In America; Invite only: Pain + Chaos

Chaos, who happened to be walking around in his human form, who he dubbed Rascalov, stopped in his tracks as his eyes laid themselves upon a woman with rather generous assets. He may be 50 years old, at least in his true form, which was practically an old timer, he still never got over the attractiveness that some of the females had. After all, he had an angel for a fiance and a succubus for a...what was she again? A girlfriend? No, she was just a friend with benefits, or however two people who had sex constantly but weren't in a relationship were supposed to be called. Those thoughts brought a small, perverted smirk to his 30 year old human face, his fang-like teeth poking out of his top lip. As those thoughts left his head, he concentrated on the girl, who seemed a little familiar to the old mutant. It wasn't one of those situations where you meet or see somebody you swear you've seen or met before because it wasn't one of those times. He knew he had seen this woman he was watching before, though all the woman he was thinking of did not match her. He followed her discreetly, through the crowds as he continued to think to himself about.

As they got to the more abandoned part of New York, that's when it hit him in the face with the ferocity and power matching that of one of Pain's punches. This woman was one of his Pain's, his old rival's, many ex's. Some superbutt named Scarletta or Scar or Scarlet or something along those lines. He had heard during his temporary super villain retirement that she had broken up with Pain. Now, he normally wasn't one to go attack anybody that might have had something personal going on with his old rival but he figured since they no longer had any contact, at least as far as he knew, that she was fair game. He moved from the streets to the rooftops, jumping from building to building after her, shifting back to his true form, in which his skin changed from the old menacing blood red to a gray color that had a few splotches of blood red color located randomly around his body, sort of like liver spots as to help showcase his aging that was helped significantly by his much more dull skin color. He noticed her enter a part of the almost completely abandoned part of town where no worthless squishies would get involved so he jumped down off of the rooftop he was on and landed within her eyesight.

"Well well well, lookie at what this Big Bad found here. It is one of dear old Scarface's many conquests. I don't know whether you are Pain's 4th girlfriend or 19th as he's had so many of them that I lost count. Either that or I'm aging a little too quickly in the offchance that my old age is making me suffer short-term memory loss" Chaos cackled crazily like a psychotic clown in that high-pitched voice of his that is the equivalent of nails scraping against a chalkboard, a sick grin coming onto his ugly face that seemed to stretch to the back of his hairless, slimy head, his long, sharp and serrated teeth revealed to the air, the teeth dripping with green saliva as he stared at the woman in a psychotic manner with his ghoullish eyes.

Chaos looked down at the barrel of the gun pointed directly at his face with a deadpan expression with his left eye comically enlarged and his right eye being normal size and if it wasn't physically impossible, it looks as if he would have sweatdropped. Was this woman serious? Out of all the things she could use to threaten him with, she uses a gun? He started to wonder exactly why her and Pain ever broke up to begin with, since they both seemed to be like two peas in a pod when it came to intelligence, or more specifically, common sense. He extended his tentacles out of his body and waved them wildly behind him as he stared at her with that comically weirded-out expression on his face. "I was at first but after seeing just how pathetic the new generation of villains have become, I figured it was about this Big Bad made a come back and lucky you because you get to be the first superbutt that I kill. Yes, Happy Happy Joy Joy for us, or at least for me anyway" he cackled out psychotically as his long and thin snake-like tongue waved wildly in the air as he laughed, his tongue flinging green saliva everywhere as he cackled in that glass-shattering insane laugh of his.

When she asked him that question about saving the villains, Chaos actually paused for a moment, as if to think over what she said. When he paused at her question, it seemed as if he didn't stop to think he might just be saving the so-called 'villains' instead of letting them die. After absorbing that question into his mind and thinking it over for what seemed like an eternity, he finally made his response. "Saving the worthless ickle 'super villains' never came to my old mind. I figured I would just embarrass them and just kill any of them I see, especially the ones that are easy to frighten. Fear makes the blood thicker and gives it more flavor then normal and that's practically like a delicious seasoned sauce for me. I even keep a bottle of the thick blood with me in case I need to give my meals of human flesh more flavor. Have you ever tasted roasted human doused in thick blood before? Oh well let me tell you it is a devine taste, one the likes of which ickle superbutts like you would always be too goody-goody to taste" he cackled out as he pointed his right arm out towards her and morphed it into a blade and started stalking towards her in a menacing manner, singing a song he dubbed 'tasty supers' all the while.

Chaos hissed as the bullet grazed his skull but immediately after it fired into his skull, his healing factor kicked in and healed the bullet wound, the silver bullet being pushed out as the wound healed. Luckily for him that bullet didn't hit his brain otherwise he figured even he might not have stopped it. He saw the girl bolt and seemed to narrow his eyes, which was kind of impossible due to the fact that he didn't have eyelids, and ran after her at full speed. He saw flames encase her body and wondered at first if she randomly spontaneously combusted into flames but immediately let go of that thought. He might be a little stupid but he wasn't THAT stupid and deduced that the flames had to do with the powers she had. "Oh come on ickle superbutt. Stop running so I can carve you up. I haven't had dinner yet and I'm in the mood for disemboweled superbutt. Also, don't expect ole Scarface to help you as because the chances of him being here are slim" he cackled out as his tentacles morphed into blades and he stretched them out in an attempt to impale Scarletta, not worried about the flames as because with his Durability and Healing Factor, he wouldn't really be injured all that much.

Chaos hissed in annoyance as she ran down another road and out of his sight. An idea came to him and he braced his legs as he used his strength to propel him up into the air and in the direction Scarletta was going. "Aw come on, stay behind and I'll let you be the sexy assistant to my little magic act. It's called saw the sexy lady in half. I would put you back together but that would go against my character" he shouted out from above her, turning on the jokes as he started to descend and managed to land in front of her. He then lunged out at her and attempted to stab her with with his right arm blade. He wanted her dead and in the name of all that is crazy and nutty, he would have her dead or his name wasn't Chaos, the Big Bad. He would be...well not Chaos, the Big Bad and he couldn't let himself start to suffer from an identity crisis, oh no he wouldn't.

He grinned as he landed on top of her and managed to drive his arm blade into one of her arms, drawing blood and inflicting a large bit of pain on the woman. That bloodthirsty grin turned into a slightly pained scowled as he felt the bullets enter into his stomach, his healing factor kicking in and pushing the silver bullets out as his wounds closed up. He backhanded the gun out of her hand with his full strength, watching as the gun impacted against a building with so much force it broke off the handle, the ammunition holder and the trigger of the gun, leaving only the barrel. He grinned as he looked down at her and grinned nastily. "You are defenseless little girl. Now, are you going to make things easy for me and sit still while I carve you up or will you struggle? Please note that if you struggle, I will only make things even more painful for you" he said as he grinned psychotically as he morphed his left arm into a blade matching his right arm and attempted to stab her in the other arm, as if to pin her down.

He screeched as he was hit dead on with the blast of fire but luckily didn't get set on fire. His face and head was hideously burned, although his healing factor quickly started to take care of the burns until his face and head were back to normal. He scowled down at her as he sent his tentacles at her and attempted to tie her up and bind her with them, obviously starting to get a bit annoyed at how much of a fight she was putting up. Oh well, he knew her death and the inevitable consumption of her lifeless, bloody corpse would more then make up for it. Yes, Happy Happy Joy Joy for him and his stomach.