Tokyo, 2000, alternate reality
"CCG Base to 203, trespassers have been spotted in the 20th ward at the Aqua Building."
The stygian helicopter zoomed forward, silent as the night, other than the occasional cough and wheeze of the helicopter's engine. The blades of the helicopter scythed through the air swiftly and effortlessly as it propelled itself through the charcoal night sky.
"Trespassers are believed to be ghouls - repeat, ghouls."
The mauve headed girl sighed in bliss as she continued her gourmet meal. Blood stained her lips and soaked the expensive carpet as it dripped morbidly from her unfortunate victims. She hurled a half finished corpse to one side for later. The carcass slammed into the enormous aquarium bearing numerous fishes, scattering for a fleeting moment as the heavily mutilated nightmare revealed itself.
The mouth of the corpse was open; the lips drawn back in a perennial scream. Its eyes were wide-filled with terror, gazing intently through the thick, transparent glass, watching a movie which only played for the dead. The ghastly corpse slowly slid down, leaving ominous stains of red in its wake.
"Proceed to location immediately."
Overcome in a fit of ecstasy, she succumbed to her desires, animalistically feasting on the mountain of corpses that littered the expensive tiling.
"More! I want more!" Promptly incapacitating a body, she grabbed a fistful of its hair and drained the cataract of blood cascading from the severed head, allowing it to trickle into her mouth. Blood splattered everywhere, turning her surroundings into a bloody mess aptly reminiscent of a haunted house.
"Delicious!" She cried, gulping the thick gore down her throat, savouring the tantalising taste.
"It looks like they weren't kidding when they called you a glutton." The man emerged from the bleak shadows, clad in a pale-white tuxedo garb. A mask obscured his face, and his knuckles were adorned with ornate knuckledusters. He cracked a finger expectantly.
The girl dropped the head. It fell to the ground with a solid, heavy thud, connecting with the cold, marble ground as it disappearing among the mangled bodies. Blood soaked the marble floor.
"I hate being interrupted while I'm eating." She murmured, her rational slowly returning to her, her back still facing the stranger.
"I don't suppose you know who I am." The giant, his height hovering near two meters, inclined his head arrogantly.
The mauve headed girl stood up wearily, revealing her nude, petite figure drenched in the crimson blood of her unfortunate victims.
"Oh, but I do." She remained stoic, her back still facing her opponent, almost vehemently refusing to acknowledge his presence. "You're a boring man that enjoys harassing others."
The behemoth of a man chuckled mirthlessly, hollowly.
"I've got orders from above." He stopped laughing. "I'm supposed to take you in alive."
The petite girl remained silent as a ghost, her expression concealed. She remained impassive and immobile, seemingly ignorant to his words. On a clearer, brighter day, she would've been regarded as beautiful - gorgeous, even, but the blood, coupled with the poor, dim lighting which provided hardly any illumination veiled her features. She was nothing less of a nightmare.
"But before I do, maybe I'll take a finger or two, an arm or two, or even a leg or two..." His crazed, bloodshot eyes darted around, checking out his potential dinner before transfixing themselves on the girl, glaring daggers at her. Ruby capillaries sported themselves on the edge of his eyes. The storm in his eyes were electric, a maniac flash of insanity reflecting in his irises. Cracking his fingers respectively as he fantasised, he produced a heavy blade from his suit. "You don't mind, do you?"
The fishes flitted back and forth uncomfortably as the intensity of the ambiance increased, seemingly sensing the heated conflict.
"What a small toy for such a big body." She teased, taunting him. "I bet you like playing house." She continued, smirking. "How adorable."
In a flash, the behemoth was there. In his outstretched hand gripped his favourite blade as he hovered behind her.
Inclining his head forward, he whispered into her ear.
"Let me...take them from you." Liquid muscle formed behind his body, shooting from his spine just above his tailbone, gaining a solid form. Ruby and ornate, it arched itself over his head and aimed itself at her. The place exploded in dust and mist, and everything ended within the span of a few seconds.
"Tch." The behemoth cursed as his kagune, like an oversized hammer, rammed into nothing but the floor. The girl's kagune stabbed itself into the glass aquarium beside the behemoth.
The thick glass in the aquarium was designed to prevent breakage even against the exposure of punches. Yet it was not designed against a kagune.
The carmine kagune pierced through it with ease, before returning from the water cascading through the broken glass. The massive wave of water, released from its pressure, burst out like a cock bursting from a bottle, crashing directly into the behemoth. The water turned crimson red, mixing with the blood of her wretched victims.
"Tch." The behemoth growled as he stood alone in the gurgling water, watching as she absconded from the building. He mentally debated whether to give chase for a second then abandoned the idea almost immediately. He'd get her another day, he decided. He'd let her run for now.
His eyes widened as he noticed his empty right hand. The bitch had filched his favourite blade.
"Give them back." He snarled, as if she could hear him. His empty hand begin trembling in irate, apoplectic rage. "They're mine."
"Give them back to me!" He roared, anger and malice radiating from the very pitch of his voice.
The girl stood solitary, alone, on the skyscraper, staring drearily at the heavy blade in her hand as she weighed it, allowing it to sink into her palms. Getting into a brawl with him was meaningless. She made a mental note to avoid him.
"Give them back to me!" The barbarian's incensed voice reverberated throughout the building, vehement.
The menace behind his words were so thick that she could almost twist it out of the air and whip it into something monstrous.
"I'm not going to waste my time on you." She murmured absently.
Turning her head to admire the beautiful scenery of modern Tokyo in front of her, she relished the gentle gusts of wind caressing her skin.
Beautiful, yet dark; ominous and portending.
The skyscraper towered near 200 meters, and she could see perfectly what was approaching: a roiling mass of clouds, an angry and vicious army. It surged over the mammoth structures, casting brilliant, forked tridents of lightning to the ground, beating thunderous warning drums. Giants seemed to batter the heavens with their tremendous hammers, making the vast stratosphere above her shudder.
She could smell the crackling ozone. Pathetic fallacy. Nature had understood the gravity of her encounter and was reacting in kind.
Hurling the heavy blade in her hands away carelessly, she disappeared, allowing the atramentous night to envelop her as it slammed onto the metal bars below with a heavy thunk, the blade the only evidence of their encounter.