[color=ed145b][b]Vanessa Onasis
Bryant Park - New York[/b][/color]

A strawberry blonde woman sat front row at a fashion show. She was Vanessa Onasis, one of biggest names in fashion, ever. She was the editor in chef of the most influential fashion magazines. In the fashion show, her word was law. While she was taking notes on the lovely designer fashions that walked down the runway, she also took notice of the handsome male models that also took the stage. One of them would be fun boy toy to play with for the night.

After the show, Vanessa went backstage where the models were changing. She was easily able to do that with a flash of her press pass to the security guard. For some reason, men always seemed to fall over themselves when ever she spoke to them. Backstage, Vanessa approached the first male model she saw. “Well hello there handsome. Vanessa Onasis, Couture Magazine. You were wonderful in that show. You really pulled off those stylish clothes.” Then she grabbed him by his tie, and pulled the man close to her face “But what I really want to see is you out of those clothes. If you catch my drift. How about the two of us head back to my house and have a little fun together, hm? I promise, I’ll make it worth your while.”

The male model stuttered trying to find the answer. Then he was interrupted by the sound of an obviously female voice. “Back off bitch, he doesn’t belong to you.”

Vanessa rolled her eyes. Someone was being territorial it seemed.  She looked to see an angry looking woman with pale skin and dark hair. “Well, I don’t see your name on him honey.”

Then the woman screamed as she grew bat wings, her hands and feet turned into black claws and talons, and her dark hair turned into angry hissing snakes, Then, the woman charged at Vanessa claws unfurled. The woman barely managed to dodge, though her good clothes got damaged in the process. At this point, everyone in the room panicked, and started to run and scream.

Vanessa ran away herself, but that... creature whatever it was still chased her. She approached that security guard she saw earlier. “You, you’re a big strong man. Do something!” She exclaimed as she pointed to the demon bat that was now chasing her.

But before the man could do anything, the bat demoness tore the poor man apart with her claws. She slashed up his entire body, and stabbed him in his heart. This left bloody entrails all over the floor. It was quite gruesome. “You’re next harlot!”