A loud crash.
The doors to the town hall open in the midst of the night.
A beautiful young woman runs crying, wearing a black tuxedo. A young man follows her, angry, shouting, yelling. "And Keep the damn Tuxedo! I don't need it anymore."
Schezo, who wasn't even taking part in the town's meetings stood by shocked. Shadoweh ran past him, sobbing. The only one there to receive her tears, the only one who's shoulder provided warmth was UncertainKitten, a gruff woman known for her agressive hunting tactics. Tonight, she wore a diamond spectacled gown, the flowed beautifully to her ankles. it shown in the moonlight of the night.
"Shadoweh? What's the matter?" She asked.
"It's Bardiche!" the young woman cried. "I was only being kind to Schezo, but he-" She paused to sniff back her tears "He said I was cheating on him. He said It was only because I loved Schezo more that I would do something like this. I- I would never."
UK patted Shadoweh's back, guiding her into her arms. Shadoweh sobbed quietly onto UK's chest. "It'll be alright, Shadoweh. He'll see the truth soon enough."
Shadoweh pounded futilely onto her shoulders. "How soon is soon?" She demanded.
"Sooner than you'd realize" UK said with a mysterious, yet somehow comforting tone.
"There you are!" Shouted Bardiche. He had stomped up to the pair with Schezo in tow. "I've decided. ##Vote: Shadoweh"
Shadoweh was stunned by this, and could only revert to her town reaction. "What? So- so why? What's your case on me, then?"
"It's simple." Bardiche replied. His tone had an unusual sharpness to it. He intentionally weaponized his words while feigning emotional distance. "For buddying up to Schezo. Since Schezo is town, you're attempting to sway his vote away from you. That's it, isn't it? That has to be." His voice cracked during the last sentence. He could barely hold himself together.
Schezo was the one who butted in. "Whether or not Shadoweh really was buddying up to me, I don't think she believes my vote is swayed that easily."
Shadoweh shook her head and screamed "That's not it at all! Why can't I just be nice? This has nothing to with with me being scum, or with Schezo being town, or even with the relationship you and I shared!"
"Then prove it." Bard Challenged. "Prove it has nothing to do with at least one of those things."
"Very well." Said a cool, calm voice. Shadoweh turned her head around. She still felt the warmth of UK's arm around her shoulder. Without letting go of her hold, UK took a step forward, flipped her dress upwards, and exposed the leg holster hidden underneath. She drew the gun in her free hand, pointed forward,
...And a gunshot rang out in the night.
Shadoweh look onward in shock. "Why...?" She asked. "UK, why did you shoot him?"
"Because" UK tossed her gun to the side. It fell with a clang. "He was scum."
Bardiche's breathing had stopped.
...And then resumed.
He turned around
and Schezo collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest.
Schezo has been killed during the night. He was a Mafia goon
The shock had cause Bardiche to pant, but his breath returned to normal. In the fear of the situation, he let go of his anger, and could see Shadoweh clearly for the first time that night. "I'm sorry, Shadoweh. I should learn to wait until I sort my feelings before making cases."
"Bardiche" Shadoweh said softly. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize Schezo was ..."
"No, it's alright. I believe you didn't know. I... believe you, Shadoweh."
UK Smiled as Shadoweh and Bardiche embraced once again, their misunderstanding behind them, if not ultimately cleared.
"UK..." Bardiche broke their hug, and turned towards her. "Thank you for bring Schezo's flip to light. How can we ever thank you?"
Her reply gave off a somewhat cocky attitude. "You can thank me by finding and rooting out the last scum tomorrow."
The two of them gave each other a confused look. "But, UK, you're so much better than picking them out on instinct. Why are you leaving it to us?"
"I trust you both know what to do tomorrow." Was all she could say. Another pop, no louder than a firework being blown off from down the block resounded in the air. UK fell backwards onto the ground with a sickening crunch. The two rushed to her side.
"Oh god, UK!" Shadoweh cried. "Why? How? How were we suppose to know? UK we"re sorry, we didn't know!"
"It's alright." She said peacefully. "Nobody ever knows. That's why they call me 'UncertainKitten'."
"No!" Shadoweh cried. Bardiche could do nothing but turn away.
UncertainKitten has been killed during the night. She was a Town One-shot Vigilante
UK closed her eyes. Tonight, she wore a ruby spectacled gown.
