*Deep breath* I'm sorry sorry sorry! I know I haven't been on Fanfic for a couple of weeks, and I did tell you all I'd upload one of my stories at least once a week... Yeah, kinda lost motivation for a bit there. It's coming back though!
Anywho, another short chapter, this time with the characters Pavi and someone else that no one knows yet :) *hides* Don't hit me for not bringing Graverobber back yet! He'll be here soon, I promise!

Chapter 2

"Now tell me once more why I should listen to you and your petty excuses?" A dark haired female leaned in towards Pavi, her green eyes sparkling in the light. They were real, definitely not of Genecos, he noted, but there was something still very unique about them that he couldn't put his finger on. And her face, oh wow her face. It was exceptional, and he wished more than anything to use it as a new model for his, and he would, but there was just one little thing stopping him.

The knife. Pressed to his throat.

And those green eyes were boring into him, staring into his soul. He gulped, a wave of fright shooting down his spine. Pavi was not one to give in easily, and it would remain that way. Although this woman somehow sparked something in Pavi that he had not felt in years (not since his father had first struck him down), Geneco and its' employers belonged to his siblings. They had argued over the whole thing for years, and he would not let some street (possibly scalpel) slut ruin the company.

The knife dug in deeper.

Although...if the choice was between Geneco and his life...

"Where. Are. They." She was getting impatient, and Pavi was running out of options. Luigi was in the kitchen with one of the maids, Amber was having another surgery done, and their servants were busy cleaning other parts of the house.

Screwed indeed...

Pavi's eyes briefly made their way to the computer, the database for all Geneco technology. In return he felt a hand in his hair, and not one that would excite him in the least. It was painful, and she dragged him over to the desk, throwing him down in front of where all their information was stored.

How in the hell, he wondered, was this girl so strong? He wished he could throttle her, and send her to Luigi where his brother would do whatever he wished with her.

But Pavi was trapped, and he knew that there was no way out of it. She was crazy, and would not hesitate in the least with slitting his throat. Why had he not met this girl sooner? "I'm not asking Pavi..." Her voice was soft, deadly, and it reminded him of a purr of a wild cat, enticing its victims to their deaths.

He sighed, knowing that if he lived through this he would probably die by his sister's hands anyway. But he logged on nevertheless, and stepped away from the screen that was staring back at him. It was almost as if he could feel its anger, and he closed his eyes, knowing without a doubt that he had just betrayed his whole family and the company. Maybe...maybe there was a way out of it. A way to destroy her before it was too late. He opened his eyes, searching for anything to assist him. But just as he opened them, blackness occurred again as he was knocked to the floor unconscious.

No one would ever understand my thankfulness for having Pavi as a mute for those few brief minuets. While staring down at him, I contemplated the thought of ending his life, knowing that if there was anyone who deserved it, it was him. His days spent of merciless torture towards other woman were inexcusable, for he was almost as bad as Luigi. I said almost... No, I did not have in the least bit any sympathy towards this man (if you could call him that). And I knew that I was going to regret not just ending his life then and there, but for some reason, I didn't.

There were other matters to attend to.

The files.

Frantically I searched through the database, knowing that it wouldn't be too long before someone arrived who I would have to end up dealing with. They would be easy to take care of, but I didn't want anyone interfering with my plans. How marvelous it would be when the entire city saw their beloved Geneco in ashes. They would probably try to reconstruct the entire thing as quickly as possible, but at least the point would get across.

Geneco and the Largos were at war, and I was the one starting it all.