A New World (Denver, Open)

[Darin Black]

It had been awhile since Darin had been around civilization.  His most recent return to his hometown of Georgetown had left him with more questions than answers.  After he had left Darin ventured deep into the woods of the Rocky Mountains.  Time was never something on his mind as he traveled alone in the isolated woods.  The lack of civilization helped him keep his thoughts clear. He had wandered through the woods for probably months just living off of the land and continuing to train his powers.  It was much more difficult without the guidance of his mentor however.  Darin would watch as the cold fall weather would change to a harsh mountain winter full of snow, and then eventually he would see it warm back up as the plant life would begin to bloom once again for the year.  It was through his journeys that he came to the top of a mountain, and looking into the distance he could see a large city.  He may not have had much memory of his childhood and who he was, but he did however know what he was looking at.  Denver, Colorado. He gazed out at the city and wondered what its towering skyscrapers and vast streets held within.  It had been years since he actually been within society, and yet even then he had never been a part of a society so massive as the one before him.  Taking a deep breath of the fresh air he began walking towards Denver.

Night had fallen by the time he had finally reached the city.  He walked the streets having trouble not looking around with a bit of awe.  This was an unfamiliar setting for him.  He had no idea where he was going, nor did he have any plans.  To him the wilderness was much easier, as the city didn't make a lot of sense to him.  After some time Darin would find himself walking down a sidewalk looking up at the towering skyscrapers.  He had now found himself in downtown Denver.  Looking around at the people was even more unusual than the city itself.  There were all types of different people, some of which looked to be capable of power just like himself.  He had also noticed how he hadn't really received any odd glares for the way he was dressed.  After all, from what he could see, there was far stranger people than himself.

"Hey! Friend, come here!"

Darin looked over in the direction he could hear a voice.  There was man with a bald head, baggy jeans, and tank top waving him over.  He stopped and stared for a moment as the man continued to wave him over still calling out to him.  Eventually Darin turned and walked towards the man.

"Hey, come here, my friend is hurt down this way, he needs help."  The man pointed down an alleyway as he began walking and beckoning Darin to follow.  Darin being the helpful type simply nodded and followed the man down the alleyway.  After a short walk, yet a good distance from the main road, the man stopped and turned around.  A few other men came running out, and looking behind him he could see a couple blocking the way back to the main road. Darin looked back to the man who led him here. He watched as the men then drew guns and smiled menacingly at him.

"Look at this fool.  Actually dumb enough to follow me down here.  Probably one of those power freaks.  Give us all your cash and we might let you go without hurting you too bad.  In fact, we'll take that outfit too."  The other men laughed and jeered the one man on.  Darin took a deep breath out of disappointment.  He had hoped people were better than this, but times hadn't changed.  Darin raised his arms up slowly to his sides to show he was non threatening.

"I'm not looking for any trouble.  If you don't mind, I'd appreciate if you step aside."   Darin watched as the men just laughed at his request. They then raised their guns and pointed them directly at Darin. "Yo, I ain't gonna ask you twice!" The man then yelled at Darin.

Darin then had no choice but to act. With another deep breath he focused on his inner self to draw out his power. Beneath his hood the tattooed lines on his face began to glow a bright blue along with his eyes. Within seconds the men would see a thick fog rise that would completely obscure their vision. He could hear the men shouting in panic and confusion as they could no longer even see their hands in front of their own faces through the fog. Darin looked around at the men as they stumbled around in their panic, yet to him they stumbled through nothing at all for the fog was only an illusion in their mind. Holding the illusion as it was, Darin turned and walked back towards the street. As he turned out of the alley back onto the main street he released his hold over their minds.

[Mira Mori]

Husk arrived upon the once clear, blue light skies that has now transformed into a darker shade, with the bright white moon reflecting its precious, glamoring rays on this area, with temperature slightly dropping, of course the sun not showing off its heating rays, or just not in the sky at all at this time of hour. It was not problem for this woman, however. For the fact that this mythological creature is rather used to cold climates, anything at this temperature, or even below the modest average cold temperature, she can take it, even if it is in a foreign country or the state of Denver. The only problem was she wasn't too sure on how climates work in America. Mira's arrival of the once fallen Akashibai Academy; the heart of the Blood War wasn't too long ago, adding in her arrival of the country was also frequent. She'll admit, being in a new country can be a little fearsome for the girl, considering the woman's basically foreign, trying to get use to what goes on in America. The currency, the style, the accents, it was all like a new language Mira has never heard, nor knew of before. Of course it would take some time to get around on what goes on and how things work, but it's all still a curdling event to experience. Back in the day, she wouldn't even come out of her own house even when she had the privilege to, so her social interactions can go a little grimy, especially from a rich family in which gave her a typical, spoiled personality that she isn't afraid to display. It was all just natural.

Although it was a little chilly, Mira had no issues with the temperature whatsoever, even though her attire may seem out of line in terms of trying to stay cozy. A small ponytail located on the top of her head, with a simple black t-shirt with a white circle just on every open whole of the shirt, and white shorts being mere centimeters away from the knees, with white sandals. Surprisingly, it wasn't much like her to suddenly dress so... so... normally. As being an elegant and sophisticated lady, Mira would expect herself to go above and beyond with her fashion, standing out from the crowd with her expensive style. The jewels, the money, it was the ultimate source of happiness for the girl. Sadly after coming to America, she could say she had regrets coming here. No butler, her mentor wasn't around, no anything. She was just an average person in this case. She did managed to actually grab some British pounds with her, which was actually a lot of it. It wasn't much for the girl, but someone else would have a different perspective when she mentions how much she has on her, but she doesn't really know if anyone would understand or get as to how much she actually has in US dollars. As a matter of fact, she wasn't even too sure if they'd even accept foreign money! This was like a living nightmare for her. How can Mira get cute clothing now?!

A soft sigh crept through Mira's bijou lips, as her bright silver eyes glanced around the area. Her expression was mixed with calmness with the fresh, smoothing breeze brushing up against, with her eyes holding a more worried and doubtful image. It looked like this so called "Denver" city has mostly been mended; entirely overhauled. Though, there were some buildings here and there that are either in the process of fixing up, or simply crumbled and permanently into pieces, which might be in the action of being rebuilt once more. Mira didn't know much of the war, considering she was in a protected country and didn't have the needed to simply exit out for her own future motivations, as much as she wants to. One of them were to be looking for her parents, considering they've made a little trip around the world, but the whole protecting country thing already took her decision on what to do. However, since the girl just recently came into this country, she would figure it would be best to do a little search around the entire country, just to see if here parents are still around. But first, she would have to get used to this city, state, and country all at once. If she fails to find her parents, it's more of an "old well" to the girl, simply just shrug it all off, and continue with her life.

Mira has recently just finished her little tour around the area, as it was time for her to go back to the dorms of the once fallen academy. Sadly enough, she didn't get any shortcuts. "Damn...!" She hissed to herself quietly. "I don't even know how to get back... not only that, but I'm far more than just being confident I must be pretty far from the academy." She mumbled to herself once more. No map on her, no phone on her to use as a GPS; it was just nothing. Her left hand cocked on her hip, with her right hand's slender fingers going through her hair in stress, as she let out another sigh. This was rather going to be a long night for her to try and get back to the academy. For now, she was just try to figure out a way to get there quicker; a cheap shortcut for her to use. Her mind started to ponder about, figuring out ways to get back in a quicker pace and a hastily matter, right before she would pass out. Maybe there were some alleys hanging around in some cornets she might use.

Just when Mira was still formulating some ideas, she stopped for a moment as she heard screams that were a little far, ringing into her head. She froze, as the terrors of yelling continued on about.  Great. Now I have TWO things to worry about. Although it wasn't much of her concern, as she would simply just ignore and move on, she needed to know what was going on. Those weren't yells of joy as far as Mira knows, unless it was some sort of American tradition. Call her rude, but as said before, she's new to the country. Knowing that she would need to get in her other form in order to find the scene, she then shifted into her Pegasus form, unfolding her large brown wings into the air. Just as she began to flap her wings she then took off, soaring high in the air and off to find the scene.

It was only mere short minutes right after Mira made it into the scene of the dark alleys. When she arrived, the screams have came to an end, as all the men were down, shivering and pale as if they saw an actual ghost in real life. Going back to her human form, she looked around the area as she tried to figure out the previous scene with all the yelling.  As she looked around, Mira's silver eyes spotted someone exiting out of the alley, as if they was completely unharmed and healthy.  They must have something to do with these men, right or wrong. It wouldn't hurt to find out. With a quick nod, she decided to follow the person right behind them as she picked up the pace with her gait's speed.

"Excuse me!" She then yelled from behind to the man in front of her, showing off natural her thick-ish British accent to tell she simply wasn't around this country. Her tone was filled with concern with mighty natural confidence written all over it. "It might be rude of me to make such possible erroneous speculations or so to especially to someone I have no knowledge of," She first started off with her use of vocabulary. "But, do you know what happened to those men back at the alley? I saw you just walking out of the scene, so I figured you must have some participation at the scene." She continued, crossing her arms as she patiently waits for the person's response.