When Worlds Collide

Chapter One - The Beginning

It's cold. Light grey clouds cover the night sky like a blanket, cold and frozen after giving shelter to those in need in the middle of a blizzard. The moon light peeps through and gives the clouds a light glow. A chilling breeze waves through the air, heading in the opposing direction of two figures, making their way towards what we could only assume to be North. The wind slightly blows off their hoods and as if in sync, the two place their right hands on their heads in an attempt to keep the hood in tact, to keep their identities safe. 

Just as they begin to approach what seems to be a night club, the sound coming from their delicate steps come to a halt. They look at each other and after exchanging a nod mischievously giggle.  The loud moisturewave music seeping through the club's walls and making its way into the street doesn't sound completely auricular sponge clot ( or in human terms, ear ) killing from where they stand. Their laughs quietly echo throughout the empty street as the delicate steps continue. They're making their way inside.

The music intensifies as they make their way through the door, but the two don't seem to care much. They don't pay mind to the flamin' hot babes in front of them. They turn their gaze away from the chicks with big tits and the mans with the fat asses, making it known that those people aren't the ones the two are looking for.  The flashing lights allow us to better see the figures, even just for mere seconds at a time. They both wear masks only covering about half of their face. The one on the left seems to be wearing a purple one, and despite the smile on their face cover, wears a frown on their actual expression. The one on the right however appears to be the exact opposite. They wear a yellow mask, covering the right side of their face and displaying a large frown, contradicting  their actual expression showing a large fang baring smile. 

Suddenly, the one with the sorrowful look's eye widens. They tap their accomplice and point to a glass platform on the upper-floor. The two quickly run up a staircase leading to said area, and approach a man who seems more focused on a hot babe dancing on one of the poles than anything else. They each tap one of his shoulders, making him turn around. His smile widens, and he puts his arm out towards a couch across from the one he's sitting on, a small table dividing them both. The masked duo take notice to his invitation to sit down and do exactly that. 

"ay wuz gud buddyz i was hopin u 2 would show"

"well you called for us, didn't you?"

"aha damn rite i did lol called u here 4 a job i need done"

"I ASSUMED THAT WAS THE CASE."

"yea no shit lol n e ways like i was saying i need u 2 to find me someone"

A look is exchanged between the two we were first introduced. It was as if they were speaking to each other, solely with a stare. They return their attention to the large man in front of them. Sitting face to face allowed them to get a better look at him. The man was large, his long dark hair could be considered completely black if not for the lightest hint of purple imaginable lurking within his luscious locks. The pair's gaze moves down to the man's body. His shirt exposes his chest, allowing the world to see his large milky breasts. The flashing lights reflect off of them, only making his massive honkers look bigger and more voluptuous. The urge to smack those bad babies was almost unbearable.

"ay buddiez the eyes r up here lol"

"sOrRy" they both mutter out, their words and mannerisms synced with one another's.  They giggle.

"if the rumors r tru this guys got sum real skill especially 4 a lowblood" he let out a short yet slightly louder laugh before continuing, "he's been runnin around scammin people out of fxckin dinner lol das crazy rite"

He took a moment to breathe before he began to divulge with the smallers. "i heard he tricked a whole violet blood out of a glizzy lol lil man wuz on the run from drones 4 3 weeks if he could do all dat i want u to think about what he could do 4 us u kno the kind of business all us r trynna run here we need someone like dat on our side"

"PURELY BECAUSE HE CONVINCED A HIGH BLOOD OUT OF A SEVEN ELEVEN MEAL?"

"ok let me finish lil dude my man made a whole pyramid scheme just 2 eat a fxckin meal n i heard he usually only takes glizzies if da rust blood can do all dat imagine what he could do 4 us lol imagine dat a innocent lil lowblood scammin royalty out of land we could prob get da revolutionaries on our side w that"

The two look at each other again, the larger's smile growing wider by the second. When they finally look back at him, he leans forward and gives what should be known as a command. 

"find him 4 me"