The Winds Of Change Blow In The End Of Days

[BadXAsh]

On a dark street deep within the heart of NYC. Lights danced as an electrical discharge sparked between the surrounding buildings. The electric branches shattered the windows and lighting clothes strung between the buildings on clothes lines on fire. A Blue brilliant ball of light formed about two stories up off the street. Wind ripping down the streets, blowing trash, papers around in a mini hurricane.

Suddenly a figure fell from the ball of light that had formed, and as soon as the figure passed out of the light there was a blinding flash and the ball Electricity and wind Blinked out and was gone. The figure fell onto the roof of a car that had been parked below it. The figure hadn't fallen far but the impact of his landing dented the roof of the car inward and smashed out all the windows. The figure let out a yelp of pain.

Then all was silent for a little bit. The figure groaned and rose up. He lifted his hand up and brushed the wet strands of his dark shoulder length hair out of his face. He swore mummbleing as he slowly and painfully got off the roof of the dented car. His bare feet hit the pavement and he stood up. He was tall about 6'3" and stark naked. He looked down and pursed his lips... "Damn..." He mummbled and looked around. "Need Clothes..."