It was night time within the Lupinossai Den. The nocturnal life of the night was starting up once more. The young groups of thieves around the run down area of the Den springing to life once again to sate their needs for thrill, greed, and adventure.

But some areas there seemed to be a loss of interest within the areas and when people lost interest business didn't go to well. This included the Black Fangs themselves. They were earning profit, they were getting all they wanted. The issue was there was little to nothing to do. They always had to stay seclusive or they would be ruined. Most of the illegal goods they had would've brought too much attention with the ay things were going.

This had Tyris in a tight spot. He sat in the office room of his large home, which was two homes that were falling apart that was nearby built into one by him. As he sat there in his fine large, leather chair and candle lit room, he thought to himself thoroughly about how to sate the environment that was slowly becoming boring, but nothing was coming to mind.

Tyris moved out of his chair and walked out of his room and moved through the corridors of the large home, mostly candle lit as well. The floors a fine red carpet to match the walls. He would pass his guards ,when he crossed them, with a smile and nod to them. He came upon the living room where his mate was on the couch reading a book and decided to join her and sat down beside her.

He sighed before he spoke in tiresome voice, "Things are getting too repetitive here, Mystix.

"And what do you want me to do about it,?" Mystix asked passively, flipping a page as she continued to read. "Because you are asking someone who sits here and reads all the time. And you talk about repitition." She giggled softly to herself.

Tyris grumbled in irritation. He stood up again and glanced around the room. "Different books have different things. Why do you love arguing with me."

Mystix giggled once more and smiled at him, "Because if I didn't you would be too...bored. You know, you stay inside all the time and brew about things. Why don't you simply take a walk for once? Some things out there could give you some ideas.

This gave Tyris some peace at mind from his mates unfortunate common wisdom. he was inside all the time, maybe it was time to walk the streets again. That's how he started such a good business in the first place. "Thank you, my good mate. That sounds like a good idea." In little time Tyris made his way for the front door and left his home. On the outside the house looked torn up, destroyed, an unstable looking foundation, but on the inside it was beautiful.

A long look was taken around the dark street. All of these amateurs doing stupid things and getting themselves easily arrested, at least when the fangs were around. A shake of his head and he began to move down the street alone. Thinking to himself. What could be done to spark more interests around here again that would stay exciting and earn good profit? It was time to find out. Time, itself, was a factor after all. It is not to be wasted.

He continued to walk the streets as he thought to himself. A thought came to mind: a fight club, but don't they already have one? Then again there were some brutal fighters that scared off many from even fighting. Perhaps he could talk with the fight club owner sometime to make amateur nights and other nights for more skilled fighters.

When gunfire was heard he just grinned and shook his head. It did not really bother him since it wasn't anything new. Even he has killed people here and there by his own paws or maybe make those who screwed him over suffer severe consequences.

All of this was taking some deep thought. I was just unfortunate that he had a small mind set in being on a very serious side of business. His wife always telling him to try new things. It wasn't that he was afraid to try new things it was that he didn't find much good or profit coming out of other things. They just weren't well enough to get his attention.

Although, it was time to try something different. It would be a little risky, but when wasn't risk fun? Certainly he enjoyed it thoroughly. The question now came to his mind: what would it be and would it be a smart choice?




Meanwhile, Tricks was perched on top of the roof of a building. He was watching what had happened down below on the street. He watched her take on the two thugs by herself and kill them both. Tricks just chuckled to himself, though he was liking the looks of this girl.

He stood onto his feet and moved over near the end of the roof and teleported down to the ground in a nearby alley. With his hood over his head he walked for the building Cobalt entered with his paws in his pockets. A smirk was on his muzzle when he entered the building soon after she did.

"Heya, babe. Got some nice moves in dealin' with them guys back there I see," he said smoothly. Tricks always had a thing for women and liked to try to be smooth with them for one reason or another. "What's a pretty thing like you doing here all alone?" His eyes were looking over her form with more than just interest and he was having so many thoughts about her whether they be good or bad.

Tricks finished looking Cobalt up and down and moved around to her side, but he stayed a few feet away from her keeping space between the two. His paws stayed hidden in his pockets and hood stayed over his head.It may be a little hard to tell that he is soultri with all of the clothing that he wore.

"I like girls who can break some bones when she needs to," he chuckled. He heard the music coming from the headphones and grinned widely at her. "Got nice tastes for music. What's ya name and what ya doing out here anyways?"




While Tricks was fooling around and trying to get to know a girl, Tyris was still wandering the streets by himself. When he came to the edge of street he turned to go down the next street. He eyed some muggers mugging muggers. That was quite amusing to see. A few others on the street eyed Tyris, possibly recognizing him or having thoughts about attacking him. He didn't seem to mind any of this. Attention from the criminal public was always a nice thing.

His eyes spotted a couple of bodies by each other on the street. Tyris walked over to the bodies and saw how one was shot in the head and another in the chest. Seeing how they were killed and positioned by each other showed that the two must've really made someone mad. As odd as it was, he kneeled down beside the bodies and searched the pockts finding a little bit of money and found a gun and some ammo. He took the ammo, but left the gun, seeming to not care for the item.

Standing back up he looked around at all the abandoned homes. How others lived in many of them. Another thought came to his mind. He could have some of these places fixed up, own them personally and have them rented out to those who need a home. It would make a interesting way to make some money.

"Whoa, hey now! No need for violence here!" Tricks exclaimed before taking out of his pockets held them up in a defensive manner and took a few steps back. "I respect the ladies who got mates. I was just trying to be friendly is all." The womanizing courier tried to take the defensive to try and get her less aggressive, not knowing if she was bluffing or not.




Tyris heard a very familiar voice raised in volume behind him coming from the house with an open door. He turned around and walked for the open door to the abandoned home. When he got there he stood in the door eying the female and then Tricks. It didn't take witnessing a situation for Tyris to already know what was going on when Tricks was involved. Instead, Tyris just grinned as he spoke, "If you feel like shooting him go ahead. I won't stop you."

Tricks looked over with wide eyes at his boss. "You're kidding right, boss?" He said nervously.

"I don't think I joke too often," Tyris replied with the grin turning into a smirk on his muzzle. Of course, he wouldn't let Tricks die and knew Tricks could get away, but he felt it to be amusing to see him squirm.

Tyris gave a cold, hard look at Tricks. "You best leave us, Tricks or she won't be the only one hurting you," he said very seriously to Tricks.

Tricks gulped hearing that and nodded quickly to Tyris. He knew better than to disobey his boss. The elusive mage quickly made his way to the wall by the door and passed through it and mae his way down the street to leave Tyris and the tough lady alone.

The boss watched Tricks make his leave before looking back at Cobalt. He didn't behave like the fool the courier did. Not a step was made towards the southern gal. He could tell this girl was no regular push over and he admired those who could stand their ground.

"I do apologize for the idiot I have as a courier, Ma'am, as well as my behalf for even having him hired," he said with sincerity. "He's one of them womanizers, unfortunately. I am a very serious about the business I run and those who I am affiliated with. I do my best to respect all. It's bad business to make enemies with everyone in first impression."

A good long listen to the questions she asked about the place and thought about them thoroughly as well. "As for your questions. You have made your way into the run down area of the Den. A place where much of my business thrives. Many of these homes were under construction or have been abandoned from the many that have died in recent wars and... other mishaps this Den tends to attract," he stated in a calm thoughtful tone.

"This building does seem to appear abandoned. Some out here make some of these places their homes suddenly, so getting what you can while it's available helps. I was personally thinking of taking ownership of the many abandoned and partly constructed buildings out here to fix them up and have them rented out."

Tyris walked into the home a few steps, looking at all the walls, the floor. He even went and looked into a room or two before coming back to her and looking at her, but keeping several feet away to respect personal space. His eyes only focused on her eyes and nowhere else."May I ask what plans you had? I do know many contractors that can help."

"Entertainment clubs?" he repeated with interest. That was something that bypassed Tyris' thoughts about something new and interesting. He would listen to her closely and grin at her with the little flirting that she was doing. But, all of this sounded like a great opportunity to put more variety into the business.

"I have many things in my paws here, Ma'am. In fact I am one of the head crime-lords around here. I have very many connections and much money that has been earned through the years of business." Tyris looked around the home some more before eyes settled back on Cobalt once again.

"You know, Ma'am, we could always expand the building to another if you need more room. The contractors I know are proficient in their skills. They can do anything you want them to do for this club you speak of...," He trailed off a moment in thought before continuing, "On second thought. I could help pay for this project. Even help you build this club here as long as I get my share in ownership in the establishment. What do you say?"

Tyris grinned at Cobalt with interest in the things she knew. Knowing this this remarkable gal personally knowing things that would be common on the bad streets sparked something in him that told him he met the right person tonight.

"Now if only if my wife was as interesting as you," he chuckled. Sometimes he regretted being married to his wife with all of her tendency to nag him about things and find something to always argue over.

"As to the things you are familiar with; I have no problems at all. You are speaking to someone who is involved with all of those things, maybe even more," he said with his deep, laid back voice with a grin. But, soon the grin faded and he did give her a dead serious look, "As for lying and cheating. Those acts are rare with me and my business. I respect others as much as I'd like to be respected, but I do not direct that at you. I am just establishing where I stand."

He the nodded to her about the hospitality. Tyris moved to walk out of the home and would look back as he spoke, "This way, Ma'am. We can talk in my headquarters about these things. And I go by the name Tyris. May I ask for your name, young lady?"

Tyris could not help but grin hearing her name and her nickname. "Cobalt the Southern Flirt," he said with a chuckle He did look her up and down but only once, "I can see why you'd have that name besides the fine personality." But hearing what she said about his wife. He frowned to that. "I enjoy your enthusiasm and interests in replacing my mate, but I do care for her with my heart and I'll still protect her with my life whether she be a major pain in the tail or not." He still loved Mystix to death even though he had not shown it in quite some time around her or anyone else.

He would listen to more of the things she had to say and would nod. "I make sure my family, friends, employees and business partners are safe as well, Misses Cobalt. I even have a son that I have to watch over and keep out of trouble and safe."


Listening to the part about the black market being inside the club that she wanted and the rest of the details. He continued walking and listening to the southern girl and thought more things over. When they had turned the corner they would walk further down the street He'd stop outside of a home that was two-story and seemed to be built together with a couple houses. It looked like a complete, destroyed mess from the outside. Terrible paint, cracked walls, bullet holes were here and there. All the windows seemed fine though.

Tyris turned to her before going any further. "I do respect your reasoning of the more younger people. I am fine with those. Although, I must say we in the Black Fangs may not do slavery per say, but we do a debt repayment service. They work for us under close watch until they pay off their debt in other words, but do know we do not make it impossible to pay off debts. We keep an eye on who is working and who isn't."

A paw reached over and rested on the doorknob. "As for explosives and hot items. We deal with those in more shady areas. A club would be far too...dangerous." His paw twisted the doorknob and opend the door. He motioned with his other paw for her to enter first. "Ladies first," he said with a grin. "Do hope you'll find the home here a liking."

When Cobalt would enter the room they would enter into would be more of a living room or lounge like room. It was a decent sized room. There was a couch and a few chairs that were around a rectangular table in the middle of the room. Above the couch, chairs and table was a round chandelier with lights that also had small fine cut diamonds hanging from Also, there was some indoor potted plants in the corners of the room and as a center piece of the table with different kinds of flowers that filled the room with a pleasant smell.

But, the room wasn't empty. Mystix was there on the couch still reading a book and wearing a black flowing robe. When she heard the door open she looked over and saw not only her mate, but a lady as well. She closed the book and and set it on the table. Mystix glared at the door and did not look please at all seeing Tyris around another lady.

Tyris walked into the home and closed the door behind them. One of the first things Tyris noticed was his wife giving him that death threat stare she always gave him when she didn't like what he was doing. He grunted and swung a paw at her in the air meaning he didn't feel like bothering with her. His eyes rolled and he looked away from her as well.

Mystix snarled at Tyris, "Don't you do roll your eyes and grunt at me." Cobalt and Tyris, especially Tyris, would be able to already tell that Mystix wasn't in a good mood right now. "And who is this floozy you're bringing into our home?

He groaned and was already annoyed by his wife. "Will you shut up before I hang you, woman?"

"Or what?" she challenged him further, "because after I'm dead it won't be the only thing hanging...or is that why you got her?"

Tyris growled at Mystix, "She's our new business partner. Why must you obsessively freak out with every female that comes here?"

She picked up her book and threw it at him. "Because you find other women more interesting than me," her voice raised angrily at him.

He was hit with the book and growled, but he turned to the right and started to walk down a hallway. His wife wasn't going to stop so it was just best for him to walk away. "This way, Cobalt. We'll discuss business elsewhere."

"Yeah, just walk away with another girl...you bastard," she growled back at him. Seeing that he was starting to walk off she would give Cobalt a long stare telling her in silence that she better not get close to Tyris.

Watching them walk down that hallway she snarled. "Whatever. I'm going out for a walk," she said angrily. Mystix left the room to go to the master bedroom and change into black pair of pants and a black jacket, all fitting tightly to her body. Once she was dressed she would soon leave the house to go on a night time walk to try and calm down before she killed her husband.

Tyris heard his wife, but continued walking down the hall way. They passed a doorway and then stairs that were on the left. "You could say that. She's a snake that doesn't make idle threats. As for appreciated, that may be so. I have to work hard and she does not seem to realize how hard it is to run a business like this."

They came to the next room to the left and he opened the door. Tyris walked into the room and by the door frame was a light switch and a dial by the switch. He flipped the switch up then turned the dial and the lights brightened on the ceiling. They were quite modern looking. There was a small fine oak rectangular table with several black leather chairs around it. He would pull out a chair for Cobalt. "Have a seat, Misses Cobalt. It's best to discuss things here."

"Thank you," he smiled at the compliment and closed the door. Tyris moved back and sat on the other side of the table across from Cobalt. He rested his arms on the table and held his paws together.

"What I had in mind? Hm. Well, Cobalt, I must say we are well on the same trail here. Since you seem to know how to run a club, I would like to run the underground part of the business as you mentioned earlier. All under guidelines of course, which was mentioned as well. I can hire bouncers to make sure none of the youngsters or others that should not be getting in as well as security throughout the club. Although, I could also have a maintenance crew to make sure your club is up and running at full efficiency. But I am going to ask for a half and half split of profit between the two of us. What do you say?"

He grinned at the part about getting the club up and running soon. "And don't worry about how long it may take to get your club running. if we can reach an agreement, which I'm sure we will, I can contact the contractors quickly and they can build it to your specific liking."

"I find it perfectly fine that you'll be running the place. I have no personal experience in running such a business." He grinned at her wink before he continued. "What I was planning is I could always perhaps sell products like alcohols, drugs of sorts, maybe even special foods. All sorts of things down that road of sin. Perhaps a little restaurant built in of sorts with a few dancers and things?" He chuckled.

But then he thought more on that and scratched his chin a moment. "Although, we need to make sure no random...person walks into the bad side of the club. The dancing side of your club, the watch but no touch, could be more publicly open, but the other side I suggest special registration if you catch my drift. Make files and special ID cards of sorts so they may enter the more dirty side of your club. This way things can stay a little more safe as I have people who know information on many others so we can also do background checks if possible."

Tyris thought a long moment again to see if he was missing anything. It was possible he might have been, but nothing was crossing his mind. "What do you think of that idea?" he asks Cobalt. His eyes seemed to have drifted around her attire and looks and ears would listen to that sweet little charm in her voice. Tyris was starting to envy that she wasn't his wife. It was also making him like his wife a little more. But he shoot the thoughts away, there was business to take care of.

He just grinned at Cobalt. His eyes stayed on her form a long moment as he listened, then looked back up to her eyes again. "Fighting...hm," he said with some interest. Tyris knows about the small fighting areas around that people go to pay. This could be another opportunity. "That's a good idea. I know there are some small fight clubs around town and they bet for money. Could even make some tournaments. There are quite the bit of fighters out there who like making money and plenty who love watching. Though, since we'll be having all these things. We should make sure there would be just a regular dance club, right? I know some people wouldn't want to just watch others dance."

"As for he bio-scanners and things. That sounds like a great idea. And whichever is easier to hire is fine by me. And if that form of security doesn't work then we can think up something else I am sure. And I am glad you think the fifty-fifty profit split is acceptable. All of this is going to take quite a bit out of my own wallet. The contractors tend to ask for a pretty penny, but their quality of work is worth the money."

Tyris leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. Business talk wasn't always this easy, but he was very happy about this one. Some of them use to end up in fights and that was never pleasant. But, this conversation itself with the southern flirt wasn't exactly the only thing he was enjoying at the moment.

He continued listening to her and slowly nodded to her. "Glad to hear it. Music in the fighting club would sound nice as well. Would help keep things interesting."

Then hearing about the coverage of who would be paying for all of this. Tyris was more content that she would help pay for a lot of the costs. "Of course it would be to your liking. They can make the club as large or as small as you like. They'll work down to the smallest angles if you want them, too."

Although, when she leaned closer to him and he smelled that vanilla smell from her, he raised a brow at her curiously. He didn't mind the smell though. It was quite nice. "And what kind of persuasion is needed to make the ideal coverage of the prices for this project?"

He listened to her and watched her closely. Noting the paws tapping and trailing along the table. Tyris got the hint and grinned. Softly he chuckled to himself and stood up and walked for the door. "Well, then, Misses Cobalt. I certainly do know what you mean. And don't worry about having to sleep in any taverns or anything. I do have some empty rooms upstairs I could show you so you feel right at home."

Tyris opened the door and would start to turn off the lights and wait for her to follow him so he would show her one of the room she would be staying in. "And seeing what you can do would be quite...nice. I always like it when my business partners can show me what they can do."

It was the next day in the morning and Tyris felt less tense in many ways when he left Cobalt's room. Her skills were undeniably impressive. He would've let Cobalt know that whenever she was ready that she could meet him downstairs in the lounge. Once he was out of the room he pulled a cellphone of sorts out of his pocket and dialed some numbers. He started walking down the hallways to the stairs and soon he was talking to the contractor over the phone telling him about a new project he and a partner was working on and where to meet them.

Tyris walked down the stairs and to the left to go into the kitchen. He finished talking on the phone and went into the kitchen to grab a morning snack for himself and maybe Cobalt as well. He was pretty hungry after a wild night with her alone.


Mystix had came back home early in the morning and was already in the kitchen eating by herself at the dinner table. Her body was trembling as she was trying to eat some toast she made for herself. Her night wasn't so lucky as Tyris'. She was attacked Tyris' old, but now hated, friend and then she was taken advantage of while she was drugged up. She felt so violated, vulnerable and weak. And after she was done with she was washed so all scents but good smelling ones were on her and no longer Ryan's. Mystix looked up from her food when she saw Tyris come into the kitchen from the corner of her eye. "Hello," she said softly. Her voice trembled slightly.

When Tyris came into the kitchen and was surprised when he was greeted by his wife in a soft voice and not some hard projectile that would knock him out or kill him. "Hello, Mystix." He paused and looked at her carefully, noticing that she was trembling and the sudden change of mood seemed off as well. "Is something wrong?" he asked as he started to come closer to her.

She dropped her toast on the plate and sniffled. Mystix got out of her chair and went to Tyris hug hug him and wanting to be held by him, but she stopped before she did. Mystix caught the scent of Cobalt. That made her take a few steps back. "Why do you have the smell of that floozy on you?" she said with hurt in her voice. It wasn't anger this time.

Tyris just stood there silent for a long moment then tried to make up an excuse, "Well, we were doing business and...I wanted to see if she could really prove her talents with the club she wanted to run. Mystix, is..."

"I see how it is then," she interrupted him. Mystix left the kitchen and walked down the hallway silently crying to herself. She went to the master-bedroom which was in the back of the home and locked the door so she would be alone and no one bother her. She was completely taken advantage of and on the same night her mate has his fun with another female. Mystix felt heart broken now.

He sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I swear it's something everyday with that woman," he spoke to himself. Tyris didn't know what was going on with Mystix, but he had business to deal with and didn't have time. He, unfortunately, was taking business over his wife. He went for the pantry and pulled out a few grain bars for a morning snack and stuffed them into his pocket. Once that was done he left the pantry and kitchen and went into the lounge, standing there and waiting for Cobalt now.

"And a good morning to you, Misses Cobalt." He grinned at her when she came into the living room. His thoughts about his wife seemed to have passed as thoughts of more business took over. "I have already made arrangements with a contractor to meet us at the buildings you were looking at," he spoke while he walked to the door and opened it, waiting for Cobalt to walk through first. "When we get there you can share your floor plans with him. He'll appreciate it I am sure. If you would like I could help suggest some names to naming your club."

He moved out the door after she exited the home. Tyris locked the door before closing it and walked with Cobalt to the building they had examined and planned to make the club out of. "Well, I haven't come up with a name just yet or at least one that even sounds good. I'll mention if I do, though."

Her mentioning his wife unsettled him somewhat. Tyris didn't like dwelling on the thoughts of how his wife was always upset with something or someone all the time. "When isn't that woman in distress," he grumbled, "it's always something with her. I feel like she's going to drive me nuts I swear." He sighed and pulled a couple of wrapped up grain bar out of a pocket and handed one to her after unwrapping one and started eating. "Want something to snack on while we walk to our destination?" he offered.

As they walked to their destination Tyris listened to her closely and looked at the plans she had drawn out. It intrigued him and it all sounded very well thought out. When they reached their destination there was a human in rather casual clothing already there standing at the location and Tyris recognized him. "It all looks very good, Cobalt. But, we'll have to talk to him a bit and see what he can do." He motioned to the human.

The human was examining the buildings and looked over and saw Tyris with a lady. "Hey, old friend. How's the street life treating you?" He said with a grin and held out a hand for a handshake.

Tyris just chuckled and shook his hand. "Same as always, except for a bit of less excitement these days, Henry. This here is Cobalt, a new acquaintance of mine and she wishes to build quite a few interesting things here with these buildings in front of us and has it all drawn out, too. I'll be helping her pay for it all of course, but with how complicated this all looks I figured you could be the best one for the job knowing your great service."

Henry held out his hand for a handshake to her as well. "Good to meet you, Ma'am. Mind if I see what you have laid out and what you'd like?"

Henry took the plans and studied them thoroughly. After a few minutes he nodded. "It can be done. Will take some time. Although, there is one conflict." he stated simply.

Tyris raised a brow at him. "What would that be?" he asked.

Henry looked at them both. "I hear some nasty things are going in these parts of the Den, Tyris. You know I do not let any of my workers do their job in dangerous environments. So, here is what I will offer on the table. Once this area is safe for building my crew and I will move in and do this job. Also, at that time we may discuss a price."

He sighed and nodded to Henry. "Yes, things around here have been quite shaky. Probably getting more out of hand than they usually do. I'll see what I can do in making this area better than what it is. The Den Fangs sure as hell aren't going to do any good in getting this place cleaned up."

"I assume we have a deal then, Tyris." He grinned at him and looked to Cobalt and handed her the plans. "If you wish to polish or make any additions to your plans this would be a perfect time to do it while Tyris does his part. Then after all that we can finish our business and work on this new project."