Welcome to Caldwell, New York, where there is a war going on between vampires and their evil counterparts, the Lessers. Lessers are a group of soulless humans that are set on killing off all vampires. The Black Dagger Brotherhood is a group of warriors that have been fighting Lessers for hundreds of years. These warriors fight hard, party hard, and love even harder. They have finally found love and seem to be happy. While still fighting the Lessers, a new enemy has appeared, an enemy of their own kind. The Band of Bastards is this enemy. The Band of Bastards has gone so far as to try and kill the King, Wrath. The Band Of Bastards leader Xcor, is set on taking over as King of the Vampire world. A death sentence has been handed down for Xcor, and secrets are about to come to light that are going to change everyones' lives forever. The Scribe Virgin is about to reveal a secret so big that it will not only effect the Black Dagger Brotherhood but the Band Of Bastards as well.
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As Rhaine stepped between the doors, she turned and nodded at the security before stepping down the passageway. She wanted one night, just one night where she wasn't known for her she was. It had been a long few weeks, and finally the emotion she felt for Vishous was gone. But not her desire to be what and who she was inside. Sure, she was the "daughter of the King" and a vampire, but man, she had "little" in her veins. She was so tired of being the strong woman she knew she had to be in the mansion. She wanted to feel strength take over her.
Coming into the main area, her eyes scanned the crowds and she had to hide her chuckles. Horrid thick eye makeup, skin tight leather and shiny plastic skirts. Ugh, and the smell of hormonal teenagers who couldn't keep themselves at home or in school longer than a few hours before running to get drunk and high. At least Rhaine knew she wouldn't find a single Brother in here, or shellan of theirs.
Turning and going to the bar, Rhaine slid onto a bar stool and crossed her legs. She felt her heel scratch at her calf, and she hid the wince she knew her face wanted to reveal. Instead, she reached up and made sure her hair was still perfect. The ringlets in low ponytails, matching pink plaid ties twisting into her red locks. That's what she wanted, she wanted to feel innocent, yet amazingly sexy and even possibly...dirty.
"What'll it be?" Rhaine's eyes lifted and she smiled at the bartender softly. There was a mutual understanding between them and she licked her lips. "Hmm...I'll take a jack and coke, three cherries, shot of grenadine as well." She watched the bartender quickly mix up the beverage, and Rhaine slapped her $100 on the bar as the glass landed in front of her. "Just keep them coming, and I'll keep tipping." She winked, and grinned when the male turned with a bit of bounce in his step.
She turned and took a sip of her drink, watching everyone grind and hearing the music play. Oh, what a night.
Post by Zsadist, Son of Ahgony on Aug 26, 2014 20:41:38 GMT -6
if i'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
tagged: Rhaine
Sheathing his dagger, Z stood up from the ground. His eyes, which he knew would be the pitch black they often changed to roamed around the alleyway. Three jars, three lessers. He picked two of them up, tossing them to his brother not particularly caring if Phury caught them or not as he threw his senss out, trying to find even the tinest of movement, to smell any trace of the foul baby powder smell that lessers were known for. Nothing, absolutely nothing.
He swung his eyes onto Phury and gave him a curt nod. He did not need a babysitter and those jars needed to be put away. He pulled out his phone and frowned at the little crack across the screen. Damn it he cursed, wanting to kill those lesser again for trying to destory the one thing that connected him to his shellan when he was out in the field. He'd have to see V to get it fixed, no biggie he thought as he sent a text to his Bella, telling her he would be home shortly.
Shortly never came though as he walked past The Iron Mask and frowned at the scent of a familiar person. No one within the brotherhood used this club much, not since his brother in law had rebuilt his club. He paused, peering at the security at the door, trying to will whomever the scent belonged to to appear. No such luck. "Ah fuck," he cursed, realising a moment later whom it belonged to. God damn princess he cursed, what the hell was she doing here and alone? He couldnt very well leave now, Wrath would have his head and... he trailed that thought off.
He walked up to the security, being allowed into the nightclub. He wanted to walk out the moment he entered. Loud music, the smell of humans, the drinks. Was not his scene, at least not since Bella and Nalla had entered his life. He manuvered around people, avoding being touched by them as he followed her scent, finding her seated at the bar. Z planted his butt on the seat next to her and remained silent, instead taking in her attire. Turning back to the bartender whom had appeared, he ordered himself a drink, beer. He wasnt one to drink much, he left the drinking habits to the other brothers. Gripping the neck of the bottle, he took a mouthful, as he swallowed his eyes turned back to her, trying to figure out why she was here and alone.
The first few sips of alcohol made Rhaine wince inside. Then as she got onto her third glass and the human male that stepped up to her started touching at her wrist, she started to loosen up. He definitely picked up on her submissive vibe; that tall, dark, and handsome type that couldn't wait to get her back to his place. She felt his finger tracing her lower arm and moving down to the hand that held her glass before helping her put the glass down. She licked her lips and stared up at the guy, noticing that for a human he had bright blue eyes. "I could find a good use for that mouth." Rhaine grinned and crossed her legs, letting one slide against the outside of his thigh. "Oh I'm sure you could." A small comment about her dress and Rhaine smirked, until her nose caught a familiar scent. Her small smile faded and her eyes glanced around trying to figure out what on earth...or who on earth that was.
Leaning one way and then the other, she couldn't quite put her finger on the situation, but she felt she was being watched. It wasn't until the male's hands landed on her shoulders that her attention snapped back to him. "You need to be focusing on me at this moment." Rhaine swallowed hard and that's when she caught a glimpse.
Yellow eyes, staring right at her. "What the..." Rhaine shoved the guy's arms away and she got up, walking her way to Z with an uncertainty. She never heard of him ever showing up at this place and last thing she needed was a babysitter. "What are you doing here? PLEASE tell me Dad didn't send you." She looked back to see the male angrily walking to her and she sighed turning back to Z. "Please don't kill him." When his hands landed on her shoulders and yanked her back against him, her eyes widened. He was excited, and trying to assert his "Dominance" in front of Zsadist. He had no idea he was barking up the way wrong tree here.
Post by Zsadist, Son of Ahgony on Aug 26, 2014 22:04:31 GMT -6
if i'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
tagged: Rhaine
It was after the second mouthful of his drink did he notice the male that was trying to get her attention. Well that was all good and fine until the filthy human put a hand on her. His eyes narrowed, a million thoughts crossed his mind and yet every single one of them had the same ending, this human destroyed. He himself had killed humans before or so the rumours went around, why not live up to that reputation he thought as he glared at the male.
Ah so she had seen him he thought. Well it wasnt like he was trying to hide his presence or anything. His eyes tracked her as she shoved the guy off her and headed his way. Either he had ruined something before it could truly begin or she was looking for help to get rid of the pest that seemed to want to cling to her. He dragged his eyes away from the human and back to her when she spoke and he resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Of course she would think that Wrath had sent someone to find her. "For your information, Princess, I was on rotation tonight, not everything revolves around you,"he spoke, realising his words were perhaps a little harsh and the tone he used did not help at all. He was still finding it uneasy talking to women, though Rhaine was no stranger, she should be used to him he thought.
Oh she had nerve asking him not to kill the human. Were Wrath here he had no doubt the king would have already torn the human's throat out and shoved it up his backside. Z was about to reply when the human took hold of the princess. Her plea was ignored as he calming stood up, drawing to his full height. His lips peeled back from his fangs, a low growl rumbled in his throat. Wrath would understand if this human was killed he thought. What if this was Nalla instead, the guy would already be dead, blood seeping into the ground.
He made quick work at getting the human off her, having hold of him by the back of his neck as if he were a dog. "Stay here," he hissed at her, "Or so help me Princess i will make sure you cannot walk ever again." He didnt wait for her response as he dragged the human out the back of the club where he proceeded to strip the human of his memories of him and Rhaine. He didn't waste time as he turned, heading back to the princess.
What are you supposed to do when a dangerous killer strolls your potential lay out the door, and is protecting you because he not only has to but feels like it? You sit your ass down on a bar stool and sigh in sexual frustration, that's what. Rhaine ran a hand through her hair as she saw Z disappear out the back door, and sighed. If Rhage had been here, he would've told her to "let him know when it was over" so he could take care of the memories. Or if it was Lhust here, it wouldn't have mattered because hell she wouldn't even be here she'd be at the woman's house already. But no, she had to come here looking and of course it's the night Zsadist was fighting. He was always in a particular mood after fighting, one of "I've busted a few heads, I can bust a few more". Flagging down the bartender, he brought her another drink and Rhaine winked with a smile before taking a sip. A couple of males brushed by Rhaine's ass as they went by and Rhaine had to smirk. That only worked for women against men, morons.
When she saw Z coming back, she paused and asked herself which emotion she wanted to portray around him. She could be pissed, but that would just cause him to be more pissed and he could beat her in a "pissing contest". She could be sad, but he didn't seem like the type that would feel bad that she wanted to have sex and he was stopping her. She could try to make him feel guilty but...this was Zsadist, not Phury. Giving up, Rhaine just settled for one way she knew she could at least enjoy the night with him. She had to tell herself, he was a father. In his eyes, she was just like Nalla, and in his eyes no male would ever touch his kid. Ever. For life. That kid would die a virgin. Soon as he was beside her she glanced his way then down a bit.
"To answer your question, I'm here because I'm sick of being cooped up at the mansion. Plus, unlike all of you I don't have someone waiting to bed me. It gets lonely, and let's be honest toys only get you so far." Rolling her ankle, Rhaine felt her heel click against the bar and she bit her lip. Leave it to a Brother to make her remember reality. She shouldn't have been here alone. "Sorry to make you babysit."
Post by Zsadist, Son of Ahgony on Aug 27, 2014 20:33:21 GMT -6
if i'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
tagged: Rhaine
Idiots he thought, passing human males as he made his way through the club only to be stopped by someone daring. The scent was female. He glanced down and growled. Stupid female he thought as he plucked her hands from his leathers and pushed her aside,not particularly caring if she lost her balance or not. She was drunk, the alcohol clung to her. She more than likely wouldnt remember anything. But the woman was persistent and she was no Bella. Spinning around, he caught her wrist roughly bringing his eyes level with hers. The action, it brought him back to the days before Bella, although the human would have had her back to him instead. Another growl tore through his throat as he silently conveyed that he was not interested before once again shoving her away, this time having a small satisfaction of the human tripping over her own feet and landing on her ass.
He didnt bother apologizing or helping the girl, instead turned on his heel and continued to his destination; back to Rhaine's side. She had more than likely witnessed the ordeal, not that he cared what she thought. It wasnt like he was dragging the human out into the alleyway behind the club to drink from her. Those days were well and truly over.
He stood next to her, arms crossed over his chest, words danced on his tongue. Yet Rhaine was already speaking her answer. Either he was predictable or she had suddenly developed the ability to read minds. Unfolding his arms, he took a seat next to her. Really, she was sick of not having someone in bed with her? "Save your pity story for someone who cares about it," he spoke. Where he any other of the brothers, well save Phury, they probably would have taken pity on her, probably would have allowed her to find someone and take them to the bathrooms. But not him, god what he would have given just to be alone when he was young, to be alone when he had been a slave. "Not having someone in bed is not the end of the world princess, you'll get over it," he replied, his fingers brushing the inside of his left wrist, right at the edge of the slave band. He could never hide them from anyone, though not everyone at the compound knew the full story. All they knew was he had been a slave and rescued by Phury. Not that it was any of their business what had happened. His thoughts turned to Mary, he had been reluctant to even open up to her and yet over time he had and was now grateful to the female. "Wouldn't have to babysit if your father actually decided to appoint an ahstrux nohtrum to you," he mumbled, pulling out his phone and sending a text off to Bella, telling her that he was currently held up, though hopefully he'd be home soon. "Bella and Nalla are the ones that deserve the apology," he turned to her after putting his phone away.
As Zsadist rambled off the words that he did, Rhaine felt her anger boiling up. Yeah, he had a troubled childhood; she knew about it. She had to listen about it from her Dad so that she never "mentioned that her eagerness for submission was good in front of him". Fact is by the end of the whole story she was sitting with misty eyes and a hollow heart because she respected this man. Even after going through all that he put his life out there to protect total strangers. But why on earth was he acting like she was keeping him from going home, isn't he the one who came here for a drink? What crawled under her skin and kept moving was the fact he treated everyone else in the mansion with kinder regard so it dug in that he made her feel spat upon.
"Let's get something straight here Z. I came here tonight on my own, just like I did for years before I got dragged into this "royal hiding" crap. I intend tonight to find a nice, Dominant man with a great place to go back to so I can get tied up and taken down hard. That's what I do, and I love it." Rhaine let her fingers dance along her glass as she spoke, before turning facing Z letting her legs cross. "I love submission, it's an incredible feeling for me and I have yet to find any good Dominant Vampires. Find me one, and I'll stop coming. Or teach me how to wipe minds and I won't need someone coming. Besides, no one is twisting your arm to stay here. You chose to come after fighting, you could've easily chosen to go back home. Don't blame your drink wants on me." With that, Rhaine finished off her drink and held the empty glass up so the bartender would bring another.
"Now...we can either sit here and spit fire at each other all night, you can go home, or you can attempt to find common ground with me and we have some civil conversation. But I'd appreciate it if you'd stop biting my head off because you don't like being around humans and I do. I grew up with them, and I actually enjoy random sex." Looking around, Rhaine did start to feel disappointment. "Though tonight is really slim pickings I should've gone somewhere else. These people reek of drugs and desperation." Rhaine took a deep breath and held it tight. After all of that, she hoped Z actually respected her enough for standing up to him, but she prepared herself for another bite.
Post by Zsadist, Son of Ahgony on Aug 28, 2014 0:00:16 GMT -6
if i'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
tagged: Rhaine
He was pushing her too far, he realised. They all were. He understood Rhaine needed out, but to go alone was not something any of the brothers would tolerate. Yes he could go home, but then he would face the anger of his king for abandoning his child. Yes she was a grown woman in human terms but given the length of life a vampire had, she was still a baby.
And then she went on about the submissive and dominant crap. He tore his eyes away from her and stared at the bottled lined up on the shelf behind the bar. A moment later he closed his eyes as if he were fighting the memories that were sure to come. He could not listen to this, not after what he went through. His mistress had dominated him for a century, how could anyone find pleasure in that. Heck he was often questioning V's decisions and was grateful to the doc that entered his brother's life. At least when his brother was in one of those moods, he had Jane to turn to instead of the number of people that would fall at his feet. It...sickened him to a point. He hated all of that, hated the idea of it. Between mates it was different, but to do it was a random...a human no less. No he would not allow the princess to do as she wished in that respect.
His eyes snapped back at her, a flash of anger in his eyes. How dare she, he thought. He could not very well leave her now that she had been busted. He wanted to so much drag her sorry ass back home, throw her in front of Wrath and spill everything. He wondered if his king would be as nice about it as he was trying to be, not that he was nice to begin with. He gritted his teeth, trying to formulate words to respond to her when she gave him options. Go home or find common ground with her. "Go home and face your father? I prefer to remain attached to my balls," he replied. Biting her head off because of humans? Oh no it went far deeper than that. "Someone needs to knock sense into you if you think this is only about humans," he wanted to say more, wanted to rip into her and tell her exactly what he thought but he held back his words.
"Someone needs to knock some sense into you if you think it's only about humans." Rhaine blinked a few times then looked over at Zsadist, a look of confusion on her face. Something seemed to click in her brain at that point, and she leaned back on the stood straightening her back. He wasn't just popping off at her for ruining his night, he was trying to inform her in his own way. Okay now she felt like a total douche bag.
"What...is it like out there when you're fighting?" She let her fingertip trace the edge of her glass, then she lifted a cherry and popped it in her mouth. Her "need" and "want" of sex quickly dissipated and instead she wondered just what Z could inform her of that her Dad always hid. When she'd ask "Just how bad is it out there?" or "How dangerous is the Lessening Society really?" he'd just tell her "Stay inside and you'll never have to find out." Yeah, that really helps inform someone who only until the last few years had to fear them.
On top of that, when the guys came home if they were injured they never stayed in eye sight. They took off to the clinic as soon as possible to get cleaned up, stitched up, and whatever else was necessary. A realization hit Rhaine that almost made her sick to her stomach, she was being sheltered at the Mansion and kept from understanding the truth of everything.
"You want me to understand how things are, and why I shouldn't take off on my own," She paused and took a sip of her drink, motioning for the bartender to bring Z another of his own, "Educate me, Yoda."
Post by Zsadist, Son of Ahgony on Aug 29, 2014 19:35:42 GMT -6
if i'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
tagged: Rhaine
Either he had successfully found something that would shut her up or she was still trying to decipher what he had said. One look at that confused expression told him the latter. Pity he thought, she needed to keep her mouth shut most of the time. It wasn't that he didn't care for her, god how untrue that was. He cared for everyone in the mansion he just was never good at showing it. Him being a hard ass on her was his way of caring. If he didn't he would have left her alone to be taking by either lessers or the band of bastards. With either group, nothing good would come.
Her questioned surprised him. No one really asked that before. Then again those at the mansion knew first hand what it was like. The brothers, the doggan, even the shellans. God he could still picture his Bella, how fragile and broken she looked after he had rescued her from that lesser. The same lesser that he has been unable to kill. If it weren't for Bella neither Phury or himself would be alive. Still no female should have had to witness that. Though in a way he supposed it was a blessing. Bella didn't get upset when he had to go out and fight, not like some of the others he thought. Bella knew, she understood and because of that it made him love her all the more. "Terrifying," he replied, "never knowing if you'll return home in one piece." He replied, running a hand over his skull trim, "you really want to know then ask Bella," he added after a moment.
His head snapped back to her. After all this time, only now she wants to know, to be taught. Why now? Why him? "You want me to teach you, how do I know you won't just run off on your own again?" the hand that had ran over his head was now being dragged over his face. "Fine, but on my terms. You stop running off and start acting like the princess you are, because, as it is, the race would be screwed if Wrath ever decided to hand the crown to you in the near future and ill teach you," god that had to have been the longest speech he ever had with the princess, "do we have a deal?"
Rhaine stared on as she watched Zsadist struggle to talk to her, and a part of her almost felt bad for asking questions. But she knew she'd never learn anything about her life if she didn't. When he asked why she wanted him to teach her, she had to pause. Beth made it clear all the time that she intended to have a child with Wrath. If that happened, Rhaine knew she'd never be the one taking over for her Father. So she really never thought she'd have to "be a princess". She figured they'd groom the new heir to be a proper leader, and she'd be sitting there baby sitting most days.
"I won't run off, but I also don't want to be treated like a criminal locked in a cell. I'll listen, stick by you, and learn. But sometimes I'd appreciate someone just coming with me so I can have a drink and kick back...pretty much what you were trying to do here." She hoped he understood that no one liked to be caged up, and she finished off her drink before putting a tip down for the bartender, signaling she was done. In terms of sex, oh she knew she was screwed doing this. There was no way in hell she'd ever have a sex life now, she was going to become a vampire nun...blech.
"Z look," Rhaine paused wondering if she should say something, then decided it was best to do that, "Everyone in the house treats me with kid gloves. They act like I'm going to break if I'm told the truth of everything. You're blunt, straight forward, you hurt my fucking feelings 95 percent of the time but you mean well." She closed her purse then grabbed another cherry popping it in her mouth. She quickly chewed the fruit then swallowed and continued. "I want to assume the reason you haven't said 'Fuck it' and taken off tonight is because you do actually give a damn about me, not just because of who my Father is. So I'll listen and learn, but remember this entire thing is new for me." She put out her hand and didn't know if Z would touch her or not but she didn't care. She wanted to show she was sincere.
Post by Zsadist, Son of Ahgony on Aug 30, 2014 0:52:48 GMT -6
if i'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
tagged: Rhaine
Be treated like a criminal locked in a cell? He he could very much relate to that. One hundred years, one fucking hundred years he had been the caged animal. If that was how she truly felt then he couldn't deny helping her. Maybe she'd understand and stay away if she saw just what went on. Maybe she'd run in the other directions she saw witness to the cruelty that the lessers could dish out. How had he managed to get sucked into this babysitting job now?
A sigh escaped his lips as she continued speaking. Promising that she'd listen. He could have very well said that if she wanted trust and respect she needed to go home right this moment. But he couldn't bring himself to say anything and damn it Wrath was going to have his head for what he was thinking of doing.
His eyes sought her face, looking for anything that would tell him to send her home but he found nothing but determination. He knew that look all too well. The brothers wore the same look every time they fought, himself included. "Only 95 percent, guess I need to up my game then," he replied though this time the corner of his mouth lifted in a smirk. Damn straight he was blunt and straight forward, it was those traits that got him where he was today.
He gave her a curt nod, he knew. Everyone else tip toed around her, well it was time to change that he thought. She threw her hand out to him expected him to shake it. Instead his hands went to a dagger strapped to his chest and unsheathed it, palming the weapon for a moment before flipping it, placing the handle of it in her outstretched hand. The weight would probably be a little heavy for her, heck maybe V could make a set of daggers for her if she was so hell bent on joining the fight. First things first though, he thought as he pushed himself off the stool. "You sure about this Princess? Because the moment you set foot out of this club there is no going back?" It was the last chance he was going to give her to change her mind. Fighting was not for females but then she had asked for it. "We still have a few hours before the sun rises, you stay hidden and only use that..." He nodded to the dagger he had give her, "to defend yourself. Come," he turned, heading across the dance floor and to the door, glancing over his shoulder wondering is she was coming or not. He was going to show her first hand what lessens were like, provided they came across any more that night.
The weight of the dagger made Rhaine let out a small "Mmph!". She let her hand close and her eyes blinked a few times, while her gaze stared at the intricate metal. She could see a light hint of dried black blood on the tip, a spot he probably missed when wiping them clean earlier. She listened to what he said and Rhaine felt her heart picking up speed. So she was actually going to do this? She was going to step out there with him, in her short dress and high heels and watch him fight? Did she even have the courage to do this?
As she looked on at the dagger, she took her time and thought to herself what she'd do instead of this. If she didn't go with him, then she knew she'd end up at the mansion. Night after night, just walking the halls. Watching TV, eating, working in the study. She'd listen to couples on off-rotation nights laughing and smiling, she'd hear Beth and her Dad flirting constantly. She knew she'd never have a life if she went home and said no, because reality was she already said she'd stop running off.
Something inside her hardened at that moment, and she squeezed the dagger a bit tighter, lifting it vertically in the air and watching the strobe lights glimmer off the blade. This was real, it wasn't like hearing stories of "warriors" going out to fight. She wondered how they fought, how it sounded and looked. The way the lessers would fight back, and that sealed it for her.
"Let's do it." With that, she kicked off her heels and stood up, handing Z back the dagger. "Just a second." She turned and walked around quietly through the club, her heels in her hands looking at women her foot size dancing. It only took a few moments to find a goth girl dancing on the floor in a pair of knee high boots. They were flat, study, almost industrial which just made Rhaine roll her eyes. Who came out to dance in boots like this? She made quick work of convincing the girl to trade, and even stole her socks before coming back and putting them on. She looked up at Zsadist and shrugged, taking the blade back in her hand. "Clicking of heels is probably not a good idea out there. Could break an ankle!"
Post by Zsadist, Son of Ahgony on Aug 30, 2014 20:26:41 GMT -6
if i'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
tagged: Rhaine
Seeing her with a dagger was nerve wracking. Hopefully she wouldn't need to use it. Maybe she'd dematerialise when danger camel yes that would be the best thing for her, to high tail it out of wherever they were going to end up. He watched as she inspected it, as if what he had handed her did not meet her expectations. What was she expected? Pink and plastic? He hoped her common sense and self preservation kicked in if a lesser attempted to attack her, not that Z was planning on letting any near the princess if he could help it.
He was about to head through the door when she told him to wait. What now he thought, crossing his arms over his chest, the dagger dangling in his fingers. He leaned against the wall, his eyes tracking her once again finding her stopping a girl from dancing. A quick exchange of shoes and she was back at his side, getting her new boots on. "Smartest decision you've ever had," he commented, pushing himself the wall and handing the dagger back to her. "Any more royal delays princess?" He asked. He wanted out of this club, out into the night air. He was itching to fight again. Either that or go home and take Bella to bed. Without another word to her he exited the club before she could stop him again, his senses on high alert as he begun walking the streets, making sure the princess was near.
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