Rick X Family chapter 0; How evil starts

"Huff huff HUFF!" The Ogre with a beanie, tank top and jeans booked it through the alley, his pieces in hands. Said Pieces were silver-painted 1911 pistols with modified clips for even more rounds, since Ogres can handle using guns. The dim lights of the underground city were glowing, until one light was shot to bits, instantly poping out, no more light shining from it..until the morning when the troll would have to change it and buy a new bowl for it. Gargoyles in police-like attire aimed their pistols, which had to be specially made for their big fingers, firing off rounds of half copper and silver melted rounds. The Ogre shot blindly behind, muzzle shots flashing.

"Ah fuck!" One gargoyle was hit, holding his shoulder as he thudded loudly to the ground.

"Dickey!" A rather portly one stated, helping Dickey up. The Ogre ran around the corner, hopping onto a trash can, bending the cover as he leaped up, grabbing a sideways flagpole that had the irish flag on it, before his muscles flexed as he swinged forward, then rotated backwards, and then air thrusted forward as he flipped over a fence, landing on the other side and running again. The Gargoyles jumped onto the sides of buildings, leaping and spreading their wings, gliding over the fence, although one opened too late, slamming into the fence, falling in on his flying-squirrel wings and thudding to the ground, groaning.

As the Ogre made his way around the another corner, looking back to see a swarm of Gargoyles after him, he thuded into a 'wall', falling on his ass.

"Ngh…Ah ah!" He covered his face. Standing before him was a man who was rather famous. His old leather vest was open, with the corner of the arm openings full of ripped-out spots, worn down from years of slipping his arms through. He had a belt with an eagle on it, two pouches on his sides, both holding a Tomahawk in them. He had a scar under his jaw, which looked like it was caused by an upward slash. His most defining trait was his wait and gray hair, which was spiky. He glared, stomping a boot

"So….your back at it again huh?"

"H-Hi Officer Rick" The Gargoyles finally caught up, landing behind the Ogre. Rick 'helped' the Ogre up by grabbing him by one leg, dangling him upside down

"Drop the loot kid" The Ogre did so, reaching into his pockets and dropping some gemstones. A shadowy hand picked them up from Rick's shadow, an eye rolling out into existence from said shadow

"MAN Rick, we could make big bucks with these-"

"-Put them down, Burger. We are *RETURNING* them!" Burger, his Spirit partner, huffed

"Fine" Burger then dropped the gems, a Gargoyle picking them up and putting them in a baggy. Rick then dropped the Ogre, Gargoyle's grabbing him before he could try to flee, cuffing him. Then a giant beetle rolled in, with a star painted on the shell. A box sat on top, a Gargoyle driving the beetle.

The Gargoyles pushed the Ogre in, who thudded to the wooden floor, before the doors closed "HAH!" The Gargoyle whipped the reins, the beetle rearing, before riding off down the road. The gargoyles sighed

"Geez, lot more crime going on then there used to be" Rick shrugged, shaking the Gargoyles hand

"Thanks for the hand again, Rick. You want to come with the boys for some donuts?" The Chief was an American Gargoyle, having moved to the underground city when people were a bit uptight about his kind. That was about 50 years ago. And he wasn't as Pudgy.

"Nah, I gotta watch what I eat, it's how I keep my abs" Rick patted his open stomach. Burger snickered, having taken the form of a mini-shadow dinosaur.

"He eats like 6 cheeseburgers" Rick smacked the head of Burger.

"OWWWW! Ok OK...4" Smack. As Burger was holding his broken nose, Rick rubbed his hand. Then his higgle ringed. Higgles were mimics that worked like surface phones. Rick opened up the mouth of the Higle, putting it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"There's been another Homicide,Rick" it was the mayor! The mayor was a large liger-Centaur whose great great GREAT grandfather had built the city a long time ago. Rick rubbed his eyes. Someone had been impaling people for years, when Rick started living here about 5 years ago, when he was 19. It was rough.

The only strange thing was, that they were all gangs, high ranking government officials, and wanted monsters, the non sentient ones that couldn't speak, such as Jackalope. They made for a good steak though. But back to the problem at hand "I'm on my way to the scene Mayor, what's the location?"

"Gnoll Bridge" Rick nodded to himself.

"understood" he hung up the Higle, smacking it down and putting it to his side.

"Gotta run Chief" The Chief raised a claw to ask a question, but before he could even get his words out, Rick sped off, running far faster than a normal human could, jumping up a wall and vanishing onto a roof.

Prior to this killing, Several Strigoi from Romania sat at a table, drinking blood-liquor and playing black jack. They had a mix of gray flesh and bat features, with that being big ears, long, clawed fingers and a snout that rose to sniff the air

"I raise you….50 dogmas" one said, pushing his coins, aka Dogmas, out onto the table.

"I raise….100 Dogmas" another said. The one who was managing the game near Gnoll Bridge in a warehouse, was a Strigoi wearing sunglasses to hide his eyes.

"You boys have been going at this for hours now, don't you want to take a break?" he huffed, sounding…bored?

"Oh come Now Brother! We are Strigoi, we can do things for hours at a time! And besides, all we need are these cards, Moongool losing all of his money

''-Fock you-''

"-And these blood-bottles! Why, don't act so rough!" He slammed a playful hand onto the Strigoi, which knocked off his glasses…and showed glowing copper eyes. Strigoi's eyes weren't copper.

"What The-" he couldn't finish as The had-been wearing glasses Strigori grabbed a bottle, smashing it and stabbing him in the throat once, twice, and then for a final third time. His throat gushed as he held it, gagging and gurgling before falling into the table. The other 5 got up, claws bared, Fangs out and eyes glowing Red. The 'Strigoi' that killed the other one turned to look at them, blood from the dead Strigoi on his boots. Except now the boots were changing, in fact, the whole Strigoi was changing. A once gray flesh turned into a tan color. The bald head with wrinkle lines shrunk down to a normal human head with a 'pop', tufts of hair popping out, brown hair, with the last bit being a ponytail, already wrapped, forming from the top middle. The neck that was thick and stained with blood slimmed out into a much thinner throat, still covered in blood. The heavy clothing seemed to sag as the body shrunk down into a much more female form.The boots were sucked into the body, revealing dark red feet covered in some sort of body suit. The Coat however didn't get sucked in, but they saw womanly thighs covered in the red suit as well. The woman had been glaring, so they got a better look at her copper-glowing eyes.

"Who in the fucks are you!" one of them shouted at her, as she took off the coat, tossing it behind her. One of them hit the yelling Strigoi

"Wait…I…I've heard of her….The ceasing shifter!"

"What type of fucking stupid name is that!" The woman glared at him

"Hva slags dumt navn er 'George' for en zombie flaggermus?"

"...What'd she say?" George asked, which would be his final question, as the woman suddenly leaped with Inhuman might towards him, delivering a kick to his chest, breaking his ribs and chest bones, knocking him back and making him roll. The other 4 looked at her foot, which hung in the air, steaming at the foot. They then turned, roaring as they jumped at her.

The woman ducked under one claw strike, the air cutting with the Strigois attack, before she elbowed another one trying to bite her, breaking his teeth. She back flipped, rolling off the broken teeth ones back as another tried to slash-hug her, claws missing her soles. She landed behind the broken teeth Strigoi, kicking him forward, making him tumble right into the other Strigoi, both landing to the floor. One hit her in the back with a chair, although the chair didn't break on her back….It *bent* her. The Strigoi looked at the chair, then at her as she turned, glaring at him before blowing a strand of hair from her face

"What in satan's name-"

"-HYAH!" The woman Jumped with a flying kick, landing it in his face, before following up with a twirling right round house kick, snapping the bones in the Strigois neck and killing him as he rolled across the ground like a wet meat doll that he was. One of them, the broken tooth one, tried to stab her in the head, The Woman blocking with an X arm pose with a thud, making her chest bounce a little, before kneeing him in the gut, bones cracking. The Strigoi with no teeth gagged, before the woman kneed him in the gut several more times, pushing him back "AHHHHHHH"

"HAAAAAAAAAA!" Both shouted over the other, Before the woman shoved him into a wall, striking him in the ribs. Crunch. She ducked when he tried to slice her throat, punching his elbow and snapping it in the wrong Direction. He yelled in pain, before she grabbed the bone, sticking him in his own brain with it, yanking it out and stabbing him in the heart next with it. He gasped, sucking in air like a dying fish, before she let go, tossing her hair back as he thudded to the floor.

She started to turn to deal with the Last Strigoi, but this one got the jump on her, slashing her in the chest. He panted, looking at her looking at the wound, then back at him….wait…why wasn't she down yet? He looked at his claws-they were painted pink! "What in the fuck?" He turned to see her cocking her fist back and smashing it into his face, unhinging his jaw as he flew, slamming into the broken table, gasping as a sharp piece of wood impaled his heart. His hands slowly touched it

"Ngh..ah…ah…" he died finally, arms flopping to the sides. The woman touched that cut up spot, her suit torn and dripping pink blood

"...Jeg hater det når det skjer! Hvorfor kan du ikke bare gjøre et rent kutt, ikke et ripping kutt som makulerer drakten!" The woman grumbled to herself, taping her foot as the three claw marks on her skin slowly started to stitch back together, along with the suit. Eventually she looked as if she hadn't been clawed. But now she was hungry.

" Jeg kan gå for en Burger nå, flott, jeg skal få karbohydrater." Her eyes flicked from the glowing copper color, to a normal copper. Her suit receded into her, A jock jacket popping out into existence, along with a belt with jeans, and normal shoes that a human teenager would wear. She 'wore' them because they were fashionable. She whipped out a Higle, dialing a number. She cleared her throat

"Hey Boss, I did what the client wanted" she stated, having a slight accent to her voice. "I'm going to get paid now, right?" Her boss grumbled on the other line

"For the top ranked assassin of the underground city, you sure do whine about money"

"I'm not whining about money, I'm asking because I just killed off some Red bang gang members, and I'm hungry from doing it…on my day off. So Am I getting paid ooooor-?" "-Yes yes, jesus. Your money from the client has been transferred to your account. Don't spend it all on food aga-" She clicked the Higle shut, putting it in her pocket "No promises there" she pulled out a flask, downing…water? She whipped her mouth

"Ahhhh, spring water, great stuff" She shoved her hands into her big Jock Jacket, whistling as she walked off

Rick Got to the sight, rubbing his chin. Red Bang gang, a gang of Strigoi, Vampires, and a couple Bodach. Bodach were the leaders of course. He knelt down, next to a forensics fairy, levitating some teeth and into a bag.

"What can you tell me about this slaughter?" The fairy, with pink wings, turned to look at him, lifting up her goggles.

"Well, whoever did it WAS injured, we found some pink, glowing substance. But the thing is, it identifies as…nothing." "Nothing?" The fairy shook her tiny little head "Nothing at all" Rick rubbed his chin

"Maybe it's some fucked up Bodach mutant? Those guys don't really have DNA, since they're made of nightmares."

"We already concluded that-" The fairy squeaks.

"-But, even the mutated ones, when they bleed because of the 'becoming a physical being' issue, which also turns them pink, it's darker than the normal ones blood, not lighter. Which means-"

"-Which means it's something else, got it" Rick comments.

"What about a Dobhar?" One gargoyle comments

"I've seen them with glowing blood like a Lava lamp?" Rick rubbed his chin.

"Mmmm,naaaah, That usually smells like garbage, this smells like nothing."

"Well I'm stumped" The fairy floating next to him said.

"Me too" the Gargoyle said, before shrugging "WELP…Time for some Moss donuts" The Gargoyle comments.

"You Coming with us, Rick?" Rick shook his head

"Not this time, I'm gonna head home, feeling tired today" The Gargoyle shrugged.

"Your loss, man" He left with several others, climbing onto a Gargoyle launch pad, jumping and gliding off. The Fairies used their magic, wrapping up the blood in orbs, lifting up the corpses too. Rick went to his rune-Bike, climbing on.

"Well that amounted to nothing" an eye pops up from the shadows on the ground.

"I know Burger, but you didn't exactly HELP either" Rick revved it up. The circular runes floated out, pointing downwards and glowing green, before he shot off into the air, green tracing on the tracks. It had only been a couple minutes, but his Higle rang.

"Burger, grab it" Burger reached from the shadows of Rick's back, grabbing it and answering.

"Hello, Harbinger, bringer of destruction-Oh hey boss…Mhm…yeah. Rick, it's for you" Burger put it to Rick's ear, even though Rick was driving "Hello?"

"Hello Rick" the voice wasn't the bosses. Rick glared at Burger, who looked serious for once. Rick grabbed the Higle.

"Who is this?"

"Me? Why, I'm just a simple customer….asking for help from Rick, last of the eastern Shamans."

Rick glared. "Answer.Now"

"You see, Rick, we have been having issues with….Eastern and western cavern relations, as you know. I'm sure you know of the issues with all the elves on the Eastern side?" Rick grumbled. The individual leader of this city had to deal with 5 elder's of Elves every time there was some issue with the Eastern cavern city. They always did illegal things, but The leader couldn't do anything because the Elves would start a war. So he had most of the officers turn a blind eye….except for Rick. Rick did whatever he wanted, no one got away with crime in his city. RIght now, the Elves were pushing to move under-city relations to the surface of their location, located in Ireland. But humans were to forget about Mythical beings, to only allow them to continue in myth and legend.

"Yeah…what about it?"

"Well….That's' a cover. They are pushing to control the surface, and the western city"

"?!"

"Now, I know you may be shocked, but it is inevitable. However, you probably think I'm full of it-"

"-Yeah I do, so why would I help someone who sounds suspicious like you?"

"Because, Bearer of the first evil spirit, You're the only able-bodied person who can do it" Rick clicked his tongue to his cheek a couple of times.

"....Fine, if I were to believe you, what would I do?"

"In order to get close to the 5 clan leaders, you would have to move to east city and-"

"-Woah woah, I ain't going to some place that has a high hostility rate with humans, even if the richer humans live there"

"Are you done interrupting?"

"....Yeah"

"Good, because you would be with someone else that would help"

"Who?"

"Let's just say, she's more than capable of handling herself in a fight"

"So a woman then?"

"Yes, but she's rather….unique. But if you two can stop this plan with the 5 clans, you, Rick, will be hailed as a hero…and not just a human." Rick rubbed his face, the Bike drooping. Burger grabbed the handles, making it go back to normal height.

"....Fine. On one condition"

"Name it"

"You pay for my time 'off' the force"

"Deal. Good luck, Mr.Rick, and to Harbringer" The Higle clicked off. Rick put it away.

"Ok, so why-"

"-He said something….from a long time ago, only I will know, got it?"

"Fine, Burger….?! TRUCK!" Rick pointed, the horns honking on the Rune truck carrying burger meat "AHHHHH!" Rick and Burger yelled "DOOHHHH!" The yellow goblin yelled.

Odette sat at Under-dark Hippo Burger (Totally not based on Hippo Burger), a Moss Milkshake, Several Dragon burgers, two Beetle-ring fries and a glass of water in front of her. Her eyes were glowing, but she still wore her jock jacket. She grabbed two of the burgers, shoving them down her throat like a snake, teeth turning into sharper ones as she chewed on the burgers with her now comically large head, grabbing another and shoving it down after. She swallowed it, food bulging down her neck before falling into her stomach. Her head shrunk back down and the sharp teeth turned back to normal

"Disse Dragekjøttburgerne er flotte!" Suddenly Her Higle rang again. She sipped her Milkshake, whipping out the Gible "Hei?"

"Odette"

"Oh, sir" she gulped down the Milkshake.

"What's up, you got another mission for me?"

"Yes, sort of….I need you to work with that rather famous Human officer, Rick, to stop a war" Odette leaned on the table

"Isn't that….a bad idea if he finds out I kill others for the betterment of West city?" "Yes, which is why I hope you don't spill the beans on that. I didn't tell him this part, but you are going to pose as his wife, and move to East city, to get closer to the targets: the 5 elven guilds" Odette had been sipping her Milkshake, and spat it out on the table, mouth dripping

"Wait, rewind that mast-"

"Good luck" He hung up.

"... Å, dritt"

A couple days later, Rick drives down the tunnel. What an asshole! Calls him on the last day, telling him he has to pretend to be a husband! Bullshit! Rick squinted as he saw the light ending from the tunnel. He revved the handle, zooming out and arching upward, looking out at the city. before curving downward, swerving around another Truck. He had bandages on his face, and a cast on his hand. He broke it when he blocked his body from the brunt of the truck. He squinted. It had a much brighter artificial sun, then again…Elves were assholes. He held up his badge when he got to the toll gate, an Ogre running it

"...Merh, move along then, Officer" he opened the gate. Rick went through, looking at all the buildings. Elves walked around, and even some humans.

"Where is the address again?" Rick asked Burger.

"Old tree way, building Z1" Rick turned the RuneBike to the left, swerving it through the air before boosting, revving down dozens of buildings. Eventually he saw parking in the nice condo area, bike descending downward. Standing there was a woman sipping a flask, Jock jacket on with slim jeans and a red shirt under.

"You Odette?" Rick asks, landing the Rune bike and getting off in the parking spot. No helmet Odette thinks, must be stupid but oh well.

"Ja-Sorry, I mean yes" Rick scratched his head

"...German?"

"No"

"...italian?"

"No"

"....Elve-"

"No, Norwegian"

"OHHHH, Norwegian, ok, that was my first guess but ya know" He shrugged. Odette rolled her eyes

"So, my boss talked to you already, yes?"

"Yeah, what's the main thing I'm doing any-"

"-We are making a fake family to get into a high rate school with a child we have to find, in order to get closer to the guild of Elves, and take them out one by on-"

"-Woah woah woah, what do you mean 'Take out' and 'family'?'."

'Oh shit' Odette thinks.

'I forgot he doesn't know I'm a mercenary, he'll arrest me…. and then I have to shank him!'

"uhhh, did I say….take them out? Ehehe, what I meant was…take them out ….into prison! As for the Fake family, it's the only way to get closer to the elves.

" Rick rubbed his eyes, taking out his own flask now and downing it

"Mmmm yeah, sure, whatever" he put it back into his vest, before both looked to the condo.

"Well…Onto saving the world ay?" Rick comments.

"Ya" Odette says

"....Nor-"

"-No German"

"Oh, ok…" Odette then snorted loudly.

"Dumbass, of course it was Norwegian." Rick groaned.