Thread: You must be mistaken (Aine x Wander)

The perspective of the universe is quite different when one is swinging upside down and has several eyes to peer through not to mention the increased agility and several limbs to boast. Spider was one form that Xangor loved. The arachnid form was the best means to spy on someone. That is what he was doing at this moment, stalking his prey, searching for the right moment to snag her and then eradicate the threat to his people. The web emerged slowly from within him, his hairy legs oscillating slowly as he hung in the air, out of view and gazed upon her for his chance. This woman is a threat to all the Badle on earth! Exclaimed the Polomark. But can we be sure that she is a threat? After all, she is only a girl. Retorted Assassin Xangor. You are a hired professional, paid to do your job for your people, your Badle. Do not involve your personal opinions in your orders, officer. The polomark commanded as he gazed upon the assassin with a menacing glare. The assassin could merely bow in absolute acquiescence, as he pulled his long black mane of long wavy hair into a tight bun. He extracted his long brown hood, a uniform for the Assassins of the Badle and stood naked there before the polomark. Then, he pressed the rune upon of the Badle, a square within which the ambigram of the name of his people was engraved into his chest. It was a brand that was put upon the Badle when they were born it was the source of all their abilities. The moment the stubby with no nails fingers touched the rough scaly skin upon his chest, a blue flame emerged from within the rune and engulfed every inch of his red skin, his webbed feet, his long pointed tail and his sharp nose and sinewy features upon his hairless body was engulfed within the power of the flame. As the flames subsided, the dog, his brown fur glistening magnificently under the glow globes of the polomarks room hopped up towards the Badles throne and stuck his moist tongue out. The picture of the girl was placed into the dogs mouth by the polomark as the dog turned around and escaped room, his tail oscillating behind him. Thus, Xangor, embarked upon the journey to find and hunt his prey. The prey that was in fact innocent. The threat to the Badle was from a person who had managed o intercept the super encrypted email of the polomark and sent him pictures of the Badles changing form and threatening him to pay the ransom lest their existence be exposed to the world. The internet protocol address of the emailerblackmailer was traced and thus their target found and bounty provided to their best assassin, Xangor. Little did the Badle know that the blackmailer was one step ahead of them and had used another persons home computer to send the email and thus an innocent woman shall now succumb to the brutal acts of this ruthless assassin for Xangor was famous for never missing a target. He would not only kill, them, he would brutally murder them. Thus, he searched for a good few days before finally apprehending her. This place is quite public, I need to find her alone. Thought he as he stood there in human form with a newspaper covering his face while he observed the girl entering the store where she worked, I should follow her! He concluded. Presently, he was in his most agile and inconspicuous spider form and now swinging for the ceiling, searching for the right moment to attack.