Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as lovers can, you know
yeah we're feeling so good



Picking up things we shouldn't read
It looks like the end of history as we know
It's just the end of the world
Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as love, you could you can




Into a place, where thought's can bloom
Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon
And we know that it could be
And we know that it should
And you know that you feel it too

Coban Newman was walking down the alleyways when she saw a racoon searching in the trash cans. She strolled over to it and looked it in the eyes. It growled viciously and prepared to attack her. Wind whipped into the alleyway and she captured it in a sphere of air. "W-w-who's there?" She smirked and walked towards the voice, her hands constantly moving in front of her, keeping the racoon in the sphere. "It's ok. The only other mamals in this place are me and this here racoon with rabies." She appeared from around the corner and stopped walking. It was a scrawny kid! Not really worth her time. She compressed the air in the sphere and literally suffocated the racoon. The air disapated and she tossed it into the very trash cans it had been searching for food in minutes before. She dusted her hands and shoved her fingerless gloved hands into her long coat pockets. Coban's brown hair fluttered in the wind as she walked straight past the boy and stopped in mid stride. "Do I get a thank you or should I resurect that racoon?" Coban hadn't realised that she wore dark sunglasses until she took them off and rose an eyebrow at the boy, gloved hands on hips. Her coat was an onyx black as was her pants. Her shirt and lip gloss were dark red. She looked through cold brown eyes at him and frowned gently, the boy was almost as tall as her. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" Coban looked at him peircingly and realised he was only one year younger than her.

Coban picked the racoon back up and inflated it like a balloon. It coughed cutely and looked at the girl with gentle eyes. "Happy? It's gotten rid of the rabies too. So...what's your name? I'm Coban. Are you 13 by any chance?" Her eyes softened a little as she looked him up and down but then quickly looked away and let the racoon go back to digging in the bins. She scuffed her sneakers on the floor and saw a deflated basketball in one of the corners. Grinning she levitated it and inflated it. Coban dribbled the ball before passing it to the boy and raising her eyebrow again. "You wanna play around with it for a bit?" She looked at him indifferently and then smiled softly. This boy had blue hair...her favourite color! She looked at him again, but for longer. She looked away again and put a hand over her mouth. Clear nail polish shimmered on her neatly kept nails. Her eyes clouded over a bit as she remembered her mother. Coban had gotten news of her mother...but bad news. Her mother was now dead, had died from some long term illness.

She cleared her throat and turned away from the boy. Coban didn't want him to see her cry. Her mother had been a spitting image of Coban, but with blue eyes...not brown. She suddenly felt her eyes clear and she turned back. "Sorry about that. I got some bad news today." She just left it at that. Coban smiled and created a gust of wind and sent it to tickle the boys sides. "Nothing like laughter to cure sadness and fear. My real mother used that as her favourite saying." She disappated the air and felt a gentle breeze come through. She took out a bit of blue food coloring and poured it into the air. Surprisingly it didn't fall, but the breeze swirled around in the alley-way, the color of the sky.

Coban smiled and laughed as he commented on the colour of the breeze. She poured in green and red colouring too, but they didn't mix and remained seperate colours. Her smile grew larger as she made it go around Parker's waist. "See if you can touch it, Parker." She instructed gently. If he touched it...the food dye would just split in to a lot of strands of air, then re-join somewhere else. Coban grinned and took the ball back. She dribbled it and passed it back to the blue haired boy. "You wanna guess how old I am? I'm a little bit older than you...not by much though."

Coban smiled and laughed as Parker wiped his hand on his jeans. "You guessed it...I'm fourteen. It sucks though. Most guys steer clear of me because I wear dark clothing." She fiddled with the velcro pieces around her knees in her jeans and took the bottom of the pants off. (They are pants that can be transofrmed into three-quarter shorts.) She growled playfully and dove at the basketball. She then froze and pricked her ears, listening to the wind. 'You and the boy are in danger. There is a boy coming who wishes to hurt you...to get to Jeda Donias.' The wind whispered and she grew serious. "Do you trust me Parker? If you do, follow me, keep quiet and stay close." She gently took his hand in her smooth gloved one and half ran, half walked own the alleyway and turned a corner. There was an abandoned block of units. There was an outside, metal structure with ladders and stairs. Coban let go of Parker's hand for a bit to expertly get the ladder to come down. She climbed up and turned back to face Parker. "Hurry Parker! Hurry!" She urged and beckonned nervously. Her hand found his as she leaped up two flights of stairs and finally stopped, two storeys off the ground. She pulled Parker into a protective hug and wrapped her warm long coat around him. Coban pressed a pale finger to her lips and remained huddled in the corner as she heard the tinkling of glass.

Thomas Winters

The fourteen year old boy scuffed his sneakers on the side walk, thinking of ways to get to her. He stopped in midstride as he heard laughter and the sound of a ball bouncing. Thomas smirked maliciously as he laid eyes upon one of Jeda's friends, she was playing with a boy who had shocking blue hair. The blonde boy looked both ways before crossing the street and then looked into the alleyway again. Drat! The girl and the boy had vannished. He kicked a dustbin in frustration and then heard the soothing tinkle of shattered glass. He drew them out of the bin and moulded the shards into something similar to a long sword. He grinned a little in lunacy and hefted it showily onto his shoulder before turning into a corner and looking around. No one was on the ground. He ignored the outside entrance to the abandoned appartment and searched elsewhere in the place. "DAMN THEM! DAMN THEM ALL TO H*LL!" He cursed loudly and then looked elsewhere.

Coban hugged him closer and kissed him on the top of his blue hair. "He was my friend's ex boyfriend. He got so jealous one day that he tried to slit her throat. She still has the scar from it. He also threw a metal skewer into her shoulder. She had to rip the looped end through to the front. But it was cursed. So she now has to 'burn the scars shut.' if she doesn't her powers drain away for a month or two." She held him tighter and gently kissed him on the temple. "It'll be okay soon. I promise to let you meet Jeda." She enveloped him even more in the jacket and stroked his hair soothingly. Her neatly kept nails making swishing noises as they passed through the blue strands.

Kunai ^^

Coban felt him wriggle and looked over the edge of the platform, through the bars. "You don't mind flying do you? Coz you don't have a choice." She summoned a sphere of air and tugged him inside. She smiled reasuringly and hissed lightly as she felt something pierce her hand. She growled and saw the large glass shard in her left hand and ripped it out with her hands. Coban suddenly dropped them to the ground and walked out of the bubble. She made the sphere inpenitrable by smearing a blood red powder onto the sphere. Coban smiled but then turned around and whistled lowly. a large gust of wind came past and ruffled her coat feircely. She felt the wind give her a "fighting outfit" and she looked around. She felt glad as she found she had some kunai (small japanese throwing knives) and some shuriken (small japanese throwing stars). "SHOW YOURSELF THOMAS! I, COBAN THE SORCERESS OF THE WIND HAS COME TO FIGHT YOU!" Coban shouts, each hand grasping a kunai.



(Coban's outfit without the weird leather chest thingy ^^)

Thomas

He smirked and came out of the shadows, staring at the intimidating wind powered girl. "I hope you can fight as good as you look. I'll win easily though." He laughed and she seemed to think about a strategy. He sent shards of glass at the red air bubble and they shattered, not breaking through. "What is this magic?" He hadn't seen her smear the powder on the air bubble.

Coban shook her head at Parker and then caught the blonde boy in an air sphere. She then smeared the red powder over it and ran back to Parker's bubble. She grinned and licked her finger before sticking it and the rest of her body through. "Where do you wanna go? We can go get some ice-cream?" She asked and pointed at the ice-cream stand. She laughed suddenly, thinking of how the h*ll Thomas was gonna get out of the bubble. "The only one who can make those bubbles go away are me and any other elemental powered person." She explained as she floated them down and dispersed the bubble, colecting the red dust from it. Coban walked over to the stall and looked at the man. "One bubble gum please. What do you want Parker?" She smiled down at him and rose a teasing eyebrow.

Thomas Winters

Thomas slammed his fists into the inpenitrable bubble and roared in frustration. He sat down in the middle of it and began rapidly cursing her and her friends. He began to pace around in the confined space.

ooc: lol. -pokes Thomas's bubble-
Thomas: when I get outta here you'll be sorry! -starts banging on the bubble and shouting at creator-

OOC: -points and laughs at Thomas- Hahahaha!
Parker: Stop laughing at people!
Me: Oh yeah, right

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