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Kelly has a minion!

Look, it's the the Meteo




Kelly
Legacy Name: Kelly


The Reborn Noktoa
Owner: Pirate

Age: 16 years, 9 months, 3 weeks

Born: June 6th, 2007

Adopted: 6 years, 9 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: June 22nd, 2017

Statistics


  • Level: 1
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


He couldn't miss the news. Front page of the cities' biggest newspaper, headline in large letters saying "Young woman killed in back alley of popular club". And then the photo. White dress, a lost highheel in a puddle and her hand holding a rose. Red. The woman's face on the photo was pixelated so Kelly couldn't see it but the article said that she was strangled with the strap of her handbag. Not again, please...

Like in trance he got up from the old chair in his kitchen, moving straight to his small home office. He opened the drawer of a cabinet and began to search through its content. Not even thirty seconds later he had found it: Issue 66 of his comic book series "The Dark Cases". Hastily he skimmed through the pages and there she was - white dress, lost shoe, a red rose in her hand and strangled in a back alley.

Kelly literally crashed onto the ground and hid his face in his hands. It can't be, it can't. Oh please, let me wake up! But of course nothing happened. In his head the thoughts felt like a hurricane. Emilia Durham, Hector Mendoza and now Patricia McGraw; they all first died in his comics and then in reality. But why? A crazy fan? A fanciless psychopath using his comics as a script for his murders? Was it his duty to go to the police? Surely it wa-

In this very second it hit him like a train. Issue 66. One of the issues that never got published because he, Kelly Davenport, was his worst critic and had decided that the story wasn't worth a penny. So how on earth could somebody know the details? It made no sense, unless...

"Kelly?" A deep voice, coming from the corridor. But the front door is locked! "Kelly Davenport!" This time the voice sounded demanding...commanding. Kelly opened his eyes and lifted his head only to see a man standing in the middle of his corridor, maybe in his fifties wearing a dark suit. Then Kelly's eyes noticed the other man's shadow and his heart stopped for a brief moment. Wings?

Slowly the older man came closer while all that Kelly could do was looking at him in a weird mix of panic and fascination. When he stood next to him the other man knelt down, put a hand under Kelly's chin and stared back. "Are you done with staring at me, my friend? We have important things to talk about I'm afraid and I'm sorry for visiting you so early but we had no other choice. My siblings are being murdered and I must find out who is responsible for it."

Character / story / ideas by User not found: sirius, loosely based on the Supernatural fandom
Adopted from User not found: doom
Profile by User not found: henry
Image used by Bienvenido Bones BaƱez Jr.
("Our World 666 Extinction and Satan Inspiring the World!")
Lyrics by Iron Maiden

Pet Treasure


Iconic Comic Book

Large Size Comic Paper

Death Head Moth

Book of Extremely Vague Prophecy

Vita

Svarta

Subeta Tribune Special Issue VI

Black Unholy Angel Wings

Scrapbook of the Future

Artists Sketch Book

Torn Out Doodle Page

Hebrew Textbook

Harvested Eyeball

Stone Skull Totem

Pile of Unfinished Sketches

Ricin Poison Bottle Kit

Chewed Up Fingers

Skull

Pet Friends