Mythious: The Tale of Dandelion & Pendragon

Imperioustor

Rewinding, the two heroes had already left when their time constraints were set to a countdown. Immediately with the reporter victim who had just returned from being amethysized and was now surrounded by a swarm of reporters, interrogating her about the previous occurrence, which included seeing the two superheroes.

Hypnotrix was dragged back into one of the dark passageways tucked between two buildings aimed from the streetlight. A dusty dumpster on the left side with several rats scattered inside looking for food from the humans' leftovers, besides the dumpster a ripped cardboard box with a paper sign at the front saying 'please take care of me'.

Suddenly, a tiny white hairy head began to slowly lift the lids of the box up. With its paws dangling on the side of the box, the little white fuzzy head exposed two blue eyes nearly halfway through. It made a gentle "meow" sound. It was a white kitten, and I assumed that its previous owner had thrown it away for selfish reasons.

At this juncture, the kitten noticed a large shadow covering its surrounds; the length of the shadow was long but not longer than a plank of wood small enough to fit under a person's foot. With a squeeze of the cat's eye peered up high, the kitten shouted, its fur striking up as if touched by electricity.

In an instant, the shadow transformed into a shoe stomping just where the kitten was; it was lucky the kitten jumped off from the side, or it could've been dead from the stomp of the foot earlier. The kitten growled at the figure who made the stomp and fled away to somewhere it felt safe.

The figure's fist struck a small crack in the wall from the side. The figure had his dark aura channeling his wrath towards his surroundings from his punch and damaged practically everything on the ground from where he nearly stepped on the cat earlier. It was Leander, and he gritted his teeth and yelled, "DAMMIT!!!, I almost had em!"

His rage gave him the appearance of a devil, his eyes were blood-red, his fist stayed scrunched, and each breath he heaved was steamed hotness. "If those two didn't meddle into my affairs, I could've gotten that girl to find me the mythious."

Anon recalled the events of him watching from behind the dark alley from afar, watching the victim he changed into a supervillain fought by the two superheroes Dandelion and Pendragon.

His red eyes loosened with widened eyelids, his fist began to open and at once the aura he leaded out gathered inside his body. "Wait a minute....... Their powers'' he inquired.

"Could it be?"

He instantly took out an object from his belt and cast some magic on it. The object was in a circle shape, the material was hard core stone, the outsider circle was carved with strange writings supposedly from ancient greece and the inner circle was only but a meer glass circle.

On top of the globe, a miniature untouchable illusion of his commander, Aretha, was reflected. She was sitting on her stone throne, her legs crossed, her head resting on her right knuckle, her look evil yet indifferent. He welcomed her with a gentle bow and the words "My Lady."

"Have you found the mythious yet?" she asked.

"My apologies My Lady, I have not" he hesitated, his head lowered. He paused, knowing that his response might rip her in pieces, but then he brought up the information he had just gotten that could help him avoid punishment. "but I've obtained some news that'll immediately have you in joy"

"Oh!, and what is this news you speak of!"

"Earlier today my manipulated minion encountered two civilians of what they call the now-a-days heroes, their powers was extremely miraculous that their were identical to–"

Her head suddenly stood up from her knuckle and drew her gaze closer to him, "The mythious"

"Precisely, My Lady" he answered,