Suck Dry

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(MC P.O.V)

Pulling off from spying Logan Fell, I knew I had not only my test subject for beheading, but also a wonderful subject for compelling in order to gain his assets and properties, along with the blood he would provide for Enzo. But, before I let Enzo feed directly, I'll need to first get him prepped with some blood bags.

The most ideal scenario would be to get a witch to set up a boundary spell on the storage unit in order to keep him contained until I can win over his allegiance...but the only witch I have available is a dead one.

Though, she did use some of that hocus pocus when she possessed Bon-Bon, so the question is, would she be willing to do a quick possession and set up the spell for me?

I drove, not back to the storage unit, nor to the hospital to swipe some blood, but back home.

It took me a (blank) minutes to arrive, but once I did, I quickly made my way upstairs, into Jenna's room, and propped up her dresser to recover the grimoire that I had taped to the inside bottom.

Now, one might think, why put the grimoire in Jenna's room and not your own, and to that I say, who the hell ever took Jenna seriously enough to snoop around anything she possessed, let alone start moving furniture?

With the grimoire in hand and the talisman always secured around my neck, I spoke, "bring that ass here, girl," channeling my dc youngfly to convey the seriousness of her summoning.

It didn't take more than a moment for the "feeling" in my room to shift and standing before was Emily, still wearing that same white fit. 'We're going to have to upgrade that wardrobe,' I thought to myself, as I took in the gorgeous face of Bianca Lawson and wondered what the actress would think of her look-a-like's wardrobe choices.

Seizing the initiative of the conversation, I began immediately after her outfit check and its lack of appeal, "Emily, how would you feel about taking a ride in Bonnie's body? And before you ask, no I will not spank you while you're in there."

I watched in amusement at the varying array of twitches and ticks that went one after the other on her face as she heard and thought about the words I just spoke. I wondered if she would actually acknowledge my remark, but she left me disappointed when she went with the predictable.

"For what purpose would I possess Bonnie?" She asked, shamelessly pretending that I did not know that she knew that I knew that she was visibly affected by my remark.

"Well, I'm not sure if you were watching, though you probably were, but I have collected myself a vampire. Now, I just need a nifty little containment spell to keep him in place, while I help him get caught up on the world and he helps me by using his abilities to get some information out of a man."

"And what makes you think he will agree to work with you? A containment spell will only keep him there, you will have to be the one to make him cooperate."

'Ah, Emily, even after watching me go all Jason Bourne on those fools and slow-motion walk away from an explosion, you still underestimate this daddy?' I thought to myself, as I gave her a look that said "you sweet summer child, book learning isn't for everyone", and then had to once again stop myself from laughing at her face that said, "I can see you see that I see that you are thinking I'm stupid".

"If I tell you that, won't it just take away from the pleasure that comes with voyeurism. Imagine how much better it'll be for you to just watch and see what I do, instead of me spoiling it for you." I advised her kindly on the ways to fully utilize her new....or old, I couldn't help but wonder just how many times she saw Katherine get laid and decided to just stick around and watch. Hell, based on what I knew of Katherine, it could've all started with her telling Emily to stand there and watch.

In that moment, I had to thank my body for the mind that moves faster than light, seeing as how before I could even get lost in the thoughts of what those two got up to back in the roaring 18-whatevers, I was already back focused on Emily.

"I have no problem waiting to see what you will do, nor do I have a problem setting up the boundary spell. However, I do not need to possess Bonnie to do such a small spell. The book will be enough." She gave me her answer, with a tone that said, "I'm stating facts". However, those facts caused me to once again need to thank my brain for being so so silky smooth.

I began carefully, so as not to spook the girl with the amount of thirst that I was currently feeling for my witch. "So..Emily..you're telling me, that the only thing you need to set up a containment spell in the physical world is for me to go to the place with your grimoire and that's it?"

I acknowledged her eyebrow twitch and the slight upward curvature of her lips and noted that my thirst was indeed detected, however I showed no reaction. She's not the only one who can shamelessly pretend and keep on walking like nothing happened. I'm a true master of the art. She's just working on a yellow belt.

"That and the talisman you wear." She began, a slight smugness in her demeanor that most would miss, but I could see just how proud she was of her prowess, and it was pretty sexy. Since, you know, confidence is universally acknowledged as sexy, and I am one to agree. "I will channel the grimoire to fuel the talisman, just as I am currently doing."

"I see, but wouldn't that metaphorically suck dry the magic in the grimoire, or at least some of it?" I asked, and knew by the way her lips curled up even more that she was now looking at me like I was the sweet summer child.

'So, Emily is petty and prone to payback. Noted and acknowledged.' I thought to myself, making a mental note of could be called obvious.

"No," she spoke, her tone like one that would be used to address a child who thought it was okay to run with scissors, making me feel that I was really starting to like this dead ladies company. "The magic is drawn from nature, which you should know based on what you read about enchanting." 'Ah, she is correct,' I quickly confessed. "Therefore, I will use the talisman as the connection and the grimoire as the power conductor, in order to channel the spell into existence. It's a small spell, so there's no need for a large power conductor, like an actual physical body. The grimoire will be enough."

"I see, I see. And you're right, I should have been able to infer that from my knowledge. It's likely that I've been subconsciously making magic more complex and layered in my mind than it has to be, due to my lack of understanding when it comes to the basics." I told her as I gave her a patented Gilbert genuine smile. "Are you ready to do it now?" I asked, since the sooner it's in place, the sooner I can get blood bags to get him up to strength, and the sooner I can get him going forward with "Operation: Logan Fell, I'll take that", and finally get some answers to the questions in my mind, along with a base of operations.

"We can go now," she said simply.

"Perfect," was my only reply...well that and the patented Gilbert smirk that I'm certain made the bitch knees weak (If anyone gets the reference I'll accept one request).

And with that, not even 10 minutes after my arrival, I was already setting back out and ready to take on what comes next. Just as soon as I get myself another car.