Darkness Within (ON HOLD AND MAJOR EDITING BEING DONE)

Chapter 12 ~ Back in Business

After getting a very muchly needed shower, I get dressed. I'm wearing some Missme jeans (I stole them, of course), a black Vans t-shirt, a black and white plaid jacket over it, my normal dark makeup, the choker, and my combat boots.

Grabing my crown I put it in a satchel along with some other stuff. After I'm all ready I grab my board and phase through the wall. Obviously I am not going to school today. I skate down the road to the park. Yes, the same park I burned yesterday and the same park Thor found me in. When I arrive I hop off my board and stare at the site. The entire park is burned to the ground. Some nearby houses are even burned.

As I stare some guy walks up to me and starts a conversation, "It's tragic isn't it?"

"Yeah tragic," I say still staring at the destruction.

"I heard that Mortuus Luna burned it down trying to kill the Teen Titans and everyone in this neighborhood. I wonder what pissed her off? She disappeared right after the flames went up. No one's seen her since. Nice to meet you, I'm Stan Lee," he states as if he were a history professor.

"She'll come back, I'll promise you that, but when she returns she'll come back with a bang," I say in a monotone before walking off. Not even acknowledging that he introduces himself.

I skate over to an alley and rub the crystal on my necklace from bottom up in a diagonal line. I cast a spell on my skateboard turning it into a pair of swords. I love swords. Almost as much as I love escrima sticks. Stupid Nightwing has them though.

I walk down the street without a care in the world. Whenever someone passes they gasp and run. Ha! A mother and her little boy were walking hand-in-hand towards me. They haven't noticed me yet. I wait until they reach me and the boy, no older than six, notices me first.

He points and says, "Mommy wook. It's morkus wuma. She bad guy. Momm, mommy wook!"

The mother grabs her child, picking him up, and runs to safety. Well than bitch. I stick my middle finger up after her.

I get to my destination and stare up at the building. The museum. Walking up the steps I pull the swords out from behind me. I take a deep breath, once I reach the top, before barging through the doors. Seeing as both my hands are holding swords I kick the door in.

There's a security guard behind the door so the first thing I do is kill him. Plunging both swords through his heart. After I watch the life drain from his eyes, my personal favorite part, I yank the swords out and stare at the silent crowd.

Before anyone can run or scream or anything I yell out, in a disguised voice of course, "Move, scream, talk, fight, anything and I'll kill every last person in here without batting an eyelash. Children first of course." I smirk while saying the last part.

Continuing I shout, "Everyone in a circle. Phones and weapons are given to me. If you try to withhold anything I won't hesitate to kill ten people and then throw you out one of the many windows," everyone does as they're told.

"Give me your phone," I say to some random woman.

With shaky hands she puts it in the palm of my hand. After she and the others are all sitting in the center of the room I call the police.

"This is commissioner Gordon," answers a male voice.

"Hey Gordon! Guess who," I say with a false perky attitude.

"Who is this?.....Is this a prank call," I smirk.

"Of course not! This is an acknowledgement. A mere warning. I have around eighty hostages at the museum. Try anything funny and I'll blow this place up with myself inside," I say completely serious.

It takes him a couple of seconds before he sighs and says, "which villain is this and what do you want,"

"Oh don't get all excited on me now," I state, sarcasm dripping from my voice, "I am Mortuus Luna and what I want is simple. What I want is Nightwing."

I asked for Nightwing because if I find out his secret identity than my mission will speed up. Plus, I'm not ready to take on Batman and Robin is to easy.

The line goes dead and I smile. I always get what I want. I throw this phone to the ground and crush it under my heels. Looking up just in time I see two men run at me. Grabbing a sword I stab them both.

Before they die I whisper, "what did I tell you?"

Pulling my swords free a single drop off blood gets on my boot. Well damn. These are brand new. I feel like Superboy now, he always ruins his shoes. Let's just hope I don't rip off my shirt anytime soon. Fulfilling my promise I kill ten people.

I sit on some stupid exhibit and swing my sword. Looking at everyone's faces you can see fear. Well this is boring. I want to do something.

Smirking I jump up and say, "Let's play a game," looking at a little boy I ask, "What do you wanna play?"

He looks at me funny, looks at his mom for permission, then says, "Duck, duck, goose!"

"Okay everybody! You have a choice. Play duck, duck, goose or face a painful death," I shout out.

Scared for their lives everyone gets in a circle sitting criss-cross applesauce. I sit down next to two fearful people and tell the little boy that he's it. James, I soon find his name to be, goes around and then taps another little boy's head. They chase eachother around as I stand and go to the window.

The sound of helicopters and sirens can be heard over a mile away. Gordon stands at the bottom and grabs a megaphone. He yells into it saying stuff like let the hostages go, you don't have to do this, etcetera.

In response I stick my middle finger out the window. Behind me I hear a bit of snickering. Who the hell would snicker at their capture. Turning around guess who I see? This little bitch.

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Thank you,
Emerald Chalsa.