<div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs10/i/2006/134/9/9/Red_Dragon_Head_Side_view_by_Tarjcia.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ai Chan<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Charisma, NPC neighbors, The Gang.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The block on which Lilith's is located.<br/><strong>Goal:</strong>Sending a message.<br/><br/>The city always looked so small from high above, Ai thought as she banked her wide wings and turned back toward home. She took a few long, graceful flaps before coasting back easily on a drift of air just below the clouds. She was relieved that Jugo was no longer in that den of vipers, but she was still his eyes from above. Watching was her favorite way to help, she could see everything from above, even as the creatures moving below more closely resembled ants than powerful demons and were-beasts.<br/><br/><em>They're on the move, Jugo Sama.</em>Ai communicated to her master as she banked over the roof of his suite.<em>Should I give persuit or stay on the nightclub?</em><br/><br/><em>Stay on the club.</em>Jugo's powerful voice boomed into her head, his thoughts always sounded like they were shouted.<em>I've sent Shogo with a team of leg breakers to send these upstarts a message. I want everything on that block destroyed or burning, everything except their little nightclub. They ought to be on the street by now.</em><br/><br/>Sure enough, the Main Entrance of the Red Dragon was streaming with little black ants, all dressed alike in their black leisure suits and sunglasses despite the hour. A few darted out ahead of the rest, wearing hooded black sweatshirts and respirators over their faces, Ai recognized them as the "Taggers". As the taggers quickly went about their work, the huge dragon pitched her wings forward and began to descend over the street that was flooded with half a hundred suited men.<br/><br/>By now a few of the Taggers had set up on either side of the front door to Lilith's Cave, one was laying down a massive red base coat with wide rollers, while the other was doing roughly the same. They would each be responsible for a large scale "Throw Up (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F3PAi3dK8ks/SotHm-LlQeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/6q_d24FFCAM/s320/IMG_9572.jpg)" on each side of the door, while the others ran up and down the street, tagging anything that they could find in two languages. Each Tagger had his own style and message for the neighborhood. While some neatly wrote out "Save Face, Leave this Place" others were writing the word "Cowards" all along the gutter in front of the nightclub.<br/><br/>At first, the unfortunate people still waiting out front of Lilith's looked poised to offer a fight to the ambitious teens who had suddenly made the nightclub into their collective canvas, but the heroes soon fell to the ground with the rest as Ai's wings swept a massive gust of wind against the row of buildings and roared her mighty roar.<br/><br/>The first ones to their feet met swiftly with Ai's hungry jaws, heads and torsos plucked off of twitching legs as swiftly as if they were dandelions. The rest stayed down as Ai's claws tore into the asphalt and she dug up the street to halt her momentum. She gave another curt roar to those still living and laying on the ground or those inside. The roar said, "There's a pissed off dragon out here, don't fuck with us."<br/><br/>It was then that the "Leg-Breakers" arrived. Some carried chains or bats, but most had sledge hammers. Mailboxes and payphones made for obvious targets to the first arrivals, anything made of glass came next, windows, windshields, glass storefronts; all were swiftly shattered into the streets. Ai knew that was her cue to start the burning.<br/><br/>After a few lumbering steps down the street, Ai used her long neck to swing her head through the front of a liquor store, tearing the entrance and roof into a crown of decimated rubble before she unleashed the molten column of white hot flame that exploded up and outward as she lifted her head. Some of the Breakers cheered as the flames leaped into the air, and the roof shook free of Ai's horns.<br/><br/>Down the block, one of the thugs wielding a sledge hammer had knocked over a fire hydrant which was spraying a high pressure column of water up into the air and creating a small, dirty lake opposite the club.<br/><br/>Most of the taggers were putting the finishing touches on their artwork by the time Ai spread her wings again. One sweeping flap of her wings sent a wall of air down the street, knocking over bystanders who were too slow in fleeing and even in one case, tipping a white sports car over on its nose to land on the roof in a sickening crunch of glass and twisting metal. As the second flap lifted her massive red body up from the street, Ai let loose a long, sustained column of flame that engulfed both sides of the street and even the street itself in flame.<br/><br/>Every structure on the block was either in flames or destroyed by the invading thugs, up and down the block with the exception of Lilith's Cave. By now, the two Taggers who'd been painting "Throw-Ups (http://keusta.net/blog/images/graffiti/bordo_chinese_graffiti.jpg)" on the side of the club were done now, sprinting back to the Red Dragon, leaving the piles of empty paint cans and buckets behind in sloppy piles below their work.<br/><br/>The smell of molten tar filled the air as the dragon banked back toward home. Shogo was the last to leave the block, standing vigil over his underlings until the job was finished with an assault rifle strapped around his neck. The flood of suits ebbed back down the side street as abruptly as they'd come. Leaving only destruction in their wake. Above Lilith's entrance, in neat block letters from a teal grease pen read "Welcome to the Neighborhood", while the rest of the block burned.