What does the Future Hold?

Mist laid outstretched on her bed. She was bored. Nightkill had gone off on a business trip as he did often, and had been gone approximately 2 months now. She remembered her adventure in Beijing, China. She knew what Nightkill's business trips were all about. Memories flooded her mind of a gunman trying to assassinate Nightkill, and fleeing from powerful characters like Ferrum and Malady. It all somehow worked out, and Nightkill survived despite his bullet wound. Amy worried about Nightkill. What if he died? What would happen to her?

She let out a sigh and rose up from her bed. The place became boring and uneventful. Instead she wanted to go out and do things, see places. Because of her China adventure, when she followed Nightkill, the butler had gotten in trouble because he was supposed to keep an eye on her. Amy would have to be careful to sneak past the man and leave. She grabbed a backpack and started to stuff useless objects in it. There was no real plan or destination, she just wanted an adventure. New York was a busy city and there was plenty to see. Nightkill's absence made the place dull.

On her desk was Herbie, a rabbit Nightkill had obtained for her. The creature kept her company when Nightkill wasn't around. The pour soul HAD to come, she couldn't leave him behind. Opening the cage, she lifted the rabbit out and placed it in a separate compartment of the backpack. It was docile enough to not jump out or wriggle around. On the desk next to the cage was a picture of Nightkill and Amy in Disneyland. She smiled at it, and put it in the backpack as well.

Sneaking out was probably the easiest thing for her to do. She opened a window and pretended she wanted some fresh air. She tied a rope to the backpack and lowered it down to the ground, safely placing Herbie on the ground. She climbed up on the window sill, then jumped out of the tall building. Her body fell the long distance, as she triggered her power. Her body turned into a cloud of water vapor and sprayed against the ground instead of splattering her flesh and bones body.

A figure of Mist rose up from the pool of misty vapor, and she changed back to her normal self again. On appearances she just seemed to be a normal 12 year old girl, but deep down she had a unique ability. Amy picked up the backpack and took off running down the street towards downtown New York. The busy city was booming, people everywhere. Music in the streets, dancing, people selling things in stalls. It lifted her spirits to be among everyday people.

(( Mist moved from here, to Here. Nobody was in this topic so I joined another. They're both in New York, so this still happened and is part of that Story.))