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Elyssia gasped lightly as she then glanced over to the guy before smiling softly. She couldn’t believe that was how much it even was! It seemed like it was a rather decent bargain at that. She knew if she tried to buy something similar from an actual jeweller, she would probably have to pay so much more. It was a nice snatch!
“Oh! That much?!” The girl queried before trying to reach into her trenchcoat for some of her cash. Placing the lovely piece of jewellery on the stall, she reached out of the very same trenchcoat a lovely looking purse, with beige decorations and embedded with butterflies. Elyssia was a big fan of butterflies, and she wouldn’t change her purse for the world.
Opening the purse, the girl then unzipped it and picked out a dollar note. That was before everything changed completely, and that was for the worse.
Strange noises started to emanate from the whole bloody venue, and this caused Elyssia to panic. What was worse was the fact that there were so many, and everything was unstable. There was one that even blew up right near the two of them and Elyssia had no other choice but to kick in her detective instinct.
“Get the fuck down!!” She exclaimed.
“Surprised, huh?” Alan quipped with a small smirk before moving to package her order, “Yeah, I don’t like to toot my own horn, but other jewelry stores would charge you an arm and a leg for such things. I, however, am just very good with my hands and don’t really see much need for money,” Again, this wasn’t a lie, especially since he covered his and his Mom’s expenses by transmuting some lead into gold.
“By the way, can I interest you in some freshly-baked goods? I highly recommend the fudge brow-” However, he never got the chance to finish as next thing he knew a loud explosion shook the park, causing the young man to lose his balance and fall over, “WHAT THE??!”
He risked a peek and saw a group of men armed and gearing for a fight as civilians fled from their presence. Gnarling his teeth, Alan did as instructed by the lady and decided to go one step further, “Get under the table!”
Elyssia immediately did as was instructed. She quickly went under the table, and do make sure it was done in a fast motion, she pulled the poor guy underneath the table too. There was no way to do anything much now. Especially since everything went complete bonkers.
“It’s time to defend each other.” Elyssia mumbled to herself before she took off her own trench coat, revealing that she had some pretty neat armaments on herself. She wasn’t afraid to show off what she had, clearly. She was shown to have at least a shotgun and a grenade launcher. It seemed she also had nunchucks strapped to herself.
“In my trenchcoat, I have plasters. We can use multiple ones if we get too much of a wound. You have no idea what the hell will happen now.”
Elyssia was of course, worried. She was probably going to be assigned to this personally because she was there when it happened. What was worse though, was that she heard shooting come closer and closer…
“I think there’s some down here!” She heard.
“Ooooh fiddlesticks.”
Alan could only stare in shock as this lady began to unload all sorts of weapons, “Ok, if we get out of this alive, remind me not to piss you off…” This was a fine example of how you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.
However, the pair’s attempt to hide had gone poorly as it seemed they had already been discovered. Alan frowned as he considered what to do...and then he slapped himself, bringing him back to his senses, What am I thinking? There’s no choice here…
“Alright, whoever’s under there come out with your hands up!” ordered one of the voices on the outside.
Alan made a shushing motion to the lady and whispered, “Stay under here...and don’t worry...you’re not the only one with tricks up their sleeve...,” The young man smiled and gave her a thumbs up before letting his facial features begin to rearrage themselves as he moved to swiftly shoot out to where he had been sitting and, with a graceful flourish, had turned into his superhero identity:
The rather fabulous Nexus...who totally wasn’t a clone of Nights.
Before the men had any idea what was going on, Nexus snapped their glove-clad fingers and swung an arm out, causing a wave of psychic energy to erupt forth, turning the men’s weapons into sand, “What the?!!” The men were too shocked to quickly react and thus Nexus bounded over the table while turning his foot into solid steel, kicking one guy hard enough to send him flying.
He whirled about and slammed his palms into the armor-plated stomachs of two others, causing their entire outfits to turn into solid concrete though Nexus at least had the courtesy to not petrify their helmets so they could at least breathe.
“Hollllyyyyyy shit…”
Of course, the guy was a bloody mutant! Sometimes it’s not obvious, sometimes it is. In fact, why is she even surprised?!?!
“Welp, here's hoping nobody needs evidence on who were the mutants.”
Elyssia knew that if she reacted, there may be a few problems. She knew that this person wanted to keep both of them, and the rest of the city, safe. It wasn’t going to go down well, however. Elyssia knew she would have to report this if she was assigned to the case. In fact, it was probably best if she was going to collect the evidence right now. It was probably a much much safer situation.
Finally, Elyssia got out from under the table and walked towards the one who just transformed so suddenly. She was wearing her trenchcoat again, but she had out her grenade launcher. Oh, and she was reloading it at the same time.
“Heck, I didn’t expect that from you whatsoever.” Elyssia admitted before she sighed softly. “I am gonna warn you now. We should probably search for survivors. I got your back so don’t worry… Oh, and if anyone tries to get us again, let me do the shooting. You will probably have more strength than me to help the survivors after all.”
Elyssia looked around before she shook her head.
“Cleanup on aisle four.”
Nexus glanced back and saw that the detective girl was doing fine, “Yeah, well, I did say you weren’t the only one with tricks up their sleeve…” Their smile stiffened a little as they then decided it was time to focus on the situation and turned to eye the destruction.
“...Yeah. Let’s go find those survivors...and maybe crack the skull of whoever decided it was a good day for a massacre…” The hero cracked his knuckles before walking off, “Don’t think we got to introduce ourselves. I’m Alan, but as this, you can call me Nexus,” He cast a glance at the grenade launcher, “And don’t worry if you get low on ammo. Just give me a holler and I’ll get you restocked.”
The girl smugly tilted her head before she looked around. The guy cracked his knuckles before he walked off. That was when he introduced himself as Alan, but also as Nexus.
“My name is Elyssia Bailey, and I am a private detective.” She introduced herself before bowing down. “I will let you know if I need them restocked!”
The girl then turned around and then looked behind her before she walked off herself. She needed to find survivors, and she was going to try to get some snippets out of them. What else was she gonna do?? What if more of them nasty explosions was coming??
