ButtsnBalls
Hikari Twilight Knight
The sunlight stung. She never noticed it before. Her time spent in a rural town gave her a love of the light and its bounty. Fields of green all made possible by the daylight. When the sun dropped she rested. When its fiery head peeked back over the horizon she woke. It was nothing but bliss for her to eat breakfast made from the strong and tender hands of her care giver. She spent time outside frolicking in many literal and figurative ways across natural terrains. On rainy days she would stare at the sky and thunder storms were the worst.
She sat in her room alone. Her home was eerily quiet. Doors were open yet no one was inside. She kept her own door open, no privacy necessary. Her windows were open and the light of the moon held a steady stream over her as her tiny frame held a sheathed blade which was around her size. She looked tired. Her usual schedule being trampled by responsibilities. Her current care giver only showing up once in a while to drop off food. Sustaining her life was a necessity. Keeping her company or sane for that matter was a hassle...
Her crying eyes were dry leaving them low and sullen. They only looked up to meet the moonlight's gaze. Her crimson eyes and silver hair piercing in its light. A rumble of a phone, encased in what looked like a cute puppy dog, turned her gaze. She was being reminded via text of her duties. No longer was she a healer that avoided the nights and the fights. She was a Knight of Twilight, a Dark Magical Girl. The Detention club gave her mixed feelings. Joy and doubt and anxiety. She didn't like it much, not many would understand her particular pain she thought.
Tonight. She began to think. Her body taking her and her sheathe out her home. She could hardly look up as she walked. Her hair and white top flowed in the breeze as if weightless. She herself was stiff and full of anxiety. Tonight my partner will be Alexis The Fallen Prince.. She avoided walking by people, opting to cross the street instead. People looked on. Wondering why this girl was holding a toy like that at night alone. But the people of this city were not nosy. Leaving the young to do their deeds at night to keep them safe.
She stepped into an apartment and pressed the highest floor of the elevator. Up she went. Head down. A low hum of the rising box and her feet vibrating beneath her. The high pitched beep from the machine alerted her she has arrived. Stepping out she watched the top of the parking lot's edge. Down below were more rooftops and up above were taller buildings. She allowed the moonlight to envelope her sight one last time before transforming. A peaceful expression on her face from the silver light that reminded her that she was not that far from the light.
She stepped onto the edge. Sword and shield in hand and her ponytail dancing behind her. The familiar glow of a Mascot caught her sight. Their heads were unmistakable and what they were here for was still not entirely known to her. But she knew an enemy was before it. She stepped off the rooftop and landed on another. Doing the same with this one until she was closer. "I'm ready.". Taking off the roof top she soared downwards toward the nightmare. Her blade sparkling with twilight. Before she reached it she unleashed a wave of twilight towards it.
She landed with a sparking skid, her boots defending her from the impact. She faced the creature alone with wide eagle like eyes that were a pure blue. The eyes of a fanatic. One that was not truly there in rationale. Exemplified by her singular defiance. Despite there being allies nearby. Her eyes met the moonlight, her armor and sword did as well. Piercing the reflection was as she lowered her head and raised her shield, her blade's edge pointed to the Nightmare.
"I am a blade no longer fit for the light. Face me damnit!"
