Death Row

Mikka did her best not to growl. This one would definatly be a handful. "I hope you have a very good reason for this." Mikka hissed, quietly so that only Demitri would hear her. She put a hand on Riot's shoulder, pushing her back in the seat. "Listen child, and listen well. You owe Demitri a debt, and now you must repay that. He gave me permission to render you unconscious. I won't hesitate next time." Her voice was queit for all that it was serious and her grip on Riots shoulder hardly faltered. Once Riot was warned, Mikka released her shoulder and sat back.

Sandra tried to keep quiet. She wondered how this chick knew that Demitri and Mikka we vampires. Sandra clenched her hands into a fist at the mention of the car. "This car belongs to me." Sandra hissed, rolling her eyes gently. Either her and Riot were going to be enemies, or friends with a common goal. She flexed her fingers gently, turning to look back out the window.

"Set you free yes, where you went after that was entirely your choice. And now, well, you're going to a new hell hole" He laughed, rolling his eyes lightly at Mikka.
"Honestly, do you think I'd drive this hunk of junk if I had the choice. The other girl is right, it's her car, I didn't want human stentch in any of mine" He said, smiling fondly at the thought of his three lovely vehicles sitting in the garage at home. After this, maybe tomorrow night, he was going for a drive. He glanced up as he saw the road that lead to the mansion. Pulling up to the wrought iron gate, he glanced at the guard, who frantically punched in buttons, opening the fence. Around the property a huge iron fence stood, barb wire at the top, not enough to deter a vampire, but humans avoided the place like it was the plauge. He drove steadily up the drive way, parking the car on the side of the garage.
"See human, I own nice cars' He opened the garage with a press of a button on his iPhone, the cars were also guarded by vampires, two this time.

"So children, welcome to my home. I suppose now it is yours, because you won't be leaving for a long time" He laughed somewhat psychotically, and slipped out of the car. He gestured impatiently and three vampires appeared out of the shadows. One for each human.
"I trust the rooms have been prepared?" He snapped, one of the vampires nodded, "Good, escort these to my quarters, watch them, if they so much as look at the door, well, you know what to do. Mikka and I will meet them there, go" The vampires each took a human, hustling them towards the house, giving them no options of escape in the process.

Demitri looked at Mikka, walking into the garage, he needed to speak with her before they went and delt with the humans.
"Well?" He asked, perched on the hood of the mustang, looking at her curiously. He wanted her opinion on, well, everything that had happened tonight.

"My name isn't human, vampire." Riot snapped as a vampire grabbed her quickly. She growled and tried to pull away, but the vampire held tight. His hand squeezed her arm. "Hey! Woah, woah, woah. I would be of no use to your if your minions broke my arms." She tried yanking her arm away again. "I can walk by myself." She shot at the vampire. She tugged her arm again and the vampire let her go. She almost fell over. "Not very graceful, are you human?" The vampire snickered.

Riot was ready to lunge at the vampire, but she resisted since she would have no chance at all. She straightened her back, lifted her head, and then walked where the vampire told her to walk, even though she hated following orders. It wasn't her style. "I need a hair cut," Riot informed the now silent vampire as they walked toward someone's quarters. She wans't sure if it was the vampire's or her's, she hadn't been listening to the vampire.

The vampire led her slowly down a hallway. "This is dreadfully boring." Riot complained. The vampire behind her poked her in the back with something. Had he had a gun earlier? Oh holy crap. She couldn't remember, so she shut her mouth with a click of her teeth hitting. The vampire behind her chuckled.

Sandra was done being afraid. Now she was angry more then anything. Why were they keeping her like this? Getting yanked from the car wasn't pleasent and Sandra shot a glare at the vampire that held her.
"Get your hands off me." She said through her teeth, clenching her jaw. She glared at Mikka and Demitri as well, dark green eyes sharp as she did so.
She glanced at Riot and rolled her eyes. This girl just might get herself killed before Sandra was given a chance to talk to her.
"Keep walking." The vampire told her, giving her another shove. Sandra clenched her hands into fists and shoved her hands into her pocket. Her heart jumped. She still had her cell phone. Sandra passed her tongue over his lips, holding her phone tightly as the vampire pushed open the doors to a room that probably hadn't seen the light of day in a hundred years. The vampires weren't leaving though...Sandra bit her lip against her racing heart. There had to be a way out.

Mikka's eyes flashed at Demitri for a moment. She quickly regained her composure and took a breath for good measures. "I hope you have a good reason for all of this." Was all she said. She crossed her arms over her chest, holding her black wool-woven shawl tight over her shoulders. The breeze teased a few strands of her hair from her bun, and made her skirt bellow out towards him. Mikka leaned back gracefully to balance herself against the wind. She looked at Demitri for a moment before shaking her head and walking towards the door.

Demitri's eyes darkened at her comment.
"I have a good reason for everything I do" He spat, stalking inside, brushing past her. He really had no desire to be lectured by her, not now. He turned as he walked, "I will require you upstairs, if you have time" He said, making sure she knew that he wasn't in the mood. He walked up the stairs, into the room that held the humans.
"So we meet again" His voice was now cold, dangerous. He wasn't in the mood to be trifiled with. His eyes went to Sandra, she was scared, as was Nate. Riot, she looked pissed off.
"You're all here because you owe me a favor, a big one. If you don't help me, then I send you back where you came from. Not home, but prison, death row, and I can personally make sure you will never, ever see the light of day, again" He snarled, eyes narrowed.

He stalked around the room, his office, ruffling papers up.
"Have you all agreed on the fact that we're vampires. I can prove it if you don't, but it'll go a lot better for you if you just accept that there are things about this world you can't understand. Firstly, there are six vampire clans, we control the vampire, and mythical world. Six clans are usually united, but now we are divided, four against two. Myself, and a friend, whom you may meet later, are defending human kind, so, in essence, I am the good guy" He made a face. "The other four clans are fed up with humans running the earth, which you do. They desire to take over this place, man kind, you would be food, nothing more. No lives, children, everyone, would die" He said, he wasn't sugarcoating.
"I need you to help me prevent this from happening. We, the clans, have been fighting for twenty years, but two clans against four, the odds are against us. The other clans are threatening exposure, which could destroy us, and destroy your world to"

Riot watched the vampire silently and decided, at that moment, that he infuriated her. Her eyes were slightly narrowed as she watched him stalk around the room. She rolled her eyes as he mentioned sending her back to death row. Personally, she didn't really care where she went, just not back home.

The vampire behind her shifted, almost as if to make himself smaller. The leader vampire scared him. Well, that's just awesome, she mentally seethed. She opened her mouth and said, "How wo..." Then she jabbed roughly in the back by the vampire behind her. She shook her shoulders to get the vampire to leave her alone and he backed away a step, never letting the jabbing thing leave her back.

So she watched the vampire again with slitted eyes and then had to try her hardest not to laugh, so she just kept her voice calm. "Can you go ahead and add kidnapping to your list of good deeds?" she asked, blinking at him. Her face showed no betrayl to her mental laughing. The good guy! Please

Demitri's dark eyes snapped up to Riot. He looked at the vampire behind her, hissing something under his breath that the humans wouldn't hear. He laughed, as the vampier jabbed Riot again.
"One thing human, as far as I see it, this isn't kidnapping. You owe me, and human, if you inturrupt me or question me one more time, I'll find someone to replace you in this little venture, and instead of going home, or back to death row, I'll just feed you to them" He gestured at the vampires standing around her. All of them seemed to perk up at the mention of food, and all began watching Riot intently.

"I don't particularly like the idea of fighting against my family in order to save your kind human, but as far as I see it, a world ruled b vampires would be disasterous. As long as we stay on the fringes of your society, we always have food, but if we take over, man kind would be gone in months, and then we'd die ourselves" He glanced at Mikka, she was shuffling through papers on his desk.
"We, as in myself and my clan, and the other clan, need your help. As much as it pains me to admit, we really know nothing about humans, besides the fact that you taste incrediblely good" He smirked, eyeing Riot again, maybe he'd save her for himself. If she didn't drive him insane, she would intrigue him. Her ferocity, her intensity, he was extremely curious about her.

Riot rolled her eyes as he spoke. She watched him and then her eyes flickered to Mikka, then back to Demitri. She listened to him and then felt a shapr jab in her back. She fliched, winced, but stood her ground. After that, she watched him stalk some more.

He was explaining something about how he would feed her to the vampires. One was looking at her and smiling, she almost shook with anger. However, all she did was snarl as small and quietly as she could. She felt the jab in the middle of her back. It hit a point on her spine and her feet wanted to go out from under her. I wouldn't be any good to him, if I couldn't walk. Riot thought fiercly. But she wouldn't go down, she wouldn't make them think she was weak.

Now Demitri was explaining to them why they were here. "Obviously," she growled lowly as he spoke of not knowing anything about humans. Demitri was eyeing her. She felt the jab and she stumbled, her knees really shaking now. She flipped around.

"Poke me again," she growled, "And I won't be any use to you." She spat, her eyes hard and un forgiving. The vampire looked momentarily surprised that she had flipped around, but now he was smirking, looking at Demitri like he was recieving permission. His eyes read hunger.

Demitri paused, watching Riot with a semi-amused expression.
"Really human? I don't need you to be mobile, in fact, it would probably be easier for me if you weren't. I don't need you to fight, just talk, which you seem to have no trouble doing" He said, shaking his head and laughing lightly.
"But, since you haven't pissed me off to badly, I suppose I'll allow you to retain that ability, for now" He looked at the vampire behind Riot, who looked disappointed, but nodded.
"I suppose we're done here, we shall speak more during the day, as there are less chances of attack then" He said, it was true. Cole and his companions had stuck to night attacks for now.
"Pray that he does not get ahold of you humans, that will be his goal" Cole would want the humans, would want to kill them, torture them for information. If they thought Demitri was screwed up, Cole made him look like a freaking saint.

"Come, I suppose I will show you to your rooms. Mikka, wait for me here" He growled at the female. He gestured and the vampires hustled the humans after him. He slowed, nodding at the first room on the right, once they were down the hall.
"Sandra, in here" The vampire took her inside, he'd be responsible for her.
"Once you're settled, feel free to wander the house, just, stay inside. The kitchen is stocked with food, and the water works. If interested, we have two pools, one outside one in. So I'd prefer you used the indoor one" He told them, before Sandra left.
"Nate" Nodded at the room next door to Sandra's. He paused, walking a little further. "And Riot" He sighed, looking a bit more normal, not so imperious.
"Call him if you need anything" He nodded at the vampires standing outside the doors.

Each room was identical, no windows, which meant no means of escape. Cell phone signals didn't work in certain parts of the mansion, and this was one of them. Not that he cared, he owned the cops in this town. They would come out here, take one look at him, apologize profusely and leave. He turned, nodding at Riot, "I am sorry about your legs" He said, he didn't know much about humans, and he didn't understand why jabbing her in the back was bad.
"Good night, I shall speak to you more in the morning. If you are asked to remain in your rooms by any of the guards, please do so. It generally means attack, and one hit by a vampire will kill you" It was true, he could kill them effortlessly. Not that he wanted to, but Cole and the others would.

OOC: Let's wait until the others post.
I'm gonna message movie =]

{{Should I post? Or are we waiting for movie still....}}

OOC: You can go ahead and post Mystik, I messaged movie, so we can go on a bit, not to far though.

Mikka sighed quietly, following Demitri up to his office. She stepped in after him, her arms still crossed over her chest. She looked at each of the humans they had brought in tonight and frowned to herself. She still had no idea what Demitri intended to do with them, but they were going to be a handful. Espically that Riot girl. She just didn't seem to listen. Mikka rolled her eyes, a smirk tugging at her lips with each time Riot was jabbed.
Seeing the foolish girl's anger rise was amusing. She probably didn't understand what was going on right now. She sighed, walking around, looking things over as Demitri talked. She paid attention, but what he was saying was basically the same thing he had told her.


Sandra leaned back, most of her weight on one leg. Her arms were crossed over her chest and she was staring off distantly. She wasn't listening. She didn't want to hear any of this. As far as she was concerned, this Demitri vampire was crazy. There were no such thing as vampires, and the fact that these clans were at war, and no one else knew about it was hard for Sandra to believe.
"If you really are vampires and you have the strength ten times that of a normal human, why do you need us?" Sandra grumbled as the vampire gaurding her steered her from the room. Mikka remianed behind, as per Demitri's orders as the rest filed out.
Sandra rolled her eyes at Demitri, walking into her room and slaming the door shut. She just didn't care right now. Nothing was making sense, and until it did, Sandra wasn't going to help one bit. How could he go from threathening to hospitable without missing a beat? Sandra shook her head, pulling her denim jacket tighter around her as she paced around the room. She didn't even want to leave and look around. There were no windows, and Sandra shuddered at the memory of her dark cell she'd stayed in all those years ago, for the crime she never committed.

Riot narrowed her eyes further at Demitri. She rolled her eyes and watched as he commanded the vampire girl to stay behind. She followed him silently. He led Sandra to a room, then Nate, then herself. She looekd around the room. It was blank with no windows.

Now, he was apologizing to her. She looked at him and shrugged. "Yeah. Thanks." She grumbled. Then she listened to him explain something about staying in her room. Then she remember he had mentioned a pool. If she was going to be here, might as well do something she was familiar with. And she was very familiar with swimming.

She looked at Demitri and nodded. "Vampire attack, huh?" she smiled and then shrugged. "A bunch of cute, strong guys fighting over me? I could get used to that." She smirked then shrugged. "Even if they could kill me with a swipe of their pinkie toe." She looked at the guard standing by her door. Her eyes looked from his head to his toes, speculating, then she shrugged again.

It was a new one. This wasn't the one that had tried to eat her. "Just a warning," she said, the vampire turned toward her. "I'm a hell raiser." She laughed, then disappeared deeper into the shadows of her room, looking around. She didn't bother with shutting the door. She would be leaving for the pool soon enough.

Demitri rolled his eyes.
"Cute guys, huh" He glanced at the vampire. "Keep an eye on her" He said, turning to walk back to his office. He walked silently down the halls of his home, finally he arrived back at his office, quarters and pushed the door open.
"Mikka" He said, glancing at her as she went through his stuff, not that he minded. She needed to understand what was going on. He walked in, sitting on the couch. He picked up a glass of wine. Thankfully he could drink, not that he ever got drunk, he just enjoyed the taste.

He glanced at his second in command, sighing and stretching out, finally relaxing for the first time in awhile.
"So, besides questioning my motives, do you have anything constructive to say?" He was still a bit annoyed at her from earlier, but he wasn't one to hold a grudge, well, with her.
"Sorry, that was uncalled for. Do you understand why I have asked them here? Well, as the loud one said, kidnapped them?" They really needed to learn more about humans, badly. Besides, if they helped him, he had a better chance of defending them. Humans were foreign to him, he didn't remember his human years, he was to old, but he needed to learn more about them.

Mikka straightened a few things out on Demitri's desk. She arranged papers into sepearte piles, praticially organizing everything for him. She hardly glanced up as Demitri walked back into the room, having heard him coming down the hallway.
"You misinterpreted my meaning." Mikka murmured queitly. "I'm merely trying to understand." she said, tossing a file-Nate's by the looks of it- back onto his desk. She walked out around from behind the desk, balling the folds of her skirt in her hand and leaning against the fine wood work.

"No." she said simply. "I understand that our attempts to keep the humans a living breathing race is slowly dieing down, but to the point that we need helped from them?" she asked, her voice still quiet and the same knowledgable monotone.
"I do not see your reasoning in bringing them here. We still have a few young ones. They will not be able to stand for long with these teenages so close."

Demitri watched her organize his stuff, she tended to do this occasionally, not that he minded, he was not good at organization.
"Either way, I'm sorry" He said, he really was only ever 'normal' with Mikka, he could afford to be. She had been with him through everything, seeing as he had created her, she was the only vampire he had ever created, as the clan leaders had strict restrictions on them when it came to siring vampires. The more powerful the vampire, the more hard to control, to teach, the new born was, which was why the leaders had so many restrictions. He sighed, shaking his head and looking at Mikka. She had been an exception, he had gone behind the others back, but none of them really knew that she was his.

"We need to understand them better Mikka. Besides, the young ones need to learn, which is why they have guards with them constantly" He said, sipping the wine and sighing. He twirled the stem of the glass in his hand for a moment, looking at her.
"Besides, the young ones are confined to the basement, the humans will avoid there anyway" He said, shrugging. He glanced at her, "And, I'm sure you and I can step in and help out occasionally. That Riot character is going to cause some trouble"

Riot looked around. She was now holding a bottle of open water in her right hand and a towel in her left. She didn't like this room at all. She narrowed her eyes at the wall. It reminded her too much of her parents' home. She sighed and glanced around again and out the door.

The guard looked like he was talking to someone whom Riot coudln't see, so Riot ignored them and turned to face the bed. Atleast the ebd looked comfortable enough. She turned back around and saw the easiest opportunity to knock the guard over. Then she mentally hit herself. This was not a human. This was a vampire. If she tried to do anything to him, the bets she could do was make him stumble.

She sighed and, throwing the towel over her shoulder, walked toward the door. She stood still a moment and made eye contact with the vampire the guard was talking to. The vampire looked hungry also. "Go eat somebody else," Riot growled, then blinked at the guard. He pointed toward the pool as she took a sip of her water bottle and the started that way.

Sandra was already feeling claustrophobic. She sighed, pulling her jacket around her tighter and leaving the room. She couldn't stand it in there for long. She doubted if she'd even get any sleep in this house. Worry slammed into her; what was her mom going to think? Sandra smacked her forehead. She had to find a spot with service. Her room was a dead zone. Sliding out of her room, Sandra was only half surprised to see a guard standing out her door.
She eyes him waringly for a moment before looking down the hallway. "Erm, where are the bathrooms?" she murmured. The guard nodded and Sandra sighed. "Thanks." she said, following the directions carefully. Every now and then she would check her phone. Damn. Nothing. Finding the bathroom, Sandra caught one bar of service. Not enough to send a message, but her phone started vibrating with unread messages and voice mails. Friends whom she was supposed to meet at the movies, and her mom calling a few times.
Sandra cursed. She left the room, just roaming around, trying to find a door to lead her outside.


"Why?" Mikka asked, looking up from Demitri's desk to look at him. "Why must we learn more about them?" she said, standing up to pace around. She crossed her arms over her chest, staring at the floor now, her mind reeling, working to try and comprehend his thinking.
"And of all the humans, you choose the three that were considered nuisances to their kind.." Mikka murmured, shaking her head. She knew that each of the humans had been in jail, the human way of keeping troublemakers captive. The Riot girl was a perfect example in Mikka's eyes.

ooc: sorry guys, I'm back now....hope this works for putting my foot back in the door =P

bic:
Nate had been keeping silent since he had been forcably picked up from his house. He was better at figuring things out if people ignored him until he got a grasp on everything. So far, he still had nothing. All of these people, except the three of them, considered themselves vampires. They don't exsist, even he knew that. He hadn't been much of a bother since the intial pick-up either. He was in his room now, with a guard outside. These people were very fit, all of them, it must've been the reason why they thought they were vampires or something. He shrugged standing up, he didn't have his phone, ID, nothing. Against what Demitri had said, about just learning about them or something, he didn't think he was gonna live much longer. At least he didn't die a few year ago for being framed. His mum knew he was innocent, and that's all he had cared about, just at least one person believeing him. He wasn't sure if he should wander around or what, but for now he could just get used to his room. It was rather large compared to what he thought, and the only problem was that it was pretty dusty.

"Mikka, we need to learn more, because, hell, we don't remember being humans" He said, finishing his wine and pouring another drink. He shook his head, frowning and looking at her.
"Mikka, we can't just go picking up humans, these three owe me, therefore I own them. No matter what they do, I hold the power over what happens to them" He said with a grin. He shook his head, looking at her.
"Do you remember being a human?" He asked, curious this time. He couldn't, he didn't have any memeories, other vampires believed he had been born a vampire. Which was impossible, but the rumor served him well. He sighed, stretching out and looking at her, hoping his explenation was working. He knew it didn't really make sense, but they needed humans, particularly if they wanted to win, or even just survive this war.

Riot looked down at the water. The indoor pool was empty. She threw her towel on a chair and pulled her shirt and jeans off, revealing her black and white striped bathing suit, and threw them on the chair too. She had put it on before she had headed to her tree because she always swam in the lake, then would go home and swim in their pool. She wandered over a felt the water. It was a little to hot for her taste, but it was better than nothing.

She decided, after dipping her foot in again, the temperature would be good enough to get her through her laps. She always did laps at night... All night. She'd be in the pool all night until her guards fetched her so she could go right back to Demitri's quarters and have to listen to him again.

She looked down and then up at the diving board. She walked forward and tested her feet on the rough top of the diving board. She swallowed and then looked at the water again. She took a running start, performed a perfect dive, and then began her laps she would do all night long.

Sandra was roaming now. She hadn't realized the house was actually a mansion. Hallways apon hallways filled with rooms and cloaed doors. Sandra chewed her lips, turning left and going down stairs as often as she could, hoping it would lead her either outside, or back to her room. She wasn't ready to admit she was lost. Her hand was gripping her silver cell phone tightly still, but she hadn't gotten any other messages, or phone service since her trip to the bathroom.


Mikka rolled her eyes as Demitri. "What exactly are yoi hoping to acheieve by learning more about them?" She asked, letting her hands drop back to her side. She watched as Demitri poured his second glass of wine and turned her eyes out towards the window at the mention of being human.
"In certain ways..." she mumbled, walking over to the glass smoothly. She wrapped her black shawl around her shoulders tightly with a small frown on her face.

Sand finally got to a place she recongized. This hallway was close to Demitri's office. Which meant her room was just down that hallway. Looking around, Sandra bit her lip, turning towards the front door. Maybe she'd have better reception closer to the outside world. Checking her phone again, Sandra grinned triumphantly, pushing her moms number and holding the phone to her ear.

Demitri held up a hand to Mikka. Silencing her for a moment, "Someone's trying to make a phone call" He said, standing up and wakling outside his room. He spied Sandra and zipped across the room and snagged up her phone, clamping it shut.
"You know, I trusted you to keep this" He said with a mock disappointed face. He played with the phone, chuckling as it viberated in his hand, 'Mom' flashing on the screen. He was tempted to answer, but that would just be cruel. Instead, he popped out the battery, crushing it in hsi fingers, before tossing her the phone again.
"Please, I know you don't believe I'm a vampire, but I could give you a demonstration, if this wasn't enough" His super human speed and hearing had probably either convinced her he was on steroids, or perhaps that maybe, he was telling the truth. Spinning on his heal he walked back to Mikka.

He flopped down on the couch, scooping up his wine glass again.
"So, what were we discussing?" He asked, arching an eyebrow.

Mikka frowned as Demitri left. She hadn't been paying much attention to things outside the office, caught up in her own thoughts and memories. She hadn't been expecting Demitri to question her on her human life. Memories were starting to flash before her. She rubbed her forehead, leaning against the window frame carefully.

"Sandra! Thank God. Are you-"
Sandra gasped, bitting back a scream as Demitri showed up and snapped her phone shut. "Are you insane?!?" Sandra practically screamed, watching as Demitri took her hpone and broke the battery. Her jaw fell open and she stared at her now useless phone. Her mother would be worried sick now.
She looked up as Demitri left and she bit down against the urge to run after him and yell at him for all of this. For kidnapping her, forcing her to stay here, killing her phone, keeping her isolated from everything. Furious, Sandra balled her hands into fists and stormed back to her room.

Mikka glanced up with dim brown eyes as Demitri came back. She shook her head gently and shrugged. Right now, she really had no desire to pick up on their previous conversation. "Sandra?" She asked, nodding to the closed office door.