Decide if this is a Bad Idea! (Bloodbath)

"G-guys, you have t-to leave...g-guys?" Bloodbath cast a glance around, fearing that at any moment, these people were going to draw attention. By now, any type of attention was a bad thing.

A trade was going on between some men and women, who laughed and chuckled together. One side seemed to be offering weapons or essentials, for Pandemonium folks either was both...and the other side had material that even smelled illegal. This actually wasn't an odd event, it happened practically every day! No, the problem was the commotion they were causing! The police or some angry hoodlums were going to swoop in and steal something!

At least, these were the thoughts racing through Bloodbath's mind.

The group barely registered his presence, some even treating him like some sort of cute joke. At least until he physically tried pushing a hooting man away. He didn't even know somebody could explode like this that fast!

The push back was kinda expected, it happened far too often in the Slums. The shoving to the ground, a little far, but this man was way too big to not do so. Drawing a knife? That was little scary. "What?" The man snarled, "Make me leave then, come on!"

The situation simply escalated from there, with the rest of the horde gathering around, clearly ecstatic to see this little annoyance carved up.

What they didn't notice was the tearing at Bloodbath's wrists, or the wild look leaking into his eyes...

Bloodbath's hands shot up a moment before a grunt of confusion and yells of surprise broke the reverie everyone had entered. Bloodbath started scooting back, away from the knife that had swung maybe a little too close for comfort.

He gasped as a voice addressed him, looking up to see...a boy? A boy was helping him? He shot up, trembling like a leaf. Already there were people grabbing weapons and rushing to catch the boy, who apparently had a superpower of some kind. Yeah, no way was there a way to run from them.

His gaze flickered to his dripping blood, drawing it upward into a humanoid form. His mind wandered to the boy...oh...maybe he didn't need to die.

Hurt everyone but this kid. He sent, grudgingly choosing nor to kill his fellow Pandemoniums and waving for the boy to back up before flattening himself against the alleyways walls. Soon enough, they were screaming. The blood beast was eerily quiet, only its footsteps making a sound as it pounded down on the easily breakable humans.

He looked over to where the boy was and laughed almost unconsciously, "What d-do you think, k-k-kid!?"

Bloodbath looked a little disappointed as the boy actually went against his blood creature, it was saving them, how could you not like it!?

He waited until a snap rang out, followed by a howl of pain, "O-ok...f-fine..." He raised his hand and the Beast broke down, turning into a thin stream of blood that whipped toward him and disappeared into his body.

He turned his back immediately, feeling no danger from the men and women dragging themselves and each other away. He shrugged indifferently, even if he twitched like he was frightened, "I-I just disciplined them-them...t-they're my allies...I-I can't k-kill them." It was shockingly true, every break on his targets tended to be on their limbs, ensuring they would heal one day.

Bloodbath suddenly looked the boy up and down, as if just noticing them, "Um-um...Why're y-you h-here?"

Bloodbath tilted his head, this was enough to even make him feel a little irritation, T-to keep the from-from getting k-killed." He almost added a "duh" at the end but chickened out at the last moment, hoping his tone would express this sentiment.

He blinked at the next question, how'd he get in Pandemonium again? They're strong...you followed...

Oh yeah, thanks mind.

"C-cause they f-f-found me first!" He stated it like it was the most undeniably sound information he could say, he even had the audacity to stare at the boy like he was the dumb one.

The panicked boy would likely not notice his blood literally slithering to his hands and forming claws, responding to the suggestion to call the police, "Excuse me," He drawled, staying rooted to his spot, "T-they will get h-home on-on their own...don't call a-anyone or-or I will stop y-you!"

Bloodbath scratched his head, ignoring the fact his blood claws ripped off some hair. Half of his mind wanted him to flinch away from this boy's words...the other just wanted to make him shut up.

He huffed out a breath as the boy ran off, he knew how this ended. Immediately, he was off, unaware of the fact the boy was running way faster than a normal person.

"S-stop!" He called, pulling a fair bit of blood above him, "It-it's a bad idea!" He couldn't let him call anyone, the "help" would just result in a bunch of Pandemonium people arrested. He couldn't let that happen!

The blood launched forward, forming a whip-like projection to try and catch the boy's leg.

Bloodbath gasped and pitched forward as his connection to the blood was severed, shutting his eyes to the sudden dizziness that assaulted him. When his eyes locked on the boy again, there was an emptiness in them.

This times he launched a practical drop of blood, sending an order to circle around and catch as it seperated from him. It usually would cause him to be dizzy but he had already lost a chuckle of blood, what was a little more?

The drop of blood took an insect shape and fluttered fast as a bullet, trying to get around the boy and fly right at his face.

At the same time Bloodbath surged forward, brandishing his nails. He made no attempt to regain his blood as he lunged at the boy, "It-it's not g-good!" He snarled, voice wavering in an almost comical moment, "Not f-for Pandemonium!"

Bloodbath tried to pull the boy down, figuring it should be easy, even for himself. He was soon proven wrong. A different type of dizziness flooded his head and the boy was...skipping forward?

The hum of normal conversation started to leak into the air. Great. Unpowered. He wasn't even supposed to kill them today!

He frantically cast a glance forward, that was it. A claw formed over his hands and split second before he made a stab toward the boy's back. He couldn't leave this place, and Bloodbath's only option was to make sure he never did!