Beast Martini

Following Mr Alexandrov into the Foyer, the both of you silent as you walked up the winding staircase to the 1st floor, where he came to a tall set of mahogany doors, which the broad man pushed open, never looking back at You as he sighed walking into the large decorated office.

You paused... looking around and understanding what this was. Hung from every wall was some kind of gun, it went portraits, photos, Guns, guns and more guns, Custom rifles, engraved pistols, old revolvers... and above his desk... was that an RPG?

_"Jesus..." _You thought, but that was not the full gist of it, for in this office, sat in their seats, playing blackjack, drinking whiskey on the rocks in their grey suits, was at least two dozen men, all armed with some kind of weapon, M16's and Glocks on the table, next to large bags of green and blocks of white which a few cut lines out of, they listened to Russian rap that boomed out of an expensive sound system, and Hell if it didn't scream "We are the Russian Mafia look at me, look at me."

They all stared, mean eyeing you as Ivan strolled over to his desk and sitting down lazily. the Man gave you a grin, his gold tooth glinting as He gestured to a man "Стул, сейчас (Chair, now.)" You think He commanded in Russian, and so one of his men obeyed, placing a chair in front of his desk which was offered to you.

Without even twitching an eyebrow, you walked over, sitting down and looking directly at Ivan, showing no demoralisation or fear, merely sitting politely and staring.

Ivan drummed his fingers on his desk, looking very impressed with himself "Thriller here, is dating my daughter, boys..." He addressed the room, and the men Oooo'ed at his words. "You know why I'm calling him thriller, boys?"

"Why, Thriller, Босс?" You turned to see Alexei, He seemed to be enjoying himself.

Ivan gritted his teeth in anticipation "Because this creepy motherfucker, looks just like a bleached ass Michael Jackson!" She cried.

The room erupted in laughter, many speaking in Russian, probably teasing you, you weren't sure, but you blinked, patiently waiting for it to end. eventually, it died down and You saw Ivan wipe the laughter from his eyes gesturing absent-mindedly to another of his Gang. "Get, Thriller a drink, No refusals." He directed.

You sighed, rubbing your eyes as the man went to move towards the booze cabinet, placing your hands on the arms of the chair to stand. You saw a few reach for their holsters, holding your hands high "Easy there, gentleman, I'll get it-"

"Sit down, Мудак" A Man demanded, only getting an exasperated smile from you in return.

"Calm down, what are you gonna do shoot a kid?" You asked lazily, opening your arms to make his target a little wider "Go on then... No, no go ahead I haven't all day." You said, seeing the men look on in confusion.

Ivan gave you an odd smile, before waving them down. You looked back to Iven then over to the Men "See, the big dog says don't shoot me, now if you'll please excuse me, thank you." You slipped past them towards the **** cabinet, opening it quickly and searching through it.

Very dissatisfied with Ivan's selection, you settled on a jack daniels, taking a tumbler off the side and giving yourself a generous pour, raising the glass up to the light and looking at the blind liquid twinkle in the crystal glass "Look at that... Good ole Tennessee, can't go wrong." You said walking over to the chair and retaking your seat as You relaxed, taking a light sip of the drink and exhaling happily as they all gave you strange looks.

You looked up to Ivan, brushing one of your curly black hairs out of your face "Oh, you can start your scary mob boss speech now." eying your gesturing hand, Ivan chuckled to his men.

"This kid has some fucking balls, you know, definitely Roman's son, you're just as much as an arrogant fuck as He was..."

"Yeah, alright get on with it." You groaned, leaning back: unamused.

Mr Alexandrov snorted "I want it made clear that I don't give a fuck about what You do with Isabelle."

"You think? strange I thought mob bosses were all about family?"

"I am not a Mob boss." Ivan clarified, interlocking his fingers on the desk and leaning forward "I am a businessman, and any threat... or future threat to my business is my only concern." The Tattoed man pulled out a worn Cigar case, picking out a fine-looking Cuban before clipping it and sticking in his mouth, one of his men lit it, the font smouldering in the flames as the lighter clinked shut.

"Now that Your father is gone, there is... a hole, a damn big hole that I intend to fill, now I know that You have inherited your father's assets that were and likely still are quite substantial. it is these Assets that I want."

You nodded, sipping your drink that tingled in your throat as it went down into your unsettled stomach "Suprise Sur-motherfuckin'-prise." You whispered to yourself.

"I have an interest in several establishments, roughly less than half than what You own, but they are crucial to our organisation-"

"Your Mob." You corrected.

He puffed his smoke at you, the dark cloud billowing past your face "...Crucial to our Organisation, this includes several restaurants, some high-income stores... and the Wallace General Bank."

You smirked "You want... the Wallace General bank?" chuckling you sipped your drink pointing at the Old man "Well... I do know that You already own a lot of restaurants, probably fronts for **** rings or whatever you people do, High-income stores... well those just make a shit tone of money so I don't blame you for that one. But why the bank you certainly caught my attention with that one!" You asked.

Ivan glared, pushing his fingers through his slicked-back hair and drumming faster on his desk, mulling over the odds in his mind no-doubt "You really want me, to explain my whole plan to you like some Villain?"

"I really expect you to sell this to me, convince me, you know... like a Businessman." You said flashing him your ivory smile

He sighed "I told you He wasn't just some dumb kid." He said to Alexei who scowled deeply "Well... If you must know, we have Enterprise in the works, a few added fees for deposits and bank accounts under the table, nothing big enough to alert _The Man _But ambitious enough to make me a pretty penny. plus, the clout with owning an establishment such as a big city bank wouldn't hurt." He Explained.

Nodding painterly, taking another mouthful of the spicy Whiskey that danced along your tongue, You rubbed your chin, taking air in through your teeth "I don't know, I am still not sure what it is I get out of this deal?" You inquired.

Ivan clicked his fingers, and contracts were whisked into his hands, the white paper contrasted by the shiny black pen as He slid them over to you, oh but He sweetened the deal placing one of his long Cuban cigars over the contracts. The Man lent forward so that you could see the whites of his eyes, the gleam of his teeth and the wrinkles in his forehead "You sign these assets over to me, and we will protect your anonymity from the press, You are clearly in hiding for whatever reason, it would be a shame to have all that privacy go down the drain..." He leant forward even further so that his body nearly creased over the desk, his face only inches away from yours "...also, You'll be able to keep my daughter's company, she is and will always be my little girl, meekly following my orders unless I give her a little slap again, so You sign that contract or You'll lose your privacy and my daughter."

I was blind but now I see...

You felt the Beast wake inside, his jagged smile echoing through you as You slowly began to wind into a long and very booming laugh, clutching your stomach as you utterly guffawed, cackling and whipping tears from your eyes as Ivan seemed disarmed by your hysteria, his men watching on in confusion, a hyena's yelping chuckle shimmering down as You cleared your throat...

"Phew... wow..." You gasped, trying to clear the hilarity fro your throat again "Okay, so let me get this straight, If I don't sign this contract giving you what is possibly 75% of my monthly revenue, then you will spread the word that I am alive and walking around and you will also... ****... hey you, Guy, underline that. ****, Belle to stay away from me?" You asked, trying to hold back a snigger.

You looked at You drink in the light again, before leaning forward with a grin and pouring it all over the contracts, the brown seeping deep into the white.

Ivan boiled with anger "Оружие!" He called. the click and clank of two dozen Firearms cocking and pointing right at you, the barrels of every single one surrounding you like a halo of Iron ****, ready to fire, but you didn't panic because you had yet to detect a threat.

"Don't you just love America, the land of the free, where when reason fails you can jus threaten Gypsy scum with good ole fashion gunpower, eh Thriller?" Ivan laughed his men, Joining them.

Crossing your legs, You looked around at the men, pointing their weapons at you and you raised an eyebrow "I am only gonna warn you once, put your guns down, or you are really gonna regret it."

A few laughed, including Ivan "Just like your Father, Thriller, Arogant to the end."

"How about a little beastly martini?"

Oh? Shaken or Stired?

"Shaken."

Half or Full glass?

"How... about... a Bucket?"

Oooooh, this is going to be hilarious. *INHALE* LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOY JEEEEEEEEEEEEENKIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNS

Your form exploded with darkness, sending a shockwave of shadow into every corner of the room, your Mental tendrils shooting out into every living body in the room and embedding themselves into their minds, pumping them with a toxic and paralysing emotion, one that would overwhelm them so utterly that a fantasia wrung deeply in their minds, You let them see what darkness had been building up inside of you: an infinite sea of Horror.

All except for one, who you left untouched, You promised Belle after all.

The Men recoiled, tumbling and screaming, yelping and gasping, grasping their heads and writhing in terror, screeching as You stood up from your chair, watching with a dark smile as some men put the barrels of their guns in their mouth, screaming into the muzzle as they threatened to switch their own lights out, two dozen men? pft Two dozen quivering babies.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGH, MONSTER, HE'S A MONSTERRRR!"

"DON'T KILL ME, DON'T KILL ME STAY AWAY STAY AWAY!"

"I'LL FUCKING KILL MYSELF, HE CAN'T HURT ME IF I FUCKING KILL MYSELF!"

Ivan fell back, looking in confusion as his men devolved into terrified children who had met the monster under their beds "Что делаешь? Прекрати, вставай, что с тобой !?" Ivan cried, locking eyes with you as He drew a shining silver handgun.

The Muzzle flashed and you felt the Bullets pierce into your chest, You staggered, grunting more out of annoyance than anything, resuming your bored look "Do me a favour, Ivan, don't contact me or Belle again, or I will rend your head from your fucking neck, okay?" You turned, gasping slightly as You felt Ivan empty the rest of his clip into your back, the pain cracking through your spin as the bullets burned your flesh, but you kept going, stepping over the screaming mobsters as Ivan cried

"HEY! HEY! WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU!?"

You paid him no mind, listening keenly for any activity before slipping out of sight, misting across the balcony, slipping through the rail and down towards the glass door where you reformed, grunting as you felt a few of the bullets inside of you push out, clinking on the marble floor. You could hear shouting.

You walked through to the Garden, where you saw Stacy was prodding her skinny finger into Belle who sat silently, yelling at You girlfriend in a growling voice "-Sit there like you are something, you are nothing, you are just some whore's daughter, you-"

_"Be Silent..." Miss Alexandrov froze, muscles seizing, your lips brushing her ear as You appeared behind her, Belle looked at You wide eyes as You grinned "You're the whore, and Belle will always be better than you..." Stacy's eyes twitched as You looked to Belle, her face uncertain as You spoke: "You will leave, Ivan, You will take your kids and stop living like a fucking trophy wife, treat them fairly or I will find you, and I will destroy you." _

You felt your commands sink into her mind, the woman falling to her knees, dribble falling from her lips as your hold swept through her.

You crumbled, a wave of sloth suddenly striking at You, but Belle caught you in her arms, pushing your hair aside as You struggled to stand "Christ You feel so weak, what happened with Dad... How far did you push your mesmerisation!?" She asked.

You grinned tiredly "Enough..."

She put your arm over her shoulder "W-We have to go, hold on, we'll find something for you too eat." She said, rushing you through to the Foyer, then to Lobby where a twitching Alexei stood, mumbling incoherently to Ki-Ki who looked awfully concerned.

Belle slipped you both past them, though a Voice from behind came just as You got to the exit "Alexei!!!" Ivan had run down the stairs, struggling to reload his gun as he pointed at You both, Alexei trembled as He saw you but looked to his Boss "GET THEM!" He yelled.

The Brunette pulled you through the door, into the night, making sure not to dash away, You were too weak to shoot off anywhere and she felt that, but you crossed into a dark alley, Your muscles failing as your batteries drained of energy. "Ugh, I'm so... tired." You groaned.

"Just hold on, we'll find you something don't worry-"

"H-Hey! Hey!" You both looked on as Alexei rushed towards you, an open switchblade in hand and his eyes wide and bloodshot "I AM GOING TO KILL YOU BEFORE YOU KILL ME, YOU FUCKING MONSTER!" He Cried, drawing closer, Belle ready to kill.

"Stay away, from my Master." She growled, but Alexei did not stop he drew closer and closer until He was only inches away and then.

Belle jolted, slinking back as your roared, leaping up and sinking your teeth so deep into the man's throat that Your fangs stuck in his upper vertebrae, the beast Howling with joy as You reached down into his soul. Draining it so fast and so furiously that he was cold in seconds, flashes of Images barely computed in your mind by the time You emptied him, Growling as You sunk you clawed fingers in his hair and smashed his head into the brick, his head exploding drying, roaring as the pent up rage from that entire dinner released all at once.

"Alright... Alright, we good?"

That was utter... utter, Chaos I LOVED IT.

"You know what... Me too."

Feeling your monstrous feature's ease, and wiping your blood jaws with your Sleeve, you looked at Belle, who gave you a very strange smile, a flash of arousal in her eyes as You ripped the tie off of your neck with ease

"So, That went well."