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Created by sin and evil. Made to fight and take over,play and hurt. That is all I am hear to do. I am I prototype experiment named Y-567. I prefer to be called Sonya Stryfe. I was created by humans to kill enemies in war. I do what I am programmed to do,and nothing more. I dislike my job,playing people...then killing them. Disappointing,is it not? As a mere experiment...it may seem silly.

A female with long black hair and yellow irises,walked the streets of a small town. She stuck out like a tiger in a wolf back. She wore short black shorts and a white tank top. It was obvious she could tempt any male or female into doing what she wants. She had two guns to the side of her hips and Her hands in her back pockets. She heard a screaching sound coming down the street and saw a car going out of control. With an amazing sight,she took her guns out and shot at the car. Instead of bullets just shooting the driver,there were black crow figures that circled around and saved the seemed to be,drunken driver.

She smiled and continued walking,her high-heels clacking againts the pavement. She finnaly came upon a yellow and black motorcycle. She quickly hops on and smirked. "Hm...another average day."

Angel was leaning against a shop wall, people surrounded him as they looked at his arrow tattoo. Everytime it'd change colour they would 'Aw' in amazement. His head phones were playing 'Good Feeling by Flo Rida'. That's were he saw her, she was stunning "wow" He said under breath and bolted through the crowd.

His light green eyes fixed on her as she walked his direction, though her stunning figure and lively personality caught his eye a sound of a clicking noise caught his attention, but before he could react he caught an arrow in the shoulder "Hunters!" he fell to his knee. "Dammit! Caught me off guard" the clicking noise filled his ear again but this time he was able to evade the arrow, blood dripped from the wound "NOW IS THE TIME YOU COME FOR ME, OF ALL TIMES!?" he yelled, he was clearly annoyed

Sonya turned her head as she started her motorcycle and turned it towards him. She sped up and jumped the bike over him as she jumped and it turned into a blade with Japanese symbols that said,'The speed of my blade is more deadlier then my looks' and the hilt was black and yellow. It was like a ninja sword but way better. She looked at the hurt male and smiled. "You ok there?" Her voice had a cocky tone but was still seductive.

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Blake comes running outside wearing a heavy denim shirt, jeans, and a leather smock. All covered in slag burns. "Nobody attacks anyone in front of my store dammit!" After yelling this he pulls out a short sword that quickly goes from it usual color to a glowing red and the air in front of him wavers like the air in a desert. He looks over to the guy that was standing against his shop. "You okay by the way guy? That looked nasty. Hell, I can't have something scaring away the guy helping my business." He says with a grin. Then he looks over at the woman beside him, his eyebrows raising as he asks, "Wow. She with you?"

Sonya quickly interupted and crossed her arms. She threw the blade in the street,it turning back into a black and yellow motorcycle,and her crossing her arms. "I'm with myself and no one else." She was a sassy little thing but oh well.

Blake looks at the blade/motorcycle then back to her a bit dumbfounded. "I've seen some strange things but that's new."

He shakes his head to focus. "Okay, what in the name of all that is divine attacked you? " He says gesturing to the other male and looking around.