Naked Came the Vampire (Hypernaturals 1)

Up, Up, and Away

The darkness receded. I came swimming back to awareness of a strong thrumming of an engine, and feeling a vibration on my cheek. It rested on something cool, like glass. I smelled a medicine-like odor. Spent chemicals from the cloth on my skin. It had changed chemically.  Mixed with the air and mostly inert. It did not smell good. I wanted to wipe my face, but I resisted that urge until I knew more about what is going on around me.

I felt the sun on my face. Obviously a window on that side. I took a chance and carefully opened the eye closest to the window.

I looked out and down. Way, way down. I am on an airplane. I felt fear well up but tried to ignore it and the sudden sour taste that came with it. No time to be afraid. Not right now. Far below and on our flight path a huge lake approached. At airspeed, it would not take long to get there. Probably Lake Travis. Down there somewhere is the 'Nightwing'. And Jessica.

Jessica.

I have to fight down this fear if I ever want to see Jessica again.

I tried to focus on my situation, the adrenaline rush clearing the drug or drugs from my head rapidly.

I don't think I have been out all that long. Vampire metabolism. Long enough to get up to the ranch, to the plane, and take off. I heard two men talking over the noise of the engine and risked a glimpse by half opening my other eye. Two men, probably from the parking lot. A big Caucasian guy in front of me, and a smaller Hispanic man flying the plane. I had a better view of the pilot and what I could see of his face is mostly lips curled into a full-time sneer. I listened but did not hear the third guy. It was hard to parse out what they were saying. They wore headphones so they could hear each other.

I closed both eyes and concentrated, using my recently remodeled brain and hearing to separate the words from the noise. Their voices snapped into audio focus. I might as well not have bothered. They were discussing how they wish they could 'do' the blonde instead of killing her.

Pilot: "Aiiee: I'd love to wrap her pretty little mouth around my dick. That'd look real nice, her looking up at me... I love it when they look up at you. Jesus that's so fuckin' hot. That cold little bitch would be lovin' it too. Blondes like her act all cold and distant and shit, but you get a nice cock in their mouth and they warm right the fuck up."

Co-Pilot: "Hell yeah man. Damn fuckin' shame. Bitch looks goddamn good enough to eat. Bury my face in her little snatch and breath through my ears. I love eating' pussy, ya know? When I was done with her, she'd be begging me to fuck her. And I would too, I don't care how stuck up she is. Bitch jest needs a good fuckin' to loosen her shit up."

Pilot: "Kinda skinny, but dem nice little titties too, man! Real nice. Firm. Them young ones, their little titties haven't started to get all saggy yet."

Co-Pilot: "I like them small titties, ya know? More than a mouthful's a waste, and those look like two mouthfuls. And her butt: My god did you feel her butt? Solid as a rock man. She must work out. Aaannnnd: Jesus Christ man!: Little bitch weighs a goddamn ton. Must have lots of that athletic kind uh muscle on her. Oh man: I bet she is TIGHT, ya know? Still, that small, I'd just lay back and spin her on my Johnson till she got dizzy. She's a spinner if I ever saw one."

Pilot: "Oh yeah man! You fuckin' know it! I felt her all over, real good man. She's got a body under those clothes that is just fuckin' awesome. Never felt up a bitch that solid before. Good-fucking-god-damn! Those tittles! (He gave a short derisive laugh) Yer so full of shit though. I had to help your big fat white ass carry that little thing into the plane and put her back there. No way you could spin her on your pole. (Another laugh) Fuck man, you'd need a damn pole first! You got a stubby pencil. She'd have to spin on something. Now, ya know, I got me something.."