Huntress

Meredith had been spending the past few nights with her counterpart, not really having much of anywhere to go, for one, and not feeling confident in leaving the meeker version of herself to her own devices. At any rate, this Charlie person and his kind were still stalking around New York, and this being the third time there was attempt on her life- well, if they found out she was alive, it was unlikely she would live to tell a fourth tale.

The face of the person pulling Charlie away from her was shocking. He honestly hadn’t been expecting the meager, useless girl to have survived the knife to the gut, let alone be trying to kill her. To say that Charlie hadn’t been expecting this when she’d gotten up that morning was an understatement. It had been the furthest thing from his mind, not even really something he’d considered.

Percy had to bite his tongue when Charlie sighed. He knew the plan, he just wanted to make sure, it wasn’t like he was totally clueless. Honestly, he knew he wasn’t the favourite, but he was about to commit a mass murder for the cause, a little more gratitude would be nice.

Charlie glanced over at Percy with a raised eyebrow before turning to the automatic this time. They sat in silence for a few minutes, waiting, and then slowly the students started to trickle out of the school. Another moment later and there was a small mass of them and Charlie opened fire.

Percy gave a salute with his handless arm, before dropping his bag where instructed. He was getting a vibe from Charlie that he definitely wasn’t the man she wanted for the job, but he knew he was all he had pretty much - readily available in the city that was. It was amazing how quickly he’d gone from being in Charlie’s good-graces to being on his hit list. One fuck up and it was like the last years of his life dedicated to cause were for nothing. Oh well. Perry thought. I’ll just have to prove them wrong on this one.

Charlie couldn’t help but sigh loudly at his question. If this had been Leroy, he wouldn’t have had to repeat himself. He’d have known exactly what Charlie wanted. But unfortunately, Leroy was dead and Percy was all he had. “Yes, as we’ve discussed already.” he replied, rolling her eyes and testing out the sniper scope on the second gun.

In his good hand, Percy carried a small duffle bag, full of ammo and a 9mm. He’d never been much of a good shot to begin with, and without the balance of his other hand, he wasn’t sure really what he could do. But their numbers were dwindling - Charlie wanted to shoot the place up, and he was one of the few left to help her out with it. And by all means he was going to give it his best go. He didn’t even have to be super accurate; he just had to get the freaks that ran away from the pack, Charlie would take care of the groups. There was an odd feeling in the pit of his stomach, but Percy chose to ignore it - it would almost definitely pass.

Charlie chuckled. “Oh, I do know you.” she muttered, pursing her lips slightly. And if he knew Percy as well as he thought, that it wouldn’t have been surprising for him to run away or double cross her. It’d be quite stupid, yes, but not that surprising.

Ben was not used to this level of conversation with a stranger, and if he was being honest, it was beginning to annoy him. Was this just what people were like here? With everything going on, h figured people would only get more hostile on the streets. How could this person know if he was a Special or not, how could they know if he was dangerous. Perhaps Charlie was a Special, shouldn’t she be more careful? 

Charlie couldn’t help but frown at him, but managed a nod. “I completely understand. Wouldn't want someone giving away my information without my permission either. And if you can’t get in contact with most of them--” She shrugged and follow his gaze back tot he ruined building. Charlie didn’t really feel that bad about having it set on fire because of the relations Porter had with Evos, but from what she’d heard, it really had been a nice pub.

“I like those odds.” Percy said with a slight grin, figuring Charlie was probably right, and, should the opportunity arise, he could probably take another crack at taking Harry out, and he’d more than likely succeed this time. When he was a little more used to getting by without a hand, perhaps. 

Charlie couldn’t help but smile deviously. “Excellent. I expect results, Percy. No more fluttering about or missing opportunities. I want him dead, even with your new disability.” Charlie paused, staring Percy down with a hard glare. “He’s a potential problem for all of us.” And so was Jenny, but Charlie wanted to take care of her himself.

And just like that, Benjamin’s anti-social nature reared its head again and he, quite quickly responded to their proposal. “No.” He didn’t even look in the stranger’s direction, his eyes still lingering on the doors of the pub. It hadn’t even occurred to him how rude that probably seemed until a few moments later. As easy as it would be just to leave it there, the person had been helpful, so it wasn’t really fair to just cut them off like that. 

Charlie couldn’t help but pout at Ben’s response. It wasn’t something she’d expected, in all honesty. Most people were more than happy to recall better times and memories with others, though maybe it was the thought of doing it with a stranger that was off-putting.

At the statement that either Porter or Donald had perished in the fire, Benjamin bit his tongue and closed his eyes. People were loosing their lives all around them, and it felt like things were only getting worse. Whether an accident or intentional, things like this didn’t deserve to happen to such good people as the young men who ran this bar. 

“Yes, such a shame.” Charlie gave another internal grin at the mourning for another Evo they’d killed. He got such a thrill watching people suffer like this and knowing the world was going to be a better place without this Evo in it. And now, this man was hopefully going to lead her to even more that they could potentially take out before the end of the month. 

“That’s there’s not.” Harry smiled sleepily, before starting to roll himself towards the door to let Charlie out. He wished that he could have been more help to the man, but without Percy here, what else was there? In truth, he couldn’t wait for Charlie to be gone so he could have some peace and quiet. Harry had a feeling Sasha would be able to tell if he didn’t get any sleep sometime soon, and would drag herself out of that hospital bed to kick his ass. 

Percy grumbled at Charlie’s persistence that Harry was nice, but said no more, only raising an eyebrow finally when his boss mentioned his brother’s condition. “If he can fall out of a four story window and live, I’m sure he’ll be fine.” He shrugged, not really caring whether or not whatever it was his lady had infected Harry too, so long as it didn’t pass to him. 

Charlie couldn’t help but snicker at Percy’s response. “Please, dear, he might have had luck last time, but I think we both know it’s how he landed that saved his life.” He grinned widely at him. “And a cat only has nine lives.” Charlie gave him a hard, devilish look before lifting his glass and taking a long drink from it.

“I see.” Ben’s eyes returned to the building, his heart beat rising slightly as he went through various possibilities of how it could have happened. Logic would suggest a Pyro, having had a little too much to drink, over-zealously showing off their ability. However, Benjamin had no doubt that it was just as likely to be a bigot targeting the establishment for any number of hate-related reasons. 

Grinning inwardly, Charlie put her bets frown on and turned to him. “Well, I think it was in the paper or on the news, I can’t remember the details exactly, but I heard that there was one death. Apparently the own, I think.” She sighed and turned back to the building, do her best to hide a smile. “I’m not too sure, though. I only just arrived in town a few weeks ago and was thinking about trying this place out.”

“Nice man?” Percy chuckled, before ordering himself a beer. Why was it that no one else but him found Harry’s act completely intolerable? Sure, he was nice, but it was sickly, saccharine, like he was trying too hard. “Sure, I guess so.”

“Yes, very nice, though that damned dog was rather rude.” Charlie eyeballed him with a snicker. “And it was mere luck, catching your brother. I was just getting ready to leave when he showed up.” He smiled a bit deviously at him. “And you should be nicer to your brother. With his condition and that girl of his being sick, who knows how long he’ll have...”

Strangers in the Night || Benjamin & Charlie || V8 W4 Wednesday Night

After much debate, Charlie decided to go and see the Fuzzy Peach damage herself. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Sebastian, but Porter had been causing some trouble for the Hunters recently. This endeavor needed to be done to her own. 

Harry grumbled quietly, something about letting his baby brother rest a little longer. He knew Percy was a hardworker, but surely he deserved a little bit of time off? But he was a grown man, he could make his own decisions about work. And Harry would be lying if he didn’t remember that pressing need to just do something after his accident. 

Charlie chuckled at Harry’s explanation of the picture. It was quite humiliating and he could see why Percy never mentioned much about his personal life. Especially with Harry calling his brother Perry. That had to be the most ridiculous nickname for Percy she’d ever heard.