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Silence.. he was beheld in the night sounds.. incense burning.. bakery smells but mostly cinnamon.. all sweet enough to mask the sweet smell of his poison.. Roman Madrigal wore sunglasses during the day and he was always well kept.. He was 30 now and things were different than they were 20 years ago.. that seemed like a lifetime ago.
His headphones on, he swayed to the melody.. shirtless.. in nothing but briefs.. Somehow.. as strange as it was.. he liked these moments.. he had been.. so intoxicated by these moments of solitude that he had listened to this piece several times a day for weeks now embracing that fact..
But that was when he felt something that made his hairs stand on end.. and he felt it first.. Psionics.. Electrical impulses and overloads.. events in the systems that allowed for hardened light.. There was no way..
But the sound of an engine confirmed and thats when he heard the crash.
Two parties, one in pursuit of the either collide unto a third party.. a house across the street from them on this cul de sac.
The initial idea must have been for the driver to make the initial drift and for his passenger to fire his weapon out of the open window.. But the passenger was hurled from the car and the pursuants.. they werent all human.. that was for damned sure.. several.. not a couple.. but several creatures of the night were in the second car and thats where things were getting weird.. it seemed the passenger was doing all he could to free himself from the car and the chimney of the house by which he was pinned..
Roman had burst from his apartment.. barefoot and with pants to this part..
He had seen the red glow in the vampires eyes and one of them looked to another..
Roman was already moving when he heard the hiss of one of their voices."Madrigal.. we have no burden with.." But this hulking male 6 foot 4 had grabbed the neighbor kids little bicycle on the rush in and he was moving faster than any man should move.. He swats at one who is clearly struck before he vanishes and another manages to draw a blade as he turns towards this obstruction.
The second vampire thrusting his blade in Madrigals direction as the initial one.. the furthest ones eyes fill with panic.. he is speaking towards the one in Romans direct path.. warning the undead of just who this was.. But now the undeads throat is in Romans fast grip.. Another one vanishing into thin air.
"You better keep your bullsh*t out of my neighborhood!"Roman grunts at the last one and the brute seems fixated on dislodging the car.
"Youre lucky the Aarons are out of Town.. You can still fix this.. but all of you better get the f*** out of here right now!"He suggests.
The Vampire looks at the car.. something under the hood flashing wildly and there is a eerie tick noise but a mechanic might not place it.. the sound of a half ass enchantment on a vehicle only to be misfired based on the weight of the craft.. The passenger pinned a masked hoodlum.. he pushes as Roman pulls and his body freed, he goes for his weapon which after Roman seems to sort of toss this vehicle into the middle of this rounded cul de sac round which he and his neighbors lived; as if it weighed nothing and with the little give, it lands surprisingly well..
There was.. minimal damage to the car.. and in this smoke it was hard to see but, he could still clean up alot of this mess from the crash.. The Aaron family.. they had taken their dog this time.. maybe Old Lady Pierce had urged them this time. The dog wasnt bad.. but that sh*t for brains Myer couldnt be responsible for feeding the animal proper.. Roman stepped in, hopped the fence.. Old Lady Pierce having the phone in hand until she realized the man was going to the shed to feed the dog proper..
Roman hadnt seen that Myer kid after that.. or any of his piss ant hoodlum friends in awhile since then..
But now he recognized this kid whose weapon he was smacking away..
No way.. These punks had access to EX tech? Didnt EX mean Extradimensional Xenovariant? That implied aliens.. that implied Superman.. not some low level street thug with a f***ing de-atomizer?!
Gamechanger..
And here he thought that being an Aribter; a S-Class variant that the High Council could do little to contain would mean he was.. out of this..
Hell.. 15 years ago.. he would have killed most on this scene.. for less..
What comes next is freakish.. a high pitched squeal as a hardlight gun starts to overload then Roman is vanishing.. He was appearing lightyears away or at least a non corporeal aesthetic of him was.. and when the core explodes it leaves an explosion that would have levelled a small city..
He is gone in back in half a second and yet at his disappearance the last vampires betray their leader who must stay for what was stolen from him. The driver still trapped in his car in the middle of the road.The vampire now pins the passenger to the ground by his shoulder."Where.. is.. the.. orb.."
"hah.. we passed it on already.. you think that gun was all I got.." The punk would cackle.
The stoic and gaunt yet handsome blonde vampires face turns cruel.. He lifts his hand and a red haze emerges as Roman catches the bloodsuckers hands."No no no.. were having a chatsee.."Roman said as he big brothers the undeads sense of balance.. Seemingly controlling this flow of psychic power at a touch.
"I need names.. who is working for who.. whose car is this? You Vampires really must be desperate having a fight like this.."Roman deduced out loud."I'll give you this.. at least your vehicle is enchanted properly.. That car builds up enough octane pressure it becomes a quantum bomb that breaks the universe if it goes unchecked for say.. another year.. whatever you hit it with.."The Black haired hulks eyes go to the blonde vampires eyes again."You hit it hard.." But then he looks back down to the passenger."But you or whoever enchanted your car is f***ed.. and youre f***ed because now you better me names or Im gonna start replacing your body parts with whatever junk I can think of using transfguration magic.."Roman said casually.
"F-Fox.. They called the man Mark Fox.. It was some kind of codename man.. this sh*t cost us big.. we had grown.. 300 deep.. they took us all out.. but Lou and I.. we kept our eyes on the prize man!"The passenger raved and now Roman recognized him.It was late.. the air was cool.. but it was clear and lit enough that he could make out Louis Myers face in a panick behind the steering wheel.
"Oh sh*t.. so you punks figured youd come down here and.. Heh.. well.. now youre just regular f***ed I guess.. even if I do nothing the real Men in black is gonna want their tech back or at least expect some sort of compensation.. so.. have fun with that."Roman said and he seemed to look at the de-armed gunman strangely.. as if peering beyond the eyes..
No nanotech.. no cybernetic alterations that he can make.. no evidence anyways.. He sighed and he lets the blond go.
"Take your vendetta and get.."He barely managed and the two were gone which left him with the car. He stood in front of the hood and smacked his palms together.. once.. twice.. three times and now they are glowing..
Lou gets an idea of what could happen and the kid bails from the car as the doors all burst open..
Not a second later either.. Lou diving from the vehicle as it seems to disssassemble and resemble becoming good as new again.. losing that eerie ticking sound and that flashing through the radiator fender was gone as well..
"This is a sh*t car kid.. but it aint enchanted no more.."He said."Take you sh*t car and get the f***." he ended that sentence abruptly. He felt sick to his stomach.. He pukes on the hood and the kids eyes raise."Sir.. you.. uh.. you alright?" Louis piped up.
"Im fine I just gotta hugh!" Another round of nausea. He was only sick because he had strained himself through so much sorcery so fast.. he hadnt even given himself a window or a moment to focus.. It was practically done on a breath..A human magi was not built to act out this way.. but the moment came.. and he passed.
"Ah. F***.. I gotta brush my teeth.."he said as he walked to the well established Duplex across the street in nothing but his black jeans. His long black hair tied back.. had he gotten any of his cack in it? Ugh? He felt gross. He would need a bath.He stopped dead on the edge of the sidewalk as Lou gets in the car..The would be thug sees this and the scrawny 19 year old fumbles for the shifter..
Roman turns..
The crash itself..
Probably good they were gone.. Now how could he approach this.. He could go for a 30 year seal.. but that would take longer than he wanted.. or he could try a reanimation charm but that could produce unwanted results.. Hmm.. he could transmute the debris.. if he was careful he could scry every piece of material to its proper place..
But f*** him doing anything but laying in a hot bath for hours and aching tomorrow.. maybe worse.. The last time.. Saving that girl.. that was beyond reanimation.. that was perfect resurrection.. and it had made him sicker than a damned dog! He contemplates.. shirtless.. the cool night air in culmination with his sweat produces steam from his body.. Any one with perceptive eyes would be able to trail his aura in that.. it stood taller than most humans.. he had a natural fortitude about him.. like so many Basque legends and mythics of old..
His headphones on, he swayed to the melody.. shirtless.. in nothing but briefs.. Somehow.. as strange as it was.. he liked these moments.. he had been.. so intoxicated by these moments of solitude that he had listened to this piece several times a day for weeks now embracing that fact..
But that was when he felt something that made his hairs stand on end.. and he felt it first.. Psionics.. Electrical impulses and overloads.. events in the systems that allowed for hardened light.. There was no way..
But the sound of an engine confirmed and thats when he heard the crash.
Two parties, one in pursuit of the either collide unto a third party.. a house across the street from them on this cul de sac.
The initial idea must have been for the driver to make the initial drift and for his passenger to fire his weapon out of the open window.. But the passenger was hurled from the car and the pursuants.. they werent all human.. that was for damned sure.. several.. not a couple.. but several creatures of the night were in the second car and thats where things were getting weird.. it seemed the passenger was doing all he could to free himself from the car and the chimney of the house by which he was pinned..
Roman had burst from his apartment.. barefoot and with pants to this part..
He had seen the red glow in the vampires eyes and one of them looked to another..
Roman was already moving when he heard the hiss of one of their voices."Madrigal.. we have no burden with.." But this hulking male 6 foot 4 had grabbed the neighbor kids little bicycle on the rush in and he was moving faster than any man should move.. He swats at one who is clearly struck before he vanishes and another manages to draw a blade as he turns towards this obstruction.
The second vampire thrusting his blade in Madrigals direction as the initial one.. the furthest ones eyes fill with panic.. he is speaking towards the one in Romans direct path.. warning the undead of just who this was.. But now the undeads throat is in Romans fast grip.. Another one vanishing into thin air.
"You better keep your bullsh*t out of my neighborhood!"Roman grunts at the last one and the brute seems fixated on dislodging the car.
"Youre lucky the Aarons are out of Town.. You can still fix this.. but all of you better get the f*** out of here right now!"He suggests.
The Vampire looks at the car.. something under the hood flashing wildly and there is a eerie tick noise but a mechanic might not place it.. the sound of a half ass enchantment on a vehicle only to be misfired based on the weight of the craft.. The passenger pinned a masked hoodlum.. he pushes as Roman pulls and his body freed, he goes for his weapon which after Roman seems to sort of toss this vehicle into the middle of this rounded cul de sac round which he and his neighbors lived; as if it weighed nothing and with the little give, it lands surprisingly well..
There was.. minimal damage to the car.. and in this smoke it was hard to see but, he could still clean up alot of this mess from the crash.. The Aaron family.. they had taken their dog this time.. maybe Old Lady Pierce had urged them this time. The dog wasnt bad.. but that sh*t for brains Myer couldnt be responsible for feeding the animal proper.. Roman stepped in, hopped the fence.. Old Lady Pierce having the phone in hand until she realized the man was going to the shed to feed the dog proper..
Roman hadnt seen that Myer kid after that.. or any of his piss ant hoodlum friends in awhile since then..
But now he recognized this kid whose weapon he was smacking away..
No way.. These punks had access to EX tech? Didnt EX mean Extradimensional Xenovariant? That implied aliens.. that implied Superman.. not some low level street thug with a f***ing de-atomizer?!
Gamechanger..
And here he thought that being an Aribter; a S-Class variant that the High Council could do little to contain would mean he was.. out of this..
Hell.. 15 years ago.. he would have killed most on this scene.. for less..
What comes next is freakish.. a high pitched squeal as a hardlight gun starts to overload then Roman is vanishing.. He was appearing lightyears away or at least a non corporeal aesthetic of him was.. and when the core explodes it leaves an explosion that would have levelled a small city..
He is gone in back in half a second and yet at his disappearance the last vampires betray their leader who must stay for what was stolen from him. The driver still trapped in his car in the middle of the road.The vampire now pins the passenger to the ground by his shoulder."Where.. is.. the.. orb.."
"hah.. we passed it on already.. you think that gun was all I got.." The punk would cackle.
The stoic and gaunt yet handsome blonde vampires face turns cruel.. He lifts his hand and a red haze emerges as Roman catches the bloodsuckers hands."No no no.. were having a chatsee.."Roman said as he big brothers the undeads sense of balance.. Seemingly controlling this flow of psychic power at a touch.
"I need names.. who is working for who.. whose car is this? You Vampires really must be desperate having a fight like this.."Roman deduced out loud."I'll give you this.. at least your vehicle is enchanted properly.. That car builds up enough octane pressure it becomes a quantum bomb that breaks the universe if it goes unchecked for say.. another year.. whatever you hit it with.."The Black haired hulks eyes go to the blonde vampires eyes again."You hit it hard.." But then he looks back down to the passenger."But you or whoever enchanted your car is f***ed.. and youre f***ed because now you better me names or Im gonna start replacing your body parts with whatever junk I can think of using transfguration magic.."Roman said casually.
"F-Fox.. They called the man Mark Fox.. It was some kind of codename man.. this sh*t cost us big.. we had grown.. 300 deep.. they took us all out.. but Lou and I.. we kept our eyes on the prize man!"The passenger raved and now Roman recognized him.It was late.. the air was cool.. but it was clear and lit enough that he could make out Louis Myers face in a panick behind the steering wheel.
"Oh sh*t.. so you punks figured youd come down here and.. Heh.. well.. now youre just regular f***ed I guess.. even if I do nothing the real Men in black is gonna want their tech back or at least expect some sort of compensation.. so.. have fun with that."Roman said and he seemed to look at the de-armed gunman strangely.. as if peering beyond the eyes..
No nanotech.. no cybernetic alterations that he can make.. no evidence anyways.. He sighed and he lets the blond go.
"Take your vendetta and get.."He barely managed and the two were gone which left him with the car. He stood in front of the hood and smacked his palms together.. once.. twice.. three times and now they are glowing..
Lou gets an idea of what could happen and the kid bails from the car as the doors all burst open..
Not a second later either.. Lou diving from the vehicle as it seems to disssassemble and resemble becoming good as new again.. losing that eerie ticking sound and that flashing through the radiator fender was gone as well..
"This is a sh*t car kid.. but it aint enchanted no more.."He said."Take you sh*t car and get the f***." he ended that sentence abruptly. He felt sick to his stomach.. He pukes on the hood and the kids eyes raise."Sir.. you.. uh.. you alright?" Louis piped up.
"Im fine I just gotta hugh!" Another round of nausea. He was only sick because he had strained himself through so much sorcery so fast.. he hadnt even given himself a window or a moment to focus.. It was practically done on a breath..A human magi was not built to act out this way.. but the moment came.. and he passed.
"Ah. F***.. I gotta brush my teeth.."he said as he walked to the well established Duplex across the street in nothing but his black jeans. His long black hair tied back.. had he gotten any of his cack in it? Ugh? He felt gross. He would need a bath.He stopped dead on the edge of the sidewalk as Lou gets in the car..The would be thug sees this and the scrawny 19 year old fumbles for the shifter..
Roman turns..
The crash itself..
Probably good they were gone.. Now how could he approach this.. He could go for a 30 year seal.. but that would take longer than he wanted.. or he could try a reanimation charm but that could produce unwanted results.. Hmm.. he could transmute the debris.. if he was careful he could scry every piece of material to its proper place..
But f*** him doing anything but laying in a hot bath for hours and aching tomorrow.. maybe worse.. The last time.. Saving that girl.. that was beyond reanimation.. that was perfect resurrection.. and it had made him sicker than a damned dog! He contemplates.. shirtless.. the cool night air in culmination with his sweat produces steam from his body.. Any one with perceptive eyes would be able to trail his aura in that.. it stood taller than most humans.. he had a natural fortitude about him.. like so many Basque legends and mythics of old..
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