Lets start a war.

Vincent's favor.

"Scarlet, come here." Vincent yelled. Scarlet put down her color pencil and hopped off of the tall stool that stood by the table. Her tiny legs made a shuffling sound on the wooden floor as she entered her grandfather's office room. After she walked in and sat in the biggest chair as she heard the big doors close behind her. She looked at Vincent who was looking through His file cabinet. He pulled a big file out and sat behind His desk in front of Scarlet. They made eye contact. He sat starring at her for a bit longer before breaking the silence. "Thirsty love?" He began to pour himself a red substance from a fancy glass holder into a fancy little glass that sat next to a identical cup. Scarlet bit her bottom lip slightly. It smells so good.. and fresh.. She nodes slightly. "Good " he handed her the glass. "Thank you.." she said softly. He took a sip and let out a cheerful sigh. "Ahh, now listen to me, and listen closely ." Scarlet looked up from her drink giving her grandpa her full attention. "I have a treat for you, under one condition, you must do me a favor. " Scarlet gulped down a sip. "What's the favor?" "A girl, you need to go play with her." Scarlet looked up with excitement. Scarlet didn't have friends or anyone to play with. Vincent saw her reaction and then quickly stated "but, she is not one to befriend.. She is a dog. " Scarlet jumped up and laughed. " A Wolf? You want me to play with one of.. those things! No way grandfather! " She began to walk out before Vincent stopped her. " Just listen, she is the daughter of Bane and Ahlanah-". "The pack leader and His wife!? Why would you be wanting me to go near them!?". "Because they have something of mine and I need it back." Scarlet looked down with embarrassment. "What do they have..?" Vincent knelt down. "Something very important to me.. something that was your parents.." Scarlet stated off into the distance. "I... I don't know.. She'd probably be able to tell if - " he cut her off. "She won't be able to if you got an open wound.. Plus I doubt if she would even know if she could smell you." "I would but.." Vincent stood up and began walking back to His desk. "Very Well then.. I guess I'll just have your treat myself." The door behind Vincent's desk opened, two men Scarlet seen around dragged a teenage girl out with blonde hair . Scarlets eyes blackened, she could smell her blood, she could feel it pumping in and out of her fast beating heart. The girl was squirming and screaming behind the cloth that gagged her. One of the men stabbed a needle in her arm roughly, pushing fluid in to her veins to calm her down. The girl then automatically fell to her knees. Vincent could see Scarlet drooling over the sight of what will be fresh blood. Scarlet looked at him. "All I have to do is play with her?" He nodded as a smile curled upon His face . She looked at the girl again. "Okay. I'll do it."