Purple-silver lightning flickered occasionally across the cloud covered night sky over the city of Midgar. The citizens cast wary glances up at the sky whenever the lightning flashed, some instinct warning them something wasn't right with the weather. The dark clouds made the atmosphere feel compressed with a hint of forbidding. The humans had a right to feel uneasy, for the weather was in no way ordinary.
The odd weather's source came from the female currently perched dangerously close to the roof edge of a six story building. Her dark attire of a plain silk t-shirt, fingerless gloves, slightly baggy leather pants with a belt above each knee and steel-toed combat boots, she blended into the dark environment perfectly. Her two five foot Katanas that normally rested in an x shape against her back in a weapon harness that draped across her shoulders and her black .45 look-a-like pistol that rested in a plain gun holster on her upper right thigh were nowhere in sight, however.
Gazing stoically at the busy street beneath her, the Advent leader knelt on the very edge of the roof, listening to the chatter of human voices. They happened to be celebrating this particular night. The humans kept mentioning something about a sort of peace but as to what the peace was caused by or for, she still had yet to learn. Edging away from the lip of the roof, Akito moved over to the other side of the building where a dark alley led to the main street. Two young males stood in the center of the alley, talking, their conversation reaching Akito's sensitive ears quite clearly despite the distance.
"...was confronted, peace finally came to us after having to deal with those monsters for so long," one man was saying, Akito having only caught the last bit of what he was saying.
The other man nodded. "Yeah. I've heard rumors that the last of the Advent race was finally wiped out down south and it's been a while since anyone has seen a Remnant. That's why everyone is celebrating."
Listening to the filth speak in such a tone set her blood boiling with a rage she had not felt in quite some years. Dropping to ground level behind the men, she slowly stalked up to the nearest male, the look on her face still expressionless despite what she was feeling inside. Yet again it was time to re-teach a certain species where their place truly was on the food chain.
As she got within a couple feet, the man she was stalking finally noticed her eyes, his eyes widening more with surprise than anything. "R-Remnant!"
Stoic expression going dark, she said coldly, "No," before gutting him on the spot with one swift motion with her sharp inch and a half nails. He was dead before he hit the ground, blood and organs spraying on the ground at her feet. The other man gulped and backed away rather quickly, the smell of fear coming from him in thick waves.
"You're a... a... an Advent..." he stammered, tripping over his own feet in his haste to get away from the enraged female.
An evil smirk briefly crossed her facial features, exposing just a hint of her fangs. "That's right, little human. I am an Advent," she all but growled as she followed the male at a leisurely pace, a transparent aura forming around her right hand.
The male turned tail and ran for the mouth of the alley. Akito didn't let him get far, flicking her aura covered hand out lazily without breaking her stride. Immediately, a thin, jagged spire of rock shot out from the ground, impaling the guy straight in the chest. Blood bubbled out from his partially open mouth, eyes glazing over as a small river of blood seeped down the rock spire to pool at its base. Walking past the fast dying human, she paused at the edge of the alley, hidden in shadow. Teal, feline hues observed the celebrating crowd of humans before her. There must have been at least a few thousand people present, and they were all gathered around what looked to be an unfinished monument thing of ShinRa's.
Gazing at the accursed ShinRa building in the distance with distaste, she growled menacingly, stepping out of the shadows to where everyone could see her. Overhead, the lightning pulsed erratically, crackling. A couple close by were the first to notice and realize what she was. The girl screamed as she clutched at her boyfriend, the scream making everyone in the immediate area turn to look. For a few seconds nothing happened, than total chaos erupted, people fleeing every which way. A malevolent gleam glittered in her eyes as she watched the prey scurry before her. A small group of ShinRa's finest, a mix of 2nd and 3rd class SOLDIERs, appeared from the fleeing citizens. They fanned out in front of her, the closest not even seven feet away, swords at the ready.
She grinned in mild amusement. "Pathetic humans." She moved, suddenly behind the closest SOLDIER, moving so fast it seemed she had teleported. "You can't hope to touch me, much less catch me." As she spoke, she moved behind each guard, a mere flicker of movement. A smirk graced her lips when each of the guards whirled around, swords slicing at the air, only to find that she was no longer behind them. "How you must wish my family and the Remnants were all dead," she taunted, appearing back into her normal position in front of them. "Then you could truly celebrate, couldn't you?" she spat, baring her long, elegant fangs in a sneer.
The SOLDIERs's only response was to charge at her. Eyes sparking, Akito held her arms out as if to embrace the enemy. She let them get pretty close, one SOLDIER in the process of bringing his sword down in an arc at her mid section, before she let the lightning take their lives. A single bolt shot down in the middle of the SOLDIERs, tendrils reaching out to each, electrocuting them where they stood. Their clothes caught on fire from being superheated, Akito giving a light snort at the smell of burning flesh. Walking around the burning corpses, she unleashed the lightning completely. It struck everything and anything it could, mainly the terrified humans. The scent of roasted flesh grew pungent in the cool air. A few humans tried fleeing past the Advent, but she cut them apart with her nails, dark blood staining the pavement around her.
She spoke nonchalantly as she watched the destruction before her, talking in a slightly louder tone than what she normally used. "Blood, pain and hate. Kill, maim... murder. All on a whim, usually over something so petty. Humankind is worse than my race. We kill to stay alive and breed fear when you humans target us just because we're different than you." Her next words turned into a malicious growl that reverberated around the whole area as she turned toward the still burning bodies. "Hear me... Death is only the beginning for humanity. Your souls shall perish in the Lifestream for your insolence."
Waving her right appendage over the fire, the flames turned azure, a sign that she now controlled it as well as the lightning. However, she let the lightning die out, replacing it with the fire. Sweeping her right arm out, the fire responded at once, flaring out in every direction but at her. It shattered windows with its heat and entered the buildings, scaring any who had been hiding back out into the streets. It spread fairly quickly, especially when a person or two caught on fire and ran screaming, setting other things and people ablaze. Giving a brief maniac laugh, she chased after a group of humans, aiming for the fastest runners. They were no match for her speed or agility and were cut down within seconds of her catching up to them. Hot blood dripped thickly off her hands and claws, the dark substance splattered all over the ground and the wall of a nearby building, but strangely, none of the blood was on her clothes.
She had just slaughtered another group of humans when she felt a presence moving fast behind her. If not for the strong aura of determination, she would have ignored the person coming up behind her. Whirling around in a single, fluid movement that could be considered dance-like, she grabbed the middle aged man by his throat, picking him clean off his feet.
Struggling and kicking futilely, gurgled words escaped his throat. "You're... just as... bad... as...Sephiroth," the man rasped, glaring at her as he tried to loosen her hold on his neck.
The cold, amused look she gave would surely have rivaled Sephiroth's, the man going dead still as fear overtook him. "Oh, I can be way worse than dear Sephiroth..." she purred.... right before sinking her fangs deep into his throat.
The man thrashed violently, trying to scream or cry out but no sound came from him. Jerking her head to the side, she ripped his throat out. Blood gushed in a thick stream from the hole in his neck, covering his torso in seconds. Tossing aside the now limp man, his body slammed into a wall, all of his bones likely shattering on impact, especially his skull and spine. Flicking the blood casually from her hands and nails, Akito wiped the blood from around her mouth with the back of her hand, ambling back to the monument, leaping up on it to watch the fire, arms crossed across her chest.
"I cannot be Forsaken because I'm not the only one. We walk amongst you, feeding your Nightmares... Destroying your souls."
