My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave-Chapter 51: Dawn of the darkest day (1)

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Chapter 51: Dawn of the darkest day (1)

Like every Monday morning, Chris, Mia, and Zaira walk together along their usual route to Ordrienne High.

Chris and Zaira walk ahead, her clinging to his arm and pressing it against her huge breasts, while Mia keeps her distance behind them, pouting.

A complete reversal from not long ago, when Zaira was the one clinging to Mia, and Chris was the one kept away by her murderous glares.

"Mia, why are you so quiet this morning? Don’t be jealous — come here and I’ll hug you too!" Zaira teases.

But Mia wants none of it.

"Even when I ran into you earlier, you were keeping your distance from your oh-so-exciting brother. Don’t tell me you two had a little spat?"

Mia blushes.

"N-Nothing happened. Stop asking!"

"Oh, I see... that face says it all. Something finally happened between you two, but you’re mad because this morning he gave his huge dick to Isabelle instead of you? If that’s the case, I get it — I’d be annoyed too."

"Isabelle has nothing to do with it — she was already at work when we woke up! And besides... there was nothing tender between us! What happened was anything but tender!"

Mia immediately covers her mouth. In the heat of the moment, she said more than she meant to.

"Oh... so something did happen. You finally found out what it’s like to take a proper dick, huh?"

"I didn’t take anything! That pervert you’re clinging to took advantage of me while I was under the effect of the Tear of Azkarith and jumped on me, doing all sorts of unspeakable things! It’s a miracle my body gave out under that energy right when things were about to go too far!"

Zaira shakes her head in disapproval.

"Ah... it’s really true — those who have it don’t appreciate it. If I lived under the same roof as Chris, I’d know how to handle his natural urges. A nice fuck before school, one before studying, one after, one in the shower while we wash up, and finally a goodnight fuck! Ugh... it’d be a dream!"

As she says this, she gives Chris’s dick a light squeeze.

"Z-Zaira, everyone can see us. It’s embarrassing..." he grumbles softly.

"You’re both perverts — you really found each other!"

Zaira is about to throw one of her usual sexually charged jabs at her when... BOOOM!

The roar of a violent explosion echoes nearby. Then another — and another. Buildings collapse before their eyes, and a thick cloud of smoke and debris rises into the air.

The ground trembles with every explosion, and the asphalt cracks beneath their feet into wide, deep fissures.

"W-What the fuck is happening?!" Zaira exclaims, shocked.

"I-I don’t know... maybe a war broke out?" Chris replies, equally stunned.

Mia is the only one who says nothing. After years spent being hunted, her mind immediately jumps to the worst.

Meanwhile, more distant explosions tear apart what, just moments ago, was a quiet, ordinary Monday morning.

After a few moments, the explosions are joined by the sound of dozens of police, ambulance, and fire truck sirens racing from one district to another, under the petrified gaze of the three.

"C-Chris, call Isabelle right now! Tell her all hell is breaking loose!" Zaira exclaims, terrified.

"Y-Yeah, I’ll do it right away."

But when Chris pulls out his phone and tries to call her, he realizes there’s no signal.

Zaira and Mia try their phones too, but they can’t make any calls.

"What do we do now?!" Chris exclaims, panicking.

"How the fuck should I know?!" Zaira snaps. "If I don’t even know what the fuck is happening, how the fuck am I supposed to know what to do?!"

"Please, you two, try to stay calm! This isn’t the time to argue!" Mia says firmly.

But the disaster unfolding all around them makes it hard to think straight.

The explosions grow more frequent, and the damage more catastrophic.

Emergency vehicles rush back and forth, their deafening sirens growing more frantic.

Everywhere, terrified screams rise, flooding the streets like a river bursting its banks.

A police car pulls up in front of them.

"Kids, I’m Officer Henry Tomson. Get in the car — now!"

He’s a young New York police officer, on the job for just two months.

The three don’t need to be told twice and rush inside.

"Officer Tomson, what’s happening?" Mia asks, trying to stay calm.

"At seven sharp this morning, New York came under an unprecedented terrorist attack! Those bastards cut all communications and are setting off the devices they planted all over the city, one by one. Don’t be afraid, kids — I’ve got orders to take you somewhere safe!"

"A-Are you saying... the whole city is involved in this mess?!"

"Not a single district was spared! Not one, damn it! Those cursed bastards have unleashed the fucking apocalypse!" the officer blurts out as he swerves between cracks in the asphalt.

He turns sharply, leaving the main road for a side street, clearer of traffic and fleeing crowds. But after a short distance, he slams on the brakes.

The officer removes his sunglasses, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"And that thing... what the fuck is it?"

From a manhole in the street ahead, a monstrous creature emerges — white skin, long claws, and blood-red eyes.

A primordial vampire blocks their path, advancing toward the patrol car.

"Kids, don’t get out for any reason!"

"Officer Tomson, it’s dangerous — stay in the car!"

But Chris’s words fall on deaf ears.

The officer gets out of the car and points his gun at the vampire.

"In the name of the law, whatever you are, don’t move!"

But as expected, the threat has no effect — the vampire keeps advancing.

"I’ll tell you one last time — stop or I’ll shoot!"

But the primordial vampire keeps coming.

"Shoot it in the head, Officer Tomson! Quickly, the head!" Chris shouts from the window.

The vampire raises its clawed hand, ready to strike the officer.

Bang!

Henry Tomson fires a precise shot, piercing the creature’s skull. It collapses at his feet with a heavy thud.

The officer remains frozen, arms still extended, the smoking gun trembling in his hands.

The three rush out of the car — not to explain anything to the officer, but to deal with the growing threat before them.

One after another, more primordial vampires begin to emerge from that manhole and others nearby.