So, Kallie asked me to write a Purple Roses story and this is what I came up with. I hope you enjoy.
The Killer In
Black: A Purple Roses Story
A
giggle could be heard coming from a figure lurking in the shadows, as she
perched on the wooden beam of the rafters. The timber creaked beneath her as
she settled into a more comfortable stance, peering down from the rooftop at
the group of people in the restaurant below.
The
hushed murmur of whispered conversation floated up and the Thief In Black
screwed up her face in concentration as she desperately tried to make out what
they were saying.
“But
you got to be surprise adopted last time we went out.” Thalia responded. “I
haven’t had a go in ages!”
Octaboona
frowned. “But I’m certain that this time, she has planned the most splendid
kidnapping. There’s going to be a tea party and everything.”
Red
spoke up. “I love tea. I absolutely have to be chosen! Don’t you agree Pyro?”
“Indeed,
my love deserves only the best. Kallie provides the most amazing time.”
So
we’re settled then?” Thalia said. “Red will have the honour of this evening’s
visit from The Thief In Black?”
There
came a chorus of ayes from around the table.
“As
head of the Purple Roses my decision is final.” Skyril announced. “Red will be
this month’s surprise adoptee.”
Red
grinned and then glanced up at the rafters where she could see a pale face, still
oblivious to the contents of their conversation.
Red
cleared her throat and announced loudly “I’m just going to go to the bathroom.
I won’t be a moment!” She stood up and the pale face beamed and swiftly
withdrew from sight.
The
Thief In Black giggled again and pointed dramatically towards the girl, with the
beautiful flame red hair.
“I
CHOOSE YOU! THERE IS NO ESCAPE FROM THE THIEF IN BLACK!” before vaulting off
the oak beam and bouncing twice as she clambered unsteadily to her feet.
Red
Waterfall sighed, looked at her watch and left the bathroom, making her way
back to the table. Everyone looked up at her in confusion.
“Back
so soon?” Skyril enquired. “Normally Kallista entertains for hours. It’s barely
been twenty minutes. That’s not even enough time for a drop of tea, let alone a
tea party. I’m disappointed. Kallista must have whisked you there and then back
immediately.”
Red
interrupted.
“But
that’s the thing! Kallie didn’t kidnap me at all. I waited by the bathroom for
twenty minutes. I thought maybe she’d gotten lost, or bumped her head or
something. Where could she possibly be?”
Octaboona
frowned again. “We all saw her leaving though. She had a girl with long red
hair thrown over her shoulder. If it wasn’t you, then who could it be?”
Suddenly
there came a wail from the table in the corner and a tall man, with bulging
muscles and really cool hair came running over, wringing his hands.
“Master!
Master! He’s gone! I tried to protect him, but the girl was too much for me.”
He wailed again.
Thalia
looked at the man incredulously. “Thrasher?”
Thrasher
sniffed miserably.
“So
the rumours are true. Nye really did successfully perform a brain transplant.
But that would mean… that girl… is Scapegrace?”
Thrasher
nodded.
“Nye
gave Scapegrace the body of a woman?”
“My
Master is still a fearsome warrior. You should fear him. You cannot keep The
Killer Supreme under lock and key!”
“Shut
up Thrasher.”
Everyone
started gathering up their things. Skyril led the Purple Roses out of the
restaurant, Thrasher following meekly behind.
Vaurien Scapegrace was not amused. He was
sitting in a chair, wrapped up in daisy chains, whilst a crazy figure dressed
in black cackled and asked him how she liked her tea.
“I
am not a woman! I am a man!”
The
Thief In Black paused. “Red, oh my goodness, I never knew! One lump or two?”
“Two
please.”
“Milk?”
“No
thank you.”
“Red…”
“I
am not Red! My name is The Killer Supreme!”
The
Thief In Black looked at him worriedly.
“Are
you sure you’re okay? You do look a bit different, now I think about it. Are
you feeling ill? You look a bit ill. Or have you done something different with
your makeup?”
Scapegrace
stared at her.
“I
do not wear makeup!”
“Yes...
that might be it. You are still pretty either way.”
“Who
are you? What do you do?”
“I
am the Thief In Black!” she laughed. “No one knows my true identity!”
Scapegrace
paled. What do you want from me? You cannot steal from The Killer Supreme! Not
my thoughts, nor my wit nor my kidney!”
He
closed his eyes and started humming in what he presumed was a meditative
expression, waving his arms around his head, whilst making sudden jabs with his
fingers.
The
Thief In Black got up and Scapegrace quickly stopped, slumping back in the
chair.
“Red,
my dear… please tell me what is the matter. You look a little constipated. Did
you not enjoy your tea?”
“The
Killer Supreme found the tea perfectly adequate!” Scapegrace screeched.
“But
my dear sister, you are not a killer. You are a Purple Rose. You fight the killers
remember? I admit that you are of course supreme, but I do believe something is
wrong. You are not in your usual mood at all.”
A
sharp knock on the door distracted The Thief from her worries.
“The
Purple Roses have sent out a rescue mission. They’ll never catch us though!”
However
before she could free Scapegrace from his daisy chains, the door burst open and
a tall man with a fine physique rushed in, followed by various members of the
Purple Roses.
Thrasher
ran to Scapegrace’s chair and started pulling at the daisy chains.
“Oh
Master! Are you safe? Are you hurt? Here let me help you!”
“Idiot.
I was enjoying some time away from you. With someone who can make good tea.”
“But
Master, I make you tea all the time.”
“It’s
horrible. It’s all watery without enough sugar. I bet you even put the milk in
first. I hate milk. You always forgot that!”
“I’m
sorry Master. You deserve only the highest standards. I try my best.”
Scapegrace
turned away from him. “What do you say we forget about him,” he jerked a thumb
at Thrasher, “and team up together? We could be The Thieves Supreme! No wait I’ve
got it, the Killers In Black! We could be ladies of leisure,
Thrasher
finally got the daisy chains undone. The Thief In Black turned away from them
to stare at the other Purple Roses. She glimpsed Red and Pyro standing in the
doorway and then turned back to look at Scapegrace.
“So…
you’re… not Red then. I knew something was up. And I told you all about the
Purple Roses too!”
The
Thief smiled a crazy smile. “Don’t worry guys! I know just what to do!”
She
turned back to Scapegrace and Thrasher who were looking at the frowning Purple
Roses with concern.
“You
asked me what I do. Not only am I the Thief In Black but I am also head of the
Department of Bunnies!”
She
started humming dramatically. “DUN DUN DUUUUUN!”
Her
voice dropped to a whisper.
“Release
the bunnies!”
From
a cage in the corner of the room, a large white bunny ambled out, and started
sniffing at Scapegrace’s shoe.
Thrasher
reached down to stroke it, and it bit him on the hand.
“My
hand!” Thrasher shrieked in pain.
The
bunny hopped onto Scapegrace’s shoe and bit his ankle.
The
duo suddenly collapsed unconscious.
“Sedative
in the rabbit saliva.” Skyril murmured to Thalia. “It takes them by surprise every
time.”
The
Thief In Black bowed and then somersaulted out the window before running off
into the night.
“ANOTHER
SUCCESS FOR THE THIEF IN BLACK” the voice echoed back.
“Indeed,
we have these two under our control.” Octaboona smiled. “We must eradicate
their memories of The Purple Roses before handing them over to the Sanctuary.”
Red
turned to Skyril and the two started discussing who would be surprise adopted
next.
“I
didn’t even get to have a go this time. She picked Scapegrace! By accident I grant
you but Scapegrace!”
“A
Purple Rose such as yourself should be prepared for all eventualities. You
should have gotten into position on time.”
“I’d
like to have seen you have done better.”
“I’m
head of the Purple Roses. My decision is final.”
Lurking
in the shadows by the window, The Thief In Black smiled at her friends, and
started thinking about plans for a double surprise adoption.