Seras Victoria HP: 44
Roll to hit: 19 (Crit!)
Damage: 13 x 2 = 26

"Stop... stop... AnythingbutohgodNOOOOOOAAAAAAA!"

The vampiress SHRIEKED, pink spittle flying from her mouth alongside the twing trails of viscera as she was forcefully debreasted. Weeping and wailing she shuddered unerneath Maria's pin, babbles quickly degenerating into pitiful whimpers as her useless trashings carried on. Slowly but surely she began to wane; convulsions weakening into shudders, shudders into twitches, and twitches into stillness as her tear-streaked and unfocused eyes slowly closed for what seemed to be the final time.

Then opened again, red and as bright as the fires of hell itself.

"No more second chances."

Seras' left arm underwent an odd transformation; darkening and seemingly dissipating until it seemed to more closely resemble the pitch black shadow of a limb instead of the limb itself. Then it passed *through* the leg pinning it - separating then rejoining on the other side of Maria's leg - freeing itself to seize the blood-addled huntress by her flawless alabaster throat.

The beast that had once again taken control of Victoria pulled Maria down so that they were almost nose to nose... huffed deeply, as if taking in a lungful of some vaporous drug... and then threw her back, umpral arm extending out until the girl was cratered against a nearby wall.

"What did I say earlier?" the beast growled, rising to a hunched-over standing as she kept the Lady pinned and strangled. "You are mine. My toy. My morsel."

Step by step 'Seras' drew closer, unearthly arm shortening with each advancement to keep the pressure on without giving the prey any chance to wriggle free.

"All you are doing is playing hard to get, making this harder on yourse-"

Clack.

Victoria paused, then looked down at the anti-tank rifle she had brushed with a foot. *Her* rifle, quickly dropped during the heat of battle.

And that dagger-filled smile returned, somehow even wider than before.

"As I was saying..." she started again, scooping the her Harkonnen with her unaltered hand. "All you're doing is making this harder on yourself."

Finally she reached face to face with the pinned huntress, resting her forehead on Maria's as she stared deep into those pale eyes with the intensity of all the suns the vampire never would get to see. If not for the previous mutilation they would also have been chest to chest, but Maria would instead have to deal with her bare torso being coated red as instead mangled flesh pressed up against her.

"Keep it up."

Down below, the huntress felt something press up against her crotch with great force. Upon peering down she would realize with dawning horror that it was the barrel of that anti-tank rifle, lined up precisely as if it was instead an overeager lover trying to push right through her leather pants into the prize beneath.

"Keep it up." Seras whispered huskily, heated breath turning into a mist that enveloped Maria's face. "After you become a part of me, I'll have an *eternity* to return the favor."

Seras pulled the trigger.
The rifle fired.
And the world turned crimson.