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Osez marcher avec l’obscurité: Episode 11
Story and Characters by DC-Lover & The Atomic Punk

“Who would have thought that the criminal underworld would have been brought to its knees by circus acts? A knife thrower and an Acrobat. But really all you two are…are clowns” Cesar said putting his pistol away.
He had hoped to have killed one of the masked men, but he also enjoyed watching them cower in fear before his men. Cesar watched his men circle their prey. Toying with the masked men before killing them was his kind of style, he had clearly picked the right choices off his father’s hitmen list. The Primaries were the kind of men that would help Cesar Maldoni become the head of Libreville’s criminal underworld one day. His sudden admiration for the Primaries quickly left as he got bored with this game of chicken. Looking at his watch he decided to leave but not before encouraged the men to hurry up.
“Gentlemen. I will pay triple to the man who brings me the mask and head of Tenebre. Double to the man who brings me the mask and head of son amant.” Cesar said as he lit a cigarette.
“What?!” Audere said insulted at the accusation.
“So right now. The only thing separating your colourful asses from Two or Three million dollars are those men right there.” Cesar said waving his hands to the Primaries and then to Tenebre.
“Avoir une bonne Tenebre de mort. J’espère que c’est douloureux” Cesar Maldoni announced as he walked back into the city.
Audere reached into his belt blindly not breaking eye contact with the Blue swords men and hoping he had remembered to pack smoke pellets. Tenebre gripped his knife clumsily, the self-inflicted wound encumbering his skill.
“Red. Let’s leave the Knife guy to Yellow. You and I take out Audere.” Blue said swinging his sword.
“What do I get out of it?” Red asked irritated.
“You can take the money I want the head and mask” Blue said lunging at Audere.
As soon as Blue lunged at Audere, the other two followed. Yellow leapt towards Tenebre with his blades out and ready to taste Tenebre’s blood.
“You know my name?” Audere asked blocking the blade with his Bo staff.
“Oh we met briefly in Montreal. And I know exactly who to go to with your head once I cut it off your shoulders!” Blue said pulling back as Red connected with the Tetsubo sending Audere hurdling towards trash cans.
Were it not for his armour and conditioning Francois would be unconscious from that blow, but that did not make it hurt any less. His whole body was in extreme pain and he had to act fast.
Tenebre moved quickly avoiding the strikes of his fast opponent. Even though the assailant’s leg was wounded, he was not holding anything back. He was almost as skilled a knife fighter as Tenebre was, this was a troubling thought as Tenebre was not at his best. Their blades grinded against each other as each fighter wanted blood. Tenebre’s hand sent pain burning through his body as his grip tightened the blade, he would die soon if he didn’t do something fast. Tenebre quickly kneed Yellow in the gut and kicked him away from him. It was then that Tenebre heard a shout coming from his ally.
“Tenebre! Close your eyes!” Audere shouted as he threw four small pellets on the ground.

The pellets exploded with a fierce ringing as well as produced a very bright flash of light that blinded the three men. As they screamed Audere leapt atop of Red and tightening his thigh’s around his head hurricanrana-d him to the ground. Pulling out his Taser (the most useful of his gadgets he found) shocked the man into unconsciousness. Having recovered Blue ran over and rammed Audere into the nearest wall. Audere was so caught off guard that he had dropped the only weapons that could defend him, his Bo staff and Taser. Blue’s sword was missing but he did not want to waste time looking for it. Blue gripped Audere by the throat and begin to punch him as he choked the life from Francois’s body. If he did not do something soon he was going to die.
Tenebre was too late to close his eyes and also received the blinding light that Audere’s silly little bombs let off. However, luck was on the side of Bertrand Fournier tonight. He had recovered much quicker than that of his opponent and Tenebre took full advantage of his disgruntled foe. Dashing over to Yellow he pulled out two knives and stabbed Yellow in his shoulders to stop him from using his weapons. This was required Tenebre to use a great deal of force due to the body armour Yellow was wearing. The man screamed as the blade pierced the armour and skin. Blood ran down the clean yellow body armour as Tenebre twisted the knife. Tenebre tripped the man to the ground and stomped on his wounded knee.
Audere kicked and punched at Blue in an attempt to escape from his rock hard grip. Audere felt the life drain from his body when he was suddenly dropped. Audere coughed frantically as he dragged air into his lungs. He looked up to see a knife was pressed against Blue’s neck.
“Do you wish to die?” Tenebre asked in a mocking tone.
He remained silent as Audere saw the man who had saved his life, was the murderous Tenebre. Why?
“Now…It’s time for the real fun yes?” Tenebre said as signalled towards Audere to get up.

Using the flexi cuffs Audere had in his belt he had safely secured the three men, while Tenebre hung them upside down with a cables. The way they were hung reminded Francois of his first night in this city. The men hanging from the lamp post. Tenebre circled each man with his knife. Audere watched as he glided the knife along each of their necks softly so as to not break the skin.
“Gentlemen we are going to play a game. The rules are simple. Tell us where to find your boss or Ms Swan and you all leave with stab wounds and broken bones but alive. Now I have no doubt that you all won’t tell us what we want to hear, so I have devised prizes for when I hear what I don’t want to hear.” Tenebre said with a chuckle.
” One of you leaves here a full man and goes to jail…” Tenebre said as he gripped the blade.
“Another man leaves here with less fingers, one ear, a split septum and goes to jail.” he continued.
“And the Loser dies.” He said pulling Yellow’s head close to his own.
Tenebre was pulled back by Audere. Francois was not about to watch this happen, even if Tenebre had saved his life. He pulled Tenebre out of the earshot of the three hanging men.
“We cannot do this. There is another way.” Audere whispered to Tenebre.
“What do you propose we do to find Ms Swan?” Tenebre asked frustrated at the Boy Scout Audere was.
Audere stood silent before walking over to the three men. The thought had occurred to him that he would once again have to do what he did best. Talk.
“I have asked and pleaded with my homicidal friend over there to let you all live…” Audere started.
“But I am at a cross roads myself when it comes to that topic. You see. I want Ms Swan to be safe and…Over the last few days I have found myself doing more and more things I am not proud of.” Audere continued as he began to mimic Tenebre’s movements from before.
“So..While I have been given a chance to not only save the lives of the men that tried to kill me, but also make sure you all leave with no missing appendages.” Audere continued as he leaned close to Reds face.
“All I want is a name.” Audere said but was greeted with the feeling of saliva hitting his face.
A rather uncomfortable feeling, Red seemed to disagree with Audere’s offer.
“Alright then. Tenebre!” Audere shouted hoping the fear would force one of the men to spill their guts.
“CLUB RIO!” Yellow shouted as tears streamed down his face.
“Club Rio?” Audere repeated confused.
“It’s a strip club. Girls are taken from the streets loaded up on drugs and then forced to dance for Cesar’s and some other men’s enjoyment.” Tenebre said in a calm fashion that shook Audere to the bone.
He said it as if it was common Knowledge and yet none did anything about it. Francois’ Temper swelled inside of himself at the thought of this clubs activities. He was going to kill Cesar Maldoni if he had done that to Andrea!
“So..ils vivent?” Tenebre asked as he threw a knife in the air and grabbed it.
Audere stood paralyzed in anger at the thought of helpless women forced to take drugs and dance for pigs such as Cesar Maldoni!
“AUDERE!” Tenebre shouted as he began to get impatient.
“Yes…They live.” Audere said as he pulled out a flare gun.
“How much do you have in those compartments?” Tenebre asked.
“Not as much as you would think Mon ami” Audere answered coldly aiming the gun to the sky and firing.
This was Audere;s way to signal the police to come to this area. And dropping the now useless gun as a red glare illuminated the sky he turned his back to the hanging men and prepared to leave.
“She’s probably giving him a lap dance right now…” Blue said mockingly.
“What did you say?” Audere asked as he turned his attention towards Blue.
“Your girl. Probably dancing her pretty little behind around the table top out of her mind.” He said laughing at Audere.
Francois fury had broken free and Tenebre witnessed Audere lose control. Francois had charged over to Blue and proceeded to beat him mercilessly. Fist after fist connected with Blues face and body as Audere didn’t show signs of stopping.
“Stop!” Blue shouted as Audere assaulted him
“I didn’t mean it!” He continued Audere not stopping.
“Please!” He screamed as Audere stopped.
“We leave!” Audere said violently as he used his grappling cable to propel to the roof.

They had leapt across buildings together not saying a word to each other. Suddenly Audere stopped on the building in front of Club Rio. Rage filled his body and fascination filled Tenebre’s mind. Women were a sore spot for the great Audere.
“Do you know of Bertrand Fournier?” Audere asked Tenebre.
Tenebre was taken aback by this question. Did he not know who that Tenebre was Bertrand? Had he not realised this when they fought? Or was Bertrand confusing coincidence with fact? What if this was not Francois Indere’s?
“I do. He is the son of the Fournier crime boss. What of him?” Tenebre asked in confusion.
“Do you know if he comes here?” Audere asked as he looked down towards the club.
Tenebre was insulted at this question. He would never go to a place such as this. It disgusted him.
“No I doubt it. Why do you ask?” Tenebre asked.
“I wanted to see if you would lie about who you are Bertrand.” Audere said.
Bertrand was taken aback by this statement. Audere knew who he was. Which meant, Bertrand knew who Audere was. A smile crossed Bertrand’s face.
“So Francois. The question is Do I kill you now?” Tenebre asked as he pulled out his knife.

[DC-Lover]

As it turns out my hopes for the Hotspot story has hit a rut and therefore(untill I settle on a good storyline) I wont be handling him just yet. So I think for now whats taking place is the first three options from above until Heros Of our time finishs as that is not intended to be as long as some of my other stories.
Now I do have a request.
Check out the story The Atomic Punk and I have collaborated on here : http://www.heromachine.com/forum/super-hero-fiction/osez-marchez-avec-lobscurite-dare-to-walk-with-darkness/

[DC-Lover]

I noticed that there is a lack of creepy clowns on this sight….Soooo

[DC-Lover]

W.B Yeats and James Joyce not asked? Haha
In all serouisness Great idea there man. Very interesting

[DC-Lover]

Character Design Contest ♯43- Psychics
Name:Manic
Traits: A pyschotic mad man who can read the minds of others, due to his incarcaration in a straight jacket he has learned to use his feet and mouth to attack others(known to have killed orderlys in the past by biting their throats)

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Character Design Contest ♯43- Psychics

Name:Cerebrum
Abilities: Can read minds, telekenesis, and mind control.
Info: On the page until the contest is over.

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Osez marcher avec l’obscurité: Episode 9
Story and Characters by DC-Lover & The Atomic Punk

Francois approached the Chez Rothschild with his date walking beside him. He had to admit that it was ironic how the shy spectacled girl from hours earlier in the park Ms Swan, had transformed into the beauty that was now accompanying him. He was dressed in a black silk suit, a white shirt and a red tie which he rented from the hotel. Say what he wanted about the city itself, it clearly had a style about it. The suit costed him about 75 dollars to rent, which was a great price for a suit of this magnitude. Of course if anything happened to the suit it would cost him about 5 times that amount, so he had to make sure he didn’t run off spill anything on it. Andrea on the other hand had went all out in her appearance. She had come in a white dress that made her look like something out of a Hollywood magazine.
“She truly is a swan” Francois thought to himself as they walked towards the maître d.
“Bonjour monsieur et Madame. Comment puis-je vous aider? How can I help you?” the maître d repeated as he looked over both Francois and Andrea’s appearance.
“We have a reservation.” Francois said as he smiled at the judging maître d.
“Under?” The maître d asked as he looked at the couple before him.
“Mr Francois Indere’s and Ms Andrea Swan.” Francois responded smiling at his date.
“Oh oui. Right this way sir” the maître d said smiling as he lead the two to their table.
Francois never liked this kind of restaurant as it stank of corruption and expensive food. He sighed a little in despair at the thought of the prices, but was quickly brought back when he saw the smiling face of his date. He sat across from her as she read the menu. He glanced at it and saw what he would want almost instantly. He smiled and leaned back as the waiter came to them.
“Might I offer Madame and Monsieur some wine?” He offered as Andrea put the menu down.
“Um…I don’t know. Is there any recommendations?” Francois asked as smiled at his date.
Francois believed he looked like an idiot at this point doing nothing but smiling all the time at the lovely Andrea and he green emerald eyes.
“Just bring us a good bottle my dear sir” Francois said as he looked back towards his date.
“L’oeil du diable it is sir” The waiter said as he walked away.
Andrea began to giggle to herself in a very cute way. Her laughter reminded him of a kitten in a way. So cute and harmless.
“What is it?” Francois said smiling wanting to be involved in the joke.
“Something in my hair?..” He asked combing his hand through his hair.
“No..You just ordered a 200 dollar bottle of wine” she said smiling back at Francois.
Francois was shocked at this and felt that he was going to paying a lot for this date. Yet he saw the humour in this and began to laugh.
“Oh wow. I guess I should have been paying more attention huh? Imbécile” Francois said as he slapped his own forehead.
His laughter came to a slow halt as he felt a warm hand on his own. He looked down and saw the smiling Andreas hand caressing his knuckle.
“Thank you Francois. I have not laughed like that in a while” She said with a smile that made Francois feel and blush like a young boy again.
“You’re most welcome Andrea.” He said blushing back at her.

“That was delicious” Andrea said as her plate was taken from her by the waiter.
“Oui it was.” Francois said smiling across the table at Andrea.
“So what is it…Francois Indere’s does for a living?” She asked smiling back at him.
Francois paused as images of criminals and Audere sprang to mind at the thought of that question. Leaping from one building to another as the crooks escaped and always leaving before the cops arrived. He could not tell her this.
“Oh I am an Architect professionally, but I keep myself busy with other activities.” Francois answered truthfully as best he could.
“My that is interesting. You can afford a meal like this on an Architects salary?” She asked jokingly in a confident manner.
“Oh and what does Ms Andrea Swan do for a living?” Francois asked rubbing Andrea’s hand and leaning in a little to kiss her.
Her lips were soft against his as they shared each other’s breath. He slowly pulled away smiling at Andrea trying to think of something cleaver to say to her.
“Don’t change the subject” He said smiling causing her to giggle.
“She’s a reporter” An approaching voice answered that ruined the moment for both Andrea and Francois. He was dressed in a buttoned t-shirt and a pair of jeans.
“Bertrand?” Andrea said in a rather confused voice.
“What are the chances of us meeting at this restaurant?” Bertrand asked in a rather sly way.
“Oh I hope I’m not interrupting Libreville’s most celebrated reporter’s date am I?” He asked rather calmly as he pulled up a chair.
“Bertrand. Please we were in the middle of something.” Andrea pleaded as Bertrand sat down.
“Oh come now. Just one or two questions and I’ll be gone.” Bertrand responded.

“Excuse me… Andrea who is this man?” François asked looking at the intruder with a mix of discomfort, disdain and slight Deja-vu.
“Francois Inderes meet Bertrand Fournier” Andrea introduced the men as all her confidence seemed to disappear.
“Of the Fourneir family?” Francois asked shaking Bertrand’s hand.
“So you have heard of my father’s organisation.” Bertrand answered realising that this man was no more a threat to him than that of an insect.
“OH? Who has not heard of your family?” Francois said lying to the now intrigued Bertrand.
Francois smiled as he realised that this man was a member of the Family he and Tenebre were trying to take down. Francois realised that having this man as a friend could be useful in taking down the Fourneir family and perhaps the Maldoni family as well.
Bertrand on the other hand passed his attention to something besides the dolt she had reduced herself to.
“So Andrea what do you know of the events of Club Nico over the last two/three nights?” Bertrand asked to make the sound like he was trying to cover up something more convincing.
“Um…Nothing yet why?” Andrea said as she began to get nervous.
“Oh nothing. Just you know avoid it if you know what’s good for you…” Bertrand said as he looked at her with the dead eyes that he knew caused people to feel uncomfortable or even frightened. This was one of the many tactics he used to get what he wanted at any time. A quick threat and the dead stare always did the trick.
“Um…Okay Bertrand” Andrea said as she leaned away from Bertrand.
“And what about the men that attacked you…that was you was it not?” Bertrand continued twisting the metaphorical knife in Andrea’s wound.
“Bertrand please.” Andrea pleaded once again trying to salvage what was left of the night.
“Excuse me sir! You shouldn’t talk to Ms Swan like that.” Francois interfered starting to get angry at this man harassing Andrea.
“Would be a shame if that happened again wouldn’t it?” Bertrand continued as he smiled sadistically believing he was fully in control of the situation.
“What happened? You poke your nose into someone else business…” Bertrand was cut off as Francois sprang from his seat.
“Andrea. I think it’s time to leave.” Francois announced.
Andrea got up from her seat and hurried over to Francois’ side.
“It was an experience meeting you Mr Fourneir, but we must be going.” Francois said as he left his threw money down on the table and stormed off.

Outside in the parking Francois waited for a taxi for him and Andrea as they both stood in silence. Suddenly Andrea began to cry into her hands causing Francois to hold her close to him.
“Quoi de mal Mon Cher?” Francois asked knowing full well it was that man from inside.
“I’m sorry Francois…I ruined such a great night” She said through her tears.
There were two things Francois hated in this world. One was of course criminals taking advantage of the weak, the other was seeing a woman cry. It always inspired great amounts of anger in his body to see a woman break down and cry. Footsteps echoed towards the two as they waited for a Taxi.
“Andrea! I have some more questions for you.” Bertrand Fourneir approached smiling at the two.
“The young lady does not wish to converse any longer with you Mon ami.” Francois said not making eye contact with him.
“Listen ‘Mon Ami’…I am not trying to talk to you. I am just asking the lovely Ms. Swan some questions.” Bertrand said sounding impatient and rather irritated at the fact this dolt thought they were on the same level.
“Mr Fournier I am warning you to leave us be right now” Francois warned as he tightened his fist.
“Andrea. Your taste in men has clearly dropped since…” Before he could finish his sentence Francois’ fist connected with Bertrand’s face sending the man back a few steps.
“Qu’est-ce que l’enfer!” Bertrand shouted as he held his face with his bandaged hand.
“I warned you Mon ami” Francois said Parting his legs to get into a fighting position.
Bertrand threw a punch at Francois in an attempt to hit him. Missing, Bertrand was once again struck by the man’s fist sending him back a few more steps. He felt something roll around in his mouth and spat it out into his hand. A tooth. Not only had Bertrand injured his hand earlier today but now some moronic troglodyte had knocked out one of his teeth.
“You dare!” Bertrand erupted as he threw the tooth aside.
“I do” Francois said as both men stopped in their tracks.
This scene seemed very familiar to them and caused them both to back away from each other slightly.
“Have we met? I am referring to events prior to this of course.” Bertrand asked examining Francois.
A taxi pulled up to the now scared Andrea who had been watching the fight the whole time. Francois felt awful having subject Andrea to conflict. Francois opened the door of the cab for Andrea as Bertrand repeated himself.
“Have we met Mr Inderes?” He repeated watching Francois.
“I sincerely hope not sir.” Francois answered getting into the taxi.
“Jusqu’à ce que nous nous reverrons.” Bertrand shouted smiling at them.

[DC-Lover]

The Following is Happening in regards to my stories:
1.Cold as Ice will be comeing to an end after a few more chapters.
2.The Devil Within is currently on a break and will resume shortly after Cold as Ice ends.
3.Heroes of Our Time will be updated and continued
4. A new story will be created dealing with a Hero Called Hotspot. It will take a different direction than that of my usual stories, because as those who have read my stories know I like to take things from a different approach (retired heros with real life problems brought back into the game, Lesbian part time superhero dragged into the full time job, Man being controlled by another personality or demon to do good even though he doesnt want to..Etc etc)

[DC-Lover]

soon enough

[DC-Lover]

Well I liked it. It was humorous and rather interesting. I would like to know about Captian Epic more like what his powers were and the like.
I love how Henderson is clearly really into the noir detective scene and express’ it far too often resulting in as Atomic put it giving people the creeps.

[DC-Lover]

Indeed.

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Character Design Contest 42- Public Domain Amalgamations
Ghost Rider And The Headless Horsemen
Name: Masked Rider
Abilities:Expert rider, roper, shot, and excellent fighter.
Info:Jim Randall worked the rodeo circuit for two years so he could pay for his Ranch. However A man named Bishop, and his gang, showed up with the deed to the ranch. Randall was evicted from the property by the sheriff, and with nowhere else to go, he put on a mask to investigate Bishop, learning that he and his men were forcing all the ranchers in the region to sign their deeds over to him, because their property was rich in oil. Wearing the mask and riding his trusty horse Lightning, he took on the gang and brought them to justice. He stayed on his ranch and watched for any other signs of trouble so that Jim Randall might again become the Masked rider.

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Character Design Contest 42- Public Domain Amalgamations
Ghost Rider And The Headless Horsemen

Name:Headless rider
Abilities:Undead, Sharp shooter, skilled rider and swordsmen.
info:Rex Fury was the son of Hessian emigrants living in the south of America. He participated in the american Civil war where his head was severed by a unionest soldier. Years later tales of a headless lawman started to appear around small towns in Texas. None would ever see him but some mornings in certain areas people found the decapitated bodies of wanted criminals outside of town.

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hes got a whole Nick Fury feel. Alpha that is

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Thanks I rather Like him too.

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