A Different Kind Chapter Two: Blood Is Good, but Sins Are Better.

Helen threw the skeletal remains of Tyrone into the large fire at the back of the house. Raven and Nadine followed suit with Carlos and Devon.

“I feel one hundred years younger,” Helen smiled.

The vampires had drained the three young men down to skin and bone. Helen no longer looked like a woman in her sixties; instead, she could pass for a young thirty-year-old.

Raven and Nadine’s pale skin was bright, and their attributes were even more divine. “Now we have work to do,” Helen smiled as the three walked to the vehicles parked in the front of the house.

“You think they will still be there?” Nadine asked as she sat in the back.

“It’s been two hundred years since we were in the America’s,” Raven sighed. “A lot has changed.”

“Yes, but some things remain the same,” Helen said. “Greed, lust and all the other sins.”

“Especially greed,” Nadine said as they looked out at the large, sprawling city ahead of them.

“Remember we are here to get our covenant back, that is all,” Helen said as they entered the city limits.

“Of course,” Raven sighed.

“Well, that’s new,” Nadine leaned forward as the car stopped outside a biker bar.

The loud rock music pierced their ears as they approached.

“Read the sign!” A large man, with two other men behind him, stopped them at the door.

“Bikers Only!” Nadine chuckled.

“Raven,” Helen said as she stepped back away from the bouncers.

“And what are you going to do?” the large man laughed.

Raven smiled as her eyes went pitch black.

The two men burst through the wooden door of the club. Their bodies slid across the floor and came to a stop; both their necks were ripped out.

Raven entered the club and threw the large man’s head across the floor like a bowling ball.

Instantly, the rock band stopped playing.

“I will wait out here,” Helen said as Nadine skipped inside.

Helen sat on one of the bikes as shots rang out, people screamed, and bodies got flung out of windows. The chaos ensued for a few minutes before Nadine popped her head out. “All done!” she smiled.

Helen stood up and slowly walked into the biker club; the floor was wet with blood, and limbs and other body parts littered the floor, and some of the hands were still holding weapons.

Raven was holding up a man by his neck; his feet weren’t touching the ground. “Raven,” Helen said calmly.

“He has the keys to the catacombs,” Raven said. “He didn’t want to give them to me, so he swallowed them.”

“Oh,” Helen said as her eyes turned black. “What a shame, he does look handsome.”

Helen’s nails extended as she slowly cut open the man’s leather vest and his shirt.

“What are you going to do?” the man asked, his demeanor changing as the lady ripped open his shirt.

“I need the keys,” Helen responded.

“If you give me a few, I will…” the man said, scared, as the raven-haired woman held him higher.

“Can’t wait,” Helen said as she pushed her hand forward, punching through his stomach.

“Fuck!” the man shouted as the woman had her hand in his stomach.

Helen tore at his insides. The man collapsed and died in Raven’s hands, but she held him up so that Helen could search for the keys.

“There we go,” Helen said, pulling out the key. She shook her hand free of the entrails and stomach lining.

“Let’s go,” Nadine grinned.

The three went down into the basement and used the key to open the door to the catacombs underneath the bar.

“This is why he didn’t want to give up the key,” Raven said. There were weapons and drugs hidden down here, as well as other stolen goods.

“Greed,” Helen nodded as they went down further.

The deeper they went down, the darker it got, and that’s when they came to an end. “They are here,” Helen smiled. “I can feel them.”

They pushed on the fallen rocks and sealed the path forward. Within moments, the three of them had cleared it.

Stepping forward, Helen came upon the graves of her fallen covenant. Hunted by the other vampires, Helen had no choice but to leave them; she feared that being with them would cause them more harm. She took her two lieutenants with her and fled to the old country.

There, she discovered a new way of feeding that made her and her kind stronger than those who hunted her.

“Rise, my children!” Nadine said as she put her hand on the summoning circle in the middle of the room. “Rise and be born again.”

Slowly, the coffins started to stir as the vampires inside of them began to awaken.

Most of them were nothing but skin and bone; some were worse as they looked like skeletons.

“Follow,” Helen said as she slowly led her covenant back up the stairs.

They were slow-moving, and the three had to stop many times to catch up.

“Drink,” Helen said as they made it to the club. “Drink and renew, for now blood would have to suffice.”

The forty skeletons all fell to the floor and started drinking the blood and tearing into the torn limbs of the bikers.

The bodies of the fallen covenant started to renew; the skin began to return, eyes returned to the skulls of the skeletons, and hair and facial features appeared.

“Mother!” one of the elderly women said as they all bowed.

“We need more,” a male said.

“No,” Helen said as she stood on one of the tables. “No more blood.”

The covenant stopped eating and feeding and stared at their matriarch.

“In the homeland, we found something richer and better than blood,” Helen stepped down. The energy given off by the men and women as they sin the worst of sins: lust, greed, gluttony, and any of the seven deadly sins that humans commit, we can feed off it.”

“Especially lust,” Nadine smiled. “When they are lusting your bodies, you can drain them so much better than blood,” she grinned.

“Show us,” one of them said. “Please show us!”

The others chimed in, and Helen smiled at her reborn covenant.

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With the stolen goods and drugs in the catacombs, the covenant returned to the large mansion. Raven and Nadine, with the help of the others, sold the goods and the drugs and used the money to turn it into a club and a house of sin.

News traveled fast, and soon after the doors opened, people rushed in to dance, gamble, and sin.

Every night, the covenant fed off the human’s energy.

“Aren’t you a looker,” a man said as he stared at the chest of the mature woman behind the craps table.

“Oh, me?” Lucy said. She had been one of the first to awaken.

If this man had seen her, then he would have screamed for the hills and ran as fast as his legs could carry him. Lucy looked nothing like the skeletal remains that awoke just four months ago.

“Oh, I bet you say that to all the women,” Lucy flirted with the silver-haired fox.

“No, just the pretty ones,” he said.

“Oh, I better stop,” Lucy said, tracing her hand across his. “You are married.”

“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her,” he laughed.

“Oh, in that case,” Lucy called for her replacement.

Soon, the two were up in one of the many rooms.

“Damn you are tight!” the silver-haired lawyer exclaimed as he mounted her. His cock was deep inside the vampire underneath him.

“It’s been a very, very long time since I have been with a human man,” Lucy grinned as she wrapped her legs around him.

Just months ago, the pretty woman he was fucking was nothing but bones, but now he was fucking her hard and fast, ignoring the vibrating sound of his phone in the pocket of his pants that were on the floor.

The others were right; in the time the place had been opened, she had fed on the energy of sinners, playing craps and gambling, but nothing was more intense than the sexual energy that she was draining from this man as he fucked her.

“Take it, you fucking tight slut!” the lawyer said as he pounded his cock in and out of this slutty woman. “Here it comes! Take my fucking cum!” he grunted as he came inside her.

“I want more,” Lucy said as the man collapsed beside her.

“Give me a minute and you can have more,” he said as he tried to catch his breath and stop the room from spinning.

“No, I want more now!” Lucy exclaimed as she started to suck his cock through her incisors.

If he had kept the lights on, he would have seen that Lucy’s grayish blonde hair had turned to full blonde, and the small faint wrinkles in her face were fading.

“Fuck yes!” Lucy screamed as she rode him.

The lawyer held onto Lucy’s bouncing tits. He was oblivious to the fact that they were not sagging as much as the first time he felt them.

By the third time, he fucked her and dumped his cum into her. Lucy had turned from a fifty-year-old woman to a young woman in her thirties. He had turned into a seventy-year-old man.

“I can’t,” he said, finally unable to move. “What have you done to me?”

“I haven’t finished yet,” Lucy smiled as she pulled him back into bed.

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In the morning, a young, twenty-something-looking Lucy came out of the bedroom. The cleaning crew entered the room, put the drained corpse into a large bag, and then cleaned the room for the next night.

Helen smiled as she looked at her covenant as they got younger, stronger, and better than before. None of the others stood a chance.

“When do we take our home back?” Raven stood beside her.

“In a few more months,” Helen said. “They have to get stronger.”

“Yes, they do,” Nadine grinned.

“Remember daughters,” Helen stared at her lieutenants. “Time is on our side now.”

“Yes mother,” the two smiled.