Mate Kata

[Dawnika Snow]

Dawn looked upon the derranged clown and her face turned sour instantly. The huge children's-entertainer-dressed demon towered over her, but her sour expression was not in fear. It was in disgust.

"Ugh, Christ, why does everything kill either have to smell like shit, or look like a derranged lunatic?" She muttered loud enough for Kopaka to hear. The assassin reached for her rifle, just before the irony kicked in. The vigilante's head grew heavy and began coughing. The robot, clown and the onlooker all watched as purple flames erupted from her mouth and enveloped her body in the shape of a burning rose. Within a few seconds, a skimpy dressed half-human emerged from the flames with a wide grin on her face. Her cat-ears perked up at the sight of It.

"Ooh!" Her high-pitched, demented voice scratched like nails against a chalkboard. "Something to kill!"

Her arms erupted into glorious flames, burning around her shoulders down to her hands, seemingly unharmed. She could barely contain the excitement welled up inside her.

"Time to turn up the heat!"