the sound in her head wasn't the sound of screams, it was the sounds of hush hush by miyavi. it wasn't the sound of her blade cutting through bullets, it was crisp guitars.
how this began.
" tsk, boys, we know that I'm here because you've been stealin' naughty naughty~~~. " the doctor cooed, her cane clicked clicked against the ground as she walked towards the men. she was unassuming, dressed to the nines. her heels were far too high for her order of business, and her hat was never going to stay on, the silk fabric robe was going to be drenched on blood and how does one move with immense flexiblity in tight leather and a corset, with not sleeves. it didn't help that in the moonlight, her skin looked almost translucent, and she basked in the attention of the men who couldn't help but drool a little at their executioner.
" we didn't steal shit, "
" tsk, let me introduce you, boys, " with a swing of her cane, she snapped it into her hand and took a bow, " my name is Dr. Jekyll, nope, before you ask I'm not that kind of doctor, loves, " and she lifted her hand, to her mouth and laughed, " you uncultured swines will have no idea what I'm talking about, but for those watching our little adventure, consider me Dr. Lector,"
amythest eyes flicked to the side, and because it was night, they had a self sufficient glow to them. it was the way her eyes let in too much light, a deformity to most, an advantage to someone with her ability. while they were fighting at a disadvantage, she could see in crisp beautiful detail so microscope, she could predict the movements of muscles before they moved.
" now let me introduce you to Hyde, your executioner, and the person who will be serving you for dinner, "
meaning, they had already lost the moment she walked in the door. with a snap of her fingers, the music decended in her heels as she spoke the magic works, "Kawahime, let's dance," and her pupils shot to the rim of her amythest irises and when they retracted, they were a bright crisp crimson red that glowed in it's how right. Ahmya had wore headphones in preparation for not wanting to here her other half rip human beings to shreds.
as soon as Hyde took over, she snapped the cane around into her hand, breaking the seal at the handle. " what the fuck is that, " a man shouted, Hyde's wicked grin was instantaneous, the distance between them closed before he could process that he was dead, his head rolling to the side as she stepped on it.
" let's play boys ! I love a fiesty bounce, come on, bring your guns, let's see what your fucking got, scum! "
they shouted about getting her, to which Hyde answered by crushing to skull of the man she had killed, drawing her blade only once and cutting through the hail fire of bullets much to their surprise. they questioned what the fuck was she when she used her hand to break the ribcage, and spine out of a man.
" fuckin' shit, you ripped my robe, don't men have any respect for women ! " Hyde's boot slammed down on the man's head, and she lifted it, and down it went again, the sword was vibrating next to her visibly on camera. the angrier Hyde got, the more bloodlust that dwelled within the wanderer, and the more bloodlust within the wanderer, the more uncontrollable the blade. Hyde's red eyes shifted before she drove the sword down through the man's stomach, ripping it up through his chest and up out of his skull, splitting him wide open. " there, happy. picky bitch. " Hyde muttered, as the wanderer was a reverse blade and Hyde had killed these men without so much as flipping the sword. she had ripped through a man's everything with the blunt edge of her sword, slipping it against the sheath before hearing the sound of another gun. it was like he thought he got her, the bullet coming right before her eyes, a flurry of hair staying as she flew back through it but then, she moved her feet against the ground and launched herself forward. before his final moments, he'd realize, Hyde had caught the bullet in her teeth just as she spit it out at him.
no one questioned what she was as she cut down the rest of them, showering herself in blood in due time before coming down in the strangest of steadiness. as if the feral anger that had been in Hyde's creature when she first appeared had been qualled, red eyes flicking towards the cameras watching them. Mori and Ahmya's husband watching someway off. " oh..I'd eat his heart for you, " hyde mused outloud, a slight sense of deranged still on her tongue, but in her own way, she was caring for her half.
" I can do it myself, "
" oh do let me way, baby girl, oh I'd love that!! love that love that, "
Hyde clapped her hands playfully in front of her face, though on camera all you could see was her back and her large hat, as she slipped out of the room, a grin on her face. by the time she exited the building, the ride waiting, her eyes were amythest and covered with sunglasses.
ahmya bushida. mission one. complete success. ability name - the strange case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, or so it seems.