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[LUCAS ALEXANDER FREEMAN.]

if there was one thing that someone needed to know about lucas alexander freeman, it was that he probably wanted nothing to do with you. that is, except if you were a human, and he could feed off you, or if you were the vampire mafia, and an ally. but nobody was his friend. he didn't trust anyone, and he never had. not since the mafia was formed had he trusted anyone that wasn't part of them. after all, he had more power than almost all the other vampires, minus the council members that were above him. but even then, he knew that they stood for the same thing. it was all about defeating everyone else, and leaving the mafia in power. at this point, after the whole revealing themselves to the government thing, there was no way that they could regain what they once had. but for now, lucas had his playthings, and he had killed several thousand people since he had been turned. then again, he was two hundred and six, and had witnessed more than his fair share of violence in the past. he wasn't scared of anything at this point. he couldn't really die, and there were plenty of vulnerable humans around to feed off of.

for now, lucas decided to spend a relaxing evening in the mafia apartment, where nothing could disturb him from his plans for the night. oh, the poor little innocent vampire girl. well, she wasn't so innocent, and honestly kidnapping might not have been the best idea. after all, he wished he had some sort of gag to stop her from screaming, or maybe something to tie her up with. kendall may have been hot, but really, did she have to be so fucking annoying? not to mention, she wasn't mafia. what was the point in sleeping with someone if he couldn't eventually benefit from it. well, he got the sex, and hatred just made it that much better. none of that stupid emotional bullshit that went on with relationships or anything like that. he almost felt bad about taking her against her will, but seriously, what would be the fun if he hadn't. besides it wasn't as if lucas and kendall hadn't slept together before, she knew what she was getting into. or at least lucas hoped that was the case. he didn't care how she felt, and it really seemed that the feeling was mutual. they both got what they wanted out of it, and everybody left feeling happy.

well, that is, except for the part where other than sex, lucas hated kendall with a passion. she was pretty much everything he despised in someone, but she gave him what she wanted, most of the time. it wasn't like there was anything to their relationship other than hatred and sex, and when it came to the mafia, that was all that mattered. "so, are we doing this or what? i didn't drag you down here for nothing,"

[/color] he glared at her. why couldn't he have picked somebody to fuck who wasn't such an annoying whiny bitch. taking out a pair of handcuffs, he slowly walked toward her. grabbing her wrist and cuffing her, he stood above her and shoved her on to the ground. oh how enjoyed torturing just about anything that moved. especially when she was this gorgeous, and a vampire. about a hundred years ago, he might have gone for this, but now, he just wanted everything to go his way, and if he didn't get what he wanted, well, that just wouldn't be good.[/justify]

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[KENDALL MARION JOHNSHON]

Do you, do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful?
Cause there's a hole where your soul should be

It was ten thirty pm and Kendall was bored. She had been sitting on the same bench in Hyde part for an hour now. Nothing had happened and no one had passed through. It was fairly maddening. Kendall was the type who needed constant action and activity. Here, tonight, she got nothing. It didn't help that she was kinda thirsty. "Damn, damn, triple damn." She thought as she caught the sent of a human and then another vampire. There went that idea for dinner. Shame. because the human smelled faintly like toffee and fresh bread. Keni sighed and let her head fall into her hands.

She was going to have to feed soon or something bad could happen. She most certainly did not want that. Not again. Never again. Her head snapped up when she caught the scent of someone she had fed on before. A nice girl, and not prejudice against vampires. Willing to be bitten. Keni smiled slightly and started in the direction of the girl. Keni was about twenty feet away and lifted her arm to wave, when there were arms around her. What the hell? She squirmed and twisted to see who it was. Hard to do considering he was now carrying her away, but she managed it. Lucas. Keni exhaled sharply through her nose, glared and growled. She did not want to see him again. Even if he did looks so damn good in his boxers.

Fuck him. Oh wait, she already did that. He was mafia for crying out loud. He embodied pretty much everything she loathed in a person. But god the sex was good. No! She was not going to think like that. Not now. Especially considering he had already managed to carry her three blocks. Keni screamed, bit, kicked, and flailed. All these actions had no effect on the bigger, older vampire. He was clearly intent on having her and having her now. Her opinions on the matter didn't matter to him. Though really her opinions were that she wanted him too. But she was trying her best to ignore those opinions. "Let me go right now, jackass!" she shouted. It was lucky for him no one was around to hear her.

They were in the mafia building now ad curiosity got the better of her. She had always wondered about the place. Not that Lucas gave her much of a change to look around. Though her belief that she would find skeletons lying around was proven wrong. Out of the lobby and into the lift they went. Keni was back to her kicking and screaming. She managed to bite his arm pretty hard. Even left a bit of a mark. That wasn't going to make him happy. She kept kicking at him and flailing all the way down the hall to his apartment. Screaming swears and insults too.

What the? Handcuffs? He was kidding, right? Oh apparently not, as he was cuffing her now. Bastard probably killed a cop to get them. Lovely, just lovely. Her lips curled into a slight sneer as he tossed her onto his floor. "Scared of girls, Lucas?" she asked, her voice dangerously neutral. She was beyond pissed right now. And yet still attracted to the idiot standing over her. Still sneering she managed to sit up. "Why the kidnapping? Can't get a girl otherwise?"

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[LUCAS ALEXANDER FREEMAN.]

lucas seemed to be in a bit of a weird mood lately. not that he ever wasn't though, his life just seemed to attract weirdness, which was probably why he tended to act so rude and judgmental towards everybody else. that and the fact that he had killed the love of his life. marie cartwright, he could never forget her. they were in a forbidden affair in the years leading up to lucas being turned into a vampire. he couldn't believe what he had done at the time. he had no idea that he was even a vampire until after he had killed her. and just like that, she had vanished. after that, lucas didn't know what to do with himself. before then, he could never imagine being violent to anyone, he was actually a fairly nice person. nobody would have ever expected this to come of him. but after he became a vampire and killed marie, she left, probably because she couldn't handle what both of them had become. there was no goodbye, no nothing. just a letter, that he still kept after all this time. the ink was so smudged he could barely read it. i'm sorry i had to leave, you know i will always love you, but i couldn't handle what we had become, love, m. it read. he still kept it in his bottom drawer. while he never read it very often, he still had it to remind himself of what he had before everything happened. he never went a day without thinking about her, and she was the main reason he hated to talk to people or open up about just about anything.

at this point, lucas had kendall nicely handcuffed to a stripper pole in his living room, which to him was a nice visual, since she was gorgeous, and certainly easy to look at. but for now he decided to entertain himself and use his ability of telekinesis. and especially since she was such an obnoxious bitch most of the time, and usually he couldn't stand even to hear her speak. she tended to kick and squeal quite a bit, and to him she seemed like the perfect little plaything. she was young for a vampire, and obviously fun to have as an object. nothing more though, because he'd probably get sick of her after she opened her mouth. rather than tell kendall about his ability, lucas decided to surprise her, and probably make her freak the fuck out. and while he knew this would most likely result in even more obnoxious screaming on her part, lucas would be extremely entertained by it. the fact that he could move her with his mind would make everything just a little more interesting for both of them, more for him than her, obviously, but seeing as he liked to manipulate people, this seemed to be the perfect way to do it.

staring at her, his eyes began to move across the room, as he concentrated on the handcuffs, causing them to unlock from keni's wrist, and move into his hands. following that he threw her onto the couch in the corner of the room,and waited for her reaction. this seemed to be the perfect way to distract her from the fact that he really was an arrogant jackass and also quite aware of it. "i don't have to kidnap someone to get them in my pants, this seems to work pretty well too,"

[/color] he replied, smirking at her, and summoning a bottle of vodka and two shot glasses. taking a shot, and staring at her, lucas decided to play the douchebag card, and keep the vodka just out of arms reach from kendall, levitating it above her head. after taking a few shots, he realized this was rude, but honestly, he was the last person on earth to care. "now, where were we?"[/color] he pondered as he moved himself on top of her. he wasn't about to let her get away after moving her around. after all, if he had wanted her to stay in the same place, lucas probably would have kept her handcuffed.[/justify]

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[KENDALL MARION JOHNSHON]

Do you, do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful?
Cause there's a hole where your soul should be

Of course, he had a stripper pole. Keni was not surprised, at all. Not even a tiny bit. Lucas was just the kind of asshole to have one. She had to wonder how many girls had actually used it. How many girls he'd had there before her. How many of them had been human. How many of those were no longer alive. Ick, that was not a good thought at all. Especially not well handcuffed to a pole. Certainly a more morbid thought than the ones Lucas had to be having. Not with the way he was looking at her. A look that clear how much he wanted her. Well not this time. He was not going to distract her from her common sense, not again.

She might not mind, random, emotionless hookups. In fact that was generally all she could handle. Ever since Ben, she wasn't willing to risk it again. His death had broken her heart enough that she just didn't think she would get over him, ever. Then being turned. No way, Kendall Marion Johnson clearly was not meant for a real, stable relationship. So one night stands, sometimes a couple nights. Those were fine. Lucas, though, Lucas was supposed to be a one time deal. Instead he had to try to ruin everything by being a creeper. Well, not if Keni had anything to say about it.

The staring was starting to maker her feel uncomfortable. Embarrassed even. If she was still human, she was sure she would be blushing. She could've kicked herself. She was acting like a vapid school girl. Maybe kick him, instead. Except that she was still cuffed. No wait the cuffs were coming off. How was he doing that? "What the? How? Stop it." Keni tried to get up and then found herself in the air. In the air and moving, floating even. She flailed the whole way over the couch, trying to get down. "Lucas! Stop that! Whatever you're doing! Stop!" Of course her yelling at no effect until he dropped her on the couch.

"Ooft." Her head hit the arm of the couch and then snapped up so she could glare at him. "How the fuck did you do that?" When she didn't get answer right away she moved to get up, and stopped when she saw the vodka. Her eyes followed the booze as it floated over to his hands. Okay, so a pretty useful talent. She had to admit that much. And quite frankly this was a situation that would be made a lot better with some booze. Really, any situation was better with some booze. Jackass had to keep it right above her head. Oh he was definitely not getting any tonight.

Once again she tried to get up, but he was on top of her. "Now, where were we?" That was it, the last straw. She was getting out of here now. Right now. Keni's hand came up and slapped Lucas right across the face. "I believe I was insulting you," she drawled, her Virginian accent coming out, like it always did when her emotions were high. She squirmed and kicked again, trying to get out from under him. She managed to move herself up onto the arm of his couch. Almost. Her hips and legs were still stuck under his chest. Her legs squirmed, her feet, with her shoes still on, were probably kicking him.

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