Fresh out of luck (an old flame)
She stared with all the hatred hidden from those around her, those who had caused her pain, her suffering, her bullying… her loss.
She had waited for three years for this very moment… and all it took was for her uncle to be freed from his prison.
And that was what made the rats scurry to their hidey holes.
Standing in an empty alleyway, a twenty year old woman stood with her long silver hair in a low ponytail, a pair of light purple and pinkish eyes, along with purple lipstick.
Her attire consisted of a Hoodie with patches sewn back together, a phrase was sown onto the back with the words (remember forever) on her legs were form fitting trainer pants with a set of match work sneakers, her hands kept warm with a pair of black gloves with knuckle guards on them, her outfit was completed with an odd looking satchel on her right hip.
Looking to the street before her, Hope Fidelium, or in most cases, Charmcaster, watched for her target… waiting a second longer, she caught sight of him while he fled the scene with a relaxed air about himself, the buildings alarms ringing on the street.
Watching him leave the scene with an eye over his shoulder, Charmcaster was on the move, waving a hand over herself, she moved through the crowd with no one sparing her a glance, her main focus on the man who ruined everything when her life was finally becoming balanced.
Stopping to hide as the man she was following turned with a suspicious glance, he looked to his briefcase before moving once more with haste.
Peeking out from her spot Charmcaster was on the move again, climbing up a pipe to follow from the rooftops, she kept low yet up to pace.
When he stepped through an alleyway leading to an apartment complex was when Charmcaster struck.
Summoning a stone wall between her target and his destination, he turned with fear as he found himself staring at Charmcaster whose face was hidden by her hood.
"Hello, Derrick" was all she said with the man backing up in alarm, dropping his briefcase in the process.
His voice disobeying him for a moment before it came to him in a fearful whisper.
"Hope?" this seemed to trigger her as she suddenly stood before the now named Derrick, throwing him with no effort into the stone wall behind him, he gave a pain filled gasp.
Looking up with fear, Derrick spoke with his hands raised.
"Why are you doing this?" moving to get up, Charmcaster scowled as the wall grew stone arms that grabbed Derrick and held him in place, one covering his mouth.
"Why, did you really just ask me why?" stalking towards Derrick, Hope showed her eyes, showing them glowing with rage and pain.
"You took him from me" was her quiet answer with Derrick confused.
"You took the one person to give me hope in this cruel world" raising her hand as energy spiraled upward from her palm, she glared at derrick as he struggled upon the energy solidifying into a blade.
"And I'm here to take what you cherish" smiling now as she looked down to the briefcase, she found a photo of Derrick beside a beautiful brunette, the two sporting smiles until it was ruined by Charmcaster stepping over it, Derrick's cries of horror muffled as blood splattered onto a badge with SHIELD beside the photo.
"And that should be the last one" was all Ken said in the form of Wolf as he floated beside a bus for retiree's. the elderly giving him cheers of thanks, Ken gave a bow of respect.
"Thank you, young man, I bet you're parents are proud" smiling at the old ma'am, Ken nodded before floating out of sight, returning to the truck and Rust Bucket. Landing on the roof of the trailer, he gave a knock on the hatch before it opened for him to climb in.
Flashing back into his human form, Ken gave a stretch as he climbed down the ladder, showing Amelie and Venessa watching the TV with Aranea in the kitchen making some food, seeing Ken walking by, he gave her a kiss on the lips before moving to the passenger seat, sitting beside Hanzo who wore a black shirt and pants, his eyes stared in focus while Ken reached for the radio set for the Rust Bucket.
"So, where to next guys?" smiling at Hanzo who gave a snort with a smirk.
The voice of Max spoke through the radio.
"We're heading to a new museum that opened in Las Vegas, Gwen seems interested" nodding with a shrug, Ken spoke to the others with a smile.
"We're heading to Vegas lads and ladies!" smiling at hearing cheers from the back, Hanzo spoke.
"Whose turn is it to look over miss V this time?" seeing Ken take a thoughtful look, he shrugged.
"I don't remember who did it last, I know Aranea has been needing a break from the little beast, I'd gladly do it but every time I go to do it, some disaster always seems to happen" nodding in agreement, Hanzo spoke with a teasing tone.
"You also haven't spent time with Aranea nor Amelie" seeing Ken blush, the hero in question spoke witha surprising amount of... lust.
"I didn't expect her to go all in when she found out me and Aranea are dating, that night three weeks ago was both mesmerizing and… amazing, hell she made us both cum several times before we called quits" seeing Hanzo cringe, Ken spoke.
"I should have kept that to myself, shouldn't I?" seeing Hanzo nod, the archer spoke.
"I'm sure, either Akali or Ahri would have enjoyed hearing of that night" giving a small laugh at that, Akali snuck in that moment with her hands snaking over Ken's form.
"Oh I want the details"
Stepping into the expo with a look of disappointment, Ken along with his team members who were interested in the expo sighed in agreement, 2B the only one showing true interest as she looked over a brochure, the android acting more like a child at this point, which made the visit worth it, at least Gwen wasn't alone in being disappointed.
Looking back to see a disguised Aranea and Venessa beside him with an also disguised Amelie, the three alien females stared at the convention with distaste, Amelie due to keeping a look out for any threats to Ken and ultimately her mistress Aranea, the assassin ignored the many looks she got, Akali was there as well, thought she hung around the D&D part of the expo in her ninja outfit, Ahri was there as well… with her hair back to it's natural black.
Her monk like attire leaving Ken staring as she twirled at noticing him staring.
Smiling at him she approached the quartet with Amelie relaxing at it being Ahri.
"So, what are we doing after this?" seeing Ken shrug, he nodded to Max and the kids.
"It's up to them" moving to speak the sound of panic outside gained the attention of those there for the expo.
Moving outside, Ken took one glance up before rushing to a hiding spot to transform.
Seeing the sight of a helicopter moving out of control above with a man in a straight jacket calling for help, the people below began to panic as the Helicopter began to fall towards them… until it glowed a dark colour. Confusing those below before a young boy pointed to Wolf whose right arm was aimed at the Helicopter as it descended at a safer speed.
"Clear up for a landing Zone Please!" waving a gathering crowd who obeyed thankfully, the man in the straight jacket was freed with assistance while the pilot was pulled to show his forehead bleed, the window cracked with what could be the remains of a seagull on the seat.
Moving to help, Ken stopped as several SUV's drove onto the scene, making the hero frown as an agent approached him.
"Agent Loki?" nodding to the SHIELD agent, what was said next confused Ken.
"We believe you're being targeted?" blinking in confusion at the claim, Ken spoke firmly.
"By who, surely I don't need to worry, I mean I did literally kill the big squid man" seeing the crowd disperse, Ken turned to the agent with a frown.
"Do you even know who will be after me?"
"Yes, we do" lifting a hand, Ken spoke with a nod.
"Can I get a debriefing to make sure I know who I'm most likely going to fight?" seeing the agent reach into his Pocket, he handed Ken a datapad which opened to show a sight Ken hadn't seen since…
Frowning in worry at who he was seeing, Ken closed it with a frown of worry as he handed the pad back to the agent.
"Two days ago her latest victim was one Derrick Langman, an officer worker set up in Lexcorp, he is presumed dead as the scene show an excessive torture" perking up in alarm, Ken spoke firmly.
"Has she targeted any others?" seeing the agent frown, he spoke.
"What makes you think the culprit is a female?" looking down as his thoughts raced, Ken spoke with a sadness in his voice.
"Because I know who this is"
"Who is She, if you know who this is it is a top priority to apprehend her" shaking his head while moving to a seat, Wolf's familiar followed with it's head down while Ken held his head with his hands.
"Her name is Hope Fidelium… she was my first girlfriend in college" seeing the agent speak into his head piece, Ken allowed him to leave with his head down, thoughts racing through his mind, Ken looked up as Aranea approached with a worried look.
'Hope… you're alive'
While this was happening, a figure watched from above with eyes of anger at her unknowing target, sure he was a hero, but her sources had indicated he was a part of those responsible.
Reaching for her right wrist, a rusted bracelet clung to her like a lifeline, rubbing a hand over the accessorie, Hope spoke softly.
"I'll meet you soon, Ken. I just hope you forgive me for what I've done"