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Ace stood on the roof top of Hamlin the Pig's third home, one of the many homes he owned, fully furnished with furniture so expensive that a couch alone could keep a small mom and pop store running for a decade. He had dropped Buns off with her group before coming here, he didn't want her around any of this.

Ace sniffed the air,"Mmm...smell that midnight air. Sis is starting the midnight mass right about the same time I'm about to start the midnight mass murder."

He smiled to himself and looked to the sky, a single drop of rain hit his nose, and it began to downpour, thunder cracked in the sky. Ace grabbed the wire to the power of the house,"Oh no...lightning."

He pulled a knife from his side and cut the wire. The power in the house went out. The chaos inside the house was loud, guards, Hamlin too. Ace grabbed the phone line,"Oh no.......lightning." he cut the wire too.

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Veejay stood at the podium in front of a large gathering of Mobians,"It is good to see you all tonight, welcome to our humble church. Where we offer you all the services it may take to make your life easier. As you all know, we here do what needs to be done to bring you closer to the Divine. The Source of All, The Echidnaen Gods, whomever you believe in, we are here to believe in you. To lead you down a path of righteousness, truth, and happiness. By any means."

Veejay looked at her watch,"I'd like to open our service with a prayer for my sweet younger brother, Base. Who without, we could not help you all as much as we do. Please bow your heads and pray for his safety, as I worry tonight for his well being."

The gathering bowed their heads in unison and prayer.

Veejay spread her arms wide,"O Divine, give unto us your blessings, and protect those who work in your name..."

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Ace moved around the roof top, knowing soon at least on guard would step through the roof door to check on the outage,"...for we are the ones who through us, you act, and we give you our thanks, as you provide for us on our path from the corrupt and wrong, to your ethereal graces."

Ace smiled, his sister would be saying that prayer about now, she always prayed for his safety when he undertook her jobs. As he'd said, the church wasn't a total front, Veejay just took a bit more of a direct approach than hoping and praying. Her church MADE things happen.

The door swung open, a single guard stepped onto the roof, Ace slowly climbed to the top of the door entrance that came up from the roof top, it was about five feet high.

The guard looked at the wires,"This isn't the cause of a storm, someone cut the wires." he grabbed the radio from his shoulder,"Chad, we have a problem, get the boss and his family somewhere safe in the house, we may have a burgler or worse."

A static response came back, Ace couldn't make it out, he slowly pulled his largest knife from its sheath. The guard turned around, Ace lunged through the air like a cat pouncing prey,"CA-CAW!"

"WHAT TH-HRK!"

Ace buried his knife deep into the guard's neck, the guard choked on the knife and his own blood, Ace grinned at him,"Bird calls are funny as battle cries, huh? Sorry about this, its nothing personal, well, I guess it is for you, I mean, I just stabbed you in the neck."

The guard choked, his body twitched, and he dropped to the roof in a crumpled heap. Ace licked the blood from his knife,"Ewww...B negative. Why can't you B more Positive? Ha...see cause...aw fuck it you're not listening."

The door swung open again, Ace spun and tossed his knife, the guard in the door dropped and started tumbling down the stairs, Ace cracked his neck,"Well, I've clocked in, time to get to work."

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Veejay lifted her head,"I would like to tell you all a story, one of the many tales from the Echidnaen religion. The story is about a corrupt businessman who ruined the lives of others to advance himself. In the middle of the night an angel came and struck him and all who stood in its way down. I believe that today angels still exist amongst us. All they need, is the right guidance, in order to do all that is necessary and right."

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Ace snapped a guard's neck, and faded back into the shadows of the home,"Watch where you step friend..."

The other guards all wandered aimlessly in the dark, waving flashlights and handguns around like scared children. Ace slowly moved in the shadows like a boogeyman.

"Listen children to my story..."

A guard fired in a direction he thought Ace's voice came from.

"Did you get him?!" another guard shouted.

"I don't know!" came the retort.

"Of a man from times long gone..."

Another shot.

"Of he who lived for others pain..."

Another blind shot in the dark.

"And the angel who sent him where he belongs."

Ace sprung from the shadows and with a quick silver flash in the dark a guard dropped holding his neck. The others fired in the direction of the guard, only managing to hit the wall behind him, and him.

The guards looked around, trying to locate Ace. One backed up, trying to put his back to the wall, thinking that would keep him safe. Ace emerged from the shadows behind him, putting a hand over his mouth and his knife to his neck,"Ca-caw."

Ace grinned.

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A song played in the church, a small band playing, Veejay singing the vocals.

The gathering singing the chorus along with her. The song died down, Veejay lowered her head, remembering the end of the story she was telling before the song.

"Unfortunately, even the wicked have their minions, and the angel was faced with greater and greater challenges to find that which he sought."

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Ace felt his back hit the window, the sound of cracking glass as he slumped to the ground. He slowly got to his feet,"Ow."

Ace looked to the source of his misfortune. A large bulky bodyguard wearing a black suit and tie, a white dress shirt, and shoes shined to a high gloss. Ace cracked his neck, looking at his opponent, it was a bull if the shadow in the dark was right.

Ace grinned, slowly walking towards the bull,"Scrambled egss!"

Ace kicked hard up between the legs of the bull, and was rewarded with a grunt, then being grabbed by his neck and hauled off the ground, Ace grit his teeth,"If...you don't....like...breakfast...we'll...have steak!"

Ace plunged his knife into the shoulder of the bull, his grip loosened, Ace hit the ground hard, and without a moment to get up, was kicked across the room, he hit the glass again, cracking it more,"Damn...plexiglass."

The bull pulled the knife from his shoulder, reached to its side and raised something at Ace.

Click. BLAM!

Ace hit the wall behind him and slumped slowly to the floor, motionless. The bull bodyguard snorted and turned around.

In an instant, there was a knife to its eye, and Ace's voice in its ear,"I was just going to say ca-caw again, but I think I'll just call bullshit."

Ace stuck the knife in and the bull thrashed around howling in pain. Ace hooted and hollered as he rode him around the room.

Ace pulled the knife free, and swung low, stabbing into his opponent's spine. A loud dull THUMP, and his opponent lay twitching on the floor.

Ace looked himself over, a bullet wound in his shoulder, his best jacket ruined, blood oozed down from the top of his head. He walked over to the prone form,"You owe me a coat."

Ace placed his hands on each side of the head of the bull,"But I'll give you a break."

SNAP! The form went motionless in the dark. Ace stood, looking to the room they'd all been guarding,"Pork chops."

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Veejay clasped her hands in front of her,"But he overcame each challenge, each obstacle, for nothing was greater than his faith. Finally, the end of his journey was in sight, but the wicked are always willing to sacrifice anything to protect themselves."

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Hamlin sat behind a desk, holding a gun, the handgun was pointed at Ace,"I'll give you credit for killing my guards, but there's nowhere to hide in this room."

Ace reached into the side of his coat that wasn't wrecked, pulling two small knives, tossing them, they slit across Hamlin's arm. Hamlin stumbled backwards in surprise and pressed his back to the window behind him, he dropped the gun when he hit the window, it hit the floor and slid under his desk.

Hamlin raised his hand and tried his best to smile, the fear was too prominent on his face, he only looked desperate,"W-Wait! I have money, you want it? Take it! Take all of it!"

Ace stalked towards him,"You think this is about money? I'm not getting a dime."

Ace grabbed Hamlin by his tie and slammed him against the plexiglass, bringing his largest knife to Hamlin's mouth,"This is nothing short of a labor of love. See, what my sister wants, she gets, and what he clients want, she wants, and I'm just crazy enough to make it happen."

Hamlin shook in fear,"I'll pay her more! Whatever you want!"

Ace looked around the room, noticing a flagpole, then he looked to the desk,"Tell you what...take the legs off your desk, flip it upside down and set it on fire, and I won't gut you."

Hamlin was all too happy to oblige, what he didn't realize in his haste was Ace never said he wasn't going to kill him.

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Veejay smiled to the crowd,"And as you can all see, the unjust and filth that work in the name of of greed will be punished, as will any who use others as he did. Goodnight everyone, walk home safely."

The crowd dispersed, Veejay smiled leaving to the back room, she removed her head dressings,"Having to act like I'm one of those flimsy peace loving nuns is hard work. What we do is needed. Why should we have to hide this shit? No matter. Tomorrow I'll read in the paper about Hamlin's demise."

Veejay smiled, but the smile faded, looking at a picture on her desk, she looked at the picture, a small hedgehog child, wild eyed and rabid looking, twin scars over his eyes, teeth jagged and uneven. She lowered the frame, Ace stood in place of the child in the image.

Ace grinned, his sharpened evened teeth smiling from across the room,"Hey sis...I think I need a doc-"

Ace collapsed on the floor. Veejay hurried to Ace's side, she pulled a cellphone from her side and dialed.

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Buns sat in an abandoned arcade in downtown Mobotropolis, she looked at the newspaper Miles had lifted from a shop he'd been to earlier. A small smile played on her face.

HAMLIN PIG FOUND DEAD IN HOME.

A gruesome scene where many bodies were found, but none more horrifying than the sight of Hamlin Pig, who was found with a flagpole stuck through him like a split, analysts claim the flagpole was probably inserted rectally first before being plunged upward through his mouth. Hamlin was found over a fire that was burning from a desk. Local CSI claim that Hamlin died from the heat of the fire before he could succumb to any of his other multiple wounds."

Buns giggled,"Gotta love that man."

Another headline caught her eye,"Hedgehog male rushed to hospital, victim of gang violence?"

Buns looked the article over quickly and stood up,"Heaven's to bunny, ah gotta get to the clinic."

To Be Continued...?

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Well, I did another part, whee. I feel that this story bit delves a bit deeper into Ace and anti-Veejay's personalities and motives. While Veejay is indeed a puppet master here, her reasons are, for the most part, that she wants to see people get what they deserve instead of leaving it in the religious figure's hands. She sees herself as the left hand of the gods, the divine punisher.

Whereas in Ace's case, whether he believes or not, all the motivation he needs is that he owes Veejay everything, and what his sister wants, he will get her.

As well, we see the teetering balance in Ace's mind that sort of swings back and forth between madness and sanity like a pendulum.

For the most part, this image came around mostly cause I wanted to give anti-Veejay a face, so to speak. Her nun attire is sort of like a cross between a nun and monk.

Ace (c) Me
Veejay (c)
Hamlin the Pig, Buns Rabbot, Miles Prower (c) Archie

Description
Ace stood on the roof top of Hamlin the Pig's third home, one of the many homes he owned, fully furnished with furniture so expensive that a couch alone could keep a small mom and pop store running for a decade. He had dropped Buns off with her group before coming here, he didn't want her around any of this.

Ace sniffed the air,"Mmm...smell that midnight air. Sis is starting the midnight mass right about the same time I'm about to start the midnight mass murder."

He smiled to himself and looked to the sky, a single drop of rain hit his nose, and it began to downpour, thunder cracked in the sky. Ace grabbed the wire to the power of the house,"Oh no...lightning."

He pulled a knife from his side and cut the wire. The power in the house went out. The chaos inside the house was loud, guards, Hamlin too. Ace grabbed the phone line,"Oh no.......lightning." he cut the wire too.

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Veejay stood at the podium in front of a large gathering of Mobians,"It is good to see you all tonight, welcome to our humble church. Where we offer you all the services it may take to make your life easier. As you all know, we here do what needs to be done to bring you closer to the Divine. The Source of All, The Echidnaen Gods, whomever you believe in, we are here to believe in you. To lead you down a path of righteousness, truth, and happiness. By any means."

Veejay looked at her watch,"I'd like to open our service with a prayer for my sweet younger brother, Base. Who without, we could not help you all as much as we do. Please bow your heads and pray for his safety, as I worry tonight for his well being."

The gathering bowed their heads in unison and prayer.

Veejay spread her arms wide,"O Divine, give unto us your blessings, and protect those who work in your name..."

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Ace moved around the roof top, knowing soon at least on guard would step through the roof door to check on the outage,"...for we are the ones who through us, you act, and we give you our thanks, as you provide for us on our path from the corrupt and wrong, to your ethereal graces."

Ace smiled, his sister would be saying that prayer about now, she always prayed for his safety when he undertook her jobs. As he'd said, the church wasn't a total front, Veejay just took a bit more of a direct approach than hoping and praying. Her church MADE things happen.

The door swung open, a single guard stepped onto the roof, Ace slowly climbed to the top of the door entrance that came up from the roof top, it was about five feet high.

The guard looked at the wires,"This isn't the cause of a storm, someone cut the wires." he grabbed the radio from his shoulder,"Chad, we have a problem, get the boss and his family somewhere safe in the house, we may have a burgler or worse."

A static response came back, Ace couldn't make it out, he slowly pulled his largest knife from its sheath. The guard turned around, Ace lunged through the air like a cat pouncing prey,"CA-CAW!"

"WHAT TH-HRK!"

Ace buried his knife deep into the guard's neck, the guard choked on the knife and his own blood, Ace grinned at him,"Bird calls are funny as battle cries, huh? Sorry about this, its nothing personal, well, I guess it is for you, I mean, I just stabbed you in the neck."

The guard choked, his body twitched, and he dropped to the roof in a crumpled heap. Ace licked the blood from his knife,"Ewww...B negative. Why can't you B more Positive? Ha...see cause...aw fuck it you're not listening."

The door swung open again, Ace spun and tossed his knife, the guard in the door dropped and started tumbling down the stairs, Ace cracked his neck,"Well, I've clocked in, time to get to work."

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Veejay lifted her head,"I would like to tell you all a story, one of the many tales from the Echidnaen religion. The story is about a corrupt businessman who ruined the lives of others to advance himself. In the middle of the night an angel came and struck him and all who stood in its way down. I believe that today angels still exist amongst us. All they need, is the right guidance, in order to do all that is necessary and right."

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Ace snapped a guard's neck, and faded back into the shadows of the home,"Watch where you step friend..."

The other guards all wandered aimlessly in the dark, waving flashlights and handguns around like scared children. Ace slowly moved in the shadows like a boogeyman.

"Listen children to my story..."

A guard fired in a direction he thought Ace's voice came from.

"Did you get him?!" another guard shouted.

"I don't know!" came the retort.

"Of a man from times long gone..."

Another shot.

"Of he who lived for others pain..."

Another blind shot in the dark.

"And the angel who sent him where he belongs."

Ace sprung from the shadows and with a quick silver flash in the dark a guard dropped holding his neck. The others fired in the direction of the guard, only managing to hit the wall behind him, and him.

The guards looked around, trying to locate Ace. One backed up, trying to put his back to the wall, thinking that would keep him safe. Ace emerged from the shadows behind him, putting a hand over his mouth and his knife to his neck,"Ca-caw."

Ace grinned.

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A song played in the church, a small band playing, Veejay singing the vocals.

The gathering singing the chorus along with her. The song died down, Veejay lowered her head, remembering the end of the story she was telling before the song.

"Unfortunately, even the wicked have their minions, and the angel was faced with greater and greater challenges to find that which he sought."

----------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ace felt his back hit the window, the sound of cracking glass as he slumped to the ground. He slowly got to his feet,"Ow."

Ace looked to the source of his misfortune. A large bulky bodyguard wearing a black suit and tie, a white dress shirt, and shoes shined to a high gloss. Ace cracked his neck, looking at his opponent, it was a bull if the shadow in the dark was right.

Ace grinned, slowly walking towards the bull,"Scrambled egss!"

Ace kicked hard up between the legs of the bull, and was rewarded with a grunt, then being grabbed by his neck and hauled off the ground, Ace grit his teeth,"If...you don't....like...breakfast...we'll...have steak!"

Ace plunged his knife into the shoulder of the bull, his grip loosened, Ace hit the ground hard, and without a moment to get up, was kicked across the room, he hit the glass again, cracking it more,"Damn...plexiglass."

The bull pulled the knife from his shoulder, reached to its side and raised something at Ace.

Click. BLAM!

Ace hit the wall behind him and slumped slowly to the floor, motionless. The bull bodyguard snorted and turned around.

In an instant, there was a knife to its eye, and Ace's voice in its ear,"I was just going to say ca-caw again, but I think I'll just call bullshit."

Ace stuck the knife in and the bull thrashed around howling in pain. Ace hooted and hollered as he rode him around the room.

Ace pulled the knife free, and swung low, stabbing into his opponent's spine. A loud dull THUMP, and his opponent lay twitching on the floor.

Ace looked himself over, a bullet wound in his shoulder, his best jacket ruined, blood oozed down from the top of his head. He walked over to the prone form,"You owe me a coat."

Ace placed his hands on each side of the head of the bull,"But I'll give you a break."

SNAP! The form went motionless in the dark. Ace stood, looking to the room they'd all been guarding,"Pork chops."

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Veejay clasped her hands in front of her,"But he overcame each challenge, each obstacle, for nothing was greater than his faith. Finally, the end of his journey was in sight, but the wicked are always willing to sacrifice anything to protect themselves."

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Hamlin sat behind a desk, holding a gun, the handgun was pointed at Ace,"I'll give you credit for killing my guards, but there's nowhere to hide in this room."

Ace reached into the side of his coat that wasn't wrecked, pulling two small knives, tossing them, they slit across Hamlin's arm. Hamlin stumbled backwards in surprise and pressed his back to the window behind him, he dropped the gun when he hit the window, it hit the floor and slid under his desk.

Hamlin raised his hand and tried his best to smile, the fear was too prominent on his face, he only looked desperate,"W-Wait! I have money, you want it? Take it! Take all of it!"

Ace stalked towards him,"You think this is about money? I'm not getting a dime."

Ace grabbed Hamlin by his tie and slammed him against the plexiglass, bringing his largest knife to Hamlin's mouth,"This is nothing short of a labor of love. See, what my sister wants, she gets, and what he clients want, she wants, and I'm just crazy enough to make it happen."

Hamlin shook in fear,"I'll pay her more! Whatever you want!"

Ace looked around the room, noticing a flagpole, then he looked to the desk,"Tell you what...take the legs off your desk, flip it upside down and set it on fire, and I won't gut you."

Hamlin was all too happy to oblige, what he didn't realize in his haste was Ace never said he wasn't going to kill him.

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Veejay smiled to the crowd,"And as you can all see, the unjust and filth that work in the name of of greed will be punished, as will any who use others as he did. Goodnight everyone, walk home safely."

The crowd dispersed, Veejay smiled leaving to the back room, she removed her head dressings,"Having to act like I'm one of those flimsy peace loving nuns is hard work. What we do is needed. Why should we have to hide this shit? No matter. Tomorrow I'll read in the paper about Hamlin's demise."

Veejay smiled, but the smile faded, looking at a picture on her desk, she looked at the picture, a small hedgehog child, wild eyed and rabid looking, twin scars over his eyes, teeth jagged and uneven. She lowered the frame, Ace stood in place of the child in the image.

Ace grinned, his sharpened evened teeth smiling from across the room,"Hey sis...I think I need a doc-"

Ace collapsed on the floor. Veejay hurried to Ace's side, she pulled a cellphone from her side and dialed.

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Buns sat in an abandoned arcade in downtown Mobotropolis, she looked at the newspaper Miles had lifted from a shop he'd been to earlier. A small smile played on her face.

HAMLIN PIG FOUND DEAD IN HOME.

A gruesome scene where many bodies were found, but none more horrifying than the sight of Hamlin Pig, who was found with a flagpole stuck through him like a split, analysts claim the flagpole was probably inserted rectally first before being plunged upward through his mouth. Hamlin was found over a fire that was burning from a desk. Local CSI claim that Hamlin died from the heat of the fire before he could succumb to any of his other multiple wounds."

Buns giggled,"Gotta love that man."

Another headline caught her eye,"Hedgehog male rushed to hospital, victim of gang violence?"

Buns looked the article over quickly and stood up,"Heaven's to bunny, ah gotta get to the clinic."

To Be Continued...?

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Well, I did another part, whee. I feel that this story bit delves a bit deeper into Ace and anti-Veejay's personalities and motives. While Veejay is indeed a puppet master here, her reasons are, for the most part, that she wants to see people get what they deserve instead of leaving it in the religious figure's hands. She sees herself as the left hand of the gods, the divine punisher.

Whereas in Ace's case, whether he believes or not, all the motivation he needs is that he owes Veejay everything, and what his sister wants, he will get her.

As well, we see the teetering balance in Ace's mind that sort of swings back and forth between madness and sanity like a pendulum.

For the most part, this image came around mostly cause I wanted to give anti-Veejay a face, so to speak. Her nun attire is sort of like a cross between a nun and monk.

Ace (c) Me
Veejay (c)
Hamlin the Pig, Buns Rabbot, Miles Prower (c) Archie