Midnight Mission{Cole}

[Blair Winters]

Blair smiled at the man striking a conversation with her about her aura. She loved talking to other psychics and true ones at that. No fakes were allowed to go to this convention each one invited was certifiable real. They were invited from all over the world to Sanrio Hotel in Baton Rouge, LA.

This Hotel was only one of three in the world...it looked ordinary on the outside but on the inside...it was an explosion of pink and Hello Kitty. Every male avoided the place like a plague...but these male psychics they seemed comfortable with themselves to stand a place like this. “Pink Hell,” as one of them describe but of course for Blair it was heaven since her favorite color was pink.


The mediums amongst the group was to do a huge seance at midnight during the witching hour but Blair passed on it and choose to get ready for bed instead. She would be busy the next couple days with people who scheduled for a private sitting. Using her Medium powers took a lot of her energy so she really needed her beauty rest.

Blair said her good nights and headed to her room, admiring all the pretty decorations along the way. Good thing she was nestled on the first floor. By golly this Hotel had lots of pink and kitties! Blair let out a little squeel and skipped to her door...she couldn't wait to see what was inside!

Once that door opened she saw the glorious things inside she wanted to scream. Pink explosion is the best way to describe it.




Once her excitement was controlled she took her nightly bath and put on her favorite pjs and went to bed. It wasn't until a little after twelve she heard something very familiar but very strange for the area. GUNSHOTS. They were quite a bit away but they were close enough to alarm the cowgirl. The little woman flung out of bed and immediately got her gun that was safely nestled in it's case.



Blair flung the door open and ran into a man. When her eyes looked up she gulped...the man had a gun and all his friends did too,

[Cole "Batman" Armstrong]

Another night without sleep. Fuckin’ yay!

Cole was so pissed off that he had to go out on a job. He had been working in his lab all day and his shift was nearing the end – in ten minutes! Why couldn’t these stupid werewolves wait ten whole fucking minutes to start shit? He could have been gone from the lab and had his phone shut off. Let the other employees deal with this shit for one night.

The job was not the only thing that pissed him off. “WHO PAINTS A HOTEL IN PINK AND DECORATES IT IN HELLO KITTY?!” He yelled at one of his other teammates. “AND A PSYCHIC CONVENTION!?” The hotel staff were going to have to worry more about him then those damn werewolves. “WHEN I’M THROUGH SOMEONE’S GONNA DIE FOR THIS!”

Just after saying all of that someone slammed into him. His first instinct was to shoot this person, but he grabbed her so quickly and slammed her chest against the wall with one hand pinned behind her back. His other hand had his gun shoved against her spine. She had frightened him. The first thing he thought was she was going to shoot him with that weapon of hers, so instincts had him playing a hair on the cautious side, which is why she was in this position to begin with.

And not only did he have his gun shoved into her back, the men behind him had all their guns trained on her as well. “Who the fuck are you?” He growled.

Someone was about to become chop liver, unless she spoke fast. “And before you ask if that’s my gun or if I’m happy to see you, let me tell you that it’s both, sweetheart. Start talking.”

One of the men in another area whispered into all of their earpieces. “There’s a séance about to take place, if it hasn’t already.”

Cole couldn’t be more pissed off. There was a vein starting to pop in his neck. The woman was lucky he wasn’t a trigger happy fellow or he would have just shot and left her for dead. “For what?! To fucking summon HELLO KITTY!? What THE FUCK is wrong with these people?!” He yelled back into the earpiece.

[Blair Winters]

Just her luck...

Right after Blair bumped into someone or something... her arm was twisted and her chest was slammed against the wall which left her pinned. Her grip on her gun loosened when she "kissed" the wall so to speak..so it was now laying on the ground next to her feet.

All that ran through Blair's mind was Oh FUDGE... She had no clue who these men were...are they they ones causing all the ruckus? By her little glimpse they looked bad ass definitely not people you wanted
to piss off.

The one pinning her growled a question at her and naturally her response was her eyes rolling.These guys needed to take a chill pill. It was obvious she was a guest she DID just come out of a hotel room. But what really did send her over the edge was his little remark about his gun. Blair groaned at his words and rolled her eyes...she couldn't help but give him a smart ass answer but she did it in the sweetest southern voice, " Honey, I think ya are way too kinky for lil ol' B."

Blair's grin grew before she continued," Well sweet cheeks I'm a guest in this hotel from that room. My name is BITE ME..want me to spell that for ya? Or would ya like to buy a vowel?"

Deep down Blair knew that would piss the man off even more...and somehow she got a happiness from it. The men whispered amongst each other...and the man behind her flipped out.

Man he needed a chill pill and fast! He did mention something about the seance and Blair knew it had started she felt the tug of the dead to go to the room. Her tone got serious as she tried to look behind her, " It has already started...whatever is going on those people are in deep shit if it goes in that room."

[Cole "Batman" Armstrong]

As Cole slammed this woman against the wall. He held her there and kicked her gun towards his men to grab it. "Who the fuck are you?" He growled into her ear then went to work to pat her down and make sure she had no other weapons. "And before you say you're a guest -- let me inform you that you are carrying around a weapon on private property."

Then she said exactly what he did not want to hear. "A guest? Prove it!" He slammed cuffs down on her wrists, deciding it was better to be safe rather than sorry. He had a lot of men to look after behind him. The girl was feisty, he had to give her that. "Well, honey, I don't think you could handle my bite," he whispered into her ear before stepping back and jerking her with him.

As the girl spoke of the seance, he gave her a questioning look. "How do you know it started? Unless you are somehow involved in all of this.." He was almost certain she was, and she had yet to prove that she wasn't.

For fucks sake, she came out of the room with a loaded gun. That right there ranked pretty high on the suspect alert.

One of the other men held Blair by the arms that were linked behind her back from the handcuffs. Cole was eying her quite warily. He was waiting for her to talk, maybe explain herself -- if she could. He always trusted his gut instinct, so if she said something that didn't add up to him his bullshit meter would start to go off.