Leave your conscious at the tone

Aliceabella walked through the dense crowds, small smile playing on her lips. Humming softly she smiled down at her new gloves, making a mental note to thank Ryland for them.

Damian nodded at the vampire at his side and pointed at Aliceabella. He moved through the crowds towards his ex-wife.

Aliceabella frowned as she felt a small twang of pain go through her head but ignored it, putting it down to the starts of a headache.

Alucard grabbed Aliceabella around the waist and clamped a hand over her mouth, dragging her into an alley. Slightly clishe- but it would have to do.

Aliceabella's eyes widened and she screamed against his hand, flailing widly.

Damian pinned Aliceabella to the floor and kneed her in the stomach. "I'll teach you to cut off the blood tie."

Aliceabella began sobbing weakly. "I can use it against you now." She told him, holding her hands up in defense.

Damian chuckled and punched Aliceabella in the face. "Has your latest clinet engouraged you to use it?"

Aliceabella felt her fingertips tingle. "He's not my client." She protested.

Damian grabbed a clump of her hair and smashed her head against the ground. "Whore." He stated simply.

Aliceabella cried out in pain, gasping as fire shot up her arms. When it had found no exit in her fingertips it must have decided to spread somewhere else.

Damian hissed and moved away from her arms, sticking to smashing her head against the ground.

Aliceabella let out a small scream, fire covering her entire body now.

Damian hissed, scratching her body with his claws. The fire ate at his hands but he ignored it, determind to get rid of the girl once and for all.

Aliceabella let out another small scream, this one louder. The size of the fire increased, so much so it blasted Damian away from her.

Damian rolled onto his back and glared at the burning female before slipping into the crowd. He'd get her another day.

The fire continued to burn, stinging her skin slightly. Wincing Aliceabella willed it to go away. After several moments it did, leaving her to slip into unconciousness.

Dane pulled Angel across the street and into the alley, eyes widening when he saw the girl passed out on the floor.

Aliceabella's breath quickened in her unconcious state, beginning to whisper one word over and over again.

Dane looked from the girl to Angel. "Am I the only one not shaking?"

Blood leaked from the wound on her head, sticking to the back of her head like glue.

Dane frowned and bent to hear what the girl was muttering. "Ryland?" He looked at Angel. "Mean anything to you shaking buddy of mine?"