KOV RD 2: Envy vs Brother yaga

Envy vs Brother Yaga

Blockbuster….Ugh. The putrid smell of dirt collecting at the cases of obsolete videos was overwhelming, but not debilitating.

Envy thought to himself as he paced through the long aisles of tapes while glancing at the words that were printed on the covers in retro font. He had only recently teleported to the abandoned store and to his surprise, arrived fully healed and recovered of his wounds from the previous skirmish against the young witch. Obvious of victory, he was a step closer to achieving a dream for homo-superior. The wish was a well kept secret that he held dearly. If anyone stood in his way for accomplishing this vision, he would cut them down without mercy. Human and mutant alike.

The lights were dead and the sounds of mice scurrying along the dusty floor echoed lowly. Neither would distract him or cloud his animalistic senses. He could see in the dark like the mongrel he was and had near perfect hearing and could tune out specific noises at will. He felt confident, but not cocky. Pride has been the downfall of many powerful and capable men. Envy was aware of the importance to be mindful in battle.

His oxford shoes tapped lightly agains the ground as he continued to read the labels. For a moment he pondered how long the establishment had been void of life, but his inquiry was soon answered as he read, "Die Hard" on a case under the new arrivals shelf. It was a waiting game now.

The smell of dust in the air was still strong and was slightly agitating the senses of the mutant mongrel, Envy, as he continued his calm pace around the vicinity of the dime aisles that had shelved the long forgotten films. He eventually made his way to a blocked off section of the store labeled, "Adults only beyond this point.". He made no attempt to cross the boundary, but glanced passed the entrance that had colorful beads draped down the doorway reminiscent of the '60's. His investigation was cut short as loud shuffling and movement echoed down the darkness and reverberated into the animalistic ears of the tattooed predator.

'I wonder if all my opponents are just clumsy, lack the expertise in stalking, or are just plain careless.'

Envy inquired to himself as he turned around and unsheathed triple vibranium talons from his aesthetic forearms and extended beyond his palms. He couldn't necessarily blame his past nor his current opponents as his clouded scent and body heat were traits of his genetic mutation, making it rather difficult for him to play the part as prey. Silently, but swiftly he moved to the source of the sound with a muffle of his shoes along the floor while his eyes darted at astonishing speeds trying to pick up any movement.

There.

The young child was making no attempt to conceal his actions, but waited out in the open like an injured seal in the ocean as a shark was nearing closer and closer. The whole thing reeked of a trap to ensnare Envy. Clever, but obvious, He waited approximately 20 feet way from his foe in an adjacent aisle.

"Forfeit now and maybe you can spare what little of your life you may have left!"

He howled with intimidation to garner the attention of this new enemy, hoping to cut the battle short.