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Apr. 18th, 2006


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i_cankill It looks normal... -open-

Go home...now. . Gladly, he would go home, he would run through the front door and get them out of a city that was under attack, but this just wasn’t… anywhere near home. He had left his father behind, to fight a battle without him, and the streets were in chaos, the path that would lead him to his destination overpowered with white fog. Not even he could make out what stood before him and soon enough he could rely on nothing but his senses, hoping that they would lead him…. somewhere.

Naturally it didn’t take a genius to see that he never did make his way to that door, the one which would take him straight to his family. That stubborn fog eventually vanished, but when that happened the familiar territory of Los Angeles was nowhere to be seen, as if it too had disappeared along with the substance that had once stood in his way.

If anyone knew about being thrown into an unfamiliar dimension it was Connor, after all, he had been raised in one of many. But this was different; this was no desert filled with demons. Cars flew past and pedestrians filled corners and café’s.

Blue eyes observed, tried to make sense of the current situation, a confusing situation. Underneath of him there was a sidewalk and to his back there was a building, all normal, but not where he wanted to be.

“Well this is just… great,” be muttered, throwing his head to the side to gaze curiously at an approaching male, who soon passed without a word.

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