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Who: The Spiritmon, [Open to heroes and hostiles]
What: Something foul is coming
When: December 013, 2010 [ten to midnight.]
Where: Tetha city streets.
It was misty tonight in the streets of Tetha, like something out of a horror story.
All that would be missing was an ear piercing scream.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
And there it was.
A shadow raced from rooftop to rooftop in the direction of the noise. Cold air sliced through his fur and jacket digging into his flesh and muscle fighting the flood of heat and adrenaline that came before a fight.
And there would be a fight. There was always a fight.
Christmas lights and lanterns strung up in the streets made for a bright and colorful, cheerful atmosphere out in the open, but cast shadows on the corners and alleys.
And from the darkness tragedy would come.
The Spiritmon dug his claws into the edge of a roof launching himself through the air to reach the next one. There was that precious moment of complete weightlessness where the world seemed to slow down and he asked himself, Will I make it in time?
What: Something foul is coming
When: December 013, 2010 [ten to midnight.]
Where: Tetha city streets.
It was misty tonight in the streets of Tetha, like something out of a horror story.
All that would be missing was an ear piercing scream.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
And there it was.
A shadow raced from rooftop to rooftop in the direction of the noise. Cold air sliced through his fur and jacket digging into his flesh and muscle fighting the flood of heat and adrenaline that came before a fight.
And there would be a fight. There was always a fight.
Christmas lights and lanterns strung up in the streets made for a bright and colorful, cheerful atmosphere out in the open, but cast shadows on the corners and alleys.
And from the darkness tragedy would come.
The Spiritmon dug his claws into the edge of a roof launching himself through the air to reach the next one. There was that precious moment of complete weightlessness where the world seemed to slow down and he asked himself, Will I make it in time?