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Shamas entered the city pulling Asa and leading everyone else then turned to the High RIse District.
(( EXIT HIGH RISE DISTRICT!!))

The scent of blood was heavily laced in the air, all of it coming from one direction, Willow noticed, as she opened her eyes, growling. A few passerbys noticed the gutteral noise and turned their heads to stare at her before walking away at a faster pace. The hair on the back of her tail was standing on end. Whatever was going on up in the High Rise District was big. She smelled too many different types of blood for it to just be some coincidence.

Pulling a pair of sunglasses out from her pocket, with a flick of the wrist they opened and she slid them easily on her face, adjusting them to hide her amethyst eyes before pushing off from the wall where she stood and heading off at a fast walk towards the High Rise District. As she moved, she opened up her trench coat to reveal a sniper rifle strapped into the thing. It was a rare thing to see Willow carrying such a weapon, since she usually only delt with hand guns, but she knew herself to be a better shot with the long-ranged weapon than the damned colt. There were a few startled yelps from some humans who saw the thing, but as she pulled it out of the trench coat to rest it on her shoulder, she found the streets quickly emptying. No doubtedly no one wanted to be around a gunman.


((exit to High Rise District))

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*Alona was flying over to new york city for the first time, she was on her way to see a friend who lived here. she did not ever get the dirctions right but she hoped that she would be at the airport for her.......time past and she decided to leave the air port and head to her house Alona told the taxy driver to head over to down town and just drop her off at the nearst coffee shop. the driver did so but as she was paying the fair for her ride he said scarcfully..."hey you sure you wanna head over to the place after dark...things here are pretty spoky ya know?" he said in a raspy mexcan kind of voice. Alona said in her sweet kind promising voice..."oh no thanks this is fine ... i am meeting a friend here...ok"...he accepted her words and drove off.*

*Alona stood on the side walk, when she started to walk to the doors of the cafe she heard guys whistling to her. she tryied to blow them off, but they followed her into the cafe.*
Alona was a stunning creature she was appeling in every way posible to think of to almost any kind of race or not...because you see her family is deamons...on her dads side, lythn(or however you spell it) on her step moms side and vampire on her mothers side and mortal from her greate grand fauther and mother(marrage but jeans still stood in them...kids they never had with eachother...)....so she was ues to having guys do this...but she was a little nerves because of the fact on what the taxy driver had said.

He followed the mob of people through the city into the high rise district.
He stopped feeling her presents. He turned and walked toward her aura, but was stopped outside of the demonic ties bar.

On his way to the Demonic Hordes, Kenishi enters one of the many dark alleys in the city. He stands near the entrance, waiting for a passerby. A man comes over, a typical young New Yorker, and perfect for his size. As soon as the man reaches the entrance Kenishi grabs his arm, and summons the Ice Touch willingly for the first time. The man can't even react, he is slowly frozen down to unconscience and subsequently, death. Kenishi shatters the ice with a well aimed punch, and to his surprise it isn't necessary because the ice melts itself. He grabs the man's clothes, wet because of the melted ice, and decides he would go to the apartment and fix them before wearing them. While looking at the clothes, a knife drops from the man's pocket. Kenishi picks it up and looks at it curiously, it is one of those switchblades. He closes it and puts it in his pocket, saving it for later, and continues on his way to the Demonic Hordes.

Crimson sniffed the air, there was another lycan in the area. She frowned and turned looking. Maybe she could have a little fun. She found the man the scent was coming from. She began to walk towards him, 'he's going to hate me for this,' she thought, 'but oh, well.' She waited until the right moment and bumped into him, snatching his walet. "Oh, I'm sorry sir," she said then continued on. Waiting to see if he'd notice.