A visit to New York (closed to Elena Marie)

The sky was clear and blue as Andree, dressed in civilian clothes, stepped off of the airplane in Manhattan, New York. Despite the sky being blue it was rather cold. She stretched out her arms and strolled to the luggage carousels. One of the bags was her's, gladly it was already waiting for her. As she walked out of the front doors of the airport she reminded herself why she was here. She was hoping to see her relatives at this time period. She wouldn't actually meet them, she didn't want to reveal that she was here, but still. And if she met her mom's relatives that would work out even better. The streets were crowded and she didn't have anything to go on really, just two last names. In retrospect, maybe this wasn't the best idea I've ever had. What am I supposed to do, knock on every door in the city? She continued down the street, moving to the side so she didn't get in the way of other people walking down the streets going to work or whatever. With no idea on what to do she just kept walking, looking for a place to eat. So, where should I look for them. She asked herself as she walked the sidewalks, dodging an oncoming bike. At the end of the block was a cafe. I could eat there, assuming I don't get killed by a bike or a jogger. She laughed at her own pathetic attempt at a joke before entering the cafe. It was small, with a few tables in the front and the counter at the back. It had a wooden floor and ceiling and green walls. The counter and the tables were made of the same wood, making it look as though they were an extension of the floor. She smiled and ordered herself a sandwich, picking a table by the front window to eat. Well, maybe I could check the phone book for their number and then I could track the phone number to their address. She thought to herself when she noticed the phone book.

BANG! The Gunshot rang out loudly, killing one of the red haired women in the cafe. Crap, and me without my suit on. Why is there always trouble when I am not in my suit? Do they plan this or something? Andree's eyes narrowed in concentration as she quickly grabbed her bag and dived behind the counter so she was out of sight. She changed into her suit in a hurry and pulled out her Staff, all the other weapons were already on her belt. She blew some of the blonde streak of hair out of her face before moving out so that she faced the table where the gunshot rang out from, "Is there a problem here?" She asked, the top part of her face shrouded in darkness and the lower part was covered by the voice manipulator. Her eyes were narrowed, watching for the slightest movement. Mockingbird couldn't see the gun so she had no way of knowing who fired it. Looking down slightly to make sure her staff was extended to full length, she moved closer to the table. "Now, which one of you fired that gun?" She asked, using the creepy voice of the man she fought in the bank back in Chicago. It was definitely creepier than her own voice and would help if she needed to intimidate them. "Spit it out or i will just have to take you all in." She responded to the lack of a response to her question. It was bugging her that she couldn't really formulate a plan for this seeing as she would have to know which one of them was the shooter so she knew their position. The group at the table had something odd about them, but she couldn't put her finger on it and it to was driving her crazy. Come on, your usually good at profiling and figuring stuff out. She thought to herself.

At a speed that far surpassed an average humans she sprinted ahead to stand in front of the murderer and "Marcus". Mockingbird now stood in front of the two of them. After switching off her manipulator she asked them "You think you can kill someone and just walk away?" She continued, "This may not be my city, but you will not be getting away from me." She held her staff in front of her to show she was ready to fight. "If you run, I will catch you. If you hide, I will find you. You cannot escape from me. It was true, she could run quite fast and her contacts allowed her to spot people through walls and track them if she was able to get a fix on them for a long enough amount of time. "If a fight is what you want, you've got it. Otherwise, I recommend just giving up. It would spare you so many bones." She tried to sound cocky while she formulated a plan. This woman and her friend weren't going to just give up, criminals never did. Not sure what they can do, but let's find out, shall we? Okay, attack the female with a quick jab to the stomach followed by a hit to the head. The man could do with a couple of hits to his sides and stomach. Then go for the man's legs. Use the staff to hold myself up so I can do a aerial kick on the girl. Don't forget to change my strategy depending on whatever their power is. These two are definitely not just normal criminals.