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Story: The Jezebel Killer of Sin City
By: Coolcat207 Date: August 30, 2019, 1:05 am
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((Story: Jezebel Killer of Sin City.))
Today has not been a good day for Danae. She failed to save
three young and innocent souls. All of them were victims of
child trafficking. One of them was from North Eastern Africa. It
took her over a week to find them in a basement of a ordinary
house due to both Sergeant Fletcher and Kabir warning her about
laying low which she reluctantly complied which means that she
couldn't use her powers as much as usual. Though it didn't stop
Danae from using brutal tactics on the people who were involved
in the child trafficking along with other racial events.
Finally, after days of intimidation, murders here and there,
Danae manage to get to the girls but it was to no avail. They
all died due to mistreatment. One was beaten to death, one was
dressed as how a butcher would dress it's meat while the last
one died due to starvation. Grief turned to acrimony as her mind
turn to one thing: revenge. When the owners came downstairs with
two other men to get rid of the bodies, the last thing they saw
before the light went out was Danae's puffed up golden eyes
turning to pitch black. The men grabbed their weapons and try to
search for the intruder, only to get torn to bits with Danae's
bare hands. Pained and horrified screaming filled the basement
which only lasted for a minute before it stopped almost
instantly. Without a word, Danae's eyes turned back to normal.
She summoned her shadow and point at the bodies. Without a word,
the shadow gathered the bodies and faded away with them without
a sound. Danae use her own magic to leave the scene after she
made sure that her tracks are covered.
Danae has been crashing in Alice's home for a while due to the
unfortunate event that happened. After a couple of hours, Danae
use her magic to teleport herself to her home which she and
Kabir are paying rent. When she got there and turned on the
lights, she noticed Kabir and Mason waiting for her on the
couch. You ever had that feeling when you walked in and your
parents give you that look which means that you're in big
trouble? That's what it felt like for Danae. She noticed
something in Mason's left hand that is slightly crumpled. This
can't be good.
Danae: What happened now?
Kabir: They made you, Danae.
Kabir's words were edged with sharpness when he spoke. Mason
silently gave Danae the flyer. Danae held the flyer in her hand
and straightened it a little. When she started to examine it,
her bright golden eyes said everything. They didn't have an
actual photo of Danae but they drew a disturbing and extremely
racist photo that "accurately" described her image and
abilities. The title was offensive enough to get where this was
going.
"WANTED: The Jezebel Killer of Sin City"
"This female n*gger is the combination of a prostitute and
serial killer. Do not confront at all costs. Her words are
glazed with lies along with her tempting body that lure innocent
men and probably women to their grisly demise. If you see her or
think you have, contact the authorities immediately. We will
handle the matter ourselves to prevent further bloodshed."
Mason: Luckily, they don't think it's you since no one has seen
it. Unfortunately, this makes you and others like you a walking
target.
Danae: Tch! angrily crumple up the paper Nothing but bullsh*t
propaganda made by racist bastards.
Kabir: Danae, this is serious. You walking out of that door to
the public is already risky enough. But these crimes that you
committed just made things ten times worse. Sergeant Fletcher
should lock you up for what you've done.
Danae: For what I'VE done?! Did you forget where we are or are
you that damn stupid?! Everyone in this damn town is crooked!
Cops, lawyers, politicians,you name it! Hell, if the blasted
bird is so divinely perfect, he should put himself in jail for
getting into this broken system in the first place!
Mason: Hey! I'm not the one who is going around killing people
left and right! Besides, the boy's right. You set yourself and
other innocent women into a heap of trouble which give these
bastards an open door.
Danae: And what the hell am I supposed to do? Sit here and count
my toes while you go around busting heads? Those girls are dead
and we are all to blame. You two for sticking to your stupid
morals and me for listening to you two in the first place. You
know how this system works! You know that even if you manage to
catch those bastards, they'll leave in the next day and continue
their lives. There are other girls who go through hell every day
being used as objects or worse... girls as young as 12 or 14 who
gets killed.
Kabir: You don't think I know that?! You don't think that these
things disgusts us both?! I know that you're upset. We all are.
But think of the victims... do you really think that they wanted
this?
Danae: They would've wanted to be at home with their loved ones.
Peace isn't going to do anything. They want bloodshed, then
they'll have it.
Kabir: That's just what they want us to do. To act like mindless
animals. We have to be better than that.
Danae: And how many innocent lives will it take for them to
finally stop?
The two are now looking at each other. At first, they were just
glaring at each other as they vent at each other. But now it's
just pain and sorrow in their eyes. They had lost friends and
acquaintances alike. They even lost their old friend Max due to
a shoot out in the mafia. Mason cleared his throat and step in
just to break the depressing tension. Though what he will say
won't lighten the mood.
Mason: There's something that I have to tell you two. I have a
lead of the suspect who killed your buddy, Max. Unfortunately,
this isn't someone you can take your vengeance upon along with
me easily nabbing this bastard. For one thing, this guy was
wearing a mask... second, he's with this dangerous group. I
don't have much information but you two need to be careful. I
can sense some magic that rivals even yours, Danae.
Mason hesitated when he said the word "mask" so the disturbing
imagination was left with the two black hybrids. Mason didn't
want to say it but his gut told him that it might be a
skinwalker of sorts. And he knows how dangerous they really are.
Sighing, Mason makes his way to the door but stops when he put
his hand on the handle.
Mason: I know that you two have your morals and feelings about
this. And I don't blame either of you. In fact, I've been
through what you two are going through. One of you even remind
me of my niece a little. But you two are going to need each
other more than ever. Something is coming to Sin City... and
it's going to threaten the lives of a lot of people. So for
God's sake, stay in one piece. I'm going to go talk to Gailie
and her girls about this. Have a good night.
With that, Mason takes his leave and close the door behind him.
Danae silently walk to her room as Kabir just went over to the
couch and sit on it with a sigh. The Sergeant is right. Things
are going to get bloodier. The two needs to stick together if
they're going to survive this madness. He just hope that his
friend hasn't lose all of her faith.
((End Story))
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