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With a grunt as he was thrown onto the bench, Blade squirmed but with his arms twisted behind his back he couldn't move much without hurting himself. Wincing, he looked up to see Mitsu and Riyo there, with Klyde beginning to undo her dress. Mitsu wasn't in much of a better position as she was begging Desmond to beat her instead. Having just arrived, he hadn't seen the shift in Riyo's behavior just yet.

"Damn you Klyde..." he growled while still trying to writhe from the Hive's grasp. At least he wasn't gasping for air as much here. Also he wasn't being continually drenched, "I was right about you and Desmond all along... bastards."

His dark red eyes soon shifted to the two in charge here as he stared daggers into them, "And you two are ******** sick."

Maybe if he had some time he could try bursting into flames while the boys were pinning him down, but that didn't seem all too likely right now.

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As time went on by, Shun was beginning to grow impatient. For a little talk, Desmond and Mitsu were taking their sweet time.

"I've had enough of this," he snapped before storming off in the direction where they had gone. He was going to see what was going on if possible.

"Wait up Shun!" Bent called before rushing to keep up.

Nami looked over temporarily, smile returning as she saw Blade all caught up in their mess. "Sick? What's sick is you fighting your way in here just to get a peek. Being the benevolent queen I am, I think we will let you watch. Probably the first time you've seen a girl naked anyways. So you're welcome."

Some of the members of the hive snickered at Nami's comment. "Yeah, Faryn. C'mon and watch the peep show." Called one from the crowd.

Desmond stared down at Mitsu with pained blue eyes as she pleaded with him, almost in disbelief at her constant begging to be beaten. "You don't have to forgive me Mitsu." He whispered, hand slowly beginning to lift her dress against her struggling. "I don't deserve it."

It was hard to him to admit... So extremely hard... But she deserved so much better than him. He was scum. She was this beautiful little angel... And he had lost her forever.

Riyo didn't seem phased by his unspoken words, nor did she apparently want to fight back. She just kept grinning.

As Nami turned her attention back, she snapped another picture with a cold smile. "With that grin, I'd almost think you liked undressing in front of a bunch of men, you little slut."

"Ah, you're referring to exhibitionism." Riyo's eyes began to glow brighter. "See, you're really missing the big picture here." Her hands moved to her shoulders to scoot the dress down, The scars on her back and upper arms now visible.

"Ooooh, looks like we got a cutter, boys." Nami called, gaining a couple of laughs from the crowd. "Your whole body look like that Franken... Stein...?"

Nami's words faltered when it appeared as if the scars were... Reopening... And apparently bleeding. It was hard to tell in this light. "What the ******** is wrong with you?"

But anybody who knew the scent of blood realized... That was something completely different.

"I think it's about time all of you reap what you have sewn." A little trickle of the same liquid began flowing out of her mouth, small droplets falling on the floor.

"I'm here to ******** stop you," hissed Blade, glaring as Tessa took a picture of him, "You're the one forcing them through this!"

"Get your hands off of them," he snapped while glancing back at the vampires. He saw Desmond working on removing Mitsu's dress as well. There were also Riyo's scars that were now exposed. The thief was about to look away to try and save them both a sliver of shame but his eyes caught something strange. The scars were... bleeding? Wait, no... this was not blood at all.

Blade knew well enough what blood smelled like and this wasn't it. He didn't know what it was, but the look in Riyo's face was different as well. There was definitely something not right here, and he didn't know what to make of it just yet. A quick glance at Mitsu told him something was not quite right with her either.

Still haven't given up here yet, the thief thrashed against the boys, letting out a wince from the pressure on his arm joints.

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It was hard to say where the two had gone exactly once they were out of the gym. Shun didn't care too much that Bent and Poke were coming along, just as long as the latter didn't get in his way or anything.

"Bent."

"I'm on it," nodded the rat as he took a moment to try and catch some sort of scent trail. It wasn't as easy here as it was out in the forest, but he managed to find it. As he began to move, he noticed that there pretty much were only the locker rooms at the end of the hall.

As Mitsu continued to look up at Desmond with those blank eyes, her head tilted a bit when he called her name. It was almost like she was hearing it for the first time and a smile started to form on her face that didn't stop until it was a wide toothy grin. Not even worried about the dress now Mitsu drew back a hand before shoving it into Desmond's chest as hard as she could, which was considerably harder than one would think possible for such a tiny girl....or even a larger man.

Klyde seemed to be struck at Riyo's words though it was very true, "I...I know." For only a moment longer Klyde remained where he was, unable to bring himself to ask what was happening. When the elbow struck him in the gut Klyde let out a struggled sound of pain before he went flying back to land on the ground.

That had....actually hurt. A high level of pain that Klyde had yet to experience washed over him as he rolled to his side clutching his stomach. He made a grunt of pain as he tried to push his way back up but the force of the blow caught up with him and he was suddenly revisiting the contents of his most recent meal. Only when his stomach was empty did Klyde try to sit up again, dazed eyes turning back to Riyo.

The hive boys were actually in shock seeing the vampires being pushed back. They were almost petrified in place though they refused to loosen their grip on Blade. If possible, he would make a handy shield while they escaped.

"W...what do we do?"

"What do you mean what do you do?" Tessa hissed looking back at the group of sniveling cowards. "Go and stop her!"

"But ...But she..."

"NOW!" Tessa all but bellowed making a few of the boys jump into action unwillingly. With hesitant steps they made their way toward Riyo, coming to a stop again once they were close to the rising black liquid.

"W....what the ******** is that?" One boy asked taking a step back just as soon as he stopped.

"She's a freak." Another shrieked, following suit as he backed up.

With the dark substance oozing from Riyo, Blade couldn't tear his gaze away as he was trying to figure out what was going on. Mitsu was acting strangely too and the only thing he could think of was that the Hive had made both girls snap.

Watching as the ooze began to take form, the thief stared and began to wriggle again. He saw what Riyo managed to do to Klyde and he wasn't entirely certain how she'd react towards himself, even if he was here to try and help them rather than hurt. For the most part though, he didn't care if they went batshit insane on the Hive. They deserved it.

"Seems like you guys are finally getting your just deserts," commented Blade. He was a little concerned for his own safety here, but not by much.

Taking in a deep breath, he focused hard to temporarily have his hands burst into flame. If chaos was going to ensue here, he would rather at least not be restrained while it happened. Soon after he did so, he felt rather lightheaded as it drained him more than it normally would have.

"Trapped....with you?" Tessa questioned, eyes widening at the sight of the cat creatures emerging from the ooze. With a growl she took a step back looking at her men who were acting like mice. And Desmond had been pushed away as well, though Tessa was convinced he was faking it. If Mitsu had been that strong before why had she been so easily beaten in the woods? She could have defended herself.

"Well, if you won't stop her than at least make sure she's doesn't escape!" Tessa hissed pointing at Mitsu.

The boys seemed a little more willing to comply with that request, Mitsu currently wasn't creating creatures from ooze that was pouring from her body. A few of the boys abandoned Blade at the moment to do as requested but the remaining few were in for a quick surprise. The one twisting Blade's arm behind his back found that his grip was suddenly hot. And not just hot tin roof hot but on fire hot. With a yelp he drew back his hands, flash burns covering his fingers and palms.

"Don't let him go idiot!" The only boy left yelled trying to grab the collar of Blade's shirt and push him back down on the bench.

"He burned my hands!" The other boy exclaimed holding them up for visual aid.

Mitsu would have complied with Desmond's request, taking an unsteady step toward him, but he was suddenly not the closest target. As a hive boy stepped up to her grabbing onto her arm she turned toward him, smile never wavering. His grip tightened to the point it would no doubt leave bruises but it didn't seem to phase the wolf girl in the slightest. Instead it only seemed to fuel her motives as she lashed out with her free hand gripping the boy by the throat. He was much taller than her but her arms were long enough that she was still able to lift him off the ground.

Letting out a choked cry, the hive boy released his hold reaching up to grab Mitsu's wrist to try and pull himself free. Her grip only seemed to tighten, however, quickly shutting off his air supply. "Let.....go." He barely managed as he threw a kick at her side.

The shot was apparently well aimed because it broke open one of the gashes, blood instantly staining the side of her dress. Normally a reopened wound would be tender and sore but Mitsu didn't even seem to register the pain. Instead she chuckled like she was enjoying her part in a children's game before she drew the hive boy back and threw him. The boy went flying for quite some distance before he landed on the floor, sliding the rest of the way until he slammed into the wall on the far side of the room.

As the others began to approach now a little hesitant, Mitsu took a another step forward, eyes settling on a new target.

"What the....you...you stay the ******** away from me." Tessa warned, now frightened seeing how Mitsu had tossed the hive boy across the room like he was nothing more than a rag doll. What were these freaks of nature? "Someone stop this grinning fool!" Tessa commanded, but there was no one willing to step up and do just that. At the moment she was on her own.
Realizing that things had taken a turn for the worst, a few of the hive members decided on their own to take their leave. Rushing to the back of the room they headed for the door in a panic hoping to unlock it and escape.

Klyde, still dazed from being hit, struggled just to get on his hands and knees. Gaze finally shifting from Riyo he noticed Desmond on the ground not far from him.....what....had happened? "Desmond....?" Klyde's voice seemed to give insight to the pain he still felt, arm wrapped around his middle.

Unaware to what was happening inside the locker room, two large senior hive members stood guard at the end of the hall. They had been given strict orders, get rid of anyone that approaches. So when Bent, Shun, and Poke showed up they were called into action. Moving away from the wall they stepped toward the small group blocking their path.

"'Fraid yer gonna hafta turn around."

At first Mitsu's pace toward Tessa had been slow, her steps unsteady like at any moment she might fall. The Hive's second in command was about to make a run for it but just as soon as that thought crossed her mind, Mitsu was right there. The wolf girl's eyes were no longer normal, they held no pupil just that sickeningly bright blood red color. As her gaze shifted up and Mitsu smiled more she exposed what was now a mouth full of sharp pointy teeth. It made her face look a little distorted, like it was shifting to something a little more animal and quite a bit less human.

"Get the hell away from me you freak of nature!" Tessa screamed drawing back a fist so that she could punch Mitsu in the face.

The punch hit its mark, Mitsu's head flying back, her stance shifting awkwardly to keep her balance. Tilting her head back up it looked as though her smile was never changing, blood now trickling down her face from where Tessa had cracked her in the head with her rings. Another laugh started to bubble up as Mitsu grabbed for Tessa's clothes jerking her forward as her claws shredded into the material.

Tessa couldn't decide if it was any creepier that Mitsu didn't speak or if she might actually say something, but that look in her eyes was unmistakable. The girl was out for blood. Letting out a shriek Tessa started to fight back as Mitsu continued to grab and tear her dress. With a vengeance she started to claw back but nothing seemed to phase the girl or slow her down. Her nails left scratches across her arms and shoulders and even across her face. She reached for her clothes, the fabric tearing under her grip but Mitsu would not be deterred from her task.

Mitsu's dress now hung open at the top, exposing the stitching she had so desperately wanted to hide. She didn't seem to mind, she only had one focus as one hand gripped Tessa's arm, claws digging into flesh until they drew blood, her other hand reached out to claw at her chest but her hand found purchase on something else.

Gripping the object in her hand Mitsu drew her arm back, a sizzling noise coming from her closed fist, like the sound of water being thrown on a hot frying pan. As smoke started to bellow up from her hand her face showed a small amount of realization that she was being harmed, hand opening to drop whatever she had. At first the object didn't seem willing to part with her flesh but soon the weight of it pulled it from Mitsu's hand and the cross Tessa had about her neck dropped to the ground.

Her hand looked like it had been branded by the cross, horrible burns in it's exact shape covering her palm and fingers. Mitsu looked at them almost curiously before she balled up her fist, her smile suddenly turning into a growl as she turned on Tessa. Without mercy her fists made contact, claws gripping and tearing. Tessa continued to scream out for help but that help never came. So instead, since she saw how the one cross had worked she grabbed for one of the others about her wrist.

"Go to ******** hell!" She screamed as she brought the small cross down like a dagger. The tip had been slightly pointed but really wasn't all that sharp but it went through the flesh of Mitsu's chest like butter and that's where Tessa left it. It wasn't long enough to hit anything vital, but it would no doubt cause a great deal of pain and hopefully buy her enough time to escape.

Feeling a white hot pain in her chest, Mitsu came to a stop, her eyes widening. For the first time she seemed to realize she was injured and the tears started to gather in her eyes as they became a little more normal. Letting out a cry she took a step back, shaky hands reaching up for the cross sticking out of her flesh.

As soon as she was released Tessa moved back unsteadily. While she had bought herself some time she was not leaving unharmed. Her dress was nothing but shreds, her arms were littered with cuts that were bleeding readily and a fair amount of bruising was flowering here and there. Not wanting to waste the opportunity Tessa turned on her heels to make a run for it, grabbing one of the hive boys to help her along. "Get me the ******** out of here!"

Looking up at his cousin as he approached, Klyde nodded slightly. "Yeah....we ******** up big time." His voice was still pained as he tried to climb to his feet, suddenly noticing that Desmond appeared to be out of sorts. Luckily, the pain that Klyde felt seemed to override the urge to feed but his fellow vampire did not have the same horrible advantage.

"Desmond." He had started to reach out toward him but Tessa's screams caught his attention. She was shrieking up a storm and just as he looked over Mitsu had dropped something, smoke coming up from her hand. He...had no idea what had happened. He would have continued to watch but his gaze shifted back to Desmond and then to Riyo seeing that Nami had pulled out her own little hidden trick. That b***h....she had no doubt meant to use that on him.