Railgun light and dark

by ronrobertson

Weeks have passed since Little queen Senessa was announced and awaited the coronation down the road. and Mikoto is enjoying a little down time. but in the vampiric world, the world of light and dark, Every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. A violent dark reaction. no matter how small. no one is safe. Mikoto finds out.

57. Chapter 57

She was nothing but a dark shadow at the top of a very high building. A bird of prey looking down at the city. people walked around, out to dinner, shopping, dates and home. Her expression was emotionless. No, more like professional. Wearing nothing but a simple thin white dress that fell to the top of her knees. Thin enough the red moonlight colored her naked form.

The evening wind playfully tussled her bright red hair, covering her face for a moment, then uncovering it the next. She licked her red lips, caught her hair in her hands and pulled it behind her. the strands curled and twined together without her help. Her alabaster skin glowed in warm reddish moonlight and her emerald green eyes flickered and shifted.

A predator.

Rvana watched Mikoto Misaka standing on the top of a certain hospital. Watched her looking around, even sensed her waves rolling over the tops of buildings, down alleys and across the streets, over the people. She even felt it roll over her.

Her smile widened, narrowed her eyes, to bad you can't see me…she said. She felt Mikoto's elation as she found the object of her search. Saw her crouch and heard the crack of concrete as she leapt into the sky. She thought it quaint, watching Mikoto Misaka's shadow slip across the reflection of the super wolf blood moon.

A battle, a great sacrifice, an overwhelming challenge and a claim for all…. she sighed, should be a very entertaining evening…. she watched Mikoto Misaka trajectory fade and landed on top of a building…an old school being remodeled and used for testing.

Could this be the fifth…she said softy and sighed. One to rule them all…. she chuckled, sorry Tolkien.

Taking a deep breath, filling her lungs with reddish tinted air, she stepped off the ledge and dropped. She fell like a stone, her thin dress fluttered as if it was a gentle breeze, lifting high enough to show a little more leg, her long bright red hair, laid softy and still as the ground rushed up to meet her. large emerald eyes sparkled, her red lips curled lifting her alabaster colored cheeks, and she faded into mist.