Welcome to Apocaleptika: Greeneyed23 and Nera9948

[Nera9948]

Princess Ariana had just arrived at the city of Apocaleptika, the former Los Angeles, in order to attend the coronation of Prince Lucas Sangrey. Before the weekend was over, the man would be the King of the West Coast Legion of Vampires. His father Lucian Sangrey, had recently been taken down by a rival faction of vampires, and was killed by the orders of her mother Queen Mahalia, leader of the East Coast Legion of Vampires. She was here for the coronation, but did not expect to be welcome.

She was at a Nightclub called Obsidian to feed and enjoy herself before the coronation the following night. Ariana was a spoiled brat, and rarely went off to feed by herself and to procure her own meals, and tonight was going to be no different. She was going to buy some blood wine from the bar procured from the Blood Hunters, a group of specially trained mortals who hunted for and sold the blood of supernaturals to anyone who had the cash.

She was accompanied by two of her guards, which her mother insisted that she have with her at all times. She had not been able to ditch the two men as of yet, but she was looking to do so at the first opportunity. but first, she was going to get some blood from the bar.

Ariana sat drinking from a fancy wine glass, bored. She almost hoped that something, anything would happen because it would make her night to be able to deal with a pesky hunter, or someone from a rival vampire clan. When all the excitement was through, she would go to her hotel room, hopefully with someone to fuck so that she could end the evening on a good note.

 

[Greeneyed23]

Alyssa Van Morgan took a long drag on the bright neon pink 'cig', and ignored the bouncers eying her.

Like her current outfit, the cig was an affectation. And a trap.

She did not actually smoke. The cig produced a very realistic steam however.

And also strengthened the silver nitrate that was both currently coated with and the small but very real amount that lay in her veins.

Her family had been hunting rhe supernatural for centuries even before they came out of the shadows.

Now they had to alter their methods.

And Alyssa, small as she was, preferred an up close scrape. But she was not so foolish to try even a newly turned vamp without precautions.

Such as silver laced into her clothing, down to her underwear, a special lotion with silver nitrate mixed in, and whenever she was on a full hunt and expected to see her target, she would inject a .0000001 percent solution into her bloodstream.

So small it didn't hurt her, but had more than once been the end of her target.

She was called the Fated Finisher amongst the lesser supernaturals for a reason.

She had no idea what the fangers called her. And hardly cared.

Since they had risen up and taken over the world life had been a nightmare for humans.

And this recent nonsense with the West Coast king dying had not improved things.

There was one major plus though.

Ariana was in play. Alyssa had been trying to stake that spoiled brat since she was 12.
That might only be 12 years ago, but everyone knew if the spoiled princess went down Mahalia would lose her mind.

And everyone waa betting she would never accept that some human could kill her. Even a Van Morgan.

So Alyssa leaned against the wall outside, pretending to be part of the crowd clamoring to get in, but instead watching for any sign of Ariana leaving.

Hope there is some way to recognize or identify her.

Alyssa didn't know if any of the so called images of her were true or not.

The Van Morgans had once been part of the espionage service of the old United States. Now they were hunted constantly. They survived by adapting and changing their appearances and locations constantly.

Alyssa was here for the chance. Even if it meant dressing up like a gothic barbie doll to spot Ariana. Whatever she looked like.

Alyssa had gotten a padded push up, to make her already more than adequate breasts seem to border on the impossible, and had submitted to a full waxing so that the much too small skirt and the ridiculious pink panties underneath would allow her to blend in.

Being so athletic and fit helped her sell the image physically and she just had to play the fang hungry bimbo up.

Hence the "bite me. Please?" On the ridiculous panties. And the intentionally lurid image of a Dracula happily biting at her chest on her top.

Fang groupers were pathetic. But they did allow her to get close. And while this outfit was stupid, from the white top that showed way to much cleavage and did not even come below her ribs, and concealed nothing save her possession proof tattooes under her armpits, to the schoolgirl skirt that only just came beneath her ass, and her own compromise. The thigh high boots.

They were black and red platforms and had a number of secrets. Including that the buckles were all spiled and all silver.

And several of her weapon lay secreted in them.

Not all of course. But several.

Her safest bet actually lay in the fake cigarette as she carefully let her eyes move around the crowd again, staying near the middle, knowing going inside was purest suicide.

 

[Nera9948]

While Alyssa was in the middle of smoking her cigarette, one of the groupies of the vampires in the club, a young man with the same kind of gothic get up, sleazy clothes and desire to get fed from could be heard talking to a young woman who was in a similar get up. Apparently most of these vampire groupies thought that if they were dressed like that they would be appealing to the vampires there looking to feed.

"I hear the Princess is here, in this club, can you believe it?" The young man said to his female companion.

"Do you think we can get her attention? Maybe be her playthings for the night? I heard something about how if you pay a little extra you can get into the vip section and up your chances for getting her attention tonight. I hope its true because I'm so excited. Maybe we can even end up getting ourselves turned, wouldn't that be fucking awesome?" The woman said.

The man seemed to notice Alyssa taking a puff of her cigarette, and turned in her direction. "You looking at something?" He said to her.

"Kyle shut up and stop being rude to people you don't know, or you are going to get us kicked out and we are never going to get to meet the Princess." The female said, chastising her friend.

"You shut up Kelly. If I want to be rude to someone, I will. Its my prerogative." Kyle said to the woman at his side.

One of the bouncers, a large burly beast of a man made his way over to where they were conversing. "Is there some kind of a problem here I should be aware of? Because if there is I will toss all three of your asses onto the street before you can blink."

Ariana started to notice the argument that the other fangers were trying to make with Alyssa, and waited until her guards were not paying attention to slip away over to where the three were standing.

"I have heard that the princess does not like drama." Ariana said, trying not to make it obvious she actually was the princess. "If you keep making it, you certainly are never going to get into the vip section, and that would be a shame. You are all so beautiful."

 

[Greeneyed23]

Alyssa had been about to cut this Kyle twat down to size when the new arrival spoke up.

And a dozen emotions struck her.

Ariana was beautiful.

Impossibly so.

Most vamps were.

But Ariana, no one else could have that dark aura, was a heart stopper. The kind to make old Hollywood scream in jealous rage.

Then she smiled, around her cig.

And flicked an eye toward the bouncer. "I have been waiting here for thirty minutes causing no trouble. You always blame the victims for problems? Is that because you are rich, white, male or all three?"

Then she took a long drag and blew it into Kyle's face. "As for you mister poorly done deniro. Suck. My. Taint."

And stepped past him, driving the point of a heel onto his instep, but doing so just as he lunged for her, so he went down screaming, looking genuinely dangerous.

She paused before Ariana. "If we are beautiful then what does that make you? The sun? The moon? The stars? Cause darling I am damn sure even old LA ain't never seen anything half as fine as you."

She let her eyes glitter, an old trick triggered by taking the vampire's admittedly impressive body.

She left her body open to the beauty, lit cig still in her right hand, but now hidden out of sight.

She let the madness behind her carry then whispered. "You are much too pretty to be out here dealing with street trash beautiful. Why don't you take me away from here and I can show you how a lady should be treated."

Alyssa needed and had applied minimal makeup. She had a finely angled face and jaw, her cheekbones highlighted to make her already lovely face and arctic blue eyes even more enchanting.

Her lips were coated with a purple lipstick, and the naughty side of her was unmistakeable.

 

[Nera9948]

Ariana smiled at Alyssa. The woman had game, the Vampire Princess could not deny that, and Ariana definitely swung both ways. Ariana needed to feed tonight, and it seemed that this pretty little thing was keen on being on the menu.

Ariana never even suspected for a moment she was dealing with a hunter, however she was the daughter of a Vampire Queen, and as such she was forced to always act like even Mother Theresa was dangerous, and so Ariana gave the woman a cool calculated look and said. "As much as I would like to ditch the escort I have following me around everywhere, it probably is not a good idea given that she was quite literally in enemy territory right now.

"Oh sweetheart, I would love to get away, but I am afraid my wiser self is in control tonight and I believe the closest we will get to being alone is one of the private rooms in this club, or the VIP section which has already been set aside for me this evening.

"Come," Ariana stated as she started to make her way not to the VIP section where she would be expected to go, but to one of the private booths where girls gave lap dances and other things like that tended to happen.

Ariana locked the door behind her and ripped the camera out of the wall. "I like my privacy." Ariana stated. "Would you like a drink and to relax a bit before going any further? I was raised with a bit of class so even though this is a back room where private dances are given, I don't expect you to just start ripping off clothes."

 

[Greeneyed23]

Alysaa followed smiling, though her instincts were screaming.

She had not wanted to enter the damn club, no matter what her ploy had been.

But now she had no choice.

She did console herself that she could call this a recon mission. And she could happily enjoy the magnificent sway of the Dark Princess' hips.

Alyssa studied the room and smiled. "Oh darling I don't need to rip off my clothes to show you a good time."

Then took Ariana's hands and kissed first the left, kissing her way down to Ariana's elbow cup, her eyes on Ariana's as she lay the arm onto her shoulders, then kissed the right arm's elbow cup then down to her thumb, which she softly suckled, before letting go of it with a long lashing of her tongue, putting the hand onto her own hip.

She lay her own hands on Ariana's waist and began to sway her hips, moving to music with a smooth and easy grace.

"The only question beautiful is do you wanna stand? Or do you wanna sit?"

She had been seen entering and she was alone with one of the strongest and most powerful vamps alive. She was good. And tough.

But she wasn't stupid.

Besides. She could have some fun. And Ariana was beautiful. And hot.

And tasted delicious.

 

[Nera9948]

"Oh really," Ariana smirked in the human woman's direction. "You do have class. Maybe I should sit in case you really put one to me. Also I kind of like these red velvet love seats. you can tell this place was set up to cater to the vampire crowd. Well honestly a lot of these places are nowadays, but this one, definitely is."

Her eyes scanned the beauty at her side. While Ariana would love seeing what the woman looked like without her clothes on, Ariana did have to admit at least to herself that she had a partially clothed sex fetish. She would enjoy this a lot better if there were still some clothes on while it happened.

Ariana got onto the love seat, and leaned back, waiting for Alyssa to join her there. "You do know we probably do not have long before those bafoons my mother and father sent with me come and try and break up this party right?" The princess let Alyssa know.

 

[Greeneyed23]

Alyssa smiled. "Then we should make the most of this."

She turned, bending so her skirt rose up just enough to show the stay high tops above her boots and hint at her ass for the lovely behind her and changed the music to a classic rock power ballad.

Then as the opening riff struck she snapped her head around, flinging her hair over shoulder to look at the beauty, then swatted her own ass as a clap came from the song.

Then spun on one heel into an open pose, her legs spread as she straddled Ariana's legs.

She leaned forward, her hands on either side of the princess' head and leaned in. "You never told me your name beautiful."

She spun in place then, sitting lightly on Ariana's lap and grinding against the princess.

But not just against her crotch, she made sure she had contact along Ariana from legs to her neck, nuzzling into the princess' throat softly, whispering, "Though I have trouble imagining any name perfect enough to suit you beautiful."

She lay her legs on either side of Ariana's and sat up, whipping her hair about again, not a strand striking Ariana's face, then peeked over her shoulder again. As she did her skirt, which had ridden up, flashed Ariana a view of the human's very impressively rounded booty, the panties garish but unable to mask the quality they held.

Then Alyssa turned, spinning on Arianna's leg to sit half on her lap now, running her hands from her waist, along her sides to tease her own breasts and into her hair, letting it cascade down her back.

She smiled and spun again, coming to her feet between Ariana's own and bending at her knees and waist, swiveling her body as she fluttered her skirt, then spread her legs, letting the silly words on the panties be visible, but also opening Ariana's legs as well.

Then she turned away, sashaying away from the beautiful princess and began to swivel and away to the music, her hips bouncing from side to side for about twenty seconds. Then her hips began to roll.

And as if by magic as they did so, and she slowly lowered her body, the skirt rose as well, until it fell away.

Then Alyssa bent backwards into a controlled backstand and bent again, twisting mid bend to land at Ariana's feet. Which she crawled between, her face dangerously close to Ariana's sex, then crawled up Ariana, but without touching her, her lips and nose tickling near Ariana's navel, then both breasts, then her throat, and finally her lips, while Alyssa's hips continued to roll.

Ariana could see both right down her shirt and get a gorgeous view of Alyssa's very impressive cleavage, and her ass, the panties only serving to make it more obvious.

Alyssa licked her lips. "Tell me beautiful. Do you want me to dance some more? Or would like to go further?"

She leaned in, her lips so close to Ariana's that had either leaned any further they would be making out and breathed, "because I cannot imagine any pleasure greater than being with you."

 

[Nera9948]

Ariana watched as Alyssa moved, exposing her perfect ass and the rest of her nice body to the Vampire Princess' scrutiny. Ariana reached out and ran her hand over the humans' face. "You are so beautiful." She uttered.

As Alyssa moved around her snaking in and out and moving with excellence and precision, Ariana laughed softly. "Oh you know how to say all the right things."

Ariana laid back, expecting she was going to get to enjoy a tongue lashing but when Alyssa asked if she wanted her to continue dancing, she thought about it a little.

"I would love to see exactly what you can do. How well you dance. The music from before kind of sucked worse than most of the vampires in this establishment. This song though. I like it and I would love to see what you do with it."

The door was locked, and they were still alone. Ariana knew they didn't have much time and she might not get to see the culmination of this if she had her dance. Her lackeys would be there any minute. She knew this, and yet she could not wait to see more of that woman and her dancing.

"Dance for me darling," Ariana said to Alyssa as she shifted her weight to get more comfortable than she currently was.

 

[Greeneyed23]

Alyssa turned her face into the touch, kissing Ariana's wrist, and leaving a clear purple lipstick kiss on her skin.

And a tracker her Clear Vision could follow. At very short distances.

There was nothing magical or supernatural to it. She had just put some burnt rose into the lip gloss, and like most hidden things it was visible to her now.

Then she turned and rolled her hips, her upper thigh then her shin coming up Ariana's own thigh as she did so, then the raised leg planted on the wall over Ariana's left shoulder, her hand closing Ariana's legs now.

Alyssa lowered herself until she was molded along Ariana's body, now brushing her own hand into Ariana's hair and pushing it back to nuzzle into her neck and run her tongue along the curl of Ariana's right ear.

Then she gripped Ariana's shoulder with her thumbs, the seat with her fingers and snapped her other leg up, doing the splits and opening herself to Ariana, then slowly walked her legs into the air, giving Ariana a full view up the skirt and under the all but useless top before pushing off and flipping to her knees before Ariana's legs

There she pressed her lips to Ariana's left knee, dancing and twerking in crouch, her hands snaking up Ariana's thighs as her lips now moved to Ariana's right knee, then she stood, spinning, and sat on Ariana's lap again, her skirt now high on her waist, her ass fully exposed in the hideous panties.

She pressed her back against Ariana's breasts and leaned back, opening her body, and her neck, to Ariana, and kissed her neck under her left ear.

"Touch me more beautiful. Please?"

 

[Nera9948]

Ariana was enticed by Alyssa. Alyssa was beautiful and she had game. Ariana was finding it difficult to hold off from feeding, much like a slut trying to keep from orgasming for their master or mistress. She suddenly realized though that she did not have to hold back. This woman was into her, and wanted more of her touch. She knew she was a vampire and wanted desperately to be fed on.

Her voice was melodic, calling to her. Being called beautiful was enough to melt her resolve. Her thirst was at its peak, and she really needed and wanted to feed, and so she moved to the woman's neck, and began kissing it lightly before finally sinking her fangs into her neck and drinking.

It was a rush. It was always a rush when she was feeding. Ariana was not one to drain and kill someone who was innocent. She only ended the life of the evildoer, but that was not to say that draining someone dry never became a temptation.

Ariana had no intention of trying to kill Alyssa, but she realized after a few minutes that she had made a grave error. Alyssa's blood was laced with silver.

"Damn it..." Ariana said as she realized she had been lured into a trap by a hunter. If she survived this her mother was going to kill her. She felt ill, nauseated, feverish like effects, and she started to use her blood to try and combat the poison. She was weak however, and it was going to take a lot of effort to do so. "You poisoned me."

 

[Greeneyed23]

Alyssa found she actually regretted it.

But did have something of a plan for this.

"Yep."

And went over to the light switch and hit the hidden switch.

And instead of the party lights, actual lights came on, filling the room.

Then she moved to Ariana's and pushed a mouthguard into the beauty's mouth. "I still have the silver in my blood beautiful. Don't try anything please." She then drew Ariana onto her shoulders, and slid them down a secret passage.

She carried Ariana easily, and actually made certain to keep her head from striking the wall, or her body and legs from dragging along the wall either.

They came to the locker room for the actual dancing girls.

Alyssa reached down and drew out a dartpipe, and put it to her lips.

And the lights begab to flash and music to play and the girls all rapidly finished getting ready and rushed out answer the apparent rush of attention.

Alyssa waited until it was empty then scurried out of the locker and to one of the mirrors. With a touch to the frame it opened.

And she stepped through shut and locked it, then began to run down the tunnel.

After ten minutes Ariana found herself in a chair in a warehouse, cuffed to the chair.

Alyssa was applying silver to the three doors, and had used a pair of long hooks to draw a silver mesh over the space beneath the second floor. It was so thin and light that even Ariana only saw it because she saw Alyssa manipulate it.

Any vampire who tried to go through it would be caught and ripped apart.

Alyssa was just finishing her precautions when three men came out of another tunnel.

"Damn. You really caught the bitch huh?"

Alyssa whipped around. "I told you to watch your language Mark."

"What? With fangers too?"

"Vamp or not she is a woman and you will show her the proper respect or I will kick your ass. Again."

Mark muttered something that sound suspiciously like, "cheating bitch." But made sure to do so so quietly only really Ariana heard it.

The tallest of the new trio moved to Ariana and went to touch her.

Alyssa darted across the room and grabbed his hand. "Don't. Touch. Her."

"Why not? We're guna kill her anyway."

"Can you guaranatee she won't break free and bite you?"

"....No."

"Then keep your damned hands off her."

The third was eying Alyssa and now slapped her ass. "Looking hot sweetcheeks."

Alyssa snapped her right leg up and around in a vicious high kick that caught the asshole across the jaw.

He dropped to his hands and knees, but Alyssa wasn't done. Her leg had followed and now hooked around his neck, she hooked her boot with her elbow. "I said never fucking touch me again Billy. Didn't I FUCKING SAY THAT!?"

The tallest began to yell at her.

Mark took the opportunity to get close to Ariana. "Never touched me a royal pussy."

And cupped her middle, his fingers moving south.

Then he screamed in agony as a knife protruded from the shoulder of the same arm.

He lurched to his feet, reaching for it, but Alyssa whipped it back to her own hand and now held it to Billy's temple.

"What's going on here Graham? You said you were bringing pros. Not two rapists who pretend to be hunters."

"Bill and Mark are great hunters."

"They are sadists, rapists, and murderers who stain our legacy. What are you doing Graham?"

Mark hissed gesturing obscenely at Alyssa with both hands. "Fuck you you uppity bitch!"

No one saw his blood strike Ariana's face. Including onto her mouth.

It was not a great deal. But it was fresh. Clean of silver. And hot.

Her cuffs were silvered retreated steel. On her wrists and ankles. The chair however was just wood.

But still again, none of the four saw this as Billy seemed to find this to be the perfect moment to make another move.

And cupped Alyssa's groin.

She screamed in rage and drove her blade into his skull, then kicked him away, into Graham while Mark roared. "Murdering bitch!"

And fumbled for his own weapons.

Alyssa hurled two blades at Mark as she fell back, one taking him in the face the other in the groin.

He screamed in agony once again, reaching for both, and then she brought her boots up and slammed the heels together and a pair of shotgun blasts came from the heels, and hurled him back.

Onto Ariana.

He was twice her size and knocked her chair over, then broke it as landed on her.

The impact also knocked free the mouth guard and though he was bleeding, his neck was exposed as he lay atop her, and his wounds had left him helpless.

The othet two hunters were now engaged into a ground grapple battle with knives and other weapons flashing.

Alyssa was the more skilled but Graham was well trained, was bigger, and kept cheating by yanking her skirt down to catch her legs or her tiny shirt up to choke her.

Finally the skirt broke as she deliver first a rolling axe kick to his head, staggering him, then she leapt at him, spinning in the air for another head kick, this one so hard he was sent spinning as it took him across the jaw.

But then he pulled his own shotgun and fired both barrells, sending her scurrying for cover.

His back was to Ariana, Alyssa across the room to the both, both breathing hard, Alyssa so far unmarked but knowing they were running out of time.

By now the princess would have been found missing. And the gunshots in an unused warehouse would have drawn attention.

Alyssa could not see what if anything Ariana was up to, she just knew Graham was between her and safety.