Project 000

The Power Of Feelings

"Te bastard ran away. Shite! I needed te know which pub te sons o' bitches were at!" Striker punched the wall beside her, leaving a dent in it.
"Momma, please calm down..  oh, hey, look, it's the girl! And she's with that tall dude. They seem to know where they're going. Why don't we follow them!" Lucifer jumped up and down excitedly.
The woman paused and glanced at the two, nodded, and decided to follow then from the rooftops. Putting Luci back in her bag, she used her parkour skills to reach the top of the houses. Keeping out of sight, she leapt from rooftop to rooftop.

Finally, the two people stopped in front of a pub uncreatively called 'Bar' with a barrel next to the word.
The tall man burst through the doors and the small girl followed tentatively.
Striker lightly landed from the other rooftop into the pub's roof. She slipped in through the window and quietly approached the stairs, and stopped as she got into earshot.

"...how did you know that Blue Skull is a Mage Guild?" The girl's voice came from around the corner.
"What?"
"Blue Skull could've been a Mercenary Guild, a Treasure Hunting Guild, or a Merchant Guild. But you identified Blue Skull as a Mage Guild." She said, slightly threatening.

You could practically feel the evil smile coming from the man from being the wall. The next thing you could hear was crashing and breaking glass and the ringing of a blade being tossed.

Things had calmed down for a mere moment before she could hear something moving.

"A magic circle?!" The man with the girl shouted.
"Might not wanna take a step. One step outta that circle and you go boom."
"What?!"

After a moment, the little girl spoke to again, sounding happy.

"This letter is wrong."
"Huh?"
"I can see why it's confusing, those two letters look very much alike. But it's wrong. So if I do this-"
"Mavis NO-"
Striker heard a footstep, but no explosion.
"Nothing happens!"
"Why, you little-!"
"Here's a little trivia about me.." Mavis says, her voice now ominous and dangerous.

"I can use magic too."
"What!"
"Come forth. From the stairs of Heaven, fly thee down, Guardian Beast."

Striker looked from the corner and almost gave a shout of surprise. A giant bluish-white wolf with flora on it's body appeared out of thin air above the young girl.

"Speak. Now." Mavis said with a threatening look on her face.

After the man told them where the base was, Striker ran upstairs, accidentally knocking a mug over and drawing the attention of the man and the girl. They ran after Striker, but only caught a glimpse of a tailcoat flying out the window.

Looking out of the window, they saw her jumping from rooftop to rooftop. The man jumped out after her and started slinging his blades to try and catch her.

Instead, they missed. He tried once more and ended up catching her arm. He started pulling, but instead, almost ended up dying due to the fact a blast of rainbow that just flew past his head.

When he looked up, her arm was extended and palm facing outward and smoking.

"Magic." Was he muttered before he can on the chain with all his might, sending the surprisingly light assassin towards him.

Before he knew want happened, he was flying off the roof and onto the ground with a necklace in his hands. He then heard a furious scream and felt a sword at his throat.

"Pu' te necklace down er I chop yer t'ick head off 'n fron' o' the gurl." Striker said. When he looked at her, he noticed the crack in her mask and thought if he could just hit it and reveal who she was, then she might run off.

But he was at a disadvantage here, with the sword at his neck and all.

So he opened his palm to reveal a twine string with a now red gem instead of a blue vial. She stepped back and seemed to panic, frantically looking around for something.

"Gimme t'at 'n ge' outta 'ere." She said, almost like a warning. She then laid eyes on a short man with black hair and black eyes. Before the young man could spot her, disappeared into thin air.