A swift kick landed in the face of a mugger as he crashed to the ground with a streak blood coming out of his mouth. The crook got to his hands and knees only to turn around to another kick in the face. The crook lied on his back as he groaned while seeing the newly famous Crimson Hood standing over him with those blank emotionless eyes staring back him.
"Word of the wise. People like you need to stop this bag and tag them mugging poop. It doesn't make you cool and it certainly won't impress any of the ladies," The Crimson Hood said annoyed as she then pulled out one of her buzzsaws.
The mugger raised his hands in defense and said "Please! Don't kill me! I have a wife and three kids!"
The blind woman chuckled at the man's pathetic plea "Like I haven't heard that one and don't worry that's not my gimmick. I'll just cut off a limb or two for not only annoying me, but injuring one of the people you mugged."
"No! NO!!!!!!!" The mugger screamed out as The Crimson Hood brought down her buzz saw on the petty criminal and slashed at his arms.
Kaiju and Kaijin Bar and Grill
Evelyn rested her legs on the table booth while she leaned back on the cushioning of the booth. Her head was almost to the lower half of the booth as she downed the usual, which was a huge bottle of whiskey, five shots of tequila and six bottles of hard liquor. How she could afford all of this when she worked at a convenience store was beyond anyone even to her. Though, she would have more money on her if it didn't take as much alcohol to make her forget. Not after what Yogini had done to her and one of the many parting gifts that skreeonks with her life was making her have a high tolerance to alcohol. Thus causing her to have a harder time getting drunk to make her forget all about it and even then her drunkenness only lasted for a short while.
To everyone else in the bar the woman was just simply that quiet drunk who kept to the shadows and couldn't even see her. She was wearing a gray hoodie which covered her head and a good portion of her face along with wearing black jeans. Then there's just how the light was greatly dimmed over her.
Evelyn took one last swig of whiskey from the bottle and decided that she was close as she was going to be to getting drunk. The hooded woman got up from her booth only to bump into a group of surfer looking buff guys. The woman groaned in annoyance as she already knew what they want.
"Hey babe, we've seen you around this little watering hole for quite a while. You want to you know go for a swim with us...... maybe take some articles of clothing off," The one who appeared to be the leader with spiky hair and a muscular build says while trying to brush up on Evelyn's long black hair.
Evelyn groaned at the comments and tried to walk past them when they prevented her from getting through. "So, what do you say, purple stuff? Since your hair has some purple on it like the sign outside," Another member of the group said with a lighter voice, causing the other members of the gang to groan.
"Shut the skreeonk up, Palomo," The leader of the group responded, making the one to drop his shoulders and soon enough he turned back to Evelyn "So what do you say?"
"You know that sounds great, but I'm not drunk enough for your poop, so maybe you should do what you told your little friend there. Shut the skreeonk up," Evelyn said as she then finally got past them only to feel herself pulled back by the shoulder and was turned around to face the leader yet again.
"You got a mouth on you babe! I'll enjoy playing with it," The man said while he tried to push Evelyn to meet his lips when all of a sudden she slammed her fist into his open mouth. Thus causing the surfer looking dude to let go of his grip on her and clutch to his now bleeding mouth and a few teeth fell to the floor.
"skreeonking skreeonk," The man regained his composure while still clutching to his mouth as the others tried to restrain her when Evelyn backhanded one of the members, causing the inflicted man to be sent behind the bar and into bottles.
Evelyn saw another one of her attackers rushing at her with a bar stool when she nonchalantly grabbed the bar stool and slammed it across his body. The impact caused the man to be sent flying head first in a wall with gaining a hole from the crash.
The final lackey faced Evelyn with nervousness on his face and said "So....... what do you say Purple Stuff?"
The hooded woman rolled her eyes, grabbed the lackey and threw him out the window. Shortly after, Evelyn turned over to face the leader of the group still thriving in pain from the punch. She walked over towards him and held him way above her head with her hands.
"Normally I would say something as a finishing move, but I'm not too drunk for this poop," Evelyn said as she then slammed him onto the table leaving him with a bloody face as he lied on the ruined table.
Evelyn looked at the rest of the patrons with them having a mixture of a horrified and nervous reaction. Soon enough, they turned away from her while the hooded woman looked at the drinks that belonged to the group and looked back at her injured assaulters.
"As payment for your ass-kicking. I'm taking your beer," Evelyn said while she grabbed the assortment of alcohol and left the bar through the front door.
Moments later a loud burst through the silver grill bar that led into the bar from a very loud woman. "Hey Tony, we don't have Mike's Hard Lemonade, but we have Mike's Soft Lemonde......" The very loud woman who had black colored skin with long black hair and brown eyes announced. She was seen having a blue t-shirt and black shorts and a very humorous personality.
"What happened here?" The woman asked with surprise in her voice as she observed that the bar was a mess with part of the bar smashed, a table destroyed and the front window shattered.
One of the patrons looked at the bar owner and said "One of the main patrons flew off the handle and decided to take it out on those four guys."
The bar owner set the case of alcohol on the bar counter, placed her hands on her hips and said "Huh. I guess you can say that conversation flew out the window or should I say the Windu."
Everyone in the bar groaned at the woman's pun as one of them then yelled out "Goddammit Lucy!"
Lie Su looked up while the Plot shuttle departed into the brisk night sky as the young woman took a look at the city of her childhood. How it's been over a year since she's been there. Lie took a deep breath and began walking with her baggage past the brightly lit streets and past the many streets and buildings that surrounded her. Lie always admired how beautiful and peaceful Park Slope was. Part of the reason why she lived here as a child was so her parents could give her a good life while being able to focus on their respective jobs.
Unfortunately, it seemed she traded having a great childhood for having a horrible beginning adulthood. A few days after the Scholarite invasion, Lie lost her parents to The Cryptics who believed her parents were going too far to change the world and just like that, she lost them. Her world was gone and even when she was rescued by her newly found friends she was still lost. As explained by her newly acquired friend, Santa Claws that she must acquire the power of the Thunder Birds. Days and days of traveling she found the Thunder Bird and a lengthy battle took place with only her wit to guide her. Eventually, she won and gained its power thus becoming a more powerful person even onto the level of her friend, Sal.
Lie even developed more of a humorous side to her from her friends and even discovered a new purpose in life. A purpose to write and protect people from it though she did her job proudly when she worked with Plot. Even though she wasn't an official agent of the organization more of an ally. Eventually, Lie decided that others shouldn't share the same fate as she did so she told Plot of wanting to help make a difference, but do it on her own terms. Thus leading her back to her home where she can defend her fellow civilians without having to be harmed by overzealous writers or people who wish to harm one.
Lie arrived at the front of her house and looked at it with a smile on her face. She looked at the house with its two-story green structure along with an attic on the top and with a black fence in front of it. And between the fence and house it had a nice, lush green lawn to it. The woman walked up to the gate, opened it with her key and began to walk up the yellow steps to the front door of her house.
The woman walked into her house, sat her stuff on the ground and turned on the lights to see everything was still as it was when they went on their trip. Albeit, things were covered in dust and the air was a bit stale. Fortunately for her, her parents paid their bills in two years advance so they wouldn't have to worry about any payments. Lie continued to look at the living room of her house with the a huge green couch with a black rug underneath and a dark brown wooden floor with it. The couch faced a flat screen tv and to the corner of it was a huge black shelf filled with tons of books even her parents' old books for their respective professions.
Lie sighed to herself as she walked up the green colored stairs with yellow colored walls across from it. The tan woman with her yellow pea coat and black slacks walked up to the hallway of the second floor. She saw the door to her parents' room was opened and walked towards it. Right when she got to it, Lie stopped as her mind raced back to the memories of her parents all the way to their death. Her mind stopped racing and returned to the present and despite all this time that had flown by she wasn't ready to move on from it. So she closed the door and walked into her room that was a green door with a yellow colored thunderbolt painted onto it.
Lie walked into her room as she remembered it from her childhood. Green painted walls with a black wooden floor along with posters hung up with her favorite bands. The bed was underneath the window with the dresser on one side of the room and the closet on the other side. Then finally, her small tv along with her xbox was sitting across from her bed as her video games still lied where they were in a messy fashion. Lie looked at her games before leaving, but not before she grabbed some of her clothes from her bags and hopped into the shower.
Despite the harmful lesson she learned from Carol Ina she undid her black colored ponytail into the long hair that she was known for. Since she was in the safety of her own house and no one would be attacking her at the moment, Lie stepped into the shower as she turned on the shower and felt the warm water running down upon her. Within moments she broke down in laughter from a mixture of memories and began to speak to herself in a bubbly voice.
An Abandon Warehouse
A man who had the appearance of being bald along with a blue turtleneck sweater and brown jeans raced through out the whole building terrified. He looked behind him at the shadows looming towards him and saw a figure in the darkness. The man quickly spot a door and raced towards it, thus opening it and locking it upon entry. The terrified person pulled out his knife as he watched the door handle as he then saw the doorknob jiggling and gasped.
Soon enough, the door stopped jiggling and the man breathed a sigh of relief when all of a sudden he saw an axe smashing through part of the door. The figure held the axe removed it from the door and peaked through the hole and held a sadistic grin.
The man with his green eyes looked over to his left to see the man terrified for his very life and immediately yelled out "Here's Johnny!"
The horrified man let out an extremely loud scream and stabbed the attacker's hand who was now reaching to unlock the door. The attacker let out an anger cry of pain as he pulled out his hand with blood spilling out.
For a moment the man breathed a sigh of relief as he heard nothing when all of a sudden he heard a loud crash and saw the door in pieces right beside him. The man looked up to see the very tall, bulky figure with a black hood connected with a long cape of the same color with white underneath. On his chest, which looked to be a white armor like appearance had a silver colored cross on it. Then finally, underneath the hood was his eyes covered in darkness, but a mouth clearly shown with anger.
The man panicked and ran as fast as he can, but the hooded man removed the knife from his hand with a slight groan of pain and threw it at his shoulder. This caused the man to drop down onto the ground, thriving in pain as he yelled out.
The hooded figure walked towards him slowly like a slasher in a horror movie and said right when stood before him "On this day of your crime committing, it is the Executioner who must do his duty, so make peace as my blade takes you to the next life."
"I may not be forgiving of the crime of you leaving a woman and her child for dead from the stab, so may god have mercy on your soul."
"God? What the skreeonk does......" The man tried to say angrily, but was met with an axe slamming down on top of the man's head with blood beginning to pour out. The figure pulled his axe out of the man's head and let his body drop.
"I have done your work, my lord and I hope I have done a job well done. I, your humble servant the Bible-Thumper will always be in your service when you so call upon me," The hooded man said as he left to head out of the building before he turned around one last time at the body and looked up and said "Amen."
Lucy opened her door loudly as she usually did even though it was the middle of the night. The African-American woman yelled at the top of her lungs drunkenly "Blakey,I 'm home!"
The loud woman closed the door and stumbled over to her brown colored couch where she then dropped onto it. Lucy opened her eyes and looked up to see her black cat staring down at her with a grouchy look as she had a book next to her. The woman gave her cat a big grin as she reached over and grabbed her.
"Awh did I interrupt you from book time?" Lucy said while cuddling up with her cat as it meowed in annoyance.
"Well, let me read you the book," The owner said while she tried multiple times until she finally got it.
"Okay, let's see here," Lucy said while she focused on trying to read the book "Here we go! The man begins to caress his lover as she then grabs a hold of hi..... Woah Blakey! Where'd you get this type of smut from?"
The cat hissed in response, swiped her owner across the face, causing Lucy to yell out in response as the feline jumped down. Lucy sat up for a moment and rubbed her face to feel the scar only for it to be nonexistent. No thanks to her being able to absorb any attack whatsoever and thus make her slightly more alert, though not all that much.
Lucy was still hammered and said slurring her words "I knew....... I should have fixed up the bar...... instead of agreeing to that drinking contest. Oh well..... maybe tomorrow, so nighty night for me......"
Right away the woman passed out on the couch and began to snore.
Brownsville was what one wouldn't call a paradise or even a decent place to live. No, it was far from that as one of the most dangerous areas in New York in general despite some decreases in crime all around the area. Unfortunately, it still was not a safe zone to be in as crime of all sorts along with poverty were still high in this neighborhood, compared to the rest of Brooklyn where everywhere else was actually decent.
The Crimson Hood jumped from roof to roof as she could still remember what this whole neighborhood looked like. Horrifying, run down and dangerous where you'll hear or see some sort of trouble just about every corner you turn to. Olivia hated living here along with others who constantly had to suffer here. The woman jumped onto the final roof as it was a small two story house. Olivia felt her way around the roof until she found the chimney and felt it as it was cold giving her the okay to slide down in it. She did this to prevent waking her mother up and not having to go through an argument of her "wandering" around the city alone.
Olivia slid down the chimney and landed as quietly as she could and crawled out to her living room. The Crimson Hood reached out, grabbed a hold of the two seat blue couch and sat herself down on the couch as she leaned back. Olivia had an exhausting night then having to write up the rest of that paper Alex assigned a week ago.
The Crimson hood removed her hood and sighed "Why do I procrastinate so much?"
"Olivia, is that you?" Olivia heard her mother from upstairs as she walked down the stairs.
"poop," Olivia muttered quietly as she hid her hood and whatever weapons she had on her under the couch.
"Yeah, it's just me mom. I couldn't get some sleep so I decided to do some.... exercises and work more on my paper."
"Do you need any help on your paper or need me to make you something?" Her mother called out.
"No, I'm fine. I'm going to head off to bed soon, but thank you," Olivia answered.
"Alright then, goodnight."
"Night, mom," Olivia said as she heard her mom heading back up the stairs as she then took a deep breath.
Ever since she got blinded, her mom has been more nurturing and protective. Even to the point where she would always ask questions and try to accompanying her to wherever she went. Olivia didn't mind at first since it was a mother's right to care about her child when she had just recently got blinded. Eventually, she got a bit annoyed by it that it took a lot of convincing on her part that she was able to handle herself. Hence all the self-defense classes she took. Even then her mother did worry greatly about her and in a sense Olivia couldn't blame her.
Despite always reminding herself that it was never her fault, she couldn't help but feel guilty of herself choosing the path that led to her blindness. If she would have just said no to going out then maybe none of this would have happened. To where she wouldn't have to be this person of being blind and making her mother worry constantly.
Unfortunately, she made her choice to go out that night and it cost her greatly. Now all she could do was try to prevent anyone else from sharing the same fate while she grabbed her equipment and headed upstairs.
If only things were different.
The prison was quiet with the occasional insane banter regarding the very annoying Spoiler and Book Burner's screaming. All the while Yogini sat in a glass like container with only a very small hatch at the bottom of the door for food and a small vent no bigger than a mouse to breathe in. Plus, the staff putting on a collar around her neck shocking her every time she said a word.
Yogini sat with a bored expression on her face as she rested her head on her right palm while she sat on the bed with her orange prison suit. Her long black hair stayed still on her back as she continue to stare through the glass and be with her own thoughts.
'Unfortunate how unfair life can be. One minute you have the most powerful group in your hand and next you're stuck in prison. Even to the point where you can't even speak, I guess they're afraid. Afraid of what I can show and tell them. Good. That's the way it should be because when and I know I will get out of here. I will reign hell upon them.'
Until then, Yogini would have to settle for just being stuck in the cell. She continued watching her two guards standing where they stood. She could hear them, but they couldn't hear her even the lightest tap she made and they wouldn't even hear her.
Yogini then heard a slight rumble in the distance and expected the guards to react but neither of them did. Then one of them spoke "Hey."
"Yeah?" The other guard asked.
"You ever wonder why we're here?"
"You know I do wonder about that."
"I do wonder why the hell you aren't checking to see what that rumble was!"
"Well, why aren't you checking?"
"Because I'm the one who said you should!" The other guard said angered by his co-worker's question.
This caused the other to raise his arms in the air and say "Fine! I'll go check it out then!"
The guard then walked down the hallway while saying to himself "Dick."
The guard with his assault rifle continued his trek down the hallways around Yogini's cell when he saw nothing there. He decided to head back when all of a sudden he heard a calm piece of music coming from a violin. The guard turned around to see nothing but pitch black as the violin noise came closer to him.
Then like a street light turning on he saw a violin coming out along with some figure twirling around. The character did both in a synchronized format as the figure came closer to the guard.
From what the guard can see of the figure was that it had white cloth like clothing with some brown stripes on the pants. Then finally a mask with two glowing brown eyes and some sort of filter as the mouth piece.
Despite not raising his gun up even though he wanted, the guard felt entranced by the song that the figure was playing. Eventually, the person finally mustered his voice to say "Stop........ state who you are and what your business is."
The character with the violin stopped its tracks and looked right at him. The two stared at each other until the guard said "I'm only going to ask you one more time, or I have to detain you. State your busine....."
The character right away shoved the bow of the violin through the guard's mouth, impaling him to a wall. The smaller person of the two looked up at the guard who was now pinned at the wall and was now moving its head side to side admiring their kill.
"Goddamn it how long does it take you to patrol the halls for a slight noise going on?" The remaining guard asked, causing Yogini to smirk at the guard's frustration.
All of a sudden the two see the other guard's footsteps coming out of the shadows. The guard then said "There you are! What have been doing, playing skreeonking Night crawlers, or something?"
The other guard didn't respond as he stayed in the same spot, causing the other guard to get annoyed "Fine, don't answer me, but get your ass over here! It's bad enough I have to guard Linda Blair, but I'm not doing it alone."
The guard in the shadows started coming out, with the other one saying "skreeonking A! Finally you..... wait...... what the skreeonk!"
The guard stepped out, with him bleeding all over with the bow still stuck in his mouth while the small assailant leapt over his shoulders. The assailant grabbed their bow back as the guard opened fire while Yogini smiled devilishly behind her cell.
The smaller person dodged the bullets with ease and ran towards the remaining guard while the assailant then pulled out two cowbells. The masked person hopped onto the guard's shoulders, pointed the cowbells at his head and all of sudden his head exploded.
If she could, Yogini would be bawling in laughter at seeing one of her captor's head explodes, but unfortunately the collar was still on her neck. Yogini looked at the masked figure outside of the cell. The assailant grabbed the keys from the dead guard and looked at the control pad when the person smirks behind their mask.
The unidentified rescuer pulled out the bow of the violin and cut open part of the glass in the shape of a door. Yogini got up from her bed with a smile and walked over to her rescuer as she then pointed to the collar. The masked assailant nodded, pulled out a harmonica and sliced the collar off of her.
Yogini them smiled, placed a hand on the unidentified savior and said "I am very glad you didn't forget about little ol' me, Musician. I wish I could do more, but I'm afraid I don't know my way around this place. You think you can help me out?"
The character looked up at the taller woman and nodded as the person then led her out. The two are fortunate enough that they didn't have deal with anymore resistance as the savior guided Yogini through the shaft that assailant went through.
Soon enough the two were outside and once Yogini got out, her face turned to surprise. "Well, well. I certainly didn't expect this much out here," Yogini said as she looked down to see multiple mutilated bodies of the prison staff on the outdoor premises of Thunderdome. The Musician turned around and looked at Yogini admiring the work, so to speak and motioned for her to get a move on.
Yogini looked at the small savior and said calmly "Even though I can't see your face, I can still read what you're expressing even behind that mask. But alright if you insist."
The Mindfucker followed her associate through the dark tunnels and alleyways of New York until they arrived at their secret hideout. One that Yogini remembered so fondly of as it was a basic looking brown colored two story house. The two stepped inside the house as Yogini found some of her clothes laying on the end table by the door.
The woman looked at her associate and gave them an admired reaction"You left out my clothes! I'm so thankful for your services! You are the best, you know that?"
The Musician merely nodded before heading off into the kitchen while Yogini headed into the bathroom and changed out of her prison clothes. After a few minutes, The Mindfucker walked out into the living room with her brown t-shirt and gray sweatpants. She saw the Musician putting down two plates of steak and mashed potatoes as her associate took a seat on the chair across from the couch.
Yogini smiled and tooksa seat to eat when she still noticed her associate still having the mask on, albeit the eyes have now changed their color to pink. "Why is your mask still on? We're safe and hidden and we're certainly not going to be killing anyone for the rest of the night. So please make yourself at home since you live here after all."
The Musician looked at Yogini until she nodded her head as the ally then took off the mask. Yogini gave the person a smile as she can see the long brown hair with pink and white streaks in it. The Musician set the helmet down on the ground and looked up at Yogini with a small, round and all around cute face. Her eyes with one being blue and the other being green stared back at her.
"Aw, you look so cute! I am finally glad that I'm with you again, Velia, my baby sister. We're going to be doing great things together again at long last." Yogini said while Velia removed her innocent looking face and formed a sadistic looking grin.