Malu Matrix One of the many surface tunnels into the caverns. It was poorly lit, just enough so no one knocked themselves out on the occasional stalactite which was forming--triumphant against all modern marvels man could create. Life and the will of nature were often found in such unforgiving places, or so it seemed.
A creature, appearing to be alone, slipped though this tunnel. Its already small body fit easily under the rebellious cavern creations, sleek black and grey skin grimmering from the water droplets that fell from the ceiling. Red rings and patterns adorned her feminine skin, marking her as a Chaos type. The feathered mohawk-mane on top of her head and raised middle toe gave away her species--a Serraptor.
Malu was still wandering why exactly she had come here. Of course, she knew the obvious--to try and collect an Akail for her trainer. Maybe with such a gift, she would be allowed to live upstairs on the comfy plush furniture instead of downstairs as a member of that terrible Tribe. She shivered at the thought. Her secondary question was answered for her. She was here to escape Gambit--her Tribe leader-- and the horrible memories he gave her.
At the mere thought of Gambit, a small Bleeder appeared from within her feathers, soft green Dreamscape marked skin giving off a little light. He peered around, then looked over the Serraptors forehead and into her eyes.
"You rang, M'Lady Malu?" He chided a little playfully, an evil grin playing on his heartshaped face. As deeply as he cared for his creator, the darkness within him got a rush from the very pain which had created him. Now was one of those times.
"We're almost there, just....just stay shushed. This is a sacred place..." The Serraptor replied, looking around the walls. There was less man-made construction here; all slowly faded into the tunnels of yester-year. Soft runes were etched into the walls, and Malu frowned at them.
"I wander what they are meant to say, Rix..."{Malu-1 Rix-1}