The general of the Vikara allied resistance army, sat in his tent. General Kuraya was one of the largest of his brood, though he did not look much different, he had lived through many wars. His dark forest green skin was covered in soft pink scars, some that criss-crossed in areas. While most Vikara were thin and nimble, he was thick and muscular.

His forearms were toned and tense. His wide jaw was set in an eternal grimace. Two long yellow tusks protruded up from his mandible. Using a thin piece of carved bone, he picked at his yellow teeth, forcing the cooked bits of meat out from where they were wedged. Dressed in a dark green leather top that had bands of metal in place of stitched weaves, the heavy fabric grated against the chair made of bone and swords.

Sheathed at his side, a broad and curved sword that was as thick as an ax with an appearance of a cleaver, only much longer sat in a sheath of leather. His bronze eyes stared into the flickering flames of the fire pit which lapped at the spit that continued to turn the meat that he was eating.

From across the tent, the flaps opened and a small Vikara hobbled in. It had wispy black hair and pale green skin. Standing just under five feet, it looked average for most Vikara.

"General." The small male Vikara bowed.

"Are they ready?" Kuraya asked, his thick gravely voice grated like rusted iron over rock.

"Yes General. At your command."

The General looked at the bone pick he used and then tossed it into the fire.

"We will make them pay. We will bring down their walls. Is the mage prepared?"

"Yes General. The mage is set and the spell is ready."

"Good. I want their bodies roasting over my fires. Just like their scout." Kuraya gestured to the roasted meat over the flames. The small Vikara inched closer and looked at the thing on the spit that slowly rotated. At a distance it didn't look much more than a large piece of meat from a boar.

Up close though, he could see the horror of it. It was a human, its legs and arms had been wrenched off leaving ragged sockets that had bled out into the fire. The metal rod had been shoved from its anus, all the way through and out its right eye socket. Its mouth was fixed in an open screaming gesture. The eyes and tongue had burned away but the Vikara could imagine its expression.

"Tomorrow, we eat well." General Kuraya grinned and waved the other away.

*****

Melanie sprang awake and sat up. She looked around and to her surprise she was in a bedroom she didn't recognize. Rubbing the blurred and disoriented vision from her eyes, she looked around and then noticed the shelves and rack of replica weapons across the room.

'I'm in Lucian's room?' She asked herself silenty.

Letting her mind piece the mystery together, she remembered falling asleep in the tub and then being woken up. Melanie felt the fractured pieces of her tired mind fit themselves into place. She remembered the use in the dungeon and the two explosive orgasms she had.

She swung her legs out of the bed and as she tried to stand, a soreness in her neck, back and insides took hold. She collapsed to the bed and allowed herself to feel the soreness. Never before had she felt so sore inside as though her cervix and vagina had been worked out. Reaching around to her neck, she felt small bumps on her skin.

Cringing through the sore pain, she forced herself to her feet and walked over to the mirror. When she looked herself, she nearly screamed. The person in the mirror looked different, like a sibling or fraternal twin. Her long hair had started turning a silvery white color. She could see strands of silvery hair that stuck out like sore thumbs.

Her blue eyes were more than blue. They looked almost lapis with hints of sapphire. She looked closer into the mirror and noticed the indents in her neck. Six small but very noticeable indents that looked as though they had scarred over during the night.

'Did he bite me?' She wondered.

Without another thought, she walked over to her dresser and pulled out the drawers. Then she noticed the outfit that was on the top of her dresser. Picking it up, she let the long white fabric unroll and as she stepped into it, the fabric tightened.

The single strap crossed over her breasts which were hoisted up slightly by a built in bra. The waistline of the dress sinched tight before letting the rest flow out down to her ankles. At the left side was a long open slit that showed her toned legs. The white fabric shifted to a deep blue that matched her eyes. Melanie didn't bother with anything else as she hurried out the door.

*****

"I think that's a good idea but what if we had it up stairs?" Kelly asked, pointing at the hand drawn blue prints of the building they were looking at. Brandi thought about it for a moment. Letting the possibilities expand in her mind.

"We would have better control over the people coming and going if we had it on an upper level." Brandi nodded her head. "Plus with the bar down stairs we can push out the drunk and unsightly before they harass anyone upstairs."

"Exactly." Kelly agreed.

Without warning, the library doors flew open catching them both by surprise.

Turning their heads, they looked at Melanie who walked in hurriedly and sat down at the table they were at.

"Well look who finally decided to get up." Kelly chuckled and then her face took on a bewildered expression. "Mel? Whats up with your hair?"

"Seriously. Are those greys?" Brandi asked.

Melanie combed her fingers through her hair and sighed.

"I don't know what's going on and I am kinda freaking out a little." Melanie replied.

Kelly met her friend's worries gaze and then she noticed the change in her eyes.

"Melanie. What's up with your eyes too?"

Brandi furrowed her brows and looked closer. She too noticed that they were brighter and more brilliant.

"I have no idea." Melanie whimpered. "Something is happening but I have no idea what. Last night he took me down to the dungeon and-"

"There is a dungeon?" Kelly asked, interrupting Melanie who squinted angrily at her. "Sorry."

"His sex dungeon." Melanie emphasized. "Where he made me fucking squirt. Twice and-" she tiled her head revealing the bite marks. "-he bit and I am pretty sure he drank my blood."

Brandi and Kelly exchanged looks before Kelly reached over and touched Melanie's hand.

"Hun. You've been asleep for two straight days."

Melanie leaned back in her chair, eyes wide and mouth hung open slightly. She found it hard to wrap her head around, the fact that she had fallen asleep for two days straight.

Reeling in the long string of questions that whirled around her mind like a tornado, she focused on the bite mark.

"What about the bite mark?" Melanie asked.

"Can I see it?" Brandi asked, leaning forward to inspect it.

"I think it's kinda hot." Kelly remarked.

Melanie couldn't deny that the memory of his teeth in her brought her a wave of pleasure that she had never experienced. However the mix of hair, eyes and bite mark was too much for her to comprehend.

"Wait, back up. He made you squirt?" Brandi asked.

"Yeah, twice. It was unbelievable." Melanie smiled.

Her smile faded when she thought about how she had lost consciousness and left him hard and stiff with no release.

"Mel? What's wrong?" Kelly asked.

"If I have been asleep for two days, and Lucian didn't get to release, I bet he is a bit edgy."

Brandi and Kelly shared another look that Melanie knew was something had been hidden and she wanted to know what.

"Okay, spill it." Melanie ordered strictly.

"Lucian has been a bit busy with war efforts." Brandi replied. "I guess the Vikara or something are heading this way."

"I need to find him then." Melanie turned and headed out. Kelly and Brandi jumped up, closed the books and followed her out.