They walked over to the tavern and entered through the swinging doors. "You two find a seat. I have to go talk to the bartender." Dash said as she made her way to the bar. She took a seat on one of the bar stools and waved the bartender over. "What can I get ya miss?" The bartender said as he walked over. "Let me get a couple shots of tequila." Dash replied. "Ok. Will there be anything else?" The bartender asked as he pulled out two shot glasses and poured the drinks. "Yea, you know anything about anyone in a blood red cloak?" Dash asked. An eerie silence washed over the bar. The bartender pushed the shots over to her and cleared his throat. "We, uh, don't really talk about those people around here. Bad things happen when people talk about them." The bartender said. "Maybe I can refresh your memory." Dash said as she put a $50 bill on the counter. The bartender took the money and slid it into his pocket. "Ok, you've convinced me. Just not here. Meet in back, where they play poker." The bartender said as he walked out from behind the bar and headed through a door near the stairs. Dash downed the shots and followed him. She looked over to Wind and gave her a signal that said, 'keep watch, I'll be back'. Wind nodded and turned back to Applespice. Dash headed through the door the bartender went through. She was now in a large room the had a poker table with four chairs set up around it. The bartender pulled out two of the chairs and sat in one. He motioned to the other one. Dash shook her head. "I'll just stand. Thanks." Dash said. "Suit yourself." The bartender said. "So, tell me what you know." Dash said. "Ok, all I know is that recently, these cloaked figures have been coming into town. I don't know why or what they want. But, every time they come here, the next day a citizen turns up missing. No one knows what they do with the people they take. No one knows where they come from or where they go. They just show up out of nowhere and take someone." The bartender said. "How long has this been happening?" Dash asked. "About a month now. About once a week, they show up and someone goes missing. There's not even any connection between the people they take. It's completely random." The bartender said. "How many have they taken?" Dash asked. 'Hmm, I think like four. Sorry I can't be of more help." The bartender said. "That's ok. We have one of the cloaked bastards in the jail right now. I'll make him talk and find out what the hell is going on. Thanks for your time." Dash said. There was a huge crash from outside the door. Dash opened the door and saw that half the bar was a wreck. There were at least five of the cloaked figures scattered around the bar. One was hanging from the chandelier, two were slumped over the bar, and another had been thrown through the piano. The other one was still in a sword fight with Wind.
Wind turned back to Applespice and watched from the corner of her eye as her mother walked into the back room with the bartender. "What do you think that was all about?" Applespice asked. "Not sure, but, I trust my mom. She knows what she's doing." Wind said. "So, wanna play some darts or something?" Applespice asked. "Sure. Sounds like fun." Wind replied. They got up and headed for the board. Applespice grabbed the darts and handed a set to Wind. "Ladies first." He said as he stepped back. "That just means you get to lose quicker." Wind taunted as she took her throwing stance. She threw all three of her darts and the all slammed into the center of the bullseye. Wind turned to Applespice and smiled smugly. She retrieved her darts and walked back over to Applespice. "Your turn, babe." She said. He smiled weakly, wondering what he'd gotten himself into. As he readied himself to throw his darts, Wind noticed the doors to the bar open. She saw that five guys in red cloaks had entered. She nudged Applespice with her elbow and motioned for him to look behind them. He did and his face grew serious. Applespice nodded as the guys approached them. Wind slowly mouthed the words, counting to three. On three, they both turned and Wind threw a dart straight into one of the guys forehead. Applespice picked him up and threw him across the bar. Several of the bottles shattered, spilling various alcohols onto the floor. The bar immediately cleared out. Another of the guys approached, wielding a set of pistols. He fired, but, the bullets bounced harmlessly off of Applespice's shirt. He picked the guy up and threw him straight up, he landed on the chandelier and was impaled by the candlesticks on it. The guy that had been throw towards the bar came up behind Wind and grabbed her arms. Wind headed butted him and flipped him onto the bar itself. There was a loud crack as his back broke. Applespice picked up another and choke slammed him onto the bar beside his friend. Wind saw that one of the others was coming up from behind Applespice with a bar stool. She roudhouse kicked him and he flew back, crashing into the piano. The last guy ran at Wind with his sword drawn. She drew her own sword and blocked the attack. They fought back and forth until finally, the guy's sword broke in two. Wind leveled her sword to his throat. "Who do you work for?" Wind asked. "You'll never get anything out of me!" He yelled as he disappeared in a flash of light, along with his buddies. "Damn it!" Wind yelled. "Calm down, honey. We still have the one in the jail house to question." Dash said from behind Wind. Wind jumped, not even realizing that her mother was there. Wind nodded. "We should go before more of them show up." Wind said. "Good point. Sorry about the bar. This should cover it." Dash said as she handed the bartender a handful of bills. They left and headed for the jailhouse.