A woman with deep black hair walked tantalizingly down the alleyways of Nureese, her hips swaying to the rhythm of unheard music, the soft rain pouring down from the polluted sky. The burgundy dress that hugged the obviously feminine body clung to each and every womanly curve, displaying them beautifully. All that could be seen of her eyes were a pure black pupil, no iris was evident in the eyes. There was a patch of sidewalk where the streetlights failed to reach and plunged the woman into complete darkness. Before she reached it, her eyes glittered through each of the colors of the rainbow in a split second, the colors changing rapidly like oil on water. Then, there was nothing but blackness.

The heels stopped crunching against gravel and instead, the quick steps of an adolescent male picked up where they left off. He was tall, lanky, with the nearly bare beginnings of a beard tickling at his chin. Pure blonde hair gleamed to his shoulders in silky waves and fell across the hollow of his throat. His skin was tanned from what appeared to be a luxurious lifestyle and the tailored suit with an open silk shirt led any watchers to believe just that. Again, the rainbow effect took over the pure ink black eyes of the young man Again, the streetlights faded into darkness and the stylish leather shoes were immediately lead into a deeper tread.

An older man, probably in his mid thirties emerged from the darkness, his medium brown hair cut in a style short to his head, yet leaving a woman enough to run her fingers through if the need came. He lit up a cigarette and inhaled, then glanced up at the street signs before exhaling again. The work boots on his feet crunched through a puddle of green slime he’d not seen in a small pothole in the sidewalk and he cursed under the streetlight at the corner, rubbing the shoes against the ground in aggravated motions. The black eyes glittered angrily and he set a long tread toward the nearest place where there was an absence of light. The alley to the back of the Ikki! Ikki! was where he just happened to turn and the lips smiled softly before the eyes once again changed from red to orange to yellow to green to blue to violet to indigo, and finally, to black.

From the work boots emerged a pair of stilettos that led up a luscious set of legs to a skimpy costume made only of gold chains wrapped around the body of an auburn haired woman. The chains were small enough to form a sort of dress that hung to mid thigh, leaving more exposed than she cared to realize. The hair was lush, falling to the waist in straight, almost amber-like strands. The beauty was all justified when she opened her mouth and the fangs dripped down, and all could see she bore what some feared: the fangs of a vampire. Gold makeup was stroked lovingly around the tall woman’s black eyes and she entered the Ikki! Ikki!’s alleyway.

V’on could become any person that it could envision. Being male nor female gave it the upper advantage at changing seamlessly between the two, however, it adored both sets of genders in every species. There was something entrancing about a man’s shoulders and back that a woman just didn’t possess. Breasts and curves to no end fascinated V’on as well.

The only passion V’on felt was the thrill of thievery. The shape shifter’s ability to change appearance allowed it to get away with murder, if it so chose. Greed was the driving force of this entity, the desire to possess almost every material object that it saw and wanted. Tonight was unlike any other. Assuming another face and name, V’on would dance among the other breeds until the need to fade into darkness and change again took hold. Though it had the ability to change between appearances, it wasn’t long until the true nature of its body took hold and rejected the outer façade, insisting upon absorbing it and reverting to its original form. Trying to access the club quickly without the security noticing, V’on tugged on the side entrance door, stilettos sliding in the rain that poured down.

A growl sounded from the creature’s throat as it didn’t give way as it did some nights. Now the face it wore would have to be seen. A spot between lights in the alley was just ahead and V’on moved toward it, skin itching as it appeared to melt into sheer blackness. The eyes changed again, but this time they closed as the transformation took place. In just a few seconds, a man with dark hair stepped out of the night, covered in a leather jacket with a high collar. This appearance was more suited to the rain as well as more likely to land women with purses and jewelry. Denim pants hung low on his hips, a mint green dress shirt barely visible beneath the trench coat. The mouth of this man was wide and sensual, perhaps a tad too big for the face it possessed, yet, the characteristic somehow added to his attractiveness. Black studs lingered in his ears and black boots protected his feet. As he approached the door of the Ikki!Ikki!, he moved through it, not paying much attention to the security at all except for the bump his shoulder felt when he hit the guy.

Tai carefully placed a hand on Luk, subtly cautioning him to stay careful and alert. Luk didn't go after people unless something was truly the matter. This time would not be an exception. Tai had known something was just a little off, but didn't have the same knowledge of Morrigan that he had. Now that Luk had pointed it out, Tai knew her to be a fake.

Morrigan was much more...vital, than that. Even in sadness or despair it was always there.

Tai left her hand on Luk's arm for a second, then removed it to stand by his side. Though it was doubtful that he would need the help, (had he ever in all the time they had known each other?) she was prepared to be ready, in any case.

Old memories of her last life ran through, filling her with anticipation, adrenaline, and a heady mix of emotions. Grief for her old life, relief for finally being done with it, gratitude for a second chance, and an unrecognizeable, at first, mixed emotion. Contentedness and happiness. This place had finally given her what she most desired without even knowing she lacked it.

Tai drew herself out of the past with a whisper, "Luk, thank you. Now go kick some ass." She left the backup unspoken, as always.

Edited by: dragonchick527 at: 3/12/08 4:16 pm