FM "If you greatly desire something, have the guts to stake everything on obtaining it". -Brendan F
I waited for him in the garage. It seemed the best place to come after him since it was in this garage that the miracle spawn of Angelus and Darla dared to take what belonged to James. There was a lot of that going around now. Taking what doesn't belong to them. Harry may believe he had more rights to Alexia than me, but he was wrong. Not only was he wrong he was about to face the consequences for daring to take away what belonged to me.
I'd visited Norman's secret lab that our CEO apparently didn't know about. You can take the mad scientist away to hell, but you couldn't destroy his secret lab. Unless you knew where to look. I did because Norman showed it to me. He even let me test out the new glider. It was a pretty sweet ride. He's gone now, but I was more his rightful heir than Harry was. I actually appreciated the lengths that Norman was willing to go to in order to make people stronger, faster, more efficient weapons. I was the best example of his work and I planned to make his Judas of a son pay for taking Alexia from me and maybe even for sending my doctor away.
Leaning against Harry's new Aston Martin, I had the pumpkin bombs concealed so he wouldn't see them coming. No, he would be expecting a fight. He would overestimate his ability to kick my ass. So, he'd been dosing up on the gas? Yeah, so have I. I'm stronger than him even without the gas. I could crush his stupid face with one good punch if I wanted, but I knew that would just piss James off.
No, I was going to teach Harry a lesson. The lesson was if you fuck with an Aurelian they will hit you where it hurts. Maybe his fledgling whipped sire was too lovestruck to teach the baby vampire a lesson, but I had no problem doing it. He was so vain. He lost his shit when Angelus dared to cut his precious little face up. He should learn not to make his weaknesses so obvious. It made him an easy target. Even a masochist like Harry wouldn't like the pain I was about to dish out to him. When I take the time to teach a lesson I make sure it hurts good and proper for weeks. The memory would be burned into him for eternity. The actual wounds would just burn for a couple of weeks until his vampire healing took effect. I wondered if his sire would find him such a pretty piece of flesh once I was finished with him.
"Hello Harry," I greeted as I watched him step off the elevator and immediately look around the garage when he felt that familiar tingle rush up his spine. Family and slayer, baby. Bet that makes you miss Faith in all the right places.
"You have a lot of nerve waiting for me to at my car, Sophia. You should go back inside before I decide it's worth pissing James off to beat you into the ground," He growled out and I laughed at him. Really did he think he was scary? He was still a baby. I bet he hadn't even broken in those fangs properly let.
I didn't move from my spot next to his car as I watched him approach me, briefcase in hand, suit still on, tie tied perfect. He was the picture of what a young executive should look like. It was clear he took great pride in his appearance. "I love Alexia. You can't keep us from each other."
"I can and I will. You don't love her, Sophia. Even if you did, it wouldn't make a difference, because I will never fucking allow you near my daughter." His words were laced with venom as he walked over to the passenger side of the car and tossed his briefcase inside. He wasn't showing fear which was admirable and stupid. Oh well, our bloodline was known for being cocky and reckless. "She doesn't want to see you anyway. She knows you're a lying bitch who used her."
"I never lied to her!" I shouted out, my eyes flashing yellow as I leaped over the car and flew at him, throwing wild angry punches. For a little bit he kept up. We managed to wreck a few of the cars and triggered the alarms on most of them as we punched and kicked each other up and down the garage. "I won't let you keep her from me," I warned him as I scratched my nails down his face.
As expected he hissed and then growled before backhanding me hard enough to send me flying into a wall. "I'll turn you to dust if you get near my kids."
"You really hate people fucking with your face don't you kitten?" I asked, as I backed him up toward one of the walls. Then I backflipped back, landing easily on my feet before reaching into my jacket and pulling out two of the pumpkin bombs. I hurled them at him so fast he didn't have a chance to properly shield himself. By the time the smoke clear I could hear him screaming and could smell burning flesh. I pulled out a third one to toss at him, but I felt a strong hand grab me by the hair and throw me face first into a wall, growling into my ear in a tone loud enough that Harry would be able to hear him.
"You dare to fuck with my ceo? You're not going to do this again. It's time for some retraining, Sophia," James said, before slamming my face into the wall so hard I was surprised the world didn't go black. I definitely felt a little weak in the knees.
"Harry, are you alright?" He asked, dropping me to the ground to cross the garage to check on Harry Osborn. I turned my head and took in the scene. Harry had burns all over the right side of his body. Mostly it was his ribs and chest, but the most damage was the right side of his face. It looked disgusting and he seemed to be in shock.
"I'll kill her," he mumbled, but he could barely move. Too much pain even for the pain freak.
"I'll call for the doctors to come and get you. They'll take care of your wounds. She won't come after you again. Sophia will be heading to a retraining dimension, Harry." James sounded so soothing. You would be hard pressed not to believe he wasn't concerned for his poor ex-son-in-law and enraged with me. "You'll heal quickly, Harry."
He wouldn't look at James. In fact it looked like he was trying to shield his scarred and charred body away from both of our gazes. He really shouldn't have been so vain. It made punishing him so damn easy. This would upset Lexi of course, but it was worth the risk because I would stop at nothing to get her back. Once I finished my retraining I'd make Alexia an offer she couldn't refuse. A chance to make sure her daddy's precious face never got fucked up again.
The next thing I knew, I felt the pain of a wicked backhand to my face after being kicked in the ribs to get to my feet. I'd told James to make it hurt, and he wasn't holding back. He slammed me into a wall and the world went black. I knew I'd wake up some place where I would probably be burning because he would want to show Harry that at Wolfram and Hart they believe in making the punishment fit the crime. It would take him two or three weeks to heal. That would probably be how long I'd be punished. It was worth it though. Hearing him scream like a little bitch and then cower away because he thinks he's as hideous as the Phantom of the Opera? Yeah, totally fucking worth it.
I'd visited Norman's secret lab that our CEO apparently didn't know about. You can take the mad scientist away to hell, but you couldn't destroy his secret lab. Unless you knew where to look. I did because Norman showed it to me. He even let me test out the new glider. It was a pretty sweet ride. He's gone now, but I was more his rightful heir than Harry was. I actually appreciated the lengths that Norman was willing to go to in order to make people stronger, faster, more efficient weapons. I was the best example of his work and I planned to make his Judas of a son pay for taking Alexia from me and maybe even for sending my doctor away.
Leaning against Harry's new Aston Martin, I had the pumpkin bombs concealed so he wouldn't see them coming. No, he would be expecting a fight. He would overestimate his ability to kick my ass. So, he'd been dosing up on the gas? Yeah, so have I. I'm stronger than him even without the gas. I could crush his stupid face with one good punch if I wanted, but I knew that would just piss James off.
No, I was going to teach Harry a lesson. The lesson was if you fuck with an Aurelian they will hit you where it hurts. Maybe his fledgling whipped sire was too lovestruck to teach the baby vampire a lesson, but I had no problem doing it. He was so vain. He lost his shit when Angelus dared to cut his precious little face up. He should learn not to make his weaknesses so obvious. It made him an easy target. Even a masochist like Harry wouldn't like the pain I was about to dish out to him. When I take the time to teach a lesson I make sure it hurts good and proper for weeks. The memory would be burned into him for eternity. The actual wounds would just burn for a couple of weeks until his vampire healing took effect. I wondered if his sire would find him such a pretty piece of flesh once I was finished with him.
"Hello Harry," I greeted as I watched him step off the elevator and immediately look around the garage when he felt that familiar tingle rush up his spine. Family and slayer, baby. Bet that makes you miss Faith in all the right places.
"You have a lot of nerve waiting for me to at my car, Sophia. You should go back inside before I decide it's worth pissing James off to beat you into the ground," He growled out and I laughed at him. Really did he think he was scary? He was still a baby. I bet he hadn't even broken in those fangs properly let.
I didn't move from my spot next to his car as I watched him approach me, briefcase in hand, suit still on, tie tied perfect. He was the picture of what a young executive should look like. It was clear he took great pride in his appearance. "I love Alexia. You can't keep us from each other."
"I can and I will. You don't love her, Sophia. Even if you did, it wouldn't make a difference, because I will never fucking allow you near my daughter." His words were laced with venom as he walked over to the passenger side of the car and tossed his briefcase inside. He wasn't showing fear which was admirable and stupid. Oh well, our bloodline was known for being cocky and reckless. "She doesn't want to see you anyway. She knows you're a lying bitch who used her."
"I never lied to her!" I shouted out, my eyes flashing yellow as I leaped over the car and flew at him, throwing wild angry punches. For a little bit he kept up. We managed to wreck a few of the cars and triggered the alarms on most of them as we punched and kicked each other up and down the garage. "I won't let you keep her from me," I warned him as I scratched my nails down his face.
As expected he hissed and then growled before backhanding me hard enough to send me flying into a wall. "I'll turn you to dust if you get near my kids."
"You really hate people fucking with your face don't you kitten?" I asked, as I backed him up toward one of the walls. Then I backflipped back, landing easily on my feet before reaching into my jacket and pulling out two of the pumpkin bombs. I hurled them at him so fast he didn't have a chance to properly shield himself. By the time the smoke clear I could hear him screaming and could smell burning flesh. I pulled out a third one to toss at him, but I felt a strong hand grab me by the hair and throw me face first into a wall, growling into my ear in a tone loud enough that Harry would be able to hear him.
"You dare to fuck with my ceo? You're not going to do this again. It's time for some retraining, Sophia," James said, before slamming my face into the wall so hard I was surprised the world didn't go black. I definitely felt a little weak in the knees.
"Harry, are you alright?" He asked, dropping me to the ground to cross the garage to check on Harry Osborn. I turned my head and took in the scene. Harry had burns all over the right side of his body. Mostly it was his ribs and chest, but the most damage was the right side of his face. It looked disgusting and he seemed to be in shock.
"I'll kill her," he mumbled, but he could barely move. Too much pain even for the pain freak.
"I'll call for the doctors to come and get you. They'll take care of your wounds. She won't come after you again. Sophia will be heading to a retraining dimension, Harry." James sounded so soothing. You would be hard pressed not to believe he wasn't concerned for his poor ex-son-in-law and enraged with me. "You'll heal quickly, Harry."
He wouldn't look at James. In fact it looked like he was trying to shield his scarred and charred body away from both of our gazes. He really shouldn't have been so vain. It made punishing him so damn easy. This would upset Lexi of course, but it was worth the risk because I would stop at nothing to get her back. Once I finished my retraining I'd make Alexia an offer she couldn't refuse. A chance to make sure her daddy's precious face never got fucked up again.
The next thing I knew, I felt the pain of a wicked backhand to my face after being kicked in the ribs to get to my feet. I'd told James to make it hurt, and he wasn't holding back. He slammed me into a wall and the world went black. I knew I'd wake up some place where I would probably be burning because he would want to show Harry that at Wolfram and Hart they believe in making the punishment fit the crime. It would take him two or three weeks to heal. That would probably be how long I'd be punished. It was worth it though. Hearing him scream like a little bitch and then cower away because he thinks he's as hideous as the Phantom of the Opera? Yeah, totally fucking worth it.