•Own the Night•

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Alexandria's P.O.V. 

I looked at the clock, nearly time for my shift to be over. I saw the detective come in looking angry, this was boring to me. I turned away reaching under the counter and mixing myself a cocktail from the special stash of blood kept there. I downed it in one gulp. I decided to leave early, it's not like Liz cared. I looked around, every night was a chance for me attract a victim.

I went back into my room. I changed into a blue dress with lace sleeves and a tight fitting bodice that flared. It had a keyhole neck in the front and showed off cleavage. I put on a pair of blue ankle boots with lace appliqués. Then I re-did my makeup in a more dramatic look, complete with a matte dark red lip. I sung which was part of what lured my victims in. I was singing Young and Beautiful, Once Upon A Dream (Maleficent version) and Young Blood. All songs that made my voice sound good.

I went down there and went through my routine of singing and making sure to look sexy, unfortunately most of my audience was women so I couldn't lure them. I'm not bisexual. After I stepped off the stage Tristan pinned me to the wall, kissing me. I reciprocated immediately. He pulled away long enough to say "You are the sexiest woman I have ever met." Then we went back to making out 

Elizabeth's P.O.V.

I walked about the hotel, hearing Alexandria's voice as usual. It was the usual I needed the usual. I thought about my future with Will Drake, and how Donovan was no longer my lover The rate of change was increasingly faster.  Also Tristan, what was I to do with him. My question was answered, seeing him and Alexandria's steamy make-out. Long Story Short they ended up in her room. 

 I walked down a hall and saw Sally smoking. I smirked maliciously walking up to her. "Sally." She glared at me "Elizabeth." I raised an eyebrow, "I heard about you and John's night together." She rolled her eyes taking a drag "Yes, and your point is?" I narrowed my eyes "I don't want a detective snooping around in my hotel, why didn't you end him?" I hissed. She retaliated more than I expected. "Because for once I'm happy, being trapped here is not anything to be proud of." She snapped at me. I knew what to throw in her face "You have two daughters, they care about you they are here. By her face I could tell I had struck a nerve, "Don't bring them into our feud." Her voice was shaky and I knew I could walk away at this point. 

I strutted off. She called out one last thing to me "You think you own the night. You don't." I didn't bother to turn back "I'm not sure who you think you are, but bitch, I own the night." 

 Karina's P.O.V.

I stood outside the hotel smoking my weed calming myself down. Iris had gotten me rattled, reminding me of what had happened. I bit my lip harshly up to the pint of blood running down my chin. I wiped it away wishing the cold would get to me. It wasn't like I couldn't feel it, but it was just kind of there. I wanted pain. The rush of killing was the only thing that truly made me feel that and when I was with Tate. 

I saw a junkie stumbling towards the sidewalk, I walked towards him taking his hand not saying a word. I smirked leading him up into Aunt's room in the hotel, but not before finding Alexandria. She was putting her clothes back on and Tristan was lying under the sheets. I rolled my eyes "Alex, come on. Sorry if I disturbed anything." I added making a gesture with my hand. She seemed to get it walking towards me with a smirk. "First, can you zip my dress for me?" I nodded. zipping it, of course it looked flawless on her everything did. 

We walked into aunt's room the corners of her mouth curled up into a vicious smile. She walked over the now passed out junkie and stroked his cheek with her finger before slitting his throat and drinking deeply. I watched her nails dig into his flesh. She pulled back and I could see he was still alive. I walked over and slit his throat "And you thought I was the nice one." Those were the last words he heard. I drank shallowly as Alexandria slowed her breath still on a high from sex and then feeding. I saw her body freeze out of the corner of my eye and I looked up to see Aunt. There would be hell to pay.



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