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Tokeru stood at the fence at the end of the runway, wondering if whatever protected him would protect him from a plane crushing him, and kill hundreds of innocent people. He didn't know if he should take the risk, whoever had cursed him obviously didn't want him to die, and would probably kill hundreds to save him.

He leaned on the fence, and sobbed once again.

Tokeru didn't hear Razu, so focused was he on his thoughts, he didn't even notice him move closer.

He stood up straight, and still thinking, left

((Exit))

Beep! "Ladies and Gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the fasten seatbelts sign. Please fasten your seatbelts, raise all trays tables, and keep your seats in the full upright position, and thank you for choosing Jet Blue."

Athena sat back in her seat, and glanced out of the window, and could the approaching lights of the city. She chuckled to herself. She'd been all over the world, but had never once seen New York City. She hadn't had a drink in a while... not since the flight started anyway. The mortal seated next to her would occasionally glance at her low neckline, though he tried to make it look natural.

She could feel the pressure changes in the air as the plane lost altitude, coming in for a landing. She laid her head back, and just waited for the flight attendants to let them out.

She stepped out of the exit ramp, and looked around. She didn't even remember the last time she saw so many mortals in one place. I can get used to this, she thought. Her carry on purse, contained her silver daggers that she'd managed to smuggle on board. The minds of mortals are so easy to control.

She found her way to the luggage return, waiting impatiently for her bag, which contained many of her outfits, and her much prized Katana. While she waited for her bags, she felt as though somebody were watching her. Perhaps her welcoming committee had finally arrived.

Prometheus walked through the airport, and walked up a restricted area to the roof. His radio called in, probably his recruiters. "Is he dead?" they asked. "About to take my shot." He flipped up the nightvision switch on the sniper and looked around the plane. Prometheus saw the Vampire hiding, where noone else could find him. "Gotcha!" he whispered loudly as he shot. "Now, get rid of the body and any possible witnesses." the radio communcated. "Yes, sir..." Prometheus mumbled as he went back downstairs.

The plane took off, there had been no problems, no bag checks, it was like a dream. It glided off of the ground and into the darkness of the night, the gentle and sullen moon reflecting off the dull metal plates, making it seem like a shooting star heading towards the heavens. Adrian grinned, he was nestled securely in the Baggage hold, he had snuck on using every trick he knew, but now he was returning to where he belonged, Arkham Asylum, Glasgow, Scotland. He had become tired of New York, and was returning to 'see' his family, and excorcize the family he couldn't get rid of. It'll never bloody work... Markus muttered inside his mind, who had screamed at him to stay in New York. "Maybe not, but I am sure o' one thing..." He closed his eyes and rested his hand against the wall of the plane, "Home is where you hang your enemies head."

Vivian sat at the one of the waiting lobbies looking out the window. Meloncholy seemed to have been her mood since she had been here, I wish you were here She was at one of the glass windows now looking out as if waiting fo rsomeone to arive.

"Hi Jack, it seems you always now exaclty were to find me. what do you want?"Vivian just stared out the window with her ams crossed a blank expression on her face, she remembered the last time she was here, it was not under good circumstances in fact it was one of the worst days in Vivians long life.

"You wouldnt understand."