Hunger Rises (Tag: Carling)

The book had done everything Adeon had wanted. He found his way to the hideout a few days before, and he had watched and spied on the hideout. He watched the guards, who they were and how long they stayed out. How tentative they were, how distracted they were. What weapons they carried, and even how trigger happy they were when animals scuttled a commotion.

He attained an entire layout of the outside, and managed to get the layout of the inside from the town hall. Stupid muggles, they let information be too easily accessed. Adeon found the vents, and which ways he could get in fastest from the outside, but quickly and quietly searching the inside. He wanted as direct of a route as possible to the main room, where he suspected the man he was searching for would be. Parker. Adeon planned everything out, and he had memorized ever detail of his plan, and every detail of every situation that could occur.

He was ready to move. Adeon waited for his cue, the one guard taking a bathroom break. He moved in to the side of the building, quickly breaking through the ventilation system and fixing it back as if nothing happened with his wand. He moved through the vents, soundlessly with the assistance of a few spells, before he came to the room he believed to be what he was looking for. He peeked in and waited, watching Parker as he sat at his desk, waiting for the right moment to pounce.

Just as Carl had been told, she met Butch at the proper time, only to be whisked away on a motorcycle by some guy she didn't even know. It felt awkward, riding with a complete stranger, especially since she had to hold on to him to keep herself from flying off. But fortunately, the ride didn't last long. They pulled up to what used to be an old museum, now, a mob's turf Carl supposed. And now, she was getting right in the thick of their chaos.

The guy removed his helmet, revealing a man with surprisingly good looks, and wicked sideburns, "Here's our first stop."

Carl sighed, getting off the bike so he could put on the brake and take the key out of the ignition, "And what exactly are we doing?"

"You're reporting everything to Parker, then you'll be doing what he tells you." He said as he got off the bike and led her inside, while Carl contemplated exactly what Parker may have in store for her.

The opportunity had risen. Adeon watched as Parker turned around, going through a file in his hand. Adeon jumped down, aware of the gun in the man's belt, and stole the gun before wrapping a knife close to his throat, and within seconds slitting his neck. He gave the man no chance nor time to react. Adeon also knew better then to use magic in the muggle world. For good measure, Adeon took the man's gun and shot him twice, before dropping it on the ground, free of fingertips from his black gloved hands.

The shots would signal the other guys, and Adeon went for a quick escape. He opened the door and left it open, before turning around and going through the vent. That way, it looked more like a man, a human man, trying for a quick escape, careless about his actions as he escaped. Adeon made his way through the vents, using a spell to track where all the guards were. At the time, the coast was clear. Adeon jumped out and closed the vent with a quick spell, jumping along the the roof tops and getting as far as he could, as fast as he could do it.

Just as the two had neared the stairs, a shot rang out, causing them both to freeze. The guards were rushing up the stairs before either of them even realized what was going on.

"Come on!" Carl's escort ordered, as he rushed up the stairs with his gun. Carl hissed, turning the opposite direction. She couldn't afford to lose her hide over some stupid gang fight.

"Accio." She mumbled, holding her wand in her sleeve slyly, and the keys to the bike lew into her hands. She was out the door and speeding off before you could even say wait.

(this is gonna be a shitty post...)

Adeon hopped down off of the roof once he was three blocks away. Being that Parker was in a gang, Adeon highly doubted any involvement with the police, so he felt safe to walk on the streets in his black coat. He wasn't big on the muggle trends, and he felt weird in the muggle coat.

A few humans stared at him, all women, a few giving him winks. He was disgusted by the notion, how open some women could be with themselves, just walking down the street and by a stranger. You didn't get much of that in the Wizarding world, mostly because the wizards in Knockturn Alley hardly turned an eye, and everyone in Diagon Alley were friendly and close.

Adeon continued, hands in his pocket, walking down the street, head now down trying to avoid contact with anyone else.

The roar of the motorcycle's engine was so powerful, Carl couldn't help but go faster. She didn't realize how fun it was to drive this thing. She poured down on the gas, and shot down the streets, weaving in and out of traffic on her new bike. There was no way she was giving this thing back now. And at the speed she was going now, she was just a flurry of fiery red hair to anyone she passed on the streets. She continued speeding up, faster and faster, until she took a few turns, and finally stopped at the dead end of an alley, heart pumping as she let the adrenaline wear off. Then she laughed quietly to herself. Why hadn't she stolen one of these babies before?

Adeon was quick to turn down an alley, and heard a suspicious motorcycle running. He was quiet and stealthy as he walked through, peering around the corner. And there sat a girl, with wild red hair, and Adeon only rolled his eyes. What the hell? Was this girl everywhere or something?

"Can I help you?" Carl called to the silhouette of a head that moved into the view of her headlights.

(She made one of them quick turn stops. xD)

Adeon pulled his arm over his eyes, casting a spell to break the light on the front of her motorcycle.

"What the fuck, trying to blind me now?"

He looked at her in the eye, questioning her presence here in the muggle world. And here in front of him. He seemed to keep running into this girl recently, and Adeon was starting to question how much of a hassle she must be, if he was seeing her more than once. Adeon rarely saw a face more than twice, let alone interact with them. Adeon kept to himself, and usually only spoke with his clients in private, with faces hidden, or saw the faces of those he was sent after. He never saw them more then once.

But this girl was everywhere, and he was starting to question her presence.

As her light went out, she killed the engine, growing quiet as she watched him there, in the shadows. Another wizard? Hadn't she been getting enough of those lately? Just the very notion of it had turned sour in her mouth. She just sat there, waiting for the man to reveal himself, or better yet, leave. She didn't say a word.

There was a reason why seeing a wizard in her world would bother her. Here, she had an advantage, a secret weapon that no one knew about. Put another wizard into the cards, and she might as well call herself a muggle.

Finally, after staring at him for long enough, she said, "Don't you have somewhere to be gettin' off to?" Why would she leave before him? This was her turf. Aka, the muggle world.

"I did, but you're in the way, duckling."

Adeon was leaning against the wall, still in the shadows, but not intentionally hiding himself. Force of habit, perhaps. He watched Carling as she just sat there on her bike. So she made herself a living here. That was one of Adeon's theories that was now confirmed. Maybe he'll find out if her hair is really red or not?

He chuckled to himself as he joked in his head. Standing up from the wall and stuffing his hands into his pockets, playing with the lint that sat at the bottom of them.

And there was that annoying nickname again. "You again?" Carl frowned. Like she even wanted to think about him. It was because of him that she got into this whole mess with Butch and now apparently the mob!

Now her irritation was rising, as it forced her to imagine the consequences for running off. Whatever they would be, it made her think there were a whole lot of worse things than death. She glanced over her shoulder, examining the end of the alley for herself before replying to him, "How the bloody hell am I in your way? This is a dead end, in case you hadn't noticed."

Adeon scuffed at her, and confidentally walked past her. Of course she didn't know. She might as well have been a muggle, the way she appeared to live among them with her bike and all. Her muggle clothing, too. He stared at the wall and took out his wand, tracing a few blocks before taking a step back.

"Haven't you heard of the passages home? Well, my home at least. Don't know what you'd call it." He was a bit snide as he spoke.

He tapped on the brick twice before it opened, revealing Knockturn Alley. It led to another alley, but the magical aroma was clearly present. As well as the dark aroma that lingered in the walls.

"Now that I've answered you, you can answer me. Why are you back here, duckling?"

Carl chuckled, "Oh, I call it Wonderland." She said as Britishly as possible. She was mostly speaking to herself, considering nothing made sense when a wizard was about.

"And I'm parking, as you can see." She said as she glanced between him and the magic wall. "Maybe if you stopped calling me that god damn name, I'd offer a better answer." She smiled. Innocence was a look she could only try pulling off, but boy, did it add to her attitude.

Adeon turned around, eyeing her, as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

"Nickname? I wonder what you're talking about, duckling."

He smirked, waiting to see her irritated face. He was having fun for the time, but as he looked at her back, and the dead end of the alley, he was nearly positive she couldn't just be parking here. In the muggle world, there were thugs and drug deals, and hobos. They would all steal the bike, hell they'd live in it if they could.

"What are you really doing? I know you're not parking, don't take me for a dumbass. There's a hell of a lot more to your story, and it's written all over your face. Running? Who from?"

He pestered, curious and wanting to get more information. He wouldn't settle for her games. So Adeon knew that he'd keep at it until he was satisfied with her answer.

"Well you know how I just love running away." She spat sarcastically, her back turned to him as she looked in her mirror and started fixing her hair, "I heard gunfire, so I stole a bike and made off with it." She glanced back at him, "What do you care anyways?"

"Oh, you heard it? Good to hear."

He didn't care much about what he said, the Duckling couldn't tell anyone important. And she ran away, that only proves that she isn't worth the worry. Adeon wasn't going to tell her what he did, of course. That would be idiotic. But he wasn't going to bother to go out of his way to hide his doings. Too much effort for someone who couldn't do a thing against him.

Carl frowned, "You killed him, didn't you?" It all made sense. She gave him the book. Then Butch tells her someone's life is in danger, and she needs to report to Parker and then BANG!

No wonder why he was here. "So what are you? A thug in your world? Makes me almost glad I'm a thief." She finally stood up off her bike, turning to face him more properly as she waited to see if he himself would run off or not.

"Thug? Hah, I'm not a little twit who thinks I'm more then I am. I have a reputation to uphold, I am no thug."

He shook his head, about ready to leave. If the girl was going to be that offensive, then he had no reason to stick around. If she couldn't understand the respect he deserved, then he didn't give a rats ass about what she wanted to hear from he. He wouldn't run, but he wasn't going to just stick around and be insulted by this muggle-minded girl.

"Then what are you?" Carl practically blurted out. Why she even cared was beyond her. Perhaps she blamed him for her own mistakes. It was difficult to say.

(laaame post yay! xD)

"If I was more then just a job, I wouldn't still be talking to you, would I?"

He looked at the girl with the crazy hair and the blue eyes. Thief, it almost fit. She could run. But Adeon didn't think the girl was able to really steal things the way he would imagine a good thief to. She just didn't seem to have that careless attitude toward who she was stealing from. She just didn't seem to have the right...spark.

"You don't need to know. If you need to know, I'll tell you, deal? But you don't need to know now."

He began walking toward the wall that lead into the Wizarding World, but not yet through it.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Was he planning on stalking her again? Great, now she couldn't even go back to Cazz's. If he wasn't going to tell anymore about himself, she certainly didn't want him knowing a thing about her.

"See you around, duckling."

Adeon waved over his head as his back was turning, disappearing into the wizarding world.

Carl scoffed and rolled her eyes, turning back to mount her bike. She could just scream right now, that man was so frustrating. She poured life into the engine and drove off.