My Lair

[Maverick Luther]

What a wonderful time to be alive? NOt! Once again Xander, his father as a request of him, and of course Maverick fouldn't deny his loving, annoying. fucker father! Maverick moved in to the Club in a peachy mood toonight. His ghouls Dancers and bar keeps new better then anyone to stay far away from him at this time. The only one that dared walk up to him was his Child's mother, who was a ghoul that worked the floors. He slammed the door to the back room and came back out now with out his trench. He was flewing, and no one seemed to make a sound.

"What are all your fools looking at.." He growle.d "Fucking muggles." The only ones that didn't laugh at him was the vampire court that was locked in the building. Maverick was tired of being under his fathers wishes. Where was Craven When you needed to talk to someone that had a lick of since?

Maverick held his head as he rubbed his timple. His child's mother came and sit on his lap. Amber, was the only ghoul that dared do this, but she knew how to calm heer master. Rubbing his shoulders as he ranted in a vampire whisper to her about how he was stick of his father. Wasn't it about time his father step down and gave him the trown over Bloodline. HIs long bangs fall in to his face as he breathed in sharply. Awe, Demxy was coming home from visiting his causin. that was one thing he could look forward too. The little two year old had everyone around her little pinky finger.

He closed his eyes and relaxed. Waiting for something 'FUN' to come in to pllay with. He didn't carer at this point. If it was A lycan or vampire.

[Craven Silverheart]

Craven was setting in the back with a few of the men from his pack, They where havng a bit of a .... Boys night out. Vampires stayed on one side of the club, and the werewolves on the other.It kept things more stable in a place where both where welcomed. Standing to his feet he moved towards where maverick had taken a seat. His long bangs brushed against his forhead and down to his shoulders. His dark gray eyes watched the man closely.

"Something on your mind... Luther..." He asked with a smirk on his face. He always found himself Amuzed by the great vampire lords son. He always came in with such an ass hole mood. It was almost like he enjoyed to be Miserable. He would lean against the counter shoing the ghoul away. What was spoke between men was not to be in the ears of a youth.

"Father giving you the... Shitts again?" He asked curiously.

[Demxy Luther]

The black princess made her way towards her father. Once again the 12 year old sunk in to the adopt night club. Well, no one would object to the young princess of darkness making her way in to her own father club right? She did have her pull already only being a little child and a very young vampire. She was also a Dunpil, and many didn't dare call her as such being the grand daughter of Xander Luther. Even if they didn't respect Maverick luther, they did respect his child.

She walked in and looked up at Craven. "You shouldn't be such a nosey dog Craven..." Demmy stated looking up at him with her face Downward. The girl was EVIL aas living HELL! And she knew it. She was dressed in a beautiful black skirt and black hoes. A black long sleeve shirit that hung tightly to his slender frame that read. Daddies Girl across the chest. She would quickly move to her father before Craven had a chance to react to being called a dog.

She wrapped her arms around the others waist. She would smile up at her father. "I have missed you daddy."

[Rogue Deceit]

Heavy boots moved him across the floor of the club. His eyes flashing from person to person. It seemed that all forms of conversation had come to a stop as soon as he entered the club. A smile tugged at his lips. He probably shouldn't find that idea as amusing as he did. But oh god, he did. He would run his fingers back through his long spiked hair. most of it was drawn back into a ponytail, but some of the spikes were haphazardly allowed to fall. Black lined brown eyes caught his own reflection in one of the mirrors.

He was tall, standing near to six feet, dressed in tight black leather pants with straps and buckles on them, a pair of daggers were tucked into the buckles, as well as a colt .45 six shot in the back of his pants under the trench. He wore a black fishnet to, and a long black trench. What shocked him every time he passed a mirror was how pale he had become. He used to have good skin tone, healthy color from living out in the woods. But now, unable to be in the sun, he had lost all of that color.

His tongue slipped up over his fanged teeth. Oh he was starving but then again, he didn't feed on blood nearly enough, preferring to eat rare and raw meat to get his blood fixes... he wondered how much longer it would be before the beast over took him and he woke in a bloody carnage of human flesh again.

He turned away from the mirror, unable to look at himself in it any longer. His eyes catching Craven's visage in the corner he would turn and walk that way. He seemed all the more a predator, vampires and werewolves alike avoiding him, it seemed that Craven alone did not fear what the man had become.

``So, what is the deal? Are we hunting tonight or just hanging out in this shit hole?`` He asked, his eyes flashing over to the little girl when she spoke so rudely to Craven. ``Isn't it passed your bed time little girl, you should run home and let the grown ups play in peice.`` The abomination growled.

[Maverick Luther]

"Great... The Werewolf fraction has come and cheer me up now..." He glared at Craven. His fingers tapped on the counter top before smirking. "I don't know Craven... has your pet hybrid come to whip your ass?" he asked. He had noticed how Craven and Rogue where very close. He would lean back against the counter his hand resting on his childs head the otheer on his glass against his knee. His legs where crossed over one another very feminine. Everyone in there right mind knew Maverick was the gayist vampire here. Most vampire tittles on both genders, but not Maverick. He only liked the bucks.

His eyes watched Craven before smirking. "Dog is wrong Demmy... they are wolves... Wolvers are wild and loyal to nothing other then there pack... Savages in a way." HE smirked knowing Craven took anything Mav said like a grain of sand. Knowing Craven enjoyed having the packs near. No other vampires clan would live this close, and the werewolves always payed for there drinks... unlike the blood sucking rase that came in only for a meal. It was almost bad for bussiness at times.

His eyse cut to Rogue and narrowed his eyes. "Blood lust taking you over disaster of Rase?" He narrowed his eyse.

[Craven Silverheart]

Craven growled at the rudeness of the child, but knowing a child of a vampires, none where born with Manors or learned them. Maverick only knew manors because Craven beat them in to him one night when he was drunk. He growled and glared at the little girl that hid against his father. "you should send your child to bed Maverick, before these SAVAGES sew her mouth shut and feed her to our pups." He growled in his chest.

Maverick new better then to talk poorly about Rogue. Craven was almost ovelry protective of the man standing behind him. Yes Rogue was stronger and also taller then him, but Craven was still his alpha and still very protective. His hand came and rested on Rogues shoulder. "This 'desaster' as you call him, can wrip you a new one Maverick... so shut up while your ahead... Now... on the other hand... your Clan was fucking around in our woods... barroring bodies out there is running off what we need to feed on... don't make use drop the truse Mav. Luther." His hand squeezed Rogues shoulder. No one dared called rogue something like that. It was not allouded! His pack nevr dreamed of calling rogue anything like that. Craven made sure of it. "Next time they are out there we will have no choose then step in and wrip a few vampire throuts... understood?"

[Demxy Luther]

Demmy:

"Daddy!" She would curl up against her father when Rogue walked up. she knew just what he was, and it creeped her out! she would hide her face against the others side and shiver. "Grr, I do have mannors towards my own kind! Never to a DOG!" She growled, or an abomination!" but she herself was a half blood vampire. Half human, the food, and hafl vampire. What a wonderful like that was! She was already presacuted for having a human mother, but she wasa child. A wolf was lower then even a human. She would let her father go slowly.

Maverick:

"Go to bed Demmy. Take one of the bouncers... Rox, will walk you... i'm sure." He would pet the childs hair. Demmy would nod and walk off to join the bouncer hissing at Rogue as she ran by him. "Childern... She has hung far to long with her grandfather then me..." He then looked up at Craven. "You know I have no athority over what is dumped in YOUR woods... I care litte for your hunting grounds... that is a topic you will have to pick up with my father... Xander Luther... not me.. I am merely in charge when my father desides to take a break from the clan life." He stated looking from Craven to Rogue. His eyes narrowed at him. "Such a pitty.. I liked you better as a muth Rogue... then a hybrid..." He muttered. "The lust taken over yet... you do know... you will have to drink living blood sooner or later right? Why don't you use one of my ghouls?" He asked looking up at him. "Make it... a apoligy for what my father is doing to your pack lands..."

Excite Demxy Luther

[Rogue Deceit]

``I don't need your pity nor your gifts. I will feed off what I choose.`` He growled before looking away. He sunk into one of the chairs, crossing his legs at the knees and closing his eyes, rubbing his temples. The pulses of the ghouls and blood dolls were maddening, but he would not give in. He lived on animal blood, other then when the monster took over and he could not stop himself from a human kill.

He glared at Maverick but said nothing in response to him. He knew that the truce between the clan and the pack was shaky at best, and he would not be the one blamed for it falling apart.

Those long legs crossed at the knee, causing the leather to moan out like a well fucked whore. His dark eyes turning back to the table. Let them talk, Craven knew the truth. There was little more powerful then Rogue was right now, and Craven knew he would kill to protect his pack. Beyond that, no one else's opinion mattered to him.

[Craven Silverheart]

Craven

Craven growled. "You have pull in your clan Maverick. I know you do. Or did you fuck the wrong male and your fatheer throw a tamperm again! Stay off our land! One more invation of our truse and we end it! you will fined a pack of werewolf at your front drop step Maverick Luther.. So far we have had a truse since my grandfather held the pack... slowly it is falling part." He growled in his chest. Craven was still young. He lost his temper at times. Hearing Luther say such things of Rogue, this was enought to set off Craven.

"You have two days to get this resolved... if i fined anotheer leach on our land after that...war will break out, and there will be no truse left to have." He would turn from Maverick knowing the man was stubbern then nails, and knew his brother was taking his pull away. He walked over to Rogue. "come on Rogue... lets get you fead my friend." He squeezed his shoulder and wistled to the group of lycan who followed him here. A few of the olders. Many where older then Craven was, some where his own litters.

HE waited at the door for Rogue. Sure the man wanted to get out of here. If the truse fall apart, he wanted it on his own hands, and not Rogues. The man had been through enought. The laast thing he needed was to loose his life for something stupid.

Maverick

"YOu should watch your back pup... One of these days that monster will take over... and Rogue won't be your boy hood friend... or fuck budy..." He growled. "And who I bed is my own... so leave it... " He growled in his chest. Being gay and vampire was not as open as people thought it was. Of course you could have all the lovely little fags and straight men you want, but it was a lonely life. He would feel the growl coming up in to his chest. "Take your anger out on Xander Lulther, not myself... I .. as I said.. have little to no control over the clan or outsiders as HE does."

Craven

He tenced and looked over his shoulder in a glare. How dare he call him a pup. Then they where on the vampire ground. He could see clan members move. There was no need to shead blood here. Muchless shead blood on the wrothless son of the Bloodlines Leaders. He turn his back and s tarted to walk. "come on Rogue." he demanded keeping his head high. Ignoring the insults nowing that would hurt Maverick worse then a kick in the ass.

[Rogue Deceit]

Craven might have been good at ignoring comments, but Rogue was not. A low growl rolled from out of his chest, a heavy snarl, his lips drawn back to show two sets of elongated vampire fangs, one on the top, the other on the bottom.

He moved like greased lightning, he might, or might not yet be fast enough to catch Maverick, but if he missed, it would be by centimeters. If he caught him he would hoist him up by the throat.

``Craven is not fag you ass fucking leach, and I am not going to take over. I don't want to be alpha... you should know what the fuck you are talking about before you open your fucking mouth.`` Those intense eyes shifted to a golden color, a wolf like eye, but glowing like an enraged vampire.

[Maverick Luther]

Maverick held still and didn't move as the creature grabbed him. he knew Rogue wouldn't do anything but rip in to him. Something was more then likely to want to feel right now! He wanted a fight, but he would keep the truse in line. A growl left his through and then a sinister chuckle left his lips. "It is only a matter of Time Rogue!" he hissed.

"Why werewolves care for humans...I will never know... they are nothing more... the pray to you know ... Rogue.." he growled in his chest. His dark eyes watching him. His hand came up and grabbed ahold of the others fist as the other hand came down and ran along Rogues face. "Soo pretty... It is a horrible fate... to be a monster... but... so beautiful." He grinned as he wripped his neck from the others calws cutting in to his skin. Blood ran down his neck as it slowly healed as he landed on his feet. That is if he got loose from the grip. The cuts left in his neck would be deep and just like a bit, it caused him to shiver almost in to orgamum and pain.

"Dont over step your ground Dogleach." He grinned holding his neck shaking. Maverick, even through he was prince of the bloodline Clan, was also hated by most. He was not like his clan rules and way of living. He loved men... Craven was hot to him, an so was Rogue. heh, what he would do to get Rogue in bed with him.

[Craven Silverheart]

"Grr!" He quickly ran back and came up side Rogue, He would let him warn the vampire a bit and smirked. Rogue wsa more then a friend, he was his brother. No one talked down to Craven with ot Rogue interfering, even when they where pups. His hand came up and wrapped around Rogues' shoulder and arm and pulled him back a bit. "enought brother... there is nothing to do here... this is clan grounds... kill him when he steps in the woods... not here.. " He whispered in to rogues ear. "He is a nasty leach that child will over throw him in his clan.. unhonorable half blood." He whispered against Rogues ear but load enought Maverick could hear. "Don't dirty your hands with such a nasty leach.. he might rub off. Times, if we start a war, why start it with the son that father hates... "

Craven rubbed his shoulder before squeezing it. "Come brother... Ignore the idoits of this world..." He growled to calm his friend. He had to keep the truse going... right now their numbers where low and still on the increase.

[Rogue Deceit]

Rogue didn't withdraw when the other ran his fingers down his face, only responding with a half growl erupting from his chest. He enjoyed contact, he didn't get nearly enough anymore, and had it not been for the fact that at the moment he wanted to kill Maverick he would likely have been more receptive to that contact.

When the other tore himself back an audible gasp escaped Rogue, stammering back a pace and covering his mouth as the smell of blood assaulted him, hitting him harder then the vampire could have managed to do. He groaned out as images of tearing the throat out of Maverick and lapping up his blood crossed his mind, those eyes shifting from gold to red.

He gasped again when Craven's searing touch laid upon his shoulder. One thing about drinking only animal blood was that he never got warm, only human blood warmed a vampire. He closed his eyes, blood tears streaming from the corner as he turned against his brother, letting the warmth of his breath in his ear calm him.

``Please Brother, get me out of here... before I do something I regret.`` The abomination whispered against his brother's neck... the urge to sink his teeth into Craven was strong, but not nearly so as it would be someone else, because he wouldn't hurt his brother, he loved him too much.

[Craven Silverheart]

He wrapped his arms tightly around Rogue. "Come .... lets get the hell out of his rat trap of a club." He would start to hold Rogue and pull him towards the excite. The younger male was alot bigger and stronger then Craven, but he never worried about loosing his spot as alfa. Even if he did to Rogue... He knewe Rogue would be a great leader. He would help him towards the door and glared at Maverick. "DROP dead vampire... you dare say anotheer word to him and i will end your life right here, right now!" He growled pulling ROgue out of that place. He would help him to the car that pack used and took him back to the pack lands. His poor brother... one of these days he was going to kill maverick... or he was just going ot let Rogue at him. He would never use Rogue as a weapon, but Rogue wanted Maverick dead too.

"Calm down brother.... it is fine... lets get home.... you some blood, and rest... god that damn bastard... and his clan."

[Maverick Luther]

He shivered as he slowly began to heal and whip the blood off his neck by his hand and lick it off. "damn hybrid... sure you will Craven Silverheart... when you grow balls..." He chuckled and would shake his head. He knew Craven wouldnt' do anything to break the truse between the Bloodline and Lunar Pack. there was no way he would even thank of it. It was fun getting on his last nerve, but to see that idoit Hybrid cry in to Craven's shoulder was almost to much for him. A evil curl chuckle left his lips.

As they walked up he would call out. "Rogue... Try the blood... stop your sufferring... if you don't try it... you will be trying your 'brothers in arms' as well." He would turn and head towards the bar shaking a bit when they finally left. Awe, he did loose quit a bit of blood... He grabbed one of his ghouls and started towards his bed room. He needed to feed.

[Rogue Deceit]

"DROP dead vampire... you dare say anotheer word to him and i will end your life right here, right now!"

His body couldn't manage to stop shaking as his brother lead him towards the door. He was barely thirty... twenty seven when sired... younger then Craven, and he reacted to the elder werewolf as if he were his big brother because they were raised together and they had a strong bond between them.

"Rogue... Try the blood... stop your sufferring... if you don't try it... you will be trying your 'brothers in arms' as well."

Those eyes slipped up to Maverick when he spoke. Something in him knew that Maverick was right and it forever tortured the abomination. A shiver washing over him, as if suddenly he remembered how cold and alone he was. For years now he had debated if he should run. Just run away and never look back, it would be safer for all of those that he cared about if he did just that. But he was weak. He was unable to do it. He needed his family too much for that.

His head reeled as he felt Craven moving him. He followed without really knowing where he was going. The other could have lead him out onto a sunlit beach for all Rogue knew, and Rogue would have followed him blindly there.

When he felt the door close to the car he realized where Craven had taken him. ``I never should have come back.... you know that right? I should have put as much distance between your pack and myself as I could... but I was too weak...`` He whispered softly, his eyes slowly fading back to that golden color before shifting to deep brown again. ``I have caused you so much trouble brother....``