~To Die, Would Be An Awfully Big Adventure~

Deep in the dark of night, a woman's loud and bloody scream echoed throughout the house as she was shoved to the ground hard. The assailant pinned down the woman on the floor and lowered their head down towards the crying woman's neck.

Sharp fangs were then sunk deep into her neck, paralyzing her as the assailants lips locked onto her neck as well and began to drink the woman of her blood. But suddenly the assailant recoiled and coughed. "Why the fuck do you taste like horseshit!" the assailant exclaimed quietly as they gagged and wiped their mouth before quickly slitting the woman's throat with a clawed hand. The assailant gagged again as they stood and stepped away from the now dead body.

The assailant then pulled down the zipper of their jacket and pulled out a flask from inside the jacket. The lone figure then raised the flask to their grey and lifeless lips and took a generous swig of the contents inside; Blood. The figure sighed after the nice swig from the flask, a little more content now that they had something in their belly. The assailant put the flask back inside the jacket and zipped it up again, ready to leave and continue the hunt.

The figure then began their small trek to the back door of the house when their jacket began to vibrate, the tone 'Fashionably Late' by Falling In Reverse then rung inside the room, making the figure stop again to unzip their jacket and pull out a small Samsung phone to read the name of the number. It was an unknown number. The assailant pulled down their hood to reveal incredibly long and straight pure white hair and a pale coloured face and neck. A woman. She pressed accept after a moment and answered, "Hello you've reached Jim's abortion clinic and pizzeria, where yesterday loss is tomorrow's sauce, how can I help you?" the figure asked with a fake customer service tone and grinned.

"Celaena Webster you have been summoned to attend a meeting on Tuesday 28th at 12:05 am sharp, if you fail to attend you will be confined to Purgatory" a voice spoke in an inhuman tone, its breathing raspy and growling. "Oh yeah?, and who the hell are you to order me around huh?, how'd you even get this number in the first place" spat the white haired woman as she glared into the phone and looked at the time as she leaned on a nearby wall.

11:04 pm, Tuesday 28th. "We had a feeling you'd be trouble, so we have dispatched 3 proxies to your next location after you go through the portal in the next 5 seconds" it rasped again with a grin in its tone. "Break a leg hehe" it laughed evilly before hanging up.

The woman froze a moment, "what portal?" she asked to the empty room. The white haired woman then rolled her gold lit eyes and put the phone back in her jacket before zipping it up. Just as she was about to dash through the opened back door, a large red glowing portal suddenly spiraled into existence before her, the portal began to suck in everything around it, paintings, clutter even furniture. "Shit!" exclaimed the white haired woman as she tried to run but was viciously sucked into the portal before it closed itself.

The portal reappeared in a large and dark forest, rustling the trees and bushes as it spat out its contents. The white haired assailant was also spat out and landed with a hard thud on her stomach. "Son of a half wit bitch!" she exclaimed in pain as she quickly heaved herself up and dusted herself off. The portal had again disappeared but various items from the house she had been in had also been left laying around where the portal had appeared. Looking around the woman saw that she was inside a forest, a fairly large forest at that.

Then suddenly, a snap of a twig and the sound of a bone crack had the white haired woman somersaulting to the side. A large hatchet was now embedded into the dirt where she had just been standing. "Well would you l-l-lookie what I f-found, Celaena Webster~" a voice sang in delight as the newcomer twitched once, twice then cracked his neck. Gold eyes met goggle covered ones. "Fuck off asshole before I break your face" snapped the woman as she stood again and dusted her ass off as she eyed the newcomer.

Unlike Celaena who wore a fitted leather jacket, black jeans and boots with a lowered mask, the new comer wore a beige jumper with a blue hood and dark stripes across the sleeves, blue pants and sneakers. He had on his face a set of orange/yellow goggles and a dark outlined smile mask, his hood was up but you could see he had brown hair. "Hehe, I'd l-l-like to see you try-y-y" he chuckled darkly and quickly threw a second hatchet at the woman who merely chuckled herself.

"Don't start something you can't finish, kid" she spoke again and caught the hatchet, she gripped the wood hard and walked over to the first one embedded in the dirt and yanked it out of the ground. She swung both in her clawed hands and weighed them, noticing that one of them was newer looking, while the other looked old and pretty worn. "But then again since you've already started it, I'm gonna break every bone in your body" she grinned evilly as the hooded man tensed his eyes and bolted towards the woman.