"You know I wont hurt you, that is as long as your obedient of course. You are my property, and I take very good care of my things. You have nothing to fear my sweet."
His words are spoken gently but I don't miss the hint of malice lacing itself within…
Three shadowed figures glided swiftly and silently down the narrow alleyway. The only light came from the moon and a soft red glow shinning from a small window on a far metal door. The first figure lowered his hood, to reveal his long white hair and porcelain skinned faced. His black eyes found a golden button next to said door, that when he pushed, it buzzed and unlocked with a loud click. The other two men dropped their hoods and followed him inside, but before the last man submerged himself completely he gave a brief nod down the alley signaling to others that could not be seen by normal eyes.
Once on the other side the low candle lights revealed the three men for the beautifully sculpted creatures that they were. The tallest looked the youngest in appearance but his wavy black hair framed an emotionless, bored and worn face.
"Marcus."
The first man that went through the door addressed him with a sharp hiss.
"Yes, Caius."
Marcuses voice seemed unbothered by the harshness in the other mans tone, but in his eyes you could see the slight indication of annoyance.
"Please inform the lady of our purpose here. I need to speak with Aro"
Caius motioned to a woman behind a desk whose face seemed stressed and tired but covered up well in makeup. She stood and walked around to the front showing off her skin tight dress and brightly colored stilettos.
"Buonasera signori. Desidera?"
The lady's American accent was obvious through her attempt to speak Italian. Marcus grabbed her hand giving it a light kiss and informed her of his knowledge of English and that if she were more comfortable speaking in her native tongue to please do so. She seems relived and they continued to extend pleasantries. A few moments later she excused herself and told Marcus she would return shortly with her boss. Marcus made his way over back to his brothers and waited patiently with them.
"Ahhh, welcome my friends to my humble palace."
An average height yet strong built man made his way over to the three men and shook each of their hands. He had tan skin and his face was hidden beneath a perfectly shaped beard. Grey eyes glistened with power and he held a smile that seemed anything but trusting. He was followed by the lady from earlier and two men that looked like guards.
"You have already met my darling Shanice."
The man motioned to the lady grabbing her roughly by the waist and kissing her cheek. He held on to her possessivley as he continued to speak.
"I'm Jerome, the one you have been in contact with and I can not wait to show you the rest of my jewels. So if you will, follow me gentlemen."
He turned around pushing Shanice to the side and walked back into the room from which he came. Shanice stayed behind and the three brothers followed him, the two guards trailing behind.
As they rounded the corner they came upon a wide open space. It looked like and old factory with wall to wall concrete, a tall beamed ceiling, and somewhat damp floors. Situated in the middle was a line of women all on their knees with four men situated behind them. The girls remained motionless, the only proof of life being the slight rise and fall of their breathes and a few trembles surely a result from the cold as they all wore nothing but undergarments.
Jerome went to the center of the room and held out his arms as if he was a ring leader and this was his circus.
"Well here they are my friends. The finest ones I could find. Take a look around, let me know if you want any samples."
The smirk he gave would send shivers down any humans spine, but the three men are not human and this poor excuse for a man doesn't frighten them in the slightest.
Aro took a few steps closer and signaled for a a blonde girl to rise. She obeyed and stood eyes cast downwards. He briefly brushed her hand and excused her back to the line. He repeated this with a few others as Marcus and Caius just watched. As Aro went to signal for another woman to stand a piercing scream echoed through the room.
All the girls kept their eyes down but a few flinched at the loud noise. The men in the room looked over towards the back garage door where a young girl was being dragged by her hair by a tall harsh man. One of the guards rushed over to help, and after Jerome cleared his throat, he turned towards the brothers.
"My apologies, you see this is our training facility of sorts, and that girl arrived only a few hours ago. They always give us difficulties but she seems to be quiet the, ehhh how would you say, eccentric one, if you know what I mean."
His laugh boomed through the room as the screams from the young girl continued now muffled by a hand covering her mouth. Jerome spoke again directing the brothers attention to the girls in front of them.
"Do you see anything of your liking."
Aro glanced down the line of girls and as he did Marcus walked over to his side and brushed his fingertips onto Aros hand, passing on his thoughts. Aro looked into his brothers eyes and then looked back at the young girl now being fully restrained on the floor as a guard inserted a needle into her upper leg.
"I would like to take a look at her"
Aro said, signaling to the girl in the corner. Jerome narrowed his eyes and responded with his grimy smile.
"She hasn't even been warmed up yet, she is merely a pup and has no respect or experience. Surely you want one of these well practiced ladies."
Aro stepped toward the man.
"No, as beautiful as all your jewels are, I would much prefer to have an uncut one. Now please, let me examine her."
And with that the three brothers walked over to the girl restrained on the floor, Aro crouched down brushing her dark curls from her bruised and cut, tear smeared face and looked into her glazed over green eyes.
"Do not worry piccola, you will be safe. For now."
The girls vision went black and within a few seconds the room was filled with chaos as a dark smoke entered the room and surrounded the line of girls while each man was slaughtered one by one.
