AU: Jo had a feeling she was being watched.

It was late. The moon was full; it hung low in the sky over the market. It seemed that it had never been as big as it was tonight. The area was awash with a luminescent blue light that outshone the lamps and small lights bulbs in the marketplace that she found herself in.

The marketplace was on a steep hill leading down to the water below. The cobblestone path that was in the middle had mud and some grass on either side. She didn't know if it had been turned to mud by horses or cars, but she found that she didn't really care.

Jo walked through the marketplace, not really paying attention to the stalls and their respective owners. The marketplace reminded her of an Indian bizarre, with the vendors displaying their goods on stands and tables. Beyond the few people doting the street, and the stalls and stands of the market place, the walls and buildings of the city looked shabby and in need of repair. They looked like they would belong to an ancient and deserted city.

Jo walked down the street towards the dark water, stopping occasionally to look at the venders wears. When she reached the water she noticed that the cobblestone path didn't stop at the edge, it went straight into the gloomy depths without pause. She stuck her toe into the cloudy water and found it to be cold. She shivered at the thought of what lay below the surface.

After a moment Jo realized that she didn't have any shoes. So she began walking back up the street in search of a vendor. She hopped from one patch of stone to the next in an attempt to avoid the mud and chunks of grass. She wondered if she had been drugged, but tossed the idea aside.

Jo was looking at a vendor on the left side of the street, when she had a peculiar feeling race up her back and settle in the hairs of her neck. She looked around for a cause, when her eyes landed on a pair of strangers staring at her. Deciding that she would see if it she was just being paranoid she began walking away from the pair. She knew what they were the moment they began to follow her.

So she ran. Bolted would be a more apt word, but at the moment she couldn't spare the time to think about it. Jo ran around vendors, tables, and stalls. She knew if the pair caught her she would be done for, and with their inhuman speed they were much faster then her. In a last ditch attempt to shake them she ran into a stall that was somewhat bigger than the others, it had rooms market off by glass and fabric. The stall was filled with glittering jewels. Jewels of every verity, hanging from the walls and ceiling, and scattered on the tables. This only helped in making her dizzy as it did nothing to through off her pursuers. Pushing past a wall of cloth in the back she dashed once again up towards the city.

Suddenly one of the two that had been following was right in front of her. He stopped her running with a hand to her shoulder. She had forgotten one of the most important rules: Always keep your eyes on your opponents.

She was on her butt before she knew what was happening. The man in front of her did nothing but stare as he waited for his female partner to catch up. When they got there they just starred for a while. She felt as if they were admonishing her, like she was small child who tried to avoid bed time.

One of the two moved toward her in a flash, she tried to get away but the next thing she knew the world had changed.

The first thing she noticed was the color; it was all blues and greens. It was as if she didn't even have yellow or red in her color palate anymore. That's not to say that she didn't have a wide palate. The range of blues and greens that she could now see was beyond belief. The next thing she noticed was the smell. She could smell everything, and it was wonderful. But there was one thing that smelled like the most amazing perfume she had every inhaled in her life, and if was coming straight from the vendor across the street.

Jo began to stalk forward. Faster than she had run previously and it seemed like none of the other humans could sense or see her. When she reached the man she inhaled slow and deep. It was the most amazing rush she had ever felt, that is until she got closer. As she closed the small gap remaining between them she could feel the man become dazed and relaxed. She didn't know if this was coming from one of the other two, or if it was just something that was a part of her now. She didn't really care.

Her mouth was on him before either of them knew what was happening. The flavor was enough to send her into a blissed out euphoria. He was a perfect combination of flavors, with just a hint of cinnamon to top it all off.

When Jo had finished she began to test her limits. She ran up the street behind the vendor's stalls and carts, faster and faster. Jo leapt into the air with a wild cry of exhilaration.

The night was now hers.