22 October 2012
The girl screamed. But not an ordinary one. It was high pitched, and broke all the glass windows in the cafe. Everyone blocked their ears and held on to their nailed in table so they didn't get blasted away. Unlucky for the assassin waitress, she fell off the counter, her bun of dark red hair falling down. "Listen. I'm just doing my job, pays the bills, y'know?" The waitress plead. "No, I wouldn't. I'm ten." Says the girl. "Shut it prissy!" "I have a name, but I can't tell you it. I'm the unicorn, not my choice, for your information." "That's great! Not really. So what do you do? Shoot rainbows outta your hands or something?" The waitress made flicking gestures with her pale hands. "I can scream and make you def, I can fly by just pressing a button on my hi-tops and I can hypnotise you and many other stuff. Do you think that's hand rainbows? I can make your life a nightmare." Unicorn kicks the assassin in the gut, "Who do you work for? Who hired you?" Unicorn asks. "Aren't you lovely?" Another kick to the gut. "Fine! I'll squel! I work for Caine! Caine Lex! Happy! Oh I'm dead! I know it!!!" She says. "I hate that guy." Unicorn says. "Who is he?" Darren's first word since this situation happened. "He's a trader. You want a loan off him, you have to pay it back by a certain time or else it's your life." The waitress pulled out a phone and put it to her ear. Unicorn screamed, that horrible, deafening scream, and the phone dropped to the ground, screen cracked. "Fools! All I had to do was press a button and Chaise will send men and they'll be here any second! Here they come now! And you cant stop 'em!"Screamed the waitress. People began to flood out the cafe door. "We have to go," unicorn spoke up over the crowd. "Right behind you," Darren called after her as they ran out of the cafe. She pressed a purple button disguised on her hit tops. She put her arm around Darren's waist and they flew up into the sky. "I'm Rachel, by the way, and never ever call me unicorn. I'm R-Kid, by the way." R-kid said. "Darren, or as people know me, Black Panther. But you problably knew that." "Yup. I was hired to save you from that insane assassin. Caine Lex is a bad person. Don't wanna mess with him, but I think we just did. That assassin was his girlfriend. We're dead meat." "Well." "Do you wanna get your stuff? You know, your Black Panther stuff? Someone wants to see you." "Oh? Ok?"
Darren entered the front door of his apartment. He made his way to the wardrobe in his bedroom and took out his black turtle neck, black trousers (they were tight, but not as tight that they stopped the blood flow in your leg), a black piece of fabric that went around his eyes, two holes so he could see and the two panther ears that stayed on his hair without clicking. He watched in the mirror as his fake brown hair turned to his natural shade of ginger. See, those ears were top secret devices that could disguise your hair, and turn your face into someone else's, they produced tiny bombs, explosive in the right and smoke in the left, and he put contacts in so he could contact people and last, strapped his two swords in a 'X' way on his back. He slipped through the front door and found R-kid. She looked up from her phone and clicked the purple button.
Once again they were in the air, heading in the direction of the cafe. Black smoke emerged from that direction. "We gotta problem. Yeah so Caine's little girlfriend called them and they're looking for you. HQ informed me. Drop attact?" Rachel said worryingly. "Drop attach." He agreed. He dropped down on a thug dressed in dark blue with the logo, 'C L' written in fancy swirly letters linking together at the tip of the bottom of the 'C' to the top of the 'L'. Caine Lex, thought Darren. He landed on his head and flipped him over, so Darren was leaning over the thugs head. "Who do you think you are, eh? Tormenting Caine's girlfriend like that? You're gonna pay!" Thug cried. But before he could, Darren kicked him the gut. He was cold out. A lesson Sensai Blue had thought him. He summer salted onto a guy, pushing him flat on his face. Fire and smoke and glass breaking. He saw R-kid kicking some guy in the gut and thugs pushing over stands. He jumped on another two, bombed another four and cut another for he was robbing a hopeless old lady passing by not noticing the fight. He slid the sword with the blue ribbon on the handle for comfort in his holder on his back as a helicopter landed in the middle of the street and emerged, wearing a navy tux with that C and L on his chest, was Caine Lex.
Black Panther 2 • Opuss № I