Barton Street Jail - 1:06am - Akira Tanaka
Akira cocked her head side ways as she studied the young woman. The information that they had gotten from the police had been very little since the girl had no ID on her and they were going to run her finger prints though the data base to see if she had a prior record or if she turned up as a missing child.
She didn't like working with so little information. She smoothed the edges of her blazer as she stared thoughtfully at the girl. Her Jade green eyes appraised the youth. "You might be in shock." Akira replied as she handed the girl a blanket. "My name is agent Tanaka. She replied to the girl as she pulled out her ID and flashed the girl her credentials.
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"As my partner says we are here to escort you from this building but there are conditions. You are not free to go back out on the street to steal more cars. If you agree to go with us you will be relocated to a new residence here in this city. We are agents of the government but the program we are affiliated with is one where we help persons that have unusual gifts. If you agree to leave you will be given your own apartment area and we will teach you how to deal with your new found abilities and put them to good use. This also includes a yearly salary as well as schooling." She calmly explained to the girl. "I assure you its safer than living on the streets and the pay is better or comparable to what you are currently making boosting cars. If you refuse we turn around they finish processing you and you will be going to Juvenile hall or potentially be processed as an adult since you seem to be around the age of sixteen or seventeen by my observations. The have been cracking down on youths that hide behind the minors act to commit crimes."
Enroute to Headquarters - 1:19 am - Demona's panic in the truck
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Green eyes flinched and widened as her body changed. White fur coursed over her body and her labored body rose to the fight or flight system. Everything in Demona's being screamed flee and that was exactly what she planned on doing. Her fear became rage and she howled anger at the confines of the transport vehicle.
The girl was smaller than anyone had anticipated, much smaller. Her mind went blank as Demona looked over her new form trying to fathom what was happening to her. She knew this was what she was, yet at the same time disbelief had flitted through her mind. She noticed the man and took a deep breath of its scent. He was a potential threat and she advanced on the man and growled venomously at him. He had blocked her path as she slammed her small white body into the van trying desperately to escape from the confines of the vehicles. A growl of frustration escaped her voice as green eyes flitted over the entire vehicle looking for a way out.
The mans words seeped into her mind, that it was her father and not her mother. Demona shook her head, "no" and scratched at the wall trying to find any weakness to escape. This was not happening and this had to be one bad brownie trip.