Resurrection [Daxam & MegaraFoxfire]

[Daxam]

It's oddly deserted today, Isaac thinks as he walk down the sidewalk, listening to the iPod he found when he woke up a few weeks ago. Usually, it being about five in the afternoon, the street would be crowded with people eager to get home after a long day of work.


As he passes an electronics store, he stops and look through the window at the televisions on display, all on the local news channel. "It has been three months since the disappearances have started," the anchorwoman was saying. "Local authorities, in collaboration with federal investigators, still have not turned up any leads as to who's behind it..."


The rest of the report is lost to him as his other self starts speaking. They're never gonna be found, Vincent says in his mind.


"Shut up," Isaac replies, turning away from the window and continuing with his walk.


Heh, be careful, Vincent warns, a bad temper isn't exactly popular with the ladies.

Isaac sighs out loud. As he passes by an alley, some movement catches his eye. Looking into the shadows created by the surrounding buildings, he manages to make out the shapes of three fairly large individuals towering over the cowering form of a small businessman. "Alright, listen here," the largest guy, obviously the leader, says, "just give us all your money and we'll leave you alone."


"Please, just go away," the small man says, "I don't have anything!"


"Oh, really?" the smallest of the three says. He picks the man up by the lapels of his tan suit and says, "A suit like this don't come cheap, does it?"


"Hold his arms," the leader tells the smaller guy. Turning to the third guy, who looked about as round as a softball and several times larger, he orders, "Show him why it's a bad idea to lie to us."


The man pulls a switchblade out of his pocket and moves toward the wide-eyed, squirming man. Before he can take a step, Isaac calls into the alley, "I'd put that away and let him go if I were you."


All four of them look at him. The fat man says, "Who the hell do you think you are?"


Pulling his headphones away from his ears and taking his jacket off, revealing his one-sleeved shirt, he says, "Y'know, I'm not even really sure. I just know I can't stand people like you three."


The three thugs exchange confused looks. The small guy lets go of the man and pulls out a set of knuckles. "Why don't you beat it, kiddie," he warns, "before your parents have to pay for an early funeral."


Shrugging, Isaac steps forward. "Not an option, I'm afraid."


After glancing at his boss, who nods, the man charges, readying his arm for a punch. As he throws his fist forward, Isaac reacts instinctively. Ducking under his arm, Isaac grabs his wrist in one hand, his belt in the other. Using his speed against him, he throws him onto the ground headfirst, knocking him out cold.


As Isaac stands, the fat guy charges, drawing his knife back. A look of confusion passes over his face as he catches his empty fist in his left hand. In his hand is the plastic handle, the blade missing. He looks up at Isaac and gasps.


Floating next to Isaac's head are globules of a dark-colored metallic liquid surrounded by a black mist of carbon. He lifts his right hand, the markings running down his arm glowing a soft silver, and the iron flows over his hand, coming to rest just above his palm. The iron absorbs the carbon and, about ninety seconds later, takes on a shining silver color. The man's eyes widen even further as the newly-formed steel molds into the shape of a blade. Isaac lifts his hand in front of the fat man's face, the blade pointing at his eye. Looking at him, then his leader, Isaac, with a little influence from Vincent, says, "Run, unless you want to feel unimaginable pain."


The words are barely out of his mouth when the leader runs past him, practically scraping along the wall of the building in an effort to stay as far away from Isaac as possible, nearly trips over his unconscious friend, and disappears around the corner. The fat guy rips his hand out of his and races to catch up. Isaac drops the blade and it melts into the ground as he turns to the businessman. He flinches as Isaac holds his hand out to help him up, but takes it after he realizes he won't hurt him. "You all right?" Isaac asks as he pulls him up.


"Y-yeah," he replies.


"Good," Isaac replies. "Take care getting home." He turns and starts walking away.


"Wait!" the man calls after me. "Who are you?"


Isaac looks back and smiles. "Oh, no one special." He turns the corner, throws his jacket back on, powers up his iPod, and continues his walk.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Avery was sitting in the office of the police chief, waiting. She hated waiting. It was the biggest waste of time in her mind. Waiting for another human being to get done with their other business and to get to you, then to go on with the resting of the waiting world. Avery sighed and shook her head. "I have got to stop listening to Uncle Arty...its making me sound like a nut case" Then the door opened and the chief walked in. He looked at her and said "So, your the agent they sent us? Ms..." Avery stood and shook the man's hand, a smile on her face. "Avery Shadows, sir. And yes, I'm the one they sent. I believe your missing person's case is right up my...skill set" He nodded and handed her a file. "I hate to rush you to work, but I have about a dozen of people asking me what I'm doing about people going missing. What is your plan of asction if I can ask?" Avery smiled as she took the file and grabbed her jacket and her shades. "I intend to find these people, sir. And stop the men doing this...that's my plan" She nodded to him and slipped out the door, heading out of the building. Okay, so there might ahve been a little white lie in there. She did intend to find the missing. And stop the nut jobs. But she was no agent of the FBI or CIA or anybody the police chief would know. Nope, she was an agent of a one of a kind group that only had two members. Her, and her very furry and very big partner, Bane.

Avery walked out of the building, slipping her shades on as she looked around. Yep, this was going to be a big job. But she was very good at what she did. And that was hunting down bad guys and making them wish they hadn't been born...

[Daxam]

Why don't we stop off at the diner or something? Vincent suggests after Isaac asked what they should do. We haven't eaten anything since breakfast.

If you could call that breakfast, Isaac replies, remembering the two pieces of toast and orange juice he had. But, what makes you think that we'll get anything more from there?

They like you and they might give us a nice discount.

I'm not gonna use them like-- Isaac says, the sudden sound of his stomach growling interrupting him. After a moment, he says, Fine, you win.

After a few more minutes of continuing in the same direction, Isaac turns left and the diner comes in sight. Walking up to the door, he pushes it open and, surprised, finds it completely empty. Even with these abductions going on at night, there's usually one or two others sitting here, Isaac says.

Forget them, where's the cook?! Vincent exclaims.

Looking around, Isaac sees that he's right. Not even the cook is to be seen through the pick-up window. Isaac walks into the kitchen and touches the surface of the grill. It's cool...If I'm right, it hasn't been used at all today. Isaac starts at the sound of something clattering to the ground. Instinctively, he draws a stream of iron from the ground and forms a small knife. Creeping toward the door where the sound came from, a cleaning closet, from the looks of it, he holds the knife close to his chest and grips the doorknob with his left hand. Throwing it open, he lowers his stance, ready for a fight, but relaxes as soon as he sees the frail form cowering in the shadows. "Mrs. Wilson?" he asks, letting the knife revert back into liquid metal.

The old woman looks up and, tears in her eyes, whispers, "Isaac...he's gone...they took my husband..." then passes out.

"Damn it!" Isaac swears, racing for the phone and dialing 911. He tells the operator to send an ambulance and, after bringing Mrs. Wilson out of the closet and laying her on the counter, Isaac sits on one of the stools and waits.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Avery was sitting in her warehouse loft, looking over the file she had picked up. She was studying it carefully when she heard heavy footsteps and breathing. She smiled and said "happy hunting I hope, bane?" She turned slightly to see a huge wolf appear out of the shadows and walk to her side. He chuckled and said "you could say that....you got the file already?" She nodded and said "the poor chief didn't even ask for ID....real easy to play off as an agent. You find anything useful?" He shook his head and said "nothing we haven't heard already..." Just then the police scanner in the table crackled and a voice said "diner on fourth and maple just received a 911 call. Caller says there is a woman maybe injured and her husband kidnapped" Avery looked at bane and said "that's not far from here..." She grabbed her jacket and ran thru the door....

Avery and bane was watching the scene from across the street, bane now looking like a smaller wolf with a collar on. Avery was leaning against the wall in the ally way, her eyes on the cops working the scene. Bane said quietly "it's the same like before..." She nodded, her eyes reading everything. Bane said "we need to get inside..." She shook her head "no need. It's been hours since they were taken...nothing fresh" bane nodded and said "your shadows picking anything else up?" She nodded and said "a kid found the woman...a regular to the place....if I can I would like to get a word with him..." Bane nodded and said "got it..."'

[Daxam]

Isaac and a cop are sitting at the counter. Isaac just went through what happened for the third time that night and Vincent's irritation is starting to leak through. "So, you're saying you just came in and found her hiding out in the closet?"

"I don't see how repeating myself again is gonna help matters," Isaac replies.

"We're just trying to get as much information as we can," the cop patiently explains. "The more information we have, the faster we can find the victim."

"Mr. Wilson," Isaac states.

"Sorry, the sooner we can find Mr. Wilson. Now, then, when you walked in, was anything amiss? Any sign of a struggle?"

Isaac retraces his steps from the moment he called the police. After a moment, he says, "No, nothing. The only thing that was strange was Mrs. Wilson hiding out in the closet. That, and the grill was cold, like it wasn't used all day."

The cop writes something down in his notebook. "That'll be all for now. I suggest you go home and go to bed. We'll let you know if we find anything out."

Isaac nods and walks out of the diner and past the police milling around outside. You know as well as I do that they won't find the old man, Vincent says.

You don't know that, Isaac snaps, crossing the street, not noticing the woman and her dog watching him.

Whatever...By the way, you just passed by a gorgeous woman, and you didn't even notice!

Isaac stops and turns around, seeing the two of them. "Can I help you?" he asks.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Bane blinked, then looked up at Avery who was studying the scene still. Under her shades her eyes were glowing. Bane sighed and hit her with his tail. She blinked then looked at the young man. "Oh, hey there. Um, I was just wondering what happened here? I heard that more people went missing?" She studied the boy carefully, her eyes not golwing this time. *Can't let him see that side of me* She thought as she moved from the wall. "YOu look like you could use a bite to eat. I was just going out to get a slice, if you would like to join me?" Bane barked, sticking his tongue out. He tried to act like a normal dog. Though he felt like a moron doing so.

[Daxam]

Isaac studies the young woman and her dog wearily. Living on the streets, like Isaac does, one starts to be wary of who to trust and who'll be quick to stab you in the back. After a moment, and much urging from Vincent, he decides to trust her. Shrugging, he says, "Alright, I'll come with you."

As he follows her, Vincent says, Please, please, let me take over, just for a minute. I promise, I won't get you into trouble...well, much, anyway.

Forget it, Isaac replies. I don't need a repeat of what happened last time. We still don't know how we wound up sleeping on that crane.

One time, Isaac! It happens one time and I never hear the end of it!

That's because it happened last week!

Vincent starts to say something, but Isaac ignores him and, instead turns to the woman and says, "So, we're going to get something to eat together and you haven't even introduced yourself yet. I'm Isaac, by the way."

[MegaraFoxfire]

Avery looked at him then said "Avery...and this is Bane." Bane barked again. Then he looked at her. *Ave...this is not a good idea.* She shook her head, telling him to save it for now. She needed to get a feel for the diner and this guy was her only lead. She smiled at him and said "I am new in town. I heard about all those people going missing. What is that about?" Bane sighed and walked ahead of them. He hated when she did this. Why could she just do her thing on people. But no, only to those who won't talk. It could hurt them. He sighed again and Avery reached up and fixed her shades. She lead them to a hole in the wall pizza place she always went to. It was dark, quiet, and there was a back door just in case of a need of a quick get away

[Daxam]

Isaac watches as the woman, Avery, adjusts her sunglasses. Why's she wearing those inside? he half-wonders to himself, half-asks Vincent.

Beats me. She might have sensitive eyes or something, he answers.

Isaac waits until they're seated to answer her question. "No one knows what's going on. All that's been said is that people just vanish at night. Some news report said that the few witnesses there are claim that people are there one moment, then gone the next. It's been going on for the past three months."

He picks up a menu and glances it over, not particularly hungry after everything that's happened today, but still feeling like he should eat something. He looks at Avery over his menu and asks, "You said that you're new here. If you don't mind me asking, where'd you come from?"

[MegaraFoxfire]

She drank from the glass of water and said "I...come from everywhere and no where. I am a world child" BAne rolled his eyes and laid under her chair. *World child...please not this again...* Avery waved at the waiter and ordered a speical, pizza with everything. Then she looked back at Isaac. "So, why were you talking to the cops before? Did you know the people at the diner or something?" Bane looked up at her and said mentally *Why don't you just shadow the guy already?* She smiled at Isaac as she moved her foot and kicked Bane lightly. *Because, Bane, he doesn't deserve the feed back* She said back mentally, knowing he would hear here. Bane was a speical kind of dog. He born a wolf, but for some reason became more when he was rescused by Avery. Now they were bond for life, mentally and physcally. But it didn't stop their small mental fights like this.