Scenario #9
Kyo stared at himself in the mirror, his heart pounding as he gazed at the beast in the reflection: tall, cloaked and masked with a gaunt, silvery skull that stared out with dead and hollow eyes,
Although he had been apprehensive about Balthazar's training regime, the mad instructor had elevated his powers to places previously unimaginable. It gave him a feeling of supremacy, of raw strength, of true power. The manacles of Alvarez's forced servile complaisance towards the humans had been shattered and now he was free. Balthazar had not only gifted him with the physical fortitude to make things happen, he had blessed him with the mental fortitude to see it through.
Was mercy moral? Was it just? Or was mercy an abstract forged in evil? Perhaps there was no higher morality than punishing those who committed injustice. Perhaps the small enclaves of 'extremist' wanderer organisations had the right idea about humans and what they were capable of. Or was it simply a matter of specific humans? Surely evil was ubiquitous among all manners of society, whether Wanderer or Human? In that case, only the worst elements of each race would need to be purged. The punishment of the scourge of humankind had to be inflicted, and he would be the one to do it. He would become a paragon.
The wolves, baying for blood, would have their thirst sated tonight.
Carolyn flew towards the moving speck in the distance, maintaining a meticulous awareness of the distance between her and her target and its movements. Each time the figure looked back, Carolyn would serve behind a building and remain there until she felt it safe to come out. Soon, hunter and quarry were approaching downtown Ceteris.
Suddenly, and with the purposeful intent of shaking any pursuers from his trail, the cloaked figure swooped down and landed in the middle of a crowd of shoppers who did not seem to notice his arrival at all. The improvement in his telepathic power of illusion was nothing short of astounding.
Carolyn flew down into an alleyway where no one could see her and stepped out hurriedly, brusquely walking through a crowd of animated and, unfortunately, inconsiderate shoppers who hustled and bustled their way past her. She tried to keep her target in sight but found herself barely able to keep up as he retreated further into the distance, blending in with the crowd. After initially using the night sky as his cover, Kyo had now managed to slither his way into the frenetic crowd like a serpent wading through tall grass, camouflaged and poised to deliver a deadly blow.