They both looked up to the giant chandelier and on it was a girl. She had long hair tied back in a ponytail. She was wearing a black SnapBack. With different silver rings all around. One of her many hats. She had a black vest hoodie. And super dark purple cargo pants. She was wearing plain black high tops. And all of it was toped off with her mask. It was white with slanted laughing eyes. The mouth or rather jaw was like a human skull. And it had a red scar going from the temple to the top of the chin.
"Alright enough admiring me. Let's look at you two. Oh! And Emit I didn't know you were into her type." She pointed to Tris clearly amused. She jumped down. And summersaulted as she landed.
Tris was shaking. And you could see all her blubber going up and down. "Y-you can't t-take my a-amulet." She held onto it tight in her chubby little hands.
"Hahaha" Carnage laughed so hard he fell and exposed her stochach laughing. Rolling on the floor. Tris was getting uncomfortable and more scared and Emit, he expected this and he knew what was coming next. He personally did not mind.
Carnage got up straightened her back and wiped a fake tear away. " p-please e-explain t-to m-me" Carnage giggled as she mimicked Tris. She loved seeing her pain. And it was so damn easy!
Tris on the other hand was shaking more, this time from anger. This child, she was so afraid of a child. A cocky little kid. "Stop disrespecting me you insolent brat!" She yelled with her new found confidence.
Carnage laughed at her attempt. "Are you trying to mother me around?!" She sat down on the couch. Tris in front of Emit. Carnage sighed. "Emit...the fat ass is a liar. The amulet she has does not belong to her." Carnage patiently waited for Trises reaction.
Tris was quiet taking it in. Than it hit her! "What did you just call me!" she screeched. Emit was getting tired of her. But he had to keep his composure.
"Hmmm? oh! I called you a Fat Ass Liar." Carnages mask smile drilled into Trises head, and Carnage tilted her head to the side. "Why you-" Carnage interrupted Tris before she could continue. She could sense Emits impatience and although it pleased her. This fat woman's voice was hella annoying."
"Uh-uh-uh don't interrupt me you fat woman." She smiled behind her mask. " it's not like I'm lying." She looked at her she was fuming. "I mean you are OBEASE aka fat" Trises face was redder than her dress. "Your buttocks or ASS is fat...NOT in a good way" carnage laughed. "And most of all you are a LIAR. After all the the amulet does not in fact belong to you."
Emit was curious. Carnage always has her facts right and was rarely wrong. Although she was a mercenary. She intrigued him. He wanted her to be his partner but unfortunately Carnage was happy with her job. "Why does the amulet not belong to h-" he was interrupted by Tris. "Don't listen to that bitch she's lying." Tris was close to tears.
Emit sighed. " I'm sorry Miss.Nebula, but I have known Carnage much longer than you and I know for a fact that she does not lie." Tris was crying now. Emit could tell Carnage enjoyed this. He really didn't expect Carnage to come. But she probably did for the fun of it.
"Carnage, please do continue." Emit said. "No, I think we should allow Miss-" Tris looked up thinking she was finally going to get some respect. She was very wrong. "-fat ass liar." Carnage had seen the hope in Trisses eyes. And when she saw in fade she was thrilled.
Tris knew she was cornered and what more could she lose. She had no respect everyone hated her. Even emit. Emit probably didn't remember her. But she remembered him. He saved her once and he would always play with her when he came to visit her foster father.
"It was supposed to go to my brother... my foster brother." Emits eyes widened. Carnage was happy she broke that fat bitch. She broke her good.
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AdventureAlma. Broken family abandoned twice. Hated. Loved. Crazy af. Lars. Curious. Student. Part-time cop. 12 years old. Lost. Hates father. Emit. Detective. Famous. Lots and lots of enemies. Few allies. 2 kids. Did not sign up for parent hood. ...