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Post by mouse on May 13, 2023 3:02:17 GMT
 Victor Federov- name - @.Username - Words 000 -
The Detroit nightlife was bustling with life. Running a nightclub in this city was practically a license to print money. Drinks were cheap and getting a liquor license was a piece of cake. From construction to grand opening it had only taken three months. It was fast tracked by a lot of deep pockets from powerful people. Victor Federov was the man in charge of it all. He was the one swimming in all the money like Scrooge McDuck at the end of every night. Though, Victor didn't get into this business for the money, the cars or even the women. Well, not exactly. He did it for one woman. He stepped into this role of night club owner to impress a certain someone. Someone with expensive tastes and who didn't like to be told no. She was used to getting her way. He was used to having his. She might be stubborn, but he was persuasive.
He was of course thinking of Lulu Milton. The little tornado in a mini skirt and heels that could easily send a man's heart galloping into the galaxy. He had originally wanted to impress her. Now it was his absolute focus to piss her off. Or at least get her attention. She had an eye on this place for a long time. As far as business went.... It was prime real estate and in a good location. It was a money machine and the clinetel, well.... They were a little less troublesome than the typical Detroit crowd.
Either way he knew he had made an enemy. Night after night he waited for her to show, but it was far more likely she would send her leather jacket clad thugs to get a point across. He was ready for that too. Victor was a crass man, but he was shrewd. He knew where the chess pieces fit on the board and he knew the quickest way to check mate. Sometimes though it was just too much fun to tease your opponent a little. Give them enough rope to hang themselves and watch it all unfold. The music was jumping.
Sweaty bodies danced and writhed on the dance floor. He watched from his sky box office with only mild interest. He had his eye on this little number in a skin tight blue dress. It seemed as if she had been poured directly into it. It was tantilizing. Victor was watching her when he saw a familiar face. One he had thrown out of the club before, for dangerous junk. "Come on baby. Don't you want to feel immortal?" The man asked. Blue dress looked rather worried. She looked around and saw no one to witness the harrassment. Even though they were standing in a room full of people.
For the most part people didn't get involved. Either that or the music was too loud and no one had taken notice. Victor had noticed. Moving quickly out of his office He bounded down the stairs two at a time. He was worked up. This dickhead had been pushing a drug he called Darwin. Claimed that could give you a mutation, super powers with the plung of a needle. Also for the low low price of $2,000 for a one time needed injection to wake up the next morning with a random power. It was all based on very complicated genetics he said. What had actually happened was the person who took it woke up the next morning dead.
"I have word with you friend, yes?" Victor said in a very strong Russian accent. It was, after all his native tongue. He grabbed the man by his collar. Allowing himself one last look at blue dress over his shoulder before shoving the creep out his back door. They were in the alley behind the club. Somewhere, down in his guts Victor knew he wanted this to get violent. Was hoping for it. "What's your problem asshole?" The man wanted to know. He saw Victor and the state of his emotion and quickly quieted. "Three people dead. Cops! At my door!" This last bit was practically snarled. "I tell you no, you do anyways. Makes me think, you are not very smart man."
The man laughed, becoming bolder as he realized it was just them and not a security force to back up the rich dick club owner. "Yeah? I don't give a fuck what you think." Victor laughed. "I was hoping you would say that." Things happened quickly then. Suddenly Victor was wearing a mask. A half smile, half melted face. Though, both halves seemed to be smiling. Blood dripped from the shiny plastic of the broken facade. The side of the mask that looked like shiny plastic sinew and bone actually dripped blood. One knee broke, then the other. Then the man's arms broke backwards. Swinging on the hinge of his elbows in the completly wrong direction. Though, Victor never moved. His hands were in the pockets of his suit. He was smiling beneath his smile mask.
Fingers broke. His shoes were ripped off by some invisible force. Some force unseen. Then his socks. His toes were next. Broken fingers, broken toes. Forearms, tibia, collarbone, femars. Each bone was broken with savage speed until the man was a knot of broken bones pilled on the alley ground. Victor had not moved a muscle simply stood staring beneath this smiling mask.
When the man was nothing but an unrecognizable pile of broken bones in the alley Victor took a step towards him. He cocked his head to the side and looked upon his mutilation. The man was in too much pain, too much shock to scream. He knew he needed to call for help, but when he tried nothing came out. Victor bent and studied him closer. "I tried be reasonable man." Victor said calmly. He was no longer wearing the mask. Where it had come from or where it had gone was a mystery. Victor leaned over and plucked the pack of cigarettes out of the man's shirt pocket. He lit one up crouching in front of the man. Breathing filthy smoke into the alley.
He offered the pack to the man as if he could take one with two broken hands and ten broken fingers. "What... are you?" The man pleaded. Victor smiled. "I am business man. And you friend, you are fucked." When Victor stood up again from his squatting position he was smiling himself. Without the mask that seemed to appear and disappear at will. Anytime Victor's strange and unusual powerset were active the mask dawned on him as if it had spawned on him.
The mask had disappeared again. It seemed to fade in and out of reality in the blink of an eye. Almost as if Victor's face itself was the mask and had simply changed. It left the same instant the man did. The man who's name was Billy Johnson. Victor took another drag of his cigarette. Victor had his back to the entrance of the alley. "I was wondering when someone would come." He said in that same thick accent that was equal parts smooth, charming and a little condescending. He didn't bother to turn around only smirked, looking back over his shoulder at this mysterious new figure in the alley. The moon was full above them. The sky wild with opportunity. Whoever it was stepped into the alley a little deeper only to conceal, for now; their identity.
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Post by Admin Lulu on May 17, 2023 0:46:46 GMT
lem - others tagged words outfit music | ◀ There was a reason that they were the most respected power couple in Detroit. The two had come from nothing but just a couple of crazy kids with an Idea. Over a decade later they owned the keys to the entire fucking city. Cops looked the other way and the politicians were all on the payroll. Johnny Rome was the most reckless and dangerous bad boy out there. Though everyone knew him their eye was on the woman on his arm. She was the fantasy that most men only dreamed about and one that could have them all eating out of her hand. Though her eye hand only been on one man she could easily take her pick of the handsome hardened criminals around her. She was the Queen of the fools and a powerful mind behind the success of the organization. She had an eye for business and it was because of her legit businesses that the illegal cash flow went unnoticed by the feds. While Lulu was the voice in the kings ear she typically let him handle the fools business. Unless he needed the right direction she fully trusted him to handle their business. As for the legit businesses her Nightclubs were one of her joys. The black lotus has been the most popular place to be for the city for the last three years gunning. Lulu had been looking into branching out and had her eyes on multiple locations. Though the most sought after was snatched away from her in a intense bidding war. Even with the pressure of lawyers, and the health code inspectors. She was unable to persuade the new owner to re consider his purchase. This had made for a very angry queen the last few weeks. As this club was starting to rank in popularity right next to her pride and joy. Before deciding to send her lover in to break the knee caps of this man who had denied her what she wanted. Lulu was determined to go in and possibly persuade this man of a better business route. After all butcher houses were more of the Russians persuasion right? In the back of the car she would adjust the fabric of what could barely be considered full clothing. After all one good proven way to sway a man was to have all the blood rushing to the wrong head. As she stepped out of the car she would nod to the driver as she moved towards the club.  The pulse of the music was already felt as she passed the alley but something caught her attention. The club owner himself outside having a word with the sewer rats perhaps? Moving down the alley she would pull a cig from a silver case as she cleared her throat. "Bad form for the host to not be inside enjoying what seems to be one helluva party." She would speak with a smirk as she raised the cig to her lips and kept her eyes on him. "Have a light?" This man wanted the queens attention well he very much had it. Though it may prove to be his last dumb decision. Only the night would tell if he would going to end up a crumbled mess like the body now twitching behind him. |
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Post by mouse on May 17, 2023 2:13:08 GMT
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There was a time, three months ago when Victor would have been enthralled with the idea of having Lulu alone with him in a dark secluded place. Now, the idea brought a smile to his grinning face, but was it a friendly smile. It was not entirely friendly. It was a wolf's smile. Covered in a disguise of handsome veneer. He turned to her fully. Reaching out a hand he produced a lighter as if from thin air. He snapped it open and brought the flame to life. Victor was a man of few words. What words he did speak were thoughtful and driven by purpose. "You are not easy woman to get meeting with." He spoke.
He watched her breathe in the smokey fire into her lungs and snapped the zippo closed. behind him the man was already forgotten about as he returned the zippo to his pocket. Though the stink of him was rather obnoxious. Heavy cologne that screamed dollar general bargin bin. "I was just concluding some business here." He motioned with a slight nod of his head over his shoulder. Without turning around Victor snapped his fingers and the man began to vanish. The fabric of his shirt began to swirl. Like water going down a drain. Only it was sinking into his chest cavity. He began to turn inside out. As all of him swam down a growing, darkening hole. It only took a few moments for his leg to become the last thing to disappear. Sticking straight up in the air comically as it sucked down.
The man grew smaller and smaller until a metallic clink sound was heard. Tinnie and quiet among the loud club music but musically audible. When it was done there was a small smooth stone the collar of silver lying on the wet cement. It resembled the stones on two fingers on Victor's rings. Victor bent and picked it up. He admired it a moment, the polished stone was tarnished with a red center. It was interesting the filth you could see in a man's soul when you got a good look at it. He considered it a second or two longer then flicked it into the garbage bin behind the club. Street trash wasn't a trophy. Not one that he intended to keep. Victor was mysterious. Charming, handsome and dangerous.
Every woman sought out a little danger. And Victor knew this. What women wanted and what they said they wanted were often two different things. It was what they responded too that interested him. The hearts of men were often black. His was no different. His ambitions and desires were stains on his soul just as the shitstain he flicked in the bin. The only difference between them was Victor had power. And his soul would go on being black and wel nourished for a long time. He looked down thoughtfully at the rings on his right hand. Running a thoughtful finger over the polished stones. One with a blue center and one with a green center. His eyes darted back up to meet Lulu's. His smile was all teeth. Dazzlingly white and inviting. "You don't remember me?" He proposed. "I am hurt. I thought I left better first impression, then again.... It was long time ago."
Victor could see that she did not fear him. Something in her eyes said she was dangerous too and though he wasn't really a man to do research he believed it. She was special like him. He didn't know how special she was but he would love to find out. "We walk." He said moving past her and waiting for her to follow. He walked out of the alley and adjusted his coat. The night air was brisk and cold and as he stepped out a man pulled up with his car not long after. The door was held open for him. He looked back at Lulu, the only witness to his disappearing act in the alley. Lulu had wanted his club. What she responded too was a man who wasn't afraid of her. A man who had a pair of balls and liked to show how big they were.
Though Victor didn't give two shits about Johnny Rome or his claim on this woman's heart. Victor was a man who was used to having the nicer things in life. "Mr. Federov your car." The usher said cordially. This whole time Victor's own cigerette was hanging from his lip. He tossed it away into the street and stared at her. "You want my club. There is something I want in return. You take a drive with me. We have a talk. The club is yours." The smile was back, but was it a trusting smile? It was not. But Lulu was also someone used to the finer things in life. He was fairly certain that getting those things was something she responded too.
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Post by Admin Lulu on May 26, 2023 23:23:51 GMT
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As the cigarette came to the flame she would inhale deeply before exhaling the clouds of pillowing smoke into the air. Her gaze stayed on this man before her as she took in his features from his eyes down to the smile on his lips. The smile on her red painted lips was a bit vacant and hard to read to anyone who didn't know her well. She was trying to look for any sign of this guys intentions. He didn't seem like the type who was going to get touchy feely but he would regret it if he tried.
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"I'm a very busy woman. I don't normally have time for the folks that buy things from underneath me." There was a bit of venom to her words but a passive civil demeanor to them. He spoke of finishing up business which was followed by the sounds of bones crushing and the body was soon gone from sight. Raising her eyebrow slightly her gaze moved back to this man. For whatever reason she wasn't sure what to expect from this man. There was a very small inkling in the back of her mind about him. That maybe she had seen him before.
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Maybe she had run over his dog or something in the past, or even rejected his attempts to buy her cheap drinks. "Sorry. Have I threatened you before?" Lulu spoke with a smirk on her lips as he feigned sorry that she didn't remember him. Either way she was growing bored of this small talk conversations and the idea of snapping him in half like a twig was creeping into her thoughts. Hearing him as for a walk she would flick the butt of her cigarette into a puddle of water in the drain on the alley street. Letting out an annoyed sigh she would follow him towards a car he had pull up.
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Truthfully she didn't bother to look at the driver as she had never given most drivers a second glance. Listening to him speak about taking a simple ride with a conversation being the price to the club. It was certainly enough to intrigue her as to this mans motives for all of this. "I don't normally get into strange means cars but I suppose a ride wouldn't hurt. These shoes are rather expensive." Moving towards the car she would take his hand to steady herself as she climbed into the car.
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Sliding across the seat she would glance around at the interior that was bathed in dull lighting. Leaning down she would open the mini fridge and pull a bottle of nicer champagne and glance over the label. She would have to admit the man had some decent taste in old wines. Popping the cork she would pour two glasses before setting the bottle down and handing the man a glass. Swirling hers around she would inhale the fragrance as she leaned back. Her gaze would turn to the side to look at her host.
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"My time is very valuable Mr, Federov so if you don't mind getting to your speal." Her words were blunt but delivered by the same calm smirk. The car had started to move and she grew more wary of where they were headed as she sipped on the wine. with a club that valuable she was sure he wanted a heavy price for it. Little did she know she was dealing over literal souls in these moments.
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Post by Admin Lulu on May 27, 2023 1:45:13 GMT
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Her gaze would move out the windows every so often and what she noticed was them heading to the outskirts of the city. Anyone with half a brain knew that fucking with the queen of the fools was a death sentence. That was a sure fire way to end up in a very past tense manner. The boys were Loyal to johnny but even more so protective of Lulu. She was the Mother figure to many of the lost boys she had recruited herself. Every one she knew would take a bullet for either of their leaders in a heart beat.
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So she hoped this man wasn't stupid enough to try and pull a fast one on her. Though as the silence grew she sipped more on the glass of wine as her annoyance grew rather quickly. she felt the temp in the car rising or maybe it was the alcohol and the temp of her blood rising. When he would finally speak she heard him speak of his brother whom had been killed. She definitely remembered the man but he had earned his death dipping into their territories business. The man had been giving the same warnings but when he retaliated by burning down a fools warehouse.
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Well that was a move that Johnny would not tolerate and the man was taken care of. Hearing that the death of his brother didn't bother him was a bit amusing and also a bit sad. If you didn't have loyalty to your family then really what kind of man were you? Looking over seeing the man seeming to fiddle with his phone she was about to her limit of annoyance. Before she opened her mouth to speak he would put his phone away and apologize for handling business. giving him a fake smile she would huff a bit and roll her eyes.
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Thought his next proposal had her eyes shift to him rather quickly. The look on her face was that of.. you have to be joking right? As the car came to a stop she was still processing what he said. Maybe she was really trying to figure out which bone to break in his body first and what order to continue after that. Though what came next when that divider dropped hit her in the gut like a metal bat. The driver staring her dead in the eye was none other than her own lover. This had to be some sort of mutant trick right?
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"Johnny?...." Her voice came out as she looked over at the man beside her. The look on her face was confusion mixed with anger and she would open the car door and quickly step out. Looking around she saw the massive house but she was not concerned with that. "What kind of trick are you playing here? What have you done to him?" She spoke as her anger was starting to rise at a very quick rate. Her fist was clenching so tight the her wine glass cracked. "You don't expect me to believe that this is real or that he would just give me away."
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For once in a long time Lulu started to feel a bit powerless and it wasn't something she liked. "What's to stop me from just killing you here and now?" She would ask as she glared at the man in a cold manner. Right now she needed to weigh her options to try and get them out of this mess. Sure Lulu loved her boys but this one man held the key to her heart and was her only weakness.
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Post by Admin Lulu on May 27, 2023 18:27:19 GMT
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There were a million thoughts traveling through her head right now as she weighed her options. Though her face stayed calm and collected as she watched the Russian step out of his car. She was not sure how this man managed to get the drop on her lover and bring him into this. She had literally talked to him before she got in the car to head to the club. She would step back a bit as this large fugly warped tree appeared from thin air. He looked like he would make a nice credenza for her front entry way in the loft.
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Hearing the man speak of this creatures abilities she stayed still and chose not to make a move yet. This mans abilities along with these creatures he controlled were unknown to her. This was a lack of insight on the info she had on the man before she chose to come out. She stayed quiet but her heart sank seeing the knife come from johnny only to be held by him to his own throat. This was the first time she found herself deadlocked with an opponent on the board. Watching Johnny follow behind the man like an obedient puppy her heart started to race.
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There was no way to brute force her way out of this one as she would never risk a single hair on Johnny's head being hurt. Rolling her neck she would follow into the unknown of the structure that was going to end up her new home. Inside the doors it looked rather nice and was definitely in her avenue of taste. Though she was taking notes of ever thing she planned to set on fire when she managed to get out of this. As her gaze moved over the detail in every piece of furniture and the wood work of the home.
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She found herself in a study of sorts with a fire in the fire place. Her gaze moved to Johnny and there was a frown on her lips for the first time in the night. He looked at her but he stared straight through her. In those eyes she saw the love of a man who would move the very moon for her to make the perfect scene on a normal night. Now they were just blank and dull full of fog in the brain. Everything about the man she loved seemed to be missing or locked away.
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"Well played." Was the first thing she would say to break the silence and her heels clacked the floor as she moved to the bar in the corner. There was not enough alcohol in the world to make her okay with anything going on. Pouring a a shot she would down it quickly. As the glass set down she would turn to the russian and her gaze locked on his. "I dont care what you want. Fix him and let him go home safely. once he is safe you get it. you get me. Once he calls and says hes safe at home with my boys." There was a defeat her her tone as she spoke the words.
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It was a kick in the gut and right in the pride to admit she had been outmatched. This was something she had not seen coming and she would not risk harm coming to the man she loved. If he was free then he had a chance to figure out how to get her back. Even if it meant for now she would become the enemy in bed with the competition. "Please just give his memories back and let him go. You have the power. I see it"
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Post by mouse on May 28, 2023 1:49:16 GMT
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Victor considered it quietly. He was sure that Lulu wanted to kill him. Rip his arms off and beat him with them like she probably did to everyone who pissed her off. All that power and nothing to do with it. He wanted her memories. But not for the reason she thought. He wanted her to be his but not for the obvious reason. He smiled at her. It was an award winning smile. A smug smile.
"Very well. I do this." He said in his cheap English. Victor took the stone from his pinky ring. He held it up to the light and admired it for a moment. Such a little thing was going to get him everything he ever wanted. He didn't just want Lulu to suffer. He wanted her broken. He wanted her annihilated.
Victor opened Johnny's mouth and shoved the stone in. The way you palm a pill and slap it into your mouth to dry swallow. When Johnny swallowed he blinked. He looked around slowly the memories were filling into his head. Slowly he was becoming more of himself. "Lu?" He said confusedly. He recognized her but only a little at first. As his memories snow balled Johnny was still vulnerable to suggestion.
"You are going home Johnny. Lulu is staying here with me. You will call when you get home." Johnny blinked a few more times. "I will call when i get home." Victor patted him on the head like a dog. He all but said that's a good boy. And gave him a treat. He didn't though. He could see Lulu's barely contained rage. He was well aware of what she could do. As Johnny left, he took one last confused look back at Lulu and closed the door behind him.
Victor turned to Lulu. "I want your memories. I will keep them safe for you. All of them. Once I have them, you won't remember your distain for me. You will be happy here i think. It won't even take getting used too. It will be as if you belonged here." Victor was smiling again. She probably hated his guts. He could care less.
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Post by Admin Lulu on Jun 7, 2023 2:12:28 GMT
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The rage that boiled in her could fuel an army to take over the entire world. Though there was nothing on her face but slight annoyed disdain. The man agreed to her conditions and she watched as he basically shoved a pill of sorts down her lovers throat. She could see as he started to slowly remember and hearing him say her name made her smile for a moment. Though it was gone as johnny left and she took to refilling the drink she had poured. There were no words she planned to share with him and at the moment her mind was slowly accepting her fate.
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As he spoke his conditions it just dug daggers into her chest knowing he wanted her to forget. Sure there was parts of her past she would've sold her soul to the devil to forget. She hated having her hand forced in the matter but it was for Johnny and she would've gladly laid down and died for him. There was silence as she waited for that phone call and finally a ring would be heard. She could hear his voice on the other in and a tear rolled down her cheek.
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As she moved over to victor she would lock her eyes on his. "You may think you have the upper hand now but I assure you. We have faced harder odds." Lulu spoke with a smile on her red painted lips. "A deal is a deal. you freed him take my memories. I keep my word." closing her eyes for a moment she would just picture some of her happier moments with johnny. In her heart she knew he nor the other guys would rest until she was brought home. After a few moments the cherished memories she was reliving slowing disappeared in a haze one by one.
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In minute her mind was just one fogged up empty shell as her eyes opened. They were more than empty and completely vacant as her brow would raise. "where am i? Who are you? who picked this rug with that furniture?" Her memories involving the fools and johnny may have been gone but her taste in interior design were sound alarms. Maybe this man was blind or fully brain damaged to have gone with this color scheme. Her brain was drawing nothing but blanks as she tried to recall anything at all.
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Post by mouse on Jun 7, 2023 3:08:50 GMT
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Victor smiled. He knew she would say yes. He knew before she ever got into his car. Because woman were predictable. Victor was the type of man who thought he had his finger on the pulse of every heart and mind in the city. If he didn't know something you bet your ass he could find out. He had ears everywhere. And he didn't need eyes and ears to know about Lulu Milton. She made it very easy to find out everything he needed to know about her.
Mostly because the woman was so damn arrogant that she didn't mind tearing a guy in half and letting everyone know that she did it. The fools had the cops in their pocket and she thought she was untouchable. What she didn't know was all those stories of her exploits painted a very real picture of what she was capable of. One thing he knew she was not capable of was doing anything to hurt Johnny. It was like holding a piece of cheese in front of a mouse. You already knew what was going to happen. She was going to bite. And she did bite.
He waved a hand over her face and filled her mind with new memories. It wasn't hard. The celestial being that he controlled specialized in memories. Forming them, erasing them. Enchanting them and turning them into precious pretty stones. When Victor focused. He could do whatever the entity he controlled could do. Sometimes that meant turning invisible. Sometimes it meant dealing with memories. He could only control one at a time however. Celestrial entities were more common than you thought. They were everywhere among us. It was like those cheesy MIB movies with aliens. Only it was a race of gods each with their own unique abilities.
There was a time when Victor had control of a being that could maniuplate time. That was a fun one. Victor had actually be shot, nearly killed but he reversed the flow of time and the bullet sucked out of his body like a VHS tape in rewind. Now he had this one. Whose name he couldn't even begin to comprehend. He couldn't speak their language but they understood his. With a wave of his hand in front of Lulu's face she was filled with memories of falling in love. Buying their first house together. A valiant Victor coming to her rescue time after time, sticking up for her. Standing up for her. Saving her from an abusive past. He put all the cheeries on top of this ice cream sundea.
When his hand finished waving across her delicate features she was smiling. He didn't answer her questions, not right away. He implanted the memories and straightened his tie first. "You are Lulu Federov. I am your husband. Victor. You live here honey. And the decor well. The decor was a gift from my mother." He smirked. He raised an eyebrow. She still was more of herself than he liked. When he wiped out Johnny and hundreds of others they were blank slates. Johnny put up no fight.
The entity that Victor controlled was more powerful than his last. When he found a new toy to control he generally had the new god kill the old one. It was a shame to loose such an awesome power but memory wiping served his purposes much better. He turned to Lulu and picked up a briefcase from under the table. He snapped the clasps open. Inside was diamonds and jewels. They were real as real could come. He wasn't a cheap man. And he knew Lulu had expensive tastes. "Happy anniversary baby." He said and pulled her into a kiss. His lips crashed into hers and he melted passion into her soft touch. He had wanted to do this for a long time.
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