So, after I left Tine’s the other night, ya know after I jus’ happened to mention that I found out that she wasn’t my cousin, I went to the Pits.
I suppose I better mention also, that while she was restin’ after her fight with Abby, that would be the one punch each, I took that fuckin’ Demon Box with me to place back in the hidden room that we found.
Now ya might wonder why I did that. Well, for one thing, I know Tine don’t really wanna give it up an’ that kinda concerns me. An’ two, cause of reason one, I know she will come lookin’ for it an’ me an’ seein’ she knows me so well she will know to come here.
Why do I want her to come to the Pits, that’s kinda obvious ain’t it. I wanna show her this book, the one that told me that we ain’t related after all. A book written by Vampires, when they ruled the Pits. A record of the Pack, births an’ deaths, records of potential fighters, of cubs born to fightin’ parents. Fuck it was like we were all manufactured from a breedin’ program. No wonder they thought nothin’ of takin’ us from one set of parents an’ givin’ us to another to get the best result.
But now I’m in control an’ this is gonna turn around, well for the vamps anyway. Now I’m gonna use the Pits as a front. Still the fightin’, but not to the death. Still the the bettin’ but on a fair fight with willin’ fighters from all forms, fae, were or shifter.
The only twist is that the vamps will think this is a low key operation, which means they will leave us alone. Fuck they are stupid, cause…… an’ as I start to laugh. Guess what I’m gonna get Tine to sell outta that hidden room……….