The door of the police car swung open and Selina Kyle climbed out of it, her mouth and chin covered in the two deceased officers' blood. There was a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth, as she growled softly to herself, savoring the cops' sweet life force. She licked her razor-sharp fangs in her mouth, and her evil, red eyes darted back and forth looking for a possible next victim. Selina knew she was a vampire now. A minion of her new Master, and she would do anything to further his goals, as well as the insatiable bloodlust that had been awakened inside of her.
The woman known to the world as Catwoman titled her head back and stared up into the cold Gotham night sky. She ripped off the black 'cat-styled' cowl with domino-shaped infrared goggles, and allowed the moonlight to bathe her now inhuman, chalky white skin. The night was her domain now, and she felt strengthened by it. As a mere human, Selina Kyle always regarded herself not as a heroine nor villainess. She existed in the gray area between these two absolutes, something she had taken pride in, especially in a city such as Gotham. But that mindset had been washed away now, thanks to her dark master. Catwoman was now a creature of pure evil, and she couldn't help but open her pursed, swollen lips, revealing her deadly fangs and let out a long, drawn out inhuman growl at how powerful she felt.
Her wild, evil eyes fell to her gloved hands, with the built-in 'cat' claws. Ripping them off, her eyes grew wide when she saw how pale she actually had become. The black, skintight, latex-rubber costume of the Catwoman, as well as her talon-like black claws only contrasted with the stark white of her skin. She spread her fingers wide and then clenched her fists, somehow knowing that she could now slash an unsuspecting victim's throat or break his jaw with ease with a simple flick of the wrist.
It was then that the vampiric Catwoman heard the sound of drunken laughter coming from just beyond the entrance to the alley she'd had the police officer drive into. Her head snapped toward the source of the sound, and Selina's enhanced vision focused through the darkness to find a young couple walking down the street. The man was dressed in a perfectly-tailored suit and the woman wore an elegant dress beneath a thick, long and clearly extravagant fur coat. Her manicured fingers carried a designer purse, while a pearl necklace rattled around her neck. The former feline thief observed both these privileged examples of Gotham's elit, and before tonight her mind would have immediately set to work on how best to relieve the happy couple of the burden of their obviously excessive wealth.
However, memories of such thoughts felt like a lifetime ago to the reborn Selina Kyle. Now, she only saw two tasty vessels to sate her uncontrollable thirst. She purred softly to herself, licking her elongated, deadly incisors, almost feeling the rich flow of warm, delicious blood running through their veins with every audible beat of their hearts. In her bloodlust, Catwoman almost leapt out and made a meal out of the two unsuspecting victims right then and there, but a sudden whisper from inside her own head made her pause.
"Selina," the voice called, causing her head to snap around, searching frantically for the source. Her attention was completely taken away from the young couple, both unaware that they had been spared a gruesome and terrible death. She knew it was the voice of her Master, and she ached to obey whatever he commanded.
"Selina," there it was again, and Catwoman slowly slinked back into the shadows of the alley. The voice called again, "Selina, you will come to me. Come to me, Selina. Come to me, and bring another. I require sustenance."
"Yesssss, my Massssster!" Selina hissed, her eyes closed as a warm current of pleasure flowed over her full breasts and down to her quivering loins. It was an odd sensation in her cold body, and the female vampire couldn't help but growl softly at the pleasant feeling spreading through her body.
Her eyes then snapped open, a sense of purpose in the smoldering, crimson orbs. Selina knew exactly who would be her 'offering' to her dark lord, and she flashed a fanged smile. There was work to be done, and Catwoman glanced at the side of the brick building that rose high into the Gotham City night sky. Without hesitation, she sprang upward and began to scurry up the wall on all fours unnaturally, almost like an insect.
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Selina watched her friend, Holly Robinson, making her way through the crowded streets below. Holly was so much younger than her, but the girl had been like a sister to Selina for so long now. Their upbringings on the Gotham City streets had been so similar, and Selina hadn't been able to stop herself taking Holly under her wing and showing her how to survive. Right now, Holly was posing as a prostitute, walking the streets and propositioning potential johns. Selina knew well that the twenty-something girl had no intentions of bedding these men, instead she would drug the poor saps and rob them blind. It was one of the more crude ways to relieve rich scumbags of their money, but in her own time as a small time thief Selina had found that these types of men were always more deserving of losing their no-so-hard earned cash. As Selina continued to watch over her young protege, her hungry gaze shifted to Holly's neck and her heightened senses felt with the swift, rhythmic flow of rich, hot blood running through the girl's veins.
Catwoman was still amazed at how fast she could move thanks to her new-found vampire abilities. In the time it would have taken her old self to merely climb from the alley where she had first quenched her maddening thirst to the rooftop, she found herself already dozens of city blocks across town. She had stopped in at one of the penthouse suites of one of Gotham's many five-star hotels to make herself look more presentable for what she had planned. It wouldn't have done to appear before Holly with blood still dripping from her mouth and chin. Still, the experience had been a valuable one. An encounter with the suite's actual occupants had given her the chance to discover another of her new vampiric abilities as she used her mesmerizing stare to place the weak minded fools into a trance. She had so desperately wanted to make short meals out of them too, her thirst accompanied by a devilish curiosity of whether or not they would wake from her thrall before death would overtake them, but her Master's needs came first.
Noticing that Holly was just about to walk past the alleyway directly beneath the rooftop where she stood, Catwoman let out a low growl between her gnashing fangs. Her excitement was palpable, the anticipation of hunting her dear little friend for her Master sent shivers of excitement down her spine. Without a sound, Selina leapt from the rooftop and landed softly in the dark alley below, and crept forward, her evil eyes fixed on her prey.
"Holly, come over here," Selina commanded, stepping out of the shadows slightly. Her sudden appearance made Holly jump. The young woman looked around the street and quickly ducked into the alley, wondering what new trinket her friend had stolen this time.
"Damn, Selina, you nearly scared me half to death," the petite blonde laughed, her eyes adjusting to the dark of the alleyway. There Selina stood in her skintight Catwoman outfit, although her cowl, goggles and gloves had been abandoned. Holly looked at her friend with a questioning eye, "OK, what happened? You're missing three major components of your Catwoman outfit, and that never happens. Did you get into a scrape or something?"
"Not exactly," Catwoman murmured, her eyes drinking in Holly's scantily-clad form.
Holly's brow furrowed at how her friend was looking at her. There was something definitely different about her friend. It was something with her blue eyes. They seemed more distant and paler somehow, and furthermore, there was a definite hunger to them. Selina always had perfect, milky skin but she now looked deathly pale. Selina's usually brown, perfectly-coiffed hair looked a little more wild than Holly was accustomed to. Holly was growing more and more worried about her friend, and she held her hands out to her sides and wore a questioning look on her face. Selina, though, only smiled mischievously at her.
"What the hell, Selina? You're keeping me from a big payday here. Are you on drugs or something?" Holly asked, her tone becoming more and more worried.
"Or something," was Catwoman said, her unblinking eyes still looking oddly at Holly.
"OK, time for you to sleep off whatever's happened to you. Go home and call me in the morning, or whenever your drugged out ass wakes up. In the meantime, there's money to be made," Holly said, turning sharply on her heels and she marched out of the alley.
"Stop!" Selina commanded sharply, and Holly stopped dead in her tracks, "Come to me, Holly."
Holly wanted to keep walking back out onto the busy street, but stopped dead in her tracks. Her bottom lip quivered and fear shot through her when she realized that she was actually turning back toward her mentor. Desperately, Holly tried to fight it. To regain control of her own body, but it was no use. She was like a puppet being led around on strings. For the first time since Selina had taken her in, Holly felt something she had hoped she would never feel again. Holly Robinson felt truly helpless.
"That's it, come to me, Holly," Selina cooed, running her hand through Holly's blonde hair. The vampiress chuckled cruelly as she watched the young woman struggle against what was happening to her, trying to resist, but to no avail. Holly looked up into Selina's eyes. They were calling to her, beckoning her to relax and surrender to the power in Selina's gaze. The youthful thief tried to look away, to avert her gaze even slightly from her friend's, but it was futile. Tears began to slowly trickle down her cheeks as she began to realize the hopelessness of her situation, her light green eyes widening as Selina's stare bore into her and ruthlessly attacked her faltering will.
"Wha...What are you doing to me, Selina?" Holly pleaded, scared and confused by her friend's apparent control over her. She had so many more questions to ask, but they were all silenced when Selina leaned down and kissed her surrogate sister on the lips. Holly wasn't sure if it was really her choice or not, but she allowed the taller woman's tongue to enter her mouth and dominate her own without hesitation. As the deep kiss continued, Holly let out a deep breath of shock as she felt Selina's hand slide between her thighs and start to stroke her sensitive sex. Holly couldn't help but moan into the long, sensuous kiss and compliantly spread her legs to give her former mentor better access to her wet pussy.
This went on for some time, Holly's wanton cries of desire being muffled by Selina's passionate kisses. It was only when Holly felt a sharp, stabbing pain in on her lip did she break the kiss. She held her shaking hand up to her mouth and when she withdrew it she saw that it was covered in droplets of her own blood. She looked up at Selina, hearing an odd purring sound coming from her taller friend. What she saw shook her out of her mesmerizing trance. Selina Kyle was licking her swollen, crimson lips of Holly's own blood, long fangs extending from her incisors. Absolute fear had overtaken Holly, but Selina's eyes, which had turned a bright crimson, still bore into her own, freezing her in place.
"Just a small taste for me, Holly," Selina purred, running her taloned hands lewdly over her young friend's firm tits. A trembling Holly glanced up to her mentor's evil gaze once more, finally losing herself completely in the deep red orbs. Selina smiled wickedly, pleased to see her apprentice's will shatter and she continued her seduction, "But you are meant for our Master. He will feast on your blood and it will strengthen him! It is an honor greater than any other, Holly, and you will love giving yourself to him. Isn't that right?"
"Yes, Selina," Holly sighed, a mad look coming over her own eyes.
With that, Selina took Holly and led her over to a manhole cover. The thief-turned-vampire growled loudly, and ripped the metallic sewer cover out of the ground and threw it to the side as if it was nothing. Selina and Holly then disappeared into the sheer darkness of the sewer depths, and towards the waiting fangs of Dracula himself.