“The thing is,” Anita stopped to wait for him to catch up with her, throwing her gaze back towards him, “I’m no ones servant. And if that means that I have to kill Jean-Claude and in turn….” She shrugged under her coat, “At least I’ll be free.”

Continuing their path homewards Anita raised a brow at that, “Well, all I know is that if I don’t eat anything I’m not the best to be around, at all. I’m already short-tempered when I’m well fed.” She nodded her head solemnly, frowning in the process, “Not that I’m complaining, but don’t you have any…er… friends? Do vampires have friends?”

He frowned at her comment about killing Jean-Claude. “Then perhaps you need a vampire who does not expect you to do anything but live free without being a servant.” He suggested as he knew that Jean-Claude had plans to try and make the other his and only his.

He laughed and smiled at her. “Then I will make sure to bring something for you to eat next time I come around.” Axel stopped walking as she asked about friends. “My true friends died many years ago. All I have now are people trying to kiss my ass and climb the ladder. Even humans do it, they want to become my servant just so that they can have an immortal life without having to be a vampire…..So no I do not have friends. Im sure others do but I dont.” Axel explained, sorrow written on his face as he looked at her.

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“Scouts Honor,” Anita held up three fingers in a salute. “I don’t plan on sitting around while he destroys everyone that looks up to him for safety, and me for well, I don’t know.”

She nodded and buried her hands in her pockets again. “Good, I’ve seen my share of hungry vampires and they usually don’t end up doing to well.” Laughing, Anita started her journey back to the apartment, making note of her next visit to the “Master of St. Louis” with a few words in mind. “Hey, uh. This could’ve been a phone call, you know,” She smiled kindly.

“We will fix of this. He will learn.” Axel commented as she saluted him. “You know that his marks would be gone if you allowed another to mark you.” he pointed out to her as he stood back up as she started to walk back to her apartment.

“I can control the hunger, I do not let it take over me as other weak vampires do.” Axel told her before laughing at her comment. “It could have been but I needed to calm down and that is better with someone standing here talking to you than over the phone.”

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“Neither do I,” Anita laughed darkly. She wasn’t herself if she did not appreciate survival. But he was right about the French vampire. All charm and intrigue aside he was dangerous, and perhaps that fed some dark place in her heart that loved the danger, that craved it. But it should never be accepted when it came to torture, especially those that she began to become accustomed to, seeing them flinch at her arrival should’ve been enough to tell her that something wasn’t right.

Shaking her head, Anita folded her arms, “I don’t want to talk about him,” she kicked herself for sounding so childish, “I mean, if you’re trying to dissuade me from ending this myself.” She rolled her shoulders back in the baggy jacket, “We need to get you something to eat, then… Where are your bags?”

He would hate to see her die because the bastard would as well. He looked at her and shrugged. “I do not want you to end it but perhaps try to rein him in and control him. This is not how he should act given that the vampires under him are looking for a more calm and considerate master.”

“My bags are back at my resting place. I will eat once I get home.” He told her. “I am fine to have gone so long without eating, it is something I choose to do. But I promise I will eat.” Axel said as he stood up. “I should have fed before seeing him.” He chuckled.

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She was almost blinded by her anger, a welcomed foe in a deserted land and the animator found herself compiling a list, where she could, of the crimes Jean-Claude had committed, if she’d be allowed to get a warrant for his execution. Of how she could save everyone else. Those thoughts plagued her even when his cold hand took hold of her.

“I might just kill him myself,” Anita grunted, flinching at his touch and how pale his hands were. She pulled herself from out of her funk to really look at the vampire, from his even paler skin even as it shone in the darkness to how deep and sharp his eyes were. By the time she realized that he hadn’t ate he was sitting and appeared calmer than before, although she couldn’t shake the wild look that she had seen in his eyes.

“When’s the last time you ate?”

“I agree that if he does not stop doing what he is doing and that is including the fact that he has forced things upon you and is still trying to force you into being with him then he should be destroyed but I do not want to risk you dying along with him.” He sighed and ran a hand over his face before looking at her as she asked when he last ate.

It had actually been a few days, he was one to not consume blood every day. “It has been a few days.” He admitted to her as he looked down at his hands and realised that he was much paler than normal, he was whiter than her right now and it actually had him laughing at the fact. “Im almost as pale as Jean-Claude….even when he feeds he is pale.”

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Anita shoved her hands into the deep expanse of her jacket pocket after locking the door, her eyes darting around the complex for any odd signs of conflict before following him down the stairs. She wasn’t sure why he would come to her house, even if it was to discuss Jean-Claude, her supposed ‘master.’ There was another odd thought that came to her wandering mind about the whole situation, of whether or not this could be considered as defying the ‘master’ vampire by coming to his human-to-call for reasons no one could know. Was it so that she in turn could keep him in check?

However, if what Axel said was true…

“Are you serious?” Anita stopped in her tracks, all the images of her torturous journey through the void that was Nikoloas came tumbling back to her and her heart skipped a beat. She was at a loss of words, both anger and fear rising in her chest that she shook her head and continued to walk, although with a stronger force than before as if she was heading to talk to the asshole himself.

“Yes I am serious, I saw it with my own eyes while I was there.” He told her before grabbing her arm as she started to walk a head of him. “We are not going back there because if we do I may kill the man.” He warned as he held her arm. He wanted to talk this out with her and hope that she would talk sense into the other when she saw him next.

Axel slowed his own heart rate down and he let go of her arm. “I do not wish to destroy the master of this city as I do not wish to be the new master. Though it would mean you would be free from the marks.” He sighed and tilted his head up for a moment before looking at her.

“What are your suggestions on dealing with Jean-Claude?” He asked as he found a bench to sit on.

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For anyone else, Anita would not have put the gun down, most likely would’ve pulled it from out of its hiding place and placed it squarely on their chest. And yet for him… She clicked the safety back on the gun and set it in on her lower back, the sweat pants and t-shirt she was donning holding it safely against her back while every nerve in her body protested. Everything told her not to trust him, to stay in the safe confines of her home with her weapons out and talk to the vampire there, at least she would have cover on her side. Out there she would be exposed and vulnerable, but so far he had been kind to her. What would keep him from grabbing her throat and pulling her out forcefully?

“Can we just call him ‘Jean-Claude’ instead of having to deal with my arguing against the whole ‘master’ thing?” Anita sighed and opened the door further and glanced down at her shirt that might have been a bit too revealing, especially noticing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Hold on,” she slid the door closed slightly for privacy as she pulled off the shirt and threw on an over-sized hoodie and her tennis shoes.

“Alright,” she erupted from her apartment, closing the door swiftly behind her and ignoring his closeness to the door when she exited. “What happened?”

Once he heard the safety click on he relaxed slightly and gave her a small smile. ‘Thank you.” He told her as he moved from standing right in front of her doorway. “I can agree to that, or asshole.” Axel suggested with a laugh as she opened the door more, giving him a glimpse into her apartment.

He noticed that the shirt she was wearing did show that she was not wearing a bra but he did not mention it to her. He nodded and turned his back to the door even as she closed it he didnt want her to think that he would spy on her and catch a glimpse of her naked form should she be changing.

As she came back out he started to walk down the stairs. “Lets just say he is not willing to listen to the voice of change. Did you know he still locks vampires who in his mind betray him in coffins as Nikolaos did? I tried to explain to him that he did not have to treat his people in such a way, also I got in his face over the marks he put on you.” Axel told her as they walked out of the building.

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At this point it was ridiculous to comment on how long the day was. Everyday for the animator and executioner was a long day, everyday was spent in constant agony for the next moment, dragging herself to each piercing migraine of a moment. There were times when the young woman wondered if it were possible to just quit and go live a quiet life up in the mountains… then again, in a way, she enjoyed the thrill of it. And it wasn’t like Edward would leave her be up there, Katherine would be pissed at her, and she wouldn’t hear the last of it from Jean-Claude, calling her insubordinate.

Nevertheless, it all seemed to stop right in front of her door. Once she closed that door it was like she was gone to the world, not a care and she could just enjoy her one bedroom apartment with its plain walls and consistency. Yet, today would not be that day.

“Mr. Alrikson?” She questioned, her right hand holding the hidden Browning behind the door that she chose not to open fully. Not many people knew where she lived and coming at this time of night was not usual. She felt her pulse quicken in her throat, the look in his eyes making her unsure to look in them, choosing to keep her gaze leveled with right below them.

“What’s going on?”

He didnt blame her for not meeting his gaze tonight, though even if she had of he would not have tried to roll her. “You can put the gun down, while I am angry it is not aimed at you Anita.” HE told her as he heart her heartbeat quicken, he knew that the way he looked right now probably scared her. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. “I promise you have nothing to fear with me. Would you accompany me on a walk to help me calm down?” Axel asked her, he wasnt going to ask to be allowed into her house as he was sure she wouldnt allow that.

“Lets just say that Jean-Claude is lucky to be alive tonight. Your master is making things very difficult.” He disliked calling him her master but that was what he was and he knew that she probably had not sway over anything that the vampire did.