Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bloody Lust Revenge ❯ The Dusty Hills ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter One

The dust quickly settled around me, as I looked out at the dusty hills of Mexico. Little wind blew as I slowly shut the door to my car. I settled my white wife-beater back into place black as my plain blue jeans blew gently in the wind, as I quickly grabbed my bag out of the back seat. I could easily hear the stakes knock against each other as night approached quickly.

"So Slayer, what's the target?" a man said. The man quickly stepped out of the car with an identical bag strapped to his side. I too once again heard the unchanged resonance of the stakes clicking together. His short Lavender hair blew in the wind gently as his piercing blue eyes stared at me like darts.

"The target is `The Lion' he likes to reside in an old Chapel right outside Mexico City, where as we both know he likes to hunt. Like the old legend says, "hunt or be hunted." Tonight is the night that we take down one loose end of the rank. I figure once we take down this one all the rest will be lined up to try and take me down." I said as I quickly got back in the car. By now the wind was beginning to pick up some, as the dust hurled around us.

The isolated plain, on which we resided at, was not much for the wandering eyes but it was almost like a second home. No matter how much I complained about being a slayer I always felt when I'm hunting a Vampire I feel as though I have found my center. It is quite strange. My little BMW was not much to look at. Year's worth of memories had acquired over this car. If one was not too careful one could still smell the faint smell of tainted blood. It's light blue color was now chipping off, but she was fast, and that is how I wanted it. I had my best guy who is now my partner whether I like it or not, have added some need equipment too. A fast car was definitely in order especially when a mad Vampire master is after you.

My partner Trunks. was a handsome man very arrogant but he keeps me on my toes, which was a good thing, because I have a tendency to sometimes go off the deep end.

I sighed some as the Mexican midnight approached, Trunks. only sighed as he slowly got into the car, his face was stern, but his eyes had a hint of worry set forth in them. I could never read his emotions, I had tried once when we first met but that too wore thin, I had a job to do, and trying to figure out a man, was not one of them. I wouldn't have minded so much if he would just open up to me. He could as easily have made the same argument but we set all of our differences aside to consign the much larger picture.

"Pan I still don't' see why we have to go through this argument every time we have to hunt. We slayer together and we die together remember that. It wasn't just your destiny that said that you have to be this all powerful and mighty slayer just like it wasn't my destiny to be this all-powerful mighty protector. We all have a job to do and if we decide to slayer one of the `mini' bosses tonight and the others decide that they have to come after you than they come after us together." He said as he motioned for me to start up the car.

All I could do was nod, he was right in some accord we are a team. So without any more interruptions I started the engine. I listened as the engine turned over it roared with such passion and force I slightly jumped. I looked over only to have his crooked smile, staring back at me. I don't know what it was but just having him look at me like that gave me chills down my spine. Oh well I didn't have time to ponder the thought, as I brushed back the dark ebony strands away from my face as I drove westward, to a little abandoned church where pure evil resided in.

The midnight air was just settling in as we pulled up, with my tiny sliver cross hooked firmly against my neck I inhaled deeply once again. The church itself was a sight all on it's own. It was elderly; it's once beautiful painted windows were now dusty, with a few droplets of blood smeared on the window. The red dust once again picked up as we shut the car doors. I got an eerie feeling as small hints of light quickly shut off. The isolated church was silent, the normal side of me wanted to get the hell out of this place this town…just leave. was all I wanted to do, just wanted to disappear. What the hell was wrong with me? I wanted to scream as I felt a slight tug on my arm.

"Here, put this on, I can't have my slayer turning into a Vampire can I? And remember stay together don't go going off at your random moments like you do…..Pan do you hear me?" Trunks. asked as he handed me my jacket.

"Ya I hear ya, I won't go off by myself and I'll stick by ya, just don't get in my way okay?" I said as I put on my jacket. With one stake in my hand I slowly approached the entrance to the abandoned church.

No sound escaped as I slowly took out a stake and opened the front door. I immediately exhaled, for the stench of death and blood was way too strong, I could hear the laughter escape as Trunks. and I entered the church back to back. My heartbeat increased with each step that I took. You would think that I would have been used to it by now, but it was still too much for me. I wanted to run through this church quickly, I wanted this over but I knew that was the one thing that would easily get me killed.

Deep in my side I felt a sharp pain explode through my body. I cringed as the pain got tighter and harder to bare. I inhaled deeply as a new wave of sensation hit me. What the hell was wrong with me?

"Slayer…" I heard echo throughout my mind, over and over again like a bad song stuck in my head. I could feel Trunks. elbow me to see if I was losing it. I could only reply with an elbow back.

"I'm fine" I whispered, as another wave of sensation hit me.

"Slayer.." it once again whispered as we dived deeper into the chamber of the church, nothing….

It made me begin to wonder if I had possibly been wrong. Maybe the Vampire had not resided over here but possibly at another church. My thoughts would soon betray me as I heard a loud explosion outside the church. Trunks. and I were thrown backwards into a near by wall. I screamed in pain as my arm caught a hold of something sharp. Blood immediately oozed out of my wound as my head banged sharply against the wall. Dry dust engulfed us, as I coughed deeply. The ash and smoke invaded my lungs with such passion.

"Damn, Trunks. you still alive and kicking?" I coughed as I slowly rolled over. He coughed too as he too rolled over.

"Ya you?" he coughed as we both helped each other up.

"The explosion where did it come from?" He asked as he brushed the dirt off of him.

"Outside, come on we gotta get those bastards, before they move on." I said as I too wiped the dust off of me.

"Slayer…" the voice inside my head announced once again. I cringed again as I once again felt the deep gut winching pain. I doubled over once more as the voice replayed over in my mind over and over again.

"Pan, what the hell is wrong with you?" Trunks asked as he helped me up, his strong hands ran the length of my arm up and down with such gentleness, it made we quiver under his touch. I quickly snapped out of, for I was now feeling the stinging sensation in my arm now.

"Nothing, get the hell off of me, we don't have time for this" I said as I quickly made my way to the front entrance. I shot down the elderly door, with such a force that for a second it almost scared even me.

What I saw was not what I was expecting. Five of the undead, standing by our car, the look in their eyes would be a look I would never forget. There were two girl Vampires who didn't look over the age of seventeen, stood there with there short black dressed with there flowing ebony hair. They looked identical, the two girls stood there holding hands with a look of thirst in there eyes.

"Sweet blood." I heard one of them say, she liked her fingers,

"I think your right sister, sweet blood for the both of us…Just wait and see, I think tonight is the night when we will have our fill.." the two of them laughed as if it were nothing.

I scanned the group as I saw two men who didn't look over the age of twenty-five stare deep within my eyes. They too had low cut brown hair with a pair of ebony eyes that seemed to go on for miles at a time. There long dead fingernails ran along the outside of my car making a long screeching noise. They scratched and clawed as they licked there lips.

"Hey, get the hell away from my car!" I yelled as they laughed. Trunks only poked me in the side.

"I like her, she is cute and a little feisty…. Umm I think that I want to kill her slow enjoy her a little bit…." One of the Vampires said while smiling. I cringed some, as I glanced at his two hollow teeth. His Vampire teeth, the teeth that could make you either lose your life or either make you turn into a walker of the living dead. Either way you would lose your life. The other male Vampire only smiled as he went to stand by, the master Vampire of the group I'm guessing. He was slightly taller than the rest of the group, very well dressed. He was a sight for a pair of eyes. If he weren't a Vampire I think I might wanna holla at him. Which of course sounds really bad coming from a Vampire Slayer.

He was tall, with a well toned body and jet black hair, his deep blue eyes stared deep into my own as I felt myself get a little hypnotized by his presence. The way he moved his hands the way his hair slightly blew in the wind. He wore a light over coat. His skin was pale, but to my surprise his lips were thick and a light pink color. It was something about his lips that was so alluring. I found myself visualizing what his lips might actually taste like. Did it taste like sweet honey or what? I found my self wanting to feel his lips on my own. What the hell was he doing to me? His eyes, those damn beautiful eyes. I closely watched his motions as he whispered something. His lips were to fast, I couldn't catch what he said. I could feel Trunks. gripping his stake tightly, but for me I knew I was losing my grip on my stake.

"Slayer.. I need to feel you" I heard in my head once again, with this voice I once again felt the sharp pain in my side once again, This time the pain was too unbearable. I fell upon my knees not caring if I had dropped my stake or not. It didn't matter to me at all. I could hear Trunks. call my name, I couldn't see him, my vision had become blurry, I grabbed my cross for strength, but it did no good, as a new wave hit me, which led me to rip off my cross.

The wind once again picked up even worse, than it did all night, the red dust attacked my lungs as I inhaled and exhaled deeply. I coughed some at the sudden intrusion.

"Pan get the hell up, what is wrong with you?" Trunks. Asked as he tried to focus on the Vampires and me.

"I can't take them all out by my self I need you to get up." He yelled while giving me a little kicked in the side. I coughed once more before waving my hand in annoyance at him. I tried to stand but the pain once again struck me hard as I doubled over again. I struggle to take off my jacket as the wind blew harder.

"Slayer, I want you to get up, the pain will go away soon enough" the voice whispered as more pain shot through my body. By now my once white wife-beater was now a dusty red color. My breathing slowed down as the pain subsided. I brushed myself off, while picking up my stake. I looked over at Trunks. to see how he was holding up. The look in his eyes said it all. He threw me another stake, as the first two lady Vampires came forth. They ran with full speed, there hollow teeth already exposed waiting for the kill.

"Ladies first" I said as Trunks and me. lined up back to back.

"Ya I guess your right, how about a bet, who can kill the most Vamps. Before the other…" Trunks. said while punching the lady vamp. She screeched some as a thick river of blood fell from her now swollen lip. She smiled some as she licked the blood from her lip.

"You pathetic human, look what you did you made me spill, now I'm going to have to kill you without any fun…Oh well at least your blood will taste a lot sweeter." She whispered before launching her self at him once more. He laughed as the two matched kick for kick, blow for blow. She yelled some as she managed to starch him on his arm. His heavy thick blood seeped out. Her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. Her eyes were filled with lust and excitement.

"What do u say Pan do we got a deal?" he managed to get out as she griped him by the throat.

I coughed some as I was caught in the same position, "Sure why not?" I coughed as I brought both my hands down and gave her one quick kick to the stomach. She doubled over as her head snapped back up into place. Her eyes burned with a passion to kill.

"You bitch!" she yelled while making a full head on charge towards me. I smile some, "Well we all are bitches some times," I laughed as I threw the stake through her heart. It was an unbelievable sound. No matter how long I had to do this, I would never get use to the sound of the stake cutting through the dead flesh and piercing the heart. It made a loud swooshing sound before she coughed up some blood. Her dark warm ruby blood made its place on my face. She fell forward as her skin began to burn. Her dark red blood made its mark on the light red orange dust.

"Well Trunks. looks like I nabbed me a Vamp, that's what one to zero….umm better catch up before I end up making a jack ass out of you." I laughed as he too just staked the other lady Vamp.

"A-don't become cocky and that's one to one, let's even the odds, the next bunch will determine it all okay?" he said as the other two male Vampires rushed towards us.

He threw me a stake as I threw him one, we split away from each other, for I knew these two Vampires were hostile. The one Vampire that came after Trunks caught hold of him and threw him back into the old church Trunks. made a large crash as the Vampire went after him. I looked on in horror as the other male Vampire took hold of me and threw me into the car, my head bounced off the car like my head was a beach ball. I cried in pain as the Vampire took hold of my feet and drug me in front of the main Vampire.

My vision once again was a little blurry as his heavy arms pinned me down into the soft red-orange clay. I coughed some as small amounts of blood, flood down my swollen lips. He smiled at that.

"So slayer… How does it feel to be on the other side of the game?" he asked as he leaned deep down. His two hollow teeth ran its course along the outskirts of my bare neck. He inhaled deeply.

"So sweet..so full of fear….Is this how you wanna die slayer….or is it Lillian?" he asked as he repositioned his self over my body. I cringed, as I didn't have the energy to move.

"Get the hell off of me" I whispered,

"No I don't think so,.. I think I like you the way you are." He whispered as his soft pale pink lips made contact with my neck; kissing it. I gasped at how soft and rough his lips were at the same time. His lips were cold and dark. While he was making his assault on my bare neck, as his razor sharp nails caught a hold of my shirt. He slow slid them down as my shirt ripped in half. With my chest exposed I felt another blast of blood on my face as I felt his limp body lay across my own. I slowly moved the body off of my only to have another body pin me down again.

The master, the beautiful master, with his wavy ebony hair and hypnotizing blue eyes. I was speechless I gave no struggle as it seemed as though I was falling deeper and deeper into his soul. What the hell was I thinking? I thought as he did his best to cover up my exposed chest, but failed each time.

"So you are the slayer?" he asked as I began to feel drowsy, with each word he spoke. I felt a light tremor going along my spine.

"What do you want?" I asked as I tried to struggle a little bit.

"Ah none of that, I was quite kind to save your life after all you came all this way to kill me which I have no doubt that you are going to do at the end of this night, but bare in mind that this whole slayer thing is a lot bigger than you realize, it is bigger than me and you so take heed to my word young one. What ever you end up doing remember that whatever you start you must finish because if you don't it will end up finishing you." He said as he quickly made two large deep gashes in my chest. He slowly licked my wound, I wanted to scream in passion as I felt his warm tongue slide across my chest.

He slowly looked up at me, at that moment my eyes a lined with his. His swollen lips were inches from my own, instead of me tasting his lips, his long hot tongue slid across my face as he moped up the blood, for some odd reason I wanted to taste his lips more than anything, If only I could taste his lips than that would be the only thing I wanted. Was it wrong of me being a slayer? The Vampire stopped

"Hush little one for I know what you ponder, my name is Sam and I will grant your wish for I don't have much time left." He answered as his lips quickly covered my own. I was shocked at how I wanted this so much, but how did he know what I was thinking? His dark gift must have been mind reading. While his lips hungrily devoured my own I felt my self shift in order to get more of a taste of his lips. His lips were so sweet and comforting it was like it was putting out a fire, while starting a fire deep down in my soul, I could feel his hands run through my hair tearing the ribbon I had to tie back my hair. My lungs burned for air but I didn't care. All I cared about was tasting his lips, .his eager tongue scraped along the inside of my mouth as I eagerly accepted.

I don't know what it was about this Vampire, because never in my life had I felt this way before never…. He slowly broke away from me leaving me breathless and craving him even more. I endured his wandering hands that explored both of my thighs.

"Fear not little one, for as hard as it is too see I am not your enemy, remember that." He gently spoke as he stopped his assault. I whimpered some not knowing why. This was all too confusing for me why was I having these emotions?

"Hush for I know…" he whispered as he picked up my wrists, with one quick movement he slashed a symbol into my arm. I cringed at the sudden impact of the crispy wind upon my wound. Sam stared at me with such intensity it almost scared me.

"Go now" he whispered. I closed my eyes in horror as I watched his beautiful piercing blue eyes grow big as a droplet as blood fell upon my lips. I licked my swollen lips, as I tasted the sweet taste of honey. His eyes grew soft as I felt the sharp stake poking against my chest. His fingertips slid across my face as I felt the loss of heat.

I couldn't explain it but small hot tears formed in my eyes as his limp body fell onto the dusty red clay as the last of his blood drained from his body. I watched as his blood hit the uneven pavement.

"Pan are you alright?" Trunks. asked as he looked over my body. My focus slowly began to focus on the matter at hand. I could tell Trunks. was pretty beaten up, a small river of blood flowed from an open cut above his right eye. His once Lavender hair was now a red-shade of clay. His eyes burned with fear, his hand were blood stained. He slowly reached for me as he brought me to my feet, my legs were wobbly. I begged my eyes to readjust. I swayed some as Trunks. supported me.

"What the hell happened to you?" he asked as he dusted off my shoulders. I shook my head, as my eyes wandered over to the now limp body of Sam. He didn't move, he didn't breathe, but a peaceful expression covered his face, on the other side I wanted to break down and cry, but no tears escaped. I wanted to block out his crystal eyes.

"What the hell did you do that for?" I asked as I broke away from his embrace.

"What are you talking about?..Pan he is a Vampire, a Vampire master at that. It wasn't like he was trying to save your life was he? Come on he was tryin' to kill ya, but I'll be damned look at your damn chest and wrists!" he yelled while holding up my wrists. I was in complete disarray, for I knew that the cuts were there but I couldn't believe that Sam had done this to me after the way he showed me such passion and kindness. What type of spell did he have me under?

My head buzzed as images came back towards me. My chest hurt like hell, but there was no way of escaping the tempting images of the Vampire tasting my chest. The way his skillful hands explored my body. The way his pale lips tasted. My fingertips slowly retraced my lips they were still warm.

"Hey Pan what the hell is going on? I leave you alone for five minutes and you know trying to destroy the undead and your kissing one? What the hell is that?----- I mean look at your wrists and chest what did he do?" Trunks. asked as he held my wrists closer to the light. I cringes some, as he twisted my arm more. I could feel the blood flowing freely down my arm.

"I'm fine, and I wasn't kissing him, you wouldn't understand----- I can't explain it. There was something different about this Vampire. He wasn't evil, for the first time I felt as though he understood me------ Trunks. he understood that I was confused, that my anger and resentment I feel towards my destiny or fate or whatever the hell it was suppose to be but I'm done do you hear me?-I'm done!" I yelled as I walked away from him. Trunks. only sighed as he caught up to me.

"Pan I understand what your going through, but you have no choice, you are a slayer do just deal with it. I learned to deal with it. Stop being such a damn baby." He issued.

I stopped dead in my tracks, "You know nothing about me and how I feel so…" I quickly said as my head continued to buzz. Flashed of distant lands and distant faces became a permanent image in my mind. I stopped dead in my tracks my eyes slowly roamed to Sam's unclaimed body, it seemed as though fire surrounded him, I could still feel his hands on my body, as different images invaded my mind. What were these images? These images were horrible and terrifying. Humans being captured Vampire's tearing into their unprotected necks. How the blood drenched the Vampire's clothes, and how the blood dripped from their swollen lips. Images of how the hollow teeth sunk deep into the flesh of the naive victims. Those damn blood stained teeth, smiling devilishly at me. My insides burned uncontrollable as I once again heard the sounds of flesh being torn open; hearing the screams of dying victims. I doubled over my arms felt weak, my head spun as I felt my self-drop to the uneven pavement. My body twitched and jerked as more images became clear. I felt strong arms surround me as I heard a faint voice calling to me. My eyes grew dark as I drifted further and further into my own mind. I no longer heard Trunks rough voice; all I heard was the desirable voice of Sam. His voice was weak at first, but it became stronger as I became closer to him.

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"Wake up, Panl----- What the hell?" he thought as he roughly shook her, beads of sweat formed on her brow. He gently pushed back her dark ebony strands her deep chestnut eyes, grew darker with each moment that passed. He slowly wiped away the dirt that clung to her mocha skin. He held her close as she began to struggle. Trunks couldn't understand what was happening to her. He had watched her slay over a hundred Vampires, without a blink of an eye. It was true the two had been through hell and back trying to ward off evil but they always seemed to come back on top. He knew how difficult it was to continue to slay Vampires, but it was her destiny she just had to accept it. He wanted to scream in frustration as he noticed the cuts on her chest began to bleed once again, her writs were covered in dried blood, the wind began to pick up once more as dust blew into her cuts, he watched her shift as he laid her down on the soft clay. Trunks quickly dumped his blood stained bag on the seat next to him spilling all of its contents. His crystal eyes frantically scanned the contents he silently thanked who ever was up in the sky, he found his bottle of Alcohol he drenched his white cloth with the clear warm liquid, he gently pressed it towards her chest. Her body jerked in response to his actions. She mumbled something; although it was unclear he leaned down further.

"Slayer" she whispered as her body once again jerked. Trunks firmly held her down her body was extremely hot.

"What?" he thought as he quickly picked her up. He couldn't explain it, but for some odd reason, she felt right in his arms she was like a missing jigsaw piece, only she belonged with him. He shook his head doubtfully as he needed to focus on the task at hand

"Hold on Pan" he whispered as he laid her down on the back sear. He fumbled in his pocket desperately trying to find the keys.

"Dammit!" he cursed, as his pockets were empty, "Where the hell are the keys?" he thought.

Trunks frantically searched the car knocking over boxes empty bags, everything. He screamed in frustration, as his eyes caught a glimpse of something. "Damn the keys are in her pocket." He thought as he slowly reached inside her left pocket he couldn't describe the feeling he felt as his hands gracefully slid down her thigh, her muscles were tight but soft. His fingertips brushed the leys as he gripped the keys firmly he slowly pulled them out once again making contact with her toned thigh. He sighed with relief when he had successfully pulled the keys out of Lillian's pocket, Trunks looked over once again before violently being pulled by the wrists. He cringes in pain as Pan sat up. Her glossy deep chestnut eyes were slightly opened, as she increased the pressure. Trunks looked on in horror as he watched her smirk become devilish, it was almost as if she had become possessed. The two were silent except for the occasional deep breathing of Pan Her nails racked along his ivory skin; he didn't move. After awhile her breathing became more mellow. She slowly released her grip on Trunks, but not before bringing him closer to her lips. Her shiny lip-gloss gently brushed across his bottom lip. Her light breath brushed across his bottom lip. Her light breath ticked his face as she brought him closer as there lips matched.

As there lips matched Trunks tried to pull away but couldn't refuse her offer possessed or not; her gracefully lips gently moving along the bottom of his, made Trunks wandered what more she had to offer. There kiss deepened he felt her soft smooth hands run through his hair, he moaned as his lungs begged for air. Pan's eyes grew wide with lust as she slowly broke the kiss; she smiled some as she violently scratched Trunks neck. Blood slowly began to seep out of his neck. Trunks cringed in pain as he tried to pull away from Pan. By now Trunks could feel the burning affects for the wound on his neck. Trunks struggled against her as the dusty wind began to blow with force. He swayed in the wind some as Pan caught a hold of Trunks' ivory face, she slowly turned his head at an angle, and her ghostly eyes revealed the hunger and the lust as she slowly began to suck. His warm blood clamed her senses, as with each flick of her tongue she wanted more. She craved him now; she pulled him closer as he struggled against her touch. His eyes frantically searched the small car, there on the lower left floor there was a set of handcuffs, he strained against her as his well built body pressed against his own. He could feel her warm blood through the opening against his own. He leaned once more before grabbing the cuffs with one quickly slap to the face, Pan let out a lifeless scream, as she flew back into the seat. Trunks took this as a good sign and hand cuffed her arms and legs to a bar that stretched out between the driver seat and the passenger seat.

Trunks slowly got out the car, she looked helpless as her chest heaved heavily heaved up and down with such passion and force. Her lifeless eyes still open, dark red blood flowed down her swollen lips. She struggled against her restrainment.

"What the hell!" she yelled in a voice of her own. Trunks only smiled as he violently slammed the door. He swayed some as he got into the driver's seat. The driver door echoed against the wind as he breathed heavily.

"Bitch" he mumbled as he wiped the warm blood off his neck. He readjusted the mirror. He hated the way he had treated her, like a caged animal. Handcuffed to a bar, for all he knew she could be fighting for her life.

"Hold on kid." He whispered as he started the engine, once again he heard the engine roared.

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"Where the hell am I?" I thought as my eyes readjusted to the dimly lit room. Candles burned in each corner. I swayed some as the wind lightly blew; I struggled some as I tried to move my hands. To my horror I was restrained. I tried to scream some as I felt the cool metal bind my wrist. Once again I tried to struggle as my eyes came into focus a little at a time. There stood in front of me was the handsome Vampire Sam; alive no doubt. I wanted to speak but no sound escaped accepted the occasional mumbling of voices. My insides burned once more as I heard Sam's hypnotizing voice once more I could feel his radiant heat, as his smooth hands slid back my hood. His eyes made contact with my own. Slowly as his blank stare burned a hole in my soul….

To be continued….