"Run, baby! you have to run!" Rick blinked, looking up at his mother, past the dead bodies he had been staring at. She appeared before him suddenly, her elegant white hair stained with blood from her face. Why…was he here again? Three figures suddenly exploded through two burning huts, standing in the open, shadows casting an insidious feeling of dread. Rick's mother turned, eyes glinting.
"Hachi Armor!" A blue aura materialized around her, as Hachi, her shiba inu spirit, barked, turning into Samurai armor. He floated and slammed onto her, a helmet slamming upon her head, two glowing blue and white swords appearing in both hands, a layer of plated armor appearing across her arms and legs. The Dark ones grinned.
"Jabberwocky Integration!" The biggest one held out his hand, the shadow of an ugly, fish-faced dragon on a long neck screeching as it swirled into a dark ball. He then slammed the ball into his just, heart thumping. He cackled, as half his face became scarred, shaping into a tattoo across the left side of his face. It had a screeching Jabberwocky design on it. He cackled, hunching over a bit as torn wings sprouted from his back, skin ripping and bone bending with a loud splat and rip of flesh and blood. His left arm cracked and twirled, before erupting into a much larger, bigger size and shape, the head of the Jabberwocky, albeit with a longer snout, taking on as his hand now, the other hand growing claws. A tail thumped out of his pants, with small, ripped sails on the tail.
"Heheh, your dead WENCH!" The Jabberwocky head snapped at the air, hungry for death, and blood. The smaller, more elegant looking figure next to him tapped his arm, the obvious woman tossing her hair back.
"Don't be brutish, it requires elegance!" She held up her hand, a dark orb appearing in her hand.
"Luna Moth integration!" She swallowed her orb, as a screeching Luna moth spirit appeared behind her, before vanishing around her, Wings sprouting from her back, draping down like a cape. Her head turned into half of a Luna moth's head, almost like a helmet, with big, black eyes. She held out her arms, as they split into three pronged clawed arms and 2 pronged, extra arms. Her head sprouted two fuzzy antennae that flicked about, finishing with her ass turning into a moth's abdomen, round like a bee's bottom, glistening with dark magic. The third and final dark-one walked in front of the other two, looking at Rick's mother.
"Just let us have the boy, Shiane, and will kill you…less painfully" He comments. Rick watched in horror as his mother, her hair flowing in the cold wind, took a step forward.
"The only way you're getting this boy is if I become a cold, dead corpse!" She shouts definitely, snarling at him. Her canines were longer than normal, as she bore them at the group. The man chuckled, before looking unamused.
"I knew you would say that" He held up a hand,sighing.
"And you were so beautiful too, I could've killed you with poison, to preserve your body, but alas, it looks like it is not meant to be." the sky swirled with clouds, as a Dark orb appeared from the sky, floating down, the Spirit of a great big, black eastern Dragon. Its skin looked rotted, with only one arm poking out, as if it hadn't molted, and one red eye looking at Shiane, the other a pocket of blackness. It moved like a snake downward, its mouth open, as it vanished into spirit-particles as the orb landed in the man's hand.
"Spirit integration, Dread Imoogi" He comments, holding it to his lips before sucking it in. His body steamed, as armor surrounded his body, black and gold, with a crown of fur appearing on his head, with metallic-stamped eyes, one red, one pitch black. His knuckles had gauntlets with spikes on them, the other hand having a torn Fan. One of his eyes became Black and red, like the Dragons, while the other remained normal color and pigment. His tongue, now serpentine, snaked out, tasting the air.
"Your time is up, Shiane" he pointed a fist at her, before snapping his finger. The Jabberwocky man and the Luna Moth women leapt at her, both gliding. With a war cry, she rushed them, swords drawn to her sides. She leapt into the air, and- BEEP BEEP BEEP!
"Muh-....Wuh?!" Rick sat up quickly, a porno sticking to his face, drool dripping down his mouth. He grabbed said magazine, ripping it off his face and into the trash, before he moved around the bed, falling over and onto the side, finally grabbing the maker of the noise: his Higgle, a mimic that worked as a phone in the underground cities basically. He grumbled, making it squelch as he taped it, putting it to his ear.
"Hello, officer Rick speaking?" Rick groaned as he sat up, wiping the rest of the drool from his face aka on his eye.
"Hello, Mr.Rick" the voice on the other side stated. Rick sat up quickly, goosebumps on his skin. Odettes boss.
"Ah….you again" Rick comments.
"...What do you want?" Rick comments with annoyance.
"Ah, two things. One….quite good job on the Dragon incident, I'm rather shocked a human, let alone a spirit shaman, had such power to face natural apex-beasts born to be above all other beings…well, except Trolls hehe" Rick didn't like the silky smooth tone of his voice.
"And the second thing?" Rick comments.
"Oh, yes, Odette hasn't been in your shared apartment for early and late hours of the day, correct?" The Boss, as Odette had told Rick to call him, stated. Now that he mentioned it, Surface time, Odette left at 5, and then would get back at 12 at night.
"Yeah actually, is she being a hooker or something?" That got a chuckle from The Boss.
"Hah, you're quite vulgar, it's actually quite refreshing. No, she is not being a 'Hooker'. She is undercover as a Nun at the city's Orphanage, which also happens to be a church; The church of the Sun-seed." Rick groaned. Rick had read up on them about their charity donation of 10,000 rupees. That was quite a lot for a church to donate…but the founder was an Elf, so that explained a lot.
"What does this have to do with her, and more importantly, me?" Rick comments, twisting the higgles upper left fang, putting it on speaker as he sets it down, getting his jeans on.
"Well Dear Rick, you must've heard about the reports of orphans vanishing into the night without a trace. It happens, from what Odette has found out from prying, once a month, every sunday. 4 children go missing every time. This has gone on for 6 months" The Boss comments.
"What the-24 children have gone missing and they haven't done SHIT about it?" Rick shouted. The boss could feel Rick's anger even across the higgle.
"Indeed, it is quite disgusting to do nothing about these children who haven't even been adopted at all. I want you to pose as a new janitor, I have left a fake ID and so forth and fake papers as a transfer from one of their other churches. Of all the others, this is the only church of the sun-seed that has this issue" The Boss responds. Rick rubbed his eyes until his lower lids slapped his eyeball pretty much. Fun.
"Fine….I'll do it, simply because…of my own personal issues" Rick comments, grumbling.
"I know you will, thank you Mr.Rick" CLICK. The higgles fang twisted back to normal as it turned off, Rick pushing it to turn it off. Burger had appeared, floating in front of him.
"You seem moody," Burger comments with a smug grin.
"Shut up, you know damn well why this is important to me" Rick states with some venom in his voice. Burger held up his dinosaur hands defensively.
"Yeah yeah, I know what you mean," Burger comments, snorting his dino nose. Rick put on his jeans, walking into the bathroom. His tribal vest was neatly folded onto the laundry basket. He grabbed it, moving it onto the nice bathroom counter. He had an after shave. He grabbed the can of Grub-scruff shaving cream, putting it into his hand. He twisted the sink with his other hand, warming the water before pulling the drain plug. He splashed warm water on his face, before applying the cream. He washed his hand off, before grabbing the blade-razor made of diluted iron. He flicked it out with a click, twisting his head and beginning to cut the hair off. After a bit, he finished one side, cutting the other..wincing as he cut his cheek, blood dripping. He looked at it in the mirror…before his eyes glowed red slightly, as he saw himself, covered in pink blood, his eyes the color of Burgers, looking at his hands, with clawed fingers ,horrified. Eyes surrounded him, vibrating, mocking him, with a thin lacing of pink with their dominant red….Harbringers eyes.
"She's dead, She's dead!" They echoed.
"She's dead, She's dead"
"She's dead….."
"YOU KILLLLLED HERRRRRR!" Burger shouted, smoking out of Rick's mouth in this…image.
"GAHH!" Rick punched the mirror, cracking and shattering it. He huffed heavily, panting. He looked at his knuckle, glass stabbed into it. Burger looked at him funny, next to him with a raw-hide tooth cleaner toy, which he chewed/ate.
"Yo, I know you're ugly to look at, but you good?" Burger comments.
"Yeah yeah just….thought I saw something…..never mind" he started picking out the glass as he bled into the sink, before reaching down and pouring a thing of healing-Aloe on his knuckle, wrapping his hand up. After wrapping it, he looked like a bare-fist fighter, albeit only one hand wrapped. He left the inter-dimensional apartment, walking down a hallway of doors. He went down the elevator, greeting the old Vampire women that live in the apartment.
"Oh Mr.Rick, are you ok?" she asked, shaking a bit as old ladies do, pointing a gray, clawed finger at his hand.
"Ah, yes Mrs.Dougal, just a…shaving incident." Rick comments, rubbing it.
"Oh, well be more careful mister, you're young, you should be safe instead of risking your life, after all-" Rick took out his flask, sipping it.
"-I'm sure your roommate would be sad with her future husband cutting himself on a blade-" Rick spit out his drink on the wall, coughing.
"Ga-AH, OOOGH" he coughed, looking at her with wide eyes, wiping his mouth.
"UH….Mrs.Dougal, me and Odette are just…ah, friends. I have no interest in marrying her." Rick comments.
"Oh…my mistake," She says. The elevator dings on floor 2, before she pats his hand.
"Well, have a nice day Mr.Rick" She said, before walking out with her walker. The door dinged close, Rick rubbing his hand again. He then made it outside, getting on his Rune bike. He put the key in, twisted it, and revved it, before it lifted up, blasting off into the air, a green trail following him, as he headed for the church.