“WE LOVE YOU!”<br/><br/>“MACK! MACK!”<br/><br/>“TURN THIS WAY!”<br/><br/>The roar of the crowd was music to the young man’s ears as he strolled down the red carpet to the limo that waited for him. Women and men, both screamed his name. Hands outstretched to him for just the smallest touch or even a glance in their direction to validate their existence. Mack drank it up like any God would the prayers of his loyal followers. For to a man with the ego the size of the world that is what they were to him and he to them.<br/><br/>A God among men.<br/><br/>In the limo, the screaming was muted but the noise was still enough that the smirk on his face did not waver or falter even for a second.<br/><br/>“Another successful movie premiere,” the distinctive female voice from across the limo.<br/><br/>Sunglasses lowered just enough to allow him the ability to view the woman without much hindrance. The cocky male grunted in approval, “Was there ever a doubt?”<br/><br/>“With you? No, love. Never.” The woman’s voice held the distinctive quality of silk. A soft sound that managed to caress and titillate at the same time. Another aspect that Mack approved of heavily.<br/><br/>“Love? Why aren’t you a bold one. Throwing about titles as if that will help to prolong our little dance here,” the shades completely removed now. They were held between two fingers of one hand, more like allowed to dangle in an almost too casual a manner while he relaxed against the fine leather of the seat. “Of course you know me, for honestly who does not? But you are at the advantage for I do not know who you are,” held tilted to the side like one would examine a fine car and he was still trying to figure out if he wanted to take it for test drive or not. “So, just who are you?”<br/><br/>“Mmm…” her tongue snaked out to lick across her lips and immediately held Mack’s attention. “I can be anything you want me to be…”<br/><br/>The answer was as corny as it comes, lame in all honesty. But the woman had the goods to back what she was selling and this would not have been the first time that a crazed fan got into his limo. Last time the woman was like a soft four, but Mack was not one to refuse the oral offerings from one of his disciples.<br/><br/>That would have been rude.<br/><br/>Not another word was spoken, instead Mack merely jerked his chin to invite her over. Expecting her to take the seat beside him, one can only imagine the shock and pleasant surprise when she instead choose to sit in his lap. This one obviously was not one to waste time, just how Mack wished most of his female conquests were. Against his lips she pressed a rough kiss, there was a strength behind it that he had not been expecting but was not about to complain about either. At least not until he felt a sharp pain and tasted cooper.<br/><br/>“What the fuck?!” he practically snarled and shoved her from his lap onto the floor of the limo. “You bit me? You crazy bitch! DO YOU KNOW HOW VALUABLE MY FACE IS!” More of a declaration of rage than an actual question, Mack as ready to kick her out of the moving vehicle when she started to chuckle. It was not long before the chuckle turned into nearly crazed laughter that had the man more on edge than he already was. At the front of the limo, the driver made some comment about pulling over, though he had to shout over the radio that suddenly decided to turn itself to full blast.<br/><br/>“You are so like him…it is comical,” the woman remarked from the floor. Hair atop her head started to fall away to reveal…snakes. One of which hissed and snapped at him though they were not yet able to reach him from how far she still was.<br/><br/>“Like who? Listen bitch I don’t know what fucking magic show you are trying to sell with me, but you barked up the wrong tree when you thought that your fine ass was going to just waltz in here and act all crazy and still get in my pants. I don’t fuck with crazy as a rule.”<br/><br/>“This is more than you, you spoiled child!” the words slung at him stung more than he would ever admit to. “Your blood will help usher in the future! It will be grand and we will no longer have to hide who we are! We will be free!”<br/><br/>A retort was fresh and sharp on the tip of his tongue, when something wrapped about Mack’s ankle and yanked him from the seat to the floor. About his body he felt something cold and scalely start to constrict him. With each breath he took the harder it was to take the next and the one after that.<br/><br/>“Poor boy. Destined for greatness and about to be nothing but food for…what was it you called me? A crazy bitch?”<br/><br/>The face he had just been kissing, one that he had been completely enamored with now was something from a nightmare. Tusks that dripped with a vile substance that caused his skin to burn wherever it touched. Jaws, just as grotesque as the tusks began to unhinge like that of a large snake. Death stared Mack literally in the face, but what really stood out to him were the insults to his person. To his manhood and of course his face that she threatened to ruin.<br/><br/>He was not having that.<br/><br/>Rage built up and swelled from the pit of his stomach. Out from him this rage crackled and sparked along his body, and in a sudden though brilliant flash the pair were engulfed in a ball of lightning that set the car ablaze which then exploded. From the wreckage Mack emerged, dazed, confused and cradling the injured driver in his arms. Whatever the fuck happened he could not even begin to understand, but the crowd of reporters that had been tailing the car thought they saw it get struck by lightning before it exploded. Then there was Mack walking out of the explosion without looking back like some hero. When his head was clear and he could try to put two and two together he would actually thank that woman for helping to boost his career even more.<br/><br/>Though Mack was kind of pissed about losing his sunglasses. He really loved that pair.