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Tables Turn (Part 1)Erila stepped into the mansion as Nicoli followed just behind. She still had no clue as to what was going on as her eyes scanned the mansion when her gaze fell upon Sasha, who sat waiting upon the couch. She felt a surge of rage flash through her as recognition clicked in her mind, but she knew if it was true, if Fenton was held by a bond, if she killed her now, what would it do to Fenton? She could not take that risk. "It is nice to finally meet the woman I have heard so much about." Sasha said smoothly, and with a hint of arrogance, knowing the position she was in, and not willing to show this woman any hint of possible weakness. It was imperative she held an air of command; she could not loose control again like she had with Fenton. Erila had half the mind to slap the woman across the face, who did she think she was, speaking to one of the Blood in such a matter, though Erila was never one to fall back on such tactics or arrogance, if ever there was a time to use it, now would be it. She would draw herself up, keeping her voice firm and level as she spoke. "I have not come here to play games with you. You have brought me for a reason, so I would rather you get on with it." Sasha arched her brow slightly as her gaze flicked a moment toward Nicoli who remained standing in the background for now, leaving things to Sasha, before she turned her eyes back upon Erila once more. She judged not to push the woman too far, and thought, after all she still had Fenton in her pocket to use. There was no need to play cat in mouse, she held the prize. "As you wish, Nicoli is going to unseat his brother and take power over the Blood, but we could do not it alone. Fenton, has a gift you might say, I picked him up one night and brought him here to bond him to use him against Luca, as a weapon of sorts, but Fenton has become difficult, so you are going to help us if you wish to ever have him freed and alive again. Is that to the point enough for you?" Erila stood stunned at first, she felt a sharp tinge of pain and realized she had drove her nails into the palm of her hand while she had unconsciously clenched her fists, it took ever effort for her to remain calm. How could this woman do such a thing, to use another person with no regard for their life, and now she was dangling his very life in front of her as some form of blackmail, and how in the world could Fenton be used against Luca? For now she thought she best play along for the sake of Fenton’s life. "Just what do you want me to do?" Nicoli would step forward moving past Erila as he would come before the couch and reaching down lifted the end of Sasha’s dress just over her leg, where the grotesque wound was before his looked back up to Erila. "Fenton turned against her, despite the bond and bit her, can you cure it?" Erila felt the slightest tinge of amusement and it was an effort to hide the smile as she strode forward she kneeled before the wound. She placed her hands just over it and studied it a moment. "It will not heal upon its own, and will continue to spread, it was caused by a bacteria within the bite itself which acts almost like a toxin" She said as she rose to stand and made her way over to sit within a near by chair as if she had every right to do so. "I will not help you unless you do something for me first." Both Sasha and Nicoli turned to her with slaked jaws, in what possible position did she think she was to negotiate anything? Nicoli did not take kindly to rebuff and took a step in Erila’s direction when Sasha put a hand out clasping him on the arm to hold him back as she would come to speak. "Pardon me? If you do not restore me, I will make sure that Fenton dies, do you understand?" A smile curved upon Erila’s lips. This pair had either underestimated her, or overestimated themselves she thought quietly, though that was not to say they still could not and would not be dangerous, if she saw opportunity there was no reason no to take it. "If you kill Fenton, I have no incentive not to kill you right here and right now." You kill us? Just who do you think you are?, Nicoli demanded as he broke free of Sasha’s hold unable to bare much more of this, but before he made it a single step he screamed in pain and crumpled to the ground, as it felt suddenly as if a thousand knives had just pierced through the flesh of his leg. Erila now stood just over him as her eyes bore down upon him. "The question is who do you think you are? I know precisely who I am, and you are nothing. You are barely worth more then this tramp you have made association with. I could put an end to all of this here and now simply by going to Luca." Erila herself was surprised by what had suddenly came over her but she knew if she did not make her stand now she would be pulled in too deep to help herself, let alone Fenton. "Think about what you are doing" Sasha hissed as her gaze was drawn to Nicoli in sheer shock, how could everything be going so wrong? "If you just leave me to die, what do you think will happen to Fenton? Have you considered that, you have no choice but to help me." Erila turned back to Sasha and laughed. "Oh, don’t worry it will not kill you, it will simply incapacitate you, and be terribly painful and agonizing, as for Fenton, sense his own body produced the pathogen, then he is immune to it, so it will not affect him. You have no choice but to give me what I want." 7:36 PM - 5/26/2007 - post comment
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