The Exceptions

Bar Time Throwdown

Lucian

S pays Urbana for the food and they hug before departing. As the group reaches the door to leave, a gang of five beat up looking people walk into the bar. These guys seem pissed. Everyone stays out of their way as the five storm towards the bar counter. Urbana changes her stance and her eyes narrow. This can't be good. The girl leading the pack is around five foot six with dirty blonde hair, followed by four men wearing black suits with red ties. Each one has a gnarly looking sword attached to their backs. The leader has dual colt revolvers hanging at each hip. The red and black color scheme applies to her as well, and appears to be in her mid teens. She approaches Urbana.

"Hey, cook us up some grub, and we ain't paying." She demands as her arrogant aura hits Lucian like a truck.

"Now why the hell would I do that? You definitely look like you can pay. I'd be happy to make food for paying customers."

"Uh, no. That won't be happening," She hisses. "Go into the back, and start cooking." S mutters something about retards under his breath while Lucian sits there in silence, his heart racing. Urbana takes a combative stance, as if taunting the girl to strike first.

"Now what the fuck are you gonna do to make me cook, asshole?"

"You shouldn't have insulted us. The Red Spades gang will make sure you are never safe." In one fluid movement the girl draws her gun and puts it to Urbana's head. "Now how about some food now, bitch?"

"Safety is on." Urbana replied coolly. S gets up and pulls something shiny out of his pocket. He slowly approaches the entourage around the girl.

"Don't sass me bitch" the girl with the gun hisses. "This is your last chance. Or you will end up like the rest of the Reaver gang. Riddled with holes." She snaps the safety off with her thumb.

"The Red Spades won't know about poor little me if I kill you first!" Urbana's laughter sends a chill down everyone's spine.

The leader of the gang' eyes ignite to a bright red. S then dashes right for the biggest member.

"Urbana NOW!" S yells. Holding a mean looking bowie knife, his arm flashes out from under the cloak. The man barely has a chance to inhale before S draws his knife cleanly across the man's throat. Blood spills out of the wound like a raging river. S then stabs deep into the man's gut, then throat. S dashes behind the man and slashes at his achilles. The man falls over, not breathing. The three other men form a circle around S.

"Oh you are dead!" *BANG* a gunshot rings out. Lucian can barely keep up with what was going on. He stands there as if in a trance. Mirai and Dawn flee for cover in their booth. He hears a loud, nearly psychotic laugh from what sounded like Urbana. A yellow light flew from around the counter. A bullet hole appears in the wood behind the bar. A blur knocks down the gun girl who quickly rolls as soon as she hits the floor. The trio is transfixed on the spectacle that lay before them. All they can see is a yellow blur of motion that keeps slamming into the battered girl with red eyes that lays on the ground. Suddenly the blur stops. In its place is Urbana with glowing yellow eyes.

"Stupid fucking idiot. Know who you're messing with. At least I know I eliminated an evil gang today and not some innocent child." Urbana makes a fist. She then disappears as the blur replaces her. The girl with the guns whimpers and fires three more shots from the ground but it was futile. The bullets graze the blur and hit the ceiling. The blur jumps towards the ceiling and lands on the girl. The girl wheezes and coughs, and rolls over into the fetal position. The light extinguishes in her eyes. Urbana appears above the girl. "Well that was fun. You should have tried harder." Urbana goes blurry again and a crater appears in the ground where the girl's head is. Or was. Her head exploded into a gory puddle of raining blood, skull, and brain bits. The same eerie laugh comes from Urbana as she dashes behind the bar and materializes there. "Almost done, sweetie?"