CH6: Cat Fight

"We are remote; the nearest city is more than 200 miles south of here. There is radioactive terrain, cults, and Class 5 mutants between us. Why would anyone care about our little group?" Emily asked.

Her little group was over 300,000 men strong, with a population of 5 million by the last census. I made sure to check the numbers. Of the fighting men the North Mississippi Vampire hunters could deploy, 3000 were inquisitors, and 30 were high inquisitors. Several inquisitors were at the level to be promoted into high inquisitors at a moment's notice, and the vampire hunter's training programs were getting better all the time. Armored divisions and research bases were a common sight near the Tennessee River. They were a power block that even the Borg's couldn't ignore.

"I expect the drones are cheap enough to make to throw away; after all, there is radioactive terrain, cults, and Class 5 mutants between Jackson Mega City and this territory. While you have blocked off the mainland trade road between Jackson Mega City and the North, the trade route to Florida remains open." Ember said.

"While that's interesting, it has nothing to with us. Call your brother Emily; you're returning tonight. The vampire is not welcome to stay the night." Jason said.

"She has nowhere else to go, and it's not like we don't have the room."

"Corpse lover," Emily said.

I blinked. "Your sister is a dumb bitch." I said.

"She's a saint; it's not her fault you can't get it up for anything warmer than room temperature," Emily growled.

Ember gripped her relic, and the room heated.

"I don't know you, but at least I know I'm not a whore." Ember said.

"I'm a virgin, you cold twat. Ahole loophole, so it doesn't count." Emily said.

"I bet that's what you tell all the boys. Who are you saving your virginity for your brother?" Ember said.

Jason's aura erupted while mine emerged, controlled tightly to my skin. My brother raised an eyebrow before tightening his own control.

"You've learned a new trick out in the world. I'm envious." Jason said.

"Half a month, and I will be ready to leave. We'll go east." I said.

"I've recovered enough to survive on my own." I felt something shift in her, which shouldn't be possible. The more I studied her vampire energy, the easier it was to sense the subtle shifts of it. No mage could get a hint of the tightly controlled manipulations. My current hypothesis was that vampires had a small pool of energy. Still, in exchange, they were masters of control and concealment. Unlike mages, they were beings of extreme efficiency instead of raw, flashy power. If I could match her control and concealment, then I would be able to go anywhere undetected. "Unless I've grown on you in such a short time," Ember said.

She smiled but didn't show her teeth. After staring at her face, I realized it was an act but not one of a spy. Was she showing me the façade she used when dealing with normal humans? I didn't like it.

"What if you have grown on me?" I asked.

Ember gave me a look like I was the biggest fool. Maybe I was she was a vampire wolf that hunted the human deer. Legends stated that vampires were a creation of the android to control the human population. Once, we numbered in the 10s of billions. Why would a deer invite a wolf to sleep in its home?

Father hadn't raised deer or sheep. Jason had planned to dump Emily and move to the Mississippi Mage College to further his education. I decided to piggyback onto his plan and join the college as well. By becoming mage journeymen, we would have some protection against World Gov.

Drones or not, they weren't ready to challenge the college or the 5 great wizards.

Becoming a wizard wasn't my intention. My ultimate plan was to become a problem solver like Father was back in his day. The only way to reach my full potential was to get out and see the world.

A vampire royal no longer bound to serve World Gov. There would be a fight to bring the disenfranchised vampires into the various organizations worldwide. Ember had a fine ass and was a benchmark. If I could equal her control, all my abilities would increase qualitatively. Energy control was the foundation of our family magic.

"Then you should know I can't stay here. I won't stay longer than two weeks then we have to move. I'm wanted by World Gov."

"She has to be a spy. If I were spying for World Gov, I would say that. How do we know the vampires are even being attacked. All we have is propaganda." Emily said.

"I believe her," I said.

Jason looked between us and sighed. "I'll get to cleaning up the extra room; make your call, babe, or are you staying?" Jason asked.

She slipped on a pair of shades and then frowned. "I'm not getting a signal."

"Is it the fence?"

"Do you think I would make that mistake?" Jason asked.

I narrowed my eyes, but Jason wasn't the one who kept blocking phone signals.

"You're doing this." Emily accused.

Jason tensed. Emily pulled out a silver revolver with a cross on the handle out of nowhere and a shock baton. Ember hissed and slowly drew her relic, revealing a silver rapier that screamed danger.

Emily needed a set of Magna power armor or maybe a Magna mobile suit to stand a chance.

"By the power of the Lord Jesus Christ, I will put you down, vampire," Emily said.

Ember flinched at the word Lord but not Jesus or Christ. She tightened her grip, and the weapon heated up even more. I stared at the projector, still playing a video with all bars green. We used the same connection signals as Emily's Enhanced Reality glasses. So, what gives?

I didn't want to get stabbed by Ember's relic; that thing would slice through my barrier like butter until PL 1000. Emily squeezed the trigger, and I moved in to intercept. I knocked the incoming round aside, caught Jason's punch, and stopped it cold. His aura containment improved before my eyes, but it was too slow to pass my edge. I kneed him in the solar plexus and went for the grapple. Father's coffee table smashed apart, the first casualty in the fight.

We continued wrestling, but every move he tried wasted far more energy than me. Grappling was a war of technique, strength, and endurance, and I had an overwhelming advantage in endurance. A scream alerted us.

My attention turned to Ember tossing Emily's stun baton away before yanking off the vampire hunter's bra, exposing swastika tattoos around her nipples. Emily replied with the dreaded hair pull as they broke into a catfight. Jason and I gave each other a look of understanding. We quietly started recording the fight with our cubes to not disrupt the entertainment.

Ember was clearly going easy on the vampire hunter as she danced around the girl, slowly undressing her. Not a drop of blood was shed, but Emily lost more clothes by the second. Before we knew it, Emily was down to her panties with her pants around her ankles. The edge of the cross tattoo I saw before peaked out.

The vampire hunter's big perky titties bounced as she swiped and ducked under Ember's lazy attacks. Emily tried to use a blessing to buff herself, but Ember only turned up her speed when Emily tried to match her.

"Well, it's been fun, but I already texted Fonz. There is no reply." Gunshots rang out, blowing holes in our walls. Jason and I occasionally knocked a stray bullet away. "I suspect the drones were far more effective than we expected."

Most tech had a bad reaction to energy. Mythril was a dangerous metal to mine and extremely resistant to change. Once refined, it wasn't likely to break. I didn't think either the vampire hunters or the mages had an answer to it. My subconscious was still looking for one.

"I think it's good they are getting this out of their system," I said.

"Stop, get away from that," Emily shouted.

Ember had Emily bent over panties down and staring at the butt plug hanging out of the girl's ass. A circle of Norse runes enchanted the toy, saying virgin tightness, regeneration, and lubrication.

"It's so cute. I just want to give it a yank."

Ember smacked the girl's ass leaving behind a red handprint. The vampire held a hand, and blood formed into a hard red dildo. Emily's big blue eyes widened in horror at the sight. She struggled like crazy as Ember slowly approached the vampire hunter's virgin twat.

"There is another name for the Anal loophole; we call it the saint loophole. You can use your order's maiden-only spells and be a whore by taking every dick up the ass. I can't tell you the number of evangelist whore's I've depowered with this."

"See, they are getting along; you were worried about nothing," I said.

"I don't like seeing my woman get hurt," Jason said.

Jason gave me a look, and I sighed. Emily was sobbing with her ass in the air, red handprints all over it. Seeing my brother's girlfriend in this state was nothing new except the tears. The girl had a thing for testing her boundaries, much like what Ember was doing. She was testing how far I would let her fuck up Emily.

I moved in and gripped Ember's arm. Her skin was cool, smooth, and white. Even holding a dildo in her hand, she had an air of dignity Emily couldn't match. I wanted her cold body or not. "Enough, please release my brother's girlfriend."

Emily, I think it's best to sleep here for the night. You wanted to wait until marriage, but communications are down."

Ember released Emily before tying her hair back in a ponytail. She winked at me with her arms raised, exposing a flash of her black lacey bra.

Our projector automatically flipped to a local channel by our entertainment AI. It showed Emily's father in chains under the guard of the drones. High inquisitor Johns Guttenberg stood tall as he marched the ruling families of the North Mississippi Vampire Hunters Association South under the guard of refurbished Panzer Tiger tanks and anti-mage drones. All the fun and games ended at the sight of one of Mississippi's great Hegemons falling to the Borg's of Jackson Mega City.