Melee

Clark (over on The Wakefield Doctrine) and I (here!) are collaborating on a mashup crossover featuring a selection of our characters. We’re just getting off the starting blocks, but already the fun is beginning. The characters are dictating the tale, of which we are still waiting for the title to appear.

It’s now my turn to write the next part…

Previously on (to be announced)
Part 1a is here
Part 1b is here

The foursome stood looking at each other in the lamplit living room in silence for what seemed longer than the couple of seconds that had actually passed; the strange woman still pointing her rifle towards Moonbeam (the tall, muscular chap with the energetic hair), whilst looking, confused and bewildered, at Rue DeNite (the woman with the blue-streaked hair) and Rocco (her definitely overprotective boyfriend); Moonbeam smirking at the situation; Rue waiting for an answer from Moonbeam; Rocco standing like a coiled cobra waiting to strike.

Moonbeam drew down his ‘dark matter’ through his right hand, flicking it onto the strange woman’s arm, causing her to crumple to the floor fast asleep, drop her rifle, and fire off a single bullet that lodged in the back of Rue’s sofa… Moonbeam then used his dark matter on the metal of the gun, causing that to disintegrate into tiny pieces… finally saying, ‘she’s nothing to do with me, I thought she was your friend.’

In between the rifle firing and Moonbeam’s comment, however, Rocco had uncoiled himself, grabbed a hold of Rue’s arm, pulling her behind him, and launched himself through the air toward Moonbeam, who in response jumped over the sleeping woman out of Rocco’s way, managing to get around him and grab hold of Rue’s arm loosely.

‘I don’t know who she is,’ Rue said as she pulled her arm away from Moonbeam before he could use his abilities on her, and, utilising her own skills, kicking him in his groin, mid-pirouette, as she leapt over the room to help Rocco get back up to his feet, ‘but neither of you is welcome here’.

‘Rue, we have a mutual friend who wants to see you again,’ Moonbeam winced as he leant against the door that the two people in the room with the now greater advantage had just walked through, ‘that’s all I’ve come for… there’s no need to be hostile’.

‘No need…’ Rue gave off a venomous ha as she spoke, ‘I have a hole in my sofa, two intruders – criminals at that – in my house, with probably a broken door, I’m now late for my getaway, missed the flight,’ (Rocco whispered ‘no, we’ve plenty of time still for that’, causing Rue to glare and elbow him in his ribs), ‘missed the flight,’ she continued, ‘and I’ve broken a nail,’ she reached into her purse and pulled out her shocking pink stun gun, pointing it at Moonbeam, ‘and, as you Brits say, I’m somewhat miffed… so tell me, and tell me quickly, what exactly do you want?’

Posted for Six Sentence Stories. This week, Denise has selected pass as the prompt word.