Beasts And Us

chapter 1: I Hate You

*Dawn*

"You got to be kidding me!". I couldn't help but to face palm as I stared at shiny writing on the board in front of the building I stood at. I had to double check my phone tracker to see if I was in the right place.

Yeah I should have been used to my liitle sisters extreme reactions to anything that doesn't go her way by now, venturing to one of the most notorious clubs in the city should have been on her top list of how to piss off our parents.

"Urgh" what was she thinking coming here without even a single body guard. I'm guessing getting harassed, drugged or robbed wasn't part of her agenda.

Just the thought of being in a place like this for more than a minute made me uncomfortable.

Don't get me wrong not that I haven't been to places like this before, in fact I'm somehow a regular here. given that most of my business clients prefer having discussions here which always ends with me having a massive headache from the overwhelming noise and perfume.

I could hear the music blearing right from out here, promising hell to my already grieving ears. I made my way to the door of the club where the gigantic and not so friendly looking bouncers stood guard. Taking out my VVIP membership card I showed it to the guards whom immediately changed their expressions to one of seriousness and respect while allowing me entrance one of the perks to having money and connections.

As I stepped in I nearly gagged from the overwhelming scent of sweat, perfume and alcohol in the air. inorder to avoid making this longer than it has to, I followed my phone tracker to where my rebellious little sister is supposedly at.

As I moved through the tangled sweaty bodies on the dance floor, I made my way to the bar counter. and even before arriving I could hear my sisters laughter even over the music.

She wore a red skin tight dress  showing all her curves in all the right places, the dress had a long slit on one side extending to her thighs exposing her long creamy flawless legs. She was seated between two guys. one of the guys kept doing rubbing motions on her exposed lower back as she leaned towards the other whispering and giggling, almost spilling her cleavage in the process. She smiled seductively as she tucked strands of her shoulder length cream white hair  accentuating her slender neck and shoulders... 'wait! What!... Cream white hair!? For the love of god don't tell me she cut and dyed her hair? When did she even have time to do that when we where at a family meeting not more than an hour ago!' I could already feel the veins in my hands twitching and my anger rising promising hell to the assholes who thought they could have their way with my not so innocent sister and also to my sister for making this day another cat and mouse wild chase.

I stormed angrily towards the unsuspecting trio reaching my sister I grabbed the hand of the guy on her back twisting it in the process.

"Ahhh! You crazy b*tch what do you think you're doing?" The guy screamed like a dying pig throwing profanities at me, while trying to free himself. which he soon realized wasn't as easy as he thought. The more he tried to move the tighter the grip I had on him and soon I could see his face getting pale with fright or was it pain? Either way I didn't seem to care.

"Now that I get a good look at your face, you do look like a pig. how dare u place your disgusting hands on her? Do you know how many people have had their eyes plugged out for just staring at her? I know you guys wanna have fun but next time try pick on someone of your caliber someone who rolls in the mud just like you. so you won't find yourself in this kinds of situations next time." not that they'll be a next time.

"hey! get Your hands off him before I make you regret it." I turned in the direction of the voice to find the other guy glaring at me. At least he is better in the looks department compared to his piggy friend over here but I don't seem to appreciate the numerous piercings lining his face, his eye brows, ears, nostrils, lip.....wait is that a ring on his tongue!?  The guy was practically covered with the stuff. wouldn't it be uncomfortable when eating? I will never understand the esthetics of some people. He was so eager to be beaten and couldn't wait patiently for his turn, not that i mind handling two morons at once. He was now on his feet trowing his fist at my face. I easily evaded it and grabbed his fist with my other free hand, twisting it till I could feel a bone dislocate causing him to scream then I gave a hard kick on the back of his knees sending him to the floor. Taking ahold of the back of their shirts I  bashed their heads together I did it once, twice, thrice... until their faces were swollen and bloody and unrecognizable. throwing them to the floor again I stepped on the back of the second guy with my expensive high heeled ankle length leather boots and I could hear him grunting in pain.