It was late, too late, A woman came out of a bar absolutely devastated at another day of rejections.
Charlie was a girl in desperate need of money, she had gone through all the possible Job offers that the newspapers could supply, and all of which turned her down because she was unqualified, a school dropout, Hobo or a Tramp as often people would call her. Charlie's stomach had growled a painful groan, it has been days since she's last eaten. She had leaned against the wall, sinking down to the floor to rest her aching feet. Brown eyes heavy for sleep, maybe she could pass out for a few hours. It seemed like a nice idea like the many times she's done before.
Just before she closes them however a large crash sounded a few blocks down the street. brain alert and nerves on edge, Charlie looked down the street. She saw what looked like a green fire monster being dragged out of a building by two Human's none the less trying to put out its flame.
This made Charlie's stomach churn.
The cackles of laughter from the pair while they beat the monster had Charlie reeling in anger. Attacks from humans had become more frequent as they think themselves god over monsters. how pathetic.
Although her feet screamed in agony, Charlie forced herself upon them. With every hit was another few paces forward, with every stride becoming faster. When she was only a few yards away one of the attackers had noticed her approach.
"Look here George! This little tramp wants to join." The first man chimes gaining the attention from George as he finished another hit with a magic infused crowbar. The monster in question was sprawled out on the floor looking fearful about another human coming in on the fight.
Charlie slowed down her pace, placing a wide smile hiding her true intent. George gave the tramp a once over and deemed it funny. whistling his interest.
"And what a pretty tramp we have here, look at you. you make the dirtiest of clothes look sweet on you, hows about you come to mine after were done with this thing." George gestured to the flame monster who was still unable to move. Their eyes had met for only a second to tell it, its doomed.
"But George, I saw her first I get dibs." The man exclaimed, pushing George out the way.
"Piss off Alex, I'm the boss and I get the girls." George responded pushing the man called Alex out the way again.
"May I?" Charlie asked herself now gesturing to the crowbar. The poor monster stared at the ground, incapable to believe what was about to happen. The two men only obliged and handed Charlie the weapon. She stood over the monster as she saw the glimpse in of fear in its eyes and faulted.
*Thwack, crack, hisssss*
Magic infused objects where a dangerous thing to play with. George had kept still, to be honest he couldn't move. The bend of the crowbar had entered his skull, magic being used heat the bar cooking the inside of his skull. killing him instantly. The man Alex was in shock, this bitch knew magic?! He was doomed
Alex had pulled out a gun quivering in fear at the sheer amount of fuckery that was going on.
"D-don't move!" Alex stuttered
Charlie ignored him, dashing to the man as he shot at her. bullet grazing the side of her cheek with like a hot knife all the while plunging the other side of the crowbar through his abdomen, burning the intensity of a thousand suns.
Alex could barely gargle a bloodied scream before collapsing to the ground. Charlie held him close before falling and whispered in his ear.
"I'll see you in hell."
She let him drop to the floor, along with the crowbar that had burned her hand. She turned to look at the monster she had saved and noted the amount of awe emanating from its eyes. He was standing a few feet away not to sure about what to do.
"Are you okay?" Charlie asked, having the flame monster nod to confirm. She smiled at him glad it was going to be alright before collapsing to the ground herself. Hungry, exhausted and soon going into shock with the amount of burning that was on her hand. Charlie's world had become black and the sleepless void consumed her mind.
The monster stood in shock about what she was witnessing, at one moment the Human female was standing over her, crowbar ready to swing, then the next moment, the Human female was killing her attackers. In two single swift blows. The flame girl had lifted herself to her knees as the man called Alex had dropped to the floor. Drowning on his own blood while wreathing on the from the pain that the human had unleashed on his poor soul.
Once the woman was done she dropped the crowbar and looked back at the flame girl with a look of exhausted concern. Her cheek was bleeding and her hand smelled of burned flesh as it swelled twice its size.
"Are you okay?" The woman asked, Catching the flame girl off guard.
Am I okay? Did she just ask if I was okay? She can't be serious, can she? The flame girl looked in awe, what the fuck was this woman. Realizing the woman was still waiting the monster gave a highly grateful nod confirming that she, the monster, will be okay.
This woman then gave the strangest face the monster had ever seen.
A genuine smile, the flame girl didn't think they were capable of doing such a face, or if they did, it certainly looked fake. This look was short lived however as the Woman collapsed the floor, her body shook violently against stone floor. The monster didn't know what to do, she began panicking. This woman was the flame girl's savior and was soon about to die in front of her. There must be something she could do.
Thinking quickly, the girl looked around the area for a pay phone and staggered to her feet. There was one on the corner of the street and the girl ran towards it as fast as her legs could carry and almost crashed into it.
The girl pulled the speaker to her ear and dialed some numbers on the dial pad. She waited a few seconds before someone picked up the phone.
"Hello?" a voice answered on the other end, sounding a little groggy as it was very late at night.
"Dad!" The fire girl called distress present in her voice. Tears came steaming off her face as she held the phone, her hands shaking as she held the speaker to her ear.
"Fuku? What's wrong? Are you okay." Fuku's dad sounded more alert now, something happened to his only daughter and he didn't like it.
"Dad, *Sniff* I need you to get here now. There was an incident, and these men almost, I didn't think I was doing to make it, this woman had." Fuku was on the verge of breaking down when her dad interrupted her.
"Fuku, breath. You're not making any sense. Where are you? I'm coming to get you." Fuku's dad voice was full of stress, with a lot of ruffling on the other side, it sounded like he was getting dressed almost ready to leave.
"I'm just outside mine. But dad there was this woman, she-"
"Don't say another word, I'm on my way!" the phone clicked on the other end, leaving the girl alone on the street with 2 dead bodies and 1 unconscious woman lying in the street. Fuku took a deep breath and ran back over to her savior. She checked for a pulse and worked the woman's hand, it looked really bad. Fuku found a pulse but the rate it was beating worried her immensely.
"No, no, no, no. You aren't going like this" Fuku muttered, hooking her arms under the woman's shoulders and dragged her off the road. The woman was surprisingly light for a human, it was almost a shock that this woman was able to kill two fully grown men who was almost twice her size. Once she had reached the side walk however Fuku had held the woman's hand and began trying to heal it. Begging that this would help.
It had been only five minutes when Fuku heard her father driving down the road. It skidded to a halt near the two bodies in the road. An orange flame man had left the care desperately looking for her daughter.
"Fuku?!" He called, distress clear in his voice as he left the car.
"Dad!" Fuku called back, she wanted to go and hug him but kept herself by the woman's side.
"Fuku!" The dad said sounding relieved
"Thank goodness, what ha-" The dad's head caught up with him when he finally saw his daughter. Her hand was holding this woman's hand her green flame licking the wounds on the female human's hand. Fuku struggled with her healing magic as she herself was dealing with her own shock.
The flame's man voice however had turned into a low growl at the scene he saw before here.
"What are you doing." He warned, earning a scared jump from his daughter.
"Dad, you need to listen, She saved me from those men!" Fuku tried gesturing to the men dead on the road, watching her dad feel conflicted against the whole ordeal.
"She's really hurt dad, she burned her own hand to a crisp trying to save me. I can't leave her like this." Fuku tried again, slightly convincing him about what happened.
Siren's began sounding down the nearby streets making the Dad think quickly about what to do.
"you get her legs and help me." The Dad said. Coming to her side quickly.
"Thank you, dad." Fuku sniffed, glad to know her dad was going to listen.
"Thank me later, we need to get out of here." Dad said, lifting the woman from under her shoulders while Fuku got the feet.