Fireworks popped and sizzled across the clear night sky as Monte d'or, the city that thrives within the harsh desert, celebrated a most joyous occasion. It was months ago that it happened; a strange anomaly was detected in space and had been predicted to land outside of Monte d'or. As it broke through the atmosphere, a trail of what was believe to be stardust erupted from it and it's impact was remarkable. An immense surge of energy ran throughout the city; generators overloaded, street lights went haywire and more electrical chaos was the result until a city-wide blackout finally occurred.
Scientists have tried everything to identify the strange meteorite. No manner of instrument was strong enough to measure its energy without overloading and exploding nor had there ever been a record of such a strange rock in any world history. But a great breakthrough is within the works; World-renowned archaeologist, Professor Sycamore, has delivered a machine that is believed to have enough power to crack open the meteorite and study its contents. Monte d'or awaits the triumphant result of the experiment and a brand new attraction to their fair city.
That's where I come into the picture…..
"What's that?"
"Is someone up there?"
"Can it be another performer?"
A strong wind blew across the desert, catching on a black cloak as a strange person sat atop the highest building in the city. If not for the glistening specks that shone through the thick blackness of space, one wouldn't have been able to distinguish man from sky. Silver hair contrasted the man's dark attire as a sly chuckle came from his lips. His head rose high and a white kitsune masked reflected the pale moonlight. People gasped as he began to lean forward before screams were heard as the person started to freefall through the sky. When it seemed that impact was imminent, he disappeared in a burst of darkness. The people were confused and disoriented at what they had just seen until the police began to swarm the streets.
"Where'd he go?!"
"Spread out find him!"
"Oh man, the chief's gonna kill us!"
Chaos erupted in the now dwindling streets as people were ushered away into their homes, so that the police could work. Yellow tape was drawn around the area where the man disappeared, police dogs were brought out to try and find some sort of scent to follow and patrol cars blocked off all access and exit from the street. The search for the man was on, but why? What reason did the police have for the mysterious person that appeared like a sort of phantom? The answer is simple…..
The man had done a most heinous crime; in the scientist lab that housed the meteorite, a calling card was left behind. A yellow crescent moon lay where the meteorite once stood with the word "Astral" written in calligraphy upon it. He had stolen the meteorite….
