The sky rumbled faintly as if someone's belly had been rumbling due to hunger before the clouds violently shifted colors in a quick rapid manner before settling back to its original state of gray gloom. Oh. The sky had been like that forever... ever since the rift been open. It seems to become just a normal thing that people simply don't bat a single eye anymore upon this odd pattern of weather.New York had become the center point of all madness as the binding of the parallel worlds seems to be the most normal thing, in this already chaos world. That been said, supernatural beings, creature beings, hyper cross over beings, and the many 'other' category of species seem to be the most normal thing upon the streets of New York. This been indicated previous, a bit of insight should be provided upon this paranormal sensation for the mass to understand the land.
It was roughly five years ago when this dramatic changed happen for the 'new era' of New York. That been said, the population of 'original' or 'native' species had finally risen back to pre-World War, correction, pre-biohazard war period. Though the atmosphere of Earth sadly still retained in a toxicity atmosphere even though it had become less condense. Human never returned back toward Earth, as Earth was considered as forbidden planet or somewhat regard as 'mythical danger planet' through the galaxy. Despite 2000 years had passed from the ruin period upon Earth, population upon the planet were still upon the lower count due to the nature of supernatural species. Only a few of the 'former' cities had finally sprung back into life. These cities include London, New York, Beijing, and Tokyo.
The 'new era' of New York was simply a blend of old ruin with new buildings that had the flair of Victorian style among it - feel free to blame the vampires as that group of species liked to stake the claim of 'oldest' crowd upon the land. It was also a city that built upon an island that seem far to say as simply an island. Once in a while, the grounds of New York seem to be alive, yet at times seem to be simply just an island. In truth, the island of New York was slap upon the rift of two worlds making the place half alive due to the energy of the rift seeping deep into the grounds.
The sky ramble again as the clouds seem to always simmer low upon the buildings again. Shadows of huge species seem to slowly roam through the city before disappearing among the clouds again. The sound of battle seem to be the most normal thing around the city, not to say dead bodies seem to be another normal scenery upon the rubbles of the streets.
It was just one of those days.
A human figure walked among this wired world. Correction. It should be stated as the only human that do walk upon this planet. A male figure that slowly paddle among the busy streets of New York, ruffling up his soft gray hair before stretching his slender limbs as he let his rumble suit slump back upon his figure. He yawned again as he walked efficiently away from the pavement avoiding the falling pieces from a nearby building. It was quite common in New York to stumble upon fallen building or mass destruction. After all, the rift between the two world was not that 'perfectly' in harmony. It also should be mention, battles upon the thrive to show power was another problem in this world, as species fought tooth to tooth with other species.
"Just another day...." The male faintly grumbled as turning around the corner before he was abruptly stopped by a large hand that intercepted his pathway. He slowly gazed up toward a 7-foot figure that had a huge eyeball spawning upon the top of its head that suddenly focus intensely upon him. "Seriously..." The male grumbled again as his mood just hit the pit bottom as the figure tried to block his way again as he turned his heels to roam away from a very forecastable result of the fight.
"You look so delicious, little.... being."
The sinister mechanic voice didn't alter nor frighten the male, instead, the male suddenly leaped upward using the building as support as he flicked his hand allowing a weapon formed into his hand before he made a motion of slicing down. Just as the male landed back down onto the ground the huge figure slowly collapses onto the ground before turning into a pile of dust.
"They just never learn," He muttered as he kept on walking while his weapon dissolved back into thin air. The male didn't stop until a few more blocks later as he walked into a glamour building.
'ID. Sir.' Once entered the building a machine voice spoke as an invisible force made all species unable to move forward.
Without much a word the male took out a badge and swiped upon a machine before he walked further in the building.
'Welcome back, Mister Kyro Kuros. The director is already waiting for you upon the top floor.'
The male - Kyro Kuros merely made a grunt sound as he waited impatiently for the elevator to appear while he ducked his head low. Kyro was really just in the mood to deal with 'brats' as he easily could tell a vampire stood behind him while a mutated elf stood beside him. He stood there tapping his feet gently upon the marble floor as he waited... waited.... waited.... until a large bang than rumble was heard and broken glass sound were made as if something flew out.
It was simply another day in the office for 'police enforcer' department of justice. Pathetic.
