"Great" Meeting

Tying the scarf around my neck, Edward asks if I'm ready. "Of course I am, are you?" Looking at his, suit. I tell him that he looks like a gorilla. "Hey, my brother is a gorilla, not me!" Putting on our shoes, we leave our apartment through the balcony under the cover of the night.

"So, What's this meeting about?" Edward asks. Explaining that the whole kidnapping of the princess caused a huge uproar, We're gathering to discuss the future of the ground. after all, just while they were looking for Amber. Over 5000 people were detained for breaking the law. And over 70% of them were lackeys of the crime bosses.

"They're mad, huh... Who do you think're going to pin the blame on?" Not even thinking about it, I tell him that it has to be Gunter. "While they know of our involvement, they also know that Gunter is the one that kidnapped the princess."

Agreeing on that, we arrive in front of a large hotel. Entering the receptionist welcomes us.

"Welcome, Mr Raven and Mr, Edward. The meeting takes at the top floor." Smiling at the receptionist, we ride the elevator.

Arriving at the top floor, we see many criminals, anyone that means at least something in the southern criminal world is present. Making eye contact with Gunter, Moving his thumb across his neck, I stick my tongue out.

"Safe some face in front of the gods." Turning around, I see Gabriel. "What are you doing here? To my knowledge, you're not a criminal." Nodding to that, he tells me that he still controls a large part of the slums.

"True, Anyways, didn't you come with the holy sister?" Sighing, he points to the food tables where I can see a woman dressed as a nun, fighting with a criminal for some piece of food.

Putting my hand on his shoulder, I express my condolences.

Leaving him be, I turn to Edward only to see him fight with the nun for a piece of food.

Feeling a hand on my shoulder now, I hear. "My condolences."

"Shut the fuck up." Telling Gabriel off, I walk away.

Feeling like somebody is watching me, I look up at the balcony. A pale black-haired lady watches me. Cursing, I walk up the stairs to the balcony only to find it empty, besides a single table that overlooks the party.

Sitting at the table the lady signals me to sit with her. "What is this Alice?" Smiling, she replies. "What? Don't like the party?" Crossing her legs, she leans forward. "Stop it, is this one of his setups?"

Shaking her head she leans into her chair, "Of course not, instead I would like to know what happened with the princess." Looking me straight in the eyes, I wave my hand. "Why should I tell it to you in private? Aren't we going to gather all the crime bosses and discuss it with them?"

Telling me that I'm no fun, I laugh. "If my skin was white as toilet paper, I wouldn't find things funny as well. Telling me that it's white like snow, I just wave my hand. Feeling something wrap around my leg, I get thrown against the back wall.

A large white hand binds me to the wall.

"Tell me one good reason as to why I shouldn't kill you?" Smiling at Alice, I say. "Because we're friends?" Tightening the large hand around me, she asks me what makes me think we're friends.

"We know each other for more than a year! Not to mention you once tried to hit on me." Giving her a cheeky wink. She releases the arm. "Get out"

Dusting off my clothes, I ask. "Oh right, and how is your relationship with [Him?]

This time not being so gentle, a large hand comes out of her shadow and throws me through a large door. It's a meeting room, filled with papers and many other things. Seeing Alice walk in, I ask if we're getting started.

Instead, a huge hand flies at me. Jumping on the table, I see the hand easily dig into the wall. "We're starting The preparations for your funeral!" As tens of hands come flying from her shadows, I dance between their swings.

Digging my cane into one of her hands, she calls it back. "Big mistake! Raven!" Sending her hands flying at me, I jump over the first one and use its huge forearm as a shield. "You do know that guys like girls with smaller hands, right?"

Having enough of it, she recalls her hands. and instead a hundreds of small hands bind together into the shape of two swords. "You're dead!"

Bringing forth my ice staff, I ask her. "Am I?"

.............

As Edward wins the struggle for the food against the nun, he feels the whole building shake slightly. He isn't the only one, all of the guests look around for the source of the shakes.

Suddenly, small pieces of the ceiling fall. "Gabriel! Do you know what's causing this?" Edward yells. "Someone is fighting somewhere." Turning to Edward, he sees his disappointed face.

"What?"

"Someone is fighting? Is that the best your God sight can do?" Laughing, Gabriel tells him that he can see the whole fight but telling Edward who's fighting would just make it boring.

Looking around, Edward realizes why he probably doesn't want to tell him. "Where's Raven?!"

"And there goes my fun." as Gabriel says that, Edward starts to run around frantically looking for Raven. As some guests try to leave, through the elevators.

They get crushed by huge white hands that come sprawling out of the shaft.

As all chaos breaks loose, Gabriel tries t ensure some order, but it's pointless. Some people get crushed against the walls while others fight with their whole might against the hands.

Edwards looks around only to suddenly get punched, almost falling over he looks at his attacker. "Gunter?!" Seeing his brother, Squaring up for a fight, Edward raises his guard.

"This is gonna be a long night."

Laughing at Edward's remarks, Gunter says. "Night? You're gonna be sleeping forever!" Slamming his at Edward, both of them come to a stop, as a sword gets pushed against Gunter's throat.

"It will not do for us to fight while the weak suffer." As Gabriel stares straight into Gunter's soul, Gunter yells. "What's your problem, old man?! This is a family matter!" Trying to grab the blade, Gunter finds something cold pushing against the back of his head.

With the blade now behind his head, Gunter panics for a second as to if his throat was cut.

"Let that be a lesson young man. Now help me with these hands."

...........

As Raven runs through a hall, Alice swings her hand swords like crazy. Throwing an ice spike against her, she cuts it down in the middle of the air. Jumping from wall to wall, Alice catches up to Raven. "God! You're a persistent woman!"

Clashing my cane with one of her swords, I spread the ice through my cane onto her sword. She kicks me in the chest and lets go of her sword, smiling, she snaps her fingers.

Suddenly the sword comes apart and the hundreds of small hands start to lock my hand in place. "Shit!" trying to pull them off, they jump onto my other arm.

Trying to run away, my leg gets caught by her large pale arms. "Don't worry, they don't bite." Alice tries to calm me down. "But your shadow does!" When one gets pulled into her shadow their arms become a weapon for her to use!

Kicking the large hand with all I have, I curse. "You fucking bicth! Let me go!" Not getting a reaction from her, her large arm instead slams me against the walls.

"GUH!" As my things begin to fall out, I realize something. Her shadow functions like a portal. so if it disappears her arms will of with it! Testing my theory, I create a small, ball of flame and shoot it at the carpet.

But to my dismay, She knows to put it out. spraying water all around the corridor, she mocks me. "Smart, It's true that you're a smart man Raven, but I know my weaknesses." Telling her that I know, I gather a bit of the water and turn it into an ice spike.

Stabbing it into the hand, Alice's eyes go wide as the plates. "What? Figured out my plan?" Stomping my leg into the carpet, water gets sprayed into the air, Freezing the droplets into small ice bullets, I send them flying at Alice.

Immediately building a cocoon out of her hands, she tries to protect herself from the onslaught of ice. "It's a good idea to make the battlefield wet since then it can't be lit, but for an ice mage. It's the perfect battlefield!"

Forming a ginormous Ice spike, I throw it at Alice's cocoon, obliterating it.

Flying back, she hits herself on the ground many times before regaining her footing. Cracking her neck. She grins. "I'm gonna show you why they call me THE WITCH OF FEARS!"