Mondello Inc. X3

2010-11-07T06:57:00.000-08:00

Years had gone by since he stood in this spot but as he looked down to the crowd, Vega allowed their chanting to wash over him as if their voices were the hands of a goddess. It felt good to be here, distant yet familiar. Though he'd been quiet about it, Vexx too joined him and a part of the both of them thought this to be good for their relationship. At one time the two brothers had gathered up a large fan base throughout the world due to small time performances and their music being played underground via internet. When his brother had gone missing, the music ceased but the demand for their return never faded so as it was, the large theater was filled with fans chanting he and Vexx's last name. Hidden behind the curtain that had been draped to one side of the old stage, a grin placed itself on his lips as he built up the shit that made him tick when on stage. The sounds of the girl still muffled as she laid strung out on the floor behind him, she was his pre-performance appetizer for the night.

He turned around slowly and made his way to the female and crouched down beside her. The entire staff were his personal staff so that his actions weren't questioned. With a look no different than a curious child, he leaned down so that he hovered over her, sweat shone the skin of her sub-conscience body. A smile on her lips as a hand was clumsily brought up to rest at the back of his neck, her giggle ate at him like a disease that ate through his flesh. She disgusted him at this moment but that same feeling of disgust was accompanied with a growing lust for the kill. He mirrored her hand and scooped her up with his palm pressed against the back of her neck and brought her to him so that her neck met his lips. Drugs ran thick through her veins which had slowed her pulse. The same pulse that could be felt against his lips as he now kissed the skin that hid the vein just beneath. His named rolled off the girls tongue like an addicting drug all on its own. Vega was addicted to the attention his lifestyle brought him, whether it be from the groups of girls willing to die for his attention, the pissed off dealer from across the continent that just realized they'd been overtaken by Vega's hand, the eyes of Marissa's mother staring up at him while his dick was hidden behind the white of her teeth, or the loving arms of his wife when he entered their home. A feeling now that Vexx was once again stepping close at his side, left him with a feeling that all was coming back as it should. A final grin and his teeth sunk in the girls neck and a moan could be heard by each of them as pleasured swallows of her blood flowed heavily down his throat.

Minutes later and he was satisfied, with a silk handkerchief, he wiped his lips as the girls corpse was carried away. "MONDELLO! MONDELLO! MONDELLO!" the crowd continued to cheer, drenched heavily with the accent that accompanied The Netherlands. To steady himself, he looked up as if to pray to a god that meant shit to him, he jumped in place a couple times to shake off whatever bit of nervousness he felt when he felt a hand at his shoulder. It was Vexx, already dressed and guitar strapped over a shoulder. "Lets go, grasshopper" Its all he said before walking onto the stage with the rest of the band. The crowd went from chanting to screaming hysterically and Vega couldn't help but eat this shit up.

"Right." He said once then took off for center stage where a mic stood in wait. "WHATS UP AMSTERDAM?!" He asked while trying not to focus on all the flashing lights that came from the crowd. Hundreds of cellphones had been transformed into cameras and recording studios. He knew this performance would once again be blasted though out the internet and for once, he hoped that it might actually get him somewhere in the world of entertainment. For a creature who lived off attention, stepping into the music industry was right up his alley and exactly where he belonged. Money? Crowds that paid to hear him speak or sing. Money. Drugs. Sex. Why not live the life he adored? World tours meant worldwide trips that would entertain both he and the wife and hopefully bring life back into his brother.

An hour and a half later and they were wrapping up their final song. If he didn't know any better, Vexx was just as into the performance as he was. Several times he'd glanced over to see him grinning just as evilly as he was and had no problems singing along with him. Hell, maybe he should talk to his twin about giving him his own number to perform. Might do them both good. With a final scream of thanks, he raised his hand that held the mic over his head then slammed the small object to the ground of the stage, threw up two fingers and gave the crowd a final wave as he exited the stage.

"Mayte, baby" He spoke into his cell, he was drenched with sweat and had lost his jacket after the second number. "Shows over, I'll meet you soon. I love you." He slid the cellphone into his pocket then gave his brother a knowing and all too familiar stare. "well?"
"Well what?" Vexx replied.
"Well....how did it feel?"
Vexx looked as if he were still trying to come across as a hard ass but the grin he wore couldn't hide his own excitement.

"I agree. Did you see that shit?" Vega asked, excitement in his tone when he spoke. "They ate that shit up and still their asses starve for more." he laughed.
"I did. I did...brilliant shit." Vexx answered as he pulled the exit door open for the two of them. Out back, a handful of girls waited in the cold in hopes that their guess was right.
"Vega. Vexx" they plead, accents heavily played on their tongues. "Vexx...Vega" Its all they said as they held out pieces of paper and tshirts that read "Mondello Inc." across them along with the infamous skull design that accompanied the words. It was as if they'd never taken a break. Signing the girls shit, Vega and Vexx both slid inside Vega's vehicle and drove off before anyone else picked up on their plan and made their way to the hotel. During the trip the brothers discussed the show and held laughs between them that hadn't passed for too long of a time. They separated in the lobby of the hotel and Vega made his way to his office. It was obvious before he'd ever made it to the large room that another vampire lingered somewhere close. He could smell the blood. Very familiar in scent it caused him not to allow himself to become defensive as he stepped inside his office. The lights were on, dim and coming from lamps placed within the room.

"I know you're in here...speak up, show yourself..whatever. I got places to be and a wife to take out my frustrations on." He said with a smirk, sexual frustrations were always his favorite given self torture. Would be Maytes when he made it home. He whistled one note out slowly as he took the seat behind his desk and opened his laptop to watch over the security cameras to see who the fuck was inside the building other than the usual tourists

Halfass Introduction.

2010-08-02T14:28:00.000-07:00

AMSTERDAM A location. A city in red. A way of life.

A BLOG.

This is where I'm supposed to jot down all the interesting shit that will cause a brow to be raised or a jaw to drop. This is the part where I win you over with words so fuckin' interesting that you can't help but to finish the entirety of whatever it is I've got to say.

What the fuck is this dumbass talking about? Why is their language so foul? Well, I have no idea, YET and because it's a birth defect.

MONDELLO INC.

Vega and Vexx Mondello. Brothers. Twins. Addicts. Vampires.

Drawn into a world of drugs, sex, money, and blood the two brothers stuck their claim in the Red Light District in the sixties and have called Amsterdam home ever since. Vega, the vainer of the two, loses himself in the high of sex, power, drugs, and money. Women ravaged his club. Addicts flooded his hotel. Blood flooded the grounds and people were never to be seen again.

Vexx Mondello. Royal fuck up? Genius? He could be both and he could be neither. His story is unique. He is the older of the two by six minutes. He and Vega have been inseparable since birth but when they were only seven their mother, whom declared Vega the child of the devil, had attempted to murder her own son while he performed Chopin. She cursed the music as being evil and lunged at the seven year old Victor (Vega's mortal birth name) in attempts to break his neck. She was pulled away by the boy's father and Vincent (Vexx's mortal birth name). They young Vincent took a personal and silent oath to protect his brother no matter what had to be done. This would carry on through their life after being stripped of their humanity.

MORE TO COME.......

(like how I dropped that in the middle of nowhere huh? lol)

Let there be music.

2010-08-02T12:54:00.000-07:00

Straight Outta My Mind

Mondello Inc. X3

Halfass Introduction.

Let there be music.