesn't it?"

"I would never..."

"And how many others have said that? Can you really guarantee that? Just how many people in both fiction and history have fallen to the corruption of their own power?"

"And there are also examples of those who changed for the better as well, it's not all bad..."

"That's why I don't want to risk it. You and I can't predict the future, and I don't want to risk losing you as you are. To me, you're perfect as you are. Just normal, boring, plain old, Alan Brooks."

They again went silent, but only for a few moments.

"I'm sorry." Alan began. "I didn't realize it would be such a big deal to you."

Rachel shook her head. "No, I'm glad we had this conversation. I'll make you a deal though. I'll turn you only as a last resort, when I have no other choice. I can only hope that when I do, you'll remember this discussion we had."

"You seem really adamant that I'll change."

"I've been around for sixty two years as a vampire, so I have seen my fair share of newborns enter the vampire world. Most of them did change, and in most cases, it wasn't for the better. I'm sorry if it sounds like I doubt you, but, I won't apologize for the way I think. I've seen it happen too many times."

Alan smiled a small smile. "I'm suddenly reminded of Death Note."

"Death Note?"

"Another really good anime I watch. The story revolves around this really smart high school kid named Light Yagami who comes across this notebook called the Death Note that allows him to kill anyone he wants so long as he has a name and face."

"At first, he tries to do the 'noble' thing and kills criminals with the Death Note. As time goes on, however, he becomes more and more extreme, and simply starts killing anyone who gets in his way. It's a really good story." Alan explained.

"We'll have to watch it sometime."

"It's really good, and it's definitely a show that makes you think."

A silence fell between them again. But this time, it was a more comfortable silence. Although, for some reason, it still really hadn't dawned on either of them that they were still in the nude.

"Well, we'll have to do that later, right now, I want to continue listening to all of these songs you've got. We only got to the one...uh...One Winged Angel, was it?" Rachel asked, lightening the mood.

Alan smiled and nodded. "Allright."

"Are most of these songs instrumental like we just heard, aside from some chanting?" Rachel asked.

Alan nodded again, moving to his computer. "Most are, yes, but a few others have vocals. Almost all of those are romantic songs for the most part."

"Ooo, let's hear those." Rachel suggested.

Alan decided to start with his favorite song from this category, Eyes On Me.

Rachel was almost speechless right from the start. "Wow...this is beautiful. This was in a video game?"

Alan nodded as he sat next to her. "Yep. Final Fantasy 8."

"Wow..." Rachel repeated. "Are all of them this good?"

"Depends on your tastes, but I like them all." Alan said as the song finished. Next up was I am the Wind.

Rachel was again stunned, and noticed that these songs were setting quite a mood. Rachel began glancing over at Alan. He seemed to be oblivious to it, but she wasn't. These were probably really good lovemaking songs, and were setting that exact mood at the moment. It also helped that they were both sitting here, naked, which Rachel had finally become aware of.

Alan next went with If You Still Believe as Rachel interrupted him. "Alan?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you do me a favor?"

"What?"

"I want you to create a set of these romantic songs to automatically play and have them repeat."

"Why?" She knew it. The idea hadn't occured to him.

"Just do it."

"Ummm, okay." Alan said.

Rachel thought about whether or not Alan might accidentally pick one that would break the mood. She decided that it didn't matter. One, considering his tastes, she decided that she could trust his judgment. And two, nothing was going to break her mood or desire anyway.

When Alan finished, he turned to Rachel, curious as to why she made such a request, and immediately got his answer as he saw that her eyes had changed. Rachel smiled as she leaned to him and kissed him.

The kiss was soft and gentle, and Alan felt that the confidence had returned to Rachel. He noticed that he was also getting better at reading what she wanted. Of course, the music that Rachel had requested was also helping to establish the mood.

Alan's hands traveled to Rachel's face as they kissed, until he felt her pressing her breasts against him. Alan complied with the request by bringing his hands to the offered chest, and gently squeezed her boobs, causing Rachel to moan happily into his mouth.

Rachel's hands, meanwhile, had traveled to Alan's growing erection, which she lightly gripped, and caused him to return a moan into her mouth. Alan responded by slowly tracing one of his hands down to between her thighs, and softly rub her warm mound.

In response, Rachel broke the kiss, and laid down on the bed on her side, with Alan joining her. Before he could lay down, Rachel silently directed him to lay on his side in a 69 position. With a smile, he did so, and they buried themselves in the other's offered treasure.

Rachel was slow and gentle as she licked Alan's manhood. She did not bring him fully into her mouth, though she was paying extra attention to the tip and the small drops that she was receiving as she gently cupped his sac. For the moment, she was paying more attention to how he reacted to her various touches, noting when one of her touches caused a reflex, or when and how she managed to coax little droplets that she could lick up.

Alan, noticing what Rachel was doing, decided to do the same thing, and closely studied Rachel's reactions. Though for him, this was a little more difficult since her canal was inside her. He compensated by slowly probing her with a single finger. Once his finger was inside her, he held it still, and began to slowly lick and rub her with his free hand. Like Rachel, he took the time to notice the subtle things, like when she would become more moist, or when she reflexively gripped his finger. He also noticed that the heat she gave off became more intense, along with her smell, which he drowned himself in.

As time went on and the songs continued to change, each of them noticed that the other's reactions were growing stronger and more frequent, especially Alan's. Rachel ended their exploration by shifting so that they were face to face once more, and kissed him, and Alan eagerly kissed her back.

As they kissed, Rachel reached down between them, and guided Alan to her entrance, and once he was aligned, Alan pushed into her, imbedding himself inside her once more. It was here that the intensity picked up immensely, as both of them proceeded at full speed, their long and slow explorations catching up to them.

They continued to kiss as Alan pumped himself into Rachel with everything he could, and all to soon, could feel the familiar rush of the impending release. Rachel noticed the impending release through Alan's increasing moans into her mouth as she reached her own peak. As it turned out, though, it was Rachel who hit her peak first, her pleasure crashing throughout her, causing her canal to clamp down tightly on Alan's manhood deep inside her.

The tight grip Alan felt she Rachel clamped down on him triggered his own release, and as soon as she felt the first spurt, Rachel wrapped her legs around Alan's waist to bury him as deep inside her as possible, and she shivered as he spilled all of his cum deep inside.

As the pleasure coursed through both of them, their kissing had broken into loud moans and desperate but short quick pecks as they fought for their breath. The pleasure faded away as quickly as it came, and they both caught their breaths, and slowly returned to kissing one another.

"You know...I just noticed...you didn't...say anything...again...what's up with that?" Alan asked.

Rachel giggled tiredly. "That's a...random thing...to ask. Maybe you're...rubbing off on me."

"Well...I was right...about one thing. Those songs...are definitely...good lovemaking music." Rachel said.

"So that's what that was about." Alan had a small laugh. "Funny, I've never thought about that before.

"Really? Never!?"

"Nope. Never had an opportunity to try it. But you didn't answer my question, why so silent all of the sudden?"

Rachel giggled again. "Don't worry, it's not an omen or anything, it's just that sometimes, silence is golden."

"Silence is golden?" Alan replied with a smirk.

"I'm serious! Okay, yes, most of the time, I like to be loud, but sometimes, silence is the way to go. Although for me, it is pretty rare. To be honest, I've never had someone that I can enjoy sex in silence with before, so it's a good thing. Why? Do you want me to be loud?" Rachel asked with a smile.

"To be honest, you do whatever you want. Just about anything works for me."

Rachel snuggled in close. "Typical male response, but, it's still appreciated."

"Gee, thanks."

"Oh, I enjoy our bantering as much as you do, quit whining about it."

Alan sighed. "That's true." Alan thought for a moment. "I really don't want to go to sleep now."

"Why's that?"

"Because I have to get up to go to work tomorrow."

"That's fine, you're taking me with you, remember?"

Oh yeah. "I'm still not sure if I can get you a job."

"That's fine, you just show me to who I need to talk to, I'll do the rest."

"You seem pretty confident."

"Like I said, I saw your boss, and he doesn't seem to be the type to say no to a pretty girl, and especially these knockers."

"Then why do I even need to be involved?"

"Duh. I've never actually met the man before, you'd have to introduce me to him. Though, it'll probably help if you don't introduce me as your lover. He'll be easier to manipulate if he thinks he has a chance."

Alan raised his head. "Manipulate?"

"Oh don't try to be all innocent. Manipulation occurs on a daily basis on all forms. People just give it an unnecessarily ugly definition because most are victims of said manipulation."

Alan laid back down. "That doesn't make me any more comfortable about it."

"Put it this way, we kind of manipulated your friends and family into believing that I'm just a normal girl that you met at the bar, and kept them from knowing or asking about the full truth."

"Wow, you've put some thought into this."

"I've had a lot of time to think to myself, and I've found that one cannot get far if they can't manipulate other people to some degree. Don't take it the wrong way, not all manipulation is bad. Like what we're planning right now, is it really so bad that we try to get me a job by taking a small advantage of my generous breasts?"

Alan remained silent.

"Fine. How about we call it influence? It's the same thing in this case."

Alan sighed again. "I guess that's better."

Sleep overcame both of them quickly after that, and they fell asleep in one another's arms.

***

The morning came far too quickly, and the faithful alarm clock began ringing at the appropriate time. Even as that alarm clock rang, neither Alan nor Rachel wanted to move, and instead held each other tighter.

"I don't want to get up." Alan grumbled.

"Mmm...I don't want to either, especially with that morning wood poking me in the stomach. I'd rather deal with that first." Rachel mumbled.

"Sorry, but actually, I've got to pee really bad."

"That's okay, you can pee on me."

Alan's eyes widened instantly and he shot up, and stared at her. Rachel began laughing when she saw the expression on his face.

"I'm kidding! Or am I? Maybe we'll have to experiment on that later." Rachel teased.

"Oh no, no, no. That is definitely out of the question." Alan responded, shuddering at the thought.

Rachel got up as well, stretching and yawning as she did, jutting out her breasts as she did so. Alan almost swore that she was doing that on purpose.

"Relax." Rachel said upon seeing that Alan was still shuddering and making disgusted faces. "Even I have my limits. I mean, it's sexy if you're comfortable enough with me to go pee while I'm in the bathroom. But, peeing on me....yeah, that's crossing a fine line."

"Anyway, why don't you go take care of business while I get the shower ready?" Rachel suggested, and both of them went to the bathroom and did just that.

"Uh, Rachel? What do you mean it's sexy that I can pee while you're around?" Alan asked as he tended to his bladder.

Rachel turned on the shower, feeling the water and waited for it to become warm. "It's exactly as I said. Take right now for instance, you're doing a perfectly natural thing right now. In quite a few cases that I've noticed, people do this kind of thing privately, and even send their own lovers away when they do so, as though trying to hide a disgusting act that they have to perform."

"To me, that shows that they aren't comfortable enough with each other to perform what is a natural process. It's a small sign, but a small sign like that can indicate a larger, deeper issue. But that isn't a problem between us. I can clearly see that you have no problem peeing in front of me. That means you're comfortable with you being you while I'm here. That is what I find sexy."

Alan finished, flushing the toilet as he thought about Rachel's words. She was right on some level. In the Corps, he had to go through monitored drug tests on a regular basis, and he usually had the case of stage fright, and felt uncomfortable about peeing in front of others. Sure, he's used public toilets before, but he had felt some sense of privacy.

But not here. Here he was, out in the open and completely exposed to Rachel, yet he had no qualms about it.

"Wow, now that you say it like that, it makes sense."

Rachel felt the water of the shower again. "Okay, it's ready." She turned and her eyes traveled to Alan's crotch. "Such a waste of a fine hard-on too." She smiled, and stepped into the shower.

Unfortunately, due to time constraints, and not wanting to get each other too worked up, they kept their activities to a minimum while in the shower, which turned out to be a short one.

Once again, the two of them raided Alan's wardrobe. Rachel today went with one of Alan's nicer shirts and jeans as Alan got into his work clothes.

"Now, I have to ask before we get there, would anyone at your job know that we've hooked up?"

Alan turned to her, confused.

"I mean, do either Ashley or Dave hang out with anyone at your job?" Rachel clarified.

"Oh, no."

"Good. For now, let's keep that little detail a secret, until a little while after I land the job if I get it. Just introduce me to your boss as a friend from out of town that you're trying to help."

"Okay."

"Also, and this is very important. It depends on how it goes, but I'm probably going to flirt with your boss quite a bit. As well as that, I'm going to let him hit on me, if all of that happens, it's important that you don't go all jealous boyfriend on me. Trust me, I may be flirtatious, but there's no way I'm leaving you, understand?"

Alan nodded. "Okay, I guess."

"Alan. This is important. Promise me that you won't get all jealous." Rachel said a little more seriously to Alan, who nodded again.

"I promise."

"Good. Now, it would probably be better if you just left me with your boss and go straight to work, as though you're not interested in who I flirt with at all, that way, things will go easier with your boss."

They walked out of the house, getting into Alan's car.

"I feel like we're planning a major robbery or something." Alan said as he turned the car on. Rachel giggled at the comment.

They rode in silence for the most part, and as they pulled up to Wal-Mart, Alan led her inside.

It took a bit of a search, but Alan was able to locate his boss.

"That's him." Alan pointed out to Rachel, and Rachel gave him a good look.

"Well, at least he's handsome, that means it won't be too farfetched if I'm attracted to him."

Alan gave Rachel a look, which Rachel caught. "What did I tell you before we got here?" She responded sternly, and Alan looked away sheepishly.

"Right, sorry."

"You'd better not blow my chance." She warned as they approached him.

Greg Chambers was a tall man at six foot, and worked out on a regular basis, so he had a fairly decent muscular build, along with, as Rachel had pointed out, a handsome face. Despite his size and build, Greg was a rather easy going individual, and Alan was thankful for having such a cool boss, though Greg was known to be stern when he had to be.

"Hey, Greg." Alan called out, catching Greg's attention.

"Hey Alan, what's...woah!" Greg exclaimed upon seeing Rachel with Alan.

"Greg, this is Rachel, Rachel, this is Greg Chambers, my boss."

Rachel stuck out her hand a little shyly, staring at him with a slightly open mouth.

"I-it's nice to meet you, Mr. Chambers." She said a little flustered.

Greg took Rachel's hand. "The pleasure's mine, believe me, and please, call me Greg."

Rachel giggled a little. "Um..okay, uh, Greg." She was also not directly meeting his eyes.

Alan wasn't sure whether to be shocked or to bust out laughing. She was putting on quite the act. "So, Greg, Rachel here a friend of mind from out of town, and she's having a rough patch in her life, so, is it possible that she can get a job here?"




The Loners Ch. 06



Rachel smiled inwardly. 'Good work Alan. Play the 'poor girl' card, nice.' Rachel thought to herself. That also meant that she was going to have to change the act a little.

Greg studied Rachel for a moment. "Well, I'll need to speak with her for a moment."

Alan nodded. "Okay, anyway, I'll get back to work, I'll see you around Rachel." Alan said, and walked off, trying to be as uninterested as possible.

"So, how do you know Alan?" Greg asked first, wondering if they were actually together, as Rachel had suspected.

"Oh, he's just a friend. We met a few years back, and spoke to each other occasionally. He offered to help me find a job here for me. He's a sweet guy really, it's just too bad he's not more handsome."

Greg wanted to confirm it directly. "So, you two aren't an item or anything?"

Rachel shook her head. "No. I actually haven't gone out with anyone in a while." This is too easy.

"I see. That's too bad, a pretty girl like yourself should have guys beating each other up for you."

Rachel blushed. "You uh, think I'm a pretty girl? That means a lot, coming from, well, a uh, handsome guy like you." She asked, looking away from Greg's eyes again, who had smiled.

"Sure. I'm sorry, I'm getting a little off track here, so, aside from Alan, any other references?" Greg asked.

"Well, not really, I mean, I kind of would like to leave everything in my past behind me if that's possible. Oh, I'm sorry, I don't have a chance do I? I told Alan that he shouldn't have brought me here and wasted your time." Rachel said, on the verge of sobs.

"Hey, hey. Come on, there's no need for that. I know Alan's a good guy and he's got good judgment. He wouldn't be trying to help you if you weren't worth it. Here, how about this, it's not much, but we could use a pretty girl like you to be our greeter. If you do well for a little while, I'll take you, how about that?"

Score! Rachel threw her arms around Greg. "Thank you! Thank you so much!" Although it went a little different from what she had been planning, it worked out all the same. However, until he hired her, she was going to have to play the game until then.

Rachel felt Greg return the hug, and she held herself there for a few seconds longer than what was normal, ensuring that her chest was pressed into him before disengaging, and blushed a little.

"I, I'm sorry. That was awkward, wasn't it? It's just that, you know, you're willing to give me a chance and, well, I guess I didn't expect you to be good looking and nice." Rachel stammered quickly.

Greg was smiling. "Not a problem. Now, forgive me if I'm being bold, but, care to go out with me sometime?"

Rachel thought for a moment. Alan may not like it, but it wouldn't be a good impression if she flat out rejected him, especially right after getting what she wanted.

"Well, I'm not really looking for anything at the moment, but I guess I can give it a shot." Rachel responded, blushing again.

"Cool, how about this weekend? Saturday sound fine to you?"

Rachel nodded. "Okay, but uh, this may sound a bit weird, but I'm living with Alan at the moment until I find a place to stay, I hope that doesn't bother you? I mean, I'm not with him or anything, but I don't have any other place to go, and the rent is cheap."

"Oh." Greg wasn't expecting that. But, as she said, she's not attached. "Okay, I guess that's fine. I have Alan's house number, I'll call you later to let you know what time we can meet up. Oh, and one last thing, let's keep this 'date' between the two of us for now."

Rachel nodded. "Okay."

"Allright, let's go find you some work clothes, and you can start tomorrow."

After making all of the proper arrangements, Rachel walked out of the store, and when she was out of sight, teleported herself to the house to drop off her things, and teleported back. This time, she willed herself to be invisible, and sought out Alan.

She spotted him working with another of his co-workers, a cute, pale redhead with freckles and glasses.

"Alan, act natural, no one can see or hear me except you." She said as she approached him, deciding against jumping out at him.

"Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that I got Greg to give me a chance, and I'll be working here tomorrow. Along with that, I need to tell you something else. Don't worry, it's not important, but it'll be better if I don't bring it up here and now, that's all." Rachel explained.

"Also, I'm sorry, but I'm just going to wait at home for you today, so I'll see you when you get home, I love you." Rachel said as she gave Alan a quick peck on the cheek, and vanished.

***

Alan was exhausted as he drove home. He hated Mondays so much. On the bright side, it was nice to know that Rachel was at home waiting for him. However, even though she said it wasn't that big of a deal, what was it that she needed to tell him? It had been bugging him all day, like a song that he couldn't get out of his head.

Alan pulled into his driveway, and walked into the house. "Rachel?" He called out, and thought he heard something familiar.

"In here." Rachel called out from his room. Alan walked in and confirmed what he thought he heard. She was playing some Call of Duty.

"Great, there goes my kill/death ratio."

"Shut up, I'm not that bad! Look." She responded, bringing up the score.

"9-7. I guess that's not too bad. At least it's over 1."

"I had a bad match earlier, some 5-17 or something, but that was because the other team were all dicks. They had full domination almost the entire match, so we all got raped. But, since I started camping like you do, I've been at around the 1 category."

"I thought we went over this. It's not camping, it's playing smartly."

"Whatever, call it what you want. How was work?" She asked as she continued to play.

"Hey, hey! Watch out for the..."

"FUCK!!"

"...guy sniping from the window there."

"How the fuck did you see him?"

"I play sniper from time to time, so I know some of the good spots. That window there is one of them. Along with that, I happen to be very observant. You have to be if you want to be as good as me."

"Bite me, and you didn't answer my question, how was work?"

Alan sighed as he sat down next to her on the bed.

"Long. Boring. Exhausting. And I hate Mondays."

"You and just about everyone else. Want to play?" She offered, while still in the middle of her match.

"Before that, you said you wanted to tell me something, what was it?" Alan asked.

It was here Rachel quit the game she was playing, and turned to Alan. This concerned him a little.

"Well...I can't ask you to promise to not get mad, but..."

"What?"

"Well, Greg said that he wasn't hiring me full time just yet, that I was to be tested out for a little while."

"Okay..."

"Well, he also asked me to go out with him..."

"And you accepted!?" Alan bursted out.

"Please don't be mad! I was concerned that if I rejected him outright, he might figure out what we were trying to do, so to help secure the job, I decided that it would be better if I went out with him."

Alan sighed, somewhere between annoyance and anger.

"Alan! I remember telling you that no matter what happens, I wasn't leaving you, right?"

"I guess."

"Don't you go all quiet on me! I'll just go out with him a few times and..."

"A few times!?" Alan interrupted.

"Yes, if it comes to that! Now shut up and let me finish. After a date or two, I'll lay him down gently and just say he's not my type, better?"

Alan grunted in response.

"Alan!"

"Fine, fine, whatever."

"No! That's not an answer! In fact, I'm really upset that you could doubt me so easily! Like I actually would leave you!"

It was here that Alan softened a little. She was right. He was wrong to doubt her. Alan took a deep breath.

"You're right. I'm sorry that I doubted you."

Rachel softened as well. "And I'm sorry for kind of dumping this on you so suddenly. I didn't think about how naturally insecure you are because of your past experiences."

"I'm not that insecure!"

Rachel glared at Alan.

"Fine, fine, I'm a little insecure."

Rachel continued to glare at him.

"Allright already! I'm insecure, happy?"

"Alan, it's not a bad thing to admit to. The fact that you can makes you a strong person, now, how about I make it up to you?" Rachel suggested, her voice taking on a slightly sultry tone.

Alan sighed again, although this time it was a longing and sad one.

"I'm sorry, but I'm exhausted after today. It's not you or what just happened or anything, it's just that I'm afraid I won't be much of a participant."

Rachel smiled. "That's understandable. It's not like I'm up for sex 24 hours a day either. So, did you want to play a round or two?" Rachel asked next, offering up a controller.

"You don't mind?"

"Sure, I like to watch a master at work. I learned a lot from watching you last time."

"Allright." Alan grabbed the controller. "You don't have to watch me you know, I can set up something for you to watch."

Rachel leaned up against Alan. "Nah, I'd rather watch anime with you so you can answer my questions."

"I could also set up Dave's Xbox so you can play with me, I'm sure he won't mind. That reminds me, did he go to work already?"

"That's okay, I'll just watch you, and yeah. He said he was going out with Ashley first, and was going straight to work afterward."

As Alan began to play, Rachel tried to quell her arousal. At first, it was easy, and she simply watched him play. As time went on, though, her desires started getting stronger.

She didn't hold anything against Alan. He wasn't a sex machine that she could simply switch on whenever she got excited, but, she really wanted something right now.

However, an idea formed in her mind. She might not be able to switch Alan on completely, but there was something that she could turn on, and that would be good enough.

Rachel sat up, and licked her lips as she knelt before Alan. Catching her movement out of the corner of his eye, he turned to her briefly, and noticed that her eyes changed.

"Uh...Rachel?" He said as she began to reach for the waistband of his pants and undid his belt.

"Mmm?" She hummed.

"What are you doing?" Wow! Too late to take back such a dumb question.

"Well, I'm about to fulfill a true nerd's fantasy. Why, you aren't too tired to let me suck you off, are you?" Rachel teased as she began tugging at Alan's pants.

"But..."

"Don't worry, I don't need you to do anything. The only things you really need to do are, one, lift your butt up so I can take these off, and two, shoot a really hot load of your cum right into my mouth."

"But what about you? I mean...I don't want to just sit here and kind of make you do everything."

"Alan?"

"Yes?"

"Lift your butt up so that glorious cock of yours comes out into the open, and then I'll answer your question."

Alan complied, and his pants and boxers quickly vanished. Surprisingly, he was still soft, though he had to admit that the sudden rush of cool air felt good.

"Mmm, good, I get to watch and feel it go hard with my eyes and hands." Rachel reached out and gently wrapped her fingers around the currently limp cock.

Rachel's eyes then turned to Alan. "Now, as I said, you don't need to worry. Sucking you off will actually do a lot for me. Having a nice load of your cum in my mouth will definitely help get me off. But, there is a way you can help me."

"What?"

"I want you to try and ignore me and hold back for as long as you can."

"Huh?"

"Meaning, keep playing. Play your game, and try and keep your mind off of what I'm doing for as long as you can. I want to see how long it'll take before you can't ignore it anymore."

Both Rachel and Alan felt him get hard as she spoke.

"Mmm, sorry, it seems I have a head start. Here, go ahead and play, and once you go soft again, that's when I'll start."

"Are you sure?"

"Oh for the love of...just play already!" She demanded, now getting a little frustrated with him.

"Okay, okay, allright. Jeez, you don't have to yell at me. By the way, I think I'll find it kind of difficult to go soft if you're holding me like that."

"We'll see, I'll wait a little while and see if you do. I hope you do, it's actually a little fun watching cocks go hard and soft, especially yours."

And with that, Alan returned to his game. At first, he found it difficult to concentrate, but, as time passed and he got more and more into the game, as Rachel expected, he went soft again.

Rachel wasn't lying or exaggerating. She actually did find amusement as she watched and felt him go nice and soft in her hands. She inspected the now limp cock. It was cool in the fact that it was so different. This was something she had never really explored before, almost always seeing and feeling men when they were hard.

But here, it was soft, small, and cute. The veins were non existent, and it fit completely inside her hand. She also noticed that it yielded to a little bit of squeezing, somewhat similar to her breasts.

She was only shifting it slightly in her hand, with as little movement as possible. Though as time passed, she began to feel herself become wet, and was glad that she had chosen correctly earlier with a small modification that Alan would be surprised with in a little while.

Despite her arousal, however, she decided that she wanted to go teasingly slow, and wondered just how much, or rather, how little, it would take before Alan started getting hard again.

Alan was currently focused on his game, and was busy focusing on staying alive. The team he was up against was tough, and he was going to need to pull through with his high kill streaks if he was going to help win this round.

Rachel leaned in close and rested her chin on Alan's thigh. She kept her mouth slightly open to breath her hot breath on Alan's cock to see if it would become hard again.

After a few moments of waiting, Rachel saw that, sure enough, it very slowly pulsed to life. It really was cool, watching the process. She continued to breath on it, and watched as the first pulse flowed through Alan's cock, and it became slightly bigger and harder. Then another pulse came through, and it became bigger and harder still. After a few more pulses, it had sprung to full length and hardness.

Pleased with herself, Rachel backed off, and simply held him again. She wanted to try something else, and, after a few moments of waiting, that angry hard cock started to slowly lose life and shrink again. She was actually having a lot more fun than she expected, and her juices were actively flowing as she proceeded.

It was now time for the next step. When Alan had gone completely soft, she engulfed him completely in her mouth. The soft cock barely got past her teeth, and wasn't nearly enough to bob up and down on it. But, that wasn't what she was looking for, and simply held him in her mouth, licking the tip with her tongue. She raised her eyes to Alan, curious on how he was reacting.

Currently, as instructed, he was faithfully concentrating on his game, and wasn't even glancing down at her. Rachel had no idea that doing something like this could be so much fun for her. She closed her eyes and moaned triumphantly as she felt him grow hard in her mouth, although this time, it was much faster. She sucked on it a little before she disengaged herself to stare at it again.

She decided that it was time to play with something else. She pushed a little at Alan's legs, and he silently complied by spreading them a little, give her access to his balls. She slowly stroked his cock with one hand to keep him hard, but focused most of her attention to the other hand that was gently rubbing and fondling his balls.

She marveled at them for a little bit, thinking about how these little items gave her the delicious cum that had filled her pussy several times now. She was also curious on how long it would be before he started making precum. She didn't have to wait long, and saw the first little dribble slowly seep out from the tip. It was really cool!

Rachel leaned in and licked the precum off, not wanting it to go to waste. Deciding that his cock was worked up enough that it would remain hard even without her stroking him, she released him, and reached down between her own legs as her other hand remained on his balls, gently coaxing them for more precum for her to lick off.

Rachel moaned as she worked herself and Alan's balls, eagerly lapping up the precum that would occasionally seep out. Finally, she had enough, and again took him into her mouth completely, and began to suck and lick him.

She also heard Alan moan, though he was still fighting the feeling like Rachel wanted him to. He was also tensing from the pleasure, but still tried to concentrate on the game. However, Rachel suddenly formed an idea, and disengaged herself.

"Alan?" She spoke, her voice filled with desire.

"Yeah?" He was breathing somewhat heavily.

"There's a little something I want to try, but I wanted to ask you before I do it."

"What?"

"How do you feel about a prostate massage?"

"A what?"

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Meaning, how would you feel if I stuck a finger in your butt?"

"Uhh..."

"I've never done it to another guy, but I've heard that it feels really good for the guy, so, I want to try it out, see if it works. Not only is it supposed to enhance your pleasure, but more importantly at the moment, it'll make you produce a lot more cum for me to swallow."

Alan thought about it for a moment.

"Please?"

"Uhh, okay, I guess. But, I should probably go and wash up down there."

"No worries, I'll wait. I can enjoy working you up again."

As Alan got up and went to the bathroom, Rachel though about needing lubrication.

"Alan? Do you have any lube?" She called out.

"Yeah, I randomly have lube around so that I can play with my butt." He sarcastically responded as he washed himself.

"Don't be an ass, do you or not?"

"No."

Well that's not good, Rachel thought to herself. She debated for a few moments and decided to use the only lube available. Her own. She dipped the finger that she would be using deep into herself, and swirled it around to collect as much of her own juices that she could. Alan returned and sat down before her again. Rachel noticed that he had gone a little soft again.

"Okay, I'll only use one finger, I'm sorry, but it's gonna have to be the middle one."

"Why?"

"Cause it'll work the best. Okay, now sit up so we can get started."

Alan did as instructed.

"Okay. I figure both of us are going to be needed since this is a first time for both of us, but, once I'm in, you can go back to your game, okay?"

"I feel weird doing this."

"If you feel that bad, I'll let you play with my ass in return, whenever you want to."

"I guess, I still feel weird that as a guy, I'm about to do this."

"Oh, don't be such a sexist. Many women are equally apprehensive, I was my first time. Ready?"

Alan nodded. "Yeah."

"Okay, now, you need to help, I need you to spread your cheeks."

"That sounds weird too."

"Shut up and spread them."

"Could you please not make this any more uncomfortable then it already is?"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry."

Alan then did as instructed, and spread his cheeks as far as they would go.

Her finger, slick with her juice, gently rubbed the rosebud, spreading her fluids on it. She then dipped the finger back into herself for more, and returned the finger to it's probing. When Rachel felt that he was as slick as she could get his outside to be, she slowly began to probe him.

It was really tight, and his ass resisted her finger. This wasn't going to go in easily.

"Alan? Look, I'm going to have to kind of push hard here, so be ready for it."

"O..okay."

"Ready?"

"Yeah."




The Loners Ch. 06



"Then here goes."

She pushed, and though the hole fought back, she got the tip of her finger in, and rested it there. Alan's ass tried to force the finger out, but Rachel held the finger in.

"There. How does it feel?"

"Strange, but not unpleasant. I guess it helped that your finger is somewhat drenched."

"Okay, I think that was the hard part. I'm going to push the rest in, ready?"

"Yeah."

Rachel did so, and slowly pushed her finger in deeper and deeper. Rachel noticed that Alan's cock was more than just hard, it was throbbing.

"Wow, looks like at least one of us is enjoying this." Rachel remarked.

"Huh?"

"Your dick, Alan. Look at it, it's throbbing like crazy."

Alan spied on himself. "Odd, it only does that when I'm really turned on to the point that I'm frustrated."

Rachel then got the rest of her finger in. "Okay, I'm in, still okay?"

"Uhh, actually, yeah. It feels weird, yet, kind of good."

"Okay, now I want to see if I can move it around a little." Rachel merely wiggled her finger a little inside Alan, feeling something soft. She assumed that it was his prostate. Rachel also noticed that he was now producing precum at a rapid rate.

"Allright, now that I'm in, you can go back to playing your game."

"Huh?" Call of Duty was the last thing on Alan's mind at the moment.

"Well, I haven't finished my own game yet. I simply interrupted it to see if you would be up for this. Now that that's done, we can pick up where we left off."

"Honestly, I'm not sure if I can." Alan admitted.

"If it makes you feel any better, I'm going crazy myself. You have no idea how much willpower I'm using to not jump on you and fuck your brains out or suck you dry. At the same time though, I admit, I'm having a lot of fun."

Alan sighed. "Allright. I guess I can try." Reluctantly, he picked up the controller, and resumed his game, and Rachel resumed hers.

She decided to wait first and see if he would go soft now. She waited quite a while, but this time, he didn't go completely soft. Yes, he did soften a little, and stopped leaking precum, but he didn't go completely soft.

When Rachel had enough of the waiting, she wiggled her finger again to see what would happen. To her amazement, Alan's cock sprang to life almost instantly. She began to wonder for a moment if she could make him cum by only a good prostate and ball massage, avoiding his cock altogether. That would be something to test for later, when he was ready for it.

Her free hand returned to Alan's balls, gently coaxing them as she continued to wiggle her finger inside Alan. His cock constantly reacted, and easily dribbled precum for her to lick up. Not only that, his ass gripped her finger almost as though it was a woman's pussy.

Finally, Alan spoke up again. "Fuck! I'm done, I can't concentrate any longer."

Rachel smiled at Alan. "That's fine, you lasted pretty long, I had lots of time to explore you thoroughly, besides, I'm just about done as well."

Rachel then wasted no time, and engulfed Alan in her mouth, her free hand now stroking him. She went to full speed in both stroking and sucking him, and in a short time, Alan reached his peak.

Rachel immediately noticed it because he twitched and tensed almost violently, and had thrusted himself into Rachel's mouth in a very aggressive manner, along with loud grunts. Rachel felt Alan's cock explode in her mouth, twitching and tensing as it shot one powerful and massive load after another. She couldn't believe it. There was so much! With so much more force than the last time she had sucked him off. Finally, his cock gave out, and Rachel felt somewhat relieved. She had taken in a lot.

Alan collapsed instantly. He had never had such a powerful orgasm before. Was that seriously from Rachel's finger inside his butt? He had clearly felt it. It almost felt like his pleasure had reached deep down into something he had never felt before and brought it to the surface. It was unreal!

"H..holy shit..." Alan breathed out. "Now I'm...beyond exhausted."

Rachel disengaged herself from Alan's now limp cock, and slowly withdrew her finger. "So, judging by the amount of cum you just fed me, I'm guessing you enjoyed that?"

"H..hell yes...wow...I never...felt anything like that before..."

"Allright, well, that's a note for future reference. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to cum really badly after that." Rachel said as she undressed herself.

"I..I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I said from the start that I didn't expect you to do anything. Now, after that, I definitely can't expect anything from you. You practically exploded." Rachel said as she finished undressing. She then suddenly tossed a pair of panties at Alan.

Alan looked at the panties curiously, then, without even thinking about it, took them and smelled them, drowning himself in her scent.

"See? I told you so." Rachel said triumphantly.

"Okay, okay, you got me."

Rachel then sat down next to Alan.

"Are you sure you don't want me to do anything?"

"The only thing I want you to do is sit right here and hold me." Rachel requested, and Alan obliged, wrapping one of his arms around her.

Rachel's hands flew to her hungry pussy and pronounced clit. "One of these days, we're going to have to reverse roles, I want to know what it was like to be in your position." She moaned as she began to furiously rub herself.

"Oh...fuck yeah! Jesus, shit shit shit! AAAAHHH YESSSSS!!!!!" Rachel hissed as she violently tensed and twitched as well, her pleasure crashing through her.

"Ahhhh. I needed that." Rachel sighed as she came down. "I came pretty hard too, that made all of that teasing worth it."

"Really? Even though I didn't do anything?"

Rachel dreamily opened her eyes. "Mmm, like I said, we'll swap roles sometime. I'll have you eat me out and then you get yourself off and see what happens. I don't know how you'll like it, but I certainly enjoyed this."

"Yeah, I enjoyed this too."

"Well, of course YOU did, you got a blowjob and prostate massage."

Both of them had a laugh.

"But seriously, I'm ready for bed after that." Alan said tiredly.

"So am I."

***

For the next week and a half, things remained normal for Rachel and Alan as they stayed together. It only took the one date for Greg to figure out that Rachel wasn't really interested in him, but he still gave her the job because she was reliable for the few days that she tried out for it.

However, one Wednsday afternoon, the dream came to an end. Rachel was standing at the entrance of the store, not at all expecting it to happen. Before she realized it, she felt an unwelcome presence walk through the doors, and clearly had his eyes on Rachel.

Her mind went into a near panic, and prayed that this vampire wasn't one of Caleb's.



The Loners Ch. 07



I would like to thank everyone for their continuing kind votes and comments. I have to warn you though, this is now going to be quite a long ride since this story has been doing quite well to this point. Anyway, on with the important part. Enjoy, and again, comments are welcome. 

*****

How could she have been so stupid? Rachel chastised herself. She forcefully calmed herself as the unknown vampire approached her.

"I must say, this is a surprise. You match the description that's been given." The vampire began. "Hiding out in the open, I would almost say that's...impressive." The vampire was a very plain individual, with short black hair and green eyes. Average height, and average build, he was almost perfect to play the role of just an average, everyday human.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Rachel decided to play stupid first, and see what this vampire knew.

"Really now. There's no need for that. You've caught the interest of many, escaping from Lord Caleb's grasp the way you did. My master, Lord Christian, is especially interested in catching you before Lord Caleb does."

So, he's not a part of Caleb's clan. That improves things...slightly. Since Lord Caleb controlled the eastern half of the supernatural world of the United States, she had expected to run into Caleb's clan first. The fact that she ran into one of Lord Christian's clan is a lucky break, for he is in short, Caleb's rival, owning the western half of the United States.

She also had to be careful. If this vampire, or any other for that matter, discover her relationship with Alan, it would lead to a death sentence.

"I see. May I ask who you are?"

"My apologies. I am Christian Victor the second, Greater, at your service." Victor introduced himself with a slight bow.

Rachel's eyes flickered. Damn, he was a Greater Vampire. That meant she couldn't force her way past him or silence him.

"So, Rachel, would you like to accompany me? As I said, Lord Christian would like to speak to you."

"Hey Rachel!" A voice called out, causing Rachel to turn and her eyes went wide.

No Alan! Don't come near me right now!

Alan walked up, seeing Rachel with an unknown individual.

"Rachel, mind helping me for a moment? We've got a major mess at the food isle thanks to some wanna be funny guys."

Rachel, without turning, eyed the vampire to see his reaction, causing Alan to do so, as alarm bells began ringing in his head.

"Ah, sorry, are you a friend of Rachel's or something?"

The vampire smiled. "No, no, we just met."

"Oh, well then, Rachel, if you don't mind? Greg did ask me to come get you to help."

"I'll...be right along."

"You can't say that, you know you're not supposed to converse with customers. Greg will torch you if he finds out."

Dammit Alan! Stop being so stubborn.

"It's okay, I can wait. Of course, it's very important that you get your work done." Victor responded. "Perhaps we can speak later, Rachel?"

Rachel nodded. "Yes, of course."

Victor turned and walked off.

After Alan and Rachel walked a little bit, Alan spoke in a hushed tone. "Who's your friend? I noticed him speaking to you for a little bit and assumed the worst. I made up that story of the mess in order to get you away from him."

"You shouldn't have. It would have been better if I had continued to speak to him. We got lucky though. If he was one of Caleb's, he would most likely have tried to capture me on the spot. However, be belongs to Lord Christian's clan, and he's a Greater."

"Christian is another Lord, right?"

"Yes, though that also makes it dangerous to us. He and Caleb are rivals, competing for the United States. Lord Christian might use this opportunity to bargain with Caleb for power of some form."

"So, what now?"

"Alan...It's best if I leave. If I stay any longer, I'll be putting both of us in grave danger."

"No. We talked about this, and we agreed that we would face this together."

"You don't understand. I was being stupid, we were being stupid! How could I even think that this would work?"

"Because it's as we said, we would face this together."

Rachel shook her head. "That's only because I was being naive, there's no way that we stand a chance, I have to go."

"No! If you leave...then I don't know what I'd do. I...wouldn't even want to live anymore."

"Alan, please don't make this harder for me than it already is! You think I want to leave!?" Rachel was on the verge of tears. "It's just...just..." Rachel was fighting back sobs, and turned away.

"Then take me with you."

Rachel faced Alan's eyes.

"If we can't stay here, then let's run, together."

"Alan..."

"I don't care how we live, or what we go through, as long as we do so together. We'll live on the streets if we have to, hide everyday, fight for scraps, I'm prepared for it."

"Don't be stupid. I can't possibly ask you to..."

"Rachel, you don't understand. The pain of you leaving is far worse for me than almost anything I can imagine. You remember what happened to me after you left the first time. If you leave now, I can only imagine that it will be thousands of times worse. I'd rather live on the streets starving then go through that kind of pain again."

"Alan, you have a life, you have friends, family, a future..."

"And you are a part of it now. In fact, you are my life. That's why I can't let you go. If I do, I know I'll die on the inside."

And there it is, Rachel saw. The resolve. He meant every word of it. And the truth for her was, even though she was advocating it, she didn't want to leave him, either. She knew that she would go through almost the same pain that he described. In fact, she'd probably just surrender herself after a brief chase because she'd no longer have the will to live. This was beyond cruel.

However, they were in too deep now, and they would have to see this through to the end, whatever that may be.

"Okay...fine. If we're going to run, we'd better get as much cash as we can and dispose all of your cards. Oh, Alan, are you sure you want to go through with this?"

Alan nodded. "Yes."

"Even though you could never speak to anyone you know ever again?"

"Yes."

"And that you will have to leave everything you know behind? Your computer, your Xbox, your house?"

"To me, it's like trading them all to be with you, which to me, is worth it."

Rachel once more fought back sobs. She was hoping that he would have seen reason and pushed her away so that at least he could go back to a normal life. But instead, he was being stupid and throwing it all away. Rachel couldn't decide whether to be angry, upset, or grateful to him.

Rachel willed herself to be calm, and closed her eyes. She had to find out where the Greater may be. Her eyes then shot open. "He's watching us!"

*****

After watching the girl depart with the human to attend to her 'job', Victor decided to call this in, and began walking to a place where he couldn't be seen.

"This had better be good, Victor, I'm extremely busy." A harsh voice spoke on the phone.

"I've found the girl."

*****

Lord Christian's eyes shot open. "Caleb's renegade!?"

"Yes."

Lord Christian was currently in one of his offices in Los Angeles, and was meeting with two of his Greaters at the moment, both of whom sprung to attention upon hearing about the renegade.

Lord Christian is almost what one would expect to see in a Vampire Lord. Standing at six foot, two inches, he possessed a very serious and stern expression almost constantly, along with his harsh voice. He was almost all pure muscle, and, if someone saw him on the street, would determine almost immediately that he was not a man to cross.

The rumors could not be held back, and the story of the renegade who escaped Caleb had reached the ears of the Vampire Lords. Lord Christian, wanting to take advantage of the situation, had sent several of his Greaters, including Victor the second, to attempt to find the girl and bring her in.

"However, I was forced to approach her. By the time I realized who she was, she had already spotted me. I offered her to bring her in to you, but I don't know how she'll react." Victor explained.

"Why, what happened?"

"Currently, she's holding a job, but I imagine that she will only be here for a short time to make quick cash before she moves on. One of her co-workers asked for her assistance, and to avoid a scene, I allowed them to proceed without incident. I'm currently attempting to infiltrate the store to keep a more proper eye on her."

*****

"Good. Keep a close eye on her. She'll be more valuable if we can bring her in. If not, at least I'll be able to bargain Lord Caleb for the information, since she'll be almost useless if we bring him a corpse."

"Yes my Lord, I'll inform you if she comes in or runs." Victor replied, hanging up the phone. He was out of sight now, and willed himself to be invisible, and re-entered the store. He went to the food area where the boy had said there was a large mess that needed cleaning.

As Victor searched, though, he found no traces of any such incident. The floor hadn't been cleaned or mopped at all. Did the boy lie to separate Rachel and himself? If that was the case, then that meant the boy knew who he might have been. But he was just a human! He wasn't supposed to know!

Victor began searching the store entirely. Who was that boy, and what was his connection to Rachel? Was he simply a bystander that happened upon Rachel while she was on the run, and she was forced to reveal herself? No, that wouldn't make sense. She could have easily just killed him. It was possible that she was using him to some degree, but Victor suspected that it might be more than that.

Finally, Victor spotted them. He kept his distance to avoid being detected by Rachel. Although he, as a Greater, had better skills when it came to concealing his presence, it would be best if he did nothing to possibly spook them. At his current distance, even with his advanced hearing, he could barely make out the words both Rachel and the boy were speaking because they were speaking in low voices.

What really piqued Victor's interest was the fact that Rachel was almost crying, clearly upset, and the boy held a determined look on his face. Victor now began to regret ignoring the name on the boy's nametag, because it looked like that whoever this was, he was important.

Victor decided to move in closer, and see if he could catch the boy's name, along with whatever it was that they were discussing. Rachel looked like she had finally calmed down, and to Victor's surprise, her eyes shot open.

"He's watching us!" Victor heard. Damn!

*****

"Where?" Alan asked, turning.

"You won't be able to see him, but he's behind you, don't turn." Rachel ordered, grabbing Alan's hand, and began walking towards more populated areas of the store.

"Wha-what are we doing?"

"He's invisible right now. He can't afford to make a scene if we're among people, though he can still approach and talk to us."

Victor then appeared before both of them.

"Throwing in your lot with a human, and opposing a Greater? Such ill fated choices." Victor remarked coldly.

"Don't say anything. Keep walking, right now, he can't do anything unless he wants to attract attention."

"There's no need for this game, I'm sure Lord Christian would simply love to hear about you and Alan here." Victor smiled confidentially.

"And the moment you try to pick up the phone and make a move, Alan and I will jump." Rachel replied, smiling.

The smile on Victor's face vanished. "Clever girl. Taking advantage of your renegade status by throwing away all of our known restrictions and threatening to intentionally create a scene. However, that also indicates that you may have already accepted a death sentence. That means you two are lovers, aren't you?"

"Don't answer him."

Victor began to laugh. "Now this is amusing indeed. Abandoning a Vampire Lord and falling in love with a human? Oh, what shall be next? Are you going to start claiming that you're Dracula?"

Rachel continued to lead Alan along, developing an idea.

"All kidding aside, what say we end this little game? Surely you realize that there is nowhere for you to escape to. Even if you jump, I'll be able to follow."

Rachel had led them to the produce area. Thankfully, Stacy was currently here, putting some things away. Especially the perfect items to hatch her plan.

"Stacy? Mind if Alan and I help you?" Rachel asked, catching Stacy's attention.

Stacy turned to them. "Uh, sure." She said, wondering why they were suddenly here.

"Is this your great plan? Ignore me the entire time? How long do you expect this game to last?"

Rachel then smiled. "Actually, my plan is THIS!" She shouted, opening a tray of eggs and tossing the open tray at Victor, causing several eggs to land and break on him.

"R-Rachel, what the hell...? H-holy shit, the eggs are FLOATING!!" Stacy screamed, pointing at the said floating eggs.

Victor's eyes widened, realizing Rachel's intention as Rachel pointed at him and screamed.

"I-i-it's a GHOST!! A REAL LIVE GHOST!!!" Rachel screamed as loud as she could, catching several people's attention, all of whom immediately turned their attention to the supposed flying eggs.

"Holy shit!!!"

"Quick, get a picture!!"

Victor growled. "You bitch!" He hissed, and vanished before anyone could capture the picture on their phones.

After he left, Rachel turned to Stacy. "Stacy, I'm so sorry about this, but I need to ask a few things of you. One, never talk about what you just saw. Two, pretend that you didn't see Alan and I here. And three, don't tell anyone what we're about to do. Can you do that? Trust me when I tell you, you don't want to know what's really going on." Rachel said quickly.

Stacy, open mouthed, dumbly nodded. She had just seen floating eggs that had suddenly vanished before her eyes. Just what could she say?

Rachel turned to Alan. "We don't have much time, he probably doesn't know your car yet. If we hurry, we might be able to get away before he returns." Rachel said, tightening her grip on Alan's hand.

Alan turned back to Stacy. "Yeah, uh...sorry about all of this." He said to her.

"Now Alan, this is going to feel a little weird, you should probably close your eyes."

Alan did so, then, for a few intense moments, he felt like he was flying through some sort of void, then touched solid ground.

Alan opened his eyes, and suddenly, they were in the parking lot, in between Alan's car, and another. He also felt a wave of dizziness, and almost fell before Rachel caught him.

"Sorry, I was like that my first few jumps, here, get in, I'll drive." Rachel said quickly.

Alan gave Rachel his keys, and she helped him into the passenger seat. Alan then began to feel a wave of nausea, and before he could try and fight it, opened his door and puked outside next to the car as Rachel started it up.

Rachel kept her eyes out for their pursuer, and was thankful for the crowded and busy parking lot. Without being at the start of the jump, it would be more difficult to pinpoint the exit. That meant that any number of the cars pulling out could be potentials that Victor would have to chase after.

*****

Rachel's analysis proved correct. Victor had sensed the jump, and that it's exit was somewhere in the parking lot. However, from his current location outside, he couldn't pinpoint precisely the location, nor could he tell among the moving cars who was driving what car.

Victor cursed loudly, though no one could hear him. He couldn't go back inside and start questioning about the human either, for that would be very suspicious, considering the supernatural event that just took place.

He knew Lord Christian was not going to be happy, but Victor had no choice but to call this in.

*****

"Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME!?" Lord Christian slammed the desk, shattering it. He didn't care. Such items could be replaced.

"You let yourself get humiliated by some silly vampire girl and her human boyfriend by letting her toss EGGS on you!? Not only that, but you let them get away!?"

"I am sorry my Lord."

"Oh, you aren't sorry, not yet. Don't you dare come near me or call me until you find the girl again! If someone else finds her, consider yourself dead, GOT IT?!" Lord Christian slammed the phone, shattering that as well.

Lord Christian impatiently sat down and growled. He was still with his two other Greaters, who were eyeing him with a sense of apprehension and fear. Lord Christian eyed the two of them.

"This humiliation NEVER leaves this room." He told his two Greaters, who silently nodded.

Lord Christian then took a deep breath. "At least it's not all bad. Turns out that not only did the girl ditch Caleb, but she went and fell in love with a human. At least with that, Caleb will be humiliated further if it leaks out that a human was chosen over him." That lightened his mood a little.

"My Lord, if that's true, then couldn't we get the girl through the human?" One of the Greaters, Christian Bruce Troy the first, spoke.

Lord Christian eyed him with irritation and annoyance. "Haven't you been listening, you idiot? An incident just took place. How do you think it will look if we suddenly showed up? Luckily, Victor wasn't a complete fool and didn't give anyone a chance to take a photo to spread to the world, so the incident will die down as an urban legend. But, if we show up and start asking about it, then we'll give the incident more fuel. No, it's best if we lay low."

Lord Christian turned away from them and looked out the window. "It pisses me off, but I also have to give the girl credit. She outmaneuvered one of my Greaters with her little stunt. She's more clever than we had expected. I really want to kill her for that myself, but I still want to use her as a bargaining chip against Caleb if I can. He'll surrender even more to keep the fact that she picked up a human boyfriend quiet."

Lord Christian had a thought, and turned to his two Greaters. "I want you to notify everyone in that area to keep an eye out for a possible missing persons report. If Rachel intends to flee with the human, chances are they'll do so in a hurry to get a head start. That means that they won't notify the human's family, and they'll likely file the report. We'll use that to find out his identity and who the human's connections are. For now, all we have is a name, and that is Alan."

*****

They were on the highway. For now, Rachel was heading west, having no particular destination in mind. Both of them were silent, the reality of their situation now dawning on both of their minds.

Rachel scoured through ideas. It would be best if they could leave the country, but neither she nor Alan had passports. Not only that, but they could be traced if they flew. Even a simple border crossing into either Canada or Mexico could leave a trace for the vampires to follow.

For now, unless they could procure other means of travel, they were stuck in the States, amongst enemies. Lord Christian would not take her defiance of one of his Greaters lightly, so now they were his enemy as well as Caleb's.

They had already stopped and withdrawn a lot of cash from Alan's account, so that could cover them for a little while. However, they could no longer use that, and would need other means to secure funds, since that could be traced as well. She also got Alan to toss his cell phone, since that could be tracked as well.

"Alan?" Rachel broke the silence.

"Yeah?"

"We're going to have to ditch the car at some point, probably within the next day or two. I'm sure that soon, the human authorities will start looking for us on behalf of your family and friends. The car and license plate will be a dead give away."

"Yeah." Alan was too busy lost in his own thoughts, and wasn't really paying attention.




The Loners Ch. 07



"Alan?"

"What?"

"I'm sorry about all of this."

It was here that Alan drifted back into reality, and turned to Rachel. She had a clearly guilty face, and it looked like she was holding back tears as well.

Alan sighed and turned away from her. "It's not your fault, I made the choice. It's up to me to live with it."

Rachel heard the depression in his voice. She didn't want this for him. She had wanted him to be safe, live his own life, and not become a fugitive with her. Even though he said it wasn't her fault, she blamed herself. She could have been stronger. She could have stood up to him and tell him no for his own good.

She felt herself beginning to shake in sobs, and pulled off to a quick rest area, to Alan's confusion.

"What's going on? Something wrong?" Alan asked, turning to Rachel as she parked the car and turned it off.

Rachel then collapsed on the wheel, crying. "I'm so sorry! This is all my fault! I shouldn't have let you! I shouldn't have let you come with me!"

Alan reached over and took her in his arm, and they leaned up against each other. As Rachel continued to cry, Alan began to feel his own need to cry creeping up to the surface.

"No! None of this is your fault. I asked for this. I wanted this, I wanted to be with you, no matter what it took!"

"But, look at us! What can we do? Where can we go? There is no place for us now! At least if I had left you..."

"I already told you, there's no way I could accept that! I don't know about you, but I'm not having any regrets! I just...I can't live without you now! I'd rather do this then have to deal with the pain of you leaving me!" Tears were now swelling in Alan's eyes.

"Please, Rachel. Tell me you're not regretting this. Please tell me you're not regretting what we have!"

Rachel broke from Alan's hold and glared at him. "Of course not! How can you say that!? I love you! I just didn't want this to happen to you! If anything, I should have stopped you for your own good!"

"For my own good!? You'd rather just leave me to slowly rot and whither away!? Cause that's what would have happened! At least like this, we can face everything together!"

"But we can't! We can't possibly do this! Do you really think that I can just outwit vampire after vampire like I did at the store!? The next time they find us, they won't take any chances like that! Now that they know about us, all of the supernatural world will come crashing down on us! You don't understand what you forced upon us by staying with me!"

"I don't care! I don't care if fucking God Himself came down to attack us, I still stand by what I said!"

"That's because you're a fucking clueless fool! There's no telling what they'll do once they catch us! And we can't possibly run from them forever! Not only that, how can you survive like this?!"

"I don't think you understand completely, Alan. As a vampire, it's easier for me to do this, but you, you're just a human. You need food, water, shelter, and many other things."

"This is why I told you to make me a vampire! At least if I was a vampire, I would be more of a help, but no, instead I became exactly what I thought I'd become. The helpless burden!"

"And I fucking told you no! I didn't want to take your humanity away from you! We went over what could happen! What I wanted for you was to live a normal life. I fucking told you! This isn't fun and games, and you are really naive if you think that you becoming a vampire will solve our problems! The only way that could happen is if you become Dracula! And you know that isn't possible!"

Both of them had tears streaming down their faces, and equally in distraught. Both of them were also breathing heavy from all of their screaming. Finally, however, both of them had run out of the strength to even yell at each other. Each of them took a moment to review what they had argued, and it was Alan who turned away first.

"It's too late now, we're already in this whether we like it or not. And I'm sorry you feel the way you do. I, at least, have no reservations of staying with you."

"Fuck you! That's only because you don't know what's out there, you don't know what can happen!"

They went silent again.

"Rachel?"

"What!?" She snapped.

Alan faced her. "Look, I'm sorry. I just...what I'm really upset over is the fact that you keep telling me that things would have been better if you had left. That we were better off going our separate ways, as though this was just some fling between us that we could just simply end so easily." He explained in a softer voice.

Now it was Rachel who turned from Alan's eyes. Now she felt bad. He was right on some level. Even if she left, would things have turned out better? She thought of it already, didn't she? If she had left Alan and went out on her own, she probably would have lost the will to live as well. If it was him telling her this, she probably would have been offended in the same way.

"Alan...you know I don't think of us like that...but you're right. That's how I'm making it sound, isn't it?" Rachel began to sob again.

"I'm sorry, I'm just so frustrated and confused. I just...I have no idea where we could go or what we could do." Rachel turned to Alan.

"It's also that I care for you. I care about what happens to you, and it's not fair that the beautiful thing we have together is also what's forcing us to live like this." Rachel began sobbing.

Once again, they leaned against each other, and quietly sobbed together. After a few moments, they collected themselves, and returned to their proper seats.

"This may sound stupid...but...I feel a little better having gotten all of that out." Alan said meekly.

Rachel let out a weak laugh. "Yeah...I do too, actually."

"So...who's driving?" Alan asked.

Rachel thought for a moment. "Actually, you should. It's best that we keep on the road as constantly as we can for as long as we can. My vision at night is better than yours, so I'll do the night driving while you do the day driving."

"And where are we going?"

Rachel's eyes fell. "I don't know."

Alan thought for a moment. What place could there be that they could quietly live out their lives?

"How about Montana?"

"Montana?"

"Sure, the population in that state isn't too big, I think, and because I'm guessing we should avoid major cities, right?"

"Right."

"So, how about it? We can at least check it out and see if it'll work. If not, well...we can figure it out when we get there." Alan said, punching it in his GPS.

Rachel shrugged. "I've got nothing else. How long does it say?"

"Around a day and a half."

"And that's only if we make no stops the entire trip..."

"Alan?"

"Yeah?"

"We're probably going to have to ditch the car before we get there, unless we make really good time."

Alan's eyes fell a little. "I know, you said that already. It's too bad, I'm attached to this car. But...it has to be done...I guess."

Rachel eyed the rest area they were in, a quick idea forming in her mind. Thankfully, they were, for the most part, alone.

"Alan? I have a rather strange request."

"What?"

"I want you to eat me out."

"Huh?"

"Two reasons. One, it'll help me sleep, and two, though this may be a bit mean, I won't do anything to you so that you'll stay more awake and alert."

"Uhhh, wow, no offense, but this kind of thing is far from my mind right now."

"Please? When we switch, I'll do the same for you for the same reasons. I mean, you can't deny that it's easier to fall asleep once you've had a really nice cum. Besides, I think we both can kind of use the mood lifter."

Alan's eyes began to scan the area, the idea floating around in his mind. The idea of him getting nothing for several hours while he drove by himself wasn't fun. But, he couldn't deny that Rachel was right. They needed to stay on the road for as long as they could without stopping. In order to do that, they would need to alternate while on the road between sleeping and driving.

She was also right that a nice cum does help him sleep, and in contrast, being horny would also help him stay awake.

Alan sighed. "Okay...I guess."

"Thanks. And you're not the only one who feels a little awkward about this, sex is far from my mind as well, even though I just brought it up. Let's get in the back." Rachel suggested as she stepped out. Alan followed, and both of them were sitting in the back seats.

"So, uhhh, how shall we do this?" Alan asked as Rachel began pulling off her pants.

"Well, the only way I think this'll work is if we sixty-nine it. You take off your pants as well."

"Wait, why?"

"Well, I'll admit, I'm being a little spoiled about this, but I at least want to play with you a little. I'm sorry, you don't have to if you don't want to."

Alan shrugged, and began taking off his pants. "Eh. Might as well take what I can get."

After some time with experimenting with some awkward positions and movements, they finally settled down with a somewhat solid fit. Rachel's pussy was hovering right over Alan's face, while Rachel's face was laying right next to Alan's cock, which her hand was holding.

"Okay, now Alan, before you start I need to tell you something."

"Hmm?"

"Since this is your first time eating me out which isn't going to be followed directly by sex, the rules are slightly different."

"Uhh, how?"

"You probably are going to have to make me cum more than once. Before you start panicking, I'll explain. See, in the past, after my orgasm hits, you slowed down right?"

"Right."

"Well, now, you need to keep going and not stop. In fact, if you are able, increase your intensity when I cum. It's important that you don't let me come down as I cum. I need you to be ferocious, okay?"

"Uhh, okay."

"In short, show no mercy. Don't get all bothered about whether or not I'll get sensitive, or whether or not I can take anymore. Just don't stop until I directly tell you to do so."

"This kind of feels like we're making battle plans."

Rachel let out a small laugh. "I'm sorry, I'd rather we'd be doing this under better conditions but..."

"I know, I know. Well, I'm ready when you are."

With that, Rachel descended her pussy on to Alan's awaiting mouth, and he began. Rachel immediately purred her approval. At least during the short time they were together, she'd managed to turn Alan into an excellent pussy eater. He was good to start with, to her pleasant surprise. But, she had taught him some of the finer points, and what she especially liked.

For instance, she had taught him that she wasn't fragile, and neither was her pussy. She showed him how she could be gently squeezed and pulled and it wouldn't break her, and taught him how he could be a little rougher and more primal.

As Alan continued to do wonderful things to her, she eyed the cock that was in her hand mere inches away, fighting the increasing urge to suck on it. She didn't even dare try to lick it, for that would probably start something she couldn't stop, and it was important that she didn't do anything.

She felt really bad for Alan, even as she began grinding herself against his face and emitting deep moans. For her, it was only tempting. For him, it must have been close to torture. Perhaps, when they switched, she would try and see if she could do something extra for him.

Upon seeing the precum dribble out of the tip, Rachel had to close her eyes, and concentrate on her own pleasure along with resisting the temptation of licking that delicious cream.

Alan quickly became bathed with Rachel's flowing juices, and even though he wasn't getting anything aside from light squeezes, it did help him focus. He was also being bathed in both her heat and smell, which drove him onward.

Alan began to wonder when the words would start coming, and when he thought this, they did.

"Mmm, Alan. Sooo good. I'm ah, so sorry about this. And you're mmmph, soo fucking good at this, mmmm."

Alan decided she was primed and ready for a finger, and slid one inside her.

"Ooohhh yeaahhh. Fuuuck. Work that magic finger. Mmm yessss."

Rachel began grinding herself more actively, but it was too much. Her movements were causing him to miss his targets. Both their minds reached the same conclusion as Alan's hands reached for her hips and pulled her to his face, and held her still. Although this forced him to withdraw his finger, Rachel accepted it and didn't say anything. Alan left himself enough room to breathe, and was able to perform as Rachel continued to shudder and shake above him.

"Aaaahhh shit. Yes, yes, yes! Eat that pussy! Eat it good! Aaaahh!"

Rachel began to feel the rising tension. "Ooohhh, baby, I'm close. Don't you dare stop. Don't you dare fucking stop! Gooood, eat that fucking pussy with a vengeance!"

Alan, who had been holding back a little, went all out, saving his energy for this moment.

Rachel, before she hit her peak, released Alan's cock from her grasp, and held on to his thigh so that she wouldn't hurt him too much.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! AAAAHHH GOOOOOD YESSSSSSS!!!!"

The first wave hit, and though she shook quite a bit, Alan had increased his hold on her and held her still so that he could continue eating her. Alan felt her hands grip his thighs hard, but didn't relent.

"Ah, ah, ah, don't stop! Don't stop!" Rachel cried out, constantly shaking and wiggling, sensitive from the crushing wave of pleasure that just hit. But she knew if she tried to stop now, she would be ready for more very shortly. She needed Alan to tire her out completely, since that was the point of this exercise.

As instructed, Alan did not let her go down, nor did he relent, despite how much she shook and wiggled. Rachel had asked that, pretty much, she be abused, and Alan was determined to comply.

Rachel bit her lip to keep herself from jumping off, and was breathing heavy and sweating as she felt another rising tension. She reached this one much faster than the first one.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Rachel couldn't even form words as the second wave crashed through her, which was stronger than the first. Alan again was forced to strengthen his hold on her as she convulsed, almost like she was having a seizure.

Rachel's entire body tensed as she shook. She was determined to take as much as she could, and was grateful that Alan was holding her down so tightly. To her amazement, the third wave came before the second one could even finish.

The third one was by far the strongest, and it astounded her at how strong it was. Then again, this was the first time she had ever tried to achieve multiple orgasms in such a short time, and she had not been expecting such results.

Her voice failed completely as she tensed up once again, going through a tremendous, crashing, out of this world orgasm.

Alan had never seen so much cum flow out of Rachel before, ever. She wasn't squirting per say, but she was almost like a running faucet. Not only that, her pussy was contracting constantly and with a large amount of power. Alan wondered for a moment if she would have crushed anything that was in there, either finger or cock.

After the third crashing typhoon, Rachel couldn't take it anymore. "Stop, stop, STOP!!" She cried out desperately. Alan released his grip and Rachel immediately rolled over and fell in between the back and front seats, not even caring. Little ripples of pleasure were still swarming through her, and her entire body was covered in a light sheet of sweat. She was also almost on the point of heaving, her rapidly rising and falling breasts pointing to that fact.

"H..h...ho...ho...I...I...w....w..." Rachel couldn't even form words.

Alan rose and stared at her, concerned. "You allright down there?" He asked.

Rachel nodded, unable to form words at the moment. Alan rose and offered her a hand, and helped pull her up and sit her in the back seat properly. Rachel was absolutely drained.

Alan patted her shoulder. "You sure you okay?" Even though he was drenched in her juices, he ignored that, wanting to make sure she was allright.

Rachel slowly, tiredly, and with dreamy half opened eyes, turned to Alan. "Kiss me." She whispered. She was smiling, though it was a weak and exhausted one.

Alan leaned over for several soft kisses before they broke.

"Well, we'd better get going." Alan said. "You want to stay back here?" He asked as he began putting his pants back on, reminded of how extremely turned on he was.

Rachel weakly put her pants back on as well. "No, I'll ride in the front."

Alan got out first, and was slowly followed by Rachel, who was shaking a little as she stood, and walked funny as she walked to the passenger side.

Alan let out a small laugh. "Wow, I did quite a number on you, didn't I?"

"Oh...yes you did."

Alan started the car and put on some soft music on the radio, as well as clean himself off and Rachel was asleep in minutes.



The Loners Ch. 08



Greg was confused. What the hell was so important that the two of them suddenly vanished into thin air for? Especially right in the middle of the day? Greg tried Alan's cell phone again, and once again, it went straight to voice mail. Why the hell was he keeping it off?

Not only that, but there was the 'ghost' episode that had taken place in his own store. What the fuck was that all about? When the episode first happened, Greg was called down to talk to several of the customers, and he was calling everyone on shift to ask for what had happened.

That was when he first noticed that Alan and Rachel were both gone. Usually, Alan responded immediately to a summons, but not today. He was a no show altogether, as was Rachel.

His staff was finally assembled, and he could at last interview them. "Has anyone seen Alan or Rachel?" He asked first.

"I saw them earlier this morning."

"I know they were here just a short while ago."

"Yeah, well, he's not picking up, and he's nowhere in sight. If any of you see them, tell them to come straight to me. Now to our main topic, who was present when this...insanity happened? Customers told me that they saw some of you guys, though who I don't know."

Stacy's eyes darted. Rachel had instructed her on not to say anything, but, just how much could she hold back? She had never really been that good with keeping secrets.

"Oh for...don't tell me that it was Alan and Rachel that they saw, who are now gone. No one, no one here saw what had happened?" Greg was probing because he knew who else was there, for some of the customers gave vague but accurate descriptions. Though why she was keeping quiet, that was a concern.

Greg sighed angrily. "Fine. Get back to work." He announced as everyone began to walk away in murmurs. Before Stacy could get too far, Greg caught her shoulder.

"Except for you."

Stacy yelped, and turned to face her boss. Greg led her off to the side where they could relax and talk quietly, which made her more uncomfortable.

"Now Stacy." Greg began. "The customers said that you were there, along with two others of ours, who I'm assuming is Alan and Rachel. I need you to tell me, what's really going on? I'm assuming that because you didn't say anything when everyone was gathered is that something is going on. I need you to tell me what exactly happened, please." Greg asked softly.

Stacy was shaking a little, and her eyes were darting. But then, she spoke. "R-Rachel told me that I shouldn't say anything. That I should pretend that I saw nothing, and that I don't want to know what was really going on."

"Tell me exactly what happened. Tell me exactly what you saw and heard." Greg pressed, now concerned.

"I-I was working, putting items away when Rachel showed up with Alan in tow. She offered to help, which I found strange. In fact, it was strange that they were there at all, but, I didn't even have time to think about it."

"Out of nowhere, Rachel said something like 'my plan is this'. It was then she threw the eggs randomly into the air, and then...and then..." A pause. "The eggs broke and landed in the middle of the air! It was like they hit something solid that wasn't there! Rachel then started screaming and pointing at the floating eggs, which then vanished right before my eyes. It was here that Rachel turned to me and told me not to say anything, then she and Alan just vanished, like magic."

Greg wasn't sure about the customers. He had heard some bull stories before. But, he did know Stacy, and she always had a clear and clean head. All of the stories correlate with each other, and he trusted what Stacy had said.

Greg again dialed Alan's cell phone, which still went straight to voice mail. What the fuck was going on? He thought about going to the cops. Not about the ghost incident, of course. They wouldn't believe him on that, but, they could help locate Alan and Rachel. From the way Stacy had explained the story, it seemed like they may be in some kind of trouble, one that they didn't want to involve others with.

Then again, all of this seemed to border on the point of just plain crazy. In all seriousness, just who or what would be after Alan and Rachel? Sure, Rachel may be a little suspicious, suddenly popping up out of nowhere, but she seemed to be a reasonable enough individual. She was open, friendly, and a good solid worker for the short time she's been around. As for Alan, the guy barely involved himself in anything or anyone outside of work or his home.

Yet, Greg couldn't shake the bad feeling he had. He went outside to check the parking lot, to see if Alan's car was there. It wasn't. He then went to his office and looked through Alan's paperwork, and dug up his home phone number.

*****

Dave was startled at hearing the phone ring. Not too many people actually call the house phone since everyone used cell phones. He was also annoyed at being interrupted, for he was fully impaled inside Ashley, nude, and on the couch.

"Mmm, baby, just ignore it and fuck me." Ashley moaned as Dave faithfully returned to business.

The voicemail picked up.

"Ah yes, this is Greg Chambers, Alan Brooks' boss."

This caused both Ashley and Dave to stop. Why was Alan's boss calling?

"Listen, Alan told me he lived with a roommate, and that's who I'm attempting to reach. I haven't heard from Alan or Rachel for an hour or two now and he hasn't answered his cell phone or made contact with me at all. From what I just heard, I fear that he may be in-"

"This is Dave, Alan's roommate, what's going on? What do you mean you haven't heard from him?" Dave said as he and Ashley hovered over the phone.

"Then it's safe to assume that neither him nor Rachel have come home?" Greg asked.

"No. I've been here all day, neither of them have come back, why? What's going on?" Dave asked, both him and Ashley developing a growing concern.

"I'll be frank, I think they're in some kind of trouble. What exactly, I don't know. But it was enough to cause a strange series of events here at the store today."

"What events?"

"You won't believe me even if I tell you, but I'll do so anyway. Several people saw them puff and vanish into thin air, literally."

"What? What do you mean 'puff'!?"

"I didn't see it myself, but, ever since this happened, Alan and Rachel have both dropped off the face of the earth. Alan's cell is off and now I know he hasn't returned home. Along with that, his car is gone. Listen, I'm worried about the guy and you know him better than I do. If you find him, give me a call at this number. Even if you don't find him I want you to call me tomorrow." Greg explained.

"Yeah, sure." Dave answered.

"Thanks. I hope to hear good news." Greg said as he hung up the phone. Dave did the same.

"Dave? What's going on?" Ashley asked as Dave put down the phone. Dave turned to her.

"Alan and Rachel are both missing."

Ashley gasped. "Missing!? What do you mean missing!?"

"Alan's boss said they both just vanished about an hour or two ago. Since then, he hasn't heard a peep from either of them. And you and I have been here all day and we haven't seen either of them, so they haven't come here."

"So then, we should call the cops right? I mean, where would they go so suddenly? Especially Alan, he never wants to go anywhere."

Dave sighed. "I want to talk to Alan's mother first before we do that. Maybe she knows something. Even if she doesn't, I'd rather that she found out from me than get some random call saying that he's missing." Dave and Ashley had both met and hung out with Alan's mother in the past. Despite the somewhat insane and odd streak that she possessed, both of them had decided that they respected and liked Trish Jacobs very much.

"Well, do you have her work number?" Ashley asked.

"Now there's the problem. I don't have either her work or cell phone number, only her house number." Trish was odd in this way in the fact that she only had a cell phone for work or emergencies, and was one she didn't give out. Dave had never asked for it, figuring that he never was going to need it.

"But, it's still a few hours before she comes home right? You want to wait that long before doing anything?"

"Look, maybe they'll turn up during that time, we just don't know. Even so, would you want her to receive the news by the cops randomly calling her?"

"No...I guess not."

"Besides, she might know what's going on, at least, I hope that she does."

*****

It had been a long day for Trish Jacobs. The phone calls, the administrative meetings and the paperwork never stopped. She wanted nothing more than to dump all of her work clothes, slip into something comfortable, and have a nice drink to relax. She proceeded to do just that, and when she was finished, walked into the kitchen and saw Bob there, who had already opened his first beer. She also smiled on the inside when she saw that he wouldn't even look her in the eye. He had been an asshole last night after having a few too many, and even though he apologized profusely this morning, it was still payback time.

"So Bob, what's for dinner?" She asked, almost in a command voice.

"Uh, I'm making eggplant tonight."

"Good. Especially after all of the shit you started last night."

"Oh come on! I said I was sorry."

"Nope, you were an asshole last night. You told me to shut up! And you pointed at me! You know I don't like it when you point at me, and you still did it!"

"How many times do I have to say it Trish? I'm sorry, okay?"

"You'll say it as many times as I want you to say it."

"And how many times is that?"

"Bob, will you shut up and stop arguing with me."

"H-hey! How come you get to tell me to shut up? What kind of double standard is that!?"

"Because I'm not an asshole like you are, especially after I repeatedly told you not to have any more beers, and you blatantly ignored me!"

"Fucking bullshit." Bob grumbled.

The phone began to ring. "No! What's bullshit is your fucking attitude, that's bullshit! Hello?"

How Trish could so easily go from shouting in anger to a calm and sweet hello when she answered the phone is a mystery that many have been trying to figure out for years.

"Hey, Trish? It's Dave."

"Oh hi Dave!" Trish greeted. She had always liked Dave and Ashley. "What's the occasion? You never call, and I keep telling you and Ashley to stop by more often too."

"Yeah, uh, sorry about that. Listen, have you heard from Alan or Rachel today?"

"No, why?"

"Listen, I need to tell you something. Both Ashley and I are coming over."

"What? What's going on? Is Alan dead?" Panic quickly entered Trish's voice.

"No! At least, we don't think so. To be honest, we don't know. Here, Ashley and I will be there in a few minutes, we'll explain everything then."

"Honey, what's going on? What's wrong with Alan?" Bob asked. Trish barely heard him.

"Please! Tell me anything you know!" Trish was on the verge of hysterics.

"I'd rather tell you face to face, we'll be there shortly. See you then." Dave replied, hanging up the phone.

Those few minutes felt like an eternity to Trish as her mind raced. Was he arrested? On drugs? Dead? Hit by a car? Suffering? All of these thoughts came in and not in any particular order. And what about Rachel? Did that hussy cunt whore have anything to do with this? She tried calling Alan, but all she got was going straight to voice mail.

Bob tried a few words of comfort, but all of his words fell on deaf ears. As soon as she heard the door opened, Trish rushed to the door and all but attacked Dave.

"Tell me what's happened to my son!" She demanded in tears.

Dave lightly put his hands on Trish's arms to stop her from shaking him. "Let's sit down and talk." He suggested.

"No! Tell me what the fuck is going on! I want to know what's happening to my son!" She demanded again. Ashley, who was behind Dave, came up and put her hands on Trish's arms.

"Trish, please, let's sit down, and we'll tell you everything."

"It was that cunt wasn't it!? She did something, that fucking whore did something to my baby!" Both Ashley and Dave winced at hearing the word 'cunt' from Trish. She rarely used that word because of her dislike for it, and only used it for those she held an exceptional hatred towards.

Bob came up and put his arms on Trish's shoulders. "Honey, let's sit down and hear everything they have to say first."

Trish finally got the message, released her grip from Dave, and they all sat down.

"It started when we got a call at the house earlier today from Alan's boss. He told me that some sort of strange incident occurred at the store. He didn't tell me exactly what, but apparently, it involved both Alan and Rachel. He said that ever since then, the two of them simply vanished. Alan's car was gone, and I assumed he tried Alan's cell but didn't get through."

"I tried calling myself, and all I got was his voice mail. Neither of them came to the house at all today, and now I know that you don't know anything either. I don't know what's going on, but it's as Alan's boss said, they suddenly vanished. I tried calling everyone that I know he knows, and they all said they haven't seen or heard from him."

Trish was now crying. "I bet it was that fucking cunt bitch! I knew it! I fucking knew it! There's no way someone like her would just come along and just suddenly fall in love with Alan. I knew there was something wrong with the picture! That filthy whore! That little shit kidnapped my baby!" She cried out, a mixture of anger and pain in her voice.

Ashley moved to sit next to Trish, and gently patted her, who was on the verge of tears as well. Bob was stunned, and said nothing as Dave painfully continued.

"Look, I figured it would be best if I told you first before we went to the police. I didn't want you to find out through them, I wanted you to hear it from me first."

Trish softened up. "Thanks, I appreciate that." She muttered between sobs.

Dave then stood. "I think it's time we made that call though, are you ready?" Dave asked Trish, who nodded.

*****

Alan was now fighting his exhaustion. Night had fallen a little while ago, and even though it was still relatively early, he was still tired. Then again, being stuck on the road for several hours doing nothing but quietly driving can drain just about anyone.

Alan had no clue how, but Rachel slept for most of the drive, only occasionally waking up to shift slightly before falling asleep again. Although Alan had wished that she had stayed awake longer to keep him company, he also knew that it was important that she get some sleep so that they could stay on the road as much as possible.

Finally, though, Alan had reached his limit, and pulled over at rest area. The rest area itself was rather large with a number of still cars, though there were no signs of anyone awake. When he stopped, Alan finally allowed himself a really good, long, and loud yawn, and stretched his desperately cramped arms. His yawning was actually enough to wake Rachel, who moaned.

"What's going on? Are we there yet?" She tiredly asked.

"Uh...sorry. Not even close." Alan answered, turning to her.

She stretched herself and opened her eyes, and saw that they were stopped, and that it was night out.

"Alan, I thought I told you that I would handle the night driving."

Alan shrugged. "It's no big deal, I wanted to go as far as I could." He said, stepping out to properly stretch and bring life to his legs. Rachel got out as well.

"You don't have to torture yourself for my sake, we're doing this together. Don't try and do it all yourself."

"Look, I just said it's no big deal allright? If anything, you're the one that's trying to do everything by yourself." Alan snapped, immediately regretting that he did so.

"I'm sorry." Alan quickly followed with.

Rachel shook her head. "It's allright. You've been driving for hours, it's understandable that you're edgy. Not to mention our situation as a whole is stressing. Where are we anyway?"

"I don't know, Wisconsin, I think? I haven't really been paying attention. Maybe we're still in Ohio, or Indiana."

"Wow, you really haven't been paying attention, haven't you?"

"No, I'm just paying attention to the road and what the GPS tells me."

Rachel shrugged. "That's fine, as long as we've made some progress. If we were still in New York, that would be a problem."

However, both of them did have a problem at the moment, though they were reluctant to bring them up. Alan, remembering Rachel's promise, began feeling a stirring in his groin in that it was technically time for her to pay up. But, he wasn't sure if or how he should bring it up, not wanting to sound like a demanding ass.

Rachel's problem, however, was even worse. She was hungry.

Rachel walked up to Alan, and spoke in a low voice. "Alan, I think we can kill two birds with one stone, but it's also a problem." Rachel began.

"What?"

"Well, we can ditch the car here, but the real problem is that I'm hungry."

Alan's eyes darted around, forgetting about his own issue at the moment. Although the rest area was quiet, there was still a few cars here. If they randomly decided to attack someone, they could easily be noticed.

Alan swallowed hard. "Uh...s-so, what do you propose? Do you have any ideas?" Alan asked.

"Alan...before I do anything, are you sure about this? I can't really be picky here, I have to take what I can get. Even if it is a perfectly happy married man or woman, as long as they're alone, they're the best targets for us. Are you sure you want any part in it? Or in any part of this ordeal as a whole?"

To Alan, that question was getting easier to answer. "Look, we're already on the run, so I don't really have a choice anyway. On top of that, I've said before that, even though it bothers me, I'll stick by you no matter what."

Rachel's eyes fell. "I'm sorry."

Alan put his hands on her shoulders. "Don't be. You can't help it. I wish that it wasn't the case, but, we can't do anything about it."

Rachel's eyes met Alan. "Thank you. You don't know how much it means to me, even though you keep saying it. It still means so much for me to hear."

Alan smiled. "I'm glad I can help. It also means a lot that you keep asking. It shows that you really care."

Rachel smiled as well. "That's because I do care."

Alan's smile faded. "So...what should we do?"

Rachel's eyes scanned the area. "I'll go this way." She said, pointing. "And you go that way." She said, pointing in the opposite direction. "Check the cars to see how many are inside. Don't bother with the trucks, since they're owned by companies and will be easy to trace." 

"Also, make sure you don't make it obvious that you're checking them out like some kind of stalker. Just casually walk by as though you're just enjoying the night breeze and glance at them."

Alan nodded.

"For now, only look and point out the ones that have a single person in the car, okay? That way only one has to...sorry." Rachel caught herself before she said 'die.' But Alan knew that was what was going to happen.

Alan simply nodded again. "It's okay, I know. Well, I guess we'd better get started then, huh?"

Rachel nodded, and silently, they parted, walking in opposite directions.

To Alan, it was one of, if not, the most uncomfortable sensation he had ever felt. He was literally picking and choosing just who would die tonight, like he was Death itself.

He walked by a minivan that looked like it had a full family in it. That was beyond out of the question. A cheap Nissan sports car with a couple in it. A really expensive Ferrari with a single man in a business suit. It occurred to Alan at that moment that they should also pick cheap cars to drive around in to avoid attention. A Jeep with a pair of guys in it.

A cheap and large Honda with a single man inside sleeping. That's one candidate. Alan took note of this one as he walked on. Surprisingly, very few traveled alone, and there was only the one, aside from the Ferrari. However, as he walked back, Alan noticed that the man with the suit, who appeared to be asleep earlier, had his eyes open, and there was an attractive woman in the passenger seat. Both of them appeared to be collecting themselves as the man started the car again.




The Loners Ch. 08



Alan kept himself from smiling and laughing. Alan was also thankful that neither the man nor the girl had given him a glance at all. Good. That meant he was doing a good job of not attracting attention.

Rachel was waiting for Alan back at the car. "Find anything?" Alan asked first, hoping that he would be spared from making the choice.

Rachel frowned. "Well, there was one. An elderly man driving a rather nice Ford. But...to me, feeding on him would be like feeding on an old and withered cow or deer, an unpleasant and more importantly, unfulfilling choice. How about you?"

Alan sighed. The poor man that Alan had spotted was now going to being given his death sentence. Rachel saw this immediately. "Alan, if you don't want to tell me, I'll go look myself. That way, you won't have any part in the process, if that makes you feel better?" Rachel asked sympathetically. She could clearly see the conflict Alan was going through.

Alan shook his head. "No. I said I'd be there for you no matter what, always by your side. There's a middle aged man driving a cheap looking Honda, will that do?"

Rachel nodded. "Show me. Before that, though, let's clean out anything we might need in your car, like the GPS."

The GPS turned out to be the only thing they really needed that they could carry, though they gave the car a once over just to be sure. Alan also had a small moment with his car, wishing it a silent goodbye, which Rachel patiently waited for before Alan led the way.

Alan showed Rachel the car and man that he saw, who was still sleeping. Rachel slowly approached the car, inspecting it to make sure no one else was inside. Upon finishing, she walked back to Alan.

"Alan, it's going to take me a few minutes to feed. Can you be a lookout?"

Alan gulped. His nerves were shaking as much as the rest of him was. "Y-yeah. Uh, w-what about the body?"

"If you're too nervous, you don't have to be a lookout, you can wait in your car. I just need to know if you can or not." Rachel's voice was serious.

Alan nervously nodded. "It's allright...I'll do it." He was seriously going to stand a few feet away from a murder. Worse yet, he was going to help cover it.

"Okay. I trust you. And as for the body...I can do that."

Suddenly, CSI started popping into Alan's mind. "B-but, what about DNA and fingerprint tracing? You know, something that the police can identify and trace us with?"

"Alan, trust me when I tell you, you don't have to worry about the police. After directly insulting the Vampire Lords the way we have, there's no way they'll just allow us to fall to the normal authorities. No, they'll want to kill us themselves."

That made Alan feel even worse. He can't imagine the vampires showing any form of mercy. To be caught by the police was to be handed over to them, that's what she was telling him.

"But, if we're just missing, they won't look as hard for us. But, if we raise our status to murderers..."

"Alan, you don't have to worry. I've been disposing bodies for a good portion of my life, I have ways of doing so without being noticed or caught." Rachel replied, a little irritated at his concern. Her hunger was eating at her and her meal was just a few moments away.

"S-sorry."

"It's fine, just turn and watch out. If you see something, anything, knock on the window." Rachel instructed. Alan nodded.

Rachel approached the car as Alan's eyes constantly scanned the area, and upon seeing nothing, turned to the car.

Alan saw that she vanished and reappeared in the back seat of the car, and her eyes had changed and were glowing. All at once, she brought her hands on the man's shoulders and neck, and pulled both him and herself down and out of sight. It was almost like watching a horror film, or a predator pouncing on it's prey.

Alan turned away from the sight, very uncomfortable, and continued scanning the area. Aside from cars passing on the road, there was no sign of anything that was up and moving other than the two of them.

After several minutes of anxiously waiting, Alan heard the door open behind him, causing him to turn. "Everything's ready, get in." She said, and Alan moved to sit in the passenger seat, but he saw that she was in the back seat, and he joined her, puzzled.

Alan also saw that the body was gone and the car was clean. "W-where did the body go?" Alan asked.

"It's been disposed of, you don't have to worry about it."

"But...how?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Well..."

"Remember how I jumped with you from the store to the parking lot?"

Alan nodded.

"I can do the same with bodies. I take them to locations where I know that are isolated, crush and burn them, and spread the ashes in random locations."

Alan's eyes widened. Wow...that seems...heartless. He thought to himself.

"That's why I said you don't have to worry. There's no way anyone could trace that. That's also an example of how vampires have gone unnoticed for so long, small things like that." Rachel explained.

Alan's eyes wandered. Both his mind and heart were racing. It all seemed so...cruel. He was determined to face it a few minutes ago, and he figure that afterwards, it would be easier to deal with. But that wasn't the case. Instead, it was worse.

It was different when Rachel had went out on her own. To Alan, even though he knew about it and they had discussed it, it still seemed like a far away problem. But not tonight.

This time, he clearly had a face to picture. A face that was no longer living. A face, a human, that had been sucked dry of blood like in the movies. A face that had been reduced to ashes and spread randomly across whatever location Rachel had spread him. A living human that was now dead because Alan had spotted and pointed him out.

Rachel saw the conflict clearly in Alan's expressions, who looked like he was about to either cry or puke. Rachel gently patted Alan's thigh. "Alan, it's okay. I'm sorry for making you go through with this, I really am."

Alan shook his head quickly. "No! I choose this, I..." Alan cut himself short, opened the passenger door, and hurled all over the ground. Rachel slowly wrapped her arms around him.

When he got everything out, he closed the door, and they returned to their original spots, though Rachel was holding Alan's hand.

"How do you feel?" Rachel asked.

"I...okay I guess."

"Tell me the truth!" Rachel demanded.

Alan sighed. "Honestly, I'm okay. It's just...this makes me uneasy. But, we had to do it right? It was either you, or him. And if the choice was mine alone, I would chose you every time."

Rachel softened. "Alan...even though you chose this, I'm still sorry. I'm sorry for having to make you choose like this."

"It's allright. You didn't force this choice upon me. I could have walked away from all of this. I could have chosen from the start and not gotten involved with you. I could have also allowed you to run away by yourself like you said I should have. No, this has been my choice from day one, and it was one you never forced upon me."

Both of them fell silent, their minds wandering in separate directions. Alan however, broke their silence by yawning.

"You should get some sleep. I'll take care of the driving." Rachel suggested. Alan didn't say anything, and was about to step out, before Rachel suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Wait." She said, causing Alan to turn.

Her eyes fell, but it wasn't in a depressive manner. "I made a promise, right? I-I know that it'll seem kind of awkward right now, and that neither of us is in the mood but..."

"It's allright. I won't hold you to it, we can just get going."

Rachel, however, was already reaching for his pants. "No. I'll at least try. What kind of person would I be if I didn't keep my promises to my lover?"

"Rachel, it's really okay. You don't have to-"

Rachel silenced him by engulfing his currently soft cock with her mouth.

Alan really wasn't sure if he could actually muster any kind of arousal within himself, given his current mindset. However, his cock possessed a mind of it's own, and was unable to resist the pleasure her mouth was giving it. Soon, Alan simply closed his eyes, dropping all thoughts except for what he was feeling.

However, neither of them were really into it. Alan also noticed that Rachel's eyes had never changed, indicating that she wasn't turned on at all.

With amazing will power, Alan stopped Rachel with his hands, causing her to look up to him.

"This doesn't feel right. I'd rather you do this because you want to, not because you have to."

Rachel's eyes fell, and she shook her head. "It isn't fair to you. I made you eat me out when we started this trip, and I promised that I would do this for you when it was my turn to drive."

"Yeah, but, we actually got into it when that happened. This time though, it feels almost lifeless, like we're just going through the motions. Like right now, your eyes still haven't changed. Usually they do when you do this."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it's fine. I'll be fine."

However, Rachel suddenly stared at him with determined eyes. "No, it's not fine. You just declared, again, just how much I mean to you. What you're willing to sacrifice to be with me. And even though you didn't say it with words, your actions alone again showed me just how much you really love me." 

"What kind of person would I be if I didn't return any of it? What kind of lover would I be if I didn't return the love you gave me?" She was on the verge of tears, but it was tears of determination.

"Alan, please, let me love you. Let me show you that I can make sacrifices for you as well." She said, returning to her blowjob.

Her determination caused Alan's heart to beat faster and fill it with warmth.

"Rachel...wait."

Rachel stopped again, though she didn't release him.

"How about we make love instead? I know that's not what you had in mind, but that's what I really want right now. I think that, actually, is what we both really need. A nice, slow, love making session." Alan suggested.

Rachel disengaged herself and smiled. True, it wasn't what she had in mind, but, she also agreed with him. She also wanted to make sweet and tender love, her earlier depression and mood melting away at the thought.

For the first time tonight, aside from when she fed, Alan saw that Rachel's eyes change. Alan smiled himself, knowing that he had asked for the right thing.

Rachel silently pushed Alan down so that he was laying down and stretched across the backseat as she straddled him. Rachel only pushed her pants down enough to expose her pussy and to allow for the necessary leg movement. However, the clothes didn't stay on because they were concerned about getting caught. The clothes stayed on because they weren't doing this for the normal physical pleasure.

They were doing this because they loved each other.

Rachel's eyes never left Alan's as she descended upon him, filling her. When she was fully impaled, she leaned forward, not to kiss him, but to stare directly into his eyes.

She began to move her hips with the slightest of movements. A small thrust here and there, and small gyrations of her hips. It was enough to send tingles of pleasure through both of them, all the while never breaking their eye contact, which became as important as their physical union.

Both of their mouths were partially open, and were breathing and moaning on one another, both of them feeling the other's hot breaths. Slowly, they moved together, with Alan moving his own hips when he could to meet her own movements, not wanting to make Rachel do all of the work.

Alan began to feel the familiar rising tension, but kept himself from moving faster, not wanting to break the near perfect rhythm they had established. Rachel, to her surprise, began to feel the tension in herself as well. Before long, Alan broke the eye contact, surrendering to his pleasure as he tensed up, and Rachel watched him as he went tensed, then felt her pussy bathed as he came inside her.

Wanting to join him, Rachel's hand traveled to her clit and began to rub it, and again to her surprise, it only took a short but intense few moments before waves of pleasure traveled through her shortly after Alan's cock gave it's final spurt. Alan opened his eyes in time for the roles to be reversed. Alan watched as Rachel's eyes closed and she tensed up from her pleasure, and her pussy clamped down on him several times, milking anything that he might have had left.

Rachel then collapsed on Alan. "I think...that was...the most beautiful thing...we've done yet...and we've done a lot." Rachel breathed.

Alan smiled. "I don't know, I've lost track to be honest."

Rachel giggled. "I'll take that as a good thing." She said, sitting up.

"Well, let's get back on the road, we've still got a lot of ground to cover."

"Yeah." Alan agreed.

They remained silent as they returned to the road, with Rachel driving and Alan drifting into sleep. Their silent drive, however, was interrupted with an odd sound.

Thump, thump, thump.

Both of them shot up to attention.

"What the hell was that? Did we hit a bump or something?" Alan asked.

Rachel shook her head. "No, we would have felt it."

Thump, thump, thump. The sound came again.

Alan turned around. "I think it's coming from the trunk."

"The trunk? What the hell is in the trunk?" Rachel asked.

Thump, thump, thump.

Alan thought for a moment. "Wait, you don't think..."

"I think we should stop." Rachel said, driving to the next rest area, which thankfully, wasn't too far. Like the previous rest area, it was void of life, and all inhabitants of the cars were sleeping.

Alan and Rachel both got out and went to the trunk together, and Rachel slowly opened it.

"Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me." Rachel sighed.

"That's...not good." Alan followed with.

There was a girl tied and gagged in the truck, and was staring at the two of them in shock.

*****

Lord Christian's phone rang, waking him up.

"This had better be really fucking good." He answered grimly.

"My Lord, we found it. Alan Brooks, reported earlier today. He was last seen with a woman who fits the renegade's description perfectly, a Rachel Lovecraft."

Lord Christian smiled as he sat up. "You have information on everyone he knows?"

"Of course, my Lord. His parents, and his friend that he was living with. Would you like us to act?"

Lord Christian thought about it for a moment. "No, now that we have the information, we can take our time. Besides, let's see if the humans can track them down for us."

"Yes my Lord."

Lord Christian hung up the phone.

"Alan Brooks..." Lord Christian mused out loud as he laid back down. He could browse ideas on how to proceed tomorrow.



The Loners Ch. 09



Rachel sighed again, her eyes scanning the area. She was thankful that it was still dark out and everyone was sleeping soundly in their cars. It would have been very difficult to resolve this particular issue from the way it looks if an outsider was looking in.

"So, uh, what are the odds of this?" Alan asked awkwardly.

"About the same as getting struck by lightning, hitting the lottery, getting eaten by a shark, take your pick." Rachel answered, a mix of sarcasm and annoyance.

The girl that was tied and gagged in the trunk of the car continued to stare at them, wide eyed and frozen in place.

Alan turned to Rachel. "What do you want to do?" Alan asked.

Rachel stared at the girl, then shook her head and sighed. "I don't know, let's just get the restraints off first."

Rachel leaned forward to the girl, who was backing up in fear.

"Listen, if I take off your restraints and gag, can you promise to behave and not do anything like scream?" Rachel asked seriously.

"H-hey! Go easy on her, she's probably scared out of her mind right now." Alan said to Rachel, who noticed that Rachel had little to no sympathy.

"And what about our situation!? I'm sorry, but we don't have time to try and baby sit this poor girl. Look, I feel bad about her situation, I really do. But, at the same time, if we don't resolve this quickly, then they'll find us. And frankly, they'll kill her for just knowing us." Rachel shot back.

The girl let out a small scream through her gag. 'They'll kill her just for knowing us.' What is that supposed to mean?

Rachel turned to the girl. "Will you behave?" Rachel asked again.

The girl was still for a few moments, then slowly nodded.

"Okay, Alan, help me."

Alan and Rachel removed the girl's restraints, and they helped her out of the trunk.

She then stood before them, and the two parties were able to appraise the other.

She looked young enough to either be an early college student or even a high school student with dirty blonde hair that reached a little past her shoulders, and sparkling blue eyes. She was also small, the top of her head barely reaching Alan's chin. The rest of her frame for the most part was also small, though she didn't appear to be starving. The part of her that wasn't small, however, was her chest. At first glance, Alan thought that her chest might actually be bigger than Rachel's, and, even more interesting, they seemed perfectly natural on the girl.

The girl also possessed a very cute face, though it was stricken with fear at the moment. She was also wearing extremely short shorts, along with a shirt that didn't stretch over her body completely and was riding up a little, showing a bit of her abdomen, and was giving Alan a very generous view of her cleavage.

Alan's mouth hung a little open at the sight, for indeed she was very attractive, like a high school prom queen at the height of her beauty and popularity.

Rachel caught Alan staring a little too hard out of the corner of her eye, as did the girl, who seemed to shrink uncomfortably at his staring.

Rachel punched Alan in the arm.

"Ow!" Alan almost cried, wincing in pain and grabbing his arm. She had punched hard!

"Earth to Alan! Stop ogling the girl and let's get going." Rachel admonished him, and turned to get back in the car.

'What was wrong with her!?' Alan's mind demanded. It then occurred to him at the same moment. 'Was she jealous?' He never imagined that Rachel, a vampire, would have a jealous streak, or become jealous so easily.

"W-wait!" The girl spoke hesitantly. "Y-you, you aren't just going to leave me here, are you?" She asked, fear and concern in her voice.

Rachel stopped and turned to her. "Trust me, this is the best option for all of us. You don't want to be seen with us, and we can't drop you off to any of the authorities."

"B-but, you can't just leave me here! Please! Don't leave me!" The girl begged.

Alan stopped and turned to Rachel. "Rachel, can't we at least do something? I mean, what if someone else comes along and kidnaps her?"

Rachel turned to Alan. "Oh please, you just want to bring her along so you have cleavage to stare at!" She snapped.

"Hey! I'm not like that at all and you know it!" Alan snapped back.

Rachel's eyes lowered apologetically. "You're right, I'm sorry. I just...not only did we manage to pick up a kidnapped victim, which is a very big problem for us. To add to that, you were instantly attracted to her. I just wasn't ready for it, and I got a little jealous."

The girl's eyes shifted back and forth, and she wisely remained silent.

Rachel sighed and turned to the girl, appraising her again. "Well, at least you have good taste, she is quite the looker." She commented.

The girl felt slightly offended at the moment at how the two of them were talking and looking at her like she was a picture on display for them, but still said nothing.

"Well, we can at least get going while we decide what to do." Rachel said, getting in the car.

Alan turned to the girl. "Well uh, there you have it. You can either wait here or, uh, ride with us. Just so you know though, uh, we're...not normal. In fact, we're kind of on the run ourselves." Alan stammered, trying to keep his eyes on hers, along with trying not to say or do anything that would make things worse.

The girl weighed her options. She had no money, no phone, no car, and no way of knowing who she would run into in the future. Despite the oddities of these two, they didn't seem dangerous. Well, aside from the fact that they said they were being chased and would be killed if caught.

The girl cautiously approached the car, deciding to take the seat behind the guy, or rather, the seat furthest away from the girl, since she seemed really agitated.

Silence fell between the three of them as Rachel started the car up and began driving, until Rachel broke the silence.

"How come you didn't turn into a babbling idiot when we first met?" Rachel asked Alan, going into thought. "Actually, I take that back, you did, never mind."

"You know, I would have never pinned you for the jealous type. You're confident in just about everything." Alan said.

"Well, what did you expect? You're the first man I've ever loved! Sue me!"

"Alright, alright." Alan responded.

"Besides, you got fired up when I flirted with Greg, and you were warned of that beforehand!"

"Okay, I get the picture! You have the right to get jealous, sorry!"

Silence fell in the car again, the girl eyeing the two individuals seated in front of her, still unsure of what she should say or do. The girl noticed that the woman driving kept glancing up at her through the rearview mirror, unsure if it was jealousy or something else.

"So, you have a name back there?" Rachel asked, breaking the silence, and reminding Alan of the very attractive girl sitting a mere few feet behind him.

"K-Katie." Katie responded, as Alan turned to her.

"Keep your eyes up front Alan, there's no telling how long you'll stare at her while trying to talk to her."

"What, are you going to bug out about everything?"

"No, I'm saying that in case some cop or something watches us and notices you ogling her for a few miles and decides to pay more attention to us. Now turn around and act natural."

Alan, with reluctance and annoyance, did as instructed.

"So, uh..." Katie was about to begin, but stopped herself.

"Yes?" Rachel asked.

"W...what's the deal with you two? Are you guys...I don't know..."

"Murderers? Rapists? Thieves? Something of that nature?" Rachel finished.

"Jeez, give the girl a break, she's probably scared enough as it is." Alan said, himself wincing at Rachel's suggestions as Katie gave the smallest nod.

"No, we're not any of that, well, except for one, but I won't say which." Rachel responded.

"S-so..."

"Why are we on the run?" Rachel finished.

Katie nodded, finding it creepy that this woman kept on predicting her questions, although she didn't get the entire question Katie wanted to ask.

"And why would they kill you?" Katie asked.

"Sounds fishy, doesn't it?" Rachel asked. Katie nodded.

"Listen, Katie, I know I'm going out on a limb in asking you this. But, it's best if you don't know the truth, for your own sake. And, as odd and unbelievable as it may be, we have no intention of harming you at the moment." Rachel responded.

"At the moment? Quit trying to scare the poor girl!"

"Okay Alan, let me break it to you. If you had to choose between me and Katie back there on who gets to live, who would you choose?"

The question froze both Alan and Katie, and Rachel got her point across.

"Alan, you and I are in a life or death situation, and now we just dragged Katie into it. Hopefully, we can dump her somewhere before we get her too involved. Although, that's less and less of a possibility now."

"How so?" Alan asked before Katie could ask the same thing. "I mean, couldn't you just jump her somewhere quiet and have her find her way from there, or jump her to her house?"

Jump? Katie didn't ask out loud.

Rachel shot Alan a harsh glance, and Alan realized he had said too much.

"Jumps don't work like that." Rachel said as she returned her eyes to the road, then glanced into the rearview mirror at Katie.

"Where are you from? Or rather, where are you currently staying?"

"Cleveland." Katie answered.

"Fuck...of course it would be in the opposite direction that we're going, and a several hour journey at that." Rachel muttered, her eyes back on the road, then continued.

"I can only jump to places I've been. Locations I can clearly picture with my mind. I've never really traveled beyond the New England area, unless you count the rest stops that we've been to, so I can only jump her at those locations."

"On top of that, that's a really long distance jump for me, and I've never tried jumping that far. I would need a long break before covering that distance on the jump back. Possibly as long as a day or even longer."

"Now, let's completely forget about that problem for a moment. How is Katie going to explain how she got kidnapped, how she got rescued, and how she got to where ever it is that I jumped her to? Did she escape the kidnapper with her amazing survival skills? Did the kidnapper just magically drop her off somewhere, deciding to let her go for no reason?"

"Those lies would quickly be uncovered. Now let's say she tells the truth, and that she was mysteriously rescued by us. Not only would the police be able to follow our trail more easily, but you know who else would want to question her, and believe me, they are very capable of extracting information. And they will kill her without question."

Rachel turned her eyes back to Katie. "No offense, but you would probably squeal the minute that they got their hands on you."

"Wha-what do you mean?" Katie asked, concerned of who 'they' were.

"Ever had a toothpick shoved under your fingernail, or a tooth forcibly ripped out of you without any medication of any kind?" Rachel asked. Katie gasped at this.

"Just who is after you? The mob or something?"

Rachel smiled, though it was a grim smile. "We wish. I'll tell you this, there's no way you'd believe the truth at this point without some form of proof."

"So...are you saying that she's stuck with us now?" Alan cut in.

Rachel sighed. "Pretty much. Let's say no one believes her story, and it ends up on some tabloid. That she was saved by ghosts or something, guess who reads those?"

Realization dawned on Alan. "Like Men in Black." He muttered. She had made that comparison before.

"Exactly. Never imagined all of those crazy stories having a real reason to exist huh? Yes, most of them are garbage, but, if you know where and when to look, you can find some legitimate stories from time to time."

Katie tilted her head slightly. "Are you guys like, aliens or something?" She asked, having seen Men in Black in the past. Her voice, though, indicated her disbelief of that theory.

"No, not quite." Rachel answered. "He's actually just a normal person." She said, gesturing to Alan. "It's me that's the abnormal one."

"So...what are you?" Katie asked.

Rachel pondered that for a moment. The best way to prove that she was a vampire was to show Katie her changed eyes. To do that, she needed to be ready to feed, or, be horny. She thought about having Alan get her going, but, she realized that would actually be a mistake, and it was a good thing that they hadn't actually carried the terms of their former agreement.

If Alan didn't satisfy her as Rachel had originally intended, her eyes would have remained changed for several hours, and that would have been easily noticed. She mentally kicked herself for nearly making such a mistake.

"Let's put it this way, when I can prove to you what's going on, we'll tell you the full truth. Until then, sorry, but you're just going to have to be in the dark." Rachel said.

Silence once again fell between the three of them. Alan could clearly see from his quick glances that Katie was clearly uncomfortable, and decided to try to help her relax a little.

"So, Katie...are you still in high school? Or are you going to college? Or is something else going on?" Alan asked.

"Oh, uh, I'm in my third year of Cleveland State University." She answered.

"Have a major yet?" Alan asked next.

Katie nodded. "Sort of. I'm taking law classes at Cleveland-Marshall, which is part of CSU, but I'm not sure of what field just yet. I'm thinking criminal justice, but, again I'm just not sure yet. I need to do more research to find out what I really want to do."

Katie's eyes then fell, realizing that those plans are possibly long gone, as were her college days.

Alan decided to switch topics. "So, how old are you? To be honest, you don't really look old enough to be a college student, no offense."

Katie showed a half smile. "I turned 21 a few months ago, and none taken. Actually, I've been told I've always had a kind of baby face, which I guess is good down the road."

Rachel shot Alan a quick glance. "Didn't I tell you before that it's rude to ask a woman her age?"

Katie let out a small laugh as Alan rolled his eyes.

"So...can I ask who you two are?" Katie asked.

"I'm Alan. Currently not in school, but fresh out of the Marine Corps. And I've got you beat at 24." Alan said.

"Rachel. Can't tell you the rest until you know the truth."

Katie turned to Alan, since Rachel wasn't going to say anything else. "You were in the service?"

Alan nodded. "Yeah. Five years."

"Well, uh, thanks...for your service." Katie said, somewhat awkwardly. She was not only thanking one of the two people who could possibly get her killed, if what they say is true. But, she also didn't see him as being in the service.

"So uh, what did you do, exactly? Ever been over there?" She asked.

"Yeah, I went to Iraq towards the end, so I didn't see much, and I worked with planes." Alan responded, trying to keep it as simple as possible.

Silence fell again, but Alan noticed that Katie seemed more relaxed, now that she had a little idea of who she was traveling with.

This time, Rachel broke the silence. "You two try to get some sleep. We've got a long ride ahead of us, and I need you to be ready to drive, Alan."

"Where are we going anyways?" Katie asked.

"For now, we're going to try and lay low in Montana. Honestly, we're kind of making it up as we go." Alan answered.

Silence fell for the last time, as both Katie and Alan decided to try and sleep as Rachel drove on in silence.

*****

The patrol man thought that the car looked suspicious. He had been up and down this part of the highway for a few hours now, and still, that same car hadn't moved. It was usually when daybreak came that cars that were staying in rest areas overnight began to move again.

But not this one. An hour or so after sunrise, it was still in the same spot. His instincts told him that something was different, or wrong. Being a cop caused him to listen to his instincts more often, so finally, he decided to go take a closer look. 

It was a simple, old Toyota Camry. There were no outstanding features, aside from the New York license plate. Before walking up to check the car, he ran the license plate to see if there would be any hits. To his surprise, it was registered to a currently missing individual, one Alan Brooks.

The officer cautiously approached the car, his hand nearby his weapon in case something happened. Upon reaching the car, he saw that it was completely empty, though it was locked.

He called in his report, and was told to wait at the car until more officers arrived.

*****

Lord Christian had decided to wait. Yes, he had the information on Alan Brook's family, but that too, could be valuable when he decided to approach Lord Caleb.

Besides, if all went well, he wouldn't even need that information, and he could just simply hand both Rachel and Alan over to Caleb, alive and primed for whatever Caleb would have in store for them. And Lord Christian could increase his territory in the United States.

The morning proceeded as normal, and he was sitting in a meeting with his Greaters going over various topics until Troy's phone began to ring, and Troy answered it.

Lord Christian knew Troy wouldn't dare answer his phone unless it was important, and all went silent as Troy listened.

"I understand." Was all Troy responded to the phone before hanging it up.

"My Lord." Troy began. "Wisconsin authorities just found Alan Brook's car, which appears to have been abandoned."

Lord Christian snorted, irritated. Once again, they were being clever, and were most likely switching vehicles while on the road.

"Wisconsin..." Lord Christian mused aloud. Judging from that, he could say that they were going west. Or, if they were really smart, they changed directions to throw off pursuits. However, most prey weren't like that. When prey ran, they usually have a set destination in mind, or ran in one direction.

Lord Christian stood, and walked to his map of the United States that he kept mounted on his wall. He attempted to put himself in his prey's shoes. The girl was aware that they would not be accepted anywhere in the supernatural world due to her relationship with the human, which she more or less admitted to when she had escaped Victor.

That most likely means that they would attempt to run to a location where the supernatural wouldn't have that strong of an influence. Canada was unlikely, since Rachel at the very least would not have a passport, unless they tried to cross the border illegally. That was a risky proposition at best, and one that they probably wouldn't try, though Lord Christian would have to keep an eye out anyway.

It wouldn't make sense for them to turn around and go back east where they came from, since that would allow either himself or Lord Caleb to narrow their search corridor, making the renegades easier to find, so he ruled that out. They could turn southwest, and hide somewhere in the Central United States, or even continue in that direction to the Southwestern United States.

However, the most logical choice at the moment is that they were going to the north, either the Dakotas, Idaho, Montana, or even go as far as Oregon or Washington. That made sense, since the population in those areas were small, and the supernatural population was even smaller. At the very least, it was a good choice to lay low unnoticed until they found a more long term location to hide.

Now, there were two problems. One, time wasn't necessarily on Lord Christian's side, for Lord Caleb was no fool. Since he was also searching for the girl, he would be looking for clues as to her whereabouts, and the incident in the store may reach his ears. And once it got out that she was with a human, the other Lords may act as well. Not only that, but Lord Christian couldn't dedicate a large amount of his resources to look for the girl, for that would cause suspicion.




The Loners Ch. 09



Lord Christian has already been cautious from the start, and was keeping the search party for the girl small and tight. In fact, it was a near miracle that Victor had found and spooked her, starting the chase. Now though, she would be far more cautious, and would be even harder to detect, even if he was tracking her. And if it was true and she was heading in the northern part of the United States, it would be difficult to scour such low key areas without creating some form of attention.

"Troy."

"Yes my Lord?"

"I want you to instruct our people to keep an eye out for other abandoned vehicles on the highways near the Dakotas, or anywhere around that area. If my intuition is correct, they're heading somewhere up here, perhaps in Montana, Idaho, Wyoming, or perhaps further west to Oregon and Washington. I'd also like you to send some of our people up there to see if they can perhaps, by chance, intercept them." Lord Christian instructed.

Troy bowed. "Yes my Lord." He acknowledged.

"We can probably continue this chase for a little while before Lord Caleb or the other Lords start snooping around. If we can't capture the girl and human by then, I'll be forced to sell the information I currently have to Lord Caleb."

*****

Although Alan tried to fight to go back to sleep, he could no longer ignore the sun that was shining it's light into the car, so Alan opened his eyes, and sat up.

"Sleep well?" Rachel asked.

Several sore spots gave Alan his answer. "Not really."

Rachel yawned. "I'm just about on my last leg, so I'll let you wake up for a little bit then we'll switch."

"Alright." Alan acknowledged. A quick glance to the back informed Alan that Katie was already awake, and was lifelessly staring out into the window, like she was cut off from the rest of the world.

Alan felt a grumble in his stomach.

"Let's stop and switch somewhere where we can get food, I'm starving." Alan suggested.

Rachel nodded. "That should be fine. Oh, you don't have to worry about gas, I already filled up the tank." Rachel informed Alan.

"How much money do we have left anyways?" Alan asked.

"Well...I took the money the previous owner of this car had left, and got him to spill his PIN numbers for his cards, so we're actually good at the moment."

"Wow, I didn't even think of that, good thinking." Alan acknowledged. When he had time to dwell on it, he felt better that they had killed a kidnapper rather than some innocent man, so Alan really didn't feel that guilty concerning his fate or that they had taken his money or car.

Katie felt more or less the same, and really didn't care if they had killed her kidnapper or not. The son of a bitch deserved it.

"Oh, Alan, that reminds me. Could you check the glove box?" Rachel asked.

"Why?"

"Just do it."

Alan opened the glove box, and to his surprise, found a gun with several bullet cartridges.

Rachel saw the gun out of the corner of her eye. "I thought so. It makes sense that a kidnapper would carry a weapon around. You can leave that there, I just wanted to see if he had it. We may need it in the future."

Alan quickly closed the glove box. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable around guns, but he had heard Katie's small gasp, and turned to her.

"What about you Katie? Are you hungry?" Alan asked her, to help take her mind off of the gun. Katie silently nodded.

"We're going to have to be careful though, and pick a place where we can go in and out in a hurry." Rachel informed them.

"Here, we'll just get off on one of these exits and go through a drive through somewhere." Alan suggested, punching it into the GPS.

"I was thinking the same thing." Rachel said.

"Hey, where are we anyways?" Alan asked.

"South Dakota."

"Wow, I guess we are making good time." Alan responded.

"We should be further along, I got held up by an accident last night for two fucking hours." Rachel said, irritation in her voice at the memory.

They pulled off and got a quick breakfast at McDonald's, where they ate quickly, switched so that Alan was driving, and went back on the road. Most of this was a silent affair. Rachel was exhausted, and Katie and Alan didn't have much to talk about.

It wasn't long before both the breakfast and exhaustion swept over Rachel, and she was asleep, despite the piercing light of the sun.

Alan found himself glancing up at Katie, who had returned to silently staring out the window. At the very least, he could at least make small talk to help make the drive easier, and she didn't look like she was going to sleep anytime soon.

"Hey, Katie? I know this may sound strange, but, is there anything you want to talk about?" Alan asked.

"Not really." Katie responded half heartedly.

"I'm sure a lot is going on in your mind right now. If I was in your position, my head would be going in circles. I'm not trying to hurt you or trying to win you over so I can screw you over later. I'm just honestly offering an ear to you, and maybe answer some questions that you have. I mean, it's better than sitting here and silently driving for the next several hours."

Katie laughed a little. "I've never had to drive long distances before, so I'm guessing that it sucks. I mean, just even riding in it sucks."

Alan cracked a smile. At least he got her to laugh a little. But then silence settled in again.

"How about this? You can ask me absolutely any question that comes to mind, no matter how personal or potentially embarrassing it may be, and I'll answer it."

Katie actually turned her eyes to Alan on this. "What?"

"I'm serious. Like I just said, the drive is really boring, so I'd rather just answer questions then sit here quietly. I mean, we're kind of stuck together, so hey, might as well get to know each other a little. Don't worry, I won't ask anything unless you want me to, I'll just answer your questions first."

Was he really serious? Katie thought to herself. Well, might as well throw a few bullshit questions. "Ever smoke weed?" She asked.

"Yeah, before I joined the Corps, though I had to quit because they do drug tests, but I picked it up again after I got out, but I quit a few months ago."

"Okay...uh, when's the last time you had sex?" She asked next.

"Two days ago."

"Was it with Rachel?"

"Yes."

"What's your relationship with her?"

Alan thought for a moment, turning to the beautiful sleeping Rachel. "She's my life. I love her with all of my heart."

Katie's heart warmed a little. That was quite romantic to say. "Does she feel the same to you?" Katie asked.

"Yeah."

"Is she the first person you've ever had sex with?"

"No."

"Then who?"

"A hooker, while I was in the Corps."

Katie began to laugh. "You're first time was with a hooker!?"

"Ha, ha, ha, laugh it up." Alan responded.

"How long did you have with your hooker?"

"Fifteen minutes."

"That's kind of short, but you didn't need that long did you?"

"Actually, I didn't finish before time was up. I had to do the rest on my own."

Katie began laughing again. "You didn't even cum the first time you had sex!? Wow, what a terrible first time. Usually it's the woman who doesn't cum the first time."

"You telling me. Keep laughing it up too, wise guy."

"Okay, okay. So, who was the first non-hooker that you had sex with?"

"Rachel."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Did you cum the first time you had sex with her?"

"Yes. What's with all of these sex questions anyways?" Alan finally had to ask, breaking his own condition that he had set.

"I thought you said you couldn't ask questions?" Katie said, reminding him of that very fact.

"I'm just curious, I mean, of all the things you can ask me, and you ask me about my sex life."

"Well, I wanted to see if you were serious about answering every question I could ask."

On the bright side, Alan got Katie to brighten up a little.

"So, how would you describe your sex life with her?"

Alan sighed. Guess she wasn't going to give up now that she was on a roll. "Excellent. Mind blowing. Out of this world, something along those lines."

"You two do anything kinky? Like really kinky?"

"Well, from time to time, she likes to finger my butt, and I've fucked her ass before. She likes to taste our mixed juices, and I've tried it once. Other than that, we really didn't have the time or curiosity to try more, though I'm sure she'd love to push a few more boundaries."

"Wow. I've never met a guy who admitted to or was willing to even try to explore those ideas, especially the whole her fingering your butt thing, how was it?"

"Truth is, it was amazing. The first time she did it to me, I swear I've never cum so hard or so much in my life. But, it's something I don't like to do too often, only every once in a while."

"So I'm guessing that she's the kinky one, and you're just kind of along for the ride?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

Katie sighed for a brief moment and fell silent. She had always hoped for a boyfriend or man that would be willing to explore certain possibilities to spice up her sex life, but, she never met such a man. She wasn't sure whether she'd really like some of her ideas or not, but she did at least want to try them. One of them, actually, was to finger another man's butt. It was only fair, since quite a few woman enjoyed some anal play, why shouldn't men enjoy it as well?

Alan was about to ask if something was wrong, but Katie came back with her next question.

"Would you have sex with me?"

That question caught Alan off guard. "Uhhh, if I wasn't with Rachel, yes."

"Really? Even if I offered it to you in a way that she would never know?"

"Nope, I'd have to turn you down."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"A lot of men claim that. That they wouldn't cheat."

"Well, good for them. But I know I wouldn't, Rachel means too much to me for me to betray her like that. I mean, I'll admit that I'd be tempted, but, I'd like to think that I'm strong enough to resist that temptation."

"So you're not actually sure?"

"I'm pretty sure, but to be honest, I've never been in that kind of situation before, so I guess I really can't say. I certainly hope that I stay faithful to her."

"Interesting, you actually admit that you're not definitely sure. Now I'm actually more inclined to believe you."

"Thanks."

"So, how did you two meet anyway?"

Alan hesitated for a moment. "That's one of those things that you won't believe until we can prove to you what's really going on."

Katie shrugged. "Try me. Besides, based on the way you've been answering my questions, you seem to be a pretty honest person, so, I want to hear the story."

Alan hesitated again, and then began telling the story of how he and Rachel met.

Katie had turned out to be a very good listener as Alan explained everything, and she didn't ask a single question as Alan spoke.

It wasn't until he finished that Katie spoke. "So, these Vampire Lords...Caleb and Christian. They are the ones after you and Rachel."

Alan nodded.

"And when you saved me from my kidnapper, it was only because..."

"Rachel needed to feed, yeah. Sorry to say, but finding you was an accident."

Although the story was out of this world, it did explain quite a few things, given the discussions that Alan and Rachel had to this point.

"So, how did you plan on proving this to me?"

"Rachel's eyes. They change when she either feeds, or gets horny. I'm guessing she was going to try to get horny to show you her eyes, since having you watch her feed would have been a little much. At least, that's from what I understood, we really didn't discuss it, obviously."

Katie went into thought again. So, there were vampires out there, and now, they were probably going to kill her too, just for knowing these two.

"The sex questions were more fun..." She mused, a little depressed now. This whole situation was a lot to take in, and she had a feeling that Alan was actually telling the truth, as unreal as it might be.

"Well, go back to them if you want, maybe you still have more." Alan suggested.

Katie thought for a moment. He really seemed to be a nice guy. No wonder Rachel seemed so fond and possessive of him.

"Actually, I think I'm out of questions." Katie finally sighed after several moments of thought. "I mean, I guess I could ask about your family and past, but, I guess those don't matter anymore, do they?"

Alan shrugged. "It's alright, ask whatever you want. This is actually a good way to pass the time."

"Well, how about this? You ask me questions now. Anything you want."

"Really? I mean, I'm an open person, I don't mind answering private questions. But, I don't want to intrude, and I kind of want revenge for all of the sex questions you asked me."

Katie giggled. "You get extra points for asking me the sex questions."

"How often is sex on your mind?"

"Very often. I won't say I'm a nympho, but, I do have quite a healthy appetite for sex, and I do like talking and thinking about it almost as much as the actual act of sex itself. Thinking and talking about it helps broaden horizons. For instance, I now know that fingering a man's butt can be really pleasurable to him."

"You're kind of like Rachel and I, we talk quite a bit about our sex life, and share ideas and experiment to see what happens. Okay, what's the kinkiest thing you've ever done?"

"Sorry to disappoint you there, but unlike you, I've never been in a relationship where I can fully trust my partner, or be as open as you and Rachel are."

"Okay, what is your dirtiest thought?"

"I'll only answer that if you tell me yours. Sorry, I know it's your turn too."

Alan thought for a moment. "I have a few I guess, so, how about you ask questions and narrow it down?"

"Okay? Ever thought about being with another man?"

Alan shuddered. "No."

"Okay, how about a T-girl?"

"Dunno, never thought of it before. I think that's too big of a stretch for me."

"Incest?"

Alan shuddered again. "Hell no."

"I don't think you're getting the object here, Alan. I'm talking about fantasizing, not what you'd actually do."

"Oh."

"So, let's start again. Man?"

"Still no."

"T-girl?"

Alan thought for a moment. "Again, never really thought of it before. I mean, maybe if she was really hot, maybe. But she'd still have a dick."

"Incest?"

Alan blushed a little. "Yeah. Either a hot sister or cousin."

"Ooo, there we go. That's actually my dirtiest thought, though I'm more open to swing both ways. It didn't help that the actual sister I had was pretty hot."

"You guys didn't do anything, did you?"

Katie shook her head. "No. I mean, we were curious when we were kids, but no, we never really did anything, though it was a great fantasy."

"Would you do it if she offered?"

Katie shook her head again. "No, that's one thing that should just remain a fantasy."

"You said you swing both ways. Does that mean that you've actually had sex with a woman?"

Katie shook her head. "No, I said I was more open to it, but I've never actually done it. Again, never found someone that I trusted enough or one that would even try it. I mean, women aren't as open to being bi as guys like to think. Women are like men in this case, being gay is still being gay, despite the sex."

"I guess that makes sense."

"That's a problem with the porn industry. Just because there are lots of bi women doesn't mean all women are bi. Sorry to burst the bubble. But, it may be true that women are more open to the idea then men are, but I haven't seen evidence of that."

There was another problem, Alan realized. All of this sex talk was getting him going, for he has been sporting quite the tent in his pants for some time now, aside from the time that he explained his and Rachel's history.

"Are you horny right now?" Alan asked, curious on whether she was going through the same thing.

"Yes. Are you?"

"Yeah."

"Well, we have been talking sex for quite a while now, so it's no surprise that either of us are a little horny."

"Okay, how about domination or submission? Fantasize about those?" Katie asked.

Alan sighed again. He felt like he was being ripped off a little. He didn't ask this many questions when it was her turn. Oh well.

"Actually, I've fantasized about both, and these are ones I want to try."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I mean, I've wanted to dominate a woman completely, command her in every way. Maybe even tie her up and just have my way with her. But, I wouldn't mind being the one tied up and commanded myself. I mean to me, there's nothing wrong with a strong woman with a strong will, is that weird?"

Katie shook her head. "I'm the same way. I've fantasized about controlling and being controlled. I am, however, a little more partial to a man taking me and completely dominating me, asserting his manhood. But, I'd want to show that I can do the same as well. Show that I'm not a pushover at all."

"While we're along those lines, how about anal? I mean, you told me that Rachel has already played a little on that one. But, if she showed up with a strap on and told you she wanted to fuck your ass, would you do it?"

"Actually, I've thought of that before, and I'd be up for trying it."

"But you wouldn't let a T-girl do it? From my own experience, a live cock feels better than a dildo. It's much cooler since a live cock feels more real, fleshy, pulsing, and it can pump you full of rich, warm cum."

"Ehhh, no. The only cock I'd ever want to deal with is my own. Sorry, but are you trying to open my mind in that category? Are you a T-girl or something?"

"No, I'm not trying to open your mind to it, and no, I'm not a T-girl."

"Why the interest?"

"Well, because I'd be willing to try a T-girl. But then, I'm also open to being bi, so a T-girl wouldn't be that stretch for me. As a matter of fact, it would be the best of both worlds for me. A pretty girl with nice tits and a nice, live cock to fuck me with. And I was curious as to how open you really are."

"Okay, how do you feel about peeing? Ever thought of that?" Katie asked next.

This girl is crazy! Alan thought to himself as he shuddered. "No. Rachel actually ambushed me with that question before, and the answer to that is still no. And no, before you ask, she's not interested either. At least, that's what it seemed like. Are you?"

"No. Just curious on that one. Moving on...actually, I'm out again. You go ahead."

"Finally. Let's see...ever have sex in public?" Alan asked. Let's see just how crazy this girl is.

"Yes. In one of the campus bathrooms. We almost got busted, and the guy bust his nut inside me when another girl was right next to us. That shit was hot!"

"You guys did it in the girl's bathroom?"

"Yep. He was so worked up that he was willing to go along with almost anything I did. It didn't help that we were both drunk out of our minds. You?"

"No. I did masturbate in public before."

"Eh, that's easy, so long as you keep quiet. Sex is harder to do."

"Ever been in a threesome?" Alan asked.

"No. Find willing participants for a threesome is somewhat rare. Again, take you for example. You wouldn't want to participate in a threesome with another guy right? Girls are like that too. Though I did hear that I missed some good opportunities. I'm guessing you haven't, right?"

"No." Alan thought for a moment, thinking of his next question.

"Would you have sex with me?" Alan asked.

"Well, at first, I really wouldn't have considered it. I mean, if I just randomly saw you on the street, I'd think you were okay, but that's it. Now that I know your imagination, absolutely."

Alan couldn't help but smile. He wished he could rub this in the face of the women of his past who turned him down. He really was that interesting to have these two beautiful girls to want to have sex with him, and one he was actively having sex with.




The Loners Ch. 09



Alan thought for a moment on his next question. Katie was right. This is kind of fun. He wondered what Rachel would say to some of these questions.

Katie beat him to it. "Have you only had sex with Rachel? Or have you two made real love?"

Alan again smiled at those memories. They were the greatest moments of his life.

"Yes. Have you?"

Katie shook her head. "No, unfortunately. I've never really been in love before. Again, never found someone I could really trust."

Silence fell between them again. Alan tried to think of questions, but wasn't sure if he really wanted to ask some of the ones he was coming up with. He felt himself approaching that tempting moment, since he was so turned on right now.

"Are you out of questions?" Katie asked.

"Well...actually, I'm kind of getting uncomfortable."

Katie tilted her head. "Why?"

"Well, I'm really turned on right now. Like, bad, and I feel like I'm being tempted, and will start asking questions that I shouldn't."

Katie eyed him with sympathy. "Okay, I won't push it, so don't answer it if you don't have to. What you and Rachel have going seems really special and I don't want to ruin it, so one last question and then we'll drop it. What is one of those questions? Is it to ask to have sex with you?"

Alan shook his head. "No. To me, that's a very fine line. No, I was going to ask you if you would touch yourself here in the car."

Katie nodded. "I guess I can see how you're getting uncomfortable. One thing can lead to another, and another, and another, until it gets out of control. Something like that could start it."

Now it was Alan who nodded. "Right."

"Yeah, I guess it wasn't the smartest idea to start with the sex questions. Now we're both horny and tempted. And like I said, I don't want to ruin what you have with Rachel, so I'm kind of facing the same temptation you are. To be honest though, I didn't think that it would go like this, it all just kind of happened."

Alan looked at the clock on the car. "Well, we did pass quite a bit of time."

"You know, you two have quite the sexual imagination."

Both Alan and Katie jumped.

"How long have you awake!?" Alan practically shouted.

Rachel opened her eyes and sat up. "Around the time you called our sex life 'mind blowing', 'out of this world', and 'excellent'. Sorry, I just didn't want to break the mood, and like you two, I was curious on where all of this was going."

Both Katie and Alan shrank, embarrassed. Like they've both been caught in the middle of public with their pants down. Rachel spotted this.

"I'm sorry Rachel. I-I went too far didn't I?" Alan said quickly, feeling the need to apologize.

Rachel shrugged. "There's no need to apologize. Talk is talk. What's more important is what you did, or rather, didn't do."

Rachel then smiled, and it was here that Alan noticed that her eyes had changed. Katie noticed this when Rachel looked up in the rearview mirror at her, and her eyes widened at the sight. So it really was all true.

"So, any questions you guys want to ask me?"



The Loners Ch. 10



Silence passed through the car as Rachel closed her eyes and leaned up against the window, awaiting their questions. However, both Alex and Katie were both a little afraid. They felt like they had been caught doing something they shouldn't have, and thought that maybe Rachel was planning something to get back at them.

Rachel partly opened her eye to see the obvious fear and concern written on both Alan and Katie's face.

"You two can relax. Like I said, talk is talk. For example, I can talk about going out to Los Angeles and killing every single person there, it doesn't mean I would actually do it. And as for fantasies, those are safe too. I can tell you that I've already fantasized about having sex with Katie, and that I've been with women before. So, anytime you want to try, you can ask me." Rachel admitted, giving Katie a wink, which caused Katie to blush slightly.

This confession visibly relaxed Katie and Alan, and it was Katie who asked the first question.

"What's it like to be with a woman?"

"Most of the time, women are softer and gentler in a good way. And women, naturally, have a better instinct in how to eat pussy. It's pretty fun, assuming of course, the woman you're with knows what she's doing and she's actually into it."

"I've wondered, since I see it in porn a few times, does it really feel good when women rub their pussies against one another?"

"Yeah, it does, though not as good as the porn makes it seem. Then again, I've never gone full out with that, the woman that I did that with were doing it for little more than shits and giggles, really."

"How did you end up having sex with a woman?"

"Caleb. He wanted me in a threesome with another woman, and he has a taste for girl on girl. So I kind of got forced into it at first, but I discovered that I liked it. After that, I become a more willing participant and even sought it out when I could. It also helped that Caleb did not allow his women to have sex with other men, but we could have sex with other women. In short, it was either be with a woman, or no sex at all when he wasn't around. I took what I could."

"Was he away often?" Katie asked, and Alan was starting to wonder once again how long it would take for him to be able to actually ask a question, since Katie was hogging them all right now.

"Yes. He has a lot of women in his clan that he actively has sex with. I wasn't really one of them. Sure, he'd come down every once and a while for a change-up, but that was it. After he snagged me, he really didn't pay much attention to me."

"Alan said that you were with him for sixty years or so, why stay with him for so long if he was so inattentive to you?"

"This may sound a little odd, but he is a Vampire Lord, and the father of my bloodline. It's pretty hard to betray that bloodline, for example, would you turn around and betray or hurt your parents? It's the same thing. Also, I was trying to attempt to win Caleb's attention. And I kept hoping that, someday, he would finally notice me. However, sixty two years for me was too long, and I took off and didn't look back."

Alan had heard this before, but it still pained him to hear. He couldn't imagine hurting Rachel, or anyone like that for that matter. If he were Caleb and had all of those women, Alan would at least try to make time for all of them, or ask them for their opinions, rather than just brush all of them off.

Hearing Rachel tell the story herself, Katie thought that it was a really depressing story. Katie herself went through something like that, one of her former asshole boyfriends treating her like a trophy prize, while at the same time, was cheating behind her back until Katie had caught him red handed.

She had gone through a bout of depression after that wondering if it was something she did until she discovered that, no, it wasn't her, but her boyfriend was simply an asshole. He was later caught cheating on his next girlfriend.

But this was different, and much worse. Not only was he Rachel's boyfriend, but also in a way, her father. Katie couldn't imagine how she would take it if her father betrayed and neglected her in favor of some unknown and random individual. That kind of betrayal hurts deep down, and it was more clear on why Rachel tried for sixty two years to win his attention.

The atmosphere in the car had changed drastically, and Katie wanted to change that back to the playful atmosphere before, and shot her next question.

"So, what did you think of some of our earlier admissions?" Katie asked, for the moment just wanting to change the tone of the conversation.

"Uhh, be specific, you two made a lot of admissions." Rachel replied.

"Well...Alan said that he would be up for it if you showed up with a strap-on and wanted to fuck him in the ass, what about that?"

Rachel smiled. "Mmmm, Alan, you dirty boy. I'd be all about it, I would happily fuck your ass." She told him.

Alan suddenly was afraid. "Uhh..."

"Don't worry Alan, I'd be gentle. Currently, you can barely take my fingers, I wouldn't try and force something that big on you without some preparation and care."

"Uhh, thanks?"

"Oh, stop being so weird about it. You've already had my ass before, I think it's only fair that I have a shot at yours."

"I've never done anal before, is it good?" Katie asked.

"Oh yeah, it's good. Not as good as a pussy fuck, but it's pretty good, especially with Alan here. He's pretty careful and gentle. I had to beg him to start pounding me hard because he was afraid of hurting me the first time we did. He's sweet like that though, and I don't mind at all."

"Now I'm surprised. Why haven't you done anal? You seem to be quite the experimental type, I'd thought that you would have tried it by now?" Alan finally got to ask a question.

Katie shook her head. "No. Like I said earlier, I've never found someone who I could fully trust."

"I won't make any promises, but maybe you'll find someone, someday. I hope you do, cause you seem pretty cool and fun to me." Rachel complimented Katie, causing her to blush a little again.

"Thanks. So, how do you feel about domination and submission?" Katie asked next.

"Well, it was pretty fun when I was with Caleb, though I was always the submissive one, so I really want to try my hand at being the dominate one. And we have a really good scenario going for us, I can be the big, bad, nasty vampire, and you can be the poor little human completely under my control." Rachel said seductively to Alan.

"Uhh, if you put it like that, you can do that to me anytime."

Katie felt a sense of envy at that moment. Why couldn't she have ever had such a cool and open boyfriend? If she had tried that with any of her previous boyfriends, she probably would have freaked them out. Then again, it was also true that she never asked.

"Okay, now what is your dirtiest fantasy?" Katie asked next.

Rachel went into thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Sorry, nothing really more outstanding than what you guys got. Well, strike that, I've fantasized of being a part of a bukkake."

"Bukkake?" Both asked at the same time.

"Mmmhmm. Not so much in the sense that I'm fucking thirty or so guys at once, but the idea that I'd be absolutely covered in cum from head to toe. Now that's the thought that gets me off. All of that delicious, warm, gooey, cream in every spot that I could imagine. I think I'd just play with it for hours, rubbing it everywhere, and feeling it pouring out of my mouth, ass, and pussy. Oooo, that sounds nice."

"Just how much do you love cum anyways?" Alan asked, noticing that Rachel has done that kind of thing before, well, rubbing his cum all over herself anyways.

"I absolutely love it. Not just man cum, I love woman cum too. I just love cum. I even love the word 'cum'. One could even go as far as to say that I have a cum fetish."

"What about you Katie?" Alan asked.

"Me? I love it too, though probably not as much as Rachel. Every now and again I like a douse of it on me, but for the most part, I either want to feel it in my pussy or to swallow it. And I haven't had a woman's cum before, aside from mine, which I've learned to like. Now that just leaves you." Katie answered.

"Oh, uh, sorry. I mean, I like the taste of a woman's cum I guess, but that's about it. Rachel got me to taste our mixed juices before, but I was kind of put off about it. So I'm kind of boring in that aspect."

Katie shrugged. "It's kind of an acquired taste, but one you have to be willing to acquire as well. But I'll be honest, I think it would be hot if a man liked to taste himself. Then, we could swap his cum after I give him a blowjob. I personally would go nuts if a man could do that."

Rachel's face lit up. "Oh, I'm definitely going to push for that a little more, I hope you're ready Alan. Thanks Katie, that's a great idea I haven't even considered before."

"You're welcome, glad I can help."

Oh boy, Alan sighed to himself.

"What do you think, Alan?" Rachel asked.

"Uhh....well...since it's for you...I guess I could give it more of a try."

Katie felt that twinge of envy again. She had tried to kiss her boyfriends in the past after giving them a blowjob, only to be turned down every time. Now Katie knew for sure that Alan was a rare and special lover that she wished she could have.

Alan saw that Katie had gone into thought, which didn't look like the happiest of thoughts. "Katie? You allright back there?"

"Yeah...just thinking..." She drifted.

"What's wrong? We've been sharing everything up to this point. Is something the matter?" Rachel asked.

"Well..."

"It's okay. Whatever it is, you can say it."

"I was just wishing that I could have Alan. He's a special man that I wish I could have, or at least, someone open like him. I really envy you, Rachel."

"Oh. There's nothing wrong with that, why were you worried about admitting that?" Rachel asked.

"Well, I just didn't want you guys to worry that I might try to steal Alan or something. I don't want to come between you two, I can clearly see that what you two have is very special, and I don't want to ruin that."

"That's sweet of you to say, and it's nice to know that you have that kind of mindset, so I don't think I have to worry about that happening. I know that Alan, for sure, wouldn't do anything to hurt me. That's why we've come as far as we have, and that's why I love him so much."

"I love you too, Rachel." Alan added.

Katie smiled. Even though she was envious, she was also happy for the both of them. It's a somewhat rare and very beautiful thing to see two people just so well tuned with each other.

"Now let's get back to the sex questions. You're right Katie, this is fun." Rachel said. "Although, like you guys, I'm getting pretty turned on as well." She added.

"Yeah, that's the draw back, all of this talk of sex makes you really want it."

Rachel began to form an idea, feeling adventurous. "Katie, up for joining me?"

"Joining you?"

Alan noticed out of the corner of his eye that Rachel was pulling her pants off, and alarm bells went off in his head.

"Wanna masturbate?"

Katie didn't expect this. "Here? Now?"

"Sure. I really need to cum, and I'm guessing that you do as well. I figured it would be more fun if we could do it together."

"What about me?" Alan asked.

"You're driving."

"Well, yeah, but. You're also asking Katie to masturbate in front of me as well."

"Well, don't you think Katie should be concerned with that instead of you? I'm not concerned if you watch her. Hell, we've watched porn together, so I wouldn't mind if you watched her."

"Uh, I guess..."

"Don't worry, after we're done, I'll take care of you. I'm not going to leave you completely out to dry this time. I just want to bond a little with Katie. So, how about it, you up for it?"

Katie's eyes glance between Alan and Rachel. "Well, this feels a little awkward. I mean, we've been talking about it, but, this feels like we're kind of taking a big step."

"Well, would you rather be horny for the next few hours with lots of dirty thoughts in your mind? It's okay whether you want to do it or not. But, I'm definitely doing it, so the choice is yours." Rachel said, her pants now off and awaiting Katie's answer.

Katie shrugged, but smiled. "I'm in."

"Cool. You know, I've never actually masturbated with someone else before, so this is going to be a first for me."

"It's a first for me as well." Katie said as she began to take off her pants.

"Okay, now first, Alan, make sure we're not right next to someone so people don't start seeing what Katie and I are doing, got it?"

Alan's brain was barely functioning at this point. "Uhh, okay." He responded. "Actually, can we just pull over? I'm really not sure I want to try and drive while this is going on. I mean, I'll be trying to watch both you guys and the road at the same time."

"I suppose we could, but I'd rather keep going on the road for as long as we can. I also understand that this is mean to you, which is why I'm offering to take care of you after we're finished. And if you really feel like you're missing out, perhaps Katie would be up for showing you what you missed while I take care of you."

"Uhhh...really? What do you mean by that?"

"Exactly what I said. If Katie wants, she can sit somewhere where you can stare at her pussy while I take care of you. I'm sure it'll be a nice sight, since it'll be a pussy fresh from a nice cum. What about it Katie, up for that if necessary? Again, I won't mind. As Alan told you, I've been his only other real woman that he's been with, so your pussy would only be the second live pussy that he's ever seen."

"Uhh, sure. If you guys don't mind, I guess I won't either. Hell, I'm about to masturbate right here in front of both of you." Katie responded, her pants now off.

"Okay. Now, another thing. Katie, I don't care who you fantasize about, even if it's Alan. If you want to picture Alan fucking you or sucking your pussy or cry out his name, that's fine with me. I also don't mind if you fantasize about me as well. In fact, I think I'd like it more if you fantasized about either of us, whoever it may be."

"Okay." Katie acknowledged. "But who are you going to be fantasizing about?" Katie asked, curious.

"To tell you the truth, I won't be fantasizing anything. I'm going to be fully enjoying the moment, knowing that you're right behind me, rubbing what I'm sure is a sweet and nice pussy, in fact..." Rachel turned, and glanced at Katie's naked legs. Katie got the idea, and spread her legs, revealing to Rachel her cleanly shaved, red, and aroused lips. They were glistening and puffy as well, showing that she was clearly aroused.

Rachel smiled and licked her lips, enticing Katie a little more by taking a hand and spreading her lips apart, revealing the very wet passage that led inside her. "Yep. A very nice and sweet pussy. I'd eat that any day." Rachel turned back into her seat, but didn't see Katie follow through.

"Well, you just showed me yours, come up here and see mine." Rachel offered, throwing her legs on the dashboard to give Katie the best view possible as Katie leaned forward. Rachel saw that Katie stared at her pussy with a lust filled expression.

"Nice, right?" Rachel asked. Katie merely nodded, which Rachel took as a good response. Rachel put her legs back down, which Katie took as a sign to sit back in her own seat.

Alan's brain nearly malfunctioned during this exchange. It's a good thing he was trying to keep a healthy distance away from all other vehicles while this was going on. He probably would have crashed into someone if he didn't.

"Ready?" Rachel asked.

"Oh yeah." Katie answered.

With that, both of them reached down and began rubbing themselves, and both of them humming their pleasure as they did so.

"Katie?" Rachel asked, her voice sultry.

"Yeah?" Katie responded, her voice dreamy.

"Are you a vocal person, or more the quiet type?"

"Vocal."

"Mmm, good. So that means if I ask you how hot you are at the idea of both of us rubbing our very wet pussies like this..."

"Yeah, I'll tell you just how fucking horny I am right now, and how wet I am for this."

Rachel moaned, increasing her pace. "Oh, God, it's sooo fucking good. Sooo fucking sexy."

"Fuck yeah. Jesus, I never thought that touching myself with someone could be so fucking hot." Katie sighed.

To Alan's surprise, for the next few moments, both of them went silent. The only thing that could be heard was their heavy breathing, along with moans of pleasure. It then occurred to Alan that this was exactly what they wanted to hear at the moment. It didn't stay silent for long.

"Ooo. Just thinking of you back there, stroking that sweet pussy of yours is making my own pussy throb. Ahhhh."

"Ah, yeah. I love it! Aaaa, fuck! Rub that pussy for me! Make that pussy throb for me!"

"Oooo, fuck, yessss. You're, ah, aggressive, but you'd better be making your pussy throb for me. You'd better be making that pussy feel really good for me!"

"Shit! Oh yeah, my pussy's throbbing for you. God, it's so wet! Ahh, maybe, ah, our pussies can meet up and give each other some good fucking kisses."

"Mmmm, it's a date. Oooo, I just got even more wet thinking about it. Mmmm, fuck! Jes-ah! Soo fucking good!"

Each of them had picked up their pace, and were going at high speeds. Alan, on the other hand, could already feel the stain in his pants. This was both awesome, and torture! He did feel a little bad that he was being completely left out at the moment. Well, Rachel did say that this was more of a bonding between the two of them.

Katie, who had been turned on for a lot longer, started reaching her peak before Rachel could.

"Oh, God, Rachel! I'm gonna cum! My pussy is gonna cum for you!" Katie cried out.

Rachel reluctantly slowed down and turned to watch Katie, whose eyes were closed.

"Open your eyes." Rachel told Katie, who did so, meeting Rachel's altered eyes.

"Now make that pussy cum for me. Make yourself cum. Make it feel good. Cum for me while I watch."

The first time Katie saw those eyes, it was a frightening sight. But now, with those eyes filled with so much lust, they were irresistible. Katie realized that she would do anything for that gaze.

Katie closed her eyes, and unleashed the last of her strength upon herself, more determined to make herself cum.

"Fuck, ah, I'm gonna ah, I'm, I'm, I...OOOOO GOOOOOD YESSSSSSS!!!!!" Katie hissed as she tensed up as the dam broke, and the pleasure crashed through her. Katie twisted and tightened as her orgasm hit her, thrusting herself into her fingers for several moments until she went limp and sighed loudly. All of this was done under Rachel's watchful eyes.

"Mmmm....fuck....that was....goood. God." Katie sighed, smiling, with half opened and dreamy eyes, which turned to Rachel, who was smiling a lust filled smile.

"I...never thought that....masturbating....with someone...could feel sooo good. I'll do that again...anytime." Katie breathed out, then smiled back at Rachel.

"Now it's your turn." Katie said to Rachel, who, without a word, turned around, and reached down for her aching pussy once again.

Katie leaned forward, and watched Rachel as her fingers returned to work, and Katie's eyes drifted between watching her fingers below, and the expressions on Rachel's face.

Rachel opened her eyes, and partway turned to Katie. "You can, ah, touch me if you want. Mmmphh, or hold me, or just do anything you want...fuck! It feels sooo good!"

Katie smiled, and with her left hand, reached down to rub Rachel's thigh, while the right hand went over to Rachel's right breast, pressing underneath the shirt. Katie quickly recognized that Rachel wasn't wearing a bra, but shoved that thought aside, and began to fondle the bare flesh.




The Loners Ch. 10



"Ahhhh, fuck yeah! Sssoooo gooood! I-it's sooo good! I love it! I LOVE IT!" Rachel cried out, her head completely turning to the side.

Katie, however, had one more thing in mind. Katie leaned in, and began to kiss Rachel's lips. Rachel was surprised at first, not expecting it, but then eagerly and hungrily kissed back.

"I, ah...am sorry! You, fuck, didn't get...touched at all....ah!" Rachel managed in between both moans and kisses

"Mmm, that's okay. Next time I masturbate, I'll give you a call." Katie said, then returned to kissing Rachel.

A few times, Alan almost hit another object, whether it would be the railing, or another car. To help him focus, he kept his eyes on the other drivers to see if they were watching or saw anything. They didn't, or if they did, they didn't show it. However, that didn't change the fact that Alan felt like he was going to explode, or implode, or something of that nature.

"Oooo, my, ah shit! Pussy, fuck, is gonna cum. Fuck! Katie! I'm gonna cum for you!" Rachel cried out, again in between moans and kisses.

"Mmmm, that's it Rachel. Make that pussy cum! Make that pussy cum for me just like I did for you. Now share it with me, share it with me as you make that pussy cum!" Katie urged Rachel on, and clamped her lips completely on Rachel's, ensuring that their lips would not separate for the duration of the moment.

Spurred on by Katie's words, Rachel furiously stroked herself, possessed, and all too soon, tensed up, and the waves of pleasure flowed freely. Rachel rode out her orgasm similar to the way Katie had, the difference being that she moaned openly into Katie's mouth, and also thrusted her chest into Katie's hand as she thrust her pulsing pussy into her fingers.

Rachel then gave out a breath and relaxed, sharing a few more soft kisses with Katie before she opened her eyes and stared into Katie's, her eyes now normal again.

"Mmmmm, you're right. That was good." Rachel breathed out, and she kissed Katie one more time before Katie returned to her seat.

Rachel then turned to Alan. "You and I are definitely going to have to do that some time." She said to him.

"Fine with me, you looked like you enjoyed yourself quite a bit."

Rachel giggled. "Mmmm, you bet I did."

Alan glanced up at Katie. "You looked like you had fun as well."

Katie nodded. "Oh yeah."

Without provocation, Rachel reached down and gripped Alan's painfully hard cock. "Mmmm, seems like you've been enjoying the show as well. Alright, now go ahead and pull over at the next rest stop and I'll take care of this monster."

The next rest stop turned out to be a little ways yet. Rachel continued to play with Alan, eventually helping to undo and pull his pants down slightly. Alan's steel hard cock sprang up from it's confines for some much needed air, and to Rachel's delight, was already leaking precum. She merely swirled it around the tip, for if she licked it, she might cause Alan to twitch, and since he was driving, that would be a bad thing.

Rachel turned and saw Katie's eyes wandering, trying to resist looking at what Rachel was doing. Yes, she did just masturbate with Rachel, and yes, Alan did just watch her do so, she wasn't sure how exactly she could interact with Alan, and wanted to wait for Rachel's permission.

Rachel smiled at Katie's patience and understanding, reading her thoughts. "Katie, it's okay, you can look."

Upon hearing this, Katie immediately turned to Alan's crotch, and leaned over so that she could see. Katie's mouth hung slightly open in desire, and Alan's cock throbbed under the gazes that it was under, as though advertising itself. A little more precum dribbled out as Rachel held the angry cock at it's base. She moved it slightly, turning and bending it so that Katie could get a view of every inch that Alan had to offer.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Rachel said seductively to Katie, who nodded, emitting a small purr.

Rachel then turned back to Alan's cock. "And I'm going to suck it dry, I can't wait!"

"Well, we're approaching a rest stop now, so you won't have to." Alan informed Rachel as he did so.

Alan made sure to park in a reclusive spot, away from other cars and people. Rachel gripped and began stroking Alan when they stopped.

"Now, I'm having a hard time deciding. Katie, do you want to see this beautiful cock shoot cum for us? Or do you want to see me suck it dry, and perhaps, even watch Alan and I swap his cum between us?"

"Uhhhh..."

"Oh, definitely the second one, especially if you two swap his cum."

"Uhhh..."

"Please Alan? I've never seen or even heard of two lovers who do that. It would be so awesome to see, and I'd bet that Rachel will love it."

"I most certainly would."

"Well..."

"Please?" Both girls begged, forcing Alan to sigh.

"Allright, I'll try it."

"Yes!" Both girls squealed, and Rachel went to work, and slurped on Alan a few times before she came up.

"That's right, we need a look out, no sense in letting us get busted."

"I'll do it, so both of you can enjoy the blowjob." Katie offered as Rachel returned to Alan's cock and began vigorously sucking on it.

Alan sighed gratefully as Rachel's warm and wet mouth worked his cock like the pro that she was, and he knew he wasn't going to last long.

"R-Rachel..." Alan uttered.

Rachel lifted up a few inches, stopping for a moment. "Katie, he's gonna cum. Quick, come here and get a good look!" Rachel said quickly and returned to finish the job.

Katie leaned as close as he could, and when Rachel felt Alan's body language show the familiar signs of his impending release, Rachel separated her mouth and hovered mere inches over his cock, and stroked him furiously.

Alan tensed and twitched as his orgasm crashed through him, and he thrusted his cock into Rachel's hands, aiming for her hovering mouth. Katie watched closely as Alan's cock tensed up and shot the first burst of cum into Rachel's awaiting mouth. It then pulsed and shot a second load, and it was here that Rachel descended on Alan's cock, claiming the rest of his cum for herself.

Alan gave his last few spurts and drops he had left, and he fell into his seat, sighing contently.

Rachel disengaged herself from Alan's cock, her mouth still full of his cum, and she tapped Alan to get his attention.

Alan turned and saw Rachel waiting with an expecting smile.

"Ummm, what if I don't like it or spit it out as a reflex?"

Rachel shrugged, telling him that at least he was willing to try.

Katie saw Rachel's response. "Rachel's right, at least you tried it."

Alan took a few deep breaths, preparing himself. "Okay, I'm ready." He said at last, as both Rachel and Katie leaned in close.

Rachel lifted her hands and put them on Alan's cheeks, and slowly lifted herself above Alan's lips so that he turned a little upward. Rachel then smiled, and Alan knew what she wanted him to do, and he opened his mouth, awaiting what Rachel was going to give him.

Rachel aimed carefully before opening her tongue and sticking it out, which was covered with Alan's cum, and allowed it to flow out. The travel wasn't very far, and immediately fell into Alan's mouth, allowing Katie to see that he actually took it, and then Rachel's lips descended onto Alan's own lips. Katie was breathing heavy and had moaned at the sight.

Rachel lowered herself to an even level with Alan as they kissed. Alan had been a trooper. Although he decided that he didn't taste that bad, his first reflex was to try and spit it out, but he went through and fought his reflexes, allowing the moment to happen.

After a few good kisses, Rachel pulled Alan above her, and Alan got the message to give all of his cum back to her. They broke the kiss and Alan did so, which Rachel swallowed completely.

It had turned out, surprisingly, to be a very emotional moment for both Alan and Rachel. Alan, with this act, showed once again just how dedicated and trusting he was to Rachel. That she could ask something like this of him, and he would do it for her. 

For Alan, the moment had shown just how much Rachel believed in him. That she could open herself up to him with anything she had, and he would accept it.

"God. That was hot...and beautiful. You guys are amazing!" Katie exclaimed, breaking the short trance. Both Alan and Rachel turned to her.

"Thank you." They both replied, and Rachel took her place back in her seat, leaning up against the window, and Alan took that as a sign that they should get back on the road.

For some time, they had remained silent, each of them reflecting on the very special moment that just passed.



The Loners Ch. 11



I think it's only fair if I note that this will be the last chapter that has any sex in it for a little while. Considering the events that will unfold, I couldn't exactly fit any erotic scenes in, and I didn't want to add in random scenes that had no relevance to the plot. Not to worry, there will be, but just not for the next three or four chapters. So for that, I apologize. 

I would also like to thank everyone for their comments and votes thus far, be it praise or criticism, and I continue to welcome opinions. Enjoy! 

*****

Lord Caleb had not been sitting idly the entire time that he first realized that Rachel had vanished. He had his people searching hard for the girl. Two weeks. Two fucking weeks, and the bitch continued to evade him. There simply had been no trace to follow. Sure, random individuals here and there say they spotted her, but there was little to no truth in such claims.

Even if she had stayed in the States, and didn't managed to sneak aboard some sort of transportation out of the country, that was still two weeks that she could have constantly changed locations. He just simply did not have the manpower to scour the entire country for the little cunt.

Even if he could channel all of his resources to search for her, there were a few problems with that. One, he still wouldn't have enough to be able to turn every little possible lead. Two, it would ruin his current power bases, which require constant attention. And lastly, there would be Lord Christian to deal with.

Lord Christian would not react well if Lord Caleb had sent a large force into his territory, and may even suspect treachery. Regardless of the situation, Lord Caleb still had to play politics, and abide by the various rules.

To add insult to injury, the other Vampire Lords have been openly mocking him for being unable to control his own clan. Sure, there were defections here and there on occasion, but these were lower level vampires that defected, not one of the Lord's personal toys. Vampires who had direct contact with the Lords of their clans almost never defected, and Rachel's departure showed a weakness on Lord Caleb's part.

He vowed that he would find her, and the longer she remained missing, the more ideas Lord Caleb came up with to do to her once he finally got his hands on her. She couldn't possibly evade him forever.

*****

They had finally arrived in Montana. Night had fallen, and now that they were here, Alan wasn't sure what they should do or where they should go.

Rachel and Katie were both awake, although the drive had remained silent for the most part.

"So, now that we're here...what now?" Alan asked, breaking the silence.

"Let's find a really cheap motel and stay overnight. To be honest, I could use a good rest after driving non-stop for two whole days." Rachel suggested.

"I guess that'll work. What about you Katie? You alright with that?" Alan asked.

Katie merely shrugged. "Fine with me."

"We're not getting separate rooms. We'll all be in one room, are you sure you're okay with that?" Rachel asked.

Katie nodded. "Yeah, it's fine. Hell, I just masturbated in front of you guys a little while ago, why would I be worried about sharing a room with you?"

It was Rachel's turn to shrug. "Any number of reasons."

Katie shook her head. "You don't have to worry about me with things like that. I mean, I do owe you guys my life after all, which I never really acknowledged or thanked you for."

"You don't have to, it really was an accident that we found you." Rachel responded.

"Even still, I feel that I owe you. You guys could have just as easily ditched me, killed me, or even fed off of me. Instead, despite the burden, you guys took me in, helped me, and welcomed me into your lives. On top of that, you two opened up to me completely, and shared some very special moments with me that I am only too proud to have been a part of."

"Well, that was because I was horny, and I really enjoy sex."

"True, but I think you're being modest. I doubt that you just randomly walk up to people and say 'hey, wanna masturbate with me?' or 'wanna see me blow my lover?'. No, the both of you took the time to share your thoughts and secrets with me, and made me feel comfortable, almost like we were lovers or something."

Alan saw out of the corner of his eye that Rachel was slightly blushing in embarrassment. It was also true that he was blushing a little as well.

"It's just too bad that we couldn't have met under better circumstances, that's the only regret I have."

"Yeah." Rachel responded, her mind drifting.

The car became silent once more. This was the first time that it had been voiced just how quickly and how much Katie had been drawn into Alan and Rachel's lives. It was a bit of an extreme, almost as extreme with how fast Alan and Rachel had become attached to one another.

Rachel wasn't sure that she liked it. It was actually bad for her that she was becoming quickly attached to almost every one she was running into. First Alan, and now Katie. This was an oddity that she hadn't been expecting when she first left Caleb. Rachel had been alone almost all of her life, both her life as a human and as a vampire.

Sure, she had friends here and there, and some female lovers, but Rachel had remained detached and distant. Now, however, she was becoming easily attached. She wondered if it was out of desperation, a need to connect with others. Or maybe it was because of her situation, and that she didn't want to face it all alone. Or perhaps, these were simply people that she could learn to love.

Rachel knew without a doubt that she loved Alan. She had already tried to question and even fight it once before, only to discover that she couldn't. But now there was Katie. Rachel didn't know what really prompted her to reach out to Katie in the way that she did. Did she just simply pity the poor girl and her situation? Or was she developing feelings for her?

If that's the case, then that drastically complicates things. Once again, her abrupt feelings don't make sense. Why was she developing these feelings so easily, and so quickly? And just where could Katie fit into the equation? Should she begin to regret becoming close to her? Just where was all of this going? Just where could it go?

More importantly, what did Alan or even Katie think of all of this? Sure, Katie just voiced some of her feelings, but was that it? Was there more? Rachel found herself going in circles, distressed. Her entire life, she never really had such feelings. And when she began to have feelings for Alan, it had been simple. It would just be the two of them. However, Katie now made things really complex. Perhaps she was reading into it too much. Perhaps she should refrain from being so open with Katie. So many questions and 'ifs' but no answers.

It was true that Katie had held back some of her thoughts. It had started with Alan. Here was a man, on the run with his lover, and had no reason or obligation whatsoever to open up to her. Yet, that's exactly what he did. It wasn't like he opened up to her by declaring his love for her, no, he opened up to her and offered friendship. He offered her to become a part of his life, someone that she could speak to, and share secrets and feelings with. He willingly told her his secrets, proving that he was willing to open up, and be a friend.

Given Alan's history from what they had told her, Alan was a rather private individual and hardly opened up to anyone. Yet, he had taken the time to do so for her sake. Although it was mostly sex that they had talked about, he had also shared some of his deeper feelings and thoughts with her. He didn't have to, but that's what he did, and Katie, who normally doesn't share her secrets either, did so as well.

Katie wasn't sure what really prompted her to do so. Even with her former lovers that she had, she had never been this open with them. Alan, though, had made it seem so easy and safe to do so with him. Katie truly was envious of Rachel, for having a relationship with such an honest and open person.

Now, there was Rachel. Like Alan, she didn't have to open up to Katie at all. She could have just sat there the entire time and said nothing. Yet, she didn't either. Like Alan, she had taken the time to open up to Katie, and shared her thoughts and feelings just like Alan did. Rachel had even taken it one step further, not offering sex, but just to masturbate together. That was something that was almost never done, even among lovers.

Katie wasn't sure what prompted her to accept Rachel's proposal. Sure, she was horny at the time, but, she had been in similar situations before and was fully capable of just saying no. Yet, she didn't. At that point, they had shared so much together that Katie felt perfectly comfortable with the idea. That she could do what she did, and feel perfectly comfortable knowing that Alan and Rachel wouldn't try to take advantage of her. Hell, they didn't even really try to press the idea, Rachel had simply suggested it, and Alan had even tried to discourage it a little.

The situation as a whole didn't make much sense, but Katie knew at this point that Alan and Rachel were probably the best friends she could ever have.

Alan was the least confused of the three. Sure, he and Katie had opened up to one another, but, his dedication and heart belonged to Rachel. Whatever Rachel wanted or felt, that's what Alan concerned himself with.

As for Katie, Alan didn't necessarily write her off. In fact, Alan felt that she now was a really close friend, one that he could confine his feelings and thoughts with. He could even go as far as to say that he may have started to develop residual feelings for her. But it was Rachel who held his heart, and that was it. Even still, he would feel better if he told Rachel exactly how he felt about Katie, rather than just let it hang in the air.

Their thoughts unknowingly arrive to the same conclusion. All three of them decided that when they got settled into whatever motel they were going to stay at, that they would admit their feelings and thoughts.

It didn't take too long to find one such place, thanks to the GPS, and pulled into the parking lot. Katie bolted out of the car and stretched before Alan could even turn off the car.

"Aaaahhh, finally! God, I need to stretch." She said, doing so.

Rachel silently opened the glove box and grabbed the gun and bullets. Stashing them on her person where it wouldn't be noticed, she stepped out, stretching as well. Alan was the last one out, and together, they went to the reception desk.

The middle aged clerk at the desk kindly accepted cash and gave them a single room with two beds, and the three silently made their way to the room.

"Whew! Even though I just kind of slept most of that ride, I'm still beat!" Katie exclaimed, falling on the bed as Rachel took the gun out and put it and the bullets in a reclusive part of the room.

"Yeah, I'm pretty beat too." Alan said tiredly, yawning to prove that point.

"Hey Alan? There's something I think we should talk about. This concerns you as well, Katie." Rachel said seriously, catching their attention.

They sat down, and Rachel began.

"Look...a lot happened in the car. And honestly, a lot of it doesn't make sense, and I think we should take the time to clear a few things up on where we all stand. I'd like to start by saying that I'm typically not a person who develops fast bonds with others. You said it almost perfectly, Katie. I'm not the type of person who acts so openly with others. So for me to open up to you the way I did...well...let's just say that it's gotten complicated for me."

Rachel paused for a moment, gathering her thoughts and words.

"I really wasn't expecting it. I thought it was just something fun that I could do real quick. I mean, I've done these kinds of things with others before, and I've never felt an attachment to them. But this is different. Just like with Alan, even though we've been together for such a short time, and again, you said it almost perfectly. I kind of look at you as someone I'm really close to now, like a lover."

"I don't know if it's because of the situation, or maybe deep down I'm just a desperate individual looking for bonds, but...I do know that this can create a lot of problems. To put it bluntly, I feel as though we're developing a love triangle. It doesn't mean I've stopped loving Alan, but, it does mean that I can start to include you as a major part of my life now."

Rachel turned to Alan specifically. "It really isn't fair to you. I'm supposed to be exclusive to you, and you only. However, Katie...she just kind of started sneaking in before I realized it."

Katie's head fell. "I'm sorry. I've never really had anyone in my life that I could trust so completely, so I jumped at the chance to become a part of your lives once I found out how trustworthy you guys are."

"I've only known you for a day or so, but, I feel like I can trust you with my life and my deepest secrets, some of which I've already shared. It wasn't my intention to start making things complicated. Lastly, though, I really have no one else to turn to anymore. As you said, Rachel, I'm kind of stuck with you guys from now on."

Rachel turned to Katie. "I know, you've said that you didn't want to come between us several times. That's one of the reasons why I've started becoming strongly attached to you."

"You're a well meaning and honest person, like Alan. And like you, I've gone most of my life without having anyone to really trust, so when it happened, I kind of wanted to bond with you."

"And you're right, the only people we have left is each other. So, it's kind of natural for us to want to become close, rather than handle this situation alone and separately. Especially since we've found that we can trust each other. But, what are your feelings on this? You've admitted your thoughts, but what do you feel about me?"

"Just as what I said. It's true that I've never been with a woman, much less develop any kind of feelings towards one, but, it's also like you said. You're someone that I trust freely and completely. It's kind of hard to trust someone so completely without developing some kind of emotional attachment."

Both girls then thought of Alan, and turned to him, who had remained silent.

"What's your take on this?" Rachel asked. Alan suddenly felt apprehensive as the spotlight fixated on him.

"Uhhh..." He hadn't really quite comprehended everything yet, and the room went silent as both Katie and Rachel watched him go deep into thought.

Finally, he spoke. "Uh, look, this is all kind of weird to me. I have no idea what to make of all of this or how I should react. If you were saying this to another man, I would be flipping out for sure. But...I'm kind of holding a double standard now, like Caleb did for you. No, you can't be with another man, but you can be with another woman?"

"I won't lie, what happened in the car doesn't bother me. Hell, it was pretty hot. At the same time though, I feel like now I'm going to be competing with Katie here for a place in your heart."

"That's not-"

Alan raised his hand, stopping Rachel.

"I know you said you didn't stop loving me. The fact that you brought this up before things could go any further shows that you care about what I feel. But, let's think about it. Over a period of time, who will you have stronger feelings for. Me? Or her? You can't honestly answer that here and now can you?"

Rachel remained still, waiting for Alan to finish his thoughts.

Alan then sighed. "But...I can't say anything either. Who knows? Parents learn to love all of their children, no matter how many they have. Who's to say that we can't have a working love triangle between the three of us? I won't lie, I've started to become attached to Katie as well. It's like you guys have been saying, I see her as someone I can trust completely, and we've already shared quite a few things together."

The room went silent once more, as though Alan was giving the floor to someone else. It was Rachel who stepped up next.

"Alan...there's no competition. To me, you will always come first, period. Unlike Katie, you purposefully chose to stay with me, despite the dangers involved. In this case, I won't even press you to try. If you want me to choose between you or Katie, you have every right to do so, and the answer will be you. In fact, it's not even a choice for me."

Alan sighed again. "I...I don't know. I'm kind of being a guy at the same time. I mean, what guy would pass up a chance to be able to sleep with two women at the same time? This should be a man's wet dream."

Katie spoke up this time. "But you're not the kind of person who focuses on sex only. If you were, I doubt Rachel or I would even be talking about this with you. More than that though, I think I'm correct in saying that all three of us are tempted in the same manner, and that's how this discussion got started."

"But, this triangle will only work if all three of us are willing to work it. I can accept being secondary to the two of you, because I know that even if that's the case, you two will still care about me. But, I have no problem if you feel uncomfortable about it, and I won't get in the way if you decide you don't want to try it. Rachel's right, you have every right to say no if you want to."

Alan sighed again. "And I thought that this wasn't confusing to me..."

Rachel smiled a small smile, and patted Alan on his knee. "It's okay. You've never been presented with such a situation before. If you want, we can stop talking about this and we'll wait until you make your decision. Katie and I will accept whatever you choose, right Katie?"

Katie nodded. "Absolutely."

Alan's eyes wandered as the room fell silent again, until Alan spoke.

"I feel like no matter what I choose, it could be bad. If I say no, I wonder if you two will resent me for it over time, and I feel like if I say yes, then I may become secondary to the two of you."

"No!" Rachel said.

"Absolutely not!" Katie followed with.

"Alan." Rachel spoke. "You probably are the largest piece to our puzzle, there's no question that you are to me. The two of us aren't going to simply write you off like that."

Katie nodded in agreement. "You're not giving yourself enough credit. It was you who willingly opened up first, and allowed me in. If anything, like Rachel, my attachment to you is stronger that my attachment to her, as odd as it may seem at the moment. And will we not resent you for saying no. Rachel and I have already said that we'd accept either answer, and neither of us will resent you for saying no. We accept that it's a difficult choice, and we understand that you're worried about the temptations involved."

The room fell silent again. Alan had heard such pretty words before that had meant nothing. But, at the same time, he knew that he should easily be able to trust Rachel. The two of them had been through a lot together, and like him, she had made the choice to stay with him as well, despite the danger.

The more Alan thought about it, the more it became clear that he should have more faith in Rachel, and Katie as well. This discussion, after all, had started because the two of them were concerned with the implications of what was happening. They also clearly were concerned with what Alan had thought about this. Perhaps he should just do what he normally doesn't do, and go for the leap of faith.

Alan nodded. "Okay." He said finally. "I uh, guess I'll trust the two of you...so, what now?"

"Are you sure, Alan?" Rachel asked.

Alan nodded again. "Yeah. I mean, you and I have been through a lot so far, so if I can't trust you completely by now, then everything we have done will have no meaning."

Rachel smiled and threw her arms around Alan. "Thank you. Thank you for having faith in me." She whispered to him. Rachel then broke the hug as quickly as she initiated it.




The Loners Ch. 11



"Okay!" Rachel exclaimed, clasping her hands together excitedly. "To celebrate, you two should have sex." She said with a playful grin.

Both Alan and Katie looked at her with surprised looks, and Rachel raised an eyebrow in response.

"What? Isn't this the kind of thing what we were just talking about?"

"Uhh..."

"Well, I don't think Alan and I really expected anything so quickly...and I also haven't taken my pill for a while either..."

Rachel's grin immediately vanished. "Shit! I didn't think about that!" Rachel exclaimed.

"Well...what do you use for protection?" Katie asked.

"Vampires...can't reproduce. Not in that fashion anyway." Alan answered.

"What? But then..."

"They can turn other humans, but they can't give birth themselves." Alan explained.

"Oh...so then, Rachel will never have a child of her own!?" Katie asked, the realization dawning on her.

Alan shook his head. "No. We will never have our own real child, no matter what." Alan responded, somewhat sadly.

"That's...sad. That you two can never have your own real family."

Rachel had joined in at this point. "For me, it's been like that for sixty two years, so, I've gotten used to the idea. But it's still depressing to think about from time to time."

Rachel then sighed, annoyed. "Well, I guess I can go out real quick and pick up something for the two of you. I'm just annoyed for the both of you on this. Dammit! I had the perfect plan to get you two going!" Rachel pouted.

"S-sorry..." Katie said, her eyes on the ground.

"It's not your fault. In fact, I'm glad you brought it up. You getting pregnant would have caused big problems for us." Rachel said, standing.

"Well, I'll get going. You two go ahead and play a little until I get back. You two have any allergies or something?" Rachel asked.

"No."

Katie was silent, drifting in thought.

"Katie!" Rachel said, catching her attention. "Something on your mind?" Rachel asked.

"Oh, uh, allergies, no." Katie said, shaking her head.

Rachel raised an eyebrow, and Katie knew she was going to have to share.

"Well...I was just thinking..." Katie began. "And...well, I'm not saying right now, obviously. But maybe, somewhere down the road, if we can, you two are welcome to raise my child with me."

Both Rachel and Alan stared at Katie, stunned. Katie's head shrank into her shoulders, a little embarrassed. "I mean, at this point, we're kind of a family right? And I know it's way too early to be talking about it, but I'm serious. That's how much you two mean to me, that I can tell you here and now that if I have a child, I would love for the two of you to help me raise it like it was your own."

Silence fell into the room as the words hung into the air. Rachel then silently approached Katie, causing Katie to raise her head. Without a word, Rachel lifted Katie up to her height, and planted a deep kiss on the lips. When they broke, Rachel was beaming in gratitude, and even had a tear in her eye.

"On one condition. If Alan is the father of that child of yours." Rachel whispered. "Trust me. If that's the case, you won't be a single mother, even though it'll look like it to outsiders. Alan and I won't abandon you, deal?"

Katie nodded. "Deal."

Rachel then turned to Alan. "How's that? Are you okay with that when the time is right?"

Alan nodded. "Yes. If that's what you want, I'll do it. I just hope that someday, we are able to have a real family like that."

Rachel then turned, and headed towards the door again. "Okay, I'll be back soon, you two go ahead and play until then." Rachel repeated, stepping outside.

Katie and Alan then faced each other.

"Actually, I think I'd rather wait until she gets back." Alan suggested.

Katie nodded in agreement. "So would I."

*****

Rachel returned in short order with the required tools, and was surprised to find Alan and Katie dressed, sitting in one of the beds together, and were watching TV.

"I thought I told you two that you could get started, or did you finish already?" Rachel asked.

"Actually, Katie and I decided to wait for you. One, we didn't want to take the chance of things slipping out of control, and two, we didn't want you to miss anything." Alan answered.

"Oh. Thanks, I appreciate that." Rachel said gratefully, pulling out the condoms and putting them nearby. She then sat in a chair and faced the two of them.

"Well, now that I'm here, you two can get started. To be really honest, I've actually been looking forward to this quite a bit, and I have no intention of doing anything other than watching." Rachel admitted. "I was actually afraid my eyes were going to change and freak someone out."

Alan turned to Rachel. "Are you sure you only want to watch? I mean, I feel as though you should be a part of this."

Rachel smiled. "Thanks, but I am a part of this. Real sex can be a beautiful thing to watch. Trust me, I'll be just fine. Now stop worrying about me and start worrying about having sex with Katie. If you don't hurry up, I'll rip your pants off and stick your cock in her for you." She finished in a menacing voice.

"Okay, okay! Jeez, you don't have to threaten me." Alan said defensively.

Katie giggled at the spectacle. She had the feeling that this arrangement between the three of them would actually work out just fine.

Rachel leaned back in the chair she was sitting in with an expectant smile on her face as Alan and Katie turned to one another, and slowly leaned in and lightly kissed.

Rachel watched as the kisses quickly multiplied, followed by Katie's hands cupping Alan's cheeks, and was humming into his mouth.

"He's a good kisser, isn't he?" Rachel asked, amused.

"Mmmhmm." Katie moaned, not daring to break the kisses. From Katie's perspective, 'good' was an underrated expression in this case. Alan was electric! He was igniting something deep down in Katie, and she became more aggressive in her kisses.

Alan easily responded, meeting her rising passion with his own, and their tongues danced between them easily, sending sparks through the two of them.

Katie pulled Alan down on top of her, and began grinding herself into him. Their kisses never relented, although they were now breathing more heavily. She made sure that Alan felt both her breasts and crotch as she grinded into him.

And Alan most certainly did, and it sent shivers up and down his spine. He felt his desire rise rapidly, yet, he also did not want to put an end to the kisses either.

It was Katie who finally did so, and Alan and Katie stared at each other breathlessly for a moment. Alan wasn't sure of what he wanted to do next, but Katie easily answered that question when she reached down and began to pull her shirt off, revealing her bra covered breasts. Alan realized that he was correct, and her breasts were probably bigger than Rachel's, and Rachel had quite a generous pair herself.

Alan sat up and did the same, and Katie found herself satisfied at the sight. Sure, he wasn't Mr. Muscles, but he definitely was not unattractive. That also could be easily forgotten considering how good of a kisser he was.

Rachel's breathing quickened when she saw Katie reach for the clasps of her bra. Sure, they were probably bigger than her own, but Rachel didn't feel jealous. Instead, she felt desire and curiosity. She wanted to see all of that cleavage and flesh spill out into the open, and that's exactly what happened when Katie unclasped her bra, allowing it to fall.

Katie felt the two pairs of eyes staring directly at her chest, and she smiled. It was kind of funny to see both Alan and Rachel stare at her with the same stupefied expression of desire. Yet, it also fed on her own desires, and she began taking deeper breaths. This caused her breasts to rise and fall, causing both Alan and Rachel's mouths to hang a little more open.

Katie decided to move things along and broke the spell by moving to take off her pants. Unlike before, she didn't bother teasing them, and in one swift peel, took off both her pants and her panties, leaving herself completely exposed. However, this didn't have the effect of moving the other two, and instead, they stared at her more intently.

Although Katie could live with this, she pointed at Alan's pants to remind him that they needed to go, and he shook of his stupefied expression, and like Katie, slipped everything off at once. Alan's cock immediately sprang into the air, and both Katie and Rachel licked their lips upon seeing it.

Rachel saw that Katie was now wearing a somewhat stupefied expression, and she grinned.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Rachel asked.

"Oh yeah." Katie nodded in agreement, and began crawling over to Alan, her eyes fixated on his cock.

Alan watched as Katie slowly made her way to him, reach out, and slowly wrap her hand around his cock. He sighed in contentment as she began to slowly stroke him.

It wasn't long before Katie couldn't resist the temptation, and slowly lowered her head to his cock, and licked the tip. Alan shivered at the sensation. Katie then continued to slowly lick him, and Alan moaned in pleasure, relishing the warm and wet tongue that was exploring him.

Katie then fully wrapped her lips and fully engulfed her mouth around his cock, and slowly began to bob up and down.

Rachel watched as Alan's eyes closed and was moaning from the slow blowjob he was receiving, and began undressing.

"So Alan, how is it?" Rachel asked Alan as she took her shirt off. Unlike Katie, Rachel didn't have a bra since that had been left behind, so her breasts immediately fell into the open.

"R...real fucking good." Alan answered. Rachel knew he wasn't the vocal type, and accepted his answer. Rachel however, was.

"I bet it is." She said as she began taking off her pants. "I bet having Katie's wet and warm lips wrapped around your cock feels really good, doesn't it?"

"Y-yeah."

Rachel pants had come off, and her hand traveled to her aching and wet pussy.

"Mmm, this is so hot to watch. I actually like watching you like this. Does it turn you on? Does it turn you on that one woman is giving you a blowjob while the other is watching?"

"Yes."

"And I bet Katie is a good cocksucker. I'd be willing to bet she's as good as me, isn't she?"

Alan didn't answer, not wanting to make that kind of comparison. Rachel saw this.

"It's okay to admit it. In fact, I hope she's good. I hope she's making you feel real good right now."

Katie, in response to the words spoken, actually began increasing her pace.

"Y-yeah, she's real fucking good."

Rachel began rubbing her swollen clit. "Good. You just go ahead and enjoy having her hot and wet mouth wrapped around your cock, sucking on it."

It was starting to become too much for Alan. "B-but..." The sensations had caused him to lose his voice.

Katie got the message, and disengaged herself from Alan, though she continued to slowly stroke him. She raised her eyes to his.

"I know you just told Rachel that I'm good, but I want you to tell me that."

Alan met Katie's eyes, and saw that they were full of desire. "Oh yeah, you're good."

"You don't need to be nice about it, you can tell me what a good and nasty cocksucker I am."

"Katie, he's not really like that. He's more of a silent lover, and not much of a dirty talker." Rachel informed Katie. Katie's eyes traveled to Rachel, which remained on her naked form for a few moments, then traveled back to Alan.

"That's fine. Actually, it was really hot that Rachel was talking dirty for you." Katie then turned to Rachel. "You don't mind, do you?" Katie asked Rachel, who smiled.

"Sure."

Katie then turned to Alan again. "Now let's see just how good of a pussy eater you are." She said, releasing Alan, and crawling backwards on the bed, laid down on her back, and her spread her legs open.

"Oh, no worries there. I hope you're ready to get blown away." Rachel said confidentially as Alan began taking his position.

"Oh, wait. Before you start." Rachel said quickly, and made her way over to Katie's open legs.

"I wanted to get a real good close up view before you started." Rachel explained, and she settled next to Alan.

Katie grinned, and decided to give these two a little show. She reached down, and spread her pussy, and both Alan and Rachel nearly drooled at the sight.

Rachel raised her head to meet Katie's eyes. "May I?" She asked. There was no way she was going to let such a good looking, puffy, red, and wet pussy escape without her at least touching and tasting it a little.

Katie let out a small laugh. "Do you need to ask?"

Rachel shrugged. "Seemed appropriate. I wasn't supposed to be doing anything." Rachel explained as she lowered her head, and gave Katie a long and slow lick.

"Ooooo." Katie moaned, the lick sending tingles throughout her body.

Rachel licked her lips, liking Katie's taste, and next took the time to smell her aroma.

"Mmmm...I'd better get out of the way before I start something I'm not gonna be able to stop." Rachel said seductively.

"If that tongue of yours is any indication to what you can do, you're welcome down there any time." Katie replied.

Rachel then turned to Alan, and pulled him into where she just was. "Go on, trust me, you'll enjoy that pussy very much."

"Uhh, oh yeah." Alan said, snapped out of yet another trance, and got himself into position.

Unlike Rachel, however, Alan didn't waste time, and began licking Katie in earnest.

"Ah, ah, oooo Alan....in a ah, hurry are we?" Katie moaned, writhing and shuddering in pleasure.

"Mmmhmm." Alan hummed into Katie's pussy.

"F-fine with me, ohhhh."

Rachel smiled, and sat on the bed where she could get a good view of the action. Her fingers also returned to work on herself. Rachel then turned to Katie.

"He's real good isn't he?" She asked with a proud smile on her face.

"Ohhh, God, yesss." Katie hissed.

"I can tell already that he loves the taste of your sweet pussy. I know I do. He's gonna go right ahead and lap up everything you've got like the good pussy eater that he is."

"Oooo Good. Do it Alan! Lick that pussy, lick that pussy! Oooooo." Katie moaned loudly, writhing and shaking under the tongue that pleased her so.

Rachel continued to watch with a smile as Katie wiggled under Alan's near expert care.

Although Katie was most certainly enjoying herself, she couldn't wait any longer. "Oh God, oh God, oh God! Fuck me! I want that cock inside me! Hurry! Fuck me!" Katie cried out in between moans.

Rachel went and grabbed the necessary tool as Alan reluctantly separated himself and stood, leaving Katie panting heavily.

"I'll do the honors." Rachel announced as she peeled the condom out of the package. She knelt next to Alan, and unable to resist the precum dribbling out, gave his cock a small lick.

"Mmmm, I think I still like your taste more." She purred to Alan, and proceeded to put the condom on.

When she finished, she held Alan's cock in her hand. "Okay sweetie, get your cute butt up here so I can put this glorious cock inside of you." Rachel called out to Katie, who had recovered enough to be able to do so.

Rachel, with a somewhat evil grin, decided to tease them both for a little when they got close, and rubbed Alan's cock along Katie's clit. Both of them moaned at the shivers the touch generated.

"Oh please Rachel! Please don't tease me! I need it! I need it so bad!" Katie begged.

Rachel let out a small giggle. "Sorry, couldn't resist." Rachel said, then turned to Alan.

"Ready to fuck this girl's brains out?" Rachel asked with a sly grin. Alan nodded enthusiastically.

"You want it don't you? You love that your lover is helping you stick your cock inside another woman's pussy don't you?"

"Y-yes." Alan nodded.

"Mmm, I love it too. I hope you two fuck each other good." Rachel added as she aimed Alan.

"Okay, go ahead. Slide that cock of yours right inside. Slowly now, I want to watch every inch of you go inside her." Rachel said.

Alan needed no further encouragement, and as Rachel instructed, slowly pushed.

Rachel watched as Katie's pussy spread in the wake of Alan's cock. It certainly was a fascinating thing to watch, for she had never seen a man enter a woman up close like this before. Rachel released her grip on Alan's cock once his head was inside, and simply watched.

Rachel heard Katie sigh as Alan slowly pushed his cock deeper and deeper into Katie. Rachel watched as Katie's pussy seemingly swallowed Alan's cock whole.

Once Alan buried himself all the way in, both he and Katie sighed happily together as Rachel moved to sit on the bed next to Katie.

"How does that cock feel? Filling, right?" Rachel whispered into Katie's ear, who nodded.

"Oh yeah, it's wonderful." Katie sighed again, tingling all over. Alan most certainly filled her alright, and she loved it.

Rachel then turned to Alan. "And what about you? How do you like the feel of your second real pussy?" She asked as Alan began to move his hips.

"Oh, it feels good. Nice and tight." Alan murmured, his cock bathed in the warm, wet, and tight tunnel.

"Ooo. You go ahead and fuck that tight pussy Alan, you stud. Fuck that pussy good baby." Rachel encouraged, as her fingers worked harder on herself.

"Oh yeah Alan! Fuck my pussy baby! Fuck that pussy hard! Ooohhhh yeaahhh!" Katie moaned loudly.

"That's it Katie. Tell him! Tell him to fuck you like the dirty slut you are." Rachel prodded Katie on.

"Ohhhhh fuck me! Oohhh God, I'm such a slut! I wanted your cock so badly when I first saw it! Fuck me! Fuck my greedy pussy, fuck me like I'm your whore!" Katie was now on the verge of yelling as she felt needles of pleasure spread everywhere, barely able to control herself.

Rachel grinned even more. Katie just might be more vocal than herself. "Is that right? You want to be our whore? You want Alan and I to use and fuck you like the dirty whore you really are?"

"YESSS! I want it! Fuck yeah I want it! Ooohhh I'll be your whore. I'll be such a dirty fucking slut for both of you! Jesus, just fuck me!"

"Sorry, but the little whore can't handle the two of us yet. You aren't a big enough slut to take on anymore than Alan by himself." Rachel was now working herself with full speed, and her breathing had quickened like Katie's.

Alan was surprised at the talk going on. He and Rachel haven't really used terms like 'dirty slut' or 'whore' much while they were together, and Rachel had stuck to a more 'clean' vocabulary. It had also surprised him that both Katie and Rachel became even more frantic at the words. Maybe there was a good reason that people accepted being 'degraded' from time to time.

"Please! Please train me! Train and ah, fuck me until I can handle the two of you! Fuuuucckk! Use me in everyway you can imagine!"

"Oh, we will. Ah, we will. Alan and I will abuse every hole you have. Mmmm...you're gonna be such a good slut for us, won't you!"

"Yes! Yes! I'll be a good slut! You two can abuse my holes all you want! Aaaahhhh shhhiiitttt! I'm...I'm..." Katie could feel the pressure rising.

"Oooo, gonna cum for us, you dirty slut? Alan, hurry! Fuck her hard! Fuck! Make that whore cum for us!"

"Yesyesyesyes....AAAAAHHHHH FUUUUUUCCKKKK!!!!!" Katie cried out, the tremendous waves of pleasure crashing through her. Every muscle in Katie's body tightened, and she was sure that this was one of the most powerful orgasms she's ever had. Alan was forced to stop due to Katie's pussy gripping him so tightly as she came. After a few seconds, she finally relaxed, and slumped into the bed.

"Holy...shit...that was...fucking hot!" Katie breathlessly spoke, and her eyes closed.

Alan was breathless as well, even though he hadn't cum yet. "Yeah...even though I wasn't involved, that dirty talk really got me going."

Rachel turned to Alan. "Yeah, it can work wonders sometimes. But, I know you're not much of a talker, which is fine. It seems Katie and I can do all of the talking for you." Rachel's fingers had slowed down in the wake of Katie's orgasm, though they were still working.




The Loners Ch. 11



Katie opened her eyes and raised her head. "Okay...now that I've had a good fucking, I really want your cum in my mouth now. No sense in letting go to waste in the condom." Katie explained, slowly separating herself from Alan, and then crawled to him. 

Alan peeled off the condom as Katie closed in. Rachel began working herself harder once more.

Katie turned her head and eyed Rachel with an evil grin. "That makes you hot, doesn't it? Thinking about me sucking off your man like the good little slut I am. It makes your pussy wet just thinking about how good it's gonna feel for your man when he shoots all of his cum into your whore's mouth?" Katie decided to turn the tables against Rachel.

"Y-yes..." Rachel responded as her fingers picked up their pace.

Katie gripped Alan's cock. "You're such a good lover, letting your man fuck a whore like me. Allowing him to experience a good pussy other than yours."

Rachel closed her eyes, accepting the reverse in roles. "Yes! I want him to! I want him to feel good! It makes me feel good knowing that he's enjoying a good fuck from such a slut!"

Katie bobbed a few times on Alan's cock before separating. "Mmm, and your whore enjoyed it. Both your whore and your man enjoyed the fuck we just had. I bet it made your pussy throb watching us fuck."

"It did! My pussy throbbed watching you fuck! It was sooo hot!" Rachel exclaimed.

"Next time, we'll have Alan fuck us both. We'll get his cock nice and slick with both of our cum and have him fuck us with those juices. I bet you'd like that wouldn't you? You'd like to fuck Alan's cock and get both his and my cum all inside you, wouldn't you?"

"Yes! Fuck! God that's sooooo fucking hot!" Rachel cried out, her breathing now rapid.

"And I bet the next time you let Alan fuck my pussy, you're going to sit on my face and make me eat your pussy out like the good little whore that I am, right?"

"Ah, ah, fuuuuck!"

"That's it Rachel! Make that pussy cum! Make that pretty pussy of yours cum, just like mine did when Alan's cock was deep inside it! Do it!"

"Fuckfuckfuck yeaaaAAAAHHHHH!" The dam bursted, and she shook violently as the waves crashed through her entire being, her pussy clasping her fingers hard. Rachel then collapsed on the bed after several intense seconds of pleasure. "Fuck...that was good." Rachel breathed out.

Katie then turned to Alan. "Two down, one to go. Whenever you're ready Rachel." Katie called out to Rachel, who slowly rose, and moved to get a good view.

"Go ahead." Rachel said with a content smile. "If you have any taste like mine, you'll love his cum."

"Mmm, I've tasted his precum so far, and that was pretty good. I can't wait until he blasts me with everything he's got." Katie replied as her lips wrapped around Alan's cock once more.

Although Alan felt kind of left out since he wasn't much of a talker, he realized that what both Katie and Rachel had said earlier was true. They were including him in everything, and had not forgotten about his presence for one second.

Although he had calmed down a little when Katie had stopped to talk dirty to Rachel, he was close to the edge, and he fast approached that edge again.

"K-Katie..."

"Do it Alan! Cum in that slut's mouth! Shoot everything you've got deep into her throat!"

At these words, Alan felt the dam break. He tensed up as he felt his cock deliver Katie the cum she was so desperately seeking. The pleasure coursing through him was almost too much for his feet to handle as he shook, but he remained standing, ensuring that every pulse of warm cum that he felt pass through him went directly into Katie's eager mouth.

Katie moaned as Alan bathed her mouth with his cum, and now she knew for sure that she liked his taste. She swallowed everything Alan's pulsing cock gave her, and sucked on the last little dribbles left until there was nothing else. Only after she felt that she got everything did she release Alan.

Katie licked her lips and her eyes turned to Alan. "Mmm, you taste good." She said, and Alan allowed himself to collapse on the bed, content but exhausted. Rachel and Katie crawled up on either side of him.

The two girls patted Alan. "You did good." Rachel said lovingly. "And I'm glad you had a good time. I was right to let you fuck Katie." Rachel leaned in and began kissing Alan's tired but still eager lips. Rachel then raised her eyes to Katie. "And I was right to allow you to fuck him." Rachel then leaned in, and Katie got the message, and the two girls enjoyed a nice and loving kiss.

The girls then laid down with Alan, both of them holding him close. "So Alan, I think this arrangement will work fine, how about you?" Rachel asked Alan, who smiled.

"I think it will as well. I was thinking that even though I barely did or said anything, you two always included me."

"It's as Rachel said. You are the biggest piece to our puzzle. We couldn't possibly forget about you." Katie reassured him.

After that, no words were spoken, and the three of them simply enjoyed their new found triangle they had formed.

*****

The motel clerk hated these long nights. But, at least he could watch TV. Tonight, they were doing a special on missing persons. The clerk had always enjoyed these kinds of shows, in the hopes that maybe, one day, he might save someone's life.

However, that never happened. He'd never have the chance to play hero for someone. His eyes then shot open at the TV screen. He...he had seen that face before. That was the guy that was with the two girls! He's missing?! And for the past few days?! The guy didn't look like he was a kidnapped victim or unhappy, but there was a reward for the one who finds him.

The clerk then called the police, reporting that Alan Brooks was currently staying in his motel.

*****

Lord Christian's men were currently monitoring police traffic in case another report on Rachel or Alan's whereabouts came in. It was late at night, and the men were tired from such a long shift. But then, the miracle came. The vampires heard the order on the radio and the vampires set out in the same direction the police were heading, the motel that Alan Brooks had been spotted in.



The Loners Ch. 12



Katie was tossing and turning, finding it difficult to fall asleep. Finally, she had enough, and rose. She turned to see Alan was sound asleep next to her. Not surprising, since he didn't sleep in the car at all during the last leg of their drive here. It also might be the fact that the three of them just did finish a rather nice session of sex.

What she was surprised about was that a light was on. Katie turned, and saw Rachel sitting in front of one of the nightstands under a small lamp, and was tinkering away with something.

Katie got out of bed, and walked over to where Rachel was sitting, and saw that Rachel was working on the gun that had been in the car. Katie also noticed that Rachel's profile had changed slightly, as though a hidden side of her was being revealed. Rachel was completely focused, and possessed what seemed to be cold and lifeless eyes. Almost like the eyes of a killer, or a demon.

This profile vanished as Rachel sensed Katie's presence, and she turned to her.

"Can't sleep?" Rachel asked.

Katie decided that maybe the other profile that she saw was her imagination, for Rachel had turned back into her normal, pleasant self.

Katie shook her head. "Not really."

Rachel returned to the gun. "Me either. I'm guessing it's because we got so much sleep in the car while he didn't." Rachel said, gesturing to Alan's sleeping form.

"I was just thinking of that myself." Katie replied, sitting down near Rachel. "Or, maybe he fell asleep from the sex."

Rachel let out a small laugh. "Nah, not him. Trust me, he can last pretty long if he feels he has to. Plus, he actually enjoys cuddling. Our earlier cuddling is actually the norm, and not a one time thing that we did just because it was your first time with us."

Katie smiled, and turned to Alan. "How often do you guys cuddle?" Katie asked.

"Enough that I actually have to turn him down every once in a while. I enjoy cuddling, but every now and again, it's nice to have some space."

"Wow. That's kind of mean."

"Nah, he's understanding. He's just the affectionate type, which is fine by me. I'd rather he do it too much than not at all."

They fell silent as Rachel began focusing on what she was doing with the gun.

"So, what are you doing?" Katie asked.

"Cleaning it, and making sure that it will function properly."

"You know how to do that?"

Rachel nodded. "I've had quite a bit of experience with various firearms."

"Where did you learn all of that? And just what bit of experience have you had?"

This caused Rachel to stop, and remain silent for a few moments before she responded. "Listen, Katie. Forgive me, but this part of me is something I really don't want you or Alan to know about, so I'd rather not say unless I absolutely had to."

Katie blinked a few times. There was that profile again. Rachel's eyes, expression, and voice had somehow gone dramatically cold.

"S-sorry."

Rachel shook her head. "It's okay. If anything, I should be the one apologizing. Especially to Alan. I told him that I would reveal everything about me to him, but, I haven't been entirely honest with that. I just..."

Rachel suddenly stopped, alerted to something.

"Wha-what is it?" Katie asked, her concern rising.

Rachel turned to the door. "I hear footsteps, and quite a few of them." Rachel said quickly. Her eyes narrowed on the door, as though she were seeing right through it.

Katie turned to the door. "I don't hear anything." She said.

After a few seconds, Rachel spat. "A few of them are gathering around the door."

"Are they vampires?" Katie asked, fear now creeping into her voice.

To answer Katie's question, several loud knocks banged on the door.

"Police! Open this door! We know Alan Brooks is in there!"

The loud bangs woke Alan up. "What's going on? Is it time to eat yet?" Alan asked in a groggy voice.

"Shit." Rachel exclaimed in a low voice, and with lighting speed, reassembled the gun. She then loaded it with a full magazine. Katie gasped at this.

More bangs on the door. "I repeat, this is the police! Open this door! We just want to ask some questions!"

This caused Alan to shoot up completely, now fully awake, and he turned to see Rachel, gun in hand, approaching the door.

"What are you-" Before Alan could finish the question, Rachel cut him off.

"You two hide in the back of the room and stay down. Do not try to get out, no matter what you hear, got it?" Rachel said quickly and coldly, cocking the gun in her hand.

"B-but-" Katie tried to speak, but Rachel cut her off as well.

"I don't remember if I told you this Katie, but I'll say it anyways. To be caught by the police is as good as be handed over to the vampires on a silver platter. The cops don't realize this, but we're dead if they catch us. In this situation, it's kill or be killed, and I doubt they'll go away if we ask nicely."

Rachel then turned to both Alan and Katie, revealing her cold and lifeless eyes. The eyes of a killer. A sight that struck fear into both Alan and Katie.

"Now, take cover, and do not leave this room." Rachel told the two of them sternly, and when she saw them move, she turned and approached the door.

The door banged once more. "This is your final warning! Open this door, or we will force it down!"

"Not if I do so first." Rachel said grimly, and in a low voice.

With that, Rachel raised her foot, and kicked the door as hard as she could. The door easily flew off of it's hinges and flew several dozen feet before it even touched ground, along with the cop who was standing in front of it.

The two cops that were standing on either side of the door only had time to widen their eyes in surprise before Rachel emerged from the doorway, and she shot them both between the eyes, killing them instantly.

Rachel's eyes quickly scanned the area around her as the cops began yelling, and pointed their guns at her. She was glad their room was on ground level, and she wouldn't have to do anything extremely acrobatic, aside from the door. She also counted a total of ten officers, including the ones at the door, which meant the number of living officers was now eight, assuming the one that got kicked with the door survived.

Rachel dove to the right as she heard shots ring out, and grabbed the gun that the cop on the ground was no longer using. As soon as she was back on her feet, she took off into a run, and began using her inhuman abilities at this point. The cops were surprised at her speed, but didn't relent. To them, it was like trying to hit a really fast bird.

It also didn't help them that Rachel's eyes could see bullets. Although she couldn't necessarily dodge them all, it did help her to avoid certain bullets from striking her. Rachel raised the two guns in her hands, and fired two shots each from each gun, and two more officers fell to the ground, dead. Six more to go.

That was the other advantage Rachel had over the cops. Her shots were also inhumanly accurate, even when she was moving. She ducked behind a car to get to quickly reevaluate her situation and decide her next move. It was here that she sensed them closing in, except they weren't cops.

"Fuck." Rachel uttered under her breath. On the bright side, the vampires that were closing in seemed to be careless punks at best, since they had allowed her to sense them so easily, even while she was in the middle of a gunfight. On another bright note, they didn't seem to be accompanied by a Greater either. It still didn't change the fact that she would have to deal with the rest of the officers present before she could attend to the vampires.

Rachel jumped up and over the car that she was taking cover behind, deciding on a head on attack. She took two more quick shots at the officer who was still on the ground from when she kicked the door down. Five more to go. The remaining officers began firing shots at Rachel.

Although she did the best she could, two bullets were able to strike her as she closed in. One in her left shoulder just above the curve of her breast, and the other in her right mid abdomen. To the surprise of the cops, this hardly fazed her aside from small flinches and grunts of pain. Rachel had been shot several times before in the past, and the pain was nothing new to her.

She jumped in the air as she closed in, jumping over the cars that the cops had taken cover behind, and easily finished the five remaining cops without a scratch. Before the vampires could close in and attack, Rachel took the time to rummage through the weapons that the cops had, reloading her own pistol as she did so.

She tossed the pistol that the she acquired from the cop that she killed, and exchanged it for a nice shotgun in one of the police cars that no one had thought to bring out. She also found the ammunition in the car as well, and loaded it with a few shells. She also took one of the corpses and sank her fangs into the neck as her eyes changed to replenish the blood she had just lost.

It was while she was feeding that the vampires arrived in a black minivan, and four emerged from the vehicle.

Rachel smiled grimly, and decided to surprise them, and tossed the body she was holding at the car. The body hit the car with a loud thud as the vampires ducked out of the way, surprised, and turned to Rachel. They saw that the shotgun in her left hand was raised, and she fired it at them. The vampires dove for cover, and Rachel took the time to examine each of them now that they were in the open.

Two of them were armed with swords, while the other two were armed with firearms. Rachel kept the shotgun raised, the recoil having no effect on her, and she took another shot at one of the vampires, and missed again.

'Looks like they aren't complete amateurs.' Rachel thought to herself as she turned and saw one of the sword wielding vampires running at her, supposedly at a blind spot. The vampire raised his sword as he closed in, and Rachel turned and shot him with the shotgun at point blank range, sending him flying for several feet. 'Though they're still careless.'

Rachel tossed the shotgun aside, having used all of the shells she had loaded into it. Upon seeing this, the two vampires who were armed with pistols began firing shots at her. Rachel ran to the vampire that she had shot and in a cartwheel, picked up the sword that he had been wielding with her open hand. Once back on her feet, she returned fire at the two vampires, who ducked for cover. This allowed her to exchange the pistol and sword in her hands, since she was right handed.

She also noticed that the vampire that she had shot with the shotgun was still alive. Rachel found this surprising considering how much blood he had just lost, and finished the job by running over and removing his head with the sword as she was being shot at. Another bullet had struck her as she did this, high on her chest and near her neck.

She turned to return fire, only to notice the second sword wielding vampire closing in on her. She barely avoided the swing for her neck, and answered the next swing with the sword she was carrying, and the two weapons clashed. This was immediately followed by Rachel shooting the sword wielder in the knee cap with the pistol in her left hand, and the vampire fell to the ground, howling in pain.

Ignoring the vampire that was now on the ground, she turned her attention to the two remaining vampires, both of whom had a touch of fear in their eyes. Rachel smiled at their fear. "Thought it would be a walk in the park, did you?" She mockingly called out to the two vampires.

"Sorry, but I'm not so weak to allow a bunch of limp dick pansies such as yourselves to take me down." She finished grimly, raising her gun, and shooting at the two. She broke into a run as she shot at the two vampires, keeping them suppressed until she closed the distance. Since they had no edge weapons, neither of them could defend themselves from both the gun and the sword she was now wielding, and she disposed the two in short order, beheading them both.

The grunts of pain that she heard reminded Rachel of the last vampire, and she turned her attention to him. She slowly approached him, smiling, even as she heard sirens that indicated that more cops were on the way. She squatted next to the writhing vampire.

"It's a shame that we're short on time." She said coldly, bringing her sword to the vampire's neck. "I haven't been able to play with prey for some time, and I almost miss it. Especially when fuck heads like you and your Lord just can't leave Alan and I alone." She finished, removing the vampire's head.

It truly had been quite some time since Rachel had felt the cold within her that she felt now. But now, she was regretting it. This was a part of her she had hoped to bury for the rest of her life, and with Alan, that had seemed very possible, but now...

She had to. She needed her dark side so that she, Alan, and Katie could live. She had to become the cold hearted killer that she was in the past. The part of her that she developed after serving sixty two years in the underground. The part of her that she created that was supposed to catch Caleb's attention.

The screeching tires brought her back to reality. She hoped that the cops would take the bait as she ran to one of the open cop cars that had several bodies piled nearby. She searched the bodies for the keys, found them, and jumped into the car, testing the keys. With a stroke of luck, she got it right the first time. Rachel started the car and began driving off, paying attention to who would follow her.

As she hoped, all of the cops had chosen followed her, placing her as priority number one.

*****

Katie held on to Alan tightly as the gunshots went off, and was quietly sobbing. Alan comforted her as best he could, trying to keep her quiet so that she wouldn't draw too much attention.

Alan had felt her cringe constantly, although both of their minds were racing at the situation. Alan had never seen Rachel hold such a cold expression before, not even when she fed. It was almost like she had turned into a completely different person. Just who was that person that was standing in the doorway with such a cold voice and eyes?

Now that Alan thought about it, just how much of Rachel did he really know? Just what exactly did she see or do the past sixty two years? He only now realized that she had actually dodged the subject, and only vaguely mentioned that she had worked for Caleb, not revealing any specifics.

The other problem that was eating at him in this situation is that yet again, here he is, the helpless human, unable to do anything. Why had she been so adamant against turning him? If she had, he could at least be out there now, helping her. However, if he was out there, then who would have watched over Katie? There was yet another question. Could Katie handle living like this? He had already made his decision, and even in the face of this situation, he still had no regrets.

But Katie was different. She didn't have a choice. She had been forced into this by accident. As he felt Katie constantly cringing from the sound of the guns, Alan knew that he was going to need to talk to her the first chance he got.

Alan was wrong, however. Katie wasn't cringing in fear from the sounds of the guns, nor did she want to leave her two best friends that she just found. She was cringing in fear on Rachel's behalf. Although Katie had never been in this kind of extreme situation, if she had heard Rachel call out for them, Katie knew that she would immediately jump out into the chaos after her.

There was also the fear of what was going to happen now. Rachel had said that she hadn't been completely honest, and now Katie understood why. Those eyes...those cold and dark eyes. They were completely empty, like staring into an endless void. Just what would happen to their relationship that the three of them had just built together if Rachel becomes the cold empty shell that Katie saw?

Katie and Alan raised their heads as they heard the sound of sirens and screeching tires that were pulling away, a short while after the gunfire had died down.

"I-is it over?" Katie whispered.

"I don't know." Alan answered.

The two of the then heard a light thud in their room.

"C'mon, we don't have much time." Rachel said.

"What happened!? Are you alright!?" Alan asked, seeing her wounds.

Rachel turned. "More cops showed up after I took out the first bunch and the vampires, so I stole one of the cop cars and led them away from here. Right before I ran into a crowded intersection, I jumped here, so I don't know how the car faired. And I'm fine, now let's go." Rachel said harshly as she walked outside, somehow completely ignorant of the puddles of blood that she was leaving behind.

She spied on the various rooms in the motel. "Good, doesn't look like anyone's daring to stick their heads out yet. Hurry up and take anything we might need from the corpses." She instructed as Alan and Katie emerged to see the carnage outside.

Katie gagged and heaved several times at both the sight and smell. She had never seen a dead body before, much less several, and on top of that, there were the beheaded bodies. Alan put his arms around her and watched as Rachel, oblivious to Katie's reaction, began rummaging the corpses for anything they had. Alan's eyes narrowed on Rachel, not liking her complete lack of concern for Katie.

Now, however, wasn't the time to bring that up. "Katie, just go to the car, here are the keys." Alan said, handing them over. "Go start it up, we don't have much time before more come here." He said, almost shoving Katie toward the car before going to help Rachel. They picked up a number of guns, and quite a bit of cash before they went to the car. Rachel also took a few moments to quickly feed off of the human corpses.

They threw all of the weapons in the trunk, and both Alan and Rachel got in the backseat. "You have to drive Katie, Alan and I are now known. I'm sure the police at least have a likeness to my profile by now. He and I need to remain low back here." She said, pulling out a pack of Camels that she had found on one of the vampires.

"O-okay." Katie replied, showing obvious fear and panic, and began driving.

"Make sure you don't do anything stupid. Maintain a cool and low profile." Rachel said harshly as she lit up one of the Camels, coughing. "I fucking hate these things too." Her comment to Katie was the last straw for Alan.

"Hey! Relax will you? Unlike us, Katie hasn't seen this kind of shit! You should be glad that she hasn't completely panicked yet, go easy on her! And since when do you smoke?" Alan was now shouting.

Rachel turned to him with openly hostile eyes. "Listen closely dipshit. Our lives are on the line. If it's so fucking important that she doesn't see more of what just happened, then she'd better make sure she doesn't do anything to get us noticed. And if you don't fucking mind, I just got done with a shoot out, so excuse me for needing a fucking cigarette." Rachel replied coldly, and to emphasize that, she took a drag blew the smoke she just inhaled directly at Alan.

"What the fuck is your problem!?" Alan shouted, stunned that she was acting like this, along with coughing and waving his hand in front of the smoke to get it out of his face.

Rachel took another drag. "I'll tell you what my fucking problem is, we're fucked! That's my problem! After tonight, there's no fucking way we're going near any fucking civilization! We might as well go rot in the desert now! The other Vampire Lords are going to be all over us now that I shot this place up like the fucking Alamo!" Rachel was now shouting.

Alan's eyes narrowed. "What the fuck has gotten into you? Just what the fuck is going on in that head of yours? Is there something you aren't telling me!? Why the fuck did you suddenly turn into some crazy hardcore bitch!?"




The Loners Ch. 12



"It's because I didn't want this to happen! Any of it! You're asking me like I fucking wanted all of this to happen! Fuck you! I just wanted us to be left alone and in fucking peace! I'm fucking frustrated at the fact that that will never happen now!" Rachel took another much needed drag.

"Great, just fucking great. First, I stick my neck out to try and get you guys out of there alive, and all you fucking decide to do is give me an attitude, thanks a fucking lot!"

"It's not what you did that that I have a problem with! It's your attitude! You come flying in after Katie and I have been worrying about you, and tell us both to search corpses!? You completely disregarded the fact that Katie might not have been mentally ready to deal with such a thing."

 "And then, you harshly tell her to not fuck up, like she's some idiotic disobedient child who isn't going through a small bit of trauma? She deserves at least a little respect and caring, something you completely lack right now for some reason! And lastly, you blatantly blow smoke right into my face in a show of complete disrespect! That's what I have a problem with!"

The tension remained high as the car went silent. Katie hadn't dared to try and speak, though this was one of the things she had feared. Rachel at this moment was acting like a completely different person.

Alan and Rachel stared each other down, until finally, Rachel relented, looking away, and settled back into her seat. She put out the finished cigarette she was smoking, and lit up another one immediately.

"Look...I'm sorry. I just...I have a lot going on and it's all getting to me okay?" Rachel's voice had gone soft, as though she were normal again.

Rachel took another drag as Alan watched her closely, and Rachel realized that he would not accept an apology only. He needed, no, he deserved an explanation, as did Katie.

Rachel took another drag. "Look, there's something you two need to understand. I'll begin by asking this, just what exactly did you think I did for sixty two years when I was trying to win Caleb's attention? If you think it was playing dress-up for him, or trying to be the best sex servant possible, you are sadly mistaken. Caleb has no need for more sex dolls, he's got plenty of those."

"No...what he needed was someone who was strong, someone that he could depend on. At least, that's how I looked at it at the time. In any case, that's how I got started. I spent my earlier years as a vampire becoming proficient with various weapons, whether they be a sword, guns, or even an RPG. I also learned the art of killing, whether it be quick and quiet, or painful and loud. Saboteur, assassin, drug dealer, pimp, these are all terms that described me for those sixty years. Sure, Vampire Lords have legitimate businesses that make money for them, but most of their money is made through the untraceable manner, underground."

Rachel took a small break to take another puff of her cigarette, while Katie and Alan listened intently, stunned at what they were hearing.

"I've seen and done a lot of fucked up shit for the sixty two years that I've tried to gain Caleb's attention. I've sold drugs to kids who were still in middle or even grade school if money could be made. Hell, I've sold off ten to fifteen year old girls that sick hardcore bastards love to break. I have mutilated, tortured, and killed people in ways that would make your stomachs turn upside down."

"I won't make any excuses, but I'll say this, to help cope with all of this fucked up shit I was doing, I kind of developed a second persona per say. Like a war veteran who has tasted battle and forever has a brand new yet separate part of themselves that some develop to help them cope with the horrors of war. I did the same thing, if I hadn't, I probably would have been driven insane. I'm sorry to say, but you two just got a small glimpse of that part of me, my dark side as I have come to know it."

Rachel turned away, staring out the window, killing the cigarette she was smoking. "That was the biggest thing I wanted to escape from. After sixty two years, I couldn't stand this part of me that I had created any longer. This cold, merciless, and unforgiving monster that had failed to do the one thing I wanted it to do. It was naive of me to think so, but I had hoped that maybe, I could free myself and wipe my slate clean."

Rachel turned to Alan. "When I met you, it was like a dim light in a world of darkness. A small beacon that could perhaps lead me to freedom...but..." Tears began to form in her eyes, and she was now openly crying. Rachel turned away.

"Instead I'm doing the exact opposite! You're not bringing me to the light, instead, I'm dragging both of you into my darkness!" She cried out, leaning up against the door as she shook with her cries.

"Rachel...why didn't you tell me any of this?" Alan asked.

"How could I!? How could I tell the one decent, normal person that I love that for sixty two years I was little more than a ruthless, cold hearted bitch? Just how the fuck did you expect me to do that Alan!?"

Rachel's anger filled response caused Alan's own anger to rise. "I don't know, okay! But any fucking time would have been better than right now!"

"And what the fuck would you have wanted me to say!? Tell me, how exactly would you have wanted me to start such a conversation!? Just wake up one morning and have me say 'oh by the way, I'm a cold blooded killer?' Think with your fucking head!"

"You're saying it right now!"

"Because I was forced to, you fucking asshole! The whole point was that I didn't want to say it!"

"So, you would have us live with a fucking lie, is that right!? What else can I trust you with now, huh? What else could you be lying about!?"

"Don't you dare go there, don't you fucking dare..."

"And why shouldn't I? You just admitted that you were going to try and lie to me for the rest of our lives? And it wouldn't be the first fucking time I've been lied to!"

"FUCK YOU!!! YOU KNOW THAT MY FEELINGS FOR YOU ARE REAL!!!"

"IF THEY WERE, THEN YOU WOULD HAVE TOLD ME THE TRUTH FROM THE START!!!"

"YOU SON OF A-" Rachel didn't even finish as she punched Alan on the right side of his face. She had luckily held back at the last second, but it was still a hard blow, enough to draw blood.

Every pair of eyes in the car widened at the event that just took place. Even more of a surprise was that Alan had taken the strike with almost no flinch, though he did turn his head before Rachel had struck him.

Rachel and Alan's eyes met, each of them conveying a wide range of emotions. Rachel slowly removed her fist, revealing that she had indeed drawn blood, as blood began to slowly pour out of the corner of Alan's lip.

Katie had seen and heard enough, and she began to pull over to park so she could say her piece.

Tears formed in Rachel's eyes once more as Alan stared her down. He was like she was, and the was the first time that Rachel had seen this side of Alan. He could be just as equally, no, even more cruel than she was. He knew how to attack where it hurt the most, the heart.

After a few moments, Alan relented, and his expression turned to one of regret. He realized that he had stepped over a very fine line, even though he was the one who was struck.

"I'm sorry." He said apologetically, and quietly.

Rachel fought back her sobs, though she was still shaking with them.

Katie had stopped the car, and turned to the two of them. "May I say something?" Katie asked. When neither of them answered her, she began, first with Alan.

"I think we all accept that you went too far with that last comment. I've only been with you guys for a few days, and even I can clearly see just how much she cares about you. True, Rachel was hiding something from you, but it certainly didn't mean that her feelings for you are false. That was a low blow that even I felt from up here."

Alan's head shrank into his shoulders, and he leaned up against the window. "I know." He said quietly, wanting more than anything to take back those words.

Katie then turned to Rachel. "He is right on one thing though. He has every right to know the truth, no matter how terrible it is. He has every right to know everything about the woman that he loves. You were wrong to hide such a large part of yourself from him, despite your intentions."

How Katie had become the mediator at that moment, none of them would be able to answer for the rest of their lives. Not even Katie herself.

"More importantly, however, is what is happening right this moment. As Rachel said, we have serious problems, let's deal with all of that first. Any ideas?" Katie asked.

Silence hung in the car once more, and though most of the tension was gone, it was replaced by a very depressing atmosphere. Both Alan and Rachel were facing the windows opposite one another, choosing to stare outside into the night rather than face each other or Katie.

"At the very least, we should leave this state." Rachel answered quietly. "As we do, we should switch cars on the road. I don't know if anyone from the motel spotted us on our way out."

It was here that Katie got a good look at Rachel's wounds, which surprisingly, hadn't been brought up yet. Then again, with the way Rachel had been acting, one wouldn't think that she had been shot.

"What about your wounds? Are you alright?" Katie asked.

"Yeah, I had a chance to feed from the cops that I had killed and replaced the blood that I had lost. I'll be fine, the wounds have already healed, but, I'll need to change clothes and dispose of these." Rachel said, eyeing her blood stained outfit.

Katie sighed as she turned back to the front. "So, we're on the road again, are we? Where should we go?"

"South. New Mexico or Arizona would be good choices to start, just avoid crowded areas." Rachel quietly answered.

Katie started up the car and began driving in that direction. The car remained silent as she did so, and Katie noticed that neither Alan nor Rachel would face one another.

*****

The cops arrived at the scene of the massacre. It turned their stomach that so many of their fellow officers had been brutally killed. They questioned the motel clerk, and got descriptions of the three individuals that he had seen.

However, what Alan, Rachel, and Katie didn't know is that they actually got a lucky break, for no one knew what vehicle they were using. There were no cameras at the motel, and the bystanders hadn't dared tried to get a look outside since the gunfight had begun.

What the cops found most interesting though, was the four bodies that were on the ground, beheaded. Just who were they? And when did they show up? And why were they beheaded? Especially since two of them had bullet holes in them, which looked like it would have been fatal. And that's not even counting the one that looked he had been blasted at point blank with a shotgun.

They carried no form of identification, not even a driver's license. The cops would then receive a bigger surprise when several individuals in suits arrived, and immediately flashed FBI badges.

The officer in charge of the scene was immediately suspicious. What the hell were the FBI doing here? One of the agents approached him.

"What can you tell me about what has transpired here tonight?" The agent asked, not bothering to reveal his name.

Fucking FBI, think they're so much bigger than the rest of us. The cop thought to himself. However, he still had to answer to him.

"Sir, from what I understand, we were tipped off by the motel clerk that a missing person named Alan Brooks from New York had turned up here, along with two other unknown individuals. One was a black haired mid twenties woman, and the other was a blonde haired early twenties woman. Ten officers were sent in case it was a hostage situation. Every thing was going smooth until the black haired woman kicked the door down in the room they were staying in. Now this is one of the weird elements of this scene."

The cop gestured to the door, which hadn't been moved from where it was found. "This woman managed to kick this door, along with one of the officers that was behind this door twenty to thirty feet, right off the hinges. I've never seen anything like it, though I wasn't present at the scene at the time. After that, everything went to hell. According to the officers on the scene, before they were taken out, they were reporting that it was only the black haired woman that had attacked them, with only a single pistol in her hand, along with whatever she was picking up."

The cop then walked over to the four unidentified bodies. "Now here's another mystery. I have no clue who these guys are, or why they're here."

"They're ours." The FBI agent answered. The cop turned to him. "Undercover. This is not to be repeated, but we have been trailing the black haired girl in particular for some time. We believe she is a highly trained terrorist or perhaps even an international hostile operative. They had been instructed to bring her in the first chance they got. It is most unfortunate that they have failed."

Cold hearted bastard. The cop thought to himself. "There's more. When backup arrived on the scene, they saw one of our cars take off, and backup gave chase. The car then ran into an intersection, where it crashed. However, when our officers closed in on the car, we discovered that it was empty. There's no way that the driver could have jumped out, although we are reviewing the cameras on the cars now to ensure that we didn't miss anything."

The FBI agent turned and snapped his fingers, causing one of the other agents to turn and rush to him. "Confiscate all camera recordings from the cars." He instructed. The second agent silently nodded and walk off.

"H-hey!"

The FBI agent turned. "I'm going level with you, officer..."

"Tippet." What a fucking arrogant choice of words, Tippet thought to himself.

"Officer Tippet. This is a matter of national security at this point. According to all of the evidence, this single woman managed to not only take out ten officers and four of our own, but somehow managed to drive off in a car then suddenly vanished as she crashed the car. Is that the assumption you're proceeding under?"

Officer Tippet nodded.

The FBI agent then took of his black glasses, revealing his cold, brown eyes. "The truth of this situation is a very complex matter. However, I would like to ask you and your officers that are present here tonight to come to our office. Once there, we can...clear up some things."

*****

Lord Christian was furious. That fucking cunt managed to turn the situation upside down. At least the clean up crew was on scene, and much of the evidence of the girl's seemingly superhuman abilities will be erased. However, there's no way that this incident will be hidden from the other Vampire Lords, for it was already on the local news.

Lord Christian had been operating under the impression that the girl was a low level vampire that got lucky when she evaded Victor, but it seems that is not the case. Leave it to a fucking neo-Nazi sexist like Lord Caleb to completely overlook the fact that the girl might actually be strong, even if she isn't at the level of a Greater yet. That assumption may also be false, since the Lords choose who their Greaters are.

Not only had he been completely embarrassed by this girl, but now, the information he had was no longer worth anything, for Caleb would now figure out just who was traveling with the girl.

"Lord Christian." Troy came into his office.

"What!?"

"The other Lords are calling, they are requesting a video conference to review the situation concerning Caleb Rachel the Third."

Fuck. This was going to be humiliating. Lord Christian was now determined to have the girl and human brought to him so that he could kill them himself.



The Loners Ch. 13



When all nine Vampire Lords gathered for their video conference, it was Lord Constantine, Lord of Eastern Europe, who began with a laugh. Lord Christian hated Lord Constantine's laugh the most, considering what his appearance and voice was.

"My my, little Miss Rachel is giving you two a hard time isn't she?" Lord Constantine said with a smile.

"That's only because the information I've been going on is false. I was under the impression that she was just a low life thug. Lord Caleb, I would appreciate it if you gave us more accurate information in the future." Lord Christian said, eyeing Lord Caleb.

"She is a nothing! Just a little bitch running around pretending that she has a dick, nothing more!" Lord Caleb shouted.

Lady Helen, Lord of Western Europe, sighed. "Give it a rest will you? I know you arrogantly think that all women belong in the kitchen cooking for you, but that's simply not true. I, along with the other ladies present should have proven that to your narrow minded ass by now. Or would you like a repeat of the last war we had?"

Lord Caleb remained silent at this. Although he had remained in power, he had suffered devastating losses at the hands of the other female Lords when he had tried to move against them. In the end, he was forced to begrudgingly accept them as his equals, though he didn't like it.

Lord Constantine spoke again. "Come on guys, can't we all just get along?" He said with a laugh.

Lord Hector, Lord of Africa, sighed. "Lord Constantine, I understand that your mind has never fully matured in a normal manner, but please, can't you act like an actual Lord once in a while?"

"Hey, I'm just trying to make light of things. Life is no fun if you take everything so seriously all the time." Lord Constantine laughed.

"Enough!" Lord Richter, Lord of South America, declared. "The point of this gathering was to discuss the actions of Caleb Rachel the Third, along with both Lord Caleb and Lord Christian's incompetence in handling the situation. The humans are already in an uproar over what has happened, and I find it humiliating that I've received calls from their governments asking whether or not I had a hand in this."

The news had spread like wildfire. Ten brutal cop killings simply could not be covered up completely. It was true that details of what precisely had happen could be hidden, but the ten lives lost could not be kept secret, despite the best efforts of the clean-up crews. Each major human intelligent agency that operated in the shadows had them, whether it be the CIA, FBI, the former KGB, the list went on. Some of them were humans, while others were vampires, though the exact numbers of vampires were unknown even amongst the humans who operated or even led the agencies. 

The funding for these elements came from the human government's black budgets, along with the money that was made by the vampires through their underground networks. These deals were made through a harsh series of agreements and deals that were altered time and again as technology continued to spread throughout the world.

This tied in with another reason why the existence of the vampires had been kept secret, blackmail. Since vampires were the masters of the shadows, their services were utilized several times by humans throughout history. If discovered, nearly all of history from the human's perspective could be rewritten.

Julius Caesar's assassination, the near impossible victory by the Greeks over the Persians, and the JFK assassination. These were just a few incidents that the vampires had a direct or indirect hand in, the specific details of these events 'lost' as time passed. The records kept by the vampires concerning these incidents would be a conspiracy theorist's wet dream, and the release of these documents would cause chaos across the known world as history would almost be completely redefined.

The blackmail, however, didn't go one way. Since vampires were very few in number when compared to the humans, they acknowledged that, despite their great powers and abilities, a full out war against all humans would cost them dearly. It might even be one that they would lose. In the end, if both sides turned against one another, both sides concluded that it would lead to nothing but destruction and chaos, adding yet another motive on why the truce and secret had held up for so long.

"I don't think there's anything to discuss at this point. Several of my Greaters have already been sent to America to catch the girl and the humans, and I intend to come to America myself." Lady Pandora, Lord of Southeast Asia, spoke.

"That is a direct violation of the agreement! Is it your wish to start another war, Lady Pandora!" Lord Christian boomed.

"And you are in violation of failing to act as a Lord. Both you and Lord Caleb have been unable to handle this situation on your own, so we must take action and clean this mess up before you two ruin everything." Lady Pandora calmly responded.

"Lord Christian is correct, to an extent. I can see why you would send your own, but I cannot see the reason for you to go to America personally." Lord Issac, Lord of the Middle East, responded.

"I agree with Lady Pandora. The fact that we Vampire Lords are even having a video conference over such a small situation proves that you and Lord Caleb are not capable of handling this affair on your own. It's only fair that we step in before things get out of hand, if they already aren't." Lady Francine, Lord of Asia, followed with.

"I agree with both Lady Pandora, and Lady Francine. As a matter of fact, I'm thinking of coming to America to meet the girl and human myself. I want to know what the fuss is really all about." Lord Constantine responded.

Lord Christian's fist tightened at this. He knew it was going to come to this, as Lord Hector and Lord Issac agreed to that course of action. All of the Lords were going to openly send their forces to America. Not only would this reduce his chances of finding the girl and killing her himself, but it also would put the other Lords in decent positions to undermine his own power.

Lord Caleb was also frustrated for the same reasons, along with the fact that he had been undermined by three women once again. Fucking women! They belonged in the fucking kitchen as slaves along with the rest of the useless races. He really wished Hitler had won World War 2 when he had the chance. A series of unfortunate mistakes, along with the intervention of several Lords and the previous Dracula had prevented this.

Luckily, no other Lord had ever figured out that he, Lord Caleb, had managed to kill the previous Dracula. Although he could not beat him in a direct fight, like all sentimental fools, he had a weakness that Lord Caleb had exploited.

And it was the same for these three. Lord Caleb now knew how he could hurt them. And he will. Oh yes he will, and once he did, they will come to him.

*****

Alan and Rachel barely spoke a word to each other, their argument still fresh in their minds, even though the sun had already risen. Katie hadn't said anything either as she drove, making it a very silent several hour drive. She had already said her piece, and she wanted to avoid starting another argument.

They had already stopped and switched cars, with Rachel killing yet another unfortunate individual. She had also taken the time to swap out her clothes with the individual, although her new clothes were a little big on her. What bothered Rachel about this one, however, was the fact that Alan had said nothing. Katie had shown the apprehension that Rachel expected, but not Alan. She wondered if it was happening, and that he was beginning to descend into darkness.

However, at the moment, she really couldn't care less on what he thought. His words earlier were a low blow. A very strong and low blow that had hurt.

Alan's mind swirled with all of the recent events. All along, the woman that he thought he had fallen in love with had turned out to be an almost completely different individual then he had imagined. Once again, he had jumped the gun, and assumed too much. Although he knew that he was wrong to doubt her feelings for him, a part of him felt that he wasn't.

She had told him that she would share everything with him. Yet clearly, she did not. Even still, Alan's feelings towards her had not changed. He was bitter and angry at her for hiding such important details, but, this was still Rachel. There was another problem though, Alan began to realize.

When she had killed the unfortunate bystander earlier to change cars, Alan noticed that he felt almost no concern or pity for the individual. He was getting used to it. He was getting used to be surrounded by death, and it make him think of something.

"...Rachel..." Alan finally spoke, breaking the long standing silence as he stared out the window

Rachel said nothing, staring out the opposite window herself.

"You said...you didn't want me to descend into your darkness, right?"

"Yeah. What about it?"

"Is that the real reason you refused to turn me?"

Rachel turned to Alan, who hadn't moved. Her eyes lowered, and she returned to the window. "...yes."

"I see..." Alan drifted in thought. He knew what he needed to say. The only reason that she had lied to him was to try and protect him. She wasn't deliberately trying to hurt him.

"Rachel...what I said was wrong...and...I'm sorry for that."

This time, both Rachel and Alan turned, and met one another's eyes. They both then turned away from each other at the same time.

"It's...okay. We're all pretty stressed, and I guess I'd be upset if you lied to me too..."

"So, what now?" Alan asked.

Rachel remained silent for a few moments before answering. "Most likely, the other Lords will be coming after us now. After the incident at the motel, there's little doubt that they will see us as a menace that has to be eliminated. Even if the clean up crews come and wipe away the evidence of the incident, the Lords probably know for sure who we are now."

Rachel then turned to Katie. "We should stop at a store somewhere and pick up some hair dye with the cash we still have, so we aren't as easily noticed. Can you plug that into the GPS?"

"Yeah, sure." Katie did so.

"Okay...where are we anyways?" Rachel asked.

"We crossed the border to Wyoming a little while ago." Katie responded.

"Alright. You've been driving for a while, so we can switch when we stop. I'll take the next drive." Rachel said next.

Finally, a real plan. Katie thought to herself. For a while, she had been just aimlessly driving, with no plan or destination.

They drove on until they reached the new destination the GPS told them, which was a mall.

"Not the best of locations for us to try and get some shopping done." Rachel sighed.

"Okay, Katie, you'll be going in. I'll be with you, but I'll also be invisible to everyone except you, in case we run into trouble. Alan, you stay here in the car. Since the cops that caught us at the motel knew about you, more people will be on the lookout for you in particular. Katie will not be as easily recognized." Rachel said.

"Cool. I'm not a fan of shopping anyways." Alan responded, still leaned up against the window.

Rachel willed herself to be invisible as Katie got out of the car. Rachel climbed over the seats to exit through the door that Katie used.

"Oh, open the trunk. If we do run into trouble, I want to have a weapon on me. Also, let's make sure there's no one nearby." Rachel informed Katie, who after a moment of examination, did so.

"Pretend you're going through the trunk so it doesn't look too suspicious, I'll do the rest." Rachel said to Katie, who moved to do just that. Rachel climbed into the trunk and pulled out two pistols to put in her pockets, along with extra magazines.

"Okay, we're all set." Rachel said as she climbed out, and Katie closed the trunk.

"Try not to have too much fun Alan." Katie called out to Alan, who waved in a dismissive manner. Katie smiled. At least they were somewhat going back to normal.

"We'll be back soon. And don't fall asleep, in case there is an emergency." Rachel informed Alan.

"Yeah, sure." Alan sighed, and the two girls walked off, leaving Alan with his thoughts in the car.

Alan yawned, hoping that this wouldn't be a long wait. Well, at least now he could more clearly focus on his thoughts, now that he was alone.

As he thought about the situation, he was curious about why he wasn't panicking. After all, they were on the run for their lives, and he had just more or less witnessed a rather large shoot out last night. Instead, he felt entirely calm about it. Even more interesting was the fact that Katie seemed very calm about it as well.

Shouldn't either of them be depressed about this situation? Well, maybe he had a slight advantage. Alan had joined the Corps at the height of the Iraq War, ready to join the battlefield with the rest of the troops. He also had military training and discipline, which was probably helping him cope with this.

However, Katie had none of that. She was just a regular college student. Yet, she was handling this rather well. Alan didn't think it was a bad thing, he was just curious about it. Maybe it was her confidence in the both of them. Alan shrugged his shoulders, thankful that Katie was a much stronger person than one would expect her to be.

His thoughts then drifted to Rachel. Just how should he feel about her now, know who she really is? Does her crimes and actions in the past make her beyond redemption? It was different when he thought that she had only killed because she had to feed. The truth, however, was that she had killed simply to gain attention. Although she isn't like that anymore, that is still the truth.

"Just what the fuck should I do?" Alan asked himself out loud. His heart told him to stay with Rachel, and to forgive her. His brain, however, wondered whether or not she could be forgiven for what she's done. In the end, though, he knew his answer. Despite her past, Rachel had become his life. More than that, she wasn't her past self anymore. And lastly, as she hoped, maybe he could help her find redemption, and free her from her past.

Unfortunately, given the situation, that seems to be a far off dream. Alan thought about what Rachel said, that she was dragging him into her darkness. It certainly was a true and powerful statement, but, he wondered if there was more to it. He wondered if Rachel was also falling into darkness. Well...if that was the case, then maybe the only thing he can do is follow in after her, and together, they can live in the darkness. Katie had seemingly made that choice, and hasn't tried to bail, so he should as well.

Alan's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the window. Alan turned to see a short boy with brown hair and brown eyes staring up at him. Alan wondered how this little seven to ten year old boy had managed to sneak up without him noticing. Then again, he had been pretty spaced out.

Alan rolled down the window. "Excuse me mister." The child began. "But, I think you look familiar."

Oh boy, I certainly hope not. Alan thought to himself. "Sorry, but I'm not whoever you think I am." Alan replied.

The child tilted his head. "Really? So you're not Phil Hughes?"

Alan held back a laugh. The Yankees pitcher? Wow...how did he come up with that?

Alan shook his head. "Sorry, I'm not Phil Hughes. No, my name's Alan, what's yours?" He responded, forgetting that he was now a wanted fugitive that people were looking for.

The boy giggled. "My mom says that I shouldn't tell strangers my name."

Uh...I thought the saying was that he shouldn't talk to strangers at all? Alan thought to himself. "Where is your mother?"

"Not here." The boy responded.

"Where is she?" Alan asked again. The kid was cute, but, he wondered what his mother is going to say upon seeing him talking to a stranger.

"Not here." The boy repeated a second time. Alan sighed. Why are kids so difficult?

"What about your dad?" Alan asked next.

"He's not here either." The boy responded.

Figures. "Who are you here with?"

"No one."

"Really? Surely you must be with someone that brought you here."

"Nope."

Alan rolled his eyes. What is with this kid?

"Look, uh, whatever your name is. You should go back to whoever it is that you came here with, I'm sure they're worried about you."

The boy giggled. "They'll be fine, I can take care of myself."

Alan sighed. This kid is being really difficult.

"Well, is there anything you want?" Alan asked.

The boy pulled out a yo-yo. "Want to see me do some tricks? I'm really good." The boy said confidentially.

"Sure." Alan responded, seeing as that this might be the only way this kid will go away.

To Alan's surprise, the boy was really good. At first, he started out with some simple tricks. But then, somehow, he began to twirl the yo-yo in an expert fashion.

"Wow..." Alan breathed out, impressed as the boy twirled the yo-yo.

"Told ya, I'm really good. I've had lots of practice. C'mon, let me show you how to do a few tricks." The boy prodded. Alan couldn't help himself, and stepped out.

The boy handed Alan the yo-yo. "Here, show me what you can do."

Alan practically embarrassed himself when he tried to use the yo-yo, and the boy was non-stop laughing. "Wow, you suck at this." The boy said in between laughs.

Thanks a lot. Alan thought to himself, suddenly reminded of the Cosby show 'Kids Say the Darndest Things.'

"Sorry, I've never used a yo-yo before." Alan responded.

"Oh. Well, here, let me show you." The boy said, taking the yo-yo back.

"Alan? What are you doing?" Alan heard Katie call out, and both Alan and the boy turned to Katie, followed by Rachel, who seemed to be studying the child.

"Oh! Uh, nothing, this boy here was showing me how to use a yo-yo. He's pretty good actually."

"Ah, you must be Rachel, nice to finally meet you." This caused all three of them to stop and turn to the boy in alarm as he stared directly at Rachel, who was currently supposed to be invisible. Rachel froze in fear, recognizing who the boy was, though this was the first time she had actually seen him in person.

"L-L-Lord Constantine..." Rachel uttered. She had heard that Lord Constantine had the appearance of a child, an eight to ten year old boy, but she had never really believed it. At this point, however, there was no denying it. He was now allowing her to feel his presence, and it shook her to the core.

"That's me!" Lord Constantine called out excitedly, and both Katie and Alan turned to him, wide eyed, surprised, along with a touch of fear.

T-this kid...is a Vampire Lord!? Alan thought to himself.

Lord Constantine continued to smile. "I think we should take a drive together for a little while. Shotgun! I get the front!" Lord Constantine called out, running to the front passenger side door as all three stared at him, stunned.

Lord Constantine returned the stares and pouted. "C'mon! Let's go! Unless you want things to get ugly." There was a drastic and deadly change in his voice as he spoke the last sentence, even though it still had the high pitched voice of a small boy.

The change in his voice caused all three to shake off their surprise and get in the car with him. Rachel was in the front, driving, while Katie and Alan sat in the back.

"Well, this is nice. I finally get to meet Caleb Rachel the Third, and her little human lover, Alan Brooks. How exciting!" Lord Constantine said in excitement, then turned to Katie.

"Though, I don't know who you are. What's your name?"

"K-Katie." She didn't know what to make of this. Was this child really one of the nine Vampire Lords that they were supposed to fear? If he was, couldn't he easily kill them? What's going on?

"Nice to meet you Katie, I'm Lord Constantine." He said as he waved at Katie. Katie awkwardly waved back.




The Loners Ch. 13



Lord Constantine then turned to Alan. "You should be careful. With two girls around, you're sure to get the cooties." Lord Constantine giggled at his comment.

"Are you...really, a Vampire Lord?" Alan asked hesitantly.

Lord Constantine's smile vanished, taking on the look like he was the kid from The Omen, or one of the twins from The Shining. "Would you like it if I was more serious? Would you like it more if I acted like a true Vampire Lord, one that can easily kill you where you stand? Just because I act like a kid doesn't mean I can't kill all three of you here and now. And little miss Rachel here wouldn't even be able to get her pistols out in time to stop me."

Lord Constantine sighed. "People are so easily tricked by my appearance, which I sometimes use to my advantage. Why Alan, you would have been dead already if I didn't have other plans for you. But it's actually annoying at the same time, because some people have a hard time having a serious conversation with me. Like I don't know about things like murder, the drug trade, or fucking."

"And what are those, Lord Constantine? You're plans?" Rachel asked.

Lord Constantine giggled. "Simple. I want you three to do exactly what you're doing right now."

"What?"

"Allow me to explain. I'll start with this, do any of you know how World War 1 got started?"

"The assassination of the Archduke of Austria." Alan answered, having quite a bit of knowledge of history.

"Exactly. Now, in reality, the assassination itself wasn't that big of a deal. A small time assassination in a small time country. If that same assassination had taken place at another time, it would have meant nothing. But, since it happened at the right time and place, it gave everyone an excuse to start the Great War. The same kind of thing is happening right now."

"W-what do you mean?" Rachel asked.

Lord Constantine smiled, though this one was a very devious and deadly smile. "You three are merely small fry when compared to the bigger picture. But, because of the trouble you have caused, the other Lords have now openly sent their forces here to America to search for you. That means that the situation is nearly ripe for a full out war." Lord Constantine's voice had also changed to a menacing tone.

"You want to start a war!?" Alan asked.

Lord Constantine nodded. "Yep. I imagine that, if given the chance, Lady Helen, Lady Pandora, and Lady Francine would love for another chance to finish Lord Caleb once and for all, and put a more favorable Lord in his place. I personally hate him myself, and am going to try to create that opportunity. As for Lord Christian...eh, I dislike him, but it wouldn't bother me too much if he lives."

It was an odd thing to listen to, a young boy talking politics and war like it was all a cool video game he had discovered. Granted, it was hard to imagine that this boy was a Vampire Lord in the first place.

Lord Constantine then turned to the window and sighed. "It's been ages since I've been around this area. I grew up here, you know. Let's see...I was turned around eighty years or so ago, during the Great Depression. Quite unpleasant times. How I managed to survive everything that happened was a set of miracles that I still can't explain to this day."

That must have been how he found us! Rachel thought to herself. As a Lord, jumping across the world is a very possible feat. He must have jumped from where he was to here, taking a guess at where we were going, and waited for us here in case he got lucky.

Lord Constantine then giggled. "Oh, listen to me rattle on about the past. Those times are long since behind me. More importantly, I have a destination for you three. I need you to turn and go into the Blackwood National Forest of South Dakota."

"You see, within the forest, there is an underground undead/ghost camp that resides under the forest. Both Lord Christian and Lord Caleb are unpopular among the non-vampire community, due to their oppression of non-vampires. Weres were able to escape the country because they can resemble normal humans. Ghosts and the undead, however, are incapable of doing so, and instead have founded various hidden towns around the country."

"The town in question that I'm telling you about is one that I helped create in my early days, while I was still in this country." Lord Constantine continued, pulling out a cell phone. "In exchange for my help, they have sworn allegiance to me, and more or less act like sleeper agents to be used when the time is necessary."

"Yes, it's me." Lord Constantine spoke into the phone. "Has the story of the renegades reached your ears? Good, then I don't have to explain the situation. They're on their way to you."

"They don't have to stay long, a few days, maybe a week at best, then you can force them out if you wish, but don't kill them. I want them to live as long as possible. Oh, and be prepared, the time may be coming soon, and I'll call upon your services then, so long." Lord Constantine hung up the phone.

Lord Constantine then turned to the others with a smile on his face. "Okay, you're all set. The longer you live, the better, but you're not important enough to compromise one of my underground networks in America, so you have a week at best to figure out a better plan of survival on your own. Oh, and I would appreciate it if you did not repeat this conversation to anyone else, especially after I went through the trouble of helping you. The other Lords would not appreciate me helping you three in this manner."

"Anyway, that's all I have for you. If you're lucky, the war will get started and the other Lords will forget about the three of you and you will be allowed to live, so long as you quietly do so. But, I won't promise anything. I need to get back to New York City, several of my people are on the way, later." With that, Lord Constantine vanished.

After several quiet and tense moments, all three remaining occupants of the car sighed a breath of relief.

"I can't believe that just happened. We just ran into a Vampire Lord while on the run and lived." Rachel exclaimed, the only one who truly appreciated the gravity of the situation they were just in.

It was just as Lord Constantine had said. If he had chosen to kill, they all would have been dead within seconds, literally.

"So, what do we do now? Do we do what he said to do?" Katie asked.

"I don't like it. He's just using us for his benefit, he doesn't give a damn if we live or not." Alan said.

"What he said about the non-vampire community in America is true. I've conducted quite a few...missions against them under Caleb's orders. Besides, if it's true that all of the Lords and several of their Greaters are on the way here, it's going to be really difficult to hide without being detected, especially for me." Rachel responded.

"When it comes right down to it, it really is the best choice we have." Rachel concluded.

"Now, are the undead like, zombies or something? How will they receive us humans?" Katie asked, concerned.

"If they're working for Lord Constantine, they'll listen to his instructions and not harm us. They may force us out as he said they could, but, they won't harm us. Besides, the undead or ghosts aren't very powerful, I should be able to protect you should the need arise." Rachel responded.

"What if it's a trap?" Katie asked next. Rachel smiled at this.

"Lord Constantine wouldn't have needed to go through and set a trap for us. He could have taken us easily just now, just as he claimed he could. No, as strange and lucky as it is, it's legitimate. I don't know much about the Lords and how they operate, but based on missions that I've heard from Caleb's other operators, along with my own missions that I've conducted, power plays like this are common. Even Vampire Lords have to play politics with one another, except they play far more dirty."

"So, it's decided? We follow with what he says?" Alan asked, finalizing the decision.

"It's as I said, it's the best choice we have at this point."

*****

Dave and Ashley both drove to Trish Jacob's house as fast as they could. She had called them, excited that there was actual news on Alan's whereabouts. It had felt like an eternity since they had last seen Alan.

Judging from Trish's attitude over the phone, it seems that Alan was actually alive somewhere, though she knew nothing more than that, and wanted them to come as quickly as they could.

They pulled up to the house and walked inside, and were surprised with what they found.

Both Trish and Bob were sitting on the couch, facing a very handsome individual, along with several other individuals, all in very nice suits.

Dave wasn't sure why, but he suddenly had a bad feeling. Ashley, however, couldn't get over just how handsome the man that was sitting down was. And he was certainly well built! Like he was a football star!

The man that was sitting turned upon their arrival, and stood, smiling. "Ah, you must be Dave and Ashley, please, have a seat." He greeted warmly.

Dave simply stared at the man. "Excuse me, but, just who are you?"

"Ah, yes, where are my manners." The man said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a badge.

Dave observed the badge closely. "FBI!?"

The man nodded. "Yes. I asked the lovely Mrs. Jacobs here to call you guys over so that I can tell you all the truth of Alan's situation."

Trish blushed slightly at the handsome man's compliment. If only she wasn't married to Bob...but there were more important things to think about.

"Excuse me, but now that they're here, can you tell me about my son?" Trish asked.

"Yes, yes, of course. Your son, Alan Brooks." The man began.

"Your son has stumbled upon something he shouldn't have, yes indeed. And he has done something bad. Very, very bad." The man's voice became cold.

"Lucky for you, I will tell you what he did not, which is the full truth. It's the least I could do for you all before you die."

This caused the four humans present to gasp as the other men without warning jumped on them and covered their mouths to keep them from screaming.

They stared wide eyed at the handsome man. "Also, it's a good way to pass the time as we give you your spectacular deaths. Deaths so disgusting and unspeakable that it will catch the eyes of the news for weeks, at which point your precious Alan and his little bitch will show themselves. Once they do, they will be right behind you." Lord Caleb said darkly, as the men began pulling out knives.

Lord Caleb then smiled. "If it's any comfort to you, what you are about to experience is nothing compared to what those two will suffer through once I catch them."



The Loners Ch. 14



They arrived at Blackwood National Forest within a few hours, choosing a remote place to park. The afternoon sun shined high in the sky as they came to a stop and stepped out of the car.

Alan, Katie, and Rachel stretched once they were out of the car.

"How are we going to find this camp anyways?" Alan asked, breaking the long standing silence that had settled in the car once Lord Constantine had left.

"They'll most likely find us first, since they know we were coming." Rachel answered.

"So, what? Do we wait by the car, or go on a long hike?" Katie asked, not looking forward to a long walk into the forest, even if there were paths.

"We hike. They won't approach us in the open like this. As Lord Constantine said, there's a reason that the undead and ghost community can't leave the country." Rachel answered.

Katie sighed. "Well, I guess it could be worse."

Rachel went to the trunk upon seeing that no one was in the vicinity, and took out two pistols for herself. "You two should carry something on you, in case there is trouble. We don't know when we'll get back to the car." Rachel told both Alan and Katie.

Alan had no problem taking a pistol and pocketing it, though Katie was a little more apprehensive about it. Rachel decided to leave the edged weapons behind, since they were more difficult to conceal as she closed the trunk.

"Alright, let's get going." Rachel said, and they began hiking into the large forest.

*****

Lord Constantine awaited the arrival of his Greaters at JFK International. Lord Constantine also noted that there were a handful of other Greaters in the area, who Lord Constantine assumed were watching the airports on Lord Caleb's or even Lord Christian's behalf. Not surprising, and not a factor, though it meant he had to play the facade.

"Hello Liz, Benjamin." Lord Constantine greeted, as the rest of the Greaters filed off. It would look suspicious if he was leading an entourage of individuals, after all.

Constantine Anthony Elizabeth, or 'Liz' for short, was a short, 5'5'' woman with emerald eyes and shoulder length brunette hair. She possessed creamy, smooth, and sun kissed skin that would make most men drool at the mere sight of her. However, this usually didn't happen since she possessed a very serious expression on her face constantly and almost never showed any sort of seductive side except on rare occasions or when she was fucking. 

Although she was on the small side, including her breasts, the best part about her was her flexibility both in the bedroom and in battle, which Lord Constantine himself tested out several times in both ways. She could bend and twist in many, many ways without being broken. Liz was Lord Constantine's favorite woman out of the many he had, and it was accepted that Liz and Lord Constantine were more or less 'lovers'.

Liz wasn't necessarily hated for this because she never tried to use her favor to her advantage over others, which Lord Constantine had made clear that he would not accept. Liz was also a very cold and calculating woman, and spoke with what many would consider a rude tone. Another reason for the respect that she received was her ability to fight, which a handful had attempted to put to the test in the past only to be embarrassed by her amazing precision and flexibility.

Constantine Thomas Benjamin the Second was Lord Constantine's favorite man that he had, though Lord Constantine did not have sex with men. Benjamin, oddly enough, was almost the exact opposite of Liz. Standing at 6'1'' with very black skin, the kind one couldn't see at night, Benjamin was almost all muscle from head to toe. He also had long black hair that was tied with braids, though no one dared to question his choice of hair due to his immense figure.

Despite his size, Benjamin was a very fast fighter, and was probably the strongest fighter that Lord Constantine had. Given a few more years, or perhaps a decade or two, and he may actually start becoming strong enough to challenge a Vampire Lord in open combat, something that Lord Constantine had been planning and training Benjamin for.

Another surprising element of Benjamin was that he was a very soft spoken and polite man, and very rarely raised his voice even when he was angry. As some might say, he has the personality that wouldn't hurt a fly if he didn't have to.

Whenever Lord Constantine went out in public, he was always accompanied by these two, which formed a sort of 'family' in the eyes of ordinary humans. Although he accepted that it was the oddest family that most had ever seen, it was enough for him to get by.

"So, how did it go?" Benjamin asked. Both he and Liz were also Lord Constantine's confidents, and were well aware of what he was actually doing.

"Fine, I wasn't given too much trouble."

That meant that Lord Constantine had made contact, and the renegades were directed to Blackwood.

"How shall we proceed?" Liz asked.

"We'll start our search here in the east, in case they come here. We'll leave the obvious to everyone else. We must search carefully, and turn every suspicious stone we find. Who knows what'll turn up."

In other words, that meant to start digging up on weakness in Lord Caleb's holdings.

*****

"Such a horrible flight that was. I wish the Pacific ocean was so much smaller." Lady Pandora said as she stepped out into LAX.

Lady Pandora was a very attractive woman of Asian descent. Standing at 5'7'', she had pale white but smooth skin, brown eyes, and long black hair that was tied into two ponytails that started near the top and back of her head, which still managed to reach the middle of her back.

She also possessed a very alluring figure, which she showed off by wearing tight fitting outfits. The most glamorous part about her was her ass, which seductively swayed as she walked. Her generous chest made their presence known as well, which Lady Pandora used to her constant advantage in any conversation, especially with the large cleavage she left on display.

Lady Pandora was accompanied by one of her Greaters, Pandora Adam Jessica the Fourth. Jessica, like Lady Pandora, was a very seductive and very sexy woman, and her curves attracted many eyes. Unlike Lady Pandora, however, Jessica's best attribute was her long, smooth, and tanned legs. Jessica almost always showed off her legs as she was right now, wearing very short shorts that rode dangerous close to the beginnings of her tight ass.

"It's not all bad, my Lady. At least we had some fun during the flight." Jessica said with a wink and smile.

Lady Pandora sighed at the memory. Jessica is currently one of the best pussy manipulators that Lady Pandora had ever encountered, and was always ready and eager. Whether it be eating, teasing, fingering, or fucking, Jessica did it all, and had gotten Lady Pandora off a few times during the flight. However, the favor couldn't be returned, since Jessica was a screamer, and that would have been hard to explain on the plane.

"That reminds me, I'll have to rape and ravish you when we get to the hotel, after all of the business is settled first."

Jessica's smile broadened. "I look forward to it my Lady."

Lady Pandora's eyes then wandered, looking nowhere in particular. "So, have you noticed yet?" Lady Pandora asked, testing Jessica's observation abilities.

"Yes. Two...actually, three."

"Good girl. It's to be expected, the arrival of a Lord in another's territory is a rather large affair. I would be doing the same thing. Of course, if they try and follow us beyond the airport, well, that just means we'll have toys to play with, but I doubt they will."

*****

Both Lord Caleb and Lord Christian had been watching the airports very carefully. For now, and to their general relief, only two of the other Lords had chosen to come to America personally. The other Lords had only sent their agents, which were a concern, but little else. It was the Lords that they were really worried about, especially Lord Caleb, since he had bad blood with the three female Lords at the very least.

However, Lord Caleb wasn't that concerned. Once the renegades showed themselves, and they will, the other Lords will no longer have a reason to be in his territory, and then he can proceeded with his own plans.

*****

The cops who arrived at the Jacobs' residence had no idea what was awaiting them. They were here on a call from a concerned friend, who had not seen or heard from them at all for several hours.

Both Bob and Trish Jacobs were sociable individuals, and it wasn't like them to shut themselves out from the world. It was even more unusual that they weren't answering the phone in the middle of the day, even though their cars were home.

Rather than try and break in, the friend decided that it would be a better idea to call the cops. The two officers that were sent to the house were already acquainted with the Jacobs', having stopped by for questioning before when they had reported that Alan Brooks was missing.

They knocked on the door first, and attempted to peek into the windows, only to find that all of the shades had been closed. After several moments of no answer, they rang the doorbell next. Still no answer.

"Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs?" One of the officers called out as he knocked loudly on the door.

Still nothing, and the officers saw that a car was pulling up, and a middle aged woman stepped out.

"Excuse me, ma'am, but are you a friend of the Jacobs'?"

The woman nodded. "Yes, I'm the one who called you guys, anything?" She asked.

The officer shook his head. "No, nothing yet."

The woman cautiously approached the door, and knocked. "Trish? Bob? It's Amy, are you guys there?"

"Is there any reason you think that something's wrong?" The officer asked.

"Well, they were supposed to come to a barbeque I was having today, and they didn't show, and they won't answer any of their phones. It's not like them to just no show like that, and it's also not like them to shut out the world like this, so I was worried. I came by earlier, and saw their cars here, but, they didn't answer the door." Amy explained.

"I see." The officer acknowledged. "You wouldn't happen to have a key to the house would you?" He asked next, hoping that he wouldn't have to break down the door or something.

Amy shook her head. "No, sorry."

The officer sighed. "Great. Is there anyway to get into the house that you know of?"

Amy shook her head again, and knocked on the door once more. "Bob? Trish? What's going on here?" She asked, her concern growing.

The two officers looked at one another, then to Amy. "I'm afraid we may have to break down the door, will you accept responsibility on our behalf?"

Amy nodded. "Yes, I'll pay for the door or whatever you want me to do, that's fine, I just want to make sure that they're alright."

It wasn't much, but, it would do for now.

"Okay, step back." The officer instructed, and he proceeded to kick the door open. The sight that greeted the three was beyond anything they had imagined as they stepped in.

Blood was splattered in nearly every part of the living room, and the stench was overwhelming. The four bodies had been cut open, and the organs had been removed, randomly placed or tied in various locations, like something out of a horror movie, with blood still dripping from the entrails. Amy immediately recognized both Bob and Trish's faces, which were left untouched, though their eyes were wide and their lips hung open in shock and lifeless. It was a scene that would invade their dreams for years to come.

Amy gasped, then let out the largest scream she could muster as the two officers stared at the scene, overwhelmed by the carnage.

*****

"Umm, not to sound like a pain in the ass even though I will, but are we sure that this 'camp' is even out here?" Katie asked, slapping yet another bug that was trying to attach itself to her leg.

"This forest is rather large, and it's not like the ghosts or undead are going to leave signs that say 'Here We Are'. So we can't exactly stop looking yet." Rachel responded.

Alan slapped his arm, and was irritated that he missed the bug flying around him. "Katie does have a point. We're only going on this hike based on someone else's advice, we have no idea if what that Lord told us is true or not. And how come you don't seem to be getting attacked by bugs?"

"Not really sure. To be honest, I'm not that familiar of the supernatural influences on the natural environment. My guess would be that the bugs don't sense me as a living human, and therefore, aren't drawn to me." Rachel replied. "More importantly however..." She stopped suddenly, turning.

This caused both Alan and Katie to turn. "What is it?" Alan asked, as both he and Katie turned to face in the direction that Rachel was.

A blue, ethereal human figure emerged, phasing right through the ground. The figure was a man, who appeared to be a little past his prime, if he was alive. He was wearing jeans with a collard shirt, and almost looked normal aside from the fact that he was see through, and blue.

"Ah, so you are the renegades that I've heard about. Funny, I expected you to be more dangerous looking, instead you look like a bunch of harmless pussies." The ghost spoke.

'Nice to meet you too, dick.' Alan thought to himself.

'Wow, he must have had a way with people when he was alive.' Katie thought.

Rachel spat at the comment. "Glad to disappoint."

The ghost laughed. "Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter, business is business. Follow me." The ghost said, turning, and began floating off.

Alan walked up to Rachel. "Are all ghosts assholes like that?"

"I don't know, but if they are, we are going to have some issues."

Both Katie and Alan nodded in agreement as they followed the ghost, who silently led them to their destination.

Their destination turned out to be a very worn out wood tower right smack in the middle of nowhere.

"Well, here we are. There's a hatch that's leads underground in the bottom of the tower, and the end of my company. Benny will be there to greet you, see you kids around." The ghost said as he floated through the ground.

Rachel huffed. "Kid!? If only we were here under different circumstances, I'd kick that ghost's ass all the way around the world."

Katie turned to Rachel, confused. "How can you fight a ghost? You aren't able to touch him, right?"

"Oh, there are ways. Why do you think the ghosts have gone into hiding as well?" Was all Rachel said.

"I just hope this 'Benny' guy isn't as big of an asshole as that ghost." Alan remarked as they walked into the tower.

As the ghost explained, there was a hatch at the bottom of the tower. They opened the hatch, and found a ladder that led into a very dark hole.

"I can't see anything, how far down do you think this goes?" Katie asked, concerned. She wasn't the most comfortable around heights.

"I'll go first. I'll call you two when it's safe." Rachel said as she made her way to the ladder and began climbing down.

"Be careful." Katie said to her. Rachel smiled.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." She said as she disappeared into the hole.

After several anxious moments, they heard Rachel's voice echo from the hole.

"It's safe, you can come down. It might seem like a long climb, but don't worry, the ladder is sturdy and stable. However, I'll be down here in case I need to catch someone."

Katie and Alan looked at each other, and Alan could see that Katie was uncomfortable with the idea of climbing down a long ladder.

"You go first, I'll be behind you." Alan suggested, and Katie nervously nodded.

Katie slowly proceeded to the ladder, and cautiously took the first step or two down. When he saw that he had enough room to follow, Alan began climbing down after her.

Alan caught up to Katie almost immediately, and was forced to slow his climb as she cautiously took step after step, not daring to look down. Alan also began to see a small light at the bottom of the hole, which grew larger and larger until they finally reached the bottom.

Katie let out a breath of relief when she finally touched solid ground, but when she turned, she let out a loud gasp and jumped as Alan touched the solid ground.

Curious on what made her jump, he turned as well, and he blinked several times at the sight.

There was a large, middle aged black man holding a torch. He was wearing a casual dress, jeans and a tee shirt, and was completely bald. The surprising part was the fact that he had several holes, which appeared to be bullet holes, in his chest.

"Humans...so easily spooked." The man said with a smirk.

"Well, they've never seen this kind of thing before. I had a similar reaction when I saw my first undead." Rachel commented, who was standing next to the man.

"Wha-what happened to you?" Katie asked, trying to get over her shock.

The man spat. "I was a robbery gone bad. Didn't help that the robber was high on coke and trigger happy when he robbed me."

"Did they ever catch him?" Katie asked.

"Yeah, they got him. It pisses me off though. One, he wasn't caught for what he did to me, and two, that fucking bitch is still alive! Ten fucking years I've been waiting for that bitch to die so that, maybe just maybe, I'll move on."

The man then sighed. "Whatever, enough about that. With my luck, I'll be around another twenty years before that fucker dies since everyone's so damn adamant against the death penalty. My name's Benjamin, or Benny if you want. Lord Constantine already filled me in. So that means that you must be Katie, and you are Alan. Pleasure's mine."

Benny extended his hand, which both Katie and Alan took. They found that his touch was very cold, which wasn't that surprising. The man was dead after all.

Benny turned, smiled, and began leading the way through a long and dark tunnel. "So, you three have been stirring up trouble for both Lord Caleb and Lord Christian have you? Good, those two are assholes anyways."

"So, you guys really don't like Caleb or Christian, do you?" Katie asked.

"Lord Caleb is just a straight fucking neo Nazi prick, so I have double the reason for hating his guts. As for Lord Christian, he's not as bad, but he's convinced that he's so damn superior and us undead and ghosts should be his servants by default. It's retarded, you would think that arrogance or ignorance of this kind would go away within this kind of community. Nope. If anything, it gets bigger as the egos do." Benny answered, the bitterness in his voice obvious.

As they made their way through the tunnel, they began hearing echoes, which became louder the further they walked, and light could be seen in the distance. The tunnel itself ended, and opened up to a large underground cavern. To the surprise of the outsiders, the cavern held within it what appeared to be a rather nice town, complete with two story houses scattered all over the open space. The cavern was also lit with both torches and actual electrical lights.

"Wow..." Katie marveled at the sight. A real underground town. This was something she never imagined seeing.

"Yeah, no kidding." Alan remarked. "But, how do you guys have electricity?"

"Lord Constantine. He found a way to give us both power and even cable TV down here. It helps when a Vampire Lord can dedicate his resources to you. In short, this setup down here is his payment for our services. Cell phones, however, are unusable down here, so we have actual phone lines." Benny explained.

Several floating blue forms could also be seen randomly floating around the town, along with walking figures. Some of the walking individuals either had obviously broken limbs or were even missing limbs all together.

"Not only that, we've been working on building this place for quite a few decades to turn it into what it is today." Benny added.

"And you guys managed to build all of this without being noticed?"




The Loners Ch. 14



Benny nodded. "Lord Constantine is quite a resourceful and sly individual. I don't know all of the details since I can't really question Lord Constantine on his assets and arrangements. But so far, things have been working out, and none of us can really complain." He said as he began walking.

"You'll also find to your relief that Lord Constantine has already prepared some items for your arrival to keep you down here without drawing attention, which are waiting for you at the house that's been setup for you three." Benny added.

"Like what?" Katie asked, curious.

"Anything that would tempt you to go to the surface. Things like food, which includes blood bags for Rachel. Cleansing materials, some toys, and various other things."

"Toys? What does that mean?" Katie asked.

Benny smirked. "Isn't that obvious? Lord Constantine wants you to stay quiet. You'll be more inclined to do so if you have extra tools so you guys can fuck."

Katie instantly went red, closely followed behind by Alan. Rachel, on the other hand, wasn't that surprised, nor was she embarrassed. Sex is a great way to keep people quiet and under control, and it's not surprising that Lord Constantine thought of that. The other difference was that Katie and Alan weren't that open about their sex life. Their experience with each other, in reality, had been a random anomaly brought on by extreme and unusual circumstances.

Of course, it also didn't help that both Benny, who they just met not minutes ago, had commented about their sex lives. On top of that, it was Lord Constantine, a Vampire Lord, who had gone through the trouble of spicing up their sex life.

Katie laughed awkwardly, as Alan's eyes wandered around the town.

"So, uh, it's kind of odd seeing you guys living like this. I mean, I never thought that zombies would behave almost exactly like normal humans."

Benny stopped, and turned to Alan, hostility in his eyes, which Alan saw. Katie was surprised at such a quick change in demeanor as Rachel went on alert.

"Wh-what? Did I say something wrong?" Alan asked.

Benny relented slightly. "Since you've never encountered undead before, you don't know any better. However, never use the term 'zombie' around us again. We are not brainless idiots that stupidly wander around like lost sheep, understand?" Benny asked harshly.

Alan nodded quickly. "Sorry."

Benny turned. "It's fine. Like I said, you didn't know any better, but now you do." He said as he continued walking.

"So, anything else like that I need to know about?" Alan asked, not wanting to make the same mistake twice.

"Not really. Ghosts are ghosts, though they don't mind the various terms like apparition, phantom, or things like that. 'Zombie' however, is used as a derogatory term in our world. Considering the definition that was established thanks to that jackass Romero, everyone else was quick to use that term to demean us, and we've come to prefer the term 'undead' instead." Benny explained, his voice now relaxed, and he led them to one of the houses.

"Here we are. This is for you guys. Like I said, you'll find just about anything you need already inside, even electronics. It also helped that one of our own did live in this home, but has recently moved on, so most of the stuff in there was hers. As for the rest of this town, the only real place you'll need to worry about is just down the street." Benny said, pointing.

"See that rather large building over there that several houses wide? That's our public hangout. Don't expect much in entertainment aside from the large TVs in there, and maybe some music. We can't really do anything strenuous because of our rotting bodies, and ghosts can't interact with physical objects, so a lot of us with nothing to do just sit and watch TV together, or play video games. We regularly hold contests if that interests you."

Alan was suddenly sold.

"Um...do you guys have running water or anything?" Katie asked. Due to the constant string of incidents, none of them have been able to shower at all, and Katie knew that she could really use one.

"Actually, we do. It may seem odd from your perspective, but, even our kind doesn't like to live in filth." Benny replied.

Whew, one less problem to worry about, Katie thought to herself.

"If I may ask, how long are you going to permit us to stay?" Rachel asked.

Benny shrugged. "Depends. Lord Constantine wants you to live and annoy the other Lords as long as possible without compromising this camp. If possible, we can permit you to stay longer than one week, but don't expect anything long term."

Rachel nodded. "I understand."

With that, Benny walked off, and Katie entered the house, followed by Alan and Rachel.

It was a modest establishment, with a single, open living room on the first floor, with scattered furniture a TV, stacks of cabinets, and a refrigerator. It appeared like a kitchen and living room mixed into one Rachel checked this to see if the blood bags that Benny had spoken of were stored here as Katie went upstairs. Alan decided to sit down and relax for a little while, turning the TV on.

Rachel found that not only were the blood bags here, but there was quite a bit of frozen food and drinks, including alcohol. Rachel surmised that food wouldn't be a problem with quite a while.

"Hey Alan, check this out, we're stacked for a little while."

"Oh-my-God!" Katie gasped upstairs annunciating each word, and both Rachel and Alan rushed upstairs.

"What?" Alan asked as Katie pointed at the closet of the room she was in, which was a bedroom. The room possessed an enormous bed that looked like it could fit ten people on it. However, Alan and Rachel were focused on the closet that Katie was pointing at. Alan's eyes widened at the sight as Rachel smirked.

The closet was literally filled with various sex toys, ranging from dildos, to furry hand cuffs, to strap-ons.

"Wow..." Alan's voice drifted at the sight.

"Isn't this a little overboard? Just a little?" Katie asked, taking one of the items.

"What the hell is this?" She asked, holding some sort of beads.

"Anal beads." Rachel answered. "Not a fan of them myself, they're quite rough to try and take in the ass."

Katie quickly put the beads back. "Uhh...yeah." She responded.

Rachel reached out and took the cuffs. "Oh, I definitely want to use these in the future, either to cuff, or be cuffed, you two can take your pick." She said with a seductive smile, turning to Alan and Katie.

She then turned back to the closet and pulled out one of the strap-ons. "Not only that, but we can experiment a little. How does that sound, Alan?" Rachel said, turning to him.

"Wait, what would I do with a...oh." Alan stopped upon realizing Rachel's intention.

"No offense, but seeing all of this stuff here is rather off putting at the moment, and I'm exhausted from all of the driving and walking. I haven't had a good rest since the motel really." Katie responded, walking away.

Rachel sighed, a little disappointment showing. "I guess I am too, but I definitely want to start using some of these as soon as possible." She said, putting the hand cuffs and strap-on back.

Alan breathed a sigh of relief, and silently thanked Katie. He wasn't sure if he was up for all of that at this very moment. Like Katie, seeing all of these objects were off putting for him as well.

"If you're hungry, there's food in the fridge, and I'm guessing there is stuff in the cabinets as well." Rachel called out, following Katie. Alan glanced at the closet one last time, and shuddered a little at the sight. He feared what all of those objects could do in Rachel and Katie's hands. Especially Rachel.

They found that Lord Constantine had supplied them well, although it was mostly canned goods or frozen dinners. They ate in silence, around a small table. To Alan's curiosity, Rachel only had a little out of one of the blood bags, and her eyes changed as she fed, and immediately returned to normal once she was done.

"Why did you only have a little? I thought that when you feed, you fed a lot?" Alan asked.

Rachel turned and sat back down. "Well..." Rachel sighed taking on a sad face. "No, I don't always have to feed a lot when I choose to feed."

Rachel let that answer hang for a few moments, to see if Alan would figure it out. It took him a few moments, but he did. Katie hadn't caught on yet, though she was now curious.

"So then...is it true that you don't have to kill when you feed?" Alan asked. Now The conversation had Katie's full intention. She had been under that impression as well.

Rachel nodded. "Yes. But, there's a reason why I've been doing so. You see, I bite around here." Rachel lay two fingers on where the jugular vein is, high on the neck, and a little below the ear. The fingers were also spread a little, showing that she bit both high and low near where the shoulder meets the neck.

"The bite itself isn't fatal, although though the victim can lose a lot of blood. However, as you can see, hiding bite marks here would be very difficult, as well as difficult to explain."

"Can you imagine what would happen if random humans started showing up in hospitals with bite marks that are suspiciously like a vampire's? Even if I got them in their sleep or drugged them, the two holes alone would be immediately noticed by anyone who gave the victim a glance."

"Another problem is that I can't really just bite anywhere, like say on the arm or leg. I need a place where I can draw a lot of blood and not just little droplets, so it needs to be a large vein or artery. That leaves here, on the wrist." She said as she explained, pointing at her wrist, at the point where one checks for pulses. "Or here, on the inner thigh." She next pointed high on her inner thigh, which was very close to her sex.

"Biting here on the thigh is impractical, because of the size of most legs versus the size of my mouth. I'm not able to get a proper bite. Now yes, there is the wrist, but, victims can be harder to control if I focus on the wrist like that. So, that leaves the neck as the best practical choice."

"So, I can't just bite anywhere where people wouldn't notice the bite marks. I decided on the run that the best plan of action when I feed..."

"Is to destroy the evidence...in a sense." Alan finished.

Rachel nodded. "That's right. Vampires live almost solely on blood. Like humans, if a vampire runs out of blood, they die. However, vampires are constantly losing blood. Think of it like hit points in one of your video games, with vampires stuck on poison mode for the rest of their lives."

"So, you were waiting until you were nearly dead before you fed?" Alan asked.

"Before I met you, no, not as long. Killing didn't bother me. However, after I met you, I decided that for your sake, I should feed as little as possible while still having to destroy the evidence of my existence, as you put it."

"So, in short, you were starving yourself on Alan's behalf?" Katie asked.

Rachel smiled a small smile. "When you say it like that, it almost sounds like I was doing something noble." Her smile then faded.

"I'm sorry. I both did and didn't mean to hide that from you two. I just simply found it more convenient for you two to believe that every time I fed, it was a lot, and someone had to die. That sounds better than what the truth was, and that I was simply killing to get rid of the evidence." She said sadly.

Silence hung in the air for a few moments, and then Alan spoke. "Look, I don't mean to start anything, I'm just asking. Is there anything else that you're hiding? I mean, just how many more revelations about you are we going to have? I would feel better if we just got everything out now rather than during a crisis."

"Alan, don't put her on the spot like that. Didn't I just help point out that what she does and hides, she does for you. For both of us?" Katie spoke up on Rachel's behalf.

Alan sighed. "It's just...I'd rather know the truth. Rachel, you've met my mother, so you can believe it when I say that she's a very overprotective mother, right?"

Rachel nodded, and Alan continued. "Well, it's also true that she tried to lie and hide things from me for the sake of protecting me. But, to be honest, I kind of resent her for that. I wish that she had told me the truth about a lot more things from the start, rather than allow me to live in ignorance of so many things for so long."

"So yeah, you may be hiding things from me for my sake. But honestly, I'd rather know the truth, no matter how terrible it is. I'm the type of person that would rather be miserable with the truth, then happy with a lie."

"So, if the world was going to end in ten days, and you couldn't do anything about it?" Katie asked.

Alan nodded. "I'd rather know about it then live those ten days in ignorance, even if all I do is sit in a corner and wait for it to happen."

Rachel smiled. "I'm actually like that as well. I'm sorry, I'll remember that about you from now on. But, I think you two finally got everything out of me. Well, maybe not everything, otherwise we'd be here for days, but you got most of them."

Silence once again hung in the air, although this was a more comfortable silence. Their minds wandered, with Alan dwelling on what was just said.

"Well, I'm going to go shower. I know I could really use one." Katie broke the silence.

"So could I. I wonder if the shower is big enough for all three of us?" Rachel asked with a grin.

To their collective disappointment, it wasn't. There was only one, and there was just enough room for one person at a time. Katie went first, while Alan and Rachel searched the house for extra clothes. They actually found that one of the closets did have some, and even more surprising was there were both men and women's clothes. On top of that, the clothes appeared that they would fit, and they realized that Lord Constantine had really gone out of his way to keep them quiet.

All three of them took fast but relaxing showers, while Katie and Rachel, in comfortable shirts and shorts, were sitting down and enjoying a nice period of relaxing. It didn't take long, however, for both of their minds to drift into the closet of toys. Ideas began to form, and the two girls began giving one another glances. It was here that they realized that neither of them had bras on, and soon, they met each other's eyes as the desire began to build.

By the time Alan joined them, Katie and Rachel were grinning, to Alan's confusion. The girls saw the confusion in Alan's expression and decided to rectify that as they stood, still grinning.

"Where are you two going?" Alan asked, then realized that was a dumb question, recognizing their looks of desire.

"Oh...uh...should I be worried?" Alan asked next as both Rachel and Katie looked at him oddly.

"Why?" Rachel asked.

"Well, with all of those objects up there...I'm guessing that's what you're thinking about right?" Alan asked. Rachel nodded.

"Well..."

Rachel's grin returned. "There's no need to be worried, I'm not going to strap you down and start whipping you, unless that's what you like."

"Uhhh..."

Rachel patted Alan on the shoulder. "I'm serious. This will only good if we all have a good time. I won't do anything you don't want to do, so don't think I'm going to go all abusive on you."

"T-thanks..."

Rachel then brought herself to Alan's ear, and whispered in it. "But...I would like to experiment a few things...is that okay?" She breathed hotly into his ear.

"That's not fair!" Alan exclaimed as Rachel pulled away, grabbed his hand, and began leading the way.

Katie had been silently standing nearby, watching everything with an amused expression, and followed the two of them upstairs.

Once they arrived at the closet, both Rachel and Katie began going over items, like they were window shopping.

"God...there are so many options, I don't know what to do. I want to do them all at once but that really isn't possible..." Katie mused, going through vibrators.

Rachel, however, went for the strap-ons. "To be honest, I haven't been able to get the idea of me fucking Alan's ass out of my head for a while."

She turned and looked at Alan with seductive eyes, which began changing, now that her mind was filled with lewd images. "You dirty boy." She said sultry, then returned to the closet, hoping for the other essential.

Katie turned to Alan and flashed him a smile. "Well, at least you don't have to worry about me concerning that idea, that one is all on Rachel."

"Ah, here we go, I didn't see these the first time." Rachel said, grabbing one of the bottles of lube. She turned and put both items on the bed as Alan dumbly stood and stared. He was suddenly struck with concern again.

"Actually, I don't think we need vibrators. I'm more in the mood in kind of doing all of the work myself." Katie then spotted a double sided dildo, and immediately grabbed it. "Now this on the other hand, I definitely want to use."

Rachel walked up, and saw what Katie was holding, and grinned. "Oh yeah. You and I can definitely have some fun with that. Even Alan can too, if that's his thing."

Katie tossed the item on the bed. "There's no way we'll get through all of these, and I'm not sure what I'm really in the mood for."

Rachel grabbed the furry hand cuffs. "It's better if you just pick anything that strikes your fancy, and then we can decided what we want to do once we've narrowed things down." She said, tossing the hand cuffs on the bed, and looked at Alan.

"C'mon." She said, motioning for him to come to the closet. "I'm sure you must have some ideas. Pick out some things you want to play with." She said, stepping out of the way. Katie did so as well, now curious on what Alan would choose, since he hasn't said anything yet.

Alan sighed as he approached the closet, and his eyes wandered. He honestly felt like this closet was...missing things. He spotted several furry chains which he grabbed and silently tossed on the bed.

"Well...I guess those can work, in case the hand cuffs don't." Rachel remarked.

Alan then decided that he needed to check the other closets, and see if there were other, more interesting items. He stood and walked away, his eyes set on another closet.

"Well, I guess we haven't seen the other closets yet, either. We've been so busy with this one."

Alan opened one of the closets that they hadn't explored yet, and realized he hit jackpot.

Costumes. Bunny costumes, angel costumes, nurse outfits, and plenty more.

Both Katie and Rachel's eyes widened. "Oooo, good work Alan." "Nice!" They said as they approached the closet. Mirrors were stacked in this closet as well, along with accessories for the outfits, including fake vampire teeth.

"Now that's funny, I could have you two dress up like vampires for me." Rachel said with a giggle.

Alan realized that there was way too much to choose from, and decided that they should talk about what they were actually going to do, rather than randomly let things happen.

"Hey, guys? Can we figure out what we're going to do first? I feel like we'll be here all night with you two going through everything, and that's even after you narrow things down. How about this? Let's find out what each of us wants the most, and we'll go through those first?"

Rachel and Katie stopped and turned to Alan. "Actually, that is a good idea." Rachel said.

Katie nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I guess we'll go through everything in due time anyways."

Alan smiled. "Alright, we'll start with Katie. What do you want to do most of all?"

Katie thought for a moment. "Well...oh! I almost forgot, protection! I haven't seen any yet!"

Alan's eyes traveled to a nightstand that was on the bed that had a single drawer. Alan approached it, and opened the drawer, finding what he expected.




The Loners Ch. 14



"We're good on that, there's quite a few here."

All three of them let out a sigh of relief. Lord Constantine had thought of that.

"Okay, now for what I want to do the most...hmmm." Katie mused with a smile, going into thought.

"Remember, you can include fantasies as well." Alan said, to help with her decision.

"I know, I know, I'm just having a hard time deciding, that's all." Katie responded.

After several more moments of silence, Rachel spoke up. "How about this? Tell us some of the things you're currently thinking about, and maybe we can help you narrow it down." Rachel suggested.

"Well...to be honest, I'm kind of focused on one thing right now." Katie responded.

"Don't keep us in suspense, what is it?" Rachel asked excitedly.

Katie's eyes wandered to the two sided dildo. "I want Rachel and I to share that. We did promise that our pussies could meet up and kiss sometime, right? I've kind of been stuck on that for a while, but mostly out of curiosity. I want to at least try it."

Katie then turned to Alan. "I feel bad because I don't have any place for you in this."

Alan shook his head, but was smiling. "Hey, don't worry about it. If that's what you want to try, then by all means, go ahead. I won't mind."

Alan then turned to Rachel. "Okay, you're next Rachel. What do you want?"

"That's easy for me, and I have a two in one special." Rachel said with a grin, her altered eyes sparkling with desire.

"A two for one special?" Alan asked, both out of curiosity and concern.

Rachel eyed the strap-on. "I want to fuck your ass with that, but I can also do that at the same time I play dominator. Like I said, I've never really had the chance to play dominator for fun or pleasure before, so I'd like to try it." Rachel then eyed the hand cuffs. "That means we'll need those too."

"Now Alan, I'll only do this if you're willing to try it. So, let me ask you, and the choice is yours. Do you want to allow me to dominate you that will end with me fucking your ass with a strap-on?" She said, surprisingly, hiding her desire and only showing concern in her altered eyes.

Alan thought about it. Although it was difficult resisting those altered eyes of hers sometimes, he also knew that she was giving him the choice. He also knew that, despite her wanting to play the 'dominate' role, she would care for him when the time came. If there was anyone whose fantasies that Alan could safely indulge, it would be Rachel's.

Alan nodded his head. "Yeah, I'll do it."

Rachel smiled in gratitude, and moved to hug Alan. "You are the best." She said to him, grabbed the strap-on, and went to the closet. "Let me make sure I got the smoothest and smallest for you. I don't want to ruin it for both of us by having the wrong strap-on." She said, searching the closet and comparing the others to the one in her hand. Once she was satisfied, she rejoined Katie and Alan.

Rachel and Katie both turned to Alan. "Now...that just leaves you." Rachel said expectantly.

Alan sighed and hung his head. He still hadn't really thought of anything.

"I...I don't really have anything...sorry." He replied. Both girls moved to his side and sat him down with them.

"That's okay Alan, maybe we can help." Katie said.

"Yeah. I mean, you did make some admissions in the car before, so surely you have some fantasy that we can help make real." Rachel added.

"Well...I guess...I mean, anything is fine with me, honestly." Alan said, wanting to avoid being in the spotlight. He just couldn't really think of anything he wanted, and kept drawing blanks. He didn't know why he was having such a hard time, since he's had plenty of fantasies before.

"Oh no. You're not going to get all passive here. Katie and I will dig your ultimate fantasy out of you ourselves if we have to." Rachel responded.

"I was under the impression that you two did a lot of different things though?" Katie asked.

"Well, most of that was my fault, I was the one who initiated most of our experiments together." Rachel explained, reminding Katie that Katie herself had made this observation once before.

Rachel was the kinky one, and Alan was just along for the ride. Katie remembered.

"It's alright, really. What you guys want is fine with me." Alan said.

"Rachel's right, there's no way we're going to let this go. We'll act out any fantasy that you want."

Katie then leaned close and began whispering into Alan's ear as Katie began recalling their conversation in the car.

"Maybe you'd like us to pretend your dirty, nasty, slut sisters who couldn't resist the forbidden temptation of their brother?" Katie whispered, licking Alan's ear. Alan's brain went into hyper drive, but also stopped working at the same time.

"Katie, don't start doing all of that yet. Otherwise, we won't get anything out of him." Rachel said, as Katie backed off.

"I was just giving him an idea to think about, I wasn't going to go any further." Katie explained as Alan took several calming breaths.

"Well, let's just narrow everything down one by one. What did you whisper to him anyways?" Rachel asked.

"I asked if he wanted us to pretend that we were his sisters that couldn't resist the forbidden fruit."

Rachel nodded. "Nice." She turned to Alan. "Well, what do you think?" Rachel asked.

"Well...it was a nice idea." Alan responded.

Rachel didn't accept this. "Nah. We'll know what he wants when he starts jumping all over it. How about anal? Want to fuck our asses?" Rachel asked.

"I don't know, not really that big of a thing for me." Alan responded.

"Okay...hmmm, what do you want more, a physical act, or a fantasy act?"

"Huh?"

"Meaning is there something physically you want to do, or do you want to act out a fantasy?" Rachel clarified.

Alan thought about it. "I like the fantasy idea better." He said. "Actually, I think I have an idea."

"Ooo, what is it?" Katie asked.

"Well, I like massages." Alan said.

"Ooo, a massage with a super happy ending, we can do that." Katie said.

"Not exactly. I want to be the one giving the massage."

Both Katie and Rachel stared at him silently for a few moments.

"In the past, I had a little experience in giving massages, and well, I actually enjoy giving them to others. So really, if there's anything I really want to do, is to give both of you massages. I know, I know, corny, right?"

Rachel patted Alan on his leg. "Not at all. If that's your greatest fantasy at the moment, that's what we'll do. It's not that surprising either, you are the more giving type. You like to give as much as receive, that is a very big reason why Katie and I find you so sexy."

Katie nodded in agreement. "Absolutely. Actually, I think that's the sexiest idea we have on the table right now. My idea is kind of small time, and Rachel's idea is just for pure carnal pleasure. Your idea is by far the most intimate, emotional, and physically pleasurable idea for all three of us."

"Really?" Alan asked, not expecting those answers.

"Yeah. Katie's right, and we'll have to save that one for last. Okay, we got our ideas, and since we're saving the best for last, that leaves mine and Katie's idea. Which should we do first?" Rachel asked, turning to Katie first.

"Hmm...well, I want to watch you fuck his ass. I've never seen a live man allow someone to play with his ass before."

Rachel grinned. "Yeah, and besides, a nice, relaxing, and loving massage will be just the thing I want after you and I go a few rounds with the two sided dildo."

Both girls turned to Alan. "What do you think?" Rachel asked Alan. "And don't you go all 'doesn't matter to me' crap."

Alan thought for a moment. "Well...I guess I want to know exactly what will be happening so that we don't have any sort of accident or misunderstanding. What exactly do you plan to do? Are you going to go straight into fucking my ass?" Alan asked.

"No. See, I want to play the role I spoke of before. Me, the big bad vampire, and you, the poor little human who becomes my toy. I plan on just having my way with you for a while before I get to the true deflowering of your ass."

"And, what about Katie?" Alan asked, turning to her. "What did you want to do?"

Katie shrugged. "This is Rachel's fantasy, so it's her call." She said as Rachel went into thought for a moment, then decided.

"I want you to help. I won't be doing anything with you this time, for me, this is all about Alan and myself, but, you can help. You can't do anything like sit on his face for instance, but, you can hold him, and whisper sweet nothings into his ear."

"So, no dirty talk between us this time?" Katie asked.

"Nope, sorry, but I for the most part will be pretending that you're invisible."

"Fine with me." Katie acknowledged.

"Now, how long will this go on?" Alan asked next.

"Until I fuck your ass, that will be the last part."

"And how long will that be?"

"Until you cum. I want to see if I can make you cum just from fucking your ass. If not, well, I'll assist you while fucking your ass."

"So, that means I can't help him cum at all?" Katie asked.

Rachel shook her head. "Nope. You can hold him, lay next to him, whisper sweet nothings into his ear, and touch him anywhere you want to except his cock. That is all for me."

Rachel then turned to Alan. "Look, I already know I asked this, but I want to ask again, are you sure you want to let me fuck your ass?"

Alan nodded. "It's fine. I mean, I did say I would do it right? Who knows, I may even like it. I know I like it when you occasionally play with my ass, and if there is anyone I can trust with this kind of thing, it's you."

Rachel smiled warmly in response, and nodded. "Okay. I'll be sure to be extra gentle, that's why I grabbed the lube as well. That will be so much better than the lube we have used in the past."

"Okay. Now that we got that all figured out, what happens next? You two will go at it with the two sided dildo?" Alan asked.

Rachel nodded. "Most likely, Katie and I will be so turned on that we'll be going straight to that with no preamble, and fuck the shit out of each other. In fact, I could do so right now from how wet I am."

Katie nodded as well. "Yeah. I won't touch myself at all as you two go at it, and save myself up for that. And you think you're wet? I'm practically leaking over here."

"Okay, let's not get into a pissing contest here." Alan said quickly before Rachel could retort. "So, that leaves the massage..."

Both Katie and Rachel turned to him. "And that's all on you. You tell us how you want to do the massage."

Alan thought for a moment. "Hmm...well, I want you to laying side by side next to each other, so close that you're arms are touching. Let's see, you can start face down first, and I'll do your backs, then your fronts. Also, I want to see how long you two can resist touching both me and each other."

Katie and Rachel raised their eyebrows.

"What I'm saying is, I want to see if I can drive you two so crazy that you two can't help yourselves but attack me when I finish. That way, I know how good of a job I did."

"In short, you want to tease the shit out of us until we can't stand it?" Rachel asked with a grin, her altered eyes sparkling again.

Alan nodded.

"You're evil. But I like it, you're on. Just be warned, it can go the other way around." Rachel responded with a sly smile.

Alan smiled in return. "Ah, but I am allowed to touch you where ever I want."

"But you also can't touch yourself, let's make that a part of the arrangement."

Alan shrugged. "Fine by me. I won't need to. You two will surrender long before I do."

"Oh, we'll see. We were right though, the massage is now most definitely the best idea we have." Katie chimed in, grinning as well. "I accept your challenge on that as well."

Alan nodded. "Okay, I think we covered all of the bases. I'm guessing that after the massage we are going to launch into a full out orgy between the three of us? And I take it we can make up how that will go in the heat of the moment?"

Katie and Rachel both nodded.

Alan and Katie then turned to Rachel. "Then I guess you're up." Alan said.

Katie turned to the items that were gathered and decided that they needed to be quickly removed from the bed.

Rachel grinned, a mix between an evil grin and a grin of desire. Her altered eyes narrowed on Alan. "Oh, this is going to be so much fun. Are you ready, my little prey?" She spoke low and seductively as she licked her lips.



The Loners Ch. 15



I know I've been getting a little beat up over the whole 'strap on' situation, but, as I've mentioned in my comment to Ch. 14, there are reasons why I did this. The primary reason being is to show just what Alan is willing to sacrifice for his lover, even if it means bending his own rules a little and try something outside the normal for her.

However, since quite a few have voiced that they want to skip the entire sequence, which will only be in this chapter, I've decided to compromise and make a note of when readers can skip, which will be signified with the following,

(((Skip))) (((Resume)))

This will also be the last time that this kind of thing will happen, but not because of the requests against it, but because I had already planned on it, to signify the change in the relationships as the story progresses.

I'm sorry about the strong negative reactions to this idea, but I won't apologize for writing it. Relationships require sacrifice for them to work, both in and out of the bedroom. Yes, this particular idea is a bit on the extreme, but that's exactly why I went for it.

In any case, enjoy, and breathe easier knowing that this will be the last time that Alan's ass will be a major factor in the story. 

*****

Lady Pandora hung up the phone, annoyed. Her own people haven't picked up any sort of trail to follow, and the only real place to start was the motel incident in Montana. The renegades were most likely long gone from that location.

There was, however, one piece of unexpected but pleasant news. Her sources informed her that Lord Constantine himself was now in America as well. She would have to contact him at some point while he and his best Greaters were here in America.

She knew that he disliked Lord Caleb completely, though probably not as much as herself, and might be up for an attempt to cast him out of power completely. Lady Pandora smiled to herself. It was interesting that Lord Caleb still held power, even though he was so unpopular among a few of the other Lords.

The only reason why he hadn't been kicked out of power was because of the rest of the Lords who respected the balance and stability. Lord Issac, Lord Richter, and possibly Lord Hector would immediately jump into action to prevent instability should one of the Lords act against Lord Caleb without good reason, though Lord Hector would only do so to protect his own interests. Lord Christian would also most likely jump in on the side of Lord Caleb to protect his own holdings in case an underground war spread into his territory.

No one wanted to risk a heavily divided and full out war against one another for the sake of getting rid of Caleb, so the balance was maintained, despite the animosity. However, it may be possible to oust him with a quick coup if Lord Constantine was willing to cooperate, although they would probably need help.

That was all for later, right now, Lady Pandora had more pressing matters on her mind.

Jessica had been patiently waiting for Lady Pandora to finish her phone conference, and was currently sitting down in a very comfortable chair while she read.

They were currently in a large motel suite. Nothing too extravagant, but certainly a very comfortable stay. Especially the large and soft bed that Lady Pandora had been sitting on as she was talking on the phone.

"Oh, Jessica." Lady Pandora seductively sang out, her eyes changing.

Jessica raised her eyes to see the beautiful Lord beckoning her with a single finger, along with a very alluring 'come hither' look that would melt any normal person.

Jessica smiled, quickly marking and closing the book that she was reading, and obeyed Lady Pandora's call. She sat in the bed in front of Lady Pandora, her eyes changing as she felt Lady Pandora's hands travel to either side of her cheeks.

"I think it's time we really finish what we started on the plane." She whispered, and pulled Jessica to her for a deep and long kiss.

The kisses were full of desire, for both of them had been anticipating this ever since Lady Pandora declared it at the airport earlier.

Jessica hummed into her Lady's mouth, and as usual, melted at the touch of her lips. At the same time, they lit a fire deep within her, and Jessica's passions and desires began to rise.

Lady Pandora played the aggressor, and her hands went straight to Jessica's breasts and began squeezing them, causing Jessica to moan into her mouth. Jessica's nipples hardened under her Lady's touch, which Lady Pandora easily found. Lady Pandora pinched and rolled the hard nipples, causing Jessica to moan into her mouth more loudly and kiss her more desparately.

Jessica reached up with her hands to hold Lady Pandora at her sides as they kissed, but Lady Pandora slapped her hands away, denying them. This told Jessica that this would play out exactly as Lady Pandora declared, and that Jessica was going to be ravished.

This thought caused Jessica to shiver in anticipation as she felt the heat and wetness build rapidly between her legs.

Lady Pandora broke this kiss, and in one swift move, lifted Jessica, and tossed her completely on the bed, with Jessica giving a light squeal as Lady Pandora did so. Lady Pandora then jumped on Jessica, and pinned both of Jessica's arms at the wrists. Jessica beamed at her Lady, her eyes full of desire, and Lady Pandora descended for another series of kisses.

As they were kissing, Lady Pandora's right hand traveled away from Jessica's wrist, and began a new journey south. Lady Pandora very slowly snaked her hand down, and reached the top of Jessica's pants.

Jessica felt the hand wiggle itself underneath both her shorts and panties, and traveled along Jessica's shaved and smooth skin as they tantalizingly got closer to their objective. Jessica fought her urge to move her hands and body in response to Lady Pandora's touches and kisses to satisfy her Lady's desire.

Finally, the hand reached it's objective, and both women moaned as Lady Pandora ran her hand along the warm and wet mound. Lady Pandora broke the kiss as one of her fingers slid their way inside of Jessica.

"Mmm, and how long has this poor pussy of yours been waiting for this?" Lady Pandora whispered.

"Always. It's always ready for you to use as you please, my Lady." Jessica breathlessly responded. Jessica moaned and arched her back a little as she felt a second finger enter her.

"Good answer." Lady Pandora responded. "And I intend to use it as I please. I fully intend, actually, to abuse this needy pussy that didn't get anything on the plane. I hope you're ready, because I'm going to make this pussy of yours cum and cum until it can't take anymore. And there is nothing that you are going to do about it." Lady Pandora informed Jessica with an evil smile, inserting another finger, and was now stroking Jessica's G-spot.

"A-as you wish, my Lady." Jessica heaved, tensing with pleasure from the fingers that were stroking her. "Abuse it all you want. My pussy belongs to you, my Lady."

Lady Pandora lowered herself to lick Jessica's neck, sending more shivers through Jessica. "Such a good girl you are." Lady Pandora breathed into Jessica's ear.

Lady Pandora then sat up, withdrawing her fingers. "Now...take off your clothes, slowly. I want you to strip to just your bra and panties and look nice and vulnerable for me." Lady Pandora instructed, licking her lips. Lady Pandora was on fire, and eagerly awaited for Jessica as she sat up. However, Lady Pandora was also very good at controlling her desires, and her breathing hadn't picked up...yet.

Jessica was breathing quickly when she sat up, and fought her desire to throw everything off in one swift movement as she reached down for her shirt. Very slowly, as Lady Pandora instructed her to do, she lifted her shirt, exposing her tan, and smooth abdomen first.

Jessica watched as Lady Pandora's eyes devoured her, as they did almost every time, which sent sparks up and down her spine. She then felt her shirt began to rise to where her bra covered mounds were, and again fought the instinct to speed up.

Lady Pandora's eyes rose as Jessica's shirt did, and she smiled in anticipation of the bra covered breasts that were about to be revealed. Lady Pandora licked her lips again as Jessica's shirt revealed her twin mounds, the bra doing a very good job of pushing her breasts together to create a very generous cleavage of flesh.

Lady Pandora fixed her gaze on the cleavage on display for her as Jessica finished taking the shirt off completely, tossing it to the side. Lady Pandora then met Jessica's eyes, essentially ordering her without words to remove her shorts.

Jessica's hands traveled to the sides of her shorts, hooking them with her thumbs, and slowly peeled them off as well. The shorts slowly traveled down Jessica's killer legs, until finally they slid off her feet and were tossed aside. Jessica then spread her legs, offering her panty covered pussy for Lady Pandora, along with the very damp spot that could clearly be seen.

"Now turn around and present me that tight ass of yours." Lady Pandora commanded, and Jessica, without a word, spun around, got on all fours, and lifted her ass as high as she could, the material wedging itself into her crack, fully exposing her cheeks. Jessica then turned her head to watch Lady Pandora.

"Mmm, such a nice ass you have. I'm almost jealous, but I know I have a fine ass as well." Lady Pandora commented as she crawled over to the ass presented to her, and knelt before it.

"And besides, this ass belongs to me anyway." Lady Pandora said. "Go ahead, shake this fine ass for me, and spread your legs further apart."

Jessica did as instructed, and she was rewarded when Lady Pandora bent down and slowly licked one of the cheeks, and gripped the other one with a hand, sending a chill that shot directly to her agonizing pussy.

"Now then, to get to the real good part." Lady Pandora purred, and reached for the panties, and peeled them off, revealing the very red and puffy lips underneath.

Lady Pandora once again ran a hand over the wet mound that was now being presented to her, and Jessica let out a sigh. The hand was quickly followed by fingers that slid themselves into the hot and wet depths, and began their expert motions.

Lady Pandora knew all of Jessica's secrets and buttons, and began to push them all as she worked the eager pussy that was sucking on her fingers. Jessica's moans of pleasure quickly turned into cries, and her voice continued to get louder and louder.

Jessica couldn't help herself, and began humping the beautiful fingers that were inside her and giving her such pleasure. Lady Pandora allowed this.

"Impatient, are we? That's fine, but you'd better drench my fingers with your girl cum." Lady Pandora said as Jessica continued to cry out.

Jessica didn't last long, and Lady Pandora watched as Jessica tense up, shake, and scream as the tsunami of pleasure was unleashed. Lady Pandora felt Jessica's pussy clamp on her fingers with each pulse of pleasure, and her hand was quickly bathed with Jessica's cum. Lady Pandora allowed Jessica to come down from her pleasure, and Jessica sighed as she relaxed.

Lady Pandora slowly withdrew her fingers lapped up the cum they were covered in.

"Don't relax just yet, we have a ways to go. I've only just gotten started, and that was merely a warm up. On your back." Lady Pandora instructed.

"Yes...my Lady." Jessica breathlessly responded, and rolled over, falling onto her back. Her bra covered breasts moved up and down as Jessica continued to catch her breath.

"You can take off your bra now, I want those globes of yours on display for me to devour."

Jessica silently did so, unclasping her bra and peeled it off. Her breasts spilled free from their confinement, and her nipples protruded proudly.

Just as Lady Pandora was about to move, however, she heard her phone ring. Lady Pandora's eyes turned to the phone with lightning speed and clear hostility in her eyes. She had told everyone that she was not to be interrupted for some time. She thought about just ignoring it, but decided not to, instead wanting to know who was the son of a bitch that dared to breach her privacy.

She moved to pick up the phone. "This had better be real fucking good, Joe." Lady Pandora said threateningly into the phone when she answered it.

"My Lady, my sincerest apologies, but you must turn on the news. Something important has happened."

"What?" She asked irritably. 

"It concern the renegades."

Lady Pandora growled, but turned to the remote and turned on the TV, changing it to one of the news stations.

She forgot her anger and frustration as she saw what the hype was about. "This must be Lord Caleb's doing. Perhaps my stay in America won't be so long after all, if the renegades take the bait. This is good news for you as well Joe, it means I won't be taking your head for this." Lady Pandora said as she hung up the phone.

"Fucking Caleb, recklessly pulling this shit. I sense another video conference with the other Lords soon concerning this. Worse part is, he'll probably get away with it, especially if he catches the renegades. The others won't risk anything for the sake of a handful of dead humans. I won't, even if I don't like these kind of tactics." If there was one thing that Lord Caleb was good at, it was shitty moves like this that were detrimental to his opposition.

Lady Pandora then turned the TV off, and turned back to Jessica. "Now, where were we?" It was going to get busy later, might as well have some fun before that happens.

*****

"Repeating our top story today, the bodies of Trish Jacobs, Bob Jacobs, Dave Anderson, and Ashley Davies were found brutally murdered in the home of Bob and Trish Jacobs earlier this afternoon. Police came across the scene following a routine check that was called in by a concerned friend, one Amy Robinson. This was her earlier this afternoon."

"I...I just...why! Who would do something like that!? What cruel bastard would do such a thing!?" Amy was screaming and in tears. She was also being escorted by police officers as several reporters attempted to question her.

"Mrs. Robinson, could you describe the scene to us?"

"Mrs. Robinson, could you tell us your relationship with the victims?"

"I am afraid Mrs. Robinson is in no condition to answer any questions at this time." One of the officers said, attempting to push through the reporters. The scene then shifted back to the main desk.

"Attempts were made to contact the families of David Anderson and Ashley Davies, but all attempts were declined. The scene of the murder was described as one of the worst murder scenes in recent history. According to reports, the bodies had been cut open, and the organs removed and strung up around the house. A report also indicates that the victims may have been alive as they were brutally carved open."

"In a related topic, the son of Trish Jacobs, Alan Brooks..." A picture of Alan showed up on the corner of the screen. "...was reported missing around two weeks ago, and is believed to be involved in a shoot out that occurred in Montana just a few days ago were several police officers were killed."

Lord Constantine sighed. "It's an almost brilliant set up. Lord Caleb is leading the humans to put two and two together, and by default link the renegades to the murders. Now the whole country will be outraged and after them, even more than before. Even worse, Lord Caleb is baiting them to come after him in revenge, since they will know the actual truth." Lord Constantine surmised.

He was currently sitting with both Benjamin and Liz, and were in the middle of discussing future plans when Benjamin was called to watch the news.

"This isn't good. If they do take the bait, we won't have a real reason to stick around in this country, what shall we do my Lord?" Liz asked.

Lord Constantine sighed. "The other Lords may speak out against this, but, it won't be enough for them to go to war. The only way that will happen is if Lord Caleb completely blew it and risked exposing us, but I doubt that. At this stage, there is nothing we can do. We'll just have to wait and see what happens."

"You won't attempt to contact the renegades?" Benjamin asked.

Lord Constantine shook his head. "No. There's no point, I'll just allow the situation to develop on it's own."

Lord Constantine then smiled. "If we're really lucky, the renegades may stir up a lot of trouble if they decide to retaliate."

*****

Both Katie and Alan's eyes widened as Rachel gripped Alan's shirt at the collar, and effortlessly lifted him into the air with a single hand. Her other hand immediately latched itself on to Alan's cock, which was hard from all the sex plans that they had just made.

Alan's hands instinctively went to Rachel's hand that gripped his shirt, and he gasped when she ran her hand on his cock. Rachel then pulled Alan face to face with her. "Mmm, my toy is all nice and ready for me, good." She said, tossing Alan on the bed, followed by her pouncing on him.

Katie had been forced to duck out of the way lest she get caught up in the action, and she stared at Rachel in shock. Rachel could be really intimidating if she wanted to be.

Alan himself was in shock as well, having never really seen this side of Rachel before either. Alan suddenly found himself fearing her a little, for he was currently pinned down by her powerful thighs that were on either side of him, along with her hands. Rachel's expression, however, turned to one of normal concern and curiosity.

"Before we go on, there's something I have to ask..." Rachel said, breaking the moment.

"Uhh...what?" Alan asked, relieved that she reminded him of her normal self.

"Well...how extreme should this be?" Rachel asked.

"That's all up to you, so long as you don't kill me or something. This is your fantasy at the moment." Alan responded.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare hurt you. That's not it, but...I am going to want this to go kind of far, kind of like to the point where I'm raping you. But I don't want to do it to the point where you're uncomfortable, like I just saw. You looked like you were really scared there, no offense."

"Sorry, I kind of was, I didn't expect what had happened, and it's easy to forget just how strong you are."

"That's what I mean. I want this to be more playful. I kind of want you to both fear me and fight me, but in playful way, does that make sense? Oh...this isn't going to work. I'm not really sure what I want." Rachel said, shaking her head, and Alan noticed that her eyes were changing back to normal.

Alan made a quick decision as he felt Rachel beginning to lift herself up off of him. Alan quickly sat up and lunged at Rachel, causing her to squeal as he rolled her over and pinned her down the same way she did to him.

Alan looked at her with a triumphant smile. "So...who's the prey now?" He asked in a challenging manner, and Rachel glowed as her eyes changed to their aroused state. Katie was giggling in the background at this point, and was also thankful the bed was so large, otherwise, they may have ended up on the floor.

"Oh really? Calling me the prey now, are we? We'll see about that!" Rachel declared.

Rachel easily broke out of Alan's grip, and rolled the two of them back over so that Rachel was on top once again. Alan attempted to struggle to throw her off, but he may as well have been trying to lift a car.

Rachel was now the one wearing the triumphant smile, and leaned in close. "Put you in your place, didn't I?"

Alan decided to surprise her. He lifted his head and crashed his lips into hers, causing her to gasp lightly. Alan felt her release her grip, and he broke free. He rolled off to the side of the bed completely, stood and smiled as he stared at Rachel.

"You haven't caught me yet." Alan said to her.




The Loners Ch. 15



Rachel smiled, this time purposefully showing off her fangs. "It's only a matter of time. My prey never escapes me."

"Maybe, but I'm not going to make it easy for you. In fact, I may be the first prey who successfully evades you."

"Ha! You wish you were that good!" Rachel said as she lunged at Alan, who circled around the bed, barely avoiding her open arms as she fell on the edge of the bed.

Rachel then crawled off of the bed as Alan made his way to the opposite side, and the two of them stared each other down.

Now this was the playfulness that Rachel was looking for. "Katie, be a dear and toss me one of those hand cuffs."

"Hey! I thought you said she couldn't do anything!" Alan protested as Rachel caught the cuffs that Katie tossed her.

"Fine. Katie, give him his own cuffs." Rachel said, and Katie did so.

"Happy now? Here is the new rule, whoever gets cuffed to the bed posts loses. However, don't expect to win."

"You're pretty confident, but just because you're a vampire and I'm a human doesn't guarantee a win."

"But, if I do, I get to claim your ass. So I have extra motivation for wanting to win."

"Before we start though, can I take a moment to make sure my cuff is ready?"

Rachel nodded, checking her own. "Go ahead." Alan did so, and looked back up to Rachel.

"Ready?" She asked.

Alan nodded. "Ready."

The stare down began once again, each one reacting to the other's moves. Finally, Rachel decided to make the first major move, and jumped on the bed. She reached out to Alan with her open hand to grab his shirt, but Alan moved and reached to her hand to attempt to get one side of the cuffs on her.

Rachel managed to pull her hand away before Alan could lock the cuff on her. However, Rachel dropped the cuff in her other hand, and gripped Alan's outstretched hand, and pulled him up to the bed, face down.

Alan released the cuff in his hand and quickly raised himself in time to see Rachel go for her cuff and lunge at him. Alan caught her hands at the wrists, preventing her from getting the cuff on his wrist.

She easily broke free of his grip, and grabbed the hand she had picked to be cuffed. Alan decided to try another unconventional tactic, and his free hand went to her one of her breasts, grabbing and squeezing it. Unfortunately for Alan, and although Rachel gasped pleasantly at his touch, she was also unfazed, and cuffed Alan's hand.

"Sorry, but a surprise move like that won't work a second time." She said, and quickly brought the cuffed hand and completely cuffed it to the bed post, with Alan falling on his back as she did so.

"Fuck!" Alan shouted, admitting defeat as Rachel smiled triumphantly. Katie who still simply watching, began laughing as Alan got cuffed.

"Gotcha." She giggled as she moved to pick up the other cuff and cuffed Alan completely to the bed posts. She then leaned forward until her face was inches from Alan's.

"You're mine now." She whispered to him. She then sat up, and slowly snaked her hands under Alan's shirt.

Her light scratches caused goose bumps as Alan shivered at the near feather touches. When her fingers reached his nipples, she lightly rubbed and pinched, and leaned forward, and gave his neck a long lick.

She then lightly settled her teeth on his ear lobe, not so much biting it as much as simply touching it with her teeth.

"I was thinking of teasing you until you begged me to take you, but for giving me so much fun and excitement, I've decided to be merciful, and we'll go straight to the good part." She whispered to him, licking his ear before she went to remove the cuffs.

Alan was thankful when his cuffs were removed, and instinctively grabbed his wrists. He was also thankful for the fur on the cuffs, making them somewhat comfortable.

He raised his head to find Rachel's lips closing in on his own, and she gave him a deep, and loving kiss. When she broke the kiss, she rested her forehead on his. "I really meant it, I had a lot of fun." She whispered, and Alan smiled.

"I'm glad you did."

Rachel lightly kissed his lips. "And I love you so much."

Alan lightly kissed her lips. "And I love you too."

"One last time. Are you sure you want to let me do this?" Rachel asked.

"It's what you want, right? Then it's fine with me."

"Okay, and thank you so much for letting me do this. Even if it's just this one time." Rachel said as she pulled away, and began undressing. As Rachel pulled her shirt up, revealing her bare abdomen and back, she turned to Katie, and smiled.

"You can join us now, there won't be anymore rolling around. And grab the lube and strap on, please."

Katie, whose mouth was hanging slightly open as Rachel's exposed and smooth skin, caught herself and beamed as she stood and grabbed the items that Rachel requested, and joined them in the bed.

Katie watched as both Alan and Rachel's shirts were tossed aside at nearly the same time. Katie found herself confused, and didn't know what she should stare at. On one side, there was Rachel's bra covered breasts and gloriously smooth skin, or there was Alan's own figure. Though maybe not in the best shape in the world, it still was an attractive sight, and each body was beautiful to her for different reasons.

However, when Rachel began to reach for her bra, that movement caught Katie's full attention. Rachel saw this and smiled as she felt Alan's eyes lock on to her chest as well.

"You don't have to sit there fully clothed, you know. You're welcome to join us." Rachel offered to Katie as she unclasped her bra, and Rachel's near perfect breasts sprang free for both Katie and Alan to glare at.

Rachel saw that both of them were in a semi trance, and decided to give them a little show, and moved her hands up to slightly squeeze her globes for their enjoyment. A thought suddenly struck her mind, and she turned to Katie.

"That's right. If I remember, you were never really properly introduced to these, were you? Go ahead, introduce yourself." Rachel said seductively, and Katie silently accepted the invitation.

Rachel purred as Katie slowly leaned forward, which turned into a low moan when she saw that Alan was doing so as well. Katie made contact first, and slowly began to kiss and suck on one of the offered breasts, then Alan did the same. Rachel moaned at the feelings and grabbed the back of their heads with one hand each.

"Mmmm...as good as this is, let's not get too carried away. There will be plenty of time for these later." Rachel moaned, and both Alan and Katie reluctantly released Rachel's breasts and pulled away.

Katie then began to undress herself, and as soon as Katie's breast were released from their own confinement, Rachel licked her lips as Alan now openly glared at the second pair of breasts that were now free.

"Might as well return the favor real quick." Rachel said as she leaned forward.

Katie smiled in anticipation as Alan did so as well, and moaned at the attention her breasts were receiving for a few moments before both Alan and Rachel pulled back.

"Okay, let's not get sidetracked as we take our pants off, as tempting as it will be to do so." Rachel said as she reached for her pants and slowly began to pull them down, along with her underwear.

Alan's eyes shifted constantly shifted back and forth as the two wet and puffy pussies were revealed to him. However, Katie and Rachel didn't have that problem, and were most interested in Alan's hard cock as it sprang free. They were also happy to discover that he was also leaking precum.

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"Okay, now that we've all had our fun staring at one another, let's get started. Alan, go ahead and find a comfortable position that I can work with. Katie, you can go ahead and do whatever you planned on doing." Rachel said, and both Katie and Rachel watched as Alan shifted until his legs were spread open, and bent at the knees so that his feet were flat on the bed, and his hole exposed to Rachel.

Katie decided to just simply lay with Alan, and did so, draping a hand across him as Rachel moved in between Alan's legs.

Katie was lightly kissing Alan, and Alan at first kissed her back, but Katie stopped him. "No. I want you to watch Rachel. As Rachel said, this is about you and her now, so keep your eyes on everything she does. You are welcome to wrap an arm around me if you want, though." Katie instructed, and Alan did so.

Katie then turned her eyes to Rachel as Rachel closed the distance, and was lubing her fingers. "Alan, this is really cool that you're willing to do this for her. Not many men would be willing to do this if their lovers asked it of them. You really are a very special lover."

Alan smiled. "Thanks."

Katie tightened her hold on Alan a little, and felt him twitch slightly as Rachel's fingers made contact with his asshole. Katie kissed his cheek. "I think that this is honestly the hottest thing about you. Not necessarily what you're doing, but the fact that you're willing to do so. You're willing to push your own boundaries for the sake of your lovers. I never did ask you though, how did you like swapping your own cum with Rachel?" Katie asked.

"It wasn't terrible, but not really something I want to do on a regular basis." Alan replied.

Katie snuggled herself close to Alan. "Can I ask you someday to do that for me? Just once?" Katie asked.

"I guess...yeah, if you want. Are you going to want this as well?" Alan asked, gesturing to Rachel continued to lube both her fingers and Alan.

Katie shook her head. "Nah, I'm not interested in fucking your ass, this is all Rachel."

Rachel's head rose. "Someone mention me?" She asked.

Katie giggled. "Yeah, but it's not important."

"Alright." Rachel said, lowering her head.

Katie turned to Alan. "As she entered you yet?"

Alan shook her head, shivering at another touch of the somewhat cold lube again. "No, she's merely lubing the outside right now."

"Let me know when she does."

"I'm actually about to do so right now, ready Alan?" Rachel asked, now paying attention to the conversation.

Alan nodded. "Yeah."

"Then here we go." Rachel said, and began to push her well lubed finger against the hole. As always, it strongly resisted her fingers. However, with the lube she had coated both her finger and the outside of the hole, the resistance wasn't nearly as strong.

Alan closed his eyes and arched slightly as he felt the finger penetrate him, which shot strong signals directly to his cock. Katie watched Alan's expressions first, then her eyes turned downward, and she cocked her head slightly.

"Wow...his cock is pulsing." Katie observed, as she watched his cock jump in time with his heart beat.

"Mmmhmm. If you think he leaked a lot of precum before, wait until you see what he does now. There is a good reason we kind of got into this in the first place." Rachel remarked as she slowly continued to push her finger inside of Alan.

Finally, her finger was all the way in. "Okay, I'm in. How does it feel? It felt like it went in much easier than the other times we did this." Rachel said, raising her head to meet Alan's eyes.

"Actually, it feels much better than before, and I don't feel like I'm being stretched as much. This is way more comfortable then before." Alan said.

"Okay. I'm going to work my finger in here for a little bit, then go for a second one. Watch his cock carefully Katie, it's going to go a little berserk now." Rachel said as she lowered her head, and began wiggling her finger inside of Alan.

Katie watched, and, as promised, as Alan again closed his eyes made small movements at the sensations that were being produced, Alan's cock responded greatly to the sensations as well. Rachel was right, his cock was not only bouncing around like crazy, but it was also leaking way more precum than she had seen him leak before.

Katie turned to Alan. "How does it really feel? Does it actually feel good?" Katie asked him, curious.

"Well...kind of. I...I mean it's weird, but...in a good way." Alan answered, his eyes closed as he continued to arch himself.

"So, it's not unpleasant or humiliating to you in anyway?"

"N-no. Not at all, really."

"Then, I wonder why most guys are against it?"

Rachel raised her head at this point. "I'm not sure of the exact numbers or percentage, but my guess is that first, most guys haven't tried it, thinking that they will turn gay or they're afraid that people will think that they're gay. It's also true that there are many who just aren't into this kind of thing."

"Then there is the other group who have tried it, and are afraid to admit it. Especially if they liked it, because then other people will start to think that they're gay. Then again, I also find it odd how lesbians are far more popular than an open minded man. A rather narrow minded view, but that's humans for you. They're so concerned mostly with their public image and are unwilling to expand their minds to new possibilities that could be awaiting them."

"Once upon a time, all humans were sure that the earth was flat until they took the time to figure out otherwise by dropping the normal stereotypes of the time and seeing it for themselves." Rachel said as she lowered her head again.

"Okay, I'm going to insert the second finger now, are you ready Alan?" Rachel asked.

"How many fingers do you plan on going to?" Alan asked.

"Three, but I might not be able to fit them. If I can't, then I'll have to stretch you and prep you as much as I can with two." Rachel responded, pulling the finger that was inside in out until the first knuckle, and began lubing both of the fingers she intended to use.

"Okay, here we go." Rachel said, and began to push the second finger against the hole. This was much tougher to do, and Rachel found that she wasn't going to gain access very easily.

"Umm, I may have to push kind of hard, brace yourself. Try not to tighten your ass if you can." Rachel warned.

Alan took a deep breath, and Katie decided to help him relax a little by planting light kisses on his cheek.

"Okay, go for it." Alan said, the kisses slightly relaxing him.

With that, Rachel began to push her fingers in. It was a somewhat hard fight, but eventually, Alan's ass gave and opened up to receive the second finger. Katie saw that Alan winced at the feeling.

"Are you alright?" Katie asked. Rachel stopped and raised her head, having stopped once the second finger was in at the knuckle.

"Y-yeah." Alan was breathing a little heavy. "Just...a lot. Give me a few moments."

Rachel felt that Alan's ass was constantly flexing and gripping her fingers tightly, trying to force them out, and she understood that he needed the few moments. "It's okay, take as much time as you need." Rachel said.

Finally, she felt him relax, and Alan let out a long sigh. "Okay, go ahead. Just go slow, real slow." Alan said, and Rachel lowered her head.

"Of course." Rachel responded, and slowly began to push both fingers in.

Katie warmly kissed Alan's cheek. "This really is a wonderful thing that you're willing to do. You know, as a reward, I'm going to give you my ass someday."

"T-that's okay. You don't have to." Alan said, but Katie shook her head.

"I'm not accepting that. If you're willing to give up your ass to Rachel, and to me if I asked, then I sure as hell can give my ass up to you. This one I'll even force on you if I have to." Katie responded.

Rachel raised her head. "And my ass is always open to you. Especially after doing this for me. In fact, at this point, I'm willing to let you do almost any perverted thing that your mind comes up with for doing this. I know I said almost, but honestly, I can't think of things that I wouldn't do for you."

"I-I'll keep that in mind, thanks." Alan responded, still flexing, and with his eyes closed.

Rachel then returned to her task, and continued to push her fingers in deeper. Alan's ass continued to fight her, but it seemed to be relaxing more now. Finally, her fingers were in as far as they could go.

"Okay, that's it." Rachel said, raising her head. "If I weren't down here, I would be kissing you non stop right now. I don't think even I was prepared for how exciting this is to me, and I'm not even touching myself right now." Rachel said.

Katie smiled. "Don't worry, I've been kissing him in gratitude for you, but I can continue to do so." Katie said, and began lovingly kissing Alan's lips.

Rachel then turned her eyes to the fingers in Alan's ass. "Katie's right, I think the most exciting aspect of this is that you're completely willing to open up and trust me with this. I've never had another man who was willing to do this for me."

Rachel then turned her eyes to Alan's cock, which was still constantly dancing and was pouring precum out.

"Katie, take a look at Alan's cock." Rachel asked, her eyes glued to the sight.

Katie broke her kiss with Alan and turned. She held a lust filled gaze as she saw the twitching cock that now had a small pool of precum gathering at the base.

"I know. I don't think I've ever seen a cock react so much and for so long. I also know for certain that I've never seen a cock pour out that much precum." Katie said, desire in her voice. She wished that she could lick all of that precum up for herself.

Rachel smiled. "I know. Just you wait until he cums, you'll get quite a surprise."

"I can't wait." Katie responded excitedly.

Rachel then lowered her head. "Okay, it's time to work these fingers, ready Alan?"

Alan nodded. "Yeah." He responded, and felt Rachel's fingers as they began to wiggle inside him. Alan continued to flex, and was now even slightly moaning at the sensation. He also felt what appeared to be millions of tingles being sent directly to his cock, which continued to pulse as he felt the warm precum pleasurably leak out of the tip.

Rachel slowly worked his ass with her fingers, wiggling them and moving them around. She also tried to stretch him as much and gently as she could. She felt like she was on fire as she worked his ass, and felt her own wetness seeping down her legs now. 

Katie's eyes were glued on Alan's dancing cock, and briefly wondered what such a lively cock would feel like inside her. However, she didn't dwell on that, for this was more than exciting enough for her at the moment.

Rachel then raised her head once her fingers seemingly loosened up Alan a little. "Okay, I'm going to try the third finger now." She said as she once again withdrew her fingers to the knuckles, and applied more lube.

Alan sighed as he felt the fingers withdraw, and began to prepare himself once he felt them stop. "I'm ready whenever you are." He said, as he felt Katie kissing his cheek again.

"Okay, here we go." Rachel said, and began pushing the third finger in. However, after a few attempts, she wasn't able to do so.

"Umm, I think you've reached your limit, Alan. Two fingers is all I can do to prep you." Rachel said, raising her head.

"That's fine...I guess." Alan responded.

Rachel then turned to Katie. "If you don't mind, I'd like to ask for your help."

Katie raised her head. "Sure."

"I need you to lube the absolute shit out of the strap-on, as well as hook it on me, while I continue to work his ass with the two fingers I do have in him."

Katie nodded. "No problem." She said, and began to do so, although she did miss Alan's warmth a little.

As promised, Katie lubed the strap-on until it was soaked and almost dripping, then moved behind Rachel to put the strap-on on Rachel. However, Katie couldn't resist, and cupped Rachel's breasts, as well as kiss her neck.

Rachel moaned as she felt both the hands and lips, and turned to meet Katie's lips with her own, and the two shared a brief kiss. Katie then put the strap-on on Rachel, and took a moment to ensure a snug fit.

"Okay, it's ready." Katie said once she was satisfied, and Rachel checked it as well.




The Loners Ch. 15



Katie took her spot next to Alan once again, and draped on arm over him as he draped his own arm over her.

"Okay, everything's ready. Are you ready Alan?" Rachel asked, meeting his eyes.

Alan nodded.

"Alright, let's do it." Rachel said, slowly withdrawing her fingers, this time all the way out.

Rachel crawled up, and took her place between Alan's legs, and pointed the strap-on to it's target.

Rachel met Alan's eyes once more. "Ready?" She asked one final time.

"Yes." Alan said, nodding.

Rachel's eyes then fell to the strap-on, resisting the tempting sight of Alan's hard cock that was covered in precum, and slowly began to push.

Alan closed his eyes as he felt the strap-on penetrate him, and once again, millions of little needles of sensation shot directly to his cock.

Rachel watched as Alan tensed up, and stopped pushing. "You okay?" She asked.

"Y-yeah...you can keep going." Alan responded as he relaxed a little.

Rachel nodded and lowered her eyes, and continued to push inside Alan. This time, she did not stop until she was all the way in, and her loins made contact with Alan's.

"That's it, I'm in. How are you holding up?" Rachel asked.

Alan was on sensory overload, a mix between a little pain, a little pleasure, and a lot of just plain sensation.

"I...I..uh.." Alan breathed out. "I think I'm okay." He finally managed.

Rachel smiled and leaned forward, and began kissing Alan's lips. She also felt Alan's very angry and very hard cock as it pulsed against her stomach, sending electric signals straight to her own aching and pulsing pussy.

Alan responded to Rachel's kisses in a very lively and enthusiastic manner, the very different yet equally intimate union now complete. Katie merely watched all of this with a smile.

Rachel reluctantly broke the kiss. "Thank you." She whispered to him, and raised herself up. "Are you ready? I'll start out slowly first." Rachel said.

Alan wiggled his ass slightly to see the effects of the strap-on that was now in him. "You know, it's odd to say this but, now, you're inside me, in a way." Alan said with a smile.

Rachel giggled. "Maybe not in a literal sense, true. But let's not be literal, and say yes, I am inside you."

Katie giggled as well. "Now both of you have been inside each other, congratulations."

They had a small laugh at that.

"Okay, okay. But seriously, are you ready?" Rachel asked Alan, who nodded.

"Go ahead."

"Umm...Alan?"

"Yeah?"

"I know you're not the vocal type...but I want to hear it. I want to hear you tell me to fuck your ass, just once."

Alan was silent for a moment, but then spoke. "Rachel?"

"Yeah?"

"I want you to fuck my ass."

Rachel smiled. "Thank you." She responded, and very slowly began to do so.

Katie had decided to remain silent for the rest of this process. Although she was a part of this moment, the real stars of this were both Alan and Rachel, and she didn't want to get in the way by even speaking.

Rachel slowly and silently made love to Alan's ass, and both Alan and Rachel locked eyes. However, Alan was forced to break the eye contact as the sensations began taking control, which had now turned into pleasure, and he felt himself teetering on the edge as he moaned.

However, it wasn't enough. He was right on the brink, and it felt like the release was coming, but it didn't

"R-Rachel...I..I can't stand it anymore...I need to cum so badly!" Alan begged.

Rachel's hand immediately moved to Alan's cock. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't trying to tease you or anything!"

"I-it's alright. I was curious as well...but..."

"Shhh, it's okay. Katie? You're going to want to clear out of the way, he'll splatter you for sure." Rachel warned, since Katie was laying her head on Alan's chest.

Katie did so, and watched as Rachel furiously stroked Alan as she continued to fuck his ass.

"OhGodOhGodOhGod." Alan moaned as the pressure built to a height he had never felt before.

"That's it baby, cum. I'm so sorry, I didn't want to torment you. Go ahead and cum all you want. Let it go, let it all go. Let all of that built up cum inside you fly. Cum for me, cum for yourself. Let yourself cum!" Rachel cooed.

It was too much for Alan, and he let out a yell as he felt so much tension fly through him that he twitched and tensed almost violently, arching his back, as his aching cock exploded. Alan had never before felt such powerful streams shoot through his cock, and his first spurt completely flew over his head, hitting the wall behind him.

Katie and Rachel both gasped at both the power and the amount of cum from the first spurt, and watched, stunned, as the next several spurts came out with almost equal force. Rachel continued to work him all the way through both his ass and his cock as Alan moaned and came for what seemed to be an eternity.

The spurts from Alan's angry cock seemed to go on forever before he finally started running out of power, until, finally, globs were pouring out and were no longer shooting out. Then, Alan at last collapsed, and was breathing hard.

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"H...H...Holy shit...." Katie stammered. Alan had hit nearly everything. The wall behind him, his pillow, a little on his face, and his body was positively covered with an unbelievable amount of cum.

"Yeah....wow...even I didn't expect that..." Rachel followed with, equally stunned.

Alan didn't even attempt to form words, and merely attempted to gasp for breaths.

Rachel released Alan's cock and slowly withdrew the strap-on from inside him, which caused him to twitch a little until she was all the way out, and he relaxed again.

Rachel took the strap-on off, and turned to Katie.

"Katie?" Rachel called out, causing Katie to turn to her.

"There's more than enough cum for both of us, let's get him cleaned up. Except for his cock, I can't imagine how sensitive he must be right now, so avoid that and give the poor guy a break."

Katie nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I know how sensitive I can get if I have a massive release like that."

Both Katie and Rachel began to clean Alan with their tongues, and decided that they would do the wall and pillow later. Alan merely laid there, too exhausted to even move at the moment.

Once Alan was clean, both women began kissing his face. "You did so good baby, so good." Rachel cooed, her voice soothing and comforting as she planted light kisses on his face.

"Yeah. You just relax now baby, and let us girls take care of you." Katie's voice was equally soft and soothing as she planted light kisses on his face as well.

Both girls silently accepted that he couldn't kiss them back for a moment, for he was still breathing heavily, though he had calmed somewhat.

"Baby? Rachel and I need to clean your cock, think you can handle that?" Katie asked as Rachel continued to kiss his face.

"Y...yeah...I...I think so..." Alan breathed.

Katie raised her eyes to Rachel. "Actually, you should do the honors, Rachel." Katie suggested. Rachel silently nodded as she moved to do so.

Katie turned to caress Alan's face and continued to plant kisses. "How are you holding up?" Katie asked.

"I...I feel...drained." Alan responded weakly.

Katie smiled. "That's to be expected, you just about exploded. But it's okay now, Rachel and I will take care of you." Katie cooed.

"Ready Alan?" Rachel called out, inches from his now shriveled and exhausted cock.

"Y...yeah."

Rachel took Alan's now soft cock in her hand, and began licking all of the cum that had been left behind. Alan twitched several times as Rachel licked the sensitive head, and was able to relax when she was finished.

"Okay, you're all clean now." Rachel informed him.

Katie then proceeded to lift Alan up, with him weakly helping, so that he was now sitting up. Rachel had rejoined them.

Katie planted a kiss on Alan's cheek. "You just go ahead and relax right there for a little while, and get your strength back."

Rachel planted her own kiss on Alan's other cheek. "Yeah, we'll understand if you're too tired to do anything else, so you just go ahead and be lazy right there and watch us for a little while, okay?"

Alan's breathing had recovered at this point, and he let out a weak smile. "Okay."

Rachel kissed his cheek again. "I'm so sorry, I didn't think that you would explode the way you did, for a moment I thought you were going to black out or something."

"It's okay. It was...unbelievable...but I definitely cannot do that often." Alan responded.

Both Katie and Rachel giggled. "Yeah, mind blowing orgasms like that are definitely not recommended in many doses. I know, I've had one of those before, remember?" Rachel asked.

Alan laughed a little. "I remember. You collapsed and fell on the floor in the car, and you didn't even care."

Rachel kissed his cheek one last time. "Well, you just be a good boy, sit right there, and enjoy the show."

Rachel and Katie's eyes met. They both easily saw the desire pouring out of their eyes. The girls practically threw themselves at each other and began desparately kissing one another.

"God...I'm...so...fucking....hot...right now!" Rachel declared in between kisses.

"I...I know....let's...skip....everything...and go...straight....to the....good part." Katie responded in between kisses, and they raced for the two sided dildo.

Alan laughed at the sight. They must have been really worked up with the way they were acting.

Rachel quickly took the dildo and inserted it inside herself, moaning as she did so. She was so wet that it easily slid in. She then laid down on her back as Katie took the opposite side of Rachel and slid the other half of the dildo inside herself as well, also moaning as she did so.

The girls discovered that the double dildo was the length they wanted, and their hot and wet pussies met in the center. The girls wasted no time, and began rubbing their needy pussies against one another.

"Oh God yes!" Katie cried out. "Kiss my pussy with yours! I love it!" Katie said, the combination of the heat and wetness of Rachel's pussy, along with the dildo that was inside her, sending her along the path to ecstasy.

"Fuck yeah! This is sooo much better than the last pussy my pussy kissed. God, sooo much better, mmmphhh." Rachel moaned, as the sparks shot throughout her being.

Both girls were already on the edge, and didn't last long.

"Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum! My pussy is gonna cum all over yours!" Katie cried out.

"I-I'm right there with you! Let's do it! Let's make our pussies cum all over each other. Fuck!"

"OhGod...shit....aaaaahhhhhh!!!" Katie hit her peak, and shook as her pleasure coursed through her.

Rachel was seconds behind her, as Katie's shaking had the added effect of rubbing her own pussy against Rachel's even more.

"Ooohhhh FUUUCKMEEEEE!!!!!" Rachel cried out as she shook as well.

Both girls then collapsed, and were breathing heavy.

"Wow...that was...quick." Alan commented.

"Well...what did you expect? I was so turned on from fucking your ass...I couldn't help it!" Rachel responded.

"Yeah...I've been on the edge...for a while." Katie breathed out. "God I really needed that."

"Yeah...no kidding." Rachel agreed.

Both girls then turned to Alan with dreamy, post orgasm eyes. "If you can't, it's fine, but...think you can give us that massage we discussed?" Rachel asked.



The Loners Ch. 16



Alan sighed. He was pretty tired, but he just couldn't resist the two naked girls who were glowing at him, fresh from an orgasm themselves.

"Alright." Then again, it wasn't all bad. Who wouldn't want to press their fingers into the completely nude flesh of these two gorgeous women?

Both girls squealed with delight. "I've never had a man give me a massage!" Katie bursted out.

"Me either. Where do you want us?" Rachel asked.

"You guys can just lay face down along the bed side by side." Alan said, and both girls moved to do so, with Katie on the left, and Rachel on the right. They were also very close together, close enough that their arms were almost touching.

Alan fell into a trance for quite a few moments due to the four sets of cheeks that were sticking up at him. However, their legs were closed tightly, preventing Alan from seeing more.

"Hello? Earth to Alan?" Rachel called out, breaking Alan's trance, and he shook his head.

Both girls giggled together. "I guess I can't blame you, I'm sure I'd zone out too if I had two sets of fine, tight asses in my face." Rachel commented, whose head was raised and was staring at Alan with an amused expression on her face. Katie was also staring at him with an amused expression on her face as well.

"So...who should I start with?" Alan asked. Both girls laid their heads down, facing each other.

"This is your fantasy, remember? Do whatever you want." Katie answered, as both she and Rachel closed their eyes, with smiles on their faces.

Alan's eyes traveled back and forth. He wasn't sure himself on where to begin, and decided to make his choice through a silent 'eeny meeny miny moe'. Katie ended up being the winner, and Alan straddled her back first.

Katie purred as she felt Alan's weight slowly fall on her lower back, along with both his currently soft cock and balls. Alan was careful not to rest all of his weight on her, but enough that he could hold himself up and be comfortable.

"So." Alan began, cracking his knuckles. "How would you like your massage?"

"Anyway you want." Katie sighed dreamily.

With that, Alan began, reaching for her shoulders first. Katie hummed as she felt Alan's fingers pressing into her shoulders, causing her to relax.

"Wow...this is really good." Katie sighed as Alan massaged her shoulders, her neck, and her head.

Rachel's eyes had opened, and was watching. "Is he really that good?"

"Mmmhmm." Katie responded, her eyes closed, relishing the fingers that were digging into her.

"I wish I had know his fingers had a magical touch, I would have taken advantage of that a long time ago." Rachel replied, eagerly awaiting her turn.

Silence passed as Alan continued, aside from Katie's purrs. He massaged every inch of her glorious skin, and slowly began working his way down. When he reached near the small of her back where he was currently planted, he shifted himself so that he sat upon her cheeks, and his cock somehow naturally aimed itself into her crack.

Katie felt that he was also hard again, and wiggled her cheeks slightly in response to the rod that she could now feel.

"Mmm, feels like you're enjoying yourself as much as I am." Katie remarked, desire in her voice. She too was now turned on, and had spread her legs slightly to relieve the heat and wetness that had begun to build up.

"Yeah, I don't know why, but I love doing this." Alan replied.

Once he was done with her back, instead of going lower to her butt, he decided to turn around, and faced the opposite direction. He then began to massage Katie's long and smooth legs.

He started at the foot of one of the legs, and slowly massaged his way up. When he got to her thighs, he stopped and switched to the other leg, and repeated the same thing.

When he reached the thigh of the other leg, he lifted himself up, turned around, and this time, settled himself just below her thighs. He then reached down, and began massaging her upper thighs.

Alan now began to purposefully tease Katie, and was mostly focusing his attentions on her inner thighs, knowing that he was dangerously close to her pussy, which he could now see was glistening with her juices.

Katie was now squirming slightly under Alan's expert touches, and she was shifting herself, desparately trying to get Alan's fingers to make contact with her pussy, which was now aching with desire.

Alan held a grin, and from time to time, would lightly brush her pussy with his fingers, causing her to slightly jump and moan. She then groaned her frustration when Alan's fingers made no further contact. It was here that Katie remembered the game, and she realized that he was teasing her on purpose.

"You fuck..." Katie murmured as Alan's grin widened.

"Sorry, but remember, you have to try and resist it as long as you can." Alan said triumphantly.

"That's right, I almost forgot about that. Shit." Rachel moaned. She had a feeling that Alan was going to very quickly drive them both through the roof, based on Katie's reactions. At least she had the heads up, and could prepare herself for it, unlike poor Katie.

"Fucking bullshit. You'll pay for this you little fuck." Katie groaned, but was smiling. "You'll see, Rachel and I will have you begging for us instead of the other way around." Katie was now suppressing her urges before they overtook her, and she threw herself at him.

Alan decided to take it one step further, and he slid up, and purposefully nestled his now hard cock between her open legs. Katie gasped as she felt his cock make contact with the bottom edge of her pussy. She then sighed as Alan began rubbing his fingers into her ass cheeks.

"Not fair...I completely forgot about the game." Katie moaned as Alan massaged her cheeks. Katie restrained herself with all of her might, and was rewarded as Alan finally lifted himself off of her.

Unfortunately, the damage was already done, and she was now incredibly turned on. And it probably wasn't going to go away anytime soon.

Alan then nestled himself on top of Rachel next, and began massaging her the same way he had massaged Katie. Rachel was now purring, and even though she was trying to fight to keep her urges down, she was losing that battle. It was the anticipation more than anything that was getting to her, and now with those fingers pressing so nicely into her shoulders, she knew it was going to be hard to resist.

"Katie...we're gonna get him for this." Rachel moaned as the expert fingers worked his way down her back.

"Oh yeah...if I'd know that it was going to be this good, I wouldn't have tried playing this game. I'm soaking wet, and he hasn't even done my front yet. Oh, and watch out, he's going to tease the shit out of you by massaging your inner thighs without touching your pussy." Katie warned.

"Fuck..." Rachel uttered as Alan shifted himself on to her legs, and began massaging her lower back. She knew that he could tease her almost to the point where it was going to hurt. To make it worse, she was leaking in anticipation of it.

"Well, well. It looks like the predator has now truly become the prey." Alan said triumphantly.

"Oh, you bastard. Just you wait, Katie and I will make you answer for this."

"You know, from the way you two are talking, it sounds like you've already admitted defeat, and know that you will not be able to resist throwing yourselves at me." Alan's grin remained wide as he shifted once more, and began working on one of Rachel's legs.

"Don't you start getting cocky up there. We're not done yet, we're just going to make you pay for convincing us to go through such a painful tease." Rachel shot back, her eyes now altered once more.

"It was a big enough tease to go through the massage as a whole, but you went too far by purposefully teasing us. Not only that, I bet you were holding out on us. I think you knew how good you were, and got us to accept the deal with us under the impression that you weren't that good." Katie followed with.

Alan's grin remained wide as he finished one of Rachel's legs, and began working on the second one. "Actually...yeah, I did." Alan responded.

"Oh, you fuck...you set us up. Katie, we're going to have a talk later on how to pay this bastard back." Rachel uttered as Alan finished her leg, and now set himself up for the ultimate tease.

Rachel groaned as she felt his fingers brush dangerously close to her needy pussy. Yet, there was little to no contact the entire time.

At long last, Alan relented, and lifted himself off of Rachel. "Okay. It's time to turn over."

Alan's smile held as both Katie and Rachel obediently turned over, and was now greeted with two pairs of glorious breasts, with their nipples sticking out and hard. Both girls were also flushed with arousal, and their mouths hung slightly open, and both of their eyes shot straight at Alan's hard cock, which pulsed under their combined stare.

Alan then moved, and settled on Katie once again, who continued to stare at his cock with a longing in her eyes as Alan began massaging her face and head first. Katie closed her eyes and purred once again as Alan massaged her, although now that his cock was resting on her stomach, it wasn't that relaxing.

As Alan worked his way down, she felt and saw that Alan's cock was now dribbling a little precum, and she felt the warm thick cream as it began to gather on her stomach. This, combined with Alan brushing his fingers along her breasts without touching them, was starting to drive her wild with desire.

Rachel was also staring at Alan's cock with a longing, and now slightly shivered with anticipation as she imagined a little of his precum pool on to her own stomach as well.

Katie's breathing started to become heavy as Alan massaged her, and to her relief, he didn't shift to massage her legs when he reached her pelvis, and instead moved his hands back up to massage her breasts.

Katie immediately moaned and thrusted her breasts into the hands that were now massaging them, the fingers sending electric signals all the way down to her pussy which continued to ache with need.

Alan worked Katie's breasts carefully, and massaged them more than anything else that he had done to this point, knowing that he was working her up. He manipulated them in every fashion that he thought of, and watched every one of Katie's reactions.

"Mmmm, so good. God, I'm going crazy!" Katie moaned as Alan continued to wonderfully work her breasts in ways they have never been worked before.

At long last, Alan released Katie's breasts, causing her to again groan in frustration. Alan then lifted himself off of her, and moved to settle himself on top of Rachel, leaving Katie frustrated, for she thought that maybe, he was going to touch her aching pussy.

Alan gave Rachel the same treatment he gave Katie, starting with her head. As Katie watched, she fought herself with all of her might to keep her from touching herself. However, she knew it was only a matter of time at this point, and she was sure that there was a nice puddle on the bed in between her legs.

Once again, Alan worked his way around the pair of breasts before him before he began to massage them. Although he himself was aching with desire now, he had a feeling that he was doing better than Katie and Rachel.

When he was done, Alan stunned both girls with what he said next. "Okay. Turn over."

Both girls stared at him, wide eyed.

"What? You thought that I was only going to completely massage both of you once and that was it? Nope, I'm going to keep going until you two can't stand it." Alan said.

Katie and Rachel then turned their gazes to one another, and they silently communicated. They then nodded in agreement. They did not want to give Alan another chance to tease them further.

Before Alan knew it, both girls grabbed him, and brought him down to the bed on his back. Alan was grinning.

"One massage each? That's all you got?" Alan asked as both girls began kissing him.

"Alan, shut up and stop gloating. You know you got us. Now we're going to have our way with you." Rachel replied with a near desperate voice as she reached for Alan's cock and began pumping it. Katie's hand joined Rachel's and both girls began working him.

Now Alan was the one who was moaning, and Rachel, unable to wait any longer, straddled him.

"God, I need to fuck you so badly. I hope you're ready, I'm going to fuck your brains right out of your head." Rachel said quickly as she aimed his cock towards her warm, wet tunnel. In a single thrust, Rachel descended on him, and gave out a loud sigh of relief.

Katie, in turn, moved to straddle Alan's face. "This is what you get for teasing us. Now it's time for you to answer for it." She said as she descended on Alan's face, and he eagerly began eating the pussy that was presented to him.

Rachel showed no mercy, and began pounding Alan's cock with reckless abandon. "Oh GOD YES!!" She cried out as she pounded him.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it baby! Eat my wet pussy! Eat the fucking shit out of my aching pussy, God I need it so bad! FUUUCK!! I-I-AAAAHHHHH!!!!" Katie screamed as her sudden orgasm overtook her. She shook in pleasure on top of Alan, and drenched his face with her juices.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, AAAHHH SHHHIIITTT!!!!" Rachel wasn't far behind Katie, and she shook wildly on top of Alan's cock, and he felt it as Rachel's pussy gripped him tightly several times as the waves of pleasure crashed through her.

Katie sighed as she rolled off of Alan. Rachel, however, wasn't done, and after a few short moments, began riding Alan again.

"Oh, no. You're not done. You're not done until you give me all of your cum. That's the only way I'm getting off of you." Rachel said as she saw Alan staring at her, slightly surprised.

"S-sorry. I really can't join you, I'm kind of pooped out." Katie breathed out.

Rachel smiled at Katie. "It's alright. As a vampire, I naturally have more endurance, so don't feel obligated to try and keep up."

Rachel then turned to Alan, and her smile turned into a more evil grin. "You, however, you aren't getting any rest until I get what I want, you evil tease."

"Oh yeah, fuck him good. Show him what happens when he teases us as badly as he did." Katie cheered Rachel on as her pace quickly picked up.

Rachel, amazingly, kept her high pace the entire time, and Alan thought for sure that she really could fuck his brains right out of his ears if she tried. Even more surprisingly was that she remained silent as she fucked him.

Both Rachel and Alan were now panting heavily, and both were sweating. Yet, as promised, she did not relent. Alan then began to feel the pressure building within him.

"R-Rachel..." He panted out.

"I'm right with you! Do it! Fill my pussy with all of the warm cum you can!" Rachel replied.

The words, along with her frantic fucking, sent Alan over the edge, and he let out a long moan as he felt his cock empty load after load into Rachel's hungry depths.

The feel of the warm jets of cum flowing into her triggered her own release, and Rachel cried out in pleasure as her pussy once again clamped down on Alan's cock. Her pussy milked Alan's cock for all it was worth.

Alan sighed as he relaxed, and this time, Rachel collapsed on top of him.

"Mmm...so good." Rachel breathed out. "I love the feeling of your cum swishing around inside of me."

Katie joined them at this point. "I can't wait until I get to feel Alan's cum inside of me."

"I can't wait either. Actually, would you like some creampie dessert?" Rachel offered.

"Oh, absolutely." Katie replied enthusiastically as Rachel disengaged herself from Alan, and invitingly opened her legs for Katie.

Katie crawled in between Rachel's legs, and began to lap up the mixed juices presented to her.

"Mmmm, I think the both of you together is one of the best things I've ever tasted." Katie said when she finished cleaning Rachel up.

At last, since all three of them were now exhausted, sleep came easily for them.

*****

"You fool!" Lord Issac began as soon as the nine Lords were gathered for their new video conference. "It's bad enough that the killings of the ten cops had drawn an enormous amount of attention, now you go and pull this!? True, the public is blaming the human Alan Brooks for all of this at the moment, but there are plenty of rumors and suspicions that are circling these events."

It was true. The current prime suspect of both the shoot out and the deaths of the individuals found in the Jacobs' home was Alan Brooks. The popular belief so far was that he was a war veteran gone made, since he was a former Marine. At the very least, even if he wasn't directly involved, it was believed that he had some hand in it all.

"I've already gone over this with the humans, there is no evidence that can be traced to the supernatural concerning the murders in the Jacobs' home. Not only that, even if he comes forward and tries to expose the truth, who will believe him? Sure, he has the little bitch, but once they come forward, they will be surrendered to us without question, and then we can silence them once and for all." Lord Caleb responded, expecting this kind of reaction, especially from the ever idealistic Lord Issac.

"I doubt it will be that simple, the girl could expose her own powers in ways that could never be covered up. You've turned the situation into your own personal vendetta, and your judgment may now have compromised us all." Lady Helen said.

Lord Constantine merely watched the conversations with a smile. The war he desired may actually come faster than he thought.

"You're forgetting that anyone who is associated with the human at this point will not be trusted. Besides, with four Lords and many of our Greaters now in America searching for them, how could they possibly show themselves for long without being noticed?" Lord Caleb calmly responded.

Lord Constantine's smile faded. 'Now he's using our presence to his advantage.'

"Perhaps that number should change, since the recent events have reached an international scale. This scandal should not be allowed to continue any further." Lady Helen calmly responded back with a small smile.

"Let's not get out of hand. The nine of us should not be required to handle this situation." Lord Issac suggested, not liking where this might be going.

"I'm in agreement with Lady Helen. At this point, Lord Caleb has caused the situation to grow beyond that of the renegades. Such a blatant act has caused the humans to begin reacting negatively to us. Even I have received calls asking if I am involved with the current situation, and I do not appreciate such accusations." Lady Francine responded.

Now this wasn't what Lord Caleb had expected. All nine Lords, gathered in the same country at the same time? That was a very rare sight. But, it also could be seen as an opportunity, though he would have to tread very carefully on that.

"If that is the case, then I too will go to America to ensure things do not get out of hand." Lord Issac followed with.

One by one, all of the Lords agreed to come to America, each of them with their own intentions, though these were not spoken out loud. It was almost exactly as Lord Constantine had expected, although much sooner than he thought. Everyone had an excuse, and now everyone wanted to make a move. At this point, most likely everyone knew or at least expected devious intentions. Now he had to count on the renegades to continue to hide and not reveal themselves.

If they live long enough, the war just might get started.

*****

Rachel felt good as she woke up. She slowly rose to discover that she was the first one up between the three of them. Alan was still asleep next to her, while Katie was on the other side of Alan, also asleep.

Rachel's smile of satisfaction that she had been wearing since she first woke up quickly turned into a devious smile, and her eyes changed as she decided to play.




The Loners Ch. 16



She pulled the sheets that were covering Alan, deciding that he was the one who deserved a very nice wake up call, considering what he did for her in their latest session. Luckily for Rachel, he was sleeping on his back, and he was completely nude, so she didn't have to disturb him much.

Once his currently soft cock was exposed, she lightly gripped it, and softly began slurping on it. She decided to go soft and gentle, curious as to how long she could go without waking him. It certainly would be funny if she could make him cum while he was still asleep.

She watched him carefully, and although his breathing picked up slightly, or emitted a soft moan here or there, she saw no signs of him waking up as she felt him slowly get hard in her mouth. Now that he was hard, Rachel was now able to slowly bob up and down on it.

Alan's dream shifted to that of a warm and wet dream. Except, he couldn't figure out why it was so wet. In his dream, he simply could not figure out where the warmth or wetness was coming from. He searched and searched, but found nothing. Then, before he knew it, the feelings started to feel good. It still puzzled him though. Even though it was good, what was it?

Suddenly, in his dream, he started seeing naked women, who were focusing their attentions on his cock, which he didn't even realize was hard. And then, slowly, the images faded away, yet the good feelings did not go away.

Alan moaned as he awoke, though he did not know why. He also felt something very warm and wet that was currently wrapped around his cock. He reached down with his hands, curious on what it was, and he was slightly surprised with what he felt. He felt a large amount of hair, that was on top of some kind of head, that was currently moving up and down...wait a moment!

Alan opened his eyes and looked down, and he ended up staring into Rachel's altered eyes, which winked at him. He sighed in pleasure as his head fell down and he closed his eyes.

"Oh, God, Rachel..." He uttered, as Rachel disengaged herself.

"Morning Alan. I thought you might enjoy me waking you up like this." She whispered, then returned to work.

"God yes! You're welcome to wake me up at any time like this." Alan responded.

Rachel disengaged herself again. "Shhhh!! I don't want to wake Katie up yet, I want to do this to her as well."

"Mmmm, too late." Katie mumbled, slowly rising, and seeing what was happening.

"Well, at least now I know why Alan was moaning." Katie said as she yawned.

Rachel stopped again. "How long have you been up?"

Katie stretched. "Not that long, I was kind of drifting in and out when I heard some movement, but then I heard Alan moan. At first, I thought it was my imagination, then you two started talking, and then I knew at that point that something was going on."

"Sorry, I didn't want to wake you until I got to you. But, while you're up, care for some?" Rachel said, offering Alan's cock to Katie.

Katie shook her head, yawning again. "I'm not really a morning person. Go ahead, he's all yours." Katie said as she got out of bed.

"Oh, we definitely are going to have to fix that. Some good morning sex right after you wake up is a great way to start a day." Rachel said as she returned to work on Alan's cock.

"Maybe some other time, you guys have fun." Katie said as she quickly threw some underwear on and went downstairs for breakfast.

Now that Alan was awake, Rachel picked up her pace, and began to suck on him more vigorously. In response, Alan's moans got louder, and he began thrusting his cock into Rachel's mouth.

Alan could feel Rachel's lips slightly form a smile of satisfaction as she continued working on him, and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. In fact, he felt his orgasm rising so quickly that he didn't even get a chance to voice it, and the only signal he gave Rachel of his impending release was a long and loud moan before his pleasure rolled through him, and felt himself shooting his cum into Rachel's mouth.

Rachel, however, was ready for it. By now, she had become very familiar with Alan's body that she had recognized the signs of the inevitable release. She moaned into Alan's cock as it grew and began spurting his warm and thick cream into her mouth. She took it all, and was somewhat surprised at how much there was, considering how much he had spent earlier.

As Rachel felt Alan's cock spurt the final few drops of cum that she eagerly swallowed, she slowed her pace, and proceeding to lovingly and slowly suck on him as she felt Alan go limp completely, and heard as he let out a very satisfied sigh. After a few moments of slurping on Alan's now limp cock, she disengaged.

"Mmm, delicious." Rachel said seductively as she saw Alan catch his breath.

"G..glad you enjoyed it. But...I'm really sore everywhere now. I don't think I fully recovered from last night. That reminds me, what time is it anyways? It's kind of hard to tell time without the sun around."

Rachel shrugged. "I'm not sure myself. I've completely lost my sense of time as well, so I don't know how long I slept. But, I do know this, it was a good sleep."

Rachel then patted Alan's leg. "And I'm sorry, I didn't think at all about how you might be sore, how much does it hurt?" Rachel asked, concerned.

Now it was Alan's turn to shrug. "Eh, I'll live. But, it doesn't mean that I can't return the favor." Alan offered, now his turn to smile.

Rachel beamed. "Really? You don't have to, I did that just now because I wanted to. I'm not expecting anything if you're too tired or sore for it."

"You kidding me? You know I love to eat you out, almost as much as you seem to enjoy blowing me." Alan responded. Who wouldn't want to give pleasure to such a gorgeous creature?

"Maybe, but let's not go into specifics here. If you're offering, might as well take it." She said as she and Alan switched places.

Like Alan, Rachel had also slept completely in the nude, and thanks to her performing the blowjob, Alan saw that she was already glistening with her juices, indicating that Alan can go straight for the goal.

Rachel sighed as soon as Alan's talented tongue made contact with her puffy and aroused lips. This sigh turned into a gasp when she felt his fingers rubbing along her wet pussy, coating them with her own lubrication.

"Oh Alan...do it. Jam those fingers inside me! I'm so wet for them!" Rachel moaned, and Alan heeded her advice.

"Ahhh, fuck yeah." Rachel cooed as she felt the fingers push deep inside her. Like Rachel was familiar with Alan's body, Alan was familiar with Rachel's body, and he began pushing all of the right buttons, knowing that Rachel wanted this to be quick. This included her clit, which Alan began sucking and licking on relentlessly, causing Rachel to jump and begin her normal vocalizations.

"Ah! Ah! Ooooohhhhh sshhiitt! Yes! Right there! Right there! Fuuuck!" Rachel cried out. "Eat that pussy baby! Eat that fucking pussy! God! Show no mercy! Attack that pussy with everything you got!"

Alan did so, and Rachel began to feel the pressure building. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I'm gonna cum! My pussy is gonna cum for you! Don't stop! Don't....AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" Rachel cried out her release as she shook in pleasure, with Alan riding her the entire way as he felt her pussy spasm on his fingers.

Just as Rachel did for him, Alan continued to gently lick her as she came down from her orgasm, and now it was Rachel who sighed in contentment as she collapsed.

"Ahhh...Jesus, you're sooo good at that." She breathed out, glowing.

Alan smiled, and he crawled up to her. Without a word, Rachel wrapped her hands around Alan and pulled him into a deep kiss, tasting herself on his lips, and loving it.

When they broke, Rachel was beaming. "So...what do you say we join Katie downstairs for breakfast?" She asked.

Alan smiled back at her. "Sounds like a plan to me, I'm starving."

*****

As tempting as Alan's cock look when Rachel presented it to her, Katie really wasn't in the mood. She just typically wasn't a morning person, though, judging from Rachel's words, she just might learn how to be soon. Maybe after breakfast she would have to see if either Alan or Rachel would be up for another round. But for now, she just wanted to eat.

She searched the cabinets, and choose something simple that she didn't have to cook and could eat immediately. Once she gathered her breakfast, which turned out to be breakfast bars, she sat down in the living room, and stared at the blank TV that was there.

Curious on whether or not they actually had cable in this underground cavern, she found the remote, and turned it on. Sure enough, it did, to Katie's amazement. Even more amazing was that the TV had HD channels.

"Wow...I wonder how they got this to work?" She mused to herself out loud, switching the channel to her favorite channel, Bravo. However, TNT came up instead. It then occurred to her that they were in Wyoming, and not Ohio.

"Whoops." She said, and began scrolling through the channels. Although TNT was good sometimes, nothing good was on at the moment. However, Bravo had nothing either, causing her to scroll through more channels. Unfortunately, nothing, not even good reruns were on.

Katie grunted in slight annoyance as upon realizing that there was nothing good to watch.

"Well, there goes that idea." She said to herself as she began eating, attempting to decide on what to watch.

Then, a curious thought struck her mind. She wondered if the shoot out that they were involved in had made the news, and just what information might be known.

When she turned on the news, however, she got far more than she bargained for. She watched the full report, stunned, not even able to eat her breakfast. From what they were saying, all of Alan's closest friends, along with his mother and step father, had been killed, and he was the prime suspect!

Katie's mind went blank, having no idea on how to even try to bring this up. She wasn't sure she wanted to, afraid of what it might do to them. However, she also knew that they had to know. But, just how does one deliver such horrifying news?

Should she run upstairs right now and tell them? No, she didn't want to ruin their good mood at the moment. Should she wait until they got downstairs and then tell them? Well, she wasn't sure of that either. The truth was that she didn't want to tell them. She wanted all three of them to be as happy as possible while they were down here, and not actively on the run for their lives.

At the same time, however, they had to know. That brought up the second set of questions. Just how could she explain it to them? Should she just tell them herself, or tell them to turn on the news and find out for themselves?

"AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Rachel's cries of pleasure shook Katie from her shock. In the end, she decided to play it the coward's way. She would wait until they were finished with breakfast, and simply tell them to watch the news.

Katie quickly changed the channel to something boring, and found the History Channel. Shortly afterward, she heard Alan and Rachel come down the stairs.

"Mmmm, next time Katie, you're getting woken up first." Rachel said seductively as she walked past Katie for the refrigerator.

"Y-yeah...next time..." Katie answered, drifting, causing both Alan and Rachel to stop and turn to her.

"Something wrong?" Alan asked.

Katie found herself unable to face him at the moment. "W-well..."

"What's wrong? Is everything alright? You seem pale." Rachel stated, approaching Katie.

"I-I just..." Katie just simply could not form the words. She knew it. She was a coward.

"Okay, how about this? Alan and I will eat real quick, and then you can tell us what's bothering you, okay?" Rachel suggested.

Katie nodded, thankful for the out at the moment.

Because of the grim atmosphere that seemed to surround Katie, breakfast turned out to be a silent affair, as both Alan and Rachel wondered what was bothering Katie so much.

When they were finished, they joined her in the living room.

"Okay, ready to tell us what's going on?" Rachel asked.

Katie swallowed, dreading this moment as Alan and Rachel had ate their breakfast. At long last, the words came out. "T-turn on the news..." She said weakly.

Alarm bells rang in Rachel's head, concerned that somehow, the shoot out at Montana may have caused more problems than she had expected.

What they saw, however, was far worse than what both Alan and Rachel were expecting.

"Police have yet to find any trace of the missing suspect, Alan Brooks, who is believed to have a connection with both the shoot out in Montana where ten police officers were killed, along with the brutal murders of Trish Jacobs, Bob Jacobs, David Anderson, and Ashley Davies." 

"The four victims were found in the home of Trish and Bob Jacobs yesterday in New York, and according to reports, were carved open before they were killed, and their organs strung up inside the home. This was the eyewitness who called the police leading to the discovery of the murder scene yesterday."

"I...I just...why! Who would do something like that!? What cruel bastard would do such a thing!?" Amy was screaming and in tears. She was also being escorted by police officers as several reporters attempted to question her.

"Mrs. Robinson, could you describe the scene to us?"

"Mrs. Robinson, could you tell us your relationship with the victims?"

"I am afraid Mrs. Robinson is in no condition to answer any questions at this time." One of the officers said, attempting to push through the reporters. The scene then shifted back to the main desk.

"This was the father of Ashley Davies earlier this morning."

The man on the screen was a tall and bald man, and his expression was both hurtful and grim.

"I don't know what kind of maniac would want to do this to my daughter. But I do know this, I hope they find him. Where ever Alan Brooks hides, I hope they find him and make him pay."

The scene shifted back. "Attempts to contact the Anderson family for statements have still been refused. In other news..."

Alan was in shock. He was standing at this point, but that was it. He couldn't move, and he couldn't breathe. Time had stopped for him.

"N-no...that's...i-it's not...tell me...tell me this isn't real..." His mother, his long time friend Dave, who he knew for years, Bob, and even Ashley. None of them had been spared.

Rachel began quietly admonishing herself. Once again, how could she have been so stupid? Especially where Caleb was concerned. She knew this had to be his doing, for he was the type of cruel person who would do something like this to get what he wanted. How could she not have foreseen this possibility? How could she have completely forgotten that this kind of thing could have happened? She called herself every name in the book that she could imagine. Yet, it was a far cry from what she felt she deserved.

Katie watched as Rachel seemingly focused her thoughts inward, and from what Katie could see, Rachel was mentally attacking herself. She then turned to Alan, who collapsed to his knees, his eyes widen and his face frozen. Katie desperately wanted to reach out to them, and say something, anything, to comfort them. But she knew that this was near impossible. Just what could she say? Instead, she was forced to watch them, unable to do anything about their pain.

Alan had at long last moved, the shock moving past him. He fell to his knees, attempting to fight the emotions that were flowing through him all at once as it dawned on him. They were all dead. The people he had known and held dear for almost all of his life were now gone. He didn't realize it until this very moment. Even though he had ran away, and was told he would never see them again, somewhere in the back of his mind, he believed that he would.

Not anymore. That possibility was now gone. He fell forward, banging his fists on the floor in front of him as both Rachel and Katie watched him.

Rachel wanted to desperately hold him and comfort him, but she couldn't. She was too busy blaming herself, and felt that it wouldn't be right for her to try. After all, she had been the one who had dragged him into all of this, regardless of whether or not he made the decision to follow her.

Katie at long last rose, and slowly settled an arm on Alan's shoulder as he began to shake, fighting back sobs.

Alan didn't know where to begin, or who to blame. He began by blaming himself. Because of his own stubborn streak that refused to let go of Rachel, his family and friends were now dead because of him. Next, he blamed Rachel, for coming into his life and stealing his heart.

The tears flowed freely from his eyes, despite his best efforts to fight them. Never before in his life had he felt so crushed, so defeated. He felt as though the world was after him, trying to punish him for whatever it was he did. Alan's mind raced, each thought becoming more extreme than the last.

Not a word was spoken as Katie and Rachel watched Alan as he quietly sobbed. There just wasn't any room for words. Even if there were, none of them knew what they should say. So instead, they remained silent.

After what seemed to be an eternity, Alan's sobbing slowly stopped, and he recovered himself enough to stand once more. His eyes then turned to Rachel, and her eyes widened at what she saw. Katie had backed away slightly as well, afraid of what she was seeing.

"I want you to turn me into a vampire." Alan's voice was low and cold.

Rachel knew that look. She had seen it before in the past. She herself held that look on rare occasions. However, she did not want Alan to go down that path, despite his reasons. She knew where it could lead.

Rachel shook her head. "Alan, there is a better way..."

"You seem to have the wrong impression. I'm not asking you this time. I'm telling you."

Rachel lightly gasped as this as she stared into his eyes, which held nothing but cold hatred. Now it was Rachel's turn to hold back sobs. She didn't want this. She didn't want to lose him to vengeance. However, she also knew that in reality, she had no right to refuse him. She had been the one who dragged him into all of this.

Rachel relented. "Fine...I'll do it."



The Loners Ch. 17



Katie gasped as she heard Rachel's words, and her eyes shifted back and forth between Alan and Rachel.

"I'll do it, but, I want you to know that I don't want to. I know what's going through your mind, I can see it as clear as day. First of all, there is no guarantee that you'll get what you seek, not unless you are reborn with extraordinary powers, and that only happens on rare occasions."

"Second, going down the path of bloodshed that you seek will forever change you, in the same way it did me. Please, I beg you to reconsider. If you do this, you won't have anything left..."

"HAVEN'T YOU BEEN WATCHING!? IN CASE YOU DIDN'T NOTICE, I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING LEFT ANYMORE!" Alan screamed.

"WHAT ABOUT US? YOU STILL HAVE KATIE AND ME! HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT YOU SON OF A BITCH!!" Rachel screamed back, tears in her eyes.

Alan bit back his next words, and calmed himself. "Look, I'm sorry, alright? But, I'm not changing my mind on this. Those bastards killed my closest friends that I've known for years. Are you really going to stand there and tell me that I should sit and do nothing? Just duck and run!? No, I'm afraid I can't do that. In fact, it's because we ran that they're dead now."

"You don't know that for sure! Please, don't make me do this! I don't want you to go through with this. At least think it over, at least for a day or so. Just...don't jump to something rash like that. You know why I don't want to turn you!"

"And look where it's gotten us! Just how long do you expect me to sit on the sidelines and watch as more and more people I know get hurt or killed!? Who's going to be next? You? Me? Katie? Katie's family? Yes, it was the vampires that killed them. But, it's also our fault for choosing to run instead of trying to fight back!"

Those words were too much for Rachel, and she could no longer face Alan. She began quietly sobbing, and the one thing she had feared the most was coming true. Alan was descending, all because she had pulled him into it.

While it was true that she could simply refuse him and vanish, she also knew that she couldn't do that. It was because this was her fault, and turning him was the only way she could own up to it at this point. This was because she also knew that even if she vanished, he would probably still choose to fight, even if he remained a human.

Rachel turned to Katie, her eyes pleading, hoping that Katie could say something to talk Alan out of this.

Katie saw the plea, and turned to Alan. "Alan..." Katie drifted, unable to form any other words.

"I'm sorry Katie, but nothing either you or Rachel can say is going to change my mind."

"Not even the promise you made to Rachel that you would father a child that she could raise?" Katie suddenly remembered, hoping that it would be a convincing enough.

It wasn't. Alan shook his head.

"Just how much do you plan to sacrifice to get your revenge? At least tell me that much." Rachel said in a low voice, still unable to face Alan.

"And what if you were in my shoes? How would you react if the people close to you were taken in the same way mine were?"

Rachel remained silent. Both Rachel and Alan knew the answer to that.

"...fine." Rachel tear filled eyes turned to Katie. "What about you? Do you want to be turned as well?"

Katie weighed her options, and in the end, shook her head. "No. I...I think it's important that I, at least, remain human. I mean, after what we just built together, I don't want to see it destroyed like this. I feel that, if I remain human, I'll be in a better position to protect you both from the darkness that you fear. Not only that, I'll still be able to give you the child that you hope to raise someday."

Katie's answer caused Rachel to smile the briefest of smiles, which faded as soon as she turned to Alan.

Her eyes fell. "One last time, Alan..."

"I've made my decision."

Rachel's eyes closed, allowing the last few tears to flow before she steeled herself for what was to come.

Rachel opened her eyes, and turned to Katie. "I need you to grab something sharp, like a knife." She instructed, her voice now all business.

Katie was puzzled, but nodded and began to search for such an item as Rachel turned to Alan. "Let's go upstairs in the bedroom." Rachel said as she walked past Alan.

Alan followed close behind as he followed Rachel into the bedroom. When he entered, Alan felt a strange sensation. Just a little while ago, he and Rachel were happily enjoying themselves in this very room. Also, in this very room, he, Rachel, and Katie had one of the wildest and most special moments in their relationship. But now, that seemed like a lifetime ago, even if it was all within a single day.

Rachel began removing her clothes. "Undress, completely." Rachel instructed, to Alan's confusion.

Alan did so, despite his confusion.

Rachel pointed to the bed once she saw they were both finished. "Lay down on your back." She instructed next.

"What's all of this for?" Alan asked as he followed Rachel's instructions.

"To make you as comfortable as possible."

It was here that Katie returned, holding a large knife in her hand, which Rachel took.

"Okay, Katie, sit next to Alan so I can explain to you both about what's going to happen."

Katie silently did so, and both she and Alan stared at Rachel until she began to speak.

"What we're about to do is perform a Blood Exchange." Rachel began.

"A Blood Exchange?" Alan asked.

Rachel nodded. "This is how vampires turn humans, a ritual known as a Blood Exchange. The name implies exactly what is going to happen. You and I will be exchanging blood. However, the manner of which we'll be doing it is what can make this difficult. You see, you and I must drink each other's blood."

"In normal cases, vampire's blood is poison to humans, and if mixed with human blood, it will kill the human. However, if a vampire drains the human's blood as the human drinks the blood of a vampire, the vampire's blood 'replaces' the human blood. When that happens, you will literally die. My blood will kill most of your organs once inside of you, and you will be dead anywhere from seconds to maybe an hour or so before you are reborn. You will lose most of your normal organ functions, such as the liver, kidneys, and heart."

"The other reason why the vampire must feed during this process is the amount of blood that will be lost. In order for this to work, I must keep my own blood supply high, otherwise complications will form. Just like in human conceptions and births, complications can form during this process. If either of us drinks too much or too little blood, one of us will die, permanently."

Rachel then focused her eyes on Katie. "This might be a rather unpleasant sight, if you don't want to watch, that's fine."

Katie shook her head. "No, I'll watch."

Rachel nodded. "Then, can I ask for your help?"

Katie blinked. "Help?"

Rachel nodded again. "Yes. If you can, I need you to watch Alan carefully. Once he blacks out, and he will, I need you to pull me off of him if I don't stop feeding. Otherwise he will stay dead. After that, we're going to bandage both his and my open wounds to prevent further blood loss for both of us. Can you do that?"

Katie hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, I can do that. Let me get something that we can use." Katie said, getting out of the bed, and began a new search.

Rachel then set her eyes on Alan. "You should feel lucky, a lot of vampires aren't this kind when performing the Blood Exchange. This is another reason why there aren't that many vampires, and why lower level vampires don't perform this ritual. For a Lord, this is easy since they have immense powers and a much larger supply of blood then those below them. For a Greater, this can be difficult for them, but still can be done."

"As for me, I guess I'm somewhat powerful at this point, but I'm not sure if I'm strong enough. However, I sympathize with what you're feeling. Even if I die turning you, at least I'll make up a little for the responsibility I hold myself for your losses." Rachel said grimly, crawling up to Alan.

"While we're waiting for Katie, let's practice a little bit." She said, creating a cut on her hand with a knife, and blood immediately began to slowly seep out.

"Here." Rachel said, offering her open wound. "It's poison to you, but a small taste won't kill you. This isn't going to work if you can't drink my blood."

Alan was stunned at her words, and began having doubts on whether or not he should really do this. He didn't realize that the process of turning a human into a vampire could be such a complicated, and potentially dangerous process.

Rachel saw this hesitation, and prayed to herself that Alan reconsidered his decision. This time, however, she didn't say anything, and allowed him to make the choice himself. After all, it was because of her that Alan had lost any chance of returning to his normal life and family.

Rachel remained expressionless as she saw Alan reach out for her hand, and lightly sucked on the wound. Alan only did this for a moment before withdrawing.

"A little unpleasant." He remarked.

"You're going to have to deal with it. You have to drink a lot more than that."

As Rachel said that, Katie returned with towels in her hands. "These are the only things I could find that I think will work."

Rachel turned to Katie and saw what she was carrying. "That's fine. A bit crude, but they'll work. Hand me one of those." Rachel instructed, and Katie did so.

"As soon as I separate from Alan, I need you to jump on him as quickly as possible and press down hard on his wound before he bleeds out, understand?" Rachel said, and Katie nodded.

"There's going to be quite a bit of blood as well, can you handle that?" Rachel asked, and Katie nodded again.

"Now for one last thing." Rachel said, repositioning herself on top of Alan. She then reached down, grabbing his cock, and proceeded to descended upon it, bathing Alan in her warm tunnel. This caused him to remember that they were actually still in the nude, having been distracted by the serious conversation.

Alan saw that Rachel's eyes had now changed, however, they weren't the normal, playful eyes that he had become accustomed to. They were the eyes of a vampire that was getting ready to feed.

"As I said earlier, the sexual contact here is to make you as comfortable as possible, because for you this is going to feel exactly as it should feel. I need you to fight from blacking out and feed from me as long as you can. Are you ready?" Rachel asked one last time, bringing the knife to the left side of her neck.

Rachel saw that Alan was taking deep breaths, and was preparing himself. "Also, don't be gentle. Drink as though your life depends on it, because it does." Rachel said, giving last minute advice.

After several intense and silent moments, Alan at long last nodded. When he did, several things happened very quickly.

Rachel braced herself, and slashed the left side of her neck, which immediately caused blood to pour out. She quickly brought Alan up to her neck, and he clamped down, drinking the blood that was now pouring out. At the same time, Rachel revealed her fangs, sunk them into Alan's neck, and began drinking herself.

Katie watched as the two of them slowly fell on the bed completely, as both Rachel and Alan continued to feed on each other. Katie then had an odd thought. As strange as it seemed, this was, in some strange and weird way, a highly romantic and erotic scene.

Katie shook her thoughts of that off, and focused on Alan, moving so that she could see him.

As Rachel instructed him, Alan continued to drink Rachel's blood as much as he could. He was surprised by how much there was, and how much he was going to have to drink the unpleasant substance. As Rachel said, he was also in pain from having Rachel's fangs currently in his neck, and he felt his life leaving him as she drank from him.

Alan felt himself going, and he tried to fight to stay awake as long as he could. However, it was a futile fight, and he was getting weaker and weaker. Although he knew it was because he was dying in a sense, it actually only felt like he was really tired. He felt like he was trying to fight sleep after not having slept for days. At long last, after doing as much as he could, his eyes slowly closed, and he lost all conciseness.

Katie saw it, noticing that Alan's eyes, which had been fighting to stay awake were now closed, and he had gone limp.

"Rachel! He's out!" Katie cried out, and Rachel immediately disengaged herself, despite her reluctance to do so. Alan's blood was the best tasting blood that Rachel had ever drank.

"Quick! Get a towel on his wound and press down on it, hard! Do not be gentle! Press hard!" Rachel shouted as Katie did so, and began pressing down on Alan's neck wound. Although the sight of so much blood made her want to turn away and puke, she held strong, and kept the towel she had pressed down.

Rachel had grabbed the towel that Katie had given her, and was pressing down on her own neck wound. She felt weak, despite having fed so much, and her eyes returned to normal.

"I-I'm going downstairs to drink from the blood bags, can you stay here with him?" Rachel asked weakly.

Katie turned to Rachel and nodded. "Yeah, I can do this." Katie said.

"Don't panic if he stops breathing or showing other signs of death. As I said before, he is going to quite literally die, okay?" Rachel warned.

Katie nodded again, and Rachel turned and went downstairs.

Katie was shaking as she began to feel the blood soak through the towel and on to her hands, and she watched Alan carefully. Each of his breaths seemed to get slower and slower. It was just as Rachel had said, Alan was dying.

Tears filled Katie's eyes as she wondered just how much this would change Alan. When he dies, will his normal, human personality die with it? Will the original Alan Brooks that Katie had come to know and love be gone, replaced by some other, foreign Alan?

Or, will it be his hate that kills his personality? Katie hadn't been this helpless and this uncertain of the future since she had been kidnapped, and she despised it. She hated this feeling, and vowed to try and do her best to help preserve Alan and Rachel as they were as she watched Alan, who had now stopped breathing.

*****

Rachel was almost seeing double by the time she reached the blood bags. Alan had drained a lot out of her, and she hadn't felt this weak for a long time, even when she had been starving herself. She continued to press the towel she was clutching against her neck, which she felt was beginning to become a little soggy from the blood that was soaked into it.

The first bag was easily gone, and she let out a grateful breath as she finished. She had needed that. She decided to check her neck wound, and found that yes, there was a bathroom on the first floor with a mirror.

Rachel saw that she looked pale, though she knew there was more than one reason why she was pale, and it wasn't the blood loss. She saw that some of the blood had gotten into her hair, which she was going to have to wash as soon as her wound healed.

She removed the towel, and saw that her wound hasn't healed yet, and it was still leaking. She pressed the towel back on, and sighed.

What she just did was eating at her. She hoped that Alan didn't change that much now that he was going to be a vampire. She had loved Alan just as he was. Normal, kind, and a human. Rachel would never forgive herself if Alan started giving in to the temptations of power, and change because of it.

She once again began fighting tears. Alan had told her once that she was the best thing that happened to him. But now, Rachel was beginning to feel that she was, in reality, the worst thing that could have happened to him. And now, it was too late to go back. Whether she stayed or left him, it would destroy him as much as it would destroy her.

And then, there was Katie. How long did she have before she would begin to ask Rachel to turn her? How long would it be before Katie went through something similar, and her kind heart began to fill with hate just as Alan was beginning to do?

Rachel once again condemned herself for being so stupid and blind. She had been so excited and happy to finally bond with others on such a deep level that she really didn't think of the consequences of her being in their lives.

Unfortunately at this point, all she could do is wait and pray.

*****

"Lord Constantine, to what do I owe this honor?" Lady Pandora responded politely. Lord Constantine may have been a tricky son of a bitch, but he and Lady Pandora have always gotten along, to an extent.

"I think you know as well as I what I would want to discuss with you." Lord Constantine answered.

"Thinking of stirring up some trouble are we?"

"Please don't put it so lightly, I believe a 'coup d'etat' would be a much better expression."

"Quite the ambitious one aren't we?" Lady Pandora, however, was smiling at this.

"Neither of us like Lord Caleb, I thought that this might be a good time to get rid of him."

"Maybe, but with the other Lords here, that could be dangerous. Lord Hector and Lord Issac would join Lord Caleb's side since they would want to preserve the balance as it is, and Lord Christian would also join him to protect his own interests. As for the others, well, Lady Helen and Lady Francine would probably join us, which only leaves Lord Richter. I'm not sure what he would do. He just might want to sit back and watch us fight from the sidelines."

"Yes, that's true. But, if we manage to oust Lord Caleb in one fell swoop, that will solve everyone's problems. I somehow doubt that the others will fight on Lord Caleb's behalf if he is dead."

"Confident as well as ambitious, I like that."

"Unfortunately, Lord Caleb is now being cautious. Upon learning that all of us Lords are coming to America, he's increased security on his holdings. His power base is still in Boston, but he's constantly relocating from what I hear. He might be expecting someone to try to move against him."

"What do you propose?"

Lady Pandora was sure she could hear Lord Constantine's grin. "Let's do what he does, something extreme. We will, however, need as much help as we can get. See if you can get the other ladies to help us. I will do what I can concerning the other Lords, see if I can get them to look in the wrong direction. I'll also try to talk to Lord Richter, and see if I can get him to help us."

"I want to hear more about this 'extreme' idea of yours first."

*****

Lord Issac could sense it. War was approaching. As Lord of the Middle East, Lord Issac had always been attuned to war, since his region was in almost constant conflict. He wasn't sure who, but was sure that the target would probably be Lord Caleb, the most unpopular Lord among the nine.

Despite Lord Caleb's questionable actions, he hasn't done anything that merits a full out war. If he did, Lord Issac would be one of the first to step up and attack. However, that is not the case, and therefore, war is not justified.

Since Lord Issac had grown up in the holy land during the time Ottoman Empire had ruled it, Lord Issac had seen nothing but war almost his entire life. He had been forced into both world wars and it was during the World War 2 that he had been turned. He had also fought in the wars against Israel, the Iran-Iraq war, the war in Afghanistan, and the Gulf war.

All of these he had seen and fought in, mostly to try and protect the lives of the innocents who had been forcibly dragged into the wars. He was sick of war, and wanted to avoid them at all costs. Although he couldn't prevent the second Gulf War, along with the second war in Afghanistan, despite being a Lord at the time, perhaps this one he could help prevent if he came to America during this minor crisis that was going on.




The Loners Ch. 17



He was accompanied by his two bodyguards, both of them formerly of the Israeli Mossad, Israel's highly respected intelligence agency. Issac Muhammad Josef was a very quite and private individual. Since he was formerly an undercover intelligence agent, he adapted characteristics that would make him seem highly normal and unnoticeable. He possessed short brown hair along with green eyes, and a non intimidating figure, standing at 5'10''.

However, Josef was also a very efficient killer, along with being a very silent killer. He was the type of person who could kill a target in a crowd and walk away without being suspected, and without pause.

Issac Abraham Jacob was also a very plain blonde haired individual with brown eyes. Jacob, however, in contrast to Josef, was a very loud and aggressive individual, and his skills were geared more toward direct and open confrontation. He was not a large individual, and was 5'11' himself, although it was obvious that he had quite a large muscular frame.

Lord Issac himself was the most outstanding individual between the three, though not because of his 5'11'' figure, blonde hair or his blue eye. It was his scars and the burn on his face that made him outstanding.

Since they were formed before he was turned, the burn and scars had remained, having a large burn on his left cheek which reached his left eye, permanently shutting it. Along with the burn was a rather large scar on his neck where someone had tried and barely missed cutting his neck open. Not only that, but he also had another large cut near his right eye that almost reached his right ear, another narrow miss by someone who had attempted to stab him in the eye.

Lord Issac had already instructed his Greaters to not only search for the renegades, but to keep an eye on the other Lord's activities if possible. He also told them to be prepared, for a war might be on the horizon.

*****

Lord Richter simply found the situation amusing. As Lord of South America, his biggest concern was his drug trade. Ever since he had found power by joining the Cartel at it's height before he was turned, that was all he pursued. Money, and power. His presence in America could allow him a chance to increase the size of his drug network.

He was currently in Miami, alone. One thing he had learned over his years in the Cartel was that no one could be trusted, and he kept everyone at arms distance, and constantly trained himself for combat in case all hell broke loose.

It had been some time since he went to a beach, and was currently enjoying himself when his phone rang, annoying him. At first, he decided to ignore it, but curiosity as well as animosity drove him to at least see the number. He had told his Greaters not to call him unless the world was going to blow up.

He was intrigued by the number he saw, and answered. "Lord Constantine, what is it you wish to discuss on this fine day? Surely it is not something as boring as the renegade topic is it?"

"Come Lord Richter, you should know that I would never bore you with a topic such as that."

"True, although that topic has gotten more interesting in recent days. Tell me, what is it you want?"

"A business proposition."

"A business proposition?"

"That's right, but first, I would like to ask you about a hypothetical scenario. What if I told you that I could help increase your business in America?"

"How so?"

"Oh, a little of this, a little of that. Maybe if I get a hand in some of the networks in America, I might be willing to share some of the profits with you."

"Oh, and just how do you plan to do that?"

"First thing is first, would you be interested?"

It was true that Lord Richter had a nice deal going with Lord Caleb concerning the trade. But, everything in the America was tightly held by Lord Caleb. If Lord Richter could have direct access as Lord Constantine proposed, that would save him quite a few expenses, and allow him to control everything more efficiently.

"I want full access. I want everything in the trade to be handled by my men directly. No more of this one person to another to another bullshit. You give me that, and I'll help get rid of Lord Caleb for you."

Lord Constantine had to respect Lord Richter's quick mind. He knew almost exactly what Lord Constantine was going to ask for, and he was probably just waiting to see who would offer him money first.

Lord Richter, however, was asking for a lot. In a sense, he was asking to expand his power base to the Eastern United States, which was a powerful region. That might also force boundaries to be redrawn if and when the next Lord replaces Lord Caleb.

Lord Richter was well aware of the whole situation, and knew that he could ask for quite a bit, and he was going to take full advantage of it. This call confirmed it. He now knew where the lines were going to be drawn. As of right now, it was split almost right down the middle, with four against four. Lord Richter now knew that he was the one that could tip the favor in any direction, and that meant that he could afford to be expensive.

"Very well." Lord Constantine responded.

*****

Alan gasped as his eyes shot open and he shot up, as though he had been underwater for hours and got his first breath of air.

This act startled both Katie and Rachel, who were both waiting patiently in the room for Alan to reawaken.

Alan closed his eyes, trying to get his bearings. His memory was fuzzy, clouded. He didn't even know who he was or even what he was. Little by little, the memories began to reform. His name was Alan...Alan Brooks. He had a pleasant but lonely childhood. He joined the Marine Corps. He met Rachel, and Katie. That's right, he was no longer human now.

He felt several changes within himself that he now couldn't explain. His body felt cold, and he could...sense something. He couldn't explain it, but it was like a presence that he could feel. He could also feel his own presence, though it seemed weak at the moment, though stronger than most of the others that he could feel. There was also a strong one very close by, not several feet away.

His body felt cold, not like ice, yet, he felt no heat. Alan opened his eyes to see Rachel and Katie staring at him.

Katie had tears in her eyes, and Alan noticed that she emanated a presence as well, but it was weak, almost non existent.

"Thank God, you're finally awake!" Katie shouted as she threw her arms around him and began to cry.

Alan noticed that even though she threw her entire weight at him, she felt light as a feather, and easy to catch.

"How...how long was I out?" Alan asked, turning to Rachel, and he realized that she was the source of the strong presence that was close by.

"Quite a while, you had both Katie and I worried." Rachel responded with a warm smile, relieved to see that he had at long last awaken.

"How do you feel?" Rachel asked.

Alan thought for a few moments, lightly holding the sobbing Katie in his arms. "...odd, really. I don't even know, I'm not sure what I'm feeling is good or not."

"You'll get used to it."

Katie disengaged herself from Alan, wiping away her last few tears of joy.

"I'm just glad you're alright. But, I expected you to look a little different. I thought you would change or something."

"No, that's normal. To be turned is similar to that of dying. A dead body doesn't age, well, neither does a vampire. At least, on a physical level that's how it is." Rachel answered.

Katie turned to her. "What...exactly does that mean?"

"Well, I've said this before. We're not particularly religious, so I can't answer questions about God or anything like that, but, we have a somewhat better understanding of the soul."

"For instance, Alan, you probably sense or feel a presence that's very close to you, or, if you've figured it out already, me."

Alan nodded, and Rachel continued. "In short, you're sensing my soul, spirit, life force, whatever term you prefer. I personally prefer the term 'life force'."

"But, why is Katie's so much weaker and smaller compared to you or me?"

"I don't know how it works, but a life force that is bound to the realities of the living flesh is confined, I guess would be the best way to describe it. You were the same way too, your presence, your life force, was just as small and confined as hers is. If I turned her, both of us would be able to sense a much stronger presence. Think of it as though we've unlocked your soul from it's confinement, but at a price."

"Price?"

"You already know what the price is. We cannot create life, only turn the living. We also must feed on the life force of others, their blood, if we are to survive. And not just any blood, but blood that has a strong life force in it, the blood of a human."

"Then, that means that no other creature has a soul?"

"I didn't say that, the words I used were 'a strong life force'. Every living creature has a life force in it one way or another, but the power we require to sustain ourselves cannot be obtained through those with a weak life force."

"In any case, as I said, the body does not age, but the life force does. It continues to age and grow until it can no longer sustain itself, then it dies."

Silence hung in the air, and Alan's mind began to drift on to why he had chosen to be turned.

"So, am I ready? I'm guessing it's this Caleb guy that killed my family, right?"

Rachel's eyes narrowed. "Don't start getting too cocky, you aren't near ready to fight anything significant. Fine, you may be a vampire now. But, that doesn't mean you're ready to fight the world."

"Fine, then teach me."

"Don't be stupid! You're not going to magically learn how to fight overnight! Everything I've learned took years for me to learn, and I'm sure you've realized it, but time is a luxury we don't have."

"Then why are we wasting time arguing about it?"

Rachel noticed that Alan's voice had remained calm and controlled, like he had all of the answers. On the bright side, he was now brimming with confidence that she had never seen him do before. On the negative side, though, it was for the wrong reasons. She now felt herself drawn to him even more than before, and she wondered if their roles now reversed. Was it now going to be Alan who drags her into darkness?

Katie, who had remained silent, made the same observation that Rachel had, and she acknowledged that these two were going to need her more than ever. Hopefully, in time, Katie could maybe talk Alan out of revenge all together. If not, then the next best thing she could hope for is to prevent them from falling into madness due to his thirst for revenge.

"Look, Alan, you were just turned into a vampire. At least take a little bit to relax and get used to your new body before you jump straight into all of that, please?" Katie asked.

Alan glanced at her, and Katie thought that she saw annoyance, but that passed and he visibly relaxed and sighed.

"You're right. I also feel hungry."

Rachel relaxed as well. "Not surprising. Even though you drank from me, you still lost a lot of blood. You probably need to drink first. Luckily, there's still quite a few bags left. If we play it right, there should be enough to last the two of us for a little while."

"Oh, and I should warn you. Blood is beyond delicious. There's a good reason why we vampires take so much pleasure in drinking it. So, I'm going to have to ask you to try and control yourself to the best of your ability, and to not skulk should I cut you off." Rachel added.

"Cut me off? Jeez, we're not at a bar, I can handle myself."

"The reason why I said that is because, from our perspective, blood is like a powerful narcotic, and can be very addicting. This is why a lot of vampires aren't allowed out in the world among humans. They cannot control their urges. It even took me quite some time before I learned to control myself."

"Ummm..." Katie chimed in. "Should I be worried?"

Rachel gave Katie a reassuring smile. "No, not with me. I'll also be keeping you very close from now on. Then again, Alan has a history of breaking out of addicting habits such as drinking and smoking weed, so he's already somewhat prepared to control his urges."

Alan felt slightly annoyed that they were talking about him like he was a child and they were his babysitters, but the feeling passed upon realizing that, yeah, he was in a sense, a child. He had been a vampire how long? A handful of minutes?

They went downstairs, and both Katie and Rachel had their eyes on Alan when Rachel handed him one of the blood bags. Alan noticed their gazes when he was holding the blood bag.

"What?" What Alan didn't realize was that his eyes had changed, and this was the first time that both Katie and Rachel had seen his altered eyes.

"Nothing, just making sure that everything goes well." Rachel replied, finding herself both drawn to those eyes and missing his normal eyes, which she would never see while they were making love ever again.

"Your eyes have changed, and this is my first time seeing it on someone other than Rachel." Katie replied, also drawn to his altered eyes.

"Oh." Alan uttered, his eyes glancing at the blood that he was holding, feeling a very strong urge pulling at him.

Alan sighed. "Well, here goes." He said, and began drinking from the bag.

Rachel was right, it was incredible! The taste, the feeling of being filled, like he hadn't eaten in years and this was his first meal ever! It also felt like his life was being replenished, which immediately shot through his body, and he felt stronger, more alert, and feeling better than he ever had in his entire life!

Rachel watched as Alan drank. Like herself, he must have been starving after the Blood Exchange, and now it was time to see just how powerful he was as he replenished himself. At first, she had an indifference glance at him, but then, his presence began growing rapidly, and her expression slowly changed from that of indifference to one of awe.

Alan was powerful! Really powerful! Stronger than herself! She almost couldn't believe it! She didn't even bother to try and stop him as he finished the bag, which is what he wasn't supposed to do, wondering just how much stronger he was going to get. This was far better than what she had been expecting. At his level, he could fight Greaters, even the elites among the Greaters.

Sure, he might not be Dracula, nor could he match that of a Lord. But this meant that maybe, they had somewhat of a realistic chance of fighting back. And even perhaps, in due time, he could become a Lord himself. Rachel suddenly felt the desire to throw herself at him, and began feeling a familiar wetness form between her legs.

Katie felt something similar, though she had no explanation as to why. To her, it seemed like as he drank, he was somehow becoming a magnet that was pulling at her that kept getting stronger, and she felt a strong desire to give herself to him as well.

When Alan finished, he felt somewhat full, and though he wanted more, he was able to resist it. He also noticed that no one had stopped him from drinking the entire bag.

"Uh, wasn't I supposed to not..." Alan stopped upon seeing two very hungry eyes staring at him with their mouths slightly hung open.

Before he realized it, both girls had grabbed him and dragged him upstairs to the bedroom. As soon as they entered the room, both Rachel and Katie began smothering him with kisses.

Alan was perplexed. Just where was this coming from!?

"Please...Alan...take us!" Rachel begged in between her kisses on one of his cheeks.

Katie moaned softly upon hearing that, and also realized the one bright side of him being a vampire. She didn't need protection anymore! She could take him with no barriers!

"Yes! God, I'm soo fucking horny for you right now, and now I can fuck you without any worry anymore! Please fuck us!" Katie breathed into Alan's ear.

Alan didn't know where it came from, but suddenly, it was like a light in his head, and his perplexion turned to one of confidence. He bent down, and scooped up both girls with one arm each, discovering that they really were now light as a feather, and gently placed them in the bed.

Alan took the time to gaze at the two girls staring at him, and he noticed that they were both seemingly begging him with their stares. Somehow, they were so in awe of him that they didn't even bother to move once he had placed them on his bed, as though awaiting his next command.

Alan smiled, some deep and unknown instinct guiding him, and he began to undress.

Both Katie and Rachel were almost to the point of drooling as Alan began to undress. Although Katie didn't understand what exactly was coming over her so suddenly, she also didn't care. What she did care was that her number one desire on the planet, Alan, was about to take her, and she quivered in anticipation.

Rachel had a better understanding of what was going on. It was his strong life force that was drawing them in. Unlike before, where she had been drawn to Caleb's strong life force but didn't truly love him, this strong life force she did love through and through, and that multiplied her desire for him.

As soon as Alan's cock sprang free, both girls were immediately drawn to it, and Alan found himself slightly amused at how they continued to stare at him, as though nothing else in the world mattered.

He watched as the girls, in a trance like state, began to move, and crawled toward the cock they so desired. And together, they reached out and grabbed it, and they took turns licking the head.

Alan sighed pleasurably as the licks became actual full on bobs, and Alan allowed this to happen for some time before he finally interrupted them.

"Why am I the only one undressed here?" Alan asked lightly, causing both girls to realize this, and with lightning speed, threw all of their clothes off.

Both girls then laid down on their backs, spread their legs for Alan, and were lightly rubbing their wet mounds, presenting themselves to him.

Now it was Alan's turn to stare at them in awe. For some reason, they were mirroring each other's movements without speaking or even looking at one another, and now, two sets of very fine pussies were being presented for him to take. His eyes bounced back and forth, wondering who should be first, until what Katie had said earlier came to mind. It was then he made his decision.

He thought about crawling over to Katie, but decided there was an easier way. Grabbing Katie's legs, he easily pulled her so that her pussy was mere inches from his cock, and her feet off of the bed, which wrapped themselves around Alan's waist.

A flicker of jealousy passed through Rachel at first upon seeing this, for she wanted to be the first one with this new and improved Alan. However, this quickly passed, for she knew that he would definitely claim her at some point anyways. Besides, she also realized that this would also be the first time that Alan could fuck Katie without a condom, and Rachel acknowledged that she would make the same choice if she was in Alan's place.

This time, however, Rachel would not just sit back and watch. This time, she would be a participant.

Rachel crawled over to Katie, and gave her a deep kiss, which Katie eagerly responded to. Katie then gasped into Rachel's mouth as she felt Alan's cock part her other lips.

"Oh God!" Katie moaned out loud as Rachel separated herself from Katie's lips and began kissing her way down to Katie's neck.

Once he buried himself as far inside Katie as he could go, he began his movements, causing Katie to immediately go vocal.

"Oh God! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Aaahh, ssoooo goood!!"

Rachel then turned to Alan. "Fuck her good Alan! Fuck her brains out! Fuck her until she can't stand anymore!!" Both her voice and her expression were drowning with hunger.




The Loners Ch. 17



"That's right! Fuck me like I'm your whore. God I need it! Fuck me hard like you own me! Ah-ah-ah-FUUUUUCCKKK!!!!" Katie's sudden orgasm flowed through her like an unstoppable tidal wave, and she shook as her pleasure coursed through her.

"D-d-don't stop! Keep going! Keep fucking MEEEEEEE!!!" Katie screamed again as the second wave of pleasure mixed in with the first for what seemed to go on forever.

Alan, concerned that Katie had such quick back to back orgasms, slowed down as Katie's pussy violently gripped his cock multiple times.

"F-fuck me..." Katie panted weakly. "I...where..." She couldn't even form coherent words, and Alan bent down to lightly kiss her lips. Katie attempted to respond, but was too weak to do so.

"Wha...what just happened?" Katie breathed out, finally able to speak. "I just...all of the sudden...ah, ah, ah!" Katie was cut off due to Alan pulling himself out of Katie's sensitive pussy.

"Can the explanation wait until after I fuck him?" Rachel said quickly, her voice dripping with need.

Without even giving Katie a chance to responded, Rachel turned, and tackled Alan to the ground, surprising him.

Rachel began planting hungry kisses on Alan's face. "Oh God, fuck me! Fuck me like you did her! Take me!" Rachel begged in between kisses.

At first, Alan was going to protest on how she tackled him, then, another light clicked on in his head, and instinct once again took over. He somehow knew exactly what and how Rachel wanted it.

Alan pushed Rachel off of him and rose. Without giving her a chance to recover, he pulled her up to him, and their lips met. Rachel's arms and legs held on to Alan for dear life as they kissed, and Alan roughly pushed her back up against a wall. Their kisses never broke until Alan adjusted and shoved his still hard cock coated with Katie's juices deep inside Rachel with a single thrust.

"OH GOD YES!!" Rachel cried out as Alan began pumping his cock in and out of her greedy pussy. Rachel felt like she was on fire, and Alan's cock was the only thing that could douse it.

"That's it! Take me! Take me as your woman! God...just...keep...fucking...me!" Rachel cried out as Alan kissed her neck.

Katie watched as Alan and Rachel fucked in awe. They were really going at it! Katie was glad that Alan had been somewhat gentle with her, she wasn't sure if she could take what Rachel was taking.

"Jesus! Sooo fucking good! OhGodohGodoh...AAAAHHHHH!!!" Rachel cried out as pleasure crashed through her, and she instinctively increased her grip on Alan, her fingers digging into Alan's skin.

Alan felt like a champion fuck machine at this point. It briefly crossed his mind on where all of this had come from, but was easily forgotten as Rachel's pussy clamped down on his cock. Alan also had a feeling that she wasn't done yet, and continued to mercilessly pound away at her.

"Yesyesyesyes! Keep fucking me! I'm gonna, I'm gonna....FUUUUCKKK!!!" Like Katie, Rachel's second orgasm immediately followed the first one.

After having four orgasms on his cock, he finally felt his own on the rise, as well as, oddly enough, exhaustion. Alan, unsure of how much more Rachel could take though, began to slow down.

"N-no...no, no! D-don't stop...not yet...f-fuck me..." Rachel breathed out, feeling a major pressure built up inside of her, waiting to be unleashed.

Upon hearing this, Alan picked up his pace once more, and this time, he threw all of his strength into his fucking.

Rachel sensed Alan's intentions, and knew he was close. "That's it! Fuck me! Cum inside me! G-give me all of your cum! I-I...AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!" The thought of Alan's cum splashing around inside her, along with Alan's frantic fucking was too much, and the strongest released she had ever had in recent memory crashed through her.

It was too much for Alan as well, and the fifth orgasm on his cock finally caused his own orgasm to flow through him, and his cock emptied everything he had deep into Rachel's depths.

After their orgasms passed, they released each other, and Rachel collapsed on the ground in a weak heap of flesh, panting.

"H...h...ho...f..." Rachel was unable to form words from her constant panting as Alan sat down, also breathing heavy.

"W...what was...that?" Alan breathed.

Rachel raised a single finger to him. "G..gi...give...m-me...a...m-mo-moment..." Rachel answered, her breathing slowly coming under control.

*****

Benny had sensed it as soon as it happened. Sure, as an undead, his own senses weren't as keen as that of a vampire, but that doesn't mean he could miss the elephant in the room.

Apparently, who ever it was that just got turned was strong. Benny wasn't sure, but the newborn was as strong as that of the Greaters, and maybe could even an elite among their kind.

*****

Hector Phil Daniel the Fifth had sensed it. It was far, and it was faint, but it was something. He followed the trail as best as he could. Lord Hector had ordered a 360 wide spread search originating from near where the shoot out in Montana had taken place to see if the renegades would stop at any point. Granted, such a search relied on a great degree of luck, but, it could be possible, especially if the renegades made a mistake.

Surprisingly, he was led to some national forest called Blackwood. He was also surprised that the presence seemed to be underground, deep underground. And most of all, the presence was much stronger than himself. He also sensed a second strong presence, though not as strong as the one that he had been trailing to this point.

Daniel decided to call this in. It could take a long time for him to try and find a way underground, and he didn't want to pass up this possible lead.

A short time later, and to his surprise, Lord Hector himself along with a handful of his followers arrived.

Lord Hector was a very large and tall man with dark skin, though short of pure black. Standing at 6'4'', he was a very imposing figure, what many might even call a 'mutant', since every inch of him was all muscle, almost like something out of a muscle magazine. He was also carrying two swords, which were strapped at his sides. The rest of his followers were carrying one sword each.

Lord Hector felt the presences once he arrived, and approached Daniel.

"You have done well." He told the vampire, who fell to one knee immediately.

"Thank you my Lord."

Lord Hector then turned to his followers. "Spread out, and scan this entire forest. If my assumption is correct, there will be an entrance somewhere in here, which will be signified by some sort of structure, marking, or tower." 

"Search these carefully. If you do find the entrance, or even encounter the renegades, do not engage them. I wish to fight them myself. And lastly, do not forget to hide your presence, I do not wish to spook them and give them an opportunity to jump, is that understood?"

The vampires all bowed at their Lord. "Yes my Lord!" They said in unison.

Lord Hector nodded. "Very well, disperse!"



The Loners Ch. 18



It's good to know that I still have a following, despite the strap on escapade. I also have to applaud everyone for sticking around for this long. I'll be honest, this story has gotten much larger then what I had originally intended. I must also thank everyone for their comments and votes, be it good or bad.

I know a couple were against having Alan turned, but honestly, if it was me, I'd want to be turned. Again, though, that's just me. I've also enjoyed the 'Alan for Dracula' campaign that's been going on. It's too bad I can't say anything on that subject without giving everything away ;).

One last point, and that is the way these next two chapters unfold. They will be somewhat short compared to some of the larger chapters that I have written to this point. I did this for two reasons. One, to be a butt munch. You'll see what I mean at the end of the chapters. Two, I didn't want to mash the two chapters together to make one extremely large chapter, and the way this is broken up was the best option possible.

Anyway, that's enough of me. Enjoy!

*****

Rachel's breathing was heavy, but was now more under control, and she could speak.

"It...was your life force." Rachel breathed out, causing perplexed stares from Alan and Katie.

"When you drank from the blood bag, your life force grew exponentially, and Katie and I, in a sense, got drunk from it. Probably because it was so sudden and neither of us were expecting it."

"B-but, I can't sense any sort of life force..." Katie answered.

"Not on a conscience level, true. But, a part of you could feel it, and that's what mattered. I'm sure you've experienced it before, a sudden attraction to someone that you can't explain? It's the same thing. The things referred to as instinct or one's inner subconscious, all of that is tied to the life force in some way. It also helped that you and I were attracted to him to begin with." Rachel explained, her breathing now returning to normal

"But, what does this say about my life force?" Alan asked.

"It means that you are strong, stronger than myself."

'Stronger than Rachel?' Alan thought to himself. Just how strong was he? It's not like he's had the chance to compare himself to anything else, maybe...

"Don't start getting full of yourself. You may be strong, but you're not stronger than the Lords." Rachel said quickly, seeing what Alan was thinking.

Rachel then blinked suddenly, and turned upwards toward the ceiling.

"What's wrong?" Katie asked.

Rachel's eyes scanned the ceiling, as though looking for something.

"I...I'm not sure." Rachel answered after a few moments. She then lowered her eyes to Alan and Katie. "I thought that I sensed something, but it might have just been my imagination. We haven't been down here for that long, so I don't think anyone has caught on to this place yet. But, given the circumstances, I'd rather be cautious. Let's get dressed first though."

Once dressed, they headed downstairs, and after a few moments, heard someone knocking on the front door. Katie answered it, finding Benny standing there.

"So...it's not you. Then it must be the other one." Benny uttered.

"Yeah, I just turned Alan a little while ago." Rachel confirmed as Katie let Benny in.

Benny took a long hard look at Alan, who returned the stare.

"You've created a first rate vampire, that's for sure." Benny said finally. "I had sensed the change, and I wanted to see the newborn myself." He explained.

All of them had sat down in the living room. "Benny, do you have any weapons down here?" Rachel asked.

Benny shook his head. "Not the standard kind. Ghosts can't use them, and our fragile bodies can't handle weapons with powerful recoils. The same goes for edge weapons. We only carry light pistols and remote explosives."

Rachel sighed. "Guess we have to go back to the car to get the swords."

"So, does that mean that you guys intend to fight now?" Benny asked.

"Yeah." Alan answered.

*****

Lord Hector remained alone as he and his men scoured the forest. He knew that like hunting any other talented prey, his search was going to take time and effort. He could still feel the rather strong presence below him, and Lord Hector found himself looking forward to the coming fight, if that's how it plays out.

A call on his phone interrupted his concentration, although curiosity drove him to answer it once he saw the number.

"Lord Constantine, how can I help you?" He said pleasantly, although he did not like Lord Constantine. In his eyes, Lord Constantine was one of the most dishonest individuals that had ever walked the earth.

"Well, I was just thinking that, we never really figured out a search pattern to try and find the renegades. I figured that it would be faster if we at least split the responsibilities among us rather than have all nine of us search for them separately."

There may not be a need for that, Lord Hector thought to himself. However, it was best if he waited until he caught or killed the renegades himself before he said anything. They were his prey at the moment. Besides, he wasn't sure that was the real reason Lord Constantine was calling.

"Shouldn't we work out such details in another video conference?" Lord Hector asked.

"Well, with everyone out and about, it's getting difficult to arrange such a conference. I myself have been quite busy, and this is my first real break since the last conference that I've had a chance to sit quietly and think."

"I suppose I can understand that. I myself am currently on quite the nature hike."

"Nature hike? Whatever for?"

"I happened to stumble across some place called Blackwood National Forest in my own search, and I found it is a rather pleasant place."

*****

Lord Constantine went on full alert.

"Blackwood huh? Sounds like quite the place." The name Blackwood caught both Liz and Benjamin's attention.

"If I remember, you grew up around this area in your youth, have you ever visited this place?"

"Nah, I'd rather leave nature to itself." What the fuck was Lord Hector doing there!? Has the camp been compromised?

"A pity. You really should, it's a very nice place. In any case, I must get going. Kindly let me know if you arrange another conference, and I'll shall do my best to attend. Hopefully, we'll have some good news by then."

"Of course." Both parties hung up.

"FUCK!!" Lord Constantine shouted. "He has to be on to something, there's no way that it's a coincidence."

"What do you wish to do, my Lord?" Liz asked.

"The only thing I can do at the moment." He spat, frustrated, as he speed dialed Benny's number.

Lord Constantine couldn't risk exposing his own involvement with the renegades, and most likely, he himself could not beat Lord Hector in a direct confrontation. That meant that he himself could not go to Blackwood to try and assist the renegades or the camp. Hopefully, Lord Hector has not found the entrance yet. The game will end once he does.

*****

"Yes Lord Constantine?" Benny answered as Alan, Rachel, and Katie leaned in close.

"You may be compromised. Lord Hector and his men are on the surface above you."

"What!?"

"I don't know how or why, but I do know it's not a coincidence, have the renegades done something to attract attention?"

"I'm with them right now, and no, they haven't...of course! The newborn!" Benny exclaimed.

"The newborn? You mean one of the renegades has been turned? But that shouldn't matter, you're deep underground. The newborn would have to be strong for those on the surface to be able to sense it...just how strong is the newborn?"

"I'm not sure, but he his strong. He probably could match the elites among the Greaters."

"You said you're with the renegades now, right? Put Rachel on the phone."

Benny handed the phone over to Rachel. "It's Lord Constantine. He says we may be compromised, and that Lord Hector is currently directly above us."

This caused all three of them to blink hard at this, although this did answer Rachel's bad feeling earlier as she took the phone.

"Yes Lord Constantine?" Rachel answered.

"The newborn, is he strong enough to put up a fight against a Lord?"

"What!? He-he's just been turned! He can't possibly win..."

"I didn't say that. I asked if he's strong enough to put up a fight."

Rachel glanced at Alan. "...maybe."

"Well, both of you are going to have to if you want to live." Lord Constantine responded, forming a plan in his mind. It just may work, if Lord Constantine understood Lord Hector's personality correctly.

"Both of us? What do you-"

"Listen carefully. You know you can't escape. If you jump, he is close enough that he'll be able to accurately pin your exit. From there he'll easily track you down, and you'll tire out and be on your own. No, you're best chance is to sit there and wait for him to come to you. Listen carefully, because I have an idea on how this might play out, and we can use that to our advantage, only if both you and the newborn can play your roles."

*****

"I was hoping that someone else wanted to try and oust Lord Caleb, I actually intended to do so myself if the opportunity presented itself." Lady Helen said, who was currently sitting with both of the other Ladies, Lady Francine, and Lady Pandora.

Lady Helen, Lord of Western Europe, was of German descent. Her pale white skin, long blonde hair that reached a little past her shoulder blades, and her sparkling blue eyes was everything her father, who was in the S.S., had wanted in his superior Aryan child. Unfortunately for him, the Nazi ideals had not survived, and she was left as an orphan when both her parents were killed during the final days of the Third Reich.

She had been trapped in what would be later known as East Berlin, and was turned by a fool who had joined the Red Army as a part of a conquering force, trying to take advantage of the spoils of war.

Unfortunately for that fool, Helen refused to accept her bondage, and freed herself by killing her creator. From there, she worked her way into the intelligence community, and acted as a double agent against the Soviets. She had used her wits, her stunning beauty, and especially her very generous chest, to survive in the intelligence community on both sides of the Iron Curtain until it finally fell. In doing so, she fulfilled her goal of uniting her once proud nation, as well as make a name for herself in the underground world.

After the fall of the Soviets, she next strove to become a Lord in her own right, until she finally succeeded when she fought and killed the previous Lord of Western Europe, shortly before the new millennia had begun.

Once she became a Lord, one of her first acts was to declare war against Lord Caleb after discovering that he was trying to undermine both her and the other Ladies shortly after she had ascended. Although they had not succeeded in ousting Lord Caleb at the time, it has been Lady Helen's new goal for the past decade.

She was here alone, never really getting close to anyone in her life, she had learned to keep many at arms distance. However this did not stop her from getting close to her own targets if the need arises. She was also careful on who her clan turned, making them focus on those who were most likely to have a stronger loyalty, and that was the poor and unfortunate of the world.

Lady Francine, Lord of Asia, also had a harsh history, for she had both been a victim and turned during the rape of Nanking. Because of that, she was untrusting of the Europeans and Americans, who didn't truly intervene in the conflict until Japan had attacked Pearl Harbor, quite a few years after Japan had invaded China.

During her early years, she had been an avid Mao Zedong supporter, and spent most of her early vampire years assisting the Communists in helping establish the People's Republic of China as it is known today, along with being a soldier of the Communists in both the Korean and Vietnamese Wars.

After Vietnam, however, she became more of a moderate individual. Though she still supported many of the ideals brought about in Communism, she didn't necessarily hate Democracy as she had in the past, before the realities of Communism had dawned on her in later years.

In fact, when she became Lord of Asia, it had been Lady Francine who had helped China open itself up to the world and loosen the tight reign of the hard line Communists.

Lady Francine was also a very attractive woman. Her freckles seemed to belong on her creamy white skin, along with piercing brown eyes. She had short jet black hair that went no farther than her neck, but her best feature was her overall figure. Both her chest and ass were a bit on the smaller side, though noticeable if she wore tight fitting outfits.

However, since Lady Francine herself was small in stature, the smaller sizes matched her figure well, and she knew just how to bend, twist, and even walk in ways that drew many eyes.

Lady Francine's two main lovers/husbands had accompanied her to this meeting, though they were not present in the room at the moment, and were waiting outside along with Jessica.

Lady Pandora found herself fantasizing about these two on regular occasions, and now, seeing both of them face to face for the first time in a long time, she remembered why. Oh, how she wished that these Ladies swung both ways. Unfortunately, one, they were mostly interested in men, and two, they were here for business. Sex among Lords was a rare affair, since most Lords would attempt to use sex as a form of influence and a power play.

"I'm not sure the overall plan is a good idea. Lord Caleb has already drawn enough negative attention to us with his acts. For us to go through with this could cause quite an ugly period of destabilization." Lady Francine responded.

"You also said that Lord Constantine would be assisting us, why is he not present? Not only that, do you know if he has contacted Lord Richter to assist in this plan? I have already lost to Lord Caleb once, I do not intend to do so again." Lady Helen added.

"He had informed me a short while ago that yes, Lord Richter will be on our side, though he wants complete access to the drug trade of the Eastern United States when it is all over. As for Lord Constantine himself, he told me he had business to take care of and could not be present." Lady Pandora responded.

"Lord Constantine is a crafty one, he could be setting us up and intend to watch everything from the shadows until everything dies down and then move in to strengthen his own power base." Lady Helen said.

"True, but not in this case. His animosity towards Lord Caleb is valid, and it was him that dreamed up of this little scheme. On top of that, he is going to make the first move, but he won't do so unless we agree to cooperate with him." Lady Pandora explained.

"What of Lord Hector, Lord Issac and Lord Christian?" Lady Helen asked

"Lord Hector and Lord Christian are currently out west, hunting for the renegades. Lord Issac, however, is on his way here to the east, claiming that he's going to wait for the renegades to attack Lord Caleb if that's what they decided to do." Lady Francine reported.

"Not surprising. He already suspects war, and he's taking precautions against it." Lady Helen mused out loud.

"It doesn't matter, if we're fast and efficient enough, none of the other Lords will be able to take action until it is too late. Both Lord Constantine and I believe that the other Lords will do nothing once Lord Caleb is dead, especially if he is replaced by a more favorable Lord." Lady Pandora stated.

"I won't agree to anything just yet, not until I speak to Lord Constantine himself, face to face." Lady Helen announced.

"If Lord Constantine is indeed the trigger, you'll have my support when the time comes." Lady Francine replied.

"Just when do you plan on striking anyway?" Lady Helen asked.

"As soon as possible, before our window closes."

"Fine. Although I still wish to speak to Lord Constantine first, if you guys do make your move, I will assist as well."

*****

Lord Caleb stood outside of his current headquarters, which was due to relocate in two days.

He was currently standing outside and waiting with several of his Greaters for the arrival of his guest, who was currently on his way here.

Lord Caleb didn't have to wait long, and his guest pulled up in a rather nice limo.

Lord Caleb watched as Lord Issac, along with Joseph and Jacob stepped out of the limo. Although Lord Caleb hated Jews, he knew that he was going to need Lord Issac's assistance should something happen.

"Greetings, Lord Issac." Lord Caleb said pleasantly, though Lord Issac didn't buy it.

"Let's get something straight, we both know that we're not friends. And we both know that I'm here only to preserve the balance and prevent another war, not to protect you."

"Fair enough, that means I can stop pretending to be nice." Lord Caleb responded.

"Do you know where the other Lords are?" Lord Issac asked as all four of them stepped inside.

"From what I understand, Lord Constantine, Lady Helen, Lady Francine, Lady Pandora, and Lord Richter are all here in the eastern United States, though scattered about last I heard. Lord Hector and Lord Christian are both hunting the renegades in the west."

"I see. I assume you've been changing locations to prevent others from tracking you down?"

"Yes, we're due to move in two days."

"Very well. From here on, I will be waiting here in Boston under the pretense that I'm waiting for the renegades. In the meantime, we'll also be searching for any evidence of devious intentions. My hope is that we get this situation over with as quickly as possible and everyone goes back to their normal business."

*****

"B-but..." Rachel was stunned. The plan was far fetched, outrageous!

"You know there is no other choice. If you don't like it, you're welcome to battle Lord Hector as you see fit. Remember, I have my own interests to keep in mind, and protecting you three isn't one of them. Nor will I compromise myself to protect the camp if they find it." Lord Constantine responded coldly.

Rachel remained silent.

"Just what does he want us to do anyway?" Alan finally asked, not liking Rachel's reactions to whatever it was that Lord Constantine was telling her.

Rachel turned to him. "He wants us to fight Lord Hector."

"What!?" Katie exclaimed.

"F-fight a Lord? You two?" Benny followed.

Alan, however, remained calm. He acknowledged that he was going to have to fight a Lord at some point, so what if it wasn't Lord Caleb just yet. That meant he had even more of a reason to survive and fight this battle.

"That's fine."

"Don't be stupid! You're a newborn, you can't possibly go up against-"

"You said that time was a luxury that we don't have, right? What better way is there to get stronger than to fight someone strong?"

"You idiot! This isn't like your animes that you love so much! This is real life, you aren't going to magically win because you want to!"

"Hah! Go ahead and tell that to the figures of history who have gone against insurmountable odds and came out on top. Besides, it's not like we're completely alone, doesn't Lord Constantine have some sort of plan other than just telling us to fight?"

"Oh? The newborn seems quite brave and confident from what I'm hearing. I may come to like him." Rachel heard from the phone.

"In any case, I suggest you make a decision quickly. I must go, I have other business to attend to and I can't be hanging around on the phone for you to decide. I hope that the next call I receive from your group will be a favorable one." Rachel heard, followed by the line being disconnected.

Feeling a sense of defeat, Rachel slowly pulled the phone away from her ear and shut it, handing it back to Benny.





The Loners Ch. 18



"Well, what's the plan?"

Rachel let out a long sigh, and told them what Lord Constantine had told her. When she finished, it was Katie who spoke out first.

"You're serious!? That's his plan!? How do we even know if he'll do his part? No offense, but given our interactions with him to this point...I mean, the only reason he led us here to this camp in the first place was to further his goal, not to protect us. And based on his plan, that's exactly what he's keeping in his mind first, and we are a secondary concern for him. How do we know that he won't back out of this?"

Rachel shook her head. "We don't, we only have his word to go by."

"Now, I may not be able to sense the life force of everyone, but I'm guessing that neither of you can match a Lord, right? Can you really do what he's asking in the first place?" Katie asked next.

Rachel again shook her head. "I don't know, I don't really think so to be honest."

"So, he wants you to risk your lives, trusting his word, and to do something you don't think you can do!? There has to be a better way!" Katie protested.

"But we have no choice, do we?" Alan cut in calmly. "We can't really run or hide from this guy, right?"

Rachel, as much as she didn't want to, nodded.

Alan then let out a small and grim smile. "Then I say we do as he says, and face this guy head on."

Benny stared at Alan as though he was crazy. 'What is it with this guy? He almost seems like a completely different person from when he first came here. Just what is going on?'

Katie was also staring at Alan, not liking the look on his face nor the tone in his voice. Unfortunately, she had run out of excuses and ideas, and turned to Rachel for help.

Rachel had her eyes closed, and was taking deep, slow breaths. She was steeling herself for what was to come. When her eyes next opened, they held a cold look in them as well, ready to fight.

"Alan is right. We have no other options. This is a do or die scenario, and there is no escape for us this time." Rachel's voice was now calm and even, no longer showing emotion.

"But..." Katie weakly attempted to protest one more time, but fell short. Rachel turned to her.

"I'm sorry." Rachel said, knowing that Katie did not want to see this happen.

"...just...don't get killed out there. We've only known each other for such a short time. I don't want to see this end so soon." Katie resigned to her defeat.

Rachel gave her a reassuring smile, though it didn't have much effect. "We'll do all we can. I don't want to see us end either."

Rachel then gave Alan a small glance, noticing that he hadn't said any real words of comfort to Katie. Was he more concerned about winning this fight than Katie's feelings?

Katie's eyes glanced at Alan as well, noticing the same thing. Based on Alan's cold eyes, it turned out to be just that. His quest for power and vengeance was starting to take priority over everything else.

As though sensing these thoughts, Alan spoke. "Look, if there was another way, then that's what we would be doing. But we don't have any choice here. If we want to live, we have to fight. That's just the way it is now."

The words gave neither Rachel nor Katie much comfort. However, neither of them had any retort for it, and chose to remain silent.

Alan stood. "Then let's get ready, I don't want to be caught unprepared when this Lord Hector shows up."

*****

It took quite a heavy search with many guesses, but at long last, they had found it. The entrance to the underground, hidden within an unused tower. It was quite ingenious, for most would consider such a ruined, out of shape tower as nothing more than an eyesore, not worthy of any sort of investigation.

"Good work." Lord Hector called out as he arrived, causing the vampires that were waiting at the tower to immediately bow.

Lord Hector approached the hole that stretched deep underground, beyond what the eye could see.

"Hand me a light, I'll be going down first. Remember, if we run into the renegades, they are mine, do not attack them or intervene in my fight with them until I say so." Lord Hector commanded. One of the vampires gave him a flashlight as the rest nodded. As he declared, he went into the hole first.

The other vampires followed shortly afterward, which turned out to be a group of eight total, not including Lord Hector.

They proceeded through the cavern, and Lord Hector found himself mildly surprised with what they found.

"Oh, what an impressive establishment." He commented as they entered the large, open cavern, which was complete with small houses, and electrical lights in the ceiling.

He also noticed the number of smaller presences, along with the ghosts that were floating around.

"Curious, I wonder if they did this on their own, or if they had help. Lord Christian wouldn't be one who would set up this kind of living space for the undead." Lord Hector commented, and decided that the time for masking his presence was over, and released the restrain he had held on himself.

"Hear me, all those who reside here! I am Lord Hector, Lord of Africa, and I demand the two vampires who are here to step forward!" His voice boomed as it echoed in the cavern. He saw that the ghosts quickly scattered into hiding, and he patiently waited for a response.

He didn't have to wait long, for two figures began approaching him. Lord Hector's eyes narrowed on the two, and recognized them both when their faces and figures became more clear.

"Ah, as I suspected, the renegades. Caleb Rachel the Third, and the human, Alan Brooks. Well, obviously 'human' no longer applies to you, does it? Though I will admit, for a newborn, you seem pretty strong." Lord Hector said calmly, staring both of them down.

Alan gave Lord Hector a once over as he compared his presence to the Vampire Lord. Rachel was right. A Lord's presence was overwhelming, almost as much as his imposing figure. Alan felt like he was staring at a black version of Arnold Schwarzenegger, and it crossed his mind that he just might be in over his head.

The feeling, however, quickly passed. If he was going to achieve his goal, he had to get past this guy first, no matter who strong he was.

Rachel quelled her inner conflicts, and maintained a calm expression. Like Alan, she acknowledged that they had to fight Lord Hector if they wanted to live, and now wasn't the time to allow doubts to slow her down.

"So, not only have you defied your Lord, fell in love with a human, and caused several incidents that the humans have witnessed. But now you've illegally turned the human, your list of crimes continues to grow, Rachel." Lord Hector said to Rachel, then turned to Alan.

"As for you, I don't know how big of a role you've played in all of this, but unfortunately, you have no excuses at this point. Our rules are quite clear, and both of you are to be executed for your crimes."

Katie could not see them well, for she was far away inside one of the nearby houses, and was looking out the window. But, it was hard to miss the very large black man that was standing before Alan and Rachel. Unlike Lord Constantine, this guy was huge! Not only that, there were several vampires that had accompanied them. She began to fear for both Alan and Rachel's safety. Could they really do what Lord Constantine had asked them to?

She was shaking. However, it wasn't because of fear. Despite the situation, she didn't feel any fear at all, a thought that crossed her mind for a moment before it was replace by more important thoughts. She was shaking because she was stopping herself from jumping out there to try and help Alan and Rachel in any way she could.

Lord Hector smiled. "I will, however, applaud you two for choosing to fight rather than run. I shall honor that before we begin."



The Loners Ch. 19



Thankfully, Irene did not damage my particular area as much as was forecasted, although I can not speak for those who did suffer a much greater deal, and I pray things work out for them.

Also, I think I can start to say that the end of this story is on the horizon, though I can't say how much longer since I have not finished it yet.

Anyway, enjoy and I continue to appreciate the comments and votes!

*****

'Honor us?' Alan thought to himself. 'How?'

Lord Hector's eyes turned to his left, as though to eye the vampires that were behind him.

"George, Thomas. Toss them your swords."

"M-my Lord?"

"You heard me, toss them your swords!" Lord Hector repeated, drawing both of his swords.

Both Alan and Rachel gave Lord Hector a curious and puzzled look. Alan and Rachel then watched, surprised, as two vampires did as instructed, and two swords fell near them. Both Alan and Rachel looked at the swords questioningly and curiously, then met Hector's eyes, who was twirling the two swords in his hands.

"Take the swords. It's how I am honoring you for your courage. I shall give you a proper opportunity to defend yourselves. Not only that, but I will be your only opponent here, if you are worthy of it. No one else from my side will interfere in this fight." Lord Hector told Alan and Rachel.

Though they did so reluctantly and slowly, Rachel and Alan picked up the two swords that were before them. Rachel, familiar with sword play of this kind, twirled the sword in her hands, verifying it's size, weight, and how effective she could use it.

Alan, on the other hand, had never held a sword in his life, and he stared at it curiously for a few moments. On the bright side, it felt incredibly light, and he could swing it effortlessly. However, he found that he could not twirl it like both Rachel and Lord Hector could. He tried to do so, only to end up dropping it.

Lord Hector let out a laugh, along with a few snickers from the vampires that were behind him. "That's one sad thing about humans in recent history. They prefer guns over swords, and it's much easier to pull a trigger from a distance than it is to face your enemy up close and cut him down with skill. I won't, of course, say that using guns require no skill at all, but what is true is that guns do not require nearly as much."

"Guns also artificially boost the strength of the weak, which I suppose is one reason why they're so popular. And I'm not only talking about the literal strength, but the strength of the heart. It requires a much stronger heart to run someone's heart through with a sword and watch their life fade away right in front of your eyes."

Alan eyed Hector as he spoke, and realized that what he said actually made a little sense.

"Don't let him distract you." Rachel quietly warned Alan. "Even if you agree with his words, if you allow yourself to dwell too much on what he says during a fight like this, it will kill you. Make sure you stay focused."

Alan nodded in response as Lord Hector took a stance, crossing his arms at the wrists while holding both swords in reverse so they crossed as well. He was smiling.

"I shall allow you to make the first move. Let's see just how strong you two are. If you're lucky, you'll have the honor of only fighting me the entire time. However, if you bore me, then I shall leave you to my assistants who are present." Lord Hector announced.

'Why does it feel like he isn't honoring us as much as he his mocking us?' Alan thought to himself, catching movement from Rachel from the corner of his eye. He saw that Rachel was slowly stepping sideways, putting distance between herself and Alan. At first he didn't realize what she was trying to do, but then it dawned on him. She wanted the two of them to try and attack Hector from two separate sides.

With no announcement or warning, Rachel suddenly broke into a full run directly at Lord Hector, who adjusted his swords slightly as she closed in.

Alan was caught off guard by the sudden movement, and was a little behind as she swung her sword at Lord Hector, who effortlessly blocked it. This was followed by several more swings from Rachel, all of which were blocked by Lord Hector.

Alan thought about jumping in, but was also concerned about hitting Rachel, and instead opted to sit and wait for an opportune moment to try and strike. The moment came when Lord Hector kicked Rachel in her stomach, sending her flying for several feet. Rachel coughed up blood as she did flew.

Alan attempted to strike from a blind spot, but only managed to hit Lord Hector's sword, which was raised in time to parry Alan's swing. Alan tried several more times, only to find that one of Lord Hector's swords kept meeting his own.

'For such a big guy, he's so damn fast!' Alan thought to himself. Unlike Rachel, however, Alan managed to dodge the kick that followed the several sword clashes, which was immediately followed by a swing from one of Hector's swords. This came dangerously close to Alan's neck before he stopped it.

"Not bad, newborn. You'd be surprised how many of my opponents have fallen from such low grade attacks. Take Rachel for instance." Lord Hector remarked as his other hand twisted the sword in it and blocked Rachel's attack, which was aiming for Lord Hector's neck.

'How the fuck did he see that!?' Alan thought to himself as Lord Hector's eyes turned to Rachel.

"You should be proud, you've created a first rate vampire. However." Hector's eyes turned back to Alan and smiled. "Try not to look so confused. Battles are fought with more than just sight alone." Hector informed Alan as he pushed both fighters back several feet.

Lord Hector now took the offensive. With both swords at his sides, he charged at Alan. Alan's eyes widened as he moved his head to dodge one the swords that seemed to be aimed directly at his eye. Hector did however, score a hit on Alan's cheek, drawing first blood.

Without pause, Hector swung the second sword, this one aiming for Alan's neck. Alan ducked in time to dodge the sword, but couldn't move in time to avoid the foot that landed directly in his face. Alan though for sure he heard something crack as he grunted in pain, and skidded across the ground for several feet before he came to a stop.

Rachel attempted to attack Lord Hector from behind, but only managed to meet one of the swords. Rachel was then forced to jump back as Lord Hector spun, attempting to strike Rachel's side with the heel of his right foot, and Lord Hector stared her down with a smile.

"I assume this is the first time you have fought together like this yes? You two surprisingly have good chemistry together as fighters. I no longer have any doubts on whether or not I shall enjoy this fight."

Rachel's eyes narrowed, wiping the blood that was running down her lips from Lord Hector's earlier attack. 'So, he is holding back. He just wants to drag this out for his enjoyment.' Rachel thought to herself, keeping a straight face. 'Maybe we do have a chance...'

Alan rose, his eyes staring down on Lord Hector as he spoke. He wasn't completely sure of why, but Lord Hector's cocky attitude angered him. Alan felt his nose, and was relieved to find that, despite the pain, blood, and crunch that he thought he heard, nothing seemed to be broken.

Alan stood, ignoring the pain as best as he could, and kept his eyes on Lord Hector, who was simply waiting for either him or Rachel to strike. The sight of Lord Hector standing there with such confidence, it pissed him off. He briefly wondered what kind of cocky attitude that Lord Caleb had when he killed Alan's friends and family.

Alan led off first this time, wanting to destroy that smirk and cocky attitude that Lord Hector was showing.

Lord Hector once again met Alan's sword with little difficulty, but noticed a slight change in the newborn's strength and aura. There was a stronger sense of determination and focus now.

Lord Hector held his ground as he met Alan's sword with both of his own, but was forced to move when he sensed Rachel attacking from above and behind him. Rachel's sword hit the ground as Lord Hector moved out of the way, with Alan in hot pursuit.

Lord Hector met Alan's aggression head on. Lord Hector slammed into Alan's chest with his left shoulder before Alan could react, causing Alan to clutch his chest with his left hand in surprise and pain as he was pushed back several feet, though Alan remained standing.

As soon as Alan got pushed back, Lord Hector saw that Rachel was closing in on him once again. Dodging the first thrust by ducking low, he elbowed Rachel hard in the ribs, forcing her back as well.

Rachel gasped for air and fell to her knees, having the wind knocked out of her, and Lord Hector once again stared his two opponents down.

'He's barely using his swords to attack.' Alan noted to himself, his anger still rising. 'Not only that, he's barely attacking at all, aside from the occasional swings or charge here and there.'

However, Alan did notice, to his satisfaction, that Lord Hector's smile was no longer present. It had been replaced by a look of concentration.

Rachel slowly rose to her feet as she recovered her breathing, which Alan saw out of the corner of his mind, but said nothing. He was too focused on Lord Hector at this point.

*****

Katie, who had been watching the fight intently, was almost ready to bite her fingers off from the tension and stress of the situation. So far, neither Alan nor Rachel had landed a single scratch on the Vampire Lord that they were fighting against.

Looking back, maybe she should have asked to be turned as well so that she could help them. She then shook her head at the thought. Would good would victory be if all three of them threw away their feelings and humanity? Even if they had their lives, just how would they live? Would it even be worth living if one discarded all emotions except for hate?

Katie had a feeling that if she allowed herself to be turned, she might end up following Alan on his current path of hatred, and in turn, Rachel would ultimately be dragged back into the life that she had been trying to escape.

The more she thought about it, the more distress it gave her. But, she also knew that she had to be resolute. She had to be the anchor to prevent them from drifting too far away.

*****

"Lord Constantine, you missed us at our last gathering." Lady Helen said as she answered the phone.

"Yes, I apologize about that. There was very important business to attend to." Lord Constantine answered.

"Oh? What kind of business is that?"

"My sincere apologies, but I cannot answer that. I'm sure you understand, we all have our little secrets." Lord Constantine replied calmly.

Figures. "You wouldn't by chance be planning something unpleasant, would you?" Lady Helen asked calmly, her implication obvious.

"No, of course not. I happen to like you Ladies, it's Lord Caleb that I have a real problem with."

"I've heard you've offered Lord Richter full access to the America's eastern drug market. Why did you offer him so much?"

"Boundaries can be drawn and redrawn. At this stage, I don't care so much about his allegiance as much as I care about him staying out of the way." Lord Constantine answered coolly.

"So, you planned on backstabbing him from the start, haven't you?" Lady Helen said with a touch of distrust in her voice.

"Yes, but I suppose that is a problem, isn't it? You don't trust my intentions in this scheme I drew up, do you?"

"Is there any reason I should?"

Lord Constantine had anticipated this at some point. It's only fair. After all, he wouldn't trust himself either.

"How about I let you in on a little secret?" Lord Constantine offered.

Lady Helen almost laughed. "A secret? What kind of secret?"

"The renegades are currently fighting Lord Hector."

Lady Helen's smile vanished. "If that's true, then it's over. We'll have no more excuses to stay here in America."

"Not necessarily. As a matter of fact, things may work out to our advantage. I think maybe now I'll tell you about the important business I have been attending to."

Lord Constantine explained his plan, which was a scenario that Lady Helen hadn't even considered, and it took her by surprise.

"How long have you been cooperating with the renegades? I assume the pieces haven't all fallen into place like that by accident." Lady Helen stated.

"A minor detail that doesn't matter."

"I think it matters very much. You're consorting with the most wanted criminals in the supernatural world at this point. Even your status as a Lord wouldn't protect you from the fury that would befall you if word of this got out."

"That's precisely why I don't want to give out details."

"Fair enough. However, I doubt the renegades are strong enough to play the role you want them to."

"Well, that's the nice thing about this plan. If they are strong enough, than it works out well for us. If not, well, no harm done, and we all go back to normal. Though that also means we're stuck with Lord Caleb for a little longer."

*****

Alan roared as he charged Lord Hector once again, swinging his sword down on Lord Hector with all of his might, to try and at least break Lord Hector's stance. It was no good, and Lord Hector held his ground without moving.

Lord Hector also saw, out of the corner of his eye, that Rachel was closing in. Alan jumped out of the way as Rachel thrusted her sword at Lord Hector. Lord Hector avoided the thrust aimed for his head, turned, and struck Rachel in the face with the handle of the sword, knocking her to the ground.

Alan moved in as Lord Hector struck Rachel, hoping to get a clear shot at him, only for Lord Hector to turn and block Alan's sword.

"You're timing is getting better. Though, I would almost say that you're ruthless. Or is it that you're so confident in your lover that she needs no words of comfort even if she is thrown to the ground?" Lord Hector asked, still speaking with an air of confidence, even if he wasn't smiling.

Alan said nothing, responding by growling in frustration and tried to strike Lord Hector several more times. These attempts were ended once Lord Hector struck back, by catching Alan's sword when Lord Hector crossed his two swords, trapping it, followed by Hector kicking Alan in the chest, the blow that forced him to his knees.

Rachel stood on somewhat shaky legs, the latest words that Lord Hector spoke hitting her harder than Alan. The old Alan would have shown concern when she was struck. But not this one. It was almost as if he was glancing in annoyance towards her every time she had been struck down for not being strong enough. He may have not reached that level of cold heartedness in his mind yet, but this fight was confirming it. He was well on his way.

What made it worse was that Rachel was feeling something very similar within herself. She too, had said nothing every time Alan had been struck. However, her situation was a little different. She was strong willed and confident right from the start. She had more control over her emotions than Alan. At least, that's what she told herself.

"You look a little distracted. I thought you told me that we shouldn't let his words distract us?" Alan asked Rachel, causing her to gasp lightly and turn to him.

Alan's eyes were focused on Lord Hector, and was already on his feet. He was wearing an unreadable expression on his face, and Rachel wondered whether it was a mask or if that was his real expression now. A cold and calm face of concentration that seemed to care nothing about the world except what he was focused on, his enemy standing before him.

It also occurred to Rachel just how quickly their roles had been switched. He was now the strong and dark individual who was in control, and she had become the weak, emotional one. She took a deep breath, suppressing her warring emotions, and focused her eyes on Lord Hector. She needed to do better than this. She had to have full control like before, and kill her emotions completely.

None of these thoughts crossed Alan's mind. He remained focused, and undeterred. He did wonder for a brief moment what was going on with Rachel. At first, she seemed fine, but now, something seemed to be bothering her. How could she allow that to happen? Wasn't it her that told him that they needed to be focused completely? Wasn't it her who first showed him her dark side which had allowed her to ruthlessly kill almost anyone she pleased?

Where was the Rachel that was in Montana, and had killed all of those cops and vampires without a second thought? That's the Rachel that Alan needed right now. Otherwise, she was going to start getting in the way. If she doesn't want to fight this then she should say so, and leave all of this to him.

He knew that he couldn't afford to keep worrying about her and trying to fight this guy at the same time. Besides, there was still an objective beyond this guy that was standing before him, and that was Caleb. Alan refused to allow himself to die until he got to that objective. He also refused to allow either Rachel or Katie to slow him down.

That bastard had taken away almost everything in the world that was precious to Alan, and Alan wanted to make sure he stayed alive and returned the favor, no matter how many other Vampire Lords he had to fight, or how many times Katie and Rachel may protest such a course of action.

In Alan's eyes, this was a war, and one he would fight to the end. That's what he told himself.

Alan once again played the aggressor, charging at Lord Hector.

"I'll give you this, you're quite the determined one. It's been a long time since I've fought someone with such drive." Lord Hector told Alan as he met Alan's sword with his own once again.

"I may not like Lord Caleb or his tactics, but I am going to have to thank him later for his hand in setting the stage for this battle. I doubt you would be anywhere near this strong or determined if he hadn't killed your family."

This was too much for Alan to keep silent over. "You bastard!! How would you like it if I took everything away from you!?" Alan shouted, swinging at Lord Hector once again.

Lord Hector scoffed at this. "I already know the feeling. In fact, I grew up with nothing, so nothing really has any value to me. When you are born and raised in one of the poor countries of the African continent, especially one that was in a near constant state of war, you find that there really is nothing to have, except for one absolute truth. And that is power."

"Power, and battle. The survival of the fittest, that is the one thing I aspire for. So go ahead, take away everything I currently have. My title, my subordinates, my material possessions. Unfortunately, you can't take away the one thing I value most, and that is my strength. Not unless you defeat me." Lord Hector declared, besting Alan once again, this time with a punch to the right side of Alan's face.

Lord Hector then sighed. "And you were doing so well, hiding your feelings. But, if you're going to get all emotional on me, then I shall have no choice except to put an end to this battle. It's one thing to allow your emotions to drive you, but it's quite another to flash your emotions in battle. That is a sign of weakness."

Alan found that the words resonated with him, and they made sense. If it was his weakness that was allowing Lord Hector to toy with him the way he currently was, then Alan would have to cast aside his weaknesses to become strong enough to defeat his enemies.

Rachel suddenly rejoined the battle, once again trying to strike Lord Hector from a blind spot. She noticed that this time, Lord Hector wasn't as prepared as he normally was, and she came very close to striking his skin.

"I'm afraid I am no longer interested in you. I'm going to have to ask that you stay out of this fight from this moment on. My only interest lies in the newborn." Lord Hector said coldly, this time swinging at Rachel with one of his swords.




The Loners Ch. 19



Rachel jumped back, barely avoiding the slash by a hair. However, she couldn't avoid the second or third one, forming two large cuts on her body, which was followed by another kick.

Rachel cried out in pain, and released her sword, clutching her newly formed wounds.

"Killing weaklings isn't my style, that is something I leave for other weaklings to do." Lord Hector announced as he turned back to Alan.

To Hector's surprise, Alan was right in his face, and now it was Hector who narrowly avoided the thrust to his face, moving in just the nick of time.

To Alan's satisfaction, he saw that he had now drawn blood, where his sword had nicked Lord Hector's cheek, though this did little to quell his rage.

Alan attempted to follow through, and turned to give Lord Hector a taste of his own medicine, a kick to the ribs. Lord Hector, however, avoided this strike by a hair as well. Instead of attacking, Lord Hector backed up and put distance between himself and Alan.

Alan ran after Lord Hector, swinging his sword frantically once he closed in. Lord Hector blocked all of the swings, however, he once again noticed that there was an increase in both power and concentration on Alan's part. This time, not only was Lord Hector forced to give ground, but Alan managed to score another hit, nicking Lord Hector's right shoulder from a thrust that was aimed for Lord Hector's neck.

Lord Hector's retaliation was almost immediate, and when Alan left himself open after one of his attacks, Lord Hector thrusted his sword at Alan, aiming for Alan's heart. Even though hearts don't beat within vampires, it was still a fatal blow, and one that Alan barely saw in time.

Although Lord Hector had missed the heart, he still impaled Alan on his sword, which was immediately followed by Lord Hector kicking Alan off of his sword. Alan coughed up blood, and left a trail of blood drops as he rolled along the ground.

Rachel had raised her head, and saw everything that had happened. She tried to call out to Alan, but found that her voice was weak due to the pain and wounds she now had.

Alan grasped his wound, but he raised his head to stare at Lord Hector. Lord Hector's eyes narrowed, and to Alan's slight surprise, Lord Hector tossed away one of the swords he was holding. This also caused the other vampires who were watching to the fight to be startled. Lord Hector almost never fought anyone with one sword alone.

"Congratulations, Alan. You're strength has now gotten to the point where I can fight you seriously. Let's see how well you do." Lord Hector said as Alan stood, releasing his wound, and ignoring both the pain and blood that he felt from the wound, and stared at Lord Hector.

Rachel saw that, once again, Alan's expression was unreadable, except for one thing. The intent to kill was now clearly written in his face. It was a terrifying sight, for the intent wasn't accompanied with any other emotion. Not anger, sorrow, enjoyment, just the simple, cold desire to kill.

Tears formed in Rachel's eyes. The Alan she had known and loved until now, he was slowly disappearing, leaving behind an empty shell that would only exist to kill.

This time, Lord Hector made the first move, and ran at Alan, who readied himself. This time, it was Alan who blocked Hector's sword, which caused Lord Hector to smile.

"Good! That's the way! Continue being strong like this! Give me everything you have, and allow me to become stronger when I finally finish you!" Lord Hector shouted, now playing the aggressor.

To the surprise of nearly all present, despite Lord Hector now fighting seriously and was actively attacking, Alan held his ground, and fought with Lord Hector on almost even terms.

The clashes of the two swords constantly echoed so often that it was difficult to tell the difference between one echo to the next, or to even try and count just how many clashes there were.

Rachel was stunned as she watched. 'I...it's not...this shouldn't be possible.' She thought to herself. 'He's actually fighting on a Lord's level...by himself.' But, given the look that Alan held in his eyes, was it really a good thing?

Lord Hector was the first to break the on going stalemate, by forming a cut across Alan's chest, forcing him to back up. Alan only flinched slightly, finding the pain easier to suppress as Lord Hector closed in for a follow up.

When Alan saw that Lord Hector was going for a thrust rather than a slash, he decided to try something completely different and unexpected. Alan's eyes narrowed as he adjusted himself to take the thrust in a non vital point. Alan grunted in pain, grabbed Lord Hector's sword arm to keep it still, and attempted to slash at Lord Hector.

Lord Hector's eyes widened in surprise, and hastily caught Alan's arm before it could be swung down on him, stopping him a few inches short of what would have sliced Lord Hector almost directly in half. The stalemate held for a few seconds before Alan thought of one more idea, and thrusted his forehead directly into Lord Hector's face.

Now it was Lord Hector who grunted in pain, broke himself free from Alan's grip, and jumped back. Unfortunately, Lord Hector had also lost his sword to Alan, which was still impaled in Alan's body.

Lord Hector spat, which turned out to have blood mixed in with the spit. "I was correct, you are ruthless. You'd even throw your own body into harms way on purpose if it gave you an advantage. You truly are a rare specimen indeed."

Alan said nothing, sticking the sword he had in his hand into the ground, and proceeded to pull the sword that was inside him out. Since he was already in massive pain to begin with, the pain of pulling the sword didn't cause him to flinch as much, though he grunted in pain through the entire process until he pulled the sword out.

"Lord Hector! Take my sword!" One of the vampires called out.

"No!" Lord Hector declared, keeping his eyes on Alan as he cracked his knuckles. "This fight is between Alan and myself, and he happened to capture my sword with his own power. Therefore, I must get my sword back with my own strength, otherwise, it will be an insult that I could never repay."

Alan picked up the other sword in the ground, holding both of them in his hands, and decided to wait for Lord Hector to make the first move.

However, that never came, for before Lord Hector could decide his next move, his eyes widened in surprise, as though noticing something, then a sword emerged, piercing Lord Hector's chest from behind.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? Looks like your love for battle has finally turned against you, Lord Hector." A mocking voice spoke from behind Lord Hector as Lord Hector spat out a large amount of blood, and slowly turned to see who was behind him.

"Y-you!" Lord Hector stammered as Alan now felt the very strong presence that was now behind Lord Hector.



The Loners Ch. 20



The votes have spoken, and Ch. 19 currently stands as the weakest chapter in this entire story, with an even worse track record than the strap on chapter, which I fully expected to not do well.

As I admitted in the comments in Ch. 19, apparently, fights are a weakness of mine, and it was probably very obvious how much I am influence by shounen anime and manga.

Luckily, I don't plan on blowing up this story with fights, and it's going to be a little while before I throw another one in, by which time, hopefully, I'll get it right.

Now, about the next three chapters. One could say I kind of hyper indulged in the opportunites for sex scenes. I did this for various reasons, which will become clear in time.

Not to worry, I didn't do anything real crazy, but there is going to be lots of sex floating around for a while. So enjoy, and hopefully, when things get serious again and I do the next fight, I'll get it right.

*****

"Yes, me. Nice to see you again, Lord Hector." Lord Constantine said from behind Lord Hector, twisting the sword that currently running through Lord Hector's heart. This caused Lord Hector to cringe in pain as more blood spilled out of his mouth.

"It's most unfortunate that things had to end this way, I actually kind of liked you. You're ideals of battle really appeal to me. Unfortunately for you, the real world isn't so kind and accommodating to ideals, especially for ones such as your own, who think that dirty moves like the one I just pulled on you to be beneath you."

"C-coward..." Lord Hector managed, losing his voice and life rapidly.

"Coward? Oh, but you're wrong there. There is no cowardice in this sense, there is only victory. If self preservation by any means is a form of cowardice, then all living beings in this universe are guilty as charged, including yourself, I'm sure." Lord Constantine returned as the last bit of life faded from Lord Hector.

"Liz! Benjamin! Clean up the mess!" Lord Constantine called out, and both Liz and Benjamin emerged from the shadows to attack Lord Hector's followers, who were too stunned to see the fall of their Lord to react at first, allowing for several easy kills. 

What was also unfortunate for the vampires was that their skills were a far cry from what Liz and Benjamin were capable of, and in a short time, they were all disposed of.

As soon as Katie saw Lord Hector go down, she could no longer contain herself, and ran down to where Rachel had fallen.

Benny also sighed in relief, having been the one who sent Lord Constantine the message that Lord Hector had been disarmed, who was waiting for such an advantage the entire time.

"RACHEL!" Katie screamed as soon as she neared Rachel, who was attempting to rise.

"I...I'm all right." She said weakly, then collapsed on the ground again, heaving.

"No you aren't! Just look at you!" Katie cried out, tears in her eyes.

"I-I've lived through worse..." Rachel responded.

"Shh! Just-just keep quiet. Jesus, there's so much blood!"

"It looks worse than it feels."

"That's probably true. Vampires can live through quite a bit. Give her one of the bags, Ben."

Katie raised her head to see Lord Constantine now standing there, who was accompanied by a large black man, though not quite as large as Lord Hector, along with a short but attractive woman. Alan was there as well, and Katie found that she was afraid of what she saw. The expression showed almost no life, even as Rachel writhed in pain on the ground. Unfortunately, Katie had to brush that off for the moment.

Benjamin reached into the coat he was wearing, and pulled out a blood bag, which he tossed to Katie.

Katie caught the bag, and assisted Rachel so that she could drink.

As Alan watched Rachel as she drank, many thoughts entering his mind. It pained him to see her like this, and he took the time the review some of the thoughts that he had earlier.

He wasn't sure what exactly was going on in his mind, and he felt confused. On one hand, he had blamed Rachel for being too weak. On the other, he had blamed himself for his own weakness. Just what exactly was going on? Since when did he start thinking like that?

Was he thinking like that because he was a vampire? Or was it because of his hate? He wasn't sure just what to think anymore. His entire life, almost overnight it felt like, had flipped over on it's heels. It had been very simple before Rachel. Then, Rachel showed up, and things remained somewhat simple. Then, there were on the run for their lives, and that's when things got complicated.

Katie entered the picture, Rachel revealed her darker self, Alan learned that his family and friends had been killed, and now, he just fought for his life against a Vampire Lord as his own hate began taking over.

Just how does one handle all of this? It had seemed so simple a little while ago, when he declared his desire for vengeance against Lord Caleb, but at what cost? Alan had spotted the concerned glance that Katie had given him, and it occurred to him that he should have been the first one at Rachel's side when she was struck down.

Yet, that didn't happen. Instead, he had brushed her being struck down as though it were a weakness on her part, and even after the fight, he still hadn't rushed to her.

He wanted everything to go back to the way it was, but that was impossible. They needed to be strong, strong enough to fight for their right to exist. He began appreciating on how difficult it really was to walk such a tight rope, and why people fell when traveling along a similar and harsh path.

Alan slowly moved, and knelt by Rachel's other side as she finished drinking.

"Rachel...I..."

Rachel shook her head. "We'll talk later." She responded, reading his conflicted thoughts. Both Rachel and Katie felt relief that the emotionless mask was gone, and saw that the real Alan was still within him and not completely lost.

Now that both Liz and Benjamin had the chance, they took the time to appraise the renegades, for this was the first time they had seen them in person.

Liz didn't particularly care for the human. She mostly seemed like a typical whiny teenager who had no power over anything significant. Rachel, however, had Liz's respect, for she was strong, and Liz was familiar with Rachel's history and accomplishments.

The most intriguing one, however, was the newborn. Typically, newborns didn't catch her eye or interest, and considering Lord Constantine's dealings with him, she was under the impression that he would also be insignificant. However, that turned out to be completely false.

She sensed that he was strong, almost as strong as she was, and that was only after she had gone through years of growth and training. Not only that, but she, along with Lord Constantine and Benjamin, had caught the tail end of his fight against Lord Hector before Lord Constantine intervened.

It was an impressive display indeed, and not only that, he didn't have the weak personality that Liz expected to see. Instead, he held very strong and cold eyes, the type that demanded respect. Liz was going to have to see if she could make arrangements to have him at least once. He may not be the most handsome man on the block, but, his other traits more than made up for it.

She was sure that Lord Constantine wouldn't mind. Although they may be unofficial lovers, Lord Constantine was fully aware that his child's figure wasn't the most sexually satisfying figure, and as long as she answered his calls at any time, she was free to enjoy anyone that she wanted.

Benjamin, like Liz, was most interested in the newborn. The newborn's power rivaled his own, and he found himself interested in what the newborn could do in the future. He might be looking at a future Lord. 

Rachel turned to Lord Constantine. "So, what now?"

"Why don't we sit down and get comfortable first? I want to have a talk with you all. Especially you, newborn. I am very interested in you right now." Lord Constantine said, eyeing Alan.

Both Alan and Katie supported Rachel as they all went back to the house that the renegades had been staying in, and took the time to bandage Rachel's wounds as she feed from more bags to keep her blood supply high.

Once that business was taken care of, Alan, Rachel, and Katie sat together, and were facing Lord Constantine, who was flanked by Liz and Benjamin.

"Firstly, I'll take the time to introduce to you my two most favorite of my clan, Constantine Thomas Benjamin the Second."

Benjamin nodded. "You may call me Ben if you wish, since you have Lord Constantine's respect." He said softly, something one would not expect given his size and build.

"And here is Constantine Anthony Elizabeth the First."

Liz curtly nodded, her gaze fixated on Alan. Alan wasn't sure, but he thought he saw desire somewhere within those eyes. This caused Alan to appraise her a little more thoroughly. Although she was shorter than both Katie and Rachel, and her breasts were smaller as well, she still was very attractive, though Alan wondered if it would kill her to smile, or even to just to not look so serious for about five seconds.

"Now then, to business. I imagine that things are going to get very hectic soon once word of Lord Hector's death gets out. I want you three to accept full blame for this."

"But, wouldn't that mean that Alan would take Lord Hector's place since...never mind." Rachel said.

Lord Constantine nodded. "Your fight doesn't have proper witnesses. On top of that, there was no challenge, and Alan did not fight Lord Hector by himself. And lastly, even if I claimed that I witnessed it, and did not intervene, just how would I have even known about your fight in the first place? Coincidence is something that doesn't really fly in our world." He explained.

"What about Caleb? That's all I care about at the moment." Alan replied.

Lord Constantine laughed. "Don't be a fool. You think you're ready for that now that you've fought Lord Hector? Unlike Lord Hector, who took it easy on you, Lord Caleb is far more ruthless, and he'll have no issue in sending everything he has after you. Not only that, but Lord Issac is now personally helping to guard Lord Caleb in case you, or anyone else tries something against Lord Caleb."

"So, does that mean that bastard just gets to sit in his little safe haven, and get away with the murder of my family!?"

The smile on Lord Constantine's face vanished, and he took on a serious demeanor.

"Let's get one thing straight, boy. I don't give a damn about your personal vendettas. If you want to go about this alone, then by all means, go ahead. I guarantee you that it will only mean certain death." He said darkly.

When Lord Constantine saw that Alan wasn't going to say anything, his normal, pleasant face returned.

"I will say this about you, you're impressive. The last time we met, you were just a simple, almost laughable nobody who just happened to stumble upon our world. Now, you're aggressive, strong, and have very clear goals in mind."

"I saw the look on your face as you fought Lord Hector, and I must say, it was a face I liked. One that possessed no distractions or regrets. One that I could use, and one that is strong enough to assist in Lord Caleb's downfall. And lastly, one that could rise to become a Lord."

Lord Constantine smiled. "I think that's the best way to go about this. I could help arrange it so that you could fight Lord Caleb in a direct challenge for his seat among the Lords. That would solve everyone's problems, wouldn't it? You could exact your revenge, and we can finally be rid of Lord Caleb. Of course, there's still a high chance that you won't be accepted without a struggle because of your current status. But, you'll have more support from those who dislike Lord Caleb."

"However, it isn't going to be that simple. If you try to challenge Lord Caleb privately, he can lie and say you never challenged him after he kills you, especially if the only witnesses present are his own men."

"No, in order for the challenge to be honored, you would have to challenge him in the open with real witnesses, like the other Lords. Then, he would have no choice but to accept the challenge, unless he wants to give up his seat to you by default."

Lord Constantine drifted in though, rewriting a completely different scheme from the one he originally had in mind. Now that he has met the newborn face to face and is aware of what he is capable of, this new plan might make things work even better than before. A brand new Lord that is already indebted to him would be useful indeed.

"However, the first thing we have to do is flush him out, then we can arrange the stage for your fight. Time is short as well, and you're not strong enough for such a fight yet. Let's see...Liz."

"Yes my Lord?"

"You're training him."

Liz nodded. "As you wish my Lord."

Lord Constantine turned to Rachel. "I realize that you could probably train him, but Liz is far more experienced than you, and stronger. Plus, she already has a history of training other vampires in my clan, so he isn't going to be the first person that she's taught."

Lord Constantine then turned back to Alan. "You better watch yourself, she is a very harsh instructor, and will probably kick your ass. We should also relocate you as well. I don't want anyone to try and pick up on Lord Hector's trail that could lead here."

Lord Constantine went into thought for a moment. His eyes widened with an idea, and he flipped his phone out, pushed a few buttons, waited for a few moments, then stood, closing his phone. "Okay, everyone hold on to me." He announced, and both Liz and Benjamin put a hand on Lord Constantine's shoulder as Rachel did the same.

Both Alan and Katie looked at him, puzzled.

"Oh, that's right, you two don't know about jumping, do you?"

A light clicked in Alan's head. "Oh yeah..."

Katie thought she heard that term before, but wasn't sure. "Jumping?"

"It's another word for teleporting. I'm not sure why we call it jumping, actually. But it's not really important, for the term has stuck for this long. Anyway, hurry up and put your hand on my shoulders and we can get going." Lord Constantine said a little impatiently, and both Katie and Alan rested a hand with the others on Lord Constantine's shoulders.

"Close your eyes you two." Rachel quickly warned before Lord Constantine began the jump.

Although Katie closed her eyes, Alan, curious to see what it was like, decided to keep his eyes open.

There was no way he could explain what he saw with words, since everything he saw happened over a matter of a second or two. A mix between a tunnel, void, and endless darkness would be the best description possible. Then, as soon as the world around him vanished, it reappeared, in a brand new setting.

Alan's body began to shake rapidly, and he fell to the ground, as though having a seizure, though he himself was conscience.

Rachel gasped and rushed to his side, while Katie began heaving, ready to puke. Lord Constantine laughed at the sight of Alan the most.

"Yeah, there's a good reason why we say close your eyes. Witnessing the passage through dimensions is not something any eyes should see."

Katie blinked and turned to Lord Constantine. "P-passage through dimensions?" Since when the hell did this become some sort of science fiction?

Lord Constantine nodded. "Do you know anything about theories surrounding portals or teleportation?"

Katie stared at him blankly, giving Lord Constantine his answer.

"Okay...well, allow me to ask you, what's the fastest way to travel from here, to here?" He asked, holding two fingers up in the air.

Katie, not sure how to answer, remained silent. Lord Constantine sighed.

"Not going to make this easy, are you? Well, normal logic dictates that it would be a straight line, across the space separating the two points. This in fact, is incorrect. The fastest way is to connect the two points together."

"C-connect the two points?" Katie responded, confused. What is this, Star Trek?

Lord Constantine sighed again. "Yes. It's probably so confusing for you because you're too busy looking at the world in such a linear fashion. Think of it as bendable, if you have the power and ability."

"I believe a book called 'A Wrinkle in Time' explained it best, and although science is slowly coming around in various ways, most of these or nothing but theories. Science can't artificially duplicate the power the soul possesses to be able to connect two points in space like that at this time, though with atomic energy it could be possible."

That book somehow sounded familiar. Maybe it was one she read in school? Katie asked herself.

"B-but, if you guys can do things like that, then couldn't you like, travel to other planets or something?" Katie asked.

Lord Constantine laughed. "First off, there's no way that anyone has enough power to cover that kind of distance. In theory, I would say that maybe, MAYBE, we could reach the moon, and that's only if Dracula attempted such a jump. Second, you need to have a clear picture of the exit. If you don't, you could end up inside a rock, meteor, or even a star, if it was possible to get that far. Lastly, do you know of any other planets that could sustain any form of life?"

"Oh..." That makes sense. "But...who's Dracula?" Katie asked next.

Lord Constantine now turned to Rachel. "Geez, did you tell her anything?" He asked, slightly annoyed.

Rachel turned to Lord Constantine, now able to do so since Alan had stopped shaking and was coming around, signified by his moans.

"Forget it, that was a rhetorical question." Lord Constantine said before Rachel could speak.

Alan at long last rose, shaking his head. "What the hell happened anyway?"

"In short, your brain overloaded." Lord Constantine answered.

"Huh?"

"You know how you see with your eyes, correct? The information that your eyes gathers sends a signal to the brain which interprets it into visual images. Well, when you decided to be a moron and keep your eyes open through the jump, your eyes attempted to retrieve an immense amount of visual information within the period of a second or two. That kind of vast information cannot be interpreted by the brain properly, and therefore, you overloaded."

"Immense information?"

"You were trying to see an entire dimension within that second, and you pretty much had a seizure."

"But, why didn't it affect me so dramatically when I keep my eyes closed?"

"Duh, because your brain wasn't attempting to process visual information. In that dimension, there is nothing really to smell, feel, taste, or hear. However, it is true that the passing through the dimension can cause side effects, like Katie here who still looks ready to puke her guts out. Now, anymore questions, or can we get a move on?"

Alan, Katie, and Rachel now took a moment to observe their surroundings. There was a giant mansion standing before them, and they seemed to be completely isolated from the world, for there were nothing but trees within sight. And what also sounded like...an ocean.

"Wow, that place is enormous! It's almost like a hotel!" Katie said in awe of the mansion.

"Well, sometimes when I go on vacation out here, I like to bring lots of company so I don't get bored."

"Vacation?" Katie asked, her head tilting slightly.

Lord Constantine rolled his eyes. "What, thought that we Vampire Lords or vampires in general didn't go on vacation at all? Of course we do, I know I like some time away from the world every now and then."

"It's not that, it's just that...well...it never really occurred to me." Katie said quickly.

Lord Constantine sighed once more. "That's one problem with humans. They think that every trait they have is their own alone, and any foreign intelligent life couldn't possibly comprehend the simple things like vacation, drug use, sex, or any other variety of things which humans have coined as 'human' traits."




The Loners Ch. 20



Lord Constantine then turned towards the mansion, flanked and followed closely behind by Ben and Liz. "As much as I'm enjoying the sun out here, let's get inside. We need to go over what you three are going to be doing for the time that you're here."

"So, what exactly is this place? I know you said it's your vacation resort, but, how did this get here? And where are we?" Katie asked.

"You are just full of questions today aren't you? In this case, it's not really that complex. We're on an island that's not well known and mostly ignored in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. I had this place built quite a few years back shortly after one of mine discovered it's existence by accident."

"You mean, no one knew about this island?"

"Yeah. You ever hear of the story of the World War 2 Japanese soldiers who stayed on one of these islands for fifty or sixty years thinking that the war was still going on when they found them?"

"That's right, I remember that story actually. They honored those guys in Japan for their dedication, right?" Alan spoke up.

Lord Constantine nodded. "That's right. That's just one piece of evidence that shows just how big the Pacific Ocean is and how many islands are in it, and lots of them are ignored. Anyway, even if someone discovered this island, they'll obviously find that this island has an owner, since I always keep guards here just in case."

As Lord Constantine spoke, they entered the mansion. To their surprise, Alan, Rachel, and Katie found the interior of the mansion to be even more impressive than the exterior. The mansion was decorated with expensive chandeliers which hung overhead, massive paintings, TVs, and vast amounts of furniture, along with two sets of stair cases that led to the upper floors. The open hall really did feel like a five star hotel, one that only the truly rich would be able to afford.

"Ah, such a cozy place this is. I almost wish I was staying here. But unfortunately, I can't. Too much going on at the moment." Lord Constantine remarked, sitting down on one of the couches. Again, Liz and Ben remained standing behind him on either side.

Lord Constantine gestured to another couch in front of him. "Please, have a seat." He said.

Rachel did so, but Alan and Katie could not help but allow their eyes to wander the great hall. "Uh, I thought you said you had guards, is there anyone here?" Alan asked.

"They're scattered around the island, and don't come here. If I allowed them to stay here, then they'll think they're on vacation, which they're not. They do, however, come here occasionally for required maintenance, but nothing more than that."

'Man, if I was staying near such an awesome place, I'd sneak in all the time.' Alan thought to himself.

"I recognize that look. Trust me, no one tries to break in. I stop by randomly to make sure of that, and the last time someone tried to be wise, I beat him to within an inch of his life in front of all of the other guards on the island. I then proceeded to beat all of them for allowing such idiocy to take place."

"Since then, I haven't found a single one who has dared to enter here unauthorized. And I check often too, since giving out good beatings is a great way to relieve stress." Lord Constantine said with a wicked smile, which faded.

"Now, finally, we can get to business. As I said earlier, I'm leaving Liz here to train you, newborn." He said seriously to Alan. Alan was starting to get a little irritated at being called a newborn all the time, but let it go.

"You might as well go through the same training as well, I'm sure Liz has some new tricks to teach you." Lord Constantine said as he turned to Rachel.

"And as for you...well...unless you become a vampire, you can just sit there and look pretty." Lord Constantine said to Katie.

'Thanks a lot, asshole.' Katie didn't dare voice that out.

"Don't take it too personal. All humans are weak, it can't be helped." Lord Constantine followed with, as though reading Katie's mind.

"Now, Liz. Obviously, time is a big factor, so go through the most basic of things. Hand to hand, sword, and pistol training should be your primary focus, with sword training being number one."

Liz nodded. "Yes my Lord."

"Obviously, you're going to have to teach the newborn here on how to be a vampire, I'll leave that to you as well."

"Yes my Lord."

"Now then, the reason why I say I can't keep you here for long is because I don't want the opportunity that is currently in place to be lost. If I allow you to stay here for an extended period of time, the other Lords will start getting bored and return to their territories. I want you three out and causing trouble before that happens."

"Not only that, but I have a deal going with a few of the other Lords and they want to see progress on our plan. If I stall for too long, then the little alliance I have set up will crumble, and we'll all miss our chance."

Lord Constantine allowed the moment of silence to settle in for a few moments before he stood.

"Well, this isn't going to be fun, but I'd better get started in stalling. I was forced to tell one of the Lords of your fight against Lord Hector to earn her trust, and I'm sure she's anxiously awaiting the news. Let's go Ben, and they're all yours Liz."

"Lord Constantine." Liz spoke for the first time. Her voice was sharp, crisp, and serious.

"Yes?"

"May I have the newborn?"

'Have?' Katie thought to herself. 'What does that...wait a moment! She couldn't mean that, could she?'

Lord Constantine smiled. "Wow, that's rare. Caught your eye has he? Do as you wish." Lord Constantine said, as he and Ben vanished.

"Umm..." Katie began, but Rachel cut in.

"She means what you probably think she does. Don't get all offended, this kind of thing is more common among vampires than humans."

"B-but..."

"Think about it like this. Humans...let's say have some sixty years of being sexually active, give or take, and that's probably being generous. Now, to remain monogamous for that long isn't that difficult, especially when most marriages don't even come close to that kind of time span."

"Now, I've existed as a vampire alone for sixty two years, and I've been in my prime during that entire timeframe. Can you imagine having only one lover that entire time? Sure, it would be romantic and show some outstanding dedication, but let's face it. Such a sex life would get boring after such a long time because you're limited to only one partner."

"Most of us acknowledge that there is a difference between casual sex and love. Yes, sex remains a form of close contact and is not something that is randomly thrown around as though we're in a constant state of having orgies."

"But at the same time, most realize that they can't do it with only a single lover their entire lives. And so, relationships are a little more open in our world. Don't be surprised in the future if you get asked the same question, because you probably will at some point. However, the most important thing to remember is that you trust Alan, right?" Rachel asked.

Katie eyed Liz, appraising her. Although she seemed to be attractive, she wondered what Alan thought of her.

"Well, what do you think?" Katie asked.

Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "As long as Alan returns to us by the end of the day, he can sleep with whoever he wants. In his case, the more the better. He's got lost ground to make up for. Remember, we've been his only two lovers that he's ever had, most have more than that, at least at his age."

"Uhh...shouldn't I be the one making the decision here?" Alan cut in, having listened to the conversation.

Liz had crossed her arms, observing the trio. "Listen, if this is going to get complicated, forget it. As Lord Constantine just said, we don't have the time to waste on garbage. We either fuck, or we don't, end of story, neither outcome really matters to me." She said coldly.

Alan felt a little apprehensive. She was almost speaking about the whole idea as though he was a toy that she wanted to play with for a few minutes before moving on to the next toy without a second thought.

Both Rachel and Katie saw the indecision on Alan's face, and wondered how the hell he had managed to change his attitude so drastically once again. Maybe now, with everything calmed down, he had returned to his normal self. However, that didn't mean that his other self had vanished, only that it was probably buried deep down at the moment.

Liz observed the same thing, and wasn't sure whether she was intrigued or annoyed. The version of him that had caught her eye was the one who had fought Lord Hector. The one with such cold, powerful, and hateful eyes. The one now standing before her, however, was a nobody compared to that.

However, his change in personality didn't change the fact that his spirit was still strong, nor did it change that, in the end, she still wanted to try him out. She had never been with a man that possessed such an unsure personality before, and found herself out of her normal character since she normally didn't go for men like him. For some reason, there was just something about him...but she didn't know what it was.

"Alan, just go for it." Rachel said. Both Katie and Alan turned to her.

"Look, before either of you start to protest, I know about your 'double standard' issue, Alan. Personally, I don't care. I have Katie at the moment. And you said you wouldn't rule out the possibility of me being with other women in general, didn't you? I have no problem with that, so there's no reason to worry about me."

"And Katie, you honestly don't expect Alan to be the type that would just walk out on us right? I say go enjoy yourself, only on the condition that you share everything that happens. Will that be alright, Katie?" Rachel asked.

Katie glance between everyone present, before she sighed and hung her head. "I guess."

Rachel grinned. "Don't be so down. You have me, remember?"

This caused Katie to form a small smile. "Yeah, that's true."

"Then let's go get a room. Have fun Alan!" Rachel called out as she pulled Katie away.

Alan watched as they departed, which was broken when Liz spoke up.

"Let's go newborn." She said sternly, catching Alan's attention. He began to wonder if this was a good idea as he followed Liz.

Liz led the way upstairs on the second floor to one of the rooms, which was well prepared with furniture, a TV, and a large bed. Again, like it was an expensive hotel room.

Alan entered the room, with Liz standing next to the open door, and closed it as soon as Alan walked past her. She then smiled as Alan turned to her, and Alan found himself a little wary of her smile.

"Now then, let's see what you're really about." She said seductively, pushing Alan to the bed with a rather strong amount of force.

Once on the bed, Liz crawled over him, and once again, Alan felt like he was the prey, and the woman had become the predator. Liz lowered herself and met Alan's lips with her own.

Alan somewhat apprehensively kissed back, causing Liz to break it. "Don't tell me that's all you got, newborn. Do you really think I want to hook up with a loser? Where is that strong part of you that fought Lord Hector?"

Alan, surprised by her words, didn't answer immediately. Liz spoke up again.

"If you're going to keep on being a pansy, then as Lord Constantine said earlier, I'm going to kick your ass."

"What's your problem!?" Alan shouted.

"It's as I said. I have no interest in weak lovers, I want someone who's strong, someone who can give me a good time. I don't know about your two girlfriends, but I have no use for shy weaklings like the way you're behaving right now."

"You know what? Forget it, this isn't such a good idea after all." Alan said, attempting to lift himself. Liz, however, held him down by his shoulders.

"Are you honestly going to just walk out? I challenge you to show your strong side, and walking away is how you respond? You're pathetic. You'll never match Lord Caleb with such a weak resolve."

Alan's eyes narrowed. "I'll do what I have to when that time comes."

"Will you? I can see it in your eyes right now, you're afraid of that hatred and resolve that burns inside you."

"What are you talking about?" Alan asked, wondering how the hell she managed to guess that.

Liz smiled. "Don't play dumb. I saw you as you fought Lord Hector. It was an impressive display. Nothing, not even the fall of your girlfriend after she was cut down, caused you to even flinch. After the fight was over, however, I saw the plain fear in your eyes, and your personality had returned to normal."

"However, what I'm interested in, is that cold, strong part of you. The one who would kill anything that stood in his way, that's the part of you that I desire. The person who you are now is a far cry from that."

"Look, I-" Alan tried to begin, but Liz cut him off.

"If you're that afraid of yourself, and if you lack that much control over yourself, then the best advice I can give you is to just simply run and hide for the rest of your existence, because you aren't going to get anywhere that you want to go. Especially, if your goal is vengence."

Alan growled at those words. "Just back up already! I don't care what you think! I'll do what I want to do, and how I want to do it!" He said forcefully.

"You're going to have to do better then that. If all you can do is shout at me, then you'll still get nowhere. If you really want me to shut up, if you really want me to respect you, then give me a good reason to do so. Otherwise, I'm going to make you my bitch right here and now."

Alan, sick of listening to her sick desires, attempted to lift himself up again, but Liz still held him down.

"Get off me." Alan said, his voice now low, and his anger high.

"Make me." Liz responded, an excited smile forming on her face. Now he was getting interesting.

"Fine." Alan answered, grabbing Liz's arms with his hands that were free, raised one of his knees to her body, and flipped her over him. She hit the wall behind his head with a thud before falling to the bed.

Alan stood. "Happy now?" He asked sarcastically as he began to walk out.

Before he could reach the door, Liz shot up, ran over and grabbed Alan from behind.

"Oh no you don't. Not when you just got interesting."

"You're fucking crazy, you know that!?"

"Maybe, but you're even more crazy then I am. I have come to terms with who I am, you haven't. You also seem to think that I'm asking you to go crazy and destroy the world in anger, but you're wrong about that as well. I'm asking for it because I can take it, and because that's the part of you I want to see."

Alan growled again as another light bulb went off in the back of his mind. If this bitch was going to call him out, then why should he turn and walk away? He should give her exactly what she wants, a good ass kicking along with a hard fuck that will keep her quiet.

Another part of him, however, thought that this was wrong. He remembered what he had thought of in his anger as he had fought against Lord Hector, thoughts that still had remained with him even after he regained control of himself. She had been right when she said it, and he was afraid of himself. And now this fucking bitch was fucking with his head. She really needed a good lesson.

"Still afraid, are we newborn? I thought I told you, I can take it. If you want, you can even strike me, if you have the ability and power."

That did it. That was the last straw, and was all Alan needed to hear. She gave him full permission to force her into submission, and that's what he was going to do.

Alan threw the back of his head directly into Liz's face, causing her to grunt in pain and release Alan in surprise. Alan turned and faced her as one of Liz's hands shot to her nose. Liz eyed her hand and saw that he had drawn blood, and her eyes met Alan's, which were now the fierce and cold eyes that she had been waiting for.

Liz could not contain her excitement, and her eyes changed. "Now this is what I wanted. You want to fuck me? Come here and earn it." Liz challenged.

Alan cracked his knuckles, a gesture which cause Liz to tingle in anticipation. He then approached her, brimming with confidence, and attempted to grab her. Liz brushed away his hands with her own. Alan again reached out, this time with more force, grabbed her arms, and roughly pulled her in, mashing his lips into hers, which she met with enthusiasm.

Liz then pushed herself out of Alan's grip and kiss, which had softened when his lips had met hers. "Don't let up on me at any time, otherwise, you aren't going to get me."

Alan didn't say anything, and instead reached to grab her again. He managed to catch her hands this time, which attempted to deflect his own. This time, instead of pulling her in for another kiss, he instead spun her around, and pushed her on the bed face first.

"That's the way! Take me! Take me like the strong man that you are!" She shouted over her shoulder.

"Undress." Alan commanded. Liz smiled in defiance.

"Make me." She repeated, and Alan got the message. Liz turned over as Alan reached for her pants, which was the closest clothing to him, and she kicked her feet at his hands, deflecting them.

Alan growled again and caught her flailing feet, and forcibly tried to pull her pants off, but Liz held on to her pants, and they stayed on. He did, however, pull her closer to him.

"Not good enough Alan! You can do better than that! You want these pants off of me, then force it!" She called out, using Alan's name for the first time.

Alan, still holding her feet, placed them in between his legs at the knees, holding them still, despite Liz's struggles to pull the free. Alan then reached down to one of her hands that were holding her pants, grabbed it, and forced it off. He then reached for the waist of her pants, and attempted to pull on them again. As he expected, her other hand was still holding on, and decided to do this the real hard way.

Both Alan and Liz pulled on her pants with all of their might, which eventually caused the material to rip and be split.

Liz closed her eyes and moaned at the sound as she felt and heard her pants become ripped apart, forcibly exposing herself to him, and she could feel herself becoming very wet from the anticipation. He was earning his right to fuck her, and she loved it.

"Oh God yes!" Liz cried out, and before she could react, Alan had reached for her red panties, and pulled them off as well, leaving her lower body and smooth legs exposed to him.

Alan didn't waste any time. At this point, he wanted one thing, and that was what this bitch was begging for. He pulled his pants and underwear off, exposing his hard manhood, which Liz's eyes shot towards. She didn't even struggle when he released her legs and spread them, and in one shot, he impaled her on his cock.

"That's it! This is what I want! Now that you've got me, fuck me! Fuck me like the crazy bitch that I am, hard and fast!" Liz cried out, and Alan obeyed, although he didn't see it that way.

Alan pounded into Liz with all of his might, and a combination of Alan's grunts and Liz's moans echoed in the room, creating a sense of a primal atmosphere.

The frenzy, though intense, didn't last long for either of them. Liz, due to Alan's aggressive actions, was already on the rise before he even started fucking her. Once the frenzy began, she felt herself rising to her peak in no time.

Alan didn't know why, but for some reason, this had been a big turn on. Like Liz had said, he had earned this. He had made her one of his women by fighting her, in a sense. It was something he had never experienced before, but for some reason, it felt right. What made it more odd was that he had never thought of himself as the aggressive type that demanded control.




The Loners Ch. 20



Liz hit her peak first, and let out a long wail as her pleasure crashed through her, followed shortly after by Alan pumping all of his seed into Liz's pulsating pussy.

Alan felt himself go weak, and fell forward, supporting his weight on his hands which rested on either side of Liz. Liz herself was breathing heavy.

"Ah, that was good. It's been a while since someone's been that rough with me. Even Lord Constantine hasn't been that rough for some time." Liz breathed out.

Alan stared at her. "You...you two have sex?" Alan asked, wondering how she could have sex with such a young boy, even if he was a Vampire Lord.

Liz looked at him as though he were crazy. "Of course. Despite his appearance, Lord Constantine is very capable as a lover."

"And as for you, you're pretty good yourself. You answered the call rather well. This was also a good lesson for you. Despite what you want to believe, there is a very primal side to you deep down. If you try and bury it completely the way I used to, then it will still rise up and destroy you from the inside. You have to find ways to let it out once in a while and learn to manage it if you want to channel it properly to help you in battle."

Alan stood, and separated himself from Liz, who sighed as his cock slipped through her one more time.

"Hey...mind if I ask why you have such a crazy taste for sex?" Alan asked.

Liz raised her head to stare into his eyes for a few moments, then nodded.

"Yes, you can. You've earned it, though on one condition. You tell no one else what I tell you. What I say stays between you and I. I don't need any more pity parties than I've already received." She said sternly, causing Alan to tilt his head a little.

"I was raped before I had reached my teens, by my uncle of all people. To be honest, I don't know if it was that, or that I was already strange to begin with. However, when I started having sex, I found it boring. I thought at first that maybe it was because I was with virgins or inexperienced lovers. That turned out to be false, and almost every lover I took on not only left me unsatisfied, but frustrated as well."

"It was later in life, after I became a vampire, that I started to realize what I really liked. That's why I don't like weak lovers, that can't satisfy me in the same way that a strong and aggressive lover can."

"Wow." Alan was stunned. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Fuck you. I just told you that I don't need more pity. All I heard most of my human life from anyone who knew about the rape was 'I'm so sorry' and 'I hope you recover someday'. It was ridiculous. I could have murdered someone and all anyone would say was 'well, it was because she got raped'. I only told you this story because you asked about it. If I wanted pity, I would have started crying and made the story far more dramatic." Liz shot back.

Liz sat up and stood, and walked to a nearby closet, and opened it to find quite the wardrobe awaiting. She pulled out a brand new pair of pants and put them on as Alan watched.

"In any case, we'll get started right away. Gather yourself, and meet me in the main hall in about thirty minutes. Hopefully, your two girlfriends will be finished by then." Liz said coldly, and left the room, leaving Alan to dumbly stare at the open door.



The Loners Ch. 21



Rachel led the way to one of the rooms, not wanting Katie to dwell to much on Alan, who was about to go have sex with Liz.

When they entered one of the rooms, Rachel and Katie both found themselves impressed.

"Wow, I can see why they would vacation here, the rooms are very nice." Katie commented.

Rachel turned and closed the door behind Katie, and turned to her.

"Now, now. We didn't come here to admire the room, did we?" Rachel said seductively, causing Katie to turn and giggle.

"No, I guess not." Katie said, as both she and Rachel closed the distance between one another and pulled each other into a deep and long kiss.

"It's too bad we're not in the camp anymore, I wanted to try a few more of those toys with you." Katie murmured in between kisses, and now it was Rachel who giggled.

"Yeah, but it's fine. There's still plenty for us to do." Rachel said, breaking the kiss, and lead Katie by her hand to the bed.

Rachel then turned around, and opened her arms, beckoning Katie with both the gesture and her altered eyes.

Katie answered the call, and once again, their lips meet. As they kissed, Rachel pulled Katie down on the bed with her, with Katie collapsing completely on top of Rachel.

As they kissed, Rachel managed to snake her hands in between the two of them, and squeezed Katie's breasts, causing her to gasp lightly into Rachel's mouth.

In response, Katie sat up, and decided to give Rachel what she wanted. She slowly pulled her shirt off, all while staring at Rachel with a smile. Rachel stared hungrily as Katie revealed her soft and smooth abdomen and her bra covered breasts to Rachel.

However, when Katie moved to unclasp the bra, Rachel reached up and stopped her.

"Let me. I want the honor of uncovering those magnificent globes for you." Rachel said huskily, reaching for the clasp of Katie's bra herself and undoing it.

Katie's breasts fell as the bra was removed, and Rachel could not stop herself shortly after they were uncovered, and raised herself to one of them.

Katie sighed when Rachel's mouth made contact with one of her hard nipples, and she pulled Rachel into her chest.

"Mmm, yes Rachel. Suck on my tits." Katie encouraged. Rachel, in response, began to suck harder. This lasted for quite a while, as Rachel sucked on both of Katie's breasts while Katie purred with joy until finally, Rachel broke away.

"I have something else I want to suck on now." Rachel said seductively, and Katie smiled.

"I was just thinking about that too, actually." Katie responded.

"Now that I think about it...we really haven't eaten each other out, have we?" Rachel asked.

Katie dwelled on that for a moment. "No, we've tasted each other, but we've never really gone all out."

"Well, now is a good a time as any, isn't it?" Rachel smiled, who began to undress.

"Oh yeah." Katie smiled back, getting off of Rachel and began to undress as well.

Katie was finished first, since she only had to remove her pants. When she finished, she watched as Rachel undressed, desire in her eyes. She paid special attention to Rachel's puffy red lips once they were revealed, and Katie licked her lips seductively in response.

When Rachel finished, the two girls met one another's stares.

Rachel smiled as she laid back down, and beckoned Katie with a single finger. Katie followed and once again climbed over Rachel, and descended for another series of kisses. Except this time, she had the added excitement of mashing her breasts into Rachel's, and the two girls sighed at the contact.

For several moments, Katie continued to grind her body into Rachel, sending strong signals through both girls until they couldn't wait any longer. Katie's pussy was now leaking, and was sure that a little of her juices had ended up on Rachel, while Rachel herself was soaked.

When Katie broke the kiss, both girls were flushed, and both were breathing heavy. It took just a handful of seconds of staring into one another's eyes to decided that it was time.

Without a word, Katie turned around, and presented her wet and needy pussy to Rachel, while she descended to Rachel's pussy until it was inches from her mouth. Katie could feel the heat emanating from Rachel, and knew that Rachel was looking forward to this as much as she was.

The two girls attacked each other's pussies almost simultaneously, and a torrent of moans and sighs began. Shortly after, the words began to follow.

"Oh God, yes! Eat that pussy, God! Sooo good!" Katie cried out.

"Mmm, you like that don't you?" Rachel asked.

"Yes! I love it! You're soo good!"

"Then you'll be happy to know that I have barely begun. When I'm through with you, you'll be nothing but a puddle of flesh."

Katie quivered in anticipation.

"You'll see, I'm going to make you cum so much that you'll positively drown me with all of your girl cum. Would you like that? Would you like to cum so much that you'll drown me and not be able to walk?"

"YES!"

"Mmm, good. It's a good thing you have something nice to taste while I do that, don't you?"

"Yes, you taste so good. I can't wait to make your pussy cum and give me all of that tasty cum of yours that you can give me."

"Mmm, I'd like that. You can have all of the cum you want. You're welcome to everything my pussy gives you." Rachel said, returning to licking the wet pussy just above her face as Katie did the same, both girls deciding that the talking was over and it was time to get back to the real fun.

As the licking frenzy continued, both girls moaned and sang into each other's pussies, and it was only a matter of time before the clits got targeted.

It was Katie who got there first, feeling an orgasm slowly approaching and wanted to make sure that Rachel wouldn't be too far behind. This caused Rachel to break away from Katie's pussy.

"Oh yeah! Suck on my clit! Yes, yes, yessss!!" She hissed her pleasure before setting her sights on Katie's clit, and attacked it with a vengence.

Now it became an unspoken contest of who could make who cum first as both girls unleashed all of their skills on one another. Unfortunately for Katie, Rachel was more experienced and more talented, and Katie was the first one to break away, unable to resist the coming wave.

"Oh my God! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum on your face! Right there, right there!" Katie screamed out as she began grinding her pussy on the mouth that gave her so much pleasure. Rachel smiled inwardly at her victory.

"AAAAAHHHH FUUUUCCCKKKK!!!" Katie screamed as she shook on top of Rachel, her pulsing pussy spilling out her girl cum which Rachel eagerly lapped up. Rachel, however, had no plans to let up, and continued to keep Katie high on the pleasure train.

"OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD! I'm gonna, I'm gonna ah, ah, YESSSSS!!!" Katie hissed as she came on top of Rachel once again.

Two was Katie's limit, and she rolled herself off of Rachel before Rachel could attempt to bring her to a third orgasm, though her hand flew to her pussy so she could bring herself down slowly, riding the last few waves of pleasure that were coursing through her.

After a few moments, at which point Rachel had sat up and was watching Katie with an amused expression, Katie slumped on the bed completely, and was breathing heavy.

"God! That...was good." Katie breathed out, flushed from the pleasure.

Rachel licked her lips, still tasting Katie on them. "Mmm, you were delicious." Rachel breathed out huskily.

Katie giggled. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself."

Rachel now giggled. "I most certainly did."

Katie turned to Rachel and smiled dreamily. "Now, why don't you bring that fine pussy over here so I can finish what I started."

"Gladly." Rachel said as she sat up completely, and moved to position her pussy on top of Katie's face, this time facing Katie's head.

The two locked eyes for a brief moment, smiled at each other, and Rachel descended her pussy to Katie's mouth, who went straight for the clit, picking up where she left off.

With nothing to occupy Rachel's mouth, she voiced her pleasure as Katie attacked her.

"Fuck yes! Eat that clit! Show that clit no mercy! Yes! Yes! Oh God Yes! Lick it! Suck it! Taste it! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Oooo, God you're going to make me cum!"

As Rachel approached her peak, her hands went to the top of Katie's head for a little leverage as Rachel grinded herself on Katie's mouth.

"That's it! Don't stop! Show that pussy no mercy, even after I cum! OOOOHHHHH GOOOODDD!!!!" The dam broke, and now it was Rachel who was shaking on top of Katie as she came.

Even before Rachel had said it, Katie had intended to reciprocate what Rachel did to her, and she was curious on how much Rachel could take. Even as Rachel drenched Katie's face, Katie did not slow up, despite how much she wanted to enjoy Rachel's cum. She focused her efforts on continuing to suck on Rachel's clit, and it wasn't long before Katie was rewarded.

"Ah, ah, fuck me, fuck me, FFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!" Rachel screamed as she bucked on top of Katie once again, bathing Katie's face with a brand new flow of juices.

Rachel knew that she had more in herself, and continued to grind her pulsing pussy into Katie's mouth. Katie found herself impressed, and began to wonder who would tire out first.

Katie, however, knew she had an advantage at this point, for Rachel's waves of pleasures were coming in shorter intervals, which became evident as Katie felt Rachel shake above her a third time, shortly after the second series of shakes had ended.

Rachel, running out of power in her voice, along with the intensity of the third orgasm, didn't scream but instead tensed up completely, and drenched Katie's face a third time.

Three turned out to be Rachel's limit, and she tiredly rolled off of Katie. Unlike Katie, Rachel didn't even bother to try and touch herself, for the remaining tremors of the mind numbing orgasm she just had was enough to ride on by itself.

Rachel closed her eyes as she fought to catch her breath, her breasts rising and falling with each breath that Rachel took.

When her breathing began returning to normal, she slowly opened her eyes, and turned over to where Katie was. Katie was smiling, and was patiently watching Rachel.

Rachel tiredly beckoned Katie with a single finger once again, and Katie's smile widened as she crawled on top of Rachel, and descended for a series of loving and slow kisses.

The girls relished the taste of each other as well as themselves, the cum mixing together inside their mouths which they shared with each other.

Rachel broke the kiss first. "Mmm, we taste good together."

Katie giggled. "Yes we do."

"Congratulations, by the way. Only Alan has ever brought me to three orgasms in a row like that. You are now the second."

Katie beamed. "Thank you. And congratulations to you as well, you're the only one aside from Alan who gave me two. I'm sorry I can't take more than that though."

Rachel kissed Katie's lips. "Don't be sorry. I've told you before, didn't I? I naturally have more stamina, and I've been having sex a lot longer than you. There's no shame if you can't take as much as I can, just be glad that we can give you good orgasms to begin with."

Katie's smile, however, faded. Rachel looked at her curiously.

"That reminds me, I wanted to talk to you about Alan."

"Don't worry about him. I highly doubt he'll dump the two of us for Liz." Rachel responded playfully.

"But...that's not what I'm worried about." Katie said somberly as realization dawned on Rachel.

"Oh...I see." The smile on Rachel's face faded as she realized where Katie was going with this.

"I didn't see his face during his fight against that Lord...whoever. I did, however, see him shortly after the fight, and he seemed like a completely different person. I...I'm afraid we're losing him."

Rachel turned away from Katie's eyes, causing Katie to worry even more.

"What can we do? Is there anything we can do? I don't want to lose him to that cold Alan that I saw. I don't want Alan to turn into the heartless monster that didn't even flinch when you got cut down, but..."

Rachel sighed a long and sad sigh. "There's nothing we can do. It's completely his decision. Yes, we can try and help him, but it's still his decision, and his alone."

"But-"

"The thing is, is that he really isn't changing so much as he is letting his inner self out to the surface."

"What!?"

Rachel's eyes met Katie's. "I saw this part of him in him the first time I met him. It was brief, barely a moment. But I saw it, deep in his eyes, when I told him I was going to kill him."

"He didn't cower, or fight. He just accepted it. Accepted, and even embraced it. And not in the manner of being brave, mind you. But in bitterness, as though his hated life was finally going to end, and he was going to be free of it."

"But, but why?"

Rachel's eyes turned away from Katie. "I think I know some of it. You see, he is a kind hearted person. Unfortunately, as they say, 'nice guys finish last'. From his perspective, he was always last. Most everyone that he has ever come across in his life trampled over him. Whether they did so intentionally or not, I don't know. But, I'm betting it created a sense of bitterness in him, one that he buries deep down."

"I've seen glimpses of it here and there, when he was forced to show it. Forced to resist it, more specifically. True, there is a strong sense of determination when it came to us, but now I'm sure that there is more. The fight was a way that he could lash out at the world that has trampled all over him. I won't downplay our relationship, because that is very important to him. But, now it's becoming a little more clear that this is his way of striking back against the world."

Rachel's eyes met Katie's once again. "And now, when Caleb took the handful of people aside from us in his life away, the numbered few who didn't walk over him, that bitterness and hatred has begun rising to the surface, no longer able to be contained. Not only that, but now he has the power to actually vent all of that hate, through his powers."

"I said before that becoming a vampire changes people. It does, but not in the way most think. It changes them in the fact that they begin discarding their normal shell that they wear around other people. Power allows people to express their inner emotions, and that is what is happening to Alan. Unlike before, where he had no power, no physical strength to vent his anger through, he instead hid it. But now he is beginning to feel that he no longer needs to hide himself."

"Whether or not he realizes it, or whether or not he'll fight it, I don't know. In the end, it's his choice, and his alone." Rachel concluded.

Katie was stunned, in more than one way. "How-how do you know all of this?"

"When you're around for a long time, and when observation of others becomes a part of your survival, you pick up on these things. I've seen this kind of thing happen before to other newborns as well. That's why I didn't want to turn him the first time he asked me to. I wasn't quite sure what his inner mental state was. I had an idea, but I didn't know for sure. I only know what I know now because of what we've seen to this point."

"Don't give me too much credit, though. I could be wrong on little details, or maybe Alan's entire mindset. However, experience tells me that I'm not too far off. Believe it or not, humans, vampires, undead, none of them are really that dissimilar. Especially humans, no matter how much they pride themselves on their differences. They all seek pleasure, power, sustenance, and faith. All of them through different paths, true, but towards a similar goal."

"So...is there nothing we can do? I refuse to believe that! There must be something we can do!" Katie protested.

"We can try, but that's all we can do. If we try too hard, we may end up pushing him away. That's why I say the best thing we can do is stay by his side, and have faith in him. And pray that it's good enough."

Katie didn't like that answer. "No! I'd rather push him away then sit by and watch him go down a path of hate. Even if I never see him again, I'd rather that be the outcome then be forced to watch him go out of control."

"To be honest, so would I. But, I'm not sure if I can."

Katie blinked.

"In truth, the other reason why I recognized some of what he's going through is because I carry a bit of that bitterness as well. That's why I was able to relate to him so easily. I don't think we told you, but I'll tell you know a little of my life story. Before I was turned, I was born and raised in the 50's, a time before women became truly accepted as equals to men in general society. Sure, we had laws that said so at the time. But, we women had a difficult time being accepted in the eyes of society for quite a long time."

"And I was one of those women who had a hard time. I was a tomboy, one who sought independence, to be seen as an equal. I wanted my own job, my own house, and to be seen as an equal to any man or woman in the world. Instead of that, however, I was seen as an outcast. Even my parents disapproved my behavior, and practically disowned me. It was when I was almost completely isolated from the world that Caleb had found me. This was another reason why I remained so loyal to him for so long. He had, whether I like it or not, saved me. Despite his intentions, he took me in at a time when no one else would. And when I realized his true intentions, my own bitterness became stronger."

"That's why...that's why I can't fight him as hard as I want to. That's why I understand his situation so well. It's because I carry a similar hatred of the world that has cast me aside so easily. It's because Alan and I...are loners in this world."

Rachel met Katie's eyes. "But you...you may be able to influence and fight him in ways that I won't. In fact, it has to be you. I carry too much hate to turn him from a path filled with hate, but not you. Originally, I though Alan was going to be the one who helped rid me of my hatred, and he could have. But now, all we have left is you."

Rachel smiled at Katie. "I'm sorry. I'm asking so much of you, almost to the point that it isn't fair. But, now I realize that I have to ask this of you, because Alan and I have no one else to turn to."

Katie smiled back. "I-I'll do everything I can."

Rachel nodded. "We should get back. We don't want to keep everyone waiting, do we?" Rachel asked, tilting her head.

Katie giggled. "I'm ready for another round, actually. But, you're right. We'll have time for a true marathon of fucking once all of this is finally over."

"I certainly look forward to that day."

*****

Alan was the first one to return to the main lobby, where he sat and waited. His thoughts dwelled on what Liz had said to him. Not only about her past, which was depressing to hear, but the observation she had made about himself.

He had a primal side to him? When he thought about it, he noticed that it was, in fact, true. As he went through the years of his life, he began having violent thoughts from time to time. He had mostly just brushed them off as mere fantasies at the time, indulging in them every now and again.

But now, that would explain what he had gone through when he had fought against Lord Hector, and how he had so strongly responded to Liz's comments. It scared him. He knew that it wasn't because of him becoming a vampire, but because deep down, he always knew about this side of himself. Now, it was coming to the surface, and Alan was having a harder time controlling it. He had spent most of his life mastering his anger, keeping it deep down to keep it from getting him into trouble, whether it be to avoid a bar fight or to alienate his handful of friends.

That had been one of the primary reasons why he had stopped drinking, after all. His anger and sorrow kept on floating to the surface, causing distress to those who he knew and had cared about him. Now, however, that anger was not only becoming more difficult to control even when he is sober, but he also knew that it was going to be key to carrying out his revenge against Caleb, as well as an important tool for his survival.




The Loners Ch. 21



What Liz had said was true, and he stood no chance of winning if he entered battle with half assed resolve.

His thoughts were broken when he heard approaching footsteps, and he turned to see Liz carrying a handful of swords.

"Where...did you get those?" Alan asked.

"This place has an armory, of sorts. Lord Constantine prides himself in being prepared for almost anything, and always keeps weapons close by in case they are needed." Liz explained in her cold voice as she leaned the swords against one of the walls.

Liz's eyes then traveled around the lobby, and sighed in slight irritation. "Looks like your girlfriends haven't returned from their fun time yet. They better not take too long, or else I'll have to force them to an early end. As Lord Constantine had said, we don't have much time, and I want to make as much use of it as possible."

Alan's thoughts then dwelled on Liz for a moment as he stared at her. They did, after all, just have sex. And from Alan's perspective, casual sex was something he wasn't used to.

Liz caught the gaze. "I thought I told you to not get attached. Don't start getting all sappy with me otherwise I'll be forced to beat reality into you."

"B-but..."

Liz rolled her eyes and let out an annoyed grunt. "Just drop it already. The sex meant nothing except just that. Sex."

"Sorry, but I'm just not used to it. I've spent most of my life at least placing sex a little higher then what most do. To me it should have some higher meaning, and not be degraded to a form of entertainment that people just use each other for. And I think you're lying. You said it yourself, you have only had a very few number of lovers. Not only that, but you also willing told me about your past, and I bet that's something that you do often, is it?"

Liz stared at Alan, irritation on her face, then let out another sigh. This sigh, however, was one of defeat.

"Fine. You're right, to an extent. What happened did mean something, just as in most, whether they admit it or not. But, don't let that go to your head. I don't love you if that's what you're thinking. I truly belong to one person, and that is Lord Constantine. At the same time, I am hoping to have sex with you in the future, since you're one of the few that can actually satisfy me in the way that I want. Happy now?" Liz spat irritably.

"Why is it such a big deal? Why is it that everyone seemingly tries to place so little value on sex?" Alan asked, his voice on the verge of shouting. This particular subject is one of the reasons why Alan was frustrated with the world.

Most of his life, he watched from afar, so many different relationships come and go, without having one himself. One of the most common elements of these relationships, especially sexual relationships, is how little value those involved give them.

In Alan's eyes, this is the main reason why these relationships fail and go sour. Yet, it is one of the most common and disgraceful occurrences that Alan has ever witnessed time and time again.

Why he saw things this way and not in a more common way like most other people seem to do, he didn't know. Was he just born with a different mindset? Or maybe it was because it used to happen so rarely to him that he had put it on an unreachable pedestal.

No, that wasn't true, because he still felt strongly about Katie and Rachel, and even though Liz was supposed to be a fling and nothing more, Alan felt something for her as well. For Alan, it just wasn't possible to completely separate sex from his emotions, nor is it something that he felt he should do.

True, he may not love Liz now like he does Katie and Rachel, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't feel some attachment to what would now be the third woman he has ever had sex with.

"You're asking the wrong person." Liz responded to Alan's questions.

"Then maybe what we did was a mistake after all."

"You go ahead and regret all you want, because I don't. Nor do I view it as a mistake. You and I are in open relationships for a reason, and that is because our lovers understand our needs."

"You heard your girlfriends, didn't you? They want you to experience as many people as possible in order to appreciate the two of them more. In my case, Lord Constantine allows me to take the few that I want because I'm a difficult individual to satisfy constantly, and despite Lord Constantine's capabilities in the bedroom, he isn't always able to do so at times, for he can't always be available to me."

"That's just the point! Everyone just sees it as a form of satisfaction, and not as something that bonds people together. That's what pisses me off!"

"And I just told you, didn't I? You and I did bond." Liz admitted again. Alan held his tongue, a little surprised by the way she had very forwardly admitted it, unlike the first time when she seemingly downplayed it.

"Look, I'll give you this. I prefer your way of thinking, it's a much nicer way of looking at things. Whether the world agrees with you or not, I don't know or care. Not only that, we also don't have time to work out our status between the two of us, because we have a lot of work to do."

"On top of all of that, as I said, I have Lord Constantine, and you have your two girlfriends. They didn't mind the two of us having sex and bonding a little, but anything more, and we'll have to include them in the conversation. So, do what I told you to do, and put it from your mind."

Alan and Liz stared at one another for several moments, until finally, Alan acknowledge that she was right. He needed to talk to Rachel and Katie before things got any farther in the first place. Just how did other people manage to juggle these kinds of relationships with what seemed to be ease?

"I do have one last thing to say though." Liz said suddenly, causing Alan to turn back to her.

Liz let out the slightest of smiles, one that Alan wasn't sure he was really seeing, until she spoke.

"I do like you enough to want to have sex with you again, which is even rarer for me. So...you got your wish. You are somewhat special to me, more than almost everyone I have ever met." Liz said, somewhat warmly and with a more subdued voice.

Alan was stunned at hearing that, and gave Liz a brief smile himself before Liz's smile vanished almost faster than lightning.

"Don't, however, think that I'll go easy on you just because of that. I know how to separate my emotions from work, and I will kick your ass as promised while you're here." Liz said, the cold voice returning.

Silence hung in the air after that, which remained until Rachel and Katie returned, finding Alan and Liz waiting for them.

"So, how was it? Enjoy yourself?" Rachel asked, as Katie silently eyed Alan.

"It was..."

"Save it for later." Liz cut him off before he could speak. Rachel and Katie both turned to Liz.

"Also, I'll clear something up so it doesn't come up later. There are some things that were said that I told Alan not to repeat to anyone else. Don't worry, he belongs to you. But, don't get all freaky jealous if there are some things that he doesn't talk about." Liz explained, not wanting drama to start building up and making things complicated.

"One last thing, I may want him again at some point. That won't bother anyone, will it?" Liz asked.

Katie merely stared at Liz, concerned if something was happening, but Rachel shook her head. "No, it's not a big deal. And thanks for the heads up."

"Good, now let's get started." Liz said, turning to Alan. "Before we do anything, I need you to learn to suppress your life force. Right now, you're a shining beacon to nearly all of the supernatural community with the amount of power you have. You're going to need to learn to suppress it if you want to make any movement without being tracked."

*****

It has been a day now. A whole day, and nothing from Lord Hector. Lord Christian had been working closely with Lord Hector to attempt to catch the renegades while they were still out here in the west.

Personally, Lord Christian wanted to pay them back for his humiliation, but it wouldn't be so bad if Lord Hector had caught them. Not only that, but the sooner he found the renegades, the sooner the other Lords will leave the States.

Unfortunately, for some reason, Lord Hector had just vanished, along with his guard that had accompanied him on his search.

Lord Christian watched as, one by one, the other Lords answered his emergency call for a meeting. Everyone, except Lord Hector.

"What's all of the commotion about, Lord Christian? Have you found the renegades?" Lord Constantine asked, though he had a feeling on what this was going to be about. He was curious on how this was going to unfold.

"No, but it's good to see we're all present, so I'll begin."

"Not all of us, Lord Hector hasn't arrived yet." Lord Richter commented.

"That's precisely the issue." Lord Christian said ominously.

"How so?" Lady Pandora asked.

"Lord Hector has been missing for the past 24 hours."

"Missing?" Lady Helen asked, though she knew what was going on, since Lord Constantine had told her everything.

Lord Christian nodded. "At this point, I believe it's safe to assume that he's dead."

"Impossible! If a Lord was dead, we would surely have heard of it by now! Surely someone would have come forth claiming such a victory and asked to be given their rightful place as the new Lord." Lord Issac responded.

"I've been in contact with Lord Hector's lower echelons, and I told them specifically not to say anything until this conference to prevent chaos from unfolding. However, I've been working very closely with Lord Hector to search for the renegades, and I suddenly lost contact with him yesterday with no explanation. Not only that, none of Lord Hector's clan had heard from him either."

"But how? There's no way the renegades could have killed a Lord!" Lady Francine protested.

"I think the renegades were involved, but, I also think one of us was involved." Lord Caleb said suddenly.

Lord Constantine kept his impassive face. Though Lord Caleb was ignorant, he was also swift. Not surprising that he would suspect foul play first, since that was his specialty.

"Allow me to explain. Suppose someone wanted to start a war. Currently, the renegades are a good excuse to come here to America to start such a war. And let's stop beating around the bush at this point, since I'm sure we all know or at least suspect it. Now, if Lord Hector, by chance, had come across the renegades in his search, that would complicate matters for the one who wants war, wouldn't it? Unless, of course, Lord Hector was conveniently removed. This would also work out as well because Lord Hector is also the type who would stand against the party who wishes to start a war. This kind of move would not only prolong the search which is keeping all of us here in the States, but, it also shifts the balance of power in favor of those who intend war."

"Your scenario makes sense, Lord Caleb. However, Lord Hector isn't that big of a fool. I think we all know just how powerful and alert he is, especially when it comes to battle. He would not be so easily taken down, and a fight between Lords would have attracted attention." Lord Richter commented.

"Perhaps, unless he was ambushed in some way. Someone here among us is trying to start a war, and Lord Hector's death further implicates this theory."

"We haven't considered the fact that the two renegades have not been turned yet. This might be a bit of a stretch, but if the two humans had been turned, we wouldn't know anything about them. How can we know just how strong the three of them are together?" Lord Constantine asked.

"No matter how we look at it, none of it bodes well for us. If Lord Caleb is correct, then that means that we can no longer trust one another, and war will come as sure as the sun rises. If Lord Constantine is correct, then we have a very large problem if the renegades are strong enough to take down a Lord." Lord Issac said, his concern for war now growing. At this point, it was now safe to assume that war was inevitable, and it was all dependant on who made the first move, since Lord Constantine's theory was the most far fetched.

"Very well, if war is what is wanted, then that is what I shall prepare for." Lord Issac said grimly, disconnecting himself from the conference.

"Hmph, sad times we live in, when we Lords cannot trust one another. Looks like I'll have to make preparations as well." Lady Francine said next, intentionally aiming the comment at Lord Constantine. She was now weary of the situation. It was one thing to strike against Lord Caleb. However, cooperating with the most wanted criminals in the supernatural world and taking Lord Hector down was not a part of the original plan that she knew of, and she was sure that Lord Constantine had a hand in what was going on.

Lord Richter silently disconnected himself, now intent on simply watching everything from afar if he could. He was probably the least involved in what was going on, and hoped to bank on the opportunity if it presented himself. However, that didn't mean that he would annihilate whoever dared to attack him.

Lady Pandora was annoyed that this had happened without her being told anything, since she too, was sure that Lord Constantine was involved with Lord Hector's disappearance. After all that she done to stick up for him on his behalf, and he carries out this kind of thing without her knowledge? The others were right, he couldn't be trusted.

Lord Christian planned on continuing the search as best he could, but now also had to make preparations for war. He was going to need to form alliances as well, especially with Lord Caleb, sine the war was most likely going to be fought in America.

Lord Caleb had already been preparing this from the start, and was already ready for war. Now it was just a matter of who made the first move.

All that was left was Lord Constantine and Lady Helen.

"That didn't go as well as you thought, did it?" Lady Helen said grimly to Lord Constantine.

"I suspected that this would happen, but I think I also lost both Lady Francine and Lady Pandora's trust. Neither of them looked happy with the situation as a whole." On the bright side, at least they didn't attempt to say anything. However, this also meant that if something happened, they probably won't involve themselves in the affair.

"To be honest, I don't trust you either. I especially wouldn't trust you if you hadn't told me about this ahead of time."

Lord Constantine then smiled. "But this is what the renegades are for. I'm sure everyone's got their eye on me. However, what they won't suspect is the renegades to fight the war for us. Things are much better this way, and we'll have little involvement."

"You really are an untrustworthy son of a bitch aren't you?" But Lady Helen was smiling as well. She wasn't the one being risked, and using people was one of her specialties. After all, she had to use people in similar manners to survive in the intelligence communities the way that she did.

"Eh, we all have our goals. How can we fulfill them if we're not a little underhanded from time to time?"

"How very true."

*****

It had been one week since they arrived here at the mansion. And as promised, Liz was kicking both Rachel and Alan's asses. She worked them hard, and when they flinched or messed up, Liz showed no mercy, and beat them as required.

"Stop paying so much attention to the enemy's sword! That isn't the only weapon that can be used in combat!" Liz admonished Alan, who was currently on the ground, writhing in pain after taking a knee to the balls.

"Hands, knees, the forehead, feet, all of these can be used as well. Just because you fought on par with Lord Hector doesn't mean that he was going all out against you. You happened to get lucky because you gave him a good challenge that he wanted to drag out, and he's the type of person who would hold back in a fight just to enjoy it. Don't expect that kind of mercy from Lord Caleb, who will use any and all means to achieve victory."

Rachel was breathing heavy, and just stood up after taking a beating of her own. Though she didn't make nearly as many mistakes as Alan did since she had experienced combat before, Liz had still managed to point out flaws that Rachel had in her own abilities. Not surprising, since most of Rachel's skills were ones that she had taught herself, and was glad for the opportunity to learn from someone who was more skilled than herself.

Katie, who was watching from the sidelines, found herself wincing constantly at the beatings that Liz gave out. Especially from that latest low blow that dropped Alan to the ground almost instantly. Although Katie's role has been small, she has been doing everything she can to help keep Alan and Rachel in shape, such as attending wounds, making food, or other things to allow them to focus on getting stronger.

Unfortunately, no opportunity to talk to Alan about his issues had come up at all. Firstly, with Liz occupying so much of their time, they barely had a chance to really rest. And secondly, that wasn't a topic that Katie could just bring up out of the blue. Rachel had entrusted the talk to her, and she needed to find a good time and opportunity to do so.

*****

Constantine Steven George the fourth was sick of this island. He had been stuck here for the past four years, all because of a blunder that he had made. George felt that he had been stuck on this island long enough, and it was time to return to the world. But no, instead, he was stuck here.

He had repeatedly requested for a transfer off of this damn place, only to be denied each time. He was sure at this point that someone was out to get him, and keep him and his talents confined here on this tiny island, catering a vacation house that has rarely seen use up until recently.

George, like the other caretakers on the island wondered just who was it that Lord Constantine had brought as guests to this mansion. Even more curious was that Lord Constantine had ordered that no one was to approach the mansion even for maintenance, for that was to be taken care of by Elizabeth.

Unlike the others, however, George wanted to know just who exactly it was. Even though it was the middle of the day, George knew that he could vanish for a little while and none of the others would miss him. Cautiously approaching where he heard not only words, but sword clashes as well, he kept himself hidden within the trees that fluttered the island.

At long last, they came into view, and George's eyes narrowed, not sure exactly who they were. He recognized Elizabeth, having seen her before. However, he did not recognize the two who were with her. One was an attractive woman with long, jet black hair, and the other looked like a simple boy with...wait. There was another one with them, one that George could barely feel, and that was because she was human. The light clicked in George's head.

Who hadn't heard about the renegades that had been the cause of so much recent trouble and news within the vampire community? Especially since they were the prime suspects in the disappearance of Lord Hector? And Lord Constantine was actually harboring and training the renegades?

George also recognized an opportunity, and a way to get himself off of this Godforsaken island. Naturally, there was no way he could fight them, he would lose for sure. But, there was another way. Taking out his phone, George took several pictures of the renegades with Liz, ensuring that the shots were crisp and clear.

Now that he had a bargaining chip, it was time to see if George could finally get off of this island.



The Loners Ch. 22



So far, nothing yet. Unfortunately, due to the situation, Lord Caleb could no longer dedicate his resources to searching for the renegades. Instead, he had been dedicating his time and men to defend his power bases, all for a war that hadn't gotten started yet.

Of course, it was a matter of time, ever since the conference of three days ago had confirmed it. Since then, Lord Christian had joined the alliance between himself and Lord Issac. However, none of the others had attempted to contact him personally, which meant that either one, they didn't know anything and didn't want to get involved, or two, they were involved.

The worst case scenario was that it was five on three. That would make fighting this war particularly difficult.

However, there were no signs of it yet. No large movements, no signs of aggression, nothing. Perhaps they were waiting for an opportunity, whoever exactly 'they' were, but, fortune favors the bold. The longer the wait, the worse their chances, surely they realize that?

"Lord Caleb?" One of his nameless servants came in.

"Yes, what is it?"

"There is something very important you need to see, my Lord."

"Very well, what is it?"

With a bow, the servant cautiously approached his Lord, and surrendered what he was carrying in his hands. They were photographs, and Lord Caleb instantly recognized all who were in the photos.

His eyes widened. "Where did you get these!?" Lord Caleb asked quickly.

"They were sent to us by cell phone. We took the photos and blew them up to properly examine them."

"Where!?" Lord Caleb asked impatiently.

"From what we were told, they are on an island, an island owned by Lord Constantine."

Lord Caleb's eyes traveled to the photographs. Of course he recognized the cunt that had caused him so much trouble in recent days, his own Rachel. Her pathetic little boyfriend was there as well. And lastly, which seemed to confirm the statement that they were indeed on an island that was own by Lord Constantine, was Elizabeth, one of Lord Constantine's favorites.

This photo had everything he needed, and told him almost everything he needed to know. Apparently, from what it appeared, Lord Constantine was having Elizabeth train the renegades, which meant that he intended them to fight the war, or to at least start it. A clever move indeed.

Lord Caleb stared at the photos for several moments, before the smile on his face formed, which widened until he could no longer contain himself, and began to laugh out loud with all of his might. He finally had them!

However, he had to make sure that he didn't act too hastily, for this could also be a very clever trap. Even if the photos were real, there's no way to tell whether or not someone could be waiting with an ambush should he go and deal with them.

"The one who sent this photo, I wish to speak to him personally." Lord Caleb told his servant.

"I want to know everything he knows." Lord Caleb said in a low and dark voice.

*****

"Okay, I think that's enough for today." Liz announced suddenly, sheathing her sword. This surprise Alan, Rachel, and Katie

"Why? We've only been out here for a few hours?" Alan asked, curious.

"Simple, Lord Constantine is getting impatient. He wants to get things started soon. You're not going to be any good to him if you're exhausted when he calls you for battle." Liz explained, and began walking away before she stopped suddenly.

"Oh, and on a side note for me personally, since this may be the last few days we have together, I'd like to have Alan one more time before things get started. I haven't had a chance to have him since we first arrived here, and I'm sure once things get started, I probably won't have another chance at him anytime soon, if ever." She said a little more warmly, and with a small smile, before she walked back inside the mansion.

The trio gathered together. "Actually, that reminds me. Since we've been so busy all this time, we never got a chance to ask, just how did it go with her the first time?" Katie asked.

Alan blushed slightly. "Well...it was...strange, I guess?" Alan answered, causing both Rachel's and Katie's eyebrows to raise suspiciously.

"Okay, how do I put this...she has...strange tastes. She likes it rough, really rough. She practically got me to rape her on some level, and I had torn the pants she was wearing in half because she was provoking me."

"Provoking you? How?" Katie asked.

"Well, she challenged me. You see, she doesn't like what she calls 'weak lovers', apparently they don't satisfy her. So, when she gets going, she wants someone who will more or less forcibly subdue and claim her. She challenged me to do just that."

"But, that doesn't seem like you at all. I mean, we can get a little rough here or there ourselves, but you've never been much of the aggressive type, what happened?" Katie asked.

Alan's eyes fell a little. "I...I'm not really sure. I mean, the things that she was saying to me, they made me angry, really angry. And, well, a part of me took over, and gave her what she wanted. Afterwards, she told me that was precisely what she wanted from the start. She said that I had a primal side of me that she had seen that she wanted to bring to the surface for her enjoyment. Like I said, it was strange."

Katie and Rachel shared a brief look with one another. This was the part of him that Rachel and Katie had talked about.

Alan wondered what the glance between the two girls was about, but before he could try and guess, they had turned back to him.

"Well, did you enjoy it? Was she a good fuck?" Rachel asked.

Alan's head shrank into his shoulders a little. "Yeah. I mean, as strange as it was, I actually enjoyed myself. Especially when it really occurred to me that she just wanted it rough."

"How does she compare to us?" Katie asked next, causing Alan to feel uncomfortable, which Katie and Rachel spotted.

"Duh, of course we're going to want to know how you compare her to us. Don't feel bad, you can be honest. Honesty does go a long way, after all." Rachel said.

"Well, in a primal sort of way, she was very satisfying. It was like relieving a lot of pent up stress. But, in any other way, it kind of left me empty. After we fucked, that was it really, nothing else. It was like we sat down and ate lunch together real quick before we moved on to other things. Not at all like you two, who are thoroughly more satisfying and fulfilling to me than she is." Alan said after a moment of thought.

Katie and Rachel glanced at one another again, and they both came to the same conclusion. Liz might actually be good for him, and for them as a whole.

"Uh, what are you guys thinking about?"

Katie and Rachel turned to Alan.

"Well, would you like to fuck her again since she's offering?" This came out of Katie, which surprised Alan. Before, she was the reluctant one who didn't want to see him with other women at all.

"Well..." Alan hesitated, not sure just where this was going. Katie rolled her eyes, walked up, grabbed Alan by the shoulders, and spun him around to face the mansion. She then shoved him forward.

"Go fuck her. It'll be good for you." Katie told him.

Alan turned around, wondering what the hell was going on. "But-"

Katie then pointed in the direction of the mansion. "You go march that way right now and fuck that girl's brains out."

"Uh..."

"Do you want me to spell it out for you like the first time Rachel had to spell it out to get you to fuck me? Fine." Katie walked up to Alan, and put a hand on his crotch, and felt that he was already hard.

"I want you to take this very nice and hard cock of yours." She said, squeezing the said cock in her hand gently. "And go and stick this hard cock into that girl's pussy that's waiting for you, slide it in and out of her as fast and hard as she wants it, and dump all of the cum you've got into that obviously eager pussy. Understand?" Katie whispered softly into Alan's ear.

With Alan now under her spell, Alan dumbly and slowly nodded. "Okay." He said meekly, turned, and walked away. He was so much in a trance that he didn't even bother to fix the tent in his pants that Katie had helped form as he walked into the mansion. 

Both Katie and Rachel giggled after Alan walked away, both of them seeing the very obnoxious tent. "You're very good. I was almost tempted to obey you, and you weren't even addressing me." Rachel said, approaching Katie and standing next to her.

"He can really be thick-headed at times, but at least he finally got the message." Katie commented, before her smile faded.

"I didn't think that you would be all about it, though, what happened?" Rachel asked, herself now curious.

"I'm not. It annoys me that he's about to go fuck that girl. But, I think you and I realized the same thing. Going a few rough rounds with her might work as a good form of therapy." Katie explained.

"I was right, we were on the same page. I was thinking the same thing you were, but I wasn't sure how you'd take it." Rachel said.

"What about you? I know you explained to me about all of the vampire stuff on monogamy and what not, but doesn't it bother you that he's about to fuck some other girl instead of one of us?" Katie asked Rachel.

"Well, it doesn't bother me as much. I mean, I'm just more used to it, and at first, I wanted him to experience a lot of other women. I even told him this. But, actually, I'm finding that I actually don't want him with other women. I'd rather that he just stay with us." Rachel admitted.

"At the same time, in this case, you're right. I mean, I can take it a little rough, but apparently, not as rough as Liz can. So, this might be good for him, to help him relieve some of that pent up anger he's got. His story confirmed it, and it also means that he really hasn't come to terms with it yet. I hope he does before everything gets started." Rachel finished, staring at the mansion, as though she could see through it directly to Alan himself.

"Hopefully, I'll get a chance to really talk to him today as well. With everything so crazy for the past what...week and a half? I haven't really been able to sit and talk with him in a way that I'd like." Katie then turned to Rachel.

"I'm sorry to ask you this, but this conversation I think I should have alone with him directly. So, if you don't mind, I'd like some private time with him after he finishes fucking Liz. Also, I haven't had sex with him alone yet, and I'd really like to. Will you mind?"

Rachel turned to Katie and nodded. "I understand, and no, I don't mind at all. In fact, it's only fair, since I've had him while we were alone, so you should have that opportunity as well. In the meantime, what do you say to some fun?"

Katie grinned and nodded. "Oh I'm definitely game for that."

*****

This was a strange situation to be in, Alan thought to himself now that he was able to think. In short, Katie, and perhaps even Rachel in a silent way, was demanding that he go fuck Liz. He wondered why though as he walked inside the mansion, to find Liz sitting down and waiting for him.

He watched her eyes raise as he walked in, then stopped suddenly at something. To Alan's surprise, her look changed to one of amusement.

"Either you're that excited for this, or your girlfriends primed you for me." She said with a smirk.

Alan blinked, and turned downward, now seeing the source of Liz's amusement. Alan blushed as he looked back to Liz.

"Uh, yeah...that was Katie. She...kind of gave me an extra incentive to come here."

Liz tilted her head slightly. "The human? Curious. She wasn't too enthusiastic about the idea before."

Liz then shrugged her shoulders and stood before Alan could answer. "Well, might as well make the most of it. Let's go." Liz directed, leading the way.

"So...do I have to 'earn' you again, or something?" Alan asked, wondering if this was going to be a repeat of what happened last time. To be honest, he wasn't sure if he was up for such a round.

For some reason, the question caused Liz to stop. She slowly turned to Alan, and Alan saw something brand new he had not seen on her face yet. Was it...apprehension?

"Well, actually..." Liz stopped herself and turned around. "I'll explain when I know for sure that no one can eavesdrop. You'll understand why shortly."

First Katie and now Liz. Did everyone start swapping bodies while Alan wasn't looking or something? He wondered if Rachel was going to surprise him next with something out of left field.

Alan followed Liz to the room that they had used last time, except, this time, Liz didn't close the door behind him, prompting him to do so. When he turned back around, he saw that Liz was simply staring at him. Silence hung in the air for a few moments, but before Alan could break the silence, Liz beat him to it.

"Why don't we sit?" She asked lightly, and moved to sit on the bed.

"What uh, what is going on?" Alan asked once he sat down next to her.

Alan watched as Liz closed her eyes, and take one deep breath. When she opened her eyes, she began.

"Look, this emotional stuff is just not my thing. For me, it was never really a part of any equation in my life. All of my relationships that I've ever had with others were nothing more than just pleasure. Even my relationship with Lord Constantine has no love in it, I just happen to be his favorite, which never really bothered me."

Where is she going with all of this? Alan asked himself as Liz turned away from him.

"Love as a whole is a rare sight among vampires, because relationships among us do not create families, nor do they create any kind of real bond. In fact, many even see having such relationships as a weakness that others can exploit. Not only that, many have used the emotions of others to their advantage."

Liz turned back to Alan. "What you share with your two girlfriends is rare. Sure, it may not be the normal monogamy that is normally associated with love, but, that doesn't make it any less significant. The week and a half that we've been together, I've watched you three share each other's pains, triumphs, emotions, and simply care for each other in ways that one doesn't see among vampires in general."

Liz turned away again. "Like I said, it never really bothered me. Until now, until I saw you three so wrapped together the way you are, and your lives intertwined on such a deep level that I found myself...wanting. Now that I see it right in front of me, real, and in a way that I can see and understand it, I find myself wishing that I had such a thing."

Liz turned to Alan one more time. "I know it's probably too late for me. I'll probably never find something so special as I am now. But, I also don't want to go the rest of my life without experiencing it at least once. Even if it's for just a handful of minutes, I want to know what it's like to share such a deep connection with someone else."

"So, is that something I can ask of you? Can I ask you to love me the way you do your two girlfriends for just a few minutes? Can I ask you to be the first person in my life who makes love to me, rather than just fucks me?" Liz finished, staring directly into Alan's eyes.

Alan was completely taken aback by Liz's speech, and couldn't even form words for several moments. Liz, showing patience that again surprised Alan, simply sat and stared at him, awaiting his response.

Alan's eyes fell a little, and he began. "Look, that's...not an easy thing to ask. I mean, love isn't really something that just appears and vanishes that quickly. It's something that goes deep, and can last a long time. So, I don't know if I can give you what you're looking for."

Alan raised his eyes to meet Liz's own. "But...I can do the best I can. I won't make any promises though. Everyone's vision of what love is is different from person to person. However, I'll do the best I can, if that's what you want."

Liz actually smiled at this. "That's all I'm asking for. I'm not expecting anything out of this. In fact, I hope nothing really does happen after this, because you and I are going to be walking very separate paths soon. Not only that, I'm not sure how your girlfriends will receive me."

"No, things will get too complicated if we get too involved with each other, especially since crazy things are about to happen soon. It would be best if nothing between us really develops." Liz concluded, then moved to stand directly in front of Alan.

She bent forward so that her face was inches from Alan's own, and the two of them could feel their breathing on one another, which had begun to pick up. Liz smiled, then closed the remaining gap, and kissed Alan.

Unlike last time, her lips were soft and gentle, and her kisses were light. Alan responded by kissing her back lightly as well, and their lips continued to brush lightly against one another as Liz's hands slowly traveled to Alan's cheeks, in an almost possessive manner. Liz then broke away, both of them now breathing much heavier.

"Even though you don't really mean it, I want to hear it anyway. I want you to tell me that you love me. Just for a few minutes, I want someone to tell me those words, words that I've never heard someone other than my family tell me my entire life." She nearly begged breathlessly.

Alan was taken aback by the request, though this only lasted for a few moments, and he smiled, his own hands traveling to her cheeks. "Liz...you're a beautiful woman, and...I love you." Alan felt bad that it wasn't completely true, and he usually reserved those words for the people that he does love. However, as Liz said, it was something she wanted to hear, even if it wasn't real.

Liz smiled widely, and her heart warmed upon hearing those words, despite the lack of meaning behind them. "Thank you." She whispered before she began kissing Alan once again, this time more deeply, and with more passion.

As they kissed, Liz began putting her weight on Alan, pushing him back. Alan, after a few moments, allowed himself to fall back on the bed that he had been sitting on. And as one, he and Liz collapsed on the bed together, with Liz settling herself on top of Alan.

Liz's hair fell on Alan's cheeks, tickling him slightly, and Alan's hands traveled from Liz's cheeks to her back, pulling her even closer to him and mashing their bodies together.

It was even better then Liz had imagined it to be. All of these years, and she had no idea that this kind of affection could feel this good. Then again, it was very hard to find someone like Alan in the world, who was capable of such affection. As she felt the hands travel to her back, she grinded herself more actively into Alan, as though trying to melt into his skin. She could also feel another rare emotion creeping up on her. Though she tried to fight it, she ultimately couldn't.

Alan broke the kiss upon feeling something warm and wet slide on to his cheeks. To his utter amazement, he saw that tears had formed in Liz's eyes.

"Wha, what's wrong?" Alan asked, concerned.

Liz wiped away the tears in her eyes. "It's...it's just upsetting that...I probably won't ever have a moment like this for the rest of my life."

"B-but-" But Liz cut Alan off with a finger.

"Don't start with that sympathetic 'you'll find someone someday' garbage. I admit it, I'm a damaged woman. Be it from the rape, or just how I've learned to live my life, I'm fully aware that I'm someone who doesn't have the proper capacity to love. In fact, I've spent most of my life aspiring to be alone, and I know it's too late for me."

"Just who would have me? Just who could love a near insane person like me? Not only that, but as I said, could I love that person back? Truly love them? Right here and now, I know that this will only last for a few minutes, and I'm only doing this with you because you are a very special person. I haven't even done this kind of thing with Lord Constantine, and he and I share the closest thing I'm capable of to a relationship."




The Loners Ch. 22



"It's like I said, love is rare among us vampires. Someone like you who has the capacity to love is rare as well, and for you to take the time to love me like this is rarer still. Lastly, you're one of the handful of people in this world that I actually feel something towards, as well as respect. So don't tell me that I'll find someone. This is real life, and in real life, not everyone gets to be happy."

Alan's eyes turned away from Liz. "I-"

"Shh. I told you before didn't I? I don't need pity, or sympathy. What I do need, is for you to love me like you said you would. Don't worry about me. I've been living this way my entire life until now, and I can continue to live it just like this, even if it's a little depressing. So, forget about my sorrow. Instead, replace that sorrow with joy, and let me enjoy this moment." Liz whispered as she finished, and Alan faced her again.

Alan nodded, causing Liz to smile, and she closed the distance and began kissing him once again. They kissed for several minutes before Liz broke the kiss and sat up completely. As she did, Alan's hands, which had been resting on her back, now fell to her sides.

Liz smiled, and without a word, grabbed Alan's hands, and slowly guided them to her breasts. Liz gave her breasts a good squeeze through Alan's hands before releasing them and allowing Alan to explore her breasts on his own. Liz purred as Alan's hands worked on her, all of which were soft and gentle movements.

Liz then snaked her hands to the bottom of Alan's shirt, and slowly began pushing upwards, lightly scratching the exposed skin, slightly tickling him. Alan did the same, and pushed his way past both Liz's shirt and her bra and rested his hands on Liz's soft mounds, causing Liz to let out a moan.

"So." Alan spoke up, catching Liz's attention, who was busy enjoying the hands that were softly caressing her.

"How do you like to be touched?" Alan asked.

Liz smiled at the question. "Normally, I like it rough, but what you're doing is just fine." Liz gently breathed out.

Liz found herself enjoying the slow exploration, and was grateful that Alan seemed to be letting her set their pace. Liz continued to run her hands along Alan's skin before she decided to move things forward. Liz reached down, and slowly pulled her shirt off, exposing her creamy skin underneath. Her shirt was followed by her bra, and both Alan's hands and her bra fell out of the way to expose her breasts to Alan's hungry eyes, which feasted on the mounds.

"They're beautiful." Alan breathed out.

Liz almost blushed at the compliment. "They're nothing compared to your girlfriends, and I know I'm on the small side in general."

Alan smiled. "No, they fit you well as a whole." Alan said as he reached out and began squeezing them again.

"And there is plenty for me to enjoy." Alan said as Liz both moaned and giggled.

"I've never had anyone really charm me like this before. It's...nice." Liz responded.

Alan, after a few more moments of gentle fondling, moved his hands so that he could sit up. Liz let out a sigh in anticipation as Alan's mouth closed in on her breasts.

Alan decided to take it slow, and lightly breathed on the breast that was inches from his face. In response to the warm breath, Alan saw the little nubbin that was already sticking out to tighten and harden a little more. Alan then closed the distance, and began licking the breast.

"Mmm, first time for this as well." Liz moaned as Alan licked her. Liz, however, got a little impatient which got the better of her, and her hands flew to the back of Alan's head, and attempted to press him into her breast. Alan got the message, and took the nipple that Liz was offering into his mouth, and began sucking on it. Liz's moans became louder in response.

"Ahh, that's nice." She sighed as Alan gently sucked on her. One of Alan's hands traveled to the other breast, not wanting to neglect it, and he began working that one as well. He also stepped up his game a little bit, and his hand focused on the nipple, gently pinching and squeezing it.

"Ooo, that's it, ooo, I like that!" Liz hissed lightly, her breasts never receiving this kind of attention before.

Liz bit her lower lip lightly from the sparks and heat that were emanating from the breasts that Alan was so gloriously working for her benefit. The feeling spread everywhere, but a good portion of it went south, and Liz felt her pussy pulse in response. She also felt something odd that she didn't expect, and that was pressure. It wasn't massive, but it was there.

"More! More!" Liz cooed as she thrusted her breast into Alan's mouth, and Alan responded by picking up his pace, both sucking on the breast he was sucking on a little hard, and tweaking the other breast with his hand with a little more force.

"Mmph. That's it! Keep going, don't stop!" Liz encouraged as the pressure began to build, close to reaching a releasing point. It began dawning on Alan at this point what might be happening, and made sure that he did not slow down.

"Aaaaahhhhh." Liz let out a long and loud sigh as small waves of pleasure coursed through her as she wiggled on top of Alan. Alan faithfully continued to work Liz's breaths until she separated his head from her breasts, and kissed him deeply, and with urgency.

"I...never...had...that...happen...before." Liz breathed, each word accompanied with a kiss, the mini orgasm increasing her desire rather than placating it.

"Did you really just cum?" Alan managed when Liz finally stopped kissing his lips, and was now kissing his face.

Liz broke away and nodded, her mouth hanging slightly open in hunger. "It was a small one, but yeah, I did just cum. I never imagined that I could cum from just having my breasts played with." She said quickly as she returned to kissing Alan's face.

"But...I...can't...wait...any...longer. Make love to me! Please!" Liz begged as she reached down to Alan's shirt and pulled it off. She tossed it aside before clawing at Alan's chest like a cat in heat, and returned to kissing his face.

Alan obliged her. Wrapping his arms around her back, he spun her around until she was now the one lying on the bed, and he was over her. Liz stared at him, flushed and breathless. Her eyes then followed Alan's hands which reached down to the waistband of Liz's pants. He hooked both her pants and panties underneath, and in one swoop, pulled them off with Liz's assistance.

Her breathing quickened as Alan stared at Liz's open legs, revealing that she was indeed ready, her pussy glistening with wetness. One of Liz's hands traveled down to appease the aching pussy while the other hand fondled one of her breasts, all while her eyes eagerly watched Alan's hands for their next move.

The hunger on Liz's face grew as Alan reached for his own pants, and pulled them off. Liz's eyes locked on to Alan's hard cock as soon as it sprang free, where they remained. Alan crawled over Liz, and bent down to kiss her lips, which Liz responded to with strong enthusiasm. This only lasted for a few moments before Liz broke the kiss.

"I, I can't wait any longer! I need you, now!" Liz panted as her eyes and one of her hands traveled to Alan's cock. She gently wrapped her hand around him, and pointed him to her very aching entrance. Liz also wrapped her legs around Alan's waist, as she pulled and tugged at him, desparately trying to get him inside her.

Alan responded, and eased himself forward until he felt his cock brush with Liz's wet lips. Liz rubbed the cock against her lips for a few moments before pointing it where it needed to go. Once she did, Alan pushed forward, and felt Liz's lips yield to his cock, granting him entrance.

"Yessss!!!" Liz hissed as soon as she felt Alan's cock inside of her. She didn't know why, but for some reason, at this very moment, Alan's cock was the best thing she had ever felt.

Alan took his time, watching Liz's expressions as he slowly pushed deeper and deeper inside of her. Her eyes were closed and her head was turned to the side. She was also breathing a mix of sighs and moans as he penetrated her until, at long last, Alan buried himself inside of her completely.

Alan remained still, savoring the feeling of the tight and wet lips that were wrapped around his cock, as he watched Liz do the same.

This was another unusual moment for Liz. Normally, she'd want the cock pounding away inside of her. But not here. Here, she found the feeling of being full like this to be an exciting one, and she savored it. Liz opened her eyes and turned to Alan, whose face was hovering just above hers. Unable to resist, Liz lifted her head and meet Alan's lips, kissing him with all of the love and passion that she could muster as her hands flew to Alan's back, pulling him closer to her.

"I love it! I love it soo much! Just the feeling of you inside me like this, it's incredible!" Liz panted in between kisses. She then broke the kiss.

"Now, make love to me! Love me like I am loving you right now. God, I love you so much right now!" Liz breathed out.

Alan lightly kissed her lips. "And I love you too, Liz." Alan whispered to her before he began his movement. Slowly and gently, he moved himself in and out of Liz, who closed her eyes again, savoring the different but extremely pleasurable sensations that the slow moving cock gave her.

"Yes! Now I know, now I feel complete! I now know what it really can feel like to be loved! Now I know what it's like to make love! Oh God, it's so good! It's-it's the best I've ever had! Love me! Love me!" Liz cried out as Alan continued to slowly thrust himself in and out of her.

Alan continued at his slow pace. However, the intense moment, combined with the intense sensation, caused both Alan and Liz to reach their peaks, despite the slow movement.

"Oh God! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum all over that loving cock of yours!" Liz shouted.

"I-I'm right with you." Alan breathed out.

"Yes!" Liz ecstatically cried out. "Perfect! Let's cum together! Let's share our pleasure and love together! Cum with me! Shoot all of your cum deep inside me while I cum on your cock! Yes! Yes! Yesssssssssss!!" Liz hissed as the pleasure inside her was unleashed, and she began to shake and twitched as her orgasm overtook her.

As promised, Alan was right behind her, and as Liz's pussy began to flex and grip his cock as her pleasure crashed through her, his own orgasm began. Alan let out a deep groan and he buried himself as far as he could go, and he felt his cock harden and shoot all of his cum deep into Liz's pulsing pussy.

When their powerful orgasms subsided, they both collapsed, and were breathing heavily. For several moments, there was no movement except for their heavy breathing until Liz spun them around so that Alan was now lying on his back, and Liz was on top of him. She draped both an arm and a leg possessively over him, and it was here that she realized what she was doing.

Liz giggled. "Look at me, snuggling and holding you like this as though I'm some teenager that just discovered sex for the first time." She said as she rested a head on Alan's shoulder.

Alan began petting Liz's head, causing her to purr. "No, you discovered love for the first time." Alan corrected.

"Yeah...I guess I did. Mmm, this is nice." Liz breathed out, as she rested herself on Alan.

They remained like that for several moments, until Alan felt Liz shake, and heard a quiet sob.

"What's wrong?" Alan asked.

"I just...I just wish this could continue between us now. But...it can't..." Liz said, fighting back her tears.

"Even if your girlfriends would be willing to accept me, I still belong to Lord Constantine, and he would not accept this. Not only that, I'm not at a point in my life where I can look for love like this. But maybe, someday, if I become a Lord, I could. But, it also saddens me that we cannot continue past these few moments."

Alan had no words for her, which is exactly what she wanted. Though when she looked up, she could see the protest on his face. Liz then laid back down on his chest.

"Stop worrying about me. This will be a special moment that I will treasure for the rest of my life, and I will never regret it. Besides, despite how I've been acting through all of this, I'm still a strong woman. I can handle it, it's just that this experience has kind of gotten to me on a lot of levels."

"This was special for me as well. How about this though, if everything works out, and it becomes possible and you still want to, how about we get together again, for good? I mean, I can't promise anything, but maybe, Katie and Rachel will be willing to accept you as well."

Liz lifted her head and stared into Alan's eyes. "Really?" She asked.

Alan smiled and nodded. "Really. You've shown me that you are a special woman who does have the capacity to love, and to be honest, you kind of have a place in my heart now."

Liz returned the smile, and laid back down on Alan's chest. "I suppose we can dream. But for right now, I just want you to hold and pet me just like you're doing. Just for a little bit longer."

*****

"So...what...do...you...want...to...do...this...time?" Rachel asked in between kissing Katie's luscious and wet lips.

Katie broke the kisses, and went into thought. "Hmm...I'm in the mood for something a little more tender and intimate. How about we have our pussies meet up again? We really didn't get to truly enjoy it last time. This time, I want to savor the feeling."

Rachel smiled. "Sounds good to me. And I don't know about you, but I most certainly enjoyed it last time."

"I didn't say that I didn't enjoy it. I said that we really didn't get a chance to truly enjoy it. I mean, it started and ended so fast that-"

"I know what you mean. I was just teasing you. I definitely want us to take our time this time around." Rachel said, cutting Katie off.

"Bitch." Katie responded with a smile, and met Rachel's lips again for a string of kisses before Katie broke away.

"However, I don't want us to take our time getting there. My pussy is getting wet already just from the thought of having the chance to kiss yours again. So how about we just get right to the good part?" Katie asked.

"Fine with me." Rachel replied.

The girls easily dispensed with their clothes, and as soon as the last of their clothes vanished, the two girls faced each other and began kissing each other again, mashing their breasts together.

"Mmm, now that I think about it, our boobs haven't really met each other either yet, have they?" Katie asked in a seductive voice, rubbing her breasts against Rachel's.

"No, they haven't. But if you want to take the time to introduce them to each other, I'm most certainly up for that. Your boobs do feel good." Rachel whispered back.

Katie's hands went to Rachel's breasts, and she began to squeeze and rub them against her own. Rachel, in turn, did the same to Katie's breasts. Although it didn't do much in terms of physical sensation, both girls did enjoy the moment itself as they took the time to really introduce their bodies to each other.

"Mmm, this is fun, but I think that's enough." Katie purred, releasing Rachel's breasts.

Rachel, however, didn't. Instead, she began to pinch Katie's nipples, which caused Katie to gasp.

"But I wasn't finished yet. I love your boobs too much to just give up on them that easily." Rachel said with a devious smile.

Katie giggled. "You're bad. And I love your boobs as well, but my pussy is just aching to kiss yours."

"I guess you're right about that. Mine is aching now as well." Rachel relented, releasing Katie's breasts. However, Katie's hands then shot to Rachel's breasts, and began pinching her nipples.

Rachel squealed lightly in surprise. "Hey!" Rachel giggled.

"C'mon. You didn't think that I would just let that go without paying you back, did you?" Katie said, triumph in her voice.

"You know, it's odd. I said I wanted to do something more intimate and tender, but instead, we're standing here playing games with one another." Katie remarked, releasing Rachel's breasts.

Rachel shrugged. "What could be more tender and intimate than two people just plainly having fun with one another with no worry or concern? But, I know what you mean. Sorry, I was just in a kind of a playful mood."

Katie shook her head. "No, it's fine. Besides, you did make a good point."

"Maybe. But now that you mentioned it, I'm actually more in the mood for what you had in mind." Rachel whispered, closing the distance, and began to kiss Katie once again. This time, the kisses were deeper and more tender.

Katie hummed into Rachel's mouth. "Now this is what I'm talking about. It's been a while since we've done something slow, gentle, and loving." Katie breathed out when she broke the kisses.

"Yes it has." Rachel agreed. Taking Katie's hand, Rachel led Katie to the bed.

Instead of falling or letting Rachel fall to the bed, Katie spun Rachel around, and pulled her in for another set of kisses. Only then did Katie allow them to slowly fall on the bed, on their sides, with their lips locked.

After several moments of deep kisses, along with heavy petting, Rachel broke the kisses.

"Mmm, what do you say we get started? I really can't ignore my lonely, protesting pussy for much longer." Rachel breathlessly whispered in a seductive voice.

Katie gave Rachel's lips one last peck. "Oh yeah. I'm looking forward to this. And my pussy is especially looking forward to this." Katie whispered back.

The girls shifted on the bed until they found a comfortable position they could work with. They found it at last, with Katie lying down on her back, and Rachel holding herself up on her arms, and their legs intertwined with each other's bodies.

They also had not made contact with one another just yet, both of them silently agreeing that the moment would come when they were ready to begin, and now they were.

Rachel smiled when she found that she could work with the position she was in.

"Ready?" Rachel asked Katie, who was simply staring at where they were almost touching one another.

Katie breathlessly nodded, and Rachel shifted herself closer and closer.

Rachel decided to move agonizingly slow, because like Katie, she wanted to savor every moment, as well as be a tease. As Rachel shifted closer, she felt the heat of Katie's pussy, increasing her own desire. Then, at long last, the two pussies made contact, and both girls sighed.

For a few moments, neither of them moved, allowing them to relish in the heat and wetness that they were sharing with each other. After a few moments, however, Rachel began shifting her hips, and the electric contact between the girls began.

Both girls began moaning as they rubbed their pussies together.

"Mmm, soo good. Your pussy feels soo nice against mine! Soo good!" Katie moaned.

"Oh yeah. This is even better than the first time we did this. The first time I could feel the dildo inside me. But this time, there is nothing but your delicious, wet pussy. And it's much better." Rachel moaned back.

"You know, ah, I just had a thought." Katie said in between moans.

"Mmm, what?"

"If we make our pussies cum on each other, I definitely am going to have to feast on that."

"Ohhh God." Rachel shuddered pleasurably at the thought. That was probably going to be delicious.

Katie took command at that point. "You like that, don't you? You like the thought of our pussies cumming all over each other, covering them with all of our tasty girl cum mixed together don't you?" Katie breathed out.

"Yes!"

"Mmm, ah. I bet it will taste sooo good! Fuck, one of the best things we've ever tasted, ah, don't you think?"

"Mmph, you know, we're going to have to find a way, shiit, to mix in our cum along with Alan's, and have, fuck, a field day with that, ahhh" Rachel moaned. Now it was Katie's turn to shudder pleasurably at the thought.




The Loners Ch. 22



Rachel immediately turned the table on Katie. "Now, ah, that's a thought. All three of our cum, ah, all nice and mixed together for you and I to lick up. Fuck. God your pussy feels soo good! I bet your starting to love cum as I do, aren't you?"

"Yes! The more I get it, ah, the more I want it! I love cum! God, now I know why you said you'd want to bathe yourself in it! Fuck, I wish I could bathe myself in cum now too!"

The shared thoughts had caused Rachel to pick up her pace, and the moans of pleasure, as well as the sparks between them increased.

"Fuck, soo good! God, this is sooo hot!" Katie cried out.

"Fuck yeah! Especially is so nice, warm, and wet for me! I love it! I love having your cum all over my pussy!" Rachel responded, her voice rising as well.

Katie grabbed her own breasts and began squeezing them, and closed her eyes. "So fucking sexy! So fucking hot! Sweet Jesus, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum so hard for you!"

"Oh yeah! Go ahead baby, cum all over my pussy! Cover my pussy with your girl cream! I'll be right behind you!" Rachel cried out, one of her hands flying to her clit so that she could catch up.

"AAAHHH GOD YESSSS!!!!" Rachel cried out first, who had worked herself so furiously that she had beaten Katie to the heights of pleasure.

Katie opened her eyes, surprised that Rachel had beat her. She didn't, however, let her surprise last for long. Since Rachel was in the throes of pleasure at the moment, it was up to Katie to keep things going and keep Rachel high on the train of pleasure.

Katie continued to grind herself against Rachel as Rachel shook, and Katie's eyes closed again as she felt all of Rachel's cum pour on to her pussy, drenching it.

"Yes! I can feel it! I can feel you drowning my pussy with your cum! I love it! Ssssoooo FUUUUCKKING GOOOOODDD!!!!" Katie hissed as her own waves of pleasure began.

Rachel, who was coming down now took charge as she both heard and felt Katie's pleasure begin. Though tired from her own orgasm, Rachel kept up her pace as best as she could, determined to ride Katie on her orgasm as long as she could, as well as to collect as much of Katie's cum as her pussy could collect.

Finally, when Rachel saw Katie collapse, Rachel allowed herself to fall backward, breathing heavy, though their twitching pussies were still pressed against each other.

"Mmm, that was...fucking awesome." Katie sighed.

"Yeah." Rachel breathed out, reaching down to the two pussies that were pressed together, curious as to how wet they were.

Katie gasped as soon as she felt the fingers, and twitched slightly.

"Hey, what are you doing down there?" Katie giggled as she raised her head.

"I was curious as to how much cum there was down here, and I was right. There is a lot!" Rachel breathed out excitedly, pulling out two fingers that were coated with juices. She slurped on them, purring as she did so.

Katie laid back down. "How does it taste?" Katie asked.

"What do you think? We fucking taste good." Rachel responded.

Now it was Katie's turn to reach down between the two of them, and Rachel let out a squeal as soon as Katie's fingers brushed her pussy.

"H-hey, gentle down there!" Rachel said playfully, raising her head in time to see Katie slurp on her fingers.

"Mmm, you're right, this is good. And I was being gentle!" Katie playfully pouted back.

"Oh really? You call this being gentle?" Rachel asked as her fingers went back down, and rubbed Katie's pussy more discreetly, brushing near Katie's clit.

Katie wiggled and yelped out in response. "I didn't do that!" Katie protested as she reached down and gave Rachel the same treatment.

Rachel gasped and twitched, and the two girls giggled back and forth as they teased each other's sensitive pussies.

"Okay, okay, stop! I can't take anymore!" Katie cried out after a few minutes of fun, laying down on the bed again.

"Yes! I win! Time to claim my prize." Rachel said as she moved.

"Well, I guess it's not much of a prize if I offer you my pussy as well." Rachel said, with her face now inches from Katie's very wet pussy, while her own was inches from Katie's face.

"Mmm, I'm up for a feast." Katie breathed out.

"But, since I win, I get to go first." Rachel said.

"Awww, that's not...eeek!" Katie yelped out as Rachel's tongue made contact with her pussy.

Rachel was merciful, and only gave Katie two or three good licks. She also made sure that some of the juices remained on her lips to kiss Katie with.

"Okay, you can-aahh!!" Rachel squealed as Katie began licking her pussy.

"Y-you d-don't waaste a-any time, do you?" Rachel stammered as she twitched from Katie's licks.

Like Rachel, Katie showed mercy, and only took two or three good licks.

"Mmm, delicious. And no offense, but I couldn't resist the deliciousness in front of me much longer."

"I guess that's understandable." Rachel agreed as she shifted so that she was now above Katie.

"And now for the grand finale. Cool, it also looks like you saved some for me." Rachel remarked when she saw Katie's lips glistening.

"Of course, I'm all about swapping our cum between us." Katie responded as Rachel descended, and the two kissed each other lovingly.

"I wonder how Alan made out." Katie wondered out loud after several deep kisses with Rachel, both girls now clean of cum. Well, on their faces, anyways.

"Well, let's clean ourselves up and find out. I think I'm ready for a more proper cleaning now anyways." Rachel offered.

"Mmm, sounds good to me."



The Loners Ch. 23



At last, I have finished the final chapter. Now that means I can release these next few chapters ahead of the normal schedule.

Enjoy, and I'm also curious on how this chapter in particular is received. 

*****

Rachel and Katie emerged in the main lobby, all nice and clean, to find no one there.

"Hm, I wonder if we beat them this time?" Katie asked.

Rachel shrugged. "Who knows? I'm going to step outside, care to join me?"

"Sure, it's a nice day outside, and I haven't been able to enjoy the sun in a while." Katie responded.

Both girls stepped outside, to find Alan outside randomly swinging his sword, and Liz observing him.

"Never mind, you guys did finish first." Katie remarked, catching both Alan and Liz's attention.

"What are you guys doing?" Rachel asked.

Liz turned her eyes back to Alan as Alan spoke. "Nothing else to do really. I'm just practicing some stances and movements, and Liz decided to observe."

Liz huffed. "He's lucky that's all I'm doing. I would have kicked his ass twice over already for his sloppy work."

Katie let out a somewhat awkward laugh, while Rachel brushed off the comment.

"So, did you have a good time?" Rachel asked.

Alan stopped, and went into brief thought, causing both Katie and Rachel to stare at him curiously.

"I'm outta here." Liz said suddenly, standing. "Again, I told him not to say too much, and I don't want to be caught up in the middle of your sex conversations." Liz finished as she turned and walked inside.

Katie's eyes followed Liz. "What is her deal?" Katie wondered.

"She's..." Alan began, but stopped himself. Rachel held a little suspicion in her eyes as Katie turned to Alan.

"Did something...significant happen?" Rachel asked.

"...you could say that." Alan answered. "B-but, it's not that big of a deal. I mean, things went a little differently this time and..."

"Relax. I'm not going to blow you up. I'm just puzzled about how she keeps making you keep her secrets. I was under the impression that she's the type who doesn't really have any secrets." Rachel said upon seeing the panic on Alan's face.

"Well, I don't know if I like it. I mean, just what is going on? I think as the people closest to him, we have a right to know what's going on. Especially if it concerns him." Katie said to Rachel.

Rachel turned to Katie. "Katie, you know Alan isn't going to intentionally hurt us, right? Let's be honest, the fact that he's keeping her secrets safe even from us is a good thing. He's true to his word, and we should respect that."

Katie pouted, but accepted it. "Doesn't mean I have to like it."

Rachel turned back to Alan, then an idea suddenly clicked in her mind. "Well, I'm going to leave the two of you alone."

"Huh?" This came from Alan as Rachel turned to Katie, and gave her a wink before turning back to Alan.

"Katie asked for some alone time with you, so I'll go ahead and get out of your way." Rachel said as she turned and went inside.

Alan and Katie stared at each other for a few moments, with Katie looking unsure of herself.

"Well, what's up?" Alan asked, curious and concerned.

"Umm...how about we find a room first?" Katie suggested.

"Ah. Now that I think about it, we've never had a time just for us have we?"

"It's not that...I actually...want to talk to you about something. Something important." Katie said as she turned and went inside, followed by Alan.

Katie led the way to one of the rooms, and Katie shut the door behind Alan.

"What's wrong?" Alan asked.

"Let's...sit down first." Katie suggested, as she moved and sat on the bed in the room. Alan sat next to her.

Alan watched as Katie stared at the floor for several moments.

"What is it? Whatever it is really seems to be bothering you right now." Alan said.

"Well...I'm just...not sure how to begin. Alan...what do you plan to do?"

Alan raised an eyebrow as Katie turned to him.

"Do you...still intend on getting revenge on Caleb?" Katie asked.

Now Alan was the one who turned away. "He killed my family, Katie. I refuse to let him get away with that without doing something about it." Alan answered, his voice going a bit cold.

"I see." Katie said, now turning away from Alan.

"I just, I'm worried about you. And so is Rachel, we both are worried about you."

"Why?"

"I think you know."

The answer caused Alan to turn to Katie, who continued.

"I'm not blind. I saw you, when you fought that Lord. You were...terrifying. Honestly, and truly terrifying. I was...afraid of you."

"But-"

"Let me finish, please?" Katie cut Alan off, and took a deep breath before she spoke again.

"To be honest, and I know I can't really ask this of you. But, I'd like you to stop this quest for vengeance. I'm not saying that you shouldn't fight. Even I realize that you and Rachel both will have to fight more for us to be able to live in peace. I can accept that. But, what I can't really accept is for you to carry so much hate. If you're forced to kill, I'd rather you do so keeping us in mind, rather than your own anger."

"That's not-"

"Don't lie to me, Alan. I saw it on your face as clear as day after your fight with the Lord ended, and we all gathered around Rachel. Tell me, what truly was going through your mind as you fought that Lord huh? Tell me." Katie demanded, facing Alan. 

Alan remained silent, giving Katie her answer. Katie turned away from him again.

"That's what I mean. Think about the promises you broke to us when you asked to be turned. That hurt, Alan, when you told me that you didn't want to father my child anymore like you promised. It hurt when you choose your hate over starting a family with me and Rachel."

"I just-"

"I know what he did hurt as well. That's why I didn't lash out or fight you when you made your decision. That's why I'm not going to try and force you to stop. If I was in your shoes, I probably would want to do something about what happened as well, like you did."

Katie then turned to Alan. "But, what I will ask of you is that you don't forget about Rachel and myself. I'm asking you to remember the two people in the world who care about you and don't want to see you go down an ugly path, one that Rachel is all to familiar with. You haven't forgotten about how she got here, have you? What she went through?"'

"Of course I haven't!" Alan suddenly lashed out, surprising Katie. "I can't believe this! You're acting as though I'm just completely brushing you two aside. Don't you understand that you and Rachel are the only people left in the world that I care about!?"

"Really? Where was all of that concern of yours when Rachel was struck down!? Where was that concern when Rachel and I begged you to reconsider being turned into a vampire!? Where the fuck was you care and concern then!?" Katie shouted back.

"I'm doing what I have to so we can live! If I had tried to rush to Rachel's side after she was struck down, Lord Hector would have come after me in my moment of weakness! If I hadn't been turned, then we wouldn't have escaped Lord Hector! Are you that fucking blind that you don't see these things are necessary!? Our lives are at stake, and I can't afford to be kind about it!"

"Fine! Maybe you're right about those incidents, but I'm not wrong either! Did you really have us in mind when you made those decisions!? Were you really thinking about us when you asked to be turned!? Were you really thinking about how Lord Hector could ambush you in your 'moment of weakness' as you put it!? Stop dodging and tell me the fucking truth!"

Alan again said nothing.

"You see! You can't even answer my question because you know I'm right! Fine, the actions you took may have been necessary for our survival. But, at the same time, that's not what you were thinking about. You instead were thinking about how best to quell your own anger! Tell me! Just what was going through your mind Alan!? I want to hear it from you!"

"Fine! You're right! That's exactly what I was thinking! Happy now!?"

Both Katie and Alan were mere inches from one another, each of them staring each other down, anger in their eyes.

Katie softened up first. "Look, I'm not saying these things to upset you. I'm just worried about you. I don't want your hate to become the most important thing to you, even more important than Rachel and I."

"How can you say that!? You and Rachel are-"

"You just said it yourself, didn't you? You forgot about us, and only remembered your anger."

"I was in the middle of a fight for my life! I just found out that my family was killed! How did you think I was going to react!?"

"I know that! I'm not asking you to cast aside your hate and emotions permanently. What I am asking is that you take the time to think about us! For example, will going out and killing Lord Caleb really solve our problems? Or is that just to quell your hate?"

Alan again said nothing, and the room went silent for several moments. Finally, Alan spoke up.

"Fine. The first thought that came to mind is to pay that bastard back for what he did. At the same time though, if Lord Constantine intends for me to become a Lord in Caleb's place, that will help ensure our safety."

Katie slowly wrapped her arms around Alan. "That's an answer I can accept. If that's your true goal, then I can accept whatever it is that you do. That's all I'm asking for, for you to keep Rachel and I in your thoughts, okay?"

Alan held Katie in turn. "I-I'm sorry."

"Don't be. We, we all make mistakes. We do things we shouldn't for the wrong reasons. We also needed this argument. We really haven't made such big decisions between the three of us recently, have we? You, Rachel, and even myself keep trying to shoulder our burdens alone for the sake of us as a whole. But, that's also hurting us, just as this issue was hurting us." Katie finished.

Katie held Alan tightly, glad that deep down, he still cared. He hadn't forgotten about them yet. Though she didn't turn him away from his anger completely, she could at least breathe a little easier know that she helped point him in the right direction. One small step at a time, she told herself.

"You know, you were right about what you said earlier, though." Katie broke the silence that had settled.

"What?"

Katie raised her head to meet Alan's eyes. "We've never been alone...with just the two of us."

With that, Katie closed the distance, and tenderly kissed Alan's lips.

"Just don't change." Katie whispered in between kisses. "No matter what happens, always remain the Alan Brooks that both Rachel and I fell in love with."

"I-" Alan tried to speak, but Katie silenced him with a finger to his lips.

"Just keep loving us. As long as you do that, I believe that you'll make the right decisions. And don't forget, Rachel and I are here for you, just as you are here for us." Katie finished, brushing her lips with Alan's.

Katie and Alan held each other tightly as they kissed, both of them drowning in the rising passion. This was, after all, their first time alone, and they were both equally determined to make the most of it.

As they kissed, Katie's hands grabbed Alan's own hands and guided them to her breasts, leaving them to their own devices as her hands then traveled to Alan's crotched to rub the growing hardness that was there.

Katie also began more actively pressing her body against Alan's. Not with urgency, but with intimacy.

Alan then began to take charge, broke the kisses, and lightly pushed Katie down on the bed as Katie beamed.

Alan snake his hands underneath Katie's shirt as he slowly fell on top of her, and reached her bare mounds under her bra with his hands as their lips met once again. Katie's hands, in turn, wrapped around Alan's back, pulling him closer to her.

Alan broke away from Katie's lips, his hands still fondling her breasts, as Alan began kissing Katie's face and neck.

Katie purred as he did so, and decided that it was time for the clothing to start going away.

Her hands reached down to pull at Alan's shirt. Alan got the message, and sat up. Katie did so as well, and Alan raised his hands so that Katie could pull of his shirt. She tossed it aside, smiling as she did so.

Katie's hands then began clawing lightly at Alan's skin, causing Alan to wiggle slightly at the tickling sensation. Alan didn't give Katie a long time to continue before he reached down for her shirt, and now it was Katie who raised her hands as Alan pulled Katie's shirt off.

Alan then surprised Katie, who began to run his hands down her sides rather than reach to remove the bra that was still present. Alan surprised her further when he suddenly leaned forward and planted his face directly into the generous cleavage that was present, and began licking her in between her mounds.

"Ooo, we're in quite the mood, aren't we?" Katie cooed as her hands held the back of Alan's head.

Alan broke away from the soft flesh. "Sorry, they just looked so good that I had to bury myself in them for a moment." Alan replied.

Katie giggled. "That's fine by me. However, what they really need is a good sucking right now, if you don't mind."

Alan reached behind Katie for the clasp to her bra. "I guess I can live with that." He said as he unhooked the bra, allowing Katie's breasts the freedom they wanted.

Alan didn't waste any time, and dived right back in, going for one of the hard nipples that were poking out, and began sucking on it.

"Ooo, now that's better." Katie whispered, slightly short of breath.

Alan worked Katie's breasts like he had Liz, to see if he could get Katie to have a mini orgasm like Liz did. Despite his best efforts, and Katie's moans and purrs of approval, it didn't seem like he was getting anywhere.

Katie noticed the extra attention Alan was giving her. "Alan, dear, just what are you doing?" Katie panted slightly.

Alan reluctantly broke away from the soft flesh. "Well...I was able to make Liz cum through her breasts, I was curious if I could do the same to you."

Katie smiled at Alan. "That's sweet that you thought of that. I'm sorry to say though, I don't think that works for me. But, on the bright side, you are driving me nuts over here. And I've got something else you can work on too." Katie offered, running a hand on her crotch.

"This baby right here is begging for that same tongue that you've been spoiling my boobs with. Would you like to work on this instead?" Katie asked in a seductive whisper.

Alan reached down to Katie's pants. "Delighted." He said, and began pulling Katie's pants off. As he did, he saw the clearly damp spot on Katie's panties, confirming what Katie had said.

"See? Look how wet you've made me. All that work you did has my poor pussy begging to be touched and licked." Katie whispered, a touch of a cute whining in her voice.

"Well, we can't have that, can we? I'd better not keep it waiting any longer." Alan responded as he pulled Katie's panties off, revealing an angry, red, and glistening pussy.

Sensing that Katie no longer needed any warm ups, Alan dived right in, and gave the red pussy a full lick.

"Yesss!" Katie hissed as Alan's tongue made contact. "God that feels good!" Katie cried out in pleasure as she fell back on the bed.

"Yes, yes! Eat that pussy. God, I need you to eat the fucking shit out of me!" Katie begged, causing Alan to attack Katie's protruding clit.

"Fuck yeah! Right for my clitty! That's it! You want me to cum? Then do it! Make me cum! Make me cum all over your face with that wonderful tongue of yours!" Katie cried out in wake of her building pleasure.

Alan decided to raise the stakes, and Katie gasped as she felt a finger pressing at her lips.

"Yes! Fuck me with your fingers! Do it! Jam them inside me! Hurry!"

Alan did so, managing to get two fingers inside of Katie. Once they were in, he began pumping them.

"Wait! Wait! Not there, not like that!" Katie shouted, causing Alan to stop completely and look up to Katie.

She was panting, flushed, and sweating. "That's right, you've never really fingered us have you? Here, curl your fingers upward and rub the roof of my pussy. And for God's sake, don't fucking stop!" The words emerged from Katie rapidly.

Alan obeyed and returned to work, and did as Katie instructed.

"A little farther in. No, no, a little farther out, now a little to the left and, YES! RIGHT THERE, STROKE RIGHT THERE!" Katie growled as Alan's fingers hit the correct spot.

Katie's legs could no longer remain still, and she twisted and bended between both the sensations Alan was giving her clit as well as his fingers stroking just the right spot inside of her.

"YES! RIGHT FUCKING THERE!YESYESAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHSWEEEEETTTTJJEEESSSUUUSSSS!!!!!"

The words came out of Katie all at once as she lost complete control of herself, and mind numbing pleasure blew throughout her being.

Alan never stopped his licking, though his fingers did stop moving because Katie's pussy was gripping them so hard that he couldn't move them. He almost thought that maybe she was going to snap them right off.

As Katie came down, Alan slowed down as well, riding her out for as long as he could until he finally stopped, and he slowly withdrew to observe his handiwork.

Katie collapsed completely, heaving. After a few moments of recovering, she sat up, and suddenly reached for Alan's pants before he could react.

"I need you to fuck me! Right now! Oh God I need it so bad!" Katie said quickly as she nearly ripped Alan's pants off, which fell to his waist, exposing his manhood. Katie reached for it and began tugging at it.

"I need this in me! Please Alan, hurry! Don't make me wait!" Katie begged.

Alan obliged. He kicked his pants off completely, and moved so that he was hovering over Katie, all while Katie held on to his cock, constantly pointing him at her wet entrance.

"Oh God Yes!" Katie cried out triumphantly once Alan's cock began pushing at her pussy, entering her. Alan found both the heat and wetness to be immense, and although a bit puzzled by Katie's sudden need, he just simply went with it.

"Fuck me! Fuck me good!" Katie begged once Alan was all the way in, wrapping her arms around Alan as she held on for dear life.

Alan began thrusting himself in and out of the hot tunnel.

"Oh for God's sake! Fuck me like you mean it! Pound the shit out of me!" Katie begged. Alan picked up his pace in response, unleashing torrents of moans and cries from Katie.

"That's it! Ah, fuck me! Fuck my brains out! Sweet Jesus your cock feels so fucking good!" Katie cried out as she planted quick kisses on Alan's face.

Alan faithfully continued to fuck Katie in the way that she begged, and was starting to become both surprised and impressed that she was taking it. He soon began to wonder if he would tire out before she did, especially when he felt his orgasm approaching.

Katie saw the change in Alan's face, and recognized it. "Yes! Cum for me baby! Pour all of your cum inside my pussy! God, I want it! No, I need it! Please! Cum deep inside me baby!" Katie shouted as one of her hands flew to her clit and began rubbing it furiously.

Spurned on by Katie's words, Alan pounded away at Katie for all he was worth, and it wasn't long before he hit his peak, and let out a long groan.

"Yes! Give it to me, give me all of that cum! I love it!" Katie cried out as she felt Alan's cock shooting it's warm, sticky loads deep inside her.

Spent for the moment, Alan fell forward, holding himself up with his hands. He saw, to his amazement, that Katie was still working herself. Though, based on the expression on her face, she didn't look like she had much longer to go.

Alan was correct, which he saw once Katie's face screwed into one of pure bliss. Katie threw her head back, and twisted in pleasure. Alan also felt Katie's pussy clamp down on his still hard cock several times before Katie went limp, and she let out a deep and long sigh.




The Loners Ch. 23



"F-fuck that was...fucking outstanding." Katie panted.

"Y-yeah...you tired me out..." Alan breathed out.

"I...I'm sorry...I wanted this to a more...intimate moment. But, I-I just couldn't help it. In between you going crazy on my boobs and then the way you ate me out, I just couldn't hold myself back."

"It's alright. I'm sure we'll have time for more romantic sessions later." Alan returned, and Katie smiled.

"Yeah...but that was...whew! I'm beat after that." Katie giggled. Alan had a small laugh himself.

"Yeah...you're not kidding." Alan said as he allowed himself to fall next to Katie, sliding out of her. Katie sighed as he did so, then turned to face him, and threw an arm possessively over him as she rested her head on his chest. Alan absent mindedly began to pet her head.

"Mmm...now this is nice." Katie murmured.

Alan laughed a little, causing Katie to look up at him.

"What?" Katie asked.

"Sorry. It's just that...never mind."

"What?" Katie pressed.

"Well..."

"It has something to do with Liz, doesn't it?" Katie asked.

"Yeah...sorry." Alan nodded.

"Did you and her...cuddle like this?" Katie asked. Alan, surprised by the question, remained silent, not sure how to answer. Alan's hesitation, however, gave Katie her answer.

"I thought that she wasn't the affectionate type." Katie stated.

"No...she isn't...not normally anyways..."

"Is she trying to steal you away from us?" Katie asked.

"No, nothing like that." Alan answered quickly. "It's just..."

"It's okay. You're a faithful person. I'm not going to press you to break your promise. Rachel's right, and I know I can trust you. If you say she's not trying to steal you from us, then that's exactly what the truth is. I mean, I really don't have any right to complain anyway, since I told you to go fuck her the second time." Katie rested her head on Alan's chest again.

Katie then suddenly giggled, and Alan let out a laugh.

"Now you're the one who's randomly laughing, can I ask about what?"

"Well, I just thought about how much Rachel is going to love hearing about this crazy little session we just had."

Alan thought about that. "Yeah, she's probably going to beg me to do the same to her."

"Mmmhmm, especially when she finds out that you've gotten even better at eating pussy than before. I'm also wondering what she is doing right now."

"I'm sure she's making the most of things."

*****

Rachel decided upon entering the lobby was to try and find Liz. Maybe, with a little luck and some prodding, Rachel could get Liz to share some of what's going on. Her eyes scanned the lobby, and saw no sign of Liz anywhere.

Well, now that she thought about it, Rachel really has never fully explored this place, and after living in it for the past week and a half. She was curious on what forms of entertainment this place had. Rachel wandered aimlessly around for a little bit, but didn't have to go far.

Rachel saw, which both did and didn't surprise her, was that there was a rather large and elaborate bar, with stocks and stocks of alcohol of all kinds. All of these were contained in large refrigerators with see through glass. Even more interesting was the various other items that were also displayed in this bar.

Bowls, bongs, and bags of weed were on display as well, though from Rachel could see, nothing else was present.

'Geez, I wonder what kind of insanity takes place here?' Rachel thought to herself. 'Well, considering the toys Lord Constantine got us when we went to the undead camp, I guess this shouldn't be that much of a surprise.'

The other interesting thing that Rachel spotted was Liz, who had a large full glass of whatever it was she was drinking in front of her, and was standing behind the bar.

Rachel approached the bar, with Liz noticing her as she got close.

"This is quite an impressive display." Rachel commented on the bar.

Liz shrugged. "Lord Constantine knows how to have a good time, and knows how to play a good host."

"I don't know, with all of these items here, I'm sure that sometimes things can get out of control." Rachel said as she sat on one of the bar stools.

"That's why Lord Constantine has designated bouncers whenever he has guests here. I myself have performed this task many times. Not only that, but anyone who dares to insult or disrupts Lord Constantine's home, especially when he is present, is not taken lightly. His wrath is swift and sure." Liz responded, taking a drink from her glass.

"I'm kind of surprised. I was kind of under the impression that you didn't drink, unless I was mistaken?" Rachel asked lightly.

"No, you weren't mistaken. I normally don't drink."

"Mind if I ask what the occasion is?" Rachel asked.

Liz stared at Rachel for a few moments before speaking. "It's not your concern." Liz responded coldly, taking another drink.

Rachel let it go. "Mind if I join you?" Rachel asked next.

"Do what you want."

"So, what are you drinking?"

"Jack and coke."

"How strong?"

"Strong."

"Is it alright if you make me one? I'll make it myself if you don't want to."

"I'll do it." Liz answered, breaking out the bottle and coke.

"Make it as strong as what you have, I'm curious to see what you're drinking."

To Rachel's surprise, Liz made her drink very strong. About ninety percent of the glass that Rachel got served was the Jack, with a splash of coke for flavor.

"Geez, that's what you're working with? Wow, it must be quite an occasion." Rachel commented, before taking a sip herself.

"It's not that, it's just that I don't want to keep making drinks. They last longer for me like this. Besides, I used to be a heavy drinker, so drinks this strong isn't new to me." Liz responded.

Both girls turned when they heard Alan and Katie walking through the hall, and saw a glimpse of them as they went upstairs, seemingly oblivious to everything around them.

"Aren't you going to join them?" Liz asked.

"Nah. I promised Katie that she could have some alone time with Alan." Rachel responded.

"That explains why you're here. I'm also guessing that you're here to try to get me to talk about the topics that Alan isn't speaking about?" Liz observed.

"Well, I am curious. And if you want to talk about observations, I find it strange that you, who just admitted that you don't drink, suddenly decides to do so. I also doubt that what happened between you and Alan and what's going on here is just a coincidence, is it?" Rachel asked.

Liz remained silent, instead electing to drink rather than respond. Rachel followed suit.

"Look, I'm not trying to pry into your life. Your business is your business, and that's fine. Anything that concerns Alan, however, is my business. I'm not saying you're trying to intentionally harm him. But, I don't know for sure."

"No offense, but you haven't left the greatest of impressions, and you keep making Alan keep his mouth shut on your behalf. I don't know what it is, but something important is going on. And since Alan is included in this, that means that I'm concerned about it as well." Rachel finished.

"If you're worried about me hurting him in some way, that is not my goal. He and I talked about some things, and I asked him not to repeat them, that's all." Liz answered.

The two girls then took another drink together, and silence settled into the air. Both girls were also beginning to feel the buzz from their drinks, though since Liz had a head start, her buzz was a little stronger.

It was after sip number two in the silence that Liz spoke.

"Look, I'm just a very private person, and I don't like it when people know about my life or my own personal thoughts and feelings."

"But, you shared these with Alan?"

"He..." Liz sighed, took another drink, and hung her head. Rachel did so as well as Liz spoke "This is stupid. I don't know why I opened up to him the way I did. The first time, he simply asked about my past, and I told him about it, and that was all."

"But, the second time...I just..."

Liz raised her eyes to Rachel. "You know what it's like among us vampires. Very few of us have actual working relationships like the one you three share. I wanted to know what it was like to have something like that. I've never cared about such things before, but, seeing you three made me wonder what it was like."

"So, I asked him to share something like that with me as best he could. And now, I'm all fucked up because of it. I don't know if it's Alan, or that I'm just emotionally caught up because of the act itself. But now, after all of this time of being a master of my emotions, and all of the sudden, now they're spiraling out of my control." Liz let out all at once.

Rachel nodded in understanding, and both girls drank once again before Rachel spoke. "I was the same way, actually. When I first met him, we kind of bonded, to an extent. At first, I tried to fight it, knowing the dangers of having such a relationship with a human. However, the more I fought it, the more my feelings fought back. And now, here I am. And I can understand why you wouldn't want something like that to be spread around. Emotions are seen as a sort of weakness among us, and not a strength."

"It's not just that, I have my own list of reasons. For one, I never thought that it was that special."

"But now you've gone and developed feelings for him, haven't you?" Rachel asked.

Liz's eyes fell, remaining silent. Well, at least Rachel now knew what was going on.

"So...what did Alan say? I'm guessing you told him most of this." Rachel said next.

"Well...he...he offered me that someday, if and when it were possible, that I could be a part of your group."

Rachel raised an eyebrow, which went even higher when she saw Liz blush slightly.

"He, he said that what we shared was special, and that I have a place in his heart. Of course, it all depends on whether or not you or Katie would be willing to accept me."

"But, that's impossible at this point. At the same time though, I can't help but wishing and thinking that it were possible. I keep wanting to go right up to him and tell him yes, that I want to be a part of his life, and I want him to be a part of mine. That's my biggest problem. I shouldn't, and I never have before, but I want to. I so badly want to continue what we started." Liz admitted.

Rachel stared at Liz, who took another sip from her drink. She sympathized with what Liz was feeling, for a man like Alan was especially rare. That was, after all, one of the reasons why Rachel grew so attached to him so quickly, and probably why Katie did as well.

At the same time, though. Rachel sensed an opportunity, especially considering the haze that was settling in, and Rachel gave Liz a more thorough appraisal. But, first things first.

"Well, it's not much, but I can offer you a little piece of advice. Don't try and fight it. The first thing you need to do is admit it. Once you do that, it'll be easier to deal with. As for the rest, you're kind of on your own. I mean, I don't know you're situation, but I imagine that Lord Constantine wouldn't like it if you started a relationship with Alan, would he?"

Liz shook her head. "No, he wouldn't. Especially not something so significant."

"Yeah, I'm sorry I can't help you there. But, like I said, admitting it will help, whether you think so or not. So, go ahead, say it. Admit what you're feeling." Rachel encouraged.

"This is so stupid!" Liz repeated. "I mean, I've barely spent any time with him at all!"

"True. But, it's happening. Even if it's not full blown, you're certainly going down that road. So, say it. Say it loud, and say it proud." Rachel prodded in a slightly more challenging voice.

It was enough. "Fine! I admit it! I'm falling in love with him!" Liz nearly shouted.

Silencing hung in the air for a few moments as Liz reflected on what she just said. To her surprise, she actually did feel better.

"Wow...I guess it did work."

"See? Told ya." Rachel said with a smile.

"Now that we got that out, there's something else that I can help you with." Rachel said next.

"Hm?"

"Allow me to explain. The reason why Alan, Katie, and I work so well is because we all love each other equally. Among us, no one is more or less important than the other. For instance, in my case, I love Katie as much as I love Alan. So, if you do want to be a part of us, you're going to have to learn to love both myself and Katie as well." Rachel explained with a smile.

Even in her drunken haze, Liz sensed where this was going. Liz leaned forward with a knowing and seductive smile.

"Rachel, Rachel. Beautiful Rachel, are you attempting to seduce me?" Liz asked batting her eyes.

"Maybe."

"You should know, women aren't normally my preference either."

"But you learned to like Alan, who typically isn't your preferred type either, correct? Judging from what he said the first time you two got together."

"Hm? What did he say?" Liz asked.

"He said that you were aggressive, and liked it rough. Knowing Alan like I do, I know that kind of rough sex isn't his thing, and that you had to push him to get what you wanted."

Liz nodded in confirmation. "Yep, I most certainly did. Normally, men like him don't do anything for me. But, then I found out just what a real lover could do, and now I had to reconsider my preferences."

"So, up for finding out if you could learn to like women?" Rachel asked, leaning closer to Liz.

"Well...I suppose I can give it a try." Liz whispered, and closed the remaining distance to brush her lips with Rachel. The reaction was immediate, and Liz reached out and pulled Rachel's head and mashed her lips against Rachel's own soft lips.

"We'd better...get a room. Otherwise, I think we'll rape each other right here." Rachel said, breaking away from Liz.

"Oh, who cares about that. No one is going to randomly walk in on us. Besides, would that really matter? Would I also be correct in saying that if Alan or Katie saw us together, that it wouldn't bother them too much?" Liz asked, her inhibitions completely gone in her haze induced desire.

"You've sold me. I don't think I've ever let loose behind a bar, so this is new for me." Rachel said as she climbed over the bar to join Liz, almost falling on her face as she did so.

The two girls embraced each other, and began kissing each other frantically. They also decided without words that they did not want to go slow. For this particular moment, they were here for pleasure. This was expressed in the way they tore at each other's clothes, and only took brief moments to admire the exposed skin that was revealed.

Rachel made the first big move once the clothes had vanished, and ran one of her hands along Liz's pussy, to discover that it was already moist.

"Mmm, so far so good." Rachel whispered, snaking a finger inside of Liz, which caused her to gasp.

Liz responded by jamming one of her own fingers into Rachel's pussy. Rachel sighed in response.

"Ooo, going to be rough too, are we? That's fine, I haven't been really roughed up in a while. I mean, Alan can be rough on occasions but he's not...what's the word? Forceful, yeah, that's the one. He's not really forceful."

Liz smiled at this. "Good, then that means I don't have to waste time being gentle. But you'd better not be gentle either." To emphasize her point, Liz shoved another finger into Rachel, and began wiggling and pumping them inside of Rachel.

Rachel moaned at the feeling, and responded in kind. "Wouldn't dream of it."

Both girls began kissing each other once more as they fingered each other, and they moaned and hummed into each other's mouths.

After spending quite some time in this position, Liz then thought of an idea, and broke the kisses. Both girls were breathless at this point, and Rachel watched as Liz let out a wicked smile.

"What?" Rachel asked.

Liz said nothing, and instead reached for two of the beer bottles that were in the refrigerator that they were standing next to.

Realization dawned on Rachel as Liz turned back to Rachel, one bottle in each of her hands. Luckily, Rachel saw that the tops didn't have rough edges, but still wasn't sure on this one.

"How about we raise the stakes and get really crazy?" Liz challenged.

Rachel steeled herself, and grabbed the bottle that Liz was holding out to her. "Fine, let's find out who can take it." Rachel challenged back.

"Ever been fucked by a beer bottle before?" Liz asked.

"No."

"Me either. Looks like we're gonna find out what it's like together." Liz said as both girls dropped to the floor.

*****

After enjoying one another's company for a few quiet minutes together, Alan and Katie decided to come downstairs to find out what Rachel was up to.

The first surprise that hit them was the screams and moans of pleasure, coming from two different women. Alan and Katie looked at each other, and quickened their pace, following the screams.

The next surprise was that there was a bar, which Alan and Katie have never noticed before, and that was were the voices were coming from, which were now more distinct. Not only was the bar a surprise, but they were full with the stocks of weed paraphernalia. Too add to the oddity of the scene was random clothes, ranging from shirts to panties were hanging about in random locations.

"H-holy shit! Fuck me! Fuck me good! God this is good!" What sounded like Rachel was crying out.

Alan and Katie followed the voice, and got their biggest surprise of all when they cast a glance over and behind the bar.

Liz and Rachel were both stark naked on the floor and were jamming...beer bottles into each other.

Alan and Katie stared for several moments, dumbfounded, with the two girls on the ground oblivious to their new audience until Alan finally managed to stammer out. 

"Uhh....wow. Just...wow."

"Yeah...whatever they've been drinking, I think I'll do my best to avoid it." Katie added awkwardly.

Both Liz and Rachel stopped and turned upward, to see Alan and Katie's stupefied expressions.

"Hii." Rachel waved, slurring.

"Uh, are you drunk?" Alan asked.

Rachel tilted her head. "Hm, why? Is there something wrong?"

"Well...you guys are on the floor here, and...are fucking each other with beer bottles...so I just wanted to make sure. Oh, and who does this belong to?" Alan asked, reaching over and holding up a pair of black panties, which were dripping wet.

"Mine, go ahead and give them a nice lick and smell. They should be nice and wet right now." Rachel replied.

"Yeah, they're wet all right. They ended up in one of the unfinished glasses here and are soaked."

"Oh...well, good thing I don't need them right now." Rachel commented.

"Soooo, how about it? Want to join us? Let's have an orgy right here!" Rachel declared.

"Fine by me, I could use a good thrashing." Liz replied, slurring as well.

"You're drunk as well?" Alan asked.

"Mmmhmm." Liz hummed.

"Come on! Both of you get down here right now and let's get dirty!" Rachel followed with.

"Umm, I'm not really in the mood for beer bottles at the moment..." Katie replied awkwardly. She also wasn't in the most comfortable of moods finding Rachel with Liz without a single warning, and that was bothering her. Granted, they let Alan fuck Liz, but that was only after it was agreed on between the three of them. To randomly find Rachel with Liz now...

Jealousy was shooting through Katie, and even though Rachel had explained how a vampire's sex life operates, seeing this was still bothering her.

"Sorry, I'm going to have to pass." Alan said, catching Katie's expression from the corner of his eye.

Rachel tilted her head. "Why? What's the deal with you two? Wait...unless you guys had a lot of fun. Oohh, I'm so sorry I missed it!" Rachel exclaimed.

"No, no. I mean, we had fun, but not as much fun as you apparently." Katie said sharply, turned, and began walking away, having reached her limit of tolerance.




The Loners Ch. 23



"K-Katie?" Alan asked as his eyes followed Katie.

Realization once again dawned on Rachel, and she removed herself from Liz. "Wait! Katie!"

"No, you go ahead and have your fun."

"I'm sorry! I didn't think you'd get jealous!" Rachel called out.

Alan just stood behind the bar and watched as Rachel drunkenly caught up to Katie, leaving him with Liz, who was now standing.

"Really? What makes you think that? I mean, we're lovers too aren't we? Yet you went ahead and decided go fuck someone else on your own. Don't let little old me spoil your good time. I mean, that's how vampires are right? It's only natural, so don't let the little human bother you." Katie said without turning around to face Rachel.

"Don't say it like that! You know you mean the world to me! Please look at me!"

"No."

"Don't be like that! There is actually a good reason why this happened."

"Yeah, I know the story. Had a little too much to drink and accidentally fell on a girl with a beer bottle in your pussy. Heard it before."

"N-no, it's actually not like that! You see..."

"...it was because I wanted to be a part of your group." Liz announced, causing both Katie and Rachel to turn to Liz, who had approached them.

Rachel stared, surprise that Liz had said that, while Katie raised an eyebrow.

"It just kind of happened all at once. But, I just admitted a little while ago to Rachel here, and now you that...I'm falling in love with Alan." The admission caused Katie to blink, as well as Alan, who hadn't been expecting that. Yes, Liz admitted that something was going on, but he didn't think that it was that far along.

"And Rachel explained to me that to love one of you is to love all of you. I apologize for the distress this is causing you, and I hope you don't allow me to get in between you, especially since I want to be a part of you guys. On top of that, my time to be with you guys grows short, and I've only just discovered that I actually want to be a part of your lives." Liz concluded.

All eyes were on Katie as the expression on her face changed several times. Her eyes constantly shifted between Rachel and Liz as her expressions changed.

"And you still decided to do this on your own? Without consulting me?"

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? You're right, it was wrong of me to do this kind of thing on my own without telling you. But, please understand that as Liz just said, she was getting deeply involved with Alan, and she wanted to be a part of us. And as she said, her time for this is short. Once we leave here, that's it for her, she won't get another opportunity to be with us again for who knows how long."

"And yes, it may also be true that I took your openness with Alan to sleep with her for granted, kind of figuring that it applied to me as well. For that..." Rachel then fell to her knees and bowed before Katie.

"I'll do anything you ask. Anything. You're free to humiliate me, beat me, anything you can think of. I'll accept it, because I want you to know that I meant it when I said you mean everything to me, and I'll go through anything you can think of for your forgiveness." Rachel's voice began breaking in sobs, though she fought them back

Alan suddenly felt like chopped liver as he watched. Somehow reading his mind though, Rachel then turned on her knees to Alan.

"The same goes for you, Alan. If you feel like I betrayed our trust, because I kind of did, then I ask for you to do anything you want to me so that I can receive your forgiveness as well. And I mean it. Anything. Anything you think I deserve, anything at all, and I'll take it without complaint." Rachel told him, still fighting back sobs.

Katie raised her eyes to Alan. "What do you have to say to all of this?"

All eyes were now focused on Alan, except for Rachel, who continue to hang her head.

Alan's eyes fell to Rachel. "To be honest...I really...don't mind it."

Rachel raised her head at this, and Alan continued. "Rachel has told me repeatedly that she wanted to hook me up with various women other than herself. The examples of that are right here, you and Liz. On top of that, she and I made the agreement, more or less, that I wouldn't cause a fuss if she hooked up with other women from time to time, since that didn't bother me as much."

"And in this case, maybe because I've already gotten together with Liz, I don't mind this at all. But I guess that's also because I trust Rachel, as much as she trusts me. She trusts me enough to throw me around at other women, so I guess it wouldn't be fair if I couldn't do the same, to an extent." Alan concluded, and he saw Rachel give him a smile in appreciation.

Katie let out a sigh, and now all eyes turned back to her. "I guess. It's just that, I'm not really used to it. Talking about it is one thing, but seeing it is another thing entirely. And to just randomly walk in on it, it just...threw me for a loop."

Katie then raised a hand to her forehead, massaging it. "Look, it's getting late, and I'm tired. Let's just end this for now, and we can talk tomorrow."

"Please don't do that! Please don't shut down like that!" Rachel pleaded.

"I'm not shutting down. I really am tired, and I would like some time to think about all of this, alright?" Katie asked.

Rachel seemed to accept this, but said nothing.

Katie let out another long breath, and then turned to Liz. Katie stared at Liz for several long moments before making a decision.

"You say you want to be a part of us, right?" Katie asked. Liz nodded.

"Well...I guess since both Alan and Rachel have come to like you, then I guess I can give you a fair shot. So...how about you sleep with us tonight?"

The eyes of all present widened at this.

"I mean...why not? From what I understand, your window of opportunity with us is short, right? So...might as well see if I can adjust to it." Katie explained.

"I-I mean no offense, but, I'm not sure if that seems appropriate-"

"I know Alan and Rachel, and I know they have good taste. If they think that you're a person who can become a part of us, then chances are I will be able to think that as well, despite the current circumstances."

Liz smiled a small smile. "Thank you."

Katie then turned and began walking away. "Now, I'm off to bed. Like I said, I'm really tired, and I'd like to get some good sleep, especially after all of this."

Alan, Rachel, and Liz watched as Katie walked away, and it suddenly occurred to all three of them at different times, how is it that the only human present somehow turned out to be the strongest presence in this conversation?

Liz found herself suddenly giving Katie far more respect than before. She may be a human, but she certainly has a strong will, one powerful enough to influence not only the likes of Rachel and Alan, but herself as well.

Alan yawned and stretched, breaking the quiet moment of shocked stairs. "I'm pretty beat myself. I'm going to join her." Alan said, following after Katie.

Liz and Rachel then turned to one another.

"Sorry, but my mood was most definitely destroyed, so I'm going to go join them." Rachel said somewhat sadly to Liz.

Liz merely shrugged. "So was mine."

Liz and Rachel followed Alan.

Katie, who got in the room first, threw on a nightgown before Alan entered.

"The other two not coming up yet?" Katie asked.

Alan didn't get a chance to answer as he heard both Rachel and Liz behind them, both of them entering the room somewhat meekly.

Katie decided to relax the atmosphere, and walked up to Rachel. Katie then slowly put her arms on Rachel's shoulders, and pulled her in for a deep kiss.

When they broke, Katie spoke. "You can relax, I'm not going to bite your head off or kill you in your sleep. In fact, I'm already kind of getting over what happened. So, relax, okay? I'm sure we'll have a nice talk tomorrow and clear up any further misunderstandings." Katie told Rachel, who smiled in response.

"I love you, and I'm really sorry for hurting you." Rachel whispered.

Now it was Katie who smiled. "I love you too, and I forgive you."

Katie then turned to Liz, and slowly walked up to her. "I'm sorry, but I'm not about to say I love you either just yet. Not for a little while longer. But." Katie then put her hands on Liz's shoulders the same way she just did so for Rachel.

"I am willing to give you a kiss, and take a moment to get to know you."

Liz nodded her acceptance, and Katie brought her hands to Liz's cheeks before pulling Liz in for a deep kiss. The two girls explored each other for several moments before breaking the kiss. Both girls were also slightly flushed.

"Well, at least I can now say this, you are a good kisser."

The rest of the night passed on in relative peace, and the four of them were grateful that the bed they were sleeping on was so big, for they barely managed to fit on it comfortably without forcing it.

Katie was the first one who awoke the next day. Though she tried to rise slowly without disturbing anyone, she instead triggered a chain reaction that slowly woke everyone up.

"Umm...sorry." Katie apologized with a yawn. "I wasn't trying to wake any of you up. We're going to have to work out how to sleep with four of us in the same bed without disturbing each other."

Katie then stood and began to dress. "Geez, if you guys go fall in love with anyone else, and no bed is going to be big enough." She said as she stretched.

"Wait. Don't you want to talk about that first?" Rachel mumbled, eying Katie.

"No." Katie shook her head. "Not right now. I'll give you guys a chance to really wake up, since you sound like crap. Besides, I wanted to go for a walk yesterday while the sun was up, but I got distracted and didn't get a chance to. So, I'll just go take that walk now while you guys wake up." Katie finished, and she exited the room.

Alan decided to get up as well, and turned to Rachel and Liz, who seemed intent on staying in bed.

"What about you two? Or do you guys need more sleep?" Alan asked with a smirk.

"I really don't want to. But, I guess I have to, and I'm hungry anyways." Rachel mumbled as she slowly pushed herself up to a sitting position.

Liz said nothing, and silently rose and stood.

They went downstairs and into the main hall, where they decided to wait for Katie before having breakfast. Alan, meanwhile, took one of the swords that were propped up, and held it.

"What's with the sword? It feels like you've been carrying one around almost everywhere you go." Rachel commented.

Alan shrugged. "I guess I just kind of got attached to the idea, that's all."

Rachel grinned. "Trying to be like one of your heroes who carry around swords all the time?"

"I wouldn't say that...well...yeah I guess you can."

*****

Katie was thankful for the beautiful morning. The sun was hanging a little over the horizon, not a cloud was in the sky, and with a gentle breeze that brushed by every few moments.

She reviewed last night's events as she wandered aimlessly around, simply enjoying the scene. In the end, she wasn't that angry with Rachel. Perhaps this was made easier because Rachel and Katie already shared another partner in Alan, not necessarily making them exclusive in the normal, conventional sense.

And from what Katie could gather, Liz did indeed seem to be a good person, once one managed to crack her normal cold shell. On top of that, Liz was cute to boot, and Katie decided that later today, she would have to give Liz a ride herself.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? One of the renegades, off and alone by herself." A cold voice suddenly spoke. Katie gasped and turned to the source, to see a rather large and handsome man emerge from behind some trees.

The man was smiling. "How fortunate, and here I was thinking that I'd have to kill all three of you at once because the smart thing for you to do would be to stick together like glue."

"Who are you!?" Katie shouted.

The man's smile faded. "Don't tell me after spending all of this time with that cunt that she never mentioned me? I am, after all, the one who gave her life."

Katie's eyes widened. No...it couldn't be...

"...C-Caleb?"

Lord Caleb's face twitched. "That's 'Lord Caleb' to you, little insect!"

Katie froze, and watched as Lord Caleb took one slow step after another, closing in on her.

'Move!' Katie's mind screamed at her body. 'Scream! Run! Anything!' Yet her body refused as it shook with fear. Even her breathing had seemingly stopped.

Lord Caleb's smile returned. "Lucky for you, even with that insult just now, I'm still in a relatively good mood because I've finally cornered you. Once I kill you, the other two will follow shortly."

Katie watched, terrified, as Lord Caleb now stood a foot or two away from her, her eyes locked on his grin. Her eyes then caught movement, but that grin would be the last thing she saw before her world went black indefinitely.



The Loners Ch. 24



"Katie sure is taking her time, isn't she?" Rachel commented.

"It probably feels like that because we're waiting for her." Alan responded.

"Yeah...I guess so."

"Not only that, I'm sure she's just getting her thoughts straight before she comes back."

Alan was currently aimlessly swinging his sword slowly, while both Rachel and Liz watched.

"You weren't kidding when you said you've gotten attached. Do you honestly planning on swinging around that sword for the rest of your life?" Rachel asked with a smirk.

"Well, I honestly am enjoying myself. I personally always had a thing for swords."

"Alan, how many times have I told you? Stop trying to be so damn fancy with your swings. You aren't using that to dance with your opponents. You're using it to kill them, don't forget that." Liz commented.

"I'm not practicing, I'm just having fun at the moment. That reminds me, when do you expect Lord Constantine to call for us?" Alan asked.

Liz shook her head. "Not sure, I'm assuming very soon. But not anything definitive."

The main door opened, and all three turned to it. However, instead of Katie emerging from the door, a very different figure emerged instead.

Rachel gasped and shot to her feet, while Liz's eyes widened and was on her feet as well.

"Well, well, well. Look at what I found here, the little rats who have been scampering around for far too long." Lord Caleb said with an evil smile.

Alan saw that both Rachel and Liz were on their feet. "Who is this?" Alan asked.

"You as well? The little human asked me the same thing just a little while ago. Very insulting indeed."

Alan's eyes widened, as did Liz's and Rachel's. "Katie!? What have you done to her!?" Alan shouted.

The smile on Lord Caleb's face widened. "Not to worry, she didn't suffer if that's what you're concerned about. In fact, how about I give her back to you? Well, almost all of her anyway."

Lord Caleb then reached for something outside that was unseen, picked up what appeared to be a body, and tossed it at them.

Rachel gasped at the sight, as both Liz and Alan stared at the body, which was difficult to identify because it was missing the head. Those clothes, however, were undoubtedly the ones that Katie was wearing when she left.

"Sorry I couldn't give her all back, but you see, I plan on mounting this..." Lord Caleb said as he raised Katie's severed head, which held a look of terror in the head's lifeless eyes and face. "...on a nice place on my wall somewhere as a reminder of those who dare cross Lord Caleb."

'Lord Caleb!?' Alan's mind raced. 'This is Lord Caleb!?'

"Caleb! You fucking son of a bitch!!" Rachel screamed, fighting the overwhelming urge to cry and break down.

"That's 'Lord Caleb' to you, little girl."

Liz remained silent, suppressing all of her emotions. This might be their chance to take him down, if he was alone.

"So it's decided." Alan suddenly spoke, his voice low and grim.

Alan then growled, showing his teeth. "First my family, and now Katie...you..."

"...I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!" Alan exploded, breaking into a full run at Caleb.

"No Alan, stop!" Liz called out, not wanting him to attack Caleb recklessly. She then followed after Alan, as did Rachel.

Lord Caleb's eyes narrowed, and he tossed the head aside for the moment, drawing his own sword as Alan closed the distance, who roared as he swung his sword down on Caleb with all of his might.

Though the strike was powerful, it was not enough to force Caleb to give ground. Alan growled as he swung at Caleb again, now determined to kill Caleb at any cost. However, in his anger, Alan let his guard down, allowing Caleb to pierce his stomach. Alan coughed up blood in response, some of which ended up on Caleb.

Caleb, however, didn't get time to perform a finishing blow, for he saw both Rachel and Liz, now armed and running at him. Kicking Alan off of his sword, Caleb then charged at Liz first before both she and Rachel could close in together.

Liz stopped, and ducked to avoid the swing aimed for her neck, narrowly dodging it, though Caleb did managed to nick several strands of Liz's short hair. Caleb then kicked Liz aside, and turned to meet Rachel.

Caleb smiled as Rachel swung at him, and met Rachel's sword with his own. The force of Caleb's swing, however, was much greater than that of Rachel's, and it was enough to throw her off balance and take a step back.

Caleb grabbed Rachel's face in the unguarded moment, and tossed her effortlessly at a wall. Rachel hit the wall with a loud thud with her back, the impact enough to create a small crack in the wall as Rachel gasped in pain and fell to the ground.

Alan, ignoring the pain that was swelling through him, was on his feet, and ran at Lord Caleb once again.

Caleb almost didn't see it coming, for he was busy admiring his handiwork on Rachel, and only managed to catch the movement out of the corner of his eye.

Alan nicked Caleb's neck, though it wasn't deep enough to cause major damage, it was enough to draw blood.

Caleb growled his frustration at how this insect managed to defile him, and attempted to swing at Alan's face with his free hand. Alan avoided the fist, though it was close enough that he could feel the air brush past his face, and Alan jumped back upon seeing Caleb swing his sword at him next.

Alan didn't stay away for long, and rushed at Caleb once more. Caleb decided that it was time for a change of pace, and brought out a pistol that he had been hiding on his person, raised it, and fired it at Alan before he could even try to avoid it.

Alan, out of both surprise and pain, fell to the ground, gripping his brand new bullet wound as Caleb stared on, who held a face of satisfaction.

Caleb's smile vanished when Alan, despite being shot, stood, and released the open wound that was several inches above and to the right of his heart.

The pain was great, but it wasn't enough to stop Alan. Not with Caleb standing right before him. Not when Katie's severed head was still a clear picture in his mind. Nothing was going to stop him. Even if God came down from Heaven or Hell froze over, Alan would destroy either force to kill the Lord standing before him.

Gripping his sword tightly, Alan embraced the pain, growled, and ran at Caleb once more, paying attention to the pistol.

Caleb raised the pistol once more, firing another shot at Alan. This time, he missed, and Caleb's eyes widened, not expecting him to still be so fast after being both impaled and shot.

Caleb holstered the pistol, and met Alan's sword with his own, finding that Alan's swings still had power in them.

Liz raised her head, releasing the area on her chest where Caleb had kicked her to find Alan and Caleb now trading blows. It was also dawning on Liz that despite their three to one advantage, they still were not going to win this fight. Alan was most likely in a berserk state, and that was the only thing driving him to fight on.

Unlike Lord Hector, Lord Caleb was here to kill, and not to drag out the fight for his enjoyment. If this continued, not one of them would survive. Luckily, Lord Constantine had an emergency back up plan in case this place was ever compromised, which just may work against Lord Caleb. At the very least, it should be able to separate him from Rachel and Alan. The bad part was how to make such a plan work.

Her mind raced as she broke away from the current fight to find what she needed, and since both Alan and Caleb were too focused on one another for the moment, she was able to slip away unnoticed.

Rachel shook her head, focusing her vision, which had blurred after her impact against the wall. The strength difference between Lord Hector, who was holding back, and Lord Caleb, who intended to kill, was now more than obvious. Rachel found herself surprised at how much Lord Hector had held back, even when it seemed like he was serious.

Yet, to her utter surprise, Alan was still standing, and still fighting Lord Caleb. It was also clear to see the pure hatred written on Alan's face. This time, however, Rachel could not blame him or hold it against him. Rachel stood on shaky legs, berating herself to get up and continue fighting. This was their best chance, here and now while Caleb was alone, and outside of his own territory. This was the time when he was most vulnerable. And he needed to answer for what he did to Katie.

Caleb was now getting frustrated, because this tiny pest standing before him would not stay down. He was also refusing to see Alan as anything but a weak newborn, even if he could stand his ground against a Vampire Lord. To do so would be to insult Caleb's own position as a Vampire Lord, something he was not prepared to do on behalf of this boy that was fighting him.

Caleb growled his frustration, but then blinked as he heard something behind him. But it was too late, and Rachel stabbed Caleb from behind. Though Caleb coughed up blood and was in pain, Rachel's shaky aim and vision caused her to miss a vital point. Caleb was about to turn and deal with her in his frustration when he saw Alan going for a killing blow, aiming to sever Caleb's head.

This also left Alan wide open, for he was throwing everything into his swing, and Caleb once again drew his pistol, which Alan had forgotten about in his chance for victory, and was shot once again. Caleb then turned around and shot Rachel, who wasn't able to move out of the way due to her injuries.

With the two of them now on the ground and writhing in pain, Caleb took the time to remove the sword that was thrusted through his body. It annoyed him even further because he was unable to reach for the handle that was behind him, so he had to push the sword out of him by pushing on the blade.

Alan began to rise once more, despite the pain. Caleb, in his haste to simply force both Alan and Rachel away from him, had shot blindly at the two of them, not aiming for any specific area. The second bullet that punctured Alan had hit his right stomach, which was now bleeding profusely.

With Caleb focused on Alan, and knowing that Caleb had probably completely forgotten about her, Liz pounced on Caleb. Landing on him and grabbing him from behind, Caleb dropped the sword and gun that was in his hands to bring them up to Liz's arms, which were wrapped around his neck.

"Alan! Take Rachel and jump! Hurry!" Liz shouted as Caleb changed tactics, and elbowed Liz in the ribs, though she held on with all of the strength she could muster.

Alan instead raised his sword, though it was now shaking slightly. "No! This ends now!"

"You can't-" Liz was cut off as she was elbowed again, and this time, was forced to release her grip. She began to fell, but before she could do so completely, Caleb kicked her with the heel of his foot behind him.

Alan ran at Caleb at swung at him once more, but now Alan's movements had slowed down, and Caleb found that he could now dodge Alan's swings. When Alan missed the first swing, Caleb punched Alan in the face, which brought Alan to his knees.

After a moment's consideration, Caleb decided to take his frustration out on Liz first, in case she decided to do anything else funny. Picking up both his sword and gun, Caleb turned and began walking toward Liz.

What he didn't realize was that this is exactly what she wanted.

"Alan...take Rachel...and go." Liz heaved out in pain.

"Please. Like you'll make any kind of decoy? Go ahead and try anyway, like I won't be able to-"

"Not if I blow this place sky high." Liz cut Lord Caleb off, opening her right hand, which was holding a detonator.

Both Lord Caleb's and Alan's eyes widened upon seeing it.

Liz smiled. "Go ahead, stick around and try and track them." Liz threatened as she watched Alan rush over to Rachel.

"If you do, that means you die with me instead." Liz finished as she pushed the button.

It was Lord Constantine's fail safe plan to protect his holdings and secrets in case the mansion was ever compromised. The explosives placed all around the mansion were the last measure to ensure any and all evidence of anything that may be compromising would be destroyed.

The explosives were well hidden, and these were maintained and replaced as necessary by both Liz and Benjamin, the only two Lord Constantine trusted with such an important task.

"BITCH!!!" Lord Caleb shouted as the first explosion rocked the mansion, followed rapidly by several more as Alan and Rachel vanished.

With no time to try and track them, Lord Caleb was forced to retreat, and Liz smiled triumphantly as she awaited her death mere moments away.

The thought occurred to her that she would never have done something like this for anyone except for Lord Constantine. But, only after a few days of knowing and experiencing something so beautiful, even if it was in the blink of an eye, it was something that she decided that she could sacrifice her life for.

Liz closed her eyes as the explosions engulfed her, grateful to Alan, Rachel, and Katie for giving her a chance to finally fill the void that she had only just realized had been there all along.

*****

"FUUUUCKK!!!" Lord Caleb was furious. They were right there. Right fucking there! And they slipped from his grasp, all because of that bitch Elizabeth.

Lord Caleb had to admit that he hadn't foreseen that at all. He didn't think that she would just throw her life away for the sake of some simpletons.

Lord Issac was there, awaiting Lord Caleb's return, who was only told that Lord Caleb might have good news. From the looks of it, however, Lord Issac assumed that Lord Caleb only had bad news to present.

"What has happened? And who managed to wound you?" Lord Issac asked calmly.

"The renegades." Lord Caleb growled.

"Impossible. They shouldn't be able to injure a Vampire Lord by themselves. Unless they had assistance?"

"No. I managed to kill one of them, the human girl with blonde hair. However, the boy and that bitch managed to fight me on equal grounds. But, there was one who did assist them in their fight against me. And that was Elizabeth. Constantine Anthony Elizabeth, to be precise."

"Lord Constantine's favorite? Then, it was Lord Constantine who was helping the renegades?"

"The physical proof just went up in flames, which were the bodies I planned on presenting to the Lords. But I still have photos of Elizabeth with the renegades. Not only that, but Elizabeth is now dead. I imagine Lord Constantine will have a hard time explaining that to the other Lords."

"I see." This will shift the balance of the current stalemate that still hasn't erupted into a full blown war yet.

"Call a conference. They'll answer you before they'll answer me."

Lord Issac's eyes narrowed. "Do not presume to give me orders, Lord Caleb."

"Fine, I grant you that. But you know as well as I do that it would be better if you made the call."

*****

It was black out where Alan and Rachel appeared. As soon as the jump ended, Alan fell the ground, exhausted. That jump had taken most of his remaining strength.

"Alan, are you all right?" Rachel asked, planting an arm on his shoulders.

"Y-yeah..." He breathed out.

Rachel raised her head to observe their surroundings. "...where are we?" Rachel asked. Luckily, they didn't jump into some place public, and no one seemed to be around. It was also currently raining, which would help drown out their voices and sounds from anyone who may accidentally come across them.

"I..I kind of picked a place in a hurry." Alan raised himself as he took the time to look around as well.

"If I did it right, we should be at the park where we first met." Alan tried to stand, but Rachel stopped him.

"Stay here. I'll take a look around. I'm probably in better shape then you are now." Rachel said as she stood.

'This is impossible.' Rachel thought to herself. 'After all of those injuries and fighting Lord Caleb, he shouldn't be able to jump that far.'

Sure enough though, as she walked away towards lights in the distance, this place did indeed seemed to be the park where they first met, which was virtually empty, aside from hard core stragglers who, for some reason, wanted to play or walk in the rain.

When she returned, she stared at Alan for several moments. 'How? He shouldn't have been able to get this far. Even I couldn't have jumped this far, and that's even if I'm in top shape. How did he manage to do it?'

However, Rachel was going to have to put those questions aside, for she felt hunger creeping in, and could only imagine how hungry Alan was. Alan was also still on the ground and breathing heavy. The blood that was flowing out of his body was also mixing with the rain on the ground, creating an unpleasant mixture of rain and blood in the area around Alan.

Rachel noticed that she was not doing much better, for the bullet hole she had received was still bleeding, and was soaking into the clothes that she was wearing. 

Rachel knelt by Alan's side.

"Listen, Alan. We have to feed. There are people nearby, and though it's risky, we have to take what we can get. Are you able to do so?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, it won't be a problem. As soon as I get my strength back, I'm going after Caleb, and I swear I'll kill him this time." Alan spat, venom in his voice.

Rachel gasped inwardly at this. 'Nothing about feeding on live humans at all? Not a word about Katie or even Liz, just that he was going to go try and kill Caleb?' As she thought about both Katie and Liz, however, hatred filled her as well. Caleb had gone too far now, and Alan was right. He must die.

Rachel stood. "Okay, I'll go bring them here, how are my eyes?" Rachel asked as Rachel stared into Alan's currently altered eyes.

"They're fine, they're normal right now."

Rachel nodded, and she was off.

She kept herself hidden as she searched for potential victims. It took some time, but she found one such set. A young couple was walking around in the rain, holding hands and clearly enjoying themselves, despite the rain. It pained her to have to do this to what seemed to be two happy individuals, but there was no choice. It was either them, or try to wait and risk having something worse happen.

She made sure the couple was away from other people before she approached them, as well as to give her a chance to make false tears. When she was ready, she emerged in front of them, causing the couple to gasp at the sight.

"Oh, thank God!" Rachel cried. "Please, you've gotta help!"

"Are you alright? What happened?" The man asked.

Rachel ran at them, and began tugging at the man. "Please! It's my boyfriend, he's been hurt badly!" Rachel pleaded.

"Look, just calm down okay? I'll call for help, and you take us to where your boyfriend is." The woman said, taking out her cell phone.

An unfortunate development, but it would sound odd if she tried to plead with them to not call for help, so Rachel allowed it. Besides, they should be long gone by the time the help arrives.

"This way! Hurry, I don't know if he is still awake or even alive!" Rachel said in a panicked voice as she led the way as the both followed, the woman on the phone as she followed.

The woman finished the call as they arrive to where Alan was, who was still on the ground and bleeding.

"Jesus...what happened?" The man asked as the woman gasped at the sight. Rachel slowly worked her way behind the two as they focused on Alan.

"I'm sorry." Rachel said in a low voice, causing the couple to turn to her as Alan opened his eyes and rose, currently seeing nothing but food in front of him right now. Food he desperately needed.

Alan and Rachel pounced on the couple and began feeding before they could scream, and for several brief yet eternal moments, Alan and Rachel fed on their victims in silence, the only sound being the continuous rain that fell on the ground.




The Loners Ch. 24



When they finished, Alan found himself staring at the lifeless corpse of the man that he had fed on. Unfortunately, he felt nothing for what he just did. Nothing, when compared to the pain of losing Katie.

He allowed himself now to dwell on the loss of not only Katie, but Liz as well, whom he just finally started to bond with. Once again, the ones he cared about were cruelly ripped away from him by Caleb. Alan silently swore to himself that he would do whatever it took.

That also meant that he couldn't take the time to grieve for his losses, for that would show a weakness on his part, a weakness he could not allow.

Rachel looked up at Alan, and once more, she saw that emotionless mask take it's place. This time, it was most likely here to stay, for with the death of Katie, the old Alan was probably now completely gone.

The same could be said of herself as well. They had loved Katie as much as they had loved each other, but now she was gone. And with her, died the only stable factor the two of them had left. Now, there was no going back, not until the blood they desired was spilled, and even then, things will probably never return to the way they were. However, a part of her wanted to carry out Katie's mission, and to keep the two of them from descending into madness.

Alan raised his eyes to Rachel. "Where can we find Caleb?" He asked her darkly.

"Boston. That's where his base of power is. We'll have the best chance of finding him there." Rachel said after a few moments.

"Take me there."

"Alan, I know how you feel, and believe me, I want him dead too, but-"

"I'm through running. At this point, I'd rather die then run." Alan cut her off.

"And what about us? Do you really think that Katie would want us to just throw away our lives? And what about Liz? Do you think she sacrificed herself just for us to walk straight into death?"

"In case you didn't notice, they are no longer here. They're dead, Rachel. Either take me to Boston, or I'll go there myself."

Rachel had a feeling that he really would do as he said. He would leave her behind to go chase down Caleb on his own. It then occurred to her that not only was the old Alan dying, but their relationship was now dying as well.

Rachel decided to hold on to her resolve. She had stayed with Alan for this long, or rather, Alan had stayed with her for this long, even when she told him not to. She owed it to him to stay by his side.

Rachel nodded. Alan approached her to put a hand on her shoulder, and the two vanished, leaving the two bodies behind in the rain.

*****

"So, you say you know who has been helping the renegades, do you?" Lord Christian asked.

Surprisingly enough, despite the tension, all six of the other Lords had answered Lord Issac's call, and were currently present.

"Yes, but I will allow Lord Caleb to explain, for he is the one who uncovered all of this." Lord Issac said, turning the floor to Lord Caleb.

Lord Caleb began by opening his shirt, and showing the current scar he had from where Rachel had stabbed him.

"As you can see, this is a recent wound, one that I received a little while ago after fighting the renegades." Lord Caleb began.

Lord Constantine, who already had a bad feeling about this, was now really concerned.

"You fought the renegades? And they managed to wound you?" Lady Francine asked.

Lord Caleb nodded. "The human, Alan Brooks, has been turned. However, they also had help, for I had also fought Constantine Anthony Elizabeth."

Lord Constantine's eyes widened as the murmurs began. Lord Caleb then focused his eyes on Lord Constantine.

"Yes. It was your Elizabeth that I had fought with, at your mansion, the one in the Pacific. Although both Rachel and Alan had managed to escape, both the human renegade as well as your Elizabeth are now dead. Please, I would love to hear an explanation as to why your favorite was training the renegades, as shown in this photo here that was taken."

The photo, clearly showing Liz training the renegades, were flashed on the screen for all to see.

Lord Constantine disconnected himself as soon as he saw the photo. There was no point in trying to argue at this point, for Liz was unmistakable in that photo, and the three Ladies already knew that he was involved in what was going on.

"FUUUCKK!!!" Lord Constantine shouted in frustration. How the fuck did he get that photo!? How the fuck did he manage to come across that information!?

To add to his problems, as well as to confirm what Lord Caleb had been saying, Benjamin received a message saying that the mansion had exploded, and was now completely destroyed.

"FUCK!" Lord Constantine repeated. In a matter of minutes, and everything he had been planning had been completely undone and turned against him. Not only did he lose one of his favorites, but those fucking loser renegades had failed to take Caleb down.

He should have known better. He shouldn't have tried to rely on them, and instead relied on his own power as he always had. Now, everything was about to go to hell in a hurry.

Lord Constantine turned to Benjamin. "Tell everyone to prepare for war. We're probably about to fight all seven of the other Lords now, since any support I had will crumble after that. That motherfucker!"

Lord Constantine didn't know who he wanted to kill more at the moment. Lord Caleb, for humiliating him like this along with killing Liz, one of his favorites, or the renegades for failing to do the one thing Lord Constantine wanted them to do.

*****

"Well, that was abrupt." Lord Richter said with an amused expression once Lord Constantine had disconnected himself from the gathering.

"If there was any doubts to his guilt, they are cleared up now." Lord Issac followed with.

"Then again, he probably knew there was no point in trying to talk any further. He has been exposed, and now he knows it." Lord Christian said.

"So then, is it unanimous? Lord Constantine is guilty of aiding the most wanted criminals in the supernatural world, along with attempting to destabilize this council. I propose that he is to be stripped of his status as a Lord completely." Lord Issac proposed.

It was unanimous. The only one who held anything that resembled a second thought was Lady Helen. And that was only pity, pity that Lord Constantine had dropped the ball completely on this one, for apparently there was an element that he had overlooked. Neither Lady Francine nor Lady Pandora were about to risk themselves on Lord Constantine's behalf either, since he had already lost their trust when he disposed of Lord Hector on his own.

"Now then, what about the renegades?" Lord Christian asked.

Lord Caleb smiled at this. "I imagine now they will definitely come after me. And I intend to face them here, since little miss Rachel knows that I'll be here in Boston."

"If that's the case, then I would like to come to Boston. I'm curious for a chance to finally meet these renegades in person, especially considering all of the trouble they have caused." Lady Pandora said.

"Yes. I would like to do so as well. I want to see with my own eyes these renegades that have been directly challenging us Lords." Lady Francine spoke as well.

The other Lords also expressed such an interest, for this may be their only chance to do so before Lord Caleb deals with them. Besides, with the seven of them now gathered together, not even Lord Constantine will prove to be that much of a threat.

"Fine. As long as you all respect the fact that they are my prey, then I don't have a problem with that." Lord Caleb stated.

The terms were agreed, and the Lords all set out for Boston.



The Loners Ch. 25



This is it, the last chapter in this series. It has been quite the fun ride despite some low moments.

I would like to thank everyone who made it all the way, and I'm grateful for the support and comments that have been made, either good or bad.

Also, yes, I will continue to write on this site, but I'm going to take my sweet time before I begin another story. Not only that, but as promised, I'll be working with an editor from now on as well.

So, enjoy the last chapter! And thanks again to all who have given their honest opinions and votes. 

*****

It was night out, yet the lights in the city of Boston almost made it feel like it was in the middle of the day.

Alan had never been to Boston before, though he had been to New York City in the past, so the appearance of a large and crowded city didn't take him by complete surprise.

Besides, he wasn't here to tour the city. He was here for a very specific mission.

"So, what do you want to do? Knock on the front door and announce that we're here?" Rachel asked, a bit of sarcasm dripping in her voice.

"Actually, that is exactly more or less what I had in mind. Unless you know exactly where he would be at this time?"

Rachel shook her head. "He owns several buildings in this city, and most of them are guarded by his own personal security, outside of the normal bounds of human enforcers. One of these is right over there." Rachel pointed to one such building, which turned out to be a several story glass building.

"Good." Was all Alan said as he began walking.

That was it? No plan or anything? Just walk right in and start fighting everything? Rachel wasn't sure if she liked that idea.

"Alan, just what do you plan to do?" Rachel asked as she caught up to him.

"If Caleb isn't in this building, then maybe there is someone who knows where he is, and I'll get that information out of them."

"And how do you intend to do that?" Even though Rachel asked the question, she had a feeling on what the answer was.

"Whatever means necessary." Alan said darkly.

They walked on in silence, and as they approached the building in question, Rachel stopped him.

"Look, we can do better than break in the front door, let's use one of the rear entrances." Rachel suggested as she led the way, and Alan silently followed her.

As they left the streets and began reaching the rear of the building, they spotted three individuals standing outside the door that Rachel was looking for, all smoking cigarettes.

Rachel stopped upon seeing them, not wanting to get into a fight if they didn't have to, but Alan kept right on walking towards them.

"No! Stop!" Rachel called out to him, but Alan didn't stop.

"Excuse me! Any of you know where I can find Caleb?"

The three vampires immediately turned, wondering who would dare refer to their Lord in such a disrespectful manner. But then they saw a face they immediately recognized. The renegade, Alan Brooks. And just a little past him was another face they recognized, and that was their own Rachel.

One of the vampires began laughing. "What a lucky chance for us! Who would've thought the renegades would randomly walk up on us like this? Good. Let's capture them and bring them to Lord Caleb."

Alan merely smiled at this, though it was a bitter smile. "Go ahead and try." Alan challenged.

The vampires accepted the challenge, each of them drawing knives, and ran at Alan.

Even though it was three on one, Alan found that these guys were jokes when compared to the likes of Caleb and Hector, and even though he was unarmed, Alan brought them down with ease. Alan also took their knives for himself for good measure.

When all three vampires were on the ground, conscience and in pain, Alan grabbed two of them by the collar.

"Let's go inside, I don't want anyone hearing your screams and interrupt us." Alan said in a low voice as he approached the door, and kicked out down.

Rachel found herself liking the situation less and less. And she most definitely did not like the tone in Alan's voice, or the words he used. She reluctantly followed him inside, leaving the third vampire on the ground and undisturbed.

*****

The security team caught the entire incident on camera, since they had one placed at every entrance to the building. They couldn't believe it, and didn't know what to be surprised at more. The sudden appearance of the renegades, or the fact that the human, who was obviously now a vampire, had taken down three of their own down with ease.

They alerted everyone in the building of the intruders, as well as make a call to their seniors.

*****

Alan dragged them into a decent size room, threw both vampires into a wall, and closed the door behind Rachel as soon as she walked in.

Alan then turned and approached the two vampires as they began to rise.

"Now, can either of you tell me where to find Caleb?" Alan asked lightly.

"Fuck you!" One of the vampires spat in defiance.

In response, Alan kicked him in the gut, forcing him back to the ground. Alan then took one of the vampire's hands, and placed it on the wall. Alan pulled out one of the knives he had recently acquired, and stabbed the hand into the wall, causing the vampire to scream out in pain.

"Let's try that again. Where can I find Caleb?" Alan asked.

The second vampire attempted to attack Alan, but Alan saw his approach. Alan took the vampire and flipped him over his shoulder, and slammed him to the ground. For good measure, Alan took the second vampire's hand, and repeated the same thing he did to the first one, and now both vampires had a hand impaled to the wall, which was deep enough that they could not pull their hands out of the wall.

Alan then cracked his knuckles. "I'm only going to ask this question so many times before I start losing patience. Where can I find Caleb?"

"That's 'Lord Caleb' to you, insect!" The defiant vampire spat once again. Alan kicked him in the chest.

"Keep testing my patience too. See what happens." Alan warned in a low voice. Alan then turned to the second vampire.

"Maybe you'll answer me, where can I find Caleb?" Alan asked.

The second vampire barred his teeth at Alan. "Go to hell." He spat.

Alan's eyes traveled between the two vampires, before he stood completely.

"You know what I think the problem is? I don't think you two are taking me seriously enough. Don't worry, I think I can fix that." Alan announced.

Rachel liked the situation less and less. Sure, they needed the information. However, to see Alan acting like this...just what would Katie have done or said?

"Alan, let me take over. I know how to get answers."

"No, I'm doing this. I'm tired of these fuckers not taking me seriously. It's not just these two, but Caleb and the other Lords as well. No, it's time that I start sending a message that I am not someone they can just fuck with as they want."

As Rachel had feared, she had been right. A deep part of Alan wanted to lash out at the world that had done him wrong for so long. And now with the death of Katie, nothing was going to hold him down any longer.

"Please..." But Alan ignored Rachel's plea.

"I may not be as good at this as The Bride was in 'Kill Bill', but let's see how well I do." Alan said to the defiant one.

Alan then reached out before the defiant one could react, and attempted to grab his eye. He missed, and instead pierced the eye, permanently blinding it, and the defiant one screamed in pain as the socket bled out.

"Hmm, maybe it's not really possible in the first place." Alan uttered to himself.

"So, ready to answer? Or would you like to be a guinea pig for some other tricks I'd like to test out?" Alan asked next, but Rachel stepped in front of him, both of her arms stretched out.

"Alan, stop! Please! Don't do this, don't turn into a monster! Think of what Katie would say if she saw this!" Rachel pleaded, unable to take any more.

"Get out of the way. And I thought it was clear, Katie is dead. She isn't coming back." Alan spat bitterly.

"But that doesn't mean we should just forget her! Leave this to me, just please, I don't want to see you like this anymore! I'm begging you!"

"Get out of the way." Alan repeated.

"Are you even listening to me!?" Tears were now forming in Rachel's eyes.

"Loud and clear, now get out of the way."

"YOU FUCKER! AFTER ALL WE'VE BEEN THROUGH, AND THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT ME!? JUST BECAUSE KATIE'S DEAD DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO START ACTING LIKE CALEB!!"

Alan snapped at this. He growled, grabbed Rachel by the collar of her shirt, and lifted her up. Rachel grasped at his hands, trying to break free.

"HOW DARE YOU COMPARE ME TO HIM LIKE THAT! I'M NOTHING LIKE HIM!!"

"Really? TAKE A LOOK IN THE MIRROR, ASSHOLE! IF KATIE WERE HERE, SHE WOULD SAY THE SAME THING!"

Alan growled as he tossed Rachel into a wall, which she hit with a loud thud.

"KATIE ISN'T HERE ANYMORE! SHE IS NOT COMING BACK! ALL BECAUSE OF THAT BASTARD! AND I SWEAR THAT I'LL KILL HIM WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS!"

Alan then took a deep breath, and then spoke again.

"And if you don't want to be a part of it, then leave. Abandon me. That's fine, go run and hide somewhere. But not me. I'm through running, I'm through playing the coward. If violence and death is all that these people know and respond to, then I shall respond in kind."

Rachel coughed, and raised her head. "So that's it, is it?" She said as she stood. "But you're wrong, it's not me who's abandoning you, it's you who is abandoning me. Abandoning me just so you can quell your hatred. I'm afraid I cannot love a man who loves his hatred more than me."

"Fuck you!! You say that like this is what I wanted! I tried doing it your way, the kind way. I've been doing that all of my life, and just where has that gotten me?! No, I've learned that kindness is overrated. The only way to get anywhere is with cruelty and power, and that's exactly what I intend to do."

"Fine, throw away everything you have left. Apparently, I'm no longer important to you. Such a shame. It was nice while it lasted." Rachel spat bitterly, turned, and walked out.

Alan spat towards the door that Rachel walked out of, before returning to the two vampires, who were watching the scene unfold with perplexed expressions.

"Now, where were we?"

*****

The other Lords had all jumped to Boston, deciding that they didn't want to miss their chance of spotting the renegades before Caleb caught them.

The atmosphere was tense, for this was the first time in a very long time that seven Lords were gather in person at a single location, which was currently in a mansion that was outside Boston's city limits. The mansion was guarded by a fence that stretched around a large piece of open property which consisted of several acres. The fence also had it's own set of guards, almost enough to cause one to think that either a VIP or some Area 51 insanity was going on.

"Lord Caleb." One of his followers suddenly spoke up.

"What?"

"The renegades are here."

That caused all of the Lords to shoot up from their current business.

"In Boston?"

The follower nodded. "Yes, both Alan Brooks and Rachel. They currently are inside one of your facilities, though we do not know their intentions at this time."

"Probably to search for me. I'd better not disappoint them, tell them exactly where I am, and that I am waiting for them."

"Actually, Lord Caleb. If you don't mind, I would like to extend that invitation for you." Lady Helen spoke up.

"As you wish, fight them if you want. But, I would appreciate it if you left them to me in the end."

"Of course."

*****

Rachel didn't make it far before she could no longer walk, and found an empty alley where she allowed herself to break down completely, falling to the ground as she began to cry.

The one thing she had feared the most had finally come to pass. Alan was now so far down that he was lost, forever. The man she had loved, gone forever.

She now felt lost, more lost than she had ever felt in her entire life. For so long, she had been striving for the relationship. All of her goals, destinations, plans, had all been for the sake of allowing them to come this far, only to have Alan cast it all aside.

Oddly enough, however, Rachel couldn't bring herself to hate him, despite what he did. She understood that he was also a victim all of this, one that she had dragged in. No, the blame lay entirely with her. It was she who had refused to accept the times that she had once lived in. It was she who ran away from Caleb, starting the chase. It was she who had made the mistake of accidentally exposing herself to Alan at a time when she shouldn't have interacted with any human at all, and dragging him into all of this. And now, all of it had fallen apart right before her very eyes.

Rachel never heard the footsteps approach from behind her, and she was an easy target for a strike to the back of the head, knocking her out.

Christian Victor the Second smiled triumphantly at Rachel's unconscious form. He had been waiting a very long time for this opportunity, ever since this bitch humiliated him by throwing eggs on him and nearly exposing him to the general human public.

Since Lord Christian had more or less disowned him, he had appealed to the rival Lord, Lord Caleb, in search of a new home. He was accepted, though given a low and relatively unimportant role. Who would have imagined it though? He had though that he spotted suspicious individuals heading toward one of Lord Caleb's facilities, only to have the bitch emerge, by herself, and completely off guard crying in some random alley. It truly was a lucky break.

As much as he wanted to finish her right here, she was more valuable to him if Victor brought her back to the Lords, who were eagerly awaiting the arrival of the renegades.

Victor hoisted the still Rachel on his shoulder, and made a phone call.

*****

Alan didn't get much time to make good on his word to his two captors after Rachel had left, for before he could begin, he was interrupted.

The security teams inside the building had made their way down to Alan's location, and Alan had heard their approach outside of the door.

That was fine with Alan. Maybe one of these newcomers could tell him where Caleb was hiding.

Removing the two knives from both the hands and wall that they were impaled on, Alan ignored his two captives to face the guards outside.

Alan was at first caught off guard by the number of them. Alan didn't try and count, but it seemed there may be anywhere between fifteen to twenty of them, or more. Most of them had pistols, which were already drawn and now all aimed at Alan. A handful more were waiting in the background with edged weapons, ready to strike.

Alan decided that these guys were jokes, and no threat to him. Not now, after fighting two Lords to get to this point.

"Maybe one of you will be kind enough to tell me, where can I find Caleb?" Alan called out in a challenging voice.

The only thing this earned him was cold hard stares. Alan merely smiled at this.

"Good, looks like we'll do this the hard way then." Alan said in a low voice as he gripped his knives. A part of him was enjoying this, grateful for the chance to seemingly overturn everything in his life. For him to finally be the one feared, rather than the one fearing. He also had a lifetime of anger just itching to be unleashed. But most of all, he had a mission. Katie's death would be avenged, at any cost. No matter who died, or who got in his way, that was the one thing more than anything else that drove him at this point.

Alan gripped the two knives in his hands, and raised them. The other vampires took that as the first move, and several fired shots at him.

Alan had no idea how, but he somehow could see the bullets as they flew at him. He didn't take the time to ponder that, for he allowed his instincts and reflexes to take over. Not only could he see the bullets, but he was fast enough to avoid them as well. As he did so, he ran straight at the group of vampires, taking out the first two by slicing them both in the neck with his knives.

Alan dropped his knives in favor of the two pistols that the two vampires he just killed had, and turned them loose on the crowd around him. Alan didn't bother to count how many went down from his firing, but as he did, the vampires armed with swords pounced on Alan as soon as he ran out of bullets.

Tossing both pistols aside, he held his ground, and turned towards the one that was closest to him. Gripping the arm, he broke it with ease, forcing the vampire to scream and released the sword he was holding, and Alan silenced him by stabbing him in the heart, and turned to engage the other vampires as they closed in one by one.

They had no chance, and Alan took them all down with ease. After that, no further attacks against him followed, which allowed Alan a chance to observe his surroundings.

Several were on the ground, dead with a small puddle of blood forming around them, while four more were still standing, and staring at Alan in shock.

Alan smiled grimly, and pointed his sword at the four who were still alive.

"So, ready to answer my question? Or shall you fall as my next victims?"

"Don't tell me you're all impressed with yourself after crushing a handful of ants?" A woman's voice suddenly called out.

Alan's smile faded as he turned to the direction of the voice, and saw a woman with long blonde hair and a pale face emerged. And that was all Alan concerned himself with.

"Who the hell are you?" Alan spat. The woman smiled.

"How rude, it's not wise to disrespect those you don't know, for that can have dire consequences. Allow me to correct your ignorance, I am Lady Helen."

'Lady Helen?' Alan thought to himself. 'This one's a Lord?' Alan then smiled. 'Perfect.'

"Since you're a Lord, maybe you know. Where can I find Caleb?"

Lady Helen's smile vanished, and her eyes narrowed on Alan.

"You ask that question as though you'll cast me aside that quickly? Don't speak outside your league, boy!"

Alan's smile faded. "I'll speak however I want to, to whoever I want to. Now, I'll ask again, where is Caleb?"

Lady Helen stared at Alan for several moments, before she smiled, which turned into a laugh.

"You've got balls, I'll give you that. This is your lucky night as well, for Lord Caleb is actually waiting for you. However..." Lady Helen said, reaching behind her back and drawing two sai, to Alan's slight surprise.

"You'll have to fight me first. I want to see for myself if you can back up that cocky attitude of yours." Lady Helen finished as she raised the two sai as Alan raised his sword as well.

*****

Rachel felt her head throbbing as she moaned. Her hands attempted to reach for her head, but for some reason, were unable to. It was then she realized that something cold and metal were wrapped around her wrists.

Her eyes shot open, and she tried to rise, but found herself bounded to the bed she was currently laying in by chains, two at her wrists, and two more at her feet. She was also nude, but the next thing she was by far the worst thing she could've imagined.

Lord Caleb stood tall before her, and was sneering.

"Ah, at long last, you've awakened. I can't tell you how excited I am that we finally get to see each other again." He mocked.

Rachel growled, and attempted to struggle against the chains, but it was no use. She was trapped, defenseless, and at the mercy of Lord Caleb, who slowly stepped closer.

Lord Caleb's sneer turned into a bitter smile. "As you can see, or rather, feel, I haven't actually done anything to you just yet. But don't worry, I was only waiting for you to awaken. You see, I want to make sure you see and feel everything I do to you before you die."

Rachel actually swallowed at this, knowing some of Caleb's twisted mind. But, she was determined not to give him what he wanted. She would not plead, beg, or yield to him. She would fight to the very end.




The Loners Ch. 25



"It's unfortunate, though." Lord Caleb announced as he crawled over Rachel.

"I actually wanted to save you for last, and make you watch as everyone you cared about was killed right in front of your eyes. But, since you ended up here first, I find that I cannot spare you long enough to allow your little boyfriend to get here. I'm just itching to get this started and finished. I fully intend to make you answer for the humiliation you've given me over the past few weeks."

Rachel closed her eyes, and braced herself for what was coming. She kept her mind focused on what once made her happy, her days with Alan. And she sincerely hoped that her death wouldn't destroy him completely.

*****

Neither of them had made a move, and instead stared each other down. The atmosphere remained tense as Alan and Lady Helen appraised each other.

Deciding that he had the advantage with his longer ranged sword, Alan broke the stalemate, and ran at Lady Helen first. Lady Helen readied herself as Alan took the first swing, aiming for Lady Helen's neck.

Lady Helen blocked the swing with the sai in her right hand, and immediately followed by thrusting the sai in her left hand forward, nicking Alan's neck as he avoided it. Alan then caught Lady Helen's left hand at the wrist with his right, and smiled as he raised a foot to kick Lady Helen in the gut before she could break away, forcing her a few steps back.

Lady Helen recovered herself before Alan could finish the job, who was now aiming to stab her near her heart. Lady Helen caught the sword and diverted it upward with the sai in her left hand. She then spun, sweeping Alan's legs from under him, causing him to fall to the ground on his back.

Alan saw Lady Helen as she closed in for the kill, aiming both of her sai at his head. Alan rolled to his hands and knees as the Lady Helen's attack narrowly missed his head, and kicked her once again, forcing her back.

Lady Helen, aggravated that she had been caught nearly the same way twice, threw one of her sai at Alan as he stood as she ran at him. Alan deflected the incoming sai with his sword, but was left wide open as Lady Helen closed the distance, and stabbed Alan with the sai that was in her right hand.

Lady Helen proceeded to head butt Alan with her forehead, then returned the favor by kicking him in the gut, the combination of both attacks forcing Alan to drop to one knee.

Alan, however, kept his head raised despite the pain, which paid off as he watched Lady Helen close in, and aimed for his head with her sai. Alan raised his sword, his open hand pushing against the dull side of the blade, and blocked the sai, stopping Lady Helen's thrust.

Alan jumped back once he stopped Lady Helen's momentum, and rose to his feet as Lady Helen moved to pick up the sai she had thrown at him. She then wiped the blood that had formed on the corners of her lips from both of Alan's kicks, then spat on the ground, which held a mixture of both blood and spit, keeping her eyes on Alan the entire time.

Alan took the time to do the same, and when he finished, Lady Helen had raised both of her sai in preparation for round two.

Alan once again played the aggressor, and ran at Lady Helen. This time, however, as he swung at Lady Helen's neck, he moved to Lady Helen's right. The gamble worked, for Lady Helen blocked the swing with the sai in her right hand, and Alan launched his real attack, which was a punch to Lady Helen's ribs, one she could not bring the other sai around to counter in time.

Alan spun, keeping his momentum as he attempted a finishing blow, his target still the neck. The blow to the ribs, however, wasn't as effective as Alan had expected it to be, for Lady Helen was aware enough to duck low, dodging the swing, and quickly stab Alan with the sai in her right hand before withdrawing it.

Alan coughed up blood and winced in pain, but caught Lady Helen's hand with his left before she could withdraw it completely, bracing through the pain of being stabbed again. He quickly aimed his sword and stabbed Lady Helen near her chest before she could break away, causing Lady Helen to spit up blood as well.

Lucky for Lady Helen, Alan had missed the heart, so the wound, while great, was not fatal. However, it was worse than what she had given Alan, and she knew it. It started to dawn on her that at this rate, she might actually lose this fight, despite the wounds she was inflicting on him, and despite her status as a Lord.

Alan released the sword in his right hand, leaving it impaled for the moment, and reached out to grab Lady Helen with one of his hands, which she stabbed with the other sai she was holding.

Alan's second gamble worked for him as well, and he gripped the sai that was currently impaled on his hand, ensuring that it would not be given back easily. This time, Alan aimed for her face when he kicked her, a kick so hard that not only was Lady Helen forced to release the sai that was impaled on Alan's left hand, but it also broke the grip that Alan's right hand on her left.

Lady Helen skidded several feet along the ground, though Lady Helen proved to be fortunate once again, for she had fallen on her side, and thus her trip across the floor didn't move the sword that was impaled on her chest, which could have made it worse or even fatal.

Alan eyed the sai impaled on his hand for a few moments before removing it, ignoring both the pain and blood that was spilt, and set her eyes on Lady Helen, who was attempting to remove the sword currently stuck inside her.

Lady Helen turned as she heard Alan approach, and he could see that his kick to her face had done some damage, for blood was running out of her nose. Lady Helen stared at Alan in defiance as he raised the sai in his right hand, preparing for what appeared to be the final blow.

Before he could do so, a thrown knife appeared, which lodged itself into Alan's back, causing him to take a step forward in surprise and pain before he turned and growled in the direction of the thrown knife as Lady Helen looked up in surprise.

"Now, now, we can't have you killing another Lord, now can we?" A voice echoed, as a short Asian woman with black hair that was tied in two ponytails revealed herself. She was also carrying a long metal pole in her right hand.

*****

"Lord Constantine, I have interesting news for you." Benjamin reported.

"What?" Lord Constantine spat, still in a grim mood thanks to recent events.

"According to reports, the renegades are in Boston."

Boston!? What the hell are they...no. It actually makes sense. The newborn, Alan probably wants blood if what Lord Caleb has claimed is true, and he killed the human girl.

"Aren't all of the other Lords there at this time?" Lord Constantine asked next.

Benjamin nodded. "Yes. From what it appears, it seems all of the Lords wanted to see the renegade with their own eyes while they still had the chance, for he will most likely be dead before this night is over. That is simply a guess though."

Lord Constantine dwelled on that for a moment. Obviously, the newborn won't get far, nor will he defeat all of the Lords. However...he may create an opening that Lord Constantine could take advantage of.

"We're going to Boston." Lord Constantine announced suddenly.

"M-my Lord?"

"You heard me. The newborn may still prove useful, even in this situation. He may not realize that he's simply throwing away his life, however, there may be an opportunity to be had, and I do not want to miss it. Taking down even one of the Lords will help us greatly in the future, since they are all after us now."

*****

"L..Lady Pandora...what are you doing here?" Lady Helen spat.

"That's kind of rude. But, because I probably just saved your life, I'll forgive you for that." Lady Pandora answered, then turned her eyes to Alan, who was currently staring at her.

Lady Pandora smiled at the sight of Alan's stare. "Such cold eyes you have. Indeed, I can see why we've underestimated you to this point. I wonder if those were the eyes that Lord Hector saw when you fought with him? If so, he was probably very excited."

Alan's eyes narrowed. "Maybe you'll be more accommodating. Where is Caleb?" Alan asked coldly, not caring if he had to fight another Lord. He would fight both the Devil and God at the same time if that would lead him to Caleb.

"You will refer to my lady as Lady Pandora!" A voice suddenly spoke out, and a second figure emerged from behind Lady Pandora.

The figure was another attractive woman, and like her Lady, had her blonde hair tied in two ponytails. She was also carrying a sword.

"Relax Jessica. I don't mind. The fact that he speaks in such a manner is part of what makes him impressive. It means he sees anyone who stands before them as equals, or more accurately, obstacles."

"Answer the question! Do you know where he is or not?" Alan asked, his voice showing his impatience.

Lady Pandora's smile widened. "Maybe." She taunted.

Alan raised the sai in his hand, not expecting to get his sword back. "Fine, then I'll just force it out of you."

Alan then threw the sai at Lady Pandora, who twirled the pole in her hand to deflect it.

"Stay out of this Jessica, he's mine!" Lady Pandora ordered as Alan ran at her.

Lady Pandora also found herself intrigued that Alan was coming at her bare handed, though she wondered if he was doing so out of intelligence or stupidity.

Jessica faithfully stepped aside as she watched her Lady enter battle personally for the first time in a long time. Whoever this kid was, he had no idea how good Lady Pandora was with her pole, for the fool was charging at Lady Pandora bare handed.

Lady Pandora changed her grip on her pole to that of a wide grip to use for close range fighting. Alan's first strike was a kick to the side, which Lady Pandora blocked with the pole, noting that Alan was not only fast, but despite his obvious injuries, his strikes were still strong.

Pushing Alan's leg back, Lady Pandora aimed one of the edges of the pole for Alan's chin, which nearly nicked him, but didn't make contact. Alan kept a slight distance as Lady Pandora attempted more strikes with the edges of the pole, but didn't manage to land a single hit.

Lady Pandora changed tactics, and switched her grip on her pole to wield it like a sword, and swung it at Alan.

To her surprise, she landed a direct hit to Alan in the ribs, who didn't move to avoid the strike. Lady Pandora had unwillingly walked right into Alan's trap as he gripped the pole, lifted it and Lady Pandora, and swung it hard towards a wall, forcing Lady Pandora to release her grip. Lady Pandora hit the nearby wall hard, and she collapsed on the ground as Alan tighten his grip on the pole he had just received.

Jessica, upon seeing her Lady bested, began to run at Alan in anger.

"No!" Lady Pandora shouted, causing Jessica to stop as Alan turned to prepare to face her.

Lady Pandora slowly rose, blood running down the corners of her mouth, which was curved into a smile.

"I see, you're the type who would throw his own body in harm's way just to create an opening." Lady Pandora said as she stared at Alan.

By this time, Lady Helen had risen, and had successfully pulled the sword that was impaled in her out. She gripped it and prepared herself to continue the fight, despite seeing her blood drip from the sword that she held in her hands.

Lady Pandora wiped the blood from the corners of her lips, then spoke.

"I think that's enough." Lady Pandora announced as all eyes focused on Lady Pandora.

"As much as I would like to continue this, I did also give my word that you were to be killed by Lord Caleb himself."

"Fuck him. I'd rather kill this boy myself." Lady Helen said darkly from behind Alan.

"Yes, it's rather frustrating that he's so strong. But you also gave your word as Lord that he was to be left to Lord Caleb." Lady Pandora reminded Lady Helen.

"Don't you dare start talking down on me." Lady Helen spat.

"And you shouldn't be so rude to a fellow Lord. Believe me when I tell you, I understand your frustration. Just from the short skirmish I just had with him, and even in his current condition after fighting you, and he is still powerful enough to challenge me. It's insulting, I'd like nothing more than to crush this challenge to me with my bare hands, however, we both gave our word."

"We've allowed this boy to divide us long enough as it is, and I am anxious to have everything return to normal. Well, as normal as can be, for we still have to deal with Lord Constantine after this is over."

"Does this mean you're going to take me to Caleb now?" Alan asked, sick of all of the talking.

"Yes, it does."

Finally, Alan thought to himself. It was time to end all of this.

"It would be faster and better for all of us if I jumped us there, that won't bother anyone will it?"

*****

Lord Constantine could see Lord Caleb's mansion in the distance with his binoculars. Currently, it was under very heavy guard, and it would almost be impossible to sneak in without being noticed.

At least, for the moment. The small fry didn't matter, they could be taken out. But, he needed to do so at a time when the other Lords were focused on something else.

Benjamin remained at Lord Constantine's side.

"What do you want to do?" He asked.

"Wait. If all of the other Lords are in the mansion as indicated, then they are probably all sitting back and enjoying themselves at the moment, though they're on alert for the renegades. If we try something right now, they'll quickly focus their attention on us, and that won't end well."

Lord Constantine smiled. "However, if the renegades show up and force their way in, that will be perfect for us. We can take advantage of the confusion."

Lord Constantine's smile faded upon seeing four individuals appear outside at the front door of the mansion. It was difficult to tell from this distance, but Lord Constantine recognized all of them.

"That's...the renegade, Alan. Lady Helen, Lady Pandora, and Lady Pandora's favorite, Pandora Adam Jessica...what's going on? They looked like they may have been fighting, so why...I see."

Lord Constantine lowered his binoculars, and smiled. "Lord Caleb must have asked for the chance to kill the renegade by his own hands. Very well, we'll wait for a few moments, and then we'll start forcing our way as discreetly as possible. By then, the Lord's attention should be preoccupied, if the boy stays alive long enough."

*****

"Why didn't you just jump us inside?" Alan asked irritably.

"Because it's more polite to use the front door. You are the guest of honor, after all." Lady Pandora asked with a smirk as she walked ahead of him, followed closely by Jessica.

Alan growled at this. These fuckers...they were simply toying with him.

Lady Helen followed, with Alan being last as they passed through the large double doors that stood before them.

The mansion itself was impressive, and well decorated. But, Alan didn't concern himself with that as his eyes scanned all who were present and staring at him.

And then, Alan saw him. The face that Alan swore to never forget nor forgive. And the fucker was wearing a smirk.

"Ah, you have arrived at last, wonderful." Lord Caleb began with.

"What do you find so amusing!?" Alan shouted.

"Well, I am in a very good mood, I finally get to deal with the last of you renegades, and finally put an end to all of this."

Last? Alan asked himself.

Lord Caleb saw Alan's confusion, and his smirk widened to the point that he laughed. "You have no idea do you? You poor fool. On the bright side though, it also means I have a very surprising present for you."

"What are you talking about!?" Alan shouted again.

"Oh, this is too perfect." Lord Caleb uttered, snapping his fingers. At the snap, one of Lord Caleb's aids vanished.

The aide reappeared, holding a naked body.

"As you can see, I was in such a good mood that I kept her nice and whole for you to see." Lord Caleb said as the aide tossed the body before Alan's feet.

Alan's eyes widened, instantly recognizing who it was, and he went into shock.

"No..." Alan uttered in disbelief.

The Lords were divided at the sight. Lord Christian was happy to see the sight, for these little punks had humiliated him as well, though not to the same extent as Lord Caleb.

Lady Francine, Lady Pandora, Lady Helen, and Lord Issac did not like the use of such tactics. But, given the situation, this kind of payback from Lord Caleb was inevitable.

Lord Richter had personally done something similar in his rise to power. In the drug world, one had to be ruthless to win. It was the same thing here.

Alan stared into Rachel's lifeless eyes, which stared at the ceiling, what seemed to be horror permanently etched on her face. The body was bruised with several open cuts, though the face had been left alone.

Alan fell to his knees as his anger and rage vanished within him, replaced by emptiness and sorrow. Why was she here? How did she get captured? Why did he push her away?

It was all his fault, Alan realized. If he had listened to her, heeded her words and kept her close, she would have been safe. She would still be alive.

"Rachel..." Alan whispered as his hand slowly reached out to her, and pulled her head into his lap. He couldn't even form tears at this point. He had nothing left to feel.

"I'm sorry." He whispered as he held her close. "I'm so sorry!" He whispered as he shook.

Now he was truly alone. There was no one left, and now it was truly dawning on him. There were no more friends, no more family, and no lovers. They had all been taken away from him. All that was left was emptiness.

He wished he could take it back. For that, he would give anything. His mind raced as he thought of anything, anything to bring her back once more. He knew it was impossible, but he wanted to try.

Alan raised his wrist to his mouth, and sunk his fangs into his wrist, which began to bleed rapidly. He then brought his bleeding wrist over Rachel's open mouth, attempting to feed her his own blood.

The other Lords looked on with a mix of curious and amused expressions, while Lord Caleb laughed at the sight.

"Looks like I won't even have to kill him. He's going to do it for me. Poor boy, you can't bring her back like that. You don't...." Lord Caleb stopped in mid sentence. Something was wrong. He thought he saw something happening to Rachel's body.

His eyes focused on the body. No, it wasn't moving. But then...

"No, that's not possible!" Lord Caleb shouted as the other Lords watched, stunned.

"Her fucking wounds...are healing!?"

The open wounds that covered Rachel's body were slowly closing, and the bruises were fading. Alan, not hearing anything else, and only focusing on his efforts, continued to feed Rachel all of the blood in him that he could give.

The Lords could now feel it. The drastic change, the unmistakable presence of power. There was no mistaking it now. After seventy years, Dracula was being born right in front of their eyes once again.

Rachel gasped for air loudly as her eyes focused on the ceiling, and she was breathing heavy. The sudden reaction had caused Alan to withdraw his hand as Rachel shot up.

"Caleb!" She shouted, turning her head rapidly, and saw all of the other Lords, all who were looking on in shock.

"What...how...but..." Rachel uttered, stupefied. She was dead...wasn't she? She remembered her life fading away, with Caleb smiling down on her the entire time. And then, blackness. Nothing. She had to have been dead. So, what was this!?

"Rachel!" Alan exclaimed as he wrapped his hands around her, pulling her close.

"Alan!? B-but..." She felt it. Suddenly, it all made sense. Yes, it was Alan holding her. But, it was also Dracula that was holding her.




The Loners Ch. 25



Alan...no, Dracula had brought her back to life. Dracula was holding her...she had been with Dracula the entire time. Now it all made sense. Alan had been the new incarnation of Dracula, who had been in his infancy.

"I'm so sorry Rachel!" Alan exclaimed as he held her tightly.

Rachel wrapped her arms around Alan. It had to be a dream. This couldn't be real. Yet, Dracula felt warm in her arms. Dracula's arms felt warm around her.

The moment was broken when the front doors flew open, and both Lord Constantine and Benjamin emerged through the doors.

All eyes turned to Lord Constantine as he stared at Alan, stunned. He had to be sure. He had to be sure that he wasn't going crazy. But, seeing was believing. And he had to see it to believe it. Now he could. Dracula was right there, holding Rachel in his arms.

Lord Constantine fell to one knee, and lowered his head. Benjamin saw this and did the same.

"I pledge my allegiance to you, Lord Dracula." He announced as the other Lords followed suit.

"Dracula...?" Alan stammered as he watched everyone kneel before him.

Rachel separated herself from Alan to look into his eyes. "Yes." She answered him as Alan turned to her.

"You...you are Dracula. You bringing me back to life proves it. You are the Lord of all vampires...the most powerful vampire of all...Lord Dracula."

One however, had not fallen to one knee. Lord Caleb's eyes flew around the room in disbelief.

"No! What are you all doing!? How can you bow to this...boy!?" He was supposed to become the next Dracula. He had trained and worked for years to become the next Dracula. And now this...newborn was supposed to be the one he bowed to!?

The idea was inconceivable to Caleb, who turned to Alan and Rachel.

"You...you don't deserve it!" Caleb spat. "I will never bow to you!" He shouted as he drew his sword.

"I was the one who killed the previous Dracula, and once I kill you, then all will know that I am the greatest of all! That I am the one that all should bow before!" Caleb shouted as he jumped at Alan and Rachel.

The admission had caused all of the other Lord's eyes to widen. Caleb had been the one who killed the previous Dracula!? That explains why no one had ever found a clear answer as to how Dracula had died.

Alan's reaction was instantaneous. He met Caleb's charge head on, and before Caleb could react, Alan grabbed his face, and slammed Caleb head first into the floor.

Caleb grunted in pain, and he dropped his sword as his hands flew to his head as he growled and shook on the floor.

"You..." Alan began. "You betrayed Rachel's trust. You killed Katie...and nearly took Rachel away from me forever. I...will never forgive you." Alan said darkly as he went to pick up the sword that Caleb dropped.

Caleb opened his eyes as Alan stood above him, his own sword pointed directly at him.

"Die!" Alan shouted, but before he could thrust his sword down on Caleb, Rachel had moved in the way, and spread her arms.

"Stop!" She shouted, as Alan did so.

"Rachel? What are you doing!?"

"Protecting you!"

"But...he-"

"I know what he did! Believe me, I know! But...I can see it. What you are about to do...it isn't for Katie. It isn't for justice, or peace, or even for me! What you are about to do is only to quell your own hate!"

Alan blinked at those words, having heard something similar to that before.

"I'm not saying he should walk free. I want to see him answer for his crimes as much as you. As Dracula, it probably falls to you to carry out his sentence. But, I don't want you to do it like this, full of hate."

The other Lords watched the exchange, not daring to try and intervene, and suffer Dracula's wrath. Whatever Dracula decided was final.

"But..." Alan then remembered where he had heard that line of thought before. It was from one of his favorite series, Full Metal Alchemist. Like himself, a character in the series, Colonel Mustang, had been in pursuit of vengeance for the murder of his best friend, Lt. Colonel Hughes.

Mustang, throughout the series, had attempted to track down the culprit, and finally did so when he caught up to Envy, one of the villains of the series. Mustang had brutally attacked Envy with no mercy, but was stopped from delivering the final blow by the ones closest to him, who didn't want to see him go down a path of vengeance.

Alan struggled within himself, and finally, lowered his sword, to Rachel's great relief.

"Thank you." She whispered. At long last, she had reached him. The irony was not lost on her. She originally hoped that Alan would be the one to save her from her hate, but instead, she had saved him. Not only that, but he, Dracula, the most powerful vampire, was the one that she had saved.

Caleb spat at this. "I don't need any help from the likes of you!" He shouted as he tried to rise and attack Rachel while her back was to him.

Alan intercepted him before Caleb could reach Rachel, and kicked Caleb in the chest, causing him to skid across the ground.

"So...what now?" Alan asked.

"Ask the other Lords." Rachel said. "Let them decide what Caleb deserves."

Alan's eyes scanned the room, finding all of the other Lords staring at him. Alan wasn't used to this kind of thing. Being in the center of attention. However, there was important business to take care of.

"Rachel is right." He announced. "You all are still Lords, and that means you have a say in this. What do you think?" Alan asked.

"I have a question before all of that, if you will allow it, Lord Dracula." Lord Constantine asked, awaiting Dracula's response.

Alan nodded, and Lord Constantine spoke.

"Who was the one who betrayed my clan and gave you the information on how to find my island, and that I was harboring Dracula and the ones close to him? I know you didn't come across all of that information by accident." Lord Constantine directed the question at Lord Caleb, who was currently on the ground and moaning in pain.

"I can answer that." Lord Issac spoke. "It was Constantine Steven George."

"George? I know I've heard that name somewhere." Lord Constantine pondered, searching his memory.

"I know him. He's the one who botched the drug transportation in Moscow a few years back. It cost us millions all because he neglected his work to get laid."

"That George!? Now I remember! Oh, if he thought he was fucked before, he's in serious shit now. Assuming, of course, you'll allow us to pursue and punish him, Lord Dracula?" Lord Constantine asked.

Alan nodded. "Handle it however you want to."

Lord Constantine nodded. "Thank you."

"Now, about Lord Caleb, what is your decision?" Alan asked, directing the question at all of the Lords.

"Caleb has just admitted a moment ago that he had committed the greatest betrayal of all, and killed the previous Dracula. To hell with him." Lady Helen replied first, her voice bitter.

"Yes. To attack and kill a Dracula is one of the greatest crimes one can commit. He does not deserve to live." Lord Issac said next.

One by one, the other Lords all agreed, and the verdict was in. Caleb was not to be spared.

Alan nodded. "Very well." He said as he turned to where Caleb was.

Caleb's eyes had widened upon hearing all of the other Lords turn against him, and realized that he stood no chance if he remained here. He closed his eyes and attempted to jump, but he was too slow. Or rather, Dracula was too fast.

In one swift swing, Alan removed Caleb's head, and both the head and body fell to the ground separately.

Alan took a long breath as he stared at the headless corpse. At long last, it was over.

Rachel joined Alan at his side as she stared at the corpse. "So...what now?" Alan asked her.

"You're asking me? You are Dracula, it's your decision." She replied.

"Dracula...not sure I can get used to the name."

"You're going to have to, it is what you are."

"I guess...but, I still don't know what to do next. I mean...what do I do as Dracula?"

Rachel shrugged. "Just about anything you want. You can either take direct control of the entire supernatural community if you want, or, you can leave the current system in place, and allow the Lords to do so for you."

"Honestly, I think I just want to sit back quietly somewhere, and not really do anything. Well...I do want to see if I can bring either Katie, Liz, or my family back. If I brought you back, then maybe I have a chance to bring them back as well."

Rachel wasn't as optimistic about that. True, she didn't know Dracula's limits, but was sure there was a limit to who he could bring back to life. Katie's body was in the explosion at the mansion, so her body was probably in pieces at best, just as Liz's was.

As for his family...they had been dead for quite some time. But, who knows? Maybe there was some hope in there somewhere.