She felt the impact of Mila as the older vampire vaulted forward, sending an off-guard Lisette tumbling into the wall. The force would have killed any normal being, but only served to make Lisette snarl monstrously and look towards Mila with eyes flashing. The impact had popped her shoulder out of place, and it now dangled gruesomely at her side. “Watch it.” She warned, taking hold of her shoulder and gently pushing it back into place with only a glimmer of discomfort in her eyes. “You might hurt someone next time.”

Now, the older vampire stood there. Placed defensively in front of the pathetic human girl who now coward against the wall with fresh tears glistening in her eyes. The scene made Lisette sick. This child was weak, she was disposable. There was another 20 like her out there. And there was only one Lisette. Only one horrifically beautiful murderess who would live forever, leaving her bloody trail as she skipped along. So why was it that everyone was just so infatuated with the human named Charlie, when they had such a divine creature as herself right in front of them?

[i]“Charlie!”[/i]

Lisette bared her teeth in response to Mila’s mournful cry. The human responded by staggering forward, as if to fall into the embrace of the monster who had gotten her into this position, and then falling back against the wall. Conflict caught in her sorrowful eyes as they darted between her could-be savior and Lisette. [i]“How did you-?? But how did-?”[/i] With anger flashing in her eyes Lisette chuckled. “It’s impossible, Mila.” Despite the laugh, the words didn’t hold any of their sarcasm like before. It was more of a raw statement, spoken as if she couldn’t possibly be wrong. “This [i]human[/i] couldn’t have possibly gotten away from Booker unless he wanted her to.” She bared her sharp canines at Charlie when the girl dared to inch slowly towards the door. As if she could make a run for it. 

“He probably knows exactly where she is, wouldn’t be the first time any of us had played the cat chase mouse game, huh?” 

[i]“We’ll be leaving now. I’ll be taking Charlie with me,”[/i] 

Mila had seemingly ignore Lisette’s remark all together and that made the younger vampire fume. “You can’t do that, Mila. You know that.” Her body unconsciously crouched, like a big cat ready to pounce on it’s prey. “She’s Bookers now. He took her from you fair and square, I mean you were the one who left her in the middle of the night, right?” Lisette grinned, not a scornfully delighted grin but something purely hateful. Her mask of innuendoes had dropped and all that was left was the monster. The monster who, once they had targeted what they wanted, stopped at absolutely nothing to get it. 

[i]“It’s not two against one this time. And I’m not hungry like before.”[/i]

Lisette bared her teeth again her eyes darting towards Charlie. [i]“If you turn this into a fight, you know you’ll lose. You can’t overpower me.”[/i] 

“You may be right, but you can’t protect Charlie and fight me at the same time, Mila. She’s a burden to you.” Her leering not-grin settled on Mila as she slowly advanced forward. “Were both good at this game, Mila, but there has to be a loser. Now let’s skip over the bloodshed and we can all go home in one piece. Whatta ya say?” It was really only a formality. Mila was stubborn, didn’t usually see reason in situations like so. But years from now, when they argued over this day, Lisette wanted to be able to say that she had at least tried to give Mila an out. 

[i]“Move away from the door.”[/i]

Char, who had been watching the scene in awed, terrified silence, took this moment of distraction to break for the door. In her one last ditch effort to escape she barreled past a defensive Mila and tried to dodge the terrifying creature who guarded the door. However her plan proved mute when she felt two python like arms wrap around her tight enough to suffocate. “Gotcha.” The sinister voice made the human girl shudder. “Your play now, Mila.”