Nicole, Samantha and Jamie got to a luxurious hotel, standing higher than the eye could see. It's not that far away from the Kingdom Castle, but also not far from the Thieves Group Hideout.
"Good evening. Thank you for visiting Roland's Hotel. How could I be of assistance?" A butler asked after they entered the building.
"What is below this floor?" Nicole asked, the butler pressed a button and an elevator came to their floor.
"See for yourself." The butler said kindly.
The three of them got into the elevator and it went down for at least 2 minutes.
The silence was golden in those 2 minutes.
When the elevator opened on the bottom floor, a dark sinister environment could be felt.
The place is something between a rave joint and a pub, having glow in the Dark and neon colours everywhere. At least it's not 'too much'.
Jamie came closer to the girls to whisper.
"Hey, so uhm... I get that we're low underground, but... Why are we here?"
"Remember that the Thieves Group is part of something bigger?"
"Yeah?"
"Exactly. This is the Council of Darkness. Or the Dark Council. Whatever. A safe haven for thieves, crooks and even assassins. Hell, professional serial killers are also amongst them." Nicole said, while waving at people who greeted her with a smile.
"That's scary." Jamie added.
"Well, not really. Like minded people have a big tendency to get along." Samantha grabbing a drink.
"I see... I do see certain familiar faces. I won't be in trouble, right?" Jamie asked very carefully.
"No. No violence or absurd behaviour would be tolerated. If someone just dares to pull out a knife, that person will be put down, tortured and held captive till death." Samantha told them, pointing down, showing that the floor below them are a lot of skinny people trying to break the glass, while being stuck in different cages.
"Ooh. That's cruel." Jamie said.
"Wait till you see Watcher. She's the cruelest of them all." Nicole stated.
"Who's that?"
"Someone that scares demons and monsters for the fun of it. She's "nightmare" reincarnated." Nicole told him.
"I also heard that she could be the next Akuma." Samantha stated.
Kyle stood up from the bar and bumped into them.
Instantly guns, magic and swords were pointed at the 4 of them after his drink fell on the ground, not a moment later, all weapons were drawn.
"Barlady! What did he order?" Another lady asked, having a scar on her left eye and tattoos that's different words.
"Sullivan. Out. Of. My. Way." Nicole stated.
"Nicole. Nice of you to spill my drink." Kyle stated.
"Cosmopolitan. Harmless." The barlady said.
Everyone went back to what they were doing.
"Sullivan, what ever the fuck you're planning, it won't work." Nicole stated to him, wanting to grab him, but she couldn't. Not here.
"Oh Nicole. So fragile. Tell me, have I ever planned anything against you?" He asked her.
"Not directly no. You're playing with fire!" She gritted her teeth.
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Visceral Apricity
RandomCreo found himself in a reality, unknown to who or what he is. Everyone wields their magic with ease, whilst he has no idea how to control it or if he even has any. Along come tattoos one by one at the oddest of times. What do they mean and where's...
