[Serious/Solo] Deepest Dawn

[Vaetric]

There were lights on the ground. The woman looked down as she saw lanterns search around for her. Futile. She had placed her corset and trousers upon a rack in the clocktower, now was the time to plan her next move. First thing’s first, she needed a map. There was a room beneath where she was, with a person sleeping inside. It was unfortunate, but she needed his blood. Stealthily she walked down the stairs, slowly opening the door. He hadn’t expected someone to come from upstairs, but she had. She didn’t wish to be seen in her undergarments, so when she sunk her teeth into his neck, she was sure to drink him slowly.
After what felt like a lifetime, she had what she needed, she made her way back up. She had exerted herself when she flew in her hybrid form, and she feared the sweat would sink into the clothing, she didn’t want to be smelt, so she left essentials on and the covering behind. She was going to be in her full form anyway, less struggle. She changed on the top of the clocktower, she was taller, bulkier and barely even looked human. She looked like a cross between a human and a bat, even though she wasn’t even in her hybrid form. She jumped off of the tower and flew into the night. She manoeuvred around the houses, left and right before coming across what she was looking for. A general store. One of the doors were open, she clambered onto it and changed back into her human form. She needed blood again to change back, hopefully the people inside were fast asleep. She clambered on in.
“Oi, did you see that?” asked one of the people outside that she didn’t even notice.
“See wot?”
“Uh.. Nuffin, must’ve been my imagination.”
“Come on, we need to find whoever pissed off Fargo.” Fargo. She had a name, unfortunately she had to find out accidently after nearly being found in her undergarments. But anyway, she was inside. The person inside was fast asleep. She walked past him and went downstairs, she entered the store. She had a couple of beli in her hands, she placed it upon the desk and took a map of Loguetown. She went upstairs again, and once more sucked the blood of an innocent. She hated to do so, it disgusted her that she had to sink so low, but it was essential.
She clambered out of the window and jumped, returning to her full transformation once more. After a couple of moments of flying, she heard cries of alarm. Spears were being thrown at her, arrows too. She even heard gunshots, she zig-zagged along. She felt something enter her leg, she went around a corner and lot them, returning to the clocktower.
She returned back to humanity and winced, she’d been hit in the leg with an arrow. She sat down and snapped the shaft. It didn’t look like it hit anything important, but blood loss isn’t what she needed right now.
“Damn it…” She muttered, she needed to find bandages. Also, she couldn’t take any more blood from the one below, so she would have to commandeer his cloth. She crepy downstairs, wincing as she left a small trail of blood, she would have to clean that up later. She took off her shoes and socks, she didn’t want them marred by blood, and entered the room once more.
The man was still fast asleep, what time was it now? She was unsure, but she looked for the general store for quite a while. She looked through his drawers, before finally she found some first aid. Opening the thing, she found some bandages, she cut some off and also cupped her hand with a bit of alcohol, before going out. It was cold outside, but she noticed that day was soon coming, it was dawn.
She slowly pulled out the arrow head, easing it around as to minimalize damage, as soon as sit came out she splashed the wound with alcohol, her wound burned. She let out a small shout of pain, before wrapping it around with bandages.
“Blood?” she heard someone downstairs. She quickly wrapped the bandage around as quickly as possible before darting to her clothes, albeit with a limp. She put on her trousers as she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. “Who’re you?” the man asked, he had a snake tattoo on his head.
“Who do you work for?” She countered, reaching for her corset before he started running toward her.
“Oi! I ask the que-oh, hello!” he stopped mid-sentence as soon as he saw her fully. “Looking for a bit of excitement, are ye?” he asked.
She kicked him in the face.
He fell down, grunting in anger. She leapt on top of him and held him down. “I said, who do you work for? Where is your base?”
“I ain’t telling you, you bloody exhibitionist bitch!” said, rage lending him strength he pushed her away and leapt on top of her so that the situations were reversed. “Y’know, these sort of things start with a name.” he asked, “But you’ve made me kiiinda angry, so I think I’m just gonna skip.” He said, looking down.
She bared her fangs and wrapped her legs around him, sinking her teeth into him he let go of her arms to move them to her head, she responded mby wrapping her arms around them too. She quickly drank some of his blood, causing his hair to turn a little white.
“Stop!” he wheezed, when she was done he loked a little worse for wear.
“Changed your mind?” She asked dryly.
“N-northern part.. Tavern..” She gave him a little bit of his blood back, pumping it into his veins, though not so much as that he’d be back to full strength. “The password is ‘Bonton!” he said, before she punched him in the temple, knocking him out.
Pushing him off of her, she walked over to the table and sat down, northern part… She looked to the map, she was around in the south, she needed to go all the way past Roger’s platform. She dragged the man back into his house in the clocktower and relocated the rest of her clothes inside. She took a shower, before sitting down onto the seat and thinking her next move. She was pretty much going in blind, she thought as she redressed her bandages. This clocktower would be her base of operations, she had tied up the man, all she needed to do now was deal with the people who knew her face.
“Bididididididi. Bididididididi.” She heard a den-den mushi. She picked it up.
“Gozi, there’s a harlot running around, she took out one of our groups. She’s got black hair and uses a small crossbow.”
“Yes, she does.” She said, and put the receiver back onto the mushi. They knew where she was now, hopefully they’d bring all of the people who knew her face, and then she’d take them out. A couple of minutes later, she was fully dressed. She limped down the stairs and sat upon the bottom one, looking at the door. She loaded a Pepper bolt and aimed it at the door. After a couple of minutes, the door banged open, and people began to flood the place, they were the same people who tried to confront her earlier. She fired. Around three of them started to sneeze, and she limped up the stairs.
“Keep running yer big arse up there!” the leader called to her. “Get her before she changes again!” he ordered his men, when all of them were in, she slammed the door shut. They were in healthy condition, she was not, but she had the advantage of being on the defence, she tugged a string and glass bottles fell down the stairs toward them, shattering and causing howls of pain. Two down, quite a few more to go.
Soon she reached the first room, it was full of boxes of… Things. Clock things. She pushed the crates over to the door. Individually they weren’t all that taxing, but soon they built up. She went up the stairs once more, she heard the sound of people straining against the door. She picked out a cherry bomb, taking a torch and preparing to light it. Some of them were exhausted and exerted after pushing all of the boxes out of the way, so they stayed behind to catch their breath. She lit the small explosive and tossed it down the stairs, it exploded near one of their legs, causing the victim to cry out in pain and fall down the stairs with the rest with him.
She made it to the second room. Hopefully she’d thinned out some of their numbers. She loaded another crossbow bolt, this time an oil one and sat upon a chair, she was going to fire at the stairs and make it slippery after they’d opened the door.
Instead, they chose to slam it open and throw a bottle at her, she dived away, losing her chance to fire and they ran up and grabbed her. “You’re in trouble now, girlie.” The leader said. “What did you do with Gozi?!” he shouted, slapping her in the face.
“He’s.. Upstairs.” She said, frowning at him. She had the blood from him upstairs, she could change into her full form and-they placed something on her face, she blanked out.
 
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