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((It's a lame title name but it will do!))

In a populated city full of people of all kinds, poor, rich, young and old. Nice and kind, mean or cruel there was no one that was the same as the other. This large city was full of people that are only one of a kind, but. .. could there be more than just people that lived in a city. That was full of different people, maybe if there is, maybe there's not. Maybe if there was someone to take a closer look. They might find that this one of a kind city might be more different then any ordinary city.

As day turned into night and crowds of people soon began to lower down. The entire city was covered with the dark sky, with only a the light of the moon to glimmer on the city, so people that were walking through the night could actually see. The sound of echoing of footsteps running away could be heard in the alleys of the city. Who knew what that running noise of footsteps was coming from and who would even care who it was anyway?

As the sound of footsteps got louder and louder you could tell, in the alleys of the city there was someone running, a young women to be more precise. The young woman had a panicked look on her face, as she breathed heavily, while her legs moved like she was running for dear life. As the young women ran for life, two figures, human like figures ran right behind her chasing her out the alley and out into the empty streets. "You can't run forever Ir!" One of the human like figures that were chased her shouted at her.

Wickedness, and evil, wasent that the truth.Good, and pure, maybe true too.It was like this town would fit in any category.Poor, rich, lame, fun, boring, amusing.It was a little funny.
A young man walked down the dark streets.The moon was out alittle, and he sighed.I'm not sure which is more boring, hell.Or this.. he thought.The young man got his reddish brown bangs out of his eyes, and he looked around at the darkness with the one eye that he wasent blind in.All the man wanted was for something to do, was that so much to ask for!? But as he walked further, and further into the night, he began to hear faint footsteps that grew louder and louder.Closer and closer.He heard a man call out.What was going on..?

As the footsteps became louder and louder, the young man could probably bear the sound of a young women breaching heavily, like she was rubbing a marathon. The sound of the footsteps were coming in the mans direction. If he waited a little while longer he would see a young women with long, deep black thigh-length hair, with a single hair strand sticking out from the top. Her hair also has loose bangs covering her forehead and side bangs framing her face. With oddly colored red eyes, wearing a white blouse with light blue hemlines and a collar that covers the whole of her neck; there are also two straps that run across her collar bone right above her breasts. She also wears padded arms and whole length gloves, and a matching hat.

The girl seemed to be running for dear life as two human like figures seemed to be right on her tail. While, the girl was running for dear life, not paying attention to people that might in front of her. She accidently bumped into the mans shoulder slightly trying keep to run. After the bump she hesitated as she tripped over her own feet, and fell on her face.

Louder, and louder the footsteps became.Uneasy breathing filled the semi quiet night.Well, now it wasent quiet at all.After only seconds ticked by, Almost as if time slowed down, he saw the girl.Black hair, and red eyes.Then he saw the two humans.He felt the girl bump into him, then watched her fall.He wanted to ask if she was okay, but that didn't seem like a good time, considering the situation.His eyes made there way to the humans.

The girl that fell on the ground from bumping into the mans shoulder and tripping on her own feet, slowly got back up and looked over to see who she bumped into. The girl had a apologetic look on her face when she saw it was a person. "Oh, I'm sorry!" The girl said bowing her head and quickly lifting her head up. The girl quickly turned to run again, until a large sword that was stretched, in front of her blocked her path. "Stop being a coward and fight Ira, how can you be the symbol of rage if you run like a child!?" A womanly voice shouted in anger.

He watchd as she fell, but soon began to get up.Zack looked at the girl, UE looked her in the eyes and shrugged at her apology.As if to say no problem..I guess.He looked over at the other voice.To see who it was..

There was man and one women behind the two, the woman was wearing a black and white dress and brown boots over black thigh-high stockings with brown garters and the man was wearing a He wears a long black coat with a mask to disguise himself. The man held two large oddly shaped swords in his hands, so he was probably the one who threw the extended sword out the girl. The man stared at the two from below eyeing them. "Should we take this one out as well..?" Hee mumbled to the woman, "we don't want anyone else getting involved so kill him and throw his body in some trash can if you please.. but Ira is mine..." the women muttered and cracked her knuckles.

Zack looked at the man.A simple mask to hide his face.Wow! So original! Zack rolled his eyes at the two, before looking away.Though once sentence made him look back. so kill him and throw his body in some trash can. HA! What a laugh! Like that was going to happen anytime soon.I'd love to see you try...mortal. he thought.

The girl from before turned around to run off while the young woman who really wanted to fight her followed behind. "Where do you think you're going!?" The woman shouted as she took off to follow the the girl. After the two left, the only ones that were left were Zack anx the masked man, the stepped forward with both his weapons.

Zack watched as the two strangers ran off, leaving only him, and this strange masked man.Zack glance at the masked man."You just going to stand there and pose all day?" Zack asked.

The man cracked his neck "are you going to stand there and ask me idiotic questions?" The masked man asked getting into a strange attack position. It was a matter of seconds until the man moved from his current position and was close to Zack's side,with his weapon moving in a circular motion like he was aiming and attacking something. This guy was fast unusually fast for so called human, he was so fast it was like be was going in slow motion. The man stood a few feet behind Zack in a crouching position with one leg sticking out behind and one in front. The man stood up one man clean and on blade bloody. If Zack looked over to the left side of his shoulder he would a large gash in his shoulder. It would feel numb at first but it wouldn't be long until the pain really started kicking in.

Zack glanced at the man."Are you going to stop stalling?" He questioned.Before Zack even knew it, the man was at his side.Quick human.Zack looked at the man, his eyes trying to follow him.Next he knew, the man was in a position, like he had attacked.Zack couldn't feel his shoulder, but he felt his blood beginning to trickle down his arm.He looked down at his shoulder, seeing the gash, and all the blood.It began to sting, then burn, then hurt like ****! But- Zack smiled a tad."That the best move you got?" He asked, still looking at his shoulder.The man would witness something start to surround this man.It was a dark, black, Misty looking thing.Almost like a shadowy aura starting to surround him.This kan was not human.He looked at the man."Bring it lil'****er."

The masked man turned his body towards Zack and shrugged his shoulders, "if you wanted more I could cut you up into millions of torn up limbs if I wanted..." the man said. The man returned back into his attack position, ready to strike again. The man watched as a dark aura formed around his opponent, but he should no sign of weakness, since he would look like a fool if he should any sign of intimidation.

"And I could beat you until there was nothing but shattered bones, and puddles of blood" Zacks threatened.A shadow blade formed in his hand.Two hands.Two blades.This man didn't seem that he'd give up so soon..

Yeah he could of, but wasn't like this guy was gonna beat him bloody like that, not in a long run. The man pulled back his blades, when he pulled back his blades, the part uses as the main weapon, which was tge actual blade began to slowly turn into nothing but thin air. The man lunged at Zack with his blades held back, but hiw was he going to fight without any blades

Zack quickly dodged the mans attack, and firmly held his little shadow sword in his hands.He slashed it to the side of the man, and managed to get the mans back.

The man swooped tk Zack's side slicing his bladeless sword along like he was actually attacking something. As the man attacked Zack he felt something slash part of his back, causing him to loose his footing but he regained his footing back quickly so he wouldn't fall. If Zack looked he could feel cuts on his waist and shoulder, he wasn't the only one that was cut as well.

Zack didnt have to look to know he had been cut, he felt the blood and the burns.He was being stupid as of now.Bleeding so much, yet refusing to give in.Imbicle...He attacked The man again, this time catching the mans stomach.

The man turned around seeing that the stubborn guy was still trying to fight, ah... give it up already! The man quickly got back into his fighting position, blocking the man with his invisible blades. Until he made the mistake of leaving his stomach open while fighting, giving the outcome of the opponent of jabbing him in the stomach. As the shadow blade jabbed through the mans stomach, the masked man slowly began to slump over, until he lifted his head. He wasn't done yet... the man looked up at Zack and said "number 4 Hurricane. .." the man said quietly and turned into nothing but thin air. Was this a sign of giving up, if Zack looked he could see small cuts form around his body, like tiny knives. At first the wounds felt like noting until the cuts started to get worse and more deep than bbefore was he being cut by wind, how is that eve. possible?