"Talley hoe? Scourgey?" Shadow muttered as the quartet snuck into Amy's house. Kyra shrugged as she began to sniff faded blood splatters in the kitchen.
"I've known him for about four years now. It's just a friendly nickname…thing. Oh look! An éclair!" She exclaimed as she opened the fridge.
Rolling his eyes, Tails took out a plastic bag and cotton swab he got from Shadow's house. Sonic's ears rolled back as he saw the claw marks and blood up close. Though the place was a bit cleaned up, it still gave him the creeps.
Continuing to sniff about, éclair in hand, Kyra frowned. "The scents are mingling a bit- too much mortal and too little demon. Do any of you know where I can find something that would contain her scent? Like an article of clothing?"
Shadow smirked. "Why not sniff Sonic? She's attached to him like any other piece of clothing."
Tails busted out in laughter. "Ha ha! Yeah, isn't that the truth!"
Chuckling, Sonic rubbed the back of his neck modestly. "Heh, yeah. Though I have to admit she's gotten better about it. She only glomps me once a day now!"
Kyra raised a brow. She seemed to be a bit lost in the conversation, but ignored it with a bite of éclair.
"Whatever. Just find something that I…" Shadow glared at her. Kyra rolled her eyes and sighed. "Or we, can use to hopefully identify this krenaht…"
Looking about, Sonic sighed in frustration. "Like what exactly?"
"A wad of hair, half eaten object, paw prints, think! Use your imagination!" Kyra shouted from the guest's bedroom. Rolling his eyes, Sonic sighed as he looked around the near-destroyed living room.
The inside of Amy's house was painted a chocolate milk sort of color, and the living room was a swirled mix of blue and purple short shag carpeting. The base boards and doors were white, and scattered photos hung slanted out of their usual straight form on the walls. A bashed television set sat in front of where a black couch would have been, possibly taken in as evidence, and where a broken wooden table laid overturned a pile of papers lay scattered over the blue and purple carpet. Kneeling down, Sonic picked up a few and began to shuffle through them.
'Electric bill…water bill…phone bill…another bill…more bills…' Sonic sighed. This thing was going nowhere…
Shuffling through more papers (most being bills) he was about to give up when he removed a few and a small black book was revealed from the mess.
It was about the size of a checkbook, only it was perfectly square. The corners along the spine were rimmed with a gold siding, filling the entire corner aside from the croissant-shaped edge facing the middle. The name 'Claudicus T. Varme' was written in the same gold print in the middle of it.
Furrowing his brows, Sonic opened the book to the first page. The inside of the book was completely blank and all the pages showed no sign that someone had written on them prior.
'Wonder who this guy is…' Sonic thought as he set the book aside.
A loud thud sounded at the other end of the house, followed by an aggravated chorus of cursing from Kyra and Shadow. Picking the book up, Sonic rushed to the end of the hall to see what had happened.
A pile of clothes and miscellaneous objects were scattered around a tangled-up Kyra and Shadow on Amy's bedroom floor. It looked as though the avalanche of stuff had fallen out of Amy's closet.
"GET YOUR BLOODY FOOT OUT OF MY FACE!" Kyra barked, her head sticking out from under the pile of objects.
Shadow growled as he shoved a windbreaker out of his face. "WHY DON'T YOU JUST GET THE HELL OUT FROM UNDER ME?"
Kyra growled back, trying to get out from under him. "MAYBE IF YOUR FAT AMERICAN ASS LOST SOME DAMNED WEIGHT I COULD GET YOU OUT OF-"
"Oh god, this argument sounds so wrong…" Tails said from down the hall, a hint of a laugh in his tone.
Kyra and Shadow shut up immediately, absolutely embarrassed by the statement once they understood. Rolling her eyes, Kyra finally managed to wriggle out from under the pile…and an equally disgusted and aggravated Shadow.
She sighed in exasperation. "Uhg, teenagers…"
Sonic raised a brow at her, not quite understanding. "Aren't you basically a teenager? You look about nineteen years old."
"Looks can be deceiving. My actual age is two hundred five, however it wasn't until my twenty-first birthday that I stopped aging appearance-wise."
Tails's ears perked up in surprise. "You're two hundred and five years old? Wow, I guess that makes sense about the car…well, and the whole werewolf thing too."
Kyra shrugged, not really caring. "Eh, you'd be surprised at how old some of my kind are." Her eyes then flitted to the book Sonic was holding. "What's that?"
Shadow scoffed as he threw a few more things off of him and got up. "A book."
Kyra glared at him. "Thank you, Captain Obvious."
"You're welcome."
Sonic rolled his eyes, ignoring the irritated duo. "It's blank. The only words on it is some guy's name." Holding it out to Kyra, she flipped through all the pages to see before sighing again.
"Alright, might as well keep it just in-"
"I found a few hairs!" Tails called as he rushed down the hall, having to grab hold of the doorframe to keep from sliding down the hall.
Kyra raised a brow as he held up a bag containing dense grey and white fur. She nodded as he opened the bag to show her.
Her nose wrinkled in disgust as she sniffed it. "Augh, I'd know that stench better than anyone. What attacked your lass was a-"
A torrent of flames burst through the bedroom window, a deafening "boom" following with it as the quartet were forced to the ground by the intense force of the explosion.
Sonic flattened himself as far on the floor as he could as the burst of scorching heat expanded about the small room, only the wooden and metal frame of the bed protecting him from the blast. The strong smell of smoke and singed cloth filled the room and showers of debris covered them.
Kyra was hunched over Tails, her back just far enough away from the flames to keep from being burnt to a crisp. Shadow was on the side of the bed next to Sonic, flat on his stomach and hands over his head.
"Grab hold!" Kyra exclaimed as she tore off her necklace with one hand and held out the other to the other two.
Grabbing hold of her hand and Shadow her wrist, Kyra clenched the now glowing pendant with her other hand as she also grabbed hold of Tails's hand tightly. Perspiration dripping off her nose, she clenched her hands and closed her eyes tightly.
Then, in a flash of blue light, they disappeared.