Haze ((A Red Mist Fanfic))

Chapter 6

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Kick Ass ;) And seriously there aren't anymore good gifs of red mist :c so mclovin it is (still christopher mintz-plasse though!!)

Moon Haze and I were on fire tonight.

So far, we had confronted and stopped three sets of thugs. And counting.

"Hey, Mist. Up ahead, see those men guarding that door?"

She pointed towards the men,

"Mhmm." I nodded my head and prepared to turn the mist mobile into an alley-way.

"That's the place. My father would've wanted us to take this operation down. Smuggling drugs and shit. They gamble every afternoon. Come on."

I parked the car and climbed out, looking warily at the two heavyset bodyguards keeping outsiders,(like ourselves),well, out.

Moon Haze, on the other hand, was looking smug, with a wide smirk growing across her face. She meant business.

She always meant business, but when her family was concerned, she really meant it.

Whoever we found on the other side of
those bolted metal doors were about to get fucked. up.

So naturally, I couldn't be nervous.In a state of rage, she could be terrifyingly painful; and would be painful for these men. And we were about to do Kick Ass's job for him.

We were going to kick some ass.

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A/N omg so sorry guys i literally cannot do fighting scenes right now!!

As we raced to the mist-mobile, narrowly avoiding the cops watchful eyes, I couldn't help but feel something.

Maybe it was just adrenaline, but I felt exhilarated. I felt invincible.

And seeing the expression on Moon Haze's face as we hopped into the car, panting, out of breath; I knew she felt it too.

"Mist, I think we've found our superpower."

I started the car, and began to drive in the opposite direction of the cops.

"Yeah? And what's that?"

She gazed at me and grinned maliciously.

"Each other."

I couldn't help but return the evil smirk.

We could send armies to their knees together.

And we knew it.

The fact that we had successfully done away with an entire congregation of evil doers only proved it.

And as much as I hated to think it, I couldn't believe we had started out as enemies. We were both so wrong about each other.

I had learned more about Moon Haze than I ever thought I could.

And we had become closer than friends, we told each other about everything.

Except identities of course. And our reasons for continuing to fight were strictly prohibited subjects to speak upon.

But I had a sense of longing I didn't even want to accept for myself.

I liked Moon Haze. And she made me want to rip off the mask, the way she seemed so strong and yet so fragile at the same time. It was as if she was begging for me to open up, so that she could spill her millions of secrets that she most likely kept bottled up inside herself.

I wanted that dearly.

To know each other as normal teenagers. Not just crime-fighting/committing vigilantes with a powerful bond, but friends. I wanted nothing more than to invite her over, to spend time with her somewhere other than the café or the mist mobile. To spend time with her, her. Not Moon Haze, but the small, timid, intelligent girl behind the mask.

I could see traits from her real self. She was nothing like Moon Haze. Moon Haze was daring and bold, but sometimes I would catch a small glimpse of that girl. 

And this made me desperately wish we could be more.

A/N

Okay phew! New update woo-hoo!!

I got a little bit distracted, I'm so sorry it took a while for this update! I couldn't think of any ideas, and I had planned for this update to be short (i couldn't think of a small story that wouldn't require 1000 words or more to cover)

So I'm not entirely happy with this chapter, I might re-do it later.

Hope you enjoyed!

-cass ;)