I knew you wouldn't hold out for long. Get Me, Supermorphs Ratmance, David saving her.
She kills four of them before they get her.
She ends up on the floor, ribs broken, ankle broken, shoulder dislocated. She came in with three vials of dead man's blood: all smashed. Her machete is twenty feet away, and one of the two remaining vampires steps between her and it. The other is behind her, out of sight, but she knows if she makes a move he'll be on her in an instant. She can hear his footsteps, boots on concrete, while his fellow advances towards her with quieter steps.
She raises her chin defiantly to the one in front, baring her throat, and she can see the hunger flaring in the woman's eyes. She's a new one, the whole nest had been.
"So which of you is it going to be?" Rachel says. The woman's gaze flickers.
"We'll share her," the woman says. "But the kill is mine."
The man tries to argue. "I want—" But he finds his feet kicked out from under him and falls back heavily into the pool of dead man's blood and broken glass. Shrieking, he rolls to one side, swatting at his clothes like they're on fire. Rachel jumps to her feet but stumbles on her broken ankle, and the other vampire's hand is around her throat before she can recover.
"That was a dirty trick," the vampire growls. "But you killed Catherine, and that makes you mine."
Rachel opens her mouth to respond and finds she doesn't need to, as the vampire's head goes rolling across the floor. She scowls.
"I had it under control."
"I'm sure you did, darling." David shoulders the machete and sidles over to the one remaining vampire, whose arms and face are red and blistered.
"You're going to pay for—" His head falls to the ground with a thump, the rest of his body not far behind.
"Yeah, yeah." David rolls his eyes in Rachel's direction. "I see why you like it, Rach," he says conversationally, running a finger down the bloody flat of the blade. "It's a bit of a rush, isn't it?"
"Why are you here, David?"
"Well, I couldn't let someone else break my favorite toy, could I?" He smiles.
Before she can respond, the door slams open and Jake, Marco, and Cassie pour in, machetes and dead man's blood in hand. When she turns back, David is gone.