OMAKE(Not-canon, obviously, given none of these characters have ever shown up, it just felt right to write.)
"So, that's it? I shake your hand, give away... effectively my whole life... and you can save him?"
God, I don't know what the hell I'm doing... sitting here, in the middle of a shady ass warehouse, with some absolute lunatic cosplaying as a mob boss telling me all about how she 'Has the power to help me'!
Looking into her Amber-ish brown eyes (Because I'd rather focus on that than the fact this woman trying to be incognito has pink HAIR.... or the two extremely well built men in finely pressed black suits.) I continue in my almost standard at this point resigned tone.
"You know how insane that sounds right? Like some straight up deal with the devil type shit. Why the hell did you reach out to me for this?"
Honestly, I was just filling the air with the pointlessness of that question and I'm pretty sure she-
"Harlem Oates, 24, well liked member of the local community and your lover. You've been looking into any possible method to help treat his condition for a good couple of months now. Spent a reeeeal pretty penny on it too. Enough that somebody would notice. Somebody like me."
Why, why did her voice have to match her damn near anime girl appearance too?! This is a serious situation, with serious stakes, and she sounds like a freaking Hatsune Miku concert!
"Quite frankly, you and I both know that you're not going to be able to find treatment for him in time, I'd say he's only got a few weeks left. That's nowhere even near long enough for modern medicine to pull through."
Fuck! It's like a punch to the soul every damn time somebody reminds me! That ticking clock that's been weighing over our heads for nearly a year now since he got diagnosed. Part of me is already deflating at this freaking crazy woman bringing it up, the rest however...
BANG-! My fists meet the fucking hardwood desk between us as I lurch to my feet.
"Yeah! Pretty fucking late! I get that! Now what the ever living fuck 'Beyond modern medicine' bullshit are you gonna try and sell me?! Because believe it or not, I'm not just some idiot who's gonna sign his whole life away because you jingle your keys at me!"
As good as it felt to let that little bout of anger out I can't help but shudder a little, eyes darting to the men either side of this woman, my instinct to feel fear suddenly reappearing all ar once. Why the fuck did I do that?!
But... neither of them, nor the woman in front of me seemed even the slightest bit surprised or intimidated by my actions. I'm not exactly a big guy, but there should have been at least SOME reaction from her bodyguards right?
No, she's just... smirking, like I'm some particularly loud dog who's trying to beg for some more food. She replies after what feels like ages of silence but is probably less than half a minute.
"See, with most people like me, what you just did would probably see you dead in the alley out back." There's a pause as she stares me dead in the eyes, her smile growing wider. "But me? I LOVED IT! You're here in front of a person who by all appearances could have you disappeared, and I could by the way, has been looking into you for weeks... and you shit talk her?"
She's laughing, fuck that's a surprisingly villainous laugh for somebody who sounds like an anime character on helium, or maybe its just the situatio-Fuck she's talking, focus up!
"I'll be straight with you on this one, I have access to certain abilities beyond the human norm."
With an almost negligent gesture a flaming blue aura surrounds her hand which she tosses back towards one of the men behind her. Contrary to me expectations, rather than suddenly being lit on fire, dropping the man to the floor and killing him the flame seems to almost burst against his chest before sucking inwards, towards his heart.
With a grunt, seemingly of acknowledgement this hulking man looks the office over for a minute before moving to the desk... and lifting it entirely one handed.
I honestly can't help but stare in a mixture of awe, surprise and pure what-the-fuck-edness as this deal with the devil starts seeming a lot more real while she keeps speaking, not caring a whit about the desk between the two of us still being carried.
"I hope that little demonstration was worth something, because quite frankly, that's the lowest rung of what I could offer a person. Strength, speed, invulnerability, flight, precognition... healing."
Almost as if planned in advance the desk dropped at the final word, my eyes drawn almost against my will to meet the smirking expression of the green eyed deal-maker.
"Why, for the right price I could have your good old boy back out of the bed and on the streets by tomorrow... or rather you could."
Once more her palm is ablaze, I can't help but note the azure flames don't even burn her gloves as her hand it stretched across the desk towards me, my eyes can't leave that flame...
"I'd just have to do what you say? And he'd be fine?"
The wwoddsfeel almost hollow as they leave my lips, part of me already knows my next actions as she replies.
"Yep, as simple as that... now doesn't that seem like a nice and neat deal Mr Malone? Far easier than all those black market medicines you tried over this last year at the very least."
The flames, they're only growing in my perception, her Amber eyes practically glowing in the corner of my vision from the light.
"So, do we have a deal?"
Is it any surprise that no words left my lips as my hand rose to meet hers?
And suddenly... my awareness exploded, the feeling of every function of her biology shooting through my mind in a fraction of a second, every part of her visible to my minds eye, and as laughter escapes my lips and tears streak down my cheeks I can't help but hear her words, spoken through a bizzarely content smile.
"Pleasure doing business with you. Welcome to The Family."
And then I know no more...
