Coven plottings.

The female smirked slightly when the younger vampire looked away, well she assumed he did, as she couldn't feel his gaze anymore. Spineless he was, and yet, if he had stood up againts her, she wouldn't have been pleased. The elder probably would have punished him for disobeying a direct order from a older vampire.

"Well, aren't you smart, I mean, it's totally normal for a bunch of vampires to go to the SAME EXACT place when it isn't planned. Oh, yes, completely normal. Now what's the meaning of keeping the doors closed? There's no reason for it.''

''Don't get your knickers in a twist, welp.'' She replied, a slight sneer in her voice. ''Its not like I could stop you from escaping, if you want to jump through the window be my guest, I simply wanted to insure I had all your attention.''

The stick stopped moving with a snap, one hand holding it up resting on the other, while the other arm was crossed over her chest.

''I was about to explain exactly why you were there before you so rudely interrupted. And by the way, check this out.'' She said throwing the folded newspaper she had kept in her pocket, aiming for Cordelia's head. ''You will find the headline to be most interresting.''

It said, Robert Robertson had been found dead. The obese mafioso had been accused of many crimes and murders but had escaped prison, he was found in the middle of a boulevard, killed in plain sight of many witnesses. The killer was arrested shortly after.

Of course, she hadn't been arrested, but since one of the mafiosi women looked like her, she had delivered that one as the murderer. Wouldn't see the difference as the woman was allready a murderer anyway.

''As I was saying, You must all be wondering why there is an unexpected gathering of vampires here.'' She started to explain, but hearing the comment of one of the twins, she decided to enlighten him a bit. ''I don't know your father and I frankly don't give a peanut about him. He isn't involved as far as I know since there is only me.''

(Addie, if you aren't okay with what will follow, then tell me, and no, it doesn't involve violence, The-Thing is presently locked away ^_^ .)

''There are people here whom I do not recognise, but I guess that some of you must have bonds with those who I have not called.'' She said as if it explained everything. ''Because you indeed were called, this meeting is by no means accidental.''

Indeed, she had used a sort of call, a trade secret of most older vampires. It acted no differently than an elephant near non-hearable call. She had used it to call upon the vampires present. Most would subconsciously answer it, it was sort of an order, and the more power and influence the calling vampire pocessed, the larger the area covered and the more probabilities of succeeding. Since she was an elder, those calls could have a very efficient effect.

(I had to come up with a why and how they came to all be there, so I just invented that. All vampires can, but the more powerful they are (goes with age in my opinion), so will their call be. With the vampire's more acute earing it was easy to come up with. :unsure: )

''I have a proposition for you.'' The vampire elder said. ''I am looking to make a coven, would you be part of it?''

"How could you allow someone innocent to be blamed FOR YOUR CRIME?! Careless act on your part, you shouldn't have drank in the middle of the road! Now someone else will have to take punishment that should have been yours!" Roared the vampire boy, still standing.

''I wouldn't call that hag a innocent bystander... A infantile rapist, a murderer, a woman not worth draining of her blood. I well hope she rots in jail for the remaining of her days, then let the jail on top of her, than move her and let another jail rot with her in it.'' She growled in a dangerous tone not surprised in the least as the younger vampire caught the paper as it flew to his head. ''Do not presume things about something you do not know.''

This one was showing more spine than the others, at least trying to talk his way into things. It was and wasn't the thing she wanted in a vampire at the same time.

"Go into more detail about this little 'coven'." The vampire said, calming down slightly, or seeming to force himself into not attacking the elder.

"I'm with him, I want more detail about this coven." One of the twins, Roliner, said, adding his two cents.

''Do you at least know what a proper coven is?'' The elder asked a small sneer in her voice.

The vampire really hoped those young ones weren't as hopeless as the last ones she'd met. Babies they all were, not even able to raise their voice to tell their opinion, brainless little slaves. It was her fault sort of, she had asked the master of the vampiric population of New York to see some of their younglings. They were raised to obey commands and not to have any will of their own. She had refused to take any of them with her, being disgusted to no end.

''The proper definition of coven is a family of vampires, sort of. Usually a sire, his fledglings, their mates, the fledgeling's fledgelings and so on and so forth. Since I do not have any fledgelings of my own... It would be a bit difficult to do. Now the less conventional way, meaning the way I see it.'' The vampire started. ''I could have become the master of the vampiric northern realm, but I didn't want to build over the rotten remains of an old city.''

That wasn't exactly true, as she could return any time and claim the throne of Gimrodal for herself, overidding any governement that was there, but she decided against it. Too much political backstabbing. plus, it wasn't exactly rotten or that much corrupted for now.

''A coven is a way to not get yourself killed by the local vampire master, as in most masters' minds, you have not right to exist except if you were created by one of its goons and etc. The number of vampires around have increased drastically in the past few years, insuring that the local masters will want to wipe some of you out. I wasn't about to let those idiots kill out such potential.''

Of course, it wasn't the only reason, she wanted some power, she wanted to create a coven to override the power of the closest ones, she wanted to rub it in the face of the other masters that she chosed unattached vampires instead of their fledgelings. Such sweet revenge it would be.

''I refused to take the most influencial master's fledgelings for this coven, brainless brats they all were. I want to rub it in that they are good for nothing. That, I, their elder by nearly a thousand years refused them. It will be a great dishonnor for years to come.'' The elder continued. ''A coven gives more leeway to young vampires, Mainly, you are free to do as you please and you won't get killed by other vampires unless I give my permission, as they will refer to me for any trouble they have with you.''

(Again addie, if you are not okay with any of the above, tell me, I will change it.)

A form approached, the second one to have decided to stand up. The strange smelling vampire approached her, trying to look menacing. It took more than that to frighten her. it was obvious to her that he wanted to get out.

"Move." Was the calm words the younglings said, obviously wanting it as an order.

The elder simply quirked an eyebrow, before a dark smile entered her face, it wasn't predicting anything good.

''Back off and sit down before I decide you are not worth my time after all, blood user.'' She replied poking him in the face with her stick. ''If it indeed is the case, I will gladly tear your throat out and feed it to your rear end with my boots until you rot.''

(Oh boy what a mouthful... I am sorry it is soo terribly long... :blink: )