A Queen and Her Knight {JOB|ERIS|PRIVATE}

What was Vlad, if not a man who defended what he believed in? Defended who he believed in. A man who served a purpose; he would change the world! The only real question is when would it happen? How would he do it? These were the questions that his recent pledge of allegiance to Eris had caused him to ask of himself; he had no idea what expectations she held of him, or what he should do in order to please his new master; master... A term he thought he would never have to admit to. Something he never, truly, foresaw being a future. Well, it seemed he had found a person worthy of the title; perhaps he sought her approval. Perhaps he wanted to be noticed. Who wished to stay at the bottom of the totem pole? Not a single person he knew.

Well, it was not as though any of this would, truly, make a difference to the young man; they were merely passing thoughts; things that would interest him for a few days, at best, before they left his mind; he did not worry, for he knew his worth; he knew he was a man who could do anything that was put in front of him. Conquering any obstacle, and outwitting any opponent; these were things expected of him. These expectations were often met, and it often brought Vlad great joy; what was it that brought him this joy? Success. Success was the thing that was constant; it always brought him something that would further his goals. Perhaps his goals were the one thing that brought him to Eris? Well, it was the one thing that he believed in so passionately; something that would force him to rethink his way of life; to accept a master. It must have been that.

Why discuss what has brought him down this path? The past could not be changed, but even if it could... why would he ever touch it? He did as he felt was right; he followed his own "moral compass" and believed this was only path he was meant to take. These were the things that brought about this chain of events.

Letting out a slight sigh, it seemed it was time to prepare himself for the day. What did he have planned for today? Nothing, in all honesty! He was going to simply walk around leisurely, perhaps find a job for tomorrow; nothing was set in stone yet; he had nothing confirmed. "Well, I suppose we can begin the day." He stated, simply falling from the tree; landing on his feet he would look around. "Where am I?"

To be honest his location mattered not; he had a day off, and he was going to enjoy this! What could he do... Well, it seemed there was only one thing that he would do... it was his favorite pastime! It was something he had been unable to do in quite some time. The only problem? He needed to find the right participants; he needed to find the people who would allow him to hit the ecstasy that he so desired; to fulfill this carnal desire that was building up within him. Who would be the luck lady today?

Cracking his neck he let out a slight chuckle, it was a different game when you went hunting in the daylight; it was something that brought about a bit more excitement. The possibility of being caught was significantly higher than at night, but that is where the adrenaline came from; it was what allowed him to enjoy this so much; it was what would make this so much different than the rest of the times he had went on the prowl. "Well, where to?" He stated, rubbing his eyes; it seemed the nearest town was nearly a kilometer away. "Pft." As if the kilometer meant anything to him! It would take less than a millisecond before he arrived at the town; yes, he was able to travel at just under the speed of lightning. What an excellent ability to have.

It was as he stopped his movement that he would orientate himself; looking around the town. He seemed to be in the town square, and was quite proud of his precision! Even with such a small grace period to stop, he had done so in such an excellent manner! What else was he capable of? Well, why spoil that? Running his hand over his face, the mans features would begin to change; a scar forming under his right eye, which was now a bright blue. His once black hair now a blonde; yes, his appearance had changed in the matter of an second; it was nothing for a man of his stature! "Well, who is the lucky lady~?" He spoke in a manner that was indicative of some sort of crescendo. Perhaps this was going to lead to a large peak; to something that would allow for a large expression. Perhaps this was going to be a fun~ day. 

It was as he spoke that his attention would shift. What could cause this man to lose focus on his thoughts; to simply cause him to drop his thought process and marvel, in broad daylight? Well, it was nothing less than a woman with big tits and a nice round ass! Yes, this was something that he was quite accustomed to. His fun side, that is to say his Incubus side, was something that often brought his attention to these details! These details fueled his existence, it allowed him to plow through the boring shit in life; yes, it was the lewd thoughts that sustained him. What else was an incubus? They were merely lust incarnate. 

Well, it seemed this mans sense of lust was a bit corrupted; while he yearned for the corporeal embrace of the women; yes, it was fun playing with a naked woman... It seemed he was also drawn to her for other reasons; she seemed to have some money. She wore many thing that was indicative of a person who held enough money to sustain a rather fluffy life; corruption was probably at the center of this. Well, that was not really something he had any care for at the moment; it was with this that he would begin his approach. Following the female, leaving ten meters between the two, he would allow her to go about her business. 

She was out enjoying herself; transversing the town, stopping at only the highest quality of stores, she would leave with a bag or two each; by the end of the day she had spent well over a million jewels; yes, she had deep pockets! Well, was that the only part of her that was deep? A quiet snicker escaped his lips, it seemed she was finished; with this he would simply follow her to her house; there was no other word than mansion; it was too large! Why would a single female need so much room? Oh wait. It was a woman.

Rolling his eyes, he simply hopped the fence and called forth Azriel; the demon would appear on the inside of the room, opening the window for him; with this Azriel left the man to his own devices. Why stay in this realm when he was not needed? 

With this he would simply follow the girls soul; it was a tainted purple; she was too materialistic. How dull. It was as she began to ascend the stairs that he would grab her leg; yanking it out from beneath her, the female would fall; banging her head against the stairs, it seemed she lost conscious. "Neat!" He chuckled, grabbing the female by the waist. Carrying her up the stairs he simply tossed her onto the bed; perhaps he would have his fun with this one? Oh, but how to do so? Rape? Torture? "So many possibilities...." He spoke, very delighted, as he tied her to the bed. "Well, how to indulge myself?" It was with this that he made his decision; heading down the stairs, and finding the kitchen, he would grab a knife.

Returning to the room, it seems she had awoke. "Aw, you've already awoke!" He spoke, a mocking quiver in his voice. "Well, you are my gift! I do deserve this bit of release!" He spoke, removing his shirt and tossing it to the side. "Well, where to begin?" He chuckled, running the blade up her shirt, slowly slicing through the material; it was as though he was cutting butter. It was as he finished that the blade would knick her chin. "Oh, my apologies." He chuckled, leaning in and licking the blood; it seemed she was already frightened. Her pupils were dilated, it seems she had a vague idea of what was to happen; or did she? She was making so many assumptions, perhaps he should teach her what that could do to a person?

It was with this that he would walk down the bed, once more; the blade trailing across her body. "What to do with this? What should I do? HOW should I entertain myself?" He stopped himself, the tip of the blade having hit the border. Her pants stopped the steady flow of of things; how annoying. "Why don't we remove this?" He chuckled, slicing off the buttons; dropping her pants, though they would never move lower then her knee's, he would continue his little game; it was about the psychological fear at this point; it was something that could be so much better than actual pain. 

"I have left you in anticipation for so~ long, now haven't I?" He chuckled, throwing his leg over her body; it seemed he had planned this out quite well. Leaning in he spoke with the rhythm of a serenade. "You will love this~!" It was with this that he would penetrate her; the blade digging into her stomach; though this pain was something that she would not experience; he had simply altered her perception of the world. While she was experiencing this pain, it was not solely this. It would feel as though she were being raped. Yes, how uncouth an idea; rape was something so animalistic, how could he stoop so low? He wouldn't. It was beneath him.

Removing the blade he would let out a slight moan, the smirk having never left his face; perhaps this merely to further the illusion; perhaps he found some twisted pleasure in this movement; perhaps he was enjoying this. "Am I a sadist?" He chuckled, plunging the knife into her abdomen once more; he couldn't help it. The screams he heard were so terribly mixed; pleasure and pain. Two things that were not often heard as one. It was with this that he was ready for the climax. "Are you ready?"

"...Y..Yes..." She moaned, though it was filled with a shame that was blatant.

"Well, I do hope you have enjoyed the ride. I certainly have." He chuckled, raising the blade above his head he would lurch forward, quickly breaking the ribcage, and implanting it in her heart. "There you go! Climax to your hearts content." He chuckled, leaving the bed. Looking over his work, he was rather proud, though it was second rate; perhaps he should perfect this at some point? "Well, this was a fun afternoon!" he chuckled, leaving the room. What to do now?

What was he to do? He could simply find the job board for this town and begin an adventure; perhaps he could find someone who needed help slaying x, y, or z. Perhaps he could steal x, y, or z. He had no real preference for the type of job that he would take, so long as it offered some sort of reward he deemed worthy; no, this was not even true. All he needed was an adventure that would allow him to enjoy himself fully; it was not something that happened very often. To be honest, he was unlikely to ever feel completely satisfied; he doubted anyone held that type of job for him. It was as this doubt filled his mind that the aura of the room would change; he could feel the demonic presence entering, but he could not react. Things were moving too quickly for him to do much. "Fucking hell...." He sighed as he felt the presence materialize fully. He was not very sure as to who it was, it was familiar though.

"Oh yes. That's who..." He chuckled as he felt the hand run down his spine. It was as the hand ran down his spine that he would feel the heat overtake him; the scenery began to change. "What the actual fuck..." He sighed as he began to fall; it was a sensation he had not experience before; it was interesting. The heat combined with this steady falling sensation was something that not many would be able to say that they had experienced; sure, there were a few, but not many.

Landing on his feet, albeit a bit roughly, he simply looked around the area. Where was he? What was going on? "Well, where am I now?" He sighed, looking around the area, though all he was able to see was some village. It was with this that he would turn to Eris, a bit confused. "I assume you to be my owner? Though I do detest that connotation, I do agree with the game plan. So, what are we doing today?" He spoke, a bit curious as to what he was meant to do here. "I do thank you for bringing me here personally~." He winked at her, though he doubted she would even care. Perhaps he just wanted to make some idle chat. It was a rather abrupt and awkward meeting. "What now?" He asked, a bit curious.

 
It was a rather clam noght, and it seemed that there was not much going on. Vladimir knew, however, if this was true he would not be here. It was with this that he would begin to examine his surroundings; something was off, but he couldn't tell what. The aura took on a polymorphic one; something was not as it seemed. Something was changing. It was with this observation that a few things would catch his eye. The most prominent was the full moon; it was something that looked like every other full moon he had seen. Something was odd. The town was alive; being midnight it was expected the townsfolk would be asleep, however, they were simply beginning to eat. This was a very strange scene, and let off a foreboding feel. Something was going to happen.

It was with this that Eris began to speak to him. He was told not to leave this town, though this was all she said. It was with this that he would begin to feel the power of his pact mark take effect; the power it held ran through his body, allowing him to see something new, something he was unable to perceive before. A simple outline appeared around the outer edges of the village; it seemed that this would serve as his field of play; this was where he would find himself limited to. Well, when one was to think of it he was not in a very bad situation; or so he thought.

It was at this same moment that things would begin to change; the outlines of a small family having a small dinner would begin to warp; the humanoid figures beginning to change. Slowly the outlines began to explode outward, uncouth hair would erupt from the skin. "Bloody Hell..." He exclaimed, observing the transformation in which the entire village partook.

It was as he became engrossed in this that something began to change; the aura around the town began to change; it became something much darker, more twisted in nature. It was with this that he would begin to realize something. It was a whiles off, but there were two families missing from their table. No, it was more then two. As he continued to scan the are it seemed that every single family was gone. "Don't tell me..." It was as he uttered this that he could hear the trampling of feet; he could see the souls quickly approaching their doom.

"Really..." He sighed as though it were an inconvenience to him. It was with this that the aroma of a high grade perfume would take the air; lulling those around it into a false sense of security; allowing things to hit them a bit harder. Yes, it was the Whore of Babylon's scent which allowed for this all to occur; with this out he could already see the diminished speed, the increased lust. A smirk now on his face he stepped forward, cracking his neck.

With this in effect he would simply snap his finger; with this single motion a plethora of things would occur; the ground would shake as the souls of the damned quickly grew overhead. They formed a dome over the area, harshly beating away at these damned souls. Yes, that is what they were; damned souls. Nothing more, nothing less...

It was with this field that would beat down on them. The souls themselves began to throw themselves from the dome; as they flew in their appearance would change, taking form of the beings they once were. Faces distorted by the passing years, and the lain they were forced to endure. The fear of having to be dragged back to where they came. The need to stay above; to stay in the safety of this corrupt world. The world on which they found comfort; in which they were able to do as they pleased. Yes, it was these very souls that assaulted the vile creatures, wanting to take possession of their bodies. Wanting to remain on this damned rock for even another moment. Alas, they all failed. Simply slicing through the souls of the creatures they were able to cause damage, but not able to stay. This was fine to vlad, this is what he had expected.

It was as the souls came down, plummeting into each of the beasts, that his weapon would take form; it was his most loyal tool; his Scythe. It was with this very Scythe that he was able to defeat almost any opponent who came his way.

Even as these beasts howled it was no use; the area had fallen under his control. As they ate away at his magic he simply began to slice through them. Too focused on attempting to dissipate the spell Vladimir was able to simply execute these being. It took a furry of lashes, but they were unaware. He did not physical damage, and as such they could not feel it. Their souls, however, were completely torn to shreds. With the last body hitting the ground he knelt down, and trusted his hand through the beast's chest. Removing the heart, or what could pass as one, he took a bite. Yes, he simply wanted to be able use this creature for his own devices. Well, what could he say? They seemed to be very talented hunters. It took effort and skill to remain undetected in this day and age. "Well, I suppose I am meant to be hunting these things?" He asked, looking over his shoulder.