Hey, what do you know? A suprisingly fast update. Something has to wrong with me.
iamhollywood: Glad you like the fight scene; there will be more fights between the two brothers and a lot were they work together. Plotting out their attacks as far as concerning was easy becasue i could just see what they would be able to do. So you like the effects Rahne has on Kale, thats good. There will be a bit more of that when he asks her out. This chapter will be more of a properintroduction of the Genesi Squad and what level of cruelty they exist on. Listen, if you feel the chapter is unready or just not up to scratch yet to be posted then leave it for a whil and look at it with fresh eyes. If you want, you can email it to me and i will give my personnal opion on whether to post it yet. Best of luck
Lecheecopae: I'm glad your enjoying it so much and there is more to come i promise. (ARGH...darn the power of kitten eyes). I look forward to the next chapter
Mareo and Anime: Indifferent; well thats not bad so thats good to me. hopefully this chapter will be better.
pauloj198: I dunno, but i will give it some thought. I might have him get back with Decibel for a while but who knows what will happen, but i think Wanda and Kale are going to have a falling out even before they are friends.
Just as a forewarning; this chapter features fair violent content and some readers might not like it but it isn't too bad. Now on with your reading!
An Interlude of Darkness
A small town outside of Dublin…
Rain poured down on the small town outside of Dublin, the inhabitants considerably calmer since the week and a half that they had seen Kale reveal his mutagenic powers and had since disappeared. Jarrod's bar was still frequently visited by the locals that had felt Kale's seemingly unmatchable martial art skills, some patrons where still in casts.
The location of Kale's house was the same heavily wooded area, but the house had been completely destroyed.
The storm raged outside the bar and wind lashed against the door and windows, never seeming to relent. The howl of the wind roared through the cracks of the shutters and the cold slipped in just a little.
As Jarrod cleaned a few beer mugs, he frowned when he heard a few bike roar near the bar and stop just outside; not may people would ride bikes in this weather or at the speed he had heard them stop at. The door was thrown open moments later and Jarrod felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise.
Six people walked in and they were all dressed in dark colors, leather and intimidating clothing; he counted three girls and three boys, but deep down in the darkest crevices of his mind, he could feel that they were people that could commit any kind of act and not worry about the consequences. The three guys couldn't have been any different if they had tired and they were so outrageously different from anybody that was normal, that they had to mutants.
The first guy that caught his eye was a young African American, who had long electrical blue dreadlocks. He had a short body but it was built up with powerful looking muscles. He had a navy blue leather coat on with long black pants; a dark blue shirt with electrical designs under his shirt and he wore a few sea shell necklaces around his neck and around his wrists.
He had deep but bright blue eyes that scanned the crowds with an amused smirk on his face; it was as if he was eyeing everyone up.
"I seriously doubt Dragon would come here; he wouldn't have reason to." The blue hair teen said with an odd American accent.
The teen standing next to him had golden tanned skin, his hair design in long golden spikes. Considerably slimmer and slightly taller than his blue hair friend, he still had finely defined muscles that were evidence that he worked out, as well as his visible veins. He had metallic black pants that had dark yellow fire designs over the leggings and a black sleeveless shirt that was covered in a leather vest.
The golden haired kid leaned against the bar and snorted, his yellow eyes flickering to each member of his group.
"He might have had his reasons, mate; I meant, the shellas aren't the best in world but they got some qualities, Tempest." The golden hair kid said with his Australian accent. "What do you think, Psyche Blade?"
The last man had a face and a body that was of a slightly Egyptian descent, but his dark pink ponytails threw that out the window. He was considerable thicker in his arms and was roughly in between the two other boys height. He wore long black pants with a pair of black straps going over his magenta colored shirt and over his shoulders; he had a biker jacket on that ended at his hips and had various purple flame designs on them
He crossed his arms over his chest and stared off into the crowds of the bar, his purple eyes looking as though they were bored beyond belief.
"That is unlikely his reason, Gabriel; I'm sure he would have liked some of the ones we saw in Dublin but not here." The man Jarrod presumed to be Psyche Blade said, with a plain accent.
One of the girls turned around and gave him a lethal look that made all the boys fidget slightly. She had long red and gold hair, her eye matching her gold streaks and she was at height that she could look in each boys eyes. She had a crimson red shirt with a netted over shirt, a black bird on the centre of her red shirt. She had a leather skirt with dark red leather pants sticking out the bottom that matched her leather jacket; on her jacket she had a bird covered in flames.
"Are you implying that he would dare try and find someone else?" She asked, her voice dripping with venom. "I saved him and he left me in the dungeons, Psyche. So as far as I am concerned, he is still mine to have or to kill; understood?"
One of the other girls laughed and threw head back as she did, sending her shoulder length metallic colored hair cascading behind her.
She had a black tank top that was decorated in small chains hanging from her shirt, which seemed weightless to her. The long leather pants had even smaller chain links over her legs making it look like a net of metal; her biker jacket also he several chains on it, not to mention the necklaces on around her neck.
The chain girl walked up to the red head and slung her around the other girls neck, her silver eyes looking at the golden eyes of the red head while she gestured to the boys with her gloved hand
"Jeez, Phoenix, Dragon is only a guy; a damn sexy guy but a guy none the less." The girls said with a slight Canadian accent. "I mean you should have seen the way Bengal acted around him at times."
The last girl who was walking around the bar, turned and snarled exactly like a tiger with her teeth bared to her five friends.
She had long snow white hair that reached her hips, with small black strips all over her scalp; her slight Chinese features enhanced by her unusual hair. She had long sleeved shirt with a black leather vest over the top, the white trips continuing along her sleeves and on the back of her vest. Her pants had similar strips except they were more raggedly done and had whit tuffs of cloth poking out.
The white stripped girl whirled around and slowly stalked towards the group with a feral like grace
"He is a creature, as I am and therefore we found solace in each others presence, Link; solace and a peace you could not imagine" The girl snarled, her voice low and feline in a way. "I think Phoenix understands me in that respect."
"What's this, do all women have a thing for Dragon?" Gabriel asked Tempest, the pair of them smirking. "It must be the scales."
Bengal and Phoenix gave him a venomous look, while Link shook uncontrollably with laughter and Psyche Sickle rolled his eyes. They all knew that Gabriel and Tempest liked to push the girls about their attraction to Kale.
"Nah man, it must be something he can do with that tail." Tempest said offhandedly
Link couldn't hold back her laughter anymore and exploded when she saw Phoenix clench her jaw and give him the finger, while Bengal's jaw dropped in outrage; even Psyche Sickle had to snort in amusement at the two.
"I mean, he was alright I guess with just his mouth and hands by the amount of moaning and groaning we heard from Bengal that night." Gabriel said, finally pushing his teammate too far.
Bengal started to stride forward, murder clear in her eyes as her nails started to lengthen and her teeth sharpen; it went unseen by the patrons of the bar. But before she could get close enough, a small chain flew out and wrapped around Bengal's waist and firmly holds her in place; Bengal looks back and sees Link holding her hand up with the chain extending from the underside of her wrist…actually coming through the skin.
Bengal growled and Link merely cocked her head playfully until Phoenix snapped the chain, making Link flinch painfully as the chain became dust. She clenched her fists as tight as she could and a distinct cracking of knuckles and rattling of chains was heard. Bengal glared at her as well with a low growl coming from deep with in herself and her eyes flashing like a wildcat's.
Psyche Sickle raised his hand and everyone fell quiet, looking at him intently; the entire bar was quiet as the six silently nodded, shook their heads and snorted in what appeared to be disgust. Phoenix's eyes suddenly illuminated bright golden and she had a face of absolute disgust and hatred.
"Alright you bunch of drunken slobbering idiots, listen up!" Phoenix said, turning to face everyone in the bar wile the other spread out through the bar. "I am an operative of the Hand. My associates here are members of the elite Genesi Squad."
"Yeah and I'm part of the American Sweethearts Brigade, love." A man said, leaning back in his chair.
The rest of the bar roared with laughter and the Squad looked at Phoenix, who was surprisingly smiling. She even started to giggle and was soon full out laughing as she walked up to the man. The Squad grinned and started to laugh loudly as well, while the bar was getting quiet.
Phoenix stared down at the man and gestured to the rest of the odd teenagers, slowly stopping so she was just smiling seductively. She brushed a hand under his throat and held her finger there, her face hardening. Suddenly she lifted the man up by her single finger.
She held him there effortlessly as eh grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her hand away but she was too strong. Slowly, just like Kale's scales had appeared like a sea of green, red feathers pushed through her skin and her nails became long black talons. Slowly her face elongated and sharpened until the soft girlish features were gone and the head of hawk remained, with feathers spiking out near her hairline.
Her almost majestic face was seemingly burning with fire and the poor soul she was holding flinched and squirmed on her finger as though he might get burned. Shifting her hand so was grabbing him by the throat; Phoenix hurled the man across the room and through a window, his back snapping when half of his body of it hit the sill, which killed him before he hit the ground. Spinning around she kick another man which sent him flying against the back wall.
One of the patrons in front of Tempest started to stand up and make his way towards the red head, his hands going for what might have been a gun. Tempest held out his hand and blue electricity suddenly flew from his hand, absolutely frying the man until he was no more than burnt piles of flesh.
Ducking under a chair thrown at him, Tempest kicked his attacker in the stomach and then socked him across the face, his had charged with electrical energy. This power sent the man flying across the room into other patron.
Bengal jumped up in the air and thrust her left leg in front of her and her right leg behind her, so that she did the splits in the air which allowed her to kick two separate people in the neck at once. Landing on her toes, Bengal whirled around and extended three inch long claws from her fingers, some of her teeth extending into fangs; anyone who came close to her was mauled instantly, their face and chests covered in slash marks and fang marks
Psyche Sickle threw a punch at a man but was a few inches short, the man smirking since he didn't have the reach to get him. Returning the smirk, Psyche Sickle triggered his energy and a blade of purple energy shot through the mouth of the man and out the back of his head. Making a blade one his other hand and Psyche Sickle became a lethal machine, tearing the room and its occupants apart.
Some of the luckier patrons were able to get to five feet within the door, but were stopped by a shower of white glowing feather, which exploded in bright whit light. As they staggered about, Gabriel turned around quickly and saw some one making a desperate run for the back door. Holding up his left hand, Gabriel smiled as a bright white feather came into existence and after back flipping onto the bar, he then threw it; the feather sailed across the room and the moment it touched the mans back, it exploded in white fires and blasted him into a jeep outside.
Those that were regaining their sight from his initial attack saw that in front of them, dancing provocatively with headphones on was Link. As she turned around, the patron felt their jaws drop as five of six chains began to poor out of her jacket sleeve and slink about almost on their own will, gathering around in coils at her feet. She suddenly thrusts her hands at the people and the chains fly at them with unreal and horrific speed, the links smashing into them or wrapping around their limbs.
Jarrod finally broke free from his paralysis and tried to run past Link, only to be clothesline by one of her chains. Struggling to get up he watched at the teens walked towards him the fire bird leading them. They hadn't bother to shut off the powers and Jarrod knew he would die here tonight, but he wouldn't tell them anything about Kale; he had sworn to the boy he wouldn't and Jarrod had never broken his word.
"Listen up, old man; we want to know where our Lt. Dragon is." Phoenix said kneeling down to him as he got to his knees. "Tell us and we will let you see your daughter one last time."
"I don't know who he is, I have never heard of man called Lt. Dragon." Jarrod answered truthfully.
"Then" Tempest said darkly, his hands crackling with electrical discharge. "you might know by Kale Nority."
"I haven't seen him since his house was demolished and if had I wouldn't tell you monsters." The six teens looked at each other, their faces unreadable as Jarrod stood up to keep talking. "I trusted him with protecting my daughter and he fulfilled that. He trusted me with his past and I have to say you are the saddest bunch of fuckers I have ever seen."
Gabriel grabbed him by the throat and started to squeeze but was stopped by Psyche Sickle who pulled his arm away. They spoke in low whispers that Jarrod couldn't hear, Phoenix's eyes glowing brightly as the conversation progressed. Slowly everyone left, so that it was just Phoenix and Jarrod.
"You are brave and I respect that." Phoenix said as she walk around, her hand on his shoulder; suddenly, she grabs his head and twists, the body giving a quiver and a shudder in her arms before she dropped his lifeless body to the ground. "But bravery comes with a price."
Looking around the bar, Phoenix let out an eagle like cry and unleashed a wave of fire from her body, igniting the bar on fire. She stood there for a moment watching the blaze hungrily spread about the bar. As she passed Jarrod's body, she paused and looked at him.
"Don't worry; we'll take good care of your daughter." Phoenix said as she left. "She'll understand how to hate Dragon, your murderer."
As she walked out side, she saw the Genesi Squad was waiting for her on their bikes, almost like they had when they all used to be a team.
"So what do we do now?" Gabriel said from his golden yellow bike, leaning back onto his hands. "This was our only lead and now we have nothing to go on."
"I know someone at the Hand we could send to find him." Phoenix said, making her way to her cherry red bike.
"Who?" Bengal asked, leaning down on her white-black striped bike.
"Serpentina" Phoenix said softly as she started her bike and gunned the throttle
Six bikes roared away in the pouring rain as the bar exploded and moments later a plane left the area, all traces of the Hand and the Genesi Squad vanishing in a blazing fire and a raging storm.
Oooo...new players are being added to the board and they all seem to dislike Kale extremely; what did he do? Well, i guess you will just have to keep readign and reviewing to find out. The more the reviews the more i can determin what to put in.
Lin