Snippet #1969683

Hex smirked as she strutted down the sidewalks of Gotham, Darkedge trailing behind her, holding Hex's favorite teddy bear. She had a love/hate thing with the young Hexien. He was hesitant to do anything fun. And he always told her that she was immoral. Like she didn't already know that.

The young witch pushed past the crowds of people in front of her, ignoring the glares of the humans that found her rude. She was far more than that.
Darkedge grabbed her by the shoulder. "I don't want to do this." he stated, staring right into her pink eyes.
Hex rolled her eyes. "Hand me the bear." He glared at her, before slowly handing the brown toy over to his tormentor.
"Thank you." She said coldy, before slapping him on the back of the head and turning toward street and walking into it. The driver of an expensive black car, a man in his late 40's, hit the breaks to halt the car before it hit the young girl.

"The hell is wrong with you?!" He screamed at her, getting out of his car and slamming the door behind him. "You fucking want to die?! If you're going to commit suicide, do it where you can't damage someone else's property!" Hex turned to him, smiling slightly. "Shut up." she said, smiling. His face turned red with anger. "You little bitc-" The words stopped in his throat. along with all the air in his lungs. He grabbed at his throat, to discover a pink chain wrapped around it, constricting him. She then ran up to the man and knee'd him in his gut, letting him fall to the ground. Hex began to chant under her breath and the man was covered in a dense pink mist. When it cleared, there was nothing but a small raggedy doll.

The crowd broke into a panic, all running into different directions, except for Edge who stared at Hex in a disapproving manner. She rolled her eyes at him, picking up the doll of a man and setting it a sitting position on his car. "Happy?" she asked sharply. "Now do you want to help me or do you think that all the superhumans will just come to you by saying please?"

Darkedge sighed and took a deck of cards out of his pocket. "I guess I'll help."