EA-LEC: Chaos, Reporting Live!

Christmas narrowed her eyes as they scrolled from left to right at a book. As she read, she sat on her bed in her room with her arms crossed together. Also, on the bed was some stacks on beds.


However, as she read them, she gritted her teeth in annoyance as she continued to scan the contents of the book.


“Come on, come on! This is like the fifth book that told me how to do this spell and yet it didn’t said anything else but the simple instructions!” Christmas growled.


She then let out a sigh of disgust before closing the door and rubbing her temples gingerly. Why was she pointing out things that were already obvious? She knew for a fact, as to why she was having a hard time.


Shaking her head, she looked back and forth between the stacks of books a few times. So far, she had heard all of them at least once but with no avail.


Christmas let out another sigh. “Get it together, Christmas. Getting hot-headed is unbecoming of a wielder of ice.”


With that, she had decided to continue to read the book, hoping that she would find the page that she was previously on.


However, fate had other plans.


Christmas’ door had suddenly opened up. The white tiger jumped in her spot, making a few of her book piles to lean over and collapse with a couple falling off the bed. Standing in the doorway was her roommate, Tulia.


Christmas narrowed her eyes. “Tulia, what the hell!? Haven’t heard of knocking!”


“No time!” The cow said with a surprisingly serious look on her face. “Come on! There is a special news announcement!”


Christmas raised an eyebrow. “And this is big news HOW?”


“Well, you see… The thing is…” Tulia said, trying to figure out how to speak. Suddenly, she gave up trying to talk and rushed over to Christmas before grabbing her wrist.


“H-Hey!” Christmas yelled as she was yanked from her bed.


“No time! You have to see this for yourself!” Tulia explained.


With that, she ran off while holding onto Tulia with the cow holding onto her hand, trying to run off after her. They then ran off out of the room. Christmas growled, wondering what on Elarthe was so important about the news announcement.


However, when they had made their way over to the TV, her eyes bugged out at what she had seen.


A picture of a pale-skinned man in well-dressed clothes and black wings on his back with his back to some kind of truck while trying to shove a stack of barrels with his feet. Christmas stood absolutely stunned.


Tulia turned towards her friend, concerned. “Christmas, is that…”


“Y-Yes… That is HIM.” The ice-wielder said, softly.


“This is the picture a journalist had taken on an incident that had happened yesterday.” A news anchor said as the screen focused on him. “A bunch of barrels from a truck had broke loose and caused a stampede downhill in a part of Belcazzar City. At first, it seemed like some kind of freak accident but this photo had proven that this was no mishap.”


Suddenly, a picture of a grey-furred wolf, wearing a cap had appeared on the top-right corner of the screen. Christmas and Tulia had both recognised him.


“Based on previous descriptions, we could confirm that this is the vampire in the picture was also the one who killed local hero, Lupin.” The news anchor explained.


Christmas and Tulia’s eyes widened at this.


“Also, that wasn’t the only damage the vampire may had caused.” The news anchor said. “An old building had been absolutely totaled and two people had been injured. We have strong reason to believe that it was also the vampire who did those two.”


Then, Lupin’s picture had disappeared as two pictures had appeared on the screen. The first one was a teenaged girl with a stoic look on her face and a sunhat on her long, dark hair. The second one was a man with dark hair and a matching beard. Christmas gasped.


Tulia looked at Christmas. “What’s wrong?”


The tiger pointed her finger. “That is Wild Fox! One of Fenrir’s friends!”


Tulia’s eyes bugged out. “Seriously!?”


She then looked back at the screen which the anchor had just finished explaining who the people were.


“We now bring you an interview one of our reporters, July Sole who had just had an interview with one of the victims, Hope.” The anchor said. “Here is the interview.”


The screen had now switched over to a new person. It was a young woman with a full head of amaranth hair and wore a bright yellow jacket with a matching skirt along with a dress shirt and a blue ribbon tie. She held a microphone in her hands.


Next to her was the emotionless girl. She was wearing a nice and colourful attire which strongly clashed with her current face. Christmas and Tulia both shrank back.


“Hello, this is July Sole, I am one of the many branches of the Heroes’ Hideout in Belcazzar City. I am here with one of the victims who had been brutally attacked by that vampire.” The reporter said before looking down at the teenaged child. “Hope, could you please explain to us about the incident.”


The young girl merely gave two words. “No comment.”


The interviewer shrank back at this.“What? But don’t you want to tell us anything to help us learn about the vampire?”


“No.” Hope said, simply.


The interviewer blinked twice for a moment. Suddenly, she gave a small gasp.


“Wait… Are you saying that your incident with horrid beast was so terrifying that you are afraid to say anything about it?” July asked, softly.


“No comment.” Hope said.


July bit her lip as her eyes had started to water with tears. Suddenly, she had grabbed Hope and took her into a hug.


“Oh, Hope, I am SO sorry!” The reporter sobbed. “I didn’t realize that the attack was THAT bad! I should had known!”


“You are invading my personal space.” Hope said, flatly.


“Oh, don’t you worry about saying a single thing! Your silence speaks volumes for the horrors that you had witnessed!” July yelled. “The tears speak for themselves!””


“I fail to notice any tears in my eyes.” Hope pointed out.


“Oh, this is a sad day here in Belcazzar City! This poor little girl had been ruthlessly attacked!” July said, dramatically while she put her free hand over her eyes. “And her poor family is as just visibly shaken as her!”


Suddenly, a muscular pink-haired woman and a well-dressed teenaged boy that looked like a zombie and appeared behind July and Hope before waving and grinning to the camera. Suddenly, a dark-haired man had stomped on-screen and angrily pushed the two out of the way. Subtitles had appeared over their heads referring to them as “Hope’s mother”, “Hope’s brother” and “Hope’s father” respectively.


“Oh, I know that I shouldn’t get so emotional during an interview!” July said before wiping a few tears away. “But after thinking of what that monster had done to this cute little girl, I am practically crying rivers!”


“Just promise me you will drown.” Hope said before casually walking off.


“That’s right! Run straight into your family’s arms! Tell them that you love them!” July called out before looking back at the camera. “That is all I have for now! I will be back later when I meet up with the second victim AND what we think may had been the true victim. July Sole signing off!”


Christmas’ eyes widened at the last part. The true victim? She couldn’t had been referring to who she thinks she was referring to, could she?


The screen had gone back to the news anchor who had an exasperated look on his face from July’s interview.


“Um, right…” The anchor said before coughing into his mouth. “Anyway, that was recorded about half an hour ago but the next interview will be live. July, are you there?”


The screen changes to July who was now standing inside of a bar.


“Yes, I am! I am now in the Heroes’ Hideout! And I am here to interview two people here.” July said. She then motioned with her free hand, signalling someone to come on-screen.


Then, the bearded man had walked on-screen while wearing a blue and black attire. Christmas immediately knew it was Wild Fox.


“And I am here with Wild Fox!” July said before turning towards the dark-haired man. “Mr. Wild Fox, are you feeling alright?”


“Um, yes I am.” The dark-haired man said before looking to the side. “It was just… An emotional incident for me.”


“Yes, I could imagine…” July said before thrusting her mike into Wild Fox’s face. “Would it be too much to ask you about what happened? Citizens’ testimonies that you were carried out of an alley injured and unconscious.”


“Um, right…” Wild Fox said, shifting his eyes from left to right. “I really wish I could tell you but… Most of it was a blur.”


July gasped, putting one hand over her mouth. “Was that demon’s attack really that bad?”


“You could say that…” Wild Fox said, scratching the back of his head.


July narrowed her eyes. “Well, I don’t blame you! I mean I heard about the injuries you got! It is a damn crime to save so many people from those barrels and yet get yourself injured literally minutes later!”


Wild Fox nervously chuckled. “I am just glad that nobody had gotten hurt from the barrel barrage.”


“Same here! And honestly, that vampire didn’t wanted to leave “empty-handed”.” July growled.


Wild Fox blinked twice. “Come again?”


“I was referring to that condemned building he had destroyed!” July pointed out. “That monster didn’t got what he wanted when he started that barrage so he threw a temper tantrum at it!”


Wild Fox’s eyes bugged out at this.


“I mean seriously? Just because it is condemned, it means he would destroy it! That is selfish and destructive!” July growled.


Wild Fox stepped back at this.


“Worst of all, I heard that a crew of construction men haven’t gotten paid just because they didn’t do some work over it!” July said. “That monster had caused some hard-working men to lose their money! In fact, the same thing happened a few hours after Lupin’s tragic death! I have a feeling that it was the same culprit!”


By this time, Wild Fox’s face had gotten pale.


“Um, Miss Sole, is it alright if we would get this interview over with?” Wild Fox asked, politely.


July looked up and she gasped when she saw Wild Fox’s face. “Oh my goodness! Did I bring up some bad memories?”


“Y-You could say that… Sorry, I couldn’t say anything else…” The bearded man apologized.


July narrowed her eyes. “Don’t worry. Your face of disgust gladly tells the rest of the story. Go on, man! Cry! Rage! Puke! Get everything negative out of your system that was put them by that destructive, inconsiderate monster!”


“R-Right…” Wild Fox said before sulking off-screen


July shook her face in disgust before looking at the camera.


“And now, we have our last interviewee and arguably the most important one as he was most likely the main target.” July explained. “Fenrir, the nephew of the hero, Lupin!”


Christmas and Tulia’s pupils shrank at this. Indeed, the young wolf with a noticeable scar over his eye had nervously made his way over. He held his arm.


“Fenrir, I could see that you are clearly disturbed by yesterday’s events.” July said.


“Um, yeah… You could say that.” The wolf said.


“You were the one who had carried your friend to safety. Could you tell me anything about what happened?” July asked.


“Um, sorry, I can’t.” Fenrir said, shifting his good eye from left to right. “I didn’t see that vampire at all. All I saw were my friend and that little girl both injured.”


“Oh, so you couldn’t tell us anything either…” July frowned.


“No.” Fenrir said, shaking his head before hanging it. “Sorry…”


July paused for a moment. “Fenrir…”


The wolf raised his head. “Hm?”


July then narrowed her eyes.


“You are feeling guilty, aren’t you?”


Fenrir’s good eye widened at this. “Feeling guilty? For what?”


“Isn’t it obvious? That barrel barrage wasn’t just there to cause chaos! It was to kill you!” July pointed out.


“What? Um…” Fenrir started.


“That vampire is mad at Lupin for killing off all of the Death Claws back in the cold storage and now he wanted revenge!” July said. “He isn’t just satisfied with ruining his life and yours as well! No, no! He wanted to see you and also your brother dead just for sharing the same blood as him!”


Christmas’ eyes widened at this.


“You are feeling guilty knowing that innocent people, including your friend had been hurt and traumatized from the experience when you were the main target!” July said, sternly.


Fenrir paused before looking down. “I admit that I DID felt like that before.”


July stood in silence before placing her good hand on Fenrir’s shoulder. “Fenrir, don’t worry about it. Everyone hates that black-hearted monster and wants to see him slain for what he had done to Belcazzar. Nobody wants to see them go anywhere near you.”


Christmas paused.


“Fenrir, you clearly have people who care for you and your brother and wish to protect the both of you. I strongly doubt anyone who claimed they did, would just stand here.” July said.


Christmas suddenly growled at the thought of that vampire trying to go after Fenrir. The poor wolf had lost his uncle, his eye AND possibly his homeworld and yet that demon still wanted to go after him?


Also, what about Remus? The child was only twelve and yet that monster still wanted to get his revenge on an innocent kid.


“In fact, I will prove it right here and now.” July said.


“Y-You really don’t have to do that.” Fenrir insisted.


However, July didn’t listened and looked at the screen. “People, are you just going to let this vampire do to Fenrir and Remus after what he done to Lupin?”


“No!” A lot of people in the tavern shouted from off-screen.


July put her hand to her ear. “I can’t hear you!”


“NO!”


July smirked and nodded before looking at Fenrir. “See? Nobody wants to see you dead!”


“Um, r-right…” The wolf said, feeling absolutely embarrassed.


July then walked over and put her hand on Fenrir’s shoulder. “And that is the story here! As we had covered, the vampire had created the barrel barrage to finish what he started! But hopefully, if people don’t want this beast to succeed, they would protect Fenrir with everything they got!”


Christmas gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. Tulia turned her head towards Christmas and saw her face.


“Um, Christmas…” Tulia said, not liking where this was going.


“...I am NOT going to let that monster go anywhere near Lupin’s nephews.”


“Now this is July Sole, sending off…” July said. Suddenly, her eyes had picked up something from off-screen and looked in that direction. Her pupils then shrank for some reason.


“...Hold up. I think we may have some time for one more interview.”


/-/-/-/-/-/


Inside the bar in Night Town, the patrons there were looking at the news report on the TV.


“So THAT’S why I had seen a few police officers around this place recently.” A zombie noted.


“Typical.” A vampire sighed while rolling his eyes.. “One bad child of the night and the cops immediately go snooping around Night Town.”


“Just give them a day.” A human reassured, waving it off. “They’ll probably be gone then.


However, there were a certain group of people that there were absolutely stunned. Shane and his bodyguards had seen the whole interview with wide eyes and slack jaws.


And Nathan said the thing that was on everyone’s mind.


“What do I supposed to say to THAT?”


/-/-/-/-/-/


Necross, Requiem, Maxie and Ripper sat around a table at the Heroes’ Hideout branch where they were staring at. They then paused before looking at Walter who was in his bat form, perching on top of a fifth chair. He shifted his eyes from left to right.


He then spoke quietly, trying to alert another one towards him.


“Oh dear… This is quite the inconvenience.”