Chapter 2 is up with better separation for easier reading, yay, plenty of
action now that the conflict is set. Enjoy.
Oh, and to be safe Disclaimer: Like I said I don't own any of the Darkstalkers, I don't anything of importance at all for that matter.
"Felicia! Felicia!" John shouted into the night air. Two hours have passed since John had begun his search but, due to the size of the metropolis, he couldn't find hide-nor-hair of his love. 'I shouldn't have yelled at her like that, God please let her be all right,' John thought running through the city.
Little did he know that she was closer than he thought. Hundreds of feet above the city streets, on the roof of the skyscraper John stood in front of, Felicia was contemplating her existence. "Why was I so cruel to him, why did I treat the one I love so horribly?" Felicia asked the moon. "Could be you're a stuck-up cat bitch," came a voice from thin-air. "Who's there?" Felicia snarled as she entered her fighting stance.
"Tsk, tsk. I would think you would recognize my voice at this point," replied Morrigan, exiting a conveniently placed shadow. "What do you want, whore?" Felicia growled. "I love to see little miss goody-goody be miserable, so I was here to watch you kill yourself, or push you over if you lost the nerve," Morrigan answered. "Shut up and bring it, skank," Felicia stated.
Morrigan attacked with the classic soul blast, hadoken thing, which Felicia easily dodged this with a leap straight up into the air. Felicia came crashing down from the sky with a savage claw kick that Morrigan parried. Felicia came bang with a rolling uppercut, however Morrigan had teleported. Morrigan reappeared behind the floating cat-girl and countered with her own bladed uppercut. Felicia was sent falling to the ground, the wound was not fatal, but it was more than enough to incapacitate her. Morrigan walked toward her victim and prepared to finish the deed but halted at a mysterious voice. "No, Morrigan I need her alive," ordered the voice. "As you wish, my lord," Morrigan replied. At this Morrigan slung the now unconscious Felicia over her shoulder and disappeared.
A mall piece of paper fluttered down to the ground in front of John, curious, he picked it up. 'If you want to see her again, go to the lake in the middle of the park,' John read to himself. 'I'm not sure who's doing this, but they're going to severely wish they didn't harm Felicia,' John thought running towards the park.
Meanwhile... "Hey Vic, how do you think they're doin'?" Rikuou asked the Frankenstein as they sat at the bar of the Concrete Jungle. "I don't know, but I'm getting worried, John should have found her by now," Victor stated with worry on his voice. "Oh they're probably in a hotel room someplace...well...getting better aquatinted, yeah that's the ticket," Rikuou replied to Victor's worry. "I'm still not sure, I've got a bad feeling," Victor said. Just then the news came on with security footage of the fight that had taken place just a little while earlier. "Good evening, this Fred Wilson with channel 12 news and a breaking story. No more than an hour ago this footage was shot on the roof of the Ramakazie building downtown, featuring two superhuman creatures fighting and subsequently disappearing into the night. One of these 'beings' as a local club singer, Felicia of the alley cat 8, if you recognize her, please contact the authorities, and now the weather..." the report finished. "Shit...let's go," Rikuou said as they paid their tab and exited the pub.
Oh, and to be safe Disclaimer: Like I said I don't own any of the Darkstalkers, I don't anything of importance at all for that matter.
"Felicia! Felicia!" John shouted into the night air. Two hours have passed since John had begun his search but, due to the size of the metropolis, he couldn't find hide-nor-hair of his love. 'I shouldn't have yelled at her like that, God please let her be all right,' John thought running through the city.
Little did he know that she was closer than he thought. Hundreds of feet above the city streets, on the roof of the skyscraper John stood in front of, Felicia was contemplating her existence. "Why was I so cruel to him, why did I treat the one I love so horribly?" Felicia asked the moon. "Could be you're a stuck-up cat bitch," came a voice from thin-air. "Who's there?" Felicia snarled as she entered her fighting stance.
"Tsk, tsk. I would think you would recognize my voice at this point," replied Morrigan, exiting a conveniently placed shadow. "What do you want, whore?" Felicia growled. "I love to see little miss goody-goody be miserable, so I was here to watch you kill yourself, or push you over if you lost the nerve," Morrigan answered. "Shut up and bring it, skank," Felicia stated.
Morrigan attacked with the classic soul blast, hadoken thing, which Felicia easily dodged this with a leap straight up into the air. Felicia came crashing down from the sky with a savage claw kick that Morrigan parried. Felicia came bang with a rolling uppercut, however Morrigan had teleported. Morrigan reappeared behind the floating cat-girl and countered with her own bladed uppercut. Felicia was sent falling to the ground, the wound was not fatal, but it was more than enough to incapacitate her. Morrigan walked toward her victim and prepared to finish the deed but halted at a mysterious voice. "No, Morrigan I need her alive," ordered the voice. "As you wish, my lord," Morrigan replied. At this Morrigan slung the now unconscious Felicia over her shoulder and disappeared.
A mall piece of paper fluttered down to the ground in front of John, curious, he picked it up. 'If you want to see her again, go to the lake in the middle of the park,' John read to himself. 'I'm not sure who's doing this, but they're going to severely wish they didn't harm Felicia,' John thought running towards the park.
Meanwhile... "Hey Vic, how do you think they're doin'?" Rikuou asked the Frankenstein as they sat at the bar of the Concrete Jungle. "I don't know, but I'm getting worried, John should have found her by now," Victor stated with worry on his voice. "Oh they're probably in a hotel room someplace...well...getting better aquatinted, yeah that's the ticket," Rikuou replied to Victor's worry. "I'm still not sure, I've got a bad feeling," Victor said. Just then the news came on with security footage of the fight that had taken place just a little while earlier. "Good evening, this Fred Wilson with channel 12 news and a breaking story. No more than an hour ago this footage was shot on the roof of the Ramakazie building downtown, featuring two superhuman creatures fighting and subsequently disappearing into the night. One of these 'beings' as a local club singer, Felicia of the alley cat 8, if you recognize her, please contact the authorities, and now the weather..." the report finished. "Shit...let's go," Rikuou said as they paid their tab and exited the pub.