The sound of many footsteps echoed around on of the streets as a mob of angry supernaturals chased a girl who ran ahead, her features covered b a tattered old cloak, her odd wings barley visible under it as they folded tight against her back, The girl known as Rachel held stolen Items in her arms as she ran though it was mainly only food and other things she needed to live in this hellish place that she she couldn't escape.
She looked over her shoulder at one point to see the angry people gaining on her, looking ahead again to try and pick up her pace without exposing who or what she was, no doubt people would just hate her like the Angels and Demons do. Rachel blindly ran around a corner and ran down a street that entered the slums of the city and was about to make her escape until she crashed right into someone, dropping some of her stolen goods and almost falling back though managed to catch her self as she growled, keeping her head down and faced covered her eyes flicking to another man who had spoken to the one that she crashed into
"Damn people, don't know how to get out of the way, move it before I make you" She quickly gathered the dropped items and looked behind her quickly to see the mob still hot on her tail as she prepared to set off again


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