This is purely a fun story, involving all the Lords of the Underworld. This is for my friends! Hope you enjoy reading it as much as we loved coming up with the idea!

Parings:

Maddox: Taylor (she has the most curves, think jennifer lawrence- but with green eyes. she doesn't have a tattoo!)

Reyes: Mallory (she's very tall and skinny, sort of like Kira, just taller- think emma roberts- with lighter brown hair. No tattoo...)

Lucien: Kenna (think a curvier Emma stone, with redder hair and blue eyes! she has her lip pierced and a tattoo of a ballet shoe on the back of her neck, right behind her ear.)

Gideon: Kira (think a shorter kendall jenner, with a tattoo that starts at her shoulder and ends on her wrist. Tattooed on the inside of her wrist is the saying 'to part is to die' -like Gideon's- she thought it was cool and got it tattooed right away.)

Paris: Morgen (think a curvier, younger christina applegate, she has one tattoo- of a music note on the back of her neck.)

Each pair will have it's own tribulations that they must go through. Seeing as Reyes's gal is supposed to be the All seeing eye; Mallory will replace Danika in that respect. You'll see how the girls get to Budapest and meet the guys. It will be interesting! Don't worry! Oh and each couple will have their own song...more on that later!

This one is kind of centralized around Kira, part two will be about taylor and so on...


Chapter One: Budapest Here We Come!

Five girls sat in the largest airport in Budapest. Budapest Airport was bustling with travelers, each wary from travel and exhausted of airport music. "This music sucks." Kira grumbled aloud. Although she was the shortest of the group, she was definitely more outspoken and outgoing. She had a sarcastic sense of humor most found quite, well, annoying. She was always saying something funny. She barely stood over five-foot-four, with long, curly brown hair and dark brown eyes. She was the smallest of the group, skinny and lean from years of soccer. Her friends thought it was her eyes that defined her dark beauty, but it was her tattoos that made her dark. She had a full sleeve, covering her shoulder to her wrist. She had seen the picture in a Greek mythology book, deciding it was good enough, she went and had it tattooed the next day. Today she wore dark skinny jeans with dark black riding boots, a simple white tank-top and a opague pink colored lace coverlet. It was easy for her to look put together. The thing that got on Kira's nerves the fastest? When she was dirty, or looked gross. She always had to look perfect.

"Yeah, that's why they invented IPods." Kenna said, pushing Kira's arm. Kenna was different from Kira in many ways. They were total opposites. Kenna was tall and curvy, making her a male's best desire. She was strong too, from years of dance. Kenna stood at a whopping five-foot-eleven with fiery red hair and bright ice-blue eyes. Today she wore a pair of light-boot cut jeans, a tiered blue top, and white gladiator sandals. She looked more like a Grecian goddess than any human. She hated flying, and even though they were finally taking a trip to Budapest, she was afraid the plane would crash.

"I know..." Kira mumbled again, trying to look for her IPod, that somehow disappeared into her coach purse. "Mallory, did you see my IPod when you got the gum?" Kira asked frantically searching through her purse. She looked up at Mallory, who was much like her, tall and lean. But Mallory had this naturally creamy skin, so different from Kira's tanned skin. Mallory had long light-brown hair, that cascaded into curls down to her shoulders. Her brown-green eyes narrowed onto the smaller girl. Mallory was wearing a light blue sweatshirt and dark grey skinny jeans, which tucked into black uggs. How she loved her uggs!

"No...ask Morgen. I thought she was listening to it?" Morgen looked up from the book she was emerged in. Morgen loved music, so she had to have seen an IPod somewhere...right? Morgen only shook her head, blonde curls swaying back and forth. Her blue eyes were framed in many lashes, giving her a baby-doll look.

"Nuh uh. Haven't seen it, sorry Kir." She replied, looking back down to her book. Today Morgen was wearing a simple black sweater that read 'Pink' across the back in bright purple, with white dots in the lettering. Her pants were dark and just as skinny as Kira's were, except she was curvier, too curvy to pull it off. She never wore much make-up, always deciding to be different from her friends, natural...

"I've got it!" Taylor piped in instantly involving herself in the conversation. "I had to walk around the airport...I got bored." She mouthed sorry to Kira as she handed back the missing (now found) IPod. Kira said a small thanks and plugged herself into her music. Taylor was just as tall as Kenna was, but her hair was a auburn brown, that landed right at the base of her neck. She was always flipping it one way or another on her head. Her green eyes were amazing, definitely giving her a innocent, baby-eyed look. It was no surprise that she had lined her lashes with eye-liner and mascara, playing up on her features. She wore a pink, simple baby-doll dress and white sandals, donning a light jean jacket for the cold night.

The five girls had been waiting for over an hour for the driver to show up. He was late and all the girls were growing irritated. Not only had they been traveling for over fourteen hours, they were hungry and desperately wanted a soft bed to lay on. "This seriously sucks." Kenna said sighing to herself. Everyone felt the same frustrations.

"Tell me about it." Mallory said crossing her arms over her chest. "I think we should just walk."

"I agree..." Kira said, pulling the ear plugs from her ears. "It's past eleven-thirty...they will give away our rooms if we aren't there by twelve." She reminded them. She had booked this whole trip, seeing as her dad was one of the wealthiest fisherman in the north eastern united states. She had money to blow, and she knew it.

"Alright, it's settled, we're walking." Kenna said, grabbing her bag and standing up. "Let's get this shindig on the freakin' road, yeah?" Taylor laughed, her voice soft and melodic.

"Yeah." Taylor said between giggles. Morgen merely rolled her eyes. She wasn't thrilled to be hauled across the world for fourteen hours, and having no sleep!


It didn't take the five girls very long to find their hotel. The Four Seasons at Gresham Palace was waiting for them, beds soft as feathers welcomed the girls to sleep. "Reservations for Lancaster." Kira said, not bothering to look up from her Iphone. The bell-boy eyed her warily, and nodded. Kenna noted he had a weird tattoo, that looked like an infinity sign on his right wrist.

"Nice tat." She pointed to it. He merely nodded, saying nothing more about it. "Ohhkaay." Kenna said, drawing out the word sarcastically.

"Rooms 304, 305, and 306. Take the elevator to the 3rd floor and turn directly to the right. Each room is right next to each other." The bell-boy said in one breath. Kira laughed at him.

"Say that five times fast." This time Kennna and Mallory joined in. "Let's go." Kira said between giggles. The five girls found their rooms respectively. Taylor and Morgen were to share a room, Kenna and Mallory to share the next, and Kira was given her own room. No one complained, seeing as her room was only one bedroom, a small bathroom.

"I think we should go to a bar." Mallory said, bounding through the room.

"Sure, I'd be down." Kira said, unpacking her clothes and putting them into the dresser.

"Jeez, Kir, think you brought enough clothes." Kenna breezed past the door, and hopped up on Kira's bed.

"No! not enough...we're here for a week and a half." Was all she said in defense. Kenna knew that Kira didn't wear the same clothes twice, well not usually.

"So what bar should we go to?" Mallory asked, sitting next to Kenna on the bed. Kenna merely shrugged her shoulders. She had never been out of the country, let alone to Budapest. How would she know where to go?

"I think we should see about Cor-iven-teto club?" Taylor said, looking down at a map. Morgen stood silently right behind her, always listening and observing.

"The Coriventeto club?" Kira asked, pronouncing the word impeccably. Taylor nodded, her auburn hair was now pulled back behind her ears. "That's a good one..." Kira said, surprising half the group. Only Mallory knew that Kira drank sometimes.

"Sweet! should we dress up?" Kenna asked, excited.

"Sure, why not." Taylor replied. Taylor always loved to dress up...she thought it was like being a barbie doll. Kira decided to wear a white and ivory laced baby doll dress with a light pink bow, cinching her waist and making her look delicate then ever before. The dress landed right above mid-thigh, and she wore ivory colored pep-toed heels to match. Her hair was long and straight. She applied more make up, for an 'evening look'.

Kenna wore a long blue and white halter dress, pulling her hair back into a bun ontop of her head. It made it look like she was a ballerina. Her shoes were flat, so not to make herself taller. Taylor on the other hand, wore a light green dress, which brought out her eyes, and dark sparkly high-heeled shoes.

Morgen wore a long, yellow gown. She looked like she was part of the sun. Mallory, wore a simple chiffon dress and a black sparkly, cardigan to keep her modest. Her shoes were just as sparkly as Taylor's were, making them match (in a good way).

"Ready to go gals?" Kira said cheerfully. Her tattoo was in full view, making her contrast the way she dressed. Kira was full of contradictions. The other girls nodded in excitement. They walked to the bar in no time, seeing as it was only around the corner from their hotel. The night was warmer than usual, making the sky and air filled with a summer night's excitement. The girls heard laughs and cheers from inside the bar.

As usual, Kira was the first to enter. Everyone seemed to stare at her, and her tattoo more closely. A band was playing guitar in the corner of the room, singing softly, the man's voice sounded like sex to Morgen's ears. "I'm going to get a drink!" Kira cheered, walking over to the bar. Kenna wondered where she kept all her stuff, like her phone and money, because she no longer carried her purse. She watched as five guys entered the bar. Each one larger than the last. The music began to sped up, making her breathe harder.

One of the five men turned to gaze at her. His face was gnarled and mangled with scars. He was mysterious, and Kenna wanted to know the darkest of his secrets, just by the way he looked at her. His eyes were dark and revealed little to her. She could usually read people with the emotions that played within their eyes, but this man, tall and dark as he is, was unreadable.

"Look at them...dayummm." Mallory said whistling low in her throat. "You think they are like part of a gang or something?" She asked eyeing one of them seductively. They seemed to pay little mind to those around them, keeping to themselves.

"Hardly, Mal." Taylor said, looking at one of them. He seemed to be the saddest, his face downcast and his lips down-turned. "He's Delicious!" Taylor laughed a throaty laugh, making all the men look in her direction. Mallory stared into the cold eyes of the man she thought she could worship. He was tall and strong, much like the man Kenna had her eye on, but he was wider, like a solider.

Kira was still at the bar, completely oblivious to the man with blue hair and piercings staring at her butt. He thought he was being coy, but Kenna knew better. Another man walked up to the bar, where Kira stood waiting for her drink, and snaked his arm around her waist. Kenna saw her small arm push his body away, waiting for the onslaught of words to fall from her small mouth.

"You ass! watch where you put that arm before you loose it." She warned, glancing to the arm in suspect, and back to his face. The man merely laughed, walking off in the other direction. The band was in the middle of their song now, the music picking up to a faster pace, where the singer had to almost scream the words. Kira finally got her drink, and sauntered her way across the bar, earning the gaze from the man with blue hair again.

If everyone knew Kira, she wasn't afraid to talk to anyone, so it was only a matter of time before the man was awarded with her conversation and Kenna knew it. "Did you see them." Taylor asked Kira once she reached their table. Her drink, which was rum and coke, grew condensation on the sides of the cup, making Kira wipe it off with a napkin.

"See who bumpkin'?" Kira asked, southern accent and all.

"The group of juicy men." Mallory replied, unable to take her eyes off the strong one.

"With the blue hair?" Kira asked, her voice soft and curious. "I saw him staring..." Her cheeks grew red.

"Go talk to him!" Kenna urged, pushing her arm again. "He's cute...seriously, go!" She ordered. Kira took a long sip of her drink, gaining confidence, and walked over to the group of men. The blue-haired man looked up instantly, his eyes looked worried and nervous when he saw her approaching. But before Kira could reach the men, the man from the bar snagged her again. Kenna saw the anger in the blue-haired man's eyes, but what shocked her was the sound that came from his throat.

Without hesitation, he hopped up, off the chair and jumped over the table. He knocked the man to the floor, easily, mumbled something under his breath and then stared at Kira, with hard, hungry eyes.