Belladonna Boudreaux quickly made her way back to the large plantation style house her family lived in. Giving the armed guard at the door a sultry smile, she slid past him into the large foyer of the home she shared with her father.
Alexei's back, she smiled to herself. And he brought his bastard child with him. She made a purring sound in the back of her throat. It was no secret that Belle was infatuated with Alexei Reynolds. That was part of the reason her father had arranged her marriage to the Thieve Guild's Remy LeBeau. While Belle found him attractive in a boyish way, she wanted, no CRAVED a real man like Alexei. His constant refusal of her advances may have discouraged most women, but they only spurred her obsession more.
I WILL have him, she thought to herself as she walked through the large house. Now that he brought back that pitiful child, he was bound to stay in New Orleans longer. Belle narrowed her eyes in distaste as she thought of Claire.
Pitiful bitch, she thought with no sympathy at all.
"Just what we need around here. Anotha mutant," she grumbled out loud.
"Why Belle, ya sound annoyed," came a voice from behind.
"Remy LeBeau! Ya'll should know betta than t' sneak into mah house," she smiled at him, her eyes looking him up and down.
Remy LeBeau, Belle's fiancée and member of the Thieves Guild, finished climbing through Belle's bedroom window.
"So Belle, ma Chere, tell Remy all about dis new mutant that has ya so hot and bothered," he said to her as he reclined on her bed.
Chuckling, she crossed over to her bed, eyeing Remy as she got closer. Not saying anything, she climbed onto the bed and straddled him.
"Well, if dat's what ya got on ya mind Belle," Remy said with a smile, moving to undo his belt.
"Men. All dey t'ink about is sex," she said in a sultry voice, leaning down and kissing him roughly, her tongue darting into his mouth. Knowing she now had him all worked up, she abruptly stopped and swung her leg over his stomach, and laid down next to him. Remy groaned.
"Tease."
"Nymphomaniac."
"Come on Belle, we're engaged. Why not sample the goods before the weddin?"
"Well now Remy, I didn't t'ink you'd be in the mood. After all, didn't you stay with Daphne Dumas last night?"
Belle's eyes took on a dangerous glint, and she sneered at Remy. He looked unfazed.
"So? We're not married, yet. Doesn't mean I can't sample the goods elsewhere."
"JERK!"
Belle flew off the bed and glared at him.
"Don't being engaged t' me mean ANYTHIN' t' ya?"
Annoyed, Remy sat up on Belle's bed. "You're one t' talk, Belladonna. Everyone in da T'eives Guild knows you're all hot and bothered for dat Alexei guy."
"I have no idea what ya' talkin' about." Belle said dismissively, flipping her hand at an imaginary annoyance.
"Don' play stupid Belle, everyone knows dat ya've had your eyes on him since ya were twelve."
"Hmph."
His annoyance turning to anger, he lifted himself off the bed and glared at Belle. "When ya decide t' grow up and stop chasing after men old enough t' be ya' pere, ya know where t' find me."
"Of course I do. It's any Chere's bedroom with a willing fille on her back and her legs spread for ya."
"Viper."
"What's da matta' Remy? Can't take a dose of ya own medicine?"
"I'm outta here."
"Before ya go," Belle quickly made her way over to Remy. Grabbing his neck, she pulled him into another hot kiss, this time with one hand wrapped around his neck, the other trailing down his shirt and down to the zipper of his pants. She thrust her tongue into his mouth deeper as she rubbed her hand over the large bulge in Remy's pants.
"Christ Belle, If you're gonna do it, do it!" he moaned as he brought his hands up the front of her shirt, cupping her breasts in his hands. Not missing a beat, she undid the zipper and worked her hand into Remy's pants. Quickly she began to massage his penis, and when he was almost at the point of climax, she abruptly stopped.
"Damn it Belle! You're such a fuckin' tease!" he sputtered at her.
"Think about dat before ya screw anymore girls. If ya cheat on me again, I'll cut it off."
"Bitch."
Remy opened up her window wider and began to climb through. "Ya know I don' love ya Belle. Why pretend I do?"
Before Belle could react, he disappeared from her sight.
"Damn devil eyed cajun!" she hissed. Glancing down at her shirt she gave an annoyed grunt and began to button up all the ones Remy managed to get undone. Adjusting her bra so her breasts were once again covered, she bitched to herself, "Da man works fast. Hope everythin' he does isn't as fast as he got my shirt undone."
She tossed her long hair back over her shoulder. "He's crazy if he t'inks I'm gonna give up on Alexei." Sighing, she sat back on her bed and let her mind play the same fantasy she'd had since she was still only a child. She smiled as she imagined Alexei and herself naked and making love on her own bed.
"One way or anotha' Alexei Reynolds, I'm gonna get what ah want!"
Meanwhile, Remy was wandering the grounds of the Assassin's Guild. Passing by the boarding house, he saw Robin in the window. Grinning to himself, he quickly climbed the tree next to her bedroom window.
"Seems I'm going through another window," he said to himself as he expertly lept up the branches.
"And this is your bed. And you can have those drawers. And here's your closet," Robin was saying to another person in the room.
"For christ's sake Robin, take a breath will ya?" he said as he made his way into the bedroom.
"What the hell do you want Remy LeBeau?" Robin snapped at him.
"Jus' came t' check out who has Belle breathing fire," Remy said easily as his eyes rolled over the room and came to rest on Claire. "And this young petite must be the reason why."
"Who the hell is this jackass?" Claire asked, bringing her hands up to her hips.
Remy laughed loudly, "De petite sure has a mouth on her. Sounds like that Kage guy."
Claire eyed Remy coldly. "Do you have a reason to be here or is pissing me off the high point of your day?"
"Chill out petite, Remy don' mean ya any harm. Just wanted t' say welcome to da neighborhood and if that psycho bitch Belle gives ya any problems, come see me. I'll take care of her."
"That wouldn't happen to include cement shoes and her sleeping with the fishes would it," Robin asked, leaning against the wall next to the window.
Remy winked at her. "Robin, ya know I'm just a t'eif. Your kind kills."
Robin felt her face flush red, and Claire asked Remy evenly, "What do you mean our kind kills?"
"Wait.... you don' know? I don't t'ink it's Remy's place to tell ya petite."
"Tell me WHAT goddamn it?"
Robin slugged Remy in the arm. "Thanks a lot big mouth." Facing Claire she sat on her bed. "Claire, have you ever heard of the Thieves Guild and the Assassin's Guild?"
"No."
"Ok, well, they are the two biggest crime families in New Orleans."
"Let me guess. Demon boy over there's a thief and you're an assassin."
"You're half right petite," Remy said to her. leaning against the windowsill. "I am a t'ief, but our pretty Robin here isn't an assassin. At least not yet."
Claire shrugged with indifference. "I don't have to be an assassin right?"
"No," Robin answered, ramming her shoulder into Remy.
"Then I don't really care about the politics of everything. The only think I want right now is to make the asshole who did this to me pay," Claire declared vehemently, gesturing to her bruises and cuts.
"Sounds like another fine future assassin," Robin said softly. Remy heard her statement and kicked her in the leg.
Remy grinned at her and yelped as she smacked him upside the head. Claire just rolled her eyes at the two of them. Suddenly, she figured something out.
"Aren't you engaged to the New Orleans slut, Belle?" she asked Remy as she began to unpack her small suitcase.
"Yeah, by no choice of my own, petite. De guild leaders decided it's time to 'unite' de guilds. Load of bullshit if you ask me."
"So you really don't want to marry her?" asked Claire.
"I'd rather have mah left nut cut off, petite."
Claire made a disgusted face. "I really didn't need to know that."
Remy and Robin laughed. Realizing how loud they were getting, Robin clamped her hand over Remy's mouth.
"SHHHHH! We don't want Kage to find Remy here!"
"Whatever," shrugged Claire.
"So what brings ya here petite?" Remy asked Claire, giving her a charming smile. Claire's distrustful grey eyes raised up to meet his.
"Like you really want to know swamp rat."
"I like her," Remy said to Robin. "She don' bullshit around." Crossing over to where Claire was unpacking Remy once again caught her gaze and subtly used his 'charm' power on her. It was a moment before he realized it wasn't working.
"YOU BASTARD! HOW DARE YOU!" Claire yelled at him, all the anger she'd been suppressing since she left the Trask household, finally finding an outlet. Moving like a cat, she quickly had Remy pinned against the open window. His head and upper torso were hanging out of the window and he held onto the window frame for dear life.
"CLAIRE! What are you DOING?" Robin shrieked, yanking Claire away from Remy.
"The asshole tried to use a mutant power on me!" raged Claire.
"How do ya know?" Remy asked seriously.
"Cause I have one of my own you jerk!"
"Really? So do I!" exclaimed Robin. "What can you do?"
Claire scratched her head for a moment. "I think it was described as manipulating people's minds. I can create scenario's in someone's head and make them believe it's real." Facing Remy she spat out, "What about you Demon Eyes?"
"Well, ya already discovered one power, mah other power is to charge inanimate objects and blow it all up."
"Gee. A destructive power. How shocking."
Remy grinned widely at Claire again. The sound of footsteps pounding up the stairs had Robin rushing to the window.
"It's Kage. You have to leave Remy! GO!" Robin then pushed Remy out the window, with him just barely managing to grab onto one of the tree branches.
"Gimme a bit o' warin' next time Robin," he said angrily from outside the window.
"Yell at me later. LEAVE!"
"Fine. See ya later, Robin, Claire." With a bow of his head, Remy LeBeau jackrabbited out of the tree and into the surrounding bayou. He just missed being spotted by Kage.
"What the hell are you two poor excuses for human beings up to?" Kage asked coldly.
"Plotting your death," answered Robin.
"Bitch."
"Asshole."
Kage glared at the two girls and walked out of the doorway and into his own room, slamming the door shut.
"That was close," Robin sighed.
"Yeah."
Robin then began to help Claire finish unpacking, unaware another set of eyes were fixated on their bedroom window. Hidden in the thick foliage of the surrounding cypress trees and low bushes, Belle glared up at the two girls. She'd seen the whole thing. She knew when Remy left her room he'd go to them. She'd long suspected Robin was trying to steal Remy from her.
"Just wait bitch. I'll get ya. No one steals from Belladonna Boudreaux. Just wait and see what ah have planned for ya."
Alexei's back, she smiled to herself. And he brought his bastard child with him. She made a purring sound in the back of her throat. It was no secret that Belle was infatuated with Alexei Reynolds. That was part of the reason her father had arranged her marriage to the Thieve Guild's Remy LeBeau. While Belle found him attractive in a boyish way, she wanted, no CRAVED a real man like Alexei. His constant refusal of her advances may have discouraged most women, but they only spurred her obsession more.
I WILL have him, she thought to herself as she walked through the large house. Now that he brought back that pitiful child, he was bound to stay in New Orleans longer. Belle narrowed her eyes in distaste as she thought of Claire.
Pitiful bitch, she thought with no sympathy at all.
"Just what we need around here. Anotha mutant," she grumbled out loud.
"Why Belle, ya sound annoyed," came a voice from behind.
"Remy LeBeau! Ya'll should know betta than t' sneak into mah house," she smiled at him, her eyes looking him up and down.
Remy LeBeau, Belle's fiancée and member of the Thieves Guild, finished climbing through Belle's bedroom window.
"So Belle, ma Chere, tell Remy all about dis new mutant that has ya so hot and bothered," he said to her as he reclined on her bed.
Chuckling, she crossed over to her bed, eyeing Remy as she got closer. Not saying anything, she climbed onto the bed and straddled him.
"Well, if dat's what ya got on ya mind Belle," Remy said with a smile, moving to undo his belt.
"Men. All dey t'ink about is sex," she said in a sultry voice, leaning down and kissing him roughly, her tongue darting into his mouth. Knowing she now had him all worked up, she abruptly stopped and swung her leg over his stomach, and laid down next to him. Remy groaned.
"Tease."
"Nymphomaniac."
"Come on Belle, we're engaged. Why not sample the goods before the weddin?"
"Well now Remy, I didn't t'ink you'd be in the mood. After all, didn't you stay with Daphne Dumas last night?"
Belle's eyes took on a dangerous glint, and she sneered at Remy. He looked unfazed.
"So? We're not married, yet. Doesn't mean I can't sample the goods elsewhere."
"JERK!"
Belle flew off the bed and glared at him.
"Don't being engaged t' me mean ANYTHIN' t' ya?"
Annoyed, Remy sat up on Belle's bed. "You're one t' talk, Belladonna. Everyone in da T'eives Guild knows you're all hot and bothered for dat Alexei guy."
"I have no idea what ya' talkin' about." Belle said dismissively, flipping her hand at an imaginary annoyance.
"Don' play stupid Belle, everyone knows dat ya've had your eyes on him since ya were twelve."
"Hmph."
His annoyance turning to anger, he lifted himself off the bed and glared at Belle. "When ya decide t' grow up and stop chasing after men old enough t' be ya' pere, ya know where t' find me."
"Of course I do. It's any Chere's bedroom with a willing fille on her back and her legs spread for ya."
"Viper."
"What's da matta' Remy? Can't take a dose of ya own medicine?"
"I'm outta here."
"Before ya go," Belle quickly made her way over to Remy. Grabbing his neck, she pulled him into another hot kiss, this time with one hand wrapped around his neck, the other trailing down his shirt and down to the zipper of his pants. She thrust her tongue into his mouth deeper as she rubbed her hand over the large bulge in Remy's pants.
"Christ Belle, If you're gonna do it, do it!" he moaned as he brought his hands up the front of her shirt, cupping her breasts in his hands. Not missing a beat, she undid the zipper and worked her hand into Remy's pants. Quickly she began to massage his penis, and when he was almost at the point of climax, she abruptly stopped.
"Damn it Belle! You're such a fuckin' tease!" he sputtered at her.
"Think about dat before ya screw anymore girls. If ya cheat on me again, I'll cut it off."
"Bitch."
Remy opened up her window wider and began to climb through. "Ya know I don' love ya Belle. Why pretend I do?"
Before Belle could react, he disappeared from her sight.
"Damn devil eyed cajun!" she hissed. Glancing down at her shirt she gave an annoyed grunt and began to button up all the ones Remy managed to get undone. Adjusting her bra so her breasts were once again covered, she bitched to herself, "Da man works fast. Hope everythin' he does isn't as fast as he got my shirt undone."
She tossed her long hair back over her shoulder. "He's crazy if he t'inks I'm gonna give up on Alexei." Sighing, she sat back on her bed and let her mind play the same fantasy she'd had since she was still only a child. She smiled as she imagined Alexei and herself naked and making love on her own bed.
"One way or anotha' Alexei Reynolds, I'm gonna get what ah want!"
Meanwhile, Remy was wandering the grounds of the Assassin's Guild. Passing by the boarding house, he saw Robin in the window. Grinning to himself, he quickly climbed the tree next to her bedroom window.
"Seems I'm going through another window," he said to himself as he expertly lept up the branches.
"And this is your bed. And you can have those drawers. And here's your closet," Robin was saying to another person in the room.
"For christ's sake Robin, take a breath will ya?" he said as he made his way into the bedroom.
"What the hell do you want Remy LeBeau?" Robin snapped at him.
"Jus' came t' check out who has Belle breathing fire," Remy said easily as his eyes rolled over the room and came to rest on Claire. "And this young petite must be the reason why."
"Who the hell is this jackass?" Claire asked, bringing her hands up to her hips.
Remy laughed loudly, "De petite sure has a mouth on her. Sounds like that Kage guy."
Claire eyed Remy coldly. "Do you have a reason to be here or is pissing me off the high point of your day?"
"Chill out petite, Remy don' mean ya any harm. Just wanted t' say welcome to da neighborhood and if that psycho bitch Belle gives ya any problems, come see me. I'll take care of her."
"That wouldn't happen to include cement shoes and her sleeping with the fishes would it," Robin asked, leaning against the wall next to the window.
Remy winked at her. "Robin, ya know I'm just a t'eif. Your kind kills."
Robin felt her face flush red, and Claire asked Remy evenly, "What do you mean our kind kills?"
"Wait.... you don' know? I don't t'ink it's Remy's place to tell ya petite."
"Tell me WHAT goddamn it?"
Robin slugged Remy in the arm. "Thanks a lot big mouth." Facing Claire she sat on her bed. "Claire, have you ever heard of the Thieves Guild and the Assassin's Guild?"
"No."
"Ok, well, they are the two biggest crime families in New Orleans."
"Let me guess. Demon boy over there's a thief and you're an assassin."
"You're half right petite," Remy said to her. leaning against the windowsill. "I am a t'ief, but our pretty Robin here isn't an assassin. At least not yet."
Claire shrugged with indifference. "I don't have to be an assassin right?"
"No," Robin answered, ramming her shoulder into Remy.
"Then I don't really care about the politics of everything. The only think I want right now is to make the asshole who did this to me pay," Claire declared vehemently, gesturing to her bruises and cuts.
"Sounds like another fine future assassin," Robin said softly. Remy heard her statement and kicked her in the leg.
Remy grinned at her and yelped as she smacked him upside the head. Claire just rolled her eyes at the two of them. Suddenly, she figured something out.
"Aren't you engaged to the New Orleans slut, Belle?" she asked Remy as she began to unpack her small suitcase.
"Yeah, by no choice of my own, petite. De guild leaders decided it's time to 'unite' de guilds. Load of bullshit if you ask me."
"So you really don't want to marry her?" asked Claire.
"I'd rather have mah left nut cut off, petite."
Claire made a disgusted face. "I really didn't need to know that."
Remy and Robin laughed. Realizing how loud they were getting, Robin clamped her hand over Remy's mouth.
"SHHHHH! We don't want Kage to find Remy here!"
"Whatever," shrugged Claire.
"So what brings ya here petite?" Remy asked Claire, giving her a charming smile. Claire's distrustful grey eyes raised up to meet his.
"Like you really want to know swamp rat."
"I like her," Remy said to Robin. "She don' bullshit around." Crossing over to where Claire was unpacking Remy once again caught her gaze and subtly used his 'charm' power on her. It was a moment before he realized it wasn't working.
"YOU BASTARD! HOW DARE YOU!" Claire yelled at him, all the anger she'd been suppressing since she left the Trask household, finally finding an outlet. Moving like a cat, she quickly had Remy pinned against the open window. His head and upper torso were hanging out of the window and he held onto the window frame for dear life.
"CLAIRE! What are you DOING?" Robin shrieked, yanking Claire away from Remy.
"The asshole tried to use a mutant power on me!" raged Claire.
"How do ya know?" Remy asked seriously.
"Cause I have one of my own you jerk!"
"Really? So do I!" exclaimed Robin. "What can you do?"
Claire scratched her head for a moment. "I think it was described as manipulating people's minds. I can create scenario's in someone's head and make them believe it's real." Facing Remy she spat out, "What about you Demon Eyes?"
"Well, ya already discovered one power, mah other power is to charge inanimate objects and blow it all up."
"Gee. A destructive power. How shocking."
Remy grinned widely at Claire again. The sound of footsteps pounding up the stairs had Robin rushing to the window.
"It's Kage. You have to leave Remy! GO!" Robin then pushed Remy out the window, with him just barely managing to grab onto one of the tree branches.
"Gimme a bit o' warin' next time Robin," he said angrily from outside the window.
"Yell at me later. LEAVE!"
"Fine. See ya later, Robin, Claire." With a bow of his head, Remy LeBeau jackrabbited out of the tree and into the surrounding bayou. He just missed being spotted by Kage.
"What the hell are you two poor excuses for human beings up to?" Kage asked coldly.
"Plotting your death," answered Robin.
"Bitch."
"Asshole."
Kage glared at the two girls and walked out of the doorway and into his own room, slamming the door shut.
"That was close," Robin sighed.
"Yeah."
Robin then began to help Claire finish unpacking, unaware another set of eyes were fixated on their bedroom window. Hidden in the thick foliage of the surrounding cypress trees and low bushes, Belle glared up at the two girls. She'd seen the whole thing. She knew when Remy left her room he'd go to them. She'd long suspected Robin was trying to steal Remy from her.
"Just wait bitch. I'll get ya. No one steals from Belladonna Boudreaux. Just wait and see what ah have planned for ya."