Bleh, Whatever

Rain poured down hard, soaking everything, sending any moving thing scurrying indoors as best they could. All but one object was still down Road Street.
A girl, slightly above average height, trudged down the asphalt, her hands shoved deep in her hoodie pocket, head low to keep the drops off her face. Some of her black hair hung out of her hood, the tips getting soaked in the downpour. She had a huge, spikey hammer strapped to her back from a harness she had made with pillow cases.

"Marie!"
Noah put up his hood, running to meet her. "What are you doing out here? It's pouring!"

Marie-Claire turned to look as Noah approached her. She shrugged and looked back at her feet.
"I like the rain," she replied simply.

Noah looked up. He didn't seem to mind it too. He always liked the feeling of being rained in and chilling around the mansion with the family.....the family...
He shook his head. "Me too..."

Marie glanced at him, then raised her head, blinking. She lowered her hood, letting the rain fall on her head.
"I miss being able to just walk down the streets without having to worry about monsters attacking," she said, smiling at the noticeable absence of shadows.

"And so the rain gives you that safeguard." Noah breathed, also noticing the lack of shadows on the flooding streets.

"Yep," Marie smiled. "We could see how many shadows we spot in windows, waiting for the rain to stop." At this, she looked up at the sky, glad to see the nearly-black clouds; the rain wouldn't stop anytime soon.

Noah blinked, seeing once in a window looking at him with round yellow eyes. He stuck his tongue out at it, and it retreated into the darkness.

Marie chuckled.
"Of course, there are some brave ones, right?" she said, watching as the same shadow cautiously opened the door of the building it was hiding in.

"Sure." said Noah. "Erm....I don't have my morningstar, due to the whole rusting thing, so we should reaaaaaaally go inside.." he whispered, as more shadows hopped into the rain upon seeing them.

Sighing, Marie took grabbed her hammer, just in case.
"What building?" she asked. "I doubt there are any that don't have a shadow in them."

Nosh blinked. "A nice little building called the Walmart." he murmured, pointing to their home.

OOC:Yep....the Walmart is on Road Street...

OoC; fayuuuuuulllll


Marie looked at him, then gently shook her head.
"I guess so," she agreed, heading towards the Wal-Mart.

Suddenly, though as they were walking, a Nightcrawler separated them, running at Noah. He backed up, before backing into a wooden plank, a long nail sticking out of it. "Your on!" he grinned, and swung at it. Meanwhile, though, about a dozen shadows ran out of the house, crowding Marie.

Marie-Claire tried swinging her hammer, but before she could cause any serious damage, one of the shadows grabbed the other end of the handle and yanked it away in her moment of shock. Two of them each then grabbed one of her arms.
"Noah!" she cried.

"Marie!"
Noah tried to run for her, but the Nightcrawler blocked him, slashing at him. He held up the plank in defense, but it split in half. Noah, in anger, quickly took the nail, and being good at baseball, pitched the projectile so fast, it flew through the shadow's head and it disappeared.

The shadows began dragging the girl away.
"Noah!" Marie yelled again, elbowing and kicking as hard as she could, but there were too many.

Noah ran forward to her disappearing form. "Marie!" he yelled, grabbing her hand, but shadows too attacked him. Before he knew it, his vision became black.

"Kid...."
Noah heard a sound, and he opened his eyes a bit.
"Hey kid...."
Noah blinked, fully awake. A man, possibly in his late teens early twenties, was leaning over him. He had brown hair, and equally brown eyes. He smiled. "Great. You're alive. You didn't look it at first." he sighed with relief. Noah sat up. "Marie! Where is she!?" he demanded. The man cocked his head. "Marie? I don't know who you are talking about.."

Head aching, Marie tried to sit up, but even opening her eyes made her head pound. Groaning, she lay back once more. She couldn't hear anything, and had no idea where she was, or what would happen.

Noah shot up. "She was abducted by shadows. I tried to save her. She has black hair, blue eyes, a cute little French accent, and she should have a hoodie from the rain earlier..." he murmured.
The man frowned instantly. "Well, If she was abducted, she was probably taken to the castle thing. If she was attacked, she could be dead."
But, he blinked. "Though, there could be hope she could be in neither. I saw a group of shadows carrying something into a house a few blocks down."
Noah stood up. "Show me please." he begged. The man nodded. "By the way, I'm Alex. Though, call me Teal. All my friends called me that. I'll tell you later why."
Noah nodded. "Alright, Teal. I'm Noah." he said. Teal blinked. "I thought you looked familiar. You are the famous Annabelle and Ari's kid." he said. Noah nodded, and they both headed off.

After the girl figured it would be safe to move, she slowly opened her eyes. What met her sight shocked her.

It looked like a regular house bedroom. Marie could feel the soft covers underneath her, and realized she was lying in the bed. A dresser stood against the far wall, dresser drawers falling out. Blood was spattered on the wall that the bed stood next to, causing the French teen to feel woozy. However, she forced herself up on her elbows, and noticed that her hoodie was missing. Even more alarming, her hammer was nowhere in sight.

Groaning again, this time in frustration, she lay back on the pillows, her blue eyes filling with tears.

Teal led Noah, but Noah held his morningstar cautiously. He didn't trust Teal completely.
Teal smiled, stopping at a house. "Here it is." he said, but before Noah could step forward, Two Geas stepped out, growling. Teal reached for his belt. "Shit."

From outside, Marie heard a noise. She opened her mouth, and tried to speak, but no noise came out. She coughed, and tried again; still no success. The girl clutched at her throat.
Tearing the covers back, Marie-Claire swung her legs over the edge of the bed, preparing to stand up. A sudden dizzy spell hit her, causing her to lie back once more and close her eyes.

Two shadows were watching her with bright yellow, guarding the door. They were waiting for the okay to take her to the Fortress. There, she would serve as a slave for the rest of her life.

Teal took out a gun, shooting at the Legion. It took a few bullets, poking at him with a spear. He evaded quickly. Noah swung his morningstar, also holding up well. Though, the Geas weren't backing down.

When Marie sat up again, she noticed the shadows. Holding her head, she staggered to the door. The shadows exchanged nervous glances, waiting for her to try something.
"Do you guys have any Ibuprofen or something?" she moaned, gritting her teeth. Of course, she was exaggerrating a little, but she really did need pain relief.