Lycan-Girl

Calmly, the bespectacled villain stood up from behind her desk. She was tall, and easily cleared five feet. She seemed to be almost six feet tall, but probably taller. She slowly stalked out from behind her heavy wooden desk and into the single circle of light. Kim couldn’t help but draw in a quick breath. The woman’s sharply-spiked hair was a dark brown, almost black; her eyes were the same color, but it was harder to tell behind her glasses. Down her left cheek was an X-shaped scar. Something told the nervous girl that the scar was not an accident. She wore a tight black T-shirt with a hot-pink guitar spray-painted onto the fabr

The Trickster Prologue The video was entirely in grayscale. To make matters worse, the picture was painfully grainy. Not so unreadable, though, that one couldn’t tell what was happening, as heroine and villain collided in whirling fisticuffs that depicted the ongoing battle between good and evil, right and wrong. The heroine was dressed in dark colors, most likely black. Her shirt was tight, as were her denim pants. Black leather obscured her feet and hands. A short mask hid the upper part of her face. They had been custom-made, evidently, to hold glasses lenses in the eyeholes – one could see a brief flash of light from the glas