"Well wasn't THAT fun?! Come Harper, dear. You and I have first pick!"
With a heavy sigh, Harper, and the other counts and countess', went back inside and came out the same doors that the winners of the game originally came out of. The seven counts lined up in front of the prisoners. Harper had two more bottles of the Chucklehuck cola, though they didn't have a drop of blood in them. The young countess Tessa went first, coming up to Katherine and looked her over, placing her hand on her neck and looking into her eyes. "Mmm, this one's feisty, she's a fighter to say the least...but..." She took her hand off of Katherine's neck and put it on Kathy's crotch, shoving her fingers into her undercarriage, but the girl remained stoic, ignoring Tessa's perverted violation. "Ugh, no real reaction...boring. Let another person have at you." She moved on from Kathy, doing the same procedure to each of the winners and enjoying their reactions when she violated them. She eventually chose the fake alpha male for herself and went back inside to ensure that her bodyguard was...up to the challenge. Every vampire there knew that Tessa would bang the man blind.
Harper was next, coming up to the men first. He held the two bottles in one hand, the other stroking his beard. The two men that were left were brothers that survived simply by sticking near each other. Splitting them apart would weaken them as guards. Let one of the other counts and countess' be assholes. He moved on to the red head, who was terrified out of her mind. She didn't and couldn't be a decent guard, first time she saw an attacker, she'd freak out and start yelling about vampires raping her or something. He passed her by and came to the last girl. She was tall and fit, blonde, only a little dirty. She smelled of death though, saying she killed quite a few vampires. She was angry instead of afraid. Tessa was right, she was feisty. She was the last one and the most qualified looking so, why not? She'd probably try to stake him in the back at one point, but he'd be surprised if she didn't try. He nodded and took one of the colas and handed it to her and jerked his head, motioning towards the mansion. "Come, your with me, girl." He lead the way towards the Mansion and went inside with Katherine in tow. They went into a separate room downstairs that was for guests. He had her sit down at a small table close to a canopy bed. The room was relatively high class for a guest room. Two dressers, a cabinet, a personal bathroom. Very nice.
He handed her a bottle opener after opening his own drink. "Alright, first, now that we're away from the assholes and that bitch Tessa, don't hold a grudge against me for this, it wasn't my idea...mostly. I wanted to do it like a, ya know, normal person, and make an announcement, make some actual games like that stupid T.V. Show...um..." He held up his hand, snapping his fingers a few times before snapping them once and pointing at her. "Wipe out, thats it. Stupid little games where everybody has fun and the winners are offered a position that they could refuse if they want. But no, Tessa wanted it to be her kind of fun, forcing fifty people stolen from their lives, to run and hide while their ghoulified family members-which I had no part in by the way-chase after them and they are forced into, well you know already. You think I could tell Tessa to fuck off?! No!"
He was more or less just ranting to her now, he put his feet up onto the table and leaned back, taking a drink of his beverage before continuing. "You see, our society is quite a bit different than your human society...sorta. It all depends on reputation. The better known you are, the better you live. Well, unlive I guess. And Tessa is top of the food chain as she is the grand daughter of Count Vlad "The Impaler" Dracule. Also known as, in your society, as Dracula. Who is still around by the way, and guess who his favorite child is? Tessa Dracule. Piss her off, granddaddy Dracule rips out your heart and presents it to her on a diamond platter! So I'm apologizing now for pulling you and those people into this, I didn't want to hurt anybody, and I wish I could just say "Surprise! Those blood thirsty bastards that tried to kill you weren't actually your family members and were just going to tickle you and you can go home and laugh it off!" But I can't, and I'm not going to sugar coat it either: Your stuck with me, unless you just want to take my gun and blow your own brains out now. If you want to hold a grudge against somebody, hold it against Tessa and take your anger out on one of the guards and get over it. Attack her, and she'll either kill you on the spot or rape you until you can't feel your skin anymore then she'll drink your blood until your dry. HOWEVER, if you decide to be patient, you'll probably see her get staked in a year or so, and you may be the one to do it! Hah hah-oh shit!" As he laughed at the possible thought of Tessa getting staked to death, he leaned a bit too far back and fell back, keeping his soda from spilling onto the carpet. He just sat there for a moment and laughed before getting up and fixing the chair.
Biting his upper lip, trying to retain the least bit of dignity he had left, he placed his drink on the table and spoke again. "Listen, long long long story coming to a close, I chose you to be my personal bodyguard. You'll come with me to movie premieres, get togethers, and the occasional party. Most of the time, you'll be known as my bodyguard, other times, my date. I hope you'll take advantage of the situation and enjoy it. And shit, I've said all this and haven't even told you my name, I apologize, really. It's been a long night and the morning is coming soon and frankly, I'm tired." He stood and came around the table, taking her hand and kissing it. He backed up and bowed, speaking in a faux English accent and lowering his voice's pitch. "I am the "ESTEEMED" Count Matthew Alexander Harper, at your service, it truly is a pleasure. What, pray thee, is your name, Madam?"