Next Contestant [Azazel]

[Julien Frost]

When Julien heard the rumors of his old friend had been in town all this time. That’s right the big bad Azazel had been staying in Miami for quite some time now. Once he had heard the name, Julien had quickly begun getting information on him. he kept his search quite as he wanted to surprise the vampire. They had only been a few years apart in siring, but Julien always felt drawn towards the man. A sort of rivalry had formed between them, being such old vampires they had run into each other in the past. For all Julien knew they were two very close friends. That was far from the truth though as Azazel had clearly shown hatred towards the younger vampire.

As said before it hadn’t taken too long to find out where he was hiding. He had run into a few of Azazel’s little henchmen and had…persuaded them into talking. Of course they wouldn’t be talking any time soon as they had definitely made him cranky, so the vampire killed them. With his new information he planned out his meeting carefully. He would attack in the evening, so that there would be little security as possible to handle. I mean it wasn’t like he was going to kill the vampire, he just wanted to pop in, say hello, and offer any services he might be able to give.

He wore his usual vampire attire. Dressing in black jeans that fit tightly around his legs showing off the muscular curves. He wore a sleeveless black shirt that had a V-neckline. On his arms he had several pairs of black leather bands that circled around his muscles. His hair was kept in its usual style, a pho-hawk. As the night fell he began to get slightly antsy as to what was to come. Getting more and more excited by the minute.

Finally when the moon arose, and the sun was gone from view he stepped out into the night. The dusk filled sky was beautiful as the purple and blue colors mixed. Julien quickly began to make his way towards the home of Azazel. For his plan to work he had to hurry his way so as to run into less guards. When he reached the mansion, Julien was extremely happy to see only two guards. This was going to be too easy. Making his way towards the entrance the two guards approaching him he quickly began to maneuver around them. Their insesant attempts at attacking him though were starting to piss Julien off. When the first vampire tried grabbing him he quickly side stepped, grabbed the right hand and pulled it around his back tightly, then throwing him at he door. when the body hit the door he slammed right through. Crashing into the main hall. Now it was time for the second vampire. Quickly side stepping once more he performed a quick round house kick followed by a round of rapid punches. When the vampire fell to the floor Julien kneeled down a devilish smile on his face as he whispered into the man’s ear “bored now” and snapped his neck causing him to dust on the porch.

Walking into the house he had a dark smile on his face. Shouting out loud hearing his words echo “SHUGAH DADDY, I’m Homeeeee!” a wicked laugh came out of his mouth as he continued to walk forward. Stepping over the fragmented door and unconscious henchman. What a waist Julien thought as he continued deeper into the large home. “Oh come now Azazel, I’m just here to play… didn’t you miss me one bit?” a small innocent grin came across his face. Seeing a small couch he walked over to it, and decided to kick his feet up and relax. Lying back on the couch, his eyes still open keeping watch for his deer old friend to arrive.

[Azazel]

Gripping the young girl's leg tightly- tight enough to instantly show signs of a broise, he caressed his tongue down the side of her neck, before yanking her blonde hair back and sinking his fangs into her soft, oh so luscious neck. The feeling was intense, and her blood was as sweet as he had expected. He continued pulling the blood from her soft neck, before he heard a loud crash. He paused, mid bite, pulling his teeth out of the young girl, who was still alive, but showing fatal signs of injury. He slid his fingers through her hair almost instictively, as he listened and heard the familiar yell. He sighed at the words the man was yelling. Why did this have to happen, right now?

He tossed the girl to the ground, wiping the dripping blood off of his lips, before signalling for the two vampires to have their way with the girl. She was young and beautiful, but the taste only lasted so long and then he became bored. However for the young vampires, she was a treat, even if already tasted. They never cared for that, they didn't understand the intensity related with draining a victim and the power that they possessed. It disgusted him that all they cared about was having a meal. Apparently it was too difficult to teach the young generation proper table manners too, as he glanced back at the two vampires, fighting over her like animals, feeding on her as if they were starving.

He walked down to the balcony, seeing the man he had hoped he would never have to see again. The glare on his face remained unchanged, as he looked the man up and down. Same look, better looking clothes though. And judging by his overly-annoying yelling and nicknames, still the same personality. He looked down at the floor, noticing that a battle had occured. He sighed, before finally speaking. "Julien." He stated bluntly, not showing little care in the man just forcing his way into his manor. "Apparently centuries hasn't taught you manners. Didn't you ever learn to clean up your messes?" He walked down the circular stairs, not taking his eyes off of the man. He growled when he saw that Julien's feet were perched on his couch. A prized and expensive one, at that. "And I thought you would have learnt some class since we last encountered eachother. You might want to not look so cosy over there, if you know what is good for you." Miami really seemed to be the city of familiar faces. Though unlike Logan, this familiar face wasn't a face he wanted to be familiar.

He walked over to the unconscious vampire on the floor, pulling him up by the hair to reveal his face. "Hmm...It interests me to know why you didn't make this one a pile of dust as well? Did you realize you made too much of a mess, already?" The gaze didn't disappear from Julien, however after a few moments he turned to the vampire entering. "Go and fetch our guest a drink. I'd hate for him to think that my hospitality is nothing but welcoming." He walked closer to Julien, pacing around the room softly. "What brings you inside my home, Julien? Did you think I would not have let you in, if you knocked? You know I don't like surprises. Unless you have forgotton that, too."

[Julien Frost]

Oh dear was Azazel angry. Could he be upset with Julien in some way. His words were blunt… cruel, cold almost. Oh how he had missed this man so. His words caused the vampire to smile a menacingly evil smile. “Centuries… my deer comrade, are enough time to tell me that when making an entrance… you should try to make it as big as possible.” Julien laughed a little, as his chest ached in pleasure. Looking back over the man Julien could tell Azazel was pissed. His cold stare though never welcoming, now had a hint of ferocity. His mind must be going ragged with disappointment.

“As for class, well my dear Azazel class is just simply boring. But if it’s any consolation I am sorry.” he quickly removed from his feet from the couch, sitting up. “Though it hasn’t been that long has it… what it’s been 100-120 odd years since we last played. Don’t you miss those old days, such fun we used to have? How exciting the world could be. When Azazel moved over the ruble a satisfied smirk came across the vampires face. He found pleasure in making this man feel uncomfortable. Oh the joys he would have with his old friend.

“Well I had thought that he might give me another round before you arrived. He did attack me after all, I was just defending myself. As for the second… well he annoyed me so I dusted him without a second look. You came rather quickly though my dear Azazel… why is that, were you up? I hope I did not disturb your breakfast.” Getting up he made his way over towards the older vampire. “Oh thank you Azazel, I was beginning to feel parched.” Julien watched the new vampire enter and then leave just as quickly as he had come. “And do not fear my dearest demon; I would never think that you were unwelcoming, as you are truly one of my oldest friends.” A dark smile spread across his face as he came closer to the vampire.

“As for why I am here, let’s just say I have been in town for a little while, and well when I heard that you had been in town I was very much astonished. I of course had to come see you…. After all it would have been rude to not say hello to a friend.” He was circling the older vamp now. Quite surprised at the fact he wouldn’t have guessed that he had come to say hello. “Don’t worry dearest demon… I don’t bite, well at least i don't bite our kind I mean.” He smirked back at the vampire; they were nearly a match in age, Azazel being not much then a few years apart. The energy they created together was nearly overwhelming. After all it is not common that you have two such old entities in the same room starring one another down.