3rd person's p.o.v
Black veins appeared all over Alice's body. She shut her eyes in agony. She screamed in pain as the black substance traveled up to her head. She screamed one last time before her body limped.
Her eyes shot open. And it was pure black from the iris and out. The other witch, Ms. Evers gasped. This was only known as a myth. This witch is very powerful. Maybe as powerful as the supreme. Vampires can drink any type of blood they want except for a powerful witches or supremacy blood. The result will be severe and weaken their body. These type of witches are ancient. Meaning they are direct decedent's of the first supreme. This witch is different.

"Something is wrong?" James turned his head to look at his maid raising his eyebrows.

"And that would be... " he trailed on, signaling her to continue.

"She's a powerful witch. Either a decendant of a supreme or an ancient one" she confessed fearfully.

"You can't kill her. She can only die of natural causes" James sighed helping his wife up. The countess. But he shook his hands off her. Those two felt no romance between each other. They only married because of lust. He proved her shelter and blood while she provides him new victims.

"Then what did she do to me?" The countess asked slightly angry. She stood up and walked up to the maid. Ms. Evers cower back in fear.

"From what I know. Her blood weakens your kind. And enough can kill you ma'am" ms. Evers pocked her words carefully. She turned to Alice who was been staring at the ceiling for almost 15 minutes. She glared and walked out of the room. Slamming the door in the process. Soon Alice began to scream. The both of them stared back at her as the black veins slowly subsided. Her eyes slowly turned back to their regular color.

"What happened?" She asked as the two, tears dropping down her face. James suddenly felt guilty. But as soon as it came, it disappeared and his evil ways came back.

"Well if you don't work with me, then that'll just happen over and over again until you die" he lied. He wanted her to be with him and help him with his little Hobbie. It'll be more fun for him.
At this point Alice had no other choice but to comply to his wishes. She didn't want to die. Not yet. Not until she avenged her mother and reveal who Margaret really is.

"Fine but under one condition" James smirked raising his eyebrows. As in to tell her to continue. Alice took a deep breath

"I want you to help me kill someone"