"Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red!, red!, red!, RED!, RED!" screamed the voices hammering around in the utter darkness of her thoughts, her eyes blood shot, hidden behind the comforting mask that was supposed to keep the voices at bay, slid open, like sandpaper rasping against concrete as she gazed about, the dirty alley lay much as it had before, the garbage bags she had collapsed in shielded her from prying eyes and the bitter cold of the evening air, her bare feet felt nibbled upon likely from the rats of the alley, her clothing, the uniform of one of the orderlies from Jump City Psyche ward, the once blue pants tied tightly around her skinny waist hung dangerously low, the broken shackles attached to her grubby ankles clinked as she shifted her bare feet, the loose shirt was almost two sizes too large, the sleeves had not survived her flight from that horrid place.
Clarissa, her sharp little sister sat by her side connected by the short length of chain, the handcuffs that had belonged to the orderly who tried to keep them separated, she had found it necessary to use her bare hands to silence his protests, she shook off the the ephemrical wisps of this memory as she felt herself dragged to her feet, the movement was wholly unnatural as though some unseen puppet master tugged her from the pile of bags, her feet touched back onto the ground as the gentle tinkle of the chain swaying between her and Clarissa, her right hand reached down and gripped the handle of the heavy chainsaw, she pulled the red flecked weapon from beneath the pile of garbage backs, bringing the blade up to the scuffed oval mask, the utter black pits of her eyes peered out from the oval mask, "oooone...twoooo...threeeeee...fooooouuuuuur...fiiiiiiiive...siiiiiiiiix" she whispered as her scared fingers carefully pulled the chain along the track counting each razor sharp tooth with a quiet determination, she had to make sure her little sister hadn't chipped a tooth after she had fallen asleep, it happened every now and again sometimes Clarissa would get really REALLY thirsty and she'd have to feed her dozens and dozens of screaming people, eventually she had been stopped, the Dark Man! she barred sharpened teeth behind the thick ceramic mask as a long hiss escaped.
A startled gasp shook her, she wished she could remember her name, Clarissa shook in her hands, suddenly and violently thirsty, the masked girl smiled lovingly down at her sharp little sister curling her scarred grey fingers around the stubby wooden handle that connected her fingers to Clarissa's "wake-up" line, giving it one sharp jerk forcing a sudden cough and a low predatory rumble deep within the body of her sharp sister, a belch of acrid black smoke erupted from the engine as the two hundred and twenty one teeth raced around their track a roar flooded the alleyway drowning out the hysterical scream of the three teenage boys who had just left the local pizza parlor after a filling dinner. Unseen the masked girl smiled widely behind her mask as Clarissa had a nice long drink after a good nights sleep.
Billy, Private Hive, and Lunatic sat around the triangular table of the "Slice of Life" pizza parlor when the roar of the chainsaw and the hysterical screams caused Lunatic jerked to his feet, a crowd of hysterical people stormed passed the window screaming in horror at something pursuing them, soon the crowed cleared and Lunatic was treated to the view of the grey skinned half starved woman strolling down the street menacing the retreating crowed with a blood covered chainsaw, her dirty blue orderly's scrubs where spattered with fresh splashes of red and black, Billy and P.H. both watched the masked girl march past the large pane glass window before returning to their pizza, Lunatic stared at the two of them, "that didn't bother either of you in the slightest, did it?" he droned, drawing his pistol and checking the cylinder, then clicking back it back into place when he confirmed that the weapon was loaded. Billy and P.H. both stared at him "well a'course it worried us Loony" chuckled one of the Billys, who then proceeded to inhale an entire slice of pizza, "she coulda come in here" finished a Billy to his immediate left.
Lunatic shook his head as he charged through the door of the Slice of Life, skidding to a stop on the sidewalk staring at the retreating back of the grungy chainsaw wielding masked girl, "alright sister" called Lunatic adjusting the straps on his forearm guards clicking them nice and snug against his limbs, "time to drop the saw and assume the position, I'm taking you in!" The girl's bare feet slapped against the pavement at her original pace before lowing and finally stopping the saw rumbled sounding almost excited the teeth slithered seductively along its track as the masked girl slooowly leaned around to face Lunatic, for a moment his mud brown eyes lock with the hellish black pits within the girls mask.
The world turned red, red as fire and blood and screaming rage, red as a hellish knife fight between impossibly strong men and women forced to the edge by drugs and magnets and the sweet whisper of madness slithered through his brain, he felt something heavy rest against his shoulder, and abruptly he was jerked from the world tilting vision, black spots began dancing in front of his eyes as he noticed absently the heavy blade of the chainsaw resting against his unarmored shoulder his breastplate lay on the ground before him, he was on his knees before the masked girl, she seemed to tower impossibly tall above him, the blank oval mask was inches from his face and the impossible black of her eyes seemed to gleam within the dark recesses, the warm wet of his own blood making its way across his chest the blade finally caught on his reinforced collar bone the teeth digging in and pulling him down the blade slowly until the tip of his nose rested gently against the blank ceramic the blade stopped but the engine continued to rumble as the girl seemed to become excited, erratic whispers seemed echo from every direction at once "who is this? why does he taste so good? what should we do? he's like us... like us!...LIKE US!"
The voices trailed off into the suddenly quiet air, the streets were deserted the civilians had fled and the wail of the police sirens slowly approaching, the girl stared down at him for an eternity before pulling the saw free from the meat of his freely bleeding shoulder, she straightened to her full height easily six feet tall the masked girl tilted her head, the black pits within the mask seemed to beckon him and he wasn't sure exactly how to proceed his heart hammered in his chest as the girl with the hellish eyes continued to stare at him.
Officer Harris and his partner Officer Cooke where the first to arrive, the tall beefy Italian gripped the wheel of his squad car as his partner loaded the riot gun, the radio blared out a nearly incomprehensible babble that was only just translated within the minds of the two officers as "some crazy mutha fugga with a chainsaw was slicing up people and they needed to stop them" Officer Harris looked at his partner a long suffering sigh escaped him as the radio informed him that there was an injured Titan on the scene, which meant that it was going to be messy at best, Officer Cooke unloaded the rubber rounds and loaded the three inch magnum bear slugs collecting the extra rounds and sliding them into place along the side of the weapons butt stock, the car pulled up less than fifty feet from one of the stranger scenes either officer had seen in their twelve years on the force, and in Jump city that was saying something, the grey skinned masked girl towered over the Titan who kneeled at her feet the blade of the still running chainsaw had eaten its way deep into the shoulder of the young man at her feet the masked girl was leaning in close to his face, nose to mask with the Titan named Lunatic, the young man seemed unaware of the sharp blade eating its way into his body with an almost agonizing slowness sending a cascade of his life blood down his frame.
Officer Harris and Officer Cooke leveled their weapons at the skinny frame of the masked chainsaw wielding girl, Officer Harris shot a glance at his partner who immediately jogged across the street to get a clearer line of fire as Officer Harris darted in the opposite direction when he had a clear bead on the masked girl she had straightened to her full height and jerked the saw free of the kneeling boy at her feet, at that instant the roar of the twelve gauge shotgun signaled the start of what would be a bad day for the two men in uniform.
Harris and Cooke opened fire on the chainsaw wielding masked girl, the loud boom of the three inch magnum rounds drowned out the comparatively quiet spattering of ten millimeter fire that hammered into the grey skinned chainsaw wielding mass murderess, she seemed startled at the suddenness off the attack, as her shirt tore under the barrage of minute projectiles, she lashed out with her dirty bare foot knocking the wounded titan down the street, his scarred muscular body smashed into the front of the squad car bending the bumper and crushing the radiator in an explosion of broken glass, plastic and a rapidly expanding cloud of steam, the hail of gunfire didn't let up for longer than a moment as the officers reloaded their weapons, the masked grey skinned girl raised her chainsaw and charged the shotgun wielding officer Cooke, he jerked back shakily loading his riot gun with more three inch magnum slugs, with a frantic cry he brought the heavy shotgun up, a slim barrier between him and one hundred and fifty hungrily blurring razor sharp teeth, the saw smashed into the heavy rifle chewing through the weapon as though it were made of paper instead of pressure treated steel, officer Cooke's scream was heard only briefly over the roar of the saw.
Officer Harris slammed another magazine into his weapon cursing as he watched the deranged killer brutalize his partner of five years, with a kamikaze cry of fury he charged the maniac firing with every step, when he was less than ten paces from the grey skinned fiend three men in red tackled him to the ground, three Billy Numerous proceeded to wrestle the police officer to the ground disarming him and dragging him from the scene as the gold and black clad Private hive charged in low and fast from behind the grey skinned, she half turned as P.H. hollered an "OORAH" and collided with her side, the impact of the two hundred and fifty pounds of heavily muscled villain had the effect of over balancing her and sending her to the ground, the blade of the saw jumping and scattering about crazily as the teeth failed to find purchase in the concrete, P.H. grabbed the skinny grey girls ankle and proceeded to yank her from the ground whirling her about three full rotations before sending her a good thirty feet down the street to land in a heap of tattered clothing and shrieking steel, "Billy whatever your doing make it quick hittin' her is like hitting a wall" shouted Private Hive, as an army of Billy Numerous raided every pawn shop, hardware store and sporting goods outlet he could find within a hundred yards in either direction, P.H. cursed under his breath when he caught sight of Lunatic.
Bleeding and staring catatonically amidst the wreckage of the front of the police cruiser, Lunatic could feel something tearing but he couldn't seem to figure out exactly what it was, he became aware of three Billy's attempting to remove him from the wreckage of the squad car, "hold on good buddy, ole Billy's gotcha" the trio of red clad men worked with a heavy portable saw and a couple of pry bars, trying to carefully extract their wounded friend from the wreckage, a fourth Billy pulled free of his saw wielding Doppelganger rushing off to a restraunt returning a moment later with a first aid kit as an army of identically clad men marched down the street from both directions, and sprung up from adjacent rooftops at the lead a single Billy donning an ancient cavalry saber and a white cowboy hat, he raised his saber, "Alright Billy! lets show the lady a good time now" with that said there was a roar as two hundred red clad figures armed with everything from sledge hammers to procured firearms, there were even a few sling shots and crochet mallets charged the masked girl.
Everything dissolved into a frantic melee the saw flashed and Billy's were cut down or flung aside the Billy's flanking the rooftops began to shot the strain of the battle as their uniforms began to acquire rents and tears wounds seemed to open up on his form but they held their ground battering her seemingly invulnerable for from all sides as she swung her saw too and fro with eager abandon, cleaving all comers into bloody hunks of meat that seemed to vanish as she cut them, all too soon she stood alone in the street a variety of broken implements all around her, the lead Billy had made his way to the rooftop at some point during the melee, beat up and bloody as the rest he raised his saber and shouted "FIRE!" one hundred pistols, rifles, shotguns, and crossbows discharged simultaneously with a thunderous roar (and the odd twang) sending their deadly payload crashing into and around the raggedly clad girl, jerking her body about with the sheer number of projectiles, soon the noise stopped and the smoke cleared, the girl still stood sheathed in little more than scraps of rags, her saw continued to rumble eagerly as the remaining Billys vanished from sight.
P.H. cursed quietly as he dragged the unresponsive form of Lunatic through the alleyway, "This superhero thing is for the birds Loony" he muttered as he heard a pained moan escape Billy who had tagged along with them, he looked like hell, his clones really only passed on a fraction of the damage taken but every ding adds up, his uniform was hanging off his frame he had several deep cuts on his upper body criss crossing his chest and stomach, he kept his arms wrapped around his trunk as his whole body shook fighting off shock, "well fellas" choked Billy softly, "how bout next time you let ole Billy pick our next outing" P.H. shook his head "we need to get you to a medic before we start talking about outings" it was at this point that Lunatic jerked awake.
Billy had been in alot of scrapes in his time, this one took the cake, he could feel his insides trying to get out, he could see every cut every scrape every time she killed one of him, it was alot to wrap his head around, seeing Loony shake his head and get to his feet was a relief, Billy smiled a bit and promptly collapsed in a slowly growing pool of his own blood, the last thing he heard was the roar of a chainsaw and the shocked cursing of Private Hive.