[Chapter Number| Three]
[Chapter's Title|A show about to start]
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"Welcome fellow elite folks-"

A loud laugh disrupts the eerie silence. "Ava." Virgil looks at the eldest with a blank face as she crackle.

"Elite folks! You couldn't come up with anything better?"

"How am I suppose to call them?"

"I don't know. Maybe fellow vampires?"

"That is too rude."

"Um. Welcome elites! Oh, or um, people!"

"Ava, no."

"Go ask dad, he usually host this type of events."

"He told me I have to come up with my own line."

"Gee... Try being more serious? You can ask that nerdy guy with glasses."

"Logan."

"Yeah, your boyfriend."

"We are not dating! And he will probably date Patton, they are crushing so hard on each other."

"Right? I swear I don't push them and make them kiss because I care about my arm." She giggles.

"What new blackmail- I mean gossip do you have about them?"

The blond smirks. "Lots."

"Are you not going to tell?"

"Oh, right. What story have I not told you? Ah, the time the Roman Empire fell because of a little water." Virgil only nods as the gossip queen next to Remy spills all the tea about his best friends and even passes him a few pictures with the moments she manage to photograph.

The voice of their mother caught them unexpectedly. "Have you come up with a welcoming line?"

The two sibling froze as they quickly send their phone a glance at the time. Midnight in Florida, and 9pm in Las Vegas.

"Shoot!" Virgil hurries to the stage and proceeds to continue coming up with a few ways to welcome the crowd as the current host.

"Welcome to our usual sell of the year guys, gals, and non-binary pals!"

"Cut!" His sister screams before he can spill another line. "You are using that!"

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The loud gasp Patton suddenly emits makes Roman recoil from his position about to fall asleep while Logan shuts his book close. "What is it Patton?" The two ask, one with sleep washing over his words and the other far more sharply than he intends.

"My kiddo is awake. He replied to my earlier text!"

"Isn't your phone suppose to be off?"

"I am using Airplane Mode."

"How is your phone receiving text?"

"Um..."

"Patton, I require your phone."

"No."

"No cookies while we are in the trip then." Patton whines as he hands his phone to Logan.

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"Is everything ready?" A groggy Virgil asks as he fixes his suit from any wrinkle.

"It should be." His sister yawns as she helps him put on his makeup. "Are you excited?" She asks.

"Anxious."

"Well, it's our first time conducting the show." She offers him a smile and the make-up pallet.

"What about you?" Virgil asks as he begins to apply the make-up in the eldest.

"Shivering with excitement, I guess." Virgil emits an understanding sound before grabbing the rest of the make-up amd finishing the look.

"Damn, if we weren't sibling and you were straight I will be marrying you only for your make-up skills!" The youngest giggles. "That isn't true love, it's love for the skills of the person."

"Fuck you."

"I pass." The youngest walks out of the room and grabs the first mug he finds and fills it with coffee. No cream nor sugar, simply black coffee.

"I swear you got your grandmother's taste! Boiling hot and bitter." His father says as he watches in horror as his youngest finishes the drink.

"It was boiling?"

His father deadpans, "Yes, it was." Before sighing. "Run along, you need to get in stage and welcome everyone. I hope you have your welcoming line ready."

"Yup, that is done." Virgil forces a welcoming smile as the host of the event. His father stands before walking towards him and gently helps him fix his smile, eliminating the clear fakeness. The youngest gives a nod before running towards the stage, feeling the caffeine quickly kicking in and mixing with the adrenaline.

It was going to be great!

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Forget that, it wasn't.

As he waltzes in the entrance welcoming the many guests that enter his eyes widen in shock as he recognises three fellow guesses. His heart suffocates itself as he pretends he is out of pamphlets and about to get more.

"Boss, is something wrong?" Sleep asks as he leans in the table containing the pamphlets. Deceit glances at him in genuine worry from the pamphlet.

"Why did they come here?" He tries to be as quiet as possible.

"Who?" Deceit asks as he places the pamphlet flat on the table, a sharp look of danger washing over his features. He was willing to kill at that very moment.

"Your boyfriend's brother-"

"Ah, those three."

"Yeah."

"Damn babe, you are screw. They know you better than anyone."

Deceit snaps his fingers in realization as he pulls a fancy yellow mask from his pocket. "Don't put this on, Anx, and go with Sleep."

Virgil scans the mask for a second before putting it on. Sleep after having send a text to his own boyfriend, Emile, telling him he was about to help a gal get out a sticky situation by pretending to be their boy ー wraps an arm around the waist of the youngest. The leader grabs a bunch of pamphlets before walking to the entrance with his taught poise. His voice taking a deeper tone to befit his mob boss character. Sleep helps distributing the pamphlets while pretending to be quite the charming boyfriend.

"I will be hoping you can find a great purchase for the night." He charmingly smiles at the moving crowd which send him a falling competitive smile.

"Welcome-." He starts but freezes as he locks eyes with Patton who silently seem almost sick about going in. His partner, Sleep, notices his anxiety, but he manages to unfreeze quickly.

"Are you quite alright, my dear?" He asks as he leans to match height, his 13-inch high heel clearly adding a few too many inches."You seem...sick? Would you like my partner to escort you for some water or to the nurse?"

"I-I'm fine."

"Are you sure, girl? You don't have to lie, we don't bite."

"I will assume you don't indulge in such an activity since a single incidence could cost you the whole bussiness."

"Loga-"

"Ah, you clearly are fresh meat." Virgil's eyes shine in fake excitement. "Sleep, please bring the dear fellow a cup of water." He cups his hands together adding to the illusion of a clueless little romatic boyfriend. The command was follow without any refutation. "Please allow me to present in a few safety rules. You should never say your own name in here, please refer to each other by code names, and be polite dearlets. We have a zero fighting tolerance between potential customers." He smiles as Sleep returns with a cup fill with water and gives it to Patton.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome babe."

Virgil gives Logan a pamphlet and allows the to walk in after a verification check.

"I did it." He writes in Sleep's palm with a goofy smile as his anxiety slowly washes away.

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"Hey Logic-"

"Logic?"

"The guy at the door did say we should go by nicknames."

"So we are going by our childhood code names when playing spies."

"Wait we used Logic?"

"Yep."

"I often question our name choices back as kids."

"Anyways, didn't the guy at the door look like our stormcloud?"

"Hey, yeah you are right."

"While I will agree there are factors that go against your theory."

"I mean yeah, I am not going to argue with you about the fact that the guy was clearly taller, had a deeper voice, and a boyfriend."

"Body language as well. He didn't seem to present any signs of anxiety."

A snake silently hisses as he hears the name of his boss misuse. His hand gently resting on his gun, barely applying any pressure to make it noticeable.

The show was about to begin.

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Elite (Pure) Vampires [2]
Because of their lack of human blood, some of these types of vampires see themself on top of humans and hold no damn care about them. It's this type of vampires that buys humans from corporations involving in abuse. In a more vulgar way, they are the fucking jerks that give no damn about killing and will willing indulge in torture for pleasure. It's also stereotype due to the ways these vampires have establish themselves.

Human Illegal Selling[1]
The common facilities that engage in the common activity only search for quick money. It's common for them to starve their victims and feed from them as torture. It had been discover a variety of these illegal places indulge in various degrees of abuse. Lots have shown the crowd grusome and creative blood slaughters.