[center][h2]Kitsune[/h2][/center]

By this point she should have expected this whole mess to be related to the people snatchers. Everything she was dealing with lately seemed to be tied to it in some way, even a random encounter like this. They had squads of thugs driving around the city and loading them into vans, bought out entire apartment buildings to store them, had ties to realtors and apparently weren’t hesitant to burn down an entire building or kill people to cover their tracks.

What the hell was all of this?

What was it all for?

“I’m not a hero, I just… help out when and where I can. I’m not a detective either so, I don’t know, you should probably be telling all this to the police instead of me.” This wasn’t any of her business, not anything she should be getting involved in, despite the fact that she had already stuck her nose into it several times already. It was liable to get her killed, or get someone else killed because she tried to handle it herself instead of handing if off to someone more suitable.

This person was right though, now that she was… adjacent to it she couldn’t help but feel like she had to do something, even though she was just some random college kid who had a black belt and something that [i]technically[/i] qualified as a super power.

“The guy who shot you. He worked here? Or did he just happen to be here when you arrived?”