blood and violence and torture. Disclaimer:
I do not own Stargate, Buffy or NCIS. I am making no money off them so don’t sue.
Jack had risen from his death quickly, a lot faster than the average fledgling took to arise. He knew what he was, a vampire, and a creature of the night.
Upon meeting his sire Abby and her sire Drusilla he knew they would cause much destruction.
He longed for the first taste of blood to hit his lips, so he could feast on the crimson flow that meant life to mortals.
Even as a vampire Jack could tell Abby was still innocent, not in the sense that she had a conscience and would do no wrong, but she was not bloodthirsty, she didn’t revel in the death, like he knew he would. Even the fact that he’d never killed as a vampire Jack could already tell he would savor every kill he made, and would draw as much information from his mad grandsire as possible; he would be a force to be reckoned with.
“Well ladies, lets go party, starting with your friends Abby” Jack told his sire.
“Such wonderful thoughts, blood and death, and the stars whisper of such destruction” Drusilla said holding the doll close to her.
“Lead the way Abby, we’re going to have a ball” he told her.
It took no time at all for them to reach the headquarters of NCIS; the three of them strode through the building making their way to the morgue to start with the yappy doc.
Jack had been in town on business an officer working under his command had turned up dead here and he’d been Agent Gibbs’ contact with the SGC. He’d gotten pretty sick of the Doc’s ramblings to last a lifetime. He grinned at the thought of being able to permanently shut the good doc up.
Finally entering the Morgue he saw the doc.
“Hello Abby, Colonel O’Neill, I don’t believe we’ve met Miss…” Ducky greeted the vampires.
Before anyone could reply Jack was behind the ME his face shifting to the visage of a demon.
“Lets leave Gibbs, something to remember us by,” Jack said sinking his fangs into his neck and drinking. He drained him enough that he was too weak to move but would still feel everything that was done to him.
Putting him onto the Autopsy table Jack stripped him and pulled the doctors instruments over.
“C’mon girls. We have an autopsy to perform,” Jack said taking up a scalpel and making an incision from navel to neck listening carefully to his heart to try to keep him alive as long as possible.
Singing softly to herself Drusilla moved toward him and started to gouge out his eyes with he fingers, Abby following the lead of the others reached into his gut and started pulling out organs.
Jack just smiled Ducky wasn’t going to last long but it would be worth it, reaching in he used his strength to remove his liver.
The three continued until he was dead, most of his insides covered the inside of the small room, blood coving every available surface.
Looking at it Jack smiled and decapitated the man placing his head on the top of the coat rack, it would be the first thing anyone saw of the ME.
Smiling Jack just grabbed the ladies hands and left as calmly as they arrived.
They killed three more people in the building for food to keep their strength draining them dry.
Jack knew Gibbs would be fun to play with, maybe he could send him mad before he killed him, it would be fun and once he was done with them he’d head back to the springs and kill his own friends and family. It would be fun, and no one was going to stop him. Not even the Slayer.