Deviants of Creation

[Dreadpool]

"Darnit, where the heck to begin?"


It seemed that Drake was peering through a list of people he could go after for pay, which had been given to him by a colleague from the Deviant Mercenary organization. For a guy like him, it was a rather hard choice. He took an odd pleasure in killing, as it happened. There was one bounty worth a few thousands bucks, a some sort of... killer was it? A girl, apparently known as Evo.


"Alright alright, suppose this will work. Never like those bastards anyway..." He murmured. At that, the Shogun of Snark put the list down, setting out to track this 'Evo' person.


(Not the best first post, but I needed to get this going somehow)

 

[crumbelivable]

Rachel was sitting on a building. She looked down at the streets. It looked clear, just a couple of civilians, no cops in sight. She decided the hiding was worth it. She slided down the outside of the building, landing near some surprised civilians. She said a quick "Hi", and ran off.


She had run for about a minute when she stopped at a tower block. she opened the door, and went in.

 

[Dreadpool]

Rachel was sitting on a building. She looked down at the streets. It looked clear, just a couple of civilians, no cops in sight. She decided the hiding was worth it. She slided down the outside of the building, landing near some surprised civilians. She said a quick "Hi", and ran off.
She had run for about a minute when she stopped at a tower block. she opened the door, and went in.

As it wasn't the smartest idea to simply waltz through the streets wearing a uniform and carrying weapons, Drake gone up to higher ground to get to his final destination. He particularly enjoyed maneuvering across the rooftops. It gave him the unique sense of freedom that driving (While more convenient) simply didn't. As he did so, he spotted some individual sliding down a rooftop, onto the seemingly empty street.


He remembered the picture from the contract he had taken... the figure matched the description. "Now ain't that easy... and a coincidence." Chuckling to himself, Drake followed Rachel from the rooftops, at least until she entered another building. Hoping down, the mercenary followed her inside.


(Edited my first post a tad bit)

 

[crumbelivable]

(aye) When in the building, Rachel climbed the stairs to the 12th floor. She walked into a room which had several "condemned" signs on it. The NYPD had closed off the room after rumors of a mutant living there. This wasn't her, although she had known him. When she entered the room, she stared up at a wall of pictures. On one part was a row of pictures, some crossed off, others not. Rachel took a nearby marker and crossed on of the faces off.

 

[Dreadpool]

"Whatcha crossing off, eh?" said a sudden, cocky voice from the door of the 12th floor. Drake had obviously followed her upstairs, sneakily of course. His ninjatos were drawn, and he seemed poised, ready to attempt to decapitate the girl.

 

[crumbelivable]

Rachel swiftly turned around, and grabbed the guy. She flung him across the room, then grabbed him by the shoulders and said "WHO ARE YOU, AND HOW DID YOU FIND THIS PLACE!?"

 

[Dreadpool]

Drake did an impressive leap back onto his feet after being thrown. "I followed you, duh. You ain't very good at covering you're tracks, you know." He made an attempt to shoot her with one of his pistols.

 

[crumbelivable]

Rachel dodged the bullet and leapt from the window. When she reached the ground she began to run. She knew she had to disguise herself to hide. She knew just what to do. Shielded by the crowd, she took a breath...and changed her form.