Unknown pov
Walking Into the cells I grab the bucket of water tossing it on the bitch. She jerks awake, her eyes lazily peering up at me. Her face is hollow and gaunt looking. I smile at her before unlocking the cell, the moment I do she exerts her last bit of energy trying to lunge at me. The chains ripping her backwards before she reached me.
I crouch on the ground in front of her, twirling the syringe in my fingers. The beauty of monkshood, all supernaturals are affected by it. Her eyes nervously watch as she knows what is coming but instead I let her remain awake needing her alert enough to answer my questions.
"I will make you a deal, you answer my questions I will end your misery" I tell her. She closes her eyes, leaning her head on the brick wall behind her. She needed blood, the longer she goes the more her skin begins to turn petrified like aged wood turning to stone. Her age creeping in as she withers away.
"I won't betray my family" she says, turning her face away. I stand walking out of the cell and walk to the fridge before coming back with a blood bag. A feral snarl leaves her as she bares her fangs, hunger taking over her and the need for blood.
"Nothing related to family, I just have a general question" she stares at the blood bag. Her tongue sneaks out as she licks her dry lips.
"What's the question?" She asks her pained face distorting in her bloodlust.
"Say I want to compel a vampire, how do I do it?"
"You think you can compel Thaddeus into doing your bidding, it won't work?" She laughs before coughing.
"Humour me, how would you do it?"
"Jimsonweed, or betel nut," she answers.
"But they are hallucinogens"
"Still works in high doses, alters the brain the same making it easier to compel" she breathed out before making a pained groan.
"How long will it last"
"Depends how old the vampire is. It won't work long on Thaddeus maybe an hour at most and that's if you're lucky and he would have to ingest the entire plant"
"Good thing I'm not after Thaddeus then" I tell her and her head rolls to the side to look at me. I stand up reaching forward and she tries to lift her arms to stop me as I twist her neck snapping it and knocking her out cold for a few more hours. I quickly inject her making sure she stays under.
Walking out, I close the steel door and make a few phone calls to get what I need before taking the next step in the master plan. Laura comes in just as I sit down at my desk in the basement.
"What time did you get back?" I ask her as she flops on the lounge.
"Just now Imogen closed up shop and wanted to look for her sister, Eve was in a bad mood so we closed for the day" she goes to say something but stops herself.
"Speak, what is it?" I demand.
"I just, I don't think I can do it. They are good people, Demetri."
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