"You're a little late for Halloween. Don't worry, though. I'll send you back where you came from soon enough!" declared the menace, standing in the path of the motorcycle with a firm stance. He seemed determined to play chicken with his opponent, as he didn't flinch even in the slightest when the biker revved the engine.
Tires screeched, leaving horrible scuffmarks on the floor as they spun. "Jack-o-Lantern" charged at the menace at full speed, and the man still didn't seem to give much care. In fact, he took a few steps forward, slamming his foot on the ground before swinging his other leg for a roundhouse kick, spinning before his foot made contact with the front of the bike. Alois wasn't done, however. Before the bike could be sent flying, the demon spun around again, both feet leaving the ground while his heel impacted the driver's head.
Both parties touched earth again—Alois's shoes tapping as they landed. His opponent wasn't so lucky, however, and landed roughly off to the side. The front of his bike was bent and crumpled from the force of the Macken's kick, and blood trickled from the driver's face, dripping from the bottom of their cheap, latex mask.
They had difficulty standing, haven been stunned by the attack. Immediately, the blonde took advantage of their stupor and came at them, attacking from behind. He latched onto his opponent, forcing their arms against their torso by wrapping an arm around them and holding on with brute strength. With his other hand, he groped at the Jack's neck, grasping for their amulet.
With a swift yank, the pendant came off and his foe went limp. Gently, the menace laid them on the ground before removing their mask. After revealing just a little bit, the skin turned a little red as the sun's rays hit against it through the skylight, forcing the blonde to put the mask back in place.
"Vampire." The menace mumbled to himself, taking out his cell phone and texting the Phantomhive. He had to make sure H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. knew that harmless residents of the Glen may have also been captured, and shouldn't be killed unless proven necessary.
With that, he began moving again, wandering the mall. It was then that he noticed that he was being watched, and not by Cerberus. Humans saw him. A few of them peeked out from their hiding places, one of them with their phone out recording him. Not good. There was no way of knowing where that video would end up. Thus, Alois made a bit of a rash decision.
BANG!
The human yipped and dropped his phone as a bullet ran through it. Alois casually put his gun away, shaking his head.
"No pictures, please!" he shouted loud for everyone to hear. "I don't wanna hurt anybody, but I don't wanna be a celebrity, either!"
Silence loomed over the entire space as none of them dared to speak up or question his words. Some of them that had their phones out, or were about to do so quickly put them away. Shaking his head again, he started walking again only to pick up his pace a bit.
Surely there would be more people with more cameras as he went along. Thus, it was decided that he needed to change up his look a bit. Pausing in front of a shop window, he stared at his reflection, concentrating as he did. Alois knew he needed to keep himself recognizable by Ciel and Lizzie, but he needed to be different enough to throw social media off of his tail. His platinum blonde locks were a slight give-away, after all. Watching as his appearance changed, he stuck his tongue out at what he had done.
"I look stupid…" he muttered, not particularly taken to his new jet-black hair. Still, it was only temporary. He'd change it back immediately after the mission was over and pretend that it never happened. With a nod, his mind was made, and he continued onward, eventually winding up at a directory sign.
His eyes quickly scanned it, realizing that his destination was on the ground floor. Alois then proceeded to jump over the railing onto the second floor, opting to bypass the stilled escalators in order to save time. Upon landing, he heard gasps from the humans around him, but paid them no mind. There was yet another problem to worry about. There were more supernatural beings within the immediate vicinity.
Taking off again, they got closer, closer, and closer still. He was getting close to the security office. Upon realizing this, he stopped in order to evaluate his situation. He sensed quite a few forces up ahead, and he wasn't certain that he could defeat them all by himself. There were demons among them, after all. Alois would have to pull back a bit and wait for reinforcements.
He stopped right where he was and pulled out his phone in order to check on the status of the bluenette and his cousin. He had no idea where either of them where, and since he changed his appearance, that was probably important information for them to know; especially Elizabeth, who couldn't sense his unique soul signature like Ciel could. The moment he did, however, he sensed something moving behind him.
The menace dropped his phone as it was kicked out of his hand. His eyes widened at the action, being almost completely blindsided by it. As soon as his attacker's foot was about to hit the ground, he kicked it out from underneath them, sending them falling to the floor. Quickly, his eyes scanned over them, honing in on their throat for the amulet. It wasn't there, though. This person wasn't being influenced.
He leapt backwards, creating some distance from himself and his assailant, who was, admittedly, quite strange-looking. They had the appearance of a fourteen-year-old and their black hair was all swept over to the left. They had no eyebrows; only a piercing where one of them was supposed to be attached to a chain leading to another one on their ear. Black poncho, boots, and thigh-high socks with grey shorts were worn by the odd demon as they looked up at the menace with an amused grin despite the fact that they were now seated on the floor because of him.
"You're good." They said in an amused tone. Alois recognised that voice. It was the one that spoke over the intercom.
"Would've been better if I hadn't had things on my mind." The man answered. "Let me guess; you're with Cerberus, huh? Did you lot get bored of sending out your little brainwashed zombies?"
"A little." The other answered, hopping to their feet and standing up. The pair then started pacing each other. "Where's your little girlfriend? She run off? We never saw her again on the security cameras…"
"Not my girlfriend." Alois bluntly informed, yet at the same time he was curious as to why the woman didn't show up again.
Did she run for help? Did she make it inside somehow and was simply out of sight? It was then that the menace recalled where he had last seen her. Elizabeth was smart. Surely she could have figured out that the ventilation shafts were an option. That would explain how she wasn't seen on either the internal or external perimeter.
"No clue where she went." Alois lied. "Guess it's just us chickens. So, how does a little boy…" he paused, and squinted at the other demon for a moment before continuing. "…girl? ...Get mixed up with a nasty supernatural terrorist group, might I ask."
"Technically, I'm neither; and that's my little secret." The other demon stated. "Can't have you knowing everything just yet. Spoilers and all that, you know?"
"Oh, you're no fun."
"Maybe not, but she is."
"'She'?" echoed the menace before feeling yet another presence behind him. He dodged, missing the woman's bladed weapon by a hair, his coat now having a small cut in the sleeve. There was a third demon, this one dressed in dark green with scars adorning their skin like stripes, covering their face, neck and forearms. She brandished a knife in each hand and stared intently at the menace with sharp eyes.
"Oh." The menace said aloud, causing his first opponent to laugh.
"She's still a bit miffed about your girlfriend doing a bit of a number over on her." The browless demon explained. "Still, her skin's healed up quite nicely…"
"That's Lizzie for ya." Alois said. "Supposedly she's always been a genius with a sword. You just hit a patch of rough luck, love."
"It doesn't matter now." Spoke the green demon. Her voice was low and her eyes were on fire. "You're about to hit a worse patch of luck than me!" she shouted. And with that, she lunged at the menace.
