Jezebel pried herself from the young biker's grip but he grabbed her again. She didn't want to reveal her strength yet so she let him run his hands over her ((don't want to be more descriptive and get this thread locked lol )) He kept pulling at her and she couldn't see what was going on. She listened carefully and was able to hear the two upstairs through the crowd. She wondered if the young vampire was going to pull through this, she doubted it, and returned attention to her prey.
Jezebel saw out of the circle and near the bar Demitrius fighting. She was surprised to see so many vampires fighting tonight. Usuaully there would be a brawl between the mortals, but nothing like this. She felt the young biker clutch around her again from behind as he tried to pry her away and out of the bar, but she stayed where she was in the crowd.
"In a moment." She heard herself whisper to him.
Something inside her poked at her and told her to help the vampires who were fighting. She tried to push it away but it kept bothering her. They were vampires afterall. She broke from the man's grasp and quickly removed the knife from the vampire's shoulder. She picked the young vampire off of the ground.
"Don't say I never did anything for you." She growled.
Faster than lightning she threw the knife at the vampiress as it landed near her foot sticking straight up in the floor. She shoved her way back into the circle and grabbed the young man.
"Let's go." She wispered in his ear. He followed with an eager smile as his arms slipped around her and they left the bar.
((Phoenix, she didn't mean to kill u with the dagger, she threw it to you so u can use it against Kronos.))
She let the mortal lead her through the night. She was raging inside. What made her want to help those vampires? She would never do such a thing! Ever! Hopefully the kill would make her feel better, she thought to herself as she felt the biker's hand travel down to her ass as they walked through the darkness.
Jezebel laid in bed, her thing figure twisted in the white sheets. Persperation gathered on her face making it glisten in the moonlight that trickled through the shades. Her clothes were scattered around, here and there on the floor.
The biker laid next to her, naked and drained of blood. She leaned back against the headboard and lit a cigarette. She took a drag and then let the smoke trickle from her parted lips. She glanced over at the corpse. "Was that good for you?" She grinned.
((If this is too morbid, PM and tell me, I won't have any scenes worse then this, I've tired to make it so most is left to the immagination. It's supposed to help character development. I've seen worse things posted on the Off Topic Thread))
Jezebel got dressed in the dark and brushed out her hair. Her eyes glowed blue and pierced through the dark still room. She reapplied her lipstick and then walked to the door. She pulled it open, glanced at the corpse and then walked out closing the door behind her. The night was cold yet refreshing as the wind played with her hair that flowed down past her shoulders. She began her walk home.
((sorry its a bit late))
Edele grasped the hilt of the knife and thrust it into Kronos' stomach. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his hand caressed her face.
"You haven't killed me. I'll be back for you."
"I know," she whispered, kissing him then running out the door.
((this is an idea I'm toying with - She hates him and loves him with equal intensities))
Edele ran for three blocks before leaning against a wall, emotionally exhausted. The tears she had managed to stem for so long were flowing freely, and her head snapped up as she heard a snort of disgust, and saw the vampire from earlier. Her emotions wraught, she snapped and marched up to the taller vamp.
"What? Come to stare at the Freak Show?"