"What have we here?"
Carrington Primross holds the beautiful Sabbath Black by her milky shoulders. From a safe distance he spies upon the Ganthorian starship crippled against a ridge. His admiration noting the cattle within a glowing energy pen. He could feel the energy in the air terrorizing his hunger.
A bonfire flares around a stacked array of shipping containers. Sitting near it was Cowgirl Greta Winston and her friend Sargent Elle Franklin. Blood coursing through their veins calling out to both Vampires. Resistance difficult.
"Well done Dearest Sabbath. Mother will be pleased."
Sabbath says nothing. Her expression cold and empty. She had no concern now. She knew it was hopeless to persuade Primross from his objective. Sustenance through Mother only satisfied their hunger for only so long. They had not fed in weeks.
"Lovely ladies. Shall we go say hello?" Primross winks tipping his hat over a blood red gaze.
Leaving her side Primross defies gravity and speeds to the two women in silence. Standing behind them. He could hear their pulse like a raging river. Yet, his ego required an introduction.
"Is this not a welcomed sight? A fire to warm what ails?" He speaks loudly. Both women jumping at his unexpected entrance. To his beguiling grin he faces a poised hydraulic javelin and a Winchester rife primed to cut him down.
"Where did you come from?" Elle responds defensively.
"South Wales. Yourself?" He removes his hat bowing.
Elle eyes his pale complexion, "America. Stay right where you are."
"But of course. I mean you no harm. Merely a weary traveler in search of food and shelter." He realizes the dawn approached. He would need to move quickly.
"Spare a meal? A drink perhaps?"
Greta tosses him her canteen of filtered water. He in turn lets it hit the ground. Without glancing at it.
"Something a bit tastier perhaps?"
"Get behind me Greta." Elle warns.
"I'm good. He gets too feisty I'll unload buckshot."
"I said get behind me. Stop being a badass."
Elle touches her collar forcing Primross to admire her throat. Diamond attired he smiles.
"So very shiny."
Before him a hologram appears in the form of Jack Ramse. Primross reacts with curiosity, "Ah, illusion. I must admit respect for I too am a Magician."
Jack responds to Elle, "What's wrong Elle?"
"Intruder, Jack. Better get down here."
"Yes, Jack. Do come say hello."
Down the ramp comes Jack Ramse in his boxers followed by Sophia Ridge whom he had asked to join them from the hallway. Safer in numbers and power set. Sophia storms past Jack in her own protective matter. Her tiny microscopic friends warning her of danger.
"Sophia, wait!" Jack wasted his breath.
"Hi Stud. I'm Sophia. It's a pleasure."
Racing right up to the Vampire she stops cold hands on her hips. Chest bouncing before his eyes. Her skin unlike anything he had ever sensed. Something about her troubled him.
"The pleasure is mine. A lovely young lady indeed."
"Aww! You're going to make me blush. Welcome to our humble home." She moves closer with her arms outstretched as if awaiting a hug. He realizes her heartrate is different than everyone else and steps back.
"Forgive me. I too have my guard up."
"All good. Just being sociable. I just figured you might be lonely like I am." She coyly grins trying to coax him in.
"Lonely indeed. Another time perhaps."
Jack steps closer Glock in hand, "Who are you?"
"Carrington Primross. At your service." He bows removing his hat. Never once taking his eyes off of them.
"He's so cute." Sophia attempts to charm the fellow. Batting her eyes at Primross. As much as he desired to feed he maintained his poise. The Magician that he was swiftly pulling an array of fake flowers from beneath his cuff.
"For you." He offers Sophia.
"Back away Sophia." Jack advises.
"I don't think so Jack. I love getting flowers." She dances in step reaching out to claim the floral arrangement. The second she accepts it the flowers are withered and devoured into her palm, "Oopsie! My boys got jealous."
Primross noting her damage done steps back in favor of another candidate. His lust brewing by the moment.
"For the record." Jack points his gun, "None of us will go down easy. If you're what I think you are."
Primross lifts his palms to calm his prey, "A simple Magi I am."
"Your skin tone tells us different." Jack counters, "Sun will be up in an hour. Willing to stick around until then as a show of faith?"
With a loud sigh Primross summons Sabbath from hiding in the dark near the storage containers. Mentally she is forced to step into the open. The sight of her forcing Jack to tense up. How many others might be out there he questions.
"Sabbath?" Elle narrows her eyes, "Cam told us of you. Are you alright?"
The pale beauty shuffles forth next to Primross and merely nods. Fear in her eyes. Primross reaching out to pull her to his side.
"Have no fear Dear Sabbath. This fine fellow will not harm you." He grins toward Jack.
In turn Jack sneers, "Don't underestimate me."
"Nor you me My Good Man."
Mental commands order Sabbath to run interference. With a look of sadness the English diva flashes in a blur of speed toward the cattle pen. Literally leaping over the static curtain to enter the cows. The small herd reacting in a panic.
Greta cries out giving chase when Sophia joins her to keep her safe. Amid the shock Jack fires shots at the feet of Primross. The cad merely smiling at his attempt at bravado. "Oh, Dear! Now you have hurt my feelings. I so wished to become fast friends." Primross in a maddening dash of velocity grabs Jack's gun hand and his throat. To his surprise Jack reaches up and grabs Primross around the neck as well. Presuming Jack to be an easy target he soon realizes the Man's strength. Eyes flaring at his tightening fingers.
"Nice try Lugosi." Jack and Carrington stagger in the dirt. Giving Elle a chance to move in behind Primross. Reaching out with both hands she surrounds the Vampire's waist.
Hissing at his captors Primross suddenly feels strange.
"What have you done?" Before Jack's eyes he witnesses Carrington Primross turn from pale white back into a familiar shade of flesh tone. Carrington losing his inner strength and his hunger subsiding.
"For the record Ripper. I have a healing touch. If I'm not mistaken you Sir are back to being a living breathing human being. Thank me later." Elle releases him and moves back retrieving her thin spear from its stance in the dirt.
Primross trembles and softens his features. Jack sensing his change releases the Man's throat. In turn Primross gives up on his own grips. In favor of studying his hands and pulse.
"I do not know what to say." Carrington sways with a refreshing glint of inhaling oxygen. He had no reason to breath before now.
Jack still maintains his target, gun poised just in case.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the static fence Greta and Sophia opened a thin sliver of curtain to enter. Within they find Sabbath on her knees praying. The shock leaving Greta speechless.
"Forgive me. I had no control over myself. Sir Primross is my maker. I must obey him. If not I would run far away and live out my days." Sabbath pleads as Sophia steps closer to her. Greta lowering her Winchester.
"She ain't harmed my critters." Greta points out. Her cows hugging the net nervously on the far end.
"I sense your power." Sabbath peers up at Sophia, "Please end my existence before I can harm any of you. I can feel Sir Primross lose his hold on me. Freedom even for a moment is precious."
Uncertain what to do Sophia resists touching her, "Not today."
"The sun rises shortly. I will end my own life then."
