Not Done--Dance With me Baby--

[Dyzz]

Wiccan Rede
Relish in the Nightmares that I present

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I ran into my room, my hair dripping water down my back, and only a towel wrapped around me. I rushed around, trying to find out what to wear. I had decided I needed to make a get away tonight. I needed to have some fun. My solution… It was simple. Do what I always loved to do. Go out to the nearest bar. I was always automatically passed threw. Not to sure why though. Maybe it was because of my position in Letum Specus? Or… who knows. I ran threw my room, my gaze rushing over different outfits. So many choices! What to wear! I snarled in annoyance as my gaze traveled over all the WRONG outfits. This sucked. Suddenly I heard my door open, and spun around to see a curious 16 year old looking at me. I instantly relaxed, and waved her in. ”What’s going on Wiccan… You seemed stressed, so I came in, hoping to help.” Expect Sonata to know when I needed help. I smiled at her, and nodded. My smiles were rare. Any amount of happiness or joy from me was. But around Sonata and a few selected others I’d occasionally show my attachment to them. ”Sonata, have I ever told you that you are a miracle?” I asked her. Sonata instantly looked at me, and said slowly, ”What do you want Wiccan?” She knew me so well…

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

I smirked at my reflection in the mirror. Sonata did wonders. I turned to one side, then the other. I barely recognized myself. But I looked… Hot… I rarely actually dressed like this. I smirked. Oh how I would love to see other’s reaction to me looking like this. I’d have to show Tomby later. See if he recognized me. I smirked again, and nodded my approval in the mirror. My shirt was black, and only had one sleeve. But the one sleeve was slit from the wrist up to my shoulder, so the sleeve was left hanging open. It fit tight across my chest, and the little amount of my stomach that it covered. A lot of my mid drift was exposed, and the pale skin contrasted beautifully with the black shirt. Purple ribbon laced up the sides, and on one side, it was the only thing holding the shirt together… I’d have to watch out for that. My skirt was short, defiantly not reaching below my fingertips. Hell, it was higher then my wrist, I think… fishnet tights poked out from beneath it, and rode down my long legs in till they disappeared inside my black, skin tight, boots, that rose up my legs, stopping high up my calves. Gloves where pulled over my hands, the fingers cut off , so that my fingers were still seen. They were laced, along the top, in purple ribbon like a corset. I found it amusing. They ran up to about half up my lower arm. On one wrist tons of purple and black plastic bracelets jingled. My ears held purple hoops, and black studs. My hair was left to hand down, surrounding my waist. The purple highlights around my face brought out the random perks of purple in my outfit. My eyes were covered in black eyeliner and dark purple eye shadow. My lips were painted black. I smirked, and tucked a loose lock of hair behind my ear… Oh yes… I was going to have fun tonight…

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

Sonata ran back into my room, and squealed brightly, her eyes bright as she looked at me. I narrowed my own eyes, but it didn’t stop her, her shout echoed threw the halls… God I hope everyone was already gone… Or I was going to kill her, ”Wiccan! You look so hot! Can I come?” I should have known. That little brat was only sucking up… So that she could come along. I rolled my eyes at her, before sneering slightly. ”Absolutely not. Go hand out with Rai and Tomb… I’m sorry Sonata, but there is no way I’m letting you into a bar. You are only 16, that is under the legal age limit.” Oops… wrong words… I knew I had said the wrong thing as soon as Sonata smirked at me, ”Wiccan… How old are you? Twenty? That is what I thought… That is a year too young… You can’t go either I guess.” I snorted, and rolled my eyes. ”That is right, Sonata. Only a YEAR… I’ll see you later…” I told her, as I walked past. I was surprised when she didn’t follow… Hopefully she wasn’t going to go complain to Tomb…. Or Heaven forbid Raisur. I could only imagine the trouble that would happen if Sonata talked Raisur into going to a bar… I closed my eyes, and hoped desperately that I would never have to experience that day. Well, at least, not till Rai had his sanity back anyways. I walked out the doors of the hideout, and searched threw the dense vegetation for my bike. My motorcycle. My prized possession. Okay… So I was proud of my motorcycle. So sue me? Wouldn’t you be excited if you finally got the traveling machine of you desire… Traveling Machine… that is amusing… I kick started it, and was soon speeding threw the tangle of forest that surrounded the hide out. And Tomb thought it would be dangerous for me to get a motorcycle. Proves him wrong… I win… again. Not that much of a surprise, actually.

Now look at that pepper on the back of that bumper
She ain't even playing when she's shaking that rumper
And oh, you ain't know she get lower than a muffler
Even with her girlfriends show stopping with a hustler

Ahhh, the silence of night… How magnificent. And mixed with the wind blowing violently in your face from racing down the free way on your motorcycle… Ya, it only gets better. I threw back my hair, and look around, searching. I wanted to go to a good Dance Club. One that had a bar. One that was perfect. Then I heard the loud music pounding threw the streets. I hadn’t even seen the club yet, and I could hear the music. Sounds like the place I need to go, right? I sure the hell hoped so. I rode my bike up to the entrance, and was surprised but what I saw… What the hell? This was a club? I stared at the scene in front of me. A bouncer guarded the door, and the red ribbon thing but that was the only thing that hinted to the fact that it was indeed a club. The walls were plain brick, clean, and deprived from graffiti… I might have to change that later. The doors where thick metal, not allowing one to see into the front of it. I stopped my bike, and got off… And in front of everyone, I thingyed one hip, and bent my top half down, till my chest was pressed against my legs, and put my keys into one of my boots. I did a slight body roll back into position, before I headed to the interest. I could feel a few pair of eyes following me, and allowed a slight smirk to appear on my lips. The heels of my boots clicked against the concrete steps as I climbed them, and headed towards the bouncer, “Can I go in?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. The bouncer smirked, giving me a thorough once over before nodding. ”Sure thing beautiful…” He said. I raised an eyebrow, my smirk turning to a sneer, and watched as recognition finally dawned on the idiot. ”Oh! Wiccan Rede! I’m sorry to keep you waiting. Go ahead. Please. You don’t need clearance from me…” I rolled my eyes as the fool continued to babble on. I could almost hear the ‘I’m not worthy, I’m not worthy,’ in his words. I smirked, patted his head, and tried not to wince at the grease that was left on my fingers. I smirked, and wiped it on his shirt before heading in. The party can begin… I have arrived.

The way she move her body she might see the Maserati
She wanna put it on me tryna show me her tsunami
She make it hard to copy always tight and never sloppy
And got her entourage and her own paparazzi

I walked in threw the doors, and stood in the entryway, as the large metal doors slammed behind me. Loud music pumped out of the d**ned speakers, nearly robbing me of my hearing. I’d have sued, if it wasn’t for the fact that I liked this kind of thing. Lights flickered repeatedly over head, in multiple neon lights, and I smirked at the scene it created. I tossed my long black hair over my shoulder, and casually glanced around. Bodies pounded together on the dance floor, their movements quick and energized… I swear, you can’t get any closer to having sex on the dance floor, then when a couple danced… as they were on the dance floor. I rolled my eyes slightly, before glancing around… searching. Then my silvery blue eyes fell on what I was hoping for. Oh sweet joy! The Bar. Okay, so I’m not ‘of age…’ But hey. I can drink when I want to right? I mean… I am The ‘Wiccan Rede.’ I don’t obey rules… Well, not very often anyways. I glanced the random tables that covered the little bit of area around the bar. Suddenly loud laughter caught my attention, and I turned my gaze back to the dance floor. My eyebrows rose as the roof opened up, and slowly a disco ball was lowered, and soon the entire area was covered in dancing balls of light. Can you say cliché? I sighed, and started to make my way towards the bar. I need something to drink… And soon… You know, before I go crazy… However soon that would be.

Now there she go again riding through the stormy weather
You better button up if you wanna go get her
'Cause it is what it is, everybody wanna love her
But when she pop it, boy, you better run for cover

Wiccan walked towards the bar, desperate for a drink to ease away the already swelling anger and need to get rid of unwanted… people. She sighed as she walked to the counter, and rested against it. My arms where folded across the smooth black marble, as I impatiently tapped my fingers against the countertop. Tick tock tick tock. I WANT TO ORDER. Finally a man approached me, and looked at me, a sly grin coming onto his lips. I wanted to slap that grin off. No one grinned like that at me, Wiccan. f*g**t. I smiled as politely as I could, with a fang delicately showing, as the man said, ”Hey Babe, can I help you with anything? A drink, a date, a night in bed?” Don’t hit… must not hit him… Must not hit him… Finally got that under control. I snickered slightly, and said as politely as I could. ”Ya, just get me a Hawaiian Sunrise… Please. That is all I want. Thank you.” The man laughed, and reached out to trail a finger down my cheek line, ”I’ll be here if you change your mind later.” he said before walking away to make FINALLY make my drink. Lucky f*g too. Almost broke that finger. I sat in the chair, waiting patiently for my drink… Okay, so maybe I pulled out a knife and was carving my initials into the bottom of the counter top. The man finally sat my drink down, and I quickly put my knife away. ”So Baby, how about that night?” He asked me, then added, ”And do I get a name to go with that angelic face?” I smirked slightly. ”Sorry, I’m busy tonight… And the name is Wiccan Rede.” And I’ll be… that man’s smile only grew more twisted. ”I thought so… Let me know if you want someone to show you around the harsher tracks, sweetheart.” then the I’ll be d**ned, that idiot f**king kissed me!. He reached up over the counter, to place his lips on mine, before moving back, a smirk still on his face. My hand twitched to a dagger I had folded into one of my boots, then decided against it. I grabbed my drink, got up, and walked to a random table.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

I looked around before picking my table. I walked towards the table of my choosing, a slight swing to my step. I sat down in the chair, and curled up slightly. And watched the crowd, sipping the drink slowly. It tasted good, so I wasn’t going to complain. I watched all the people play around with each other, and dancing almost wildly. Some where obvious more drunk then others… Poor suckers. I almost wish I had brought a video camera with me. Anything to avoid this trouble. Anything at ALL. Sighing, I looked at the group, and decided I’d just have to describe it for Sonata. I raised the drink to my lips, and took another sip, leaving a small smudge of black lipstick on the rim. I lowered it, and looked curious. I smirked at a random soul who glanced my way, and then took another drink. It was only one drink, so it wasn’t like I was going to get drunk. It took a little more then one drink to do that. I swayed slightly in my seat, in time with the music blaring around me. I closed my eyes, and brought the drink back up to my lips.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

Where the f**k did my drink go? I looked down at the empty glass with disdain… Then sighing, I slowly got up, leaving the cup on the table and walked to the bar. ”You back for more sweetheart?” The same man asked. I rolled my eyes, ”Just give me another drink.” I commanded. The guy merely grinned, and set another in front of me. ”Thanks…” I say, before heading back to my table. I sat back down, and run a hand threw my hair, stifling a bored sigh. I’d start dancing soon… When I finally heard a good song… Right now, they were playing stupid songs… And it was only what? 8 o’clock. I planned on being here, LONG after midnight. Hell… I probably wouldn’t get back home till, what? 5 Am? Maybe… I raised the glass to my mouth, and drank it slowly. This time it wasn’t going to magically disappear. I smirked as I slowly lowered the glass, and my gaze swept over the area again. It was so boring…I just wanted to get the real party started. Suddenly someone sat next to me, and I turned to look, ”Hey Wiccan.” I smirked slightly, ”Long time, no see, Dani. Thought you were in jail?” The girl who had sat down shrugged. ”Someone bailed me out. Under the name L.S. Know anything about it.” ”Nope” Yep. L.S. Letum Specus. I bailed her out… Not that I’d admit it though. The girl smirked, ”I see two hot emos watching us. Let’s go say hi… One for each of us.” Dani said, grinning. I shook my head, ”You go ahead, I’m still waiting for the real party to start. Plus I’m happily taken.” Dani smirked. ”You can’t stay clean for long Wiccan. Remember that.” I bit back my response of ‘You don’t know me… remember that.’ I watched as she walked away, smoothly entangling one of the guys in her net. Hope he knew what he was getting himself into…

(It's a wrap)
When she break them boys off a typhoon
(It's a wrap)
Gotta get that phatty like a boss tycoon

I swayed more easily in my seat now, as my gaze drifted to the five cups in front of me. But I was not drunk yet. I giggled to myself as the party finally started, and the Song Cyclone finally came on. This was my kind of dancing music. I smirked darkly, rolling my eyes as I got up slowly. I glided onto the dance floor, my eyes dark and sinister as others moved to make room… Okay, so the girls moved, the guys moved closer. I rolled my eyes, and began to dance. Cyclone was my kind of music, the beat fast, I was able to move with vigor, and it was totally okay to be able to twist and maneuver like I did on the dance floor. I smirked as I whipped my body around. I grinned darkly as one of the random guy who grinded against me. Okay, so maybe the alcohol was getting to my head a little. I danced with him, and a few others over the course of 7 or 8 songs. But I was soon walking off of the dance floor, and heading to the bar once more. ”Here you go sweet heart.” I smirked, and said nothing as I grabbed the drink. I needed the drink. I was sweaty from the dancing, and as I sat down, a leaned against the chair, and took a sampler sip. Ahhh… Perfect. Just perfect.

(It's a wrap)
Now hold it steady 'cause she make a monsoon
(It's a wrap)
Now you can Google, download the iTunes

I sat in my seat for a while sipping my drink, my gaze traveling over the crowd. I wondered how long I would be able to handle all of this later on. Once I had a little more to drink. With that thought, I pushed away the glass in hand, and just sat. I waited patiently for another danceable song to come on, be my head was beginning to pound. I raised a hand to my forehead, and massaged it slightly. What the hell was I doing here? Other then beginning to feel as though I’m being bored of I disagree. The real party still hasn’t seemed to start yet. It was still a bunch of wanna-bes. But it was nearing 11 now, so that had to count for something right? I curled up in my chair, and after debating with myself for a little bit, pulled my glass closer to me. I took a sip, and smirked as I heard another familiar song come one. Sighing, I relinquished to my need to dance, and walked back out, onto the dance floor.

See what I'm saying, she ain't playing
Yeah, she got them heads turning
You gon' hear it clack, clack
When them heels get to burning
Stiletto so fuego, she got her own label
And got us all doing the tornado

I spun and dance, my arms crossed at the wrist above my head, and my body moving more like a belly dancer then anything for this song. I sang along to the words, ”And I’m on tonight, You know my hips don’t lie, And I’m starting to feel it’s right, All the attraction, the tension, Don’t you see Baby, this is perfection.” I knew a lot of Shakira by heart, and Hips Don’t Lie is in fact, one of my favorite songs. My body moved in time to the beat, and I kept singing along, my eyes closed, and the song coming naturally from my lips. I’d sung it so many times in the safety of my room. ”Oh baby when you talk like that, You make a woman go mad. So be wise and keep on reading the signs of my body. And I’m on tonight, you know my hips don’t lie, and I am starting to feel you boy. Come on lets go, real slow. Don’t you see baby Asi es perfecto. Oh I know I am on tonight, my hips don’t lie. And I am starting to feel it’s right. All the attraction, the tension. Don’t you see baby, this is perfection.”

[/color] It annoyed me, however when some idiot’s hands fell upon me, while I danced, I calmly opened my eyes, turned around, and slapped the sucker. What can I say… I don’t like being touched… I smirked, and turned back around, letting myself keep dancing. [/size][/color][/right][/blockquote]

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

I raised smiled and laughed as I danced, feeling my body spin and contort on the dance floor along with so many others. All the bodies trapped in this small area, plus the fact that everyone was dancing so vigorously soon had my skin alive with a light layer of sweat, only adding a slight sheen to my body. I felt my eyes close, and let instinct guide me across the floor. My eyes were shut as I giggled slightly, spinning one way, twirling another. I danced, letting the music guide each individual placement to my limbs. I no longer felt in control. I had given in to the dance. I was kind of glad I had told Sonata she couldn’t come. She defiantly didn’t need to be experienced to this just yet. But I was… hooked. I loved going to dances, to clubs. I loved the flashing lights, the blaring music. All the bodies dancing in a crowded place. It was a mix between a release and an adventure. The one thing I hated about it though, was the fact that if a girl showed up alone… and the lights kept others from recognizing her, they assumed it meant they could have fun too. I was beginning to get tired of having to shove guys away who got to close, or actually touched me. I was beginning to get annoyed of it. So… To fix it all, that answer is simple… Go and sit out for a while.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

The alcohol was really beginning to get my head in a buzz. I sat down, my eyes snapping close as I breathed threw my nose for a little bit. Then I slowly got up, and made my way back to the bar. ”A water.” I commanded when the idiot had set down another one of my Hawaiian Sunrise’s. The man snorted, and gave me a glass of water. I nodded, took it in both hands and began to walk back to my table. I sat down in my chair, and closed my eyes, touching the cold glass to my forehead. Then slowly lowered it to my lips, and took a sip. The iced water burned its way down my parched throat, as I took slow sips. But it did manage to wake my head up some. I felt a slight gust of wind rush past me, and turned to see the door open, and someone enter. I couldn’t get a close look at who it was though. Not even what they looked like. I put another hand to my forehead, my skin cold from holding the glass. I took a slight breath, and ran a shaky hand threw my hair. The long black silky threads slicked threw my fingers carelessly, contrasting against my pale fingers, but melding into the black of my fingerless gloves. I looked up as the DJ announced something over his little speaker thingy. God, I wasn’t thinking straight… A smirk fell onto my face. Oh well… I’m just gonna have to sleep all day tomorrow. I’ll make sure that I have a sign up on my door… I can already see it now.

Suffering from hangover, do not enter
or you balls will be removed.

Maybe I’ll make Sonata stand guard at my door too. I might have to persuade her though… God, my head really hurt. I took another sip of my water, and shook my head, trying to clear it some. Sonata would love to see me like this, I could just see her, laughing at me cause I’m practically drunk.

Shawty got looks and shawty got class
Shawty got hips and shawty got ass
When she hit the stage she drop it down low like
Ay! This is crazy, it's amazing!
It must be the way of the lady

I smirked slightly as a young teen came up to me, the boy couldn’t have been more then 16, and asked if I wanted to dance. I leaned back, my words coming out acidy, yet slightly slurred, ”Sorry… But I don’t think you are quite the right age for me, love.” I told him, thoroughly dismissing him. Did I just call him love? Oh god… I was getting drunk. And me drunk… was not a pretty site. When Wiccan Rede, me, gets drunk… I don’t maintain my usually evil. Oh no… When I get drunk you see a girly, flirtatious side of me. It is apparently very amusing to see… At least that is what everyone else thinks. Me? I think it is embarrassing, and should never be mentioned. Hence why Sonata, nor Tomb have ever seen me drunk… It was probably a good thing he wasn’t here then. I giggled slightly to myself, and took another sip of my water. Finally I dubbed myself ready to dance again, I got up slowly, taking a testing step, and began to walk out towards the dance floor. I wondered slightly what I would see when I got there, and what song would be playing… Oh, answer solved, the last one anyways… Paralyzed was soon blaring out of the speakers. I grinned and made my way out onto the floor where everyone else was.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

”I’m not paralyzed but I seem to be struck by you. I wanna make you move, ‘cause you’re standing still. If your body matches, what your eyes can do. I’ll probably move right threw, me on my way to you.” I sang, as I danced, my hair flying everywhere around me. I was having so much fun. A guy laughed, and grabbed me around the waist, but I slapped him hard enough to make him let go. ”No touchy, bastard.” I hissed, and smirked as the guy recoiled with a frightened, ”nuts! Wiccan Rede!” I watched as he looked around before blending into the crowd. I rolled my eyes, then shut them. I danced and spun, letting myself go. Relinquishing myself to the beat of the music. It was fun. And it had been quite a while since I gave in like this. I spun and danced across the dance floor, and this time, No unwanted hands crept forward to touch me. Seemed like someone was spreading around who I was. Or something… Not sure what? I was too much into my music to care anyways. I just wanted to sit back, relax, and dance. And that is exactly what I planned on doing. Wasn’t that hard. Just let the music take control you follow its lead, and you are as good as gold. I giggled to myself as the song switched to another, though I didn’t recognize the song, or the beat… Or maybe I did, I just didn’t remember. Or maybe I was just to drunk to care… One of the three that is for sure. But either way… I was finally having fun, dancing my heart out. And no one to judge me at all…

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

I laughed as I danced, my head feeling a little dizzy, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t too drunk yet. I was still same old Wiccan. If I was really drunk, the last guy who touched me wouldn’t have been slapped away, it would have been met with flirting, and me acting like an idiot. Luckily, It wasn’t down to that. I was still one hundred percent okay… For now. I laughed as the song switched again, and I recognized it. Situations! By Escape the Fate! Yep, the were really letting all the best ones out now. I checked my cell phone, and smirked, it was only 12:24 AM. Usually the good music wasn’t heard till at least 1. But I could handle this. I spun around as I listened to the lyrics. Situations are irrelevant now, She loves the way that I tease. I love the way that she breathes. I touched her Oooh, she touched my Ahhhh, It was the craziest thing. I love the girls who hate to love cause their just like me. The lyrics, like so many others that where playing at this time, where familiar to me, and I couldn’t help but smile as I danced. Suddenly I felt myself get pushed slightly, and fall against someone. I immediantly straightened up, and turned around with a snarled, ”Watch it.” I took a step back, and looked up to see just whom I had run into.

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.:The Author’s Notes:.
Status: In Complete
Muse: Excellente
Character: Wiccan Rede
Age: 20 years old
Gender: Female
Race: Death Deliverer
Word Count Above Line: 5443
Word Count Overall: 5602
For: Dream and Wiccan’s lover of course *grin*
Notes: None really, Sorry... heehee