Dawn watched outside her own hotel window as her sister’s hotel which was slowly being rebuilt. She was silently watching, letting her bottom lip quiver slightly for she had a faint fear that Shadow was still alive. After all, if she was dead, why would they be rebuilding her empire? Dawn turned away from the window after hearing a faded knock at her door.

“Come in,” She called, trying to keep her voice from going enchanted like. In entered a husky looking man, he had a rough beard that consumed his lips and piercing yellow eyes.

“Mistress, I would like to congratulate you on the death of your sister. But we now must focus on more pressing matters.” He stopped and cleared his voice. “Your younger sister Eve. There are reports and sightings of her across town. Nothing about your brother yet.”

“Anything on my Father?” Dawn asked, refraining from turning around.

“He hasn’t moved locations yet.”

Dawn remained blank as her eyes examined the distant fire and construction. “Find out more information on Eve’s plan of attacks. Keep me updated on my father and let me know immediately if my brother appears. This is war. And unfortunately, This world is now our battlefield.”

The gruff-looking man bent low. “Of course, also, Hellen would like to speak with you.”

“Who?” Dawn asked questioningly.

“A female werewolf that you had locked away and are blackmailing for personal use. She would like to speak with you about her family and their circumstances. Just a simple “check-up” to make sure that you still have something to use against her.”

“Ahh yes, send her in.”

Dawn began to play with her long curled hair. Behind her walked in a tall woman with long fluffy ears. Sprouting from her lower vertebrae came a tail that swooshed slowly side to side. She had masculine appearance but her bubbled chest kept any other assumptions from appearing.

“Hellen is i-it?” Dawn asked after noting the stillness in the room.

The woman crossed her arms and her yellow eyes stared deeply into the Sirens back.

“T-tell me. What is it you w-would like to know?”

“My family bitch. We had a deal that if I helped the human into this world you would release me. Yet, here I am.” The she-wolf was visibly upset and wanted nothing more than to disappear. But she wasn’t going to back down until she got what she came for.

“Indeed,” Dawn said slowly, turning to face the werewolf. “W-well, unfortunately, your family is d-dead.” A mischievous smile slid onto Dawn's face and she cocked her shoulder bouncing her breasts.

“What? Dead! You promised me!” Hellen stepped forward clutching her hands into fists. “You bitch that was my family!”

“Yes well, you took too l-long and they did nothing but scream. In fact, I k-killed them the first day I hired you.”

“Hired me? You didn’t hire me! You kidnapped them then forced me to do your dirty work! How…” By this time Hellen was close enough to strangle Dawn and they both knew it.

Dawn stood there smiling, taking in Hellen’s features. Admiration consumed Dawn and she became lustful for blood.

“Hellen.” The vampiric Siren lunged forward grasping the woman's neck. Her fingers laced around her throat choking away any hint of oxygen. Hellen struggled in the grasp, clawing and kicking at Dawn but was stone cold as Dawn licked her fur ear.

“Hm, you taste like my last victim.” Hellen was then thrown across the room with her back slamming against the large window. With air being released back into her lungs again she lost focus of vision. Dawn licked her fingers hungrily sucking on the salt that stained her hands from Hellen’s body.

“You’re, you’re a monster!” Hellen screamed watching Dawn with wide eyes.

“You should meet my brother.” Dawn turned away from the frightened dog and opened her door bringing in a soft wave of satisfaction. “You belong to me. Unless you’d like to kill yourself.” a chuckle of hysteria filled Dawn’s throat and she left the room leaving Hellen speechless. Sorrow and frustration filled the tall woman and she sobbed at the loss of her family, her freedom and her future as Dawn's pet.

Dawn traveled down the long hallway and passed by several smells. Some rancid, others sweet.

“Eve, My d-dear younger sister. What is it you’re p-planning?” Dawn’s question floated into the room she entered. One that was empty and cold. But after further inspection Dawns eyes were placed onto a tall slinky figure in the middle.

“Is it ready?” Dawn whispered.

“Your father would be impressed.”