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with hairy goat legs pranced
after Slade, no doubt leading him towards the hidden rebel base or whatever Star
Wars crap this “script” was plagiarizing.
    Jane
rubbed her temple.  Against her better judgment, she flipped through the thick
binder.  Page after page of barely coherent sci-fi bullshit and some punk named
Roland.  Not to mention the Endless Woods…  And the Magma Pits of Maldondorr…  And
the Obsidian Fortress…  Who the hell had written this garbage?  Christ, From
Here to Infinia was everything wrong with modern films.
    Jane
slammed the folder shut, again.  Maybe she was in denial, because no way could this really be happening.  No way were Slade and some little horned
guys really conspiring against a Werewolf king.  No way was she stuck in
some God-awful fantasy movie.  No way was her only ticket home some
kidnapped princess-witch who Slade wanted to seduce.  Jane just wouldn’t accept
that this was her life, now.
    No.
fucking. way.
    She
was going backto her shoebox apartment, ordering a pizza she could no
longer afford, and throwing darts at pictures of Barnabas Collins.  Goddamn
Vampires were not going to…
    “Is
your Vampiric master leaving with the Satyr brothers?”  Tegan the bartender
whispered in horror, interrupting Jane’s silent pep-talk.
    Jane
slowly raised her eyes to look at the woman.  “You did not just say
‘Vampiric master.”  For the sake of her tip, blondie better start back-peddling.
    “The
Satyr brothers cannot be trusted.”  Tegan continued with theatrical dread.  “Like
all of Fang’s followers, they prey on anyone who is naive enough to believe
their lies.  If your lord has fallen into their clutches, he is in grave
danger”
    “Wait…” 
Jane began piecing that gibberish together.  “Those fuzzy guys who just left
aren’t rebels? They’re working for King Werewolf?
    “The
Satyr brothers are mercenaries.  They work only for rubies and Fang offers
massive rewards for anyone who can bring him Vampires.  He hates them. 
They say a strong and noble Vampire drove him from his last world.  He’s never
forgiven their race.”  Tegan clutched her palms to her massive chest.  “If Fang
gets his hands on your handsome master, I shudder to think what he might do.”
    “Can
you stop calling him my master , please?”  Still, Jane found herself
looking towards the door, scanning for Slade’s golden head.
    He
was gone.
    Her
jaw tightened.  It wasn’t her problem.  Jane had long ago learned to avoid
unnecessary risks and Slade was incredibly unnecessary.  What did she
care if he was walking into a trap?  The Vampire King was nothing but a royal pain
in the ass.
    Besides,
he’d be fine on his own.  To hear Slade tell it, he was the greatest warrior,
strategist, leader, and polo player the world had ever seen.  He rattled off
his spectacular accomplishments by the dozen.  With an ego like that, he should
be able to easily pick off those chubby little imps, in between saving some elderly
nuns from a fire and organizing a canned food drive for baby seals.
    Except,
with an ego like that, he wasn’t expecting those chubby little imps to
attack.
    Slade
anticipated that everyone in Infinia would welcome him as their big, blond savior. 
He wouldn’t see the Satyr brothers’ betrayal coming until it was too late.  The
guy might possess superpowers, but he had all the streets smarts of one of his
precious forlorn kittens.
    On
the other hand, Jane had grown up in places like this.  A little less medieval
looking, but filled with the same kind of amoral opportunists.  It was probably
the reason she was able to at least semi -adjust to this craziness.  Jane
was a survivor.  She’d never had the luxury of daydreaming about happy endings.
    Prince
Charming only showed up to save the heroine of the story.  Day-players
like Jane learned to save themselves.
    She
might be confused and panicked and not sure how this nightmare had happened, but
she