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Jaden's gaze was not what frightened Sibyl, the only thing that was frightening Sibyl was the thought of some male somehow mounting her when she wasn't expecting it. However, as usual, her lavender eyes did not meet Jaden's crimson ones and her gaze was adverted from his to show her respect for her alpha. "I am not questioning anything. What did I say that makes you believe that? I don't think you're evil, I've defended you on that issue with my sister so I don't know why you're being so paranoid."

"Then just come back with me and the bird." Jaden said with an outstretched hand. "I am not looking to mount you, though many males in the city are right now. You can't outrun as many as you think but even the most instinct driven animals know not to approach a female in heat when there is a stronger male nearby. Doesn't that make sense?"

Jaden sighed gently to the night air, though truthfully the longer he remained out in the open the more likely it was that he would be recognized from his image as one of the most wanted individuals thanks to the FBI.
Threatening Sibyl was out of the question, she was already skittish enough. But there was really very little he could do to persuade her. "If you do come back to the club with me then I'll tell you another story." he offered.

"Don't we all." Jaden muttered, turning around and finishing the last bottle of vodka he had with him. "I can't remember the last time I walked the streets of this city in any form. Lately it's all been about skulking in the park or the subway system, trying not to tip people off because I'm fairly noticable... I suppose the small favor is that the FBI keeps me more on my toes than I've been used to being."
Casually Jaden began walking back to his lodging, lamenting mildly the fact that he wasn't allowed to mingle with the human species in the same manner that he had been able to back long ago. "You can tag along if you want Duke." Jaden said with a wave of his hand as he wandered back to the apartment above club FM.

(exit)

On top of a one of the smallest skyscrapers was a man standing, the building was one that could still overlook the city and the people could actually be seen scrambling bellow. This man was no ordinary man for countless reasons, one being that a pitch black aura surrounded the man and hugged his entire profile in shadows. From the darkness, a pair of violet eyes shun through from the figure's eye sockets, and a luminous grin. The man was carefully scanning the streets bellow, and focusing the void around him in meditation. The darkness spoke to him, it grew inside of him and empowered him even further.

As the light brown humanoid concentrated, he called forth his two highest subordinates. He remained motionless, but the darkness around him began to falter. Instead of surrounding him, it now moved onto the ground around him creating two circles behind Alasdair.

From those portals on the ground began to emerge two figures. They were both standing as their bodies erupted from the darkness. It was a man and a woman standing behind the obviously superior being.

The man showed obvious Japanese factions, he was about half a foot shorter than the six foot Alasdair. His eyes were slanted and his skin was pale. The man wore his hair in thin spikes that shot upwards, but he pushed them back so that they stood diagonally. The man was wearing a dark blue pair of trousers, a white long sleeve and buttoned up shirt, and a blue school jacket. The man had a Japanese student feel to him, along with a more relaxed stance and look.

The woman beside him on the other hand was olive skinned, short and thin. Her arms and legs were thin but she had a proportionately large pair of breasts and a curvy backside. The woman had a beautifully long mane of curly raven black hair and a pair of full lips. It was apparent that the woman had been a gypsy while she was alive, but she was wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a very loose white long sleeved shirt. The shirt was one of those that had a very wide neck that was held on by her shoulders. The woman was also barefoot and wore gold bracelets around her ankles. When she emerged from the ground she had a small smirk on her lips, she was eager to prove herself to Alasdair.

While the pair emerged from the shadows Alasdair remained almost motionless, only his eyes flew freely as he gazed down. When his companions were completely transported, his grin grew.

There was a moment where not even the wind could be heard moving around Alasdair. The other two had gone on their search, and there was a long moment that Alasdair simply pondered with a luminous grin on his face. He was getting a feel for the city once again. He had been away for so long and now he was back, he was really back.

The next thing that he wanted to do was contact Veroen. It was not an eminent need, but Alasdair was very pleased that Veroen was a highly regarded comrade. The best way for the vampire to get in touch with the assassin would be via mobile phones, but Alasdair did not want to talk to him. Instead, the vampire decided to send him a text message. So the man reached into the inner pocket of his tight leather coat and withdrew a small black phone. With his vampire speed, he instantly wrote the message: "I'm back" and sent it to Veroen.

A grin appeared on the man's face as he withdrew the phone, hiding it back inside his coat. Then, still wearing that smirk that shone through the darkest dark that surrounded him, he began to fade away. It took only second for Alasdair to be consumed by the void, and a moment later the darkness dispersed.

Sibyl was fully prepared to follow Jaden when a familiar, unpleasant scent greeted her nostrils and assailed her senses. Alasdair was back. Though she was in her human form she couldn't help but growl deep in her throat and her steps became more cautious yet as she peered over her shoulder every once in a while as if something was going to follow her. Of course she didn't have a whole lot to worry about, being one of the strongest wolves in New York she was a top predator of choice and vampires weren't always as frightening as they made themselves out to be. The only thing that was on Sibyl's concerned, slightly paranoid mind was the fact that she was in heat.

With that thought in mind she quickened her pace, realizing that she'd trailed behind Jaden and that he'd left her behind completely. Of course she planned to catch up but she wasn't going to use her natural speed to catch up to him since there were too many possible witnesses abroad. Instead she slowly trailed along Jaden's marked path and patiently began making her way toward Club FM.