So, I have been batting around this idea for a sequel to The Russian, and this is what I have, so far. Think I should turn it into a full fledged story, or a series of one shots?(Which would kind of make a full fledged story itself… But has a rather different feel to it.) - Scitah
Zinaida walked onto Bullworth grounds again, carrying a large black leather case and an expensive black leather carry on bag. Behind her were a few other males, wearing long black wool trench coats, most of them blond, pale and blue eyed.
All five of them carried black bags and cases like Zinaida's, black slacks with polished black dress shoes.
Zinaida herself wore a purple blouse with a gray pencil skirt and a black jacket that passed her knees just slightly. It was wool with a black silk lining and black rabbit fur on the cuffs and down the neck line.
Her bright red hair was pulled back half way and curled in large loops, ears glittering with diamonds and silver hoops.
As she walked, she wore an undeniable smile. Students stared at her and her entourage as they stopped between the intersection of the front gate, the main building, and the two dorms.
She set her bags down as Jimmy approached quickly, "What the hell are you doing here?"
Chuckling, Zinaida reached into the inner left breast pocket of her jacket, pulling out a paper and handing it to Jimmy, "The Russian here had to move. We traded home fields." she answered, pleasant as always.
"You gave him that knife!" Petey accused, walking forwards and pointing angrily at Zinaida.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." She said evenly, as if she really didn't.
Jimmy sighed and handed her the paper back so she could put it in her pocket again. "Who are they?" he asked, nodding roughly towards the five guys.
Zinaida chuckled, "You know, Jimmy. You would fit the profile if you weren't so short… Kind of." she said oddly before picking up her bags again and stepping around him to head for the Main Building.
Jimmy watched in slight awe as the five guys followed suit, then looked to Petey, "Let's hope Gary doesn't come back as well."
Petey nodded, "You shouldn't say that.. You might jinx it!"
A week later, Zinaida and her men were sitting at a game with the other students, she was laughing and flirting with the five blond guys who would smirk at her in return when Jimmy and Petey walked up to her.
She turned slightly, still smiling, "Yes?"
"Gary…" Jimmy began, "He's back…"
She nodded, "Alright…" not at all surprised.
"You knew, didn't you?" Petey asked.
"Yes." She answered easily.
"Did he…" Petey glanced down, trying to muster up his courage, "Did he send you our skin?"
Zinaida was silent a moment before chuckling and shaking her head, "He took parts of your skin?"
Jimmy frowned deeply and nodded, opening his jacket and button up shirt to show a strangely shaped wound still trying to heal.
She shook her head, "He should leave it to the professionals…" her eyes snapped open and landed on Gary, "Shouldn't you, Gary?"
Petey and Jimmy quickly turned to look as Gary stood there, eyes only for Zinaida, a backpack over his right shoulder and a cooler in his left hand. "I'll get there."
Zinaida nodded, "I would hope so… I'd hate to have to kill you so soon." she laughed.
Jimmy turned to Gary, "You have to leave the premises, Smith."
Gary looked to Jimmy, then Petey who shuddered away from Gary, before chuckling and stepping up to sit next to Zinaida, placing the cooler in her lap. "These are for you."
She raised a brow before opening it and laughing, "You labeled them and everything…"
Gary nodded, "I had to. They all ended up looking the same after a while."
Zinaida shut the cooler and set it by her feet before reaching over and kissing Gary's cheek, "I love my gifts. Thank you."
"Something tells me she's not the flowers kinda girl…" Petey said under his breath to Jimmy.
"Something tells me you're right." Jimmy nodded, then cleared his throat, "Gary? You can't stay here. I'll have to call the authorities."
"Do you really want to anger Gary, Jimmy?" Zinaida asked, looking out over the field to watch the game as if this weren't happening.
"What?" Jimmy asked.
"He cut a piece of your skin free from your body and you want to threaten him with cops… Am I right?" She looked to him, cold eyes chilling Petey and Jimmy's blood.
Jimmy remained silent a moment, then sighed and lead Petey down the bleachers.
Zinaida watched, calculating everything. And, as Gary turned to ask her something, he found this hawk like stare. A look only a true predator could have.
It was strange to see, because back when they were school mates, she was always a happy-go-lucky gal who forgave faster than she got angry, and was a free spirit full of boundless energy…
Now…
Now she was sarcastic, cold, calculating, and above all, a terrifying person to know!
Don't get Gary wrong, he enjoyed Zinaida way back when as he took his pills, but he adored her so much more this way! They could relate so much!
And there were two ways Gary wanted her; To himself, and dead.
Either one worked for him, after all, who needs skin and toes?
Jimmy sat with Petey next to Zoe in the front row, resisting the urge to glance back at Zinaida and Gary.
It scared the hell out of him that two psycho's were now in his town and have a history of it… He knew that they could decimate the town, but hoped to God that they didn't become overly righteous and find even the smallest fault unforgivable.
Yeah, Jimmy remembered the conversation from last time about how she only murders the murderers.
It was like a code or there was some sort of guide book… But he hoped it didn't end up saying "Kill all sinners!"
Zinaida smirked and glanced at Gary, catching his eyes, "So. Are you going to behave now?"
Gary smirked, "I was hoping you could teach me?"
An eyebrow raised surreptitiously on Zinaida. "Teach you?"
He nodded, "I'm pretty good at what I initially do, but with your skills, I will be God-like… Not that I already am not!" he smirked cockily.
"What's to say you won't kill me after I teach you?" she asked knowingly.
"Absolutely nothing." He grinned.
At first, Zinaida's face cracked into a smirk, then a small chuckle which turned into a loud laugh.
Gary smirked, containing the contagious laughter from erupting out of his mouth.
When she calmed down, she smirked at Gary, "It will take a while for you become good enough… It will take a lot of control and patience. Are you up to that?"
Gary thought for half a second before nodding.
"Lovely." She said, and taught him everything he needed over the next four months.
It was at lunch, where three of her clone-like men were in the kitchen, having scared Edna off, leaving two with her, Gary across from her, when Pinky bumped into her clearly on purpose.
"OOPS!" she exclaimed fakely. "I didn't see you there, what ever your name is."
Zinaida chuckled, "Of course you didn't. Your breeding weakens you greatly, it would appear. How unfortunate for you, dear… Perhaps I can cut those eyes out and replace them with something far more useful?"
Gary grinned wickedly and watched as Zinaida slowly looked to Pinky.
"Perhaps I should get started immediately? I suppose a dull plastic knife will work! Or perhaps a plastic spoon to simply scoop out your worthless and ugly eyes?" An evil glint brandished along her face, "Which would you prefer dear? Or would you like to apologize properly?"
Pinky paled quickly before Jimmy rushed up, "She's sorry, alright? You don't need to push people around, Zinaida."
"You are no knight, Jimmy. Leave the heroics to the untainted." she waved him off, "Now if you don't mind, I'm still waiting for an answer."
"No! This is far from over! I'm sick of this bullshit!" Jimmy shouted before Zinaida stood, which made him immediately silent.
She leaned close to him, "You realize that I am far better at what I do than Gary, right? And that policy states since you have been punished with one square of flesh, the next is another square and a pair of toes… You know this, yet you persist to test my patience. And even if you could eradicate myself, there are plenty of others willing to take my place…"
The fear betrayed his glare, "Oh yeah?"
She smirked and glanced around before her eyes settled on Zoe, "Think of your darling Zoe, Jimmy… What would happen to her if you persisted? Would she become added to my collection?" And there… The fear wracked his body and he stepped back. "No. She would not fit in my collection for what I would do to her… And I'm sure Gary is still unrequited?"
Gary could only smirk and bow his head, "Honored."
Jimmy looked down to the side before looking back up at Zinaida, "I will find a way to destroy you."
She chuckled, "I can not die, in theory. Another will take my place." she then grabbed his chin, "A pity you aren't more cooperative… You've such spirit and disturbed thoughts that you would make a fantastic addition to my growing still legion."
Jimmy laughed, "You've only got six men!"
She laughed this time, "That is where you are seriously dead wrong, my dear. My numbers are far greater than you could imagine! These men you always find with me are my apprentices, and each one of my kind have a handful. I keep the smallest amount because I enjoy my apprentices to the fullest before I let them free."
Jimmy watched as she reached out to stroke one of the clone-like men's face lovingly. The man sighed into her hand, allowing a show of just how she preferred her apprentices.
Finally, she looked to Jimmy once again and he scowled, "I won't let you kill any one here."
Zinaida laughed loudly, "My boy, I'm afraid you have no choice in the matter! And I was not going to kill the whore, merely see if my boys wanted her before certain things happened?" with a look to the three in the kitchen, all who twiced over Pinky before shaking their heads, then to the three at her table, who repeated the process.
"She's a whore and has a big mouth. She lacks what you have, Zinaida. She could never quench thirsts of ours like you can!" One of the men in the kitchen declared.
With a small chuckle, Zinaida looked the girl over, before slowly pushing Jimmy out of her way to circle the Pinky, one finger to her lips in thought. "Hmmm… My, my… She's flesh and bone and her blood is by far muddled, I can practically smell the shit within it…" Zinaida plucked at Pinky's clothes, "And such expensive clothing does not befit such blood as hers… How sad." she smirked, pulling back some hair from Pinky's ear to whisper; "To be nothing but garbage. Even I don't find you in any way appealing." her eyes slid to Jimmy's.
Said boy watched in awe and wonder, as Zinaida's eyes stayed on his as she continued to whisper into Pinky's ear, hands soon placed on Pinky's hips to drift up, "Tell me, girl; have you been had before?" Zinaida's hands now on Pinky's shoulder blades.
A large blush covered the girls face, "U-uh…"
Zinaida's hands lightly squeazed Pinky's shoulders in reassurance and seduction before sliding down Pinky's arms, "Don't be frightened when I ask you questions, my dear."
"That's not… What I'm afraid of." Pinky squeaked out, shivering as the frightening girls' hands roamed back up Pinky's arms.
"Oh?" Zinaida whispered again, resting her chin on Pinky's shoulder, right hand sliding along Pinky's collar bone while her left made it's way around Pinky's waist. "Tell me then, what it is exactly you are afraid of when it comes to me?"
Pinky couldn't help the sigh that escaped her lips before she answered, "I'm afraid of how you'll kill me."
Zinaida chuckled into Pinky's exposed neck, still maintaining eye contact with Jimmy who was beginning to really have problems, "I wouldn't dare dirty my instruments with your shit blood, darling, so you've no need to worry about those types of death…" she waited a moment, "So tell me; have you been had before?"
Pinky couldn't possibly get any redder, "N-no."
"No? Hmm… How intriguing. But you have laid your affections upon others, yes?" Zinaida asked.
"Alright! We get it, Zinaida! You're all powerful and a very sexual and frightening person! Let Pinky go now." Jimmy declared angrily, more frustrated than he could stand in public.
Pinky seemed shocked at the outburst, but then shivered as Zinaida chuckled once again on the sensitive flesh of her neck. She had to admit, she'd never been touched like that and it was highly enticing.
"Now, now Jimmy… Wish you were in my stead?" the hand that had been stroking Pinky's collar bone spread along Pinky's neck, causing the poor girl to moan loudly, Pinky's left hand reaching up to grab onto Zinaida's own neck while Pinky's right hand held Zinaida's left around Pinky's waist. "Do you wish you could make a girl shiver like this?" Zinaida turned her head to brush her lips along Pinky's long thin neck, nearly making the girl collapse. "Make her knees weak and body flush with desire…"
Jimmy got goose bumps from the deep sultry tone of Zinaida's voice, "I will not be fooled into being your sex slave, Zinaida."
That drew a throaty laugh before Zinaida's tongue flicked out, dragging along the trail left by her lips before, until her reached Pinky's jaw line, drawing yet another moan from the girl. "I no longer consider that position for you, dear." Zinaida then quickly removed herself from the hazy Pinky, who nearly fell down.
Stepping towards Jimmy, Zinaida smirked darkly, "Face it Jimmy… I'm far better at everything than you are… I'd be a fool to lay my divine affections upon a sniveling shit like you. You simply aren't worth it. Powers be to any woman who can even attempt it."
Jimmy looked hard at Zinaida, debating on how he could win against her. Finding no solution, he nodded, "Fine, you win." he paused then spoke again, pointing at her, "This time."
She grinned, "I see. I look forwards to showing you just how much you can lose, Hopkins." she then looked at her men, "Come along… We have an appointment." and she turned, the men discarding their trays and aprons to quickly get in line, all save for Gary who walked, flaking her right side.
He enjoyed watching her humiliate Jimmy and Pinky. And how she touched Pinky was just… Simply delectable. Zinaida sure knew how to provoke certain traits from people… And better yet, she wasn't even overly inappropriate! Her hands never touched any private parts of Pinky's body. And still, Pinky became putty in Zinaida's hands.
He wished to one day harness that sort of power for himself, but he knew he had a long way to go for that. So far, she had only taught him her basic killing structure and how to do it right and fast. Gary could kill like the woman he'd once loved and now adored to a certain extent, but he couldn't, for the life of him, understand how she could do things like she had done to Pinky without killing the girl then and there.
Zinaida's voice suddenly broke his chain of thought, "Do not assume my display back there to be a weakness. The girl has done nothing to an extent of deserving to die… Just yet… And the way she shivered showed just how experienced she was… The girl has yet to be properly introduced to a bedroom… Perhaps if she behaves, I'll do such introductions…"
"You like little virgin girls, Zina?" Gary smirked.
"Not entirely. I like teaching them what I like, making them beg for my affections. I'll break them in so much that they will always be unsatisfied with others. But nothing will replace my affections for my boys. Nothing." she said, almost challenging Gary.
Gary hadn't had her since he took advantage of her many years ago, and it was almost too painful listening to her with one of the other men. Hey! Gary needed a form of release, too! Oh, God, those nights… She'd get so loud and it would last forever!
He vaguely wondered if all five of them attacked her all at once or if she took them one at a time? The visions were almost frightening to imagine, because she had always been his in his own eyes. She'd said her affections once upon a time…
"I guess times change, huh, Zina?" he asked suddenly, causing her to turn and quirk a brow at him, "I would hope so. Change is always exciting. But not always the good sort of exciting."
He agreed and nodded to show it, "What about the change between us?"
She pursed her lips, "You changed, which made me change, so I guess you could say we changed together, in a sense…" then something dawned on her, "But I will never let you into my bed again, Gary."
Gary watched as she turned and continued on, the clone-like men following shortly.
He clasped his hands behind his back with a small smirk, "We'll see about that, Zinaida…"
Seriously... I'm rather curious as to how far you all would like me to go? Toss me an idea or two. I enjoy Zinaida... She's a force to be reconed with a such a sexual character that I've never explored before. So, please. Drop me a review or a Private Message. HELL! Bash me if yuh want! I don't mind. ^^ - Scitah