"Oh sweet lord Jesus, Mary, and Joseph not this place again..." Muttered Darkness as Lyte made excited little mini stomps while they got a seat inside 'Larry Mallrat's Pizzeria' There were a plethora of arcade games and brightly colored jungle gyms to play on, as well as costumed characters everywhere, consisting of Larry the Rat himself, Frizzy bat, Chompy the Horse, and Studly the Sheepdog.
Silver gave a light slap to Darkness' arm as she went to say hi to all the workers who knew her by name. "What did I say about being patient with her?" Asked Silver. Darkness just shrugged. "I'm here, aren't I? It's not even her I'm mad about, it's just this place in particular." He admitted, causing her to raise an eyebrow at him.
Darkness took a sharp breath in, and a hard breath out as he looked Silver in the eyes. "Okay, so... When I first got on with Mr. Capryse, I didn't exactly know how body disposal worked... so I grabbed one of the costumes in here, stuffed the guy in the suit, and threw him out in the ocean..." Silver glared at him as her nostrils flared. "THAT WAS YOU?! THEY ALMOST SHUT THIS PLACE DOWN!" She whispered in Spanish to avoid stares. Darkness blushed a bit and looked down as if he were a scolded child. "That could have Devastated Lyte! Oh, we WILL Talk about this later you irresponsible little-" Darkness just raised a hand. "I Know I fucked up... I'm sorry, and it won't happen again." He promised, causing silver to calm down.
After a few minutes, Lyte came back with Pizza and a pitcher of Beer for them all. To her credit, Darkness had to admit the food was decent for a kid's spot, and the addition of beer wasn't half bad either. "Honestly I'm surprised I haven't been here earlier." He admitted. Silver crossed her arms and grunted. "Really? I'm NOT!" She said as Darkness cleared his throat. Lyte just giggled and nodded, "I used to come here a lot as a kid while Silver attended her classes! I got my first job here as Larry's cute bat girlfriend 'Frizzy Bat!' I love it when Children have a good time!" She said happily.
As Darkness went to speak, A man in a fat rat costume approached. "HIYA EVERYBODY!" He said as he pressed play on a colorful outdated radio before beginning to dance. "I'M LARRY THE RAT! I'M WHERE IT'S AT! I'M EVERYBODY'S FAVORITE LITTLE FUZZY MALLRAT! I DO MY DANCE FROM HERE TO FRANCE WHERE CHEESE FLOWS FROM THE FLOOR UP TO YOUR UNDERPANTS!" He sang before hugging Lyte and running off. Silver smiled as Darkness awkwardly waved to Lyte to try and be supportive.
After a glass of Beer, Darkness looked at Lyte. "So sis... we came here to talk?" He asked. Lyte let out a sigh at his statement and just fidgeted. "You're right... I've been putting this off long enough." She said as she looked to Silver, who nodded at her encouragingly. 'Bro, while you were gone... there was a bit of an incident." She admitted, causing Darkness to tighten his grip on his beer mug. At his reaction, she swallowed her fear and continued.
"My Junior year in High School, there was this Boy... Tommy Shackler... He'd try to talk to me and I was always happy to listen... But he would often comment on my body..." She said as she looked down, Darkness began to glare as he pieced together what happened. "One day... as I was trying to go home... He cornered me and tried to..." She started as she began to breathe in and out as her makeup began to smear, but Silver held her hand and nodded at her. Lyte took a deep breath in and looked at Darkness. "...Rape me" She finished, causing Darkness to crush the beer mug in his hand.
Lyte instantly put her hands up and stopped him. "HE DIDN'T!" She said, causing Darkness to raise a brow. "Okay, so what's wrong? I know that isn't it." He asked. Lyte just fidgeted. She was already letting her mind wonder about all the things she thought Darkness was about to tell her. "He didn't because I accidentally used my Aura to flash my light power so bright in his eyes that I... Burned his eyes out... Permanently blinding him!"She admitted, wincing in preparation, only for Darkness to shrug.
"That's it? That's what you've been afraid to tell me?" He asked. Lyte glared at him. "What do you mean?! You remember what Mom said! Aura isn't supposed to be our sword! We can't just hurt people like that!" She told him with a glare. It was Darkness' turn to sigh. "Lyte... That is NOT what she meant! You clearly weren't using aura as a sword, you were using aura as a SHIELD! Mom would not have blamed you for what you did, and if she did? She'd be a horrible fucking mother!" He told her.
There was a long silence before Lyte Breathed in relief. "I needed to hear that... Thanks, Big Brother." She said as she kissed his left cheek before running off to play some games. Darkness turned to Silver. "How come I never heard this? I get you promised not to tell me, but as her guardian, how was I Never informed?" He asked curiously. Silver kissed his right cheek and got up to join Lyte. "I asked a favor... from your boss' wife Saryn while I tailored her outfit." She said, leaving Darkness to sit and think.
Meanwhile at a tall skyscraper with 'Farley incorporated' in gaudy yellow flashing lights going down it vertically, a tall slender man with a half-shaved head of white hair flowing down over his right blood-red colored eye in a white suit adjusted his red tie while he observed pictures Mr. Farley's pictures of Darkness. "Yes yes Sir, I'm well aware of the Voidwalker. He said in a bored tone. Mr. Farley stroked his bear. "Of course, you freaks know each other... doesn't matter, I want him DEAD! His whole family will earn you a bonus!" He said as she showed pictures of Silver and Lyte. The young man raised a brow as he saw the picture of Lyte and made a wing of solidified blood pick it up. "Well well well... who have we here?" He asked as he licked where her fishnet-clad leggings were.
Mr. Farley scoffed "Like I said, FREAKS! Do whatever you want with his whore sister, just FUCKING KILL-" But the Man shoved him with a tendril of blood. "Our conversation is over, my lovely little guest here has a date with her Bloody Angel... I'll make sure my dance with Darkness is as poetic as advertised... until then... Mr. Farley." He said as he hummed Tchaikovsky's 1812 overture, leaving a trail of blood behind him as he walked off.