Outsider Chronicles: Crimson Venom
Dying and being reborn into a world of deadly evolution is not fun, especially when I happen to be a Fanus. Then again, considering that my family isn't exactly normal, I'd like to see anyone try to do anything to tick me off and avoid getting roasted.
And we're back! This time, the Rainbow trailer for Ilia Amitola. Enjoy!
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Remnant is a dangerous place. I don't think anyone would argue that, but most people like to think that the danger is limited to the Grimm and, more recently, the White Fang. However, Human nature is Human nature and danger will always be present within the walls of the Kingdoms. Whether from desperate people or genuine psychopaths, there will always be people looking to hurt others for any number of reasons. Admittedly, petty crimes were relatively rare since getting caught to many times or for a truly horrible crime carried a risk far greater than simple prison time. Instead, the Kingdoms method of getting rid of those criminals unable or unwilling to reform was to banish them. They didn't tend to last long after getting kicked out of the Cities safe zones.
Of course, thats all well and good, but it did require that the criminals get caught and some were just too clever for that. Unfortunately for Vale, it was currently playing host to an individual just like that. A serial killer who had already chopped up 23 people and was currently on the hunt for his next victim.
Ilia Amitola however wasn't aware of this little issue, having just arrived to get settled into the city before she started school in a few months. Unfortunately, the man who checked her papers wasn't the biggest fan of Faunus to put it lightly and had neglected to inform her of the serial killer. Of course, whether that was unfortunate for her or the madman was up for debate.
Ilia was currently on her way back to her new apartment with a bag full of groceries in her arms. It was getting late, but she had had a very busy day with moving in. Still, it wasn't all bad. She was in a good mood, having past the exam with flying colours. Now that she was in, it wouldn't be long before she'd be able to see her old friends again…
Suddenly, Ilia stopped, tossing her bag in the air as she flipped backwards as something massive shot out of the alley entrance she was walking past and slammed into the ground hard enough to crack the concrete. She quickly regained her balance as a frankly massive man stepped out of the alley, hefting his weapon, an equally massive meat cleaver onto his shoulder as he did.
As previously mentioned, the man was massive, both in height and girth, with thin, greasy black hair and small, beady black eyes. He was wearing a bloodstained smock with the sleeves rolled up, showing that his thick arms were covered in powerful muscles.
"Weeeelll now, what do we have here?" he said in a voice that sent shivered of disgust up Ilia's spine, "A cute girl out on her own?"
Ilia narrowed her eyes and put her hand on her whip.
"Who are you?" she asked.
The man looked surprised.
"Oh, you can't guess?" he asked, looking rather offended at the idea, "And here I thought everyone in Vale knew who I was."
He drew himself up proudly.
"I am the most infamous man in Vale, the man who has the entire city fearing to go out after dark," he said, "I am the infamous serial killer, Barry the Chopper!"
"Never heard of you," said Ilia immediately.
Barry face planted.
"WHAT?!" he roared as he shot to his feet, "What rock have you been living under for the last three months?!"
"I just got into Vale today," said Ilia, glancing up, "Plus, I don't pay much attention to the news…"
Barry chuckled menacingly.
"Well, too bad for you girly," he said, "If you had, you'd have known better than to go out on your own. Now, your all MINE!"
He charged with surprising speed given his size, swinging his cleaver to take out Ilia's legs, just like he had so many times before. However, none of his past victims had been Hunteresses in training. Ilia's whip snapped out, smacking the cleaver away as she stepped forwards and slammed her other palm into Barry's chest. Despite his massive size, Ilia's Aura empowered strength and the unexpected nature of the counter sent the murderer staggering back, leaving him wide open for a follow up kick to the chin. However, Barry's size wasn't just for show and he quickly recovered.
"YOU BITCH!" he roared as he charged again, his cleaver moving with incredibly speed and precision for someone not really trained in combat, enough that Ilia found that she was having trouble evading the attacks.
It didn't help that she wouldn't be able to perform that trick again and she wasn't confident that she could win an actual battle of strength with the big man. So, instead of doing either, she chose to disappear. She dove between Barry's legs, vanishing into the alley Barry had emerged from, changed her skin to black as she did.
It took a moment for Barry to recover from the unexpected move and he spun around, narrowing his eyes when he realized the girl had vanished. He stalked into the alley, eyes darting from shadow to shadow.
"Come out come out wherever you are," he called in a sing-song voice as his eyes landed on a dumpster a short distance down the alley, the only decent hiding place, "Come on little girl, you can't hide forever! Come on, let me chop you up! It'll be fun, I promise."
He reached the dumpster and wrenched it open.
"GOTCH...GAHHH!"
"MROOOWWWW!" yowled the extremely disgruntled cat he'd disturbed as it shot out of the bin, slashed him across the face with its claws and shot into the darkness.
"Fricken cat," he growled, "Now where'd that bitch go…"
He trailed off as he turned around, only to come face to face with a pair of glowing eyes floating upside down inches from him. For a moment, Barry and the eys stared at one another, before a jack-o-lantern like face slowly appeared, looking like blazing red flames against the darkness of the alley.
"KYAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
THUMP!
"Well, that was easier than I thought," said Ilia as she reappeared, clinging to the wall like a, well, lizard and revealing that the eery face was actually just her being creative with her colour changes.
The Faunus girl let go of the wall and landed lightly beside the catatonic murderer, pulling out her Scroll as she did.
"Hello? Police? I think I just caught someone you're looking for," she said once someone picked up.
"Oh really?" said the bored sounding officer on the other end, "Who?"
"Barry the Chopper."
There was a loud crash that sounded like someone falling off their chair.
"Are you sure?!" demanded the officer, now sounding wide awake, "Who are you?"
"Thats what he called himself," said Ilia, "And I'm Ilia Amitola, a Hunteress in Training."
"Right, that makes sense now," said the cop, "Stay where you are and keep him restrained. An officer will be with you shortly to take him in."
The cop hung up and Ilia let out a sigh. Looks like she'd be stuck here for a bit longer. She stuck out her hand and caught the bag of groceries as it dropped out of the sky, pulled out a bar of chocolate and sat down on Barry's gut to wait, absently kicking him in the head as he started to stir and sending him back to lala land.
And there we go. Um, I have no idea where Barry came from considering my original plan had her facing off against a gang of bigots...eh, it works fine.
So, what do you think? I have a feeling that shes a little OOC, but considering she's never been a part of the White Fang, thats to be expected. Plus, shes not exactly the most fleshed out of characters.
Incidentally, I need some ideas as to what I could call her whip. I wanted to call it tongue in Cherokee, but I couldn't find a decent translator.
Anyway, this is done. Next time, the Steel Trailer for the second OC, Martin Guerrier. If anyone can figure out where I'm going with this, I will be genuinely surprised. And because I love sabotaging my own expectations, I'll tell you this. Hes a swordsman and is a Faunus, although I won't tell you what type since that will make it way to obvious.
Anyway, now this is done, so I'm gonna sign off. Don't forget to leave a review!
