Murmurings of the hundreds of ghouls spread around the cramped auditorium. Most of the ghouls present recognised the female who had just stumbled onto the stage, interrupting the auction, and the octaves of excitement soared even higher. They would know them evilly smiling, red eyes anywhere.

Back in the day, Lena had quite the reputation. Slaughtering humans here and there: bodies strewn every which way; left as a sign of some sort, a sign that Lena had been there. Or as she was more commonly known...

Bloody Red.

With a trail of bodies behind her, a blood-covered Lena was when she was at her most beautiful, and where there was she, there would also be a Uta.

They were seen as a pair, truly inseparable.

Until suddenly news had been spread of the once formidable female ghouls disappearance, and that her male companion had opened a mask shop, as if their partner-ship (friendship) had meant nothing.

Of course this wasn't the case.

Uta had never forgotten her and was simply waiting for her return.

And returning to him was something she did, no matter how broken or hurt she became each time she saw him.

In the present Uta was standing below the lavish, velvet curtains that adorned the stage and was staring slightly mesmerised at Lena. A grin slowly spread across his face as he remembered her once bloody appearance and the sexiness of it all; only a twisted ghoul like him would think of it in that way.

And he was very twisted indeed.

Lena smiled slightly and sauntered her way over to the masked ghoul in front of her. She lifted the mask up just a tad, so as no one could see his face, and slid her finger down his cheek - drawing a little blood with her nail as she did so.

Uta shuddered with pleasure.

"I've missed this..." She said almost inaudibly, and Uta just barely caught what she had said. He just smirked at her in reply.

Lena placed her finger between her lips and tasted the blood that was on it.

"Mmm." Her eyes glowed redder even still.

"So what do we have here hmm?" Lena giddly spun on her heel and snatched the chain from Uta's hand, pulling the specimen closer to her. The chain that bound the human strained and choked it.

Lena ignored this and hungrily looked down at the male in front of her. He looked tasty... Very, very tasty. The female ghoul just wanted one little taste. She was hungry and this meal in front of her looked satiable.

It had been so long since she had a proper feast. But a part of her, a huge part, also restrained the murderous tendencies she always exhibited.

Now though, her dark side had taken over and she was unstoppable.

She stood up and dragged the male along with her, his knees scraped painfully along the floor; beads of blood started to surface on his skin, rousing the hunger of the ghouls present. None of them dared to make a move, especially when Bloody Red was present.

Coming to a stop before Uta, she pouted and gave him her best puppy dog look.

"Darling can I have this one? He'd surely make the cutest pet." Lena bared her teeth under the mask, which of course went unnoticed to everyone present, but the aura she let off couldn't be ignored.

Uta pulled her close to him by her waist and said beside her ear, "anything for you, my little ghoul."

"Yay." Lena pulled up her mask, not caring if people recognised her, though she was unaware that her identity had been uncovered long ago.

No one would forget who she is, or what she used to be.

With her sharpened teeth exposed, Lena bent down and not so gracefully bit into the males neck, who in turn emitted shrieks of agony - that fell onto deaf ears.

Lena tore and tore, blood spurting in all directions coating the beautiful ghoul, and rousing the blood lust of all the ghouls who were present.

Once not even a morsel was left, Lena wiped the blood from her mouth; disregarding the fact that she was covered head to toe in blood, and turned towards the cages that were visible at the side of the stage. The ones that were filled with tasty snacks for her to enjoy.

But before she could even take a single step, she was once again pulled by the waist and her back met the firm chest of Uta. His warmth immediately enveloped her, though it was not enough to sate the hunger she still felt.

Struggling, she tried escaping the male ghoul that held her tightly.

"It's futile Lena." Uta breathed into her ear. "You've had your fun and now it's time to sleep."

Lena gave up on her attempts of escaping and relaxed in his arms. Uta lifted her up bridal style and carried her to the sofa that was behind the stage. He laid her upon it and draped his jacket over her.

Before returning to the stage he pecked her hair.

A pained smile graced her blood-smeared face.