West
The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a grunginess that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported, however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, and often let the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.
What You'll Find Here
Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn
tsunami open
Posted on March 21, 2015 by Alexis Wilde
This part of the city scares the hell out of me but I had nowhere else to go and warehouse are good for hiding places, especially when you're being chased. I can still here his heavy foot falls from the other side of the building, my body trembling with fear as I press as much of myself against the cold metal at my back as I can. I don't know how he even knew what I was. It wasn't like I was doing anything wrong or anything. I was on my way to the cafe actually, excited about my first day of work. Now I'm going to have to explain to Alexander why I didn't make it when we agreed. I hope he's not mad at me. I hope he doesn't say I can't work there.
An arrow flies past the corner where I'm hiding and I jump at the sudden movement, hearing the foot falls getting closer. "Come on out, little shifter. I know you're here. I can practically smell your fleas." The thought alone makes me shudder. He can smell me? Is that some kind of special power he has? Must be how he knew I wasn't human. I was walking down the street heading to work and the next thing I knew, an arm wrapped around my neck and pulled me into an alley. By the time the shock ran out of my system, he had me up against the wall with a knife to my throat. As panic kicked in, I managed to kick him where it really hurts and he released me just long enough to run and not look back. Of course I wasn't counting on him being able to literally smell me out.
My legs coil beneath me, knowing I'm about to have to run again. He steps closer and closer and right before he might turn the corner, I turn and run. When I hear the zip of an arrow leaving the bow, I duck and just in time as an arrow flies over my head, hitting a stack of boxes up ahead. I dive to the side and race down the alley between two buildings, the sound of my own blood pumping in my skull just about the only thing I can hear at this time. I know he's right on me and it's only a matter of time before he shoots another arrow. How much longer can I keep this up? My legs are already killing me but then I've been running and hiding from him since the afternoon and it's dark now. How many hours does that make it? Why has he not given up yet? Why does he want me dead so badly?
When a boarded up door appears to my left, I turn and shoulder into it, ignoring the sudden ache in said shoulder as I fall through it and land in a dusty heap inside the warehouse. Coughing, I get to my feet and race further inside, finding the place pretty much stacked to the ceiling with barrels. I don't even want to know what's in those. Instead I find another place to hide, behind one of those barrels and I slide down with my back to it, pulling my knees up and hugging them as I continue to shake. Why does this always happen to me? I feel tears starting to sting my eyes and I wipe them away furiously. I don't know how I'm going to get out of this but somehow, I've got to. Right on time, I hear him stepping onto the boards of the broken down door. "You're a strong one, aren't you? Don't you know better than to hole yourself up in a building with only one exit? Tsk, tsk. Guess I'll have to show you the error of your ways." I can hear him notching another arrow in the bow and I look up to the ceiling, praying to whoever is there that I make it out alive tonight.
alexis wilde
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