Secra walked across the streets, to the best bar she knew. It was busy at night so she knew there was always something going on. Looking at sky she kept walking till she reached the entrance. Opening the door she stepped inside, the bar looking around she walked over to the bar looking across the room. Groups playing pool, people plastered and dragging their ass out the bar. Crazies came out later normally but the smell of beer and liquor filling the air of the bar.

Placing some money on the bar the bartender handed her a glass of her favorite whiskey as she drank the glass quickly before getting another. She sat relaxing on the stool waiting, she was promised by Vezux that he would not be too late getting there. She wanted someone to talk too, but then she had a man sit next to her trying to hold a conversation.

"Hello miss," the man spoke with a rough voice. Secra looked at him he was about five foot seven inches, still much taller then her four and a half foot self. She went back to looking at her whiskey. "Hi" she said bluntly.

She quickly drank the glass, before the man ordered her another. "May I ask your name?" He inquired. "Secra" She said straight out as he made sure to order her a few more drinks. 

There was silence as they sat there she was drinking her drinks, and made sure to buy him a good kind of beer in return for him buying her expensive whiskey. Though the man sat there sipping at the beer. She was on about eight glasses of whiskey before he ordered her a rum. Asking her random questions for her to warm up to him. 

Vezux was finishing up a few things, remembering he had a to go to a bar, to meet up with Secra, as entered the Manor, he had, went upstairs to his room to go change, as he changed blue leather pants, and a royal blue shirt, with a royal blue sweater that had fur on on the edge of the hood, he also wore a mouth mask, it was a royal blue, he kept his colorful hair tucked back in his sweater and hood.

He walked out of his room going down towards the front door, as he walked out locking it behind him, he then walked around going to the bar that secra had wanted him to met her at, as he walked he looked up ath moon loving its bask light, shining on him, he loved how it comforted him, reminding him of how he a secra would always meet up, in their spot under the moonlight.

As he stood like a block away from the bar to meet up with secra, he stopped at the corner, wating for a car to drive by, pretending he normal for once, he was exctied, and feeling content to meet up with his one and only favorite goober.

Secra was on drink fourteen, the man didnt stop giving her drinks. By then she was starting to feel dizzy as she felt warmed up and cozy but stands up wanting to move away from the bar she slid off as the man stood up. "My are you alright miss secra?" She nodded and looked around, the room was hazey as she stood up with the mans grip on her arm. "There you go... Why dont i help you to a booth?" She shook her head no, "Ill be fine." She started that way before the man fallowed over and sat next to her.

She didnt want him near anymore. She was feeling sick from his following, before the bartender brought over more drinks she stared at the drink before sipping at hit he slightly tipped the glass from the base as though trying to help She pulled back dropping the glass as it spilt on the table and herself. She pushed him away from her before he stood up. "Come here" She shook her head no only for her wrist to be grabbed, squeezed as she tried pulling her hand back.

She was dragged from the boot, everyone went quiet before going back to normal. She felt her own legs buckle under her as she was dragged to the back and pressed to the wall. The man tried to kiss her neck she wasnt having it as she shoved hands up to his chest pushing him away. She grumbled annoyed as she managed to slip away from him and the wall. She walked out to the main room. Only for him to grab her wrist and try pulling her back. She snatched someones empty bottle and swung it not caring for the mess as it shattered across his skull. She just pissed the man off. His hand shot up slamming her to the wall by the wrist and neck her toes stretching for the floor as she started kicking needing air. "Feisty.... But you should have just let me treat you well." She scratched at his hand wanting air.

As the car drove past waving at him, he nodded, as he walked towards the bar, crossing the street, as he got the there, he smiled, he couldn't wait to see her, he hadn't seen her all day, but then someone ran out yelling to his friends, trying to get people to either check something out, or get them to help someone he didn't know, but he was about to find out, as he ran to the door, "Hey, there is a female in here getting bullied get in here." The male said, as ge started to run to the door, as he stepped inside.

As he stepped inside, he saw instantly who it was, and he was at boiling point, seeing such a disgrace, he pushed past the croud to get to her, as his aura started to become aggressions, he didn't want to show his powers in this place, and he was just a human, he walked over to the man, grabbing him by the throat making him look him in the eyes, he hissed. "So, are you a tough man to grb a woman?..that makes you man....?He said, as slammed him into the wall and tried to use less strength in his punches, but seeing this man grab her.

He never liked when a man touches a woman, and making her do things that she didn't want to do, especially when it came to secra, as he continued to punch him making his nose bleed, he had never felt such anger just then, he felt wanted to commit murder.

Secra stayed pinned, gasping for air as she stayed held up by the neck. Her kicks becoming useless flails as she became light headed. The room and the people all became fuzzy, unsure if it was just the alcohol or if it was the lack of air. Slowly the sounds started to fade out as her ears started to ring drowning out the calls for help. 

Secra landed on her feet only to fall face down, unconscious. A few people moved her away from the broken glass, that were atleast sober enough and making sure she was alright. Only for them to look back towards the man who was getting his ass kicked. Two others had to try and pull Vezux back to keep him from killing the man. 

"Hey bud, quit that. Appreciate you stepping on in he wont come back here anytime soon. And you dont need to get put in lockup." The bartender spoke and nodded towards the people who ended up dragging the man towards the door after they finally got vezux pulled him off.

As he was being pulled off the man, his hand covered in the mans blood, he stood up, taking a breathe, glad the bartender was on his side, as he looked up at him. "Nice save man..I was going to kill but...I respect you and your wishes...and let him know, that we don't apreciate him touching my girlfriend..please and thank you." He said, as he took a deep breath, sticking his hand in a cup of glass of water that someone had given him, he then took it out and poured it all over his hand cleaning his hand, and the he saw someone giving him a wet rag, to she finish wiping the blood off, he nodded and wipped the rest off and handed it back to them.

Then as he finished, he walked over to Secra, turning her over, touching her face. "Hey, Secra...are you alright sweet goober?" He asked gently, he picked her up held her to his chest, "Hey someone...give me some ice, so I can cool her off, maybe get her some fresh air, we need her awake...Bartender how much drinks did she have?" He asked, feeling as if she had maybe been forced to drink too much.

The bartender nodded, and spoke again. "Should have known, this aint the first time a guy tried that. Though she always managed to do damage before anyone could cause her harm, that and shes always been our best customer." The bartender stated. Watching Vezux clean off his hands and dry them.

Turned over the people who were sitting near Secra scooted back to give some kind of room as the bartender went to go find some ice. Turned over her neck was starting to bruise up. Racing through her head, her lungs felt like they would burst until she finally let out a weak gasp for air. Feeling as though she was still against the she coughed, atleast still breathing. The bartender brought the ice over inside a clean rag and knelt down. "Feel free to go to the back room. Its empty right now, and I will be sure no one interrupts while you take care of her. 

People slowly went back to what they were doing watching vezux carefully.

"Well, you would think he would have learned by now...but I guess not... so I am guessing she had likr 20 drinks....were they forced?" He asked, seeing that a rag with ice was handed to him, as everyone backed up, giving them breathing room. As she coughed, he took a deep breath, he looekd took the cloth filled ice, and moved it along her face. 

As he moved it along her face, he nodded to the man, as he listened to the bartender telling him, she was his best customer, he smirked shaking his head, "Yeah, once she finds a place she likes, she pretty amazing who she buys from, if she is treated right..." He said, as he listened further, hearing about about a room in the back, that was secluded off, he nodded as he picked her up, and took her back there, he kiced the door open, and laid her on a bed, as he set next to her, touching her face gently right the ice filled rag.

He kissed her forhead. "Secra, if you can hear me...I am sorry it took me so long to come, I didn't think it was take this long." He said, as he moved the rag around her face, trying to cool her off.

The bartender nodded. "Yes, I should have stopped him but they moved to the booth when he tried to get her to drink the last one. The bartender shook his head.

Secra moved her head, shaking as she let out painful whimpers she was picked up and taking to the back room.  She laid there as he gently ran the ice over her face. She whimpered in a rasped voice "v...vez...." she groaned, the sounds of his voice hitting her ears and trying to keep from the ringing.

Feeling his lips on her forehead she slowly opened her eyes, looking up at him she, She started to cry, both drunk, moving a shaky hand up she felt her neck feeling the bruise.

Vezux feeling upset that his most precious person, was harmed in a bar, in a bar that she tipped well, no less, he sighed, as he looked down at her, seeing her move, his eyes perked a little, and then as she called out for him, her voice, barely a raspy octive, he put his hand on her cheek, as he took a breath, not realizing he had been holding it, until just then. "Yes?...I am right here Secra?" He said as he barely touched the now almost soaken rag to her face, continuing to cool her off.

As he heard her give out a raspy sob, he picked her up, pulling her into his arms, seeing her cry, almost broke up, it tormented him, he didn't like hearing such a sound from such a person that was angel to him, he knew she was small so for her, he would do anything, he would protect her, he would move heaven and hell for her, he would start a war for her, and that kind of shocked at the same time he excited him.

As he let her soak his sweater, he he sighed. "Secra, I talk to the bartender, and that man isn't allowed here...do you know what he wanted from you?" He asked, to get her to try and say something to him, he wanted to make her feel safe again.

Secra whimpered before being pulled into his arms, her face buried in his shoulder, she hugged him tight. Breathing deeply and making sure she wouldnt pass out again she whispered, "ill kill him..." She stared at his shoulder and hugged Vez tight. She was pissed, in pain and oh so very much drunk.

She wanted to murder the man, even if it gave her life in prison. Looking up at vez she put her head back on his shoulder unable to move from his hold. "Sorry vezzy... I should have waited for you." She muttered unsure why she let herself get carried away, she was too nice to strangers. But that stranger deserved to be mutilated and fed to the guard dogs.

He felt her stuff her face into his shoulder, he threw the rag to the floor, seeing the ice was now fully melted, as he heard her mumble about killing that man, he sighed, because he almost did, if it weren't for the bartender. "Yeah...Secra, you have to becare...because no matter where you are...people will take advantage of angel like you." He said, after little mumble.

"Yes, you should have...but I should have been here sooner, so it's partially my fault..."He paused, as he put his hand on the back of her head, holding her there, gentle enough for her to move. "I almost killed him...if it weren't for the bartender, and few other's I would have...you scared me sweetie...don't ever do that to me again." He said, as he started to relax, finally coming to terms that she was sfe and in his arms, and actually breathing.

She heard the rag hit the floor, muttering like a broken record. "Ill kill him...." After a few minutes of muttering she tried to slide away from his arms. "I want... to go home." She felt herself slip from his arms but drop to her knees on the floor. She took her time getting up using the furniture to help get herself up off the floor.

"Ill... kill him...." She flowly followed the wall towards the door and in a attempt to take herself back to her old home or even HQ, she knelt down getting sick into the potted plant next to the door. Coughing she brushed her hair back out of her face as she felt dizzy. She wasnt going far on her own anytime soon.

"Okay...first off, how are you going to do that when you are inebriated..even though it wasn't your fault..the bartender already kicked him out, and he isn't allowed here anymore." He said as he wiggled her way out of his arms.

As he watched wiggle her way out if his arms, he watched kind of fall, he raised a brow, he didn't know if he should pick her up, or if he should let her be for a little bit, but he couldn't leave her lone, "Secra, you can barely stand let alone kill someone...and now you are poking in the poor guys plant, and you want to go kill the guy?" He sighed shaking his head, he then walked over to her and moved her hair out of her face/

As he moved her hair out of her face, he then saw her starting to stand up on her own, shaking his head, he could tell she was past her limits, and needed to go home, she had too much to drink, and by force, so he picked her up, and craddled her to his chest, as he left the room, going back to the front and saw the bare tender. "Thank you...but I am going to take her home now...she seems better to go home..thank you for all your help..and sorry for the problems that was caused here tonight." He said, as he bowed to the man, and left.

As he left, he started to go to his normal speed, to get her home quickly, he wasn't much for standing around, especially around at night, she was special to him, and he knew she could get hurt again, because weirdos lingered and she was incapcitated, and some people would take advantage of that, so he disappeared finally, and appeared infront of their home door, used one arm to keep her up near his chest, and he used the other to unlock the door, and opened it.

And as he opened it, he stepped in with her in his arms, he then kicked the shut, slamming as he raised a hand, making it lock, he then went upstairs and tucked her in his bed, as he sat in his chair, falling asleep.

She felt him pull back her hair and keep it from her face, not long after she was scooped up and taken back to the main room of the bar. Listening to the chatter die down and pick up she stayed still not fighting to get away this time. Her stomach was turning, closing her eyes, the bartender waved his hand, "Just glad shes fine. Take care you two." He went back to drying the glass's behind the bar. Secra sighed and muttered to herself. 

Once they made it back she was tucked in opening her eyes in the darkened room, she stared listening to the sound of a clock ticking. She was trouble, and she wasnt going to change that. People once they find her weakness she is pretty much locked away from there. Listening to Vezux breathing from where he slept in the chair across the room she turned over trying to sleep as she grumbled softly feeling like someone was stabbing her liver with a damn spoon.

As he kept his eyes closed, listening to her move around, seeming as she was restless, he took a breath, and let it out, as a normal person would be doing if they were really sleeping. all he could think about what she said earlier that night at the bar, that she really wanted to kill that guy, but how could she when she was intoxicated, andher stomach probably in pain from all the settling sugar.

As he let his eyes slightly open, almost like a relaxed slit, seeing her eyes were open, even though it was dark, he had night vision, so he could see everything like a blacklight was there, reversing the colors, but he still knew where everything was, and what was happening, as he felt confused, as to why she was still awake, probably because she was nauseated, and when she was drunk even back then, he always had problems with her in the middle of the night, but he still took care of her, and was still going to do it even now.

His hoood slightly fell off his head, as he laid his head on the back of his chair, relaxing, making the front of his hair poof up a little, but his mouth mask was still up, he prefered it that way, incase if he had his mouth open, he would keep his fangs covered, as he happened to stay just how he was, he could see Secra turning over, her breath seemed normal.

She was in pain, she felt like her liver was being stabbed with a spoon and the walls of her stomach felt like they had been burned so bad that she couldnt help but become restless. She lay there her breathing fine, staring at the pillow she felt safe but at the same time she wanted to deal with what she wanted to do.

She sat up sliding out of the bed halfway so her feet were touching the floor. She trembled and went towards the door using the wall for some support she shuffled her feet and sound her hand at the handle. Looking back she still saw him at the chair with that, she opened the door, and moved to the hall. 

She went quietly towards her room, entering it she found one of her lovely knives and her pistol. She was just ready to deal with the asshole from the bar, she did not care how long it took. She moved out of her office and it was so quiet in the hall, a pin being dropped could be heard miles away, but she found her way towards the steps and started to descend to the main floor.

As Vezux sat there watching secra get out of bed, he sighed quietly, as he saw her making her way slowly to the door, using the wall for support, as he kind of got up, seeing her leave, he silently followed her, seeing her pick up a knife and a gun, from her bedroom side office, he knew she was going to do this, she had tried this stunt before, he sighed, as he watched her descend down to the main floor, he couldn't believe she was even going to try this.

As he followed her down to the main floor, he was was sneaking around, as he shook his head, since he had already taken care of the problem he stood at the last step, crossing his arms, leaning against the railing of the stairs, "What in gods name are you doing?...it is too late for you to be going off to god knows where, and you are still drunk, and why do you have a gun?" He said, as he raised a brow, as he pulled down his mouth mask.

"Secra, i already busted that guys nose in...besides do you even know where he lives?...and if not?..then how are you going to find this man? you going to ask the bartender?..which I highly doubt he knows." He said, as he looked at her incredeliously he didn't know if she was out of her mind, or just drunk. 

Secra stared in front of her, looking at Vezux who had come down to stop her. She looked at him. he wasnt happy with her by the looks of him. She gripped the railing where she stood, "I am going out..." She mumbled. Not wanting to waste much more time. She tried going past Vezux, without saying much more.

But she was mad, drunk, and could be considered stupid by doing this but she was thinking she could get away with it. That nothing could happen. She stumbled over to the front door and undid the locks. "Ill find him... on my own." She opened the door and stepped out with the cool air of the night hitting her skin barefoot she stepped out and headed to the sidewalk. Hes a dead man, soon as i find him, she thought to herself.

She waved off what Vezux had to say she was not staying in bed for the night. Even if she needed to rest she would do that later. She walked slowly heading back towards the main where the bar was located at. Looking up and down the streets, keeping a dead emotion expression on her face she just kept walking once in a while stopping for a breather or when she felt sick. He was to pay, and this time it was going to be with blood. 

Vezux feeling annoyed, seeing that she wanted to kill someone, that was already taken care of, he decided to not let her know he was going to follow her, "You know...fine, go...since you seem to not want to listen to me...I give up...go." He said, moving out of her, as she started to leave. 

He then started back up the stairs, going to his room, he shut the door, and opening the balcony doors, letting her leave, he would just move in the shadows, or roof top to roof top, he didn't know which, but for now, he was going to pretend that he would let her go, and take care of a supposed problem, that he had already taken care of.

Seeing her walk shutting the door behind her, jumped from the balcony, quietly, as he went behind her and locked the door, seeing as she was still intoxicated. He then started into the shadows, without her seeing him, as he jumped up onto a roof top, once they got to the streets, he sighed. 

He wondered why she would go this far to ignore his warning, seeing her cold expression, he wanted to laugh, but he just looked at the bar that they were at instead, and saw that it was mostly dead, he could also see that most of the street activities were dead as well, considering it was past 2:30 in the morning.