Murderers, bartenders, police officers, a job's a job

[a z r y k]

Blood splattered across an emotionless face as the female houndoom-morph fell to the ground. The mirror image of the houndoom-morph stood above looking down at the lifeless body that laid on the ground. The face began to morph into human male with tan skin, shoulder length light brown hair, and vibrant violet eyes. His shirt was tight black turtle neck shirt with its right sleeve cut off at the shoulder while the right was long and loose with a white flame design at the end. His The pants he wore were long and black that had his knees exposed, but the 'x' like strings kept the top connect to the bottom leggings. A long flap of cloth hung in front of his pant that also was black with the left side border was white that flooded into another white flame design that cascaded to the right. He ran his hand through his hair simply flipping out his phone to take a picture of the body. Once that was done he jumped onto his black motorcycle and drove off.

He slowed down at the top of a hill and felt the vibration from his phone in his pocket. Whipping out his phone placing it at his ear he heard low chuckles, “Job well done, Cain. Did she put up much of a fight?

“No, a simple faint attack took care of her, sir. She never saw me coming, but then again, when does anyone ever know I'm coming?” A smirk tugged on his lips as he got off his bike and leaned on the fence. He took a deep breath while listening intently to the other person, “Cain, I'm glad I picked you up before anyone else could. With you on my side, I will take over the underground fight club.”

“As long as you pay me, I'll always be willing to do what ever dirty job you need me to do.”

“That's what I like about you, Cain. You don't care who or what you kill, you'll do it for a price. You're apathetic; a trait that is very good to have in your case; being what you are. Anyways, I'll reach you when I have your next assignment; as for you money, same place as always. Have a good night, Cain.” He closed his phone placing it back into his pocket. He looked up at the clear night sky and sighed, “I guess this means I'm crashing at her place tonight.”

Cain got onto his motorcycle driving off in the direction of a small town. Parking his motorcycle in the nearby forest behind some bushes. Before walking into the town he transformed into a rapidash-morph. A long horn protruded from his forehead, his hair became flames, and a new flamed-tail flowed behind him. He came up to a small one-story home pulling out a key from under a pot. Simply opening the door and flopping on the couch to catch some shut eye. He would wait 'till the morning to greet the owner; 'till then he wouldn't worry about it.

[Cain (sketch); excuse the idiotic title, I couldn't think of anything.] - Pyrix

 

[a z r y k]

Cain and Talin were still ways away from Shield City, but Cain had an uneasy feeling. He quickly stopped and pulled off the road scanning the area around him. Talin gave him a confused looked and poked him on the side making him flinch and glare at her, “What was that for, Talin?”

“Nothing, you seem... oh what's the word... worried or something. What's on you mind, Cain?” Talin sighed heavily seeing as he wasn't going to tell her. Since she had known him, he hadn't said much that was on his mind. She snapped back into reality when Cain had gotten off the cycle. She followed in his lead, “Cain, what's the matter?”

Cain turned on his heel to face her and quickly pull her into an embrace. He sighed and whispered into her ear, “When we get to Shield City, stay away from me as much as possible. Go visit Azrael or something, we're not going to stay there very long. I just need to pick something up and check up on someone, but I have a feeling something isn't going to go right and I wouldn't want to see you getting hurt on my account.”

He let her go and walked back over to the cycle getting ready to head out for Shield City once again. Thoughts swam through his head. Cain needed to get to Shield City as fast as he could and leave as soon as possible. The less time he spent there, the better.

A young girl sat in a chair with her elbows propped up on the window sill chin resting in her palms. She sighed heavily as she stared out at the city since she was caged in her large mansion behind tall gates. The young butterfree-morph stood up with her wings down as she walked over to the doors. Before she could even make it to the door, it swung open to reveal a chansey-morph wearing a white apron, “Oh, Miss Kanoa, there's a problem with the sprinklers in the back, so everyone is over there trying to fix it. So, you shouldn't go anywhere without tell one of us, understood, Miss Kanoa?”

The chansey-morph winked at the last part leaving Kanoa alone once again. She simply smiled at the now closed door. Quickly she gather a few things and placed them inside a small messenger bag throwing it over her shoulder. Kanoa tip-toed to the front door and opened the gate just enough for her to walk through it. She started running towards the park dodging people walking on the sidewalks. Upon arrival she quickly dropped the bag and begun to spin around giggling. Falling to the ground she took a deep breath and smiled, “Maria is so nice to me. I'll need to remember to thank her when I get back.”

The young dratini-morph looked out the window with the sound of a motorcycle stopping in front of the complex. He walked back to the kitchen where a white furry absol-morph stood cooking. The blue and white morph sat down at the table laying his head on it, “Hey Az, someone on a motorcycle parked outside of the building. Think it's that crazy woman?”

“That crazy woman has a name, Dran. You should know it quite well. And if it's Talin, that means she came with that 'lover boy' named Cain.” The absol-morph turned around placing a plate of food in front of Dran. He sat across from the morph and began to eat. Moments later there was a knock at the door. Dran sighed and stabbed his food while Az got up to answer the door. Making his way to the door he shook his head knowing it was Talin. He opened the door and started walking back to the table, “Talin, why do you always come without calling?”

“I don't mean to, it just happens, Azzy.” The ponyta-morph smiles following him to the table. She sat next to Dran, who just buried his head into his hands. Talin smirked and ruffled his hair, “Aww, not happy to see me, Dranny-poo?”

“Stop calling him Dranny-poo and stop calling me Azzy. It's just plain weird, Talin.” Azrael spun around from the fridge to scold her while taking out some ingredients for their new comers food. He began to cook up some food when Dran got up and head for the door, “I'm going out for a walk...”

“The kid doesn't like me much, does he?” Talin sighed while Azrael sat next to her. He put his hand on her shoulder and sighed, “Maybe you should act less violent and stupid with him. Ever though that was the problem?” Talin just looked up at him and glared, but he just smiled and went back to cooking.

Cain stood in an alley near the Lime Light Lounge scanning the area for something. He had left his bike in front of the building where he had dropped off Talin. Finally he closed his eyes and sighed, “What took you so long, Maria?”

Behind Cain appeared a chansey-morph. She sweetly smiled at him and handed him a steel case. “Sorry, but I had to cause some type of commotion to get out of there.” Cain took the case and shook his head, “And you let Miss Kanoa leave?” Maria looked away and sighed, “It isn't fair to just keep her behind those four walls. Let her live such a sheltered life. You of all people know that. You go place she can only dream about going.”

“So what if she's living a sheltered life? It's what's best for her until Damion can get full power over the underground clubs.” Cain simple stated while placing a hand on Maria's shoulder, “I know it's not fair, but Damion's commands are law, you know that.” The pink skinned morph pushed Cains' hand, “How can someone like you do the things you do?”

The ditto-morph placed his hand in his pocket while transforming into a murkrow-morph and flew away. His eyes still the same vibrant violet eyes. He quickly landed on top a run-down apartment complex on the other side of town from where he had left Talin. He entered the building from the door on the roof that lead to some stairs. Walking down two stories all he heard was his own footsteps. Cain entered the hall and opened the first door on the right throwing the case on the bed. He sat down at the desk taking out a black notebook and pen. He began to jot down numbers adding things and subtracting. Cain looked up from his work to look at a picture. It was old and bent in half. There was a girl with shoulder length black hair with dark brown eyes; next to her stood a taller boy with short brown hair and green eyes. In the background was a few large buildings with people wearing black or white uniforms with a large red 'R' on it. As much as he was disgusted with the picture, he loved it all the same. Cain had stood up and laid down on the bed kicking the case onto the floor. He placed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes, “Keiko... where are you?”

Slowly Cain had changed into a younger version of himself with shorter spiky hair and much lighter brown color, but then his skin started turning light purple and becoming more liquidized.

“In all Lugia's name... what has the world done to you, Cain?” The feminine voice sighed running her hand through her hair while taking off her sunglasses. She sat on a large black couch with a laptop on her lap and a video of Cain's transformations that recently played. The raichu-morph closed the laptop and started walking towards the kitchen. She opened the fridge and took out a bottle of water. She sat back down drinking the water, “Might as well stop by the Lime Light Lounge before I head to work.”

She stood up once again and headed outside where a black motorcycle with lightening bolts decorated the side. She got on and sent out a small lightening bolt to juice up the electric-powered motorcycle. With that all done she was off to the Lime Light Lounge to find out what's been going on.