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Hemlock hated crowds, she despised the cluster of skin, the heat that emanated from their presence, sticking hungrily to her. Just the thought made the young woman groan, rubbing absentmindedly at her bare arms as she continued forward. She could see people going about their day, minding their business, completely unaware of the events that would soon unfold, commanding their eyes to stare, their bodies to shift and swarm like a pack of malnourished wolves. But for now, all that stood before her was a tent, the mouth of the cloth hut drawn shut to conceal whoever was within. Without second thought, feet would push on, a glove clad hand swiping the tarp that covered the entrance, to the side. Within the tent was a man, his name unknown and entirely irrelevant to Hemlock. He was disposable, his life merely a chess piece within this grand game of life. The Maelstrom had given Hemlock specific directions, whispering the details of a very intricate plan, right into her eager ears. The girl stood before the man, his face twisting and contorting in confusion. He opened his mouth to speak but was silenced by Hemlocks own voice. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Don't speak, I do not wish to hear your words man, listen and you will benefit from this interaction."[/color] She spoke smoothly, her voice clear, stern and backed by so much power. She stepped forward every so slightly, eyes of vibrant emerald scanned the man, their glare cold, unfeeling. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"A man will be coming here soon, he seeks destruction, he believes you are a small, worthless man. He will confront you, fight you, you will not fight back and he will not stop until you bleed every last drop of your blood.."[/color] Her voice continued on, each word bringing her figure closer to the man who sat bewildered. Her glove clad hand would rise once she was within reaching distance, placed gently upon First's cheek. The man's eyes grew once Hemlock had finished speaking, her bare hand would find its place on the opposite side of his head and a series of words would spew from the woman's mouth. Most were inaudible, likely another language. The glove, known as the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/51/38/4a/51384a8ab9571a83efb337a74023b5d7.jpg]Violation Glove[/url], would come to life, three circular portions glowing, a mechanical whir purring from the once silent device. Hemlock continued the chant that fell so effortlessly from her lips, the mans head fixed between her hands, hindering his ability to move. The power that the glove held was dark, its depths unknown, its abilities foreign. Hemlock knew little of what she was doing, following orders like a bewitched soldier, her faith in The Maelstrom, something that was nearly impossible to sever. As soon as the chanting had started, it ended. The man sat with his eyes shut for a long while, his body slumped where he had previously been sitting. Hemlock wasted no time in waiting, slinking from the tent and into the streets. She would stay near, awaiting the arrival of another by the name of Pepsi. The Maelstrom spoke of him often, his dark intent, his appetite for blood. The Maelstrom's plan was difficult to understand, why this man, First, had to die was not something Hemlock would question however. It wasn't long before the anticipated man would present himself, bursting into the tent without second thought. One could hear gruff voices clashing, a shriek and then the image of Pepsi, dragging First out like an animal dragging his prey. First appeared terrified but did not fight back as Hemlock had instructed, the glove aiding her in putting First in this bewitched state. A crowd would soon gather as Pepsi continued his assault, tossing First around like a rag doll. Hemlock slithered in among the people, finding her place near the front, eyeing the scene, awaiting its finale to confirm her job had been done. It wasn't long before First had gone still, his prior movements ceasing once and for all. Just as instructed, First had allowed his death, allowed his blood to seep from his body by the hand of Pepsi. The finale would come as expected, a rabid Pepsi plunging the bottle that had been used to slice away at First, deep into his motionless body once more. The force of the blow would send blood spraying, like rain, it would speckle every surface, beads of crimson misting Hemlock's pale skin. She grinned a grin so devilish, so entirely content with herself and the success of her "mission" from The Maelstrom. She would linger no more, pulling the red hood of her cloak over her head before dismissing herself from the scene. 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