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The man proceeded to run up to him and hug him. "Hey guy, I don't know you." He pointed out. The mans accent was definitely Italian and it was thick. "Well we have some plans for ya Nikky boy. You'd best get going." At that the guy left without giving him his name or anything. Nik dusted himself again and walked out of the ally way and turned the corner. Nik wanted something familiar to him and something that was food. He kept walking seeing these floating building and building that touched the sky. He came across a Coffee house and decided this was going to be the closest thing his was going to get to familiar.
"Fuck, am I out? Damn it," Emeli silently said, cursing to herself. She was normally really good about making sure her supplies of coffee were kept stocked. But lately, her income from selling her art has been slow, so she had to put rent ahead of coffee. She walked back to her bed, picking her wallet up off of her bedside table, looking at the contents. Flipping past her real ID, her fake ID for getting in bars, and her favorite art store's favored customer card, she looked at her cash. "Well, that's enough for a coffee at that shitty coffee shop on the corner... ugh. Better than nothing, I guess."
She put the wallet down and got dressed, putting on her typical tank top and shorts, slipping her wallet into her back pocket. Looking at the weather forecast, she put a zip-up hoodie on over her tank top, and left, locking the door behind her. Deciding to walk, she leaves her motorcycle parked in the apartment lot, checking to make sure it's locked and secured before leaving. While she approaches the coffee house, she sees a man dressed fully in black walk out of the nearby alley and into the coffee shop. She'd normally pass this off as nothing major. After all, this was NYC. The city's been weird for decades, and the gods messing with humanity has done nothing more than encourage that. But this man, Emeli couldn't help but place him as off. Like he was from an earlier time. Not only did he just look out of place, he looked completely bewildered to his surroundings.
She stepped in the coffee house after him, making sure to give him enough time to get settled. She takes a seat near enough to keep him in sight, but not so close that she seems suspicious, and orders a coffee and water. Her coffee arrives, and after loading it with sugar, she took a sip. "Nasty shit, but whatever." She sighed and let her mind wander.
He was trying to get his head on straight when he noticed something that was just starring him in the face the entire time. He was dressed so differently than everyone else in the town/city. He looked down at what he was wearing and determined that maybe new clothes were in some order. He smiled as he watched the girl form the corner of the eye. He wasn't sure but he would approach her when he finished his coffee or he would wait for her to approach him. "People never seem to change." He said to no one in particular.
Gaining her composure, she took another sip of the sub-par coffee, then looked up at the man as he reached her table. "I guess you'd like to talk to me. Staring at me is another possibility, but I'm really not in the mood for that, so what's up? I'm sure there aren't many people like you around this city, especially with that Egyptian bracelet you're wearing. What's your story?"
Lust. Greed. Desire.
All emotions that she used to manipulate people, to take everything they ever wanted and promise it in such a convincing manner that they didn't bother to question her. Occasionally, someone would take a picture, or try to get her attention. The pleas and cries for attention fell on deaf ears as she walked out the back door of the establishment. It was really a shame that she didn't find anyone in that cesspool, but this was New York. There were countless bars, malls, and restaurants that she could go to if she really wanted something to do.
At that moment, she felt a pang of pain in her wrist. She looked down and, as she expected, the bracelet on her wrist had changed from obsidian to an alabaster white. This was the "gift" Aphrodite gave her upon her turning 18. Whenever she entertained the thought of manipulating people to fit her personal whims, the bracelet would turn the purest of whites to signify that she should stop. For a while, this deterred her slightly.
Now? Now, she's so used to it that she acknowledges it only to make sure that Aphrodite knows that no one controls her, that Aphrodite's attempts of preventing her from doing as she pleases were meaningless. Not even her mother, the goddess from which she received all of her powers from, is above her. She smirked, then walked out of the alley. The bracelet eventually turned back to black, the pain faded, and she turned to go play with one of her favorite toys, the owner of a local coffee shop.
He didn't wait for an invitation to sit down, and sat right across from her. He winked at her and turned to look at her quarry. He looked like he said something to himself, but Alexander couldn't tell what was said. If only he could control sound waves instead of light. Somethings you just can't change.
She took another sip from her coffee, then put it down with a disgusted expression. "This shit's gotten cold already. You have any reason you want to stay here, or shall we leave? I have no where to go today, and you seem trustworthy enough that I don't have to worry about you trying to make a move," Emeli said, getting bored with the current situation. The black clothed man was strange, sure, but she'd much rather be around Alexi if he tried to do anything.
"Hey, ugly!" Emeli yelled, trying to get the creature's attention off of the man. If it looked at her, she could get a clear shot at its face. "I've got a present for you!"
"Ya! What she said!" Alexander yelled at the creature. He was hoping that what Emeli was wanting to distract the creature. He quickly looked out of the corner of his eye and saw the ice spike in the air in front of her. Alexander had never seen that before.
As he stepped out into his apartment's garage, Mike couldn't help but smile at the one thing he was happy to own: a Yamoto GCC900 hovorcycle. Imported straight from Japan, decked out with all the shiniest bells and whistles of the modern age and showing off a black and red paint job, it was easily worth the several months of pay and bonuses Mike had earned. He mounted it and revved the bike up a few times before shooting off into the city. The first stop was the coffee shop, as stereotypical as it may seem. Between the time you wake up and the time you get to bed, you need a cup of Joe to keep you going when you're in law enforcement.
He parked a block away from his usual cafe and walked over only to be interrupted by... a man flying out the window?! After a moment of shock and then realizing the hapless man wasn't dead, Mike drew his gun and pressed to the side of the building, leaning in to get a look through the hole where the window had been. Standing there was a beast so hideous and foul that he couldn't find words to describe it, though one word rang clearly through his head regardless. Titanspawn. 'Yep. Only get better,' he thought poisonously to himself. Without another thought, he drew the monster pistol from it's holster in one smooth movement, flipping the safety off with his thumb and began unloading shots into the beast as fast as his hands would let him.
It was none other than Officer Micheal Embers, a man who Emeli has had more than a few bad run-ins with from her few theft charges. "Of course. Alexi, I really hope that staff of yours isn't just for show. I'm also hoping you aren't completely green in a fight, or this is going to be a lot harder," she quickly said, hoping that the man hears her. "Don't follow me, just try to get the damn thing's attention!"
She turned and stepped back a bit, looking in the cop's direction. "Hey, Officer Embers! Hope you can provide enough cover fire to keep me safe!" With that, she started focusing the water in the air around her, forming a very crude icy armor on her arms, shoulders, chest, and and legs. She took a few more steps back, ready to get a running start. "This is probably the dumbest idea I've ever had," she mumbled. And with that, she ran, full on, at the beast on top of the black clothed man, and slammed her shoulder into the beast, hoping to throw its balance off. The ice around her shoulder cracked, thankfully keeping her shoulder safe from any grievous injuries. She stepped back slightly, seeing that she had indeed jarred the beast off of the man, but its full attention was now on her. She took the time to repair the ice on her shoulder, a mistake she soon regretted as the beast turned and backhanded her into the air and back into the street. Emeli barely had enough time to soften the fall, preventing any deadly injuries, but the pressure of the ice cracking knocked the air out of her and left her on the ground, sore and incapable of moving very easily.
"If this fries you, then you're an innocent puppy. If not, then you're gonna be really pissed!" Alexander yelled as he let loose a ray of light towards the beast. It hit the beast and the ugly thing staggered. It had a burned patch of skin where Alexander hit it. It turned angrily towards him and roared. "Titanspawn... I see." Alexander whimpered to himself. If he was alone, then this wouldn't be a long fight. Thank the gods that he had backup, at least, he hoped he had backup.
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