Underworld Dominic Scene - For Friend

Note: Ok, you don't have to like, have an explanation for this one... if you've read my fight scene thing. Ok, basically, all you need to know is that Dominic is the leader of the coven Aarysine rolls with... so yeah, if u've read the other one, this one should be NOOOOOOOO problemo. ok, enjoy pplz.

Though my body wanted to bleed the retreating lycan dry, I controlled myself, letting him go, so that the only survivor could report to Lucian about the demon that was coming. I tried to control my emotions, knowing that if I revealed any weakness, the others would probably act upon it. And even though no one was there to see me break down, I still concealed it, having made a habit of hiding my true feelings when it comes to love. I restricted my mind to only thinking of the work at hand, and realized that it was about time I figured out what the hell it was that werewolf shot into Gerard. I walked towards a random pile of clothing, reached in, and found one of the glowing pistols I had become so engrossed with earlier, and without a second thought, I turned, crouched down, placing my hand on the asphalt, and vaulted into the air, landing atop the apartment building I had dived from earlier. I sprinted across the top of the building, seeming to run forever, until I caught sight of the aproaching edge, and turned sideways, sliding off of the apartment, landing evenly on my bike. And without even thinking of the time, or whether or not I would even make it back to the Coven before dawn, I sped down the road, taking all the back streets until I saw the top of the Coven's mansion protruding from the trees. I flew through the gates, ignoring the guard dogs stantioned in front of the mansion. Mostly they were for keeping vampires in, not for making sure that lycans stayed out. I parked my bike, and continued on way to the front of the Coven, bursting through the doors onto the still on-going party. Vampiresses looked up at me in digust, probably thinking my actions "unlady-like". But since when did savagely ripping into peoples' throats ever become "lady-like" behavior? I ignored the stares, and made my way up the staircase, following halls, searching for Dominic's private office. Just as I had suspected, he was standing at the window, staring furiously at my parked bike. He turned as I walked from the doorway and into the room, a look demonic fury spread on his face. "Where the hell have you been?" He questioned ferociously. But before he could continue with his badgering, I threw the glowing gun onto his desk, and glared angrily at him, never letting the line of sight waver. Dominic stared back for a moment, but seemed to give up nervously, and turned the attention towards the gun. "What the hell is this?" "I don't know," I started, "You're the war-hero, you tell me." I stared sarcastically at Dominic's smirking expression, and watched as he picked the gun up from its place at his desk, and sat down in his chair, staring pointedly at the pistol and the blue light it still radiated. "Eject the mag..." I ordered impatiently, figuring that as clever as Dominic was supposed to be, it was amazing he couldn't figure that much out. Dominic did so, and without even looking at the shining, blue bullets, held the mag out infront of him, allowing a good look for both him and me. It took me only a moment to interpret his actions. "You already knew?!" Dominic sighed, and placed the gun down on his desk, raising his palm to his forehead, massaging the creases just above his furrowed brow. "Why didn't you tell any of us? Do you have any idea what that would've changed? YOU SELFISH BASTARD!!!" I swung my arm, enforcing all the super-human strength I could muster, but my strike was instantly stopped as Dominic raised his hand in an immediate reaction. He held onto my arm, circling the desk until he stood only inches from my face. But even though my attack was blocked, the anger could still be seen in my expression as my eyes shined bluer and bluer, lightening as my impatience and fury grew. Dominic leaned in close to my face, smirking, knowing the torment I felt in his presence. "I announced it tonight, at the party. You remembered the party didn't you? Of course you did, you just didn't care. You were too busy getting your friends killed." My teeth grew rapidly, and my eyes glowed a blinding blue. For a moment, Dominic was allowed a look of fear before I raised my other arm, my vampiric claws lengthened, and sliced through Dominic's jacket, cutting long slashes across the wrist of the arm still clinging to mine. He instantly released, growling in pain, his eyes starting to turn the same blue mine always seemed to be. I, not even allowing Dominic's body to properly react to the first attack, struck my hand across Dominic's right cheek, sending the same slices through the tissues of his face. Dominic kept his head turned in the direction of the blow, his mouth twitching, he began to snarl. As he turned back to face me, he raised his now healing arm to catch the blood dripping from his face. Dominic's brow furrowed into a deadly glare, and he began to wince as his facial wounds started to close, ending the healing process. He then attacked in turn, seamlessly grabbing my right arm, twirling me around until he was able to pin both my arms behind me. He pushed my body against the desk, leaning onto my back, pinning my arms behind me even more securely, and started to breath tormentingly down my neck. "Nothing goes unnoticed by ME!!!" Dominic breathed into my ear, pausing for effect inbetween his rasps for breath. "That's what you think..." I grunted, still using sarcasm to cover my struggling against Dominic's powerful grasp. He pushed me harder still into the desk, bruising my abdomen momentarily. "What do you mean?!" Dominic rasped hoarsely, spit flying from his mouth as he spoke, his lust starting to get the best of him. "Well, for instance..." I started, already beginning to smile from Dominic's defeat. "You still havn't realized..." I paused, my and Dominic's bodies both growing simultaneously still. I opened my eyes, my teeth lengthening once again, and snarled. "That I think you're a gay fag!!!" I planted my feet firmly on the ground, and wrenched my head back quickly into Dominic's, sending him falling backwards into a chair, angrily clutching his bleeding nose all the while. "Stay the hell away from me, or I'll break more than just your nose!!!" I grabbed the pistol and its mag, and began to storm from the room, when Dominic shouted out one last plea for my attention. "If you want to know who it was responsible for your precious Gerard's death, come back when you're ready to apologize." I rolled my eyes in response, already beginning to feel the need to break another of Dominic's limbs. "I already know who killed HIM! My advice to you is to stop trying to make deals, and stay the hell out of my way!!!" Dominic ran his hand across the brim of his nose, letting the blood drip to his index finger, that he then rubbed across his pale lips. "I figured you knew WHO did it, but do you know where to find him?" I then turned, my interest clipped, though it only lasted for a moment. Despite the fact that I sincerely wanted to know, I continued on my way out of the room, letting Dominic's last words echo not only down the empty halls of the Coven's mansion, but also in my mind. "That's right Aarysine! I know where Lucian's going! When you're ready to find out, come back and we'll see if we can work something out."