Kendra watched Max flip and sail through the air. He was like a gosh darn ninja! Kendra took a step back and blinked herself off to the side. She was basically teleporting around but she called it blinking. She got out of the way in a split second and watched Max take out the much larger guys.  The leader got back up and tried to lung for Max.  Kendra blinked again this time right in front of the creep.  She tripped him and he face planted right in front of Max.  He landed at his feet. 

"What the hell is going on Bobby how is he doing that?!?!" 

Kendra was tempted to make herself known, but she didn't.  Kendra blinked herself again over to be standing beside Max.  She placed a hand on his shoulder and leaned into his ear.  She whispered to him.

"Don't hurt them."  She said.  Her voice was soft.  She knew that Max was capable of flight and he seemed more than capable of handling himself.  These guys were stubborn already the other two were getting up looking more than angry.  It was lucky for them that they were alone on the beach or this would have become quite the spectacle.  She didn't like bullies, but she didn't want Max to lower himself to actually hurting them worse than bruising a few egos that were in desperate need of deflation.

"Who's there?"  One of them called out and pulled out a knife.  Kendra saw the knife...... She was about to blink again and take the knife away, but suddenly she was sitting in her bed.  There was a banging at her bedroom door.  Kendra was a notoriously light sleeper.  Someone had banged on her door in the mansion and it woke her up.  No! She cried.  Kendra shot up in her bed.  She was scared.  Oh my god Max!  She can't believe she was pulled from her dream she just left him there with three men and a knife.  Kendra grabbed her jacket off the table and ripped open the door.  She didn't even wait to see what the person wanted on the other side of the door.  She shoved past them.  "Hey I needed to ask you something!"  Someone called after her.  Kendra was terrified.  She was hurrying down the hall.

"Please be ok!"  She cried out hysterically to herself as she burst out the front door of the mansion.  She was at a dead sprint now.  She was running back to the beach.  Only it would take her some time to get here.  I hope I'm not to late!

He was surrounded. The two men in front of him had gotten to their feet and the leader was scrambling up behind man from Kendra tripping him. Max felt a hand on his shoulder and Kendra's warm breath in his ear.

-"Don't hurt them."

Seriously? Max didn't consider himself a violent person but these guys seemed like they deserved a pounding. He gritted his teeth, he didn't want to piss Kendra off but not laying these guys out made things more complicated.

-"whose there?"

The baboon pulled out a knife and Max felt Kendra's disappear from beside him. He expected she was going to disarm the man but when he lunged at Max nothing stopped him. Max dodged a series of slashes as he side stepped to avoid being cornered. His step took him towards the ocean but he didn't have time to look out at the waves.

His attention was on the knife man, and so when his companion threw a punch at Max he didn't see it till it connected with his face. He stumbled backward and back peddled keeping some distance between him and the three men.

Where had Kendra gone? She had been more than happy to have his back a moment ago. Max had the sinking realization that maybe she wasn't there anymore. It was probably afternoon by now and the girl probably didn't sleep all day. He was on his own.

"Hold up." Max called.

The men looked at him in surprise. He removed his hoodie and shirt in two quick motions.

"They're new. Don't wanna get your blood on them and ruin them." Max boasted.

He wouldn't injure them, but that meant he would have to make them run away. An idea formed in his mind but once he tried it he would be on a pretty tight clock if he wanted to succeed. He reached into his pack and pulled out one of his steel yo yos. He held it in his left hand and pulled out a length of wire with his right

If they were smart they would spread out and hit him all at once. Luckily they werent. The knife man charged first. Max dodged a thrust and wrapped the wire around the man's forearm. Max ducked under his arm and turned so he was behind the man's back, pulling the wire and bringing the man's arm back with him.

He kicked him in the knee and as he did threw a layer of double gravity on the man. He fell into the sand and Max wrapped his other arm in the wire, tying his hands together as he counted the seconds in his head.

5,6,7...

The next man rushed Max and tried to punch him. Max braved himself and let the punch connect. As the fist hit his face he threw a matching field of gravity on his assailant. The man stumbled, suddenly finding his entire body twice as heavy and Max threw the wire around his wrist and pulled it down to his ankle where he tied it off.

45,46,47...

The pair struggled against their own weight and the binding on them, but neither could get leverage enough to stand. The leader was on Max now and tackled him. They tumbled over his companions and to the edge of the ocean. The man landed on top of Max and pulled his fist back.

Max grabbed the man's shirt and made him weightless. He lifted him up and off of him and the man cried out in surpise as he found himself stuck. Max twisted as he stood and repeated his double Gs trick as he slammed the man into the surf.

110, 111, 112

Max stood there as the leader struggled to get up. A wave came in and crashed over the man and he sputtered as seawater entered his mouth. He tried to gwt up but Max lightly kicked him in the chest and he fell just in time for another hit of the tide.

"I should just stand here and let your friends watch you drown." Max said cooly.

He wouldn't do it, he couldn't do that, but these guys didn't know that. Max needed to scare them, intimidate them and this was the way. He channeled his best Liam Neason and continued.

130,131,132

"You don't attack people cause they are different. Don't you think that deserves punishment." He said.

Another wave hit the man and he struggled and spit water out again.

"Stop!" One of the friends behind him called.

Max ignored him. He reached down and took the man's wallet. With a flick of his wrist he opened it and took out the man's licence.

"Please." The man cried out as another wave hit him. He got his head above the water this time.

160,161,162....

"Zach Williams," Max read of the license, "I know your name and where you live. If you tell anyone about me, if anyone comes after me, I'll be coming for you." He threatened.

176,177,178....

Max's three minutes were up. He snapped his fingers for dramatic effect as he felt his gravity fields collapse, freeing the men. Using his power in bursts was fine, but continous use for three minutes required a one minute cool down time before he could use his power again. Max had put everything into this bluff, if they didn't back off he had nothing to throw at them.

The leader scrambled to his hands and knees and crawled away from Max. He stood and ran over to his friends as they untangle themselves. The three men looked at Max in horror.

"Sorry....sorry man. No problem, no problem." The knife man said, stashing his blade.

"We won't tell anyone...nobody." The other added.

They tossed Max's yoy into the sand and fled. Max let out a sigh of relief. That was a close one. He collected bis yo-yo and flopped onto his hoodie, using it as a makeshift blanket. He spread his arms out on and felt the warm sun on his bare chest.

He wondered where Kendra was. If she had woken up would she remember her dreamwalking? Or was it more like a normal dream where she would only have the foggy memory of her time with Max. He liked her, she was fun. He hadn't even gotten her number.

"All I wanted to do was build a sandcastle. Typical." He mumbled aloud as he shut his eyes and let the warm sun shine down.

Kendra finally made it back to the beach just as the three assholes were running away. As she made her way down the little pathway that led to the beach they all but knocked her down trying to get past her. "Move lady!"  One of them called out. Oh no. Kendra had stopped running when she saw the ocean, but now she started to run again. She had ran the whole way here. 

Kendra ran down onto the beach and found Max with his back to her.  He was facing the tide.  Somewhere from the time she had disappeared and the time she had got back here his shirt and hoodie came off.  Kendra's eyes carefully moved over his body to see that he had no cuts.  She had feared that the men were in such a hurry to get away because they stabbed him and freaked out.  She was glad to see that they had just chickened out instead. Kendra was holding her hoodie in her hand.  A lightweight pink zip up hoodie.  She still had her camera around her neck.  Her shirt and hair were still wet from where Max had splashed her.  Everything that had happened effected her in her room.

It wasn't like most dreams.  She wouldn't wake up with some foggy memory and vague sense of where she had been.  It was like living a true life experience.  She remembered everything.  They say that people spent on average 32 years of their life asleep.  If that's accurate.  Kendra lived 32 years longer than the average person.  She had 32 years more memories.  32 years of loneliness wandering around in a dream until now. "Max?"

Kendra called out from behind him.  She took a step forward.  Her hands still at her side.  She had forgotten the fact that her tank top was wet.  Not that she would have cared at this point, her mind was just worried if he was ok.  She waited for him to turn around.  How could building a sandcastle turn out to be so complicated?

As Max sat there he felt the guilt hit him. Even though he had no intention of following through with his threats to the men it was so unlike him to do what he did. He could still see the look of fear in the man's eyes as the waves hit him. He wanted to justify his actions, he was defending himself, and it had felt good.

"Yeah most bad things feel great at the time." He scolded himself.

He wasn't sure what had happened back there. When the fight started it was like something in Max cranked his fight or flight instincts to 11. He'd been in fights before but he hadn't enjoyed them, not like he had enjoyed that. He needed to get a grip. He couldn't let that little beast out of its box again.

-Max

He turned at the sound of his name and couldn't belive his eyes. Kendra was walking towards him, in the flesh. She was breathing heavy from running and as she approached Max could see that she was still wearing the pajamas he had drenched with water.

With great effort Max forced himself to look up at her face. She must have been worried when she woke up and rushed over to check on him. With a smile he patted the sand beside him.

"Hey there. Sleep well?" He asked.

"Hey there. Sleep well?" 

Kendra shook her head as she walked up to him.  Her eyes were shrink wrapped in shimmery tears of relief.  Kendra broke out in a fit of laughter mixed with choked tears.  Her body crashed into his and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.  It was silly right?  She just met Max today, but the thought that he could have been killed by some mutant hating humans.....  It was to much for her.  She had a wave of relief washing over her.

Kendra grabbed him by his arms and held him at arms length.  Kendra's eyes moved over his face.  He was smiling.  Like he had it under control the whole time.  Kendra didn't see the fight or what he did to those guys. Truth be told.... She wouldn't honestly know how to feel if she saw Max basically waterboarding a guy.  Not that he didn't deserve a little punishment, but Kendra didn't like violence.  She had seen a lot of violence, and sometimes it was necessary she understood that.

"You had me so worried."  She said.  Kendra stood on her tippy toes and leaned in.  She pressed her lips against his tightly.  It was impulsive, but it felt right.  Kendra's arms tightened around his neck again and slowly she pulled her lips away.  Settling back down on the sand she exhaled a shaky breath.  Kendra's hair was hanging down in her face covering her eyes.  Her hair was masking the expression on her face.  she was looking down at his chest now, not daring to make eye contact.  Oh god.  I can't believe I just did that.  Oh my god.  What is he thinking? 

Kendra dared to steal a glance up. She carefully brushed the hair out of her eyes.  She looked at Max.  She was a whirlwind of emotions and feelings.  Her lip was quivering.  "I'm sorry.  I shouldn've...."  Her voice trailed off.  Her Georgia Belle accent was heaviest whenever she got excited or nervous.  It was most certainly thick right now.  Kendra waited with baited breath.  She waited for Max to say something.  Anything.

She hugged him and Max had the weirdest sensation run down his spine. This was literally the first time he was seeing her in person. She was pressed up against him her arms around his neck.

"You had me so worried."

He would have responded with some clever remark. Made a joke about the situation but she leaned in an kissed him. He felt her mouth on his and his brain suddenly realized that coming up with clever retorts was perhaps not the most pressing thing. Her arms tightened around him and his hands rose up and he held her in return.

She pulled away and sat and he did the same, mechanically. Her head was titled away from him and he couldn't see her face. His brain was still trying to process what had happened while his eyes decided they knew exactly where they wanted to look. He heard her apologize as she moved her hair out of her face and his insides did a little flip.

Max had kissed girls before, that wasn't new, but having a bombshell redhead plant one on you while your adrenaline was pumping a few moments ago made a guys mind wander. He grinned over at her.

"Don't apologize. You're full of surprises. First you take on that asshole with an knife and then that. A girl after my own heart." He said with a laugh.

He didn't want her to be self conscious about it, hell of other were up to him he'd grab her right there and kiss her again, but he didn't wanna push his limits. He put his arm around her and attempted to lie back to look up at the sky.

"Did you run all the way here? We're you that worried about little old me?"

Kendra was flabbergasted. She didn't know what to think. She only knew that now he could see her.  She was standing here with him in the flesh.  There was no hiding now.  Kendra's cheeks were burning.  She was blushing something awful.  They were lying down in the sand now. 

"Don't apologize. You're full of surprises. First you take on that asshole with an knife and then that. A girl after my own heart."

Kendra couldn't keep that grin off her face.  Truth was, as dumb as it sounded.  Kendra had never had a boyfriend before. This wasn't her first kiss, but .... Still she didn't really know how to act in this situation.  Now she was lying in the sand with Max.  They were sitting there like they hadn't just been attacked.  He was acting cool and collected.  "They didn't hurt'cha did they?"   Kendra's voice was still a bit shaky.  Overhead the clouds had began to creeping in.  The warmth of the sun was gone.  She was starting to get chilly.  Kendra slipped on her sweater.  Kendra absentmindedly moved her hair to her other shoulder revealing the slender, elegant sloping curve of her neck. 

Kendra wished she could stay with Max the whole day.  It was the first time she had found herself really comfortable around someone instantly.  Kendra looked at him a moment.  He still had dried up caked on muck on his face and it made her burst out laughing.  "Hold that pose."  She said smiling. 

Kendra leaned back and raised her camera.  Without warning she took his photo.  Taking a look at the photo she laughed again.  He was smiling in the photo.  He was covered in mud that was in his hair, caked on the side of his face and a bit on his neck.  She found her eyes moving over him.  What comes next?  She found herself wondering.  She wished she had the power of mind reading.  Maybe then it wouldn't be so excruciating.  She was literally waiting for him to do something.  She was just following his lead at this point.  Her heart was racing and she knew she had to go at some point, but she didn't want to leave.  Kendra zipped up her hoody mostly just to have something to do with her hands while she lingered on this moment.

He asked if she ran all the way here that made her blush again.  She thought he could be hurt or worse.  She bit her lip and paused.  She was still looking at his chest.  For whatever reason looking him in eyes was difficult.  It was intimidating, but she forced herself to lock into his gaze.  Say something! She yelled at herself, but she just remained quiet.

. -"They didn't hurt'cha did they?"

She had a ting of southern in her accent sometimes when she spoke. Max hadn't noticed it before. He found it cute and found himself wanting to know more about the girl.

"Hurt me? Nah I disabled the lackies and had a chat with the frontman. I convinced him it was in his best interest to move along." Max explained.

It wasn't a lie, that was basically what happened. Max felt a small stab of guilt. There was no need to go into the details, he had handles the situation. He was pretty sure those guys wouldn't be back to bother them.

She took his picture which he didn't mind. He knew he probably looked a mess but couldn't muster up much concern as he laid there contently on his jacket. He felt a sense of peace that he'd been missing ever sense he came back from the dead.

He felt a buzzing in his pack and pulled out his phone. The screen came to life and he saw his notifications.

"Crap." He said.

He had a meeting at Haven headquarters at 3. He was supposed to meet with some Haven members in CLASS for some training. It was only one now but he didn't want to leave the comfort of the beach.

"Hey. I have a meeting at three for work at Haven. My apartment is right above the place. I got to go get ready but you could come along and hang out till I had to leave. Know it seems kinda sudden but I'd really like a chance to talk and get to know you." He explained.

There was no harm in bringing her to his place. It was a better solution than bailing now and hoping to get her number. He was allowed to have guests at his home as long as he brought them through the office lobby and straight to his apartment. He suppressed a grin as he imagined the knowing looks he would be getting later from the desk rep and maybe Devon if he was informed.

"What the hell. I deserve some down time before training." He thought to himself.

He raised an eyebrow at Kendra and shot his best smile her way.

"So what do you say?"

Kendra was sitting up on her side propped up by her elbow.  She waited as he rummaged through his back and pulled out his phone.  Kendra heard him say crap and say that he had to get going.  I'm wide awake and the dream is over. Kendra thought.  She couldn't hide the disappointment from her face.  Her pouty pink lips turned downward in a visible frown at the news that he was leaving.

Suddenly he was smiling again and asking if she wanted to come home with him.  He was sweet, but... She wasn't sure she was ready for all that.  She could hardly look him in the eye she was so enamored with him.  She wanted to know more about him, but she wasn't ready for that step yet.  She had never taken that step with any guy before. 

"I..... Should put a hitch in my get 'along." She said.  Kendra looked down at the sand tucked her hair behind her ear. 

Kendra stood up and brushed herself off.  She had to be getting back.  She had to get back to the mansion.  She wasn't sure what the rules were for being away from the mansion grounds.  She left without even taking her shoes.  She just woke up and ran here.  Kendra smiled at Max.  He was sweet.  She liked him, but baby steps.  Kendra took his phone out of his hand and programed her phone number into it.  "Give me a call when you're out of your meeting."  She said coyly and handed him back the phone.

He worked for Haven?  Kendra found herself constantly surprised by how little she knew about the mutant world.  She had heard of Haven but didn't know a single thing about the organization.  She planned on doing a few google searches on Haven when she got back. 

Max saw her standing up and get ready to go. He had expected as much. It had been an invitation without any expectations but Max could tell she might have taken it the wrong way when he invited her to his place. For a moment he was worried she was going to be offended and bail. Of course he would ruin the possibility of something good by speaking without thinking.

She took his phone and gave him her number and he chuckled. She was really full of surprises. She told him to call her after his meeting. She gave him a smile and his stomach did a backflip. This was just perfect now he would have to get through an afternoon of training while his mind was stuck on the redhead he was saying goodbye to. His first session in CLASS had lasted quite a while, and he still had to file his paperwork if he wanted to go back to college. He was going to have a busy day, but he promised himself he would make time to call her.

"Sounds good. Not sure what time I'll be done but I'll hit you up. You free tomorrow morning? I'd be happy to come back and hang out with ya while you did your dream walker thing?" He blurted out.

There he went speaking from the heart without thinking. He had gotten up early today by luck. He was trying to get work at Inferno? Go to school, and keep up with his Haven duties. Late nights and early mornings didn't mix, but she seemed worth it.

Kendra hoped he wasn't upset when she didn't want to go. It just seemed.... Rushed, and she wasn't even wearing shoes. She didn't want to meet his buddies possibly and maybe even his boss running around like some barefoot troll. Kendra was sometimes harder on herself then she needed to be. She gave him her phone number and he seemed receptive to it at least. She did want to seem like she wasn't interesting in learning more about him, but she had to get back herself.

Suddenly he was asking if she was free tomorrow morning.  "Yeah!"  She blurted out without a filter.   Kendra was hoping to spend more time on the beach with Max.  She  said her goodbyes and started to walk slowly home.  Home.  She thought it sounded weird.  The mansion was her home at least for the now it was.  She didn't have any definite plans.  But she did plan on staying at the mansion, learning how to control her ability and maybe have a chance to do some good in the world.  Kendra was walking down the street barefoot in her pajamas in the middle of the afternoon.  She didn't stop to think about how ridiculous she must've looked.

"Hey baby!  You got some of that for me?"  Some random New Yorker yelled out to her as she passed by.  Kendra rolled her eyes and kept going.  She was starting to get embarrassed and she just wanted to be invisible again. 

Kendra didn't realize that someone was following her now.  She made her way back to the mansion causally walking along and huddling up in her hoody.  Her red short short pajamas showing lots of leg.  Kendra was looking at her phone the whole way.  The mansion was only a few blocks away now.  The person following her waited until she moved past an alley and that's when he grabbed her.  Kendra was thrown into an alley.  She toppled over a few metal trash bins.  Kendra turned around in a pile of trash and saw her assailant moving towards her.....

Max said his farewells to Kendra and watches as she headed back toward the mansion. As cliche as it sounded he hated to see her leave but loved to watch her go. She hit the street in front of him and he begrudgingly tore himself from looking after her and picked up his shirt and hoodie. He wrung out the sand that had ended up inside his clothes and dressed him.

He started up the beach and towards the street to wait for the bus. He'd get a ride to the Haven building and then take a shower and get ready to go to CLASS. He sat down at the bus stop and started playing on his phone for a few minutes. The bus pulled up and Max was about to stand up when he heard two girls talking behind him

"Did you see her? Who walks around New York in pajamas?" One said.

"Yeah. And those shorts? She's just asking for it isn't she?" The other replied.

"Don't think she had any mace in those little pockets do you?" The first girl replied as they both laughed.

Shit. Max shook his head. He was an indiot. Sure Kendra had ran here from the mansion, a girl in her pj's sprinting down the street would attract attention, but not the dangerous kind. A beautiful girl walking at a slow pace unattended in the city? Even during the day that wasn't a great idea.

Max should have walked her home and as he took off around the bus and crosses the street he felt a lump form in the pit of his stomach. She was probably fine, what was he going to do sprint after her and tell her he was afraid for her safety? He'd look like a loon. He could call but she had just left he'd look super desperate.

With a quick decision Max cut into an alley on the street. It was deserted and he pulled his hood up and zipped his hoodie up for safety. With a quick look to make sure the coast was clear he adjusted gravity on himself and flew up onto the roof of the building beside him. He could see the rooftops as he stood there and since he had lived at the mansion he knew how to get there.

Speed was priority. He lowered gravity on himself enough to let him go all out but not lose any time waiting to land from his jumps. He took off across the rooftop in a superhuman sprint and vaulted across the gap to the next building. He lept from rooftop to rooftop looking down onto the street below as he tried to think of the most likely path she would take.

Kendra fell into the alley in a loud clattering of trash bins. She scrambled back against the wall and her eyes searched wildly for the source of her fall. "Hel.." She started to scream but he was on her fast. He swooped in closing the distance with impossible speed. A mutant? He closed a huge distance in the blink of an eye.  His hand was covering her mouth now.  What did he want?  "Ladies shouldn't be wandering around alone in New York sweetheart." 

His grip on her shoulders was painfully tight.  He was so strong.  Kendra tried to struggle away, but that only pissed him off.  He shook her violently and her head smacked against the brick wall behind her.  Kendra went limp.  Unconscious.  He watched as slumped down the wall and he laughed. 

Kendra was standing outside her body now.  She was dream walking the moment he knocked her out.  She watched him as he pawed around her body for a moment.  "Shame.  You're actually pretty cute."  Kendra watched as he reached  down and unzipped her hoodie.  Her limp body sprawled out in the alley.  Her ankle twisted at a weird angle.  Kendra's body was slumped half against the wall.  Her hair cascading down around her like a fiery shower of seductive temptation.  This guy could have done anything he wanted to her.  Instead he stood up and pulled a gun out of his jacket.

Kendra picked up a loose pipe that was lying in the alley.  The man turned his head to the side to take one last look at Kendra before aiming the gun at her.  Kendra whistled.  He turned and she swung the pipe like a bat directly at his head.  He stumbled into the trash and Kendra swung again when he turned to see who hit him.  "What... AHHHHHHHHHHH" Kendra brought the pipe down on his knee.  He doubled over grabbing his knee howling in pain.  Finally she brought the pipe down over the back of his head knocking him out.  

Kendra was panting crying now.  She didn't know how to even process what had happened. Why would he want to kill me?  This wasn't a crime of opportunity; he was here for me.  Kendra dropped the pipe and it clattered on the pavement.  She rushed over to her body and zipped up her hoody.  Kendra grabbed herself by the arms and began to drag her own body down the alley.  She pulled herself into a hiding spot behind some boxes and pulled and old tarp down over her.  Kendra made sure she was hidden from view and went back over to the man who was still out cold.  Kendra reached in his back pocket and grabbed his wallet. She took his ID and slipped it in her pocket and tossed the wallet in the trash.

She gave Max her number but she never got his.  She wanted to call him and ask if he could come get her.  But that was stupid.  He was probably busy getting ready for his meeting.  She didn't want to bother him so she handled it herself.  Kendra got the guy's phone and found his number.  She dialed it and moved back to the other end of the alley and around the corner.  She called the man who tried to kill her on the phone.  Kendra had her back against the wall and she was peeking around the corner to see when he picked up.  She was invisible but she could still be heard.  She watched as he began to stir when his ringer went off.  He picked up his phone.  "Yeah...."  He said in a groggy haze.  "Who the hell are you?  And why did you try and kill me?"  The man started to laugh. 

"You don't know honey? We're going to get you sooner or later."  That was all he said and Kendra watched as he hung up and punched a dumpster in frustration.  What the hell is going on?  Kendra watched as he left the alley convinced that she got away.  He didn't know that she was unconscious only a few feet away from him.  Kendra slumped against the wall still holding the phone.  She allowed herself to slide down the wall until she was sitting on the ground.  Was this because I was a mutant? How could he have known? This doesn't make sense.  Kendra was still crying when she heard a noise on the roof above her. 

Max made it just in time to look down into the alley and see a strange man pointing a gun at Kendra. He was prepared to leap down when he saw a pipe float up behind the man.

"So she can dreamwalk even when she's knocked out." He thought to himself.

She whistled and the pipe swung. The man went down. Max couldn't see Kendra but he saw her body and noticed as her hoodie was zipped up. Her body started to move and for a moment he thought she was waking up until he realized she was being dragged. Kendra found a spot to hide her body and a tarp covered her unconscious form.

He saw the man's wallet come out of his pocket and his ID vanish. His phone came out next and a moment later Max heard it ring.

"Clever girl." He thought.

The man picked up and shouted into the phone. He punched a dumpster and even from his vantage point Max could easily see the dent he left in it. He exited the alley and Max felt himself torn on what to do. He could reveal himself to Kendra and make sure she was okay, but that meant revealing himself.

The situation seemed fishy to Max. The guy had obviously been out to kill her. He must have not been aware of her ability or he would have never knocked her out. For the first time Max realized just how little he knew about Kendra. What was this girl into? She had handled herself well, but was this something she was used to.

He decided to follow the man. Kendra was dreamwalking near her body and she could look after herself. He vaulted some building and followed the assailant as he made his way from street to street. After about ten minutes Max saw him go into an unmarked office building across the street. If he had been following Kendra he might have seen Max with her. Better to do some recon than find himself in trouble.

He pulled out his phone and took a picture of the address on the side of the building. He would do some research on the place once he got home. He could talk to Kendra about what he found out, but maybe it was better to keep it to himself. If she was involved with shady assassin's who knew what was going on. One thing was for sure, he needed to know more about the girl.

Thread ended! ^.^ Great thread drama, romance, danger, mystery that was fun. I'll start another thread whenever you're ready.