Seven Deadly Sins [pg13]

[Iƪƪia]

Nearly sundown and the small town was just beginning to come to life. Or as close to life as a town like this could get. Most of the students opted to remain close to the academy, their sanctuary, during the evening times, though a daring few still chose to roam the cobbled streets. And they did so completely unaware of the creature watching their every moves.

Leaning against a building, obscured in the shadows, Hendrix had his sights turned down one of the streets, a scowl fixed on his face. He had a certain blond Gothic chick in his sights and was having a good ol' time admiring her curvy, little body that she'd had the good judgement to show off in a particularly skimpy outfit. Oh, yes... There were a number of things that he'd like to do to her... So why didn't he? The problem, in other words? Her annoying, overprotective friend was encroaching on his territory. Yes, his territory. He wanted her, so that made her his. Simple.

Although the emo boy didn't seem like too much of a problem, the other students just might. He could kill the boy, but then he'd have to deal with the witnesses... And then those witnesses and... It was just too much of a hassle.

Rolling his eyes, he looked down the opposite street, tapping the rolled piece of paper in his hand. This was no big deal. He could wait.

Closing his eyes, he brought the paper up to his lips and inhaled deeply, holding his breath. A moment later, he exhaled a puff of smoke, his body slackening slightly against the wall.

Chuckling, he watched the first few stars in the sky begin to grow brighter and brighter as he slid to the ground. After a few more moments of watching the stars grow and shrink above him, he suddenly recalled that he was supposed to be waiting for something and brought his attention back down to the town again with another short laugh.

The stars. They could be so distracting.

[Anzeh]

Chaos Queen. What a fitting name for a succubus.

Indeed, she thrived off of chaos. It made her strong, made life exciting, everything came from a swirling vortex of nothing but inner turmoil and painful chaos. She had come to accept this and enjoyed it immensely. All day Chaos had been laying in her dorm, her dorm all to herself and waited for nightfall. The sun was hard to work with, but the moon was so kind and cooperative... Especially for the things the female had to do to maintain herself. once the sun set she was outside.

Now, most people whined about Washington weather being too cold, about the biting chill, but Chaos didn't feel any of that. The most she'd ever worn was a thin sweater, and that was when the snow had piled up almost to her waist. Right now it was beautiful weather to her, and she felt perfectly okay walking the streets without anything special to conceal any part of her. Even a demon needed her food. And therein was the mission.

Find a plump little human (or non-human) boy so she could finally get some energy. Purple eyes glanced around, trying to find a good prey, while one hand kept her fiery red locks out of her face. It was a bit of a chore, but she was happy to notice that she wasn't losing her touch even though she hadn't been feeding much recently. If tons of boys suddenly died of exhaustion it would be suspicious. She didn't need mortals meddling in her affairs more than what was absolutely necessary, which was barely anything at all.

She was soon in the open market place, searching slowly, not noticing Hendrix. A boy and a girl walked past. The boy seemed to not pay any more attention to his apparent girl friend, and although she didn't like this there was nothing Chaos could do to lift the enchantment. Poor guy.

Unable to find anything she liked, Chaos made her way over to the bench and sat down, crossing her legs in a way that made it at least seem like she had class.

[RuetheDay]

Colleger had very little for night life. What a bloody disappointment. Rue was just getting ready to have some fun. She'd starved herself of this essential need for so long and now the nekomata felt truly as though she had been cheated. Thus, was her disappointment. Playing with the ties of her favorite little black lingerie Lolita dress's bustier, she continued to wander the streets like a Vegas prostitute. With the same intentions as well. Minus the getting paid, add the amusement of ridding herself of her victim in a gruesome gore-y fashion.

Scanning the streets, her gray eyes glinted with a hint of mischief as she eyed a cute couple; a smexy emo boy and his little blond girlfriend. Licking her lips, Rue slinked a bit closer and kept her watch. Her contrasting painted black lips spreading into a smirk. She needed a new closet boy almost direly so. Her advancement would be quick, easy, and to the point. Rue always got what she wanted. One way or another, none-the-less, this would be the same.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the man across the street and the girl who sat on the bench with her long waist length red-brown hair, more skimpily clad then she, a first, Rue couldn't help but think. Her second thought, being the stuck up girl she was: Hmph. My hair is prettier. Tossing her blood red hair she leaned carelessly against the near by street light. Her eyes setting on another peculiar figure, a rock-star like male whom seemed to have his eyes set on her target's girlfriend. Heh, small world. If she waited patiently, her objective would be easy to reach as well... once the other stole away that little whore, she'd go in for the kill. All according to plan.

Rei stayed quiet. She didn't like to interfere with Rue's little plans. It didn't help at all, she knew she couldn't do anything about it anyway. How right she was as well.

[Iƪƪia]

Bored with waiting, Hendrix's attention had soon drifted elsewhere. From a small crevice in the side of the building to a single piece of dust floating about around his head, each object was less interesting than the last and all weren't nearly as fun to look at as the sweet, little minor he'd set his sights on. Ah, but what was a guy to do now?

And then, a noise. A very familiar noise. A noise that made his heart beat even faster the louder it got.

Sitting up straighter, he tipped his head as the scantily-clad, drop-dead, ****ing gorgeous chick went prancing right past him. How could she get away with wearing so little? And the hair... Damn. He let his mouth hang rudely open as he watched her walk toward a bench, enjoying the view from behind as much as he enjoyed the view from the front.

The way she moved her hips... That was practically an invitation! Yeah, she wanted him. So what if it looked like she hadn't even noticed him? Just playing hard to get, probably.

Giggling childishly, he extinguished his smoke on the ground before placing it in his pocket, unwilling to waste any of it.

But wait... Now who would take care of his minor? When he saw her he made a commitment to her. It would be rude to just leave her there. Leaning back against the wall, he looked away from his new target, sitting so prettily on her bench, to locate his blond friend again.

But what was this? Someone else had entered the picture? But not just anyone else. Another pretty creature who was more than qualified to be his plaything. Though he did have to wonder if this one would want a payment. Not that he would. He never had to pay.

Ooh... Now this was a conundrum. He had his eyes on three perfectly good sluts, and he wanted them all, but would he be able to? Did he even have time? Who to go after first? How the **** would this work?!

And so he remained, kneeling on the ground, whimpering as he looked from one girl to the other. They all had their own opinions, and none of them were being quite helpful, so he was all but ignoring them now. That meant that he was on his own here.

Then, finally, the solution to his problem sprang into his head. He knew just what to do: he'd wing it.

Scrambling to his feet, he ambled over to the sexy red-head seated on the bench. He stumbled slightly, but managed to correct himself just as he reached her, flipping his hair back and giving her his famous, charming smile.

"Evenin'! D'you mind?" He asked, sliding onto the seat beside her before she could respond.

He gave another glance toward his other two girls before bringing his full attention back to the one beside him. The view from this angle was just fine too...

"So, um..." He stammered, his brow furrowing in concentration. How hard it was to even talk with your mind so clouded like that. Although he had gotten quite used to it by now, "Heh, not the most lively town, huh?"

Although this place did house a rather nice collection of whores. For that, he was very grateful.

[Anzeh]

Chaos sighed gently. See, there was nothing interesting going on. She'd seen the way that other girl, the one with the waist length red hair that had been looking at her a moment ago. Now the succubus lacked the ability to read minds--well, female minds at least--but she could almost tell from her countenance what that gothic lolita was thinking. She was thinking that Chaos was somehow beneath her. The demon female had to bite her lip to keep from chuckling aloud. That would be impolite, not to mention if she got into a fight she would be quickly outclassed.

That is, if that chick had any ideas how succubi worked, which Chaos doubted.

So she sat there watching the couple that now stood in the middle of the market street. The male emo no longer paying attention to the blond beside him. Then again, Chaos wasn't paying him any attention either. At least, that's what he was probably thinking, and he could think whatever he wanted. Sighing gently, she turned towards him and snapped her fingers. All of a sudden he seemed to remember that he already had a girl. It made the entire ordeal so much more fun for everyone else.

Of course, she hadn't noticed the other one until she sat down on the bench. She could see him through the corner of her eye now, and she had to admit that this one was interesting. He seemed to be one of the few talented ones. Perhaps she'd even be luck enough to get a few meals from this one instead of the customary one. Mortal males were so... fragile. They got tired and they died, leaving her only partially satisfied and barely full, even though the energy of their lives sliding out of their bodies was also filling and delicious...

Wandering thoughts, kind of.

Without her even having to move from her place on the bench, the other one came over to her and took the seat next to her. And a conversation was struck. A small smile crawled onto her lips, light purple eyes sliding closed. "Hm... You're right. This town is all to boring." As those words left her lips, her legs ceased to be crossed. She could tell, easily, that he also had eyes on the other two females on street, but she didn't care. He could have them all. All Chaos wanted was his energy. What he did with parts of himself.

"Of course..." She added, "It's easy for things to be boring, but with all the right ingredients everything can become fun, right?" The sly smile she gave the male was as much of an invitation as the swing of her hips, as much of an invitation as his charming smile.

[RuetheDay]

Rue's gray eyes lay on the other girl and the rock-star guy whom were on the bench flirting with a look of utter disgust. She thought she might gag, it was different to watch it happen then make it happen. Observing made things much more grotesque. Drawing her attention from the two with a sigh she decided to hone in on her target, though without the minor taken out of the way her emo boy was harder to reach. A challenge... Rue thought with a smirk letting out a slight purr.

But of course... There was also the option of perhaps, stealing rock-star guy over their from the other red head... Oh, what fun that would be, it was obvious the other looked condescendingly her as well. Though she couldn't help but think: Even if I don't win him over completely I could settle for both... Licking her lips she smirked. Bloody hell of a threesome that'd be... Hmm... what an idea. Not a bad one at all, not in the least. The other did have looks, she had to admit... Not her type but looked a bit of good fun.

Running her painted black nail across the rim of the bench as she walked around it slowly, putting an extra bit of swing in her hip only putting her lingerie dress into full use. Why else would she wander around in a bustier and skirts that barely covered her ass with her fishnets and frilly undergarments? If they didn't have an affect, she wouldn't bother. Sliding into the bench as well, very close to the guy a sly cat like smile spread across her fair features.

"So it seems, so it seems... With just the right ingredients in the most hopelessly boring nights can be made... a bit more interesting." Jumping right into the conversation as if there the entire time, the nekomata's voice filtered out in her always sensual "bedroom" voice, it was always that way, it never changed. She flipped her hair with an obvious invitation as she scooted in closer to the male, her leg touching his she gave them both her favourite charming look, her silvery eyes glimmering as they examined the other two, the smirk that grew across her painted black lips growing wider.

[Iƪƪia]

As she spoke, Hendrix's eyes never left her, as if whatever she had to say was all that mattered right now. Not really, but he did use the opportunity to become more familiar with her body... And to imagine just how familiar they'd be with each other by the end of the night.

His hand resting on the back of the bench behind her, he quickly inched closer to her just before he noticed the other red-head was on the move. Circling the bench as if she were on the prowl, he let his eyes study her every movement as she finished her little dance and took a seat beside him - quite close too - and immediately joined in on their conversation.

His smile broadening, he couldn't help but chuckle as she slid closer to him. Damn, he was really that good! He didn't have to give the girl any sign at all, and yet she approached him anyway. How was that for skill? Just sit back and have all the chicks flock to you...

He looked from one girl to the other, his thoughts growing increasingly perverse. Strange though it may be, Whore #2's forwardness seemed to have saved them both. After all, though the girls were both rather nice to look at, he was just in one of those "moods" today. However, now he decided that he'd much rather keep both of them... And get repeated uses out of them... At the same time. He'd focus the full force of his mood on someone else... Like the blond chick.

Casting a sideways glance toward Whore #1, he slid his hand across her shoulder before looking out at the street again, nodding.

"Very true... This town just needs a push in the right direction. I'm sure then it'll understand what 'fun' really is."

Pausing here, he looked toward Whore #2, returning her charming smile with another of his own. Nonchalantly, he rested his hand on her exposed thigh before continuing.

"But lucky for you lovely ladies, I'm here. I have this way of making any boring occasion... Enjoyable."

Here, he once again found himself looking toward his first target. For him, what could make a night more enjoyable than two girls? Three. Or four would be even better, but one shouldn't get greedy. Of course, he'd have to dispose of the other girls when he was done. Not that that was a bad thing, of course. No, it was anything but.

Leaning back with a sigh, he began to wonder just what he could do without having to get up. He was that good, after all. Maybe he should test that out? Maybe, but right now something else required his attention.

"The name's Hendrix, by the way..."

That was a rule he lived by. He had to know the names of his victims. All of them. And he made sure that they knew who he was, as well... For the most part, at least. Although he couldn't be certain why he felt obligated to do so. It wasn't as if he was one of those psychos who built shrines to their victims in the basement. Perhaps it was just his overconfidence? That "yeah, you know who I am but there's still nothing you can do" feeling? Nah, that couldn't be it. Well, whatever it was, it was. Why bother questioning something one will never understand.

[Anzeh]

Chaos watched quietly as the other female with red hair came and joined their conversation. Any jealous person would glare knives at her and curl up near their charge as though they owned them, but in all honesty. the succubus didn't care. This man was more than old enough to make choices of his own--and even if he wasn't it wouldn't move her at all. As long as she got her fair share, there wouldn't be any problems. Not here at least.

Why was that couple the center of attention though? it bothered her so much she could hardly stand it. It wasn't fair how those two got all the attention. Well... perhaps she could fix that. Its wasn't strong, but the tiny amount of influential power she had could make this night very interesting indeed. With her hand outstretched towards the couple, she tried to project her will into the male (which was extremely easy) and then into the female (which is also extremely easy). Chaos watched them stop talking mid sentence and look around, then stare at them as though it was the first time they'd seen them in their lives, and it probably was true.

One finger did the come here gesture and they did so obediently.

"Hendrix," She said, the name sounding rather sweet on her tongue. Chaos leaned closer to him, her legs still crossed, to the point that she was on his shoulder. The way she leaned invited him to put his arm around her waist, if he so wanted to. "I do feel quite lucky. Which of the seven deadly sins will we use to bring this town to life? Or maybe... all of them?"

In the meantime, the couple that had caught the eye of the others stood as though waiting.

"My name is Chaos, like the italian word for hello."

[RuetheDay]

"I am Rue; like regret and sorrow." As introductions were made, her British accent filtered out the most lovely, succulent sweet bedroom voice. The mischief in her silver eyes only highlighted how that was what she was know to leave in her wake, not that it mattered.

Everyone of them seemed to spell out trouble. She welcomed Hendrix's touch and scooted in closer ready for anything else he had in mind, also appreciating the other red head's willingness to share. But then, Rue was surprised by something. A bit dumbfounded as well.

As her target and his clingy blond girlfriend came front and center at Chaos's beckon, by so force she had control over them with some foreign power, Rue could tell and was only gladdened by it. As Chaos finished her quite seductive speil, Rue boldly stood up, taking the couple by the waist on either arm with a slutty smirk. "Chaos, I have a great feeling we should all start with the very best." She knew that they knew what she was inferring. The couple was dumbfounded.

She smirked nodding her head towards a nearby hotel. "Shall we?"

[Iƪƪia]

Hendrix watched with curiosity as the couple that they had been watching came to stand obediently in front of them. Well, he didn't do that... Didn't have that kind of power of guys... Didn't want it either. With that thought, he looked at Chaos as she leaned closer to him. Whatever weird spell those two were under was coming from her. That much he knew, and it, in turn, made things even easier for him.

He slid his arm around her waist, nodding as he looked the blond over once more.

"Why not? I wouldn't mind having a little sinful fun tonight."

He smiled at the blond chick, more of a reflex than anything, as she simply stared back. That urge was growing stronger by the second, and it was getting particularly hard to ignore, especially with the other two sitting so close to him. They were getting restless too. He had to listen to them now. Had to get this out of his system quickly or he might end up ruining two, perfectly good sluts.

That's why he was almost relieved when Rue stood up, walking toward the couple and taking hold of them. Yep, she was a slut alright. He could guess at what was on her mind... It probably wasn't exactly the same, but most people didn't think the way he did.

He glanced toward the hotel Rue had nodded toward with a grimace. That could be a problem. Things tended to get messy. He'd rather not have to deal with that; it was just plain gross. Not to mention that he didn't want to have to move a body - or any part of it - tonight. This was why he liked to pick secluded places. There was rarely ever a need to clean up.

"I prefer to take my meals... Elsewhere," He mused, his eyes trailing over to a narrow alleyway.

Blinking, he brought his attention back to the matter at hand, smiling at his two girls once again before standing up. Resting a hand on the blond's shoulder, he pulled her back toward him slightly.

"But... Hey, why don't you ladies go ahead without me? I'll catch up."

A fine solution. After he was finished with the blond, he could take the other two back to his room for some... Slightly less violent fun. But only slightly less violent.