Who are you...?

Hanna laughed. "I'll have to take a rain check on that, Hani." She managed to stick her blade somewhere and twist out of his grasp, though with marks where he had gotten her.
 
She winces, manages to pull away and run a short distance, holding her neck. "No vital spots..." She mutters in relief. "He missed..." Looks up suddenly and swears, realizing she ran in the same direction as the girls
 
She looks around, almost panicked, and makes a move almost like she's praying before sinking into the shadows of the walls.
 
The sisters were still sitting in one of the many dark alleys, eating oreos. Suddenly Lira asked softly, "So who was that?"


Sonya responded simply, "A stupid brute who wanted to take me away and kill you."


Lira shivered then leaned against Sonya's side in a cuddly way. Normally Sonya would have glared and stood up, but she stayed put this time, though didn't speak. Instead she scanned the area for the 'brute'.
 
A roar was heard in the distance. Hannibal leaves hanna on the ground, injured as he looked for the sisters.


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Hearing a few roars Sonya stood up abruptly and commanded in a low and stern tone, "Stay hidden here, don't move an inch until I come and get you." Then she briskly went toward the roar, or towards Hanna and Hannibal.
 
Sonya scowled softly then whipped out her sword, aiming it right at Hannibal's chest. She was quite agile as well, and would likely be able to dodge some of his attacks. Especially if he planned to lunge at her in mere moments.
 
" you.... Will.... Die!!!" He said out of pure fury. He scratched sonya in the torso, nice and deep.


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Hissing now, she suddenly twisted into a curved shape to dodge the claws aimed at her abdomen. Then she backed up a few steps quickly, and readied her sword and body into a defensive stance. She may not be as strong as him or many others, but she was still skilled enough to at least keep herself alive.
 
Sonya shrieked, a pain suddenly in her head upon impact with the brick wall. Oh no he didn't. She thought, pushing herself back to her feet with a glare and set jaw. Until she got dizzy and had to weaken her hold on her weapon and bring her other hand to her temple. Her vision went a bit black and fuzzy and unless attacked again, wouldn't move in anyway, except stumble slightly. Ouch. Walls hurt.
 
"Who said I deliberately challenged you?" She grumbled, holding her palm against her temple and rubbing harshly as if it would force the blackness out of her sight. "Leave me alone." She commanded, though it was more of a hiss or harsh whisper.
 
He slowly calms down and walks to her. "You are victorious." He said. "You have taken enough abuse to gain my respect."


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She glared, suddenly mad again. "Abuse? So you think my parents did this to me? Or that all my scars mean something?- Are you judging me?!" The sword that had been resting at her side, was suddenly raised and pointed at him again. She hated pity, of any kind, and she thought this was some small form of just that.
 
"No, i tested you to see if you are tougher than you look." Hannibal kneels before her. "I need help in killing my elder sister, Lucifer, so i test people to see if they can handle my kind."


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"Oh really. That really makes sense." She snorted sarcastically, her glare never softening. "I don't help anyone." She said sourly, blade slightly lowering, but not much. She was one of the girls that never trusted or helped anyone.
 
"By who? Because I have no idea sense we're in a city filled with people.." She muttered sarcastically.
 
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