Outcasts RP

Levi twisted and fought - clumsily - but he tried.

"I was supposed to meet Levi. I have some information to pass onto him, but I guess he got caught up with Isabella."

"Pathetic," Vincent laughed, amused by his struggles, "You're still the weak, pathetic cousin I remember. Too bad without your memories, you also more foolish." he smirked, bringing him down the stairs, being anything but gentle. Catherine followed from behind, eyeing Levi over, "I want to have some fun with him too." she smiled.

"Levi?" Stella breathed, shocked. She had heard that he was most likely dead, "Thank god he's alright."

"Plenty of Levi to go around," he ground out through his teeth. He kicked Vincent as hard as he could in the ankle.

"He's still alive . . . and kicking. He lost his memory though. He's getting it back a piece at a time, but he still can't remember the bulk of his past." He opened the door for her. "After you, madame."

"Bastard, " Vincent smirked, as his right leg collapsed. He regained his composer and attempted to slam Levi's head against the floor.

"That's a shame," Stella said quietly, sadly. She looked up at him and smiled slightly, "Thank you sir."

Levi groaned tightly. Flashes of black and white obscured his vision entirely. "OK, I won't be doing that again."

"You're very welcome. Come on. I've got a usual spot." He wrapped an arm around Stella's waist and led her to the back corner.

"Damn right you won't." Vincent growled, bringing him towards one of the cells and dragged him in, "Now it's time to have some fun with you, but I'll let you do the honors, my lady." he said, handing Catherine a knife before exiting the cell. She smirked, looking down at Levi, "We're going to have some fun."

"So, you've been near Nexia this whole time." Stella said quietly, "I wish I had known sooner."

"Yay. Can't wait," he muttered, staring up at her.

"I'm sorry. I tried looking for you, but I never got close. Conley! Can we get some drinks."
"Course, man. Normal for you, I'm guessing. What do I get for the lady?"

She knelt down next to him, holding his face in her hand, "You're so cute though, I wish I could just keep you for myself." she gushed, using her free arm and slashed up his chest, "too bad you'd never agree."

"I'll just have some tea." Stella said with a smile, then looked over at Israel, "I don't blame you."

Levi gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to scream. He grinned darkly at Catherine. "You're right though. I don't usually take to the torture bit. Not my thing."

"Right. Coming right up," Conley said and disappeared behind the bar.
"I should've tried harder. I missed seeing you around."

"I wouldn't have to torture you if you were a rebel, if only you turned out differently." she sighed, and attempted to dig the knife deep into his shoulder blade.

"I missed you too, but at least we're back together now." she said with a small smile. She still felt guilty and was terrified if Israel found out about her wrong deed.

Levi could only laugh to keep from screaming. "Could you just twist it a little? I've got an itch."

"True." He smiled at her as if he had never seen anything more beautiful. "Tell me, what have you been doing since I saw you last?"

"Sure thing, darling." She smiled, twisting the knife back and forth, digging it further into his skin.

Stella felt her heart drop. She looked down at her lap, "I was just traveling for a while." she said quietly. She refused to tell him the truth.

Levi made a sound halfway between a scream and a laugh. "You got it, thanks. All better now. I owe you one."

Israel touched her arm. "Stella, why can't you just trust me? I already know. About you. I deal in information. Of course I know." His voice wasn't accusing or angry. He smiled gently. "I was just hoping you'd trust me enough to tell me yourself."

"Then you'll let me do this." Catherine winked and moved forward, straightening up Levi against the wall so he was sitting. She sat in his lap, and kissed him hard on the lips.

Stella looked at him, looking halfway between shocked and terrified, "I . . I" her voice wavered, "I never wanted to do it." she said, tears rolled down her eyes.

Levi hissed against her mouth. He bit down on her lip as hard as he could.

Israel took her hands. "You're not the only one who has made mistakes, even ones as . . . consequential as yours. I've regret things I've done that were worse than anything you could possibly do."

"Dammit!" Catherine shrieked, blood dripping down her lips. She grabbed the knife and slashed it across his knife, "You bastard." she hissed.

"I ruined it all though." she cried, "The Brotherhood, my family, were ended because of me."

Levi grunted, throwing his head back and gritting his teeth. "I've been called worse."

Israel kissed her hands. He leaned in closer. "But you haven't been banished from your country, have you?"

"I'll make you pay for that." She hissed, starting to carve at his chest.

"But if any of them ever found out, they'd kill me for all the suffering I've caused." Stella whispered.

Levi screamed in earnest. The veins in his neck pushed against his skin. He squirmed and writhed, in too much pain to do much else.

"Then we can't let them find out, can we?" He smiled up at Conley. "Thank you."
"No problem. Enjoy."

"This is what you get." Catherine laughed wickedly, "You little bastard!" she finished with digging the knife's tip into his chest.

Stella looked at him and blinked her light purple eyes at him, "You'd keep my secret?"

Levi fell limp against the wall, breathing hard and fast. "Well, this has been lovely."

He grinned and nodded. "Everyone needs a secret keeper. I'll be yours."

"Next time, it'll be worse." Catherine threatened, "Don't piss me off like that." she hissed, exiting the cell.

"Thank you," Stella said and hugged him, "thank you, thank you, thank you."

Levi touched his chest. His skin felt like it was on fire. He groaned weakly. "I need to get out of here. Somehow."

Israel laughed and returned the hug. He kissed her cheek. "Of course, my dear. But, I need someone to keep my secrets. I've kept them to myself for far too long. Are you willing to listen and protect my ancient secrets?"

Catherine stormed upstairs.
Vincent looked at her, "Did it go well?"
"The bastard bit my lip." She hissed.
Vincent rolled his eyes, "We'll leave him to feel the pain for a while before we go and bother him anymore."

"Of course." Stella said with a nod.

Levi forced himself to his feet. He fell against the wall, screaming as his wounds flexed and moved.

Israel smiled. "Come listen to my stories. They're quite exciting, if I do say so myself."