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Just another normal evening in destiny city.

Quinn had gotten out of class's and let his friends talk him into going to a near by club for some drinks. Even though his friends all got smashed he had only nursed one beer all night long, his thoughts on the reality of his life now. He still didn't 'go out' much at night.... Only if he encountered someone in trouble. But he had finally given up on the whole dream/nightmare cover.

After shoving his drunk buddies into a cab and paying the cabby to take them home Quinn started to walk home. It was actually a nice night out with a clear sky and a cool wind blew lazily through the streets making random pieces of trash dance down the alleys. He just shoved his hands into his coat pockets after resettling his messenger bag on his hip. The buzz had long since faded away and now all he wanted to do was get home to his loft and his cat.

He silently watched as a couple turned the corner right in front of him. The were giggling and whispering and practically cooing like a bunch of love birds. It was rather depressing and kinda sickening so with a shake of his head and a roll of his eyes he turned the corner without paying any attention. When he looked up and spotted the scene in front of him a vicious curse slipped from his clenched teeth. The creature turned to look at him and Quinn really wished at that moment that he really had had more alcohol than he really didn't, "great" the sarcasm as thick as the malice the youma projected.

There were three things wrong with what the senshi did... Yell at him, order him around, and get hurt. Quinn didn't take orders very well.... Or at all so when the girl in white, obviously a senshi, Quinn yelled right back. "Hell no I won't!"

Between one breath and the next Havasu was standing there ready for a tussle. He hadn't reacted quite fast enough and the senshi, he could feel the power signature now, had been thrown into a tree leaving the youma to turn its attention on him. "Come on you little sucker. Try me on for size." As the ugly creature stalked closer, the once easy prey wasn't quite so easy, Havasu could feel his heart rate go up and the adrenaline start revving. This was one of the only good things the twist of fate gave him, a ever changing form to feed his need of excitement.

The youma jumped at him and Havasu did what few would think to do, he jumped at the attacking creature as well. They landed in a heap but the page forgot one thing… the claws and fangs of the thing. So rather than a beating he meant to give Havasu was struggling to defend himself. Unlike the senshi who had some power to help Havasu just had his normal stuff just amped a bit, no magic yet. And that lack of foresight was now coming back to bite him in the but, he just hoped not literally.

Havasu growled as the youma went to bite him but a headbutt kept the creature back. He would need space and soon, if only to get away from the smell of the thing. How the damn thing smelled like sweaty socks and evil Havasu had no clue, he just wanted to get away from it. He was working on getting his legs up so he could push the demon hairless monkey off and away from him when he heard a helpful suggestion from the girl from before. She must not have been hurt badly by the tree. “No… s**t.... Sherlock.” The sarcasm was broken as he squirmed a bit more under the thing.

With a holler of triumph Havasu was able to lever then youma off of himself and was able to send it back by a few feet. He scrambled to his feet and found that he wasn't able to fend the claws off completely, his shirt was shredded a bit and he was bruised all over but nothing serious, he’s had worse from skateboarding. “Hey,” he called out to the senshi even though he remained focused on the youma, “you ok?” She had it worse since she found a tree the hard way. “You got a way to kill this thing.” He did a bit of fancy footwork as the youma came at him again. “Your a** is so ugly even your mama cant love you!” He hissed at the creature as it swiped at him again.

"No I'm going to take it out for coffee!" Havasu yelled back "Just hurry" he scrambled back as the youma lunged forward and he might have escaped unscathed if his boot didn't skid on something and he landed hard on his back. The claws had struck except they scored his upper chest from shoulder to shoulder. It wasn't deep but it did hurt like hell. Luckily the teeth missed and the youma was just as off balance as Havasu was. Two boots to the chest tossed the youma a decent distance away and Havasu was able to climb to his feet.

He glanced down and saw four shallowish scores that were inscribed from shoulder to shoulder bleeding lightly. His shirt and vest pretty well shredded, likely one of the reasons the claws didn't dig deeper. A soft growl had him looking away from his wound and searching for the youma which was moving closer as a really fast pace. Havasu ran. He dodged the claws and scrambled to keep a safe distance. His weapon? His knight weapon didn't even cross his mind not after he shoved it in his belt pocket. His fingers scrambled across his belt till he reached the little leather pouch and dove into it. He withdrew a fist full of thread and called out, "string... I got string. Any ideas?"

If he wasn't running for his life he would have laughed, she could dish the sarcasm right back. Havasu got a bit of a breather when she went after the youma with a tree branch, he almost wanted to say 'batter up' but with his lungs feeling like they were on fire he held back the quip. Instead his mind raced... How was the creature's neck factored in?

The youma was doing his best to break or rip the branch away from the senshi so it could sink it's teeth and claws into the flesh of the human.

"A garrote," it was said quietly and hoarsely as the answer came to Havasu. Could his handful of string really be strong enough to strangle the thing? Even if it wasn't it would give the senshi time to end it... He hoped. All this thought had only taken seconds, from the time of her suggestion to his realization, a handful of heartbeats.

Using the distraction the senshi was providing Havasu jumped upon the youma's back. The creature arched backward and immediately tried to claw him off, Havasu was able to slip the string around the neck of the youma and he held on for dear life. He had no idea how long it would take or even if it would work. The string could break before long or he could loose his grip. Havasu winced as the claws got a glancing blow on his back. He only hoped this plan worked or at least the senshi could do something to finish it off. Being a rodeo cowboy wasn't any fun, even if he was dressed like it.

Havasu could only hope that whatever the senshi would do she would do it fast as the youma bucked beneath him. He heard her call out but he couldn't make out what she had said over his pulse pounding in his ears. A moment of stillness was a surprise to him and when the claws that had been reaching for him turned away Havasu knew the senshi was striking as well.

There was a moment where it seemed time stopped. Everything just stopped.

And then time began again and Havasu fell to the ground, the youma gone. He lay on the ground stunned, the grass cool against his face it was only after a few seconds that he found the strength to lever himself off of the ground. He sat back onto his heels and looked over to the senshi. "You ok? Well considering..." He shrugged and winced when the move pulled at the claw marks on his back. He could only hope that they didn’t require stitches or anything more than a cleaning, Havasu hate to think about what might be on those claws.

Havasu gently probed his own claw marks and absently replied to the senshi's raving. "Run. You. And idiot" he said with sarcasm practically dripping off the words. Even with the danger gone his heart was still racing and he loved it. His just about everything hurt but Havasu wouldn't change any of it.... Well maybe not, the complains he was trying to tune out.

"A thank you would be nice you know." He got to his feet with a grunt as stressed muscles pulled and hobbled over to his hat where it had been thrown during the fight. He scooped the battered leather off the ground while the senshi was yammering on about being killed. With an exaggerated southern drawl Havasu said "it will take a bit more than just some demon to kill me ma'am." A few good whacks knocked most of the dirt from the hat but before he was able to put it back on the senshi let his name slip.

Shocked the hat slid from his fingers to roll once more in the dirt. "How do you know my name?" He hissed quietly. Shang explained that when he was a knight no one would be able to recognize him... He could practically parade naked in front of his mother and she still wouldn't know who he was not that the thought wasn't a bit gross. He racked his mind. Had he met this senshi before? He really didn't think about revealing himself when he rushed into the fray... Hopefully it wouldn't be a deadly mistake. If he was lucky only the senshi knew who he was and no one else was watching.

Now insanely paranoid Havasu searched the area with his eyes, trying to sense if they were alone. He didn't see anyone or even feel anyone other than the white clad senshi but still his voice came out hushed. "Who..." He shook his head cutting himself off. "Don't answer that. Not here." He reached down for his hat again wincing as the pain from the claw marks set in. "Can you walk?" He said as he studied the surroundings. "We apparently have things to discuss but we can't very well do that here." Not really bothering to dust the hat off again Havasu just shoved it on his head and turned to face the senshi.