Violet lifted her head up slowly and leaned it against the back of the chair. Fluttering her eyes, she opened them then closed them. It was completely silent and once her eyes opened fully, she looked around wondering where she was. Her arms were tied to the arms of the chair and she tugged until a pain poked her in the upper arm.

"Careful now, I wouldn't want you to rip the needles out"

Tristan had just stepped into the room with a smug look on his face. Trying to look over her shoulder, she saw a machine she was hooked up to. "I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself so soon. The machine is only going to drain your blood from your system and it looks like we've already got some"

She tugged her left arm again and gritted her teeth in the pain. Glaring at Tristan, she didn't say anything and tried to remember whatever happened last. She remembered talking to Marcel but everything after that was nonexistent. Making a fake pouty face, she stared at him until he gave in. He waited for another vampire to step in and unhook her from whatever she was hooked up to.

"This is Shen Min, he's the one who's going to bring you back to your old self. He used to be a torture consultant for Genghis Khan so I'm sure you can figure out what fun you'll be having for quite a while. I'll be asking all the questions and he'll be torturing you"

Once he was done with the machine, Tristan nodded at him as he sat back in the chair he was in before. Violet looked between the vampires not understanding why she was there and what they needed with her.

"Now I know most of your basic history, where you were born, when you met Mr. Gerard and when you turned into a vampire. From my understanding, Niklaus was the one who helping bringing your potential to full term. I'm not big on the word ripper but that's what you are, correct?"

Still staring at him, she knew better than to give him the answers he wanted. Her best bet was just to stay quiet and not say anything. She had a feeling that wasn't going to work but she kept her mouth shut anyway. Tristan waited for a response and then nodded at Shen Min who walked over to a little side table. Pulling off a white cloth, she saw the table of deadly instruments and looked back at him.

"Yes, I'm a Ripper…" Looking away from him, Violet's eyes trailed down to the floor.

He smiled slightly. "I also know that Marcel can put you through some harsh treatments to keep you away from that side of you. I know he locked you up for fifteen years, refused you blood. I've done some pretty intense things to my sister due to her emotional stability so I'm sure you'd understand this is the best for you"

Shaking her head with a laugh, she found it amusing that he was attempting to change her back into a monster. You would think it was easier to flip like turning on and off your emotions but it was more than that. She had tried her best to build resistance even though she tends to revert back. Whatever Tristan was trying to pull was going to be a struggle for him.

"Huh, I hope your sister doesn't look like you…" Violet smiled in which Tristan just stared back.

Shifting his eyes towards Shen, he smirked and glanced at the big window she was sitting in front of. Walking over to his, she tried peering over shoulder as she heard the blinds get pulled up an inch. Tristan had leaned back in his chair watching as the blinds fully came up revealing bright sunlight. Violet cried out in pain and thrashed in the chair as the sun burned her entire back. Looking at her hands, she saw the burns begin to form as realized her day ring was missing. Continuing to scream until he let him put the blinds back down, Violet breathed heavily once the wounds began to heal.

"Now I know all about the Bienvenue wolves considering they are close allies with the Strix. What were you doing meeting with them?"

"I wanted to find a date to one of your parties" Shaking her head, she was hoping the burns were going to cool down. "I thought it'd be exotic to bring a wolf to a party"

"The more you give sarcastic answers Miss Badeaux, the worse this is going to be"

Snapping his fingers, Shen Min moved over and grabbed the bucket that was sitting next to her leg. Staring down at his, she noticed the little purple flowers that were floating in the water. Watching what he was doing, she shook her head as he placed a thick cloth over her mouth. Waiting for the signal, he poured the water slowly as she tried to move once more. The vervain soaked water splashing onto her face and forcing its way through the cloth and into her mouth. It felt as if a thousand needles were pricking her mouth and there was no escaping it.

"Alright Shen, let's wait a few moments before we try this again"

He stopped with disapproval and ripped the rag from her mouth. Blood poured from her mouth and onto the purple dress she never got to change out of. Hanging her head down, she began to breathe it in so she quickly pulled her head back. "Now can you tell me about the wolf you've been meeting with?"

"He had information I needed. Not going into detail so pour more vervain, bring on the sunlight, stab me, hook me up until I bleed dry. You don't need to know my every move, I'm not Marcel"

She could feel her insides boiling, her blood racing. Tristan stood up and pulled out his handkerchief from his suit pocket. Bending down, he gripped her chin and wiped the blood away. She glanced then looked away not giving into the gesture.

"That's fine, I'm sure I'll be receiving the answers sooner or later. I really admire the way you can hold yourself from temptation and fight the beast that lives inside of your heart…" Sitting back down, he motioned again for the Strix vampire. This time he held a wooden stake.

"You are a beautiful girl yet very trouble in every situation you are in. I think it's time for you to be free, be released from your false identity"

Shen plunged the stake into her chest as yelled gritting her teeth. Violet pulled her wrists up on the metal bars holding her breath as it hurt to breath. She could feel the edge of the stake rubbing on her heart and she was afraid to make any sort of movement. Holding back her tears in pain, she shut her eyes.

"You can't just expect me to go full on ripper from torture, it doesn't work that way…It isn't my fault, you can't change who I am"

The words stung in her mouth remembering all of the times she had said it. She knew the times Marcel did the things he did were for the best but it didn't hurt any less. It wasn't her fault her body developed a blood thirst that she couldn't control. There were times she just wished he would let her go.

"I understand and I may know something that could help ease the pain…"

Ordering Shen Min to pull out the stake, he did so as Tristan sat back down calling another person in the room. This time, it was a blonde girl no older than Davina dressed in a black dress. She stared at Violet for a moment and the blood that she was covered in. Stepping forward, she looked down at Tristan.

"This is Ariane; she is a close ally of ours and a witch. She's here to help you give into the temptation. You'll be surprised at the things she can do"

He made a go ahead gesture and the young witch moved towards Violet. She bent down as she opened her eyes to look at the girl. Ariane held a gaze as Violet stared right back not able to look away. Breathing heavily, she pulled her arms as she felt herself go weaker.

"What is that, five years without blood? Go ahead and make it fifteen"

Chanting under her breath, Ariane gripped her hand and concentrated as she began to feel bloodlust starting to consume her. Always being kept on a tight leash when she was in New Orleans, she hadn't felt the hunger that much. When she was on her own, it was always a different story and if she did revert to being a ripper, she never told Marcel fearful of what he would do.

"Let me go! Let me go…Please, I've never wanted anything more in my entire life"

"Make it thirty Ariane"

Violet looked away glancing at her hands in which her mind thought they were desiccating. She was stripping the blood from her system and teasing her with mind control. Thrashing again, she heard him up the number again now to fifty years. Kicking her feet with everything she had, Ariane had jumped back; lending his hand was Tristan who helped her to her feet. Violet stared them down, her veins slowly creeping out from under her eyes. She was more focused on the witch's neck and her pulse.

"If you let me go, I promise not to tear her head off" Violet smiled as she watched her with guard.

Tristan smiled pleased at the change in her demeanor. Offering her arm out, Shen had slit a little mark on her wrist which made her act out like crazy. He ordered him to get more torture weapons and it looked like they all were going to be in for a wild ride.