Brooklyn - Downtown
Fuck, it's cold. Haylee thought as she hugged herself in an attempt of protecting her body from the cold. It was already past curfew and the streets were empty, save from the cats and animals that used the night to survive. The night was rather peaceful today, which was rare. Emerald eyes turned up towards the dark sky, not taking too long to spot a black dot flying around, said eyes gleamed for a short moment and soon the dot began to descend towards the earth. The raven landed on the woman's right shoulder, with its black eyes locked onto the green ones.
"I see. Thank you." And with what seemed to be a nod, the bird took off. Silently, Haylee sprinted towards a dark alley and hid herself behind a big trash bin, waiting for what was about to come. Soon enough, what the raven had said appeared to be true; police cars passed in a set of red and blue flashlights, with a few foot soldiers right behind. She changed her position to be able to see more, but ended up accidentally hitting the trash bin with her elbow, the metal plate that was on it dropping to the floor in a loud echoed
clank. She froze. Subconsciously, her breathing stopped, now only the sound of the beating of her heart reaching her ears. Not after too long, the sound of two, no,
four, feet joined her heart.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. She was
fucked.
Haylee tightly closed her eyes as she listened to the sound of boots hitting the floor slowly approached.
The curiosity killed the cat. The voice of an old man said inside her mind.
Yeah yeah, I know that. Fuck you, Steve. You might be dead but I don't wanna be the next. She replied to her own mind before letting it roam free towards the world outside her head, searching for the nearest soon-to-be allies.
There. And then she sent the call.
"Lay down on the floor and put your hands on your head.
Now." Said a growling voice right next to her, the cold barrel of a gun on her right temple. Slowly, she put her hands on her head and lay down on the ground. She heard the other cop talking on the radio, saying something about a normal that doesn't know the time to go to bed.
Oh, you have no idea. She thought with a mental grin. The sound of claws against the ground almost went unnoticed as the cop of the radio picked the handcuffs and went to sit on the girl's back. Slightly turning her head, she locked her gleaming eyes on the three cats and one big dog hidden on the shadows of the alley.
"You know good sir, it's kinda rude to sit on a lady's back without her consent." The cop hissed an angry
shut up as he brought her hands off her head and towards her back. "Just saying, it's never too late to teach good manners. I always have my
pets so well
trained." She turned her head just enough to meet the cop's eyes, just in time to see they widen as he realizes what the gleam on her eyes meant.
"FUCK! ROGERS, STAND BACK! SHE'S A UN --" The soldier sitting on her didn't have time to finish his sentence since his partner was already struggling with a dog on his neck. Before he could do anything more besides opening and closing his mouth as a fish, the three cats were already on him, biting and scratching at his face. With little effort, Haylee got on her feet and watched the scene play before her, a smirk growing on her face. The cop with the dog was already agonizing on the ground, blood pouring from his throat as every second passed; the cop with the cats was more lucky, since he was already dead. She kneeled before the agonizing body and reached towards it, searching for the knife they usually keep. The red head shooed the dog away and cut the man's throat, making more quantity of blood pour from the wider gash. She waited for the body to stop twitching every second now and then to definitely shoo the animals away.
"---intuation with the Normal, sold ---" Haylee stepped on the radio, silencing it eternally. With a curse, she got on the fire-escape, going up towards the roof of the building. She spotted the same raven as before on the sky and called for it, all while running to the other side of the building. "I need you to stay with me, they'll be sending reinforcements. Patrol the sky, cry if you can see or hear the police. Got it?" With a nod, the raven took off again, staying in the sky but not out of Haylee's vision range.
Haylee went back to the ground after hearing the sound of helicopter's blades, choosing to run on the shadows of the buildings. She almost ran past an alleyway, but stopped when her boots stepped on what seemed to be a pool of something liquid. Frowning, she turned, just to find two strangers, and bodies, a
lot of bodies, right in front of her. Putting two plus two together, her brows rose in realization.
"Oh, so you are the ones they were after. Damn, you did quite a number on them." The raven on the sky gave a loud cry, making the woman frown. "But I'm afraid cordiality will have to wait, since we'll soon have company if we do not move our asses." With a gleam of her eyes, two cats got out of the shadows. "You two, stay with me. I want you to be my eyes and ears here on ground level. And if anything,
attack. Understood?" The cats nodded. Her scowl deepened as the raven cried once again, and the helicopter's blade got louder.