Sinister Von Monroe

Chapter 12

"I am going to make this clear, and only once, I do not like you, Sinister." James stated "Aww and here I thought we were going to be best friends". Sinister smarted off with a small pout. He just took off his heavy boots, stomping after Jess. "Can this day get even better?" She whispered under her breath as the other room filled with nothing but shouting pointless arguments. Sitting up straight on the couch, Sinister put her head in her hands, wishing that this had never taken place. Dimitri was going to report back to Nikita about what she had done and home was even further from her grip then ever. Jess came from the other room and went straight to the kitchen without a word.

"Someone lost their voice?" Sinister smarted off as she moved her head out of her hands to look towards the kitchen where she was at. Jess didn't say anything, just started to make something on the stove. Sinister sat back and thought for a moment about herself and her actions that had taken place last night into this morning.

Jess then leaned over the counter while holding a cup of fresh hot tea in her hands. "I'll get you back to the castle when the sun sets, then I am gone. Don't expect anything else," Sinister stated coldly with a rough tone. Jess didn't say anything in response to Sinister, she just moved to the door and opened it slightly. The sun rushed into the room and Sinister flinched and let out a yell when the little bit of sun hit her arm. "f**k I am still here, you know I can die in the sun hello!" She yelled as the door closed with a chuckle that came from Jess. "f*****g b***h" Sinister voiced aloud.

Hours began to feel like years for the sun to set. Sinister grew impatient, wanting to deliver her promise to Jess and get her to the castle as fast as possible so that she could then deal with the harsh punishment that awaited her. When the moon appeared, Sinister made her grand entrance out the door in the cold and breezy air. The small crowd that had gathered outside seemed less impressed when Sinister welcomed herself into the conversation. "Don't have much time to get to the castle, let's move out", Sinister blurted out, "Says the one that we really can't trust at all," James stated aloud with his cocky mouth of his. "Oh, do I need to kiss you to make things up to you sailor boy?" She blew a taunting air kiss. James scoffed as he moved to take out his weapon to end Sinister's nonsense life, but stupidly enough, he was stopped by Jess. "Enough!" Yelled Jess "Can't we just get along for five damn minutes please," Jess stated as she moved to place her hand gently on James' chest to calm him. Her loving embrace calmed him enough to push past the hate he had for the creature he despised with every bone he had in his body.

As they moved forward into the thick and ever so green filled forest, Sinister moved behind them, tracking any known scents that crossed her nose, even the ones she hadn't smelt before. The castle's road approached and Sinister couldn't have been any happier to get rid of those people that traveled with her. "Here you are, please don't come again" Sinister stated as she turned to leave, "Thank you, Sinister, it's just up ahead". Jess replied as her and James walked hand in hand back to the castle. Annoyed Sinister followed them grumbling all the way down the path.

Entering the castle, there were loud voices all around and coming in every direction at the same time and one of them was a face she had not seen before. "Queen Jess, King James, you are alright, praise the gods." The male came and bowed before them. "Oh fun. We are adding one more cocky mother fucker to this little chat" Sinister rolled her eyes as she looked at the male, taking in his appearance and scent. The male stood about 6 '3 in height and built like a brick house. He didn't have a smell of a supernatural creature on him, just a normal human smell that just left a sour taste in Sinister's mouth. The male took notice of Sinister in a quick action and grinned as he began to speak "Oo, a red-headed blood-sucking b***h. You want to come to daddy's room later? I can warm that cold heart in no time." He smoothly said "In your dream's asshat." Sinister, annoyed that he even made the offer, knowing that he would never get the chance in his lifetime.

He huffed as he was shot down for the first time in his life. The small female that stood by his side was quiet but very observant about things that were taking place around him, but had a very pretty face that took the breath away from Sinister. Something that had never happened in her many years of life. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail and her hazel eyes connected with Sinisters for a moment. The male stepped up to Sinister, trying to gain her favor once more, breaking very obvious eye contact with the female the male spoke. "Name's Lukyn, the man of your freaky wet and wild dreams you have." He winked with a charming grin. Jess cleared her throat, tired of the nonsense that was happening around her and that made Lukyn smirk as he placed his attention back on the queen.

"Lord Lukyn, good you are here. We have many things to talk about on this eventful night". Jess waved him to follow her and James to the throne room, as they left the room with him close behind, whispering small talk among themselves. Sinister took in the appearance of the female once more. She wasn't very tall, maybe about 5'4. Before taking her own leave towards the door, a grin formed on Sinister's lips. She spent long enough with these people, and it did nothing but bring more stress and a lot more headaches to her life at the moment, but it also caused questions that intrigued her to find the answers to.

Sinister reached the Teepee in what seemed a matter of moments to her, it was nice to have her little thinking and resetting spot again. Spending that day and part of the night with the royals really cramped her style. Sinister moved to the desk and looked at the note she had tossed upon it the other night. Taking a seat, she began to write to the only person she knew that could get the job done, even if it meant having a wet-smelling, troublesome-ruthless dog around, but there wasn't anyone better to call for help.

Renny

Are you ready to read what I have to say? I need you as soon as you get this. It's time to stretch those old bones of yours once more, my dear friend, we have trouble stirring up. It needs you to add to it because it wouldn't be fun without you in it.

Sinister.

Finishing the note, Sinister folded it and looked at the owl. Attaching the note to the white owl that perched itself at the end of her desk, the owl admittedly knew what to do once the note was attached, swooshing out of the teepee and into the nighttime sky, making no time to do the task that was at hand. Sinister tapped her nails on the desk and waited for the next course of action to present itself to her. The burning question she faced wasn't so simple as to choose good or to choose what she always knew and that was evil.