Gravity (open)

[UrbanDemon]

The weather was dark and rainy as I stepped of the boat that just arrived in New York. The large boat hit the docks and people were starting to walk towards the exit to leave the boat. Outside were a large group of men dressed in black, they were waiting on a certain person that was on the boat and they wanted that person dead. The one they waited for was not the Urban Demon that was also on board. They wanted a man named Max, Max had intel on the Mafia there and they wanted him dead and he had no were to run today. At least that's what they would think it will go.

In corner of the ship, a young boy got up to his feet. Red eyes revealed as they looked around. As he stepped out of the shadows you could see no emotion on his face except for the anger in his eyes. He was wearing a sweatpants and a black tank top. Long blond hair that was cut into a spiky way was dancing on his head because of the wind. And then as he heard yelling outside of the boat a grin would appear on his face. He was at the next stage of his life and he was here to bring chaos to this fucked up world. Who was he you may ask? It was a boy called "The Urban Demon"  And he was me!

I came all the way from The Netherlands and after I cleared all there big time hot shots I came here on the bigger stage. This area must be controlled by a large group of gangsters and they will fall one day. As I picked up my bag and walked off the ship I saw all the men standing there and in front of him the man called Max who was now about to die, at least if it was up to those men in black suits. They ordered  everybody to keep on moving so they would be all alone with this Max. As one approached me and kinda pushed me to keep moving I just locked my eyes on him and smiled. Was it smart to get into a fight with the ones controlling this area on the first day? But then again when did I ever think that smart.

" You all gonna gang up on 1? How about we make it 2 vs you all? "

Before they could reply I smashed my bag against the man sending him tumbling back. A grin was up on my face and I looked at the rest who kinda were in shock that I made such a foolish mistake. Even this Max didn't know what just happened and He started running to get away. They let him slide as they all turned towards me with anger in there faces.

" Who is this kid and why did he ask to die! "

One of the gangsters shouted, They all came rushing at me as they were all low level gangster they had to guns or anything. Soon I felt a fist clash with my face, and one with my stomach and a stick crash upon my upper back. They came at me with all they had right from the start. As I stumbled to the side blood would drip from my lip already. I felt home already, pain was just something you could erase and there for i didn't feel it. As I rolled forwards I grabbed a brick that was on the ground in front of me and as I leaped up with the motion I smashed the brick and break it against one of the gangsters his head, splitting it open and they all saw there friend or whatever die and chocking in his own blood. This would just anger them more and they came in wth a full barrage of stick attacks baseball bats as they hit me hard and good. Would this be my end. In the meanwhile I could get some attacks in but would be returned with multiple other strikes.

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"Individually the poor are not too tempting to thieves, for obvious reasons.
Mug a banker and you might score a wallet containing a month's rent.
Mug a janitor and you will be lucky to get away
with bus fare to flee the crime scene."
--- Barbara Ehrenreich

The weather wasn't the most ideal for thievery. There were many aspects no longer within ones favor should things tend to turn sour. If anything the weather made it all the more a liability, but Kureha was the kind of girl that loved a challenge. Besides it wouldn't be the first time she had done a job in the rain but nevertheless it didn't take away the possibilities. Now what was a girl like her doing on the docks of New York? Looking for a little trouble maybe? Well not exactly despite her not looking for it she usually always found it, but when you place yourself in situations where the possibility is high what could one expect to come from it. Seems Kureha hadn't quite learned her lesson from before. Or maybe she somewhat had and was attempting to take control? Who knows. There were many different mafia's and gangs in the great city of New York. Some bigger than others. But no matter big or small if they had something Kureha wanted she was going to make an attempt to go for it; usually. Then again maybe the beauty liked to stir up a little bit of drama for the entertainment value. Nevertheless Kureha had made her way to one of the shipping docks in New York only to find an unusual amount of men there. Men in black that is.

She had scouted the place previously and there was never this much security, not that she couldn't handle it but it was an unexpected scenario. What she was looking for was in a crate in one of the warehouses there. So she slinked about staying to the shadows as much as possible. She knocked out a few guards on the way through before finding her way on top of one of the big storage containers. She remained in a low crouch much like a cat. Funny her attire was that of Catwoman. Hey the girl like to dress up so why the hell not. Besides she made it herself. Her head tilted to the side as her green hues hid behind the red tinted goggles while she watched a ship dock. She was a small distance away but enough to get a fairly good look from her vantage point. Most of the men seemed to be conjugated there which all the most intrigued her. Was there something special on that ship? Something very valuable maybe? Her mind danced with thoughts. Eyes twinkling with mischievous intent and wonderment. 

~Hmm decisions decisions~

The rain continued as Kureha silently moved to another shipping container. She heard the shouting and perked up. Seems they began brawling with someone that emerged from the ship.

~Well no need to create a distraction then.~

Maybe a cruel thought but it really wasn't her problem now was it. What was in it for her to stop it? Suddenly the sound of heavy footfalls against the wet ground could be heard coming her way. Instinctively she crouched a little lower until the running seemed to stop and a heavy thud hit the metal container. Kureha could hear panted breaths which caused her to creep over and peer down to see who it was. Well now it was the one that ran away, though not that Kureha had paid attention to have known that but the fear that was spilling off this individual said a lot. She had a little time to play around. Again her head tilted to the right as she smiled speaking down to the individual.

"Nice night for a run no?"