Unlikely Company. (Charlie)

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Ivy Gardens, a once beautiful store filled with every type of flowers and plant, are in ruin. Lay wounded on a broken table. Severely wounded and cover in her own green blood. Toss around like a rag doll, by a being of the night. The fight between her and the old man (Mr. Nos) was a disaster. She had underestimated him and his strength. That almost cost her own life. And one of this day, her mad temper and rush to judgement, would be her own undoing and to her dead. 

But, that wasn't her only dilemma. The pain from her injuries was nothing new to her. She had been worse. But watching and hearing her children in pain. As a mother, broke her heart and drove her to tears. So many of them are hurt, and so many of them are dying. After sacrificing their own life to become her weapon and armor, to defend and save her, from the brutal monster (Mr. Nos) attack. Obviously, out strength and easily over power. Each one of her beloved babies was paying the price. Either in pain or in death. 

But as she tries to get up and save each one of her children. She was too weak and badly injured to save either one of them, even herself.

Miserably.

She collapsed onto the floor. Unable to reach any of her children to rescue them. She started crying and say, how sorry she was and what she had done to them. As she soon falls prey to her worse nightmare, darkness...

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It had been a quiet night from Charlie’s perspective, nothing was really buzzing in the underground and no one had hired her to steal anything. A boring night since she couldn’t even sleep, as she kept thinking about it. She rolled in the cool grass and stared up at the stars in the sky. Though Jump was a city they some how managed to get a good starry night sky above. Unable to keep still she picked at some of the soft green blades, throwing them in the air and covering herself in them. Then an idea struck her and she sat up with a grin. She’d go see Ivy!

And so she jumped up and started running in the direction of the plant shop. When she came across a building or a fence that was short enough she merely jumped and soared in the air. For a while now she’d been getting better at using her powers, all the free time during the night was very good for practice. Occasionally she’d spy some late night club goers on their way to some hopping party. In fact that was how Charlie met Ivy, and she grinned at the memory.

Pretty soon she came across the plant shop Ivy Gardens, but something was really off. It was far too quiet on the streets and when Charlie looked in through the window she saw the floor was covered in shatter pots and dirt along with broken plants that were larger than they should be. Her blue eyes widened and she quickly pushed open the door, “Ivy?” She called out into the darkness.

When her eyes adjusted she saw the green skinned girl on the ground with a small pool of green nearby. “Ivy!” Charlie quickly dashed over and knelt next to the fallen girl. “Christ! What happened?” She murmured to herself. “Ivy, Ivy please wake up. Ivy!” Her hands gently shook the girl before she swung her back pack over and started getting out her first aid kit. Charlie moved some of Ivy’s red hair out of her face, she still looked as pretty as the night they first met.

She was tagging along with a group of friends one night, something about a raging party going on in a club and Charlie was always up for a party. So in her best night on the town outfit that showed off her curves Charlie flashed the bouncer a smile along with her fake ID a friend got her. They got in without a single suspicious look and when they entered Charlie could feel the beat of the music rattle her lungs. The club was filled to the brim with dancing bodies and Charlie could feel the adrenaline seep into her veins.

Soon she joined in the dancing mob, losing herself in the beat of the music. It was then she spotted a flash of vibrant red hair dancing near by. Drawn to it Charlie found herself dancing with very pretty red head with what looked like green skin, and for some reason she wanted to get closer.

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Flashback.

It was Friday night and what better way to de-stress, then to hit the nightclub. Dig into some man's pockets for a couple of generous donation to her business. Not that because her business wasn’t booming or anything. Just that, it gives her too much pleasure to poke fun on man's. Man's are who are so easily manipulate, who puts their pants before their brain, like the animals they are. And it’s even more fun to watch them fight over her. And all she had to do was to bat her eyes at them to get their attention. And they will be swarming to her like flies to a Venus trap.

Man's!

As typical men are, it wasn’t long as she slips into the club. Wearing a sexy one piece red color tube dress and hit the dance floor. And every man in every corner of the room had their eyes on her. Getting the attention she truly deserves. But something else caught her attention instead. A gusty girl came up to her and attempted to dance with her. Now, will you imagine that? She knew she had the attraction of the guys, but a girl. Now this was interesting.

Taking her on. She turns to her dance with her instead.

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Everything around Charlie was hypnotic, the music pulsing in her ears, the lights flashing vibrant colors along with the beat, and the seductive red head that she danced with. Now Charlie did like guys but she was a rather open individual and when someone like the girl dancing with her popped up, she pursued. And was this pursuit fun! The girl really knew how to dance and with Charlie wearing a lacy black dress they made a very sexy pair of black and red on the dance floor.

In Charlie’s mind all she was focused on was the beat of the music, the sway of her hips and her dance partner in the red dress. The other guys dancing around them didn’t register even when they got closer. Maybe it was something in the air that caused her to feel this way, maybe it was just the atmosphere, Charlie didn’t know but she kept dancing until the end of the song.

When it did she quickly took what little time between songs to talk to her red headed dance partner, “That was some amazing dancing!” She said her voice managing to carry over the sounds of other people. “I’m Charlie!” She held out her hand to the green skinned girl, wondering if she had ever seen someone like her before.

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“I’m Pamela…” She flashed a smile and shook her (Charlie's) hand. “Wanna get a drink? Drink on me” She invited Charlie to join her

What?! She was in a good mood. Even if she was a criminal, it didn't mean she was authorize to play the 'bad girl' card...all the time. She had ever right to have a social life, now and then. Let her hair loose, to go clubbing and drink her stress away. Beside, who knows? She might just get more than just a dance.

“You’re old enough to drink, right?” She joked  "It be a sin and shame if you are..." ..and started to flirt with her. 

But just before she could get a reply from Charlie, a big-brute-muscle-angry-looking man cut through the crowd and approach them. The kind of man, who was all muscle but no brains. So, one thing came into mind with one question. 'What does the brute muscle guy wants?' All was answer, when he impudently grabbed Charlie by the arm and started to yell at her.

“WHERE’S MY WALLET YOU, freaking b*#$@!? I KNOW IT WAS YOU!”

Not only was he loud. But he was also curt and obnoxious from the way he spoke and behave. And thanks to his childish behaviour and loud outbursts. The colorful lighting effect, the hot beat music and dance soon come into a complete halt, when a big bright (white) light. Shine on upon them. A way to tell everyone, 'there's the troublemaker, shame on them'. 

Just this once, can't she have a night off without adding another item to her list of her vendetta against the male population?

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This girl was nice and so far Charlie liked her, liked her a lot. “Well since you’re buying then I’ll just have to accept,” Charlie smiled at Pamela. She could probably cover it herself really, after lifting a few wallets from some unsuspecting gentlemen too busy ‘dancing’ with her to notice her hands slipping into their pockets. Night clubs were some of the best spots to pick pockets with the large mass of people too busy or drunk to notice when their wallets missing until it’s too late.

Well most of them were anyway. Charlie was about to tell a little white about her age to get a drink when someone gripped her arm hard enough that it would leave a bruise later. She flinched at the tightness and glared up at the meathead whose hand felt like it would break her arm. He wanted his wallet huh? Charlie took a moment to rewind her memory to see if this ham for brains just happened to be a mark tonight.

As luck would have it, he was. But she wouldn’t tell him that, especially not with all of the club watching. Thinking quickly she focused on the pain in her arm and put a hurt look on her face, adding a little fear in it as well since she really didn’t want a broken arm. “Y-you’re hurting me,” she whimpered. What Charlie really wanted to do was kick him where it really hurt a guy, but then other people would notice their wallets missing and she would look even more guilty if she kicked him.

She struggled a little, trying to pull her arm away. The action caused even more pain so she stopped, “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just wanted to have a nice night with my friends, I don’t want any trouble.” God she was getting better at acting, cause the people watching them looked like they were starting to believe her ‘innocent girl’ story. Hopefully they would believe it fast enough so that she didn’t start floating. Charlie could feel herself start to lighten at the fear of getting caught.