DARK CITY | 3
Caitlyn: Desmond, servay the area- make sure we aren't being watched.
Desmond: Alright Cait, anything else ma'am?
Caitlyn: I'll cut you down if you dare say that again.
Desmond: Okay my apologies scary lady. Wait...
What is that feeling... I don't feel well...
Entering the dilapidated building were two men, one fully robed, hidden from view. Another was a long spikey haired guitar wielding guy.
Zykart: Flames baby, flames- What'cha doin out here humans?
Caitlyn: What the hell are you, Curses? What is your business here?
Zykart: Chill out babe, me and my robed friend were just on a stroll, you know this place is a death wish right? Hey, what's the geezer Clay doin' passed out?
Desmond: You know the guy, who are you?
Zykart: Stop asking questions kid, just passing through. Got some business to attend to for The Eliancoh Four.
Caitlyn: Respond accordingly or I will cut you down, whether you know this individual or not.
Zykart: The names Zykart, like I said- my rock n roll anthem is on. And me and my friend here have some business to attend to. I sensed the geezer was busted up, came to check on em'. Need the guy for something, doesn't concern ya'.
Caitlyn: That doesn't explain why you're here, I said respond accordingly.
Desmond: Hey, let's just calm down a bit. We already got shit to deal with, maybe this guy's one of Clays men.
Zykart: The Skar Troupe...hehehe, fuck no. I'm a rock n roll flameberge man, I just tolerate this geezer. Got some business to work out.
Clay: *waking* Don't listen to this man, he's here to collect a fake debt, he's one of The Eliancoh Four- they aren't like the others. But they possess the curse.
Zykart: Just tell everyone we were infected, I should gut you like a fish.
Caitlyn: Threaten this man again and I will cut you down.
Mikato (The Robed man) : *speaking in a soft voice* Sit...
Within the moment, Caitlyn and Desmond were brought to their knees. An immense weight strained the both of them.
Clay: Leave them out of this dammit, they got shit to do- and so do I.
Zykart: Hey Mikato, how about you use that freaky Necromancy. Send some ghouls on them or something.
Mikato: Filthy.
Caitlyn: What kind of power is this... *Guhh*
Clay: We can't fight, not here- and you know that. We have business to attend to, so let's attend to it. Just leave them out of this- okay, please?
Zykart: Fine brochacho, flames feeling a bit spicy. So we'll meet elsewhere, later- at the water district. The mud pond, if you don't show- I kill one of your little friends.
Desmond: *Guhh* Such, immense power... What...the...hell...
Zykart: Release them Mikato, we will take our leave. Rock n roll style, flameberge Zykart OUT.
Caitlyn: The Eliancoh Four...? Who are those people Clay, you said they are curses like the Atlus Crew...
Clay: Old friends, turned- but not completely. They have some sense of self deep within those rotted hearts, I don't think their evil. But they're damn scum, our people are taxed. If we don't come up with our end, they stop protecting us.
Desmond: Clay, you're a beast of a man, you don't need any protection from people like them.
Clay: It's not my decision, the chief of our Troupe, he makes the decisions. Whether we like it or not...
Caitlyn: Who was that Mikato guy...?
Clay: Stay as far away from him as possible, at all times. He's the strongest of the Four. Those two are the powerhouses of their organization.
Desmond: So not only do we gotta deal with these Curses, but theirs a shady Organization involved as well?
Clay: Don't mind them, we'll come to a stand still, in do time. And if not, I will die protecting our chief.
The Bunker | Dark City
Samo Hatu: Hey *bang bang bang* Let me in, I got the okay from your buddies up top. *Bang bang bang* c'mon, we gotta talk, it's about your city. Urgent, hurry the fuck up.
A window slid open at the top of the bunker, a pair of eyes emerged.
Commoner: You say Robin sent you, or was it Clay... Or maybe you are one with that Eliancoh organization... You are here to tough guy is aren't you?
Samo Hatu: I don't give a shit about any of that nonsense, I got sent by your pal Robin. The guys a dick but he's got character, I don't agree with his stand tho.
Commoner: Come in, if you truly are here to help out City. You must prove yourself to our chief- and before you are able to make any play in our home, you must join our Troupe.
Samo Hatu: I knew this was a fucking mistake, but fuck it. Whatever gets these curse things off your guys backs. I'm a hunter not a damn monster, plus- I want that Atlus guys head, make a good profit off something that powerful.
The Bunker door opened, a light fumed through, as Samo made his way down into the home of the chief and the commoners of Dark City.
Stream Village Outskirts | The Shaded Woods
The King of the Land: The trail stops here, but something strong is brewing far in that direction. It seems I must take to this immediately.
To Be Continued