Unknown POV
Somewhere in London...
The streets just aren't safe here anymore. I walk in the daylight only, usually. Today though, I need to get to my besties house. She has been freaking out. I know it will take a long time to talk out her worries, but She seems very scared of something. I just don't know what or why.
I look at my hands as I walk, seeing the knives I have knowing that I am ready to try and defend myself. Around here the supernatural are known, because they are in charge. They rule this roost and I hate that they do. I look around me making sure that the fifteen minute walk to my friend's house doesn't wind up being my undoing.
It takes me all of five minutes to find out that this was a mistake. I hear the footsteps following me down the alley. I should have known better. There are at least three distinct sets of footsteps behind me. Shit. I need to stay calm, I've heard that if we stay calm they won't kill us.
I take a deep breath and keep walking, not letting on tha
