Ughh... Weeeelll, I have nothing to say yet... other than that I'm sorry its so short and Akaito has issues. Major issues.

Ugh, I am going to get a headache soon. The four stupid vampires that wandered into our lair will soon be dead though, that will be one less hindrance. If anyone does come asking what happened to them I can just say they got lost and our guards saw them and reacted without thinking. Recently I have given all guards orders to kill vampires on sight, but only I know of the wrong instructions I gave them to get back to their quarters. They will walk straight into the most highly guarded place here. The cells.

I would much rather kill them myself, especially that idiotic blue-headed one. He REALLY pisses me off. Kind of reminds me of Katsu, ignorant, oblivious. I ripped his head off, and then I fed his blood to the slaves. It was the best contribution he has ever given our pack.

I sighed, the group of my subjects stared up at me, fear in their eyes. Probably because of the rumors that are flying around about me, most likely caused by the whole ripping off of my fathers head incident, and of course the arranged marriage incident... I smirked. Everyone took small steps, pretending to shift feet but really trying to get as far away from me as possible without me noticing and getting angry. Obviously, I do notice. I'm not stupid like them.

Slam

I glanced up as a figure slammed open the large double door at the back of the hall and ran up the long crimson carpet that ran straight through the centre of the room. At once I saw a flash of red from the eyes through the grimy face, and there was the smell that was wafting off of it. Vampires generally have a barely noticeable smell, even to canine noses, but our slaves have the tinge of blood and other residue that builds up in their cells. I hate almost that smell, just as I hate everything else about them.

"The vampires are escaping!" He yelled out, the court gasped and started towards the doors. I stopped them with a simple grumble.

"Why should I believe you?"

"You can believe me if you want, but if they all escape it's your fault." He pointed accusingly at me, "If they're still in their cells then you have every right to kill me as painfully as you want." He glared at me. I sighed and waved for everyone to go. They sprinted out and down the hall in the direction of the cells. The vampire bored up at me through his shaggy bangs.

"If everyone is escaping, why don't you try escaping with them?" I asked.

"Why should I? They don't like me, I don't like them." He growled. I smirked.

"I don't like them but I don't like you either. Traitorous vampires are of no use to me." I laughed, waving my hand. A woman's chuckle made the dark-purple haired man jerk his head, the reaction was slow and by the time he realized what was happening she was at his throat. He long silvery hair sweeping across the floor and swaying ghostishly as if in a non-existent breeze.

"Hello, what's your name?" She giggled, her clawed fingers gripping at his throat. He started choking, clawing at her hands, trying to break free. She loosened her grip.

"Akaitooo, he is feisty, and maybe he could learn to be loyal to the werewolves. Can I keep him?" She asked hopefully. I sighed, she was always like this. But I guess with the way she treats her personal servants he will last only about a week. He might last longer though; he seems like the kind of person that would fight to survive.

"Fine." I sighed.

"Yay!" She squealed, releasing the purple-haired man, he fell down coughing. Blood. He is weak, might only last a few days. "Sooo ..." she drawled, "What IS your name?" her crimson eyes sparkled as she stared down at her new servant, he started to stand up.

"You aren't worthy of knowing." He coughed. Her eyes went cold and she kicked him back to the ground.

"First thing's first. I'm going to have to teach you some respect." she kicked him onto his back, stepping on his throat with her heel so he couldn't breathe. "Soo, what's your name?" sheasked sweetly, leaning over so her face was above his. He choked. Smirking she leaned back onto her other foot so he could talk.

"Bitch." he hissed, half choking on his words. She leaned back on his throat. She reached into her pocket and pulling out a metal tag. Clamping it on his ear and there was a chink as it pierced his ear and locked together.

"Okay, here's the thing. This will come off of you for one of two reasons. One- you will start listening to me and answering my questions and obeying my every whim without questions or smart-ass remarks. Two- you die." she leaned hard on his throat. "It's your choice." she hissed, her silver hair sweeping across his face, she stepped off of him.

"What the hell! You ass-hole, what is an earring going to do to me? You think you're tough? You wouldn't be so full of yourself if pretty-ass do-nothing wasn't there behind you ready to send the entire court on me if I attack anyone!" he spit. She smirked evilly, pressing a button on the back of her glove. He lurched forward, coughing again.

"Listening now?"

"A small shock isn't going too do anything!" he hissed angrily. She slid her finger along her glove, lighting up sections. She pressed the button again and there was a zapping sound. The man lurched again, his eyes popping open. He started coughing blood again. She sighed and yanked him off the ground.

"I think you've got the idea now." She smirked, dragging him across the hall towards the shadows, lecturing him about all the cuts and gashes that were covering him. They seemed to fade into the darkness, but I knew that they had just entered one of the secret passages that run throughout this facility for her.

Sighing, I stood up. I guess I have to check out the prisoner escape situation. Even if they aren't all escaping, which means I get to kill that man, I can at least make sure the four most pesky of them are dead.

Damn. I was right, a bit more stress and I have a headache. They all escaped. A lot of the courtiers that ran to stop them were slaughtered. I guess years of abuse really get some people pissed off at you. When I arrived everyone fled in fear, but even I'm not stupid enough to blame them. It's my fault; I should have killed Rin when she arrived. It was almost like she was someone from a dream that I couldn't quite remember. But now I get it.

"Moooommm." I cried. She focuses on these kinds of things, hunting down and killing. Or at least capturing. Mainly killing.

"Honey? You haven't called me that for ages, sucking up are we?" She chuckled.

"Do you remember what the escapee looked like?" I asked.

"Yep, blonde, skinny, short jawbones, came in around the 1800s, snappy. Not worth my time hunting her."

"Now she's worth your time, along with the other three of our guests."

"Ooooh, I did like that blue-haired one! He was adorable! Maybe we can catch him and keep him? He was new wasn't he?"

"Ugh, yes, you can keep him."

"Wheee! Okay then, come on Taito!" She trotted through the door and into the darkness where the tunnel they had used for escape was. We should have just filled that in... Stupid father. The purple haired man- Taito- followed her. He was now covered in bandages. His eyes burning he glared up at me. It made me smile. Tei's cruelty would make her high in my court, it's too bad she's a vampire.

Well, I was going to add a Rin pov on the end to fill space but I was lazy, and late in updating already. Ahhh... Well this is cheezy... whatever, I will spend more time on the next chapter editing! Mkay, well tell me what u liked!