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.TAKE THE BLADE AND THRUST IT DEEP.

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X. It was a wonderful evening. Nice, quiet... solitary. Our darling Anastasia was walking quietly down the sidewalk. Her light colored skin flawless and beautiful. Her flashy white teeth were hidden behind her soft glossy lips. Smokey outlined eyes glanced to the side, as a lamp flickered on and off. Ana placed her hands into the pockets of her long black leather jacket. Thin heeled boots clicked softly against the pavement as she continued her stroll. Her old school fendora was tilted over her eye slightly, giving her the mysterious look of danger, and strong sex appeal. Her smooth features began to twist into a small smile, as she looked ahead and could see the outline of a dog. Ana continued to walk, her fitted skirt neatly raised to her hips. The bottom of it reaching a few inches above her knees. The black heeled boots that she were came up to her shins. Her medium sized silver hoops swayed with her as she soon stumbled upon the pup. A sinister smile hung on her pretty lips, as she bent over and picked up the small animal. it was a furry little thing. She laughed softly to herself as the pup began to whine. A arched brow raised before she patted the pup once and sat it back onto the pavement.

She looked at the pup once before walking on again. She could hear the pups small paws hurry after her. She didn't look back at it, just slowed her pace and let the puppy stroll along side her. As ana came to the heavily tree area of the park, she sat on a bench. The furry puppy still at her heels. Her fendora hid her eyes from anyones veiw as she lent to pick up the young animal. She rested the animal on her lap as she looked out towards the sky. Elegantly crossing her legs, Anastasia casted her menicing gaze over the empty park. She and the pup were the only things there at this time of night. A smile graced the beautiflly insane womans lips.. as she sat there. Stroking the pups small head gently. Her presence absoloutly stunning and strange in the way she just sat there. Self indulged in her own thoughts, watching the moon and relaxing in the marvelous night.

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.SO I CAN SIT AND WATCH YOU BLEED.

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[James Michael Colburn]

It had been a long day at college, and like most days, Jamie was beginning to wonder why in the world he had even decided to go to college. It felt like a waste of his time, and he wasn't learning anything that he didn't already know. He was one of those guys who was just brilliant. He could spend two minutes studying 30 pages of a textbook and know it all perfectly. Secretly, he was a huge nerd in that way, but no one would ever know it. He didn't come off as a jock though. He was sort of trapped in the middle between nerd and jock... but at the same time, he wasn't just your average guy either. There was something about him that was just unnatural. He could manipulate people with nothing more than that devious smirk of his, yet somehow he still attracted people and was always Mr. Popular.

Anyway, today the classes seemed to drag on longer than usual, and he had barely managed to drag himself from one class to the next. When the day was finally over, he was more than ready for a drink and something to get his mind off how much he hated school... aka a girl to get down and dirty with. After a quick stop at his dorm room to get his fake ID, he was off to the club. It was a college town, and most people there were underage... but no one really cared that much... besides, Jamie could pull off 21 quite easily... just another way he could manipulate people. The details of what went on there are certainly not needed, seeing as just about everyone does the same thing, and Jamie was very predictable in that way.

Just as he was about ready to leave with some hot blonde, his phone rang. He glanced at the caller I.D. which was flashing the name "Chuck." For a moment he almost ignored the call, but as it persisted, he finally picked it up. I'm kind of busy Chuck. He growled into the phone without any sort of greeting, but Chuck didn't seem to care. Jamie, it's mom...

[/s] he said sounding like someone had died, which instantly got Jamie's attention. As much as he pretended he didn't care, he did love his family. What about her? he asked, still deliberately sounding like he didn't care. I think you need to come home Jamie...[/s] He said still sounding just as somber. Of course, this response didn't please Jamie at all, Stop beating around the bush Chuck. What's going on? He asked in a very annoyed tone, clearly displeased with the interruption in his night. She has cancer... inoperable. The doctors give her no more than a year.[/s]

A long silence followed and continued for a minute or two as the news sank in, and he felt like his heart suddenly weighed a million pounds. Jamie are you okay?[/s] Chuck's voice came through the speaker, but Jamie didn't hear it. He was in shock and he felt trapped. She couldn't be dying, she was the only real family he had left. Jamie?[/s] Silence...[/i]

Jamie?[/s] His eyes opened slowly as he came back to reality, an annoyed expression already on his face as the girl beside him shook him slightly in an attempt to wake him. What? he growled in that "I have a god damned hangover woman, leave me alone" tone. Oh I was just afraid you were dead... it's already noon.[/s] She said in an overly chipper tone. No, I was just hoping you were. he responded with a groan as he sat up slowly, running his hand through his hair. The girl just looked at him with a confused expression. Jamie decided against trying to explain, and got up, grabbing clothes and heading for the shower. Apparently he'd had more to drink last night than he thought, since he normally remembered all the activities of the night, but this morning he had absolutely no recollection, though judging from the girl it had been nothing more than what he normally did at night.

When he returned, she was still there, and of course, that bothered him. Why are you still here? he asked, clearly not caring whether or not he hurt her feelings. Well I am your girlfriend...[/s] she started, but was quickly cut off by Jamie You are not my girlfriend. Call yourself a cab or start walking. With that he walked out and headed for the kitchen in search of coffee and aspirin. A few minutes later a taxi pulled up outside and he heard the door slam... she was finally gone, thank God. Now that she was gone though... he realized that he really didn't have anything to do, and the throbbing headache was enough to convince him that the world could survive a day without the conniving of James Michael Colburn to disrupt the peace and tranquility, and he decided that going back to bed would be the best cure for the hangover.

Typically, he wasn't the sort to waste a day in bed, but whenever the memory of that day somehow came back around to haunt him, he tended to try to forget by just "skipping" the day and starting over fresh the next morning... besides, he'd had enough to drink last night that sleeping the day away was probably the wise choice. Unfortunately... it didn't quite work as planned. As evening fell, for some reason or another he woke up, and try as he might, he couldn't get back to sleep. His mind was racing, and it was making him restless... and there was only one cure for that. After about an hour of trying to fight the restlessness, he sighed and got up, got dressed again, made sure his hair wasn't wildly out of control, put the leash on the dog, grabbed his coat, and headed out.

It was a pleasantly cool evening, and for whatever reason, the night air made him feel much more relaxed than the stuffy house. He didn't really have a destination in mind, he was just walking for the sake of getting his mind off of whatever was keeping him up, and because of this he wasn't really paying attention to anything around him. He didn't notice when they left the paved streets and entered the grassy park, he didn't notice when he let the leash drop from his hand, allowing his dog to run around at its own free will, and he didn't notice the brilliantly attractive young woman sitting on a bench not far from where he was walking. For once, Jamie's guard was down, and for once, he could easily be taken by surprise. Step on up, ladies and gentlemen, the show is about to begin.[/center][/size]

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X. Her silence was broken. Anas slender fingers stopped brushing the pups small head as another dog went on by. It had its leash but its master was not in eye sight yet. Her haunting eyes were adjusting the the darkness beyond the small light that flickered over the bench, and soon she could hear the faint steps of a figure on the sidewalk. Ana barly moved, her stance relaxed and calm. She started to pet the pup once more, a devlish glint hung on her innocent looking face as her eyes flicked to see the blondish man walk absently along the cememnt. The corner of her lip curled, it was perfectly placed onto her lips as the man drew closer. There was only one man she had talked to, sort of. And she had the unnerving hunch that, it was the man she had heard so much about.

The dangerous beauty shifted slightly, Raising her hand and tilting her fendora to where she could see him, but he couldn't see her manipulating and haunting eyes. A taunting smile was placedon her lips, flashy whites bright as she hid her canines which were dangerously sharp. "Well, Hello pretty boy.." Her smooth voice was chocalate coated murder. Her Slender fingers twirled the puppies fur as her head tilted slightly, her menacing gaze still planted on the man whos name escaped her.
"Isn't it a bit late for you to be out here all... alone?" She laughed silently to herself, that sadistic and twisted smirk was terrifying, utterly sexy and to most impossible not to get at least a slight chill racing up your spine..

Our darling ana was unlike any other woman out there. She was like a beautiful cobra, waiting, drawing you in with her love like woe. Charming her way across you, and at any moment striking at your throat, and leaving you to bleed. Now Ana would be surprised if the man before her didn't at least acknowledge her. That would be a bad idea, cause Anastasia would be more than happy to slit his neck like a cheap coupon.

[James Michael Colburn]

Jamie had nearly walked right by the girl without even so much as noticing her. He was far too preoccupied with his own thoughts to mind anyone else. That was until he heard a woman's voice. Pretty boy... Jamie couldn't count the number of times he had been called that, and it had since come to mean nothing to him. So he wasn't some jock, he dressed well, was smart as hell but didn't look like some nerd, and he was one of those rich guys... if he had to be called pretty boy to be all those things, he was fine with it. What did bother him was how sinisterly she asked what he was doing out late at night alone. It wasn't so much the words she said as just the way she said it... it was uncharacteristically... creepy... for a woman, and he couldn't say he liked it.

In Jamie's oh so important opinion, women should be elegant and intelligent, attractive, well mannered... and never ever creepy. It wasn't quite creepy like the women who referred to themselves as "mistress so-and-so" and had some odd and mostly unattractive fetish with abusing other women... but it was definitely creepy. She had motive behind interrupting his thoughts, and no doubt said motive was not the sort of motive that prompted billionaires to give money to the orphans in China or what-have-you. Whatever it was, he couldn't tell just by trying to guess... and since Jamie was always so easily fascinated by odd people that he couldn't help but stop... besides, if she was planning to pull out a gun and shoot him, she'd do it whether he walked away or stopped to talk so he might as well give in to his curiosity.

I'd ask you the same question, but no doubt your answer would bore me. He said in his typically smooth, seductive, and almost drawling tone. It wasn't intentional, that tone, it was just natural, and typically aided in his charade. Like this girl, Jamie wasn't like most people. He never said anything without planning it out to the most minute detail. Every pause, ever emphasis, every word... all of it was planned, and all of it had some sort of meaning behind it. He hated people, but at the same time he was fascinated by them and would often spend hours at a time simply watching how they interacted with one another. However, just how he was different from most people was clearly very different from how she was different from most people... then again, would there ever be another Jamie Colburn in the world? Probably not... cheap imitations perhaps, but a clone? Never. Who could possibly live up to Jamie's infamous reputation? It was an impossible task, and people would be fools to even try.

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The mans drawling tone made Anas warm skin tingle with slight irritance...just what she liked. She could see it in his blank eyes that he hated her already. Thought she was a creep. Oh well, she would have plenty of fun then... When the man spoke, his name instantly came back to her sadistic mind. Jamie. Her finly arched brows raised slightly at the right. The corner of her lips lifting slightly, amused at his words. "Well Doll face, I wasn't planning on giving you an awnser if you asked." Anastasia spoke calmly. Her haunting gaze shifting towards his handsome features. Her eyes played sweet and innocent, the smile on her light colored face charming and suave. Her slender fingers were still placed on the small pup before she Sat it quietly down at her side.

Ana looked up and down at the handsome jamie. The sexual thoughts of torture entering her beautifuly dangerous mind as she continued to examine him. She knew she probably couldn't break the oh so ever high strung Jamie, but she knew damn well he couldn't make her one of the many people he drove insane. Hell, that was impossible.. our darling Anastasia was already as insane as it could get. Her deep haunting eyes caught his, no emotion hung on them, as she had a small errie smile on her lips. Ana placed her palms elegantly onto her thighs, her haunting gaze barely wavering from his pale skin. "Jamie.. wheres your dog darling? Wouldn't you hate it, if something happened to the little thing..?" seductive tones rolled off the beautiful demons tongue. Loving the way it sounded as it was laced with a undertone of sarcasm, with had the intention of getting under Jaimies skin. To provoke the evil known man in front of her.

Ana chuckled slightly her teeth bright and only gave him the opertunity of a second to catch a glimps of her flashy canines. Ana straightened out her long leather coat. Fixing the collar on the garment, she peered at Jamie from under the rim of her hat, waiting for him to give her a smart comment back. She couldn't help but laugh to herself at this thought, she always loved a man that could stand up to her oddities. And Jamie definantly could he was just as evil as she, just that she was more sinister in so many ways.. Her tounge secretly ran across her flawless teeth, lulling his name over in her mind, enjoying the way it would sound rolling off of her seductive tongue. Ana was begining to be lost inher own world of secret dark desires, waiting for JAmie to speak. She wanted to hear his harsh tones again, feel his accusing gaze on her vibrant skin. heheh, our Darling Anastasia was just so twisted.. it almost was to fun to bear.

[James Michael Colburn]

Hated her? Yes, he did. But that was no special treatment. Jamie hated everyone... in his own way. He wasn't the kind of guy to go around killing people because he hated them, he was just the kind of guy to terrorize all of humanity to the point that they wanted to kill him. Secretly, he didn't really hate anyone... he just took out all his frustrations on them in the form of hating them. He was mad at the world and whatever fates there may be for having done what they did to him and his family. Taking both his parents from him in such horribly cruel and painful ways... making them suffer before they died. So, to hide the pain and the anger, he put on a mask day in and day out, making the world think he was a heartless monster whose whole purpose in life was to make everyone else miserable... and he was pretty damn good at making them believe that.

The way she spoke in such... sickly sweet tones honestly made him feel a bit... nauseous. Doll face... darling. He felt like he was talking to Cruella D'Ville's sister or something. Then again, with her hair hidden beneath that hat... for all he knew she very well could have half white and half black hair. Toss in there her mention of his dog. Oh god, she really was Cruella D'Ville. Who would have guessed? She really did exist. Yes, Jamie had spent so much time in Hollywood for his work that he probably had some sort of movie reference for everything that he came across... and if he didn't, he would probably put it into one of his scripts, and make it into a movie reference for the future. It was no wonder he was so successful in the movie world.

Once he got his mind around the similarities between her and Cruella D'Ville, he suddenly realized that in those statements, she had mentioned his name. So there were now three options before him. One was that he knew her and she was trying to be facetious... and failing. Or she knew who he was because of his work in the film industry and was just as creepy as she sounded. Or she was one of those freaks who could read minds and secretly had a crystal ball hidden in their purse... unlikely, but hell, anything was possible. He wasn't quite sure which of the options to believe... but that wasn't going to stop him. "I'm less concerned about the dog than I am about how exactly you know who I am." Of course, he wasn't really concerned, he was just saying he was for the sake of his little game. Jamie never did anything that didn't have a purpose. Honesty was not his game. He was a twisted manipulative individual who liked nothing more than using people for his own advantages. Most likely to succeed as an extortionist was the understatement of the century.

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