Destiny Saviouer :: Moscow, Russia
Chapter One :: Poltergeist
"I agree; enough arguing, The Grims assigned us this mission because we are all able to handle it. As far as my plan goes, never did I say it was the definite course of action. It was just speculation," Nox said, a hint of exasperation in his tone. "As lady Destiny here so nicely pointed out, we can surely come up with a plan to suit each of our attributes."
Destiny frowned as she heard the stress on the wordy "lady", as well as the use of such a word in the first place. Certainly some humans called her that, once upon a time, many times over, but Reapers and other immortals tended to only use it nowadays when they were being sarcastic. Two hundred years ago it was common courtesy to speak in such a manner, but even most of the immortals lost such trends as they evolved with the humans. Some did keep their original speech patterns, however, which Destiny actually found to be quite pleasing. They hadn't forgotten who they were in all of this everlasting life chaos. She could tell that was not the case with Nox. Not even close.
"Perhaps we shouldn't push our energies too far beyond the fighting actually. We may as well just follow the "the great and mighty one" over there's idea," Adrian added. Destiny's frown remained, not amused. "The sun is starting to go down. It will be time soon and we really can't afford to debate on tactics any longer. One thing I feel we need to know is: does anyone here have any special gifts beyond the usual?"
Destiny noticed Luka had slammed his head against a wall during all of this. She wasn't quite sure what to make of that. After a moment, however, he seemed to recover from . . . whatever was wrong and responded to Adrian's inquiry with a negative. Destiny could see it in his eyes, though. She could see that he wasn't being completely honest. He was a young Reaper and did not yet have much practice in advanced concealment techniques, whereas she had had thousands of years to hone both her concealment and detection techniques.
After Luka replied, Adrian spoke up once more. "Actually don't worry, I'll find out soon enough anyway." He smiled as he removed his sunglasses and placed them in a pocket. "The sun is starting to set, so we may as well get this show on the road, am I right?"
"Yes, I suppose you will," Destiny said, not having planned to reveal her abilities in the first place. It was a fair question, so that was not the issue. She just liked to wait to reveal such things. It was more amusing, and after six thousand years you either found as many things to amuse you as possible or became as dull as most of the Grims. The Grims were powerful, yes, but a majority of them were just so boring. At least, they were in the everyday. They all had their moments.
A moment later, the group dispersed. Nox returned to the alley that he had come from and wandered over the the warehouse door, practically falling into it. Apparently he was pretending to be blind. Destiny shrugged; a little improvisation was always useful. And amusing. It was a good skill to have.
The warehouse door opened and Nox was greeted by two vampires. A second later he disappeared inside the door, the vampires leading him into what they believed to be a trap. Well, technically speaking, it was. It just wasn't their trap.
There was the sound of struggling, and then the warehouse door flew open, skewered by one of Nox's Bone Spears. In a flash, Adrian had flown through his designated window. Destiny leaped off of her rooftop, her cloak catching wind as she soared towards the warehouse, propelled by her own spirit. With a flick of her wrist, the bolts on the ancient window flew out and the window opened quickly and silently, allowing Destiny to fly through the opening and roll onto the warehouse floor as she reached for her scythe.
Destiny rose to her feet, dragging her scythe in an upwards spiral as she did so, ripping through three vampires that were too close to her. As she stood, she noticed the other nearby vampires hesitate as they turned to examine the third intruder, confused on what was happening and who to attack first. After a second, the group separated, running in equally sized, smaller groups towards each Reaper.
Destiny smirked. These vampires didn't know what the were dealing with. Destiny flicked her wrist once more, creating a small disturbance at the feet of the vampires, causing them to trip over each other. She threw her scythe and it twisted in the air, seemingly taking on a mind of its own. It slammed into the group of vampires and killed about three of them, then it twisted around and sliced off the heads of two more. The remaining two vampires leaped to their feet and turned to run from the "haunted" scythe. Destiny's body dropped to the floor as she used another one of her tricks.
The vampires fell backwards as Destiny's spirit appeared in front of them, shoving them back towards the scythe. The scythe reared and finished off the two undead in one fell swoop.
Destiny's spirit grabbed the scythe and walked back to her body, merging with it. Her body came to life in an instant. She got to her feet and turned towards the others. It wasn't as fun with vampires as it was with humans, but Destiny was the definition of a poltergeist. It could be great fun when she was in a sadistic mood.
She ran towards the others, slicing her way through the vampires as she did so. At least half of them had already fallen. They were not proving to be much of a challenge, which was a bit disappointing. Destiny had no doubt, however, that the Harbingers would provide enough of a challenge to make up for it.