Laugh 2; The boogeyman's origin

"For the last time I didn't Fucking do anything!" Sofia said angrily. "I have never even seen that person before!"

"Al-right! Al-right! Geez... It's just, this is YOU we are talking about here." Clockblocker said by way of explanation. Of course placing his foot squarely in his mouth in the process.

"What's that?" Sophia said, she really didn't need to get this angry at Clockblocker but, damn it, she was being actively targeted by potentially everybody and anybody. Hence why she was currently out of costume. "Do you have something you want to say to me?" Sophia said taking a threatening step towards Clockblocker.

"Sophia, that's enough. Dennis didn't mean anything, that was just him being him. Let it go." Aegis said stepping in.

"Tch." Sophia sucked her teeth as she walked over to the couch and plopped herself down, not at all willing to continue any form of conversation with her team-mates. She had always been told by her mother that it was an incredibly rude thing to do, but then again that was probably why she liked that particular form of expressing displeasure and animosity.

She saw Aegis shake his head and sigh heavily.

Kid win stepped forward. "Right I know we are a bit testy bu-"

"A bit Testy? Some psycho-bitch sicks the whole damn city on me for no damn reason and you are saying we are a bit Testy?!" Sophia shouted at the tinker.

"That is enough." Armsmaster said coming between their fighting. "The reason behind this person's actions are unimportant. What is important is who she is. A question dragon should have the answers to.

"Thank you Armsmaster." Dragons voice came from the Television. "I have finished running the facial recognition program and so far there has been nothing solid, I am running it again but I do not hold much hope for a favourable result."

"That is disturbing." Armsmaster said. Disturbing? That's all it is? Sophia was almost certain that Dragon could pull up a record of every shit she ever took using just a picture of her nose. For a fully unmasked villain to still be completely mysterious was just absurd.

"Did you find Anything?" Sophia asked through grit teeth.

"Yes in fact." Dragon answered. "There are a number of statements on record, taken from thugs from various parts of town, that describe a figure with similar features to our mystery villain. I can play the earliest known recording without any mention of previous sightings if you would wish."

"Please." Armsmaster said.

A audio file popped up on screen indicating that the interview was playing.

"Jason Colter, Would you mind telling us exactly what happened." The interviewer said, it did not sound like a question, the interviewer sounded distinctly like someone who would have rather been doing something else.

"T'was out on tha docks ye see." The voice sounded scratchy and rough. "Pickin targets ye know, gettin some fresh young thing hooked, maybe goin a few rounds." Sophia sneered, she knew of such practices and it was disgusting, even more so that the girls hardly fought back. "We'll we was at tha docks and this thin lil girl walks by, bright green hoody, an easy mark we thought it t'was..."

-o0O0o-

Jason Colter never considered himself a handsome man, he was not a clever man, he was not even overly tough. He was just a goon, and he was fine with that, considering the rewards that came along with his line of work.

For instance, A young, week, little teen, innocent and naive. Take her into an ally and shoot her full of speed and then show her into the adult world. Nothing was better than that.

And speaking of, the perfect target had just crossed his path.

Jason grinned, his yellowed and cracked teeth showing. He waved his boys towards the girls, ready to grab her and pull her into the ally.

Jason cleared his throat, hocking a loogie, before speaking up. "Excuse me miss."

The girl didn't even finish turning around before she was pounced on by four other guys. Jason watched with his grin still in place as she was bodily picked up and carried into the dark ally. She was thrown into the back of a van where the four held her down. She was struggling something fierce but made no sounds save for some growling.

Jason stepped forward a needle ready. "Hold 'er arm still, Don' wan' to break a perfectly good needle."

Jason got a good look at their captive. She was a bit on the pale side with pretty back hair and large dark brown eyes. She was built like a twig but that never stopped anyone from having some fun. When all was said and done she would make a good fuck doll.

She stilled as the needle entered her arm and the Sweet Sweet heroine entered her veins. Jason grinned as he watched her eyes dilate. "Hehahah. Break her in boys." Jason said. He always preferred his play things used and abused.

One of his men, Freddy, grabbed the girl's hoody intent on pulling it off. But the girl sat up suddenly grabbing the man's head...

...and giving him a Deep kiss.

Jason laughed. "Well, ye look at that. She was just baitin' us. En't tha' a twist. Right boys?" The others laughed.

Thier laughter stopped when Freddy started to scream into the kiss. The girl's hands were latched tightly to either side of his head. The girl pulled away with blood dripping down her chin. She kicked Freddy away, he fell to the ground clutching his mouth.

The girl put her hands on either side of her head and waggled her fingers in a taunting gesture. A tongue stuck out of her mouth.

"You bitch!" One of his other men, jack, exclaimed stepping forward to smack her. The girl spat something out of her mouth nailing him in the face before kicking him in the balls and bringing him to his knees.

Jason and his other two men looked at the thing she had spat out and saw that it was a tongue.

"It could have used more salt. Heehehehahahaha!" The girl laughed grinning from ear to ear as she pulled a crowbar from the van.

Jason growled. "Whot are ye' doin'?! She's jus' a li'l girl! Cut her up!"

His four men stood, attempting to rush her all at once.

The first to reach her was Jack, quickly recovering from his pain. He received a blow to the face, A sickening crunch was heard as the crowbar made contact with the man's nose, and he fell to the ground in a heap.

Her next attacker, Mason, came in swinging a lead pipe, the girl stayed out of reach till laughing. Freddy stood up behind her gabbing her in a bear hug. Leaving her defenceless against the on coming pipe.

The girl's grin never left as she brought her arm with the crowbar up to smack her captor in the face, stunning Freddy and causing him to let go. She ducked under the pipe swing and let it connect with her assailant, bringing the other man to his knees clutching his head and screaming inaudible profanities, Jason reckoned it would be hard to curs up a storm without a tongue.

The girl wasted no time doing, what looked like a ballerina spin, around the pipe wielding Mason and bringing the crooked end of the crowbar into the back of the his skull. There was not so much a crunch as there was a wet scholp sound and the faint scraping of bone against metal as she wrenched the crowbar loose.

The girl Brought the crowbar in a downward swing onto Freddy's neck, a snap was heard and Freddy lay unmoving.

Mark-o Charged at the her swinging a knife. The girl disarmed him with a flick of her wrist, smacking the crowbar against the hand holding the dangerous object before bringing the crowbar up over her head. Mark-o, never the brightest decided to cover his face instead of attack the girl.

The blow didn't come. Instead the girl poked him in the stomach causing him the move his arms away from his head and cover his stomach, like one would do if their friend had been trying the same thing. The girl was not his friend.

The crowbar came down on his head, and then again on his shoulder, and again, and again.

Jason had enough at this point, pulling the magnum he always kept in he waistband. He fired at the girl. His shot missed, but grabbed her attention.

He pulled the trigger again, and missed again due to the recoil of the big gun. The girl stepped on the throat of Jack, he had been starting to get up when the girl almost absent-mindedly walked over him, from the wet choking noises Jack was now making she had probably crushed his windpipe.

"Its fight~ ooor... flight~. Make your choice. Now... ~Wha-T will you do~?" The girl said stalking closer to him crowbar held before her.

Jason pulled the trigger again, the bullet ricochetted off the crowbar, leaving the girl unharmed. She looked at the crowbar in surprise before she burst into laughter. Mad, horrifying laughter.

"STAY BACK!" Jason fired again, this time hitting the girl in the shoulder. She hardly acknowledged it, she continued to laugh even as a growing stain of blood bloomed on her hoody.

"One bullet left~. What will you do? ~You better make this Coouunt~" The grin grew wide as she brought her face right up to the barrel of the gun. "Now... What will you do~ CHOOSE!" the girl barked suddenly looking far from happy, it would have been a welcome change if it wasn't so pants shittingly terrifying all on its own.

"STAY BACK!" Jason closed his eyes and pulled the trigger, not willing to look at the monster that stood before him. There was silence, but even then Jason did not dare open his eyes, too afraid that he had missed. As far fetched as the idea sounded.

"*sigh* How disappointing..." And then Jason knew only pain for many hours before the cops came to investigate the gunshots

-o0O0o-

The recording ended with a sobbing and screaming Jason, "I won't talk about that thing! NO MORE! STOP! I won't tell you!-"

"Sir calm dow-" The interrogator tried but the sounds of a struggle interrupted.

"NO! SHE ISN'T HUMAN! DEMON! MONSTER! GET IT AWAY! GET IT-" Dragon ended the audio.

"I have the medical reports for all five victims here. I will paraphrase for the sake of time." Five pictures showed up. "Freddy Daniels, age 34, DOA. Missing tongue. Cause of death, Severe fracture of C2."

"Mark O'brien, age 28, DOA. 9 broken bones including, fractured skull, collarbone, sternum, and several broken ribs. Cause of death, Collapsed lung."

"Jack Gerardson, Age 36, DOA. Cause of death, puncture wound to the back of head."

"Mason Harrison, 23, DOA. Cause of death, asphyxiation due to collapsed windpipe."

"Jason Trevors, 41, Severe fracture of 24 bones, missing left index finger and right middle finger, fractured skull,a d severe bruising over 60% of his body as well as lacerations across 15%. Panacea was required to get him in good enough condition to make a statement." Dragon finished "Aside from this, there have been more than 62 reported sightings of similar nature, many of them are of assaults against civilians."

The wards were silent.

"That was..." Kid Win began.

Sophia was Shocked the most. That so much damage had been done in what was apparently so little time by a crowbar wielding Psycho-bitch was nerving. That this was their enemy, their main enemy, at the moment only made her predicament all the more daunting. She was not afraid of the bitch but damn it, besides the whole crazy thing, she sounded bad ass.

"Disturbing." Vista spoke up.

"Disturbing? That was down right frightening. Did you hear that guy! He was afraid to even talk about her. And we have to fight her, that is more than 'Disturbing'." Clockblocker interjected. "The only way it could have been more frightening is if we had actually watched it happen."

"Something doesn't sit right with me." Browbeat spoke up.

"What? That we have to fight the psycho-bitch?" Sophia asked. "That she killed four people, while tripping balls on whatever dug they pumped her full of? That she now has the Whole fucking city running around trying to kill me?!"

"No." Browbeat said not even attempting to reprimand Sophia. "The behaviour certainly matched what we saw. But the description didn't."

The wards stopped to process the information.

"He is right." Armsmaster replied. "The description of the girl they had attempted to capture was that of a normal teen, perhaps fifteen or even sixteen. The girl we watched on the television was abnormal in appearance."

"A mockery of a girl." Clockblocker said, mostly to himself

"Perhaps she is a case fifty three? And this was her trigger?" Kid Win offered.

"Possible." Armsmaster conceded. "But there was no mention of a change in appearance, only behaviour."

"So this got us no where." Sophia said crossing her arms.

"Not quite." Aegis said. "We now have a description that might lead us to her identity. And we have some idea of what she is capable of."

"What? Beating to death four armed men while High!?" Sophia asked.

"Yes. That in itself indicates some para-human ability, She could possibly be a brute considering she took that bullet without flinching."

"We would have to listen and read through the other accounts before we can draw any conclusions." Armsmaster replied.

"I will see what I can find." Dragon said before the screen went dark.

"Hows it looking outside?" Sophia asked.

"So far no one is taking the message seriously, so we are relatively safe. And it gives us time to sort this out." Aegis answered. "We are bringing your family here just to be safe"

"Thank you." Sophia grumbled. She didn't want to say it, she thought saying 'thank you' was the same thing as saying 'I am weak'.

"Go get some rest." You look like you could need it." Browbeat said. "We will take care of things here."

Sophia grumbled again but nodded. She was tired and she needed sleep. The face of that Girl plagued her however. Every waking hour, as she tried to sleep. And even when she did finally fall asleep, her face was there once again.

Laughing.

-end-

right.

Done. Thnaks for all your comments. I usually answer questions through privet messages but since I am trying to keep her powers under-wraps I have been holding myself back, not saying one way or the other. The answers to your guesses will become clear in the story.

eventually.