"Your house?", Rosalie echoed, looking at Russia, smiling unconsciencly despite the situation, "Where might that be? I mean", she said, "How far away is it?" She looked down, hoping t hide the blush that was slowly spreading across her cheeks. "Wherever it is, we need to get going, before he decides to attack our room too."

((Hey, can I play the wolf too? =o That'd be cool if he and Russia could like duel in the lobby. =3 )) 

(Sure. :3)

He tilted his head slightly.

"Uh..Not too far,"  He then turned and went for the elevator.  "I'll take the stairs, pile in," He said, makign sure Rosalie was in the elevator, and rushed for the fire-escape.

Rosalie got in the elevator before Russia gave instructions, and tried to stop him from going the other way, but was hindered by the other models hurrying to get in to the small compartment. "No!", she screamed, once she realized why they were in such a hurry. As the doors closed, she saw the wolf, his coat matted with blood, his teeth tinted red, chase after Russia. She tried to halt their closing, to run after her bodyguaurd, but when her hand shot out, all she felt was cold steel.

The wolf hurried down the hallway, following Russia's distinctive smell. He saw the girls all scramble in to the elevator, and the Vampire went down the stairs. He followed Russia, mouth foaming for another taste of revenge against his blood enemy, and the  only one hindering him from killing Rosalie. He came upon him in the lobby, tackling the vampire from behind, rolling him over and placing a claw against his throat, growling menacingly.

The elevator chimed and opened, but the girls remained in it, seeing that the lobbby wasn't safe. All of them but Rosalie who stepped, out, her face paling to a ghostly white at the scene. 

Russia didn't move, not even raising his hands to struggle, a calm ex
pression on his face as his neck, chest and face was rippsed apart, blood spatterign everywhere, feeling intense agony, that he refused to show, allowing the monster to rip his body to shreads.

(He's got a trick up his sleeve. XD)

Russia was regenerating already as he had taken the tiem to hurt throw Rosalie.

"Big mistake,"  He said with a smirk, as he grabbed the wolf.  He took a gun he always carried with him, and shot up at the celing.  He hit a very large chadelier,that came tumblign down on the both of them, gl*censored* shards flying everywhere, but meraculously avoiding Rosalie, hitting everywhere except.

Rosalie uncontiously threw her arms arround Russia, amazed that he was alive. She recoiled a second later, blushing heavily. "How is it possible that you are still alive? I saw him tear you to shreds, and that that fell on top of you..." She gestured to the remains of the chandelier that still lay atop the wolf. "I'm just glad that you're alive, although we we get out of this, I need to ask you about something."

The wolf as well awoke soon after the incident, shoving the metal frame away from the group. He growled menacingly and charged Rosalie, knocking her to the ground. He pinned her to the floor, holding a claw under the tender flesh of her chin, looking at Russia and said, "You shouldn't have underestimated me. You might have survived, but she won't for long." He remained in that position, waiting to see how the vampire would react. What he did next would all depend on it. 

"Russia...", Rosalie breathed, feeling the sharp talon against her chin, seeing the bloodsoaked werewolf looming above her. She cast her glance twoards the bodyguard, basically shirtless sitting there, still recovering from the incident. 

((Just FYI, I was planning for either Russia to rescue her, or the wolf to turn her into a werewolf as well. That would be an interesting plot twist. )) 

(Well, what do you want to do? XD  I was thinkign he'd save her, and then he's turn her in the later, or wound her to the point where Russia would have to save her via turning her herself into a vampy.)

"Yes?"  He said to her question, his cheecks not even tinmged with color.  But that was how it was.  He had no blood after all.  When the wolf had charged at Rosaliy a manacing animal-like growl eminated form the normally emotionless man. 

"Do you dare question the abilities of a full-fledged vampire?"  He questioned standing up, flawless features into a grimace, as he took a gun out.  It was a new gun that neigther has seen before. 

"One silver bullet is all it takes.  Even if you touch her, I'll kill you,"  He said, then smirked.  He never smirked.  "I can kill you before you even knew what was going on.  Now, if you walk away..."  He said, cocking the gun

(Your call, May.XD)

((That would work too. XD ))

 "Don't worry.", The wolf growled, grinning, "I won't kill her. You will." He slashed his claw across her wrist, severing the veins. Blood poured from the wound. Knowing that Russia was a vampire, the wolf decided that the model was doomed no matter what happened. HE lept from her and dashed out the front doors, leaving Rosalie to die. 

"A vampire, that's what you are?", Rosalie asked once the beast had left, her voice strained, her face contorted in pain. "So that's why your eyes flashed red." She grasped her bleeding wrist, knowing that this would probably be the last thing she ever saw. If Russia truely was a vampire, than she was done for. Everyone knew that the scent of human blood was all a vampire needed to make them hungry.

He growled, kneeling at her side, lookign at her wrist.  "I will kill him for tyhat,"  He saighed, knowing she had already lost too much blood to be saved by a hospital.

"This is the only thing I can do for you, to save you,"  He wispered, sadness being painfully visible on his sdharp features, and he lifted her head a litt,e and rested her upper body on his  knee's, so it was more comfortable for her, and leaned down, sinking his fangs into her neck.

"I'm soirry...But I have to,"  He mumbled.

He growled, kneeling at her side, lookign at her wrist.  "I will kill him for tyhat,"  He saighed, knowing she had already lost too much blood to be saved by a hospital.

"This is the only thing I can do for you, to save you,"  He wispered, sadness being painfully visible on his sdharp features, and he lifted her head a litt,e and rested her upper body on his  knee's, so it was more comfortable for her, and leaned down, sinking his fangs into her neck.

"I'm soirry...But I have to,"  He mumbled.

He growled, kneeling at her side, lookign at her wrist.  "I will kill him for tyhat,"  He saighed, knowing she had already lost too much blood to be saved by a hospital.

"This is the only thing I can do for you, to save you,"  He wispered, sadness being painfully visible on his sdharp features, and he lifted her head a litt,e and rested her upper body on his  knee's, so it was more comfortable for her, and leaned down, sinking his fangs into her neck.

"I'm soirry...But I have to,"  He mumbled.

He looked at her, his face filled with regret, as he spoke the words he dreaded.

"...Yes..."

He set her down gently, and stood up, starign at the debre and blood.  "I failed you, Rosalie, and I'm sorry,"  He said for once using her ful name.  He was so unemotional, but now he wished he were completely dear.

"He couldn't kill me,"  He said lookign down.

"But you'll never be typical.  You'll never walk in the day.  You'll never be able to do half the thigns you could.  I consider my job failed,"  He said, lookign to the elevator.  Somethign was wrong.  There was a small red light flashign next to the arrow, and the arrow was facing downward instead of on any number.

"...I think they got crushed,"  He said.

"...I will still stay by your side to protect you.  But I am no longer accpeting payment,"  He explained, then walked back over to the fire-escape.

"We need to see if those model's are safe"