Carnival of Dreams

Alevina watched Wesley walk out of Alaska's changing room and couldn't help but smirk. Oh how she loved teasing and asking how sexy time went after a good performance from Wesley. She wasn't exactly sure just what she did in there, but part of her didn't want it to be sex. She didn't quite know what it was, but Alaska being a erotic dancer and Wesley being a part of a freak show act... She didn't know. Maybe it was just Alaska flirting with someone new everyday that said to her that Wesley could get jealous, if that was what was going on. "Hey eight legs, stop gawking around like an idiot and get on stage. You're almost on." One of the stage hands yelled to her, at which she lazily drifted her head towards him, giving him a look that almost asked him 'do I look like I care?' However, that didn't go down to well. "Maybe you'll want to be the one to deal with Alexander then..." Alevina sighed gently and then ran a hand through her hair.

"Fine fine, don't tell on me." She groaned in an almost mocking voice. She stepped onto the walls of the backstage and walked up it, going right to the top of the tent and then listening to her introduction, before the atmosphere fell, the lights fell off and everything went still, as if something had gone wrong. She saw a girl next to her, and she started saying things like 'no, please, stop!' Alevina waited, watching the audience look around with worried looks, before the girl screamed and she dived down, back first. She heard the cries from the audience, but then shot a web up and caught herself. And then, her performance really started. She lowered down to the floor and got up close to the audience members, shooting out webs over them and then climbing above them, making sure to give them an elegant smile. Then, she shot a web to one of the walls and began doing acrobatics, climbing up the walls and then twirling around her webs. Her routine always went like this, and she'd shine her smile out to the audience whilst they applauded.

All for a while, everything seemed to be playing out like normal, she'd make the audience gaze in wonder or retreat in horror, and she was used to it. However, she found that one face in the audience seemed to be staring intently at her. And for some reason, her attention was drawn to her. She blinked a couple of times as she swung about, and then she realized who it was. It was her older sister. Realization struck her, and getting a little shocked, she fell off her web to the floor. A clumsy mistake which drew a few frowns. Alevina quickly got back up and finished her routine. She gave the audience a little bow before dashing offstage and bumping into some of the dancers and other acts. She dashed outside and fell onto the grass. Surely, how could she be sure that it was her mother? It really looked like her, but... But... She blinked a couple of times, biting her lip. What was she doing all the way out here, if it was her that is. She couldn't believe it, she looked so much older now... She looked down to the grass and tried to distract herself, instead wondering if Alexander had noticed her clumsiness.

Sophia remembered the dance like it was yesterday, but she was wearing much more revealing clothes. When she was handed a new outfit she stared at it for a moment. 'Great. I love outfit changes' She rolled her eyes. She placed the outfit on the door handle so she could change into it later.

"Sophia, please do me a favor and teach Mocha here Landon’s moves, you guys have an hour till show time, better pick up those moves fast sweetheart." Alaska said and then disappeared.

"No problem." She loved teaching dancers new dancers and she was especially happy is was Marshall. She held up a finger to indicate to give her a moment. She grabbed the outfit she had to wear and then ran to Alaska's bathroom to change. It was fast so she she came back out and she felt so different, none the less she had to wear it. She walked over to Marshall. "Okay now for the dance. " She put the music on and she started to show him what her moves were and how he was supposed to dance with that. And then she showed him how to dance with Alaska moves. And towards the end of the song she taught him the finally. She preformed it by herself so Marshall could see it, because she didn't want to dance with him instantly without seeing it.

"Okay, do you want to see it again before you try?"

Violet had only walked a few meters when a strange man in a purple suit appeared out of nowhere and put an arm around her. Her first reaction was to hit him in the face; he could be a rapist for all she knew. But she controlled herself and relaxed a little when he started speaking to her. She didn't want to get in trouble for walking around the areas where only the performers were allowed to be. "Hey, I know it's rough. It doesn't get any easier. I've been here for... You know... I forget how long I've been working here. I helped open this place. Alex is... eccentric, and a pervert...and a psycho, and he's my brother. I still haven't gotten used to the old bastard. So, things are going take some time to get used to. I'm your new boss, Desmond. Unless you become a dancer, then Alaska's your boss, but until then I am. Well, technically Alex is your official boss, but in terms of who you listen to, it's either me or Alaska. Alright? So, cheer up. I'll be around." Violet was still processing what the man had said when he disappeared again. "Wait!" she yelled out, but he was already gone. Some things were finally making sense to her, but the part about how she got there was still a mystery to her. Well, it all had to be some kind of big misunderstanding. It seemed like they all thought she was a new performer or something. And the man in purple had to be the ringleader. Violet searched the whole place with her eyes, but she couldn't see him. How did he do that? She needed to find him again so she could tell him that she wasn't supposed to be there, that it was all a big misunderstanding Another huge roar came from the crowd inside the giant tent and Violet carefully walked over and peeked in through a crack in the fabric. He had to be in there somewhere, right?
A man dressed in colourful clothes and makeup walked past her and she silently followed him to the other side of the tent to the backstage area. No one seemed to notice her when she walked inside; they were all busy doing whatever they needed to do. It was impossible for her to distinguish him from all those people, even though she was standing in the middle of everything. "He - hello?... Desmond?"

Alaska shot a few of the dancer’s looks as Wesley walked out of her room, the kind of look that, made your blood run cold. Before she shut her door she saw Alevina run by and she quickly tuned into her thoughts. She let out a small sigh, at one point or another everyone saw a close or distant relative. Alaska herself had seen her former fiancé walking around the Carnival with a new wife and a few kids, but that had been so long ago now, but she knew the pain Alevina would be going through. She grabbed her silky black robe and quickly put it on as she went after the young girl. She found the young girl on the soft green grass behind the tent.

“Levi…” she said softly as she knelt down next to the girl. “They don’t remember you” she spoke in a kind tone. “That’s probably the only generous thing that Alexander does, it was like you never existed in their lives.” She probably seemed cold to the girl, but she had been here for some many years, she had gotten over it. “I know it’s hard, it never gets easy, I’ve been here for almost a hundred years and I’m still not use to this damn place.” She sighed “But, the trick is you don’t let anyone know that.” She smirked. “I have to get back to work, but why don’t you stop by my trailer tonight, we usually have an opening night after party, might be good for you, besides I don’t think I’ve ever seen you at one of our parties.” She winked as she stood up and headed back inside. She couldn’t help but let her mind wonder to the party that would happen that night, she hope her and Desmond could sneak off, it had been a while since they were alone and she missed him, but they also couldn’t chance getting caught.

Alevina hadn't looked up to Alaska as she spoke, pretty sure that she was just talking to her out of pity. God, how she hated pity... "Why don’t you stop by my trailer tonight, we usually have an opening night after party, might be good for you, besides I don’t think I’ve ever seen you at one of our parties.” As appealing as that didn't sound, Alevina smiled up to Alaska, slightly thankful that she was being considerate enough to at least try to make her feel better. It didn't really work, but it was still kind. She watched Alaska walk off and then looked down to her hands, sighing gently. She would forget all about Alevina... that meant Natasha would too... As much as the thought killed her, it also brought relief to her too. At least Natasha wouldn't wait for her. Wait for Levi to be found again. Alevina closed her eyes and then felt a single tear escape the pit of her eye. She really was alone then. The only person who she'd ever truly loved... and she would've forgotten about her.

Alevina leant against the outside of the circus tent and gazed up to the sky, her legs laying out to the sides as she thought to herself. She kinda wished that she was allowed to die. If she went to the party, she probably wouldn't enjoy it. She'd just get fed up and then leave early. She wasn't good at parties before the circus. She didn't want to know what she'd be like now that she was some weird spider woman. She closed her eyes and rested her hands upon her stomach. Well... she'd have to see how she felt when she got there. Maybe she'd feel like trying to get some cheering up by the time she actually got there...

Desmond was walking around the back of tent, when he heard his name. He looked around and saw Violet. She looked lost and confused. He took the long way around and tapped on her shoulder, when she turned around he had a smile on his face, "You called?" He could see the look in her eye that she wanted to talk about something important. Desmond inwardly sighed and put his arm around her shoulder again, "I know what you must be thinking, let's talk somewhere privately." Desmond winked and he disappeared with her in tow. When they appeared they were in his trailer. Nobody was allowed in here without either Alex and Desmond present. He sat her down on one of the chairs. He went from high spirited to serious in a heart beat. "Every time we get a new 'employee,'" he spat the word employee like it was venom, "They often think they are here by mistake and they don't belong here. I can tell you what, your right. It's a mistake being here, and you don't belong here. You belong living a normal life. Not a life of a performer. Now, I can tell you exactly how you came to be here. You won't like it, but you are going to have to hear it eventually. Your now the property of one Alexander, or at least your soul is." Desmond paused to let that piece of information sink in.

"Now, you sold your soul for your dream. I don't know exactly what yours was, but you got to live out your dream for one year. From what I hear, It's exactly how you wanted it. None of that half assed wish stuff. I would hope you get exactly what you wanted, because it comes with a terrible price. When that year is over you become an 'employee' or what I like to call you, a slave. There are upsides, and downsides, the downsides do however outweigh the upsides terribly. One is you live forever, but you have to work at this cursed carnival for the rest your time. Don't ask me if you can earn your freedom, Alex doesn't even tell me that." Desmond stopped for a minute and grabbed a glass and filled it with water, he drained the cup and put it on the counter. "Don't worry, there are plenty of nice people here at the carnival. There is one thing I can tell you that might make life a little easier, always listen to Alex. Trust me, I've had to live with him for the past 2000 years. It makes life so much easier. Now, I'll be taking question, comments, concerns," Desmond looked at his watch. They still had time to talk before his brother would come back. He didn't need a rumor of how he swept the new girl off here feet and had his way with her. That would look bad all around.

Wyatt nodded his headed use to the general insanity of the ringleader. He wasn’t bother by it at all surprisingly. He decided he better do as the ringleader said and leave. Him and his brother were done for the night and he could go get something to eat and just chill out, he never got much sleep these days, the carnival was open until 3 am and opened back up at 11am the next day, the only time any of the workers really got any rest was when they were traveling. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from the inside of his leather jacket and swiftly lit it with a match as he headed out of the tent, he took a long drag as he let the smoke fill his lungs before blowing it back out in O shapes, smirking at the trick he had learned from a mysterious man who had come through the carnival back in New Zealand.

As he swiftly made his way past the other workers, he spotted a girl who seemed to be lost, it looked as though she was a new employ they always had a look about him, he was tempted to change his course to go help her out until he saw Desmond, then he knew she would be upset, but okay. He actually really liked Desmond he gave the guy a lot of credit he was probably the most put together of them all. He continued out of the tent taking another drag of his cancer stick. He wondered were Wes was, he was always worrying about his brother, which probably wasn’t exactly the healthiest.

He passed by the dancers, maybe he’d watch a show tonight, he thought to himself, before seeing his twin come out of the tent. “Wes.” He called to his brother. Wesley smirked he was in a better mood having just had his feel of blood.

Marshall thought about this ability that had formed when he arrived here. When the incident with Alex occurred, he had somehow read that the man was passionately hungry. That wasn't what Marshall wanted, he wanted a silence, dripping depression and fear into his mind. Alex backed off, displaying signs of those emotions. It made Marshall quiver in fear, but it was also an amazing gift. 

Sophia went to change into the outfit Alaska had given her. Marshall stretched out his tricks, including a double handspring he'd been working on. 

She came back in, curves filling every inch of the fabric perfectly. He smiled subconsciously, and turned to learn the dance. It was beautifully sexy, fierce but elegant as Marshall liked to be. She asked if he needed to see it again, but he was ready to dance with Sophia and Alaska. 

He fit into the mindset of Mocha, and started to dance with Sophia. Their moves fit together so sincerely he was in a trance by the moves. There was one point where he dipped her, her leg high in the air, and they just stared into each other's eyes. Marsh moved closer into Sophia, almost nose to nose, but then he spun off and continued the choreography. Contrary to his sexual phobias, he knew that move would make the crowd go wild. He kept his cool composure, and fixed his hair once again nonchalantly, trying not to fall down exhausted. 

Alevina climbed to the top of the circus tent and then peeked over the edge, watching the dancers with rather concentrated eyes. No, she didn't really get attracted to it, even if the women were remarkably sexy. She went through a stage of fancying Alaska. She was pretty sure everyone did. She was the hot shot sweetheart. Albeit, a little bit of a bitch at times, but overall quite a caring girl. She had heard her addressing the dancers as her sons and daughters, finding it a tad bit cute that she saw herself like that. However, that crush soon faded after she noticed how every other person liked Alaska, including both the ringmasters. She decided that she'd never even try. But then again, that kinda lead to her not trying with anyone. She decided that she couldn't be a freak in a freak show, and be in a relationship. Sure, she may feel like she develops feelings towards others, but it's not like she'd desperately try to get into their pants. She didn't even know how she'd be able to do it anymore. How do spiders even mate? Do they mate? She had no idea.

She tilted her head down to the audience members, spotting her sister and what looked like a husband start stripping down, taking off their tops and rubbing themselves against each other slightly. "Ew ew ew ew ew." Alevina said, shielding her eyes and cringing in disgust. That's just what she wanted to see, really. "Ugh... Stupid circus..." She sighed gently and rolled over, trying to watch the sexy dancers but then deciding against it. She made her way back down the tent and headed backstage, looking around and then grabbing herself a glass of water.

The twins went back to their trailer changing out of their costumes into something a little more casual, also deciding to become one person. They were less noticed that way and if they wanted to walk around without being stared at or people pointing saying that they were in the freak show, they would be better off as one. Wes wanted to lay back and relax while his brother did most the work, which wasn’t unusual. Often times it appeared as if Wyatt was talking to himself, because Wes was nowhere in sight. Wyatt lit another cigarette inhaling the smoke coughing slightly harshly, which was not his own reaction, it was his brothers.

“I told you to cut that shit out.” Wes yelled though it was inside their combined mind.

Wyatt smirked “Oh come on brother you should be used to this by now, but seeing as you’re going to throw a tantrum.” She chuckled as he took another drag before putting the cancer stick out.

Wyatt simply walking around the carnival making small talk with some of the guests, he spotted his co-worker, he never did talk to her much, but why the hell not, he had nothing better to do and she looked lonely.

“Hey, doll face.” Wesley got out before Wyatt could make a proper greeting.

“I’m sorry excuse my brother.” He took a deep breath, Wesley splitting from his brother.

“excuse me from what? I didn’t do anything, I was complementing her.” He rolled his eyes as he lend on his brothers shoulder.

Wyatt ignored his brother “How are you this evening Levi?” he asked casually.

Sophia was shocked by how quickly he got the dance down. When he dipped her they had a moment, which she couldn't tell if it was real or just a show. She didn't care the look was intense and very sexy. When they had finished she was a little tired from it, but pumped with energy. She could have kissed him, but she didn't. Her cheeks were heating up, but with the makeup on her face it was hard to tell it was there. She walked over to where Alaska kept the water and she grabbed two bottles. She tossed one to Mocha and downed one herself.

She walked over to the broken mirror and fixed her hair and outfit. She tried to turn herself into Lady Cheetah. They sexy feline and it worked. She gave a soft purr and blew herself a kiss in the mirror. She could feel her cat-like instances coming in as she felt her inner kitty. Her eyes became a brighter color which she thought made her look sexier. She walked back over to Mocha. "Do I look okay? I don't want to look like I just rolled out of bed." Which technically she did about twenty minutes ago, but the audience didn't need to know that.

Alaska smirked as she came in from talking to Alevina the chatter of the crowed as they filled in could now be heard which meant it was getting closer. She hated the carnival but she loved performing in all honesty she probably would be a Vegas show girl if she wasn’t here. The show was a two hour performance, with no intermission or break for the dancers.

“Everybody line up!” she called out, she did it every night to get a head count before their performance, even if it was one person missing it could ruin a performance. She did a simple quick head count, before dropping her rob still dressed in her ringleader like costume. “Now, Madam Cheetah, Mocha and I will be doing the finally.” She stared as she passed back and forth in front of the line slowly with precision, making eye contact with every single one of the dancers. “If…anyone has a problem with my two favorite dancers, you can deal with me.” She smirked “The reason you’re not in their position dancing with me, is because you’re not good enough.” She smirked “If anyone of you so much as glances at them the wrong way I’ll rip your pretty little beating hearts out of your cheats.” Her voice was stained with intent and hit the air in a poisonous way. She stopped in front of Sophia and Marshall, she lend in closely to the two of them “Don’t make a fool of me.” She whispered for only them to hear, before stepping back and extending her arm though her eyes still on the two young dancers, as her black staff was tossed to her.

Without another word to the line of dancers she made her way to the stage to welcome the guests. The men and woman cheered as she walked in front of the red current. “Welcome and thank you for joining us this evening, I promise you won’t be disappointed, but in respect of the dancers we do ask that you do not video tape the performance and no flash photography. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.” With that she snapped her fingers causing the stage to go black, giving her a moment to get off stage, within seconds the red current lifted and a familiar song started and with that the first set of dancers were up of course in the proper costuming for this number. She stood back stage making sure everyone was in their spots as she was being tightly forced into a black leather corset, she would go out in the middle f the song, t shake her ass and get a little more risqué then the rest of the girls.

"So... I'm sixteen now?" was all Violet could think of asking him. This was a lot of information to get all at once, but the worst thing was how he sounded so normal about it. Violet looked at him with big eyes and open mouth. He was telling the truth, she didn't know why she could see that, but it was true. She was now a slave here... Part of her wasn't surprised at all; it was like that part had known it all the time, but the rest of her was in total shock. Even as a kid she had always believed in magic and aliens, but she'd never thought something like this would happen to her. This only happened in books, not in Violet Hayes life. Desmond was facing the counter and had his back against her. She knew that she could never escape, but the panic took over and she shot up from the chair he had positioned her in. "I can never leave?" she shouted with tears in her eyes. "I can never leave?" Violet tried to run forward, but she lost her balance, knocked over the stuff on the table and then landed on the floor of the trailer. The scared side of her took over her body completely and she started to shake and knock over more stuff while the tears was streaming form her eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry... I - I -" She tried to remove the things from the floor, but failed and it all fell down again. "Don't... I'm just..."

Desmond looked away when she asked how old she was. He couldn't meet her gaze. He hated what they were doing here. This often used to bring a tear to his eye, but those tears dried up with age. He could still feel the pain however that came with crying. When she shouted he turned around, He still couldn't meet her gaze. He saw her lose her balance. He was quick, but he wasn't quick enough to catch her before she knocked over a few things. He could feel his OCD kicking in. He squashed it and helped her pick up the stuff again. He hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Shhh, don't cry. It will all be alright. I know, it's going to be hard for a while. Like I said before, you have Alaska or I to help you get settled. I'm sorry about this, I wish that there was way for your soul to leave. I don't though," he back away from the girl and wiped away her tears, "Now, don't cry. Your not as cute when you cry." He sat her down again. He checked his watch and saw that it was about time for the dancers to go on. "Now, I wish we had more time, but the dancers are almost done. So we got to leave. I'll take you to your trailer. We're not going to teleport there, we're gonna walk." Desmond held out his hand for the girl.

Alevina looked round slowly to the twins, tilting her head at their mindless bickering before breaking into a small smirk. It lasted a few moments, and then it went away again as she looked into her cup and swished her water around a little. "Yeah. I'm fine, sweet pea...s." she said quietly, smiling the slightest, looking up to the two of them with a calm look. She didn't talk to the twins that often. But when she did, she always got a taster for their bickering and each individual personality. Whereas Wyatt seemed a little bit more polite and charming towards the people he spoke to, Wesley was always a bit more... what's the word... hot headed. She kinda found the two of them pretty amusing, besides the fact that they were another freak show they weren't adoring the lime light. Most fortune tellers and erotic dancers were rather smug with what they did. Freak shows? Nada.

"You know, as fine as you can be when being a human spider." Alevina remarked as she scoffed a little, shaking her head slightly and then drinking some more of her drink. She looked up to the two and flicked glances between the two. "Are you guys going to Alaska's party tonight?" She asked, tilting her head to the side slightly and raising an eyebrow. "I probably won't if it's just a thing for all the dancers..."

Violet wiped away her tears and then took the man’s hand. She'd stopped sobbing now; instead she was just staring at the air in front of her. "Sorry I knocked your things over." She had her eyes open, but she wasn't seeing anything. She wasn't paying attention to anything around her, but her mind was in total chaos. It was too many bad news to get all at once and her mind was in constant battle.

A two-headed man from the freak show walked past them and she instantly tightened her grip around Desmond’s hand. Not because he was a freak, but because she suddenly didn’t trust anyone except for Desmond. She followed him out of his trailer and then spoke in a complete monotone voice as they walked. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

"It's fine, everybody reacts like you did. It's not often that the newbies are told by the Ring Leader's assistant, though. Also holding his hand, not many people get to do that either." Desmond looked her in the eyes and flashed her his warm smile. Her eyes betrayed what she was thinking, however. When the two head man walked by Desmond nodded his head and greeted the man. "Now, about your reactions to some of our other..." Desmond paused for a minute to think of the right word, "Friends. I'll call them friends. Will change in time. You will eventually view them as a family, somebody to rely on when times get tough. Things do get tougher around here. They do consist of fighting between the entertainers and the problems caused by beloved brother." He looked around and saw three (or two depends on what time of the day it is) of the nicer 'friends.' Sure, they were all nice people, but some were nicer than others. Levi, Wyatt, and Wes. He really didn't care for Wes, he had heard rumors about him going in Alaska's trailer. He was sure they were unfounded, and she wasn't the type of girl to cheat on him.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to some of the nicer people around here." He pulled Violet to where he saw the trio. "Violet, this is Levi, Wyatt, and Wes. They are part of the and I hate using this word, Freak Show. To be honest, all people are freaks. Levi, as you can tell is Half Spider, Wyatt and Wes, are immortal... Which we all gain immortality when we joined this place. They also have the power to combine into one person. Levi, Wyatt, and Wes, this is Violet the new girl." Desmond said with elaborate hand motions. He was trying to make things better for Violet. This type of introduction had blown up in his face in previous years. He hoped this year wasn't the case.

Wyatt lit another cigarette, the boy could easily go through three packs a day, unlike most he actually liked the taste and why the hell not smoke, it’s not like he could die from it, even though the idea in the being that initially got him addicted, was the thought that maybe it would kill him.

“I honestly don’t see anything wrong with you, your hot, top half and bottom half.” Wesley smirked to the girl. Wyatt shooting him a look blowing a puff of smoke in his face. Wes swatted at the smoke, he hated his brothers damn habit.
“Yeah were going, we always at least make an appearance…” Wyatt started but was cut off by his brother “Yeah, Ally would strangle both of us if we didn’t at least show up. He rolled his eyes.

The Twins turned when they heard Desmond’s voice as he introduced everyone. Wyatt simply smiled to the girl and bowed his head lightly before offering his hand “Pleasure, to meet you Miss Hayes.” He said in a gentlemen like to before looking to the ringleaders brother “Evening.” He nodded to Desmond.

“Found a new girlfriend already, hey doc, I don’t think Ally will be to happy bout that.” Wyatt Smirked, he really knew how to piss people off, it the worst ways possible “You Bringing her to Ally’s party, that’s wouldn’t be a smart move on your part.” He chuckled, noting the fact that the new girl was holding Desmond’s. Wyatt was probably one of the only other person that actually knew about Alaska and Desmond, He had caught them once together and had made remarks such as these ever since. “I’d be careful Vi, Alaska is liable to find a way to kill you.” He smirked his sinister smirk and his two K9 fangs were very noticeable.

Alevina rolled her eyes at Wesley's comment about her being hot top and bottom, before lightly punching his shoulder. "Darling, as much as I wish that were true, I think you should learn to be more honest. That, or get your brain checked." She smirked a little, before hearing they were going to make an appearance. Well that was true, the twins and Alaska were pretty close. She didn't know what it was about those three. It was like they were hiding something from everyone else. As if, they had secret information that absolutely no one else could know about.

She looked round at being introduced to a girl, no wait... she knew this girl. It was the one that she'd tried to be kind to before and had just freaked out before. She saw Violet holding hands with Desmond and rolled her eyes. Of course. A boy would calm her down. Levi forced a smile to Violet and then tilted her head slightly. "Pleasure to meet you, sweetie." She said, before shaking her head slightly and looking away. Well, it was pretty predictable. Some girl trying to comfort another girl would just be like any other stranger. BUT WAIT! Attractive guy comes along and tries being nice, and all of a sudden she'd found someone she could trust, even if she was perfectly nice to the girl when she was knelt on the ground getting grass stains all over her dress. She sighed gently, dropping the false smile and then getting more to drink. "Hey Wes. I thought you and Alaska had a thing going on?" She asked when the mention of Desmond and Alaska was brought up. "I mean, you're always going into her dressing room... going private for about half an hour or so..." She raised an eyebrow to him, silently asking him, "Were you making sexy time?"

Sophia followed Alaska out to the other dancers. She was in her cheetah mode so she wasn't as nervous as have been. She listened to the Alaska tell the girls about how they are the best dancers and no one should have a problem with that. She giggled a little and then smiled. When the girls filed up in a line Sophia stretched a bit more as she listened to Alaska's mini lecture to her and Mocha.

“Don’t make a fool of me.” Alaska growled.

That actually scared her since she never wanted to be on Alaska's bad side. She waited until they had to go up. She couldn't wait to preform the dance and she was pretty hyped up. She could have turned into a cat right then and there , but she kept her cool. She watched the girls on stage and they were 'okay', of course she could do better, but she was in the finale and not the main part. She turned her sexy on and sang a little song in her head. She needed peace to reach more of her inner core. Once the girls were finished she let a deep sigh.

"We're up." She said with a seductive smile.

Wesley froze when Levi spoke of his private meetings with Alaska and Wyatt nearly choked on the on the smoke from his cigarette as he laughed and coughed at the same time, at his brother being called out though he knew that there was nothing between Alaska and Wes not even a spark, hell it was more likely for there to be something going on between him and Alaska, but the dancer was more like a sister to them. Wesley composed himself but not before shooting Levi a dirty look.

“I wouldn’t do anything with her if my life depended on it, she’s too damn bitchy.” He finally said in a serious, though agitated tone.

“More like she wouldn’t do anything with you.” Wyatt added with a laugh. Wyatt looked to the young girls who seemed scared “Why don’t I take her off your hands, I wouldn’t mind showing her around.” The nicer twin looked to Desmond, before glancing to the young girl offering his hand to Violet.

Wesley scoffed crossing his arms in a pouty like manor “Yeah whatever see you guys at the party.” He frowned as he took off in the direction of him and his brother’s trailer.

Marshall had spent the last few minutes before the show mentally preparing himself. He used live a train ride away from Madrid, and he was scared to death his friend would come once again. A memory had struck him this morning, one of a year young version of himself with a girl and a big group of friends. It was the semi-annual anniversary of Marsh's visit to the carnival. He remembered seeing Alaska and Sophia, but he hadn't been much interested with that girl around his hip. If he could only remember her name. 

Once he joined the other dancers, he knew all eyes were on him and Sophia. If they screwed, a life in the back would be their future. He watched the first group perform, and the audience was already out of their seats. Mocha would perform in the third group, being one of the few male dancers. As the second group came back in, he walked out with the three other girls performing with him, Alexis and Mallory. It's show time. 

They started out strong and sexy, getting the crowd as riled up as possible. Marsh pulled a fankick and roars of approval reverberated around the audience. They were nothing to the first group with Alaska, but most likely the closest. Once they finished, another group came out so Alaska, Sophia, and Marshall could make any final arrangements. 

"Any final regrets?" He asked Alaska, watching the group out of the corner of his eye. He looked at Sophia, who looked a like nervous. His eyes started to glow pink as he tried to make emotions change from nervousness to confidence. It really tired him, and made him stumble back. Alex caught him, asking if he was okay, and Marshall did a handspring to readjust. He looked to Alaska once more, and prepared to perform. 

Victor had seen many kids come and go, and victor decided to give the new girl a test, and if she failed well, it wasn’t his decision but she wouldn’t make it very long if she couldn’t even take a small scare. If those freaks arachnid-girl and the splitting Siamese twins tried to stop him they could go hell, the problem would be the boss’s brother, the brothers were the only ones who actually scared him, and he would kill anyone at a moment’s notice, well maybe not the younger one. Lord Alexander would laugh at any stories of scared newbies. It’s not like they could just get rid of him, who fixed all rides, who was the one who took care of any trouble makers, that’s why most here were around a hundred and he was in his five hundred’s, Victor only cared about you if Lord Alexander cared about you, or you were older than two hundred, otherwise you need to have business for old Victor to do.

Victor chose his most innocent looking puppet Lucy to carry “her” doll to the new girl. As he reached her he got in to character and said “hi here’s a gift, welcome to the carnival please take good care of my dolly, he will help get used to here”.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to some of the nicer people around here." Desmond pulled her towards a group of performers. "Violet, this is Levi, Wyatt, and Wes. They are part of the and I hate using this word, Freak Show. To be honest, all people are freaks. Levi, as you can tell is Half Spider, Wyatt and Wes, are immortal... Which we all gain immortality when we joined this place. They also have the power to combine into one person. Levi, Wyatt, and Wes, this is Violet the new girl." Violet was still more focused on what he'd told her in the trailer than the freaks in front of her, but with a sigh she lifted up her head and looked at the people in front of her. She recognized the girl from before and was a bit shocked to see her legs. It wasn't something you would see every day, but she tried her best not to stare. "I.. sorry about before," she mumbled when she noticed how Alevina was looking at her.
One of the twins, he had to be Wyatt, smiled at her and nodded slightly. “Pleasure, to meet you Miss Hayes.” Violet smiled vaguely back, at least this guy seemed ok.
“Found a new girlfriend already, hey doc, I don’t think Ally will be to happy about that.” The other twin interrupted and the smile disappeared from Violet's face. Of course, the good and the bad twin. “You Bringing her to Ally’s party, that’s wouldn’t be a smart move on your part.” The guy smirked and flashed a pair of fangs. Violet tightened her grip once again, but then blushed when realizing she was almost crushing Desmond's hand. The other ones had also noticed how she was clinging to Desmond, but she still didn't want to let go. The whole situation was still too much for her. Maybe it would be better tomorrow, but she doubted it.

“Why don’t I take her off your hands, I wouldn’t mind showing her around.”The nicer twin looked to Desmond, before glancing to Violet offering his hand to her. "I..." Violet tried to figure out what to say, when a girl suddenly walked up to them and handed Violet a baby doll. “Hi here’s a gift, welcome to the carnival please take good care of my dolly, he will help get used to here”. Violet reluctantly took the dool with her free hand.

Desmond shot Wesley a very dirty look. He wanted to punch Wes in the face. He had no right to bring up Alaska and him. Much less bring it up in front of the new girl. That's when Levi brought up the rumor he had heard so many times before. Wes going into Alaska's dressing room. While he didn't exactly trust Levi, but she was a reliable source. He was going to have to talk with Alaska later, in private. He was going to get to the bottom of this. When he heard Wes bad mouth Alaska, now he wanted to kill him. He was trying to keep his anger in check. He had too, he couldn't rip Wes a new one, while the new girl was standing right next to him. When he trying to get his anger under control, he felt his hand get squeezed. Wyatt was trying to be a nice guy and take her off his hands.

"Wyatt, I just told her about her situation. I think that she needs some time alone, to think. You know how hard it is for people to get over the fact that they are... Stuck here forever. It's nothing against you, I think your one of the better guys here, but she needs some time. Everyone does when they first get here," Desmond started, "and get that damn brother of yours in line." He needed to smoke. He didn't smoke in front of anybody. It would ruin his image. Of course he didn't smoke cigarettes, he smoked a pipe. He was off musing about how the apple smoke would taste, a doll walked up, and offered herself to Violet, "and that's our resident mechanic. He can control puppets. He's been here a while. Don't be fooled. It's not actually him, he's somewhere around. In a coffin." He leaned into Violet's ear and whispered, "That doll. Don't trust it. I don't trust Victor as far as I can throw him."