Been Awhile(Invite)

[Draco Vermind]

There has been a mighty change for Draco Vermind in his life, since he had been injured by one of the biggest, dangerous superstars of APW. Abomination, but since the downfall of Draco, his ex-partner had disappeared into the shadows once more. Draco still had his Mohawk, his fingernails were still painted black, his eyes were still cover around in make-up, and his skin was still pale. His mind was still working 24/7 for him. Making up plans, figuring which was the smartest to be successful, but the major change for Draco was that his mind isn't a tool for mass destruction. The plans of taking over the world, doesn't flood his mind any more.

Draco now sits down on a bench, in a park, in Toronto. His fingers held a lit cigarette, as his arms rested on the top of the bench. He stared up at the cloudy sky, think of what shame he brought himself in the past. The cigarette meet with Draco's lips, each 15 minuets.

" Hello there. "

Draco looked up at a man, taking the seat right next to him. He replied with a nod, as he moved his arm, give room to the stranger. Draco's cigarette, sat between his lips. He inhaled it for the last time, and the dropped it on the ground. Draco's attention then went to the man next to him. His body was wrapped in a brown trench coat, his eyes hid behind his sunglass. He was quite boring to watch, so Draco turned and watched the people passing by.

Click.......The sound of a gun getting ready slightly echoed through the silence. Draco didn't dare to turn his head, to face the person behind him. He could feel the coldness from the gun touching the back of his head.

" Gimme your wallet, money and any valuables you have on you. "

Draco began to give into the thief's demand. His hands began to pullout his wallet, keys, and other valuables from his pockets. Draco was defenseless, only if had his old partner around to guard him from any trouble. Draco handed the mysterious man his stuff, and just sat there and waited. The mysterious man looked down at Draco's, stuff, still keeping the gun pointed at Draco.

" Good, now l would take my leave. "

The man stashed Draco's stuff into one of his pockets. He removed the gun away from Draco. Draco started to get back to his feet, but was unsuccessful. The man used the gun as a club on Draco, knocking him out. He ran away as Draco laid on the concrete, unconscious.

[Jennifer Drew]

He’d probably want some hero, some Good Samaritan to pass by right now, make a quick tackle, retrieve the wallet, dust him off send him on his way and generally be an upstanding member of society.

Well, this was as close as he’d get today.

It was a happy accident that Jennifer loved cutting through the park on her way back to the Tower, even though it was starting to feel like cab weather in Toronto. But she decided she’d throw on a hoodie and live with it for a couple more weeks.

As she walked down the path on the way back from the record store she just visited on one of her off-season spending sprees, a fun new bad habit she had picked up, she saw a figure sprawled on the ground in front of her.

This being a public park in a major city she didn’t bat an eyelash until she was a few steps away. This guy looked familiar for some reason. Another APW person she thought. Noticing a slight trickle of blood from a nasty looking bruise on the back of his head she knelt down to get a closer look.

Her diagnosis? He was pretty out of it. She’d been on the other end of the concussion test enough times to give one so she started shaking him hoping to get some sign of life.

Hey, are you, OK?

[Draco Vermind]

Draco could feel the cool wind brushing against his face, as the freezing touch of the concrete, which he laid upon, ran up his back side. His eyes squeeze shut together. There was no way he could defend himself from the coldness surrounding him. His arms and legs were motionless, as dark red blood oozed out from the back of his neck, while jolted through the back of his neck. How could Draco be knocked out by one thing, and at the back of his neck. He knew that he wasn't the strongest guy out there, but was he the weakest?

Soon Draco felt the warmth on both his shoulders. A couple of seconds later he began to shake, along with the words " Are you ok " coming from an unknown direction. The shaking was a great wake up call for Draco, but he didn't have the strength for moving his arms or legs. He used the little left of his strength to slightly open his mouth and eyes. Draco only saw a blurred vision of the person leaning over him.

" Errrr....."

Draco's eyelids closed as his mouth was left open, slightly.