::Chapter 7 ~ Obsession::

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Cammy met Juli and sat with her at the meeting hall. She saw most of the main people in Shadowloo sitting at the long table. Juli and Juni sat next to her and Vega sat at the far right corner. She could see he was ignoring her-- He took quick looks towards her and as soon as she met his gaze, he looked away. As she looked him again, he frown and started tracing the edges of his long claw with his fingertips. Neither of them noticed Bison, as he rose from his seat. But when Cammy did, she felt the urge to kill him and looked away staring at the table. Barely blinking, she tried to calm herself.

Bison began, "I am sorry for all of you that wanted to participate in the tournament."

Bison looked over at Juni, Juli, Vega, and two other men sitting next to Vega.

"But, I have decided to cancel the tournament. For I have already made my choice."

All of them looked unpleased yet hopeful. Cammy didn't break her stare with the table, she knew who it was... And she wasn't pleased.

"Without a doubt in my mind, I feel I could not choose a more loyal assassin then... Cammy White." Juni and Juli nodded, the two men next to Vega sighed, and Vega crossed his arms with a look of pure disgust.

Cammy reluctantly broke her stare, and walked towards Bison. Bison handed her a badge, with a skull on it, the skull of the Shadowlaw.

Cammy saluted Bison, and stood next to him.

"I am sorry for any problems this may have caused, but I feel I have made the most worthy choice. You may all go now."

Juni and Juli saluted Bison. Then they left along with the other two men. Vega kept his eyes narrowed and frowned at Cammy, then left with them.

Cammy stood next to Bison, she didn't move.

"I think I made a good choice, Cammy." He turned around towards her, then touched the large cut on her cheek- It began to bleed again at his rough touch.

She looked straight forword, hoping he would stop. She hated his cold hands, the mere thought of his touch made her feel sick and unpure.

"You are so tense, yet still at ease; I'll never understand that." He remarked smirking and rising off his chair.

She still stood there, trying to ignore him. "You may go. Go to your room before you do anything though. I have something there for you." He flung his hand away, shooing her. She saluted him again, almost running out the door.

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Cammy walked down to her room, and entered. She glance over her bed, there lay a light blue uniform and a small yellow tie, next to it, a pair of brown boots and red steel gloves. She walked over to the uniform, and held it out, to see it had long sleeves and a string shaped bottom, much like a bikini. She raised a brow at the lower half of it. She laughed to herself, with the thought of her wearing such a thing. She shook her head for a moment, thinking of whether or not she should put it on. She decided to do so, and began sliding her shirt up, to take it off. Just before she completely took it off, she paused, hearing a light swishing noise.

She turned to see the masked face of Vega. He hung from the ceiling upside down from a small pipe.

"Well, well, well..." He remarked haughtily, while flipping to the ground with elegance. "If it isn't Miss White..."

She frowned at him, sliding her shirt down angrily.

"Please do continue..." He smirked behind his mask.

"How did you get in?!"

"As always, I used the door."

"Then what do you want?" She said calmly, yet with a hint of anger in her voice, gazing at the slits in the mask-- his eyes.

"I simply want to congratulate you, on a job so hard to receive..."

"Hmm, thanks. Now can you leave before Bison catches you breaking into my room again?"

She could see his blue eyes roll.

"I have nothing to fear of Bison, or your meager sass!" He hissed, dropping the subject.

"So my dear, how many times did you have to fuck him to get the job?"

"I would never do something like that... How dare you!" She screeched, turning away from him.

He read through her lies...

"So it is true..." He started "How was he? Did he give it to you hard, Cammy?" He said in a mockingly seductive tone.

"Shut up!" She screamed clenching her fists together.

"I know I would have..." He continued in a less mocking, but just as seductive tone, ignoring her plea.

Vega knew he had hit a soft spot. The smirk grew on his face as he heard her cry. Her sobs were like music to his ears.

"I said, shut up!" She cried, wiping off tears frantically.

"I didn't think you were that easy, Cammy." He crossed his arms and sighed at her sarcastically.

Cammy was enraged by his words. She had never seen this side of him. He seemed devious, sardonic, and sadistic. She didn't believe he was the same person.

She turned to him. He could see the tears in her eyes.

'So beautiful...' He thought to himself.

He began to walk towards her slowly. Cammy backed away with narrowed eyes as she saw him coming. With each of his steps, she took one step back. He took off his mask and held it in one hand. He stopped walking when her back was straight against the wall. Cammy up looked at him with fear, as he leaned his body against hers, staring straight into her watery ice blue eyes. They both didn't break the stare.

She looked into his eyes... The same thing that got her into her current horrifying situation. And just like before she couldn't help but swim into her own demise, getting lost in the pools of blue. She saw the same things she had seen the night they had met. No deviousness or sarcasm. No sadism calling for her tears. Only mysterious beauty and confidence... The man before her was different.

He leaned, so his lips breathed over her left ear.

"Those tears... so beautiful. You're tears are the greatest gift, Cammy..." He whispered softly into her ear. "You shouldn't waste them... on him."

He moved a strand of her golden hair behind her ear.

"...Give them to me."

He licked her jaw slowly with the tip of his tongue, cleansing the excess blood from her scarred skin. He wrapped an arm around her waist, the other he kept against the wall for balance, dropping the mask on the floor.

She a look of pure confusion graced her face.

He smiled at her, moving his head closer slowly. His eyes shut. The confusion spread, leading her to forget all he had done to her, all of the pain he had caused. Attraction took her over whenever she looked at his eyes. Without questioning, she closed her eyes as well. She felt his lips touch hers with gentle force. Without thinking she felt her tongue lightly brush again his. His cool saliva touched hers and she tasted it along with her own dried blood that he stored in his mouth queerly. Her mind was too blinded by the kiss to realize the blood. They were both too absorbed by nothing but attraction and the magnetic energy that bound them together. She finally faced reality in what seemed to be hours later; as she felt his hand graze lower down her body...

'What the fuck am I doing?!'

She broke away from the kiss rather quickly.

"What is it?" He looked at her questionably.

"Moments ago, you were torturing and tormenting me..."

"You didn't seem to mind it..." He grinned, disregarding her comment, and leaning in for another kiss.

She stopped him, by turning her head away.

"Stop..."

Vega took a few steps back. "Why?", He narrowed his eyes. "You seem to want me just as bad as I want you... You are mine."

"I... I'm not yours! I have a soul! I'm not just some doll!" She stated angrily.

"Cammy, you are sadly mistaken..." He chuckled a bit. "You are a doll... As long as you live at Shadowloo, you will never have your own life. Believe me. Embrace your freedom while you still have it, my dear. Because... You may have a soul, but your mind may not always be your own. Hate me or love me, I want you to feel me while you still can..."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

"You will know." He picked up his mask, and put it on. "I cannot tell you here. I turned off the cameras in this room, but it is still the middle of the day. Be calm though... I will not let such beauty perish so easily." She saw his eyes gaze to the ground as he headed to the door. "I fear I have outlasted my stay... Farewell, mi encantadora."

Cammy stood expressionless. Her eyes didn't leave the doorway, which Vega had just slipped out of deftly.

'What just happened...?

First he torments me... then... he...

What possessed me?!

Bison was one thing- I was forced to be with him...

But after what Vega just told me...

I'm starting to see things clearly...'

She raised a hand to her mouth, which was slightly open, continuing to a larger train of thought. She shook her head franticly trying to deny everything that had just happened...

But the faint taste of own blood filling her mouth, served as all the reminder she needed.

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::Authors Notes:::

A bit of a disturbing chapter I guess. I hope you like it though! Stay tune for the next part, where Cammy... uhm, well I can't tell you, because... I… haven't wrote it yet ^_^;

Thank you for reading!