Demise of the Vampire Queen

by Jodie Pierce

  “That’s right. If we combine our blood, we will be unstoppable,” Kendra said proudly.

  “Hmmm, that could just work,” Caleesy said excitedly.

  “Okay. So, who’s most important to her right now?” Kendra asked.

  “Tuwa!” Caleesy answered as the idea sparked in her head. “So, get rid of Tuwa, and she will crumble beneath us, right?”

  “Right. She’s lost too many lovers in her life, but none more important than him. I know with the support you’ve found, and our combined forces, we can destroy her!” Kendra beamed.

  “That is the best idea I’ve heard all week. How did you know I’ve been circulating the internet?”

  “Oh please, child. Who do you think invented the internet?” she laughed.

  “Really?” Caleesy exclaimed.

  “No, but you’ve made it so easy.” Kendra stifled a larger laugh.

  “Okay, so now what do we do?” Caleesy asked.

  “Well, I want you to be in charge of Tuwa, actually. Keep placing doubt in his mind. He is a reasonable vampire, a Yang to her Yin. He kept her temper down and sights set on the bigger picture. Crack him, and I’ll handle the internet and the other details and escapades.”

  “Cool. Sounds good to me. I can handle that,” Caleesy said excitedly. “Plus, I have contacts within the school walls to monitor the Queen’s every move.”

  “Great!”

  The two women decided to call it a night. Caleesy made a bed on the couch for Kendra then took to her coffin for her slumber. She locked the locks on her coffin from the inside as Kendra was a force to be reckoned with, and she was still unsure of her true intentions.

  * * * *

  The following evening, when Caleesy rose, Kendra was sitting in an oversized chair, sipping her wine, and smiling at her as if she had been up to something.

  “You look like the Cheshire Cat who ate the canary,” Caleesy observed.

  “I have,” Kendra said.

  “What’s up?”

  “Well, I made an around the world call of all vampires and planned a giant gala for all to attend. Of course, the Queen RSVP’d first for two places at the VIP table. Now, all we have to do is take Tuwa from her at the gala with the help of other vampires. It’s genius!” she boasted.

  “It is a great idea!” Caleesy agreed. She knew the local seamstress who could mess up the Queen’s gown that would be delivered right before the gala. She knew the flower shop that would mess up the order, and the Queen was very specific on the color of her flowers. She could at least mess up a couple things for the event—enough to irritate the Queen. She couldn’t help but smile to herself. Kendra had become a great asset.

  “Now, I’ll have to spend most of my time here in your apartment, as the Queen and I are bonded, and only your apartment is concealed enough to keep me hidden. Is that okay?” Kendra asked.

  “Oh, that’s fine. Well, I have to go to work, and I will work on Tuwa again, today,” Caleesy said and turned to go.

  “Don’t forget the plan,” Kendra ordered.

  Caleesy smiled. “I won’t.”

  “When you return, we should create our own blood bond,” Kendra said, licking her lips.

  “As you wish,” Caleesy replied with a hint of joy in her heart.

  * * * *

  “Is the Queen feeling better?” Caleesy asked Tuwa.

  “Unfortunately, no. I’m not sure what’s wrong with her. We have a gala coming up, and I hope she’s well enough to attend. I know it would mean the world to her, and she would hate to miss it,” he explained.

  “Oh. I’m so sorry. Please give her my well wishes,” she offered. “Has she asked about me?”

  “I’m sorry. No, but I can sense you two had something special once.”

  “I can only hope your love will return to its original state, and she’s loosening her reigns on others’ lives,” Caleesy said.

  “Well…I’m sure she’ll be fine. I know her, and I know she doesn’t give up control easily, but when it comes to me, she’s all in.”

  “I’m glad to hear that. I’d hate for anything to happen to you.”

  “Why? Do you know something?” he asked nervously.

  “Oh no. I was just hoping for the best.”

  “Thank you. I better get back to work, so I can get out of here early and make it to see her before she slumbers.”

  Caleesy nodded and walked away. She knew Tuwa was thinking about his future with the Queen. She knew he had to be unsure of what was to come.

  Caleesy finished her work and sat in the back of the blood bank—drinking her dinner—when she came up with the perfect plan to compliment Kendra’s. She was so excited, she had to rush home to tell Kendra.

  * * * *

  Kendra

  Kendra sat on Caleesy’s couch, meditating about the future and her role in it. She had a vision and had seen the Queen fall in flames to her death. She had to find the exact spot this would happen, but the Grampian Mountains were looking very positive.

  When Caleesy came home, she was very excited. She told Kendra about her plan to extinguish Tuwa, without breaking the vampiric code of rules. Kendra approved and left to find her dinner at the Forfar Market.

  As she walked the side streets woven into the market, she couldn’t help but feel some shame. She once loved the Queen and had even been rescued and been forgiven by her before Venice; however, when the Queen found Yutaka, Kendra knew she was only out for herself…and that’s why she left. She hated to, and it broke her heart, but she knew she would end up worse if she stayed. After the initial pain, she found it in herself to temporarily forget but never forgive the Queen. She bid her time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to make her comeback—the opportunity that would shock and destroy the Queen.

  She savagely took a large male for her dinner and had never been so rough with her food. She was feeling angst toward the Queen and all that was about to befall her. She took it out on her victim and felt slightly better. When she returned to Caleesy, she wanted to have a clear head, so she could manipulate the young girl. She already had her doing the groundwork and was pleased with her efforts. She would have to find a way to reward her in the end. She was cute, but could she ever find another woman as attractive, the way she found the Queen all those years ago? She didn’t know the answer to that.

  When Kendra arrived home, she found Caleesy sitting on the floor in front of the couch with books open all around her.

  “What are you doing?” Kendra asked.

  “I’m looking at all the yearbooks for The Magikal Kingdom, to see who else might be willing to work with us.”

  “You are truly a genius!” Kendra complimented her. Caleesy stood up and walked over to Kendra.

  “You look awfully rosy, tonight. Did you just feed?”

  “Yes, and I fed extra, so you could have some, too,” Kendra replied coyly.

  “Oh,” Caleesy said, slightly embarrassed.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Well, I’ve never done this. I’ve never turned anybody or fed off anyone other than the Queen,” she admitted.

  “It is truly an orgasmic experience between two vampires, something I’m sure you shared with the Queen?”

  “Yes…kind of. My turning was so long ago, and I was drugged, so I don’t remember much. My Maker locked me in a room with only the Queen to feed on. She begged me to make her like me, but I was unable. My Maker made sure that I was not strong enough to do that. We were separated, and that’s when my yearning for her started. I remember it being something special when I fed from her, but she was unable to feed from me at that point,” Caleesy explained.

  “Hush, its fine. Maybe that’s what she wanted you to think. Anyway, I’ll guide you through this, and you’ll enjoy every minute of it.”

  Kendra took Caleesy into the bedroom, and the two women slowly got undressed, staring at each other as they did so. They lay on the bed together on their sides, Kendra stroking Caleesy’s hair that fell on the pillow
and down around her neck and breasts. Kendra gently pushed the hair away and turned Caleesy on her back. Kendra traced her finger from Caleesy’s left eye, across her cheek, over to her earlobe, down the jugular vein in her neck, and toward her left nipple. Kendra stopped at her nipple and leaned in to slowly lick it. When Kendra’s tongue touched Caleesy, she jumped a little at the electricity between them from just a touch. Kendra traced her tongue from her nipple back up to her neck.

  As Kendra slowly sunk her teeth into Caleesy’s neck, she looked into her eyes. There was the expression of euphoria as she drank. Caleesy rolled her eyes and embraced Kendra’s head.

  When Kendra had finished, she had seen all she needed to see from Caleesy’s past in her blood. That was something that happened when one vampire sucked the blood from another vampire; however, she was not ready for Caleesy to see all her thoughts, so she slit her wrist and let the blood drop down into Caleesy’s mouth. By the time her wrist healed, Caleesy had enough and her cheeks were as rosy as Kendra’s were when she came home that night.

  The two women now had their blood bond and were ready to take on the Queen.

  * * * *

  The Senecas

  The powwow was over, and each member spread out within the tribe, playing each of their roles. Luqui was still mad and wanted to just walk up and take out the Queen. It was against the vampiric code, but he was tired of her escapades. He had made a name for himself with his latest purification ritual in Venice, which did not go unnoticed by the Seneca Tribe.

  They did not have internet out in the wild, but doves carried the messages from other places worldwide. The tribe had responded to the VIP Gala invitation, at least the elders did, but later decided they didn’t want to give away their position just yet. They wanted to surprise her with an attack when she least expected it. They had been paying for her actions for centuries, generation after generation. The story was told and each generation vowed to do something about her—yet she had been sneaky and hadn’t overtly broken the rules. They played the waiting game and aligned themselves with Kendra—a partnership they were sure would lead them down the path of redemption.

  * * * *

  The Queen

  The Queen lay in her bed with Tuwa by her side. He was applying cold compresses to her forehead in an attempt to cool her fever. She looked awful, with visible veins running through her face, sunken and black eyes, and a red nose. She had never been this sick and wasn’t sure what was going on. She felt funny but she wasn’t sure how or if it was part of her being sick. She had never been sick since the beginning of her existence, so she didn’t know what to expect. Just as she closed her eyes to the pain, he spoke.

  “My Queen. I am here for you. Shall I cancel our RSVP to the Gala?” Tuwa asked. The Queen shot up in bed and glared at him.

  “No way! I will make it there if it’s the last thing I do,” she spat at him. She couldn’t believe that he didn’t have faith in her that she would get better, and she’d never missed such an event.

  “I’m sorry, my Queen. I was just trying to do well by you.” he explained.

  She knew he was just being concerned, but she wouldn’t think of missing the Gala. All the important creatures in the vampire world would be there. She wouldn’t miss the opportunity to shove the success of her school in everyone’s face. She had never followed the rules of the vampire high society, as she felt she was above them all. She would just have to show up at her best, and now that she had Tuwa back by her side, she felt invincible. As she lay there in her bed, there was an urgent pounding on her door. A full head of curly, red hair peered around the door.

  “My Queen?” Dayana said.

  “What is it, child?” the Queen managed while trying to not sound sick, for she had hidden it from her students, so she did not seem weak.

  “There is a problem in the classroom that I need your assistance with,” she admitted.

  “What is going on?”

  “Well…your vampires turned one of our young witches into a vampire, and the warlocks are furious,” she explained.

  “What? I can’t believe it!” she said, jumping up. She immediately fell back on the bed, dizzy. Tuwa caught her and helped her sit back down.

  “I’m sorry, but I need your assistance. I cannot get through to your students. They do not respect me.”

  “I ordered them to give you your due respect and leave the witches and warlocks alone. I cannot believe this is happening! Leave me. I’ll be right down,” the Queen instructed.

  She sat on her bed, steaming and thinking about what to do next. Her mind was spinning and coming up with horrible, endless punishments for the young vampire. First, she wasn’t aware that she even had a vampire that was capable of turning another. Secondly, they’d directly disobeyed her specific orders…thus, insubordination. Thirdly, she was being forced to make an example out of the perpetrator. Lastly, she had to calm the witches and warlocks and lull them into believing this would never happen, again. How was she going to do all this? It wasn’t until Tuwa spoke that she remembered he was in the room.

  “What are you going to do now, my Queen?” She spun her head around to face him.

  “That is no concern of yours. I have work to do, so you should leave, now. Please see yourself out,” she ordered and moved to her dressing closet to make herself presentable.

  * * * *

  As she walked into the lunch room, the crowds quieted and parted to display the young girl sitting on the floor in a heap, sobbing. The Queen walked over to the girl, picked her up off the floor, and faced her toward the vampires who were segregated from the witches and warlocks. The girl’s eyes remained on the floor as the Queen addressed the crowd.

  “Who is responsible for this?” she bellowed. “Step forward, and you will not be punished as harshly,” she said to boo’s from the sorcery crowd.

  No one spoke up immediately. Eventually, the vampires all stepped away from an older vampire, leaving him alone at the front of the pack.

  The Queen looked at him intently. “Are you responsible for this, Leon?”

  “Yes, my Queen,” he said, bowing his head.

  “How long have you been able to turn others? How long have you known?”

  “I was not aware of it until today, when it happened,” he pleaded.

  “Really? How is that possible?”

  “Well, young Lily here and I were kissing in the underground tunnel. It got rather heated, and I could just smell her luscious blood and couldn’t resist. I bit her, only intending to take a small drink but the blood was so euphoric to me, I swooned and fell to the floor. She rushed to me, and the animal instincts inside me took over to get more of her luscious elixir. I drank until she was lifeless and I panicked.

  “I knew killing another, let alone a witch or warlock, would be punishable by death. So, I grabbed her and forced my blood down her throat until she was rejuvenated and drinking on her own. We rejoiced together after the incident, for it brought us closer together; however, when she went to Dayana, she said I attacked her and turned her with malice, when it was done in order to avoid the loss of her life.”

  “So, you did it to save your own neck, then?” Dayana asked. Leon held his head low and nodded. The Queen continued to stare at him, attempting to control her anger.

  “Leon, you have acted inappropriately. I cannot allow your hormones running around here and let you all get out of control. You will join me in my office later for the removal of your vampiric powers, the loss your status as a student, and the possibility of attaining a teaching position. You will be reduced to the cleaning and grounds crew, indefinitely.”

  Leon fell to his knees as Dayana smiled down upon him with satisfaction for the Queen’s ruling.

  “Please, my Queen. Do not strip me of my vampiric ways. They have been part of my life for as long as I can remember. Stripping them would be stripping me of my soul,” he begged.

  “You should have thought of that before,” Dayana spat at him.

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nbsp; The Queen looked down upon him without a hint of sympathy in her face. “Dayana, Lily. I am so sorry and promise this will never happen, again. Will it?” she asked her group.

  “No, my Queen,” they shouted in unison.

  The Queen looked down on Leon and addressed him. “You will also receive fifty lashings in the Devil’s Lambaste Chair. Now, meet me in my office immediately,” she ordered and walked over to Dayana.

  She took the witch’s hand in hers, apologized again, and reassured her that Leon would be made an example of for the others to see. She glided from the room with her purple velvet cloak trailing behind her. It wasn’t until the tip of the cloak crossed the doorway that the crowds burst into conversation. The vampires surrounded Leon and gave their apologies before he walked out the door to face his doom. The witches and warlocks fell silent as he walked out of the room while the vampires looked on aghast as their comrade fell from grace.

  “Now, all of you, get back to your classes,” Dayana ordered. The students scattered immediately and as quickly as possible. They gossiped in the halls, but as the Queen passed each group, they walked by silently. They knew the Queen was headed to her office to fulfill the sentence she passed down.

  “It’s such a shame,” one of them said. Everyone agreed.

  The Queen walked to her office, still in disbelief that one of her students would commit such a crime. As much as she enjoyed exacting punishment, she was not looking forward to tonight’s duty. Vampires were so special to her, she hated to take one’s powers away from them, but the witches and warlocks were demanding a suitable punishment for the victim who suffered under the powers of another.

  It was a short spell to extract one’s powers, which she often thought minimized the magnitude of the action. Leon had been a brilliant student, with great promise for a long career within the teaching profession, cut short due to a lack of control. She entered her office with Leon sitting across from her desk, and she slowly closed the door behind her. She walked over to her desk, sat down, and looked at the boy who was about to be changed forever.