Prologue

Prologue

She walked through the streets as people stared her. She wore a leather halter top that had straps that crisscrossed and buckled at the sides, and a train that ghosted across the ground. At the bottom corners of the train were the bottom of elegant butterfly wings in rich purples and blues. There were also the tops of the wings coming from the top of the halter making them appear as if they were coming from her should blades. She also wore a pair of leather short shorts and a leather belt that sat on her hip as just an accessory. Her arms were adorned with leather gloves that fanned out over her hand and buckled twice just below her shoulder. Her legs were accentuated with thigh high black socks and knee high black leather lace up stiletto boots; making her legs look as if they went on for miles. Her sky blue hair was pulled into a high ponytail with tendrils and bangs hanging loose and framing her face giving her an aura of innocence. 

She ignored the stares of the onlookers. She was on assignment and that meant she had a target in the dark underworld. She walked into a local club and sat down at the bar. “What can I get you to drink sweet heart,” the male bartender asker her. She smiled sweetly at the male bartender.

“A long island,” she replied. 

He smiled back at her, “Comin’ up sweet heart.” He started on her drink and she looked around the club until her eyes landed on her target.

Her informant was right. He was handsome with his bright blue eyes and blonde hair. He wore a simple shirt and dark wash jeans. The man also had women hanging all over him. She looked back the bartender and asked, “Who is that man with all the women hanging on him?”

The bartender laughed and set her drink down, “That is Dax. He comes in every night after he gets done with his shift at Valkyra.”

“Thanks for the information. How much do I owe you,” She replied taking a long drink from her Long Island.

“On the house sweet heart,” he said and walked away from her. 

She took her drink and walked over to Dax swaying her hips. He looked up at her and smirked; she caught his attention from across the room. 

He nodded as she approached. He noted her confidence, her eyes. Those beautiful eyes. She winked and gave him the "come hither" finger, the one all confident men fall under when they meet an equal woman.

"And you are?"

"An admirer" she coos

"Dax".

"Strong name. So tell me, Dax. Your body as strong as your name?"

He laughs. "Care to find out?"

She moves in close, rubbing her nose on his, smiling playfully. "Let's."

Dax led her out of the bar and to the curb. He hailed a cab for them. They both got in and Dax gave the cab driver his address. He lived in a luxury condo and she smiled at him as they got out. Dax led her to the elevator and pulled her in pinning her against the elevator wall. He pushed the button for his floor then moved in on her. He kissed up and down her neck, his hands roaming all over.

"Easy Tiger," she said smiling. "You don't want to ruin your pants in an elevator do you?"

He shook his head and as soon as the elevator chimed Dax pulled her out and into his apartment. She giggled and pushed him back onto his couch. He pulled her down so she was straddling him. 

"Shirt off," she demanded in a sultry voice.

Dax obeyed and ripped his shirt off. Within the time it took Dax to take his shirt off she held a Mystic .357 pointed at his chest. He sat there wide eyed staring at her waiting for her to do something. She slid off his lap. "What do you know about the testing Valkyra is doing?" she asked.

Dax smiled. "You think I'm going to tell you?"

She smirked. "Yes you will or you will end up like your buddies."

Dax shook his head. She aimed the Mystic at his thigh and fired a shot. He screamed and fell to the floor a gaping hole in his thigh. "Should we try this again?" she asked.

"Fuck you bitch," Dax shouted at her. He tried to pick himself up off the ground. 

"Now let's try this again," she said as she put her heel into the hole in his thigh forcing him back down.

Dax screamed in pain but he still didn't say anything. She aimed the Mystic at his privates smiling. "If you don't tell me what I want to know then I will freeze and shatter your heart," she said this time her voice held no emotion.

"You-You can't k-kill me with i-ice," Dax stuttered. She raised her eyebrow at him. "I'm a vampire."

She laughed. Her laugh sounded amused and sinister. She fired a shot just below his privates just barely missing them. Then she noticed a wet spot on his pants. "Ah, did him make a mess on his whittle self?" She mocked him. "I will light your heart on fire and turn to ash."

Dax his eyes were wide with that comment. "You are Obsidian Butterfly," he stated realization finally setting in. She was the most feared person in the city. She killed brutally with no remorse.

She smiled and said, "Ignis Cor."

Dax screamed as his chest felt like it was on fire. "They were trying to make a hybrid but all their tests have failed with the females," he yelled at her.

She sighed she already knew that. "Anything else?" she asked.

"That's all i know. I swear," Dax whimper. "Chad knew more."

"To bad," she said as she trained her eyes onto him. 

"Let me live. Please," he begged.

She shook her head. "Cinis."

His screams got louder and then they suddenly stopped his eyes wide. She knelt down next to his body and carved out a butterfly on his chest. She used the skin as the outline and cut everything else away. Once she was done you could see through the wings and body to where his heart should have been but all that was there was ash.