[hr][hr][center][hider=Marvin Brooks - Ghost (2WEI Remix)][youtube]https://youtu.be/VAeoDSGzFgI?si=wLlhqtHIG_TkrFCc[/youtube][/hider][/center][hr][hr] [center][h1][u]Alizée Altieri[/u][/h1][/center] [color=lightgray][i][u]Location: Veni Vedi Veni, Parking Lot[/u][/i][/color] [@Punished GN], [@Zombiedude101], [@Atrophy], [@Blizz] [hr] The child may had forgotten that Alizée essentially had eyes on the back of her head. A certain [i]something[/i] that had a vested interest in leveling its predatory gaze on the battlefield. As the beer can caught the street light as it arced towards Alizée's back, there was a sudden [i]crunch[/i] and slosh as the beer can halted in its ascent. Void glared at the kid, holding the can of beer in between its jagged teeth. Another [i]crunch[/i], and the can was crushed into scrap, contents puddling on the asphalt. With a huff, he spat it out to the side, keeping his eyes on the little punk. He might have liked the kid more now. Had a spunk that Alizée shared. Alizée spun to face the kid, hearing the crushed can ominously near her head. [quote=The child][b]".. Already have what you're looking for, it isn't [i]you[/i] they need.."[/b][/quote] Alizée's eyes scrunched at that. What did the kid mean? What... what had he [i]done[/i]? She was already committed to her attack, however, and phantom hands shot towards the girl with the braids. Until- [quote=Sully][color=goldenrod]“Look out!”[/color][/quote] Sully got in the way. Took the hit meant for the girl. [i]Damn[/i]. Her lips curled back in a snarl, absolutely detesting his interference. This was her fight! This interference was unwarranted. If Sully really wanted to take the blow, she wouldn't hold back. Alizée's eyes lit up maliciously in swirls of red and purple, glaring at Sully as white particles began coalescing in the air, numbing some of the raging burn in her throat. The claws started digging into his chest, grasping with a vengeance. He could hold onto those hands all he wanted. [quote=Sully][color=goldenrod]"The kid's right. This is fucking stupid!"[/color][/quote] [b]"Shut up, Sully! Clearly, you should have the brains to see who's [i]really[/i] in the wrong here."[/b] She bit out, hands twisting on his clothes. [i]GONG[/i]. A rippling wave. Then, a metallic scream. Searing pain. Alizée watched as the hands on Sully withered, trapped in a green, wisping aura. The second pair holding Stormy back, she could see out of the corner of her eye, had the same aura. Her teeth gritted, staggering on her feet, facing Stormy as the hands connected to her own central nervous system, to Void's system, reacted badly, [i]very[/i] badly, to being pushed back unwillingly into the Void. Void hissed, pulling back to catch his breath, and the hands on Sully disappeared. Alizée clutched her arm, feeling a weight as Stormy's hand held her shoulder. She could feel his eyes on her. They weren't angry, but her's were furious, pained. [quote=Stormy][color=00ff98]"[b]Calm. Down.[/b] It has been a decade, and [i]this[/i] is how we meet again? What were you thinking? Don’t you know that someone is hunting all of us down?”[/color][/quote] She hissed, shrugging off his hand. His condescending attitude further infuriated her. Stormy wasn't always like this, was he? She wasn't some weakling he could push around and force his own ideals on! She wouldn't let him! [b]"I don't care if I was banished! This isn't what family does, this isn't right! Why?"[/b] She stared up at him, letting him see the hurt in her eyes. [b]"Why aren't you on my side, Stormy?!"[/b] She hunched forward a bit, her teeth gnashing together. The Void mist circling off her body thickened as she drew more power from deep within. As it intensified, she took a small step forward, like stepping forward in a heavy wind. [b]"Get,"[/b] Her body shifted to the right, twisting. [b]"Your,"[/b] The hand clutched her arm stiffened. [b][h3]"Chains off me!"[/h3][/b] She slammed her elbow into Stormy's gut, trying to hit his diaphragm, reach the spine, knock the wind out of him. Anything to loosen up his concentration, his hold. If she was successful, she would only sucker-punch his gut for a second before leaping back as quickly as possible, eyes burning with rage. Out of reach of his arms, the withered phantom hands scratching against Stormy's collar and neck suddenly beat with life. Alizée's breath came in ragged and harsh, quick. The hands trembled, fighting with a fury against the chains that held them, against Stormy's magic. They tightened their hold, growing in size, wispy edges tearing reality. [b]"You don't get it, Stormy."[/b] Her voice was a hoarse whisper, trembling under the exertion. [b]"I am not my apparition."[/b] Tears in the sky appeared, denizens flooding the air as Alizée sweated against Stormy's magic. [b]"My apparition…"[/b] A tinkle of glass, as the first link of Stormy's chain gained a fracture. [b]"Is me!"[/b] And just like that, Stormy's hold over Alizée and her apparition shattered. It was at a terrible cost, though. Screaming. She could hear it. She was staring hatefully at Stormy, triumphantly. Then, darkness. Red eyes. Teeth, jaws snapping at her. Terrible horrors, wanting to destroy her mind, beat her into submission, drive her senselessly insane...taking over her entire field of vision. A bloody horror showed before her eyes as the denizens felt her exertion and took full advantage. She was blind. Trembling, trying not to flinch at the horrors overtaking her vision. The hands holding Stormy disappeared. [quote=Britney][color=f4eb93]"Alizée, [b][i]STOP![/i][/b] Don't you know this is what they [i]want?![/i] They [i]want[/i] to fly off the handle because you're proving them [i]right.[/i] Don't let them control you and get you out of your energy like this!"[/color][/quote] Alizée slowly turned to face the sound of Britney, unable to tell if she was facing her correctly or not. Her eyes stared at the air blindly, tears threatening her waterline. [b]"B-brit..."[/b] Britney was right, but it was too late. [i]Far[/i] too late. [quote=Sounds like the girl with the braids]"Alright, bitch, let's-"[/quote] Alizée flinched, taking a blind step back. [quote=Sounds like Jess]"No, no, no! I'm sorry, but we are leaving."[/quote] [i]Huh?[/i] [hr][hr][center][hider=Mother Mother - Hayloft II (Dark Verb Mix)][youtube]https://youtu.be/nKx0EZ5FQls?si=stXtuKHZLO3n5oqD[/youtube][/hider][/center][hr][hr] [i]BAM![/i] Motorcycles. A gunshot. The sound of skidding. Heavy footsteps against the asphalt. [quote=Unknown, deep voice][h3]"ALRIGHT, LISTEN UP!"[/h3][/quote] Immediately, a chill crept up Alizée's spine. [quote=Unknown, higher voice]"Try me, you ugly motherfuckers! I look forward to putting some of you in the dirt!"[/quote] It had to be the Wolfpack. How many times had Alizée been warned about them showing up? How many times was she given cues to drop everything and dip before they were thrown from the pan to the fire? [i]...This was her fault, wasn't it?[/i] [quote=Unknown, deep voice]"Now, can someone tell me, who the fuck here killed Joe Skinner?! Don't give me any of that "Aw, we didn't do it, believe us" bullshit! Shit ain't happen until you motherfuckers showed up, thrashing the place! So, you guys have one [i][b]fucking[/b][/i] minute to decide who the fuck killed a member of our pack before we send all of you to your God!"[/quote] Another jumpscare cursed Alizée's eyes, and she flinched, whimpering under her breath. Her feverish mind tried to take in the terrifying words she could hear. Someone died? One of the members? But who...? It wasn't her. They knew about the trashing, though. Who the hell told them?! Did they know it was her? They shouldn't. Did they have that good of communication with their dive...? [i]Hell.[/i] She continued the string of curses, muttering under her breath feverishly, switching between French and English. She thought of the kid, her heartbeat tying in a knot from its continuous fluttering. The blood on his hand. Did the kid have anything to do with this? Her teeth gritted. It didn't really matter, did it? [quote=Unknown, baritone voice]"You there, come here. Before we get testy."[/quote] Void was there in a heartbeat, purple and red irises shifting from the man with dreads to Alizée. [color=#A299FD][i]"Darling, you're going to want to walk 30 paces forward. There's a man with an axe. These people want you."[/i][/color] Void's voice was the picture of caution in her mind. [i]"Darling? Axe? Why are they singling me out?"[/i] She thought back. [color=#A299FD][i]"Yes, don't panic. But you need to stay very, [b]very[/b] still and calm right now. Can you do that?"[/i][/color] [i]"Why are they singling me out?"[/i] [color=#A299FD][i]"It's their club, pet..."[/i][/color] His words hung in the air in her mind, letting her connect the dots. The color drained from her face. [i][b]"Fuck."[/b][/i] She swore aloud, sweating. [color=#A299FD][i]"Just walk. Now."[/i][/color] Alizée did as she was told, eyes unfocused and staring hard at the ground, or what she assumed was the ground, as she started counting her steps forward. [color=#A299FD][i]"Two degrees to the left."[/i][/color] She shifted her trajectory. Void watched as she made her trembling way to the other side of the great divide, coming to stand in front of the man with the axe. [color=#A299FD][i]"Good. stop."[/i][/color] Her hands drew around herself, like a great chill had blown through the parking lot, despite the air feeling a hell of a lot warmer. She could feel it. Eyes on her. Malicious entities. Not on the Void-side, but on the human-side. These Wolfpack thugs were no joke. Her stomach was doing flips. She did her best to ignore the static in front of her eyes, glancing in front of her at what she assumed was the man who called her over, then off to the side. She did her best to put on a glare, staring angrily at the asphalt, trying to keep the fear off her face. Who the hell was she kidding. She was right terrified. Anyone within a damn mile radius could tell. [b]"Wh-what do you want?"[/b] She tried to bite out as bitterly as she could as she addressed the man with the axe, her voice hoarse.