A Bonechilling Evening (Attack)

James looked around the familiar place in central London, wondering how boring a normal, muggle life would be. There they all were, walking around, worrying about money and the like. He snorted to himself, a wicked smirk on his lips. People who looked at him thought him a weird one, nothing more. How wrong they were. They were looking at the most dangerous man since Voldemort. They simply thought he was dysfunctional. But no, he was a psychopath, and he relished in that fact.

His smirk widened into a leer and he made his way through the crowd into the massive building that was Soho. He yawned obviously, in such a manner that people looked weirdly at him, thinking something along the lines of 'who does he think he is?'. He laughed internally at them. And then his leer vanished. Where was Kellin? He rolled his eyes. Oh, how he loathed to wait. He supposed Kellin wasn't the worst to wait for, but he most certainly didn't appreciate it.

He then shrugged and saw a woman walking by. He had lost his patience, and figured he might as well start without Kellin. Maybe the man was close by, and could start his own attack when he noticed that James had started. He smirked and drew his wand, a beautiful, magnificent wand. He pointed it at the woman, who didn't see anything. There were a few muggles who had noticed him, but they didn't understand anything, just laughed at him. He smirked. He'd like to see them laugh in a moment.

"Avada Kedavra!" he shouted and the green spell hit the woman like a bolt of lightning. She fell dead instantly. People started to scream. No one knew what had happened, but they knew that he had done it. Some were running away, some were paralyzed, and some -he noted- reached for their own wands. He quickly blasted the crowd off to give some space, and quickly murdered the wizards and witches amongst him. He smirked widely.

Then he looked up as he noted the presence of another wizard. But this time, he let the man come up close.

Spoiler:

Quickly, Kellin apparated in a dark alley a few blocks away from Soho. Though he lived everywhere and moved around, he had never visited this part of London, so he researched the place a little to know what he would be attacking. He landed perfectly; apparition was something that came rather easy to him. Kellin walked down the alley and into colorful shops around, many which disgusted him right away.

Though Kellin enjoyed doing what he did, he had much more fun when James was around. He's a madman. Kellin chuckled. He kept walking towards the assigned meeting place, though he suddenly realized James had already started. A young boy, about 18 years old or so, ran past him with scared brown eyes. That was the thing about Kellin; he remembered at least something about every person he killed. It was misery.

Taking out his wand, he pointed at the boy, "Avada Kedavra."The boy fell to the ground as the bright green lighting hit him. Approaching the body, Kellin realized the boy was much younger than he had first thought. Killing was now something he had grown used to, but he still had to learn to deal with it.

As he walked closer, more and more people ran past him; some warned him to turn around and leave, others were simply too scared to say or notice him. He smirked when he finally spotted the mad figure throwing curses in front of an almost dead audience. "James, why are so impatient?" Kellin joked as he approached his colleague.

James leered to himself as Kellin walked over with a smirk asking why he was so impatient. James couldn't contain a chuckle and sent a minor explosion into a paralyzed crowd, which left some of them rather bruised and bloody, yet no one died. They started screaming and running around, and James let them. Pathetic people.

"Why, because I am a time bomb, Kellin," James explained in an amused tone, his eyes following the running people. "And because I figured you wouldn't mind. I have left some for you as well, my dear," he said, his tone bordering crazy.

He looked around and sent a slashing spell at the throat of a man who went down slowly, gulpingly. "Drowning in one's own blood… A most fascinating way to die, don't you think?" James asked, approaching the body of the now dead man. The screams had vanished from James' mind, they were already a part of him. He swirled around and deflected the spell of another witch. He rolled his eyes. "How young and pathetic, trying to save these simple minds," he said softly, looking at the girl. She couldn't be more than 20. "Join us, and I'll let you live," James said to her. "Never," the girl said. James shrugged, looked at Kellin and then shot a spell through her stomach.

He blinked and gulped theatrically. "Ugh, entrails," he said in a fake disgusted tone. Then he clapped his hands together. "Shall we change floors?" he asked humorously. He didn't wait for an answer and walked to the elevator, pressing the button.

Kellin gave a loud laugh, "Tell me something I don't already know." He noticed the people running, some of them with tears in their eyes. "You know," he said as he took hold of a man about his own age by the back of his shirt, stopping him from escaping. "What I like the most about this, is that I can see exactly when you die." He placed his wand near the man's chest, right on his heart, and just as he continued, "I can see the sparkle of life leaving your eyes.", the green lighting hit the man's chest. He fell limp almost instantly in Kellin's hands.
"Bye bye." he smirked as he glanced back at James. "I must admit, you were always better than me when it came to killing." Though James was now hovering above a man who seemed to be drowing in his own blood. This was confirmed as James spoke only a few seconds after.

Kellin didn't answer as the screams from their scared audience resonated in his mind. Assuming James had gotten used to them, this was also something Kellin couldn't ignore. He hit the first person he could find with the green light, the first screaming woman he could see. James was already heading for the elevator, annoying Kellin only the tiniest bit. "We should hurry up. Muggle police was probably already contacted." he said as they got into the small elevator. "We were told to cause chaos, not to vaccum the earth clean, so control yourself this once." he reminded his friend.

James turned and looked at Kellin. "But the fun has just begun!" he pouted. Then he grew more relaxed and casual again. "Fine," he said, "You've taken the buzz out of it already. One more floor though. Like, really quickly!"

So he pressed the top-most button and the elevator got into motion. Not a few seconds later, were they standing on the highest floor of the building. He smirked as he saw the terrified eyes of the spectators, and the horrible realization as they understood that James and Kellin weren't there to save them, or to be afraid with them; they were the cause of the terror. People who caught onto that quickly enough, started running away, and James let them; for the sake of their intellectual. The slower ones, though…

He didn't kill all of them, of course, but the jet green light was shot around the room a few more times than a couple. But soon enough, that room was empty as well, with no more than a handful of corpses caused by James. He had no idea if Kellin had been killing anyone, or just watching, and he didn't really care. They had made their point. The sirens in the distance made James grin and he turned to Kellin.

"Time to vanish."