AGALE/A

That's All I Know!

Brooklyn Bouhlel is a 19 year old Tunisian woman. She has a light complexion, with clear skin, of slightly below average height and loose curly white hair. She lived a few miles in-land on the island of Djerba where she lived with her parents and two elder brothers until the age of 6. On this mission, she's seen wearing a black bodysuit with black ripped jean shorts. She's also wearing red, open toe ankle boots and a red, cropped hoodie.

As Kaine and the rest of the AGALE/A members involved wait for the results of the medical analysis, we tune in with Brooklyn as she is on an assault-suppression mission. She's currently in Salt Lake City, Utah dissolving a human hunt that usually occurs in the month of July. It was night time in an overgrown area of the city. She quietly preys on a group of ghouls that were in pursuit of a group of humans from the shadows. A sinister smile forms on her face and she begins her own hunt. She licks her lips and begins to chase after the hunting ghouls.

She begins to stealthily pick each ghoul off, one by one, until the group begins to notice their numbers dwindle. They look around in an attempt to locate their assailant, but all they're greeted with are puddles of blood and dismembered bodies. They begin to be scared but out of the darkness they hear screams and the sound of bodies being ripped apart and feasted on. As all eyes look into the direction of the grotesque sounds, a mutilated body is thrown towards them. Swiftly following behind the body was herself, flashing a crimson grin at her prey.

After ruthlessly and disgustingly tearing apart the last few ghouls, she watches as the humans who were able to escape this year's hunt get away. She picks the chunks of ghoul flesh out of her teeth and looks towards the one ghoul she had left alive enough to interrogate.

"Look, you can't get away from me because I've already torn your legs off and I've cut down your whole crew. So answer my questions and you won't end up like your friend over there."

She gestures towards a disemboweled corpse hanging from a land post by the intestines. The ghoul begins to look scared but he still doubts if he should tell her.

"How do I know that you won't just kill me after you question me?"

"After you answer my questions, I won't kill you. I swear."

Prosperine flashes a smile at the legless ghoul. It does little to help with his doubts as it was a blood-stained smile. Nonetheless, He began to talk out of fear after noticing Prosperine's bikaku aiming towards his throat in case he decided otherwise.

The ghoul gave Prosperine the information she wanted and then some, as she now knew that there was a main group sending out hunters and the location of the main group and its boss. She smirked and thanked the ghoul. She smiled at him and patted his head in an effort to quell his fear. She then put her hand to his throat and crushed his windpipe, in addition to breaking his neck. She walked off and continued her mission, the hunt began anew and now she's going for the main group and its ringleader. Along the way she cleaned herself up, and came across a few more groups of hunters. They didn't even slow her down. Half an hour later she arrived at the address of the main group.

"328 200 S, Salt Lake City, UT. So this is where their boss was hiding? Nice place."

She walks through the door and asks the person at the front desk for the ManHanto Group staying in the top-floor loft. The woman at the front desk wasn't sure if she should allow for her to go, so Prosperine put on an act and made it seem like she was a hooker they had ordered.

"Another one? Fine, go on up."

Prosperine went into the elevator and went up to the room she was given. As the elevator got closer to the top floor, the smell of blood filled Prosperine's nose and her mouth began to water. She walked into the loft – wiping drool from her mouth – and saw the members of the group laughing over the dead body of a few hookers they had ordered previously. She walked around examining the room and a glint filled her eyes. The men begin to take notice of the girl looking around their crib. They asked each other about her purpose for being there, but she ignored them and kept looking around. Finally, one of them goes to ask her why she's there, but is again ignored. He asked her twice more with no response. He walks over to her in frustration and goes to grab her and get her attention; however, as he does, his hand is cut off. He screams in pain and grabs the part of his arm that had just been cut.