Victor Creed growled at the insesstant knocking at the front door. He had been sound asleep until someone decided it was a great idea to come visiting the empty Creed mansion. For as long as the mansion had been standing, it had never been so quiet. Only Victoria and himself were present at the time; Dezra had taken the younger side of their brood to visit Xavier's school while the majority of the older ones had moved out. Considering that piece of information, the tall blonde couldn't help but wonder who was at the door.

Another bit of knocking urged Victor from his comfortable position on the couch. Swinging his legs around to rest on the floor, he rose and stretched. Feeling his back pop, Victor sighed before fixing a disgruntled expression on his face. Long strides of thickly muscled legs brought him to the door quickly. A large hand wrapped around the silver door knob and opened the door just as the person on the other side raised his hand to knock again.

"Hello!" The surprisd but pleased man exclaimed. Victor placed the guy at around 25 or 26 years of age. He had long, brown hair that looked like it hadn't been brushed in a while, but it was at a length that he could get away with it. A childish grin and mischevious eyes gave him a young appearance, but he had a look in his eyes that he'd seen too much at a young age.

"'Bout time somebody answered," His voice was youthful and melodic, "I thought I'd have to climb the terrace to get to Tori!"

The stranger realized his mistake the moment the words left his mouth, but he could not retract them. One of Victor's large hands wrapped around the man's throat while the other grabbed the door and closed it behind them as they stepped outside. The brunette immediately began to grab at Victor's thick paw, trying to get him to release him. However, the blonde was a formidable foe.

"Your first mistake," Victor claimd, "was waking me up from a sound sleep." The man's eyes widened and he tried to speak,, but was silence by Victor. "Second mistake was being too damn perky." His reasons didn't fly well to the guy in his grasp. "Your third and greatest mistakes was insinuating that you were worthy enough to talk to my 20 year old daughter, let alone be allowed in her room.

By this point, the stranger was about ready to wet himself, but he managed to keep his act together. Victor growled low in his throat and tightened his grip. The man began to kick his feet in earnest. Luckily for him, he managed to kick the larger man in the crotch, causing him to be dropped. Unluckily for him however, a red tint painted the blue eyes of his attacker, causing him to come at him with a rage.

The only reason Victor did not plaster the stranger to the cement was the golden eyed angel standing in the doorway, beckoning to her father. Curly blonde hair danced playfully in her face and a wry smile curved her pouty, pink lips. Her father wondered to himself, not for the first time, exactly how such an angel could be born by a vicious man like himself.

"Daddy, what have I told you about killing my boyfriends?" Her querying tone made Victor frown, but he ceased his attack on the brunette.

"This no-good is your boyfriend?" He responded, sniffing in disgust. The other man obviously took offense at the name, but wisely remained silent.

"That so-called 'no-good' is Aiden Maddox and he is my boyfriend. I would very much like him in one piece please." Her sweet smile was enough to make Aiden smile back.

"Well then I'll just chew him up a bit and then send him up to you." His grin was feral.

"That'll be adequate." Victor's daughter agreed.

Aiden fumbled a bit. His hazel eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. He glanced between Victoria and Victor, trying to decide if they were being serious or not. When he determined that indeed they were being honest, he spoke up.

"Tori!" His tone was indignant. "you're not gonna just let your dad chew me up here are you?" She grinned at him.

"Aiden, I'm a Creed, and if you want to get with me, you gotta get along with the family too."

With that said, Victoria went back inside and closed the door. The brunette decided that what he thought was an angel, was really a demon in disguise. He couldn't help but grin despite his circumstances. He knew with an absolute clarity that in a moment he'd have to have a very intense conversation with the large man in front of him, but in the meantime, he allowed himself to chuckle.

"Yes indeed," he thought to himself, "Victoria Creed is well worth the stress." He looked at her father and noted the strange glimmer in his eyes. Time to face his destiny.