Footsteps. Left. Right. Left. Right. Jump. A maddening sprinting pace. Heavy breathing. Her hair fluttering in the wind, as if it was some sort of trail of her movement. She clenched her fists, as she felt fire in her lungs. She was getting short of breath. And the demonic smorgasbord was at its peak, only to recede soon after. A plague who looked like the lovechild of The Birds and a B movie had unfolded in London. The city she had taken residence in.

Nya bit her lip. How come she was going to be the last one to arrive! Foreigner girls would surely laugh at her uselessness! It was then when she noticed the general presence of the other girls. Yes, she was late to the action. Clenching her tiny fists, she inhaled one last time.

"I'm SO SORRY! I'm late!" She said to the assorted members, in case they were very strict types. "Birds...damned...outta nowhere...gotta...breath. Bugger." Nya knelt firmly on her knees in her transformed state. The faint smell of chocolate came into her nostrils, as well as she took a general outlook of the other girl faces. 

"Name's...Nya... the Taboo..." She voiced as high as she could after the frantic sprint. "Nice to meet ya! I hope we can all help eachother...say, can I take one?" Nya added, pointing at the confections one girl had brought, funnily enough.