Narration by Ms Jessica Tiller
February 15, 1996
We returned to Paris for our next concert.
We all loved Paris, but we were worried.
Ever since the attack from those vampire hunters, we have had to be extra careful.
"This is a beautiful city," said Florence, "But, I can't help but feel like something bad is going to happen."
"I know what you mean," said Elizabeth, "I have the same feeling."
"Don't worry," said Margaret, "Nothing is going to happen. Remember, we don't kill anyone who does not deserve it. When we feed, always hypnotize the victim so they don't remember a thing."
"Alright," said Florence, "But, we still need to be careful. Those hunters are still out there. They are not going to give up until they find us."
"Well," said Margaret, "Let's enjoy the night. We have a big crowd waiting for us. So, let's put on a show."
"Yes," said Elizabeth, "Let's do it."
We went to the concert hall and played a great show.
"This is great," said Felicia, "Look at the crowd."
"Yeah," said Jessica, "They are crazy."
"Yes," said Elizabeth, "Amazing."
"Alright," said Margaret, "Let's finish this. Give 'em a bang!"
We finished the show and took a bow.
The crowd cheered and clapped.
"Thank you," said Margaret, "We love you."
"Yes," said Elizabeth, "Goodnight."
"Thank you," I said, "We love you all."
After the show, we went to the opera house to watch a performance of Wagner's Tannhauser.
"This is amazing," said Elizabeth, "Beautiful."
"Yes," said Margaret, "It's breathtaking."
After the performance, we went home.
"Wow," said Florence, "That was incredible."
"Yes," said Elizabeth, "Truly a masterpiece."
"Yes," I said, "A wonderful night."
"Alright," said Felicia, "Time to sleep. Come on."
After packing our instruments in one section of the giant coffin, we crawled inside.
I felt Margaret and Felicia kiss my cheeks, a kiss that sent a throbbing sensation through my entire body.
I turned and kissed both of them back.
"Goodnight," they whispered.
"Goodnight," we all replied.
The next day, we had a press conference.
"So," asked a reporter, "What's your inspiration?"
"Well," said Felicia, "We all have classical training. So, a lot of the songs are inspired by the great composers."
"Yes," said Florence, "Music is our passion. And, we want to share that passion with the world."
"That's wonderful," said the reporter, "You're a very talented group."
"Thank you," said Elizabeth, "We love playing for the fans."
"Yes," said Margaret, "And, we would love to play for you again sometime."
"How did you get the name bloody fang?" Asked another reporter.
"Well, we have always had a thing for vampires and werewolves. They are our inspiration. And, when you become a vampire or werewolf, your fangs and claws grow. So, the bloody fang represents our love of vampires and werewolves, as well as our love of music. We hope that everyone who listens to our music can feel that love and passion for the things that matter most to us."
After the conference, we went to the hotel for a game of poker.
"Alright," said Felicia, "I'm ready."
"Me too," said Elizabeth.
"Okay," I said, "Let's play. Cut the cards"
We played for a while and then called it a night.
"This is fun," said Felicia, "Thanks for the game. Goodnight."
"Yes," said Florence, "Goodnight."
"Sweet dreams," I said.
"You too," they replied.
We climbed into the coffin and locked the lid.
"Goodnight," I whispered.
The next night, we were back on tour.
We were on the road to Berlin.
"This is a great city," said Felicia, "Full of culture."
I licked up a newspaper and read it.
"Hmm," I said, "Interesting. According to this article, a woman was murdered last night. Apparently, her throat was ripped open and her body was drained of blood."
"Really?" Said Elizabeth, taking the paper from me, and reading the article, "We haven't kill anyone, maybe a rogue vampire is in town."
After our show, we headed to the hotel for the night.
"That was great," said Felicia, "Thanks for the great show."
"Yes," I said, "Great."
"Yes," said Elizabeth, "It was amazing. Let's go."
We arrived at the hotel and checked in.
"Alright," said Felicia, "I'm getting a drink. Anyone else?"
"I'm in," said Florence, "I could use a beer."
"Yes," I said, "I'm in."
"Good," said Felicia, "Come on."
"Alright," said Margaret, "Here we go."
We headed to the hotel bar.
"Hi," said the bartender, "What can I get you?"
"Beer," said Florence.
"You look a little young, are you sure you are old enough to drink?"
Florence's eyes flash red as a he stared are the bartender.
"I want beer." See said calmly.
The bartender's eyes widened.
"Yes ma'am, right away. I didn't mean to offend you. Here you go. Sorry about that. Enjoy."
"Thanks," said Florence, "Don't worry about it."
"Alright," said the bartender, "No problem."
"So," said Margaret, " you finally mastered the hypnotic technique? I'm impressed."
"It took a lot of patience," said Florence, "but, I finally got it big sis."
"I'm proud of you," said Margaret, "Good job."
"Thanks," said Florence, "Hey, Jess. Can you pass the beer, please?"
"Here," I said, handing her the beer.
"Thanks," she said, taking a swig.
"Good stuff," she said, "This is nice."
"Yes," said Felicia, "It is."
Turning on the television, a new report came on.
"There has been another murder," the reporter said, "A man was found dead this morning, with his throat ripped open and his body drained of blood. It is the third such murder this week."
"Wow," said Elizabeth, "Someone must really have a thirst."
"Yeah," said Felicia, "Maybe we should check it out. Just to make sure nothing bad is happening."
"Yeah," I said, "Alright."
We headed out into the night, looking for the killer.
After searching for a while, we decided to call it a night.
"I'm tired," said Elizabeth, "Let's go home."
"Yeah," said Margaret, "Let's go."
"Yes," said Florence, "Sleep tight. We will deal with this in the morning."
"Yes," I said, "Goodnight. See you tomorrow."
"Goodnight," they replied.
We headed back to the hotel and climbed into the coffin.
The next morning, we awoke to another news report.
"There has been another murder," the reporter said, "A woman was found dead, with her throat ripped open and her body drained of blood. Her body was found on the river bank this morning. The police have no leads at this time."
"That's crazy," said Elizabeth, "Three murders in three nights. Someone has to be behind this."
"Yes," said Margaret, "I'm going our to the river and check it out. I think the killer is a vampire. And, I think he might be killing these people for sport. He's trying to send a message. But, I'm not going to let him get away with it. I'm going to put a stop to this. Come on. Let's go."
"Okay," I said, "I'm with you."
"Yes," said Felicia, "Me too."
All of us changed o to smoke forms, and flew to the riverbank.
When we arrived, I saw a dark figure standing on the riverbank.
It was a large will with glowing eyes; a vampire in wolf form?
The vampire ran into an alleyway and then down a cellar window.
"He's gone," I said, "Where did he go?"
"Down there," said Elizabeth, pointing to the cellar.
"Okay," said Margaret, "We can trap him done there. Be careful girls."
We each changed into wolf form and leapt down the cellar window.
The cellar was dark and empty.
When we entered one room, I pushed the door shut with my wolf head.
"That's a good idea," said Florence, "Let's surround the bastard, isolate him."
We each searched a room I'm the basement and closed the door behind us.
Then, we waited.
Suddenly, a large beast entered the room.
It was a large black wolf.
It began to howl and snarled at me.
"Why are you?" It asked, growling.
"We're they bloody fang. And you?"
"I am Ulric. I knew you would come. Over 200 years ago, you killed my ancestors."
"Ancestors?" Asked Margaret, "You are part if the cult that created us? You made us into a vampire and a werewolf!"
"That's right," he said, "And, now I'm going to end you."
We needed a plan!
I ran into a different room.
Ulric followed.
And, Margaret jumped on his back.
Felicia bit his hind leg, while Elizabeth bit his tail.
"Aaaaargh!" He roared.
Florence dove in and bit his other hind leg.
"Grrrr," he growled, as his hind legs were disabled.
"Let's take him down," I said.
We all charged him.
"Arrgh!" He yelled.
"Now," I said, "Who wants to rip out his heart?"
"I'll do it," said Elizabeth.
She bit into his heart and ripped it out.
Ulric let out one last howl and fell dead.
"Good job, team," said Margaret.
"Yes," said Florence, "Well done."
"I'm exhausted," said Elizabeth, "Let's go home.
"Good idea," I said, "Come on."
We made our way back to the hotel.
"I'm glad that's over," said Felicia, "Now, let's go to bed. I'm tired."
"Yes," said Elizabeth, "Bed."
We entered the coffin and locked the lid.
"Goodnight," I said, "Sleep tight."