(@ Hiss13: please don't just land autoattacks like that. It's not that big of a deal right now, but unless there's a swarm of weak enemies, make your attack and I will determine the result. @Cyaloom: a cat's coat is the color and form of its fur; he isn't wearing an actual coat lol.)
"I can tell you're afraid. Don't worry; if we were in any real danger, I would not be here. You're also rather confused, which is quite understandable." The cat's tail flicked back and forth occasionally as he spoke. Looking closely, one could tell that this was no ordinary cat; while the body was indistinguishable from any other, the eyes held an unmistakable light of intelligence not normally found in a feline companion. "To answer your question, no, I did not bring you here. Something deep within you brought you here, something you likely aren't aware of. Something that you might have never learned of if you hadn't chosen to come to this place tonight." That wasn't entirely true; it was possible another would have found him, and they regularly patrolled this area.
The cat padded forward and jumped onto the windowsill. He seemed to gesture with his tail toward the beast. "Look back to them for a moment." The transformed girl crashed down with a crushing blow, actually pushing the beast downward into the asphalt slightly. It caused further damage when she used it as a springboard, launching back into the air. The wound from earlier seemed to leak, rather than bleed; while the substance that came from it looked like blood, it floated out and dissipated after a few seconds, vanishing into nothingness.
"Do you see the kind of power they wield? Watch my friend Takeshi for a moment; he is about to end the monster's pain." As if on cue, the silver-haired fighter leapt up into the air with another shout, and slammed his blade downward in a brutal slash, bisecting the "beoar" and causing it to roar in pain before it froze, dissolving before the eyes of everyone watching. "You have the potential to become as powerful. I am Astros. My kind is known as the Mediators, and I have the ability to unlock that power through a contract."
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Takeshi's blade disappeared as he returned to a standing position. He flashed white for a moment, and the warrior was replaced by a shorter, much more typical-looking teenager. His hair was fairly long and bleached blonde, and he wore a ragged white hoodie with an abstract, artistic design across the chest. His jeans were in similar condition, with a blown-out knee and several bare patches. His shoes seemed to be in decent condition, though it was hard to tell in that lighting. He clapped his hands together once. "Well, that was fun. You all watching-" he gestured at the people who had been hiding, and the much weaker sensations that had been coming from the people that were more than likely being approached as he spoke by Mediators "- you can come out now. I promise I don't bite, and I can tell that pretty much all of you are new around here in one way or another." He chuckled. "Yeah, even the people that have lived here their whole lives."
His cheerful expression changed to a frown for a moment as he sensed a few, more familiar, presences approaching. Three more people approached, already transformed and obviously there for a reason. "Preserver," he said in a sort of icy greeting.
"Loner," the one in the center of their formation returned with a similar tone. "I see you're done murdering another beast. Do you really think we'll continue to tolerate your actions?"
"Yes," he returned defiantly. "This is my territory and my home, and you had seen that one you would know damn well there was no saving it."
The leader, another tall boy with short-cropped brown hair and dressed in what appeared to be ornate steel plate, looked around with a derisive expression. He did note, however, the presence of others. "Fine, then. I recommend staying in your. . . home, however; you never know. The Peacekeepers might misunderstand what you were doing outside your territory." It was fairly apparent that if any "misunderstandings" occurred, it wouldn't be Peacekeepers acting. "Come on. There's nothing left for us to do here." He turned about sharply, revealing a long, but somewhat narrow scarlet cape - or was it a scarf? It was difficult to tell; the light wasn't ideal. Takeshi waited until there was a fair distance between himself and them before turning back to those who had witnessed the battle.
"As much as I hate following Haruto's model, we should probably not stick around here. Someone probably called the cops, and we're a pretty shady-looking group. I'm sure you've got questions, so if you want 'em answered you're gonna want to follow me." He started walking toward another alleyway, looking over his shoulder to see if anyone was following.