Scent of Weakness: Holybreak [Stella]

The Airport. A place usually full and bustling with people. As Stella arrived for her flight, she'd notice that it was a nice, sunny day. The light glinting on the outside of the airport's glass siding and a security officer offered a nod and a smile to the woman as she drove past the guard shack on the way in. People were rushing to their terminals, hardly even paying much mind to their fellow pedestrians much less the dark voids that opened up high in the sky.

It was air traffic control that first responded, and soon enough the Security guards tensed, stealing glances up in the air, but trying to keep relatively calm expressions. Surely the Radio was mistaken. But those looks of calm soon looked to alarm, and the guards all looked up, barely noticed by most people.

But that utter calm suddenly came to a stop, a small bead in the sky that had been closing in suddenly veered. A plane that had been coming in for a landing, now missing one of it's wings. The usual distant roar of the airplane suddenly becoming DEAFENING just before it slammed into the parkinglot with a loud, thunderous crash. Screams of surprise and panic suddenly blooming in the place of commerce as the plane skidded to a halt once it slammed into the gate at the end fo the parkinglot, and a twisted body slowly peeled itself from the wreckage, It's bent and mutliated body rapidly mending and healing back into place as it held a screaming, bloodied woman in it's jaws, looking around.

Chomping down as it was already looking for another meal. And all around Stella, similar bursts of violence and destruction ensued as several other hollows descended on the airport. The Guard that had been smiling to her just moments before soon stomped into the ground by a large lizard-like hollow. Whose eerie eyes soon turned to fixate on Senna as black ink oozed from its pale mask.