Quill quickly used his super speed, got behind Hoodie, disarmed
completely his glock and stepped back a few steps. He quickly
pulled out a Cross bow, fully loaded. He knew that his weapons were
knocked out, so he used that instead. "Hey are you sure have a bad
taste on hoods. Let me guess, your name, Hoodie?" Lockehorn used
his prised horn and pulled out the tree from the ground. He got
into a battle pose, with arms up.
Galadriel resisted the smile tugging at her lips with great
strength. It was hard not to smile at the display in front of her -
Pokemon, Mutants, Humans and Valar-knows-what working together,
when just a few thousand years ago they would have been at each
other's throat. Complimenting each other. Helping one another. For
the good of all. Skye raised an eyebrow and her whip coiled loosely
around Hoodie's body. "Move, and the heat will measure to the sun's
core." She hissed.
"Is that it? I was expecting more from your group madam."
Hoodie directed his thoughts to Galadriel. In an instant he had
escaped the whip, retrieved his weapons, and crouched on a high
branch of the tree. He aimed his weapon at Skye, lazily moving it
between the group members. "How do you know of me? There should
be no records of me left." his thoughts flowed through the
minds of all present. "And if you attempt to disarm me again, I
will not hesitate to kill you. He stared at Quill.
(Ok, so the thing is, his fear aura is supposed to make your body
not want to approach him. I didn't expect it to work on Didect or
Galadriel, but Quill is still human basically. His body wouldn't
allow him to come near Hoodie, due to fear. Just saying. Touching
him while its active would most likely make you vomit.)
(Good to know. Also, should it work on Skye, who has an enchanted
ring (of power)?)
"Point that gun away from Skye." Galadriel said. Her voice was
dangerously low, emanating danger that even would have caused the
Valar to hesitate and take a step back. Oh, she had no doubt that
should the need arise, she could utterly destroy the bullet. If the
need arose, anyway. Skye did not move. Most humans didn't when a
gun was pointed at their faces, but still! She wasn't most humans,
was she?
Didact didn't really have much to do. A simple Glock probably
wouldn't affect his armor, even with the shields down, and he was
fairly sure Galadriel had everyone else covered, so he just stood
there.
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
(Yes it would, since she is still a human. It doesn't work on
Didact or Galadriel simply because they have had eons to gain
mastery over their emotions. Sure they would feel it, but they just
wouldn't care as much.)
"Oh don't worry ma'am, I have no intention of hurting the lass.
I don't hurt women. She is simply the only one I can foresee it
hurting, since I don't have my usual ammo loaded." He let the
gun barrel drop, pointing at the ground. He sat with crossed legs
in the tree. "Now if everyone could calm down a bit, I'm sure we
can have a civil conversation."
Skin-Taker stepped forward, moving between Hoodie and the girl. "I
would be wary Galadriel. This one is a servant of the Pale King. He
cannot be trusted." He shook his head. "I do not know his name, but
his face is unmistakable."
Galadriel hissed. "I do not trust anyone that will harm Skye." She
pointed out. "Thus why I and Didact had a few issues when we first
met." Skye mentally brushed her mind against Galadriel's.
"Galadriel? As much as I appreciate the sentiment, and I hate to
cut this moment short, but maybe... we need him on our side. If
he's a servant of Slenderman, then surely he has a way to contact
his master?" She hoped it worked. Galadriel mulled it over in
her mind, careful not to let it show. "Very well. But if he
threatens you again, I have other plans set." Galadriel
decided. "We are willing to talk. For the moment." Galadriel
answered.
"Yes, certainly I did." Galadriel thought back with twice,
of not thrice the amount of sarcasm. She was beginning to get
addicted to snarling at people. At first it had started with Skye,
and then it had gotten worse when she began saying the words out
loud.
Lockehorn took a few steps back before collapsing. Hoodies fear
aura had done that. Quill threw up his lunch, which wasn't much and
wiped it away with his sleeves. "Well, that's new." He said out
loud. "So... What's the plan? 'Cuz I certainly don't have one,
except going back in time and riding a freaking T-Rex to battle,
and stabbing this hooded guy a few times, before blasting him with
my custom guns." Quill thought to Skye, Galadriel and Didact.
Giratina went close to Hoodie. He was fear itself, and he feared
nothing.
Hoodie appeared in the ground in front of the group. He bowed,
speaking to their minds "Thank you. I sincerely apologize for
threatening your daughter ma'am. I truly did not intend to harm her
in any way." He noticed the hurling man, shaking his head
profusely. "Sorry, forgot about that." He deactivated the
aura. The great grey and gold beast moved towards him. The thing
didn't seem to fear him in the least. "Now, I would like to know
why you brought me here. I am obviously not the only one from my
land who is here, so there must be a good reason." He would
play dumb for now. No need for them to know why he was here.
"Yeah, you better be so-!" Quill was interrupted you more puking.
He really didn't appreciate that aura ability. Lockehorn helped
Quill up. Boomer kept a very scary death stare at Hoodie and
occasionally Taker.
"By the way, that 'lass' ain't Her daughter." Quill said as he
wiped out his puke again. This time using a small tissue.
"He makes a good point. Skye is definitely not my daughter."
Galadriel said. Skye frowned. "She is more like my mate than
anything else. And get out of mind. I would rather keep at mine."
She paused here. "As for why, I think you know that information
too, and you know I did not bring you here." Entei didn't like this
Hoodie character, that much he knew. Hoodie also didn't have
anything about privacy.
Didact's armor had reached ten percent power, allowing basic
movement. He bent and picked up his weapons, not taking his eyes
off Hoodie. "I dunno. He doesn't look like he means any harm."
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.