You're Frozen! [HEATHCLIFFE/CORBIN]

[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

The sound of heels clicking on the marble floor broke the silence within the mansion as Samara walked proudly through the large corridor, her blonde curls bounced behind her back as she took each confident step. The lights around her flickered as she slowly wiggled her thin fingers, soon a faint blue sparkle started to dance around the palm of her hand as she walked up the marble staircase and into another corridor that led into the room she was going to. Samara’s glossy red lips were curved into a sadistic smirk as she approached the room, the lights around her were still flickering and the faint blue sparkle on the palm of her hand had already increased in size and was brighter than before. Samara stopped once she reached a handsome wooden door with ancient tribal carvings. Small electric bolts ran up to her eyes before she opened her lips and chanted loud and clear. “Iter!” and as a result the door blocking her entrance flung itself open. Without waiting for an invitation to come in, Samara entered the Victorian looking reading room and as she approached the men sitting on the other side of the wooden desk, she rendered the ball of electricity in her hand into smoke.

“My lord!” she spoke with a tone of utter respect and bowed. “It has all been taken care of. I got rid of them during the day while they slept …as for their humans.” the corner of her lips started twitching as she looked down to the palm of her hand and summoned yet another ball of electricity. “Well… let’s just say I followed your orders.” she looked up to the man and once again render the orb in her hand into nothing. The witch stood still facing the Vampire King with her arms crossed . “I have the V they were selling locked in my car. I suppose you’d want me to get rid of it before someone learns that I have vampire blood in my possession.” her blue eyes discretely scanned the papers on the king’s desk, soon Samara was looking rather relieved as she saw that there weren’t any witch additions to the security team.

[HEATHCLIFFE RYAN HALLOWAY]

Heathcliffe took a deep breath as he closed his eyes and took in the scents around him. It wasn't like a vampire had to breathe or anything, but it felt more natural. A scent caught his attention but he kept his eyes closed, his head tilted so he faced the ceiling. The paperson his desk bored him right now. He wanted news about vampire activity that had been going on. He wanted to punish people. The door suddenly flung itself open and Heathcliffe looked down and opened his eyes in time to see one of his most trusted bodyguards walk in. Samara was loyal to him, Heathcliffe knew that, ever since he had rescued her she had served him. A smirk crossed his lips as she walked further into the room, his eyes fixed on her.

“My lord!” Heathcliffe watched as she bowed, the smirk on his face only growing as he signalled for her to stand up straight, “It has all been taken care of. I got rid of them during the day while they slept …as for their humans,” his eyes wandered down to the palm of her hand as she created a ball of electricty in it, the smirk on his face still there, “Well… let’s just say I followed your orders.” So, the humans got fried. Excellent. That did indeed make Heathcliffe happy, his eyes now on her face as she folded her arms. “I have the V they were selling in my car. I suppose you’d want me to get rid of it before someone learns that I have vampire blood in my possession.” As she looked down at the papers on his desk Heathcliffe stood up and spoke, his voice fairly harsh, just like it was most of the time,"that would be a wise idea. Destroy the V."

Heathcliffe walked around the desk until he was near Samara, "you made sure to destroy the bodies completely?" He walked around until he was stood behind her, his hands on her waist, holding her body against him, "I would hate to have to destroy you." A small chuckle escaped his lips before he whispered in her ear, "I would do it in a heartbeat."

[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

“Consider it destroyed.“ Samara spoke with confidence and already had plans as to how she could get rid of the vampire blood. Maybe she would destroy the entire suitcase full of it by shooting one single electric blast at it, or maybe even practice her aim, blasting one vial at the time. Her calm expression did not change as the vampire who saved her from her disturbing past rose from his seat and walked towards her. Upon hearing the king inquire if she had been successful in destroying the bodies, Samara rested her right hand on her waist. “When have I ever failed to accomplish something sir?” she arched her left eyebrow, before closing her eyes as the king’s hand touched her. "I would hate to have to destroy you." Samara tilted her head to the side as she could feel the vampire king’s cold touch against her warm body. “I can assure you that will not be necessary… sir” a soft whisper escaped her lips. Although Samara was not ashamed to be open about her preference towards vampires when it came to sex, she made sure to never get to intimate with her boss, the vampire king of New Jersey. After all she considered him a hero, an immaculate hero and was loyal and faithful to his wife just as intensely. But still…in private she could fantasize about moments like this couldn’t she?

“I have no doubt you could rip my heart out as I stand here and I’m sure your wife, the queen, would do the same if she were to find us like this.” a faintly charged bolt of electricity ran up from her feet to her waist, it was by far one of the weakest electric bolts she had ever summoned. After all Samara wouldn’t want to hurt her king in any way. “So…” she began and walked towards the fireplace. “V dealers have been taken care of. Vampires caught on film while feeding have been properly decapitated and fangbangers that were possible hosts of Hepatitis D …well I did to them what I do best.” as she stood looking down upon the flames, Samara breathed in before turning around to face Heathcliffe. “What do you want me to do next my king? The night is still young… if you wish I will gladly execute any prisoners sentenced to meet the true death.” her thirst for torture and death was just insatiable and perhaps that was the reason why the vampire king would often choose Samara to be his hit-woman.

[CORBIN ROSE HALLOWAY]

Corbin was bored. in fact, bored really wasn't the word to use...she was utterly tired of how quiet the mansion had been. It seemed like the slowest night in the world, but she was all to aware of the fact that the last few days had been busy. Corbin was expected to be paying a visit to some misbehaving vampires, along with keeping a close eye on her creation Isabelle. Being Royalty wasn't all that exciting either...she would have much rather been getting out and living a little...well living wasnt exactly a thing the undead did best. The fact was Corbin wanted to get out of the mansion for a little but she knew her husband wouldn't approve.

It was her humanity which kept her in a sense locked away in the mansion. Heath wanted to make sure her fairly recent vampire queen could hold herself together before he sent her out to do more cases. After her last breakdown Heath had been a little hesitate. Corbin understood though, she had a name to uphold. The last thing she needed was her human emotions coming back to haunt her. She had been turned is quite a violent way. Although part of her would say she missed her human life, the other half of her loved all the power which she now possessed.

It was then that she heard the sound of voices. She didn't need to think twice about things to know that her husband was probably with his beloved witch. That was another thing Corbin could not get used to ...him with her. A low growl escaped her lips as she lifted herself up from her chair and threw down a couple reports she had been reading through. She wanted to make sure this meeting with Heath wasn't getting too personal. In a matter of minutes she had busted through the door. Her eyes now locked on Samara as she hissed. "I hope I'm not interrupting something."

[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

The sound of the wooden door being burst open, made Samara widen her eyes and conjure electric orbs to the palm of both of her hands, after all her most active power was the most potent weapon when it came to protecting the monarchs and herself. But upon seeing the tall and statuesque figure of the Vampire Queen in front of her, the orbs began to flicker until they vanished into thin air. “Not at all my queen!” Samara spoke rather startled after the queen burst into the room, but the witch did not forget to bow as a way of showing her respect to the female monarch. “I was merely asking the king if I could be of any use. After all I believe there are some prisoners that ought to meet the true death, but if you, my queen, would need my services…your wish is my command.” she bowed down yet again before she rose up and realized how cliché her last words had been, what an unfortunate way of finishing a sentence directed to a queen.

Samara was never one to talk much to the queen. After all Heathcliffe was always the one using the witch as his eyes and ears during the daylight and his most potent weapon when it came to killing without having the AVL on his ass. But Samara wasn’t one to complain she enjoyed killing and using her powers to both kill and torture. On that note the witch and the vampire queen never exchanged more than a few words, but maybe Corbin would find some use to Samara . After all as Samara called herself in private, she was the monarchs most “loyal lieutenant”.
“So your majesty if I can be of any assistance I would gladly offer myself up for any task you have in mind.” Samara spoke yet again, looking into the female vampire’s eyes, waiting to hear what she hoped would be an order to kill or torture “v” dealers.

[CORBIN ROSE HALLOWAY]

Corbin looked at Heath before looking back at Samara. "Actually I would not mind borrowing you for a bit Samara. I need some assistance with a few things." she said still rather coldly before looking at Heath. "I'm going to barrow your witch for a bit hun. I hope you don't mind." Her husband merely gave a nod before Corbin turned around and headed out the door. She was expecting Samara to follow her, and hopefully she would catch on to her rather cold gesture. Corbin felt her fangs extend as she tried to take control of the jealousy that was slightly surfacing. She knew chances were that Heath would never be unfaithful to her, but she couldn't trust that witch of his. There was something about her that Corbin didn't like. Then again Corbin had never really spent time with the witch....she never knew , maybe Samara could prove rather useful. She was going to find out rather soon.

Corbin felt a presence close by and assumed that the witch had been wised and followed. "So show me what you can do. What is it that makes Heath so fond of you. To me you are merely nothing but another witch. I honestly don't see what is so special about you" There was obvious reasons as to why a witch would come in handy. Corbin had been considering getting one of her own. She wanted to have someone to be her eyes and ears as well. It would be fun to have a human pet perhaps. Maybe that was her first request of Samara to find some lucky soul that would be willing to serve the queen.

[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

Samara lowered her head in a bow as the Queen requested her services. This was perhaps the chance the witch had been looking for, the chance to showing Corbin the extent of her loyalties. Before leaving the room and following the queen into the corridor, Samara bowed down to the king once more and followed the queen as she walked in a hurry down the corridor. As they walked, Samara couldn’t help but wonder what the queen would want of her, as far as she knew Corbin wasn’t a woman of many enemies, so it was unlikely that the queen would want to use Samara’s murderess skills that night. But still, the witch was dead set on making a good first impression on whatever mission this was going to be. The tall monarch suddenly stopped, causing Samara, who followed closely each step to stop on her track as well. Upon hearing the queen speak, the witch arched her brow. As it seemed, the queen demanded some sort of a demonstration of what Samara was capable of.

In a normal situation Samara would jump at the opportunity of showing off her abilities and impressing those not born with powers, but this was the queen, the woman she knew didn’t like her and by the way she spoke she made it even more clear that to her, Samara was nothing but another witch. “With all due respect your majesty. If I were not worthy of my position I would not be standing here . But if getting a glimpse of my powers is what you want….as your humble servant…I’ll do my best to impress you.” Samara spoke calmly, bowed down before she stood up straight with her arms extended. “Tenebrae obedieritis mihi vires!” she chanted with her eyes closed. Soon the lights around her started to flicker, electric jolts began to circle around her arms and a gust a wind blew through them. Shortly afterwards what seemed like a snake like creature began to move under the tapestry bellow the women’s feet. “ With the right incantation I can create illusions, access the areas of the brain responsible for pain and fright and do whatever I please. But the king is far more interested in my active power…electro kinesis … rather than my craft.” she spoke and after opening her eyes, everything went back to normal, the lights ceased to flicker and the serpent creature under the tapestry was gone. “To prevent damaging your lovely home, I believe using my active power here to it’s full potential will not be necessary.” Samara bowed yet again, hoping that the queen was pleased with what she had seen.

[CORBIN ROSE HALLOWAY]

Corbin expression was rather cold still and her thin lips slightly parted as she listened to Samara speak. At first she thought that Samara was refusing her request and was just about to let out a growl of disapproval but then to the queen's surprise, the house was electrified by a jolt of energy. Her eyes widened slightly as she noticed movement under her feet, startled she stumbled backwards before catching herself. Her hand rested just below her neck as she gazed back at Samara who had just finished her display. "Very impressive..." Corbin muttered slightly before turning around again and making her way to the living. upon her arrive she was handed a glass of blood. Her servants were very good at tending to her needs. She could only hope Samara would be just as useful too. As much as Corbin wanted to hate her she like the idea of messing with the minds of others. Could come in very useful. "there are a few vampires I wish for you to visit. Not to kill them...just to mess with there minds. Give them a little warning about the authority we have over them. She turned back around slightly as she took a sip from her glass. "Luke Johnson and his little mess of a creation Maggie Evans think they can skate past the rules. Have a little fun with them...and tell them I said Hi."

Corbin knew at one point she would have to be paying them personal visits but for now she would leave it to the witch. After all sending her on a mission got her out of the house and out of Corbin's hair. "I also would like you to find me a human. I need a new pet around here." she said with a slight smirk. Corbin made sure to study the witch carefully. She didn't seem like she would cause much trouble and that was good. Very loyal and respectful. Still the time that Heath seemed to spend with the witch put her a little on edge. It would take some time to earn Corbin's trust. "You can do those things can't you?"

[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

Upon hearing the queen compliment the little magic show she had just put up, Samara lowered her head, before she followed Corbin deeper into the mansion. It didn’t take long until the women reached the living room, where the queen was handed a glass of blood. It was at moments like these that Samara felt grateful for not being one of those servants. Their existence was so…. Pointless and were all so easy to replace. Terror stroke the eyes of the servants as they saw the blonde witch following the queen, as Samara was known to torture the human servants whenever any of the monarchs saw punishing fit for them. She tilted her head to the right, signing for them to leave the room. Whatever orders these were going to be, humans shouldn’t be eavesdropping. As the queen spoke, Samara seemed to light up at the orders. She had permission to torture and play around with the vampires, but not to kill. Although she loved to introduce vampires who wronged the monarchs to their true death, torturing and making them suffer was just as entertaining. “Luke Johnson… I remember pulling up a file on him. He’s quite old, might be hard but impossible. Being that old he must have a lot of painful memories I can manipulate. As for his progeny electrocution will do just fine.” she crossed her arms and smiled. There was something about torturing that made Samara feel just as excited as one of those children that visit Disney for the first time.


“ Usually the king tells me what rules the vampires I am to torture have broken. That way if the AVL goes looking, you, the monarchs will have a fair justification for using my services.” she lowered her head once again before rising up and facing the queen. Corbin’s other request would be by far one of the easiest ones Samara had been assigned. Finding a human, in a place crawling with fang bangers shouldn’t be difficult. “Finding a human will not be a problem at all… your majesty. Do you have any preferences as to this pet I am to acquire? A man, woman, white, black” she asked tugging a curl behind her ear.

[CORBIN ROSE HALLOWAY]

Corbin smiled slightly as she listened to Samara. At times like this she felt content with being the queen. She could already sense the great amount of respect from the witch as she spoke. "Just find me a human that you see fit as being adopted against their will by me. I mean I am sure some pathetic waste of space is wishing for a better life. I'm allowing you to give that to them. Oh, and keep your eyes on the weres of this town. Word has it their forming a pack, I want to make sure that won't be a danger to us. The last thing I need to worry about it this town being flooded with those...creatures" she made a face of disgust, she had never been a fan of the weres, to her it seemed they had some kind of hidden agenda.

"I'm glad you are more then willing to carry out these task. Be back as soon as you can Samara...don't mess this up either. You might be my husbands favorite but I can assure you I have just as much power as he does. Be prepared for a few more mission on your return. " her eyes watched Samara closely as she tried to read her expression. Corbin was still acting rather cold towards her. In a way she could not help it. Her ability to carry out the tasks that she was assigned would slowly help Samara gain her respect from the queen.

[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

“Surely there are quite a few humans interested in attending your needs, my queen.” she bowed her head, in respect. Samara clutched her fist as the Queen mentioned the possibilities of having a pack of werewolves in town. Sure their presence was permitted and once they got hooked on vampire blood, dealing with them was quite an easy task . But still were creatures weren’t at the top of Samara’s favorite list, maybe because of the monarchs dislike towards them, Samara hated them as well. The influence the royals had on Samara’s choices was quite scary. “I’ll check the were situation and handle it if necessary. Rest assured my queen, New Jersey will not be the home of many were creatures.” Perhaps foreseeing that this conversation was about to meet its end, Samara uncrossed her arms and tucked her hands inside her pockets, listening as the queen spoke of her authority.

“I have no doubt of your power and authority my queen.” Samara bowed before continuing. “You can be sure that all the tasks will be taken care of. I’ll be paying Luke Johnson a visit right now, maybe I’ll carry out his torture until daylight. I hear vampires are even more sensible to their torture when the bleeds kick in.” a twisted smile appeared on her face. Offering her queen a final bow, Samara walked slowly out the door, heading to accomplish her first mission. First with the torture and playing around with Luke Johnson and then after she left the vampire, finding a human would have to be taken care of. It seemed that she wouldn’t be getting any sleep, but that wasn’t a big deal. Nothing a few spells and a large cup of coffee couldn‘t fix.