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The Good. The Bad. The Undead. (Alpha and Usagi)

AlphaZero

Dracula's not an Avenger? That lying fuck!
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Aug 4, 2013
Black cloud hung thick in skies above the Arizona desert, blotting out the moon and stars and plunging the badlands into total darkrnss. Launterns moved in the still night amid the abandoned buildings of mining town abandoned years ago, showing an unusual amount of activity for a ghost town. The offical story was that the mine had run dry so the company packed up and left, the citizens where not far behind.

The truth was more sinister than that.

They had unearthed something in the bowels of the Earth, some ancient temple to some god worshipped in a time so long ago that humanity couldn't even begin to fathom the age of it. Whatever was worshipped in this place went beyond human understanding and naturally the idioits of the mining company decided they needed to worship this ancient diety and worse it needed to be brought to the world of humans. They slaughtered the miners and towns people in bloody ritual hoping to bring the thing forward from the void.

But The Watchers couldn't allow that. Which is how Gideon Cross ended up lurking on a rooftop, watching one the armed guards saunter down the street whsiteling an off key tune. Cross had spent a lot of time lurking in shadows lately, but he found himself with a condition that made sunlight dangerous to his health. If he did travel during the day he generally kept himself covered from head to toe.

He moved swiftly, tailing the main from above, a ghosts shadow amid the only blackness of night, his foot falls silent on the rotting timbers. He wasn't here alone. The Watchers weren't about to trust him out in the world alone, so as always they'd sent her along, his handeler, a senior officer in order who had been ordered to kill Cross if he stepped out of line. Not that stepping out of line would benefit him in anyway. The Watchers had promised him Argyle and the thing he had freezed from the black stone caseket. The one that had changed Cross into what he was now.

He came you short, from the edge of a roof, looking down the rhe narrow alleyway, steely blue eyes glancing towards the street, following the light of the lantern as tried to choose the best course. He didn't know where his partner had vanished to. She had circled around to the far side of the town up their approch and he hadn't seen a trace of her since.

The movement was casual, a step forward and he dropped from the roof, the black duster flaring up around him like the wings of some terrible dark creature and he landed silently pushing himself flat against the wall and surveying the steert again.

"Where the hell are you ...?" He muttered under his breath, searching the shadows for some trace of her.
 
Kana dropped from the building across from him. Her blond hair the only thing to catch his eye. She was used to sneaking about solving the issues darkness brought with it. She noticed him looking about for her and half shook her head. He would see her slip her dagger from its sheath and pointed it at the guard. He was an un needed risk that they could quickly silence.

He did need to eat and she paused wondering if now would be a good time to feed. She made a few silent hand motions to him to see if this man would work as a snack. If not she planned to end his life quickly with her blade. These people made her sick and she wanted to dispatch them as quickly as possible.

She had been Gideon since he was brought on with the watchers keeping him in line. Though there was little she had to do to keep him reeled in. He seemed more focused on his chance at revenge than going rogue and needing to be put down. She often wondered what he would do once freed from his cursed life. What if his revenge didn't return his humanity like he hoped? Would he than need to be put down? If that was the cause she would be ready as she crouched low to await his response to her signed question.
 
Cross caught site of her skulking about the shadows, unsure of how he had missed her before. He had learned quickly things like light levels meant little to him know and even on the dead if night he could see clear as day, something that had taken some getting used to. Noticing her gesture and knowing full well what she was suggesting his lip pulled back in a sneer. The very thought of what she was suggesting made his stomach turn.

He didn't care what he was, or even the kind of man Kana and the rest of the watch thought he was. There where linew he would never cross, things he would never do and what she was suggesting crossed the line. He would kill to defend himself. But using a human being for food disgusted him.

Cross shook his head, catching the glint of steel in her hand and knowing what she was thinking.

He sucked in a deep breath and all but flew from his hiding place like some kind of living shadow, an arm locked around the man's throat, the other pushing against of his head. The man flailed and kicked, trying to break free of the inhumanly strong grasp he had found himself but in less than a minute he blacked out.
 
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