Incest/Taboo Porn Star Family: Bridgett’s Tale

"What do you think you're doing, Bridgett?" Lucifer asked in a disapproving tone as she rested her cheek against her left hand as her elbow rested on her throne's armrest.

"You're going to need to be a little bit more specific, Luci," Bridgett retorted as she stared up at her grandmother on the shore of the lake of fire that ringed her throne. She did not like how Lucifer narrowed her eyes at her when she said that.

"Don't play coy with me, Bridgett; you know perfectly well what I mean."

"Honestly, I don't; I don't think I've done anything to upset you," Bridgett said in all seriousness.

"The Herald." A cold chill crept up her spine as she noted the red light in her grandmother's eyes.

"Okay, what about him?"

"Why are you spending so much time with him?" Lucifer asked, growing impatient with her granddaughter.

"He's my friend?! Is there something wrong with hanging out with my friend?" Bridgett asked, growing angry at her grandmother's unspoken accusation.

"Friend?!" Bridgett saw the confusion on her grandmother's face when she spoke that word. "So you're not off plotting something with that vampire?"

"The only planning going on, if you must know grandma is planning mine and Vikki's wedding, and I don't appreciate you accusing me of something I haven't fucking done yet!" Taking a step back as magma billowed up into pillars, striking the ceiling of the cavern where Yahweh had imprisoned her in.

"Watch your tone with me, Bridgett," Lucifer growled as her anger rose. Looking down when she felt a hand lightly resting on her forearm.

"Mother, please don't get angry; Samuel is good; he's nice to me so is Kelly," Anael spoke, peering up at her mother. Seeing her mother's gaze softening when she said that.

"Still, I don't like you hanging out with that... thing," Lucifer said; her angelic nature found Samuel's existence unnatural and should be wiped out. She was only friendly with the man due to the situation they were in at the time.

"Well, too bad, he's my friend, and he is going to be there for my wedding since they're helping us prepare for it. So you can either suck it up or don't bother showing up for it," Bridgett stated, standing her ground. "Why aren't you on Ira's ass, huh? He hangs out with him far more than I do?!"

"Because your brother does not serve me," Lucifer said, stating the obvious as she stared at her granddaughter. "You do."

"So, just what do I have to do to get my own realm, huh?"

"Save reality," Lucifer said indifferently as she leaned on her hand.

"Fuck this?!" Bridgett growled as she disappeared from her grandmother's realm. Not seeing the scowl on her grandmother's face when she did so.

"Bridgett?!" Samuel was a little surprised to find her sitting on the front steps of his home. "What are you doing here?" he asked, arching an eyebrow when he heard her sniffling. "Hey, you alright?" Lightly touching her shoulder before he lowered himself down beside him.

"No," shaking her head, "Gran doesn't like me hanging out here."

"So?"

"Aren't you afraid of what she might do..." Bridgett was perplexed by the smirk on Samuel's lips.

"Not really; I've taken steps to keep this house, my family, and myself safe from them; even if she tried, she wouldn't get past the wards," Samuel said factually. "If I assume correctly, you being here means you can't speak to Ira about this?" Seeing Bridgett nod her answer.

"He can't interfere with denizens of Hell like I can't do the same in his realm," Bridgett said, wiping her cheeks dry.

"Ah. Cosmic rules are a bitch," Samuel said offhandedly as he scratched his chin.

"Doesn't it just piss you off?"

"Sometimes, yeah, it does, but it's not worth the cost of breaking them," Samuel said ominously.

"What do you mean?" Bridgett asked, confused.

"The rules, law, or whatever you want to call them are there for a reason. There's a balance to things, good, evil, yadda, yadda," rolling his hand, seeing a slight smile on her lips, "but if you break one, you might just unravel everything, and with what we did to save everything, I don't think even my side will stand by and let anyone do so," Samuel said, listening to the ocean off in the distance.

"God, why does everything have to be so complicated?!" Bridgett groaned in annoyance. "You know, I just wanted to be a normal... okay, a weird, gothic woman, graduate college, marry the woman I love, and live a relatively normal life afterwards."

"Umm... I don't think that would have been possible, given your videos," Samuel said in a bashful tone as he looked away as Bridgett just stared at him in shock.

"I didn't know vampires watched porn," Bridgett said with a shit-eating grin on her lips.

"Hey, I got hours to kill, and I get bored," Samuel shrugged.

"So," feeling her cheeks heating, "what did you think about them?"

"Well, you should tell Vikki she isn't all that good at faking her orgasms," Samuel said, watching Bridgett tossing her head back in laughter.

"No, I just think it's you that picked up on that since whenever we're done, the guys think they rocked my woman's world," Bridgett snickered. "So, where is everyone?" Looking back at his house, noting how quiet it was.

"The girls went shopping in New Orleans; Ines just had to show Charlotte and Kelly these wonderful 'stores,'" Samuel said, throwing up air quotes.

"And they just left you here all alone? Unprotected?" Bridgett asked; the smirk on his lips told her he was far from defenseless.

"Well, they needed some time to themselves. What couple doesn't, and after everything that's happened, they deserve to pamper themselves just to destress, you know?"

"I do," Bridgett nodded. "So, do you expect them back any time soon?"

"No, their spa appointment isn't until tomorrow, so they're just going to stay there for the night. Not that I mind, I get the house to myself; just imagine the mischief I can get myself into," Samuel chuckled. Feeling his phone going off in his pocket, "Sorry," seeing Bridgett waving him off as he pulled up Kelly's text. Instantly he felt himself getting hard at the very lewd picture she had sent him of the outfit she had tried on.

"Didn't take Kelly to be of the naughty type," Bridgett teased, knowing it had to be something explicit given the rise of his arousal in the air.

"Oh, don't let her demeanor fool you; there's a vixen beneath it," Samuel muttered as he typed out his response and telling her that Bridgett was there too. Informing her, he could handle it, that she just enjoy her day.

"Can I see?"

"Huh?" Samuel muttered, a little taken aback by that.

"You have seen us getting fucked; I think an exchange is in order," Bridgett said with a nod.

"Hmm... I know my sister; she doesn't like me sharing her pictures."

"Oh, you won't be sharing; I'll just peek at your phone, is all, and it will never leave it," Bridgett said, her tail moved on its own, wrapping around Samuel's waist, pulling him closer to her. Noting how he was looking behind her, wondering how she had done that.

"Didn't know your tails were that strong," Samuel stated, a little nervous being this close to her with it just the two of them.

"There's a lot about us you might not know," Bridgett said sweetly.

"So, can I ask, why don't you have two wings like Ira did when I first met him?"

"Well... long story short, I met the angel of Fate, made a deal with her to see the possible future, where I just stayed a normal Nephilim or become this. I didn't like what was shown to me. So I knew the only way to avoid that fate was to get stronger than what I was at that moment."

"Huh?" Samuel looked at her confused, he might not understand how their mythos operated like his did, yet even he could tell there was more power to her than what he was feeling at that moment. "Are you sure you 'awaken'? I mean, really awaken, as Ira called it?"

"What do you mean?" Bridgett asked; now it was her turn to be rightly confused.

"I remember Ira telling me something about how he was turned into an incubus, which in turn awakened it prematurely. Then..." Tilting his head back, trying to remember what Ira had told him when he would come over one night to hang out after pulling his ass out of the fire in Greece, "he told me he was in gym class when this sudden urge, or pressure, or something like that was clawing it's way out, and he couldn't stop it. So some angel, I forget her name starts with an 'R' I think, anyway, this angel whisks him up into the sky and boom!" Making the motion with his hands as Bridgett watched on with interest. "He like grows... well, you have seen it haven't you?"

"I have," Bridgett nodded. "So you think I'm like Ira that I haven't really awakened yet."

"I mean, yeah, that could be the case because what I feel from you now isn't all there is to you, even I can see that, and I'm just... well, me," Samuel stated with a shrug. "It's possible your kind does it in stages, so you're body can grow used to the power it has before saying: Wham! You now have the power to destroy everything?!" The corners of his lips lifted at Bridgett's soft chuckle. "Or your human side is like a circuit breaker for you, making sure you say, don't blow yourself apart trying to take on more than what you're ready for, but I could be totally wrong on all counts."

"Well, I know Ira did put limitations on my succubus, so I would gradually grow used to my demon, and in turn, my powers would increase with mastering it."

"Hmm," Samuel hummed as he mused, tapping his chin. "Could be the polar opposites that now dwell within you that it might be counteracting each other?"

"Why would they? They are me?!"

"True, but think of it like a person with multiple personalities; they don't always get along, and they each inhabit the same body. I had to take a psych class once for the medical field I wanted. Don't ask me why; I found it stupid seeing how I was going to be a researcher at the time, but the school made me take it."

"Yeah, hate it when they do that," Bridgett agreed, totally getting where he was coming from.

"Well, see, I don't remember much of it because it didn't really pertain to what I was going to do, but I do remember something about integrating the personalities. From what I remember, it's a long, drawn-out process, but it is doable. Maybe all you can do is look inside yourself, sit both of them down and force them to cooperate with you. Threaten them if you have to because I doubt either one of them wants to die. I take it this was why you made that deal with me?" Samuel asked with a pointed look, to which Bridgett nodded. "Come with me," he instructed, getting to his feet and leading her into his home. "Wait here, you would set off the wards if you followed me, and I doubt you would survive if you did," Samuel warned when they entered his family's library.

"Yeah, don't think you want to explain why you're cleaning my bits off the walls," Bridgett said, flashing him a smile.

"You are so not like your brother, you know that?" Samuel teased as he walked to the far right corner of the room.

"True, but I'm prettier," Bridgett retorted, smirking at the snort that got out of Samuel.

"No comment." Bridgett just grinned at that as she watched him kneel down, wave his hand in a counterclockwise motion and mutter something beneath his breath. Revealing a trap door that wasn't there a second ago before he opened it. "Just be a moment," Samuel stated, getting a nod from her before he disappeared down the opening. Pulling out her phone when it vibrated in her back pocket.

"Love, where are you? You aren't in class; I'm worried?!" Bridgett's heart warmed at Vikki's words as she read her text.

"Gran pulled me to Hell; we had a fight; I'm at Samuel's place."

"What?! What do you mean you had a fight, and why are you there in the first place?"

"She doesn't want me hanging out with Sam anymore, and I can't talk to Ira about it, given the rules and such. And well, I just ended up here, felt safer than home at the moment, so I can think about what I'm going to do."

"Oh, baby, I wish you would have told me?!" She pouted at the sight of the sad emojis that filled her phone. "I would have helped the best that I could."

"I know, Vik, but Samuel's dealt with this before; well, power-wise, he's actually given me some good advice on how to move forward," Bridgett informed her as she texted Vikki back.

"So, I take it we have to stop hanging out with him and his family?"

"Fuck no! I am not giving up my new friends just because Gran has a bee up her ass about it. If she doesn't like it, tough shit! She might be the Devil, might be the ruler of Hell, but she will not dictate who I can be friends with!"

"Love, are you sure this is what you want to do? This might come back to bite you in the ass. You might turn her court against you."

"I don't fucking care if they do or don't! This is my life, not theirs; they can all suck on a shit-covered dildo for all I care. I will not frame my life around what tickles their fancy." Catching herself on the table's surface as she felt something swelling inside of her. Her hand covered her face as she tried to rein it in; however, it wasn't lost on her how her angelic and demonic sides were harmonizing at that moment.

"Damn, Brid, she must have really pissed you off. If this is how you want it, then I'm behind you, and we'll face whatever together, okay?"

"Are you in control, or is your power?" Samuel's voice filled the room once he had returned and resealed the hidden entrance to their crystal chamber. It was how he was powering such strong wards without constantly draining his own magic every second of the day.

"I am?!" Bridgett growled; her gold-ruby eye shimmered in her power as she peered at Samuel through the gap of her fingers.

"Then take control; your emotions are a double edge sword. Yes, they can give you strength, but they can also destroy you. Given what you are, your demon will take advantage of that. Is that what you want? Is this the extent of what you can do or be? Is this what you decided when you saw your fate to be laid low by your own self? Isn't this why you did this, to protect Vikki? If you give in here, then whose going to protect her?" Samuel spoke, trying to coach her into gaining control of her two warring halves. Watching how Bridgett's wings unfurled, her halo burned brightly as it sat behind her horns.

Yet she felt something odd, something she hadn't felt before. It seemed to her, at least in her mind's eye, she was supposed to have four horns instead of two, but that wasn't all. It was almost as if she could feel another set of wings. Her tail whipped wildly behind her as she sought to control the surging energy she felt swirling within her. She was aware of her phone vibrating on the table; the flashes of Vikki's face flared in her mind. Objects around the library began to rattle as her power grew; her tail lashed the floor; she recounted that night, the night she thought Vikki was going to die. However, before she could forge the power as her own, it suddenly left her, causing her to drop to her knees in exhaustion. Peering up, seeing the concern in Samuel's eyes as he lightly touched her shoulder.

"You okay?"

"I..." Looking at her hand, seeing how fast her three energies were twisting around one another, wondering if she could do it. "I think... I don't know, honestly." Bridgett was a little weirded out by the smile on his lips.

"Yeah, I bet it was the same for me with Charlotte when she awakened my own magic."

"How did she do that?" Bridgett asked, taking his offered hand as he helped her to stand.

"Having sex with me," Samuel stated factually.

"Oh."

"You know you were almost on a different level, right?"

"Yeah, I could feel it, but I just couldn't hold onto it," Bridgett said, looking down and seeing all the worried text Vikki had sent her. "Mind if I answer Vik right quick?"

"Sure, if she's anything like Kelly, she's probably going to bite your head off," Samuel uttered with a friendly smile.

"Oh, I'm probably going to have to give her my ass tonight to make it up to her," Bridgett spoke as she typed out her text to Vikki, telling her why she couldn't answer at the moment.

"Huh?! I wonder if I can pull that off with Kelly when I'm mad at her... nah, she'll just chain me in my coffin and dump me in the ocean for a day or two," Samuel sighed sadly.

"Really?"

"Oh, yeah, she's a mean, mean sister, so hurtful," Samuel joked. "Anyway," stepping up to her, "this is what I went to get; I don't know how you would summon me if you're in trouble, so I thought this might help," holding up a little black velvet pouch, held closed by the drawstring as he held it in the air, "whatever you do, do not open it, until you need it; otherwise you will corrupt the magic stored within it," he instructed as he looped it over her head as the pouch came to rest a few inches above her breasts. "Only then can you take out the crystal within and plunge it into the ground, or whatever you call ground in Hell, and the crystal will do the rest."

"Thank you, I promise I won't," Bridgett nodded, "and thank you for listening to my..."

"It's cool; I've been where you are now, struggling with things I rightly didn't have a fucking clue about. Trying to make sense of the reality I was thrown into all because I was chosen as her Herald before I was even born. Plus, Kelly would cut me off if I just ignored her friend when she was needing someone to talk to, and that is something I'm not willing to give up."

"She's that good?" Bridgett asked with a knowing smile.

"Oh, you'd be amazed with the things she can do with that tongue of hers," Samuel said in all seriousness.

"I can imagine," Bridgett stated, picturing herself writhing in bliss as Kelly was licking her sweet pussy. "So, hey," carefully stuffing the pouch into her shirt, she was not about to waste the gift Samuel gave her, "you feel up to like taking a trip?"

"Huh?"

"To Portland, I mean, you do want to get that text translated, right?" Bridgett asked, eager to return the help Samuel had given her.

"Oh right," snapping his fingers, "sorry, been distracted lately; totally forgot about that conversation; just let me get the papers I had copied the text to," Samuel said, seeing Bridgett nod.

"Can I ask, what had you distracted?"

"Umm... you really don't want to know," Samuel said bashfully.

"Aw, come on, you can't leave a girl hanging when she poured her heart out on your front steps," Bridgett said in a playful pout.

"Having sex with a Titan," Samuel said with his back to her, not seeing the shocked look in her eyes nor her gaping mouth.

"You're fucking with me, right? Please tell me you are?!"

"Nope, how do you think I became a daywalker in the first place?" Samuel asked from over his shoulder.

"What? She just mounted your pole, and wham! Daywalker?!" Bridgett inquired as she slapped her hands together, hearing his chuckle as she did.

"That's the short version of it," Samuel said, pulling out the papers from where he had hidden them. "Give me one sec; they'd kill me if I wasn't already dead if I didn't tell them where I was going." Seeing her nod as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Hey, Kel, yes, I enjoyed the pic, yes, I do, but you're just teasing me. Umm... listen, you remember what I told you about the translation? Mmmhmm. She's here; no, Vikki isn't with her. Found her outside on the steps; no, you finish your shopping, we had a chat. I think it helped. I know you do, but you need this; we both know you do. Hey, I'm not the one who blasted a hole in the wall. See? You should listen to your wise brother.

You know I can feel that eye-roll, right? Anyway, we're going to pop over to Portland... no, if you let me finish instead of interrupting me. See, always jumping to the assumption that I'm going to start trouble. Where's your faith in me? I'm hurt. Nah-uh, I only take blowjobs as an I'm sorry, Charlotte, or you could offer up the booty. Yeah, see, that's what I told her too. So mean?! I should be back in a few hours. Yes, yes, I'll try not to bring about the end of the world. You know I did help save it, shouldn't that count for something?" Bridgett was just biting her lip as she listened to the one-way conversation with his sister. Texting Vikki that she and Samuel are on their way. "Alright, love you too; I'll see you when you all get home tomorrow. Kelly says hi," he said, hanging up his phone.

"You ready?" Bridgett asked as her wings shimmered into view.

"Yep... wait, hold on, can't go there looking like this," Samuel said, stopping in his tracks, knowing if he showed up at her college with how he looked would cause problems. Bringing his left hand up to his face, chanting low, a purple mist flowed around him as he turned his hand clockwise, superimposing what he once looked like over his vampiric body. "Okay, now I'm ready."

"Did you just randomly choose what to look like?" Bridgett asked, her eyes running down his body.

"No, this was what I looked like before I became a daywalker. I really don't need people yammering on about the golden vampire stalking college campuses. Then how would I ever get anywhere with all those vamp-obsessed goth chicks," Samuel said, smirking at her rosy cheeks.

"If I were you, I'd be more worried about Vikki's sisters and mother," Bridgett taunted, returning his smirk as her wings folded in around him.

Vikki stood annoyed as her sisters went about prettying themselves up as she waited for Bridgett to arrive in a very out-of-the-way spot on campus. Rolling her eyes at what her sisters were saying, a little perturbed that they had to horde in on her new friend. While she didn't know if Samuel thought of her as a friend, she, however, did think of Samuel as a friend. Maybe not as a close friend, but as a friend, nonetheless.

"Get that look off your face, Vik," Sue said as she checked to make sure her hair was just perfect.

"He's my friend; why do you two need to butt in?" Vikki huffed, causing her crimson hair to bump against her back.

"Do we need to remind you we knew him first?" Rita retorted as she checked her makeup. "If you think we're going to let you horde that tasty vampire to yourself, then you got another thing coming," she said in a challenging tone as the snap of her compact filled the air once she closed it at the feel of Bridgett's approach.

Vikki's anger melted away as she felt Samuel's presence, seeing the drool starting to form on her sisters' lips as they, too, were buffeted by Samuel's sexual energies. How she could just bathe in it for all time if she was so lucky.

"You know, I'm never going to get used to..." Bridgett's chuckle filled the air when Samuel quickly darted behind her at the hungry glares of the triplets that burned into his body.

"Here, I thought you were this powerful being," Bridgett teased.

"Yeah, I'd take facing off against Onoskelis than to know what's on their minds; seems safer at the moment," Samuel said, feeling like he was about to be eaten and dragged down into the pits of Hell.

"Now, now, Samuel, don't tell me you don't remember the moment we shared at the club," Rita cooed, displaying her body to him to reignite that memory.

"Mmmhmm, don't you remember how my lips, my body felt against you?" Sue purred as her nails ran up her body, hoping to tempt him to taste her delicious body to his heart's content.

"Hey, love," Vikki said, holding out her arms to her fiancée. "It's good to see you again, Samuel," she spoke as she and Bridgett shared a hug.

"Hello, Vikki; Kelly sends her greetings," Samuel said, becoming defensive when Sue and Rita ringed him in.

"Samuel, why are you like this?"

"Didn't you enjoy our bodies?" Sue uttered lustfully as she pressed her body against his.

"Umm... yeah, but I'm a guy, and they would kill me if I did anything more than what happened then," Samuel said nervously.

"Shame," Rita pouted, her fork tongue running along her upper lip, tasting his sex. "I can understand that, yet if we can't, she can't either," she said, flickering her hand at her sister.

"Hey?!"

"It's only fair, sister," Sue stated, grinning evilly at her sister at Vikki's fuming look.

"Come, let us show you around," Rita said, taking hold of his left hand.

"Yes, you must; we know some very private areas that you and I..."

"No, Sue, I think you mean me," Rita cut in, getting a burning glare from Sue.

"Damn, I just can't take you anywhere," Bridgett joked, watching the display happing before her. "You do know your mother had first dips on him." Biting her lip at the look, Samuel shot her, telling her not to give them any ideas.

"Well then, I guess we'll just have to make sure mother doesn't get her treat," Rita said, pressing Samuel's arm tightly between her breasts.

"That's right..." Sue and Rita stumbled when Samuel just vanished.

"You know I don't like being used, and I don't like them thinking I'm going to cheat on them even if they don't know about it. Don't do it again," Samuel warned when he reappeared at Bridgett's and Vikki's side; his cobalt eyes glowed threateningly as they burnt away the illusion that covered his eyes.

"I... sorry, Sam, I didn't mean anything by it," Bridgett said, swallowing hard.

"Show me to your mother so I can go home," Samuel said in a testy voice as he peered at Vikki.

"Of course, this way," Vikki spoke, directing Samuel's gaze to the east side of the campus where her mother's office was. Walking hand in hand with Bridgett as she noted how Samuel walked a few feet away from them, keeping in step with their strides with her sisters trailing behind them. Noting how Samuel was looking around, wondering if he was thinking about his own short time on a college campus. That was until she noted how he had a curious look on his face as he noted something on the brick facing of one of the buildings. Then noted how Samuel tilted his head up and how his nostrils flared as he did.

"Samuel, what's wrong?" Rita asked, coming up to his back. She didn't want to make him more aggravated than he already was at that moment. Yet she also didn't want to lose access to him either.

"Nothing," Samuel muttered, bringing his attention back down, knowing one of his kind was staring at him from behind those UV-blocking windows. He wasn't about to start something when he was on his own without his wives to back him up. He was sure the four of them behind him would fight, yet he couldn't trust them enough for that. Shaking his head at the person when whomever pulled out their phone, telling them it would be in their best interest not to inform whomever they reported to that he was within their territory. He had enough trouble from their ruling council he didn't need to add to it. He just hoped whoever it was, was smart enough to take his warning. If it came to it, he wouldn't hesitate to rend them all to ash like he had been in Greece since he didn't want to make trouble for Nimue. "How far?" Samuel asked, bringing his attention to Vikki.

"Not far; her office is only about five more minutes down this path," Vikki said, pointing down the walkway that sat diagonally to the left of them.

"Sam, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to make you upset," Bridgett apologized, hoping she didn't hurt their budding friendship.

"It's fine; I have other matters on my mind at the moment than your insensitivity in respecting one's vows," Samuel said coldly, causing Bridgett to wince at that. "Might want to work on that if you plan on marrying. How would Vikki like it if you just so callously cheated on her? But you're a demon..." Samuel's voice trailed off, allowing his words to go unspoken.

Vikki rubbed Bridgett's back, telling her it was okay, that it was just a growing pain, as Bridgett hung her head. It wasn't her fault that sometimes her demon got the best of her; it happened to them all, even Ira. While she knew Samuel was upset, Vikki knew Samuel wouldn't hold it against her as long as Bridgett didn't make the same mistake twice.

"Mom's office is on the second floor," Sue stated, opening the front entrance door and leading them all inside.

"Samuel, what's wrong? Why are you looking around like that?" Rita asked, concerned. Arching an eyebrow when they watched as Samuel pulled out his phone.

"Hey, yeah, I'm in the city, yeah, might need a hand," Samuel said, eyeing the walls and noting the runes that burned in his eyes. "No, I don't know who, just being cautious."

"Okay, so, what's wrong?" Ira asked, appearing behind the four, startling them all except Samuel.

"Don't know, but this place is warded in blood magic, and vampires don't like unwanted or uninvited guests in their domain," Samuel said low as he slid his phone into his pocket.

"Wait... what?" The four of them asked low, looking between the two of them.

"Ah, and you called because you might need the backup?" Ira muttered, nodding along.

"We can fight, you know?!" Sue muttered in a hurt tone.

"Yeah, maybe, but I don't trust you enough to guard my back in a fight," Samuel said indifferently. "Him," pointing at Ira, "I do."

"Still having trouble with those people?" Ira asked offhandedly, to which Samuel nodded. "Okay, you just point out who needs killing, and we'll turn them to ash," he said in a supportive tone.

"If it comes to that," Samuel uttered, eager to get out of that building as fast as he could.

"Sue, Rita, don't take it too hard; Samuel's just secretive like that. He's done this a lot on his own, and I know his wives; they would just raise him from the dead just to kill him again for getting himself killed," Ira said sweetly, trying to soothe their hurt emotions.

"But we can fight?!" Rita pouted.

"I know you can, and you're sexy while doing it," Ira cooed low into her ear as he pulled her into him.

"You mean that?" Sue asked, snuggling up to Ira's side.

"Of course I do. Have you seen you? One of the hottest things on legs," Ira flirted.

"Samuel, what are you afraid of, shouldn't vampires, other than you, be sleeping right now?" Vikki asked low.

"Depends on their age," Samuel answered, feeling the hairs of the back of his neck standing on end. "Just because they can't go outside doesn't mean they all are asleep," he stated, feeling his nails elongating, his spell crumbling from his body as he felt four approaching him. "Whatever happens, you keep walking, do not get involved unless I need it," Samuel whispered out the corner of his mouth to Ira.

"You sure?" Ira inquired in that same low tone.

"Yeah, don't want to pull you further into this than I already have," Samuel said, seeing Ira nod. His fangs descended as he noted two elders, as Nimue called them, in front of them, peering over his left shoulder and seeing two more at his back.

"You students should be in class right now, and you," the leader said, pointing at Samuel. "Are trespassing."

"Hello, Professor Green," Bridgett spoke, stepping forward, hoping to keep it from coming to blows. She had no wish for her college to become a blood bath. "I'm sorry we didn't inform the office, but our friend came to visit, and we thought we'd show him around in case he wanted to go here if his other college picks didn't turn out as he hoped," she said, lying through her teeth, yet she didn't detect that the man sensed what she was nor could she tell that he was a vampire either.

"Still, Ms. Roderick, you should be in class; we'll see to this... friend of yours," Professor Green said, looking at Samuel.

"Listen, I just came for a translation; let me pass, and no harm will come to you," Samuel spoke, noting how the man wasn't buying Bridgett's lie.

"I think not; you students move along; this doesn't concern you," Green said, pointing at the door behind him from over his shoulder.

"Samuel?!" Ira muttered worryingly as Samuel held out his left hand, encasing them in a barrier.

"Remember what I said," Samuel said, glancing out the corner of his eye.

"But there's four of them," Vikki stated, hoping he didn't get himself killed.

"Four elders isn't anything to me," Samuel said with a cocky grin. "Isn't that right?" he asked, releasing his hold on his magic, telling them he wouldn't be holding back. "You wanted this confrontation. I asked politely to allow me passage if you still wish to test your luck against her Herald and Seipowe's right hand. Please, do; I'm famished," Samuel taunted, smiling wickedly, revealing his fangs as they gleamed in the artificial light. Samuel moved his chin back in time to miss being impaled on the blood spike that shot up from the floor.

"We have to help him?!" Bridgett hissed as Ira took hold of her arm when Samuel was dodging the blows of the four and the blood spikes at the same time.

"We can't, not until Samuel needs it," Ira stated, yet he wanted to go to his friend's aid and render those four to atoms. Only to smile cruelly when he finally caught on to what Samuel was doing.

"You are so easily blinded," Samuel said coldly once he had all four entrapped within his mystical chains. "I wonder what tortures are in store for you once you cross into her domain for the sheer audacity to think you could assault her will on this earthly plane."

Bridgett felt her demon writhe at the screams of pain as their blood poured onto the floor below them. She noted the others were the same, more so Vikki and her sisters than Ira was. She chalked that up to him only being a quarter demon compared to the rest of them.

"Remember this when you meet her, I did ask politely, and you were given a choice, yet you thought you were stronger than her Herald." Bridgett looked away when their bodies were torn apart, peeking out her eyelashes and noting how their body parts just turned to dust in the blink of an eye. Watching how Samuel moved his hands over the pooled blood, her eyes followed how it was lifted into the air before joining into a large spherical mass hanging before Samuel. She didn't know what he was saying since his back was to them, yet the moment his hand moved towards his face. All the gathered blood flowed like a siphon into Samuel's mouth.

"Sam," Ira spoke, quickly rushing to his friend's side when Samuel dropped to a knee once the barrier had dropped.

"I'm... fine, just drank too much... need to sleep," Samuel muttered, shaking off the blood haze.

"You sure?" Ira asked, helping Samuel to his feet.

"Yeah, thanks," Samuel said, noting Ira's nod.

"We could have helped, you know," Bridgett said, a little hurt that he didn't ask for it.

"Then you would have been drawn into it. You live here; do you constantly want vampires attacking your home?" Samuel inquired, shaking the memories of the vampires he had killed from his mind. "We need to get this done before the others realize what's happened here," he said, looking at Ira, knowing the death of four elders wouldn't go unnoticed for too long.

"Alright, and why are you here again?" Ira asked, walking up the stairs beside Samuel.

"Need a translation, might know how to find them... or at least indicate where they're at, at the moment," Samuel said, peering over at him as Vikki led them up the stairs.

"But nothing on killing them?"

"You can't kill gods, Ira," Samuel said, noting how that clearly startled his friend.

"What do you mean they're gods?!"

"Well, if what I have deciphered from Hekatê's cryptic words she's whispered to me. They're Atlas's daughters," Samuel said low.

"Okay, and whose Atlas?"

"Come on, Ira, don't you remember Greek mythology?" Bridgett muttered with a roll of her eyes. "You have all those books, and you want to become an archeologist and don't know who Atlas is?"

"Well... sis, Greek myths aren't my area of interest I have, you know," Ira grumbled.

"He's a Titan, the god that holds the world on his shoulders, the guy Atlases were named after," Bridgett said, rolling her eyes at her brother.

"You have read Solomon's testament, haven't you?" Samuel asked, seeing Ira nod. "They even tell you they're gods in it. Now, as to why they're doing all this, I haven't a clue or why their bodies are obscured. Even Hekatê won't tell me why."

"So... all this time, I've been fighting Titans?" Ira muttered in shock.

"Pretty much," Samuel nodded.

"Did this Hekatê tell you why they were doing this?" Rita asked as they continued their climb.

"Nope, not a clue," Samuel muttered.

"But weren't their things in Greek myths that were able to kill gods?" Sue asked in confusion.

"Yeah," rubbing the back of his head, "see, beings like gods don't die; their essence are just cast to the wind. It might take an eternity to reform, but they aren't dead," Samuel answered offhandedly.

"But Titans are your thing, Sam," Ira spoke in step with his friend as they walked down the hall. "Shouldn't you like know how to at least I don't know trap them or something."

"Yeah, that's like me asking Missy for information on how to kill or entrap you," Samuel uttered, casting Ira a weary glance. Smirking when Ira grumbled and ruffled his hair in frustration.

"But you have to have an idea of how to bind them?" Ira asked, eager to have the upper hand in the remaining battles.

"I might," Samuel nodded.

"Well, at least that's something," Ira blew out a breath as they neared Alyda's office.

"Mom, are you busy?" Vikki asked, lightly knocking on her office door.

"Come in, honey," Alyda called out from within its depths.​