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Night time lingered over Amity park, the moonlight shining into Jazz’s room just before a large shadow passed by her window. Jazz twisted and turned in her bed as she heard the shadows whooshed by. One of the figures slammed straight into jazz’s window letting out a distorted hissing sound once it hit the window, flapping its wings trying to regain its balance before soaring upwards.
This noise caused Jazz to wake up since she was a very light sleeper, she begrudgingly got out of bed and walked over towards her window thinking a bird might have flown into it. Jazz opened her window climbing out of it and floated Upwards to find the source of the noise. As she floated up she stopped in her tracks seeing three decaying ghastly vultures perched on top of their roof, holding a map and arguing.
“I'm telling you he's right here in this house!!” Number one hissed.
“Sidste gang du sagde, at vi næsten dræbte den forkerte fyr! Hvordan kan du være så sikker på dig selv?!” replayed the second one.
The vulture hissed at each other,snapping and pecking each other almost as they argued and complained. Jazz thought she was seeing things due to her lack of sleep, she rubbed her eyes to clear her vision to see that one of them stood right in front of her.
“Sa hiling ko dai ka dapat magtindog nin mas harani diyan. ” The vulture in the back spoke up and without thinking she punched the first vulture in front of her into the ground below her with brute force. This caused the other two to crackle and laugh as the one below sat up.
“Ay! What's the big idea Missy!” He shouted as it took a while for him to regain his strength, flying back over to his brothers. “You got some screws loose or what?!” The other two dropped the map on the bird's head flying up into the air circling above Jazz.
“Bare spørg om hjælp, vil du?” One of the vultures shouted, flapping its wings in a hurry as it followed behind the other one. The other one flew towards Jazz and cawed at the others before he flew up landing onto Jazz’s shoulders looking down at her giving her a look mixed with disgust and annoyance. The map laid down on the rooftop floor.
“I am Number One out of the two of these birdbrains..” He spoke slowly before he began violently coughing up something. Jazz backed up as he spat out a bone and a chunks of meat catching it in midair, he held the again leaning on Jazz. Jazz pushed them off backing up.
“Spare me the details, what are you here for?” Jazz crossed her arms as she glared at the bird.
“We are on a search and destroy mission! We flew all over this small nasty town looking for this guy! Can you help us find this guy right here?” He used his beak to dig into his feathers pulling out and holding up a ripped photo of Jack showing it to Jazz. Her eyes widened as she snatched the photo out of his beak.
“Dad?!” Jazz yelled in shock as she held the photo. All the vultures laughed and cheered, flying in a circle as they were finally getting somewhere in their mission. Jazz tightly held the photo in her hands as she watched them cheer with joy. She stared at them with anger in her eyes she didn't know these guys however she wasn't going to let them anywhere near her father.
“Se! Hun kender ham! Spørg hende om mere vej!” shouted the first one as they kept on cheering and celebrating in the midst of their celebration Jazz punched the first one she saw sending the bird flying. It crashed into a nearby brick wall, falling down to the ground and coughing up a bountiful amount of ectoplasm due to the impact. The rest looked at Jazz cawing at her.
“What's the big deal?!” One shouted at her. She quickly swung her fist another one only for them to dodge and swipe her back with their talons. The sharp peaks dug deep into her skin as they sliced her back, forming bloody large ugly claw marks that ran from top to bottom of her back. Jazz let out a scream as she stumbled forward, another one coming straight at her and grabbing her by the shoulders throwing her up further into the air.
Jazz regained her balance as she flew towards them, making sure she kept close to them, looking out for any openings or weak spots while she fought. She thought to herself that one day she has to find out how to get and use long range weapons cause it was getting ridiculous. Every swing she threw, every punch she missed, every kick she gave almost resulted in her receiving a much more brutal punishment in return. Her body wasn't made for such stubborn and Long bearing fights like this. Especially when she's barely awake.
Jazz being tired was a weakness of her being a very light sleeper. She lacked the sufficient energy to fight but nonetheless she was going to still keep trying. After what seemed like hours of fighting she had swung at vultures punching them straight down into the city street. The vultures remained on the ground laying almost lifeless, their bodies twitching was the sign that they were still alive.
She flew towards them, grabbing them by their throats pinning them down into the ground. She was panting heavily as her grip tightened, her fingers digging into the back of their necks. She was pissed.
“If I ever see you back here again, I'll make sure your time in this afterlife is more painful than the living. Do you hear me?” She held them all by their throats as she would calm, speaking to them all of them were gasping and swinging their talons at jazz’s body trying to make her let go however this made Jazz only tighten her grip on the throats, forcing their heads to face her.
“I can't hear you..” Her voice trailed off. Her glowing eyes pierced into the eyes of the vultures. The three of them nodded fearing for the worst if they didn't answer. Jazz nodded as well, rather happy with their answer.
Jazz tossed them onto the ground as she stared down at them. “Now Scram.”
All three of them panicked as they flew away battered and bruised. Jazz wiped the ectoplasm off her clothes before going down towards her bedroom window. She phased through the window not even bothering to close it as she laid back down in her bed groaning in pain. She struggled to put the blanket back over her body as he tried to relax herself. The blood and ectoplasm left large stains in her sheets as she tried to rest.
“Now everything hurts again.” Jazz whined with her face stuffed into her pillow.
Meanwhile all the vultures flew out of town heading towards the woods. They phased through the dense leaves of the trees diving into what seemed to be a well kept home in the middle of the woods. They flew down inside, passing by trophy cases, huge watercolor paintings lined up nicely against the wall and a nice fireplace before they stumbled down through a wall and into a basement. Their bodies couldn't stay airborne for much longer so they all had collapsed on the floor.
The three were trying to catch their breath, looking at their wounds to see how much damage had been done to them before they heard a beeping sound. One of them shaking in fear pointed their wing towards the source seeing a large machine ray pointing at them. The machine moved closer towards them powering up.
“ Ghost-like intruder detected, engaging elimination protocol.” They all gasped and screamed seeing the machine power on ready to blast them to bits.
“Call it off!! CALL IT OFF!” The vulture screamed as he and the other two backed up into a corner with the machine ray pointed to their faces. All of them were flapping their wings in a state of panic trying to get away from it or move it back. They couldn't move fast enough due to their still wounded bodies. That's when the machine started beeping and then steam came out from the sides as they could see it powering down.
“Now Maddie darling don’t eradicate my guests will you?” a tall lenient man walked over towards the holographic photo of Maddie Phantom arms behind his back as he smiled warmly. He walked over towards a table and pulled up a few chairs to it signaling that the vultures should come towards him. They all followed him, refusing to make eye contact as they walked.
“My mistake Vlad!” The hologram responded as a hatch opened up in the floor letting the machine fold inside before shutting the hatch. She then stood besides Vlad on the other side of the table as the vultures pulled themselves into the available chairs. Vlad held a cup of tea in his hands a white fluffy cat hopped onto the table as well, sitting right beside him looking at the vultures with a somewhat smug grin on its face. Vlad waved his hands towards the vultures.
“Now, I would like to hear you speak first.” Vlad said with a smile. All three vultures looked at each other before Number one sighs.
“Well! You said in your own words we were fighting a lazy, big old fool who doesn't know any better! Right boys?” The two vultures nodded in response as Vlad took a sip of his tea, glaring at them. He set the tea down on the table scanning the bruised bodies of the vultures. He wondered how stupid these deadbrained birds are to mess up and get injured this badly.
“I should take it that you didn't do so well, yes? But let me ask you this question even if you managed to somehow mess this up by waking him up. Why didn't you just grab and drop him to death? I Don't really mind having to clean up a little mess.”
“Well we had gotten lost and asked for help then this girl came-” Number one was cut off. These words were enough to make Vlad slam his fist on the table. All of the vultures tensed up
“Girl? What girl? I had specifically asked you to kill Jack Fenton, no one body should have been harmed during the process. How could you three go and harm a bystander?” He gritted his teeth.
“She wasn't a bystander! She could fly! She was just like you but younger, white hair and green eyes! You told us we were fighting a powerful dumbfound male! Not a superhuman little girl!!” Number one leaned back in his chair as he began to breathe heavily, all that yelling was taking him out. Both of his brothers patted his back to make sure he was doing well while vlad sat there thinking.
“Someone like me? Oh that poor soul, having to die an unfair death and still live in this world unforgiving as life is.” Vlad stood up. He turned around and faced the vulture brothers.
“Now I have a deal for the three of you.” Vlad smirked.
“What is it..?” They were all worried about what they might have to do after having to deal with Jazz; they didn’t want another bone aching mission.
Vlad pushed his chair out and walked around the table. “It's very simple really. I will be hosting my college reunion here at my mansion on Friday next week before then I want you to spy on Jack's family and find this girl you speak of. Scavenge me as much information you can carry in those rotting beaks of yours.” He flicked one of the vulture's beaks and it rattled. The bird snapped at him, vlad chuckling as he sat back down.
“You will be paid handsomely while doing this, a deer carcass for the three of you.” Vlad held his hand out. “So my Scavenger friends, what do you say?” One vulture immediately put their wing on Vlad's hand shaking it without questioning. The two watched in shock.
“Jeg elsker at få løn!” shouted Number three.
The other two whispered into each other's ears, thinking and speaking their decision over and over before they glanced over at Vlad was still hunched over with his hand eagerly waiting for them. The two groaned as they put their wings on top of his hand and shook it accepting his deal, Vlad then grabbed them by their wings and pulled them closer.
“If you mess this up even just a bit, I will have your ghostly heads on a platter for me to show off as new trophies. Understand?” Vlad gripped their feathers. All of them nodded Vigorously and he gladly let them go. He glanced at his cup of tea, picking it up and taking a small sip out of it. He held up an old college photo containing Both him and Jack in the photo.
“Let's see which unfortunate soul you ended up killing with your foolish experiments, Jack.” He crumbled up the photo.