Victoria King's Story

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Victoria King The searing pain in Victoria's neck was making her eyes water, well, bleed, and she growled under her breath as the silver burned through her skin, and a bit of blood began to soak down to her dress from her neck. Her glowing eyes widened just a little bit, as she realized it was her Faerie blood that was out in the open now.

The Fae watched the exchange between the two, and her eyes narrowed. Damn it... she thought, and tried to think of any way she could to get Darius out of this. For now, though, she stayed still, trying not to move too much against the silver chains, and see through the smoke that was wafting slowly from her neck.

Victoria King Victoria's eyes flashed, and she mumbled something in a strange language as she felt the silver being dropped off of her. She collapsed back onto the ground and snarled at the man who spoke to her. Her features were clearly that of Fae at this point, and although she wasn't ugly, she looked mighty frightening.

When the door closed behind the man, she struggled to her feet, felt her neck healing slowly, and looked out the window, watching as the van drove away. Desperately, she made her way out the front door and stood on the steps, watching. Her eyebrows narrowed and, after stepping down the steps, she began in a steady pursuit of the car, being sure to keep out of sight of the people in the car by hiding in the trees and such on the side of the roads.

[color=black]Victoria King Victoria cursed herself quietly for no intercepting the car on the way to their destination, and decided that she needed to clear her head and stop panicking. She closed her eyes, and stood there for a few minutes, before sighing. It became clear to her that she had absolutely no idea how to solve this problem. Victoria leaned forward and ran her hands back through her hair. She looked down at her hands. She had never been much good at channeling the light, or using any of the powers she had received from Faerie when she was born, and she didn't know if they would work now.

But there was no alternative to helping Darius. There was no way she could passively stand there and let what was going to happen actually happen to him, even if it meant risking her life and losing it, too. With a deep breath, she crept out from the trees, and approached the monastery from one side, moving with inhuman stealth and speed. She approached the door, and peeked in, pulling her hair back so it did not fall to the side as she looked. After peeking in, she slipped in, quickly, and hid behind the first thing she could find.

She knew one thing for a fact, bursting in like a vigilante was probably going to get either of them anywhere. But if she could just distract them perhaps... With a nod of resolve, she stepped out from behind what it was she was hiding behind (upon looking she noted it was a statue) and stepped forward, putting on the most casual face she could.

"I would suggest you let him go now," Victoria said, flitting forward to stand in front of them. "I would have thought y'all were smarter than this, arresting the wrong man and all of that." she lifted one of her eyebrows at the men, but was prepared to, at any moment, dodge out of the way of an attack, or attack itself, if needed.

"I'm also going to add that you should listen to me," she added, "I have powers you would not imagine." Lie. They could probably imagine quite easily her li

Victoria King When she saw Darius, her eyebrows contracted, and a little groan escaped her lips. She took a deep breath and pulled herself together though. She rested one hand on her hip, and raised her eyebrows at the men, eyes flashing. She looked over at the man closest to her, and, for the first time in a long time, sucked the happy memories, feelings, and thoughts right out of his head and into hers. She shuddered with the new energy, and the man would collapse onto the ground, sobbing his heart out.

"That man just had every happy memory, thought, notion, everything in his pathetic little existence sucked out of his brain." she warned in a loud voice. Her eyes looked like they were on fire and her fangs were down. "So I suggest you all shut up and listen to me."

There was a pause before she continued, "As I was saying," she cocked her head to the side, "The person you should have chained to that table is me." She let it sink in. "See, I don't like my employees taking the blame for me. Especially not a handsome one like this." she took a few steps closer, wedge shoes tapping on the ground. "I have been having Darius here take care of selling my stock of V," she lied smoothly, "And he's been doing it, too. At first it was against his will, I'll admit, but what vampire wouldn't do anything for some of this?" she asked and slit across her wrist slowly with one of her fangs, letting her Fae blood run down her arm slowly. "Of course, I suppose the tables of authority seem to have turned a little bit since he saved my life. But employee is employee. And he still gets his blood when he does what I tell him."

"So how about I make you a deal?" she smirked, "You let him and I go," Victoria inclined her head toward Darius, "And the sellin' V will stop. Immediately," she said sternly, glancing at Darius, "And we can all just move on, happily," she gestured with her arm toward the sobbing man on the floor. "with our lives?"

Victoria King Victoria looked over at Darius, forcing herself not to soften at his face. She scowled. "What are you laughing at?" she snapped, "You're the one who got us caught. You ain't getting my blood for a long time."

Victoria answered the man's laughter with her own. "Honey, Vampires are the reason I'm stuck here on this damn plane," she snarled, "Vampires are the reason I can't go home. The reason my kind were driven out of here, and had to close the damn portals. You think I wouldn't do somethin' like this?" she laughed, again, coldly. The blood on her wrist shimmered in the light, like glitter in a glass of red wine. The air around her was vibrating with her anger and anxiety.

"But, of course, why would you believe me, right?" she asked sarcastically, and glanced at one of the other men. His eyes widened and he mumbled out a "no" before he, too, leaned back against the nearest thing to him, looking completely shocked and stoned faced. Tears filled his eyes, and Victoria moved her eyes from the shock still man, to the leader, one eyebrow raised.

"So have we got a deal, or not?" she asked. "Because I'd really like for me not to have to ruin all your lives."

Gabriel Ereb, aboard a private jet, skimmed through several files on his tablet. There were numerous schematics depicting everything from weapons to spaceship parts.

Meteor zoomed high in the atmosphere above

Linus Trucidabunt hopped casually off of the train when it pulled into the far busier station just outside of Wing City' Eastern Gates.

He signalled for Carmen to stay close, ignoring the sound of the city beyond the great gate as he prepared the ultimate beeline escape.

Carmen Dellevon followed Linus, reaching for his hand when an especially large ship took to the atmosphere above from within the city. That must be the spaceport.

Linus Trucidabunt surprised himself when he grabbed Carmen's hand back.