Chapter Nine:

"That is none of your business." Chyana snapped.  "It is my concern, not yours."

"Touchy subject." Commented Skya, "Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" Her voice was laced with mock concern, "It really might help."

"Look," Chyana said looking hard, and cold, "Unless you've got a hidden power, you're not near powerful enough to mess with me.  Unless you want a piece of wood driven through that cute little vampire heart of yours, you should consider your next words, very carefully."

Skya sat back, no longer thinking of mocking Chyana.   But still very mad, "Obviously someone has issues."

                Chyana backhanded her, sending her flying back.  "Watch your step, child.  It may very well be your last." Chyana looked over at Dreko, "Your team needs to practice a little more common sense, if you want to survive Raksha."

~

Raksha walked into the crowded club, and looked around for dinner.  Over in the corner, a vampire was sitting with a werewolf, just what she felt like.  Raksha strolled up to them, and smiled warmly.

"Hello, there." She said in a light cheery voice,  going for the "dumb blond" sound, "Can I join you?" She teasingly flicked her hair off her soft ivory shoulder.

                "Sure thing, sweetheart," The vampire replied, the obvious 'ladies man'.  "Would you like something?" The werewolf glared at him.

"No, thank you, just the pleasure of your company will do."  Raksha enjoyed

playing with her food, maybe it was because as a child she had always been told not to.

"Have you been here before?"

"No," Raksha smiled, and looked innocent, "I just happened upon it by chance."

"Oh really, not out with friends?"

"Nobody knows I went out tonight, they think I'm out of town."  See how stupid this guy is, see how gullible this guy is.  Now does he take the bait? "I was suppose to leave today, but my flight got cancelled after that big accident."

"Well then, how'd you like to go out with me, I can get us into a great club."

"Sure, I'd love to go."  Raksha smiled, over playing the dumb little human.

The werewolf pulled the vampire aside, Hey, I don't even know this guys name, oh well. Raksha thought to herself.  She listened to hear what the werewolf was saying.

"I don't trust her, I think that she's just acting.  It could be a trap."  Smart little puppy.

"Don't be stupid," The vampire snapped, "she's just vermin."

Oh, he is so going to regret that.  Raksha smiled as he walked back to her.  "Are we going now?"

"Actually, I'd rather have lunch." With that he turned all vampire, revealing rather unkept canines and ugly silvery eyes. Vampires were all pretty hot but some colorings were just repulsive. I mean silver and brown? Raksha liked her food prettier. Sometimes. Still thinking he was the one in control here, he leaned forward to bite her.

"What a coincidence, as it happens, so would I."  With that Raksha picked him up and threw him into a pile of garbage, staking him on an old chair.  "Should have listened to the wolf."  Raksha looked at the werewolf, "Run now, I'll give you two minutes, and then I came after you. Time starts now."

"No, your time starts, now."  Came a cool voice from behind her.

Raksha spun around, "Just who the hell are you?"      

"The hunters, you're our prey. Now run."  The confident, good looking demon said.          

Raksha laughed, actually laughed.  It took a minute for her to stop.  "You think I'm going to run, from one pathetic little demon? I'm going to have to eat you alive for that, your death will be a slow one."

"No, you're going to run from five very powerful demons."  As soon as he said it four people melted out of the shadows, surrounding Raksha.

"Oh my, what's a poor girl to do?" Raksha said sadly, then her eyes turned fully black, "I know, how about I kill you all."

"You can't."

"Oh, really?"        

"We are-"

"Dead!" Raksha yelled as she leapt onto him, changing as she did.  Before he could react Raksha was on top of him, claws digging deep into his flesh.  Black magic welled up in the black haired female, and slammed into Raksha.

Totally shocked, Raksha fell back, with her teeth bared she faced the group, a soft growl rose in her throat.  She jumped high, landing behind the group, and before they turned around Raksha slashed at them.  Two were sent sprawling sideways and the other three attacked her, accomplishing nothing.  Raksha closed her jaws around one vampire and bit down, hard, she felt muscle then bone give way, with it came a pleasant cracking sound.

The two, one a female, with black power, the other a male vampire that she had hit first joined the fight.  Raksha took the blond vampire she was holding, and threw her at the "leader'.  He caught her and gently set her down.  A red haired guy stepped beside the leader.  The woman with the black power went to his other side, the vampire joined last.  Then all three of them changed. 

The red head became long and serpent-like.  He actually looked, amazingly lot like a dragon, but somehow more waterish, like a race of dragons long forgotten. He was striking, with bright red and soft brown colors.  The dark haired woman was much more elegant creature, about 3 meters long, with a slim head and body; she was twilight purple. 

But the middle one got her attention.  He was close to her size, larger in fact, - where as the others were about half her size - his body was similar to shape of the others; his head was crowned with eight large horns to the others who had three and four.  His color was a beautiful black/blue.  He glared at her, and in response, Raksha changed back to human. Mostly just to see what they'd do.  Obviously it caught them off guard.  They stared at her, not knowing what to do.

"Nice," Raksha said with a smile, "I like the shape, powerful, it's a shame to destroy it. Now tell me who hired you, and maybe I let you live."

The dragons laughed, 'Do you really think you can beat us?' came the red one's reply.

"No," Raksha said slowly, "I know I can."

"Then get ready to die."

Raksha shrugged, "Okay, if you insist." Then she changed back to her shape.  "Now, who wants to go first?"

The red serpent rushed her, and the leader tried to stop him.  Too late.  Raksha met his attack, blocked it and slashed his slim neck.  The flesh gave with a gritty feeling, and the red dragon roared in pain.  "Don't play games with me," Raksha told the others as her jaws closed around his neck, 'Tell me who set this up or I kill him.'

"It was Thierry." The female replied, "He wants you dead because you're a threat."

"He has no idea," Raksha growled, "Was Chyana in on it?"

"Who?"

"No games." Raksha bit down a bit for emphasis, "Now was she in on this?"

"Yes."