Gloom The Clown

Kiwi would be skipping in her house as she would reel her head around the corner. She would be looking at a cage with an unidentified individual in a cage. He was in wraps and his arms behind him as he hung from the ceiling from said arms.  "It's time, you sweet morsel." Kiwi would bite her fingers as the phone would ring. "L U C K Y." She slowly slid around to get the phone as she picked up the multicolored polka dot phone. She put the phone to her ear.  "Hello, Mr. Operator." Some sound could be heard from the phone as Gloom's smile faded. "You don't say..." She slowly put the phone down on the receiver before gritting her teeth. Gloom would look in a mirror to see her face plastered with rage. Her blue-tinted fur would stand on end as she gripped the sink. She would shakily reach for her makeup but she was out of it... She frowned and rubbed her face. "Bastards." She would put a fist through her mirror and ripped it off the wall. "Stupid fucks." She kicked the hell out of the mirror as shards of glass would rip into her feet. "You deserve this you damned clown! Useless bitch!" She would stand there as she would go down to one knee and lean on the sink. "..." She would stand and open up what was left of the mirror's insides and grab bandages and alcohol. She would dump half of it on her foot as she picked the small shards of glass out. Ouch.  Kiwi had slowly bandaged her foot, nothing too severe. That would be even more annoying. Gods, now she has to clean this shit up. Why is she such a moron!? Ugh, she thought to herself. Kiwi has gotten up after tying the wraps.  Kiwi had looked at the beaten and bloody mirror as she would have gone to the living room. She had basically her underwear and her tank top on. It didn't matter... She was angry... Too angry to think... How could they... Kiwi grabbed a few knives and a shotgun. Her neighbor would start to walk out of their apartment as they said, "Hey... Neighbor..." He would say nervously as he would instinctively go inside. Not again! Kiwi would have gone down the steps and out the front door. She didn't say a word to anyone; she just had a mean expression on her face, one not of Gloom anymore. It was dark but Kiwi knew where to find her. She reached into her tank top and pulled out a necklace that was hidden around her neck that opened up. It was a tracker, it seemed. Kiwi followed a road for a while until she heard some goons beating up on Odd, his face bloodied. His die was crushed and they were robbing him blind. Pictures of Amy and Even... Even... Me...?  I can see it... It may be dark... It may be small... However, I recognize those eyes anywhere, they are mine. Red like blood and blood would run on this day. Gloom muscles flexed as veins slowly became more and more profound.  Odd looked up; it was hard to see, but... He would turn pale as he saw it... Her eyes would glow a deep crimson in the night like a vampire or ghoul. He would suddenly scream and weakly push him before they grabbed onto his legs.  "Oh, come on! We ain't that scary! We just wanna have a bit of f-f..." He would stand there, and a shotgun barrel would touch the back of his cranium.  "Go on... Finish that sentence." Kiwi's voice would tower him as she looked over to the barrel and then up at Kiwi, whose face was slightly obscured by her mane.  "F-f-f-f-fu-..." His head would magically have a hole in it now! Blood scattered on her face. She would breathe in as she would take her right hand to smear the blood down her face. It was as if she was now a different type of clown... Kiwi didn't feel sorry for herself.  She felt rage for him... She was hurt. She was destroyed... How dare they touch her man...! How dare, how dare...! Her anger washed from her face as she glared up at them and threw the gun away.  One of the goons would take a few swings at her before she took a knife and stabbed through his fingers and into his palm, it would reach through his hand as he would cry out. He would go to his knees in pain as she kicked his hand into his face, the goon fell over immediately. Kiwi looked over at the last goon who held her shotgun at her.  The goon shot and it wasn't racked, causing it to shoot nothing. He would quickly attempt to rack it but it jammed. She would reach out to grab the barrel and laugh before smashing his face in with the gun. He was out cold, he can stay alive for now... Kiwi was content.  "N-Noooo..." Odd yelled out weakly before being picked up by Kiwi. "Let's get you home and bandaged up!" She would chuckle. Odd's scream and barking would be on display as he was taken away.