I am curious as to how something can actually smell of carnage, but hey, it's cool.
Carnage
I leaped to my feet, hissing at the person in front of me. They stood their ground, drawing up to their full height and staring me straight in the eyes. "What are you doing here, you disgusting creature?" the person asked, stepping forward. They were trying to menace me. I would not stand for that. I leaped forward, hissing and spitting as I lunged for their throat. Best to just get them out of the picture; if they knew my name and where I was, they could be a problem. The person grabbed me by the head and pulled me round, using my momentum to throw me to the ground. I slid into the foot of a bookcase, which wobbled precariously. "Nobody attacks the Night Dragon in his home!" the man roared, rage contorting his face. Jumping to my feet again, I threw two tendrils towards him. The Night Dragon backflipped over them, playing right into my trap. I wrapped the tendrils around the bookshelf behind him and pulled, bringing its full weight crashing into his side. The Night Dragon rolled to the side and popped back up in a fighting stance, but it looked like I had hurt him. Good. Now to finish the job. I made to move towards him, but felt the Angel's voice in my mind. He is coming... Electricity sparked behind the Night Dragon, who turned in surprise only to be blinded by a flash of light. The bright nova remained for a moment before fading to reveal Alvah standing in its place. "Night Dragon. I trust Carnage provided you with good company before my arrival."
At the end of the day, when the sun is gone and the light is lost, the shadows will play.
"Night Dragon. I trust Carnage provided you with good company before my arrival," I said, smirking. "He was about to kill me!" The man protested. "Nonsense," I said. "Otherwise you wouldn't be qualified to assist me, yes?" The Night Dragon grunted. Carnage chuckled, leering. "The Darkness Ourubouros," I said, rubbing my palms together. "Let's get to business. If you're ready, we can begin now. Black Beauty is in no condition to assist us, I'm afraid. It'll have to be you two."
I managed free. "I'm not decent for the job yet. I need to change." I had to be careful with my stepping as I managed past the mess of books and tombs. "Don't mind the mess. I've been up to my eyeballs in research. Took me hours to find what I was looking for." I slunk to my room and changed my clothes.
The Night Dragon
I went back to the living room, only to find it cleaned up. I didn't bother asking. "Now you know what I look like behind the mask. When you're here and I'm not wearing my outfit, don't address me as Night Dragon. I don't want my landlord or neighbors knowing about it. They don't have a clue of what I do all night. As far as they know, they think I read until the sun goes up. Before you ask, I don't sleep ever since I became the Night Dragon." I cracked my knuckles. "Remember the deal. I get you the relic, you get me a mate. This apartment and my hideout needs a woman's touch."
Look down and show some mercy if you can. Look down, look down, upon your fellow man.
I got locked in a room and my energy kicked up, feeling better then ever. Lightning sparked around me. I kicked down the door and ran through the halls, careful of what's gonna probrably come out at me. I broke a window, the glass shattered and an alarm went off. Great. Just great. I threw a rope over the edge and threw myself down, grinning.
Once I got down, I made my way more into the city. I can't risk being captured again. A storm from my request, started, heavy winds blowing papers and magazines around so no one could see me. I tore off my mask and let my hair down as I walked into a motel.
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All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Once I checked into the motel I changed into Shyla again, putting on skinny jeans, boots and a jacket. I fixed my hair and covered up my wound on my left hip and started to walk downstairs.
Shyla Conners
Once I got downstairs I pushed the doors open and started walking the streets for a bar. I REALLY needed something to drink. I found one right next to a drug store and walked in, sitting down on one of the stools.
"Whiskey. Shaken, Not stirred." I say, hiding my face. The bartender nods and I flash a smile in a thanks.
Where's Carpenter?
I glance around but then shake away the thought.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Change in Black Beauty's position," said Overwatch.
"What? Where is she?"
"Strange. Position is seperate from Alvah's..."
"So she got away from Alvah? That's great!"
"Unless it's a trap."
"We'll have to take the risk," I said and pressed a button. A holographic map pulled up with little dots. A red one for Alvah, a dark blue one for Night dragon, a black one for Carnage and a yellow one for Black Beauty.
"There she is."
"Correct. I will drop you off exactly 10.3 yards from her position. Be prepared to jump."
I go into the bar Overwatch had told me Black Beauty was in. I caught a glimpse of her on a stool.
"Sup, C?" she slurred and turned in her stool. Oh great.
I walk in and over to her. "Yes, you're new nickname is C," she said and took another sip of her drink.
"Really?" I chuckled, trying to play along.
She shrugged and finished her drink. "I just broke out of Alvah's place. I needed a drink," she answered my unnanswered question: 'What the heck was she doing here?'
"Ah. It must've been hard," I commented as the bartender came back over to fill up her drink. I waved him off. She didn't need any more.
"No, not really... *hic*... you know his mansion and how we had to fight?"
"Yeah?"
"I didn't have to. They just locked me up and I slipped away," she wiggled her fingers like something was flying away.
"So he let you go," I muttered. "But why?"
"Didja say something? *hic*"
I shook my head and took her arm. "C'mon Beauty, let's go get you some coffee. Then we have some work to do."
I shake my head, "Why Coffee?" I ask, chuckling. My head was dizzy and I stumbled. I motioned the bartender over to fill my drink. "You need to chill, Man." I smiled, sitting back down.
A song started playing and I hummed along to it. Lightning zapped between my fingers without me knowing, I down my drink in one take.
I see someone walk by and it somehow looked like Justin Bieber...
I giggled and zapped him. He turned around and sends me a look.
"Yo, JB Sing for me." I say, getting another drink.
"What?" He asks, Glancing around.
"I said- Sing..." I trailed off. "I forgot what I was gonna say." I chuckled. "Never mind." I take another sip of my drink. The dude looks at me, tilting his head to the side. "Wait...Your Black Beauty!" He laughs.
I nod, "Yes, Yes, Yes, I know. Now shut up and go away." I muttered, Spinning in my stool.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
