It was the middle of the night, early dawn still a few hours off. Much like countless nights prior, Amber had spent most of that night prowling the city hunting, in this instance in her Compsognathus form. It was one of her two favourites, a fast and sleek hunter which also had the advantage of being small and nonthreatening, even if someone was to stumble upon her while shifted. In that form she mostly hunted small rodents and birds, plus the occasional bat if she was lucky and while not hunting she enjoyed practicing her stealth skills, trying to follow unsuspecting humans without them noticing and listening in on their conversations. No, usually those conversations didn't exactly result in much that was particularly useful, but sometimes they were interesting and if nothing else it provided an enjoyable way to pass the time that was also good practice. After all, she hoped to join The Order soon in order to work alongside her sister Aura and if she wasn't willing to kill for The Order (which she wasn't) then she definitely needed some skills that would be useful to them.

In Amber's opinion, able to track and listen in on people certainly seemed like a useful skill to have. She might not have had Seyta's miraculous ability to remain undetected even when right in front of a person, but she did have a few skills that gave her some unique benefits. Being able to take multiple forms was one of them, of course. In theory, she could fit into very small spaces with her flying lizard form. Who would ever think to look in an air duct for a spying prehistoric lizard? She also had exceptional senses in many of her forms, able to see and hear better than any mere human could. It only made sense for her to hone the skills she knew she all ready possessed naturally in order to maximize her potential usefulness. She would make her sister Aura and her father Abyss proud.

Amber was preparing to call it a night and return to Sanctuary but in order to do so she needed to return to human form and in order to do that she needed to return to the area in which she had stashed her robes. The trek back wasn't far and her black robes had been stored behind a nearby dumpster, along with her phone and the knife Aura had given her in case she should come across any threats while in her weaker human body. The shift itself took less than a minute, a grotesque mutating of flesh, scale and bone, distorting her body and causing agonizing pain to shoot through it until her human body regained supremacy. It took only another minute for her to put on her robes and prepare for the walk back to Sanctuary.

The disadvantage of shifting, unfortunately, was the concentration it demanded and those moments in which she wasn't able to be aware of her surroundings. It was only a minute but in that minute, much to Amber's disadvantage, she was vulnerable to anyone coming across her unaware which was, unfortunately, exactly what happened. Once her robes were back safely on her person, she turned around only to see a man leering at her threateningly, switchblade in hand.

Deven really had nothing to do that night, sporting his usual grin he walked around alley ways doing his phone call's making sure he knew everything that needed to be happened, he was still training his power and had managed to make a nifty blade out of nothing or atleast he thought because he couldn't feel the effect of loss of iron in his blood, and he wouldn't unless he made more of them. The night was chilly but the sky was clear, a nice night to hang out and meet people or so he thought. Turning a corner he glanced at something..no something...that seemed to be moving, and in fact he didn't know what the hell it was...so he moved closer. It turned out that after a minutes reflection it was a woman..he was at a loss of understanding. He went to move towards the woman before another man from the other side of the alley moved forward with a shiftblade, Deven wondered what his plan was untill he understood from the look in his eyes. Making as little noise as possible, Deven rushed forward, as the blade in his hand became larger and larger reaching the size of a two handed Zweihänder. Dashing right beside the mutant woman, Deven attempted to crash his sword on the human's skull without mercy or any remorse, the man had no time to react and to understand the fact that another man was charging at him with a sword, Deven didn't speak to the woman yet, he glanced around if other's were to be seen.

The moment Amber turned around to see the leering enemy in her sights, she felt the trickle of fear run down her spine. It wasn't the abject terror she might have felt a few months ago in similar situations, but it was still there. She had slowly been learning to fight and that knowledge, basic though it currently was, gave her at least a little bit of confidence. That and the knife she had hidden in her robes. She did not, however, have the chance to put any of it to use as, before she even had a chance to react or process the situation, another man came up with a giant sword cutting the skull of her would be attack nearly in half.

Amber stood in shocked silence for a full minute, trying to process what had just happened. She was almost used to the fact that her sister Aura had a violent streak and the knowledge that she sometimes killed humans because she had to, but to know that humans were sometimes killed and to actually witness a violent and ruthless killing in person were two very different things, especially when the killing was an indirect result of her own actions. When her mind and body finally starting working in synch again, she turned to view the stranger.

"You killed him." The words came out as more of an accusation than she had truly meant them to be and she strove to met the man's eyes with her own pitch black ones. Sometimes it was worth having the unnerving gaze she knew she possessed. Maybe the correct resonse should have been thankyou for saving my life but she couldn't quite wrap her head around the fact that the man, threatening and frightening though he was, was now dead and a moment ago he had very much been alive. Sure she wanted to learn to defend herself and yes she was glad not to be a victim yet again, but the fact remained that the man was dead and he had just been alive. It was so quick and sudden and she couldn't get over the shock of its occurance.

Deven removed the blade by uncreating it, seemingly making the blade melt back into his arm, now convinced that no one was around he turned around to meet the black glance that the woman had, Deven was unsure how to react to those eyes, he thought maybe acting like it was normal would fix things, so he did. The man was laying on the ground, his life fluids seeping away from the crack in his skull, Deven merely stepped aside making sure he wouldn't get some on his shoes.

''Well yeah..I did? Should I have just let him gut you? I don't know for you but I very like the fact that I'm alive.''The man shrugged, tossing the fact that he had just killed someone very lightly and in fact it had to be done. ''If you don't mind, I wouldn't want to be standing here when the police emerges from no where and see that there is a dead man standing beside's me, should we go talk elsewhere?'' Meaning Deven had something to ask of the woman.

He was still very new to the mutant thing, but very old to the underground part, he hoped that she would follow him now that he ended up saving her life in a way. If not this would've been a huge loss of time. It wasn't very often could get to meet someone who could change from something he didn't see back into human form and actually have pitch black eyes, he even had a hard time looking straight into her eyes, but he wondered if that's how she felt about the sword he just had in hand. When turning to walk away, Deven had a bunch of swords covering his back like they were the needles of a porcupine, he didn't know it, because it was part of his body and it arose when adrenaline pumped up. A keen eye could see them slowly regressing within his body.

Amber was disturbed by the causal way in which the man reacted to the fact that he had just murdered a man in cold blood. So what if the man had been about to attack her and possibly attempt to kill her himself, did he really deserve to die? The fact that Amber didn't have a definite answer to that question disturbed her more than anything that either man had done ever could. She knew that only a year ago when she had first discovered that she was a mutant that her answer would have been a definate no, but now she just wasn't sure. She wasn't sure of much in the world anymore, it seemed like.

The sword disappearing confirmed for Amber that the man was a mutant. Of course the man was a mutant, because what human would ever want to help her? Humans didn't help mutants, not ever. Well, except for Lenna and Mama T, but they were special humans, quite unlike most. She nodded at the man's suggestion to leave the scene of the crime and decided to follow where he led. While still bothered by his actions, she wasn't stupid enough to voice a protest in the middle of a crime scene. Her fault or not, she was a mutant and that very fact would be enough for many cops to prosecute her. Guild or innocence didn't really matter when one had mutant blood. Besides, it wasn't as if she couldn't take care of herself.

"I appreciate your s-saving me," Amber stated, following the man. "Its j-just...couldn't you have just knocked him out or something?" She hated the slight quiver in her voice and the fact that she sounded so much like the child that in many ways she still was. Her older sister Aura was always so confident and unflinching in the face of danger, she was someone to look up to and emulate. "I'm Amber. What's your name?" She was more pleased with the way her words came out that time, much more confident and unperterbed. Much more like the way she thought her sister would react.

Deven was disturbed a little by the way he disposed of the human, he actually bothered about it within his head but tried to hide it as best as he could. He really didn't bother about the fact the guy dead and all, he just minded that he did the dirty work. Deven had helped the human, but not out of pure heart, he wanted something in return everyone always wants something in return, nothing is ever done for free in a world like this and he would try to make her understand, and make her work for him without breaking her principles.

Deven stopped an instant to turn and face the girl an honest smile on his face. ''Well t'was a pleasure, I don't think you were in any situation to defend yourself right there. The tall Deven shrugged, Tattoo on his arm wearing a tank top and a Jack link's peperoni in his back pocket really didn't give him the knock him out kinda look. ''If I would've done that, he probably would've tried to follow you and find you with a handful of his friend's, I doubt you want to be jumped on by a mob of human's.'' Deven knew how most human's like that work, if they couldn't achieve something by themselves, they came back with their friends, you had to scare them off hard enough to not let them come back. Laying on the wall of a building he seemed to know well he cracked his knuckles and smiled at her. ''I'm Deven pleased to make your acquaintance'' Deven seemed like a wall of confidence, like he knew what he was doing all the time, the guy really had courage too, but the image he gave of himself was the one of a ruthless mutant at the moment.

Amber wasn't entirely sure that he agreed with the other mutant about the chance of her human would-be attacker gathering up his friends and attacking her, but she disliked the prospect of mobs coming after her enough that she didn't call him out on his somewhat questionable logic. It was quite possible that a guy like him, even if he did somehow come back with a couple of friends, probably wouldn't be willing to take on a full grown dinosaur. Maybe she would have to look into getting a truly monstrous predatory form for full intimidation effect. She filed the idea away in order to act on it at a later date.

"Pleased to meet you as well," Amber answered. She felt the slightest pang of envy at the fact that he could walk around with arms exposed without the slightest worry about his skin burning. although it was presently night out and thus she didn't have her usual veil on, she still wore her robes covering nearly all of her body, just in case. They were, in a way, a piece of security for her, even at night when they weren't truly necessary. Still, it wasn't as if Deven was likely to have to worry about something as innane as sunlight during the daytime either.

As Amber continued to follow the sword mutant away from the scene of the crime, she heard the faintest hint of sirens in the distance. "Where are we going?" Maybe he had a secret hideout or something, for all she knew. Did people who killed people have things like that? Maybe she would have to ask Aura when she returned to Sanctuary. "You know, I d-do have powers of my own. I can take care of myself." She decided to add the last bit just in case he got the absurd idea that she was some kind of lost and defenseless damsel in distress. Blades he might have, but how would he react to a full grown Styracosaurus? That was the real question.

Deven was pretty sure human's were that kind of people, life experiences told him that they were able to do such things, but he sure knew that not many people took on a full grown dinosaur without being in awe or totally flabbergasted.

Deven kept glancing over his shoulder, he was interested in that woman, she was different, and he found her interesting, was a good reason enough to help her out for now. In fact Deven didn't have to cover himself, but he didn't notice the changes that were so very minimal it might take weeks of glancing before he noticed anything, but he was slowly becoming heavier, soon enough he would notice the changes of his mutation.

The girl spoke up asking him where they were going, and he could hear the sirens further away, someone had already found the body, sooner than he had anticipated. He shrugged as he turned around. ''Away from the crime scene, I have a bar near here, I'm going there.'' He kept walking But he heard her voice again saying she could fend for herself. ''Well, I saw it takes many minutes to change back into a human form, I hope it doesn't take that long to change into your other form...whatever it is.'' He said as he had no clue what she could change into, but he knew she could change. '' Do you know anyone who can help you out, or do you want to leave by yourself...?'' Of course he wanted to get something out of this girl, but she didn't seem to have anything...

When Deven mentioned going to a bar, Amber didn't bother to mention the fact that she was underage. After what she had just seen the man do, she didn't think he would care much about the technical legality of having a 16 year old in a bar anyway. When it came to the level of wrongness of one crime vs. another, clearly the lesser of the two crimes was letting in an underage girl, lesser by quite a lot as well.

It bothered Amber, just a little, to be wondering around with someone so visibly mutated as Deven was. Of course his power was rather interesting, but she couldn't deal with the stares and judgments of those people around them or the worry that any one of them might decide to freak out and attack them simply for the reason of being mutants. Her own mutation was at least not so obvious unless someone got a close look at her, especially being as covered in cloth and robes as she was.

"Do you know anyone who can help you out, or do you want to leave by yourself...?''

"I have a place I can go," Amber answered. She wasn't entirely certain that she liked the person who had saved her. Sure he had gotten her out of danger, but he had done so with extreme overkill and it was a situation she might very well have been able to get out of on her own anyway. Plus there was the fact that he didn't seem to have much respect at all for her skills or competence. She might have been a naive teenager still, but she wasn't nearly so naive as she used to be and her skills and competence were growing daily. Pure curiosity was the main reason she continued to follow him and the fact that, a bit condescending or not, she was pretty sure the man wasn't going to hurt her. And if he did happen to try anything, well, perhaps he would learn what it was like to make a dinosaur angry.