My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

Gen and Natalia crouched behind a dense thicket of bushes, their eyes trained on the imposing Blackthorne mansion.

The night was still, the silence only broken by the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant hum of the city.

From their hidden vantage point, they could clearly see the contingent of security guards patrolling the grounds.

The guards were well-armed and alert, their movements sure and disciplined.

Floodlights swept across the manicured lawns, illuminating the high-tech security measures that protected the mansion.

Cameras were strategically placed, covering every possible angle, and the tall iron gates were reinforced with what looked like tattoo created steel that shimmered faintly under the moonlight.

Gen studied the scene intently, her sharp eyes taking in every detail. "They've really upped their game," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Natalia nodded, her expression thoughtful. "Indeed. The Blackthorne coven isn't taking any chances. They're alert from the disappearance of their allies."

"True."

"But..." Natalia looked around. "Why are we crouched here? And why do you need binoculars?"

Gen raised the binoculars hanging on her neck to her eyes with a smirk. "There are some things I've always wanted to do. This is one."

Gen gave her a thumbs up and Natalia watched incredulously.

Gen's gaze flicked to a pair of guards near the entrance, their eyes scanning the surroundings with practiced vigilance.

"Anyways, we're going to need a solid plan to get through all of that. Those guards look like they could handle themselves in a fight."

"Don't you already have the plan?" Natalia asked, raising a brow.

"Just play along." Gen answered.

Natalia replied, her tone calm and measured. "We're not here to waste time. Begin the diversion."

"Awwn. You're no fun." Gen pouted before it morphed into a smirk. "It's show time."

The two women crouched there, staring at each other.

"..."

"..."

"Sooooo..." Natalia tilted her head.

"Soooo...." Gen smirked in response.

"The distraction." Natalia said sharply. "Get on with it."

"Relax." Gen placated. "The distraction is on it's way."

Natalia sighed. "What are you doing?"

"Do you remember a certain law pertaining to livestock and slaughterhouse?"

Natalia frowned for a moment before her eyes widened in realization. "No you didn't."

"Yes I did." Gen crossed her arms with a satisfied air.

The sound of a distant rumbling floated to their position as Natalia stared in horror. "What have you done?" She whispered.

"Tada." Gen performed the jazz hands.

The night at the Blackthorne mansion was abruptly shattered as the rumbling grew into a thunderous roar.

The ever vigilant security guards snapped to attention as the sound reached their ears.

Within moments, the source of the noise became horrifyingly clear. A stampede of cows was charging towards the mansion, their eyes wide with panic and their hooves pounding the ground with earth-shaking force.

"Incoming stampede!" one of the guards shouted, his voice cutting through the night.

Chaos erupted as the guards scrambled to respond.

They were caught off guard, the unexpected threat throwing them into disarray.

The floodlights swung wildly, illuminating the massive herd of cows barreling down the manicured lawns, their sheer numbers overwhelming the senses.

"Secure the gates! Secure the damn gates!" Another guard yelled, but it was too late.

The cows had already reached the gates, their combined weight and momentum crashing through the barriers with a deafening clang, sending the guards there flying.

"The law is pretty straightforward." Gen grinned as she watched the carnage. "Due to global food shortages, one must not kill livestock outside of licensed slaughterhouses."

The guards rushed to contain the situation, but they were aware of the law and it complicated their efforts.

They couldn't use lethal force, and the cows, driven by blind panic, were unstoppable.

"Don't shoot! We can't kill them!" a guard bellowed, his voice strained with urgency.

"Push them back! Use the fences!" another shouted, trying to direct the chaos.

Several guards grabbed portable fencing, attempting to create makeshift barriers to divert the stampede. But the cows, driven by fear, plowed through the obstacles, trampling anything in their path.

The guards' shouts and commands were drowned out by the cacophony of bellowing cattle and the thunder of hooves.

Gen began laughing madly at the chaos. "Fly, monkeys! Fly!" She cried in delight.

"Stay back! Stay back!" a guard yelled as he was nearly knocked over by a cow veering off course.

Amidst the chaos, one of the guards attempted to use his tranquilizer gun, aiming for the leading cows. "Aim for the leaders! We need to slow them down!"

But the panicked animals were moving too fast, and the tranquilizer darts missed their marks, embedding harmlessly into the ground.

The guards, realizing the futility of their efforts, began to retreat, trying to avoid being trampled.

"Fall back to the mansion! Protect the entrances!" a senior guard ordered, his voice barely audible over the din.

The guards retreated towards the mansion, forming a defensive line at the main entrance.

They used riot shields to create a barrier, hoping to steer the stampede away from the building itself.

The cows, unable to change direction quickly, crashed into the shields, causing a ripple of force that nearly knocked the guards off their feet.

"Hold the line!" the senior guard commanded, his voice a beacon of authority amidst the chaos.

The cows, disoriented and exhausted, began to slow down, their stampede losing momentum.

The guards, seizing the opportunity, worked together to gently steer the remaining animals away from the mansion, using their shields and non-lethal deterrents.

Gradually, the chaos began to subside.

The cows, now milling around in confusion, were corralled into a makeshift pen created by the quick-thinking guards.

The lawn was a mess of trampled grass and debris, but the mansion stood intact, a sign of the guards' swift response.

The senior guard wiped sweat from his brow, his heart still racing.

"Secure the area and make sure there are no injuries," he ordered. "And someone contact animal control. We need to get these cows back to their owner."

As the guards began to assess the situation and restore order, a sense of wary calm settled over the mansion.

The stampede had been an unexpected and chaotic event, but they had managed to handle it without breaking the law.

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From their hidden vantage point, Gen and Natalia watched the scene unfold. The diversion had worked perfectly, drawing the guards' attention and creating the chaos they needed.

Gen's phone chimed and she retrieved it from her pocket to read the message. "They're in." She told Natalia.

They stood there for a moment, watching the cows and the guards.

"Well, that was something," Gen murmured, a grin spreading across her face.

Natalia nodded, her eyes gleaming with hesitant satisfaction. "Now, let's move. We have our window."

With the guards occupied and the chaos still unfolding, they slipped away from their hiding spot, ready to join Ezra and Olivia.