Dexi didn't usually go to the library. What did she possibly need among books? Well, unfortunately, she had to get her card renewed, for starters. She hadn't been here in so long, and there were a few things she wanted to look into, mostly in the occult section.

She wanted to look into a bit of witchcraft, and ever since supernaturals came out into the open, more and more spellbooks were made available in the library. It shouldn't be that way, considering they were easily accessible, but she supposed it was beneficial for those who knew how to use the magicks.

It was the kids and humans that needed to keep away from it. They tended to get a tad too curious.

She sat herself at a table on the second floor, sitting somewhere in the back with a pair of books. As it was nearly nightfall, Dexi found the library nearly empty and dim. It was simply perfect, what with the peace and quiet.

Pulling open one of the books, Dexi sat back in her chair, flipping through a couple of pages until she found anything that caught her eye.

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Made it! Ian Flannery hid a smirk as he walked in the nearly empty library feeling a bit too pleased with himself for losing the guards once again on this little game of his. It was the same for him every day. He'd walk and act like a master that he most definitely wasn't, and then he'd 'let slip' to a guard that he was no master. He'd take off and it was only a matter of time before the guards fell behind or Ian dived in someone else's house before getting seen by them.

Of course, he always introduced himself as Liam, not Ian. If Rhage caught wind of what Ian was doing, then he would so get his arse kicked by his older twin. Thankfully, Rhage was too busy being a master to keep check with Ian. Ian knew that Rhage loved and cared for him, but Ian lost contact with him a while ago and he did it intentionally. He didn't want Rhage to feel responsible for him anymore.

Well, if this hit the news, Ian would have some explaining to do. But, in the meantime, he'd just chill out in the library. He wandered for a while, not even sure what to look at, nor did he know how long he should wait until leaving. Then, a thought occurred to him.

Second floor windows. That was the easy road, and Ian sure liked it easy. The only reason he did this to begin with was because he was lonely. Maybe he'd find someone to chat with for a few moments before leaving. That would take care of the feeling, at least for a little while, and that was better than nothing. His eyes caught sight of a beautiful blonde who seemed to be looking up witchcraft after reaching the second floor and glancing around at the people.

Ian made his way over to her, but not before looking out the window to see if the coast was clear. It seemed to be. That was good news. Finally, he helped himself to a chair across from the woman, not waiting for an invitation. "Well, as I live and don't breathe, someone studying witchcraft. Whatever for, darling?"



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Music Inspiration: Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5 feat. Christina Aguilera

Dexi liked reading up on witchcraft, whether she was just studying it to learn a bit about it, or to learn a few new spells. However, she figured she would have a use for something like warding spells for her home, or maybe even a touch of dark magic. She wasn’t exactly sure what she was looking for, as there was nothing specific in mind, but she was bound to find something useful, right?

She thumbed through a few pages, finding interest on a chapter in Egyptian witchcraft. She never believed in love spells, which was a segment that she skipped over completely. There were a lot of different talismans that caught her eyes, such as those for protection and strength, whether it was physical or mental. After all, running a sex shop took a lot of energy on some days, especially over the weekend.

Her blue eyes peered up from the text as she spotted movement ahead of her. It turned out that the sign of movement was a lot closer than she had originally thought, and someone took a seat in front of her, at the very same table. Dexi gave a pause, her intrigue lifting. He seemed to be attentive toward her, and her thoughts were confirmed when he spoke to her, appearing curious about what she was reading.

Her pink lips quirked into a smile. A vampire, huh? she thought to herself, though said nothing about his kind out loud. She had nothing against them. In fact, vampires kind of interested her. Especially the sexy ones… which made this one very interesting.

“Can’t a person be entitled to a little bit of curiosity?” she said with a grin, lowering the book slightly. “It’s educational, and it’s a lot more interesting than reading about history of agriculture and a lot of the other things you find in here.” She crossed one leg over the other, glancing around to notice that no one else appeared to be nearby. It was just the two of them up here on this floor. Could she also be entitled to a little bit of flirtatiousness? Or would that be too fast?

Well, he did call her darling. Maybe he was the first to flirt. And how could he not be attracted to her, even if just slightly? Dexi knew she was an attractive woman, and this newcomer was an attractive man. Now, if only she knew whether or not he was a slave. If he was, he certainly couldn’t have been claimed, otherwise, he wouldn’t be here by himself, right?

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The woman definitely noticed Ian Flannery shortly before he sat down and thankfully she didn't seem to mind. That was good for him because it meant he wouldn't draw attention. To any outsiders, it might have looked like she was waiting for him. Not that he saw anyone in the library. That wasn't a bad thing, however. Unless the guards came in, it wasn't a bad thing at all.

Can’t a person be entitled to a little bit of curiosity? It’s educational, and it’s a lot more interesting than reading about history of agriculture and a lot of the other things you find in here. Ian grinned at this; the woman was smart. "Of course someone can be entitled, darling. And you know what, you're right. Witchcraft is way more interesting than agriculture. I'd take witchcraft reading any day."

Ian was a flirtatious man, but that was as far as he usually went with women. If he'd been in a serious relationship, he'd even drop the flirting, but since he wasn't, he could hit on the woman in front of him. His eyes twinkled. "You know, you're gorgeous. I'm sure you have a boyfriend of some sort, don't you? Or a slave to keep you company? You don't look the slave type and I'm sure if you were, someone would be close by who owned you."

Unfortunately if this woman was a mistress, Ian would have to excuse himself and take off. He wasn't that great a liar and he was on the run. He wouldn't mind if she were his mistress...He shook that off. He didn't want to get owned yet. If he got caught, then he'd be okay with getting owned.


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Music Inspiration: None

"You know, you're gorgeous," the man ahead of her said. Most girls probably would have been blushing by now, but Dexi simply gave a smile. She knew she was a looker, but it was always nice to be reminded - to hear it from someone else for a change. "I'm sure you have a boyfriend of some sort, don't you?" he went on "Or a slave to keep you company? You don't look the slave type and I'm sure if you were, someone would be close by who owned you."

Dexi's lips quirked into a small grin, and she just chuckled to herself. She couldn't just give away her identity as a mistress. If he was a potential slave, or even a runaway, she couldn't just scare him off.

Then again, she could... As a mistress, Dexi knew people. She could certainly get a hold of a hunter and hire him to capture this kid, right? She refrained from letting her smirk enlarge. It was such a naughty, but clever idea.

"No," she said with a light, innocent chuckle. "I don't get involved with that kind of stuff. It's shady business." She sat back in her chair. "No boyfriend, either. Just recently had a breakup, actually." Oh, it was so much fun to just make something up. Dexi gave a shrug of her shoulders, looking way for a moment, as if there was some underlying, melancholy feeling. "No big deal, though," she concluded with a returning smile.

"But what about you? I can't imagine you being here by yourself..."

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Ian Flannery loved Dexi's smile; he found it to be quite a nice surprise. Most girls would blush at his compliments, but not her. That showed confidence, which was something he admired in a woman. His muscles relaxed a bit, watching her with a grin plastered on his face. Flirting was always just so fun when the other flirted back. It was a great day for him today; he couldn't express how good he was feeling.

When Ian heard what the woman told him, his facial features lightened up quite a bit. "That's just great to hear." Then she mentioned a break-up and he frowned. "I'm so sorry to hear about that. I can go kick his ass for you if he hurt you." He offered that in truth, meaning the words he said. He didn't like seeing women get hurt by men that decided to be pigs instead of actual men.


"But what about you? I can't imagine you being here by yourself..." Ian bit back a laugh, wondering what gave him away. But what should he say? That he was like her, didn't want to get in such shady business? No. That he was a master, like his twin Rhage? He was a horrible liar, what was he thinking? He made a mental note to call his twin, coming up with an idea. Rhage could be his master! But he was going to ask first.

"Oh, I'm nobody." Ian decided on. "I was a slave but I got out and took off. So, here I am, being nobody." He gave her a small shrug of his shoulders as he glanced around the library. No guards yet. Maybe they gave up.

Well, he ended up telling her anyway. Yeah, what would Rhage say to that? Ha. Other people can lie, too.

ATTIRE

Her trickery seemed to work like a charm, and the attractive man before her looked almost as though he was relieved. Her curiosity peaked a bit. Was he a runaway slave? Had he been trying to find a safe haven from the hunters, perhaps? Oh, she just had to know! Her questions, however, weren’t left unanswered for long. Her assumptions had been correct, according to what he was telling her.

She recalled having a couple of numbers of hunters in her cell phone, and she knew she was simply going to have to call one of them up and tell them they had a slave on the loose. Maybe, with a bit of bribery, she could get a good price for this one. He was a looker, and he probably had a lot more to offer, if she could get him to warm up to her. That would be tough if and when she had him as her slave.

”So, here I am, being nobody.”

Oh, he was humble, too. Dexi liked her men humble, but she didn't want them sticking their noses up at everybody, either. “Definitely not nobody,” she said with a smile. “I know you’ve got to have a name.”

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&& INSPIRATION: The Mask (1994)

Ian wasn't entirely sure what would come out of this, really. He thought perhaps they'd go somewhere, spend time together, then go their separate ways. He would probably have to slip away for a moment to feed on one of the other customers here, or a worker but they could leave right afterwards.

That was his thought anyway, and as she asked him of his name, he had an inner struggle with which name to give her. "My name? It's Liam." That was what he had decided on. "And you are, Miss Loving witchcraft?"

Ian sent her a small grin while glancing at the books she was looking at. How interesting. He leaned back in his seat, unsure exactly what to do now. He wanted to woo her, but he'd take it slow for the time being.

"Do you want to go somewhere a little more comfortable? If not, we can stay here. It's whatever you wish."

His eyes kept darting around the library to make sure hunters didn't sneak up on him to capture him. Ian would so find that embarrassing. After he had her name, he would excuse himself for a moment, feed, then come back.

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Inspiration: A Thousand Years by Christina Perri

Liam. It was a name that fitted him, though Dexi swore she saw a small bit of hesitance in his face. Was he afraid to give his name? Was he on the run from someone? Ah, of course… A slave that took off. Putting two and two together, Dexi was determined to set things right for the sake of the trade. One less runaway on the streets made things much easier for the hunters, right?

“I’m Dexi,” she said with a chuckle, amused by the nickname he had given her. Sure, she loved reading witchcraft, but she didn’t really want to be known for it.

”Do you want to go somewhere a little more comfortable?” he asked her. ”If not, we can stay here. It’s whatever you wish.”

It was at this time that the blonde began to realize that Liam looked paranoid. His eyes shifted from one part of the library to another. He was definitely looking like a criminal on the run. Dexi smiled a bit, playing it cool and pretending to be oblivious. “Sure, we can go somewhere else. Let me just put these books back really quick,” she said.

With that said, she got up from her seat, putting the books in a neat stack before carrying them off to the shelves that she found them. As she did, she used her free hand to pull out her phone and quietly dial a number. “Albus?” she spoke into the phone. “Yeah, this is Dexi. One of your runaways is in the Major Howard Library. Just thought I should let you know. Liam, I believe his name is.”

To her disappointment, it seemed that they couldn’t find a Liam on the database of missing slaves. “Hm,” she murmured in disappointment. “Well, then considering him a potential,” she said. “I want him captured. I don‘t care how much it costs.”

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&& INSPIRATION: "Shelter" by Icon of Coil, "Revolution" by The Retrosic

Ian rather liked the name Dexi. It wasn't one of those usual names you found everywhere. Most of those usual named people seemed like snobs to him, but Dexi seemed to break the record of his meeting snobs. That pleased him, really. Especially one that had a sense of humor. When she chuckled, he grinned at her, glad that she didn't get mad at the nickname he gave her. "It's nice to meet you. Very nice."

Ian was really happy when she said they could go somewhere else. "Okay. I'll be here." When she left, Ian looked around and saw the librarian. He stood up and lifted his hand as if he wanted some help. The woman offered him a smile and came to him. May I help you?

"Mhm." Ian bared his fangs and sank them into her neck, taking three strong pulls to get fresh blood flowing into his mouth. It only took a moment before he pulled his teeth out of her neck. He licked the wound clean, knowing the woman was now in a trance. He wiped her memory and sat back down, glancing out the window.

Was that a hunter? Ian flew out of his chair quickly looking closer, but no, the man was gone. He really needed to stop being paranoid. Ian shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. He then opened the window, figuring he could jump out if he needed to. He'd survive the fall, he was sure. But he didn't want to ditch Dexi. What if a hunter went for her? He supposed he could put her on his back and jump, but for now, he seemed safe. He sat back down and closed his eyes. It was only a matter of time before his life changed.

--Attire
Inspiration: I Need This by Jessie J

The hunter Dexi had called wasn’t a part of the group that was currently hunting for Liam, but he was quickly joining them to add to their numbers. In a way, she partially felt bad for bringing him into this, as he was a good friend of hers, but no doubt, she would be writing him a healthy check before the night was out.

In a matter of a few minutes, Dexi heard the front doors of the library open. Three hunters came in, meanwhile, the remaining hunters had entered through another entrance to hunt down their runaway. Dexi stayed in silence, sheathing her phone into her back pocket as she peeked her head around one of the shelves, staying just out of sight. They were heading up the stairs and ready to corner Liam, and once again, the mistress felt somewhat guilty.

Well, of course she was guilty. She had pinpointed him, after all.

Instantly, the hunters had realized that the “Liam” they were tracking down was actually the runaway they had been following from the start. “There he is!” shouted one of them, a strong werewolf that was the first to charge at the fugitive.

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&& INSPIRATION: "Rain of Terror" of The Mask series

Ian didn't see Dexi anywhere and he briefly wondered if she was the one who tipped him off. Shaking his head, it was a matter of seconds that he heard the doors open up. In an instant, he was up on his feet and by the window. Forcing the window open, a shiver ran up his spine for a moment when he heard the leader of the group shout out 'There he is!' He cast a sideways smirk at them, knowing that it was every person for themselves now.

"Aw, guys. I would love to stay and chat, but I have a train to catch!" He started climbing out the window but got pulled back by strong hands. He growled, struggling to get free and felt handcuffs being closed around his wrists. He hissed, angry for a moment that he'd been caught.

Well, it had only been a matter of time. Ian smiled coyly. "So, I got tipped off, hm? You might as well tell me by who. Rhage will find out for me anyways."All he got was a stare and he sighed. "Fine, fine. Have it your way, Burger Kings."He shot them a toothy grin, fangs extended, and he could tell that they wanted to backhand him. He saw one of the hunters walk off with the phone to his ear and wondered who it could be that he was calling.

Attire
Music inspiration: Dog Days are Over by Florence + The Machine

When the hunters got to work, Dexi had escaped while she still could, not wanting to stick around any longer than she had to. Whether it worked out in her favor or not, she would get the phone call. Still, she was desperately hoping for good news. Liam was the perfect one to be her pet of sorts, and she wanted no one else.

Thankfully, just a couple of minutes after she left the library, her phone began to ring. She answered it on the first tone, her lips lifting into a hopeful smile. “Well?” she asked.

“You’re in luck, Miss Stone,” Albus responded. “We got him, but your boyfriend’s name isn’t Liam at all.”

“Explain.”

“He’s been disguising himself to hide away from the hunters,” he went on. “After you make your payment and fill out your paperwork at the Williamsburg cages, I’ll fill you in. He’ll be waiting in a room for you.”

“Peachy,” she said. With a sigh, she hung up the phone, heading toward the back of the parking lot, where her car was parked. She didn’t like being lied to, no matter what the scenario was. It did make her frown on this soon-to-be slave of hers, but hopefully, she would be able to trust him in the long run.

Dexi sped on down the road, no doubt around the same time as the hunters were taking their finding off to the same destination as the mistress was headed toward. The demoness had her music blaring on the way down the interstate.

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&& INSPIRATION: "Angels" by The 69 Eyes

This so didn't look good, Ian decided. As one of the hunters talked to a Miss Stone, a sick feeling turned in his gut. He knew he was going to get caught some day, but it sounded like he was already purchased. Who could it possibly be? He wondered. Soon enough, they dragged him to a van. "Wow, what a way to make this look like a kidnapping, guys. I so approve."

All Ian received was a grunt before they shoved him in the van. He sat up and watched some of the guys climb in after him while the other guy went to the driver's side. "So. Who's up for a game of truth or dare?" All he got in return was a smack on the head.

"Okay, I'll shut up then." Ian looked out the back window as the van started to move. Well, this was it. The end of his freedom. Hopefully he couldn't complain too much. Especially if his mistress was a looker.

After getting off the interstate, they parked outside the cages and they had to keep a hold on Ian so he wouldn't take off again. Ian sighed and then got shoved in the cages. He got on his feet rather quickly but it was too late. The cage door was closed and locked. He ran a hand through his hair and paced. "So when's my new Mistress Miss Stone going to be here?"

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Inspiration: Crazy by The Cast of The Voice

Dexi hoped her new buddy wouldn’t be too disappointed when he discovered who it was that set him up. Honestly, she was looking forward to seeing his face when she approached the cage and showed herself, but she definitely didn’t want a fist thrown at her, either.

Oh, well. She supposed she could take him out with ease, if she had to, especially if the guards were there and ready to back her up.

After a little while, Dexi began to realize she was going a little fast. Well, maybe it was a good thing she was taking a pick-up truck and not her motorbike, which was currently sitting in the garage back at home. She slowed down a tad, supposing that the hunters or whoever would have to make some arrangements before they could let Ian go.

She smiled to herself. So, he had been trying to hide from someone, even when he introduced himself to her. So much for that. She just hoped he wouldn’t be keeping anything else from her. If he was, she was determined to break him sooner or later. She was not someone who appreciated being lied to. Of course, no one appreciated that, but Dexi would not let it slide like some people did.

Eventually, she pulled up to the parking lot of Williamsburg’s cages, and the F-350 silenced as the engine was shut off. Dexi had no trouble finding the corridor where Ian was. Albus had given her the name of the slave, and that was all she needed to give the receptionist in order to be pointed in the right direction. She found the familiar vampire in a cage, and as she approached him, she just smiled.

“Remember me, ‘Liam’?”

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&& INSPIRATION: "Bind, Torture, and Kill" by Suicide Commando