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Who watches the watchmen... (DLS and KITSUNE!!!)

daddys little slut

Super-Earth
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Lurking atop a low roof in the slums of new york, clad in a trenchcoat and classic detective hat, Was a dark figure, complete with the shifting ink mask of her father. She jumped down into the center of the gang meeting. Flipping off her trench coat, which was was not proficient in fighting in, the teen revealed her crown jewel. A provacative and deadly outfit. She was clad in a black leather miniskirt, black leather bustier, white blouse, and pink and black striped thigh high tights, completing it with 2 inch high heels. She took of her hat, to reveal black hair with red higlights. "Well boys? remember me?" she said huskily, at the same time as the leader shouting. "It's the Shade, kick her ass!" She laughed, until she saw the sheer volume of men coming at her. It seemed to happen in slow motion as she dodged a right hook and delivered a knee to the crotch only to have two men grab her and the third put an assault rifle to her forehead.
 
The Raven smirked as he watched from an alleyway. The 24 year old had been asked by Shade's father Rorschach to keep an eye on her knowing his daughter often bit off more than she could chew. Raven relished the chance to follow the beautiful teen and seeing her in trouble flicked a switch in his head on. He was wearing military style fatigue pants and a loose black t-shirt with a bulletproof vest under it. His blond hair was cut short on the sides and spiked with black dyed tips. As always he was well armed with two pistols on his thighs, two holstered on his waist and another two across his chest. Raven was an amazing shot and as he ran towards the group he drew the two pistols from his chest with one shot the head of the man holding the rifle to Shade's face exploded like a watermelon. The silencers on Ravens pistols kept the shot from getting the gangs attention but the heavy pounding of his boots on the concrete as he ran got the groups attention and Raven dove in and stood protectively beside Shade. Looking to her a moment he spoke with a casual voice as if this was just any other meeting for them. "It's such a nice night out tonight wouldn't you agree?"
 
Shade grinned at his entrance, and pulled on her studded gloves, and drew her signature weapon, a large cleaver, made from titanium with a laser sharpened edge. She dashed forward, after giving Raven a quick kiss on the cheek for thanks and luck. She jumped over the rough looking men who rushed towards her and with a satisfying whish and crunch, she cleaved the leader's skull. Gore covered her pretty face and she giggled in delight. She swung a roundhouse kick into another man.
 
Raven watch and began to put carefully aimed shots into the kneecaps of the men around her making them easy victims of her meat cleaver. Laughing as he watched her Raven moved forward and began shooting the wounded men through the head. The bloodbath lasted only a few minutes and when it was over Raven was soaked in blood. Looking over to Shade he saw she was in the same situation and grinned. "Nothing like good messy fun right darlin'?" He walked to her side and let a hand rest on her lower back in a kind way. "We should get cleaned up..."
 
Shade giggled and hugged Raven tightly, guiding his hands to her tight teen ass. "Yes big boy, we should clean up after this messy fun..." SHe smiled and kissed him gently, wondering what her father would think that she was dating the comedian's son. "I think we should get a bit messier first, you have a place?" SHe wrapped her young legs around him, winking and pulling off her mask to reveal her black lipstick and eyeshadow.
 
He grinned and squeezed her tight ass in his strong hands. Holding her close he looked at her with his amazingly blue eyes. Returning her kiss sweetly he gave her neck a playful nip. "Your dad would kick my ass... but yeah I have a pace not far from here. Do you like motorcycles?" Raven was wearing a spiked black leather collar and wore dog tags that shimmered in the light of the alleyway. He let a hand rest on her ass rubbing it slowly as his other hand held her side as he carried her to his bike which was parked at the end of the alleyway.
 
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