Empire of Blood

By Ed Russo

Vampire Christina Griffith, former criminal trying to escape her former life moved to New York and created a new life as a singer. Promises of stardom, she winds up with sleazy record executive Victor Turner. No sooner is Christina back on the streets then she finds herself in a love triangle with Turner and Tony Perillo. An attempt to outrun her past, this time in New York, a city that's left divided by the 2016 U.S. presidential election, with a whole new brand of playground; with corrupt police, politicians, and the Russian mafia clawing at her past. Tony, who moved to New York to be with her finds himself haunted by a dark malevolent presence whose poison digs into his very soul. Meanwhile there are many deaths surrounding them all of which are somehow connected to serial killers. Within the underworld, there is an ancient evil that pulls the strings on all levels of society, with a leader called: "The Baby', who causes many to shudder in fear when they hear the name of this cult of assassins.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Feb 20, 2019
• ISBN: 9780359449194

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Empire of Blood

Empire

of

Blood

Ed Russo

ILLUMINATED PUBLICATION, Pa

BOOKS BY ED RUSSO

NOVELS

The Illuminati Code: Mystery of the New World Order

The Illuminati Code 2: The Apocalypse Begins

The Mermaids Curse

Dead and Gone

Diary of a madman

Lilah

Pleiadian Star Child

Blood Ties

Summer of Blood

The Vampire Blood Moon

The Dark Lover

Goldilocks 4017 and Beyond

NON FICTION

Pleiadian Papers

Pleiadian Spirals of Light: Workbook

The Handbook for the Recently Deceased

Lilith: The Power of the Woman’s Spirit in the Age of Aquarius

You are Buddha: Translation of the Vajarayana

An Illuminated Publications Book

Published by Illuminated Publications

Copyright © 2016 by Ed Russo

ISBN 978-0-359-44919-4

1st Edition

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No part of this book mat be reproduced or utilized in any form or by means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing form the publisher, except by a reviewer who wishes to quote brief passages in connection with a review written for inclusion in a magazine, newspaper or broadcast.

Eternal Flame Music and Words by The Bangles Copyright © 1988

Voices Carry Music and Words by Aimee Mann Copyright © 1985

To Charlotte, Candace and Kelley

PART I



The Hunters

Chapter 1

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EW YORK, NOVEMBER 8, 2016— Christina left from the recording studio on 41st Street, it was time for Christina to feed and she felt the Hunger calling her. She picked up a woman a few years older than her around the corner and decided to take her to the Hotel Suite that she was now residing at.

At the hotel, the television played in the background as the news flash jingle started to ring; Christina took advantage of the hypnotized brainwashed sheepish state she put her guest under, dragging Melissa into her embrace.

Melissa’s body arched beneath hers as Christina drove her teeth into her neck, entering her carotid artery, tapping into the fountainhead of her body, gulping the hot gusher with tremendous relish. The blood consumed her as she consumed it, as the world around her fell away. Christina and Melissa became one body, one mind, one soul. Melissa was jolted by the experience like an electric shock.

Melissa’s arms and legs became stiff, her jaw locked open from the shock of the force of pleasure that was so sharp and abrupt that it stole her breath away. Melissa began to shiver, her body quaking from unimagined sexual pleasure that mingled with an equal measure of animal terror. 

Dread tainted her blood with the faintly bitter aftertaste of adrenaline. Melissa skin began to feel clammy against hers. She drank more deeply still.

It is now official that Donald Trump is now the 45th President of the United States, the Television announced.

Christina stopped, what she just heard broke her intimate contact with her dinner.

Really? He is actually the President? I don’t know how to feel about this, years ago I would definitely have supported him when I was a Neo Nazi human, Oh well, Christina thought.

Melissa fell limp on the floor. Her skin was clammy and she was still breathing.

Christina realized if not for the distraction, she may have killed her.

I know I promised Tony that I would see him tonight. I can’t believe I got myself in this situation. I love Tony, but if I want to keep my career then I have no choice but to be with my agent. I just don’t know how to get out of this situation. Lady Gaga suggested that it’s about doing what’s in your heart, not compromising for others. I think she is right, this love triangle is destroying me; I guess I did sell my soul to the devil, and his name is Victor Turner, she reflected.

What the fuck. How the fuck did he win? I was sure that Hillary would win, fuck, Tony fumed. Tony never was anger at the results of an election before. Then again, this was the first time he ever voted.

Fuck! Where is Christina? She didn’t even bother to vote, maybe if she did that may have helped. Then again I don’t know who she was for, she started out supporting him, saying, he will get shit done, he don’t take any shit. Then she seemed to have seconds thought I guess, he continued to rant.

Not only was Tony Perillo looking forward toward Donald Trump to lose the election, but he was also looking forward to spending time with Christina Griffith.

He impatiently wonders where she is. He is getting anxious. He knows that he should have fed tonight, but he was too focused on longing to see Christina and hoping they can share a meal together. He underestimated that she already fed. Melissa was Christina’s meal ticket. 

I wish she stayed with Self Records Inc, at least Carl Johnson wasn’t a sleaze. I don’t see why she didn’t stick to him as her agent. This Victor guy is a slimeball. Our relationship was great until she decided to join Drakon Records. To her they sound like a better deal, Tony thought.

What a glorious time it is. This is our time now; he will make a great President. We need to have someone strong to run this country, not some pansy who wants to let all these foreigners take over our country, Victor glees with joy. He was sitting in the back seat of a limousine watching the television.

He is happy about the outcome of the election and is headed to the Hotel Suite to celebrate the victory with Christina.

Tony is impatiently still wondering where Christina was, he was starting to feel depressed. He was already disappointed about the results of the election, now the idea of Christina not showing up just aggravated the pain even more. He got off the phone with his mentor and that didn’t make him feel any better.

Ben Franklin feels that I’m being a sentimental human. He feels that a vampire shouldn’t be bothered with such trivial things. To me this isn’t trivial, it’s serious. I don’t understand how a founding father of this country can be so calm about this, Tony complained.

Victor Turner who has the mannerism of a southern gentleman walks into the Hotel Suite. Melissa was passed out while Christina was sitting on the sofa sipping a glass of wine.

You do know that you cannot get drunk? The vampire’s metabolism is too fast for us to be affected by any poisons, said Victor.

I already know that I have been a vampire for two years now, and I was born twice as a vampire,[1] Christina clarifies.

Tonight is our night, Trump is now President, Victor gloats.

I still can’t believe he is. He is just so racist, she replied.

Well you use to be, hmp, you really like that Tony don’t you? Well, we are together now, just to make that clear, Victor sneered.

Yes, he is biracial, and it doesn’t change how I feel about him. He is still my friend, she informed.

Oh don’t get me wrong, I’m not racist at all. There is a difference between racist and facts. By the way, Gerald Johnson will meet us at the studio tomorrow. Right now, let’s go out to eat, he urged.

I already ate, don’t you see her sleeping? Christina sulked.

This is a great night, why the sulking?

I have things on my mind.

I know you wanted to go to North Carolina and join with Lady Gaga and Bon Jovi to support that Hildebeest. I forbid it, you don’t need to associate with those losers who support the wicked witch of the west wing, Victor sneered.

Lady Gaga is my friend and she will be more than you ever will be, Christina fumed.

Christina wanted to be with Tony. She knows she had to be careful with her thoughts. Victor is a much more powerful vampire and could easily read her thoughts.

Well, I am going out to eat, you can join me or stay here and sulk, Victor said.

Whatever.

I’ll start with this bitch here, Victor gleamed.

Victor quickly grabbed Melissa up from the floor, before she could react to what was going on, he sunk his fangs into her neck and aggressively he sucked greedily, a sexual fire spread through him as he could taste the varying shades of her terror. Melissa’s blood pressure fell dangerously low as her body sank into hypovolemic shock. Melissa’s heart began to palpitate wildly. He made sure that he kept focus so she could remain aware as a way to intensify her horror. She was frightened beyond belief and he got off on it. It was a sexual pleasure as he brought her to death’s door.

Now what? You just killed her. How are you supposed to get rid of the body at a Hotel Suite? Christina asked irritated.

Follow me into the bathroom, we will chop her up, Victor demanded.

Victor picked up the limp body and carried her into the bathroom and set her in the tub. 

Tony Perillo finally gave up on waiting for Christina. He decided that he was going to go out and feed alone. The despair was creeping upon him due to being stood up and the outcome of the election. Tony grabbed his long leather trench coat and headed out the door. Shortly the wind had started and the street lamp started to dim. Tony became anxious and was unable to move as a creeping darkness crawled up his spine like tiny little spiders.

Tony, a disembodied voice whispered. Tooooneee, do you misssss meee, the voice mocked.  Before him, he saw his ex-girlfriend lying on the sidewalk bleeding with that blank stare on her face just like he saw her last year in his bed.

No, this isn’t real, Jodi is alive, I saw her on Facebook and Lilith confirmed to me that she is, Tony quavered.

Oh is that so, still, you are responsible for this, it is your fault why this happened, accused the Doppelganger.

Stop being Jodi, you’re not her! Tony yelled.

Pedestrians started to walk passed and looked at Tony as if he was a crazy man. Tony looked back at the direction of the Doppelganger and realizes, no one was there, no blood, no body, nothing, but the empty space where the body just lied.

What is wrong with me, am I losing my mind, or is someone messing with me?

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[1] Year 2014 Christina Frankfurter was turned into a vampire by Dietrich Eckart, a 100 year old vampire from WW2. She was killed and her ghost took over the body of a child named Maggie Benson who was turned by another vampire. Christina then took on the last name of serial killer vampire Katie Bender’s real last name, Griffith. See Blood Ties and Summer of Blood.

Chapter 2

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EW YORK, NOVEMBER 9, 2016 — Christina was at the studio rehearsing her song called ‘Don’t Get Me Started.’  Christina's music genre was Alternative rock, country, and a little pop.  She had been rehearsing for hours on the same song.  Standing near was her record producer, agent, and lover.

Turner stood there looking harmless in his fancy suit; his dark brown hair was pulled back into a crisp ponytail that along with his lavish smile completed the facade. Turner also had a mild Texan accent from spending a good amount of time in Texas. Also in the room were an African American man and a Haitian male who had just arrived from Florida.  The Haitian’s name was Prince Albert.  The African American's name was Gerald Johnson; he was also called Big Daddy Genocide.  He picked this as his name because he said he would be killing folks with his tunes.

Pass the weed, muthafucker, Gerald demanded.

Yo bro, stop being so impatient, Prince Albert scolded jokingly.

Christina, I am going to have you try something different.  You and Genocide are gonna do a duet together, Victor ordered with a big smile.

It’s Big Daddy Genocide, Big Daddy Genocide corrected him.

Duet? Christina questioned as a frown creased her face.

Yes, exactly we are going to mix a little rap in with the pop, Victor instructed smugly.

Christina and Gerald looked at him at the same time, both wondering how this was going to be pulled off.

Big Daddy Genocide started off rapping, his lyrics leaned toward expanding a couples love for each other and to make the world a better place,  Christina's part then cut in and she started singing, they sang together a bit before Big Daddy Genocide took over again in between verses.  The song worked out well with this combination and they all liked the result.  The song was called, ‘Oneness.’ 

The lyrics may not be my cup of tea, but this worked well, I think we will go for it with this one, Victor promised.

Big Daddy Genocide and his friend Prince Albert were all about using music to create positive changes in the world.  They believed world harmony could be created by looking deeply at one's self.  Victor Turner didn't quite agree.  He believed that Americans as a people just needed to work on making America better.  He believed the threat to his country, came from foreigners being let in, which he thought would eventually cause the economy to collapse.

Even though the lyrics of this song were nauseating to him, Victor felt that if it would make him money, then that was the most important thing, it's what mattered the most to him.

Next up, Christina sang: Eternal Flame a cover of the song originally sung by the Bangles.  She played the guitar while she sang as Victor, Prince Albert and Big Daddy Genocide listened.  Unknown to them, Tony had just arrived outside the studio and he heard the song as well.

Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling

Do you feel my heart beating

Do you understand

Do you feel the same

Am I only dreaming

Is this burning an eternal flame

I believe it's meant to be, darling

I watch you when you are sleeping

You belong with me

Do you feel the same

Am I only dreaming

Or is this burning an eternal flame

Say my name sun shines through the rain

A whole life so lonely

And then you come and ease the pain

I don't want to lose this feeling

Oh oh, oh

Let’s wrap up for this evening.  You will have your first album after a few more songs get recorded Christie, Victor offered.

It’s Christina, she corrected him a bit irritated.

Your name is exactly what I say it is, he taunted right back.

By the way, your friend is outside the studio waiting for you now, Victor said with another of his wicked smiles gleaming across his face. 

He had picked up on Tony’s presence no matter how hard Tony tried to hide.  As soon as Tony heard the song, he was affected by it because of the way Christina sang it.  There was an emotional wave that caused that he sent off, that could be picked up by a very skilled vampire such as Victor.

Christina walked outside and saw Tony standing there just as Victor had said but his showing up at her workplace put her in an awkward situation.

What are you doing here?, she asked him a bit miffed.

He knows that you're here, come on, she yelled wanting both of them to get as far away from him as possible.  Instead, she walked with him to where he had his car parked.

I’m sorry about last night, I’ll explain everything later.  Wait here, my um friend Gerald is coming, we're picking up my cousin Juicy in your car, Christina urged.

Cousin? The only biological relative I knew you had left was Maggie Benson’s father.  You have merged yourself into someone else’s body, otherwise how the hell as Christina, can you have a cousin, Tony asked.

I do have Maggie’s memories as well as my own.  She’s my cousin; don’t worry about how she’s related just know she is.  Don’t go anywhere, I'll be right back, Christina insisted eying Tony carefully.

Christina walked back to the studio alone just as Prince Albert and Gerald stepped out of the door.

Okay, I’ll see ya later bro, Prince Albert affirmed.

I’ll see ya again alright, Gerald confirmed.

Nice to meet you Prince Albert, and hope to see you again soon, Christina acknowledged.

Nice to meet you too. Maybe we can all smoke some weed together again sometime, he tempted.

Sounds like a plan, she said smiling as they headed back to Tony.

Christina had Tony drive down 41st Street, then make a right on 10th Avenue, after a few more turns they wound up in Hell’s Kitchen over on West 45th Street.

There she is, Christina announced pointing.

Gerald rolled down the window to try and get his girlfriend’s attention.

Tony pulled over and stopped, a dark-haired Caucasian woman who was walking toward them came over to the car and got in.

Tony was kind of surprised that he recognized this woman.  He was pretty sure he recognized her from when he was in New Kensington, in Pennsylvania.

Juicy got in and sat in the backseat, she kissed Gerald immediately before she even said hello to everyone else.

Tony this is Juicy, Gerald’s girlfriend, as you may have guessed, Christina acknowledged.

Hey I know you, Juicy said to Tony smiling and pointing at him.

Yes, from New Ken, I never expected to run into you here though, Tony blurted.

Yeah, I wouldn't have ever thought I would run into you tonight either, you live here or something now? Juicy asked.

Yeah, I do.  Oh, I think I met you through Ink, Tony acknowledged.

That’s right, um you should know I no longer go by Autumn, It’s Juicy now, she said smiling.

Okay, I’ll just have to get use to that then, Tony grimaced,

I didn’t know that the two of you knew each other and how did you know Ink Tony? Christina quizzed.

Oh wow, I met him years ago, when I had plans to get into strip dancing, Tony confided.

Oh, you never told me that, Christina marveled surprised.

You know what, Christina, you remind me so much of my cousin Christina Frankfurter, Juicy chirped.

Tony was startled when she said that, then glancing over at Christina, he noticed a surprising look of concern come over her face as well.

I mean in a good way, did any of you know her?, Juicy queried.

Remind you how?  No, I don’t know her, Christina lied.

Just some mannerisms and you're pretty like she was, except you seem to be a much better person than she ever was, Juicy added remembering her cousin.

You speak of her in the past tense, did something happened to her? questioned Christina.

She was killed by the police after she murdered her mother and kidnapped some poor girl, Juicy lamented.

My condolences, sorry to hear about that, Tony comforted.  Now he knew Christina was telling the truth when she told him that Juicy was her cousin.

My condolences too, Christina offered to apologize.  Christina who now shared Maggie’s body and soul wasn’t concerned that Juicy could figure out that she was Christina Frankfurter whose spirit was now occupying the body of Maggie Benson.

So where are we taken you, Christina coaxed.

We have to meet someone on west 47th Street. It’s in the 500 block, Gerald explained.

Okay, just let me know where, Tony offered to put his hands on the steering wheel.

Christina last night, I had a bad experience, did Victor have anything to do with that, Tony asked her telepathically.

Well, do you remember what time it was? she returned the mental banter.

It was around 3:30 am, I had a hallucination about Jodi Tony mentally muttered.

No, sorry he was with me during that time, Christina clarified.

Tony was angry and clueless at that point, so if it wasn’t Victor, then who else would have made him hallucinate about Jodi.

Chapter 3

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EW YORK, NOVEMBER 11, 2016— The disappointment of the recent events filled Tony’s body and he sat there listless brooding over events.

I can’t believe this? Is she getting back into drug dealing?  I know what I saw, her cousin made a drug deal at that place on west 47th Street. We left New Kensington to get away from all that, and here we are nearly four hundred miles away from New Kensington, and shit doesn’t seem much like it’s going to be much different, Tony sat there still brooding two hours later.

Christina walked out of the bathroom.

Stop worrying, Juicy and Gerald are responsible, they won’t let anything happen to the car, said Christina.

Well, the rent a car is in my name. I know when we stopped on West 47th Street I can tell Juicy went to make a drug delivery at that place. I bet that is what she was doing the other day too when we picked her up, Tony ranted.

They will be careful. You don’t have to worry about them getting pulled over by the police for any reason. Thank you for doing that, now you have some extra money in your pocket, Christina added.

I’m okay with the money I’m making.

Are you? Just look at it this way, we both have some extra cash, Christina concluded.

"You know if we slip up this time, we could easily get shunned by the Illuminati," Tony gulped.

We’re not doing anything illegal, you just accepted money and got them a rent a car, just chill, Christina grunted.

Alright, Tony responded.

So how is your book coming along, asked Christina.

"Well, I gathered a lot of info. There seems that the finances poured into Trump Soho luxury apartments here in NY, was financed by a real estate company  Trump partner shipped with called Bayrock LLC who have ties with the Russian mafia.

Wow, sounds shady, how you find that out? Christina blurted.

Felix Sater, the former manager of Bayrock has a shady past with the Russian mafia, for one, Tony confirmed.

You need to be careful with this info, Christina pleaded.

Yes I am, that’s why I’m using the alias Edward Reilly, Tony agreed.

That might be why he is reluctant to show his taxes, hinted Christina.

Oh you have a point there, Tony acknowledged.

Also in this book, is about a Christian terrorist group called The Movement, whom the goal is to fight the New Age movement that they believed is the works of the anti-Christ, Tony expressed. A man named Marion Keirn [2]died under mysterious circumstances in Philadelphia at a hotel.

Who is he, Christina asked.

He was a member and seemed to have a change of heart. The day he died he was supposed to attend a transhumanist event. The last thing he searched on his laptop was the Moscow-based Science for Life Extension Foundation and Human Singularity Robotics which is the HSR Lab that a Japanese named Wada Chika the brain-computer interface researcher of B.A.R. Labs visited during her business trip to America, Tony clarified.

So he never made that event? asked Christina.

No, a woman showed up and he was shortly dead after. Tony puzzled. The hotel camera never showed her leaving, somehow she left unseen from a room that is 40 feet high, said Tony.

A Vampire, why would a vampire have anything to do with a religious terrorist group? That sounds crazy to me, Christina exclaimed.

A pastor named Mike Nilsen believes she was a demon. We both know it had to be a vampire.

That sounds crazy.

I don’t know, I think I will look more into this. This group is just as bad or worse than the Army of God. There are murders that seem connected to both, Tony addressed.

Yeah, but you need proof, Christina added.

Well, that is what I am working on. As far as the Army of God, there is proof, many have been arrested for their crimes, Tony confirmed.

Well, okay good luck on your book, Christina praised.

Thanks.

Outside the Council Chambers - City Hall building an African American man was wearing a business suit, he had an angry look on his face.

I can’t believe they denied my proposal. Trump as president means this is our time. Kim Clement prophesied that Trump is the Chosen One who was appointed by God to be the trumpet and now it has come true. I discussed with the board that the Order of Nine Angles [O9A][3] officially endorses The Trumpmeister and it’s a good thing. We need to do what is needed to make this country great again, and it is fear that will do it, they laughed at me. I will be the one with the last laugh, thought the gentleman.

The gentleman then pulled out his cell phone and made a call.

It didn’t go quite as I planned. There is only one thing to do, said the gentleman.

"Well, you tried. I really don’t like working with that devil worshipping Nazis, though sometimes you have to work with the enemy to defeat a bigger enemy Randall.

Yes, I agree, as a black man, I really don’t, but what must be done needs to be done, Randall coaxed.

Yes, as concerned Christians this is a sign, it is our time, the trumpet calls and the revolution has begun, for we are The Movement, avowed the person on the other end of the line.

A few hours later

Well, I have to go meet up with Victor, said Christina.

Wish you didn’t have to go, Tony pled.

I know.

So when is Gerald suppose to return the car? Tony moaned.

Don’t worry, everything will be okay, Christina betted.

Christina left out the door. Tony was left alone. He got on his laptop to write some more into his book called The Monster Wears a Mask. Tony went by the alias Ed a few times, so he figures why not use the alias he used when he went to Kansas last summer.[4]

Tony felt compelled to look out the window. What he saw seemed odd, there was an ice-cream truck parked across the street, he then saw someone emerged. A palpable sense of dread came over him when he saw a hooded figure wearing a plastic mask with the face of a baby. A relentless and escalating sense of dread prevailed, as two more stepped out of the truck also wearing plastic baby masks. Each mask was different. One was a laughing baby mask with droopy cartoonish eyes and a wicked little smile. The other had a pacifier in its mouth and the last one just had a frozen frown with penetrating eyes. It was so surreal; Tony didn’t know what to make of it.

Suddenly he heard what sounded like footsteps in the kitchen.  His pulse ramped up. Christina is that you? there was no answer. He told himself, I must be imagining things.

But then the floorboard beside the stove groaned once. Twice.

He froze—all his breath trapped. He was most definitely not alone. He reached out with his vampiric senses and felt nothing. Either he was imagining things or a very skilled vampire was in his home. Christina was with Victor, who else it could be?

Tony crept into the kitchen. It was empty…yet his heart wouldn’t settle. Something wasn’t right here.

He could feel eyes on him, yet there was no one there.

Tony checked the door and saw the exit door was locked. He looked out the window and saw no one, when he looked where he saw the ice-cream truck, it was still there, but the creepy baby people were nowhere to be seen.

Where did they go? He worried.

a-a-a-A-A-AHHHHH. a blood-curdling scream he heard across the street. It was the kind of scream that made your blood run cold. It pierced the brain and ignited some primeval pathway. It was indistinguishable if the sound came from a woman or a man. Adrenaline surged through his veins, fight or flight, stand or run, be a hero or a coward. Tony ran to the kitchen, grabbed a knife and put his hand on the doorknob. His decision was made.

Tony ran down the stairs for the elevator would take too long. Once he made it to the bottom floor of the apartment building, he ran outside and the ice cream truck was nowhere in sight.

Whoever the culprits were was already gone. Tony reached out with his vampiric senses; the smell of fresh blood hit his nose. The scent of the victim’s blood became overwhelming as it filled the air. He could detect it was a woman. She was bleeding profusely.

Tony realized there was nothing he could do to save her. He heard her heart beat very faint, it slowed and then there was silence. The woman was dead.

Tony heard the sound of police cars near and he ran back into his apartment.

The police eventually arrived at the scene. An ambulance soon arrived behind them.

Another car pulled up shortly and a woman got out of the car hysterical when she saw a body being taken out of her home that she shared with her wife.

Nooo, who did this? she screamed.

The police held her back as she tried to push her way forward.

Sorry ma'am, we do not know, said an officer. We do not know if it was suicide or a homicide,

Magdalene would never kill herself, said the woman.

My name is Officer Kendall; I’ll keep in touch,

Should I go out there and tell the police about the ice-cream truck and the baby masked killers? Tony thought.

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[2] Vampire Blood Moon

[3] An extremist Satanic occult group based in the United Kingdom with Neo-Nazi ideologies and activism. They are also called ONA for short.

[4] In the book Summer of Blood.

Chapter 4

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EW YORK, NOVEMBER 12, 2016—Tony felt foolish, he decided to tell the police what he had witnessed and they didn’t believe him.

I know what I saw, the police didn’t believe anything I said, Tony ranted.

Yo, that does sound crazy, killer clowns in an ice cream truck, Gerald marveled.

It wasn’t clowns, they were wearing baby masks, Tony clarified.

That sounds crazy to me, Christina grimaced.

Ew, that's creepy, Juicy said chiming in.

So the person who called the police saw nothing? Christina asked a little confused.

The police said the next door neighbor heard a scream and looked outside her window and saw nothing unusual. I don’t see how that could be though, Tony offered to surmise the situation.

The other day, You did tell me that you hallucinated about Jodi.  Maybe this was just another hallucination.  Maybe someone is fucking with you, Christina communicated telepathically.

Yeah, but who? Tony responded back.

Dude, sounds like you tripping, Gerald burst out.

Who was she? Juicy asked carefully.

All I know is her name was Madeline Whitefield and she was married to a woman, Tony acknowledged.

One thing, I won’t ever munch on some woman, now I have no problem with a woman going down on me.  A woman can munch on my pussy all day, Christina clarified her preferences.

Tony, do you eat pussy? asked Juicy.

Tony felt this was an awkward question for her to ask in front of her boyfriend and his girlfriend.

Ah, yeah, Tony confessed.

I once made a guy eat my pussy for some crack Juicy cheered.

Oh, Tony blushed. He also realized what she said at that moment confirmed to him that she is a drug dealer.

So do you need to rent the car out again? asked Christina.

No thanks, a friend is going to let me drive his regularly, I appreciate the offer though, Gerald smiled.

Tony felt relieved, he didn’t feel comfortable lending out a rent a car again to drug dealers. Tony knew that he had to learn to be firm and just say no.  To distract himself from all the recent accidents, he tried to change the conversation.

Anyone ever took a tour inside the Statue of Liberty?  Tony burst out.

Hell naw, I’m terrified of heights. Anything higher than my height, I’m not going, Gerald confirmed.

If my baby was in the alley and the only way to get away from the police was to climb the fire escape, he would wind up in jail, Juicy assured.

Damn skippy, Gerald said as an indication of agreement.

Well Christina and Tony we have to go, I have some errands to run, said Juicy.

Again, thanks for renting a car for us, I really appreciated it, Gerald confirmed.

You welcome, Tony said.

Well, bro, I hope no more clowns show up, Gerald added.

Baby faces, not clowns, Tony corrected.

Shortly after Gerald and his girlfriend left Tony pulled out his laptop and got on Youtube. A drunken lady was on Youtube crying because she put so much effort into doing what she could so that Hilary Clinton would win the election, only to lose.

I can’t believe this shit, he won, the woman yelled uncontrollably. She couldn’t stop crying while she had a bottle of red wine in her hand.

Let’s go out. Why are you watching this?

Why not? I understand how she feels, Tony retorted.

You can take a break from all this for once, Christina dared.

Okay, Tony replied.

Let’s go to a club and feed, Christina smiled.

Oh sure, I would love to, Tony beamed.

After Christina and Tony got dressed they went to a club called The Bowery Electric on Bowery. On this Saturday there an Electric Feel Dance Party with a DJ playing. Tony and Christina felt this was a good place to feed.

Christina scanned the mind of a couple.

Tony, check them out, Christina cheered.

Tony along with Christina scanned the couple’s thoughts. The woman’s name was Dana Garner and her boyfriend’s name was Carl Walken. The two vampires created a sexual fantasy for the human couple.

The vampires realized that Carl’s fantasy didn’t involve Dana. They decided to instigate the fantasy.  He saw Carl’s fantasy was Sigourney Weaver playing the demon-possessed girl from Ghostbusters.

He saw himself as Bill Murray’s character being led into the apartment by the demon possessed woman.

Are you the keymaster? she greeted in her sultry voice.

Yes, I am Dana, and I come to unlock the gate, he seductively said referring to her vagina.

There Is No Dana, Only Zuul, she says just like in the film. At that moment the vampires saw that he wish his girlfriend Dana could really be this character. This is his secret desire that he was afraid to share with anyone.

Oh Zuul, Carl moaned.

The woman possessed by Zuul does a sexy growl. Carl felt the aura of lust radiating from the woman. He wanted to be overpowered by the demon woman; he wanted to be ravaged by her. She was aggressive as he submitted to her caught up in the essence of pure lust. It was as if she was the epitome of lust and he wanted to be swallowed by it. The lust was instigated by the vampires who put this hallucination in his mind to create his fantasy. He never felt lust like this before, it was overwhelmingly powerful.  Dana who sat next to him started to feel the waves of lust rolling from him. She soon found herself caught up and sharing his fantasy. 

Carl no longer saw Sigourney Weaver’s face as it was replaced with his girlfriend’s face.

The rhythm of lapping waves matching that of the lovers themselves. The vampires lapped up the sexual energy. The fantasy was wonderfully, pleasurable and deliciously tasteful. The vampires felt the sexual energy building up inside the couple.

Christina and Tony felt the sexual energy and fed from it. They became aroused and gave some of the energy back to increase their feelings so that they can have more to feed on.

The two humans snapped out their fantasy as the vampires cut off the contact.

Oh my gosh, Dana gasped. I think I know what you want. Don’t ever be ashamed to tell your darkest fantasies to me. I think I have a red nightgown. Let’s get out of here and get busy, Dana cooed.

Okay, my love, Carl marveled.

Christina and Tony felt good that not only did they feed off the energy of lust; something good came out of it too. The human couple became more open to each others desires and wants.

The vampires knew that every human’s mind they scanned so far has dark sexual fantasies that are considered taboo. Almost every individual has those secret forbidden desires that they keep to themselves. Many feel shame because they believe that they are alone and unique in their attraction to the forbidden. Unaware that most if not all have their own dark secret desires they keep to themselves fearing that they are the only one with this urge to do what they were conditioned as wrong, and fearing that they will be judged by others.

Now I’m horny, let’s pick someone up and share their blood, Christina smiled.

Yeah, I’m hungry and horny too, Tony agreed.

I think you should fuck Juicy, Christina burst out.

Juicy? I just want you, Tony clarified.

I know, it’s okay, you can fuck her, I am fucking Victor, I’m sure you know that, Christina dared.

Tony stood there in silence. He was listless as dread filled his body. He was hurt because he wanted