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[b][code]New Port Richey, Florida, 2:21 AM[/code][/b][hr]


Like many nights, this was a hot and humid one in a near-perfect summer night in Florida. Except it was muddled by the oddity of the night. And this was an oddity in a state full of them. 

"... If its the fuckin' Smith dog again," A man said as he pulled out his shotgun and slid open the back door to his house. He heard a strange sound, like something being attacked and eaten. He rolled his eyes as he walked out the back door wearing nothing but his sandals. He walked around the side of his house with his Remington in one hand and a flashlight in the other. He kept walking as he reached the side of his house and shined the flashlight on it...

... and almost dropped his flashlight on the sight. He saw a woman laying down on her back with her eyes wide open and her neck slashed - the metal smell of blood filled the area as he noticed her chest was torn open. A creature... that's what he interpreted it as, reached inside of her chest and pulled out her heart. This creature barely looked human... except it did. It had chalk-white skin, long, spindly limbs that were almost skeletal and not an ounce of fat or anything on it almost as if it hadn't eaten for [i]years[/i]. Its cheeks were sunken in and its teeth were sharp as razors... long and needle-like. It had glowing red eyes and had claws that were like fingers but freakishly extended. Its claws were ending in long nails.

It looked at him as the man dropped his flashlight and pulled out his shotgun. He fired a blast but that did nothing to the freak as it lunged for him...

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"Third one this week..." One of the Sheriffs said as they stood over the massacred body of [i]somebody[/i]. Or what looked like it, the body was so thoroughly eaten and slashed to bits that it was barely identifiable. The only thing that was left was the skeleton and what blood that wasn't lapped up. It was behind one of the many, many, abandoned businesses in Port Richey and it was merely reported as.

"What the fuck is going on these days?" Another sheriff asked. "Ever since [i]they[/i] rolled in."

They heard the sound of high heels clicking against the ground and the two turned around to see [url=https://i.imgur.com/F9bxAZr.jpg]a tall Asian woman in a black suit[/url] walking up with [url=https://i.pinimg.com/236x/7d/de/bd/7ddebd0395c349eefa61bb774b9d3b4b--medium-black-hairstyles-natural-twist-hairstyles.jpg] an African-American girl with braids tied into a bun also in a suit.[/url]

The Asian-woman was quick to pull out her badge and present it to the two.

"Hello, I am Supervisory Special Agent Meifeng Liao," Meifeng introduced herself, before gesturing to her companion, "and this is Senior Agent Cindy Jean-Pierre." Senior Agent Keagan quietly waved at him.

"And let me guess," One of the sheriffs asked. "You're going to be taking over this operation?"

"Yes," Meifeng said, "We're going to get to the[i] bottom [/i]of this."

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In the middle of the muddy woods, there was a tall figure... [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5d/22/e6/5d22e6a728f5094b14be45a3237b74a7.jpg]wearing a black robe but had a deer skull covering their face[/url]. The figure was freakishly tall and its body was covered by the robe - as the person kept their hands within the robe. They slowly walked through the woods until they reached a sight... an abandoned house in the woods. The figure lifted their head and took in a few deep sniffs before they broke off into an unnaturally fast sprint directly into the building. They revealed their hands - freakishly large with fingers that were each probably a foot and a half long - and dug them into the door. 

They ripped the door off as the figure quickly stepped inside and looked inside... the place was overcome with plant-life, dirt, and other elements as the place was falling apart. However, they walked through the house and saw a chilling sight... a woman laid out on the ground with her skull split open with the ax still in her body. She was completely naked, and her body reeked as she was here for a while. The figure probably would have wretched if it wasn't all that unfamiliar. The stranger with the deer skull knelt and read the various things that were written all over her body.

[quote][b][code]REDEMPTION. BORN AGAIN. FORGIVENESS. REDEMPTION. FREEDOM. GREATER GOOD. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION...[/code][/b][/quote]

"... [i]Saul.[/i]" The figure muttered to herself. 


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Every day was a second chance it seemed.

It was beautiful today, the sun was shining and there were no reports of the thunderstorms that Florida was famous for. Madison could feel the sun beaming down on her skin as she walked out of a building - holding five different pizzas and a brown bag on top. Tony's Famous Pizza... it better live up to the name because pizza in Florida sucked. Madison briefly pondered if she should use the Jaws to carry the rest of the pizzas to her car but she decided against it out of fear that there might be [i]some[/i] Extra-Normal being or something around. Watching her. After all, she knows that they're a magnet for weirdness and what place is weirder than Florida?

Putting the pizza in the backseat of her car she closed the door and got into the driver seat - Starting her car she got rolling. Fortunately, traffic on the weekends here wasn't as chaotic as the weekdays. Still pretty busy getting from one part of Tampa to the other. Still, there was enough traffic for Madison to get a glance at her Instagram feed. She saw her stripper friends posting pretty much everything about their lives as always and she felt glad that she kept that away from them. 

"Them" in this context is the Coven.

Now, Madison didn't exactly [i]hate[/i] the Coven, but she didn't trust them. Even though she was one of the founding members of the group since its conception months ago. They were supposed to be "Witches" or something, but most of the time Madison just feels like they were just a social club for lonely, magical, weirdos (and assholes). They weren't bad people, but their bickering and infighting get on her nerves - they don't even have a plan or goal. They can't agree on anything and they end up just hanging out. And, well, if she didn't have a particular problem, then she probably would have never have joined them in the first place. 

Still, Madison isn't sure if they have grown on her or not. They're quirky, charming, and not all that boring to hang out with. Now that she's in, well, she guesses that she's in for good. However, they were having another meeting this Saturday and it'll probably devolve into the group arguing for a few hours... before they hang out at the beach. Honestly, she wouldn't mind that. The day was beautiful and she didn't like being cooped up in that dusty casino anyway. 

They needed to upgrade - they were "Witches" or whatever the hell they called themselves. And the best they could do was an abandoned building? At least get a place with wifi.

The car came to a rolling stop as Madison approached the Lucky Strike Casino... probably in its heyday it'd be all bright and flashy but it was running out of business by the Hard Rock Casino. None of this bothered Madison, as she still gets enough gambling done as is. Madison grabbed the pizza and walked up and realized that she definitely couldn't open the door on her own.

"... Jaws." Madison muttered to herself as the Jaws manifested.

Normally it'd cover her from head to toe in a truly eldritch mass of bones... but right now all it did was create the skeletal raptor claws which pushed opened the doors for her. With a warming smile and almost appearing vibrantly wearing black-Nike shorts that ended almost at her butt and a black dri-fit T-shirt. "Hey, I got [i]pizz-[/i]"

And that was seconds before fucking disaster it seemed. Madison heard she thought was "Quinn" shout,

[i][b]"Keisha!"[/b][/i]

Somebody came flying directly at Madison and before she could even react (or, ideally, get the Jaws up) - the person crashed into her and knocked the wind out of her. All she saw was the sun as she contemplated how life got to this point. She was covered in pizza grease and sauce as all she could feel was the pain of having a grown-ass woman being thrown at her.

"... Oi! Mademoiselle, Madison!" Madison heard the undeniable voice of Claudette as the far larger and heavier woman rolled off of her and helped her to her feet. "Are you okay?"

[i]Do I[/i] look [i]okay you French...[/i]

"Y-yeah," Madison stammered out as she looked up as she heard even more chaos. "The hell is going on in there...!?"

"... So [i]that's[/i] what would happen!" Madison heard Babylon's ghostly voice as the griffin thingy that Quinn usually summoned went on a rampage through the casino. Except, the thing was even more freakish for some reason... well, she could infer from her interactions with her host.

"Babylon!" Emily shouted, "Drop the curse!"

"Well, why? This is the most entertainment you had in weeks!" Babylon was laughing as she put a hand to her chin and watched the anarchy unfold in front of her. Keisha was still rampaging through the casino. 

"Babylooooon, drop the God damn curse, you hear me!" Emily shouted only for Babylon to shrug.

"... Okay," And nothing happened.

"[i]Babylon![/i] Did you hear me?"

"I did." Babylon slyly said.

"Then why is that thing still fucking-" Emily said as Keisha grabbed a slot machine and tossed it in her direction. She rolled off to the side to dodge it and it loudly crashed behind her. "Why is she still fucking us up?!"

"... You never said [i]when.[/i]" Babylon chuckled.

"Good grief," Madison muttered to herself, "... [i]The Jaws.[/i]"

Madison was surrounded in a mess of ghostly skeletal bones that formed a transparent shell around herself... there were various raptor skulls, arms, and tails, jutting out of its outer surface that gave it that [i]off[/i] look. However, at this point, it barely mattered to Madison as she flew through the air towards Keisha.

[i]... Just another day in the Coven.[/i]