Rank among Vampires:
1. Noble Blood vampire
2. Noble-hybrid vampire
3. Hybrid vampire
4. Human Hybrid vampires
Noble Vampires are naturally born with Noble parents while others are made. Those turned by Noble becomes Noble-hybrid. Likewise, those turned by Noble-hybrid becomes hybrid and go on. The stronger they are, the easier it becomes to control the weaker one and even hypnotize/compell.
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The hall echoed, "His pu, pupil turned red" the tattoo guy became pale with his eyes squeezed shut in front of his 'Master'. He was ordered to have a meeting after getting call from Lil. Hunter.
The place covered huge area, with single couch and a glass table at the center. The shiny black cigarette tray and newspapers of the day could be seen under the transparent thick glass with it's golden design around the edges. The room had to be entered through almost abandoned rough street with twist and turn around the long tunnel. It was a secret metting place that would be full once in a while.
The black walls were filled with mugshots of criminals, sketches, maps, photos of cops and secret ways to different hideouts. The huge painting of skull was hung at the center making it totally of an odd taste. The lights around the walls made it darker than normal rooms. There was a long stairs far behind the couch that led to totally different way upwards only master was allowed to walk.
[silent]
He stood for almost fifteen minutes only to say a sentence. It wasn't like what he heard from Lil. Hunter, the master wasn't a friendly person at all. All that master, he got chance to meet for the first time did was stare from the dark with such a strong pressure he couldn't see back at.
His throat was dry almost like he spent a whole day in desert without having a chance to drink a single drop of water. He, once in a while talked to the master over the phone or the master would directly contact Gunner for any mission.
Gunner was the one who let him join that group of gangsters. He remembered Gunner once said, the master was an American citizen from Boston who escaped and was running secretly from the US government.
"Water"
[silence]
"WATER" he asked glaring at three scary looking mens standing behind him doing nothing. They just stood giving smirk at each other crossing their arms together and moving themselves.
"Give him" the sharp voice came from end of the wide hall and they put bottle in front of him after. He shoved the bottle in his mouth and dranked until he was full shooting with look at them.
Finally, when he heard head approaching, the bottle was placed beside his foot and his gaze turned to blood-red carpet.
~step-step~
The tattoo guy again immediately squeezed his eyes shut. "Look at me" same sharp voice became clear and nearer.
[silent]
He slowly opeaned them with his chin held close to his neck, the head sat opposite to him adjusting on couch, both of them seperated by glass tea table where the gun and sharp wooden crafted stake was placed just a moment ago. The tea was served by one of the guy.
Then he saw a curvy body in full black thin visible attire with legs and thighs close to each other slightly titled. In the right arm and shoulder was the tatoo of black dragon which stretched towards back of the body added by gold human skull. All that could be seen through thin black blouse.
"UP, LOOK UP" the voice hissed.
"I am sorry moll I am sorry, i messed up. I shouldn't have picked the fight" his eyes moved frequently hesitating to look up.
The hall went silent then he finally looked up and saw beautiful pair of red eyes with long black lashes. She had a short black hair perfectly suited with her long neck and visible beauty bone. She had thin bangs falling on her small baby face. Her skin as smooth as porcelain and red lipstick gave her look of a fully grown women. She stretched her thin fingers to grab the cup from the table and moved it to her red lips sipping it then placing right back at the cup holder.
He almost dreamed of bedding her with his horny self. Snapping back to reality he had forgotten himself tracing her appearance and drawn to her beauty. Before anything, he backed down before looking up again she threatened,
"Should I shoot your head with this gun ?" in her slow angelic voice.
"NO...please...please, Helen. I am sorry I didn't mean to" his body moved griping both hands near his bulked up chest. He wasn't that sorry but he had heard tales of moll killing anyone who didn't pleased her. He meet her face to face for the first time and he wanted something more.
Helen smirked taking another sip from the cup, "Where's gunner? you dumb mug."
"IN HOSPITAL, IN HOSPITAL".
"can you recognize that person you met ?"
"Yes, Moll. He was with another guy, they both were young"
"Hmmm" she lifted her black thin fabric from her right thigh revealing her pale skin, placing back the gun in the holster with sharp wooden stake beside it. Helen stood and walked round the couch humming,
"Find him and bring him" she turned adding "ANY WAY POSSIBLE"
"Both of them"
He nodded with his unstable eyes. After couple of seconds, tightening his grip "You said, you would turn me like your kind" said directly looking at Helen.
She stopped by the stairs releasing loud laugh at him and exchanging serious face right after, "WORK FIRST, BIG".
She left followed by same three men, one taking out his gun from his belt showing off at Big's face walking passed by him.
"Tony, Brat, Gren" he shouted after moll left waiting for it. They turned towards him from an exit with one almost flying back at him blocked by others two. They left and Big took a deep breath walking out, "Fuc***g d**ks".
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It was an evening, the sun was almost down. The gaming cafe was same as always, seats filled with gamers and noises everywhere with faint rap songs played in background.
Big entered the place glaring at everybody inside when they all went quite all of a sudden. The regulars would recognize as soon as they saw him and new once were well informed.
"Motherf****s , I saw the video, you think I won't find you...YOU SON OF BIT***S . I will make sure who ever shared that video from here, I will make your life a living hell" he yelled at everyone slaming his big arm at the counter.
The counter girl was already pale and gazing downwards. He always tried to get her attention but guess he wasn't her type.
"You Bit*h!!! You wanted to fu*k that man didn't you? you aren't as innocent as you look huh. LOOK AT MY FACE, SLUT" he barked, veins popping on his forehead and slamming his arm harder than before moving his angry red face as near as possible to her.
The atmosphere became heavy. They didn't think of going against Big. His friend Gunner was worse than that, who was admitted in hospital and it was great news for others.
She didn't move but listened which she was used to it. He once raped her drunk but she didn't run. After getting secretly assault warning from police to Golden Skull gang, they were asked to stop and they didn't cross the line since. Any man she dated or slept would get beaten by Gunner and Big. They were almost like brothers for crimes, pair of pycopaths.
"BRING ME THE FOTTAGE!!!"
"Big....., just stop with this. I will get you the fottage, okey ?" she tried to calm the angry bull looking around scared faces of everyone then went inside the room behind the counter.
After getting the account and passcode he went slamming everything on his way out. He contracted member of the gang, Lil. Hunter. After he picked up the call,
"START THE INVESTIGATION!!!"