The blonde exits the diner and pulls his hoodie even tighter. He hears the screams and looks off in the direction it came from. They usually stayed together. Safest to head in the opposite direction. He runs down the block and down an alley before looking at the dirtied brick buildings around him. Global territory. He glances both ways and tries to decide which way to go. Aria's apartment was close to where the screams were coming from, so he needed to be careful. He bites his lip, crossing the street, a couple demons running past trying to find shelter. The back way was probably the safest. He stops. It was quiet. The screams then head in a different direction like a police siren coming after him. His eyes widen. Shit. He darts into an alley and presses himself behind a crate as a bunch of people scurry past, the maniacal murderers chasing after them. Yuu swallows, his heart pounding as he backs up. He needed to be careful not to— "Shit!" He trips over a trash can hearing it clatter and echo off the walls. He leaps up, running off as fast as he could. He makes it to the other side of Cumulus where most of the buildings were gleaming and the debris scrubbed off as much as could be. It was interesting the duality of the city depending on which company was closer. One side was stained by Felix Reed's tyrannical insanity and the buildings were left to age and wither in Cumulus's underhanded politics. The other side glistened under his germaphobe grandfather's order. Yuji pants lightly, slowing down. He glances back listening to the distant screams. He comes to a stop and tugs on his hoodie, allowing himself to catch his breath. They weren't following him. He exhales a sigh of relief feeling his heart pounding in his chest. Yuu shudders to think what the city would be like if Felix ever seized control of the whole thing. At least the laws forbade Felix from using his demonic abilities. Some demons were more advantaged than others. That's why the laws were enforced no matter who you were, no matter who controlled the police. He looks down at the snow seeing bloodied trail marks. They had already been here. It should be safe now. He glances back one more time and runs to his girlfriend's apartment. It should be safe. For now.
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