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About time to head 'home'. Athena hoisted her backpack and slung it over her shoulders, then walked away. Today was relatively boring actually, but at least she got a good supply.

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Ace gather up his supplies and went to an abandoned small shack he went for a rest there

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Athena took the stairs three at a time to the top of an abandoned skyscraper. Reaching the roof, she took off her hoodie, tying it securely around her waist. Her wings were now exposed, and she stretched them luxuriously, easing out all the stiffness from having to hide them all day. No one knew about them, not even Kendo.

Taking a running leap, she beat her wings down hard, feeling the wonderful freedom of soaring high above the city. Where the government couldn't reach her. She could fly away and never come back, a thought which she had contemplated many times. What was it that kept her here? The urge to settle scores with the government? To help all these poor people? She knew that if anyone found out about her wings, she was dead. The government would take her, try and cut her wings off to graft them onto someone else. So why stay? When she could be somewhere else, free of all those burdens, free to be who she was?

A old, abandoned, broken down office building. Nothing significant, just rubble and trash. The police skipped over it easily, it was extremely hard to navigate by foot, and no one was there anyways. Or so they thought. Athena carefully lowered herself through a hole in the roof, just barely large enough for her to fit through. She would have to find a new access point soon, her wings were going to grow too large. Landing neatly on a soft mattress, she walked over to a large pile of rubble.

Pushing a few pieces of scrap metal and a large sheet of lightweight metal with debris glued on aside, she revealed a hole going straight down. Nothing fancy, no fingerprint scans, no face recognition, just a hole. Climbing down, she moved the metal back over the hole, the debris she'd stuck on top blending in perfectly with the rest of the mess. Of course, it was crude, and could be easily found if you were smart enough. So she had a second trick in place.

The tunnel twisted and turn and looped back on itself, with dead ends and fake doors everywhere. It was, all in all, one of the craziest mazes ever. Athena had been working on it for a few years now, and was still modifying it. There were heat emitters all over the place, some could move around. That would throw any normal trackers off. The real door was made of heat blocking metal, so it hid her body heat. It was the perfect security system, or at least the best she could get or make.

Slipping through the door, she locked it securely behind her, then dumped her day's load onto the floor. It was a small space, underground, no less, but she'd tried to make it as much like home as possible. There wasn't any evidence or personal items, not that she had any. Everything was easily moved, so she could leave quickly in case of an emergency. She had decorated it sparsely with some knickknacks she'd swiped from people, and some crafts she'd made herself. It definitely wouldn't win any awards for best home of the year, but it did its job. And that was all she asked for.

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Ayran was just fighting a thug in the abdandoned small shack when he heard someone else come in.

He thought it was one of this guys lackeys, "There's more? Damn, well lets make this quick shall we."

Not even looking at the person that came in.

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Ace quickly dodge the person "what the hell?" Ace quickly uses his fire power "Why do you attack me!?"

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Kendo noticed a small shack. He made his way over, his lazy smirk not fading. He quietly placed a hand on the door. Frost started to run over the door. Soon, it froze over. with a slight tap, the frozen door shattered to pieces. Kendo peered in, glancing around the room. He deemed it was safe. Only two people were there, anyways. He entered, with a wave. He looked harmless enough.

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Ace saw someone breaking the door by shattering it "ENOUGH!!!" Ace uses create a huge fireball and smackes it to the two people pushing them outside the shack

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The fire dissipated the moment it came near Kendo. With a wry smile, he waved.

"Now, that wasn't very nice of you, stranger."

With a wave of his hands, frost and ice started to run over the ground. Ice started to form around Ace's ankles, as Kendo stood there, calmly, a smile on his face as the chill worsened.

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Ayran was suddenly shook out of his bloodied daze from earlier,

'Why.. Why is Ace fighting against Kendo, which is a fight he def can't win..?'

Ayran just moved back, not wanting to play with them, while shooting a questioning glace at the fireboy.

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"CAN I JUST REST PEOPLES!!!!!!!!!!!"

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"Hey, you're the one who attacked me. I just came in to say Hello. You tried to roast me like a trussed pig. Kind of your fault. I didn't even do anything."

Kendo calmly said this, his hands behind his back, a warm smile on his face.

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He saw a definite conflict among them

Chrono uses his portals to get near on the specific conflict

"Watcha Doin Here?"

'Well, that hit deep'

Ayran sighing over the fact that his plan was ruined, he rushed over to the fight, and dragged Ace by the back of his collar, waving goodbye to Kendo, and just few away to a distant buildings roof top.

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Ace took a deep breath again before leaving the shack and went away

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Kendo calmly walked away, ignoring Chrono. He continued on his walk, whistling the same jolly tune. He flipped a stick of ice in his hands as he walked. The sun was setting. It was... beautiful. Between all the fighting, blood and snow in his previous location, it was nice to see the sun set.

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Meanwhile, Athena was sorting through her haul of the day. Some med-kits, some food, a couple pillows, and a nice gun. Not that she needed the gun, she already had a better one. She would sell it tomorrow. Or maybe today, there was still a good half of the day left. She might as well head out again, there was no way she was surviving half a day underground.

Speeding through the maze of tunnels and out the hole, she sped up to the half broken balcony and leapt off, letting herself enjoy a few precious moments of freefall before beating her wings and soaring. She flew over the city, higher than anyone apart from other hawk/human hybrids could see. But she was the only hawk/human hybrid that she knew of. And she knew pretty much everyone and everything around here.

She heard a commotion coming from the old shack. Sounded like Kendo. Not important, unless it escalated, something to keep an eye on. For now, she just wanted to sell her wares. Finding a safe area, she swooped into the shadows of a tree. Quickly tucking her wings in and pulling her hoodie on, she glanced around to make sure no one had seen, and sat down on a street corner with the gun and some food laid out in front of her.

Of course, some people tried to steal them. No such luck. She gave away from food to desperate people, and sold the rest along with the gun for a fair price. She may be a thief, but not a scammer.

After the last apple was gone, she stood up and wandered around, no particular destination in mind. She occasionally swiped some things, and had an enraged shop owner on her tail for a while. She watched some duels, made some crafts, listened to some Lady in Red stories.

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Ayran sat on the roof top at the only skyrise building that hasn't collapsed yet, and started at the sunset.

It was beautiful, if only the people here was as beautiful as this sunset.

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Ace start finding another place to rest

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As he was ignores by the authority

he left feeling a bit embarrassed for approaching them

as he was going to the portals , the portals corrupts itself

affecting any surface it's touched

"Not This Again!?? I Hate Fixing This Glitch"

he whistled as he walked along the roads. He was an easy target for any sharpshooters hiding in the buildings, or any assassins hiding in the shadow. He didn't seem too worried, as he untied his hair, letting his hair loose from the ponytail. He absentmindedly fiddled with the zipper of his jacket, frost creeping onto the metal of the zipper.

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