“I like sweets a lot. Why? Would you want to go grab something some time?” she ask, putting her hands in her sweater pockets.
“Mmm, I wouldn’t mind it. Plus… I still wanna talk to you about… ya know, what… what happened with Aria.” Sunset said timidly, scratching the back of her head in embarrassment.
Sunset looked up from her book, “Astronomia Nova" to glance at the voice speaking to her. She took notice of the former siren circling her, and she rolled her, sighing to herself and flipping the page.
“Aria, was it?” She said dully. “What do you want?”
Sunset let out a groan as spell hit her, finally dropping to her knees. She fingertips seemed to sharpen into claws as she gripped her head, groaning in agony. She felt… pain. It took over her, swimming through her core. She wanted to hurt herself.
As she reached out with a claw, aiming to slit her own wrist, a voice in her head, stopped her. ‘Let. Me. Out.’ It said. But Sunset couldn’t verbally respond. She couldn’t tell her yes. But it didn’t seem like the voice cared.
With a scream of rage, Sunset’s eyes blacked, and her skin took on a blood red hue. Suddenly, a large column of fire erupted from where she stood, shattered every window around the two girls. The smoke hadn’t even cleared hardly when a new, red skinned woman rushed at the siren with an intense speed, snarling, her teeth baring in a rage as a fist cloaked in black fire aimed directly at Aria.
The hologram of the siren had finished her song. But remained to see her handiwork. And when she beheld that instead of killing Sunset she had drawn out what looked like a demon, her massive jaw dropped. The demonic fist collided with the socket where Aria’s gem used to be embedded in her flesh and the siren flew backwards.
But possessing flight helped the creature massively. She became more substantial while the human form on the ground became more opaque, frozen in shock. The two forms had one goal now: survival.
Aria’s siren form twisted around in the air and let out a defensive blast of energy from her voice at the demon.
Meanwhile, news of the fight had spread through the town and police officers and fire trucks had barred off the scene. Among the crowd a blue-haired woman was pushing past people. Sonata struggled to get to the scene.
“You have to let me through,” she explained to the officers, “I can stop it!”
The new begin gave a grin as it saw the blast coming at her.
Taking off in a red blur, she lunged, not at the siren form, but at the siren herself, fist clenched and aimed straight at her throat. “Hey Aria!” She said, speaking for the first time. Her voice sounded lower then Sunset’s more feminine but still slightly gravily. “Choke on THIS!”
She never once took notice of her surroundings. All this new being cared about was beating Aria into the ground.
Sunset looked up from her book, “Astronomia Nova" to glance at the voice speaking to her. She took notice of the former siren circling her, and she rolled her, sighing to herself and flipping the page.
“Aria, was it?” She said dully. “What do you want?”
Sunset saw the siren charging at her with her head down, but all that did was give her a good opening to grab her by the twin pigtails, wrench her head back, and bring her kneecap right into her nose, once twice, three times in rapid succession.
“Stay. Down!” She said, throwing her off to the side in heap. She spat off to the positioned herself back in her crouching stance, prepared to keep throwing punches if the siren got back up.
Like a stunned animal, for a moment Aria was subdued. She scrambled on the ground and then rolled over onto her back, clutching her bloody nose. But the command to stay down– like she was some kind of disobedient pet– only boiled her blood more and she struggled up, on all fours. She sucked in a deep breath.
She scream she let out had enough blast power to knock over most people. The park was filled with the hellish shriek of the siren, aimed to knock Sunset off her feet.
Thankfully, Sunset wasn’t most people. She had only heard tales about the infamous Siren Shriek. It was stated that without magical protection or proper hearing protection, the damage from the shriek could cause someone to go deaf.
Sunset groaned aloud as the blast hit her, pushing her back a few inches, but she dug her boots in tight pushed forward, refusing to fall. Her ears rang with a high pitched tone, but she managed to power through it and block it out, giving her head a shake.
While the blast was loud, she didn’t think it was as powerful as it should have been, especially since she had given Aria that blow to the throat earlier. If Sunset hadn’t have done that, she might been in trouble.
Sunset looked up from her book, “Astronomia Nova" to glance at the voice speaking to her. She took notice of the former siren circling her, and she rolled her, sighing to herself and flipping the page.
“Aria, was it?” She said dully. “What do you want?”
Sunset’s muscles tensed up as she stepped out of the way from the lunging siren, her arm stiffening up in her grip to prevent Aria from trying to pull it back. With her the womans gaze locked on her armed hand, it left her free hand totally open.
And left Aria vulnerable.
Pulling back, she gave a hard cross clear into Aria’s kidney before flattening out her hand and going for a straight jab right in her throat.
“You want my fucking blood so badly bitch?!” She spat, “Then you better make me bleed!”
Aria coughed and clutched at her struck area, falling to her knees. She saw stars for a moment and heard Sunset’s taunt. One blurry eye opened to glare daggers at the other woman as the siren snarled.
“PEDANTIC SHITSTAIN FUCKSHIT HELLWASTE SOWTIT-SUCKER!” she spewed every obsenity that came to mind before hopping to her feet again and this time charging head first at Sunset’s stomach with her head in a headbutt.
Sunset saw the siren charging at her with her head down, but all that did was give her a good opening to grab her by the twin pigtails, wrench her head back, and bring her kneecap right into her nose, once twice, three times in rapid succession.
“Stay. Down!” She said, throwing her off to the side in heap. She spat off to the positioned herself back in her crouching stance, prepared to keep throwing punches if the siren got back up.
Sunset looked up from her book, “Astronomia Nova" to glance at the voice speaking to her. She took notice of the former siren circling her, and she rolled her, sighing to herself and flipping the page.
“Aria, was it?” She said dully. “What do you want?”
Sunset deliberately turned out Aria with a roll of her eyes, even as she got up in her face and snatched her book from her.
Of course she was a virgin, but at this point she wasn’t gonna tell Aria. She had been too caught up in her studies when she was with Celestia to focus on sex, even though she know what it was and how to go about doing it.
She crossed her arms and considered snatching the book back from the sirens… until she saw the penknife. Four years off boxing lessons instantly took over, her right arm moving out for a hard right jab directed at Aria’s nose as she shot up, throwing off her leather jacket and taking a crouching stance as her fists curled up in front of her face.
But if she was out for blood, she needed something more. Reaching quickly into her back right pocket, she brought out a little something she had gotten ever since some brazen student would try to attack her because of Anon-a-Miss. A light bronze brass knuckle.
“I’m only gonna say this once. Back. Off.”
Aria had not been expecting the unicorn in human form to fight back. She was used to easy prey in this world. Humans seemed to shy from her predator attitude and crowds split when she showed even the slightest amount of aggression. When Sunset’s fist collided with her nose, the tall thin siren went stumbling backwards and touched her face. Blood on her fingers alerted her that Sunset not only had a painful hit, but a good one too.
“You fucking prude!” she yelled, throwing off her own jacket. “I’m going to cut you up into bitcheroni!”
She flew at the other woman, throwing her full strength at her, which was nothing to shake a stick at. Where they were out at the park, it created a small scene. The two women suddenly scrapping. Aria possessed strength that would surprise onlookers, enough to take down most men three times her size. But her downfall came in lack of forethought. She charged right in and grabbed Sunset’s weaponized hand with the brass knuckles, going to twist it back to hurt her. She was all about causing pain after all.
But in doing this she stopped paying attention to Sunset’s other hand or the fact that the woman knew how to defend herself from brute attacks.
Sunset’s muscles tensed up as she stepped out of the way from the lunging siren, her arm stiffening up in her grip to prevent Aria from trying to pull it back. With her the womans gaze locked on her armed hand, it left her free hand totally open.
And left Aria vulnerable.
Pulling back, she gave a hard cross clear into Aria’s kidney before flattening out her hand and going for a straight jab right in her throat.
“You want my fucking blood so badly bitch?!” She spat, “Then you better make me bleed!”
Sunset looked up from her book, “Astronomia Nova" to glance at the voice speaking to her. She took notice of the former siren circling her, and she rolled her, sighing to herself and flipping the page.
“Aria, was it?” She said dully. “What do you want?”
“Besides the constant hunger pangs to stop because you broke our ability to digest our food!” Aria’s voice dripped with malice “nothing too much. Maybe to hear you beg for mercy. But that can wait. For now I want information, Sunny.”
She cracked one hand’s knuckles, sitting across from her and crossing her legs.
“You a virgin?”
“Not my fault you got your ass kicked because you wanted to enslave all humanity.” She said, her voice still emotionless as ever, but when she heard Aria’s question she froze, shooting a bewildered look at Aria. “Why the fuck would you want to know that?!” She asked, her face twisting together with a slight rage.
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