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Sunset drove like a madwoman down the streets of New York City. She didn’t know what to expect when she got here, and she’d heard rumors of various things: monsters and mutants roaming the streets, masked vigilantes dishing out justice in Harlem and Hell’s Kitchen, sorcerers hiding in plain sight… She’d even heard tale of Ninjas. Of course she thought it was all made up. At least the threat that was following her was real.

She had told herself, ‘Don’t interfere, just turn around and walk away…’ but even after all she had been through, she was still better then that. And that’s how she’d ended up with… Six? She had to guess, six of theses guys that called themselves “The Purple Dragons” after her for trying to help that girl. She swore loudly as she heard the sound of gunshots ring out behind her, and she ducked instinctively. 

One more shot rang out and her bike swung uncontrollably as she desperately tried to pull into an empty alleyway, but her bike was moving too fast and she ran head first into a dumpster. Groaning, she looked up to see headlights pull in behind her and moved to get up, but a jolt of dizziness swam through her and she collapsed to the ground, unable to her the words being spoken to her. All that went through her mind was, ‘Well… Shit.’