I’ll sing for you! I’ll sing for you! I’ll sing of my love, my endless song!”
“You’re rather perky tonight, Aemyle,” A semi-amused, suit-clad woman said to the teal-haired young woman that marched happily beside her. Aemyle chuckled and stretched her arms out above her head.
“The concert was so much fun! I have not had so much fun in ages, Miss Carolyn!”
“What about the concert two weeks ago?” the older woman replied. Of course, she was only older by four years, as opposed to the twelve she thought she was. That thought made Aemyle giggle, but she would never tell her manager about this age difference. If she couldn’t convince the truant officers, then convincing her would be equally fruitless.
“But it seemed so much longer. I just could not wait for tonight!” Aemyle replied.
“But you know what tomorrow is, too, right?”
“I know, I know! School starts tomorrow,”
“Which is exactly why we should get you home sooner, rather than later,” Carolyn pointed out as she made as if to make the turn into the residential area. Down the other street, the one leading into the shopping district, something caught Aemyle’s eye.
“What’s going on in there? I hear sirens and yelling,”
“Nothing you need to worry your little head about,” Carolyn turned away from the shopping district and gestured for the singer to follow.
“But I want to see! Come on,” The alien ran in the opposite direction, turning a few yards away to yell “Come! Come!” to her manager.
She continued running after that, following the sounds of the crowd. Before long, she caught sight of news vans, and a crowd surrounding something beyond those vans. Turning around, she noticed the absence of a certain manager, and worried for a moment about how the woman would react to her running off. But Aemyle was an adult, wasn’t she? She would just have to apologize to Carolyn later.
Curiosity leading her forward, she pressed into the crowd, hoping to get a glimpse of whatever had drawn this crowd. She could hear bits and pieces of conversation; “He looks ridiculous.” “Do you really think this will work?” “Since when does dancing around in underwear repel evil? Last time I checked, it attracted evil! Hahaha!”
But before Aemyle could make it to the edge of the crowd, something alarming reached her ear. Cries of fear and shock rang out from behind her, and she turned just in time to see a string of flames zoom passed her, knocking her flat on her back. As she rose, the screams became louder, and people ran past her to get away from whatever invisible force was still present. There was a red head in his underwear not far off who lay flat on his back with a gash in his chest as if a monster had attacked him. Her hand went immediately to the holster attached to her leg, looking for her gun as she watched others knocked back by the invisible force.
“Ma’m!” She heard a man call behind her. Turning, she found it was a police officer, “Ma’m, you need to get out of here! It’s not saaaafe!” In mid sentence, he was sent flying as well. Aemyle let out a shriek, pulled her gun, and let out a blue shot of energy out in front of her, yielding an odd shriek from the air in front of her. So there was a monster here; had it appeared in the same manner as she?