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(Yes sir ill be more careful Next time *Bows*)

I smile and with a flick of my wrist suddenly the tree starts to shake a bit then fall in to peices landing at my feet not a fleck of dust touchign me. "Oopsie you missed." I stretch a bit looking about Both my eyes trying to readjust from teh flash of light. "Hmmm? O right Your over there?" I point directly at you and chuckle. "That tree attack was very good To bad My technique has a perfect defense and attack." I stretch a bit laughing. "O and its gonna be tough to hit me ill tell you now."

I in hale the pain in my leg Thrubbing but i kept a smile. The trees fall to peices around me i keep focusing I jump back s a tre falls in front of me cut down again as if by a sword suddenly. I crouch behind the tree focusing with hearing and sight gone i could only rely on The opponents thoughts. Hes comming straight at me. Alright As he comes over the tree Hit him with it. If He comes from the side ill split the tree down the middle and send the tree at him that way then ill keep him at the edge of my range and try to trap him in a web. I think and wait focusing.

I sigh and focus alright there. I dive over the tree watchign careful through his Eyes i sweep my hand left and three trees get cutt and fall twoards you ready to land on top of you. I then brgin my handds together and swign them wide out infront of me and silver glints are seen shining in the moon light. "These are my hidden blades try them out.. "I smirk as some stretch around street lights and create a path that i step on and up in to the air the wires i swung from my hands flying straight at you pulled tight by an unseen force.

Micheal stepped silently into the alleyway, sighing as he took in the urban city air. He never liked to go out on the town, even to feed. It was to much work to slink around the town like a wounded mutt with its tail between its legs. Trying to stay hidden. Trying to stay alive. If he was going to put so much effort into going out into the open and risking his neck to some dirty vampire, he wanted to at least have some fun. The elders didn't understand. All Micheal wanted to do was give a few people a good scare. He didn't want to hurt anyone. That would mean he would have to clean up his own mess. He would already have to do that with his dinner.

Micheal stopped suddenly. He sniffed the air. It was reaking with the stench of durgs. Cocaine, marijuana, heroin. This dealer was having clearence sale. He hated the smell of drugs. His enhanced sences intensified the vile odors tenfold.
"Let's get this over with," Micheal thought. He looked from side to side, seeing if the coast was clear. Only a beautiful crescent moon showed it's face on the empty street corner. It was time then.

The dealers were doing there best to get their dirt off the street. The cops were on to them and the needed to get rid of it as fast as possible. Most of it was going down the toilet, but some of the guys were having a hard time letting go. More than a pound of the goods were already in somebody's lungs. Daniel didn't like this. Drugs made his boys sloppy. He needed them to be prepared for anything tonight. Suddenly, a crash from a window and a muffled scream echoed off the walls of the warehouse.
"Guys!" Daniel heard sid yell from across the hall. "Something just nabbed John!"

Micheal ate in silence atop the abandoned warehouse, trying his best not to look at the mangled corpse he was eating. Micheal had only been a Lycan for a year now and he was still having a hard time eating humans, even the murderous dirt bags he was picking off the street. He sat, quietly chewing what was left of his meal. Micheal didn't like taking the life of another; it didn't sit right with his conscience. But better to kill murderers and rapists than innocent people.

Micheal's wolfen ear twiched and he stood up, completely ignoring his hunger. He thought he heard something. The sound was almost inaudible, but he heard it none the less. He couldn't have been followed. He covered his tracks completely, there was no way he could have been found. Could there?"

Micheal stared as the figure vanished into the shadows. The creature had come and gone so quickly that Micheal had to reassure himself that their conversation had actually happened.
"What was that?" He asked himself, shivering a little as the cold night air bit through his fur coat. It obviously wasn't a Lycan, that much he knew. He could tell just from the smell. But if it was a vampire or even a demon, why was it trying to help him? As far as he knew, vampires and demons weren't on speaking terms with the Lycans.

Micheal looked at the phone number on the back of the card. It had been crudely written in pencil, barely legible in the moonlight. "The Butcher," Micheal read aloud. He didn't like the sound of that. The name sounded foreboding, in the cheesy horror movie sort of way. If what that...thing had said was true, then this Butcher fellow would help with Micheal's feeding problem. This probably meant that the Butcher sold "produce" to Lycans and anything else that had a taste for human flesh. The lazy side of Micheal liked the idea of buying from a guy with no questions asked and without being shot at by the thing you were trying to eat. Micheal hated being shot at. Trying to eat something that had a gun was just too much work. However, if the Butcher was dragging innocent people off the street just to sell them as a slab of steak, Micheal wanted no part in it. Even though he was a Lycan, Micheal's moral compass still pointed roughly north.

He stopped his train of thought and after a moment, gave a halfhearted laugh. He was honestly considering taking the advice from a total stranger. A stranger who's race he didn't even know. Micheal laughed a little harder now. With a contented howl, Micheal launched himself from rooftop to rooftop, leaving what was left of his meal to rot. He didn't feel like cleaning it up. He would let someone find the body and let the paranoid idealists freak out about aliens and creatures of the night. As he was bounding from the city hights, he glanced one last time at the business card crumpled in between his claws. Micheal's lazy smile turned into an apathetic frown. He would find the Butcher tomorrow night. Right now, Micheal wanted to go back to his apartment and watch some cartoons while eating some take-out. He drooled at the thought of a steaming box of Teriyaki Chicken with fried rice after an episode or two of Loony Toons. But as Micheal was lost in thought, something was stirring in the shadows. Something was watching him very closely.

In the shadows of the night, a still figure watched the passerbys from the tree limbs above. A slender figure, very beautiful, was searching for something. More of course than anything else, a someone. Staring from the foilage, silver eyes overlooked every inch of the park. The maiden has finally awoken.

At once, Hikaru knew she was endangered. As the wolf-man lept at her with snarling pearls, she jumped from the trees, onto a neighboring branch about 100 yards clear of him. What was with this unprevoked attack? He knew then; He knew what she was: a vampire of the night. (^^ Tee hee! How did you know?) Crap! I'm not ready for an attack! she thought to herself, then realized she had her sais with her. Though Hikaru wasn't skilled in the art of brutal combat, her instincts were taking over every second. She also had her ability...Without thinking it, the shadows lunged at the tree where he was at now. It collided with his own, and immediantly took control. He was powerless now.

(Tee hee! super OSG shikamaru status there. XD!)