Oh loneliness, oh hopelessness

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"𝕎ℍ𝔸𝕋'𝕊 your fucking point?" Frank asked, his gaze fixed on Lambert as Annabelle noticed Sammy starting to wake up a little. "You can die here, or you can help me kill Gabriel," Lambert said, his attention solely on Frank. Annabelle subtly signaled Sammy to get out of there quickly and quietly. Sammy, catching sight of Annabelle's eyes darting to the door and back, nodded and stealthily left the room. Annabelle refocused on the two men as Lambert tightened his grip on her throat.

"Help me take him, and you can have anything you fucking want. But you'll need an upgrade." Lambert's eyes appraised Frank.

Frank's expression hardened. "I'm not gonna be a fucking puppet like Peter. Fuck no."

Lambert's smile was amused. "No. You'd be just like me. You'd get the complete package."

Annabelle dug her nails into Lambert's hand, desperately trying to break free as her air grew more precious. "Total autonomy," Lambert continued, smiling at Frank.

Frank glanced at Annabelle, then back at Lambert. Annabelle struggled to speak, her voice faint. "Frank..."

But Lambert's next words drew Frank's attention back. "I told Lazaar there's a problem. He's on his way. We'll kill the boy, we'll kill his father, we'll kill Gabriel's beloved, and then we'll take over the whole fucking thing." Frank looked at Lambert, weighing his options before finally speaking. "Fuck it. Bite me." He dropped the stick, and Annabelle's eyes widened in shock.

"Gabriel... please," she silently prayed.

Lambert laughed, Frank mirroring his smile. With a sudden, violent move, Lambert slammed Annabelle against the wall, knocking her out, and tossed her to the floor. He then slowly approached Frank, his fangs bared and ready.

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Sammy ran through the house, her voice echoing off the walls as she screamed for Gabriel. "Vampire boy! Come out, I want to talk! It's about Annabelle!" She paused, looking around the shadows, her fear palpable. Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her and slowly turned to see Gabriel, his eyes burning with anger. "Where is she?" he demanded, his voice low and menacing.

Sammy gulped, trying to steady her voice as she stepped back. "She... she's in trouble. It was fucking Lambert and—"

Gabriel cut her off, pinning her against the wall, his eyes boring into hers, filled with fury. "Show me." Sammy nodded frantically, and as soon as Gabriel released her, she ran, with him following closely behind.

Meanwhile, Lambert approached Frank, his eyes gleaming with thirst as he gazed at Frank's neck. With a swift, brutal motion, Lambert bit into Frank's neck, causing him to stumble back against a shelf.

"Fuck!" Frank exclaimed in pain.

Lambert withdrew, allowing Frank to slide down to the floor, then bit his own arm, creating a wound that bled freely. He brought his bleeding arm to Frank's lips. "Drink," he commanded, "and you'll be one of us."

Frank, his face contorted with pain, opened his mouth, letting the blood drip down his throat. As soon as he finished, he began to seize violently, vomiting copious amounts of blood. Annabelle, now conscious, watched in horror as Frank convulsed. After a few agonizing moments, he calmed down.

Lambert noticed Annabelle was awake and smirked. "Oh. You're still with us."

Annabelle backed away, her eyes wide with fear. Lambert turned to Frank. "Frank, meet your first victim."

But before Lambert could react, Frank stood up behind him and drove a wooden stake into Lambert's back. Lambert gasped in surprise, then burst into a cloud of blood and ash, splattering everywhere. Annabelle shielded herself from the mess. Frank started to chuckle, removing his glasses. "Oh, yeah. I feel fucking great."

Annabelle looked at Frank, her hands trembling as she slowly grabbed a wooden stake and pointed it at him. "Frank," she said, her voice shaking. Frank's eyes bore into hers as he replied, "I told you not to fuck with me." His smile faded, replaced by a look of cold malice. "You better fucking run." Annabelle gripped the stake tighter, but a humming sound drew their attention. Gabriel entered the room, Sammy trailing behind him. Gabriel's gaze shifted to Lambert's remains and then to Annabelle, seeing the fear and pain etched on her face. His anger flared, his fangs extending.

"So you found Lambert," Gabriel said, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. "Did he try and convince you to take it all before you killed him?"

Gabriel's eyes locked onto Frank, and without another word, he lunged. Frank tried to bite Gabriel, but Gabriel dodged, the two locked in a brutal fight. Sammy ran to Annabelle, helping her to her feet, and they hurried out of the room. Frank, however, threw Gabriel against a wall, causing shelves to crash down and knock him out.

Annabelle and Sammy ran down the hallway, only to find the door chained shut. "No!" Sammy cried, as Annabelle tugged at the chains, trying to break them. Sammy grabbed her, pulling her away. "Stop! Annabelle, fucking stop!"

Annabelle looked at Sammy, who slumped to the floor in defeat, pulling Annabelle down with her. Sammy held Annabelle's hand and said, "Even if we won't make it out alive, I'm glad I met you." She smiled, and Annabelle, despite everything, smiled back, holding Sammy close as she rested her head on her shoulder.

Frank appeared in the hall frame, his presence causing them to tense up. "Aw. Sorry to interrupt your little moment."

Annabelle and Sammy flipped him off in unison. Annabelle grabbed the stake, trying to stab Frank, but he caught her wrist, kicked the door open, breaking the chain, and threw Annabelle onto the library floor. "Annabelle!" Sammy screamed, rushing to her.

Annabelle, grunting in pain, told Sammy, "Go hide. Now."

Sammy held Annabelle, staring defiantly at Frank who spoke. "It's a little late to be a good sister now, you fucking ballerina."

Annabelle started chuckling, causing Frank to glare at her in confusion and annoyance. "What's so fucking funny?" he demanded.

Annabelle's chuckle turned into a defiant laugh. "If Gabriel won't kill you, I fucking will."

Frank, angered, lifted her and threw her on the balcony, knocking the iron bars loose. Sammy, in a desperate move, grabbed a silver tray and hit Frank over the head. Frank retaliated, sending Sammy flying across the room into a wall. He then turned his attention back to Annabelle and flew up to the balcony where she lay.

Frank lifted Annabelle by the throat, slamming her against the shelves before swinging her into a glass case. The glass shattered around her as she crashed through, and Frank then slammed her onto a wooden table, the impact knocking the wind out of her. Annabelle gasped for air, struggling to lift herself up. "Why don't you just fucking kill me?" she grunted in pain.

Frank chuckled as he approached her, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Where's the fun in that?" he said with a twisted smile.

Annabelle, using the table for support, stood up shakily and faced him. "You want to have fun? Alright then, let's have some fun." Frank grabbed her by the throat again, lifting her off the ground. "I'm going to make you my fucking puppet," he sneered, dangling her over the edge of the high balcony. "And then we're gonna see that boyfriend of yours. And I'm gonna make you kill him."

Annabelle smiled defiantly, even through the pain. "He's not my boyfriend. He's my husband."

With that, she kicked Frank hard in the chest, forcing him to release his grip. She fell, only to be caught by strong arms. Looking up, she saw Gabriel, his expression one of fierce protectiveness. "Are you okay, darling?" he asked, holding her close.

She nodded, and he kissed her forehead before glaring up at Frank. Gabriel gently placed Annabelle down, and Sammy ran to her side, hugging her tightly. Their attention was drawn to Frank as he descended the stairs, singing mockingly, "I got the whole fucking world in my hands."

Frank chuckled and addressed the trio. "Well, well, well. Look who came to join the party."

Gabriel stepped in front of the girls, his gaze fixed on Frank. "You may be strong at the moment, but I have years of experience," he said, his voice low and menacing. "And I told you once. Don't fucking touch my wife!"

With a roar, Gabriel launched himself at Frank. The two clashed violently, exchanging blows. Frank looked over at Annabelle, only to be struck across the face with an iron stick by her. Sammy followed up with a hit from the silver tray. Annabelle wrapped the iron stick around Frank's throat, with Sammy helping to tighten it.

Gabriel pounced on Frank, delivering a series of powerful punches. Frank, momentarily overwhelmed, tried to push back but was met with a powerful kick from Gabriel that sent all three of them sprawling. Before Frank could recover, Gabriel delivered a devastating kick that slammed him against the floor.

Frank stood up, and before Gabriel could mount another attack, Frank grabbed his throat and slammed him against the ground, breaking his neck. Gabriel lay there, unconscious, as Frank turned to face Annabelle. She swung the iron stick at him, hitting him across the face. As she raised it for another strike, Frank seized her and yanked the weapon from her hand. He stabbed her just below the collarbone, eliciting a painful scream that echoed through the room, awakening Gabriel. Frank twisted the iron stick deeper, pinning Annabelle to a pillar. She screamed louder, the sound filled with agony. Gabriel, having finished healing, stood up and cracked his neck, eyes blazing with fury. "Wait here," Frank said with a twisted smile to Annabelle before turning to Gabriel. "Isn't this fun?" he mocked.

Gabriel's gaze darted to Annabelle, where Sammy was frantically trying to help her. "I don't know what to do... Fuck! Do I just pull it out?" Sammy panicked, her hands hovering over the iron stick. As she touched it, Annabelle screamed again, causing Sammy to pull her hands back in surrender, desperately searching for a way to help.

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By: SilverMist707

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