Neurosis: The Unappealable Fixation

Hades Styx · Feb 21, 2011

Weeks have gone by, and this time, the young Death Eater had lost all sanity that could in fact be lost. Weeks of watching Little Lefevre, or otherwise known as Etoile Lefevre has left Hades in a frenzy. Something about her just drew him to her. Many times he had tried to dispose of the thoughts, seeing her sleep at night, he wanted to kill her, but he could not. Watching her from the moments that he was awake to the moments where he was confident that she was not going anywhere that could lose any sort of track on her. He had a child to raise on his own as well, so he had to make sure that his servant was doing their job. What he needed was a replacement. Though one more time, just one more, and he would take matters into his own hands. Hades was tired of it actually. Losing track, getting it back just to lose it again. It was not that he did not know that Etoile hated him. He knew that she hated him, and he did not care at all. Let her hate him. There was a fine line between love and hate, and Hades was going to make her cross that line just to realize how stupid she has been for avoiding him like this. There was no winning in this, and Hades was ready to go full lengths to get what he wanted, and whomever he wanted. He was a Lutrov, a Morozov and Styx or Zhefarovich combined. There was nothing that he could not have. Hades would see to it that he would win this. Was the man insane? Definitely. Was he hot on her trail? One would say that, but another would say, he was going ahead in the game, and he was seeking this out to a whole new level. There was a new level of a psychotic mind, and his name was Hades Prokhor Lutrov.

Truth be told, Hades did not know where he was exactly. But he did know this; Etoile and her new lover was coming in here. How she managed to rope him in, Hades did not know. From what he gathered, they had not slept together, they had been talking and Etoile may have liked him, or loved him. Hades was fearing the worst, which was why he was in this hotel room. He had overheard them checking out what room, and he had apparated in here without even being seen by anyone. For now, Hades was sitting down, his trench coat waving over his body, and his hand resting on his chin as he thought and thought. It would not be long until they were in here. He knew the signs of two people about to make love. Hades has never done this before, and he was going to be pleased if it worked. It had to work, because Hades knew his way with people. All it took was someone to show one sign of weakness, and he could use that to his advantage. Hades smirked silently to himself, as he could hear others around. People walking to and fro, and none of them realized the drama that was going to become of this. Hades glanced over at the chair with his onyx eyes, next to the bed. This was going to be interesting, and he was going to piss off Etoile, again. He doubted that this would have happened if she had never falsely dressed up as a blonde, followed him around like a lost puppy. Hades was not a man to be messed with. Anyone could tell that from looking at him. The door cracked open, and he sat still as if he were a statue. His smirk was very subtle, but his eyes were nothing short of cold and evil. His eyes cast upon two figures, one male and that woman that had never left his sights since that night, months ago, once they entered the room.

This is going to be fun....

Etoile Lefevre · Feb 22, 2011

Etoile slowly made her way down the Hotel hallway with Xelric by her side. Her silvery green eyes swimming with excitement and slyness at how things went exactly her way tonight. At least with the companion she had with her right now. The two beings had met a little over a month ago and since the moment she heard his voice say her name, and his dark blue eyes meet with hers, she was hooked and she knew she had to have him. Her desire to have him grew even more powerful when she realized that he was not only a pure blood, but his family had quite the bit of influence in his home country. The blood and power together added to make him the person man to give her an heir. So she had spent the past month getting him wrapped around her little finger and now she was planning to spend the night with him. They had spent the last few hours at some type of ball thing that they crashed, they weren't even invited but since they were both dressed up they were assumed to be guests anyways. Xelric was even nice enough to bring her flowers and treat her to dinner, her was a straight A kiss up but she figured that his kind heart would be his downfall. He didn't know what kind of person she was, but for a moment she didn't care. Etoile thought she had a really soft spot for him somewhere in there as she hadn't wanted to get rid of him yet. From the hallway she could still hear the music coming from the ballroom and she turned her head to smirk at Xelric, whom only smirk in return. The pretty flowers he had brought to her were still clutched within her pale hand, they were dying though from the heat of the room and the lack of water. It took a moment of going past room after room, but when they reached the one that had the same number that their key did Etoile raised up a hand to tell him to stop as she unlocked the door and opened it up. The dark haired beauty failed to notice the presence within as well. Once the two of them were inside Etoile closed the door behind them and flicked on a candle. She didn't bother with the lights, they weren't going to need them. "So you really wanna be a Death Eater someday, and become Head of the actual Lefevre family?" Xelric asked Etoile as he headed into the bathroom and turned on what sounded like the sink. While he did that Etoile walked over to the mirror in the room and reached up to take the pin that held her hair in a messy bun out. She shook her head gently and let the hair fall out from it's hold and all the way across her back, it gleamed in the moonlight and felt extremely soft to her fingers as she ran the, through. "Yeah, is it really that hard to believe Xelric? I'm a big girl, I know what I'm doing. I've been working my way up slowly, one way or another I'll get what I want." Etoile spoke darkly as she wiped off some of the lip gloss she had. By this point the sink had been turned off and she the man she was intended to spend the night with had come back into the room. Neither of them had yet to notice Hades within the room which was probably a good thing or he might have killed the mood. Once Etoile had all of the disgusting lip stuff off she turned her body and adjusted her dress, by this point she had also taken her shoes off.

Her fingers gingerly traced the flower Xelric had given her and smelled the beautiful scent of the rose. As her fingers traced over it she suddenly gasped in shock when she felt a sharp pain prick her finger. "Ow!" Her hands dropped the flower and blood poured from the place where her finger made contact with one of the thorns. She lifted her finger up to her face and stared at it. The blood from her finger and the rose made her think about the message Hades had left in her journal. This time it said second and was accompanied by the blood flower. What was he counting down to? Etoile didn't have long to think before Xelric appeared and took her bloody finger and licked off the blood. It wasn't quite the same feeling as something else was but it made her raise an eyebrow at his behavior. "You are absolutely perfect." Etoile muttered to him before she flicked some of her hair away from his face and reached up to kiss him roughly. He returned the kiss of course but it barely lasted a moment before Etoile started to feel like something was wrong. Something was weird. Not Xelric of course but something seemed not right. "What's the matter? Change your mind?" Xelric asked as his hand traced her jawline and his dark blue's focused on her, he must have noticed her lack of enthusiasm in the kiss. Etoile shook her head. "Nothing. Something just feels weird. It's probably me just being...paranoid." Xelric seemed to brush it off easily before he pulled his shirt off and his lips went to attack Etoile's neck. She smirked and her hands went to his shoulders to push him back a little bit. Since when did he think it was okay to be in control. Etoile decided to brush away that feeling and allow herself to have a little fun, and maybe get that heir tonight.

"What's the rush? We have all night. Your lucky I like you or I might have kicked you out of my room for being so touchy and needy." Etoile pushed him against the wall where her lips met with his once again. This was going to be right because he was going to be the one to give her what she wanted. He was perfect and she made absolute sure of that. There was going to be nothing that stopped her from having him either.

Hades Styx · Feb 22, 2011

If only Hades had the ability to speak Parseltongue or else this would have been a lot more fun to mess with. A candle was lit, and Hades remained in the dark. Though the more he watched, the sicker and more pissed off he was getting. Could this be...jealousy? No, Hades never felt that before, but it was odd, the way Etoile seemed to want him. Yet, it was odd because she did not seem like herself either. Something about those body movements, well, one had to be an idiot to tell what they really wanted out of this night. Luckily for Hades, he won't have to sit here and watch it, because he might be a sick, twisted man, but he would not dare watch two people make love. Hades also had some sort of attraction or fixation on Etoile so he would not stand to have her touch another man. Well, perhaps the other way around. He knew that they would not make it to the bed, that was for sure. He had said that to the letter he had permanently attached to the wall of her house. Could she really think that she would get away with this? Hopefully not, or else it would take away the fun of it all. Hades glanced down at his lap for a moment, and up once more at the two. What he was seeing was not what he wanted. Kissing. Hades failed to make a sound, but his hands went into his trench coat, and he pulled out two small weapons. There was a time when Hades did not think that these would come into use, but now he figured that they would. Another hand brought out a small vial of poison, and he soaked one of the stars into the poison, wiping it and making sure that it touched every part of the weapon. This would really come in handy. What the poison was made of was pure venom from a brown recluse spider. When handling the venom, he had used a cloth to wipe it all over the blade, making sure none would get on his skin at all. He slipped on a glove so that he could handle the poisoned blade more carefully. It would take precision to hit him on the shoulder, as that was what Hades would be aiming for. The Death Eater waited in silence, as he heard what was being said. And done. Her kisses did not seem as spirited as they would have been. Hades also noticed the rose, and he smirked lightly into the dark. Oh that had to get her in touch with what he had done, and what he was counting down to. One more time, and he would go through with his insane plans. He would have what he wanted, no matter the cost. One would find Hades not thinking clearly, but the matter of the fact was, he was thinking clearer than any other night that had his blood pumping through his system. The fact that he was unnoticed was exhilarating enough, but what he was seeing was adding onto it because he really did not want to see this happening, not to the being that he had long ago claimed as his own.

Paranoia? Hopefully that is not of my doing, thought Hades with a smirk resting on his lips. The man seemed to want to be in control of this, and that was not how to do it. Hades narrowed his eyes and then saw Etoile shove him against the wall. Lips locked, and Hades had had enough of watching this. He could not take it much longer. Slowly, he rose to his feet, and holding both stars in his hands, he had to think and aim before he threw one, because of the venom it had on it. He did not want it to affect Etoile, but the man, Xelric was his name, was it not, would remember this night. It would be the last time he would ever see Etoile. Using great precision, he threw the blade, the poisoned one that would enter the shoulder and create prolonged havoc to his body if left untreated. But the other one, Hades aimed a little lower, only at Etoile's dress so that it would be pinned against the wall at the corner. But he had more than made himself known, as he attacked then and there. Hades figured that he should go on ahead and speak now. He took off the glove and he put it inside of his trench coat. He narrowed his eyes and his Russian and Bulgarian mixed accent filled the room with a certain coldness to scare any sort of nicer man, "I wouldn't touch her if I were you." Hades folded his arms across his chest, and he expected a rather lovely reaction that he could smirk and perhaps laugh at, but there was a more serious matter at hand now. Xelric was at one point ready to make love to the woman that he swore was his own, and now, Hades knew just how to play his cards. Lying will just have to suffice, which he rarely lied to begin with, but once he actually thought of something and rolled with it for the greater good, he would create something that seemed rather legit. Hades smirked and he stated, "She has this...thing where it is very contagious, depending on if you were to spend the night with her. Chances are you would receive it too. Also, you may be wondering who I am, but that is not the point right now, and how I know this." Hades shifted his eyes to Etoile for a moment, before he continued on, making his story plausible, "Etoile here isn't a common woman. She likes forcefulness, blood, vanilla scented candles and she adores using daggers to slice someone up. She also loves roses, doesn't have a family, and she surely is not a virgin. I'd know, trust me." Hades snickered for a moment. "I know all of this because well, Etoile is not single. She is engaged to another man. Imagine what she would do to you if you were to get serious with her and have her leave him. Plus, her future husband is a very jealous man so you would be risking your life, for one measly common sl*t, so don't think she is worth the trouble actually.." Hades was at a good distance, but figured that this all would get the real Etoile out to play. Not only this, that venom must be working through his system now anyway.

Etoile Lefevre · Feb 22, 2011

Etoile could easily say that she was going to enjoy tonight as Xelric was a fair kisser for someone who was so needy and pathetic. Yes despite the fact that he was perfect for her, she knew he had some setbacks. But in order to get the heir she wanted and to start on with the new life she had planned, she needed him. But it seemed that someone else had a better idea for what the night was supposed to consist of. In the midst of their kissing something whizzed right into their direction and forced Etoile to hurriedly break the kiss just in time to see something fly right into Xelric's shoulder, blood spurted from the wound but a thick and disgusting smell overpowered the blood that usually made her go crazy. It was the smell of some sort of poison she could guess, Etoile of course would know how they smelled. How else would she have killed the majority of her friends without the need for bloodshed? Her silvery green eyes flicked with foreign emotions as she watched Xelric cry out in pain from the star and it's direct hit. If he thought that this was going to be painful he was in for a surprised once whatever was on that star kicked in. The think body of Etoile tried to scramble away from the man but another star was thrown by whomever was also in the room with them. This one only managed to pin Etoile's dress to the wall, whoever aimed that one clearly had a problem aiming if they were trying to get her shoulder too. "What the he-" Her words and body froze when she heard that voice. The one that had refused to leave her head since she confronted him that day, he was still after her. Etoile didn't even need to turn her head to look at the figure because she knew who he was automatically. His voice was awful hard to miss when he did nothing but follow her around day after day. No matter what she did to try and escape him and throw him off he seemed to find her. Even now when she was here with a man she truly wanted, Hades had shown himself. It wasn't clear until now that the man actually wanted something from her. Nothing something she could help him with, but there must have been something he really wanted from her. And then he spoke, told Xelric not to touch Etoile if he were him. The dark haired beauty had every reason to snort, he was such a liar. Strictly speaking as he had touched her a few times himself. But he wasn't finished and he was going to keep adding on the insults apparently. But then the bastard went as far as to say that she had some sort of contagious disease that he could catch from her. "He's lying! Don't listen to him!" But the sickly looking Xelric was completely hook on Hades' words He wasn't going to listen to her and she wasn't going to get what she wanted, Hades was ruining her life so quickly that she didn't have much room to really fix it as quickly as he had been messing it up. Her eyes wavered when she heard Hades described as well, he knew her better than she thought he did. But how? How could he know anything about her when she tried to keep it hidden that she liked anything of his? Hades kept on too, making the situation much further than it was and by this point Etoile used her want to turn on the lights, Hades' pale face and trenchcoat covered body coming into full view. Etoile hated him so much.

"Your engaged to another man? And to think, I thought you loved me. You can keep the little sl*t, I'm done here." Xelric spoke bitterly as he stared down at Etoile who tried to voice that everything Hades said was a complete and utter lie that she had valid proof for. Was the idiot stupid enough to look at her fingers and make sure she bore no ring, did he want to look at papers for it? Even use the truth telling serum if he so desired. Etoile had never lied to him when it came to being engaged, yes she wasn't exactly a virgin but she was pretty sure that he wasn't either. Etoile walked blankly as Xelric pulled the poisoned weapon from his shoulder and dropped it to the floor. To then make sure sue couldn't get in his way as left he placed his hands upon her shoulders and roughly shoved Etoile backward. The star that had her dress caught on the wall tore due to it being pinned. Only a small piece of the bottom had been torn though, luckily. Etoile pushed her body back up to sitting position as she watched Xelric leave. She doubted that he would make it less than thirty feet away from the door as the poison kicked in heavily. As the door closed, Etoile was faced with a new problem. Now she was stuck in the same room with a man she seriously wanted to kill right now. Etoile pushed herself up to a standing position and didn't even bother to brush dust off her dress before she picked up the nearest object, which happened to be a lamp and hurled it in his direction. "WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?! YOU'VE JUST RUINED EVERYTHING!" Etoile hurled more objects in the room in his direction. Not caring whether or not it hit him or if it didn't even come close. She would have brought her wand out at some point but she was just so angry. He ruined her chances for an heir, to be happy, and he didn't look like he cared in the slightest. Etoile breathed out heavily and began to search around the room for her shoes and all her things, she was leaving.

Hades Styx · Feb 22, 2011

How was it that Hades could manipulate something so full of lust into something that seemed to be nothing but full of lies? He was just talented, and he was determined to make sure that Etoile got no action, any that she would like anyway. Hades smirked even more when the blade made contact with his shoulder, and he could smell the blood that poured from the wound. How could he not? It practically spurted out everywhere. Hades figured that the venom would have a nasty affect on him. Hades just hoped that it really killed the mood for any sort of love making tonight. Hades glanced over at Etoile to see the reaction upon her face when he revealed himself to her, to Xelric. Thing was, he was not bothering with trying to harm her as much as he was just trying to pin her there for a bit. He should have soaked both and threw them both at Xelric. Give or take two hours with two blades with venom, and Xelric would be no change for for life. Hades figured that he would not need to kill him, but if Etoile was truly in love, he would have no choice but to kill him. He would not let her have anyone else, because he was that fixated. Hades made his lies seem like statements. As if they were true. He knew one thing, and one thing for certain, if he was stupid enough to believe a stranger's lies, then he had no business with a woman like Etoile in his honest opinion. Etoile was right when she said that he was lying, and he was. Hades turned his onyx eyes to her, and they gleamed with a certain smugness. He had warned her, and she might have wanted something from Xelric, but she sure was not going to receive it now. A child, a night of sexual intercourse, she would not receive it from any male that he did not deem worthy. And Hades did not find Xelric as worthy as he would a maggot. Odd how Hades jumped the gun to judge Etoile's lover as someone that was not worthy, and now, he was not even fit to really be in the same room as either of them. Hades would see to it that he was not going to be known in the world any longer if he tried to stick around and ruin Hades' fun even though he was all apart of the game as well. A game that he knew how to play, and he was the gamekeeper. He would not let anyone touch his queen. Ah, that was a name to call her. Not princess, but queen, often what some people called Danielle in the family that do not like the term Ranee. Hades used both terms, seeing as both worked for Danielle. Hades stared at Xelric and with his expression upon that face, Hades just knew that the man was believing every word, down to the syllable of what he said, which was grand.

The lights went on, and Hades squinted ever so slightly to adjust to the lights as he was used to sitting in the dark for long periods of time. The man went as far as saying that he thought that she loved him. That was actually quite hilarious for Hades, as he started laughing softly, but it was still cold, dark laughs as well. That was really something, and Hades almost had to catch his breath. But the job was done, and he had believed every word that he had said. The Death Eater was tempted to say Thank you for the sl*t but he did not. He remained silent but he was just enjoying this too much. It was just too funny for Hades. He watched it as the weapon was dropped on the floor. Hades flourished his wand and with a wave of it, the star vanished. Which was better for either of them because that blade was drenched with poison and blood. It was better off when that thing was dead. However, once the door closed, Hades' attention went straight to Etoile. She had to not be happy about what he did. And Hades did not regret as he should have. Then next thing he knew, a lamp was flying in his direction. Hades put up his left arm and allowed it as well as the coat to absorb the blow. Blocking it was better than dodging, as the lamp shattered and the pieces fell to the floor. Hades was not expecting some many things flying at him. Other objects flew in his direction, but they seemed to fly around him and not even hit him. He almost thought that she would end up throwing the bed, but that did not happen. Hades shrugged lightly, and he smirked, "Actually, I just made your life a lot easier without him. If he really liked you, he would not have believed a stranger. I guess no one normal would appreciate you." Hades glanced over her body once more, and he figured that only some people would do stuff with her because she looked good. Though she was leaving. Hades was in a good debate now. To let her leave, or to stop her? Well, if she managed to leave, his plans would come in real action, and that would be something that she would never be able to escape from. Hades smirked lightly, and he thought over the two actions. What should he do? Let her get away from him? Well, Hades would have to warn her. "Etoile," stated Hades, "I'd advise you to not leave, or else you will regret it." Hades had given her a warning, because if she left, the plans would go into effect. It would not be a pretty sight for her. But it would be fun for him though, which was why he half hoped that she did run away so that he could really have some fun and freak her out one of these days. Hades lowered his head, but his eyes never left those silvery green eyes that seemed so familiar.

Etoile Lefevre · Feb 23, 2011

Etoile snorted loudly in spite when Hades said that he had just made her life a lot easier without him in it because if he really liked her then he wouldn't have believed what Hades said. He also guessed that no one normal would appreciate her and Etoile had to resist the urge to throw the TV within the room at him next because her anger was growing fast and furiously. "I DON'T CARE HADES! I liked him Hades and I actually wanted to be with him, so it doesn't matter what you think or want..it's about what I think and want!" Etoile heaved out angrily before she felt completely silent. All that could be heard within the room. In the distance she swore she could hear the music from the dance going on in the ballroom that was located down the hallway. The party must have still been going on or something if the music could still be heard. The people in the room next to theirs might have thought that they were a couple fighting or something, but they were so much worse than that. A cold look filled Etoile's eyes as she shook her head and continued to search around the room for all of her things. Her breath came out in ragged breaths because she was so tired and annoyed right now. How was it that he had enough heart think that this was even in the slightest okay for another human being to do. It had lost it's sense of fun and a thrill a long time ago and Etoile was quite honestly unsure what she could do anymore to keep Hades at bay and way from her. Did she dare even try to ask and see what it was that he wanted from her, did he even have a motive? Some serial killers didn't have motives to killing to he might not even have a motive to this, was she just part of some sick game that had little to no meaning to him. A cry was heard out from the hallway and Etoile dropped her shoes to glare at Hades then heads toward the door. She opened it carefully and peered out to see Xelric lying on the floor. A woman was over his screaming and attracting many other guests. They were all trying to discuss what could have happened to him as it looked like he had been cut or something. Etoile knew she could have handed Hades in right there, but she knew it would get her into trouble too and carefully closed the door in front of her instead.

"What I don't get, is why you even care about me with another guy or not. When did it become any of your business to care about what I do?" Etoile muttered sarcastically as she returned to pick her shoes back up and hold them within her hand, they were flats so they were easier to carry around than heels were for her. The entire time she made sure not to make eye contact with Hades so he wouldn't be able to get into her head and possibly throw her off any. She felt like when their eyes met that he could see into her head or something and it was so creepy. This was none of his business but Hades didn't seem shy about butting into her life anyways. It was like he thought he was her father or something. Oh how she would love to knock his teeth in. When her things were all gathered away she headed towards the door, before she could leave though it seemed like Hades felt like he needed to step in for some reason. He told her not to leave, or she'd regret. What did he suggest then? She stay in here with him until she rot away? How stupid of him to think that she would ever remain with him. "I highly doubt you could ruin my life anymore than you already have Hades. Leave me alone please." Etoile stated softly as she turned around and let her eyes meet with his for a moment or two, then she turned again, opened the door and left Hades alone in the silence of the forgotten Hotel room. There went her plan for an heir and a lover. It wasn't fair. No one wanted to see her be happy so she was obvious destine to be miserable. Damn her for ever meeting Hades.</COLOR>

A day after her little run in with Hades, Etoile found herself returning Home to lay down for a little bit. A part of her believe she was either getting tired beyond belief or she was getting sick. Maybe the fact that she was miserable and her dreams were crushed before her very eyes was now speaking to her. It took a moment or two but she opened the door to the old creaky house and motioned for the fire to start up immediately and maybe warm the house. Her silvery green eyes started into it tiredly for a moment before she wiped her eyes and headed up the stairs slowly and into her bedroom. She was still wearing the white dress she had worn a few days ago. Only now it was covered in bloodstains and dirt and grass smears. All because of her own fault though. The sweater that she had around her arms was dropped to the floor as well as the shoes she had on her feet. Etoile made sure the fire in her room was roaring too before she noticed that her journal was opened upon her bed. Was there another message on it? Upon approaching the journal Etoile felt a cold shudder and as if the fire grew dimmer by just the mere footsteps of her body. The page was indeed open and written in what looked like fresh blood, with a black rose by the page dripping in fresh blood, was none other than the words:

<COLOR color="darkred">Last time.
Turn around...

Etoile furrowed her eyebrows. But then that chill returned again. If she had been smarter she would have realized that the chills were warning her. Enjoy the last moments she had, because she was about to lose all she held dear. Feeling another presence around she carefully craned her head, and screamed when she saw what was there.

Hades Styx · Feb 23, 2011

A day later, after Etoile exploded on Hades after he made sure that Xelric was not going to be coming around anymore. Hades waited this time, inside the house, and he kept to the shadows. Once she walked into her bedroom, Hades slowly closed the door behind him as he approached her as she read the message that he had left. Hades had a cloth soaked in chloroform in his white hand, and he smirked. Payback was a b*tch. Hades approached her, and this was the last time she was going to be running from him. He was not going to tolerate it any longer. Hades was going to have her. She was everything, and he was not going to lose that again. Once she turned her head, and screamed, Hades went forward, clamped the cloth around her mouth and nose, forcing her to inhale, while using his other hand to find a pressure point and used it. Using both things together, it worked out marvelously. Her body fell against his arm with the cloth, and he dropped it on the floor. He bent down more to see if she was really asleep. Well, unconscious, but either way it worked. He needed her limp for the time being. Hades held her for a moment, before scooping her up into his arms and carrying her as he stood up and apparated off. He went to his isolated home with Vritra living there with him. His daughter was in her room right now, but Hades would not need that. He instead went to his bedroom, and he shut the door with his boot. He walked over to his large bed, and he laid down Etoile. He glanced over her dress and he thought, This is not going to do. Hades took the dress off of her, which was not that hard while she was out cold. He dressed her in a dress of hers that he had taken a while back, perhaps a month ago. The dress was an interesting color indeed. He approved of it, and he finished putting it on her. What came next was something to make sure that she would not wake up and freak out. He pulled out long, heavy chains and rested them on the bed. Waving his wand, the chains wrapped around the bed, and bound the black haired woman to the bed. Hades locked the chains in place, and made sure that even her arms were down as well. Hades sat down on the bed, right below the chains so that he would not harm her or wake her at all. His white hand softly brushed the black hair from her face, and he saw just how fragile and peaceful she looked. Why did she hate him so much? Hades did not want her to hate him, but it was also exhilarating as well. It made it more of a challenge, and he glanced down her body as well. She was definitely something that was like a treasure. She was a treasure, a gem that should never be bought out. Hades shook his head and figured that he might as well just leave her alone, but he did not want that at all. He wanted her, and that was all it took for him to really be convinced of his next action. To make her his forever.

She hated to be stuck in one place, and he would help her with anything she desired, as long as she would make the promise, the Vow. He lifted her head up for a moment, and lightly kissed her upon her sleeping lips. He leaned away and he rested her head back down, while putting a pillow under it for comfort, which was a little redundant because the chains would be uncomfortable enough. They would only be there as long as she did not kick and scream. The moment she remains calm, he would make a proposal with her, freedom and power for her hand with him in the darkness. It was different than marriage, because this one was a lot more serious. His hand brushed down her shoulder, feeling her skin and the warmth it gave out. Down and down her body it went, down to her thigh to feel the muscles that she had. Hades moved his hand from her body for good reasons. If he touched her more, he might be tempted to do more than just chain her down. Hades had to force himself to get up off of the bed and he went out of the bedroom for a moment. Hades went to the bedroom for Vritra, and he lifted her up into his arms, before he went back to his bedroom. He sat down in his armchair with his daughter on his lap. He kept his onyx eyes on Etoile, and once she woke up, he would introduce her to Vritra. He whispered to her in Russian, "What do you think about your new mother, Vritra?" Vritra's miscolored eyes went to her and before he knew it, Vritra had moved from his lap and crawled onto the bed and sat beside her. She seemed to stare at her for a long time, and she murmured, "New mother? She is pretty." Vritra seemed to like her, but a small smile graced her features. It was obvious that she was Hades' daughter, but there were very small traces of her own mother that was long since dead there. Hades watched his daughter just stare at her, waiting for Etoile to wake up. Hades tapped his finger on the armchair. Any moment now, but would she even try to assault a small girl? That was something that he was wondering. She did not seem the type to hate children, but she did not seem the type to love them either. This would be something for research. Hades ran his fingers through his hair, his ebony hair, but he was more worried about what she would say and do to Vritra than himself. Then again, if she did try to leave, she would have to get the door open, and once it opened, there was snow as tall as the doorway because of the blizzard conditions he was living in around this time of season. If she could manage that, then she could try, but was someone insane enough to do that? Hades also knew that he had floo powder, and she could escape with that, but she would just end up at the Zhefarovich Manor, and she couldn't leave from there anyway. His proposal was the only way. Well, the only way he could think of anyway.

Etoile Lefevre · Feb 23, 2011

Etoile's thin body stirred softly. Her body now becoming aware of the fact that she was able to move it and everything. The Chloroform that she inhaled earlier had been a rough hit on her system. Etoile found herself in the midst of a nightmare during the entire part of her being taken by Hades, though a part of her would have preferred the nightmare to what was happening in reality right now, at least the nightmare would end. But now she was waking form the nightmare only to realize that perhaps the real nightmare in her life had never ended and will never end for her. Her head shifted to the side and Etoile was sure that she could feel a pillow under her head, or something. Had she fallen asleep inside her room without even realizing it? She had still yet to even register the other two figures within the room, in fact her body was still trying to grasp a hold of the fact that it was able to function properly. From the very moment she turned around and screamed and the scent of that stuff filled her nose, she was out and had very little memory of being moved anywhere. Thank god she hadn't been awake for that ordeal either. The thought of Hades touching her and even thinking that she would ever belong to him would have made her sick to her stomach. Her thoughts and her memories started to come back to her like an ocean of horror, pleasure, and bittersweet memories that she knew she would never be allowed to forget within her lifetime. It was all him. Always him and there was no way to escape it. The first day Etoile ever saw Hades she found him so dark and mysterious that her heart long for her to follow him, just so she could pretend that there was maybe something in her life that she could look forward to. And seeing him was what it was. But then she actually met him and she soon found it to be a mistake to ever have pursued him. Etoile didn't want people to become fond of her, to want her around. Because then she would open her heart out to them and they would either die or decide they didn't want her anymore and kick her to the curb. Etoile was so afraid of having her heart broken down that she swore she'd hate and kill anyone who got involved into her life. Which Hades was working his way into with a goddamn machete. He refused to leave her alone it seemed and the more she fought the more he came around. How as she ever going to become Head of the Lefevre's if this man never let her be? Etoile's body stirred again and a light moan of pain left her soft lips. She was finally coming to. Silvery Green eyes peeked from behind her eyelids as she peered around for a moment. This wasn't her room, this wasn't her bed, and her dress had been changed, was she having another nightmare? Panic set into full mode Etoile tried to fly up from the bed, but something prevented her from doing so and forced her back down again. "What th-?" Etoile forced it halfway through her lips, her body tensing up as she glanced around to see herself chained. Who in their right mind would f*cking chain someone to the bed? Her eyes glanced around and feel upon a child. Her face immediately softened. The young girl looked like she was happy to see her, or something. "Hello...um...who are you?" Etoile's words caused her to freeze when she noticed him. It was Hades. Her eyes narrowed and her body froze up. The one that had brought her here and was doing all of this to her.

"Hades! What is the meaning of this? Where am I and why am I chained down?" Etoile began to struggle with the chains in every way she possible could. Yanking them pulling them, anything she could try she attempted to get the chains off of her so she could escaped. Her wrists began to turn red and her breathing came out ragged and hitched. How long had she been out for and what was he planning on doing to her here? Was he actually going to kill her now or was he going to torture her until she lost her mind. Not much could be said until the child was gone though. She refused to act wild and harsh, or even harm the girl. It wasn't in her nature to bring harm to children. Even if they looked like Hades or not. The girl was on the bed next to where she had been laying moments ago so she had to be careful. Etoile tugged at the chains again until she grew frustrated and dug around the new dress that had been placed on her. "Did you take my wand? Hades I demand that you get these off of me or you will discover a whole new meaning to pain and suffering!" Etoile fought and fought, and kicked, and screamed until she even felt the chains digging into her wrists so much. Little cuts and specks of blood showed up and Etoile knew that she had been fighting too much. A few more struggles before she felt back onto the bed. Exhausted and small pants of breath coming out. Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead and she wiped them away before she looked over at Hades. Her eyes then drifted to the little girl within the room. "Hades...I'm not kidding. Damn I can't even breath in here. You cannot possibly be thinking of just keeping me here with you!" Etoile breathed out as she rested against the bed, her eye drifting down tot he dress she was wearing. All she could hope was that Hades answered her question and that soon the young girl would no longer be present so she could really take a good hack at Hades. Instead right now she remained in bed where she had first woken up from.

Hades Styx · Feb 24, 2011

Hades' eyes went from his daughter to Etoile as she started to awaken. He figured that she would be rather riled up about this all, but it was funny to him. A smirk crept onto his handsome face as he thought back over the first few months. Imagining if he had never made himself known to this woman, as if she would have never followed him, then this would have never happened to her, yet here she was, being kept as a replacement mother for his daughter, and his oldest two that were currently at the school. Hades wanted nothing more but to have her involved in his life, but he failed to take no for an answer, no matter how many times she screamed it. Things would not have worked out so beautifully if it were not meant to be. Hades only saw one flaw in her right now, and that was - surprisingly not her giving in - but not being a Death Eater, but that might be changing soon enough. Hades could train her, warp her, but he did not need to do that really. She was good enough to be a Death Eater, if only she had changed her views up just a bit. She had asked who Vritra was once she had awaken from her forced slumber. Vritra seemed excited to meet her in her own way, which was a smile on her small face, and just staring. It was hard to see the emotions on that kid's face, signalling her to really be her father's daughter. Hades worked his way to standing up from his chair, and he murmured, "That is Vritra Lutrova, my daughter, and she views you as her new mother. Welcome home, sweetheart." His tone was nothing close to joking around, but it was quite serious, and seemed like he was enjoying every second of what he was seeing right now as it was. He did like it when someone was chained down, helpless and thrashing, but he also thought of it more like a game, a game that Vritra could not be around to see because of her age. Hades approached Etoile and sat down on the bed, where Vritra moved on the other side of Etoile, avoiding the chains. Hades glanced over the chains once more, and wondered if it was the best thing to do was to remove her from the chains. Vritra did not see it as bad to have the chains down, but she did ask, "Daddy, what is for supper tonight?" Hades glanced over at his daughter, and he stood up from the bed once more. He paced the room as if he were in thought, and honestly, that did not occur to him. Hades smirked and stated, "I would have something in mind, but I doubt Etoile would want to join us later tonight, but go on to your bedroom and I'll cook in a few hours. You just had lunch, so you should be good for a while." Vritra beamed before she hopped from the bed and opened the door to the bedroom. She turned her head and she asked, "Mother won't die, will she?"

Already and she was referring to Etoile as her mother. It was a good thing, for Hades, because it seemed to fit. Hades shook his head and did not bother answering. Vritra left the door open and went across the hall and into her own bedroom. She was a cute girl, anyone would see that. But she was a strange, quiet and morbid one as well. One had to be when it came from Hades' genes. That family was as screwed up as one can get, and mixing it with the Zhefarovich blood made Hades the most powerful and the one that was the most twisted as one could come by from either side. Two bad bloods mixing into a glorious being, ran by his own rules and lived his own life out and in the open. Free as a crow. Hades made sure that Vritra could not see anything, before he would step this up a notch to make sure that Etoile knew a lot about her, more than she probably wanted him to know. Hades smirked, "We are home, and I chained you down so that you wouldn't throw any sore of punches when you woke up. You are a feisty one. Must ask, how did that chloroform smell?" Hades walked over to his nightstand, and in it, he pulled out offwhite candles. He somehow figured out that she really liked the smell of vanilla, so that might relax her a bit. He did not plan to do anything to her that she did not welcome herself. Hades was not like that at all. Instead, he thought over where he had put that white dress and he nodded to her question that he did take her wand. Lighting the candles, it was not long before the room smelt like warm vanilla. He preferred dragon's blood, but vanilla might help her relax a bit. That was what he going for. Hades chuckled darkly before he turned his eyes to her. "Really, get those chains off so that you could perhaps teach me something new about torturing and pain. I doubt you could, and those chains stay until I know you are calm." He gave a light shrug of his shoulders, and before he had settled down on the chair once more, the bed was decorated in red rose petals. He knew that she liked roses, and red as well. Knowing so much about her must really get under her skin. Hades glanced down at his lap for a moment, and he shrugged lightly, "You must be breathing all right to be talking. I made sure that the chains were not on your lungs. Maybe on the diaphragm, but just a little bit. That black rose that you received symbolizes the life that you once had. It came to an end. I am not thinking that I will be keeping you here, but I know that you will be living here. May take you a while to get adjusted to it, being so far away from your home, but you will come to love it here." Hades' lips curled into a soft, almost arrogant smirk. Hades wanted her to stay with him, and that was what was going to happen. He wanted her, and now he had her.

Etoile Lefevre · Feb 24, 2011

The young girl was introduced to Etoile as Vritra Lutrova and also as Hades' daughter. The resemblance between then was really obvious to the dark haired beauty. A part of her couldn't help but wonder if the Boogie Man himself had been this cute as a child. But Etoile did not appreciate being viewed as someone's mother, nor being called sweetheart by someone she couldn't stand even the least bit. "Do not call me sweetheart, and this is most certainly not my home so you can get that thought out of your mind right here and now." Etoile growled, under her breath. Her eyes shifting away form Hades and to the little girl that seemed to think that she was her mother and remained silent for the moment. As much as she would also love to point in the little girl's direction that she was also most certainly not her mother because the young girls' father was someone she hated more than anything on this earth. But she didn't have the heart. A child's mind was hard to away and Etoile didn't want to see her cry or anything, perhaps she was more motherly than she thought she was originally? The small interaction between Vritra and her father forced Etoile to keep quiet as she listened to them interact, she needed to get out of here before she got stuck here for all eternity and was forced to act like she was actually a member of this family. No she would not be joining them for dinner. Not tonight, not tomorrow night, never if she could help it. Etoile would rather stave and wither away to bones than to eat dinner with them like they were a family or something. Her real family had died long ago and she didn't need a new one. Once the child was gone and Hades and Etoile were left alone she knew it would be alright for her to let loose and just tear into him now. Once she was sure the girl wouldn't be coming back to hear her she lifted herself off the bed and stared into Hades' eyes, She sat up and let her hair fall into her face as she tried to control her anger that was going into overload. Hades had now crossed the line and she thought that someone needed to show him that what he was doing wasn't okay. "How dare you tell that girl that I'm her new mother! Is that why you've been following me around and ruining my life? So I could become this girl's mother? Why didn't you go back the last women if you wanted that? You can't keep me here Hades, it's not fair. I don't want to be here." Etoile spat out all at once. Her tone wasn't as venomous as usual but it was still harsh and strict sounding. Etoile didn't want to try and alarm the girl in the house and she didn't want to end up all bloodied up. Perhaps if she reasoned with him. Etoile pulled upon the chains some more and tried to see if they had loosened up any. When they didn't she shuddered and breathed out. Being chained up would have normally turned her on, but as it was Hades she felt disgusted by the thought of it. If only she knew how romantic he had been with her while she was asleep, even Etoile was a sucker for that stuff.

Pulling on the chains more and more did very little to loosen then up and eventually Etoile felt her body grow tired of struggling at all. She laid back on the bed and ceased her struggling for a moment when she saw Hades pull out some offwhite candles and lit them, their scent of vanilla blending across the room easily. Etoile sat up and gave him a look, it was then that she noticed the rose petals that adorned the bed. How did he know that she liked those two things? Picking up one of the rose petals and holding it between her fingers. A small subtle smile made it's way to her face as she stared at it. He had been studying her obviously if he knew that. The happy moment didn't last long though, Etoile's smile faded once she realized what he was doing to her. Etoile took the pillow that was on the bed with her and placed it over her face before she then screamed bloody murder. The pillow droned out a lot of the pitch though, after her screaming was done she continued to shoot out profanity after profanity at him. "I hate you! I hate you! IhateyouIhateyouIhateyou! I want to go home, I don't want to be here. Is there something you want? I can make a deal with you if that's what you want. Money, possessions, I can give you want you want....." Etoile set the pillow back onto the bed and fell back against it. Her breathing coming out light and strongly. Her face looked relaxed for a moment as she closed her eyes and stayed peaceful and quiet. The smell of Vanilla put her body at ease and another shudder left her. What was he going to do with her now? Why was she even here?

Hades Styx · Feb 25, 2011

With a shrug of his shoulders, Hades just dismissed that one little comment of hers. He did not care if she did not think it anymore, it did not make it any more true. Etoile was home now, and she needed to realize that there was one man out there - one incredibly insane man mind you - that wanted her more than he wanted his own life and more than the eradication of the mudbloods in this world. Though he did not mind the mudbloods as much as he just loved the bloodshed that came with eradicating, as long as it was not the right people in this world. His eyes fell onto Etoile once more, and his hand went into the pocket of his trench coat. He withdrew her very wand, and he glanced over at her. He wondered why she had not thought about using it to get out of the chains. But if she tried to summon it, he would feel it, and possibly snap it in half. Hades would not tolerate things like that. It would ruin everything. Hades heard Etoile pretty much freak out, and he connected the two dots together. She would not act like that if there was a child in the room. That might work to his advantage, but he might know other means to keep someone calm. Hades listened to her, and he smirked more and more as she went on assuming that he was following her more or less because of the mother thing. No, that was just a bonus, the cherry on the sundae so to speak. This was much different than that of just finding a replacement mother. This was so much more. There was more that she would never really know until she asked for it. Hades shrugged lightly, "Who ever said life was fair? But no, that is not why I've been following you around. I have been following you around because-" he faded off for a moment, before he cleared his throat and he continued, "Ruining a life is not what I do. I modify lives and make them better. I enrich people with things that they have never experienced. But really, pointing out that other woman won't make it any easier, because let's just say something else has caught my eyes." Hades glanced over her body, not hiding what he was doing, signalling that he was talking about her. Really, how could anyone think that Hades was going to stick close to one single woman? He was not that type, but he thought that it would be time soon to settle down. And his attention, all of it, was on one woman.

He had to admit, he was liking the nicer Etoile, but then again, he preferred those that were feisty. It made things more of a challenge. Hades loved challenges, and it proved that if he could get this one, he could do anything he wanted. Hades wondered if Etoile noticed that he liked a lot more about her than she knew, and new her more than she would like to. Those aphrodisiacs of hers were rather easy to ready. If he sliced his arm somewhere, or his neck, and his blood poured, he knew that Etoile would probably have a heart attack she would be so sexually active. His onyx eyes went to Etoile and noticed that she had the pillow over her face, and screaming into it. She seemed to be frustrated, and doing that should help calm her down. Hades listened as she practically screamed out that she hated him. He knew that, but he knew that there was that little line that he was going to shove her across. Somehow, he would shove her across that line, but he had yet to figure out how. Hades then heard what she said, and she was trying to reason with him? Hades slowly moved up from the chair, crossed the room and sat onto the bed, close to her waist. It seemed like her reasoning might have struck an interest in Hades' mind. Perhaps he could bargain with her. Hades smirked lightly, and he murmured, "Do I look like the type of man that is into worldly possessions? No, I want something much more valuable, something that I doubt you would be willing to give away so easily. Though seeing you with that Xelric man, makes me wonder just how easy you are." Hades paused for a moment, but he shook his head, "That I don't believe though. You aren't easy. You are really hard to get, which is why I am so amused. I want you to really think, think in the mind of someone like me, what do you think I want from you?" Hades used one of his hands to gently massage her inner thighs. He had a touch with his hands that worked wonders on getting someone to calm down. Hades then stood up from the bed, not really wanting to stay in one place for too long. He had put the wand of hers into his trench coat before he went over to the bed. He folded his arms across his chest, and he walked around the bed, as much as one can with the headboard against the wall.

Etoile Lefevre · Feb 26, 2011

Etoile didn't make another move or sound after she watched Hades shrug his shoulder's to her comment, it was getting harder and harder to phase him and that made her really nervous. Was there anything she could do to make him repulsed by her, make him hate her life to the point of ceasing this stupid little game that he was playing with her life? She wasn't sure if there was even a point to where he would begin to hate her that much. But Etoile would play around with it regardless if she could find a way how, she single-handedly killed all of those close to her in her past and this one would be no different. Hades would fall. And he would regret bringing her here and forcing her to stay where she didn't belong. Etoile watched carefully as his His eyes fell onto her once more, and his hand went into the pocket of his trench coat. He withdrew her wand that she knew he had taken earlier. Her eyes narrowed and she almost went out to reach for it. But she knew Hades would not give her the wand. That would be stupid for anyone to do. With a wand in hand she could easily curse him until he couldn't feel anything but pain anymore, even kill him if she so willed it. But now that she knew he had a daughter to care for did she really think it was the best idea to kill him? With as much hate that boiled inside of her as it did, would killing him relieve her of all her problems? Oh yeah it would. That's why as each day passed between them and he tried to get closer and closer to her, she wanted him dead more and more. Shifting Etoile cleared her throat slightly and turned her silvery green eyes on his form to glare at him with as much hatred as she could. "Exactly how long do you intend to keep me here? You know I do have other things to do then mess around with you all of the time?" She needed to make sure that her house was left untouched by other's within the family and she needed to find some way to get Danielle and her to meet face-to-face just one time. Etoile's thoughts went wayward when Hades started to speak to her again about life not being fair. Of course she knew this had some truth behind it. If life was fair then her family wouldn't have all died and just left her alone to suffer and lose her mind. She wouldn't have had to try so hard to become Head, in her mind she would have already been the Head if life was fair to her at all. And also, Hades wouldn't have trapped her here, the one meeting and night they had together would have been enough for him. But since life wasn't fair none of this was true and none of the things she wished in life were going to come true because fairness just didn't seem to suit her. Hades said that ruining a life is not what he did and that made Etoile snort before she turned her eyes to the door of the bedroom longingly. She wanted to leave this place to badly. Him not ruining lives? He had done nothing but ruin her life so far. "That's pure bullsh*t Hades. You've done nothing but ruin my life so far. You haven't enriched me in experiencing something different, I was miserable far before you came into my life." Etoile muttered as she clear her breath out of her throat and marveled in the fact that her stomach was now growling in protest. She hadn't eaten since the morning before and she was pretty sure that it was nearing nightmare here. It had been over a day but it didn't matter, Etoile wasn't going to eat while being here. She felt that if she didn't then it wouldn't be official of her being here. Anything to keep her distance from living here she would try. Etoile hated when he glanced over her body like he did. It wasn't his to look at so it made her uncomfortable. "I guess that's too bad for you, the other women might have been better for you. Because this something else doesn't care if it caught your eyes at all." Etoile closed her eyes, letting her body relax as she calmly rejected his little statement of something else catching his eyes. The way he looked at her made it obvious that he was talking about her. It was so disgusting.

Etoile tensed up and opened her closed eyes when she heard Hades move. Her eyes never left his form as he moved up from the chair, crossed the room and sat onto the bed, close to her waist. She scoot her body further away from Hades' form so she wouldn't have to be close from him. She wondered how long it would take before it officially sank in that she hated him and wanted nothing to do with him or his life. He massaged her inner thighs and she shuddered softly before she tried to his hand away, he knew she was sensitive there. "Don't touch me." He smirked then started to speak to her and Etoile rubbed her temples. He wanted something more than worldly possessions. He wanted something much more valuable and he asked her to really think about what he wanted. Etoile was growing extremely sleepy by this point so it grew difficult to think. Lazily her hand went up to brush away a few strands of her hair before she left it fall back onto the bed, chains could be heard rattling the entire time. Hades was moving around and she could hear him but she wasn't sure if she had enough energy to look around. "Are you after the power I seek too? Or maybe your just want to make me miserable for a good laugh. I honestly couldn't be sure of what you wanted Hades. Whatever it is though...you should...just take it...bef-" Etoile couldn't finish her sentence because she quickly fell soundly asleep. Her body curled up and her breathing leveled out as she took a much needed rest, in the morning she would let her worries sort themselves out and then she would need to think of a plan to get ready and out of this place and Hades' life forever. Because this wasn't healthy for either of them.

Hades Styx · Feb 28, 2011

Hades figured that he would end up bothering her to the point where it would just aggravate her. He did not want anything to do with her death though. Hades needed her alive, and he needed her body to do well with his own. Hades had officially chosen her as a future vessel, though he doubted that she would be able to carry one of his children. Hades assumed that he would not be on the best terms with her anyway. He smirked even more when she questioned how long he was going to keep her here. Actually, he did not really have a plan on how long actually. He shrugged lightly, and he muttered, "Actually, I don't know how long. But I am sure that those things can wait." Hades smirked behind it, and he figured that he would be helping her out one of these days to get whatever she wanted, but then again, he might just have to keep her from getting it anyway, just to see how long it would last. Hades continued to pace back and forth, back and forth, around and around the bed. It was clear to him that she wanted so much to get outside of here, to leave him and be gone from his life. But that was not the case. It would take the two things to really get him into wanting him to stop with his constant pursuing. Hades wanted nothing more but to just keep Etoile with him, no matter the cost. Hades needed her right now, but in a way that he did not really understand for the most part. Hades smirked lightly when she said that he had done nothing but ruin her life. Hades shook his index finger, "No, I do believe, you have done that by following me in the first place. So, you being miserable before and now, it shouldn't really vary now should it." Hades smirked a bit, and he wondered what she would say about that now. But then again, things were a little bad for her.

"You keep bringing her up, like she will one day matter to me, but it will not work," Hades said as he continued to pace, and he hoped that she would soon tire herself out. She seemed a lot better when she was actually asleep. Hades laughed at her statement of saying do not touch her. Hades did not say anything just yet, but he then turned and sat down beside her once more. He would have Vritra some dinner ready in a few hours. She would need her vitamins for the day. But they had a few hours to spare. Hades murmured, "Do not touch you? I've done so much more than that already." Hades probably knew that the little comment would not settle in with her too well, but oh well. What did amaze him was that she had fallen asleep, and Hades wondered if that happened to people often, falling asleep while talking. He shook his head, before ended up just stroking her hair over her ear, and he whispered in her ear while she slept, "I already have what I want, and that is you." Though this was not healthy for him, but Hades did not care anyway. He was not sure if he cared so much about her as much as he liked to really just play around with people. He wanted nothing more but to just play around, but with this one, he was a lot more attracted to her. There was something about her that just had him drawn to her. Hades glanced up to see Vritra. Hades nodded to her, and he got up from the bed, and went out of the bedroom. He had to spend some time with his daughter, and she almost demanded attention. He left the door cracked open, and he crossed the room into the other bedroom for Vritra. She had a full sized bed of her own, and it was all a dark violent color. For now, he would let Etoile be.

Etoile Lefevre · Feb 28, 2011

A soft sigh erupted from Etoile's mouth as her body decided that it wanted her to cease it's sleeping and bring her back to the conscious world that she had been absent from for the past hours she was asleep for. Etoile didn't want to wake up honestly, this had been the most relaxing sleep she had experienced in a long time. Not that she was sure how she would find it relaxing to sleep anywhere near anything that belonged to Hades. A part of her swore that she could feel someone stroking hair while she was in a light sleep. This was something her mother had done when she was trying to put Etoile to sleep as a girl. It helped her relax and it made her think of her mother whom she missed more than she missed anything else in her life. Well it probably wasn't completely her mother but Etoile missed someone caring about her and wanting the best for her. But her heart was so closed up by this point that she felt like she didn't need anyone to care for her, even if she wanted someone. 'What time is it?' Etoile stretched her right arm out and let her silvery green orbs peek out from behind her eyelashes once more. Sure enough she saw that she was still inside Hades' Bedroom. Although she figured that she was still going to wake up to see this room, she hoped that secretly it had been nothing more than a really bad dream she was having. That she never had encountered Hades, made love with him, and most importantly wasn't trapped inside his home left to rot and suffer alone. But alas it was all real and Etoile was admitting to herself that she had screwed up big time. This was her punishment for being stupid and heartless all of her life. Couldn't it at least have been someone less like her to do this to her though? It would have made this less of a pain if it had, no but Hades was like the male version of her and it was so ironic. There was another actual human out there that enjoyed blood as much as she did, and wanted the world to suffer. A soft sigh left her lips and Etoile finally sat her thin body sat itself up and she craned her neck to peer out of the crack there was in the door. By the feeling she had inside her gut she could guess that it was now the evening. Probably around dinner time and such. Etoile hadn't been asleep very long in that case. The aroma of cooking food filled the air around the house and Etoile placed a small hand on her flat stomach. Her empty stomach growled in protest and she urged it to shut up. It had been awhile since she had eaten anything and it made her stomach incredibly loud. Etoile knew she was starving, but she wasn't going to ask for food. She didn't want to eat anything until she was out of this house and on her own. So she could make her own food and enjoy it on her own. In fact Etoile refused to do anything here because she felt like it would further amplify that she didn't want to be here. 'I need to get out of here.' Her mind continued that thought. And the room was empty of anyone but her so it was not or never that she made her escape official or at least another attempt. She wasn't able to catch onto what Hades wanted from her and a part of her didn't really want to find out what it was.

Luckily for herself she may not have to. Etoile was a lot smarter than Hades may or may not have given credit to but she was prepared to give one last go to getting out of here and his life. Reaching up to the back of her hair she retrieved a bobby pin that had been holding a piece of her hair back. Nimbly holding the piece between her her fingers she grasped a hold of the chains and looked around for a place to stick the pin inside and hopefully unlock the chains. They made slight rattling noises and the bed creaked a little. Etoile froze and hoped that would not signal to Hades that she was awake. Chances are that he might be cooking so she could get away with it. Avidly her hands searched for anything she could poke the pin into and when she finally found something she poked the pin inside the hole and wiggled it around hoping that it would release her arm. Moments passed and it didn't budge. So she rolled her eyes and tried the one that was on her leg. "Ugh this isn't working!" Etoile hissed under her breath as she dropped her arm and let her foot fall back onto the bed. This couldn't be the only way. Poking her head to look under the bed she tried to see if she could find anything under there that would help her. There was nothing underneath there either. What a let down. Etoile sat back up and tried to stand and maybe pull the chains until they would detach from where they were being held from. Her strength wasn't up to par though because she hadn't eaten and fully rested in awhile. While pulling back her dress ended up ripping near the top. It exposed more flesh than she would have liked to. But it didn't sway her from continuing to pull on the chains. Unfortunately her legs began to grow tired and doubled out from underneath her. Her body fell back and her head smacked itself on the site of the bed quote roughly. "Ouch!" She yelped out as her hand went up to hold the throbbing place on her head that had hit the side of the bed. Well now she probably looked stupid. Her dress was torn, her head was hurting, she was hungry, and not to mention being held here against her will. "I need to get my wand back..." Etoile muttered to herself in French as she sat up onto her knees and continued to rub her head. Rolling over so that she was laying on her stomach Etoile wondered if she should just give in. Would that make it easier? Give Hades what he wanted?

Hades Styx · Mar 1, 2011

A few hours had passed, and Vritra was with her father in the kitchen, where he was cooking. Sounds from the bedroom were still, and he figured that Etoile managed to really tire herself out in there. He shrugged lightly, as he prepared one of Vritra's many favorite meals of the week because the girl was like any child, always changing their minds. For her, he was preparing macaroni and cheese, with a side of garlic potatoes and butter. Hades himself did not like either foods, but he really did not have a preference actually. He did like the taste of mint flavored things, and blood, but that was something that the two should never be combined together for anything. Hades rolled his eyes at his own thoughts, as he prepared the plate for Vritra, and she questioned where Etoile was, and Hades just told her the same thing. She was sleeping. But he was not aware that she was currently waking up. Hades did nothing more but make another plate for Etoile when she stopped being so stubborn and actually come to terms with things. Hades ran his hand through his ebony black hair as he watched over Vritra eat her dinner. After dinner, she always went to bed after a bath which she had learned how to do herself. Thankfully, because Hades did not like washing his own children when they were older than three. Hades made sure that she finished off everything, all the potatoes for that potassium for her growth, before he sent her to go wash and then he would put her to bed. He glanced at a clock and saw that it was about nine in the evening. Typically, he was not awake for this long, but he was adjusting to little sleep and more things would get done when he was running on little rest. After the bath, Vritra was dressed by herself, and he tucked her into the bed. Hades allowed the candles to dim and then they fluttered out, before she was sound asleep. Hades cleaned up everything in the kitchen with a spell, before he carried the plate into his own bedroom, and set it aside on the desk, before he turned and stared at the figure.Before he had taken the food in here, he had watched from the doorway at what she was doing, or trying to do at least. Unfortunately, he did not get to see her messing with the chains with a bobby pin, but what he did see was nothing short of hilarious.

Her dress had ripped, and she tried and tried to get out of the chains. It was obvious that they were magically bound, yet, not really a spell could lift them without a wand tapping them, and Hades had both his own wands and hers. Hades inquired from her, "In case the show is over, I don't think that your little escape tricks are going to work. I do have a proposal, and if you just say yes, I'll release you from the chains." Hades glanced over at the chair, before he went and sat down in it. He rather missed his bed actually. Vritra was asleep, and her soft breathing could be heard from the silence. However, the silence did not last too long as the wind outside started to howl and scream. Hades glanced up at the roof and he figured that it would be a blizzard, another one. This place seemed to attract them more often than not. It was nothing he had ever seen before, but he liked it anyway. The candles in the room continued to burn and the wax seemed to never be melting, which was what he bought. Everlasting candles and enhanced them with vanilla. Hades assumed that Etoile was going to end up killing herself or something, and he was growing a little worried over that. Hades tapped the arm of the chair with his white index finger. This was just something that he did have experience in, but no one ever fought this hard against him. Hades would have to wait until she was desperate enough to just give in to anything and everything. That was the point that Hades was waiting for. Perhaps he did not have too much longer to go. Hades let out a sigh and he rolled his eyes, "Etoile, I would suggest actually eating to gain your strength. You won't go far without your energy." This was the same food that he fed to his daughter, so he had not in any way contaminated it. Though the thought did go through his mind once or twice while he was preparing it. But Hades did like free will and all. He would make a bargain with Etoile if she would like. This was just a necessary push. He did not intend to keep her here forever, but he did intend to have her here, under the will of her own one of these days. Hades would have to figure out how it would have to work, but it would. He was intelligent, and he already had the perfect plan for it. But the question remained, was she desperate enough to go through with it?

Etoile Lefevre · Mar 1, 2011

Etoile had spent a few good minute's just lying on Hades' bed with her back facing up, just seething in the fact that not even she knew how to get out of this mess. Normally she was able to get away without any problem whatsoever but Hades managed to keep a firm grip on her and now she wasn't sure if there was anything she could do to convince him that he would be better off not keeping her here. The spine chilling voice she had become accustomed to hearing the past months forced her from her thoughts and had Etoile turn her head to look at him as he carried a plate into the bedroom and set it aside on the desk. The smell made her stomach growl in hunger and Etoile grumbled under her breath before she buried her face back into the pillow and tried to resist looking at and smelling the food that he brought into the room. The worse part about this was that she could smell exactly what it was too. One of her favorite foods. Garlic and butter flavored potato's. How he knew that she liked it was probably something she didn't want to know. How he knew anything about her was a mystery that she was afraid to solve. He knew her weaknesses', where she liked to be touched, her favorite foods, by god pretty soon she would realize all her dreams and secret desires too. To her it was inhuman for him to know so much about her when she tried her best to give away so little. His comment made her roll her eyes and turn to her side to ignore him and hopefully fall back asleep. But then he suggested that he had a proposal for her. All she had to do was say yes and then he would release her from the chains. Etoile's eyes re-opened and she turned her body back to the direction Hades was in. She also sat up and let her hair fall down her back elegantly. One of her eyebrows was slightly raised and one could tell that she was actually sort interested in what he had to say. "A proposal that will lead to my freedom if I say yes? Well what's the proposal then? I'm not going to just agree without knowing what I'm getting into. So...what do you have in mind?" Etoile asked as she ran fingers through her hair and and trailed it down one of the strands until she was about halfway down her long hair. Her finger twirled the piece of hair around it. Now she was very interested in what he had to say and everything? Mostly because it involved her freedom. She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to be with him, she never had. He had supposedly gotten rid of Xelric too, whom was perfect for her. So she would need to keep searching. Hopefully this proposal of his was simple and easy to go through with.

"I'm not hungry." Etoile waved him off before she stopped twirling the piece of hair around her finger and leaned against the bed. Although she was tired she was bored now too. She wanted to move around and keep herself busy so she didn't sound as tired. Maybe Hades would spar with her or something. Then again with how hungry she was, he would kick her butt in a second or two flat. A frustrated sigh left Etoile and she wondered what Hades did to entertain himself. The candles burning within the were still going bright and strong. They must have been everlasting or something because they looked just as together as they had been before she fell asleep. A storm was blowing outside and she figured that it would keep like this the whole night, like it had the night they ended up in the safe house together. Finally another sigh left her and she let her eyes fall back onto Hades. "I'm kind of bored. If you insist on still keeping me here, at least do something to entertain me."

Hades Styx · Mar 2, 2011

Truth be told, Hades had only a slight idea of what Etoile liked and did not like, because Hades followed her around that Xelric, and she told him so many things, and it just angered Hades so much under his skin. He knew the type of man he was, and he was not deserving of such a majestic creature. He could only rot now, six feet under. Hades nodded lightly, but instead of just telling her, he had to be careful about the wording. Depending on how he worded it was if and when she would say yes to the proposal. Truthfully, he knew only one thing, but he waved it off for now. He did not like it though when she refused to eat, and he knew as good as anyone what a stomach growling sounded like. Hades rose from the chair, and he grabbed the plate in his hand. Hades murmured, "I am only doing this for your own good..." After what seemed like several minutes, Hades had literally forced the woman to eat. Though he was being careful while at it, so she would not choke, it was still for the best. It might help her with her energy and all. Especially when later, he wanted to have some fun with her. Hades had already picked her for a vessel, so all he needed was a way to entice her. Hades set the empty plate to the side, and he smirked lightly, "Sorry about that, but one really needs nourishment of what is to come." Hades rose from the bed once more, and he went to sit by the chair once more. Hades could only take some much when it came to things like that. He also hated hearing that someone was indeed homeless and starving on the street. Either he killed them, or well, he just killed them. They were nothing and they were now nothing. But when it came down to some people that actually meant something to the Death Eater, then everything changed, and he had to step in and interfere with their lives, even if they did not ask for it at all. Hades figured that one day, they would come to thank him, like Etoile will in the future.

The Death Eater figured that she would not be doing much anyway, and maybe he could do something that could be entertaining to her. Hades thought for a moment, before he shook his head, "No, I think you would need your energy and rest before I would challenge you to a sword fight. Those are always fun." Hades smirked lightly, but it was hard to tell under the darkness that the room brought. He was really good a fighting with swords, more so with two than one. He was trained by the Zhefarovich family after all to use many weapons, excluding guns and grenades, and such weapons that do not require much skill other than a careful aim. As far as the proposal went, Hades thought over his words carefully, and he needed to word it just right. That was when it hit him. Making the Unbreakable Vow. Well, it was a solution, but would it be necessary? Maybe. Hades hoped that it wouldn't because the moment she would try to leave, she would be dead, and wondered if it was worth making that risk. Hades stated, "As far as the proposal goes, don't think you would go for it. It is simple, live your life, but with I at your side. There is no point in fighting the inevitable anyway. Perhaps a certain vow or something would assist in the proposal, but if you think I want power, and money, you are wrong." Hades was not interested in that. At all. He liked to see people scream in terror, not because he ruled, but because he was a psychotic and evil son of a b*tch. That was how he thought of it as well. Hades added, "And that little heir you are seeking out, sorry, but no. You won't be having one unless I am the father." One would think that Hades was joking, but there was nothing mocking or taunting about that tone of voice. He was dead serious. Etoile was a vessel, and one of these days, he will in fact make her bear a child. Hades was good when he was trying, so he was counting on the first time to get it done the right way. Perhaps when she did have a child of his, he might actually grow less fond of her, but that was a long shot - even though he himself did not know that.

Etoile Lefevre · Mar 3, 2011

It was thing to know a thing or two about a person, and another thing when someone seemed to know nearly everything there was to know about them. Etoile figured that if Hades didn't already know everything about her, then it wouldn't take him long to figure it out for himself. By accident she had revealed many things to him that she knew he could use to his advantage. Like what things she really liked and what her weaknesses were. Very easily could he control her with those things. Sadly Etoile knew very little about him and what his weaknesses were as she could have really used them right about now. His weaknesses could have been used against him while she was trying to escape from this place. Maybe if she observed him more carefully she would figure this these things out. Etoile let her silvery green eyes shift over to Hades as he rose from the chair and grabbed the plate for her, she was still really hungry but she grew nervous as he got closer to her with the plate. He didn't really expect her to eat that did he? Etoile told him that she wasn't hungry because she not only didn't trust the food that he made, but she didn't want to act at all as if she was actually staying here. He then told her that he was only doing this for her own good. What? Keeping her trapped here and absolutely miserable was for her own good. Then he forced to eat the food that he made. Which tasted pretty good for the most part. For someone who was awful messed up in the Head, he really knew how to cook her favorite dish to perfection. But she didn't like being forced to eat. No matter how much she struggled he got it down too. Once all that was finished Hades rose from the bed and Etoile glared at him with harsh intensity. Her belly was full and she felt her energy returning to her. Feeding her and allowing her to gain her strength back was probably a bad idea on his part, it meant she would have more energy to fight and resist him that much further. "What is to come, exactly? When I said I wasn't hungry I meant it. I would honestly rather starve then be here with you. First you trap me here, you chain me down, and now you won't even let me die when I want to? God your a pain in the ass." She muttered out harshly. Purposely locking her pale silvery green eyes with his dark ones, hoping that he could see the hated that pooled inside of them. Her mother warned her that someday there was going to be a force to reckon with, one she was going to need to fight against with all of her being. For the longest time Etoile thought it was loneliness that she needed to fight against. But not she was thinking that maybe it was Hades she needed to fight against. He wanted her it seemed, she didn't realize it fully or understand why he wanted her. She was going to destroy that want though. Tear it up into tiny f*cking pieces if she had to. Hades would not have her if she could help it. She didn't want him so it wouldn't be right anyways. Or did she want him and just have trouble admitting it? Nah she hated his guts. With all that he has done to her how could she expect to even come close to loving him. Etoile moved around so she was sitting as close as she could to the edge of the bed without the chains pulling her back or being uncomfortable.

"Sword fight, hm? I think U would enjoy one of those." It'd give her the excuse to beat the daylights out of him. Though if there was going to be blood involved then she didn't know what happened. Despite the darkness in the room, Etoile felt like she could still see Hades more clearly then most would. Her eyes were adjusted to the dark. The moments passed and Hades was quiet, perhaps he was thinking about the proposal he wanted to make to her. Nervousness bubbled inside of her stomach and she became aware if the fact that this had to be something a little bit bigger if he already assumed she was going to say no. Would her Freedom really be worth what he was going to ask her. Then he asked it. Live her life, but with him at her side. He didn't want power and he didn't want money, it was completely obvious now that he just wanted her. He added onto it by adding that if she wanted an heir, only he could be the father of it. And with that Etoile lost it. Punching her fist into the headboard of the bed and screaming at him out of frustration, oh that demon of hers was out and it was angry. "WHAT THE HELL?! NO!" She screamed at him, luckily the chains held her body back from him or she'd be trying any way possible to kill him right then and there. That wouldn't even be freedom to her. Yes she would be free of the chains but she wouldn't be rid of him. It was just like marriage, but worse. If she made a vow then she would die by leaving him. And she most certainly didn't want to be the mother of any of his children. Moving to keep glaring at him lightly Etoile made sure not to back down either. "I can't stand you, so why would I want to live my life with you by my side? That's hardly freedom to me because the very reason I want these chains off and I want to run away is to get away from you!" Her hair fell into her face as she pointed a finger at him. Her tone was harsh and quick, the fire inside her had returned and she was willing to show Hades on why they wouldn't last together. "I don't want an heir with you either, the one man I wanted one with you went off and killed like an ass! I understand that you want something from me...but I don't think I can give it to you. Accio Wand." Etoile finally decided she was going to try and get her wand back from Hades. She held her hand out and attempted to summon it to her hand. She had enough of Hades Lutrov and she didn't want to be with him, have children with him, she hated him. So why did he seem to want her so badly?

Hades Styx · Mar 6, 2011

His white hand went to his forehead and Hades just muttered, "You won't get what you want by just having the will to die when one obstacle comes in the way." He shrugged a bit, and allowed his eyes to lock with Etoile, and though he saw the hate in her eyes, he honestly did not care. Hades instead stood up from his chair, and with his anger growing and growing, but the hidden source was just a mystery. Perhaps it was the past, the past of not ever wanting to give him a chance, and he ended up killing them in the end. Would this fate be the same for Etoile? What if she rejected him so much, he ended up slicing her up, and that was something that he did not want, but he also wanted nothing more but to just be approved of. His family adored him, but it was not enough. Hades needed something else, and he thought that Etoile could give it to him. There was something there, something that he could see, and he had never seen it before. Maybe this was it, this was the thing he was looking for. Could it really be? Hades turned his face to her, heard her answer and he just laughed. Laughing to cover up what he was really, truly feeling. The feeling of utter insanity shone in those eyes, and his onyx eyes swirled with what looked to be anger. He was not just angry, but the next thing that she said just pissed him off to an extreme. He used one hand to knock over the dresser and it barricading the bedroom door. The drawers flew from the dresser, revealing empty vials and many daggers and wands from his victims that were all snapped in half and no longer working. Broken glass went everywhere, and the hue of white on his skin somehow turned even whiter. Hades turned his eyes to her, and he uttered, "Xelric?" That man just made him get so mad, it was unbelievable to think that she would want him, over Hades. Hades did not just want her for sexual desire. The wand that she tried to summon attempted to go through the air, but Hades caught the wand in midair. Taking it in two hands, he snapped it in half, and tossed the broken wand to her feet. "Before I reveal to you what a monster that man was, I want you to look at that wand, and to let you know, that is how his back and neck was after I was through with him."

The Death Eater rubbed his temples to try to calm himself down because he knew that he was uncontrollable when he was this mad, and said everything in the world and did everything before calming down. Amazingly, the noise alone was not enough to wake up Vritra. Hades turned to Etoile and he pointed out, "The man wanted nothing more from you than just sex. Then he would have left you like a common wh*re. I know how they are, I used to be one of them but then again, I left the b*tch dead in the end. I may be a monster but at least I don't do what they did." Hades glanced down and he shook his head. He never said things right when he was pissed off anyway. Hades continued on, "Well, that was one that I did away with. Anyways, point is, Xelric was a horrible man, and he may be even lying about being a pure-blood, I don't know. But he was no account, and thought of you as nothing more but a hot piece of trash." Hades paced the room, and then he dropped to his knees. His hands went to the mattress and the box springs to the place between them. Hades pulled out two of them, and he had them in both of his hands. "Regardless, no man should ever think that about a woman. Though must say, you are the most beautiful one I have seen in a while. Even Vritra said it." Hades rose back up, not really paying attention to what he was saying actually. When he was ticked off this much, he always said what was on his mind. He glared over at her, before he rose one sword in the air, and brought it down, slicing the chains in half between her ankles. It was with extreme precision, and because of this, the chains around her hands should drop off as well. The wind roared and howled. Hades tossed the sword on the bed, and once she was out of the bed, he bent down and he lifted the bed and pushed it to the side, laying vertical. Hades turned to her, armed and ready, before he said, "You wanted a fight, then fight me, now; or else this will kill you." Hades wanted her to get out her frustrations, and this would also stop him from ending her life before she made him any more angry, which was already pushing it anyhow. This was also something too, to wear her down, and perhaps do what he was planning to. Blood got her going, it was a weakness of hers. And he was going to bring that out of her.

Etoile Lefevre · Mar 7, 2011

Etoile bit her lip when Hades told her that she could get what she wanted by just having the will to die, how would he know if she could get the things she wanted or not? Maybe all she wanted was to have her freedom and be rid of him? Well she wanted something else other than that but she just wondered if he knew exactly what she wanted or if he just thought he did. Her thoughts of him and the way he was acting didn't even get to last long because something she said must have sprung an angry spark in Hades because he used one hand to knock over the dresser in the room which ended up barricading the door that led to the outside of the room. The drawers flew from the dresser, revealing empty vials and many daggers and wands which caused Etoile to jump and shifted her eyes over nervously to the dresser. "Hades..." It wasn't until now that she actually grew nervous about being in his presence. The anger was evident in his eyes and the way he easily knocked down that piece of furniture made her nervous that he was going to try and hurt her next. Her voice wavered and she figured that even he could hear that she was growing nervous by his presence and the anger within him. His skin seemed to grow much more pale than it already was. Broken glass also went everywhere and the sheer color of it caught Etoile's attention for a moment before she hear him utter Xelric's name. The name that came from his lips sounded hateful and bitter. It made Etoile wonder exactly what the pale man's beef with the man she wanted to be with was. Was this about torturing her or was there something he had against Xelric personally? It made her want to know what was really going on through the man's head. But he wasn't shy about telling her. And his words stung like a piercing knife within her heart. Xelric only wanted her for sex, hm? Well even she could tell that was the case. No man had ever really wanted her for just her and who she was inside. They wanted her beauty and her body for their own hungry desires. No one would ever love her and give her the comfort she secretly desired. It was sad but she was afraid to have others in her life for this very reason. He admitted he used to be one of them too and Etoile bit her lip in anger, he wand which was broken in two pieces laid in front of her. Hades wanted her for nothing more than what Xelric wanted. Etoile's anger grew towards Hades. "Shut the f*ck up. Your not any better than he is! You don't want me for anything more than that either. You admitted you were just like he was." Etoile spat out, trying to erase anything thought of Hades being better than Xelric was. He was trying to put the man down when he was really no better. There was no man out there that would be good enough for her, none of them wanted her for anything more that her body. It was so hurtful. That was why it was better if she was free from Hades because he only wanted her around as a doll to keep him satisfied. And people wondered why Etoile was so bitter about having others in her life. Then he called her beautiful and Etoile shoved that comment aside. He didn't really think that, he just wanted her to let her guard down.

"I'm not but go ahead, keep lying like that. It's almost sweet of you." Hades glared over at her, before he rose one sword in the air. Etoile's eyes widened in horror as he held the blade. She hadn't noticed that he had brought that out. Was he going to kill her? Then he brought the blade down and Etoile flinched in fear, ready to feel it pierce her flesh and the liquid keeping her alive to spurt out and cover the bed. But instead the blade met with metal and Etoile felt the chains break off from her body. He had cut the chains from her. Immediately she wriggled so they fell off, oh god it felt so good to be free. He tossed the sword on the bed. Etoile stared at it for a moment before she picked it up and started to stand up, and once she was out of the bed, he bent down and he lifted the bed and pushed it to the side, laying vertical. It felt so weird to be standing up for the first time in a few days. Gripping the sword between her hands, Etoile grinned. "Let's make a little wager over this fight to make it a little more interesting. We'll say that; If I win this sword fight, you let me go free and never pursue me again. And if I win, I'll make that vow with you. Willingly." But Etoile didn't expect to lose because she was skilled with sword fighting. She knew exactly how to move and she was prepared to destroy Hades with all she had. Gripping the edge of the sword tightly she began to charge at Hades. Aiming the blade right towards the one place that would harm him without a bloodbath. See, blood would distract her. And she didn't want that.

Hades Styx · Mar 7, 2011

Some time later...

After the words, the deal, and Hades murmured, "I'll wager on that..." oh how Etoile never knew that he was such a good sword fighter, with one or two, it did not matter. The fight lasted a while, and during that time there was some blood that was shed, but it wasn't anything too serious. He had shed his trench coat recently, showing his muscular form beneath a soaked black shirt. His onyx eyes pretty much lacking any sort of anger in them as they were just amusement. He had just gotten over his anger actually, and this time, his one hand was against Etoile's shoulder, and he had her forced against the wall. The tip of the sword pressed lightly against her skin. Hades glared into her silvery green eyes, and he had told her while fighting, he never lied, he wasn't really into her for the pleasure or else two times would have been enough. He wanted so much more than that. There was so much more beneath him than she will ever want to know, so much more to Hades than many would have guessed. One would have never figured out what a good fighter he was when he was trying to be one. One would have never seen it coming that he would be this obsessed with a woman enough to do all this to her. Yet, there were no boundaries, there was no stopping him. She could have escaped, but she might not have lived. But once she got out of the house, one could apparate away. Hades knew this, and wondered why Etoile had not thought of it just yet. "I suppose you did not think that you would end up losing, Little Lefevre. You really should have thought before challenging, but I guess I win and I actually will have you...willingly, which is fair I suppose," Hades smirked almost deviously, before he lowered the sword and wondered if she had been worn out yet. She managed to slice a chunk from his neck, but it clearly missed any arteries, but it obviously was bleeding as the blood had turned his white skin red. He did not drop the sword, but the hand that was pinning Etoile by the shoulder to the wall slowly cuffed her neck. Hades remembered when Etoile took a smack at him with the sword where it hit him across the face, the edge scratching his skin, there was some blood in his mouth that he could taste. Probably the most sensitive part of one's body was the mouth and how easy it could bleed on the inside. Knowing that she had a weakness for blood, Hades wondered how she was even holding herself up right now.

How much she hated him, it must have grown now, now that the bet was in his favor. But he knew that within a few days, if not tomorrow, he would get in touch with Draegan and from there, the vow would be made. It had to be made eventually, and he would have Etoile all to himself. It almost made him feel warmth inside, but the coldness was overbearing. How could he care so much about one single person, and yet, be willing to tear their lives apart for his own selfish pleasure? How could he have taken her into his world without so much of a warning, kill the man that she had grown interested in. Tell her that she cannot have have any other children with any man other than himself? How could Hades be that controlling and yet see that he was doing her a favor? What gave him the right? Hades did not think about any of these, as the thoughts in his mind were simple: What was there against them not being right for each other? He could never see it, and he probably would never see it either. To him, she was perfect in every way, and once she was pregnant, he would see to it that she would remain with him. This obsession had become nothing more but a nuisance in a way, because it was distracting him from everything. Yet, somehow, he still managed to train Hadan and guard those that needed to be guarded. He was still a father, and a Death Eater, and he managed it all somehow. Hades glanced down slowly, and saw that they were just inches apart. Hades murmured, "Have any last little fights left in you, or are you going to just give in now?" Granted that Hades was still holding the sword, it was still a formidable weapon, but then again, Hades in himself was a weapon. But if one shoved a gun into his hand, he wouldn't know how in the world to use it, or what it was for. Hades felt victorious, almost like he had when he managed to pull a fast one on her, and this one was just too precious to just ignore. How could he not be a little proud of this right now anyhow? Hades was just relieved, and he wondered just how long it would take, before Etoile realized; she was not in this life alone. Not anymore. When Hades stepped into her life, he never would have expected this to have happened. Not to him, not to anyone. This was extreme, even for Hades. But the point of the matter was, she was willing now. Hades was getting what he wanted. But was it enough?

Etoile Lefevre · Mar 8, 2011

Etoile had severely underestimated Hades when she made the wager to the sword fight. She figured this man was more of the stalking type and didn't have much skill with larger weapons, her lack of judgement was catching up with her though. Even her best tricks and skills didn't to much to throw him off her case. He was able to keep up with her the entire time, he was even able to slice her up a bit too. It was so frustrating to know that even her best attempt wasn't good enough to help her save her future from being with him for an eternity. But as the hour ticked on she found herself growing more and more tired as their swords clashed against one another loudly. Hades had since then trench coat recently, showing his muscular form beneath a soaked black shirt. But Etoile's still had on the black and turquoise flowered dress that she had been wearing for days, it was severely torn though. She would change it if she knew where her dresses were and everything and she wasn't in the middle of a sword fight. The fight had an abrupt end when he placed a cold hand on her shoulder, and he had forced against the wall, her blood surely leaving stains upon it. The tip of the sword was pressed lightly against her skin and she breathed out softly. The blade was cool against her skin and reminded her of the deadly thought that proceeded her being pinned against the wall. Etoile had lost the sword. She actually lost to someone other than her brother in this lifetime, and because of her loss her world was going to fall apart at the seams. A shudder left Etoile and her fist unclenched the sword she was holding. The metal hit the floor loudly and for a moment she considered it to be the sigh of ultimate defeat. The sound seemed to forever sound the room too, reminding her over and over again that it was done. It was over with and nothing she could ever wish for in this life would safe her from her fate. Being a women of her word, she wouldn't go back on it because it was a wager. One that she so foolishly made without considering the consequences. But she wanted her freedom so badly that she didn't bother to weigh in the negative affects it could have, if she lost at least. And she did lose. Blood seeped from the wounds that Hades forced upon her and slowly Etoile's hand went up to wipe at the blood dripping from the cut on her cheek. The smell of blood was getting to her already and the fact that she was pumped with adrenalin didn't help either. Her silvery green eyes met with Hades' before she wiped the blood on her dress. The sword was lowered and she was so tempted to edge away from him. He still disgusted her. "A promise is a promise, even if the thought disgusts me." She bit out. Willingly it was seemingly but inside there was a part of her that wanted to vomit. Be with him forever? Etoile wouldn't even be with him. Chances are he'd abandon her and find some women. He claimed he never lied about such things, but once a victim of being a womanizer, always a victim. Here it would end and Etoile truly would live in misery all her life. What a sad ending for her. But maybe she deserved it. Choking on a bit of blood that filled her mouth from goodness knows where she spit it out and leaned against the wall. Her pale hand rising to push aside the ebony locks she possessed. What was she going to do? How was she ever going to consider herself living life if he was always around. Would he ever allow her privacy? Like bathing and such, would he always need to be around for that? God this was going to suck.

Now they were just inches apart and Etoile breathed out. Did she have any last little fights in her? Of course she did, she was miserable and stuck forever with a man she hated. She could murder an entire city with the anger she was feeling right now. Her hand flew out to slap him across the face as hard as she could manage. "You bastard." Etoile spat out, he was still holding his sword but she didn't think much of it because she was so angry at him right now. She didn't know if she smacked him across the face or not but she aimed her fist at something. The stinging sensation brought her back to reality as she noticed and smelled the blood upon Hades. That was very enticing to the dark haired woman. To be honest, whether it was his blood or not it had been awhile since she had any kind of contact with it. She missed it. And the more she thought about it the more she forget about the fact that it was Hades in the room with her. If he was going to keep her here did he expect her to act this way or did he want it to cease? Etoile gulped and her hand rose from her side, careful not to let Hades' sword graze her finger and it fell upon the cheek she aimed it at earlier. It was pale and there was a cut. The blood that leaked from it made a pit of butterflies from her stomach. She took a finger and allowed some of the ruby liquid to fall onto her finger. She carefully brought the blood covered finger to her mouth and sucked it off. That little bit of blood was enough to make her crave more as well. Closing the small space between them Etoile's hands fell to Hades' shoulder and her lips went to his neck and collar bone. She drank it up hungrily, like she had been starved of food for months. Her hands drifted from his shoulder and ran down his chest slowly, in a snail-like pace. As her tongue licked up the last little bit of blood pouring from the neck Etoile's hands returned to the back of his neck to run her finger of the back of it softly. She even gave him a few some bites to remind him that even though she hated his guts, she did indeed love his blood. After one last kiss to it, Her lips left his neck and hovered over his lips for a moment before she grinned and licked her lips. "I know you think of me as only good for one thing, but I do have feelings. Not that you seem to care. Goodnight Hades." Making sure to push him back a little Etoile stepped around him and the debris they had made around the room. Once the debris was all out of the way for she started to move the bed so she could actually lay down. The fighting made her tired to a point and she would rather sleep off the misery she was feeling about this. She glanced down and saw that her inner thigh was bleeding amongst the many injuries she had. This was one gross though because it was getting all over her other leg. Etoile huffed and made a noise as she tried to wipe some away.

Hades Styx · Mar 9, 2011

Hades glanced down at her body, and noticed that he almost destroyed his favorite dress of hers. But he did not really want to tell her that he managed to swipe some of her clothing while he was not meeting her face to face. He figured that she would realize that in the morning. Hades was feeling proud that Etoile was not going against her own word, and now she was going to do so willingly. That meant that finally, he would have his chance, and he had gotten his vessel. If only she knew the plans that this man had for her. Plans that involved the two of them, killing together, and eventually, he will see to it that she receives an heir, by him of course. He would have to really try however. The sound of the other sword clinging against the floor, and it was the most beautiful thing he had never heard in his life because it was the sound that she was defeated, she had nothing left in there to fight him now. Etoile was basically now apart of his life, but once the vow was set in stone, nothing would be completely done correctly. Hades needed to get this thing done, and he glanced over her body once more, seeing her wounds and reminding him of their fight. Both were cut, both were bleeding, and both were rather tired. Hades wanted nothing more but to just savor the moment, and relish in the closeness right now. He could see that the blood was getting to her. Amazingly, she was not all over him, for the sake of his blood seeping from his wounds, the scarlet liquid of life. The liquid that would quench the thirst from someone so demented and so twisted. Hades rarely drank blood himself, but he preferred it when it was unwillingly taken, someone struggling only made the taste so much better, but he also liked it in the heat of the moment. The heat of the moment also made it just so much better. Hades would love it when he could have that once more. Hades would enjoy every second that was ravished after this. Hades doubted that there would be any other woman in his life unless one came along and somehow enticed him more than Etoile, but what were the chances of that happening? No one was as involved in his life except Etoile, and that was all he needed. He would not have anyone else in his life, right now, and he would not take another woman even if his own family offered her up. Hades would not take her. He wanted what he wanted, and that was Etoile Lefevre. He would never know what it was with them that just attracted those with Zhefarovich blood. "At least you are true to your word."

The Death Eater did not bother to even dodge the assault that Etoile had, because the cuts would feel nothing like that. His eyes went to the floor for a moment, before he locked eyes with Etoile once more. He was sure that the smack would give her some sort of pleasure, but there was a gleam in his eyes, as if he liked it anyhow. Either way, they both won in their own aspects. She got to deliver the last blow though technically he had one the fight, and then he ended up liking it because as a twisted man, he liked it rough. The moment that her hand grazed his cheek once more, the one that he was assaulted on. She rubbed the blood from his wound and she licked it off of her finger, before he thought that it was one of the hottest things he had ever seen in his life. Hades managed to drop the sword when she closed the distance between them as well as managed to get all the blood from his neck and collarbone. Amazingly, even Hades had weaknesses. It was this, this was just enough to make him shudder lightly, before she felt her teeth bite against his skin. He was amazed that he was able to maintain his control actually, then he realized, she just loved his blood, the taste of it was something she loved. He had never seen her like this, and he would have tested it with Xelric's blood, if he wasn't already dead, he would have done that experiment. Hades rolled his eyes when she pulled away and said what she said. Hades folded his arms across his chest, and he thought of how someone could do this, use something that would be determined as sexual, and then just walk over to the bed and sit down. Hades ran over his face for a moment, before he went over to the dresser, and he lifted it back upright. Hades moved over to the bed, and he glanced down at the wound on her thigh, before he bent down over her inner thigh, and he waved his hand over it, and the wound healed up so that it would not bother her. It was a rather deep looking wound, but now it was all gone. Hades moved over a bit on the bed, before he advanced onto her and he smirked lightly, "Two can play at this game of vampire." Hades moved his hand over her neck, before he moved his lips over to her neck where she was currently bleeding from. Treating her like she had treated him just a moment ago. He was amazingly gentle, but this was the first time that he had done this to Etoile, and he wondered how she would feel, as he moved down once the red was gone from her skin on her neck, and to her shoulder. The blood was amazingly the best that he had ever had. Sweet, and it only made him crave more. He wanted to get more from her, but Hades figured that this would be enough. Hades smirked at her as he rose up and he murmured, "Goodnight, Etoile."

Etoile Lefevre · Mar 11, 2011

Hades commented that at least she was true to her word. Etoile raised an eyebrow and shook her head softly, why did he think that she wouldn't be an honorable about the word she had given him. True she had given him problems in the past about staying put and running from him. But back then she hadn't made him a deal either. "Despite the fact that I seem to do some pretty low things to you and nearly everyone else I meet, I am a very honest woman. I would love nothing more than to rip you apart, but I will stick to my word." That much she could promise him. But she didn't promise that she was going to let it be an easy and pleasant process for him. So he would get what he wanted, but it wasn't going to be the most amazing experience he had been through. He must have found her more amusing than she thought though because it wasn't exactly anything that normal people did. Making vows to remain by one another's side for eternity or face death. In fact Etoile was very naive when it came to how a vow worked fully, she had an idea on how they worked when they weren't tied to magical bounds. But when they were it seemingly became a whole different story. She knew that if they were broken it could result in death. But were there loopholes and stuff for people to break through. Then again if Hades was smart he would make sure there wasn't loopholes for her to seek after. Because if he really wanted her to stay with him then he had to make sure there was no possible way for her to get out of it with her surviving at the same time. If he hadn't realized it by yet he would soon figure out that Etoile was good at getting others out of her life. It had been something she was living after the past few years. Once they got to close she'd either run or end their lives if they were just that persistent about being in her life. Both had failed with Hades though and she wondered if there was something she was missing. There had to be a way to get him away from her, he had to have a weakness she could sink into that didn't involve hurting his children. Etoile didn't believe in that stuff. What would she have to do to separate this force between her and Hades. She didn't want this force but he didn't seem to care. Fate didn't seem to care either because it was the one that made her come across Hades, follow him, meet him, drink his blood, and fate was the reason that she couldn't seem to get away form him. Etoile knew for a fact that neither of them belonged together so why did fate keep persisting that he was with her. He seemed to be attracted to the slap that she had given him too. But she knew that he appreciated her drinking his blood, last time it was what caused her innocence to be taken by him. Perhaps she shouldn't have done it again.

Glad to finally have distance from him it didn't last long before Hades lifted up the dresser that he had knocked down and moved over to the bed that she was on. He bent down over her inner thigh and healed it. This made Etoile shift uncomfortably as she didn't like being touched unless she wanted it. Then he moved again, his lips went over to her neck where she was currently bleeding from and Etoile moved her hands to push him away from her. He had never done this before and for a moment she didn't like it. But as he continued to do she suddenly started to think that it felt really nice. Her eyes drifted closed and she bit her lips in order not to say anything, make any noise, or want to kiss him or anything. As amazing as this felt, she wasn't supposed to desire him. Hades then smirked at her as he rose up and he murmured goodnight. Etoile's eyes narrowed. Well now that he was done she didn't want him to stop, and she certainly didn't want him going anywhere. Her hand latched onto his wrist and desire filled her inner being as she tugged him back over to her. "I didn't say you could leave." If he was going to try and control her for some time then she was going to pull the same thing on him. Without another moment passing she grabbed a hold of his arm and pulled him back to her. Where her arms wrapped around his neck and she pressed her lips deeply against his. It tasted like blood but more importantly the taste of him. After the kiss had gone on for a moment she breathed out and her hands pressed up against his chest to force him down on the bed, where she could hover over him. Her lips came down onto his neck again where she made sure to get any remainder ruby liquid leaking from the the would before her lips returned to his. As her hands worked on getting his shirt off she could hear the blowing blizzard wind creaked the house. Hopefully the loud winds would drown their noises out.

Morning, perhaps maybe even afternoon rolled on and Etoile's silvery green orbs opened quickly. Dear sweet Jesus she had done it again, she slept with the bastard. The blood had gotten to her and last night she actually lost it herself. Her body shot up and since she wasn't wearing clothing she struggled to keep the thin blanket against her body. Her anger flared up and realization took full swing. Than goodness the ******* wasn't in the room right now or that lust would have taken a swift turn down fury ally. Taking the pillow over her face once again she screamed bloody murder into it. Then hurled it at the door. "Spending a lifetime with him is going to be utter hell." Etoile pushed the blankets from her naked body and went to search for a dress. This would possibly keep her from wanting to wring Hades' neck. She was willing to go through with this, but oh would he suffer for his stupid decision to desire her to stay with him.

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