Will diverge from canon, contains: Blood, Gore, sexual themes and talks of self harm and suicide.
Has crossover capabilities with ZhakaBeat's character Gharian. Much love and thanks to him for the ability to use other characters.
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[WARNING: DEPICTIONS OF BLOOD AND GORE AND ATTEMPTED SEXUAL ASSAULT, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED]
Alone at the edge of a universe humming a tune For merely dreaming we were snow
A siren sounds like the goddess who Promises endless apologies of paradise And only she can make it right So things are different tonight
Rarely. Did any of them take the time to really relax and wind down. So here they stand, floating above a neon city, watching as the night sky is illuminated.
"Liebe? What would you do different if you could?"
Arguably two of the most powerful mortals fly high above the city of Lungmen. One a Siren from a different world and the other a Draco.
"Not much. I have no way of knowing what chain of events caused this moment to happen.."
We'll go together in flight
It's now and never A reverie endeavor Awaits somnambulant directives To take the helm
Believe me, darling The stars were made for falling Like melting obelisks As tall as another realm
To any onlookers they would merely see a shimmer. But to them they see it all, the neon, the cars, the humming of the cities engines, people walking around like blood in the cities veins.
"Empress, it's been a question for me, since you don't experience time like we do in your home dimension, how old exactly are you?"
She paused for a moment... she didn't take the time to actually give that question a thought herself...
"I... if I had to guess... only a couple hundred years younger than you.." she sighed "In our home dimension... we never truly acknowledged time."
Un ensemble d'enfants La galaxie s'étend Jardin de l'imagination Combler la lacune Voler face à la lune Vois comme nous évoluons
He would never admit it openly, but he's grown soft. Especially since adopting the sirens. But who can blame him? He's got a soft spot for little ones, never liked seeing them suffer...
"What do you say we go to a cafe? I know of one owned by this little old lady."
Smiling she looked to him "I would love that."
Down below, in the city corners
"Hold her down dammit!" A man silently yelled to the henchmen fighting over a girl "She killed Fred and Harry! Boss ain't gonna be pleased!"
More grunting and fighting was heard as 4 thugs try and hold down a girl no older than 15.
"We got er' boss! What should we do?"
Lighting his cigarette he laughed "BAHA! Finally, now we can't kill her or boss wouldn't be happy but he never said anything about testing the merchandise now did he?"
Hearing this she struggled more and screamed "NO PLEASE-"
She was cut off by a nasty hit to the stomach, knocking the breath from her and causing her to squeal in pain.
"Shut the fuck up you whore! You killed two of my men, now we were payed not to kill you so we won't kill you heh~"
The three holding her down managed to pin her as the bald one came closer and closer... all the while slowly unbuckling his belt.
But they were cut off when someone whistle for their attention.
"Whistling You boys know that's not a very nice thing to do don't ya?"
All four looked to the alleyways entrance seeing a tall figure slowly make his way over.
"Let's see, we have: two Sankta, a Lung, and oh this is surprising an Oni. Haven't seen one of you since I saw my niece."
The bald Oni snapped his fingers as the two Sankta raised firearms "I wouldn't come closer if I was you, this is Mafia business!"
He slowly kept walking, unafraid of the weapons pointed. One of them summoned his 1921A Thompson with 100 rounds loaded, and the other summoned his fully automatic AA-12 both warned him once.
Tap, tap, tap
He kept walking.
TAP, TAP, TAP
Was he unfazed?? He had two deadly weapons pointed at him!
TAP, TAP, TAP-
He stopped right in front of them. And on the order of the Oni they fired.
Bullets ripped and shredded the man's jacket, casings flying everywhere as people panicked and ran. But the man? The man stood still seemingly laughing, mocking them.
When the gunfire died down they watched in horror and the man seemingly plucked bullet after bullet from his chest.
"Now that wasn't very nice was it?"
Before the three could react they heard a sickening crunch and a squelching sound.. the Sankta holding the rifle was instantly killed as a fist entered his head cavity, spewing his brains over the 3.
The shotgun wielder didn't fair much better as he only managed it eject his magazine before being instantly lit afire. His screamed echoed far and wide and the persistent yet slow fire ate his flesh.
"Now, you two." He turned to the last two men "you can let her go, or suffer a fate worse than either of them."
The Lung took his chances and ran while leaving his boss. He didn't get far as he was stopped by a police barricade and the Superintendent herself.
The man turned to the Oni "So. Just me n you big guy. What you wanna do?"
The Oni used his arts, somehow moving faster than the eye could see as he landed hit after hit on the man, and with one final brutal kick to the head... he was met with laughter and a very unimpressed yet smug smile.
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