"Such pathetic creatures....."
How she got here was anyone's guess, hell she was as clueless as to why she was called to this realm as anyone else was. Who ever that anyone else...well was. With the chaos that erupted around her, the female tugged nervously at the cursed blood red collar that was fastened securely around her delicate neck, the bright color a stark contrast against her fair skin.
There was just something unreal and eerie about her. Her face, somewhat luminous, had a pale tone to it, with luminescent multifaceted eyes the color of molten gold, flecked with emerald. This enchanting face was framed by white silky tresses that tumbled over her shoulders, fading to gold at the ends that coiled at her hips. No clothing adorned her form, only white tresses offered partial covering, giving tantalizing peaks of her curvaceous figure, and ample breasts. Patches of scales the color of newly fallen snow, reflecting a golden hue, decorated the curve of her hips, and cupped her breasts. Horns protruded from the top of her head matching in color, a long whip like tail swayed behind her, only adding to her mysterious appeal
This woman was standing in a alley way, watching in silence as the streets became nothing but a stampede of panicking humans, tanks, and the sound of bullets flying. As tanks began to roll closer to the alley where she was currently standing she took a silent step back, white scaled dragon like wings would begin to unfurl as she slowly began to lower into a crouch.
Only to be pulled out of the alley and down the street.
The sudden pull by someone, a man she quickly realized, caught the dragoness slightly off guard, causing her to stumble as she was pulled out of her crouch.
"The fuck?"She growled, about to question this man, but instead fell silent, curious to see just where he led her. Into a city hall it appeared like, judging from the structure and various signs, and trapped. Did he know nothing? From what she could tell everyone was gathering into this building, and now becoming like cattle being prepped for slaughter. All to easy prey for the threat that marched down the street, playing a rather catchy tune. Another growl resonated from her throat as she yanked her hand away, turning slowly, her golden gaze shifting to take in her new surroundings.
Then focused on the armed men that came into the building and began to open fire. She took in a deep breathe, irritation flashed within her hypnotic eyes, and her clawed tips fingers curled into fists at her side. Energy sizzled around her, invisible, but clearly felt. A thick heavy presence that encompassed her like a second skin, acting as a shield against the pitiful bullets.
"Fuckers..." She growled, attracting the attention of two, who started at her presence, but recovered quickly and opened fire as laughter left their lips. Graceful swift steps took her forward, bullets pinging off her shield, leaving her unharmed from the onslaught of bullets, and that haughty laughter soon became a string of curses. Like an animal she was upon them, a blur of white as she leaped at one with claws poised to tear out his throat. She was ruthless, landing upon his chest, one hand striking into his throat with frightening ease, while the other dug its claws into his chest. With inhuman strength she tore into him, his screams drowned out by the blood that pooled in his threat from where her claws sank. They landed to the floor, him on his back, her crouched upon his chest, making his death swift before her blood speckled head lifted and her glowing jeweled toned eyes focused on the other.
He didn't get off one round before she to did to him as she had to his comrade. Like a wild cat she was, tearing into him mercilessly, even after he had breathed his last breath. Crouched on his chest as she sank her claws into both sides of his head, twisted until a sickening crack of his breaking neck was heard, then pulled, tearing muscle and flesh. With a furious roar she ripped the lifeless corpses head from his shoulders, then stood straight and steady upon the lifeless creatures neck. Head in hand, she eyed the chaos thoughtfully, before throwing the head forcefully into the head of another gunmans sending him reeling backwards with the sheer force of it. If the situation wasn't as irritating as it was, she might had laughed at the comical fall and soon followed horrified scream of the target of her head attack.
With the man down, she surged forward, even with bare feet she moved unhindered. White tresses and fair skin now painted with the blood of her previous kills, giving her a gruesome appearance. Even as chaos erupted around her, she remained focused, mind only thinking of ripping apart the next person who tried to fire at her again.
With her focus elsewhere, the shield she had placed about herself began to falter, leaving her rather open to the gun shots that pierced the air. A few grazed her skin, the pain of the wounds drowned out by the adrenaline and fire that pumped through her veins. The poor man was still trying to regain himself when she was upon him, a beautiful monstrosity that roared like some kind of animal as she slammed into him. There was no method or art in her attacks she moved wildly, unpredictably, with little thought to her well being.
