Fun House |AXEL|

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They shuffled around like rats. Rats that in a way she wanted to kill. She could step on them, ruin them. With a phone call she could take their lives away and make their entire existance obselete. And why didn't she? Because she owned them. It was better then creating any death. They slaved every day for her. They worked their asses off to try and help make this enterprise better. To make life better for her. She loved them for it, but still they took their significance away by the way they acted. Pathetic in a way. Except of course for the two people in this building that she cared about. One of them was of course Ariel; the head of special projects, and then their was Angel. In a fit of laughter, the figment on the other side of the room swung a fishnet covered leg over the other and cackled. Selena looked up at the monitors on the edge of the ceiling, smiling up at them. The rats ran around on them, but there were other matters at hand.

Turning, she looked down at him. Her boys had done quite a number on our Axel Evans. Cuffs bound the guy to the floor, a ring on each limb and held to the ground with enchanted steal from the horns of metallic twin demons. It was perfect, and they weren't in Selena's office anymore. They were in Selena's lair, the room behind the office. It was filled with sadistic clown art, monitors tracking the streets of LA and the rooms of her enterprise. A large computer kept her in contact with her boys over the city and the lights shone red on the room. The monitors turned off, and Selena turned around. She wore a red leather suit, skin tight and sexy. It covered all of her, and she wanted to look her best for her guest.

"Axel Evans". Looking at him, she chuckled. "Crazy isn't it. I mean 'Evans'. It was so clear, so close to my face but I couldn't see it. Three of them, and you are the later. Or you couldn't be my little man. It's a common name, you could just be tugging my leg. I mean, come to LA with no family and no life - I mean, it could be coincidence". She stopped her crazed babble and looked at him seriously. He was cute, and walking towards him she then leapt. Landing on his, legs over his waste she sat there, running her fingers up and down his chest with gloved hands. "If it was coincidence, then why did Everette come to save the day? Do you know him? Did you share his secrets? Did you braid each others hair and cherrish the light from the stars". She ran her hands viciously up his chest and then stopped. "Are you special?". Angel snickered across the room as Selena looked up at her with half a grin, and then looked down at Axel with a large devilish chuckle.

[Axel Hayden Evans]

What happened...?

He awoke from what seemed like a painful sleep, to find himself unable to move his body. All he could feel was a powerful force stopping him, and the sounds of 'clinging.' His eyes begun to blur less, and soon enough he was able to see clearly. His first reaction was to look at what was constricting him, and his fears were revealed when he saw chains on his arms, but could feel but couldn't see chains binding his legs to the hard ground below him. He grunted softly. It took him a moment to realize how he had come to get here. He begun to remember flashes of a van, a man who had saved him and being attacked by a gang of strange fellows, before he forgot everything else. Then he woke up here...In this strange place.

"Where am I?" He questioned intently. He was sure he was going to get the 'in an abandoned basement' response, but it was worth a try anyway, wasn't it? He knew he had been kidnapped, for lack of a better term, but why? What was so special or valuable about him that he needed to be kidnapped for, and attacked in that alley? Everything was just so strange, he wished he never moved to Los Angeles to find his parents, it just seemed to be creating negative consequences. Maybe he just wasn't destined to find them. Heck, when did he begin believing in destiny, anyway? He was always one to create his own choices and mould his own fate and livelihood. He didn't need 'destiny' to control his fate, and still wouldn't.

Then he saw this blonde, freaky scary looking chick glancing up at him with some kind of smirk on her face. Then she said his name. How did she know his name? The only person who knew his name in Los Angeles was Lily, the private investigator who was to help him find his birth parents. Did she have something to do with this? He really didn't have any conclusions or anything to go on really. All he knew was that this chick was freaky-scary looking. It was a relief that he saw disfigured faced-men in the alley and not her. "Three of them? Tugging your leg? What the hell are you going on about woman, and how do you know anything about my family!" He really had no clue what this woman was smoking, but after hearing her rattle on, he felt like asking for some just to pass out from putting up with this crap. How did she know why he was here, anyway? That concerned him, since once again the private investigator was the only one who knew that. This lady speaks of coincidences, maybe that was one of them.

He soon felt the woman on top of him and he once again grunted. "Get off me! If you want to torture me, your doing a very good job! Can't you just begin stabbing me with needles or something, would much prefer that than having your bony ass on top of me. Your not my type, you might have been a good one nighter when you were, I dunno....thirty years younger?" Maybe he was making things worse than they had to be, but he wasn't going to to take any nonsense or play this woman's little game, which she seemed to be enjoying. She spoke of a man who 'saved the day', Everette, who he vaguely assumed was the man who had 'helped him out.' Maybe there was more to this than he knew, and he had something to do with it too?

At her question, he shook his head in annoyance. "I think thats what the doctors forgot to ask you at your last checkup, woman. The only thing special about me is when I get out of these cuffs and knock your brains out. I don't hit women, but for someone as annoying as you, I'll make a few exceptions." He sighed, wanting to know me. "What do you want with me? I've got a media essay to finish, I don't think the "being kidnapped by a lunatic line will work this time."

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He may of interjected. He may have been confused. He may have tried to upset her. But she tattled on. She was like a dying love song on repeat, going through the motions over and over again. Angel laughed at her about it, but she kept going. She was full of happiness, every plan she had mostly working out. The vampires were becoming sloppy though but luckily they scrambled up this kid without any lead to where he was. Now she could have him all to himself. Even if he wasn't one of the Trinity brothers, she was going to have herself some fun. Angel had no problem watching all of that go down, but this guy was becoming too much trouble. He snapped at her, trying to humiliate her. He was trying to hurt her with his pathetic words. She looked down at him as he snapped, going on and on. He questioned her looks, her motives and more. It was not making this clown princess happy.

"I know you didn't know her, but I must ask. Did you kiss your mother with that mouth -". Selena grunted as she sent a fist towards Axel's mouth. With the strength of a minotaur and not holding back, things were not looking well for this guy. Over the years she had fed off of beings for power. That is what she cares about. That is what she lives for. That is what she cuddles with her in bed at night. It drives her to get more and the Trinity brothers were the key to any of her plans she would have. Looking down at him, she smirked. "Shhh. Still sexy keep it coming". She was dying to see what he popped up with next.

Her favorite question when someone was tied to this floor. It was to find him. God, if this kid know about the countless people that died for her to find him, he would be crushed. Hell, she only killed a Oracle yesturday to find him. What if he knew she had killed for years searching for them. Now it had come. She smirked, running her fingers down his waste, running them up her and stretching into the air. She really did love this part. "I want power, Axel. That's all. I wanted the banshee's wild scream. So I took it. I wanted the minotaurs brute strength. Now it is mine. Now I want the magical powers of the Trinity brothers but I couldn't seem to find them. Now things have changed. And I have you, at my grasp. We couldn't be happier".

It was then she did it. Slashing down, her nails stabbed into Axel's chest. Letting out a long breath, she dragged her digits down his chest. Blood gushed from the wounds and over her fingers until she stopped. "Mmm. A nommy treat". Dipping her fingers into her mouth, she tongued the tips and gathered up the blood. It sank down her throat as she checked. Oh, it was good. Energizes and fast. It overcame Selena with the feeling that she could run to the moon and back. What was this guy on? Either that, or the power of the Trinity brothers was strong then she thought. "Oh gorgeous boy. Your amazing". She laughed as she lowered her fingers. But it wasn't the magic she wanted. Damn!

[Axel Hayden Evans]

His teeth jarred as she spoke of his mother, his body clenching and trying to force itself out of the chains, but the chains were extremely strong. He sighed, feeling defeated in not being able to unbind the chains. He glanced over at the woman with anger on his face. "Don't speak about my mother," he stated coldly towards the blonde-haired woman. She knew nothing about his mother, how could she even dare mention her in front of him? The annoying part was that he didn't even know anything about his mother either, which didn't make the whole "you don't know my mother" line much stronger.

He soon felt a fist towards his mouth. Ouch! Okay, there is no way in hell a woman can hit as hard as she could. Something wasn't right here, but he didn't understand anything about it or what was happening. All he knew was that he had never been punched so hard in his life, and he had been on the recieving end of some pretty deadly blows. He spat blood from his mouth, as he turned his head back to the woman after a moment of feeling the pain rush through his jaw. "Did you even kiss your mother, at all? You sound like you didn't get much love as a child, were you dumped at a foster home because your parents realized what a crazy bitch you are?!" Sure, she might have had the power by having him in tough chains, but she wasn't going to control what he says. He wasn't afraid of her or what she would do to him, he didn't care.

She soon begun rambling again, this time about power, banshees and minotaurs. "Have you been watching too much Hercules, or something? Or did you never make the cut for the show, so you decided to just live in a fantasy world?" He questioned, but taking note of what she was saying. What was she talking about taking their power? He didn't understand what she meant, but linking this with her powerful fist, and he wasn't liking the things he was discovering. The 'Trinity Brothers'? Who were they? He had heard rumblings from vampires about it, but didn't understand the concept. This woman seemed to speak a lot about them too, like they were so special or something. "What do I have to do with you finding the Trinity Brothers? I don't know anything about them, so if you just let me go..."

Then he felt a hard pain in his chest as her nails slashed into him. He grunted, cringing and clenching his fists at the feeling of the intense pain. He bit his tongue. He then watched in shock as she licked the blood off of her things, exclaiming how yummy it was. What the hell is wrong with this woman?

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The words of anger coming at her. It was better then a drug. When he said it, she couldn't help but smile even larger. She had pushed a button and it filled her with happiness. Strandled on top of the guy, she looked down into those dark eyes. So much anger and so much confusion. And so much lose. She moaned as she closed her eyes, moving her hands up to his neck. He was so firm, so healthy and fit. She didn't have to kill him. Sex slave had so much more of a ring to it.

He aimed at her mother. So she laughed. ''No, silly. I killed the bitch. Killed her, and covered the walls in her blood. It was riviting. I paint my dreams in it''. To attack her with her mother. Selena didn't have a conscience to hurt, especially on the topic of her parents. She would kill them over and over again. ''To bad your mother is dead, and your father. Sorry to break it to you. But hey, you and your brothers will be dead soon too so don't worry''.

He tried to insult her again. More and more but it wasn't hurting her, it was angrying her. The punch across his face didn't seem to give him a hint. She ignored it though, closing her eyes again and feeling every contour of his chest and abs as Angel watched in an erotic fashion. Selena looked down at him however when he brought up who he was again. She might at well tell him. It was only right if he was going to die with his supposed brothers very soon.

Wiping off the rest of the blood off of her finger tips, she looked to him. ''Let me tell you a story. A man and woman worry about the destiny there baby will have. Worried it will get hurt. So they put up a now very sexy baby up for adoption to the woman's sister. Blah Blah Blah, you have two brothers. By the taste of you, your not the one I want. But you my dear, will bring them to me''. She smiled at him, but now was still pissed at him. With a twitch of a hand, the cuffs around his ankles and wrists unlocked. They smashed open, even startling Angel. This wasn't to let him go. Not at all, even if he thought so. But swinging her foot in a drop kick at him, her foot collided potentially with his side. The strength behind it would rocket him towards the opposite wall. But from this lair there was no escape or entrance. But as soon as he was knocked out, they could get Axel to the party house where he can reunite with his brothers - before Selena kills them all.