Pink Panther | Chicago, Il
Walking through the doors she's just kicked open, she takes a very brief moment to take in the old familiarity of the place. Three poles onstage: center stage, two on opposite sides and ten poles on the floor make up personal tables.
"Everything is exactly the same." she grumbles to herself as she kicks a chair and it flies across the room.
"Hey! What the hell is going on out there!?" she hears a familiar voice shout from behind the bar. A very blonde head of hair pops up with a crate in hand.
Making her way to the bar, "Either I've been working too many hours or Kit Maven is actually standing in my bar after all these years." he smiles.
"Last I checked, this was a club and it wasn't yours, Chad." she says staring at him. "I'd like a bourbon, though." at the mention, his jaw dropped.
"What? You don't do Strawberry Divers anymore?" he eyes her.
"Nomie's energy drink? I'd rather stab myself in the eyes." she scoffed.
"Bourbon coming up. When did you get on the tough stuff?" he asked as he grabbed a glass and a bottle off the shelf.
"You really are a sick prick, you know that?" she asked eyeing him.
"What do you mean?" he handed over her drink.
"Haven't you even thought about the fact that you've been bartending in your sister's joint? Where she dances on most occasions, no less. You have the best seat in the house and yet you still work here. Why?" she took a sip as she eyed him, waiting got an answer.
"You think because I work here that I watch my own sister? Who the hell do you think you are?" he glared at her.
"Calm your panties, Chad. I'm only teasing you." she smirked at him.
"When did you turn into one of those monumental bitches?" his glare boring into her.
Looking taken aback for a second, "I turned into this bitch when I met your sister. When are you gonna find your big boy undies and step out from under your sister?" she narrowed her eyes at him.
"What the hell is that doing in my club!?" Kit's eyes lit up at the sound of the very familiar voice.
Turning on the bar, she crossed on leg over the other, "Hey Nomie." she said with the hint of condescendence dripping from those two spoken words.
"I asked what you were doing in my club." her looked went from cold to pissed.
"I came to visit my favorite employer." she smirked at her.
"You came in, now leave." she snarled.
"Now, why would I leave? I just got here." Kit said vacating the barstool and stalking towards her.
"Why are you here, Kit?" she asked once Kit was right in front of her.
"Since when are you paranoid? Surely, you're not scared of little old me, are you?" she stalk around her, stopping behind her "Because, you really should be." she growled in her ear, reaching her hand up to grasp Nomie's throat.
"You're a vampire!?" she struggled to get out.
"Oh honey, I'm so much worse than that. And I'm sure you know about vervain, since you know about vampires." she turned her to face her. "You were in bed with Klaus, so it doesn't take a genius to figure this out." she says slamming her on a nearby table. "Tell me he didn't teach you about vampires."
Looking up at the sign, he knew it'd be a horrible idea to even think about stepping foot through the doors. He heard the sound of something clattering through the building and then he heard her greet someone. He laughed to himself as he heard the conversation between her and Chad. Though, he only spoke to Nomie's brother on one occasion, he found that the guy was extremely simple-minded. Then, he heard the one voice that sent his mind reeling, her voice. Every memory of the woman he left behind, without even looking back, flooded his mind. He hadn't even needed any time to work her out of his system. The last imagine that played in his mind was her flipping through her phone and deleting every single picture that showed up, until his eyes spied the woman he'd come here with. He knew nothing about her, but that one simple picture had him hooked. He'd stopped her from deleting the picture of Kit, asked her who she was, where she was and just about everything pertaining to her. Without thought, he walked out of her condo and took her phone with him. And that was the last time he even thought about Nomie Malone. Until, this very moment of hearing her voice ring in his ears.
I can't go in there. They'd eat me alive. Nomie: for leaving her for so long without an explanation. Kit: well because she hates Nomie and knowing I even knew her would set her off. He thought to himself as he heard his brother's name. He heard the all too familiar sound of a body being slammed on a flat surface and from Kit, "Tell me he didn't teach you about vampires."
Dropping his head, It's not or never, I suppose. He thinks before making his move. "He did." he said walking through the doors.
Turning slightly, she saw Elijah'd finally walked in. Making quick work of her belt, that she knew she'd need, she takes Nomie to the stage and restrains her to the pole.
"What the hell are you doing?" Chad shouts at her and Elijah vamp speeds toward him, knocking him out with one blow.
"I see you've found what you were looking for." Nomie mumbles looking directly at Elijah.
"You know her, Elijah?" Kit asks all too surprised.
"You don't know, Miss Kitty?" Nomie gets her attention by using her old stage name. "Tell her, Elijah. If you're man enough that is."
"Tell me what?" Kit sent a glare in Elijah's direction.
"Of course, he hasn't and wouldn't tell you. I'd make a joke about his manhood, if I didn't know what it looked like." she smirked at her.
"So, I take it you slept with her." Kit glares the coldest glare at Elijah.
"Why should it matter to you?" finding his stance, he glares at her.
"What the hell are you talking about?" she asks, no bark, just a simple question.
"I asked why should it even matter to you. You don't care about me. You don't have emotions, remember? Even if you did have your emotions, your are a taken woman and I was stupid to delude myself into thinking I meant anything to you. As you would put it, I was a poor, desperate, and very simple bastard. And my only fault is that Krystal was right." he stepped toward her grabbing her by the arms.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" she screamed.
"I'll let you go when you hear everything I have to say. I've done a lot of things in my life that were against myself and my better judgment. But, the worst mistake I ever made was even seeing your face. That woman you restrained right there is the woman who lead me to you."
"I do have a name, damn it." Nomie spoke up and he ignored her.
"It took knowing her and a phone to learn who you were. I knew nothing of your existence had it not been for her going through photos when your came up. I fell for you instantly and I was drawn to you the moment I saw you. Though, I had to save you from my brother, everything within me quaked at the sight of you. I broke a little more when I'd soon learned that you were taken, and guess what, Kitana? I didn't care. I made it my mission to be near you somehow, someway. I wanted you the moment I saw you. It's wrong on all levels with who I am. I don't care. Because, some part of me keeps telling me that we have to be together. All this time I've spent with you, being able to touch you, it's changed me. I can't go back to that man I was. That man is long dead and the man who stands before you now, is a man that was made for you. I love you with everything I am, Kitana. I live you, breathe you, dream about you, everything I am is you." he finished looking like he'd wanted to say those words for decades.
A laugh erupted behind them, and he glared over at Nomie.
"You're really spewing this load of bs at her? You just said she has no emotions. Why are you even trying? Had you not left me, we'd be happy right now." her laugh faded with that last sentence.
"You simple bastard. I knew you went and got soft on me." she slapped him across the face. "What have I told you, Elijah? Damn you and your feelings!" Kit shouted at him as she felt something sharp plunge into her back.
"Aghhh!" She called out as she turned around, coming face to face with Nomie. Seeing the stake, Elijah pulls it out her back.
"Don't be too surprised, Kitty. You guessed that Klaus taught me everything I know, including how to get out of just about every situation." she glared at her.
"You did not just try to stake me." Kit cuts into her and not even understanding how, she's struck with a right hand from Nomie.
"How the hell can you move so fast?" Kit asked, checking her chin.
"Practice makes perfect!" She throws a kick that rocks Kit for a second and soon the two are tussling right in front of Elijah. He thought for a brief second about breaking them up, before he realized Nomie got one on Kit. She had to be vulnerable not to even try and block the move. How did she get her like that? Remembering that she wasn't even scared when she staked him on the stairwell on the way to her condo, She hasn't changed a bit, I see. He thought, being taken completely out of the fight in front of him. Before he could think another thought, Kit had Nomie by the hair, lifting her to her feet.
"I always hated this damn hair of yours." she growled as she pulled out a chunk.
"Yea bitch, pull my hair out. I'll kill you when you're done." Nomie growled back.
"Oh? I thought I was here to kill you?" she smiled down at her as she brought her up and slammed her face into a table. "Oooh, that's gonna leave a mark!" Kit laughed as she did it again.
"Kitana!" Elijah shouted for her to stop.
"Don't you even think I'm gonna let up just because she was your toy once." she glared at him as she smashed Nomie's face against the table a third time.
"You're seriously here to kill me?" she asked.
"I sincerely hope you didn't think this was a courtesy call." She takes her back to the stage, fastening the belt around her hands once more.
"If you wanna hurt me so bad, make him kill me." she said eyeing Elijah.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he caught himself asking.
"Come on, Kit. What would be more torture than having the one person who made me love, be the one to kill me?" she asked before looking back to Elijah. "You know this more than anyone else. I never ever believed in love until you stalked your way into my life. Not even Klaus. Until you, I never slept with anyone and actually felt something toward that person. You changed me in so many ways. I got clean just from being around you. So, if anyone should kill me, it should be you to rip my heart out. It's been dead ever since you walked away from me anyways." as she says this, he sees the exterior she had begin to crumble and the true matter emerging.
"I…I can't…kill you." he said looking away from her.
"Yes! Yes you will, Elijah." she steps toward him. "Look at her! She wants to die. She's begging for it! Just look at that face." she paces over to Nomie grabbing her face. "How can you refuse her dying wish?" she feigned a pout.
Nomie jerks her face out of Kit's grasp.
"She's right, Elijah. Kill me. You made this decision so long ago. Follow through. I've been dead inside wondering if you'd ever come back for me. When you didn't, I assumed you'd found the infamous Kitana that everyone fawned over, and look at that, I was right. So, kill me. What do I matter to you anyway? I've tried to have things of my own but all I ever wanted was someone to love me. I had Klaus snagged, then she came along. All perfect with her air of innocence and perfect hair, voice, and talent. All the men flocked to her like she had the body of a God. I hated her the moment Klaus looked at her like she was made of clouds and glitter. Then, you came along and even though she was long gone from my life, a simple picture turned you into a mindless admirer. But, it hurt more when it was you. I loved you, Elijah. Everything you described about your feelings for her are mine for you and you don't care. You don't see me. All you see is her. So why don't you just reach into my chest and pull out the last of what you left behind. I don't want it anymore." she bores holes into him as she proclaims her emotions.
"Awe… she wants to be tortured." Kit says in mock interest. "We can torture her if that's what she wants." she saunters over to Elijah, running a finger down his abdomen.
"Kitana…" he says softly catching her hand and she pushes him into a nearby chair. She vamp speeds over to where Chad is still knocked unconscious.
"Wakey, wakey?" she says pouring a glass of water on him and he jolts straight up.
"What…What's going on? What's happening?" he asks confused and groggy.
"Oh, I'm just planning to kill your sister." she smiles sweetly as she drags him to his feet.
"Make sure she dies quietly." he mumbles, clearly unaware that she's serious.
"No, I'm really gonna kill your sister." she eyes him before turning to Nomie. "How would you feel about me turning your big brother?" she laughed.
"Leave him out of this, Kit. I'm the one you hate. Me." Nomie yells at her.
"No. Since Elijah's gonna kill you, I deserve some form of joy. Wouldn't you say?" she smiles as her face changes to her demon from. She turns to Chad who finally realizes what's going on.
"No! I'll do whatever you want. Please don't kill me." he urges.
"Yes. You will do what I want. I'm hungry and you're gonna feed me." she says pouncing on him.
"No! You let him go. Now!" Nomie screams as she tries to break from her restraints.
Draining the life from the one bartender who's had her back when she worked there, she lets his body fall to the floor and drags him into Nomie's sight.
"You bitch! You killed him. He didn't do anything to you." Nomie cries starting into her dead brother's eyes.