Wings of vine and obsidian

Way to ruin my night king

     There's a light shuffle on the ground as I land. Looking around, I notice how abandoned and dormant the outside street and alleyway is, a ghost town compared to busy weekends or Fridays. I unfold my wings, feeling the familiar weight on my back. Stretching them, I head deeper into the alley way.

    Weaving through the abandoned halls, I watch for any suspicious behavior or creeps, they tend to linger in these alleys. Eventually, I get a mile or two from the apartment and fly up, a sea of street lights below me. They buzz lowly, letting off a dim glow in the black night. There's truly no stars out tonight, everything's peaceful for once. The crisp fall air tugs at my hood as I fly around, looking for any small-time villains or petty criminals.

    Finishing a loop around the city, I find nothing, no petty criminals, no other vigilantes on patrol, no villains lingering about, not even small-time heroes, who would love to turn me in. Nights like this are nice, when I have Tubbo and Ranboo around; alone, they're boring, too quiet. I land atop an apartment building and rest, looking down at the docile city in disappointment.

    I start to think back to the couple at the cafe earlier. They seemed so familiar, and we're certainly interesting. They weren't familiar in an 'I've met you' kind of way either, more of a 'I've heard about you, or seen you before' way. You would think I would be able to figure it out, them being so distinct and all, but I can't put my finger on it. Uegh stupid people and being familiar. All day today I've had creeps that are familiar or people who I just know I've seen before.

    I shake the thoughts and annoyance away. I'll come back to that later. I let my body fall off the side of the building, sliding down the side and flying off again. I need something to keep me busy. Wind pushes dust in my face, making me groan in disgust.
"Ugh, really, gross." I mutter, whipping the grime off my mask and face best I can, maybe something interesting will happen this time around. I probably should wash my suit now, or at least my mask.

    I decide to start the loop back home, keeping a lookout for anything creepy or sketchy. I fly about a third of the way home, when the peace gets interrupted. Down the street, I can see pink on a building. Pink hair and red. Blood red, the blood god. Oh you have got to be kidding me.. Why is the Blade of all people here? It's not a wealthy district. We have nothing major to offer, a pretty low blow for villains like him. I mean Siren has been here before, but he's more understandable than the fucking Blood god. What could he possibly be doing here?

    Time slows, inching by, he doesn't turn, just stays looking over the building, pink hair cascading down the side of the building. Hesitantly, I draw my sword, the metal clinking as it moves out of its makeshift holster. I crouch down and inch to the edge of the building I'm on. I notice something there, behind the Blood god. A dark, long figure. Siren. So, both of them are here, really? Why are both of them here? This can be good. I can take them both, well, maybe I could, but I wouldn't make it out very well. Maybe I can stay out of fighting and confer with them, figure out why they're here. Might be difficult with the Blade, but Siren can't keep secrets very well, for a top ranking villain.

    My teeth clench and I breath in deeply, air hissing in between them. I drop down the dim alley, street lights and the sliver of moonlight dancing along the sides. I look up again, they're a building over from their original spot, less distance to move I guess. I walk to the alley behind the buildings, walking to the one where the Blade and Siren are. I stop. Should I really go through with this? Probably not, but Big man Tommyinnit's got this!

    I shoot out from the earth, air hissing in my ears and eyes. The Blade's head whips around the minute I get my feet on the ground, blood red eyes staring me down behind the boar skull. Siren turns directly after, scuffing at the sight of me.

    I twirl a dagger in my fingers, watching the two, the three of us statues in a game.

    "Sooo... What might you two fellas be doing here? Blood god? Merboy?"I taunt, sliding the dagger back into my belt.

    "Wouldn't you like to know, Icarus?" Blade deapans. God I hate that nickname. I hum back and roll my eyes.

    "I actually would like to know, BlADe."I don't know if you knew this, but it's not particularly normal for large-time villains to be in our poorer regions, you, specifically, go for middle or high class usually. That one, though,"I say, nodding to Siren,"Doesn't give much thought into where he goes, so he's not a major concern to me."

    Siren gasps, clearly offended. "I could beat your ass Gremlin! Don't act like you're so smart when we've managed to incapacitate you several times now, you're just lucky your little friends were there to protect you."Siren defends.

     "HEY! I CAN HOLD MY OWN AGAINST YOU! IT'S WHEN YOU BRING IN YOUR LITTLE FAMILY, IT'S HIM AND ZEPH THAT ARE DANGEROUS!" I argue, pointing at the Blade " THAT ONE HAS UNGODLY STRENGTH AND ZEPH CAN FIGHT ME IN THE AIR! YOU'RE JUST A LITTLE  BITCH BOY BECAUSE YOUR POWERS DON'T WORK ON ME!!"I Scream in protest. Could take Siren, maybe not get him unconscious, but I can hold my own and get him pinned, he knows this too, so he's just being a hater.

    "Yeah , yeah, whatever. Now, are you going to leave us, or are things going to get messy? Hm, bird boy?"Siren taunts back, he sure knows how to get on my nerves. He chuckles a bit, making me tense. I can see his face , but I know his eyes have a sadistic shine to them, to them, they always do.

    "I'm just trying to figure out why you feel the need to mess with our district, it's already not well off, unlike you seem to be."I scuff, trying to ease my nerves, eyes darting between the two looming figures.

     "Well, if you must know, we're looking for someone special.'' Siren answers, Blade glares at him. Siren stands there, clearly happy with himself.

    "Special, as in acquaintance special, or as in enemy or innocent special? You gonna torture this person or what?" I hiss, Siren's eyes glow bright blue from under his veil.

    "Not something you need to know, not yet. Maybe you'll find out later."Siren responds, lunging at me. I dodge, but the Blade jumpers out too, almost forcing me off the edge of the roof.

    "AYYEE! What the hell guys! I just want to talk."I complain, jumping into the sky. Zepherus doesn't seem to be here, so flying will be an easy way out, as long as they don't hit or shoot at my wings again.

    "Don't gotta be rude, king, could've just threatened me and I might've pissed off."I grumble down.

    The blade laughs, "Yeah, MIGHT'VE, as in you wouldn't. Don't worry kid, this jerk has told me enough about you to know you won't leave without a fight, or, in this case, the answers you want."

    I groan, how lovely? "I just wanted a good reason as to why you had to ruin my quiet night. I had hoped for a petty criminal, not you two, to spice up the night. Now, it's just ruined.."