InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Jumper ❯ New York ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: If it was mine, do you think I'd be putting it on ffnet? I don't think so.

AN: For everybody who's reading, here's another chapter, and no waiting for reviews! And I swear it gets interesting soon!

Twillo woke up as the cab rolled to a stop. She sat up and rubbed her eyes clear, exiting the cab with her bag. She looked around to see if she recognized anything, but it was all just a blur of cars and bright lights. The weather was just starting to change to autumn, making the night air chilly, and Twillo shivered a little, sliding into the shadows of a building to look through her bag once again. She pulled out a pair of gloves which had inserts in the fingertips so that her talons wouldn't rip the fabric, an pair of high boots with modified bottoms so that they would fit gargoyle feet, and a sock hat with flaps to cover her ears. With these additions to her wardrobe Twillo was almost too warm, but it was nearly impossible to tell that she looked any different from the crowd around her. She hesitantly walked into a gas station and bought a map of the city, finding herself and the police station on the map. She walked the few blocks between the two and stopped across the street from the building, looking up at the clock tower. Somehow it just didn't look right. Besides the fact that the tower was nearly destroyed, it seemed to be at the wrong angle. She looked behind her and up at the building that she had stopped in front of. Maybe from the top she could see it better. She walked around to the side and found a fire escape leading upward to the top of the building. She leapt up, catching the bottom rung of the ladder. She wiggled herself up until she could throw a knee up onto the bar, but her trench coat got in the way and she slipped off, landing flat on her back on the ground. She bit her lip- landing on those wings HURT! Wings. She had wings. Did that mean she could fly? She got to her feet and slipped out of her coat, making sure that no one could see her. She flexed her wings, getting used to the feel of them, and tried a small jump into the air, leaning forward. She glided for a few feet before her feet touched the ground. Looking around, she saw a tall dumpster. She climbed on top of it, gathering her coat and her bag, and launched herself across the alley at the ladder. She caught it easily and climbed up to the top of the building in time to see the woman Demona had spoken of getting into a car and driving away. She followed the car through the heavy traffic, gliding from rooftop to rooftop through the city. When the car finally parked in front of an apartment building, Twillo followed the woman with her eyes, finally seeing her emerge out into the apartment at the top. It was a longer glide to that rooftip than she had been taking, but she decided that she could make it. Taking a running start she launched herself across the alleyway just as the first rays of the morning sun peeked over the horizon. A searing pain shot through Twillo's entire body and she rolled as she hit the next rooftop. She crashed down through the skylight and landed unconscious on the floor of the apartment.. Cya!