Swiftly Senetta leaped from one roof top to the next. Looking around New York City she wondered why any one would attempt to live here. Right and left people where getting mugged or threatened in some way. The smog in the air left you hacking as the tar like taste lingered in your mouth. The skyscrapers where indeed impressive and the lights were beautiful. Yet compared to home in Japan this was a concrete jungle that was not even remotely close to Tokyos splendor. Though she her self lived in the country side in Japan.
Finally she landed on a small apartment complex in the bad part of town. Finding the man responsible for killing her family would not be as easy a task as she thought. Sighing she sat down on the roof and tore open her fast food.