stupid police... [o]

[coolfluffy]

A bench in the park. Zilla way laying on it like she had passed out there the night before. She hadn't. he had slept in a tree a little ways away, much safer up there than on the ground. On the ground she had a risk of the cops finding her. She flicked a lighter open and closed. Everytime it opened the flame would apear and when it close the flame would be gone. She had the emotionless look on her face that told people that today she may no murder them just to see them die, but she might punch them in the face.

Zilla's blank green stare scanned the area. She had her pirate bandana wrapped around her head andher knives secured in a belt. Her brass knuckles were on and her bassball bat laying on the ground beside her. She was only wearing one of her steel toed boots. She had lost the other somewhere and now she was only wearing a sock on the one foot. Zilla was staring at the one foot, debating on what to do with it. She wasn't in one of her moods so stealing something wasn't as appatizing as usual.

Zilla rolled off the park bench and onto the ground. She slowly pushed herself up and grabbed her bassball bat. To anybody else Zilla would probably look unapproachable, but really if anything now would be the best time for you to walk up to her. She had just woken up and there were no police around and she wasn't in her crazy mood. She ran her fingers through her red hair and looked around for a squirrle or something she could kill and eat.

That was when Zilla heard the footsteps behind her. She didn't bother to turn around, suspecting the person of being a normal citizen, but no, the person had to be a cop. She heard the click as they got there gun ready to shoot at her. Screw them. She stopped and waited, listening to their breathing and waiting for at least one of them to tak a step forward. "Ma'am we need you to come into custody. You are a wanted criminal in many places and we must arrest you." One cops said. There were three cops. She could tell. One cop wouldn't dare to approach her alone and two must be stupid to try.

Zilla slid her knife out of her belt with lightning speed and threw it at one cop, getting him right in the eye. She swung her baseball bat at the other two and took them both out, hopefully breaking a few bones in the making. She glared down at them. Her good mood was uterly ruined by those stupid cops. She knelt down beside them she took the one guy's shoe and slid it one her own foot, it was even steel toed. She then took her knife from the guy's eyes and stabbed the other two right through the eye too. No mercy for cops.

Zilla then heard a scream. A woman with a baby in a stroller had been watching the whole thing. Zilla stared after her with her blanck expression still on her face. She put the now bloodied knife in her belt and stood up, still looking at the woman with that soul-less expression. The pure terror filled the woman's expression and she ran away scream, but she forgot the child in the stroller. In was screaming and crying too. Zilla walked up to the stroller and looked down at the child. The child seemed to be about four. Still young enough to be in a stroller, but old enough to scar for life.

Zilla took out her knife and leaned down nice and close to the child. "Your mother isn't coming back." She whispered in the kid's ear. It started to scream more, along with cries for its mother. Zilla was debating killing the kid, but that wouldn't be any fun, then the kid wouldn't suffer as much. Instead Zilla slowly carved a grin on the kid's face with her knife, like the joker from Batman. It would scar the kid for life and would also scar the mother mentally, but the kid would bleed to death if the mother didn't come back. Zilla leaft the knife in the baby carridge and ran away. She had other knives.

Zilla was now covered in blood. She would have to go to the lake and wash off. She was about to the exit of the park when somebody popped out infront of her. She fell backwards onto her butt. This person would see the blood, think either something bad had happened to her or realize that she had killed people. She gripped her bat harder ready to swing and run. She also had her brass-knuckles on her other hand. She got up and tried to shove past the person, whiping some of the blood off on them as she did so. "Get out of my way." She hissed.

[Red]

Red ducked. "Whats your problem?" Red snapped. Her ears folded back and her tail went around her waist so it looked like a belt. "Nice moves on those cops." Red said smiling. She liked to watch chaos. She had a knife, that was all except her cat fangs. She could hear the voices of cops. She moved fast and stomped on the top of there heads. Her tail unraveled and her ears perked up. "I don't like snoops." She hiised. Slitting ones throat. "Run" She growled. The other ran and she dropped the one cop.

[coolfluffy]

Zilla stared at the girl as she started to talk. She wasn't really too interested in whatever this person had to say. Compliments or not this kid was annoying. She had tried to hide her tail and ears, but she did it after Zilla had seen them. So this was one of the monsters that Zilla had heard inhabited Nova City. When the girl went and slit the cops throat Zilla started to walk away. Then there was a blade pressed against her neck. Apparently one of the cops had a knife. She could feel him falter. "D-Don't move. I'll kill y-you." He stuttered. Zilla shrugged. Slowly she raised her hand to the guy's knife. He tightened it against he neck, causing blood.

The policeman kicked her bat away and took her knife belt, but apparently he didn't know about her brass-knuckles because he made no move to take them from her. He looked over at his fallen comrad and started tear up. Zilla rolled her eyes. He was such a sissy. She still felt the blood trickling down her neck. She was planning on going to jail where they would heal her wounds, then she would escape and get her weapons back then go on her way with causing mayhem, unless of course that other girl would care to help a fellow murderer out.

[Red]

Red used her stealth. She cut off the mans hand. It fell to the ground. The policeman rolled on the ground panaking. "You shall suffer." Red said smiling. Red began to walk away. Her tail swayed, people back away as she passed. Too scared to attack her. Towards the forest she was going.

[coolfluffy]

Zilla felt the man's hand fall to the ground along with him. She gripped her neck where she was bleeding and knelt down beside the cop. She grabbed the knife that he had used to cut her and held it up to his face. He was still screaming about his severed hand, but when he saw her with the knife he went speechless terror making him silent. With two quick movement she had slashed the knife against his eyes, probably making him blind forever. He screamed. How annoying of him. Zilla then slashed his throat. Only a gurgle came out now as the blood started to pool. There was no hope of surviving for him.

Zilla then looked to where the girl had run off. This girl probably had a bounty over her head too. With a smirk Zilla got up and ran after her. "So what's your name and who do you work for? Do you have any team-mates? My name's... Nilla." Zilla still didn't smile as she did that, just rattled of words in a monotone. She would get on this girl's good side then betray her for the profit. She'd get some address for the money to e delivered to and then rob the money back. A perfect plan.

[Red]

Red didn't answer. She didn't want to answer. "Why does it matter? I am not some happy-go-lucky wanting to make friends at every turn." Red snapped. She was mean, she only helped Zilla because she liked to watch the chaos. She also hated cops so there were two reasons. Her team could be at risk if so.

[freedom]

The death toll rises...the cries of the innocent continue to rain upon the city...to protect it is my mission...our mission...

Seamus watched from afar, too late to intervene in this affair. Apparently things had gotten worse within Nova City, and because of it more were falling victim to unethical murderers. To stop them would be difficult, but the reason was becoming all the more apparent. It had to end, and it had to end soon. But how do you stop that which doesn't care about jail or death or pain? Serving any of these to the criminals only fueled their fire. It was obvious to Seamus that more thought on the matter would be required, and with that he leapt from the top branch and flew away from that which had just happened.

[coolfluffy]

Zilla shrugged. "Screw you. I was trying to make an alley, but apparently not." She growled. What a rude person. Zilla realized that she had forgotten her bat and knives and turned. Zilla turned on her heels. She wasn't going to bother with that stuck up, fool. She grabbed her bat, but realized that the policeman didn't have her knives. Maybe he had thrown them somewhere. Then she heard a branch shake. She wasn't in the mood for anything else right now. She looked up and saw some guy with wings take off into the air. How interesting. At least he hadn't tried to attack her. Finally she forum her knives laying near a tree.

Zilla suddenly felt a wave of guilt wash through her. She sat down, leaning against the tree and stared blankly at he feet. If somebody was to try and fight her right now she wouldn't fight back. It wasn't very often that Zilla felt guilt, but when she did it sometimes even brought her to tears. She went over all the bad and good things she did in her years and the bad things strongly outnumbered the good ones. She put her head in her knees and sighed. Sometimes she wished her mind could just be a normal one, that she could actually get close to somebody without them turning her in or her turning them in, but no. She fear relationships, hated people, had massive mood swings, and was an outlaw. Who would want to get close to her.

Zilla was still bleeding as she stood up and climbed into a tree. Nobody would look for her in a tree. Near the top she curled into the fetal position and just bled. She cried a tiny bit, a few tears slipping down her cheeks. She slowly pulled off her bandana and wrapped it around her neck. She wasn't expecting anybody to come up to her. She suspected the flying guy was already long gone along with the girl who had helped Zilla out. She felt alone.

[Red]

A bullet went through the air. Red bolted, ducking behind rocks when they we're reloading. She covered her ears. The sound of the bullets rang in her ear. She wanted to cry for help, but then they would find her.

[coolfluffy]

Zilla heard gunshots ring out close to her. She stood up in the tree and jumped to the next branch in the other tree. She hated guns. They... brought back bad memories. She really just wanted to stop the bullets. Finally she found a small clearing in the trees where there was a pile of rocks. Behind the rocks was the girl and the source of the guns was four police shooting at the girl. Zilla gripped her head as she memory invaded her mind. She tried to push it away, but it was still there. Her dad falling dead. The man following soon after. Zilla bit her lip.

Zilla pulled out one knife after another and threw each one at a policeman. It each one dead in the chest, not anything major, just something they'd have to go to the hospital for. She jumped down and slowly walked up to them. They reach for their guns, but Zilla got there first. She wasn't planning on harming them further, but she was going to break their guns and take her knives back. She stepped on each one of the weapong, snapping them in half, then took her knives, from the policemen. One tried to fight her off and slashed her on the arm as she reached for her knife. For a second she looked at the gash, but then she grabbed his arm in a strong grip until he dropped the knife.

Zilla took the knife and then stood up. "Call your backup and get them to take you to the hospital." She said over her sholder. Her vioce wasn't mean, or harsh, or even threatning, more like she pitied them. The police looked quite stunned and frankly she was too. She should have just killed them all, but she was in a terrible mood right now and she just wanted to get to that lake, bandage her new arm wound up, and maybe cry for about an hour. She was just about ready to stab anybody who got in her way. She started to march away, in the dirrection of the lake so that she could get washed up. She really didn't care about turning that one girl in anymore.

[Red]

The noise faded away. Red began to bolt, not even pausing. "Gotcha." A policeman said. Red smirked. She jumped up and using her back legs pushed down on his legs. He dropped her. Red was now running again. She had already severed wounds, on her arms and legs.