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Kidnapped for the Prince (Cerberus and jadeshaw88)

Cerberus

Pulsar
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Drake had been working for the company for more then 3 years now and in that time he had become one of their best agent to find the "target" and retrive it for them before training them then handing them over to be sold. He sat back in his chair all dressed up.

There was supposed to be a big party for Celebrities, some A list group who thought that they were untouchable that they wouldn't get caught and disappear like some of those B list stars. Laughing he got up and headed to his car and checked his trunk for all of the tools of his trade. His ropes, gags and chloroform. Getting into his Car he headed out from his house and into the city where the after party was being held.

Drake was able to slip into the party, conning many people into thinking he was someone important. His dark black hair and dark eyes always gave him an air of mystery. He chatted with stars and producers alike as he looked around for his next targets. Who would the company want now. it had to be someone really at the A list, someone who would actually cause a spark once she was kidnapped and never seen again. Then that would strike panic into them and make them know that they were not safe.

He knew that they operated all around the world. Some in shadows and some in plain sight of others. They were able to put themselves into top levels of government. who knew what position they held. But they were bringing these powerful women and taking them to become their slaves to show everyone they they were truly in power.
 
Beyonce sighed as she moved toward her bedroom. She had just gotten off of the phone with her agent. What she had thought was going to be a precious quiet day was going to be interrupted by some A list party. She supposed that it would be good to promote her new single and it wouldn't hurt if the tabloids caught a flash of her but she was in some desperate need of some down time. It wasn't like she didn't mind being a celebrity, she loved it, but her life was pretty hectic now.

Once she was in her designer clothes and her hair and make-up had been done and applied, she had a different attitude entirely. She was a goddess and it was time to flaunt it. It was because of her that a diva had turned into a term to be proud of and she was. She had made something of herself and she didn't need a man or anyone else to help her. She was independent and strong and no one was going to hold her back.

When she arrived for the party, she posed for the cameras outside. Paparazzi were both a good and bad for celebrity appearance and right now it could only help. Everything that she wore was specifically designed for her and she had made sure that she wouldn't end up in the what not to wear list this time. She was perfect and she was happy to pose for a picture to declare it to the world.

Inside, the party was rather dull, as most parties were. She hadn't intended on staying long, just to make an appearance. That was really all that was expected of her. If she stayed too long, she was bound to talk to the wrong person for too long and cause a scandal. She could see it now "Diva chats with blah blah blah...is there love in the air?" Ha! Just one more thing to bring her down. She had no doubt that whoever it was she was said to be in love with would also give 'inside information' about a romance that didn't exist.
 
It had been some time but drake made his way through the crowd watching everyone trying to find his next target. He noticed someone speaking to Beyoncé and who waved him over. He slowly walked over and gave a quick nod to one of his partners before her turned to face the popular diva.

Drake nodded and gently took her hand and kissed it. "Ah my dear Ms.Knowles, I am Drake Ramerez." He gave her hand a light squeeze as he watched everyone making key notices of who was around. He also made notice of those whom he worked with that had infiltrated the party as well and who they had their eyes set one. Drake gave a quick nod to one of his brothers who was already heading out where one celebrity was headed out on her own.

He grinned and licked his lips just thinking about being able to control these humans. Knowing it was all a matter of time and soon it would come to grab these girls but first he had to think of a plan to be able to get them all alone and one by one so that no one would suspect anything until it was too late. "Well I must say Ms. Knowles you are looking awfully well tonight I do hope that you are enjoying this party for now. who knows when the next time you'll get to really relax due to a hectic work timetable."

Drake did his best to act as any other star and human but deep down it enraged him as much as he knew it upset the prince that these far less superior and weaker creatures could even think that they were on the top of the food chain. Hell in history all the progress that was ever made was due to his own kind aiding the humans so that they could be used for their own purposes.
 
Beyonce had been speaking to a government official who had wanted her to do a birthday party for his daughter when a strange man came up to speak to her. She didn't recognize him from anywhere and she tried going through all of the big shots she knew. It was always good to great up and comings by name since they could give your career a little boost while they were on the rise but she had never seen or heard of this man before in her life.

With the way he acted, he probably wasn't a crazed fan. Most of them would have been near fainting by now and asking for her autograph. This man was so....casual. He had to be important some how. Only important people acted like that around the rich and famous. Even then it got a little crazy sometimes. She had had stars gush at her before.

She put on a photo-worthy smile and let him kiss her hand. "Well it's nice to meet you, Mr. Ramerez." She told him, acting as sincere as possible. Maybe if she played friendly he would tell her what he was doing here. It wasn't new for agents to invite potential somebodies to parties like these. He could just be a really relaxed person. After all, he had singled her out and was talking to her like this. "I don't know if this really counts as relaxing but I'm enjoying the party so far." She wasn't but it was better to lie about these sorts of things.

((Short but I didn't know what to write.))
 
Drake looked at Beyoncé and nodded. "Besides helping up and coming celebrity's career's to rise I also run a small import and export business for selective clients. Be it expensive cars, toys, girls and drinks, we can get what a client wants and deliver it to them. and for right now, you're wanted by someone." He smiled knowing that she had drank enough of the laced champagne to put her under its spell, to others she would just seem drowsy from drinking but she wouldn't be able to say or do anything, she would be a prisoner inside of her own body. "Just sit back and relax miss Knowles, it will all be over soon."

He looked at Beyoncé and grinned before gently helping her up from the seat. when a waiter walking by asked if she was okay he simply gave that she had a little too much to drink and he was getting her a cab to take home. He walked her out to the back before leaning her against a car. Once done he stripped her of her crimson dress and tucked it away, instead he dressed her into a short silver dress and hose.

It was a familiar dress to her but would of been a little shorter from the years but still showed off her womanly figure. He then tied her and placed her in the back seat before pulling out a small black card and opening it. The image looked to be of a boy no older then 17 but he had animal look to him, yellow eyes, pointed ears and fur. "You have her?..Good..you have the next target order as well." Drake nodded. "Yes my prince." He then turned and looked at Beyoncé. "Well your new master is the prince, feel lucky."
 
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