Found!
Michael had moved on. He had jumped onto another rooftop and found nothing. He had been slowly moving around trying to find a better location. He found very little in terms of finding them. The first half hour was up already, they were already burning clear into the second. He checked his watch…48 minutes in. He tried to calm down and not rush things. He moved across the rooftops with a clear sense of movement. He couldn't afford to slow down.
Checking every building's highest floors. He left an arrow next to every window he had checked, he made sure every room was checked. Melody left scorch marks, Ash left X's dug into the walls. It wasn't a large town and yet they kept turning up nothing. The largest building was the broken down motel, a place Ash was currently off investigating. The tallest building was a block of apartments, one that Michael was staring at right now. He fired a quick row of arrows into all the rooms he saw with both lights on and people obviously in it. Michael moved forward, he needed to check all rooms. He placed an arrow at the door to signal Melody and Ash that it was being investigated.
Each room appeared empty. Michael knocked; some people made his job easy and opened their doors. Other people ignored Michael's constant scrapping at their door. Nobody seemed to care that a killer was out loose. Then again maybe they thought he was the killer…and he probably didn't win any favors when he kicked their doors open or forced his way in another method. Not too many of them were happy when a golem broke in their homes, he apologized, explained his reason, and then booked it out of there…sometimes with a frying pan following his head.
(-With Melody-)
Melody was racing across the field in search of something. While Michael was examining the highest floors, Melody stuck to the bottom floors. Shi's yo-yo form allowed hir to search high floors as well as slide hirs body into the mail slot or under any slightly open windows. She felt like a peeping tom resorting to such methods, but most people took it as an innocent prank when they saw a yo-yo pop in or out of the mail slot. Besides when rumors of a killer are circling the town, nobody opens their doors to see who was playing put the yo-yo in the mail slot prank.
Melody considered herself lucky that she could do this, Michael's weapon was too unwieldy to stick in people's mail slot and Ash's blade wasn't long enough to stick into it and get a good look. However, despite her weapon being made for this kind of research wasn't really helping her find the location. She was coming up empty handed at every house at every block. Bad luck all the way down.
(-With Ash-)
While Michael was unluckily busting in on innocent people's homes, Ash felt a lot worse off. Rather than accidentally breaking in on someone playing video games with their children, Ash would break in on people doing something a lot less wholesome. This was a rundown motel in the middle of nowhere. Nobody came here for a vacation, so nobody stayed in the motel for vacation. It was a close-knit town, if you were visiting families you would stay with your family. So, chances are if you were staying here you weren't coming here to be somewhere, you were here to avoid being someplace else. Freaks or immoral people resided here and no one else. Ash wasn't having a good time.
He came up to another door and knocked on it. Hoping that for once it was a 'normal person'. "Coming!" a voice rang out, rather eager despite the given circumstances of a killer being in town. Ash didn't mind though, he could use a face-to-face greet with a happy person. Wasn't too many of those on his route so far.
He tapped his foot impatiently as he waited. He could hear the footsteps of mysterious motel man #7 or 8 if you count the okama in the room down the hall. This one didn't sound to have on high heels, so Ash let out an involuntary sigh of relief. There was some quiet clicking on the room next to them as Ash figured the man messed with the locks. That though wasn't too prevalent however in the next second. The middle of the door, burst open, sending a rain of splinters of everywhere. A hand shot out and grasped onto Ash's neck. Ash gasped for air as he tried to figure out what was going on. He guessed he must've stumbled upon the Evil Human. Ash was pulled forward, smashed into the front of the wooden door once and then allowed to stumble back. Only for the next moment to be Ash reintroducing his face to the door once again. Finally with one final meet and greet between Ash and the door, it broke. Ash was flung into the room and through the air.
He crashed into one of the tables in the room and broke it, crashing to the floor. He was upside down as he looked at the mystery man who managed to easily toss him around like a ragdoll. The man was definitely an Evil Human. Of course, Ash was judging a book by the cover which he was always told not to do, but he was pretty sure this was an exception to that golden rule. The man was bald with completely pale skin. His eyes were sunken deep into his skull and were white, or as some people would say it, bone white. The majority of his face was hidden behind an elongated skull mask, but Ash would take a gamble and assume that whatever was behind that was just as eerie. His hands were the main dead give-away though. They were only four fingers and each of them had transformed into a sharp claw.
"Bravo!" laughed the man as he bent down lifting up the bed with ease. "You found me and only one hour, 12 minutes, and…36 seconds into the game. I'm impressed, here's your prize!" Zhavio heaved the bed, mattress, frame, and all, at Ash. Ash flipped to his feet, ducked beneath it and quickly picked his head back up and watched as the bed sailed into the wall, taking the wall down with it as it tumbled through like a boulder. Ash looked back over at Zhavio, only to see a blur fast approaching. He swept his hand through the air, slicing with one of his claws. Ash was thrown back, surprised by Zhavio's intense strength. It seemed to far surpass the normal Evil Humans he had faced so far. Ash caught himself and felt a dribble of red blood trickle down his cheek. He moaned, but kept his eyes focused on Zhavio. He would have to clean his wound later. Zhavio didn't seem to be in the mood to let Ash wander off and fix the cut.
Ash's eyes traveled around the room, looking for some brief glimmering symbol of hope. But instead he found despair. It turns out Zhavio hadn't upheld his end of the bargain. The mass of dead people had already gathered in the corner of the room, despite that according to Zhavio's note only two should've perished by now. "I see you're not big on upholding your word."
Zhavio laughed. "I don't care," he said with a mocking laugh, "and I don't see any of them objecting!" His utter disregard for the dead lit a fire under Ash. Ash drove forward, leaping into the air and bringing Xander's blade down on top of Zhavio. Zhavio laughed once more, easily blocking and parrying the blow. He swiped his arm to the side and knocked Ash over to the side. Ash tumbled for awhile, but quickly caught himself.
"Nice try, partner," encouraged Xander, "but next time you might want to try actually hitting him!" Well, so much for encouragement. Ash bucked down and rushed in once more. He ran up to Zhavio, ducked below his first swing and went straight to his side. Zhavio brought his arm swinging back, however, Ash's smaller size allowed him to duck beneath it again and this time he was placed right in front of Zhavio's body. Ash lashed out, brining his fist up from down below aiming for Zhavio's chin. Zhavio muttered something as he lurched his head out of the way and to the side. The punch screeched by Zhavio's check, but didn't even touch him. Zhavio's other hand lashed out and grabbed a hold of Ash's neck once more, lifting him up to Zhavio's face. Ash struggled for a bit as he tried to break free, with both of his hands prying at Zhavio's tight grip.
Finally with a little bit of luck and due to some of the long training he did while fighting other Evil Humans, Ash managed to break free, not with his arms, but with his feet. He lowered his feet and kicked one of the trash cans that were handy at the moment upwards and at Zhavio. The trash flew up, cluttering Zhavio's vision and mostly out of reflex Zhavio brought his arms away and swatted at the trash. As a result he loosened his grip on Ash's throat. With a swift kick into Zhavio's shin, Ash was free. He slammed his foot down, rotated around, doing a complete 180 and busted out the new 'exit' made by Zhavio throwing the bed into the wall. And he was out.
"Hey, where are we going?" asked Xander. "Come on, get back in there and give him a what for!" Ash looked down at Xander, sometimes he seriously wondered about his friend. He never quite understood if Xander understood that they were getting their butts handed to them at times. Whatever that Evil Human's deal was, it would take more than Ash to take him down. However, it looked like Ash would never get to put his theory to the test. A tight feel of a paper-like substance was immediately around his foot. Ash fell forward as he tried to take a step, hitting the ground and immediately being dragged backwards to Zhavio. It looked like it was going to be Ash versus Zhavio with no outside interference. Sure Xander wasn't upset about this, but it was more than obvious that Ash wasn't thrilled.
Ash rotated around and brought Xander slicing through the paper in order to free himself from the dreaded monster behind it. Almost as soon as Ash freed himself from the grip, he looked up to find Zhavio sailing towards him and through the air. He came down on top of Ash. His feet lashed out and jabbed into Ash's gut. Ash cringed as he felt the air force its way out of his lung, much against his will. The world flashed black for a split second as he tried to concentrate, but found himself incapable of doing so.
Ash panicked, he had no shame in admitted he did so. He brought Xander around and sliced into Zhavio's leg forcing him to back off off of him. Ash scrambled to his feet, he recognized that he wouldn't be able to escape Zhavio. As much as he would like back-up for this fight it appeared it would have to be just him versus the monster. He took his distance, taking his time and sizing up his opponent. Xander piped up, "just go at full-power from the get-go." Ash rolled his eyes, Xander wasn't the one who was having his life beat out of him with every swing of Zhavio's long arms.
Ash sighed. Xander was right. Only thing Ash was doing right now was prolonging the inevitable. He would rush in, take Zhavio by surprise and hopefully score a few good hits in. He lowered his waist and dove into the fray. Zhavio welcomed the change in tactic; he met Ash half-way. A head-to-head collision between Meister and monster commenced.
Man...I've fallen a bit behind with writing this...don't worry, I'm still going good...just not as well as I would like. Anyways...onto the real note!
It appears that Michael and Zhavio are having at it, but its still unclear as to who the winner will be or even how long this fight will drag out for.