Strolling down a dimly lit street i took in the sweet, sweet silence.

My acute hearing caught footsteps ahead. My hands began to itch in anticipation though i knew there was no way in hell anyone could find me here. A silhouett appeared in the distance. As they came closer i made out a woman with long, dark hair, a work suit and a purse.

I lowered my head. Slipping my hands into the jacket pocnets.

The woman squinted over examining me cautiously as we passed. Luckily she was on the opposite side of the road. She couldn’t see the growing burn marks on my jacket. The hunger for blood causing a nearly uncontrollable surge of power to flare through my hands.

I closed my eyes, taking in a breath of crisp night air. I caught the sent of jasmine sending a memory to appear in my minds eye.

I spun around. Blue light spilling across the area around me as two swords appeared. The Federal agent’s eyes widened in recognition and fear before turning and running off.

She wasn’t messing this up for me.

I followed as she darted to the left. Swiftly gaining and shoved her into an alley.