Maru gasped as she rolled onto her stomach. She had been flying for three days, without food, without rest. She had finally reached land. A sign told her that she had arrived in Los Angeles.

'Somewhere...away from nowhere.' She stood up, stumbling somewhat. A pain introduced itself to her. She cried out in pain. Her right wing was broken.

She remembered crashing to the beach on her wing, that must of broke it. She looked around, to see where she could possibly go. It was night, and so hardly anyone was out. She tumbled into Los Angeles.

After walking for two hours, she came across a sign that told her Chinatown was five kilometers ahead. Chinatown... the Doctor had taught her Chinese, after Japanese (which she knew naturally). She could blend in there. She walked ahead. No one paid attention to her, with the exception of a couple of thugs eying her as a child would a piece of candy. She ignored them, and paid no mind to them.

Until they followed her.

"Hey girly, where ya going?"

"Somewhere." she rasped out in response.

"Can we follow you there?"

"No."

They laughed."Come on, we'll show you a good time." Maru couldn't remember what she said, but it was nasty enough for them to grab her and shove her down a dark alley. She knew what they were going to do. She curled up into a corner. She just wanted them to go away. She squeezed her eyes shut. A horrible scream caused her eyes to snap open. The men were being attacked by dark tendrils. 'Where are they coming from?' she wondered. To her horror, it was HER.

The men were no more, reduced to little more than small piles of flesh. She ran out of there and entered Chinatown. She saw tons of flashing lights, but no one who could help her. Full of despair, she collapsed onto a bench.

~Leon~

After picking up chocolate tarts for D, Leon drove to Chinatown to go to D's shop. He was gonna catch that jerk one day, when his back was turned...Leon's eyes scanned left and right for anything out of place. He pleased to find there was no more crime, until he found a shape sitting on a bench. He stopped the car, and cautiously got out.

The figure was a woman, looking no younger than nineteen. She was dressed in something that resembled a maid's uniform, only it was white with a black apron, and it belled out WAY too much to be functional. "Miss?"she didn't move. He crept closer, and brushed the strangely ivory hair from her face. She was unconscious. He was about to call the ambulance, until he noticed something protruding from her back. He got out his flashlight; he shined it there, and almost dropped his flashlight. WINGS. The woman had WINGS. White bat wings.

'She's probably one of D's creatures. I should probably get her home.'

Leon lifted her up. She was surprisingly light, like she had been underfed. He sat her in the back of his car. He could finally bust him for something! D had so many pets, there was no way he could take care of them all. He pulled up at the front of D's pet shop and helped the young woman out, carrying her on his back.

"Yo, D! You in there?" the door opened and a very annoyed D stood in the doorway, dressed in his usual bright robes. "You could simply knock, Detective." D's eyes wandered to the woman in Leon's arms."My, my detective. You brought a date?" D's eyebrow raised in amusement.

"No, this is one of your pets!" Leon shoved the woman into D's arms and stormed inside. D shut the door with the woman still in his arms. He looked at her. She was beautiful, and certainly NOT one of his pets. She wasn't even an animal, at that. D turned to see Leon on the couch. "Leon..." D started. Leon ignored him.

D walked closer."Leon." Leon stuffed his face."LEON!" Leon jumped to see a very pissed-off D. "Yeah?" "She's not one of my pets." "What do you mean? Isn't she a bat-thing like Q-chan?" "No, she's a human. A very underfed one, at that." "What kind of human has wings?" "Wings?" D questioned. "Yeah,see!" Leon pointed to the wings on the woman's back.D noticed one was bent at an odd angle.

D stared at the she be...?

No, it was impossible.

Those wings are her back were probably a Halloween costume gone wrong. D set her on the couch.

"You know I do not care for humans, Leon. Take her to a hospital, her wings are costume." "Oh yeah?" Leon pulled on the oddly bent wing. The woman screamed out in pain; her eyes flying open."Itai!" she cried,curling into a ball."Itai, itai.." she whimpered softly.D's entire demeanor changed. It went from cold to suddenly caring."Oh..." D's eyes widened in amazement.

She wasn't an ordinary human.

She was one of them.

D scooped her up."Detective, follow me, I'm going to need your help." Leon did so.D ducked into a room Leon hadn't noticed laid the woman on the couch, placing her on her stomach. "Excuse me," he murmured to the woman, though she was unconscious. He cut away the back of her dress, allowing him to get to her wing. After skillfully wrapping it, D left Leon and the woman together in order to get something for her to wear. He returned with a white robe with black symbols on it. "You're going to give her one of your robes?" Leon asked incredulously. "I ruined the only dress she owns, I think I owe her." D gingerly slipped off her dress. She was dressed in a slip thankfully, so D wasn't worried about the detective leering over her nakedness. He carefully estimated where her wings were, and he cut the robe in a place where it could be easily stitched back together, and slid the robe over the woman's body. D covered her with a blanket, then shut the door. Leon soon left, and D bid him goodbye. D was excited.

Another of us exists, he thought happily.

A/N: Itai means 'ouch' in Japanese