A Whole Bunch of Loki's

The Euphoric Rush - Vampire Loki - Part Two

The first word that sprang to my head when I saw the inside of The Euphoric Rush was cliché.

Everything was red velvet, black silk and black leather with dim lights and music that may have been sensual to some but to me was just an irritant.

The dim lights and the red tint that seemed to be everywhere was playing havoc with my eyes and I'd only been in there for barely two minutes, everywhere you looked was either red or black and all other colours were drowned in in a way that caused a sensory overload.

The room we had entered after the short reception area was massive.

An expanse of tables lay all around with booths tucked into the sides on higher platforms that were accessible by a few short stairs, to our right was a dance floor that was broken into two halves by a bar that rested in the middle.

Behind the bar tenders were fixing up a concoction of drinks, though I suspected they were mostly for the human patrons.

Towards the back of the room, just diagonally right behind the bar was a flight of stairs that led up to a separate balcony, this hosted two bathrooms and a few doors that led to places I didn't want to presume or imagine.

We stepped up onto the platform and as we walked through the aisles, me trailing behind Julie who obviously knew where she was going, I noticed an amass of people in the booths.

Around each table were an array of beautiful people, men and women alike, most scantily dressed and flirting or already at the point of feeling each other up, some were licking blood that dripped from their protruding fangs and ran down their chin.

To say that I felt a little inferior in their presence would have been an understatement, the myth that vampires were stunning wasn't such a myth after all.

Boy, did I hate them for it.

I must have been staring for too long as one of the girls, one wearing what looked like black leather spandex that may as well have not been there at all, gave me a dirty look and glanced me over just the one, clearly in disapproval.

I gave what I hoped looked like an apologetic look back then turned my attention back to Julie, who had stopped in front of one of the booths and seemed to be talking animatedly to the people sitting around it.

There was a wide smile and a glint in her eye as she turned and looked at me, gesturing for me to come closer as she looked back at the men and introduced me.

Stepping up beside her, I glanced over the group that she had been talking to and noted that, like everyone else we seemed to have passed, they were infuriatingly attractive, though I already knew Tony was from all his media coverage.

It was a well-known fact that he was one of few media popular vampires, though his story was a sad one of him being turned rather than born.

Seeing him in front of me in the flesh was completely bizarre, especially as he was willing to even take the time of day to speak to two nobodies.

Although I guess that wasn't wholly a surprise, Julie had the attractiveness and confidence to get into these situations that I lacked in myself, it made sense that she would find a way to get to the man she admired for years.

Beside Tony, who was wearing more casual clothes than I am accustomed to seeing him wear on the television, was another large and I presumed light haired man, though his hair was tinted red much like everything else.

This man was broad and bubbly, his smile so contagious that it had my own lips twitching before I'd even said a word to him.

I later learned that this man's name was Thor and he wasn't a vampire, unlike his brother who was sat beside him, looking as bored as could be.

Loki was the one who caught my attention the most.

He was devastatingly beautiful and ran circles around everyone else in the room, no one else was competition for him and I found myself almost instantly taken with him.

I especially loved the way his long and dark hair was purposefully tussled and brushed further over one side that the other, he reminded me of a vampire from a film I didn't enjoy fully but bought the DVD of because the character lured me in so much.

"You're staring."

I was jolted from my thoughts at his voice, which somehow seemed crisp and clear above the music that was booming loudly all around us.

"Hm?" I asked, unable to get anything further out.

"I said," he repeated slowly, his eyes flickering to meet mine, "that you're staring."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Don't be," he shrugged, picking up his glass and sipping from it, "I'm used to it by now."

He licked a bit of the drink from his sharp teeth and looked up at me, his eyes glancing me over and causing me to shiver until he looked away and shifted along in his seat, indicating for me to sit down.

I smiled faintly and thanked him, carefully sliding into the booth next to him as Julie sat opposite me, almost immediately jumping into flirting with Tony like there was no tomorrow.

"You seem uncomfortable."

I looked at Loki and gave a small half-shrug, having to look away as his eyes appeared to bore into my very soul.

"I don't really do crowds or clubs," I explained.

"I see, not a clubbing person."

"I'm more not a people person."

"Likewise, I'm only here because my idiot brother says it's the perfect chance for me to interact like a 'normal person' would," he smirked and his shoulders shook with a chuckle, "like I'm anything normal."

"You seem pretty normal to me."

He regarded me with a look that was both curious and amused.

"Impressions can be deceiving, especially when they come from the likes of me."

"You mean vampires?"

"I mean Gods of Mischief."

I fell into a stunned silence at that, not entirely sure how to respond.

Truth be told, I had no idea how to take what he was saying, I had thought that Thor and Loki were just nicknames for the brothers and that was all, not that they would actually play into the names and titles that came with them.

My eyes flickered to Julie, but she was still too into Tony to notice anything else around her.

There was something that I found slightly uncomfortable about how comfortably she fit into the club, how unphased she was that one small snap could send more than half of the people around us into a frenzy of bloodlust.

An air of awkwardness suddenly engulfed me and I was uncertain of just how long I could stay here, sitting next to this strange man who shared the name with a God.

"I'm going to go and get a drink," I commented to no one, simply wanting to lift my own unease.

"I'll join you," Loki responded, offering me a strangely twisted smile, "I just ran out."

I pursed my lips and licked them but gave a nod and slid out of the booth, stepping to one side to allow him space to crawl out behind me.

I wanted to go on ahead of him, but felt that it would have been rude when he wished to accompany me and more than likely be cordial and friendly as I was company to his company.

Loki stood to his full height, which was much taller than my own, and smiled down at me, nodding his head towards the bar.

"Shall we?"

My eyes flickered towards the bar before looking back up at him.

"Of course, let's."

My smile felt a little put on, but it seemed to sate him as he headed off with me trailing behind him.

I glanced over my shoulder towards our table, hoping to catch Julie's attention before she and the others were shielded from my view by the patrons on the dancefloor that we had to pass through.