Crimla

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Snarky Wight
Percy sighed, shoving his hands in his coat pockets as he strolled down the cracked road, weaving though abandoned and run down cars.


"This sucks, I drag myself all the way to some desolate city in Germany and nothing, not even one spooky thing." 


Hopping up onto the hood of an old minivan, the undead let out a yawn, plopping himself down and leaning back.


"Well Apex, I'm taking a nap, wake me if anything interesting happens"


and with that, he closed his eyes, drifting off.
 
"Well, maybe you should look harder". 


Sitting on the hood, was a blackcat with wide, golden brown eyes, staring at Percy.
 
"Gah! Son of a-" 


Startled, Percy jumped up, eyes darting left and right.


"Ha ha, very funny. Now who the hell is there?" 


Reaching into his jacket pocket, Percy retrieved a small pocket knife, flicking the blade out.
 
The cat yawned, scratching behind it's ears.


"You humans are stupider than I thought,"


"...And smell incredibly bad." The cat murmured, leaning forward and sniffing the albino.
 
From behind the corner, the girl lets out an audible snort and mutters to herself, "Won't argue with that."
 
Percy blinked.


"a talking cat. Of all things. A talking cat."


he moved away from the feline, pocketing the knife, hands shoved back in pockets.


"well for one, I'm ex-human, and two, I clean daily, thank you very much"
 
Willa steps around the corner to more easily view the situation, climbing over a pile of rubble in the process. The girl freezes when her foot dislodges a piece of rubble, sending it clattering down loudly. "Uh oh."
 
Percy looked up at the crumbling rubble, before shrugging it off.


"must just be the old city"


he turned back to the cat.


"so what do you want with me?"
 
"Well im not sure, fur ball"


Percy rolled his eyes, patting the cat on the head, giving it a grin.


"by the way, do you have a name?"
 
The cat snorted, biting his hand. 


"You stench of death, wight".


The cat humpfed, leaping off the car. 


"And if I did have a name, why would I tell you?" 
 
A lone woman walked into the city, she had her gun drawn and looked around her with her only eye.


"I wonder where everyone gone..." She said under her breath.


She then noticed Percy and a cat, finally someone alive in this tomb of concrete! But she was smart, and her instinct was telling her to don't trust them.


She walked near Percy with her gun hidden inside her coat and looked warily at him.


"Hey kiddo, what's the road for Chicago? Actually... Are we in Illinois, at least?"
 
Percy shrugged it off.


"and you smell like trash, mangy fleabag. My names percy, by the way"


he resumed his walk down the street, glancing back at the cat, and the new arrival. 


"chicago? thats on the other side of the planet. This is Crimla, Germany."
 
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"Germany?!? Man I don't even remember booking a flight..." She said in a sarcastic tone.


She looked around, her lone icy eye looking at the rubble and the few corpses on the street.


"What happened to this city? I recall the war ending 30 years ago..." She still had her hand inside her coat, and one could either say she was injured or that she was hiding something.
 
The cat snorted.


"I'm no cat, idiot."


The cat leaped off the hood, shifting into a girl. The girl put her hands behind her head, casually walking past Percy


"You'd think people would know their creatures nowadays."
 
Percy stared at the girl who was a cat moments ago, before muttering something to himself, then turning to face the older woman.


"No one really knows. this whole city kinda got slaughtered" 


The wight gestured to the corpses that were strewn about the street


" Poor bastards. Anyway, i'm here on rumors of something nasty in the city, like a monster, of sorts. Infact, the locals told me... it was a shapeshifter"
 
She quickly took out her gun but kept it low, as if she was trying to don't make a fuss if she was wrong


"A shapeshifter? Like her?" She looked at the girl in wariness and with a stare that would kill even before the gun would do.


"To think a single monster slaughtered an entire city... What are the odds..." She said with a little smirk.
 
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"Maybe. who knows. I mean , we should probably look at the bodies to be sure, right?"


He shrugged, letting a grin crease his lips " who knows, maybe they offed eachother. 


and before we get too hasty, lets have a little meet 'n greet, perhaps? I wanna know the names of the people I might kill, and the names Granny and fleabag don't seem fitting. So lets try this again.  I'm Percy, who are you two?"
 
The girl snorted once more.


"I'm not a shapeshifter, biggots. I'm a nagual, there is a difference."


The girl tucked her hands in her denim jacket, mumbling. 


"And so what if people got slaughtered? Mundanes are obsolete and don't matter."
 
"Name's Jane, and I'm not old enough to be called granny, kiddo" she said with a slightly aggressive tone.


Jane poked a corpse with her foot as if she was making sure it was actually dead, but no emotion could be catches from her.


"Besides, I don't know you're babbling about sweety... What are you some sort of witch or a lab freak?" She still had her gun with her, ready to fire if Percy tried to do something funny.
 
"The name is Sonja."


Sonja glared at Percy and Jane, crossing her arms. 


"I'm not a fleabag, and I don't consider myself a witch, Gran."
 
"Nice to meet you both" Percy's grin grew wider


"while i'm certainly no longer human, I prefer the term, undead to freak...


yeah, I know you're hungry, its all you've been talking about. Well behave, and i'll let you eat"
 
Rolling his eyes, Percy looked to sonja


"wasn't talking to you. my 'friend' won't shut up. Here, i'll introduce you."


He pulled out the knife from earlier, placing it against a major artery on his neck.
 
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