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Now for the starter:

Isabella trudged down the side of the sidewalk, covered in icky mud that stuck to her skin like goo. Her eyes were dull and emotionless like nothing was in her mind. But there was. There was one question in her mind. And that question was, where am i? it was a question she needed to be answered if she could survive. She looked around at signs and buildings, her bandages that covered her brown and ucky. She then found a sign that said in big hole letters:

Blaise was walking down the street in his normal attire, black leather jacket, and a white T-shirt underneath it. As he was walking he sees Isabela, he walks decides to walk over to her. as he approached, he waved his hand, "Hi there."

Jess walked down the side, she had her bandana over her mouth, and her hoody on, she saw a man walk up to a girl, who looked muddy and about to collapse she stopped and leaned against a wall to observe what was happening

Isabella only looked at the man, she said nothing. He did yet beautiful eyes stared at him, peering at him like she was staring into his soul. "Hi." She finally spoke, her voice raspy and obviously sore.

Blaise saw that the girl was covered in mud, "Do you need any help?" He asked his normally hard stare seemed to soften a little bit. "If you want, I could try and give you directions on where you want to go, you do seem a bit lost."

Isabella only blinked at him, "No." She said flatly in a monotone voice. Her head throbbed and she felt like she was surrounded by a pool of mud. She felt big crawl through the mud and she shuddered. "I... I don't know where I want to go.." Her voice now was softy, more gentle, with emotion.

Blaise just stared at the girl, "If you do not know where you want to go, then why did you not just stayed home, or did something happen there?" Blaise asked the girl, his voice was a bit softer. Blaise then sensed the heat signature of someone else who seems to be hiding, he glanced over at the spot not seeing anyone. He looked back at the girl but would occasionally glance back over where he sensed the other person's heat signature.

"I.. Don't remember.." As she said those words, her eyes dulled once again and her voice went as if nothing mattered anymore. "It.. It doesn't matter.. I'm leaving now. Bye man." Isabella spoke and her eyes hardened, not from distance, but from forces to walk away with out a word. She wanted to ask the man of he could give her clothes, but she didn't need help. She needed nothing but her memories again.

Blaise looked at the girl, "If you need something I could conjure it for you, as long as it is something physical." He then thought for a moment, "Just so you know, my name is Blaise, also I am a bounty hunter so if you are looking for someone or something, I might be able to help you."

As he offered it was like her body was saying stuff before she could even process i t. "clothes." Isabella stated. If he noticed. She just had very long hair and she was only wearing bandages and a little bit gown that reached to her thighs.

Blaise nodded, he stretched his hand out to the side and flames started to form on his hands. The flames moved and solidified into a small rectangular shape. The fire soon dyed away revealing folded clothes that looked like her size, "Here you go, they should feel like they just came out of a dryer." Blaise said as he handed the girl the folded up clothes.

Isabella gladly took them and nodded a thank you. As she turned to walk away, she looked over her shoulder. "I'm 18." That's all she remembered about herself. Not her name. Nothing. Just her damn age. She looked away from him and kept on walking, her eyes narrowing and making sure no mud got in the new clothes.

((I will be going to bed soon.))

Blaise watched the girl leave, he then thought, '18 seems more like her age then a name, Maybe she could not remember her name. She did seem to have a rough time.' He shrugged, "I am 17 just so you know." He said to the girl as he turned around and started to walk away.

((okay! Goodnight!))

Isabelle walked away until some could only hear the cars in the streets and busy night of the cut and towns. Her head was aching and her eyes were sore and dark under her circles. She yawned and found a alley, smiling under the cover from the sky if i t rains and sleeps under the stairs of a building.

She has slowly been following them the whole time, something about this girl mad her feel off, she sensed it, but she didn’t know what it was

*matt rides in the back of his armored truck with the word "F.E.T.U." which means federal emergency tactical unit printed on both sides of the truck*

She turned seeing a truck, she wondered what was happening too need one of those big ass trucks

*the lights on the truck flash as matt and 5 other well armed squad members get out of the truck matt hands Jessica $200* matt:you saw nothing *matt then catches up with his group and the truck drives off*

“What..the hell..? Well free 200 bucks so I’m good..” she said happily, but she decided to follow the truck, she got on her black low ride Harley and took off after it

*the truck stops at a building a few blocks away and not long after matt and his crew come out with a man cuffed and they put him in the truck the rest of them get in and the truck takes off again*