Osaka, Japan

Osaka, Japan. One of the world's most heavily populated cities with humans and monsters coexisting alongside one another. It also happens to be the number one tourist place for the latter to visit in Japan, with Tokyo being in a close second. And you couldn't blame them. The city is beautiful, with it's fine modern architecture and medieval castles. The food there is quite exquisite, enough to call it the "nation's kitchen", with a beautiful port that allows ships to come daily with fresh fish from the ocean. It also has quite the warm temperate climate, making monster like those with cold-blood, to thrive. However, not only was it known for its lush scenery and cuisine, but also for the newly established HQ of the Human-Monster Superhero Squad!

The Human-Monster Superhero Squad (Or H.A.M.S.S) is a squad that protects Earth and its inhabitants from those who try to harm others and to kick out crime. It was here in Osaka, that this Organization was founded upon. It was ALSO here that the bill for the monsters to coexist was signed as well. With several locations ranging from London, England, to New York City in the United States, to Bejing China, and several other locations around the globe, these crime fighters have all eyes across the entire globe, making sure that everything is at peace...

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*Picture the scene. Police sirens blare wildly as a major bank heist takes place on the south side of Osaka. The heist is comprised of a gang of Orcs, along with a Kappa helper as they quickly put in all the yen they can carry and begin to drive quickly away, with Police Cars in tow. As the begin to give chase, the Orcs in the back of the car wip out their AK-47s and begin firing on the Police. First they took down one car, then another, and another, yet the human enforcers cannot return fire all due to the Law they must follow 'A human must not harm a Monster'.*

But when that peace is broken and if hope begins to fade away at the situation at hand, the H.A.M.S.S is called into action to face against this threat! Ryia, a dracogirl, can be seen flying overhead in full pursuit of the robbers! However, due to their keen sense of smell, the Orcs had already smelled her scent and begin to fire at her! Even the Kappa can be seen throwing explosive cucumbers at her! However, Ryia was quick to dodge as she sweeps and swoops through the air, getting closer and closer to these criminals. Suddenly, an explosive Cucumber explodes just a little too close to Ryia, as she looses balance for a few seconds. Yet as she plummets down, she suddenly gains momentum and pulling up manages to earn a little more speed, enough for her to catch up with the heist truck! She grapples her dragon talons onto the top of its hull and with all of her strength, she manages to lift the whole tuck around 2 meters into the air, slowing she and the truck down. Once they manage to slow at just the right speed, Ryia flips the truck on it's side, rendering it useless as it skids across the asphalt of town, almost touching a building. The robbers had finally been caught and are under arrest, all thanks to Ryia and H.A.M.S.S!

Soon enough, news reporters came onto the scene and began to interview and congratulate Ryia on her brave actions, all being broadcasted on the news. "It was a pretty easy situation to stop." she says as several camera flashes flash on her, "All it took was just some slight quick-thinking and bam! the robbers had been stopped. Though I would also like the congratulate the Police for helping to stop it too, heehee!"

This was just another day in the city of Osaka...

Mia had just teleported into what seemed to be a studio. She was pretty enough to be seen as a model. Of course some people did think it to be out of place that she was holding a knife. Maybe her photo shoot will include a knife, that was what most of the staff there though. However Mia stepped right into a photo shoot. She approached what looked to be a harpy that was modeling. "Excuse me we are in the middle of a shoot could you wait your turn?" The Model said to Mia as she looked a bit annoyed that she had been interrupted. "Your trying to steal him aren't you?" Mia said to the model. The Model looked a bit confused, "Excuse me!? I'm not trying to steal anyone except the spotlight!"

Mia looked up at the girl, Mia's eyes seemed to glow as she grabbed the model, a crazed look on her face. "SO YOU ARE TRYING TO STEAL MY SENPAI!" Mia screamed, the two dissappeared. Right after that the police were called however Mia and the Model were already gone.

Mia landed on a roof after several teleports with the Model. Once on the roof Mia got out her knife and stabbed the model in the chest killing her. "You should know better! Stealing someones senpai is a crime worse than murder you bitch!" Mia said after hearing herself curse though she put a hand over her mouth. "Oh my, I let myself get carried away again, I must watch my language." Mia said giggling a bit before she turned back to the dead model. She started to use her knife to chop off the Harpies wings, these would make excellent trophies. And once she had enough her senpai would finally love her. Or atleast that was what she believed.

It wasn't that odd of a sight to see a pack of wolves running around Osaka, especially if they were led by a pure black wolf that was a good foot taller than the rest. All it meant was that Lysander and his pack were on the prowl. This time, their quarry was a demon who had been bank robbing, taking and sometimes killing human hostages along the way. This demon was quite the tricky one, and humans couldn't track him. So Lysander and his pack took the case. There was no better tracker than a werewolf, after all.

"The scent is leading to the Demon's Den." Lysander growled to his pack. "All of you, be on your guard. We're tracking this thief right into his home turf, and I don't want any deaths among the pack. Understood?"
"Understood!" The pack chorused in reply. Lysander raised his nose to the sky and howled, the pack taking up the call. Criminals in the area knew what that meant; the pack had found their prey. The hunt was on.

A deep silence had filled the musky, stifling apartment. Shadows grew tall in the room, with the only light reflecting from the television screen, ranting and raving about the recent Orc and Kappa bank heist, and how the H.A.M.S.S member, Ryia the dracogirl was able to put a stop to their attempted robbery. Flashes of photographs of the car being toppled over and the robbers in question being hauled away dotted the television screen. A pair of eyes watched from in the shadows, Nero, sitting still on a dirty, mangled sofa with his cold, calculated eyes gazed like daggers at the screen, his face twisted into a frown, scornfully he spoke to himself.

"Dumb Bitch..." He venomously spat, taking a sip of a putrid glass of tapwater laid within his left hand, followed by a pained sigh.

"You just let a bunch of idiots live. Why didn't you kill them...? Now they will live, and get a nice comfy prison cell to fester inside, wasting our funds on them, the cost of a prisoner is expensive, and now you've just guaranteed more of my and everyone else's taxes fund the mouths of worthless scumbags... You stupid whore..."

Nero's hand twitched and violently shook, in but a second the glass began to crack, almost completely severing the glass completely before Nero resisted the urge to do so. Instead he simply set the glass down on the floor and stood up, shaking his head in disinterest at the following news, he felt taking his eyes off the tv would probably benefit him, plus, avoiding the stupidity of the world around him would no doubt benefit and save his sanity.

The stern male approached his bedroom, opening the door his weapons and technological tools of choice laid bare for only him to see. A small flicker of a smile returned to him for a mere moment, before his attention turned to maintaining his weapons of choice. Who knows how long it would take for him to get called on an actual mission where he could nullify the existences of bastards who didn't deserve to breathe. It didn't take the man long to calibrate his weapons, perfect and in just the right shape. They would need to be, given the fact his job involved putting down sorry bastards who were against him, monster and human alike. By the time he was done tinkering, the smile he had briefly possessed returned once more, as his body collapsed onto his bed.

His rest turned out to be merely a small respite, his smartphone, lodged in his pocket violently vibrated, a phonecall. Lazily sliding his hand into his pocket, he knew the number immediately as he looked to check. A mission. A demon... preying on humans after taking them hostage, robbing banks. Another bank?

"Give me a fucking break..." He loudly groaned, rubbing his forehead with disdain. It's not like he could deny the job, this was his life now. Upon listening further for his mission, he was informed Lysander was already on the sight for the demon, and was making quick progress.

"Fine... I'll go see too it these things actually remain dead... Not like that..."

Nero had to bite his lip to stop him from speaking, he would gain nothing from badmouthing his other members so openly, and quickly shut himself up, hastily accepted and shut off his phone. With a mission accepted he gripped his weapons of choice and equipped them, readying his HF blade, his rifle and all his other tools, the man quickly left through his open window, quickly darting off to pursue Lysander, and provide backup.




Using the rooftops to his advantage, the scent of grime and the vision of steam escaping from the ducts on each roof worked wonders to keep Lysander from getting the drop on his scent. He would notice his scent if he had leapt down, but keeping to the roofs was the only choice he had so that he wasn't spotted. If he couldn't spot nero, the enemy most likely wouldn't either, with any luck. Curiously, Nero continued to race across the rooftops, until the werewolf had stopped, telling his group that they dont want any deaths among the pack, and that the demons lair was close.

("he found them already...?") Nero pondered before the moron unleashed a loud howl. Nero went pale for a minute, before screaming internally into himself, shouting inside his own mind.

("YOU'RE KIDDING ME?! THIS IDIOT JUST ANNOUNCED HIS PRESENCE TO THE WHOLE NEIGHBORHOOD?! WHY DIDN'T HE JUST WAIT AND PICK THE OPPONENTS OFF STEALTHILY?! THIS FOOL! THIS IDIOT! THIS DUMBASS!")

A faint breeze passed by Nero's ear the moment he stopped to think. In but a mere moment, a demon had already quickly circled around him, its fangs outstretched ready to chomp on his neck at the next given second. Of course, Nero wouldn't allow such a thing to happen and so merely hopped out of the way, causing the demon to stumble, losing its balance. He could just let the demon fall off the building, but that definitely wouldn't stop it, no he needed to do this more efficiently. With a quick unsheathe, Nero had removed the High-freuqnecy tachi from within and diagonally sliced upward. The molten hot, electric blade quickly carved through the demons hip, through the stomach, the ribcage and its jugular in but a single slice, effectively eliminating one of the demons with little effort as it collapsed back, nothing but a mere corpse now.

"Great... this is just perfect..."

The pack raced through the streets, hot on the trail. Then, suddenly, Lysander stopped dead. The scent split off in five different directions. Identical scents, so it wasn't multiple demons... "Listen up!" Lysander barked. "We've got a splitter! Rin, Darke, Scar, Ores, take seven wolves each and follow a trail. The rest, with me!" It was impossible to find out which was the real demon until it was killed. This would be a glorious hunt. Breaking into a run, Lysander followed the center trail.

Light was enjoying a nice meal at a restaurant she frequented. Sure unlike other monster girls she didn't have a human face or anything, so unlike say the laminas or harpies or what have you people were a bit wary, if they didn't stare at her chest, which seemed to be the norm in some places, this restaurant excluded.

While she was enjoying the complimentary bread sticks while waiting for her meal, a dragonkin entered the restaurant. Much like males of his kind, he demanded 'special attention', as if he was royalty or something, and much like dragons, got a bit violent when things didn't go his way. "Oy... Dunno whats up with these things and their 'entitlement'." Light said, putting down the piece of bread she was eating and making her way over to the commotion.

"I'm a mighty dragon. How dare you not give me that window seat!" The dragonkin said, snorting smoke in the face of the greeter while holding them by the collar. "I'm sorry sir, but thats already taken." The greater replied, hitting a button to call security. Soon after, two men, one ork and one human, came out to try to drag the dragonkin off to no avail, one getting knocked out and the other getting some nasty burns in the process.

"Hey, whats the big deal?" Light said as the dragonkin was antagonizing the greeter again, tapping him on the shoulder with one of her finger claws. Still angry, the dragonkin slashed at her, leaving a large gash in her chest. "Ow! What was that for?" Light said, staggering back a bit and clutching the wound. As the dragonkin laughed at his apparent victory, Light struck with a leg sweep followed by an uppercut, the wound in her chest nearly healed up. She then grabbed the dragon by his tail, and with a giggle, launched him out the door he came in, his head denting a lamp post as he flew into it.

"Sorry about the blood. It'll go away on its own." Light said, pointing to the mess that the dragonkin had made as she made her way back to her table, continuing to wait for her meal.

"Oh, come on, did you really think I'd be that easy?"

Malvagita moved slowly towards her prey, a smile lazily forming on her light purple lips as her tentacles drew her ever closer to the cowering guy before her. "M-Mal, babe, d-don't we have something? O-our connection! I-I'll take you out on dates, w-we can live a happy life! I l-love you! Y-you don't need to kill me!"

Mal laughs, such a beautiful laugh from such a creature. "Oh, darling, stop stammering. You were far cuter when you spiked my drink at the bar." The man gasps. "I-I d-didn't do that!"

Malvagita's face turns sour. "Lying doesn't become of you. And you were so cute too," She sighs. Closing the distance, she looks at his face one more time before plunging a tentacle into his chest. He screams for a single second before gurgling, and Malvagita pulls out his still beating heart. "Just as gorgeous as your face," she says, before consuming it into her tentacles with a shimmer of purple light. "Much better."

After another shimmering purple light, Malvagita is once more the stunning woman with long legs, and only a tinge of purple on her lips. Ignoring the body completely, she walks out of it's apartment and down the hall, exiting the block. The only trace of her existence in the room being the corpse, and the purple tinge slowly moving across the mans slowly cooling skin.

@Melodia Alluna


As Malgavita's victim lies dead on the floor, with its heart in her possession, there happened to be a witness that saw the entire thing. However, this was just no ordinary bystander who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, or some super secret reporter who was following the two. It was no one like them. And it was on the ceiling... slowly rising (descending?) from the concrete, revealing himself to be the notorious Grimore Walker, the 'Grim Reaper'! As his whole body begins to reveal itself from the ceiling, he slowly levitates down to the ground until he was right beside the heartless corpse, ozzing with purple tinge. He happens to be wielding a massive Scythe, which happens to be his personal one. Grimore looks down as he kneals beside it, shaking his head.

"Poor fool..." he says to the dead man, "A shame that you have to die so soon... but how unfortunate to be by your Kraken girlfriend. Why did you even make that choice in the first place? Yes, we all have our own preferences to what and whom we like, but your choice in choosing the bloodlust of a blood dependent monster is most utterly... illogical."

He pauses to inspect the purple tinge.

"And she had made quite a mark on you."

He then pauses as he listens closely... for he can hear the screams of the person's soul, begging to be released from this organic prison.

"I hear you..." answers Grimore calmly as he gets to his feet, "A pity that you were put with such a foolish host..."

"But now..."

The Grim Reaper raises his scythe as it glows a ghastly blue as it begins to pull the soul from the dead body, wailing furiously, almost... agonizingly. Yet soon, he was ripped from it's host and became one with the Scythe, which made a bright glow until slowly darkening back to it's original state.

"You are in better hands..."

@Melodia Alluna

Mia finished up her business with the harpies body. She picked up the body before dropping it off the side of the building. It even had a note attached to it which read: "Let this be a lesson to all who try to steal my senpai." It was written on a napkin and blood. Mia wanted others to know and fear her. She was delusional but she smart as well, she got the top grades in her classes after all. After grabbing the wing arms she started to teleport away. She soon came into her hide out, after placing the wings among the other monster body parts and changing her cloths she teleported out again.

Mia soon bumped into what seemed to be a rather pretty lady. Thank fully for this woman though Mia had no interest in killing human women. She was trying to look normal for now though, since not many knew her face she was able to hide in plain sight pretty easily. Of course that would change once a description of her was broadcasted over the news station soon. Enough people had seen her back at the photo shoot and a few photos were taken of her as well.

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@Lmpkio
Boris was near by at the scene of the halted bank robbery. He had just gotten off the phone with an officer about a reported murder. He had heard of this before, a girl comes in to kill a model thinking the model is trying to steal her lover. Then she teleports out with the model kills them and dumps the body without monster parts attached. She was hard to catch due to her teleporting ability. And she was quick even.

"Ryia would you quit it? We don't need the city thinking we're all naracists." Boris said as he approached Ryia. Boris never liked getting too much attention and often gave excuses to get the others out of the cameras if he could.

"We got another hit on that Yandere killer, I'm gonna go check out the body you wanna come?" Boris asked Ryia as he pointed a thumb back to his car offering her a ride. Though he was sure that Ryia would much rather fly there anyways.

@Cuccoruler

Malvagita strolls along the streets, hardly bothering to find new prey now that she has a heart in her possession. She would last would quite some time with it, and as such she would not need another heart for a decent amount of time, probably a week or so. She passes by many people, both monster and human, but doesn't pay them much notice, except for smiling occasionally as they passed. Quickly and carefully, she reveals a tinge of purple on her wrist, checking to see the colour. A quite bright, healthy purple was shown, making Mal smile. "Perfect."

@Cuccoruler

Ryia Draconarch

As the reporters continued to flash at her, Ryia managed to see Boris coming up to her, seemingly displeased at all the attention she was getting.

"Ryia would you quit it? We don't need the city thinking we're all naracists." he says.

"We're not though!" she says back, "We're just keeping the city safe like always. Isn't it our job?"

"We got another hit on that Yandere killer," replies the man, I'm gonna go check out the body you wanna come?"

He points his thumb at the car, as if he wanted Ryia to come inside. There was a slight pause as the Dragongirl thought about it.

"Sure," she replies, "But I'll be fine flying in the air."

She then begins to flap her wings up into the air as she waits for Boris to lead her to where this killer is.

After eliminating the demon attempting to murder him, Nero overheard the werewolf talk before bolting off at a breakneck pace, following his train up the rooftops, he explained that the demon in question happened to be a splitter, and that knowing which one is the real splitter wouldn't be possible unless they eliminate every single other target, 5 of them.

("A splitter, huh?") Nero calmly thought to himself as the man continued to run across the rooftops, though at the pace the werewolf was running, it was unlikely Nero could even catch up with him.

("Guess there goes my plan of being stealthy anyway...Foolish fool decides to just announce his pressence, so my cover has already been comprimised... Guess i'll just have to make an entrance myself...")

With that, Nero took out his phone and dialed a number, holding it to his ear, he spoke.

"The pup lit the fuse, no point in playing snake now, bring me my Carla."

Giving a single nod, he hung up the phone and took an immediate leap for the side of the building. With a launch he took a running jump off the side of the roof, and descended to the streets below. Instead of hitting his face off the ground however, the sound of a revving engine roared, charging straight for him at a blinding speed. Just before his legs hit the ground he bent his body and held his hands out, instantly grasping the handles of a motorcycle as it fired down the street completely upright.

Kicking his legs up, he rested his rear on the seat and kicked his speed up further, charging ahead toward the werewolf, making it up to him in little time. With him having reached his comrade, Nero slowly stood up nonchalantly, as the motorcycle continued to speed on ahead, not needing his support to keep it upright. Nero laid his hands in his pockets and slowly gave the werewolf a spiteful gaze.

"We could have done this stealthily, but you had to go make my job more annoying. You naive little brat..." Nero sighed, picking out a pair of sunglasses from his shirt which he slowly put upon his eyes. He then gripped onto the homing laser rifle on his back and took it off, aiming it outward.

"If there's five enemies why not search for the enemy with the strongest concentration of energy? If you can sense them, you could surely see their strength, unless they're all equal... If that's the case... How do you know the splitter wont multiply again the second you kill one of them? Never the less, I guess it's just a game of guess who... a luck based trial, wonderful..."

Nero rubbed his forehead, shaking his head as if to say this is a pain in the ass, lamenting the reason for taking this mission. After showing this sign of disinterest and annoyance, he spoke again.

"I suggest we kill them all at once, get your little pets there to go after each one, and then we'll execute every single one at the same time, so they can't multiply again. You can order around these dogs of yours, i'm sure getting them to synchronize and attack at once, isn't too big of an issue for you... You also manged to alert more than just a splitter, lesser demons, still, it's a bother... So prepare to fight more than just that, kid..."

Given these last final words, Nero held his rifle up and gazed through the scope with his cybernetic eye, picking up the heat reading of several demons, Nero let loose a powerful shot from within, allowing the laser round to whisk and twirl in the air before shooting through the window of a nearby building, executing a demon in the process before it zipped out the window once more to launch upward, a demon, trying to leap down on Nero is instantly obliterated into ash as the heat seeking laser room completely obliterates the weak fool.

"Try not to make me look bad."

Lysander paid little attention to the annoying boy on the motorcycle. Nero had already managed to piss him off, and there was a hunt going on. He would deal with the intruder later. The hunt always came first.
Finally, they caught up to their prey. Surrounding the demon, Lysander watched as it seemed to become more... real was the only word that fit. So his pack had started disposing of some of the splits. Growling, he signaled for the wolves with him to surround the demon. It would be a one-on-one fight between the demon and the werewolf... if Nero didn't interrupt.

3 days ago

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" a woman screamed as she was being chased by a black robed figure with a skeletal face who was laughing manically. The two were in a creepy old mansion and it as well as the chase was like a horrible nightmare.

"There's no escape my dear! Your soul will be soon be resting in hell for eternity!" the robed figure shouted as it contiened its pursuit of her. Gill was in the mansion after having broken in just a moment ago and now was having quickly come to the aid of his client. When the woman ran by, Gill instantly put his foot out and tripped the hooded figure causing him to crash onto the floor in a bundle of robe. The woman stopped running and quickly turned around in complete shock. Fatique and fear caused her to fall onto her knees and shiver.

"It's quite alright now Miss Hamilton. As you can see the Black Reaper is not a demon but-" he reached out his hand and grabbed the robed figure's skeletal face and pulled it off revealing a human one beneath.

"Your Uncle Barker" he spoke and his client gave a shocked gasp.

"B..But why?"

"Simple, he used the scary legend about your family having a curse put on it to hide his attempt to acquire your hesitance after he killed your parents. He made it seem like the Black Reaper was responsible and played on people's superstition to hide the truth about the murder. After he killed your parents, you were the only one standing between him and your family fortune" Gill explained as he took a puff of his pipe.

"But what about the curse? Was it real?" she asked as her uncle gave a pained groan.

"Actually no it was not. When I heard the stories about your family's curse and its ties to witchcraft, I went searching for records and history books about your family. I was unable to find anything to back up the claims made about your family, which was what got me suspicious."

"So he used the legend to trick everyone into thinking the Black Reaper was the cause of my family's death?" she said still in disbelief.

"Exactly, he took you here because this is the house where your family first lived in when they came to New England over a hundred years ago and where supposedly the curse was placed on them. By murdering you here he would make it seem like the Black Reaper had claimed its last victim, but now instead the Black Reaper will be spending the rest of eternity in prison for accounts of murder" Gill said and Uncle Barker glared at him.

"And I would have gotten away with too if it wasn't for you muddling fish" he snarled and just then the police arrived and took the man off to jail. With the case finished Miss Hamilton thanked him and paid for services. Not a case involving actual occult magic, but still a case solved and justice served.

Present Day

He gotten a request to come to Osaka japan by the H.A.M.S.S to help with the investigation the Yandere killer who had been alluding authorities for a while now and since he didn't have any current cases needing to solve, his schedule was open and just about an hour ago he landed in the land of the rising sun. He got to the scene where Ryia the dracogirl had just apprehended the bank robbers and he walked up to her and her companion as she was taking off into the air.

"Hello madam, and sir, my name is Gill Anderson. I'm an associate with the H.A.M.S.S and they have asked me to come and help deal with The Yandere Killer. I trust my services will be of great help to you" the humanoid fish said to them as he took a smoke with his pipe.

After enjoying a nice free meal, on account of helping get rid of the dragonkin who was antagonizing everyone, Light made her way down the street, a nice grin on her face. This grin would turn into a scowl however when she turned a street corner and was presented with a bloody mess of body parts and burn marks. "OK, what happened here? I see a horn there, and some skin... and lots of blood... and fur... Did I miss a brawl?" She said, examining the remains of whatever transpired here. She then heard the sound of a motorcycle and curious as the rest of the block had been deserted, no doubt due to the quarrel that had happened here, Light decided to pursue it and figure out what had happened.

@Weird Tales
@lmpkio
Boris turned his attention to the fish looking man who had just appeared saying something about going to look at the body. Boris didn't much like being ignored as he was in charge of the Yandere Killer case anyways.

"Your the fish detective we called up right? Good, was wondering when you would get here." Boris looked at the pipe he had. Boris had been trying to quit smoking recently and he was doing pretty well with having gone about 3 weeks without a smoke.

"Would you mind putting that out? I've been trying to quit and seeing others smoke doesn't help." Boris said looking at the pipe.

"Anyways you wanna head out to my car? I'm about to get down there anyways, Ryia refuses to take the car and I would not recommend flying with her." Boris added as he pointed his thumb back to his car which surprisingly enough, was a minivan. He claimed that he preferred minivans because of it being spacious but in truth, he had a daughter. He wasn't married, he was actually divorced his daughter being that of his ex-wifes, and he still took care of the girl when he had the chance.

When they got to the scene of the crime eventually they would find a woman with out arms, she had the feet of a harpy, and but she was missing her winged arms. She had cloths on still and a note. It was obvious that she had been dropped from the roof and she had a stab wound in her chest.


@melodia alluna
As Mia bumped into the lady she had dropped her knife. She bet over to pick it up. A few men turned around to look at her but as they did so. "Sorry about that ma'am." Mia said as slid the butchers knife back into it's holder on her leg hidden by her skirt. Mia continued on until a few men appeared to stop her. Each one of them looked like they were in a gang. "Hey pretty lady why don't you come hang with us huh? It'll be fun." One of them said with a smirk on his face. Mia looked at him and gave a sweet smile. "Sure why not? I could use some stress relief!" Mia said as she followed the gang into the alley way. Anyone could tell that this was going to be trouble. For one or both parties.

@Cuccoruler
@Weird Tales


Ryia looks over to see Gill approaching them, who happened to also be part of H.A.M.S.S, wanting to join the fray as well. She politely nods at the Aquarian. Yet as the two were discussing about the whole smoking opinion, the dragongirl began to accidentally release some smoke of her own. Thankfully, this was natural smoke that would come out of her mouth, especially when she is breathing fire, and had zero traces of tobacco, must none of the less unfitting for this situation. She quickly covers her mouth, hoping the two didn't see her.

"Excuse me." she says as she fakes a cough to her side.

Later...

They would quickly head over to the site of the crime, where they found the ravaged body of the harpy, with an ominous note saying:

"Let this be a lesson to all who try to steal my senpai."

"Jeez..." Ryia says after reading, "It's no surprise that this Yandere Killer has severe psychotic problems... I hope this is a monster we're dealing with, otherwise we'll be in a tight pickle. Even through H.A.M.S.S has the right for Monsters and human staff to 'peacefully' arrest their opposites, despite the law saying regular citizens cannot harm the opposite species, we need to be careful not to hurt her too much. Otherwise, I might have to call in a human to deal with it.

Where is he... Myrran looked around the Osaka street where she currently stood. It had been a while since she last saw her son, and she didn't have his sense of smell, so she couldn't track him that way. "I probably should have thought this out better." She said aloud, a slight, disappointed frown on her face. "Oh, well."

How could Nero not barge in to kill this demonic monster? Looking to how they were surrounding this demon, one area they had not been inclined to protect was the air above them, and if the demon was crafty, that would be the only method of its escape, and thus, Nero sought to cut all available options from the demons escape route plan. Speeding toward the area where the demon laid, Nero unsheathed his High-frequency blade from its sheath once more, a smug smile laid bare on the mans visage, he was going to enjoy ripping the life from this villainous scum. Those who kill innocents didn't deserve the gift of life, the gift of breathe, the gift of safety, they simply deserved the curse of everlasting nothingness. Returned to zero, existence nullification.

Kicking off the seat of his motorcycle, Nero had launched himself up into the air above the target in but a single leap, with no other location left for the demon to go, Nero charged downward in what could be described as a vertical downward corkscrew slash, holding his tachi downward as he attempted to skewer the demon straight from the top of the skull down to the pelvis, his intention being to literally rip their demon to gibs and bits. Fortunately for the demon, the fiend was able to narrowly jump back, at the cost of having its jaw sliced in half like a hot knife through butter as the fleshy gib of meat dropped with a slushy slap against the floor, sizzling from the sheer heat of his sword, the demon shrieked at the loss of its jaw, and intended to swiftly dash forward to attack Nero. What the demon didn't realize was Lysanders dire wolves practically surrounded him, and even if he could attack Nero, his back and his sides would be left open for assault.

Nero desired to make sure Lysander wouldn't be the one missing and sighed when the demon tries to assault him. Nero simply sidestepped gracefully whilst his sword rose upward in a vertical upward slice, in the beginning, nothing seemed to come of the attack, until the demons own hands felt themselves peeling off the very flesh of his fingerbones, until his whole arm up to his elbows melted off into flesh and ash. With a final screech from the demon, Nero smirked and leaped away from the wolves, allowing Lysander to call the order of attack to kill the demon.

They had fought many demons before; the wolves didn't need Lysander's directions. They knew what to do. Leaping at the demon, Lysander snarled, showing off his teeth before sinking them into the demon. Due to the rather painful distraction Nero created, he was able to grab onto the demon's shoulder, bringing it down with his sheer weight. That was what the pack had been waiting for. Once an enemy was down, they all rushed in for the kill. The screaming demon was buried under a total of eight wolves, and then the screaming stopped. One of the wolves had hit a vital point: the demon was dead.
Pulling back from the kill, the wolves watched it warily. Was this the real one? Or a decoy? They had to be sure. Lysander watched it closely, waiting for the obvious signs. The corpse stayed where it was; it was real. If it was not, it would have shimmered and then exploded into black smoke. Lysander raised his nose to the sky and howled in victory. Answering howls arose from four other parts of the city, some quite close. Now that the hunt was over, the other wolves would rejoin the pack.
Lysander shifted smoothly from wolf to human, standing up as he did so. His wolf skin, draped over his shoulders as always, added an air of menace. "Why are you here?" He asked bluntly. "This was my hunt. My pack and I don't need help." He spit out the word help as if it was a curse. "We were doing fine without you."