Queen Rouge

Chapter 10

"Okay, so I'm assuming all you boys managed to sort all your testosterone shit, yesterday. If not you can get the hell out." I start of the 'discussion'.

A few grumble about me being a bitch, but for the most part they stay perfectly still and silent. Well, almost. One little shit decided to though his brains and all common sense out the window. If I'm to be precise, it's the exact same little shit that started shit at the border. Yes, that's right he apparently didn't learn his lesson. Are well, I really do enjoy teaching that particular one.

"Testosterone shit?"

"Yes. Testosterone shit." I reply putting emphasis on both words. My eyes darkening by a fraction.

All the rouges eyes widen slightly, the bodies becoming immensely tensed. A few other rouges sitting near him are madly trying to gesture for him to stop. His friends quietly try to discreetly move their chairs away from him. Shuffling an inch at a time. The pack members present, namely the alpha, beta, third in command and a few others I can't remember the importance of, all watch this little episode unfold in front of them. Not saying or moving a muscle. Their expression are that of intrigue. Quietly observing us. I suppose they're trying to figure us out. And our hierarchy. Where we all stand. We're an unknown to them, it's inly natural that they'll be cautious around us.

"You know, all that egoistical shit that guys have." I say, my face only inches from his. My voice lowered a few decibels. A deadly tone, one that makes many of the others gulp, a few beads of nervous sweat appearing. Even Tyson seems uncomfortable, a fact that I'm sure the pack wolves have taken note of. The person who doesn't seem uncomfortable is crusher, who's trying not to burst out laughing. Finding this 'serious' situation amusing, and truth be told I'm in agreeance. Straightening up, I continue.

"You are so lucky that Tyson believes you have invaluable knowledge, that will benefit this.... Crusade." I shoot him a look that says know your place. Be fire glaring at Tyson. Informing him that if he doesn't keep his newest member under control, he won't have him anymore. "Which from what I've seen so far, is hard to believe. Personally, I'd be surprised if you have even half a brain cell in that big fat head of yours." At this crusher can't contain his amusement any longer. Letting a snigger escape. Everyone turning to face him. A smile gracing my lips, I shake my head at him. Leaning closer to my little victim, I whisper the last part in his ear, so quietly on him and I can only hear. "And I'd oh so love to perform open surgery on that head of yours, just to find out exactly how many brain cells are rattling in around the empty waste of a space you call a brain."

"Moving on. I'd like to make sure we're all on the same page. So could someone please inform who exactly is the enemy." I say, a bright smile on my face. A dangerous sparkle in my eyes. Confusion and for some fear, crosses their faces. They've seen this expression before.

"Urr, the vampires, and the Destroyers...?" One ofTyson's lackeys bravely asks.

"Nice try," I sweetly say, before my face turns sour. My smile no longer there. "But no." I more than a little harshly inform him, making them all flinch. "Anyone else want to have a go? Michael?" I ask my smile back in play. I look at him expectantly. Another one of Tyson's lackeys. He has a lot of them.

"The enemy." He says unsure of his answer, but not wanting to end up like the guy before him.

"Yes, the enemy. But who specifically is the enemy? Do you.. Or, don't you know?"

"I'm afraid not?..." He says, though it sounds like a question more than a statement of fact.

"That's a shame. Does anyone here know? Or are you all poorly informed?" I pause for a second staring them down. Their unease grows. Nervous sweat forming on their brows. "Jamie?" He shakes his head shrinking in his seat. "How bout you?" I ask looking pointedly at another. He shrinks further down in his seat than Jamie.

Oh, how love making grown men squirm. The power I have. All it takes is a look. And they wish they could be anywhere else in the world, other that the place that they currently are. And to think that I'm just a naive little girl.

I look to crusher, who appears to be the only one whose not about to shit bricks. Even Tyson looks a little uncomfortable. But that might be because I'm showing him up. I just might have more control over his men than he. "Andrew, do you know?" He glares at me for using his name. A small growl leaving his lips, which causes everyone in the room to tense. Including the pack members. "Do you?"

"The enemy. Are the vampires who are plotting against ours and their own king. That are plotting to take us all down, 'rule the world'. And the Destroyers who have decided to abandon their own and take side with the vampires, greedy for the power they'll be given if they succeed." He says still glaring at me, a low growl to his words. He's a little pissed. Are well.

"Exactly." I happily reply. "And that means we are not going to kill every rouge and vampire are we? No we are not. We will not be killing the innocents. So before you start tearing throats out, I suggest who make sure your killing the right person."

"What does it matter." Someone asks. My eyes narrow. Turning a deadly dark shade. My claws slightly lengthen. Along with my canines. I swivel around face them. My eyes locking in on them.

"It matters very much. And in case any of you need a little more insentative to not kill the innocents in this war. If I find out than any one of you, whether your a rouge or pack member I will kill you in a not so painless way." I growl out. Vibes of dominance and power rolling off me in waves. Making all of their wolves whine. They want to submit to me, but their pride being what makes the fight against it. Resist it. And if they weren't as high ranked wolves as they were. They would've been bowing down before me.

"You'll get to personally find out exactly why she so feared." Crusher adds, using this as an opportunity to scare. He loves doing that. "I mean even Tyson doesn't want go against her, and that's gotta mean something."