My mates sat with pints, taking big gulps. That's what being a doctor did to some people, make them drink to forget the horrific scenes, especially in this city, with all the deaths and injuries.
The night went quickly and it was hitting midnight when I decided to walk home, the wind cold and nipping at my ears and fingers.
As I took a shortcut through an alleyway, I noticed a small band of black cloth. I picked it up, sure it looked familiar, but I couldn't place it.
When I enetered the appartment it was empty. I checked my brothers room, it was ransacked, his wardrobe empty of his outfit. great, so he was on another raid tonight then. I hated it when he did this, when I didn't know if he'd come back in the morning, if he was lying dead in a ditch somewhere.
I had a restless night, determined to call him in the morning if he hadn't returned, I'd finally managed to get myself to go to sleep.
Morning came all to quickly, it was my day off but I was to restless to stay in bed. Getting changed I checked my brothers room. It was the same as yesterday. Ringing his phone, it went straight to his answering machine. So I called Emma Storm.
"Hey Em, is my brother round yours?"
"No, why has he not returned?" she sounded worried.
"No, but it's probably nothing, look can you let me no if he comes by?" I pleaded.
"I can do one better, just give me a second," I waited for a while, no idea what she was doing, then she spoke rapidly into the phone, "he's in trouble, we have to help him!"
"What. how do you know?"
"I just do, look, I'll get the group together and get them around yours there may be some clues, we have a lot of work to do!" she hung up, leaving a thousand questions spinning around my mind. I knew my brother had some friends, but I just thought that was like me, some work mates.
I sat on the sofa, waiting nervously until a knock on the door sounded. Openin it two people walked in.
"So this is the group?" she looked at me irritated.
"There's usually four of us," she sighed and stood in the middle of the room, "I'm Vixen," She wore a crimson, thin, sleeveless tunic and blue jeans with a red band across her eyes like my brother and long dark red hair, "and this is Hunter," He wore a green tunic, with brown trousers and a green band across his eyes with a bow on his back and a quiver of arrows, "sometimes Shade helps, but right now I can't seem to contact him," the pair shared a glance and looked at me, "and you will have to act for Nova," she explained.
"Me?" I asked doubtfully, "I can't do anything."
"From what you're brother said, you might be, now lets hurry up!"