[center] [h1] Jonathan [/h1] [/center] Jon grimaced as he came to a halt on a street corner, turning his mouth into the crook of his elbow to let out a cough that sounded as miserable as he felt, while waiting patiently for the cross sign to turn green. The lights blurred as his eyes watered, once again mentally restraining himself from sneezing like a madman for the umpteenth time today, oh what a joy it was to be him. Four weeks had passed now and Jon was still sick, his GP was baffled by the rapid appearances of symptoms and the constant bruising and grazes he seemed to gain overnight without knowledge. It was like he was cursed or something. Today had left him more worn out than usual, slumped over his handlebars he almost missed the lights while watching the shadows play on the pavement. He groaned softly to himself as he got the bike in motion, frowning as he thought back on today. His boss Rebecca had been getting on his case lately, like it was his fault he was sick all the time and how he should be more like Jerry who had the good grace to recover fast from his cold while working in the shop and once again he had been assigned to stacking boxes in the back, followed by sitting on his ass whilst he watched the minutes tick by. [i] God Rebecca can be such a bitc...[/i] He sat up suddenly at the sound of gunfire, from just around the corner, ripped from his thoughts by the startling sound. "Jesus.." He muttered, squeezing the brakes to bring his bike to a stop, the sound of a commotion emanating just out of his sight. Fear held him still for some time as he strained to hear what was going on, sweat trickled down his spine as he sat poised on his bike, ready to move at the first signs of danger. Shockingly enough to Jon he found himself dismount his bike, gently resting it against the sidewalk as he moved along at a crouch toward the scene, curiosity finally getting the better of him. Nervously he peeked around the corner, a small crowd of people was all he saw, yet it looked like they were about to face off against each other. His heart raced in his chest as he slowly looked out from his cover again, he might just be lucky enough to witness a battle between Metas.