Making an Odd Scene(Open)

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You tried to kill me. Target number seven: Jaques Murinov. You b*stard. Shopping in a mall with your family? They probably don't know your crimes do they? Pity. You will die. I'll have revenge. Your pig buddies better come. I need a challenge anyway.
Dax's eyes slowly opened as he drifted out of thought. For once the mouse had his hawaiin shirt buttoned. Unfortunately, the reason for such an occasion was merciless revenge.

The mouse slowly got up from the bench he was sitting at and began to walk towards his target. They were located in the center of the bottom floor of the mall.

Dax's eyes narrowed with a burning hate. If only he could've found a way to sneak in his ak, or his shotgun. Oh well. It made things interesting.

His tail flicked back and forth as a frown grew on his face.
I'm actually sorry your daughter and wife must experience this. Though, you deserve this so bad, I can't hesitate. What was a cop like you taking bribes from a gang anyway?
At the end of this thought he was now finally within ten yards of the hedgehog family. Five. Three. Within yard two he started reaching into his shirt, and then was able to put his magnum to Jaques' head. His sixteen year old daughter and wife dropped their bags and screamed, backing up.

Time seemed to slow down for Dax. He could hear the clicks of security guards' pistols. He could hear screams igniting throughout the mall. People and mobians began to shuffle around the scene and watch in awe.
Dax blinked, looking and forth, ignoring Jaques' pleading cries, and shouts. After all, the main thing Jaques would say was 'you're supposed to be dead!

The handsome mouse scowled as time seemed to go to its normal pace.
" Dead? No. I only wish that. Pain is second nature to me because of people like you Jaques. You tried to kill me. You and a few other dirty cops helped my gang try to kill me. So, before I blow your brains out, you'll tell me where I can find them. Or, I can kill your beautiful daughter too. That's always a possibility." Dax demanded, pulling back the hammer on the magnum.

The mouse's ears perked. Repeated commands by the security to drop his weapon echoed throughout his head. He blinked once before time slowed and he drifted into thought again. How badly he wanted the fat gray hedgehog to die right now...

[€l SonikkÜ]

Of all things to be expected at the mall, Tyran sure didn't expect this.

A black hedgehog with ruby eyes circled behind the ranks of security gaurds, trying to find a break in the paniced growd to be able to catch a good enough view of what was happening. Some rat was pulling a gun on a family dude? Maybe it was a mugging or something lame like that withen the fine line of what Westopolians called "ordinary". Everybody wanted to be a bad*ss, and somebody always got shot somewhere down that road to hypicracy. Was Tyran any better? Well, that lied withen the eye of the beholder. TYRAN certainly didn't think lowly enough of himself to believe that he was just a street punk like the growing minority of Westopolis, no better or worse than that Scorch fellow, whom he heard also weilded fire. However, what Tyran didn't know was that his mission was remarkably similar to the mouse who held the magnum.

He paused behind the row of human gaurds, his red eyes gleaming in intrest to see what would happen next. Hey, maybe this could be one of those interactive crimescenes, it wouldn't be Tyran's first.

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The Ghost's half open eyes looked deep into Jaques' eyes, digging through the fear that was in his eyes; it was exactly what he wanted. His revenge would taste great, and then, after this he could move on to target eight, and the gang. The gang that he once called family. The gang whom betrayed him.

The sound of the magnum rolled throughout the mall. Jaques twitched then fell to the ground lifeless.

"I got him!" The head guard yelled, firing. He shot over the mom and duaghter who were weeping and holding Jaques' dead body, and the bullet slammed into Dax's head.

The mouse grunted and staggered over to the mall's fountain falling into it, giving a good splash. Blood began to mix with the once clean water.

The guard's gave nods to eachother and started to clean up the mess, only to put their guard down, and make the biggest mistake of their life. Within fifteen seconds later, Dax began to stand up, the bullet falling from the side of his head, and the wound slowly starting to close up.
His eyes narrowed, and he put a glareof rage on, before starting to shoot the other cops...

[€l SonikkÜ]

Tyran watched the cop ownage, then shrugged and started to walk away. Party's over.

Or not.

Out of the corner of his crimison eye, Tyran swore he saw movement, but didn't think about it until Dax stood all the way to his feet. The black hedgehog paused in mid step, pricking his ears at the mouse as the bullet fell to the ground and his wound closed. What in heck?! Was this some sort of witchcraft or something?! This guy couldn't be immortal...could he?

Tyran moved behind one of the short walls that seperated the eatery from the main hall, peeking from behind a large flower pot of bamboo. A game smirk came to his face as he watched one of the gaurds dart past, only to get shot before he reached cover and Tyran pulled himself farther behind the wall momentarily as he past. Immortal witchcraft or not, Tyran knew action when he saw it, and this would be heck-loads of fun if he played it right. Which, after all, he "always" did.

The temperature in the room began to rise rapidly by the degree, and the dark, almost demonic looking hedgehog stepped out into the open, "Hey rat!" He called as he watched the last gaurd fall, to never rise again, "Is all this really nessisary? Or are you just some sick minded urban freak?"

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Dripping wet from the fountain, Dax stepped out and watched as mall occupants fled for their lives. After he had put a bullet in the last guard's head, he glanced over to Tyran who addressed him in a rather frustrating way.

He began to walk by Tyran, snickering and trying to ignore the heat.
" I have no agenda with you. I seek vengeance. So, I'll pretend you didn't say that." The mouse mumbled, and began to walk casually by Tyran.

Well, as soon as he made it past Tyran, he was greeted by one more guard.
The guard ran towards the mouse with his nightstick, swinging down at Dax's head. The mouse caught it with a gloved hand and growled.
" Well, look's like I forgot one." He muttered. He jumped up and kicked the guard in the head, causing the guard to do a corkscrew spin and land on the ground.

The guard grunted and pulled a walkie out.
" Get cops...to the mall no-" Unfortunately he didn't get to finish his sentence because a magnum bullet struck his heart.
Blowing smoke from the barrel the mouse looked at Tyran.
" I suggest you get outta here."

[€l SonikkÜ]

Tyran's smirk narrowed to a smile, hiding his unusually sharp canines he'd been flashing. His color hadn't been the only thing altered all those years ago. 'Coarse, Tyran wasn't afraid of this guy in the least. Maybe he should be, considering Dax could regenerate. But fear was an emotion that was hard to enduce with this firey hedgehog. Like the trust of a loner, it was hard to obtain.

"I suggest you watch your attitude around the real city big dogs." He said with a casual strech, "What crawled up your *Ss and died anyway? Did Tom put a little too much TNT in your mousetrap or something?"

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The mouse slipped a toothpick into his mouth from his pocket and smirked. 'The Ghost' glanced around before picking up the one guard's pistol. Now he could duel wield and have a better chance for the probably large amount of cops that were coming for him.

Like Tyran, Dax was a loner. It didn't use to be that way until two weeks ago. Two weeks before Christmas, and his birthday...Now though, his trust was severed into many strands. Only the 'lucky' could probably get a strand of trust. Thus being said, the mouse constantly kept his eyes on Tyran.

" I was betrayed by those close to me, and a few bad cops like that f*cker over there," he began pointing at Jaques with the magnum, " my whole gang, everything betrayed me, tried to kill me. Otherwise, its non of your business, big city dog." He scowled with a slight sign of mockery in his tone.

[€l SonikkÜ]

Tyran pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, and it lit on it's own with the wooshing sound of ignition before he stuck it in his mouth, "I'm looking for somebody myself." He said, "He killed my family and destroyed my village....among other things." He shruged, exhaling a breath of smoke, "But there's always a better sop story, and this isn't the place to compare. You need to beat it before the cops get here and the genocide continues, or I deside to blast your rat*ss to the moon."

((sort, sorry. I'm still trying to work out the bugs in his personality)

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Dax gave a gamely grin and shook his head. This guy thought he was bad*ss? Dax didn't try to be bad*ss or anything, he just craved revenge. The mouse turned to walk away, but then his ears perked. Sirens could be heard outside the mall, and he could hear cops start to enter the mall. Swat and everything. Though, one thing caught his attention.

The mouse's blue eyes narrowed, and his ears flattened. His tail stopped flickering back and forth, and he bit down hard on the toothpick, breaking it.
He turned to Tyran.

" Well, I'm sorry to hear about your family," he began, a growl developing in his throat, " and I'm sorry you think you're firing my *ss to the moon. I've got someone else I've got to eliminate. So, I'm giving you a choice," he explained in more detail, beinning to load the one cop pistol fully.
" Be on my side and leave, cause surely you know what it feels like to have the hate burn within you, when you've lost everything. Or, you could join them. Your choice. " Dax finished. He could hear the swat and cops starting to head towards the center of the mall now...

[€l SonikkÜ]

"MY choise?" Tyran repeated, "Oh what a lucky b*st*rd I am! I get to choose my own fate!" His condemning smirk returned, and his ears coc.ked at different angles, the temperature rising again in a noticable rate, "I choose....neither."

He jumped and whirled his foot to slam into Dax gun-hand to knock his weapon away, just as his body was engulfed in melting-hot flames.

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"Sh*t!" Dax grunted. He bent backwards and held his gun away from Tyran, dodging the kick barely, and then rolled backwards, and got to his feet.

The swat team and cops did not hesitate to fire. They fired at both Tyran and Dax, possibly looking at Tyran as an accomplice. Ignoring Tyran, Dax kept his distance from the hedgehog, and ran towards one of the stores.
Just able to outrun the bullets, he dove through the glass of a nearby coffee shop in the mall.

Ignoring his wounds from the glass, he tipped over multiple tables, and set up a wall for himself.
He then began to fire at any man who began to approach him, killing six immediately.

He then glanced at Tyran after ducking from a flurry of bullets.
" Hey! I'm not your d*mn enemy you hear me?!"