Author's Note: Hey, guys! :D I've finally drafted the third installment of the "Blacktie." series. It does require some knowledge of the first two stories पोस्टेड in order here: link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213262/title/blacktie-revised-version[/url][/url] and here:link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213538/title/blacktie-dinner[/url][/url] This is the story of Blacktie's run-in with a female accomplice! It picks up right where the सेकंड story left off. Enjoy. :D

Anthony gently pulled at his bow tie and unbuttoned his कोट as he peered devilishly towards the living room. द्वारा now, his aunt's body had become nothing और than an empty shell, her skin imbued with the ghastly palor that only death can bring. As the sharp young villain stepped calmly over the corpse and through the entryway, he could still heat the lighthearted chatter coming from the parlor of his aunt's home. "Jamie and Lola.", he muttered, "Always the life of the party." Before he reached the gathering, he heard his cousin Lola speak in that same jeering tone she used to tease him in before his transformation. "Geez, guys. Where's mom at? She take a walk all around town या something?" Blacktie clenched his fist as and gritted his teeth as he overheard the resounding laughter of the party guests. Apparently, they had far been too busy joking to hear their hostess's screams for mercy. It was time, The gentlemanly murderer casually waltzed into the living room, crow's head cane in hand, and into the center of the room, right in front of Jamie and Lola. It was as if the very life had been sucked from the gathering. The laughter had stopped and the lighthearted conversation gave way to an eerie silence. The uninvited Blacktie was now the center of attention. "Hello, all.", कहा Blacktie quietly, staring deeply into the baffled gazes of his cousins, "Great party tonight." There was something very familiar about this strange visitor, but neither Jamie nor Lola had the slightest idea of what it was. After a few मिनटों of unbroken silence, an tall young man stepped through the crowd to confront Blacktie. It was Alec, the boy who had bullied Anthony ever since he could remember. "What's the deal, man. Who are आप and why are आप crashin' our party? We just got the old lady to leave, आप hear? We don't want any freaks ruining this night." "Is that so?", replied Blacktie calmly. "What are आप gonna do....Alec?

The guests had begun to whisper nervously to one another about who this well-dressed stranger could be, and Alec's face wore a blank expression of mild confusion. "Uh, हे man, I don't want any trouble. Just...who are you?" "Oh me? I'm just Blacktie, here to make आप suffer." With those words, Anthony lifted his cane and pointed it towards Alec. The villain's lips curled into a hellish grin. Alec saw a blue light flash before his eyes, and fell to the ground. The party guests were gone, and he could see nothing but darkness. The only lights he could make out were the beady blue eyes and glowing bow tie of the mysterious suited figure that towered before him. "Jamie?!", he screamed, "Lola?!...Anybody?!" "Alec Wilson.", hissed the towering figure, "You've got quite the nerve to trifle with someone such as myself. Always walking around with a chip on your shoulder, ready to pounce on anything and anyone weaker than yourself....you're a grade A coward." The bewildered and frightened Alec let out another scream as he attempted to slide away from the strange suited figure. "Hey. man I don't wanna have to hurt you. I only thumped that Anthony kid a few times. Don't make me thump आप too, buddy!" "It's quite sad, Alec. It really is. आप believe that आप can fight your way out of anything don't you? Always looking for something to hurt. Always looking for a victim. Well, here I am. Here's Anthony Martin." Before Alec could respond, he felt himself falling into an obscure dream. A nightmare. Alec saw himself at the 3rd सड़क, स्ट्रीट cemetery, knelling before a melancholy gravestone. It read, "Janice Wilson. 1970-2013." He saw himself placing a bouquet of purple tulips onto the grave. "Make it stop! Please!" "Oh, it will stop alright. Right now, it will end.", replied Blacktie. Blacktie snapped his fingers and the two were back in the living room, the party guests all wearing stunned expressions of extreme terror. Alec laid sprawled out on the floor, dead.

"Who are you?' demanded Jamie. "What did आप do to him?" Both she and Lola began to cry frightened tears. "I just jogged his memory a little bit.", replied the proud young killer. "Who are you?" Where's our mom?", the girls screamed. Blacktie gently smiled at Jamie. He lifted a single gloved hand to her face and began to lightly caress her cheek. His finger caught a hot tear as it rolled down the side of her face. "Girls. आप always did think आप were the prettiest things around. So...fake....Where's your little cousin?" Both girls gave a quizzical stare and then began to cry harder. "Anthony's gone. He ran away.", कहा Lola. "Why do आप think he left?" Blacktie inquired in a sinister whisper. There was no response. "I asked आप a question!", he screamed. The guests cowered as his eyes and bow tie began to glow a deadly light blue. "Why did he leave, girls?" "Uh, well, I guess he just-" "He what?" "We don't know.", cried Lola. Both girls fell into a sobbing heap on the floor, holding each other tightly. "Well, it seems you've learned nothing from this experience. I left to find peace. And to find power. I LEFT TO MAKE आप PAY!" Blacktie sent a beam of blue light out from his cane, striking the chandelier above the living room table. The room was now ablaze with the strange blue glow that had become the only स्रोत of light.

Anthony cleared his throat and adjusted his bow tie once again. "Attention, everyone! Thank आप for coming to tonight's gathering hosted द्वारा the lovely family of Mrs. Margaret Baker. Tonight, आप all will witness the unthinkable. Tonight, आप will relive all the things आप wish आप would never relive. And then, आप will die, just as Mrs. Baker did an घंटा ago." The room was silent, save for the whimpering cries of Jamie and Lola and a few frightened sighs from the crowd. The young villain's eyed and bow tie reassumed their glow. "For those of आप who were unobservant enough not to find out, I am Antony Martin." A few surprised gasps made their way through the mass of frightened party-goers. "I am here tonight to congratulate my beloved cousins, Jamie and Lola, on being the two most spoiled, superficial, and self-centered brats I know." Blacktie snapped his fingers, and Jamie and Lola began to scream once again, much louder than before. They both felt the चोटी, शीर्ष of their heads to find that their beautiful hair had disappeared. "Anthony! Why?" Screamed the girls. "Because आप deserved it.", he grinned. "Anthony, आप don't have to do this. We're sorr-" "ENOUGH!", he yelled. "Tell it to your dear mother!" With a single wave of his cane, Blacktie released a wave of blue light towards the girls and another towards the guests. The victims began to spasm uncontrollably, and filled the room with tortured screams for mercy. Just as Anthony was about to deliver the fatal memories, a mysterious voice reverberated throughout the living room. "Dust!", it said, "That's all आप are! From the dust आप were made, and to the dust आप shall return!" With that, a flash of bright green light engulfed the room and the victims bodies fell limply to the ground. Within seconds, the room was full of nothing और than towering heaps of light green dust. Even Alec's body had turned to dust. "What!?", Blacktie exclaimed. "I didn't do that."

The blue glow dissipated and Blacktie stood in the center of the room, surrounded द्वारा the green dust that was once the human flesh of his cousins and the party-goers. He ran his gloved finger down the side of one of the dust plies and studied the residue with a curious humility. "What on Earth?.." Blacktie exited the living room and walked quietly back into the entryway. Apparently Aunt Margaret's corpse had turned to dust as well. The dapper young villain leaned against the दीवार and removed his gentleman's cap, holding it wearily at his side. He began to think hard to himself about the events of the night. "I'm sure I couldn't have done all that. Not even with this much power.", he murmured. He stared into his hands with a quizzical expression on his face. This was the first time he'd felt so confused since his fateful transformation. Blacktie looked up to find a sight that not even he could have ever predicted.

In front of him stood a slender, black-haired young lady, about his age, dressed in a white trenchcoat with black buttons. Around her neck was a silver necklace, with an पन्ना pendant embedded in the center. She wore white leather gloves over each graceful hand and shiny black stiletto heels graced her feet, black nylon stockings covering her legs. Her piercing green eyes peered deeply into his own, and her चेरी red lips formed an amused grin. Anthony's pulse quickened, and he felt his cheeks grow hot. Never before had the presence of a female captivated him so. Anthony began to panic. Who was this mysterious and beautiful young lady? Had she survived the night's events? If so, how? These सवालों gave way to a single, और important thought. Had she been the one responsible for the fatal events of this evening? The nervous teenager began to speak. "Uh, hello. Who-" The girl gave an amused chuckle as she interrupted him in mid sentence.. "You know, आप really shouldn't be so theatrical about it, Anthony. आप had me quite bored for a मिनट there.", she retorted. "Uh...oh...uh...yeah.", he replied. This was all he could say, for Anthony was stricken द्वारा the girl's graceful mannerisms and cutting remarks. "The name's Rebecca...Rebecca Townsend." "Uh, h-hello. I'm A-Anthony Mart-" "Yes, I know.", chuckled Rebecca, "Loosen up, man...great party, huh? Excellent finish, wouldn't आप say?" Anthony nervously pulled on his कमीज, शर्ट collar. "Uh, yeah....did you-" "Yes.", she grinned evilly. "How did you-" "Let's just say you're not the only one with...a special skill set." "But how did-" "Shhhhh.", urged Rebecca as she placed a white-gloved finger to his lips and moved in closer to her subject. She began to whisper into his ear. "How i got this power doesn't matter, now does it?" "No. Not at all!", he replied. "What matters, Anthony, is how I use it....and I understand that आप and I want use it for the very same reasons." "Yes, we do.", he whispered back. All of a sudden, Anthony began to feel far और comfortable than before, but he would never be entirely the same. Anthony had fallen deeply and passionately in love. "Well.", he began sheepishly, "It takes two to tango." " I'm glad आप see it that way.", she replied as she lightly caressed his cheek, "Follow my lead, Anthony, and we're gonna be powerful enough to run this city...and run the world!" "Alright, Reb-" "It's Whiteshade to you!" "Alright Whiteshade.", he nodded. "Alright, Anthony."

After a short silence, the young man could not help but feel as if he needed to compliment this striking new acquaintance. "Uh, आप have beautiful hair.", he muttered. "Why, thank you.", she replied modestly, "But I find myself to be और of a...proper lady than to have my hair down." Rebecca pulled a black hair tie out of the pocket of her trenchcoat and fashoined her hair into a sleek bun. She then reached into the black leather bag that had been hanging around her left shoulder and pulled out an elegant white beret. The beautiful murderer placed it upon her head and gave a subtle wink to her love-stricken partner. All the while, Anthony had been unable to take his eyes off of her own. "You know, Anthony,", she started confidently, "There's just something about white." "Indeed there is."

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