elainahalevyx

[elainahalevyx]

Shadows of Retribution

Awards After-party, post plot drop

Berkeley Estate

Warnings: 💋

Mentions: Yuliya, Laure, Aviv

The atmosphere at the awards after-party had been filled with anticipation; the air thick with whispers of success and ambition. As the guests mingled and the champagne flowed, a hush fell over the room as the screens flickered to life, broadcasting, in loose term, a spectacle. The video footage which captured the murder of Kosta's loyalist, a stark reminder, for perhaps all, of who they all really were.

As the confusion swept through the crowd, Elaina saw the panic flash in the eyes of the partygoers as they struggled to comprehend the gravity of what they had just witnessed. Whispers turned to shouts, and chaos erupted as the realisation dawned that they were in the midst of a revenge plot. At least of some sort. 

Elaina felt a surge of apprehension coursing through her veins, knowing that this bold act of violence would undoubtedly invite swift and brutal retaliation from the Russians. But amidst the turmoil, she also saw an opportunity, a chance to strike back at the heart of the darkness that had claimed her sister's life. 

In that pivotal moment, as the video played out before her eyes, Elaina felt a surge of raw emotion coursing through her veins, igniting a fire that had burned within her for far too long. It was a crucial reminder of the pain and loss she had endured over the past year, the weight of her family's deaths pressing down upon her with suffocating intensity.

But amidst the turmoil, there was something else stirring within her—a simmering resolve, a burning desire for retribution that had been building within her with each passing day. As she watched the chaos unfold around her, she saw an opportunity—a chance to settle the score, to finally collect the debts owed to her family by the Russians.

For too long, she had carried the burden of her grief and anger in silence, haunted by the memories of Dan and Noa's senseless deaths, tormented by the knowledge that justice had remained unresolved. But now, as the chaos of the after-party threatened to consume them all, she saw a glimmer of hope - a chance to turn the tide, to seize control of her destiny and exact her revenge.

With a steely determination driving her actions, Elaina knew that this was her moment - a chance to confront the demons of her past and demand blood in return. For in that fleeting moment, Elaina knew that she had the power to rewrite the narrative - to deliver a small bit of what had been served to her. And as she stood, she knew that she would stop at nothing. Not even herself, not even if it meant her own death.

With set determination, she locked eyes with Laure, their silent communication speaking volumes. This was their moment, their chance to tip the scales in their favour, even if events like these never had a good ending, there was always the other end of the stick, the sharp part, most likely.

Elaina knew that every second counted and yet, she had to bid her time. Before anything, Aviv was someone who looked after his own, as selfish as he was, she knew her capabilities enough to understand she couldn’t take him out if there were more of them. 

Yes, her target was Aviv. 

It was after some time that Elaina and Laure began their move. They knew that the chaos would provide the perfect cover for their gambit, a chance to strike when they least expected it.

Aviv was looming across the room, noticeably on alert to the situation that now engulfed the whole estate.

Elaina's gaze swept through the corridor as she searched for her target. And then, she spotted her - Yuliya, the forgettable sister, and her formidable bodyguard.

Without hesitation, Elaina signalled to Laure, her silent ally ready for action. With a nod of acknowledgment, Laure moved with silent precision, closing in on the bodyguard with lethal intent. In the blink of an eye, she struck with calculated savagery, incapacitating him before he could even register the threat.

As the bodyguard crumpled to the ground, Elaina seized her opportunity, launching herself into action. With lightning speed, she closed the distance between herself and Yuliya, her hand closing around the delicate curve of her neck with unyielding force.

Yuliya's eyes widened in terror as Elaina dragged her away, her movements fueled by a potent mix of desperation and resolve.

And just as expected, in the blink of an eye, Aviv's keen gaze found them, and immediately he reacted. With a violent roar of rage, he surged forward, his massive frame cutting through the chaos like the predator he was.

In a heartbeat, he reached Yuliya's side, his fury set upon Laure with devastating force. With a savage blow, he sent her reeling, her body crumpling under the weight of his assault. And then, with a single-minded focus, he turned his attention to Elaina, his eyes burning with a savage intensity.

With grim determination, Elaina braced herself for the inevitable clash, her grip on Yuliya unyielding as she prepared to face Aviv head-on. In that moment, she knew that there would be no turning back—that the battle ahead would test her resilience, test her strength and her ability to be anything at all. She refused to be another failure.

So she met Aviv's charge with unwavering defiance. And as their paths collided in a whirlwind of fury and desperation, Elaina knew that she would stop at nothing to see him on his knees. Even better, she wanted his blood all over the marble floors, she wanted to suffer more than her family had suffered. More than Noa, more than Dan. It was for them she was doing this. And it was only the beginning. 

It was then she let go of the blonde, only then. While Yuliya might have been blood well-split, she wasn’t who Elaina wanted. 

As Yuliya was led away by one of Aviv's men, a silent order whispered between them, Elaina saw her opportunity. With a swift and decisive motion, she launched herself into action as Aviv’s attention remained on her. Thus, Elaina closed the distance between them in the blink of an eye.

With a swift and decisive motion, Elaina launched herself at him, her movements precise as she closed the distance between her and Aviv. Aviv's anger burned bright as he turned his attention to her, his eyes flashing with savage intent.

Their clash was unrelenting, as they exchanged blow after punishing blow. Elaina fought with a ferocity born of desperation, drawing upon reserves of strength she never knew she possessed as she met Aviv's relentless assault head-on.

But Aviv wasn’t just anyone. His sheer size alone was enough to bring her down. But the brutality? With each passing moment, the struggle grew more intense; the corridor being painted by blood with each strike.

Meanwhile, Laure reeled from Aviv's initial onslaught, her movements hindered by the pain of his merciless blows. With a desperate scream, she delivered a powerful kick to Aviv's knees, aiming to bring the Russian to his knees. The force of her blow sent shockwaves through his body, but Aviv's reflexes were as sharp as his cruelty. Even as he staggered, he lunged forward, his eyes burning with a savage intensity. Yet, Laure evaded his grasp, though not without consequences.

Elaina had moved on the other side, her movements fluid and graceful as she sought to exploit Aviv's blind spots. With razor-sharp precision, she struck at his vulnerabilities, her blows landing with lethal accuracy as she sought to tip the scales in their favour.

And then, Elaina saw her opening. With a surge of adrenaline, she delivered a blow to Aviv's temple, sending him reeling. As he stumbled, dazed and disoriented, Laure seized the opportunity, delivering a final, decisive strike that sent him crashing to the ground in a heap.

The corridor fell silent. With Aviv finally passed out at, the both of them stood panting heavily. It wasn’t easy, but it was done. 

Elaina took out her phone and called the first person on her contacts.

“I’m going to need help moving a body.” 

He wasn’t dead, but he was going to wish he was soon enough. 

#;; self para #;; event ; berkeley afters #;; aviv kasyanenko #ft laure #ft yuliya

[elainahalevyx]

Do you want to get killed out here? Get in the car!

#;; mirror

[elainahalevyx]

“Excuse me?” Intentional or not, soft or not, his tone was way off for what she thought the conversation would be heading. She did not much care for the things that had happened or the reactions people gave her but it did matter when it came from the people who were supposed to be in her circle.

Uncrossing her arms from her chest, Elaina took a step toward him and delivered a slap across his cheek. “I’d watch what you’re saying. Take this as me being defensive but I don’t like being offended or talked down to. Try that again, Théodore.”

"I didn't know there was a certain way I'm supposed to feel?"

#;; Théo chaussard #;; pre

[elainahalevyx]

"I don't think it's the alcohol we need to focus on." This was London, after all, and if she didn't have a hand in something, there was a high chance someone else would. "You ready to enjoy it fully?"

"That might depend on how much alcohol gets consumed, before and afterwards."

#;; samar sehgal #;; event ; awards 2024 #;; pres

[elainahalevyx]

#;; cause she looks fire #;; mirror

[elainahalevyx]

"She deserved them all as well as you. Don't be silly. It's quite obvious, given all that you received." And she meant it, she couldn't be more glad about the outcome, except for a few things here and there. "I can order myself a trophy if I feel left out, don't worry." She genuinely laughed. "I was hoping Varden would cover me, but I won't say no to the offer. Just keep an eye on me, just in case." She had that slight urge to stab every Russian in the eyes with a blunt spoon.

"Valérie is happy with the result, which means I'm thrilled. Happy wife, happy life..." And he smiled at that, quite genuinely. It wasn't as though they the needed validation, but whatever Val wanted, he'd move mountains to attain. "We won't talk about how you were robbed. I can offer plenty of free drinks to make up for it, though?"

#;; yves de metz #;; event ; berkeley afters

[elainahalevyx]

"I don't get my hands dirty."

"Go ahead and try, I would like to see you get manhandled by my security before even raising a hand in my direction."

#;; mila korshunova #;; event ; awards 2024 #;; pres

[elainahalevyx]

"Don't they teach you anything at school?" Elaina smiled at the child before her. "Be careful what you say, or I might just get the wrong idea."

"Well, at least this time you're here to remember it, right?" Isla's tone is coy, far too innocent to be heard in anything more than a positive light, "I mean, last year must be such a blur for you."

#;; isla hunt #;; event ; awards 2024 #;; pres

[elainahalevyx]

"I didn't know there was a certain way I'm supposed to feel?"

"You say that as if the last several years haven't been," perhaps the most recent, the most memorable at all. Despite his tone, almost flippant in nature, Théo's stomach twists painfully at the reminder of what they'd lost. "I wouldn't mind it being a little less memorable, and I'm surprised you're not hoping the same."

#;; théo chaussard #;; event ; berkeley afters

[elainahalevyx]

@varden-lefebvre

"Should I be acting any different? Because I won't."

#;; varden lefebvre #;; event ; berkeley afters

[elainahalevyx]

@yvesdemetz

"Well done."

#;; yves de metz #;; event ; berkeley afters

[elainahalevyx]

AWARDS AFTER PARTY AT THE BERKELEY ESTATE - Elaina Halévy

Escorted by: Most Handsome

#;; event ; berkeley afters #;; outfits

[elainahalevyx]

"You won't be."

"Are you still alive?"

#;; mila korshunova #;; event ; awards 2024 #;; pres

[elainahalevyx]

"An hour."

@mobscene-starters

"God, people are exceptionally cheery, it seems. I wonder how long it will last."

#;; mila korshunova #;; event ; awards 2024 #;; pres

[elainahalevyx]

@mobscene-starters

"Oh, I am quite certain this year will be a year to remember." Not only because it's been a year since she had been found hanging somewhere by the water.

#mobstarter #;; event ; awards 2024 #;; pres

[elainahalevyx]

Since Varden had gone to make his own rounds, it was Thierry who stepped in. "It's funny how you can say all this now, when there are cameras around." He looked the Russian man up and down, the disgust on his face evident enough.

Elaina simply stood and watched, with a smile on her face. "Well, we always knew they were cowards, didn't we? Guess his balls and pride are still hurt.. To think I could do all that with missing fingers."

FOR: @elainahalevyx WHEN: 23rd of March, 2024. WHERE: Royal Albert Hall. Pre-awards.

Maksim had found himself at the bar, a few Russian's crowding as they talked animatedly as those still left getting their arses fanned by the paparazzi posed a little too long, as he'd noticed. However, when his eye caught a passerby, he couldn't fucking help himself.

"Hey Elaina, wanna' join in this drinking game? It's called two fingers -- " He was trying to keep his lips from erupting into that shit-eating grin. "Sorry, I forgot. You're missing the key ingredients. Next time, though, okay?"

#;; maks kurylenko #ft thierry #;; event ; awards 2024 #;; pres

[elainahalevyx]

LONDON AWARDS AT THE ROYAL ALBERT HALL - Elaina Halévy

Date: Friday, 22nd March Wearing: Ralph Laurent Escorted by: Varden Lefebvre

#2024mobawardsattire