Chaos by any other name (Closed to Yam and Chaos)

   I wasn't doing much today. Salone was off doing whatever it is Salone dose and I figured her and Penbny could use some girl time. The second I thought of Artemis though I just about threw up in my mouth. She was so stubborn, it would be interesting to see how the poor little mutt could TRY to survive against me in my true form. This fleshy mortal coil of my is actually getting pretty comfortable though. I like having skin as opposed to scales, because then you can feel a lot more than normal.
  
   "I'm blue ah bo dee da boh die~" I sang to myself as I laid sprawled out on my rock, wearing my scaley swim-suit looking thing. No matter how human I get I still can't stand clothing in the slightest. The feel of wook is just, ugh. I shutter at the thought. There was a scream, not so far out. I lazily sat up and drug myself across the sand, intot he street where there was a meta human brawl. A super-strong meta human 'hero' was about to throw a car and crush a meta human 'criminal' mastermind. I summoned forth some water from the ocean just behind me and smiled as the water intercepted the car and I lowered it to the ground. It landed on all four tires evenly and I was suddenly the center of attention. "Oh ...hold up." I said and I flicked the air with my finger. A small bullet of water shot out and flipped the car over and sent it skidding onto the sidewalk on its roof. People started screamign and runninng away. The mastermind and the massive bruteobviously had the same Idea, becasue both of them were dumb enough to attack me. In less than a second the water covered my hands and hardened into a deep green and blue gloves of scales, three katana's from each hand like claws. One each hand a blade was covered in a watery energy, a lightning energy, and finally a black and violate fire, known only as the energy of pure chaos. These three things were the powers of my governance, as I am the 'god', as the mortals called it, of these energies.

     I slashed across the stronger meta three claw like marts digging inches into his flesh. The feeling of his flesh struggeling to maintain integrity was so intoxicating, especially due to the futility of the struggle. I twisted and gave a masterful kick to the head dorpped down onto all fours and lunghed driving all six swords into the man. With one swift motion I brought my blades out his sides, and he fell into several peices. I turned to look at the mastermind who was trying to get away. At my commnd a wall of water cut off the entire road he was headed on, and the soul claws on my one hand transmuted back to water, and snaking out to grab the mastermind by the foot. Once I had him I began slowly pulling him back, not even bothering to walk towards him. I pulled him up with my bare hand, bringing him to eye level.
     "Don't come near my territory again." I warned with a draconian voice, and with that I smirked and used the water to throw him out past the beach and into the ocean. With a content sigh I returned to the beach and sprawled out on my rock. Many people around here knew me as a 'God' and not a meta-human since I had no meta-gene or whatever it was, so people tended to ike me enough to lt my killing a meta human slide. I can't shake the feeling that I'm about to have a surprise here soon though...

While Yam was messing around with the civilians, someone else was dealing with the cops, in a rather under-handed way. The man known as Chaos, or by his alias Onigumo, was smiling behind the mask of hardened spider silk he had woven over his face as he waited for the inevitable explosion to happen. He carefully, as well as patiently, counted down the timer till the inevitable explosion to occur, and right on time, it had gone off without a hitch. As he stood there in that spot, a few well-placed bombs placed underneath the city's police department exploded, creating a powerful, dangerous explosion.

He had given one of the city's most influential gangs a proposition, one where he would give them finely-made silk that they could sell for a rather big profit, in exchange for blowing up the police station. Naturally, it came together just as he planned, and the payoff was just as good as always. Now, all that was left to do was to eliminate his 'business partners', who, coincidentally, were standing right in front of him, actually holding him at gun point, and demanding the payment. His response? Well, his response was to grow silken threads as thick as fiber wire and as sharp as any blade.

He then viciously cut through their necks with extreme precision before any of them could react, and then vacated the premises, which was, coincidentally enough, another alleyway. With that done, he discarded the mask and then proceeded to stealthily, as well as expertly, disappear into the crowd. Everything burned, and everyone screamed, just as he hoped would happen. In the unknown name of the Entity that he served, he loved it when a plan went off without a hitch. Sweet chaos, sweet death, and sweet destruction, three things he greatly enjoyed.

Yam's eyes shot open. He suddenly felt himself grow empowered. That was always a good thing, but never a good thing at the same time. Yam thoroughtly enjoyed being empowered, but the mortal him knew it meant that there was a massive amount of Chaos nearby, and that normally meant an explosion or some form of mass hysteria. Yam no longer gave a damn about being lazy and sunbathing. He shot up and lunched from his rock to the stairs that led form the beach to the sidewalk he had just come from moments ago.

     Yam ventured to the crowd, only to pass a man with pale hair. The feel of Chaos literally radiated from him, it was amost intoxicating to Yam. Speaking of Yam, he turned around dong a total one-eighty and began following the man. He didn't much care for stealth, stealth wasn't the way that Dragons did stuff. This being was different form human, that was obvious as no human mader Yam feel this...comfortable. Salone being the obvious exception. Yam took the time to wonder what people were thinking. A guy with odd red hair and a white stripe walking through town, and a guy with black hair and a dragonscale speedo walking around following him like a lost puppy.

    "Hey I got a question for you." Yam asked the guy innocently enough.

As Chaos continued to blend in with the crowd, he started to notice something odd about the crowd. They seemed to be parting and moving out of the way, which suddenly threw 'Onigumo' on his guard, his form tensing up a bit as he continued to walk along the sidewalk, acting as if he was an ordinary person. He was a very good actor after all, and it wouldn't be a good idea if he just drew attention to himself. His goal was to be inconspicuous and unnoticeable. He had no idea what was going on, and now his paranoia was starting to act up.

He stopped in his tracks when someone directed a question towards his person, at least that's what he assumed the voice was directing it's question towards. He turned around to look at the source of the voice, only to find a black-haired man, dressed in some extremely weird, nauseating speedo. Keeping his disgust to himself, he stared up at the black-haired man as he was told by the man that he had a question for him. What did this man want with him? Surely he didn't see his massacre of those lowly, stupid gangsters. If he did, there was gonna be a problem.

Making sure to keep calm about the slight possibility about the man knowing about his crime, he cupped his chin in his left hand and articulately raised a pale red eyebrow up a bit, genuinely curious about what it was that the man was going to ask him. "Very well, ask your question then, my good man, and I shall do my absolute best to give you an answer" he said to the unknown black-haired man in a rugged, deep voice that took on a friendly, welcoming tone. Oh yes, his acting abilities were really coming in handy here.

This guy would fool anyone, except Yam. Yam could sense the Chaos coing form him like a damn beacon. Yam didn't know exactly what this man did, but he did SOMETHING worth a chaotic aura. Yam had the man's attention. In the open of the street. Maybe not too many people nearby, but still it was open enough for Yam do do whatever he needed.
     "So what exactly did you do back there that caused so much damn chaos?" Yam asked. To him it was an innocent question, it really didn't matter to him what happened or who go hurt, what he really wanted to know is why the guy did it. As far as Yam was concerned this guy just gave hi power, Chaos was kinda his deal. Before the man could do anything stupid he sighed and shook his head. "Chaos is kinda my doiman buddy. Whatever stunt you just pulled was good enough to get my attention. Nothing in this realm happens chaotically without my knowing about it. Not to mention you're practically seething chaos from your pores. Don't deny annything, but don't say anything to incriminate yourself....hm....okay, I'll ask it like this.   "What happened back there?" Yam asked, trying to get the information of just how chaotic this really was.

The man's question caused Chaos to, inwardly stiffen up. Somehow, this man knew he was responsible for something, though he didn't know what it was. If he didn't know what it was, than Chaos certainly wasn't going to oblige him on any information he might have wanted to get out of him. Chaos would be very tight-lipped about the situation, and there was nothing and no one that would get him to say anything incriminating, especially when there was the fact that he might have something that would record Chaos' confession so that it could be used as evidence.

Even if the evidence was inadmissible in court, he still didn't want anyone to know that he was responsible for it. It would make moving around extremely difficult if his face was plastered around everywhere and he were to suddenly become wanted by the US. He could not, and would not, allow such a thing to happen, so if this person pushed him, he would make sure that he would cease to exist. Right now though, the man wasn't being threatening, so he had no reason to attack him and make an enemy out of him, at least, not yet anyway. There was still time.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. I think you should seek some mental help, my friend, if you think I've done something" he said to the man, outright denying being involved in any kind of criminal activity.

Yam tsked over and over again. This guy was such a paranoid freak. There was no one else here who could probably hurt him, and if they could it's not like Yam was going to let anyone harm his brother in Chaos. But his if brother struck first that made him an enemy. Yam didn't think about that too hard, he couldn't bear another headache. This guy was kind of pissing him off. Yam ws wghat you called a 'neutral party' He was known for helping the villainout types escape, and also for helping heroes in distress. Many people say he's sporradic. He says he's chaotic. This guy wasn't going to get away with not telling him what's going on.
  "Mentally ill? Nah man. I'm all together. When you're older than this entire realm you tend to come off as eccentric. So you're being a shy fella. I can dig it. No wanted people to knwo you're actions, silently pulling the strings that make the people scream like puppets in a play. Don't dis on the mentally ill though. They make our job easier. How orderly do you think their minds are...yeah not very." Yam said. He wasa still trying to decide what to do with this guy. The guy empowered him, and he was thankful for it, but he didn't much feel like letting it go. Yam was a curious little dragon in a small pond. "So, look here my chaotic little friend. You can tell me what happened back there, or I can show you how to make some REAL chaos." Yam said. The next move was his, and ultimately this move was the deciding factor if this guy got wrecked up or not.