Buttercup POV

How much worse do things have to get? What else do me and my sister's have to suffer through? Is the world going to keep getting worse?

I miss him. As much as i hate myself for admitting it, i need him back. I want to feel safe, and i haven't felt that for 2 years, since he left. I wouldn't tell anyone though. But i have been clouded with despair ever since.

It's gotten even worse since… the reaction. As soon as we supposedly 'disappeared' the people got desperate. Wanting out of their terrible lives of hard labour and discipline. And then a scientist had an idea. the idea to make a gas, that if inhaled, would be fatal. He planed to gas the… i don't even want to say their name. Anyway he planed to kill them but the chemicals reacted not as planed. And when the scientist poured them together, they made a chemical that would bring one to the brink of death, then reverse the effects. Turning blood cold, supressing the energy and therefore slowly down the ageing effect. Becoming somehow undead. Vampires, so to say. You'd think that it wouldn't be so bad. But for vampires to keep their heart warm and active circulating the cold blood, they need normal blood, as in warm blood. So they're killing people. A lot of people.

We have to keep dirty, covering up the smell of our blood. Bubbles hates it the most, blossom isn't too thrilled either. But we have to do what we have to do to stay alive.

Right now we are staying in a coven. Covens are quite common, they're large groups of humans all staying within the same area, protecting one another. Our coven is one of the biggest ones, we accept any wanderers, but if you don't pull your weight your outta here. I hunt for food, searching for edibles among the wreckages of what was once our beloved town. The professors also here. He has the most important job, finding a cure. He has been working day's on end mixing crap with shit and making more crap. No success yet, but he said he'll keep trying until he succeeds.

Before you ask, yes the… ah the…. the boys they are still masters of… well everything. But i haven't heard anything else though.

Right now, blossom, bubbles and I are heading toward the monthly meeting. It were everyone in the coven are required to come and get an update on the outside world.

It takes place in this large stadium like arena. And the head of our group, max, is the heart and sole of the coven if it weren't for her, we'd all probably be dead long before here. She's witty, merciful, determined and strong, mentally and physically.

We all have so much respect for her, and she does for us. Next to her is her right hand man cameron. He's sort of the connection between each of the tribes. He retrieves information from other covens, for example every week he has the count of how many more vampires have emerged and other counts like that.

We all filed in the arena and took our respective seats. I know it seems lame to have designated spots, but we had a legitimate reason for this. If the spot beside your's was vacant then you were required to bring this to the attention of max. It was important for everyone to be there, with such a great amount of dangers lurking around every corner we have to be paranoid.

"Attention! Everyone!" Max yelled out to hush the crowd.

"Hello, welcome back to the monthly meeting. As always i would like to ask if anyone is unaccounted for?" as usual no one raised their hands.

"Great. Now we can get started. Cameron, would you like to do the usual count?" she said clapping her hands together. She moved out of his way and cameron stepped forward to the microphone.

"I have bad new everyone, the vampire count has gone up 15%, the wanderers count is down 30% but the found corpse count has gone up 40%. therefore everyone MUST stick to the area, no going out alone and without permission. Absolutely NO taking risks and you MUST report all unusual happenings to me or max. AM I CLEAR?" Cameron was more of the stern one, but he was still likeable. There was a chorus of yes's and head nodding, not at all in sync.

"Okay nex-" max began, but there was a terrifying, haunting, bone chilling laugh.

"Look at them brother, trying to stay protected from us, the better race. the vampires" the low, menacing voice reverberated around the stadium.

"Yes it is quite pitiful" a different voice said. We all were looking around wildly searching for the source of the voice.

Than max spoke up, "We don't want any trouble okay? if you'd just come out from were you're hiding we can come to some sort of agreement.

"We'll come out, but not to talk"

Just than a piercing scream came out from the middle of the crowd. and three muscular men walked into view, one holding a blonde girl by the neck.

And than something in my brain clicked and i looked at the left man. And my world collapsed…again.

It was butch, and he was more menacing than ever.