The Unknown

I find myself alone, Lucifer and Belial apparently have business to deal with. While they do, I am told I can't leave this old crusty house. I'm about to scream, I get they don't want me hurt, but I'm a vampire, not a weak mortal anymore. Why can't they understand that?

Pacing my room, I think of things I can do. I'm bored of being inside, but if I try to leave, there are enough of Lucifer and Belial's guards here now to stop me. I walk to the door, swing it open watching as he bangs against the wall.

Oliver jumps, and I smirk, for a vampire, he is awfully jumpy!

"Grab some of your guys, I want to play." My words taunt him, and he whitens.

"Please, don't! Lucifer will kill me, and it won't be quick!" He looks sickened.

"Just get them, or I will tell Lucifer you made me cry." My smile widens and he nods walking off. Walking to the kitchen I sit down, a few minutes pass before he and four others come in and stand with me.

"Okay, so what is your plan?" Oliver asks.

"I want to play, and