Thread: Battle of Blood[Google x SeraphinexLight]

The sweet sound of an instrumental melody played in the background, as a graceful figure sat with their pale and slender hands flowing across a piano. Red hair cascaded down a bare back, and violet hued eyes closed slowly as Lacey's body swayed to the music her fingers created. Plush red lips parted to sing, You lie, silent there before me...Your tears, they mean nothing to me. The wind, howling at the window. The love you never gave, I give to you. You really don't deserve it. Lacey's voice was beautiful and filled with a passionate edge that could bring anyone to tears if she so willed it. A man entered the elaborate room in which the vampire sat, his eyes wary, scared to interrupt her playing. She continued her lyrics, Here's a lullaby to close your eyes, Goodbye. It was always you that I despised. I don't feel enough for you to cry, oh no. Here's a lullaby to close your eyes, Goodbye , her eyes remained closed as the man walked closer to her and cleared his throat. Madam Trevino... his words were slow, careful. It seems that... He has been creating trouble again... Lacey's hands suddenly slammed down atop the keys, making a harsh discord of notes. I can come back... hurried the man with a high pitched voice. Lacey stood from the piano bench and swiftly turned on the man before her. Leave! cried Lacey, her eyes narrowed into slits as she glared at the human servant standing in her living room. The man quickly fled from her sight and she crossed the room behind him. Her hands were clenched into fists as she opened the door to her manor and slipped from its walls. She lived on an estate on the outskirts of New York City, she called for a car and it quickly pulled around to pick her up. She was still fuming as she slipped into the backseat, ordering the driver to take her to the 'Nightmare', and exclusive club for only the most VIP creatures in the city. She needed to blow off steam, it seemed her only rival for the Top Chair of vampires was once again trying to get himself to the top. She growled loudly in the back seat as she tried to think of what she could do to him. Foolish man, trying to do a woman's job! Lacey Trevino, was one of the strongest vampires in New York City, her only rival a man of equal age and riches with whom she'd yet to come in contact with. He was a mystery to her, and though she knew she'd not be able to beat him with their power at the same level, she wanted to rip him to shreds. She smoothed her hands down her strong legs, the skin covered in black fishnets that ended at her upper thigh, where red bows were placed decoratively. Her feet were adorned in expensive black heels, and her body itself was graced with a black dress. It was fitted to her body, showing her graceful curves, and ended right about her thigh, an inch from where her fishnets stopped. The neckline was low, exposing a bit of breast as well as a ruby red pendent she wore about her neck. The sleeves were just as tight fitting as the dress itself, and there was a small flourish of lace around her wrists. It only took about twenty minutes for her to get back into the city, and the car pulled up to the club. Lacey stepped out and instantly was admitted within the confines of the booming night club, the dark music seeping into her skin as she slipped onto a couch in a dark corner. A male waiter, one whom she'd take plenty of love bites from, approached her with a cup of red wine. Lacey grinned and took the drink with a small wink,Thank you, dearest... she motioned for him to leave her sight and then she settled back into the black velvet couch, her mind thinking of the strange rival vampire. What did he look like? And where did he lurk? Her tongue flicked out and grazed across one of her fangs as she pondered the man. Little Bird, Little Bird... Where are you? she purred, eyes looming over the club before her.