Brielle felt a tad bit nervous as she approached The Grand Sentinus, but she knew she had to. "Sir?" she said in a gentle tone, stepping up to him. "I don't know if you've heard of me... I'm Brielle Creveaux... I was the girl that kissed your cheek instead of your hand when you were in Hogsmeade delivering your speach about your Family."

He placed up a hand to hush her like she was a giggling school girl. THen he smiled. "My title is Grand. Address me as Your Grandness or Sire from now on."

He had to clear that bit up. He was sitting at the top of the Colosseum on a black throne, a stool was next to him and he gestured to it.

"What you did in Hogsmeade was a bold move," he said gently, "you are a risk taker." His tone was passive he had not let on whether he approved of dissaproved.

"I am," she said with a light smile. "And that's sort of why I'm here... I want to offer you my full alliegence. And also...to offer myself to you fully. No matter what it is you need." She took another step toward him and swallowed the lump that was in her throat. She was hoping this would work the right way.

She took a deep breath and leaned in to kiss his cheek once again. "Whatever it is that you need..."

Again he looked passive. He played thick: "You already have, you've joined the family." Although he knew she was talking about sordid deeds behind closed doors. Brielle indeed was a young girl, just how he liked them. Sentinus like to indulge in perverse things, of course no one knew this and Brielle was willing.

She shook her head. "I don't mean that Sire. I have... I have many talents." She didn't mean it in the sexual sense, though she knew that was how it sounded. "I have been doing magic since I was very little... I'm sure you've heard of my parents. Aurelie and Jean Creveaux..." They were a very dark pair, and she was sure he'd heard of them.

"My magic is dark I know...I want to learn from you, and in return I will do whatever you ask of me." She was still very close to him. "I know I'm only 15, but I am willing to learn, and very willing to try whatever is necessary."

"Yes," he said in a fatherly tone, "I see." His blue eyes became bluer as he gazed into hers. "I possess magic that the Dark Lord could not have imagined. You shall maybe learn some. After, as you say - what you are willing to do."

He kissed her on the forehead. It was too early to open his doors for his inner desires just yet. He loved nothing more than to pleasure girls so they would never again be satisfied by any other man. He watched them waste away because living was not worth it without him. Then there was mutilation, pleasure through the disfigurement of bright, pretty girls. Ah yes, he said to himself, bliss.

Her heart was racing. There was an option yes...she wasn't sure she wanted to do it, but then decided that this was just the right moment. She tilted her head up and stood on her tiptoes, touching lips with him. She didn't kiss, just stood there, so he could decide where to take this. 'Please don't be angry....' she thought loudly.

Sentinus wrapped his hand around her neck and held her firm in semi enstranglement. With his Elder Wand he cut her dress free. He did not kiss her but remained in the position.

"Boldness is sometimes unwise," he said at once, too early, too soon she had been. Again with his wand on her chest he moved it around, as if drawing. Where it moved it produced shallow cuts in her skin. He drew lions and birds on her, pressing in harder in places.

((OOC: Okay, that was SOOO GODDING right there. SO godding!!))

Being so used to torture, Brielle almost found this pleasurable. She didn't wince, and never once moved her eyes from his. "And sometimes it buts you right where you wanted to be in the first place." Her voice was very calm, and didn't twitch.

OOC: It was but is it even worth pretending Brielle has a choice now? lol. "Sentinus aimed a curse that would take off her dress" is just bloated lol.

BIC:

He sucked away all the dripping blood from the cuts into his mouth then kissed her mouth and allowed the blood to pour into it. He pulled away after several minuted allowing the remaining blood to spill on the floor.

"Those cuts will never heal," he said like he was her dad, concerned and upset. "Unless I will them to." But he made no motion with his wands. "Wear those cuts with pride. Every time you come to me I will heal and draw something new, maybe I will draw in new places, maybe i will cut deeper, maybe here." he rubbed her cheeks with his hands.

Brielle whimpered into his mouth, opening obediantly.

After he finished speaking, Brielle simply nodded, not looking fearful at all, as she wasn't. She knew he wouldn't kill her. "I wear them with pride already Sire," she said, nodding to him. "I will do whatever you want from me, and that is a promise. When do I begin my learning?"

"You already have, you have learned obedience. The greatest skill you can learn." He projected an image into her mind of a little girls body, carved with blood drawings but these were dead. "That is one who did not obey."

"The second skill you shall learn is secrecy," he projected another image into her mind, several dead bodies. "Those who almost betrayed me," he smiled like he has just announced she had won an award.

"You do not discuss the more important aspects of our meeting with anyone. Not even young Tyrin. For his destiny is not your destiny. He shall be cut into, in time. I am still assessing him." Being cut into seemed to be a huge deal to him. "But you may freely say you have been marked by Sentinus, for to be marked means a great deal to many in the Family. It is a sign of honour. Only a select few are marked"

"I shall teach you three type of magic. The first magic will be conceal you as good as any invisibility cloak. The second magic will enable you to modify a few features of yourself."

His eye colour changed from blue to brown then back to blue. "The third is the best and is a secret until that time."

AGG WRONG ACCOUNT

Brielle nodded and looked down. "If he asks? Because he sees me naked often..." She didn't look ashamed, as she didn't know shame anymore. She licked her lips and looked up at him. "I am very excited to get the chance to learn such great things from you Sire. Know that I am at your beck and call."

"Yes I do, I am the Grand Sentinus. I rule every living thing on this earth." A ladie bird came to his hand, "from the tiny insect," He crushed it in his hand. "To the human being," he moved towards her and slashed his hand across her face then stroked her head gentley.

"I can do anything and everything - why? Because I can."

"As for Tyrin, show him - it will inspire him to do well in the Family. As you shall do. Those close to The Sentinus will all do well. Obey."

He waited for her to kiss his cheek formally then leave. The meeting was over.

Brielle leaned in and kissed his lips firmly, instead of his cheek, and turned, walking out the door. When she reached the outside, she placed a hand to her cheek with one bloody hand. "Soon I'll be strong..I'll be worthy of everything he has to give me..." She took a deep breath and began walking her way back to school.

Grand Sentinus watched her leave with hawk like eyes. He waved his wand to summon his house elf Zephyr.

"Zephyr!" He called out.

Zephyr had been out in the forbidden forest, tracking the werewolf Kiley. He was being summoned. He abandoned his current mission, and with a snap of his fingers, he returned to The House. He apparated into his master's room. "Grand Sentinus? What do you require of Zephyr? Zephyr was very close to the werewolf filth... Zephyr was... Does Master have a new mission for Zephyr?"

"Where is the werewolf filth?" He said slowly, "clean up the blood while you answer then I have a small task for you to do. It appears that this girl thinks she can learn from me." He smiled, knowing Zephyr would find this amusing as well, "She thinks she can impress me with bold moves. I shall teach her nothing other than the cuts in her skin. No one learns my secrets. NO ONE!"

His anger rose then subsided. "The werewolf?"

"The werewolf Kiley Stewart, Grand Sentinus. Zephyr has spotted her at Hogwarts School... The filth they allow into that school..." He paused looking at the pool of blood on the floor. He began mopping it up with a towel he conjured up, then with a snap, the blood was gone. Zephyr cackled as his master told him of this girl, "Foolish girl... No one is better than you Grand Sentinus... She doesn't deserve to be in your presence, Master... Grand Sentinus... What do you require of Zephyr... Zephyr lives to do your bidding."

"I am a God," He looked into a mirror and loved every part of himself: a Grand Master, cunning beyond reason, handsome - he was the best person in the world. He could spend the entire day infront of that mirror, admiring everything he had achieved. But why settle - next year he could look into the mirror again to see an improvement on perfection.

"And a God I shall remain. Not even that little wreck can steal my powers. She's fifteen and thinks her little head can cope with such big ideas." He smiled then laughed.

"While you are at Hogwarts, do everything in your path to split up her and Tyrin. Both of their loyalties shall be put to the test. I cannot have them together - for both of them are mine. AND MINE ALONE!"

The mood swings became more violent, his warderobe exploded into smithereens. Then he became calm again.

"Yes Grand Sentinus. It shall be done." At that moment, Zephyr moved his large head out of the way of a splinter that might have killed him if it had hit him. He bowed to his master. "Master's will shall be done."