Lights dimmed. The room is dark with secrecy and an unbound energy which seeps under sweat slicked skin.
Fragranced smoke rolled across the floor, spilling over the lip of the stage, reaching out, wrapping, encircling and coiling around customer's feet.
Three cages with golden bars are lowered towards the empty stage, entrapping a lithe figure in each one. Low howls full of desire to be set free drift from within the confines of the bars into the silent room.
Flashing golden eyes peer wolfishly out of the cages as the figures press their bodies against the bars, searching for something delectable to prey on.
They are shadows. The darkness defines their curvaceous bodies.
All three figures are desirable, but the one in the centre cage is the most desirable, driving sane men over the edge of the pit of insanity just to get a glimpse of her face or cop a feel of her luscious body.
Customers perch on the edge of their seats in anticipation. This is the part of the evening they have been waiting for all night.
A lustful song begins to pulse throughout the silent club and the cage doors swing open with a lazy silence. The creatures waste no time removing themselves from the confines of the entrapment, slinking into the darkness of the shadows.
Hearts race. Blood pounds through veins as customers try to catch a wistful glimpse of these exotic creatures of the night. But they see nothing.
They might hear the silken rustle of clothing against fur over the pulsing noise of the music or catch a sniff of intoxicating and alluring scent, but they still do not see the creatures hiding within the shadows.
They can only pray that they will fall as prey to the wolves of the night.
XxX
Smoke parted for my silent, heeled feet.
My eyes searched the darkness for my prey. So far, the pickings tonight were disappointing. That's what I thought until an attractive group of men who were crowded around a table caught my eye. I tilted my head in interest and sauntered my way to the table at the very back of the club. Upon reaching the group of men, I decided on my prey. I smoothly slid into the lap of an unsuspecting platinum haired man. His body tensed up instantly at the sudden touch and a gasp of surprise passed over his lips. I knew I had chosen well. The man was even more attractive up close. His chest was bare, his shirt lost somewhere within the shadowy depths of the club. I placed my hands on the well-sculpted flesh of his torso. He jerked at the coolness of my hands, hard worked muscle rippling under my inquisitive fingers. I leaned in, my soft white curled hair lightly brushing his cheek.
"Hey there, pretty boy." I purred into his ear.
His body relaxed and he gave a single cruel laugh that sent tingles of want down my spine.
"Hey there, sexy bitch." He replied his voice attractive yet full of cockiness.
A seductive smile seized my lips and a quiet laugh slipped from my lips. I leaned back, my gold eyes flashing in amusement. I lazily flicked my leg up onto his shoulder, giving him a tantalising glimpse of my tanned inner thigh. I pressed my barely clothed busty chest against his bare one, putting pressure onto his hardening manhood. The customer elicited a low growl-like groan of pleasure. The group behind him, not quite able to see, gave calls of encouragement.
"Pass her my way when you're done Hidan, un!"
I dipped my hand past the waistband of the man's pants, rubbing his manhood, earning me another animal like groan.
"Good pretty boy?" I purred seductively licking my lips
"Fu-ah-cking good b-ahh-itch." He panted, his head lolling back.
The man grasped my waist, squeezing it hard. I could feel his fingers bruising my flesh. I leaned into the exposed soft porcelain flesh of the man's neck and nipped at it, my tongue gliding over the freshly dented skin.
Suddenly without warning, the room flared into light, chasing away the shadows, revealing my co-workers busy entertaining other flustered customers. The other men at the table gasped as the light revealed my identity. I was no longer a shadow nor a creature of the night. Just one of decadence and pleasure.
"Oh man Hidan, you hit the jackpot, un!" a blonde teenager/young man sitting next in the next chair called.
"Trust Hidan to get the sexist girl in the entire club." A strangely blue man grumbled staring into his empty lap.
My tongue snaked back into my mouth and the platinum haired man grunted at the loss of contact. I turned my head to the stage where The Ring Master occupied the stage. In his right hand he brandished a microphone in a showy manner.
"Alright gentlemen! It's time for my sexy wolves to serve some drinks!" he announced to the crowded club. "You want to see more of these beautiful creatures, come buy a drink and they will personally serve you!"
The club erupted into calls and cheers of excitement and customers scrambled to their feet to be the first to the bar. I rolled my eyes skyward and I grumbled under my breath.
I hadn't quite been finished with this customer. I whipped my hand from the customer's pants and replaced it with a red card with a white wolf's head on it. He looked at me in question as he pulled his head forward, his hair in a mess. I gave him a wink as I extracted myself from his lap and sauntered towards the bar, men grabbing at my ass as I passed. But none of their touches made me as excited as the thought of the platinum haired man's hands on my waist. I played along with the men, tutting at them and flicking my wolf tail at them. I sidled behind the bar and felt the group's eyes on me. I had an inkling that I would be returning to entertain that group of men in no time.
I was not wrong.
XxX
The atmosphere was buzzing with unbound energy in the wolf's dressing room as the night's events were vividly described and shared.
"Solaris! Oh my god! You had that table of men in the palm of your hand tonight! How the hell do you do that?!" Lilia shrieked at me from across the room.
I smiled sweetly at her as I pulled on my form hugging black jeans.
"They were just like putty in my hands." I replied with a laugh.
"Did you get any of that tables numbers? Those guys were totally hot!" Paxili squealed wiping her carefully applied makeup away.
I pulled on my large lacy bra.
"Paxili, you know I don't collect numbers from customers." I said tutting at her. "Why don't you get it next time they come in?"
I shrugged into a loose fitting white stylish blouse. A wolf was emblazoned in a soft red across the back.
"Solaris! You're the prettiest one in the whole company! You'd be able to get their numbers just like that!" she said clicking her fingers for emphasis.
"Oh don't flatter me you two." I laughed slipping my feet into my heeled ankle boots. "You'll give me a big ego!"
I shimmed into my favourite leather jacket and grabbed up my small satchel bag.
"Okay girls, I'm off now. Take care and see you tomorrow night." I said wagging my tail as I opened the door to head out.
"Take care Solaris!" they chimed as I stepped out. "We love you!"
"Love you guys too." I called back, shutting the door with a muted click.
I walked towards the backdoor exit, hearing The Ring Master ushering men out of the club.
"No, you can't see her. My pet needs a rest. Come back tomorrow." He said to a protesting customer.
I smiled and slipped outside into the side street, the cool night air caressing my skin. Neon lights advertised the club in a multitude of bright colours, throwing their lights far into the darkness beyond. The stars above in the bright night sky threw their own lights back. I fished through my bag for my Ipod and my custom made headphones (made specially for my unique wolf ears) and placed them in my ears. Music pumped through my headphones into my ears. Jamming my hands into the pockets of my jacket I headed for the shortcut through the back alleyway to my apartment. I checked my watch and realised how late it was so I picked up the pace and hurried homeward.
However, I was not alone.
I walked few more steps, confirming that indeed I was being followed.
With a sigh of reluctance I turned to face my followers, I pulled one of the headphones from my ear and swung it lazily in a circle.
I was not at all surprised to see the platinum haired man from the club behind me with one of the other men. My heart skipped a beat in excitement but I kept my calm.
"What's up, pretty boy?" I called. "If you want me to do anything for you, why don't you come back tomorrow night? I'll still be there."
This wasn't the first time a customer had followed me halfway home so I wasn't particularly fussed. I was still wary though.
"Well actually, what I want can't really fucking wait." He said stepping closer, his eyes raking over my body.
I started to feel uncomfortable at what he was hinting at.
"Sorry pretty boy, I don't do that sort of thing…" I said letting my eyes drift towards the other man who was holding a coat of black and red.
I instantly recognized the red cloud pattern on the coat.
Akatsuki.
I recoiled away in shock and a tiny amount of horror. I'd just spent the night entertaining the infamous band of criminals. The criminal latched onto my arm, squeezing hard.
"What do you want from me Akatsuki scum?" I growled.
"Hm? Oh wow. You're fucking hot when you're angry too." The criminal crooned as he leaned in, yanking out my other headphone. "We just want you to come with us peacefully. I don't really want to spoil my night with a fight with a dancer."
I furrowed my brow.
"Sorry to spoil your night pretty boy, but I'm not going anywhere without a fight!" I howled as my body convulsed.
The man smirked, dropping my arm rather quickly stepping back.
"Oh, what a shame."
My ribcage exploded outwards with a loud splintering noise, making room for my expanding heart and lungs. My skull shattered and reformed into a flatter wolf's skin. My teeth stretched and split the gum as they moved into position into my newly formed muzzle. Blood dribbled over the lip of my jaw. My ears found the correct placement on my skull and my eyes dimmed as everything faded into grey as I lost the ability to see colour. My spine lengthened, twisted and untwisted, as I grew taller, levelling with the platinum haired criminal. Beautiful golden white fur flecked with black sprouted from my skin, covering every inch of my body. My nails lengthened into wicked looking claws and muscles rippled under my skin as it grew from nothingness, bulking my body out. My clothing, shredding in the process of the transformation, fell to the floor forgotten. Hot vapour tumbled from my mouth as I panted, my golden eyes fixing the criminal with a killer look.
"Holy fucking shit!" he cried, his body trembling in visible excitement.
He whipped a small black pipe from a pocket and with a deft flick of his wrist it expanded out into a long sharp pointed weapon. He pointed it at me, his hand quaking.
"Bitch! You're coming home with us! Whether you fucking like it or not!" he said laughing manically. I flexed my claws and leapt at the man, closing the distance between us in a single bound. I swung my claws at him in an arc and they sunk deep into his left shoulder, meeting resistance as they bit into the bone. The man did not give a howl of pain like I though he would, but instead gave a growl of pleasure at the pain. His eyes flashed manically and he slashed his weapon at me. I yanked my claws from his shoulder as I leapt back trying to avoid his weapon and they came loose with a gruesome noise, his red blood flicking over his shoulder and up the length of my arm. The tip of his weapon struck my cheek, just below my eye, drawing my own red sweet liquid. I winced at the pain, feeling the blood running through my fur. I watched warily as he licked my blood from the tip of the weapon with his tongue in a way that made me feel hot. He drew a strange symbol on the ground with his foot in his own blood that had puddled as the base of his feet. I blinked in shock and in somewhat terror as his skin blackened with white markings that mapped out his bones.
"Fucking bitch!" he laughed. "You're mine now! There's no fucking escape for you!"
I tossed my head in fear. I wasn't prepared to fight the man now that he seemed so sure of his victory. I calculated that I could probably out run the criminal so I decided that running was my best option.
After all, didn't they say that the defence was always the best offence?
I turned my back on the man and dashed into a loping run, leaving my discarded items on the ground.
"Oi! Where do you think you're going bitch?!" he howled. I turned my head to look at him to see him plunging his weapon into his own right thigh savagely.
Tremendously excruciatingly pain lanced through my right thigh and blood exploded from a wound that appeared from nowhere. It was as if I was the one who had been stabbed, not him. I howled out in pain, struggling to stay on my feet. I turned my head back and started running again, limping through the pain, gritting my teeth.
"You're not going anywhere girl." A deep and masculine voice sounded from close behind me.
Thick black threads of some sort shot out and wrapped tightly around my ankles. So tight that they split the skin, sending up a spray of blood. I crashed to the ground, skidding across the uneven surface, bits of stone embedding themselves in my fleshy shoulder. I whimpered at the pain.
"Quick! Bind her up tightly Kakuzu! I don't want her fucking escaping!"
The threads wound themselves around my body tightly, leaving me unable to move an inch, my arms stretched out in front of me, overlapping each other. The tan man holding the coat bent over me, holding a suspicious looking syringe.
"Here will do." He muttered ramming the needle into my lower back.
I jolted, struggling against the tight threads as a fiery pain burned through my veins.
A pained scream erupted from my shrinking jaw as my body was forced against my will to change back, leaving me naked, bloodied and bound up in the middle of the alleyway. The platinum haired criminal wandered over, emitting a wolf whistle. His skin was once normal again. He crouched down in front of me, his right thigh spilling blood.
"Damn, that's a fucking good sight." He commented slamming a small pike through the centre of my hands, pinning them together.
I opened my mouth, not being able to find the strength to scream, gasping for breath against the overwhelming feeling of pain. Tears sprung to the corners of my eyes and leaked into the wound below my eye. A trickle of blood spilled forth over my lower lip. My chin was seized by the magenta eyed man and he wrentched it up to so that I was looking directly at him. He smirked upon seeing my pained face. My fingers twitched faintly.
"How does it feel? Does it feel good?" he asked sadistically.
"It hurts." I whimpered softly, my breath ghosting over my lips.
"Hm? What was that? I didn't fucking hear you!" he cried excitedly jerking the pike in my hand around violently.
"It hurts!" I screamed.
Blood pooled at the base of the pike before spilling out across my hands.
"What do you even want from me? I'm not a jinchuriki or anything special." I said hiccupping a sob of pain.
The Akatsuki member studied my pain-streaked face and gave a bored smile.
"Well, a certain Leader absolutely destroyed out last maid so we were forced to find a new one. Luckily for you, you caught our eye and we decided that you would be a desirable maid to hire."
"This is kidnapping not hiring!" I cried.
The man shrugged lazily.
"Kidnapping, hiring, same thing." He said with a laugh. "This is how we hire all our fucking maids."
I shivered, mostly because of the cold night air, but also because I realised I could be hurt (or killed) at the hands of these criminals. The faint echoing noise of a car engine ignited a glimmer of hope within my breast but was dashed away in an instant.
"Our ride is here Hidan. Let's go, you know Sasori does not liked to be kept waiting." The tan man said hefting me up onto his shoulder with ease.
The hated red-clouded patterned cloak was thrown roughly over my body, providing me some protection from the cold biting air. I realised that as the sleek, expensive looking car came into view that we would have to traverse past the club whose lights were still on dimly. As we drew nearer, I opened my mouth to scream for help but the man carrying me seemed to guess my intentions before I could put them into action. A large mass of his threads found their way into my mouth, both gagging me and preventing me from shouting out. I made a noise of disgust as the threads writhed and explored the inside of my mouth. A car door opened and I was tossed carelessly onto the backseat, the tan man sliding right in next to me to make room for the other member, squishing me right up against the door. The person in the front passenger seat craned his head around to throw a smile at me. It turned out to be the blonde man. I threw him a glare back and averted my gaze out the window. The open car door shut with a desolate noise and the car revved as it pulled out onto the empty midnight road. The bright neon lights of the club personifying my old life faded away into nothingness, swallowed up by the blackness of the all-consuming night. I grumbled silently to myself.
Nothing good ever came from Mondays…
First chapter of my first fanfic! I hope it was okay and not too long.
Please advise me on whether I should do a second chapter!
Thanks for reading guys and if you would be so kind as to review it for me I would appreciate it very much.
Love LunaFaustus :)
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