Twilights End
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Category:
+M to R › Ranma �
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
7,907
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
I do not own Ranma, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
chapter 2
It was almost five thirty when I finally got home. I was so tired my hair hurt. My exhaustion was so complete I barley heard my guards speaking.
"Hey boss. Who'd you screw to get yourself that exhausted?"
"Shut up Nechel." I snapped. Nechel was one of Richards newer wolves. He'd only been in the area about a year. When I first met him he had bright green hair and was wearing a T-shirt saying `Human Lollipop.' Lets just say his good looks and his quirky sense of humor got him in trouble with a group of rogue vampires I was tracking. The vamps apparently took his shirt seriously. I jumped in to save him before I got a good sense of him and was surprised to find he was a werewolf. We took care of the vamps in what was a surprisingly short fight and we have been friends ever since. He came to work for me some time ago when he was in need of work and I thought he would make a good guard here so I gave him a job, I have not regretted it. Ironically he was dressed the exact same way tonight as the day I met him.
The other guards name was Biff, don't ask. I don't know him as well as I know Nechel, but he is a good guy and when Anita and Micah sent him to me saying he needed work I helped. I know how hard it is for the occasionally furry to get work. There isn't supposed to be any discrimination but there is. He was one of Anita and Micah's leopards, so I couldn't say no. He has done a great job. Both men are about my size, about six feet tall, but Biff had this attitude that made him feel bigger that he was. I walked to the door and smiled as I looked down at Nechel's shirt.
"Keep teasing me like that," I pointed to his shirt, "and I may have to see how good you taste." Nechel looked down and turned beat red. He looked like a bad Christmas decoration, with his green hair and red face, it was funny. I chuckled at Nechel's reaction. Apparently Biff also thought it was funny, because as the door closed it cut off the hysterical laughter of Biff at poor Nechel's expense.
The walk across the dance floor was blissfully quiet. The stone floor looked very drab and dingy and the stage was ominously black and lonely. With the lights off and no one here the place was kind of scary, but thankfully it was quiet. If anyone was working at this hour I would have to shoot them. I entered the code to the door of my private floor and which unlocked and was easily opened and I descended the stairs.
This club is very unique. It has eight floors, but five if them are below ground. The upper floors are for some select human staff where as the lower floors are for any vampire and lycanthrope staff I have as well as any who happen to be near and need daytime shelter. My private staircase leads to the floor just under the dance floor. That whole level is mine. The other staircase leads to floors two through four as well as the other human levels. I made a right turn at the bottom of the stairs going along the wall of the main room that was very spacious but still all stone walls and leather furniture. After walking for what felt like forever through that room and the hall I made it to my room.
The room was empty as I trudged in. The only person that would have been here was Asher but he had business with Jean-Claude and he stayed at the Circus for the day, so I was here alone. I closed the door and staggered across the room to the bed. The whole room was decorated in black, and grey with hints of blue and red it all looked very gothic Asher and I both had input in it. As I walked in I threw my coat toward the blue leather chair next to the closet to my right, and just dropped the rest of my clothing as I took it off on the floor and collapsed on the bed. I was too tired to find my pajamas so I went to bed nude hoping my cell phone would not go off again.
"Hey boss. Who'd you screw to get yourself that exhausted?"
"Shut up Nechel." I snapped. Nechel was one of Richards newer wolves. He'd only been in the area about a year. When I first met him he had bright green hair and was wearing a T-shirt saying `Human Lollipop.' Lets just say his good looks and his quirky sense of humor got him in trouble with a group of rogue vampires I was tracking. The vamps apparently took his shirt seriously. I jumped in to save him before I got a good sense of him and was surprised to find he was a werewolf. We took care of the vamps in what was a surprisingly short fight and we have been friends ever since. He came to work for me some time ago when he was in need of work and I thought he would make a good guard here so I gave him a job, I have not regretted it. Ironically he was dressed the exact same way tonight as the day I met him.
The other guards name was Biff, don't ask. I don't know him as well as I know Nechel, but he is a good guy and when Anita and Micah sent him to me saying he needed work I helped. I know how hard it is for the occasionally furry to get work. There isn't supposed to be any discrimination but there is. He was one of Anita and Micah's leopards, so I couldn't say no. He has done a great job. Both men are about my size, about six feet tall, but Biff had this attitude that made him feel bigger that he was. I walked to the door and smiled as I looked down at Nechel's shirt.
"Keep teasing me like that," I pointed to his shirt, "and I may have to see how good you taste." Nechel looked down and turned beat red. He looked like a bad Christmas decoration, with his green hair and red face, it was funny. I chuckled at Nechel's reaction. Apparently Biff also thought it was funny, because as the door closed it cut off the hysterical laughter of Biff at poor Nechel's expense.
The walk across the dance floor was blissfully quiet. The stone floor looked very drab and dingy and the stage was ominously black and lonely. With the lights off and no one here the place was kind of scary, but thankfully it was quiet. If anyone was working at this hour I would have to shoot them. I entered the code to the door of my private floor and which unlocked and was easily opened and I descended the stairs.
This club is very unique. It has eight floors, but five if them are below ground. The upper floors are for some select human staff where as the lower floors are for any vampire and lycanthrope staff I have as well as any who happen to be near and need daytime shelter. My private staircase leads to the floor just under the dance floor. That whole level is mine. The other staircase leads to floors two through four as well as the other human levels. I made a right turn at the bottom of the stairs going along the wall of the main room that was very spacious but still all stone walls and leather furniture. After walking for what felt like forever through that room and the hall I made it to my room.
The room was empty as I trudged in. The only person that would have been here was Asher but he had business with Jean-Claude and he stayed at the Circus for the day, so I was here alone. I closed the door and staggered across the room to the bed. The whole room was decorated in black, and grey with hints of blue and red it all looked very gothic Asher and I both had input in it. As I walked in I threw my coat toward the blue leather chair next to the closet to my right, and just dropped the rest of my clothing as I took it off on the floor and collapsed on the bed. I was too tired to find my pajamas so I went to bed nude hoping my cell phone would not go off again.