My Mad Rabbit

Chapter One: An Odd Encounter

The Mad Rabbit had been wreaking havoc all over the town, terrorizing the citizens of Musutafu, Japan without any remorse. His kills, his murders, his victims and their tragic deaths were making headlines in all the news stations, all over the nation. It's been reported that the Mad Rabbit is supposedly quirkless, but, there's never been solid evidence to prove that. No one knows his true identity, and he's never been caught, only pursued by the heroes who desperately wanted him behind bars. His wanted poster had been posted for months now, with almost little to no leads as to what he was doing; however, for the last month, he'd been broadcasting his killings to the heroes and police in the exact same dark room. The bunny like animatronic head on, covering his face, and keeping his identity hidden, with the background noise of the sound of a dripping faucet with a squirming, yellow blob in the background. Screams are usually heard on the broadcast after a while, with blood barely visible in the corner of the screen. The Mad Rabbit would always taunt the heroes and police, showing them his latest killing, before ending the broadcast. He always ended the broadcast quickly, so that the police and heroes couldn't pinpoint him, or the location he was broadcasting in. Currently, the madman had just finished his last kill for the month, dragging the giant hunk of meat and metal to be disposed of the in river, throwing the suit, and whoever the dead victim was, into the river in the dead of night.

But, to be quite honest, when you have the news focusing on one person, it makes it so much easier for your own killings to be done in complete secret. In all honesty, she was quite happy that the news has been focused on the Mad Rabbit lately. It meant that her own killings could be done without anyone knowing. It was almost... too perfect. She really had to thank this man one day. He's made her own killings so easy. Though, the fact that he's now slowly killing more and more, it's slowly lowering her chance of finding more people to kill. And it's annoying her. Though, today, she was lucky to actually get someone to fall for her trap. People were so... foolish honestly. She groaned a bit as she dragged the human filled animatronic toward the river, still wearing her blue traditional japanese dragon mask on her face. She slowly walked over to the river, and dumped the body in, smirking wildly under her mask at the sound of the splash, knowing that hunk of junk would sink to the bottom of the river, or get carried away... the woman unaware of the killer who was also there.

The rabbit heard the second splash, and looked over, finding himself to be heavily confused. Seeing the dragon masked killer, he seemed ever so perplexed, as this was his first ever time seeing another killer use his river. Curious, and unable to contain his slight excitement, he turned on his heel and walked over to this other killer, still wondering whoever this person was or could be. But he was soon going to find out, as he continued to walk closer and closer to this other person. He smiled slightly, though, in a surprising turn of events, murder wasn't in his plans. His intrigue had been peaked, and his curiosity was clawing away at his brain, urging him to continue walking, all so he could know who this person was.

This... other masked killer... let out a slow sigh under their breath, pulling their hair out of the high placed bun they had. It was barely visible in the darkness, but, with the little light the moon was emitting, you could see long, ginger hair fall flat against- Hold on a second- Did... did this person have a quirk? It looked like it, seeing as their ginger hair fell against two, large, black as night wings, that had odd, red glowing designs on them. You could barely see a tail that was also attached to them, and crimson glowing ram horns attached to their head. They heard the original splash, and started looking around, stopping almost immediately as soon as this... dragon masked killer spotted William walking towards them.

"Hello there," called the oddly calm killer, with a slight smile seeming to be heard through his vocals as he spoke. The purple eyes under the mask looked almost... happy to see another killer on his turf, which was odd, as, well, killers were assumed to attack and kill one another on sight for being in another killer's turf or territory. His curiosity continued to lead him along, pulling him closer and closer to this strange and curious looking killer, "And you might be?" William asked softly, as he looked at her, extending a hand with a slight bow. The ears on the mask flopped forward slightly as he bowed, making barely any noise, unlike the rest of the suit that had been thrown into the water just moments ago.

It... took a moment for the situation at hand... to finally click in this other masked killer's head. "Hello, Mad Rabbit," answered a soft, feminine voice from under the blue dragon mask. Brightly glowing crimson eyes, seemed to slowly fade to such a dark color of honey, that without the light of the moon, you couldn't see the honey color of her eyes. Her tail lazily swayed back and forth as she watched him, the mask tilting to the side as she tilted her head, "The Dragon's Wrath," She answered, curiously taking hold of his hand, and shaking it lightly. Claws sharper than a sharpened knife, lightly brushed against his glove covered hand, which she seemed to attempt to be very careful with.

William smiled, ignoring the feeling of her sharp claws against the glove covered skin of his hand, the slightest bit of goosebumps running up his arm from the odd feeling of contact, "Would you like a drink?" He asked softly, seeming quite cordial as he looked at her, "Maybe something to eat, my treat?" He added. He seemed friendly, when not putting people in the trapped suits of his creation that is, but, of course, no one knew he created them. They just knew that he knew how to operate them, masterfully at that.

"A drink?" The Dragon's Wrath asked curiously, her tail twitching ever so slightly in the darkness, in slight curiosity as to why this other killer wanted to take her out to get a drink. Though, she wasn't one to say no, and she was curious about him as well, so, after a while, she finally gave an answer. "Hmm, a drink sounds quite interesting.." She answered, looking at him with a soft shade of crimson flooding back into her eyes, "Though, I'm quite curious if I can trust you, Mr. Rabbit..~ How do I know you won't try and kill me, hm?~" She purred, her tail steadying itself, to allow her a seat of sorts that she could lean back against, awaiting the man's answer.

"If I'd wanted to kill you, miss dragon, trust me... I'd have already tried." Cooed the masculine sounding killer, letting go of her hand, and reaching his own hand up to the back of the head he wore. Pressing a button on the back of the animatronic head, opened  the head at the mouth, revealing the identity of the killer, that beginning the one... the only... Mr. William Afton, who kept his hands on the head of the animatronic as he spoke, "What do you say? Dinner and drinks?" He asked, smiling as he pulled the head off cautiously, being careful to not cause the inner mechanics of the suit's head to come snapping around over his head.

The Dragon's Wrath would watch him curiously, her tail twitching ever so slightly again, since she stopped leaning on her tail after a while, at his response. She watched him remove the animatronic head, watching as he revealed his identity to her, which seemed to relax her a bit. If he trusted her enough to take the head off, and reveal his identity, she may as well do the same. Slowly, she reached a hand up and grabbed a hold of the mask by the eyes. She pulled the mask off of her face, velcro slightly scratching together before finally being ripped apart as she took the mask off, revealing her freckle covered face. "Sounds like a lovely idea." She answered to him, sitting the mask holding hand against her hip for the moment.

"Come, come! I simply must show you my favorite restaurant, I'm certain you'll enjoy it," William said, rolling down the purple sleeves of his shirt, to cover the large scars that seemed to dominate most of the skin on his arms, and taking off his gloves as well. He actually seemed like a really nice guy, apart from the murder he did. It made him interesting to the eye, and peaked Andromeda's interest heavily.

Andromeda reached down where she had dropped the body off, picking up a black bag that perfectly fit her mask. She hummed quietly as she set the mask in the bag, fixing her hair as she looked at him. "Then by all means, lead the way." She answered, keeping her wings against her back with a soft little hum, and following him after she gave him her answer.