A night in Moscow. (Ella)

[xavier]

Fights

Xavier had loved them, he always seemed to be drawn to such duels and death. He had gotten an invitation from someone who claimed to be a familiar face. Of course, Xavier being himself, jumped to the opportunity to see who this 'Familiar Face' was. He wandered the streets in the dead of night, listening to the natives speak in there coded language that he didn't understand.

The eerie silence that decorated the country was almost breathtaking. Aside from the usual conversation, there was nothing. That was always a bad sign, however a good sign in Xavier's mind. He began to smell around to see if he could pick up a scent of a werewolf, He had been to Russia only once and have seen some vampire's and have only heard stories of Werewolves there. It would be a pleasure if he could actually see one in this mysterious land that seemed to be a world away from england. Just at that moment..he picked up a faint scent...

[ella]

Silver-blue eyes watched the lone vampire. Hidden in shadows she smiled coyly. She had always loved Moscow, hence why she brought him here. At any moment she could snap and have the locals arrest him. They would torture and question him. For the finale', they would tie him up outside and watch him burn as the sun rose. She squirmed with anticipation. Her way would be more fun.

Small hands smoothed out the front of her coat. It was a Black Duster Pea Coat. It fit her form perfectly and fell down almost to the ground. There were large black toggles going down, almost passing her waist. She didn't really need the coat. Werewolves were not effected by the climate, but she had to put a show on for the locals. Plus, what she was wearing under the duster was part of the surprise.

Ella emerged out of the shadows silently. She draped one arm around his middle, pressing herself to his back. She breathed in his scent and it sent little shiver throughout her body. She was ecstatic that he was playing her game. With her other hand, she explored his face with perfectly manicured nails.

"Pretend that we are lovers my ruthless pawn, pretend that we are lovers so they do not catch on to what we really are." She slowly walked around him until she could be face to face with him. She made a point to be fully pressed to him. She grinned, her ice blue eyes beading into his. She took his mouth aggressively into her own. She could smell human blood on him. He had already fed tonight. That knowledge made her purr with satisfaction. They would have all night to hurt each other.

She pulled her face away and nuzzled his cheeks and neck. She pressed her mouth to his throat and barely nipped at it. She shot her eyes off, in the direction of an abandoned building. Hopefully, he would catch on. At this hour of the night, most of the locals would think that he had stumbled upon a whore and was taking her somewhere to have privacy. No matter what noises they made, no one would follow. Good Ole' Moscow.

She gripped his body tightly into her arms. "I would hate to delay the show lover. Shall we?" She again eyed the abandon building. He was going to have to make a better show of this while they could still be seen. These people where more suspicious that any other country men that she had ever known. If they didn't get down to business, these men would want to know what was really holding Xavier off.

[xavier]

Seduction.

Her plan of entry was perfected. She, unfortunately, had the upper hand already knowing most of the area. Xavier stood there, stiff as a board while she had her way with him for the few, grueling moments. Just the thought of a having that dog's breath touch his skin was enough to make him coil up and scream in disgust, however, She was quite gorgeous. Too gorgeous to be a prostitute, so the locals wouldn't fall for that one. Perhaps they would believe that it was just a date and they would be along with their way. His sharp blue eyes ricocheted the area searching for a possible safe haven for the show, which is when he was directed to the large scale abandoned house.

Xavier than realized, this beautiful woman was all over him and he was standing as still as a statue. His best area was deception and he had to put on a believable show. He wrapped his muscular arms around her body and moved them up and down 'hitting all the right spots.' he would say to himself. His thin lips would then lower down to her neck as he lustfully kissed away at her warm skin, nipping at it enough to cause her to jump in surprise.

After a few second her began moving her toward the abandoned house. Mentally going through the checklist of weapons he had made sure he brought. Silencers, Throwing Knives...the list went on through his head until he finally came to a stop and arrived at the door in front of Ellie. Slowly, his hands pushed the door open as an eerie, ominous atmosphere slowly took over him and he couldn't help but smile as the door creaked fully open and he looked devilishly into her eyes.

After you, babe.

[ella]

There was a slight 'click' and then she was pressing a gun into his groin. She purred as she rubbed her face into his neck and inhaled him. He hated weres. She didn't have to be told that, she could smell it on him. At the same time though, she picked up on the faint waft of desire. "Oh my lover." She slid her hand down and cupped his package roughly bringing the gun up to his heart.

"I might play with you afterward love, you might ever enjoy it, but for now..." Her voice started to loose all of the throaty desire. It turned hard. Two Male weres approached from the darkness. "Take your damn coat off and give up any weapons you have." She stalked away while they patted him down. She cut on a breaker. A dim light shown in the middle of the massive room. It was perfect.

"We are going to play a new kind of game Xavier Alex." She watched as he was strapped and bound to a chair. The two goons stayed on either side of him. She came and stood under the light turning toward him in a way that made it obvious to see her tiny scar at the base of her eye.

"You have something I want." She picked at her nails carefully. She had to get the girl before Sevanni did. "The night in London, I want that human." She glared at him. Then quickly she slashed out and hit him with her gun. She growled and repeatedly hit him. Over and over. "Give me that human bitch!"

[xavier]

Oh it was an ambush, he should've known. However, in some strange way he wanted to fall into this seductive trap. Xavier willingly gave up all of his weapons and allowed them to tie him to the chair with cooperation. Xavier smiled at her questioning him about the girl.

Oh, come on now sugar. We're in Moscow, One of the most dense area's of human population in the world and your worried about some human girl? She's dead, it's over, forget it.

Xavier said with a sinister smirk decorating his beautifully carved face. Why was she so focused with a single meal? Was she that desperate, if she was sly enough to catch Xavier, she was sly enough to catch a simple dinner walking around in the streets showing no signs of resistance. Hilarious.

[ella]

She growled and swung the gun across his face again. She stepped away from him. His pompous smirk was only making her anger worse. "Dead Xavier, or did you turn her? Do you keep her as your play thing?" Her back was facing him. She plucked at the buttons on her coat. When she was finished she slipped it off and turned to face him.

She was wearing a black leather body suit. The top was a sweetheart styled corset and it fit her body so tightly it looked almost like you had painted over her skin. She wore a pair of black boots that came up to the middle of her thigh. She sauntered over to him. She straddled his body. The goons took a few steps back.

Her tongue ran over the blood that coated his face. "Xavier. I can smell her all over you." She back-handed him. "Don't make this hard, lover. I have to pay her back for the little gift she left me with." She gripped his hair and yanked his head back. "Now. You can give the little whore to me, or I will kill you and go find her myself." She released his head and pulled a knife from the console of her boot. She slit the edge of his eye.

She sliced through the collar of his shirt and ran it down until the shirt was split open. She nicked the soft area under his belly button. A slow stream of blood pooled out from it. She scooted back so she would be able to reach it with her mouth. Her upper-body pressed into his crotch as she licked the wound. A moan escaped from the back of her throat.

Ella returned to her former posture. She gently bit into his neck and pulled at his skin. "Agree to hand her over to me and I can make the rest of your stay more pleasurable." She snapped her finger and one of the goons stepped forward. "If you try to deny my request,I will hurt you so badly you'll scream for death." The good gave her a lit cigar and she pressed it into Xaviers heart. The sound and smell of it burning through his skin sent a ripple of pleasure through her body.

She licked his new wound, tasting his burnt flesh. "Can she feel your physical pain lover?"

[xavier]

Xavier smiled as he beat him with the cold smooth weapon. He couldn't help but smile as the pain ricocheted through his body with every buzzing second. His eyes looked at her as she interrogated him. Her human body was gorgeous. Beautiful long, jet black hair and a fair skin tone. She was enough to die for, however Xavier knew behind that beauty was a monster, so hideous it would cause many to cower in fear.

And so what if I did turn her? That's just the beginning. Honey, I hope you realize that the Second generation of The Black Nail Coven is being bred rather quickly. It's only a matter other months before the army is Born, and a within a year for them all to be trained. Your excuse for a race is most likely going to wiped out, Unless some of you dogs decide to give yourselves to us. Maybe we can use some of your for Firing Targets or Test Dummies for our attack scenarios.

He said grinning. Xavier could have very much easily ripped from the Straps and Bonds that held him to the chair, however he just loved to make it so that Ella thought she was in complete control of the situation. His head looked down into his lap and a eerie chuckle was heard. Xavier's eyes slowly rose to meet Ella's once more, the sight of his ice blue spheres of darkness, glaring through her sent the message alone.

There's a new King in the world of the Damned. Me.

He said followed by a slick smirk

[ella]

Ella screamed as she jerked off of his body. She cocked the gun and shot him in his right knee. Then she gave him another in his left. "You are a pompous idiot and you will regret not telling me about the girl." She shot him a few times in the chest. The more wounds he has, the more her pack would enjoy him. It had been a long time since she had given them Vampire flesh.

A sharp whistle from her mouth brought out over thirty more werewolves. They were mostly male, but there was a small handful of females. They were all dressed in dark leather, much like what Ella was wearing. She lit a cigarette and blew the smoke in his face. "Xavier, darling. I would like you to meet my pack. If you claim to be king of the damned, then I must be the queen Bitch. You see, I am so powerful that I am Ulfric and Lupa. I ate my alpha's heart out the night I became Lupa." She sauntered behind his chair and toyed with his hair.

"You can't kill them, so don't try. You should focus on escaping." Her eyes were glowing fiercely, as were all of her packs. "I am going to kill your little pet. Whether you care or not." She slipped on her coat. As she was buttoning it up a were came to her and mumbled about her plane being ready. She purred with satisfaction. "Oh, and Xavier." She smiled sweetly at him. "The sun will be rising soon. When you escape from my pack..." She laughed. "If you escape my pack, you should find somewhere to hide out for the day." She started walking toward a back exit. She would be back in London and find the girl before he could even leave Moscow. She paused. "She might not be able to feel your pain, but I know you will feel it when I rip her heart out of her chest."

She laughed again and walked out. Her boots clicking away until she had left the building.