Blonde Cat

A/N: Hey! I am back again! And Damn I am sooo far behind on my reading! But I want to update first (kinda tired so I'll read tomorrow! XD) 8_8_8_8_8_8_8_8_8_8 sorry for being behind on reading your stories everyone :,(

DISCLAIMER: Yep I don't own it... I don't know why people think I do? -.-#)

Chapter 4: Dance of Demons.

Helga's POV

I smile a purely white smile, as Curly leads me to the dance floor. When we were younger Curly was one of my only friends. He and Brainy were always by my side, but then SHE stepped in. And Curly became HER favorite little helper. I looked down, as Curly and I began to sway slowly to the music.

"What's with that look?" The man in question asked me with a grin. I blushed a little, but it was well hidden (to my joy) I raised an eyebrow. Curly rolled his chocolate brown eyes I once enjoyed looking at. "You had a far away look, Helga. What gives?" He asked me.

I smiled. "I was only thinking of the good old days." I said in a perky manner. This time Curly raised his brow at me, then smiled. "You mean the days you had a unibrow?" He asked with a chuckle. I slapped his arm playfully (the way I missed doing). "No! Burn in hell!" I whispered harshly. Curly chuckled softly again.

"We're not close enough." He said in a some what serious tone. I looked down, thinking about the burns on my back. I sighed. "Curly, why are you here? You told me a day before the party that you had something to say." I said seriously. Curly looked me in the eye, his face had not of hint of playfulness on it for once. I felt the need to return the same look.

"Why are you here Curly?" I asked calmly. Curly still looking me in the eye gave me the only answer, I never wanted to hear. "SHE wants to see you again." He answered me quietly. I didn't know if I was enraged, or scared shitless. I went with what I knew... pure white rage. My lips curled into a sugary sweet smile, my voice, I knew, would sting like acid, slowly in a loving tone slide passed my teeth.

"What does she want?" I cooed. Curly gave me back the same smile, and slide one of his hands under my chin. "She has them now, beautiful." He said in a rich, creamy, make-any-girl wet voice. There's the fear, I haven't felt that in years. Since the last time I saw THEM. Curly sighed, he then gave me a sad look. "Helga I don't want anything bad to happen to you." He said as he twirled me under his arm.

I growled. "Then why are you helping HER, and not me?!" I asked in a low snarl. Curly had yet to make me face him, as he held my arms crossed, and my back to his chest. So it looked like I was smiling. Curly gave another sigh, then he gave me a small smirk. "Your to young to understand." He joked. It was his own way of telling me he couldn't tell.

I twirled under his arm again, and he placed his hand on my waist. "Curly... why are you doing this... I don't want you to be my enemie." I said gently. I really didn't want that.

Curly was about to say something, but the music picked up. He closed his eyes and smiled, then he looked at me and held his hand out. "Come on Helga, could we please just dance?" He asked with a small sad smile. I looked at him with a scowl, but took his hand. Curly and I used to dance together when we were younger.

"I'm not giving up, Curly." I said as he pushed me out, then pulled me back in. "I got them away before, I will do it again." I said determinedly. Curly sighed as we spun around. "Helga why can you just give in?" He asked me taking one of my hands and holding it our palms flat as we walked in a circle like that.

I scowled at him. "I am doing everything she wants me to do. I do it just to keep them out of this shit! I do the killing, the smuggling, the stealing, and I'm the one selling the drugs for her. All so they can stay out of this, and so she can do God knows what!" I hissed.

Arnold's POV

I smiled out at the people dancing as I stood next to Brainy. I wanted to go off to see Lila, but it was hard to see her in this crowed. I turned back towards Brainy, and nearly jumped out of my skin. The look if hate on his face, made my heart stop.

"B-Brainy..? Is something wrong?" I asked timidly. Brainy looked at me with that same look of hate in his eyes. Causing me to shake slightly. Brainy flinched, closed his eyes then sighed.

When he opened them, he gave me that same nobleman like smile. "No, Arnold. But I need you to stay here." He said, and before I could get a word in he left. I sighed, but then grew confused as I watched him take Helga by the arm and twirl her away. I almost laughed. It looked like a love triangle dancing.

While they were dancing I left to find Lila, and ask for a dance. "Brainy should really mind." I thought with a smile, and shrug, it would just be a dance.

Brainy's POV

I watched as my beloved Helga danced with Curly, and I knew something was terribly wrong. I saw her face turn to a face I only saw her have in battle, and Curly do the same. I never trusted him after SHE came along. We were normal kids, but first it was Helga, then it was Curly, and I was the last to fall. I growled internally, but my face darkened.

I nearly paled at the look she had. Helga made a face that I only saw once, and it was so very long ago... fear. My face grew darker, and I was force to bit back a snarl. But my heart grew warm at look of determination on her face. Helga is a beautiful strong creature. But I hated how Curly looked like he had the upper hand.

"B-Brainy..? Is something wrong?" Said Arnold's voice from beside me. I knew I must look horrifying, but I couldn't help but look at Arnold the same way. I saw Arnold begin to shake slightly, and it caused me to flinch. I had to close my eyes. I must be scaring the poor lad... I thought with a sigh. Helga was right... Arnold is very pure kind soul. Hell I really wouldn't be surprised if he WAS a virgin.

I opened my eyes, and gave Arnold's pure and scared face a small noble smile."No, Arnold. But I need you to stay here." I said calm, yet firm tone. I looked back at Helga and Curly dancing. Before Arnold could even say anything to me, I walked away.

I wanted answers.

My eyes locked with Curly's as I spun Helga in my arms. She looked shocked, but then serious. "What's wrong, my love." I asked in a firm tone. Helga looked at me with cold eyes, but I could see the sadness, and worry in them. "The bitch has them, Brainy." Helga whispered, as I twirled her.

My face paled, we've kept them so far away... s-s how?! But before I could ask. My beloved was snatched from my hand, and into the waiting ones of a smirking Curly. I growled.

What's her aim?

Author's POV

The music changed, as did the mood in the room. To something akin to a forbidden dance, but the tension of... something, at least to the people. Filled the air, as all the guest watched in awe. Most moved out of the way to give the trio some space. As did a women dressed in red watched with an evil spark in her eye.

Rhonda stood there with her arms crossed, and a smirk planted on her lips. She loved the way her man, and Helga moved. Rhonda allowed a evil giggle to pass through her lips. If everything went according the HER plan, Rhonda would be able to have her cake, and eat it too.

Rhonda smirked, as she turned around to find Wolfgang. He should have what they need. Maybe. "He did say he wanted to dance with Helga's red fur having dog." Rhonda said to herself with a shrug.

...

Curly pulled Helga closer towards him. Giving a dashing smile, to her scowling face. "Helga... this is to be our dance, beautiful." He said coyly. Helga smirked. "Then tell me what I want to know." She said in the same manner.

Curly face turned cold. "Helga... I don't know all the details, but you need to see her." Helga growled at him. "Why the hell does you she want me?! I didn't do anything! I did all that I was told to do, so I don't get it?!" Helga said seething.

Curly starred at her in the eyes. "Because she needs you." He said in his smooth voice, and smile dripping charm. Helga was about to ask him to clarify, but Brainy's hand slip into her hand before she could talk.

"Helga what's going on?" Brainy asked as he dipped Helga.

Helga sighed.

"Brainy... I think I'm going to lose it." Helga said as she was lifted in the air. She looked like an angel, and Brainy didn't like his beautiful angel being in distress. His face turned serious. "Helga what did she do?" He asked guiding her across the sighed, trying her hardest not to pull at her hair.

"I don't know, but I think... no I know she's using them to get to me." Helga said looking down. Brainy looked at her, not truly understanding the depths of her words. "But why? We're doing all that she asks of us." He questioned. Helga sighed as she layed her forehead on Brainy's chest.

"I'm not sure, but Curly told me she wanted to see m-" And again, before Helga could speak the rest of her sentence, she was pulled into Curly's awaiting arms. "Tsk." Curly said mockingly in Helga's ear as he held one hand over her stomach, and the other in his free hand. Curly twirled Helga under his arm. "Helga, love. I hope you know, that this is serious." He said in a charming tone.

Helga looked at Curly indeffrently. "Of that... I am well aware of Curly." Helga said calmly. Curly smirked down at her as they slide across the room. He was amazed that Helga was able to keep her composer, even under her most undesired circumstances.

Curly smirked, then he sighed.

"Helga... you will have three months to think about this offer I am about to give you. And if I were you, I would would choose wisely." Curly said in a icy cold voice. Helga looked at him questionably as he leaded in, and whispered in her ear. Upon hearing the offer Helga once again... paled.

Brainy's POV

I watched as my dear heart face grew pale for the second time tonight. And it was then that my blood began to boil. I was never a violent man, even after what that woman put us through, I still didn't like the action of murdering people. But Curly was really pissing me off. I know something must be up, and Helga was scared.

I marched over and took Helga's hand again, shooting. a dark glare at Curly. As my love and I spun away, I smirked with satisfaction. I looked down to see Helga's still pale face focusing on my chest. "My dear. What did he say to you." Helga took a calm breath before looking at me. Her icy blue eyes, held no emotions, as she spoke I heard not one once of fear. She was doing that to protect me, and keep me from worrying.

A/N: TILL NEXT WE MEET SORRY FOR THE CLIFF! LOVE YOU

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