City to City

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Ivy's P.O.V

BANG

BOOM

BOP

BANG

"Ugh" I grumble as I lift myself up. I'm currently on top of a skyscraper in some city.

"Hey! Who are you!?" Someone yells.

Shit.

"Umm..." I say as I stare at them. "No one?" It came out as more of a question than anything. I look more closely.

Damn, it's a cop. Time to fly.

"As much as I'd love to stand around and chat, I've got somewhere to be so..." I pause, stretching out my wings.

"What the hell!?" The cop drops the gun he had been pointing at me. A grin makes it's way to my face as I silently fall backwards off the tall building.

"See ya!" I say whilst saluting to the poor guy.

Probably scared the shit outta him.

Just before I hit the ground I spread my wings and begin to soar upwards until I'm flying high above the many skyscrapers and the stunned cop.

***a few hours later***

Hmm, where will I end up by tomorrow? I wonder as I fly over the beautifully lit up cities below me.

grrroooowwlllll

Damn, I'm hungry.

I begin to fly closer to the ground to look for a good place to eat and rest. I spot an alley between two restaurants and decide to land there. After my wings are comfortably tucked away I peek around the corner.

Phew. No one noticed me.

I walk around for a bit, then I see it. A guy, probably in his early twenties, about to steal an old lady's purse.

Doesn't matter where. There will always be someone like him.

A smile plays on my lips as I plan out what I'm going to do.

He gets closer to her before he reaches his hand out, snatching the lady's bag and dashing in my direction.

I smirk as he gets closer and closer to me.

"Hey buddy!" I say cheerfully when he's a few feet away.

he looks at me for a second with a confused expression.

"Move out of the way you dumb Bitch!" He yells.

"Well now, that's very unkind." I say as I swiftly move my foot out in front of him causing him to trip and fall. He tries to lift himself up again but I kick him back onto the concrete then crouch down beside him.

"What the hell!? Get off of me!" He yells as he continues to try and get up.

"You know," I start in a calm voice. "Calling me a 'bitch' probably wasn't all that smart. Stand up."

I remove my foot from his back and stand up, watching his every move. He pushes himself off of the ground and turns to face me. By now a crowd has gathered around us, the old lady, standing closer than everyone else, was staring at me intensely.

"Who the hell do you think you are!?" The guy yells again.

"Ugh, you're giving me a headache. Shut the hell up will ya?" I say glaring at him.

Does he not realize I'm only a foot away from him!?

I take the hair tie that's around my wrist and pull my long hair into a tight pony tail.

"Ok, so, would you please be so kind as to give the nice lady her purse back?" I ask in a relaxed voice.

"What the hell's wrong with you!?" The man yells, then he does the expected and pulls out a knife.

*sigh*

"There's a lot wrong with me. But, that's not the problem here." I say then point to the flower designed purse in his hand. "Now, this is a warning. Give the lady her purse back."

"What the hell are you going to do, huh?" He asks, standing up straighter with a smirk on his face.

Under his dark shades and black hat, you can tell he's a looker. The type of guy that had all the girls during high school but fell outta the populars group after graduation.

This is going to be easy.

I looked over at the old lady.

"Ma'am, I warned him." I said, her face looked completely puzzled. I turned back to look at the man, an evil smile playing on my lips. "Lets see what you got." I stepped closer to him and his smirk wavered a little.

"What? Back the fuck up or I'll cut you!" He yelled holding the knife up higher and closer to me.

"Mistake number one, you're holding it wrong." I say as I take another step closer. "Mistake number two, you're holding it too close to the enemy without having any grip on it." I lift my leg up, swiftly kicking the knife out of his hand.

"Wha..." He starts, his eye's following the knife as it flies to the middle of the street. My smile grows wider.

"Mistake number three," I begin again, quickly moving over to him and punching him square in the nose. "you looked away." I finish just before he fell to the ground.

"Next time don't underestimate your challenger." I whisper in his ear before I give the finishing blow to the side of his head, knocking him out. I grab the purse then take the wallet out of his back pocket.

"Here you go ma'am." I say walking over to the shocked old lady. Some of the people that had gathered were clapping, some were over with the man making sure he wasn't dead, some were holding cameras and looked completely thrilled that they had witnessed this.

"Thank you dear." She said, whilst taking the purse. I smiled gently. Then came the sirens. My face drops at the familiar un-welcomed sound.

"Goodbye." I said, after shoving the wallet into my pocket I stretch my wings out, everyone around me moving away either gasping or screaming. I looked up at the old lady. Shocked by what I see. She wasn't terrified. Shocked. Gasping. She was smiling. This woman was smiling at me. And to be honest, it scared me.

"Goodbye." She said kindly, turning and walking away.

"Freeze!" A cop yells. I quickly snap out of my confused state, turning to look at the cop who had yelled, he looked unsure of what to do.

"Wait!" Someone yelled at me. I looked over to see who had called to me, it was a girl. She looked around my age and had long blackish hair that also looked blue. Her eye's a beautiful blue. She looked shocked. Surprised. Happy. Scared.

I smile kindly and waved at her before kicking myself off the ground and soaring into the sky again.

gggrrooowwwwwllll

Damn it, I forgot to get food. least I have money now. Guess I'll get something in the next town over.

That lady, she smiled...why the hell did she smile!?

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