Bordello of Blood, Part Four!
There aren't a lot of pictures of the fight, as they're mostly blurs, but essentially, they break off into groups. The blond vampire attempts to attack the Madame, though he is deflected by Beatrice, and the two go off scraping against each other spectacularly. The dark vampire slams Olivia out of his way, before slamming a kick to the vampiress in blue, sending her screaming into one of the maniacs, before going after Olivia again, as the bowler-capped vampire takes on Ally and Bridget. Vlad is involved in a struggle of wills between both the Ancient One AND the Madame, and by the time they knock him back out of the way, they stand and manage to freeze every male vampire in the room.
"Hear our voices joined as one.
We say this foolish fight is done.
The stronger sex we women be
Bow to us upon your knee!
Heed our call, obey our whim
Until we bid you rise again!"
As the spell is cast, the men begin to sink to one knee, and the girls extract themselves to return to the stage, triumphant. Belle claps excitedly, and asks if she can show them all how they do things in Texas. Her naysayer from earlier, Thalia, replies that their side of the pond should be represented as well. Belle proposes a truce and a tag-team effort, to which Thalia agrees.
Their opponent, Dmitri, is still frozen, as Belle undoes his shirt, to allow her better access for a searing liplock.
"That...doesn't look much different than what we do here," Thalia deadpans. Madame replies that it is likely in the use of the tongue. No sooner do those words leave her mouth than Dmitri comes to life, screaming through the kiss, and as Belle pulls away, blood is seen dripping from his mouth. She extracts a hunk of meat from her mouth and tosses it aside, as Thalia, laughing, stakes Dmitiri, ripping upwards and letting his corpse fall back to the floor. Ally helps herself to chewing on his lip.
The vampiresses all laugh, as Madame and the Ancient One unfreeze the other males, who roar in fury as they regroup and back their way towards the door, Vlad warning them that this isn't over.
Olive pipes up cheerfully. "Yes yes, Hell and damnation, please come again!"
Vlad sneers and replies that since he has such a kind invitation to return ("You're welcome", Olive chimes), he WILL be back. The next time they see his face, he warns, he'll see them bleed and scream, as if it were their "first time". The whores roar with laughter, Bridget asking if that means they're virgins again, Ally joking that they can now hike rates up again, and generally having a laugh at the boys as they leave. The dark one points at Olive as the last one out, shouting "Little one! You are MINE!" as Olive blows him a kiss on the way out.
Ally finally mutters that this one is "the wrong kind of stiff" before prying herself away. Madame gestures to Filth, instructing him to clean up this mess. The maniacs grow excited, tugging at their chains as Filth moves to free them, and they leap upon the corpse, ripping at the clothes and chewing at his ankles until Filth claps his hands, at which point they duck their heads and wait. Once given permission, all three dive upon the body, devouring Dmitri whole. They turn back to the audience, and as Filth opens his mouth to say "We are done" blood issues forth in a gush. The maniacs lift their heads, eyes rolled back to show only the whites, blood smeared around their faces. Truly a horrific sight.
Once they are done, the maniacs are rechained, and Bridget notes the audience looks like they have a chill to them. Perhaps they need some nice, hot, RED soup to warm them up! The soup is called for, and Ally pleads with Bridget for them to have a little "wine" as well. Filth is sent to fetch them glasses, and once they are all in hand, the Ancient One proposes a toast. As they are about to drink, however, Vlad's voice rings out, and the vampiresses are frozen in place, as the males had been.
Calling Filth to him, he orders him to aid his brother in creating a diversion that will clear the whores from the Hall.
Filth calls to Ancel to release the maniacs, and Vlad hides as the spell is broken, leaving the whores blinking in confusion as the maniacs and Filth all run amok. Agitated, they chase them out of the hall, leaving Ancel at the door, to be grasped by the throat when Vlad re-enters, annoyed. Ancel almost failed him. He hesitated. He went back on his word, and perhaps he does not deserve his help after all. Calling for his pack to attend him, he reminds Ancel that he will need to help Vlad regain his chalice if he wishes to escape alive with his brother.
"But first, I must apologize to these good people," Vlad continues, his gaze now on the audience. "They were promised to see great vampires, and all they have seen are a bunch of whores. Let me introduce you to what a real vampire is." He now introduces his coven, first the long-haired blond, Bruno, his second in command. He is ruthless, merciless, and knows humans to be nothing but food.
"Come now!" calls Old Bowler Hat. "Do I not warrant introduction as well?"
"Ah yes." Vlad continues. "The mouthy one. Helmut, my strategist. He knows your weakness, your hearts, your minds. He can manipulate the best among you."
Meanwhile, Bruno has gone back to salivating over Ancel's throat. Anton attempts to stop him, but is thrown to the ground, Bruno's foot placed upon his neck, as he resumes his grip on the unfortunate mortal. Vlad, however, turns back at that moment. "Bruno, let him go." With a grunt, he obeys. Anton is ordered to get up, and then he turns to the dark vampire. "Sebastian. Do what you do best." With a fist to his chest in salute, Sebastian moves out amongst the audience, looking closely at each face he passes. Sebastian, Vlad continues, is his hunter, and can find the strongest blood, that which will give them the most power.
Stopping behind an older gentleman, Sebastian asks if this one is to Vlad's liking. Helmut scoffs, and asks if they can't have something a bit more tender. Bruno chimes in, wanting something a little higher class. Vlad adds in that it should be something delicate. "Tender, delicate...this sounds like a woman," Sebastian muses.
"Oh, we're quick today, aren't we?" quips Helmut.
And suddenly, Sebastian is standing behind me, grinning widely. "Why, look here! Doesn't this one remind you of someone?" Helmut replies with glee that I look just like Anton's dear departed sister, which causes Anton to grow pale, shaking his head wildly and immediately turning to Vlad to beg him to stop this. Sebastian leans in over me, and only then do I realize they're not joking, I'm going to get bitten, and I start to shove at him. (Some nights, I even had people pull me in to protect me!)
Vlad finally calls out "Sebastian, hold. Where are your manners?" Sebastian lifts his head, and Anton begins to thank him, in relief. Vlad, coldly, looks straight at Anton and gestures to Sebastian.
"Bring her to me."
So I'm pulled, kicking and screaming, from my seat, carted up on stage, where Vlad takes hold of me, hushing me, attempting to calm my struggles. In calm tones he tells me not to worry. That to feed his men to their utmost strength and power, I will feel...EVERY pain.
As I get passed from vampire to vampire, my screams get cut off, my struggles weaken, and by the time I'm back in Sebastian's arms, I'm almost dead. A few twitches, and I drop to the floor. Ancel clutches my hand, while Anton falls to his knees, weeping "No...not again...please...please wake up..."
"Go on then, Anton! Save her, like you saved your sister!" Helmut taunts cruelly, and Anton lifts his head to yell at Vlad. "WHY? Why her?!"
"Because," he replies evenly, pointing at Ancel, who stares back in horror, "I spared him." Anton stares dully, sinking back to the floor, as Filth comes in to pick up my body and carry me away. Sebastian smirks, giving my hair a semi-fond pet as I get swept away, and I can hear Vlad tell him that he did well, that my blood will be just what they need to defeat his wife.
While I hope the bastards choke on my blood and die. Again. FEH! I never got to finish my soup.