Facing Her Fears...Unfortunately.

[Alona Knight]

Alona was out on her own, like she often was. It wasn't her fault she liked being alone. In fact, she could probably name the person who's fault it was......

On that thought, that exact person was watching her from a ways away, hidden in the shadows of the brush around the mountain's base. But Alona kept climbing. She didn't know, nor did she care at the moment. She was on a bit of a mission, and needed something from about halfway up the mountain here. Too bad it only grew in higher altitudes.

It was getting colder as she climbed, but she had dressed warm for this reason, having been up the mountain a few times before, so it wasn't bothering her, really. Alona's breath was visible; she looked up and that white cloud of breath stilled when she saw him, fear filling her as she went against her instincts to bolt and spoke.

"Logan...What are you doing here...?"

[Logan Drake Maximillian]

"Tsk tsk Alona, love, always getting right down to the point. Can't a guy ever get a little small talk from his woman first?" Logan replied, smirking. His words had a twisted meaning to them, and you could hear it in his voice. His own breath was white against the cold, but "cold" suited him just fine. I mean, look at what he's done already.

Alona glared at him when he called her his girl. When was he going to get it through his head that she hated him with all of her being. "Excuse me if I'm straightforward. Now, if you don't mind, I have stuff to do, Logan. Go away." She said, her voice wavering a little as she climbed up around him, tensed for any move he would make. Which he did.

Logan reached out to the side, catching the front of Alona's shoulders as she went by, making her tense and freeze. He kept a grip on her far shoulder and moved close to her ear, using his vampric charm. "Love, isn't it a little cold up here? I mean, I could always help..." He grinned sadistically and raked his claws over her shoulder and across the one side of her collarbone, making her spurt warm, steaming blood onto the snow and she gasped, falling onto her knees.

[Alona Knight]

Alona dropped to her knees, hot blood flowing over her cold hands as she held them to her chest ad collarbone and shoulder to try to clot the bleeding. She was cursing herself for coming out here like this, alone like this. She looked up at Logan, the fear showing in her eyes, and he smiled down cruelly at her, bending over to place a hand on her chin and make her look him in the eyes.

"There, love, isn't that better?" He asked, and his grin grew when Alona jerked her chin out of his grip and didn't answer him. She went to stand up, struggling to her feet but finally getting up and moving forward, away from Logan. He turned and watched her stagger away for a bit, before vanishing from where he was standing with blinding speed and reappearing in front of her, driving her back to the forest she had just climbed out of on the mountain side. She ran, staggering and tripping, trying to get away from Logan as he pursued her.

"My little toy, my little caramel-haired queen, where are you going? We can't have any fun this way, you know." He said, voice thick with malicious intentions. Alona was hiding behind a tree, holding her breath, hoping to God she was downwind of him so he wouldn't find her from the blood flowing from her chest below her neck. She was terrified, and it was showing. Why did he have to keep following her like this? Why couldn't he just leave her alone? She knew the answers to these questions, but she refused to accept them. Now her only question was: Where was someone who was going to save her?

[Graham Maximillian]

Graham had been told by his brother that he was going towards the mountain for something, important. It was probably that girl he never shuts up about. Now, he knew better then most on what his brother's intent was on that girl...it was always the same, to win the girl, and once he did he would either kill them straight off, or just wait till they got boring and kill them. Anyways, back to his point, he for some reason felt a curiosity take a hold of him on this case, since it was told to him by his brother that he has been after this girl since she was quite young.

He was on his way up the mountain when he saw a girl with blood flowing down her chest. He then looked to see his brother looking for someone....so, this was his pray. He walked up to her and made a "shh" sound and pointed to some bushes that was just past them. He then walked back out and towards Logan.

"So...I see blood all over the place...what the hell did you do this time?" He chuckled as he watched his breath leave in a puff of white smoke. "Whomever's blood it is..it smells delectable.." He grinned as he licked his lips ever so slightly.

[Logan Drake Maximillian]

Alona, startled by the guy who shushed her, who happened to look like Logan, froze against the tree, only her eyes watching him as he walked past her. She was holding her breath, hoping he wouldn't give her away. She was gripping the bark with one hand, the other pressed over the open wound, debating whether to bolt or to stay put, depending on what that other guy did.

Logan looked up as he heard Graham approach, and smirked devilishly. "Oh, you know, brother dear. I found my most recent favorite toy and we had a bit of fun, but it seems she got away." He breathed deep and licked his fingers of Alona's blood, savoring the taste. "It truly is delectable. One of my favorite things about this girl, this toy; my Queen. Speaking of, you came from the direction she ran off to, I think. Have you seen her? Green eyes that glitter brilliantly with fear, blood matted caramel hair, a long laceration in her clear, beautiful skin on her chest..."

Logan looked around, listening for anything in the bushes, trying to find her by the scent of her blood, but the wind was in the wrong direction. He frowned slightly, looking at the trees Alona was hiding behind but not yet seeing her, as she gripped the bark harder, hoping he wouldn't find her. Logan licked whatever blood was left on his lips off, and looked at Graham again.

[Graham Maximillian]

Graham wanted let out a grunt when he noticed the girl hadn't listen to him. How did he know this? He heard the slight crackle of the bark when Alona gripped the tree harder. He could tell this one was going to be a hassle and was about to just reveal to his brother where this pain in the neck was but..again, he felt that said curiosity come back. One of those moments in which you wonder if it would be more fun for something to happen so you can watch.

He thought about that initial gut feeling and nodded his head. "You know, it I would have seen her, I would have dragged her over here to you. Sorry, Brother..but...you still haven't told me to much of your latest and greatest toy...why don't we find somewhere comfortable to sit so you can do so...and I really wish you would have saved me some blood...I haven't eaten in weeks.." He said, putting his two fingers by his own throat and grinned then moved his fingers to a place that looked like it would be nice to sit at, a pretty good distance away from the girl.

[Alona Knight]

Alona wanted to cry and laugh at the same time when the Logan look-alike guy didn't sell her out to Logan. And it just registered to her that they called each other "brother". Brother? Since when did Logan have a brother? She was confused by this, but hugely grateful she could relax a bit now. She couldn't move from here, though; she knew Logan would see her if she did. She relaxed her grip o the bark of the tree beneath her back and put that hand on the still slowly bleeding wound. It had stopped some, but it was still flowing some.

Alona was even more grateful when she hear Logan accept his brother's proposition and heard the crunch and rustle of snow as they moved away from her a distance and he began to talk about her.

"Well, brother, what would you like to know? She smells like the most heavenly scent that you just want to dip your fangs into her neck and never pull them out. Hair like a coppery-caramel colored plate, green eyes that sparkle beautifully when she is terrified, skin the color of a rich, mocha-cream that I know some girls love to put in their coffee as flavoring, and blood that tastes so sweet its like nothing you've ever tasted before." Logan told Graham, licking his lips as if he were describing a cake or some kind of candy.

"And the way she tries to be brave all the time is so cute. I think you would like her, brother." he said, grinning cruelly.

[Graham Maximillian]

Graham was hearing all that was going on, one of the things he had over his brother since he too more to their Lycan blood then Logan did. He heard the steps in the snow, the calming of a very silent breath and the obvious description of this said "girl he didn't know".

"Yes, yes I get this, but other then that, why are you so interested in this one..usually you only have an interest in them for what....a few months and then just kill them off..what is so special about this one?" He asked, trying to give the girl more time to get out of there or at least for one of her pack to find her. Yes, he could tell that it was a Lycan girl, not only by her scent, but that was the only women that brother really had a strong thing for.

[Logan Drake Maximillian]

Logan's grin widened and turned slightly more malicious. " Well, I guess you haven't seen her yet, have you, brother? Besides all of that, she is strong, and you know how I do so love to break the strong ones. But this girl simply won't break, and it fascinates me. Also, I intend to make her my Queen. You remember what a few generations ago between our family, our pure vampire line, and the Knight family, those filthy mongrel lycans, right? She is the sole female survivor of that line, and if I take her as my own, crush her under me, then I will have no problem regaining what our family once had. Our respect, brother, our power. And I will also have a beautiful Lycan girl, the granddaughter of the cause of our filthy blood, under my thumb to do what-so-ever I please with." he explained. Alona heard this, and shuddered silently.

As he spoke, she slowly inched her way onto the ground onto her hands and knees and began to crawl away as quietly as she was able back through the forest and downwards to the bottom of the mountain. She was praying that Logan's brother would not give her away still and would keep him distracted so she could get away without Logan noticing anymore.

[Graham Maximillian]

No wonder his insticts were like that. "...the last of the Knight girls hm? Haha, I didn't even think they existed anymore. I am actually quite curious on how you found this one." He grinned, but now he knew he couldn't let his brother do what he wanted to that girl, no, not her.

"That would makes sense on why her blood was so good, brother...if only I could have gotten a taste...you really should have made her stay here longer...hold her down or something...haha.." He said and heard as she finally had seemed to be crawling away. He was going to wait till she was pretty much downhill, out of sight and out of mind before he asked Logan to go downhill to go home as well.

If he knew one thing, this girl really was now more trouble then he thought..but he was glad that he let her get out of there...though now he wondered if he could see her by himself sometime...

[Alona Knight]

Alona had gotten about halfway down the mountain when she heard a loud crunch behind her. She froze, and turned to look behind her, letting out a small shriek when she saw Logan directly behind her. What happened to that other guy distracting him!? She scrambled to her feet, tripping once and getting back up as she tried to get away from Logan.

"Ah ah ah. I thought you'd still be around. It seems my dearest brother would like to meet you, my Queen." He said, almost casually, a cruel smirk on his face as he grabbed her by the wrist and twisted her arm, making her have to bend and fall back down onto the ground to prevent her arm being dislocated at the shoulder. She cried out in pain and glared up at him, the beginnings of tears from pain, anger, and fear in her eyes as they burned defiantly at him. His smirk just turned into a maniac grin as he grabbed her upper arm and threw her back up through the light forest and out, following her up until he dumped her in front of Graham.

"She is awfully good at hiding, it seems. Too bad for her that the wind changed directions just for a moment." Logan said to Graham, and grabbed by Alona by the chin roughly, bringing her face close to his. He smirked and pushed her backwards onto the ground roughly, reopening the wound on her arm but the one on her chest staying closed for now.

"Touch me again and I'll-" "You'll what? You don't look to be in much of a position to be making threats here, queen bee." Logan interrupted her. "In fact, you look like you need some calming down." He kicked her in the side, the force of it sending her flying 10 yards and rolling in the snow, her blood coloring the snow red. Alona sat up painfully, holding her arm, and glared back at Logan from where she was. She couldn't change now, there would be no time before Logan was on her again. She was too vulnerable like this.

Logan breathed deeply. "Doesn't it smell wonderful, brother? The blood of the last girl of the family who ruined ours." "Bullcrap!" Alona said, staggering to her feet defiantly, locking glares with Logan. "Your family kidnapped my great(5x)grandmother's best friend and raped her! Its your own faults, you ba****!!" She snapped, a look of pure hatred for Logan taking over her eyes and replacing most of the fear.

[Graham Maximillian]

Graham's eye had twitched the whole time his brother attacked her. He wanted to stop him, but another part of him listened to his brother say how wonderful she smelled in which he sniffed the air. His throat became abit dry and looked at her as if she were pray, but quickly shook his head and listen as she said bullcrap and went on with her story.

He had to give it to the girl, she had guts to stand up to his brother like that, almost made him smile, but he had to keep acting the way he did, as he walked over to her and put his hand under her chin. "You really are a specimen of beauty...." He said aloud so his brother could hear and then pulled her closer to whisper in her ear.

"Why did you run when I told you to...I tried giving you as much time as you needed and you didn't take advantage of it...it's a good thing you interest me so much, or you would have been dead.." he continued and pushed her away as an act.

"You know brother, you should let her go for now...that way I could have my own fun with her when she's healed up...you owe me that much..." He said as he looked over at Logan.

[Alona Knight]

Alona trembled a moment when Graham took her by the chin. The first time he spoke, he sounded just like Logan. But the second time, Alona wasn't sure what to make of his words. She'd had replied to that, but she figured it was safer to keep her mouth shut for the time being. When Graham released her, she jerked her chin back and glared at both brothers, though mostly Logan, who was staring hungrily at her.

Logan smiled maliciously. "Why, that sounds like a wonderful idea, brother. We could make a game of it, even. Such cute little prey. It would be a shame to kill you here and put off the game. I guess you ought to consider yourself lucky my brother had a better idea, Queenling." He walked up to Alona, taking her by the chin the same way Graham had and twisted her face back to his after she turned her head away.

"So kill me, why don't you, if you can." She spat, making Logan frown. He pushed her away roughly, sending her sprawling back in the snow, and swiped one clawed hand at her face, leaving a gash in her right cheek as she glared up at him. He just gave a cruel, swift smile before turning on his heel and heading back down the mountain.

"Come, brother. We'll leave her for today. Later, when she is healed, and that will be soon, we can play with her once more. No sense ruining a good toy in one day when one can make it last a much, much longer time." His voice was full of something indescribable, as well as something almost like joy at the thought of torturing Alona, and she shivered. Whether it was from the cold slowly creeping into her bones or his words, maybe both, that was the cause, she didn't know. She did know she had to get somewhere safe, fast, though.

[Taylor Knight]

Taylor KNEW something was wrong from the moment he felt the flash of his sister's panic, pain, and confusion. The connection only lasted a minute but it was enough for him. He always took it upon himself to take care of her. She was his younger twin sister, his other and better half quite literally, there wasn't anything he wouldn't do to protect her. He had set out a little while ago to find her, worried about the worst, but since he could still feel her somewhere, he knew she was alive. He would know it the moment she died, and same for her if anything happened to them.

When Taylor found Alona, she was stumbling through the forest down the mountain, bleeding slowly from a gash in her chest and on her face. Most of the blood looked already dried, but he noticed a scent that made his hackles rise and a low, frustrated growl form in his throat. He rushed over to Alona, cursing himself as she stumbled and fell, catching her just before she hit the ground. Why hadn't he noticed this earlier? Jordan wouldn't be happy, either.

"The other guy must be shredded, hey?" he asked her in a comforting voice, trying to joke a bit with her to let her know everything was okay. She chuckled a bit and looked up at him.

"Don't I wish. He would have, but I decided to let him go." Alona said, joking back, and smiled lightly up at her twin brother, who grinned back down at her as he picked her up carefully.

"You can rest now, leave the rest up to me, kay? You'll be fine."