<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROXZFfuHbrs/TEhyO0C-API/AAAAAAAAMR0/AEorqMvgIqE/s640/jon+foo+10.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Shang-Chi<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Chinatown, NY->Subway-> Luke's - Harlem, NY<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Shirtless, black sweat pants -> Red sleaveless hoodie, black sweatpants, and kung-fu shoes<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Luke Cage (Mentions), Jessica Jones (Mentions)<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Inside a darken room, a lone light from a wax candle flickered; illuminating barely little of the room. What it did reveal with it's light was a lone man sitting with his legs crossed, eyes closed, and arms dripped over his legs. From head to toe the man was covered in sweat, whether it was from anything physical remains a mystery. However, as he sat there, sweat rolling off his body as time flowed, the man's eyes flickered as if he was dreaming. He wasn't sleeping, or at least the definition of sleeping. The man, Shang-Chi, was in a deep state of meditation that aided in his calmness of mind.<br/><br/>However, there was no calmness in this session. A pained expression on Shang-Chi's face revealed his discomfort as a sensation of coldness covered Shang-Chi mind as he felt it slowly cover the city. He could feel it. He could feel the cold darkness decend upon the city ever so slowly as if it was trying to drain Shang-Chi of his life. Within Shang-Chi's eyes, all he saw was darkness. Within the darkness, hands reached to him that he could barely makeout. These hands were made of the darkness that obfuscated his vision as if it was every shadow within the world through his eyes.<br/><br/>It grasped Shang-Chi's arms and as it did a lions roar screamed through his ears, shocking Shang-Chi out of his trance. By coicidence or fate, the candle that illuminated his room was blown out, leaving Shang-Chi in total darkness as he breathed heavily. Standing up, Shang-Chi shakenly walked into his bathroom and turned on the light to illuminate the room. Splashing water on his face and grabbing a towel to dry his body of sweat, Shang-Chi looked into his bathroom mirror and stared into his own eyes for an entire minute. Seeing the same dark hands that tried to grab him in his own eyes reflection, Shang-Chi closed his eyes and dried off all the sweat from his body and proceeded to shower as fast as he could. For whatever reason after his meditative session, he did not feel safe in his own appartment anymore. It wasn't like how his father's assassins would barge into his quarters and try to kill him. Shang-Chi did not fear them. Whatever this feeling was, Shang-Chi felt fear come from him because of it. He needed to find someone. He needed to know if they felt it too. If not, he had to warn them that something is coming tonight. A darkness he could not describe was coming.<br/><br/>Exiting his appartment, Shang-Chi looked left and then right. His caution was causing him to feel out his surroundings more so than he usually would when he felt threatened. His mind was on high alert now and remained so as he jogged his way to the closest Subway entrance to his house. Paying the 3$ fare for him to ride a train to Harlem, Shang-Chi boarded the train with no problem.<br/><br/>There were few heroes Shang-Chi was affiliated with in his time as a street hero. Some, like Spider-Man and Daredevil, were hard to find considering they could be in any place throughout where they work. However, the one Shang-Chi is seeking is someone Shang-Chi is almost certain he would be in the spot he would find him at. Luke Cage aka Power Man was someone Shang-Chi met through Heroes for Hire, a rag-tag group of Street-level heroes that Shang-Chi was once apart of. He remembered fondly of the team that he left after awhile to hunt his father. Now, returning to New York for the same reason Shang-Chi left, he came into contact with Luke Cage who's been running a bar. While Shang-Chi doesn't drink, he would visit to say greetings to his friend. It was also Luke who pointed Shang-Chi to someone who would help him find his father in New York; Jessica Jones. Jessica was another person special like Luke. However, she didn't do the hero exploits like Luke and Shang-Chi. She did, however, do investigative work. She was someone Shang-Chi needed in finding whatever he could  about his father. It also humored him seeing the sour look when he mentioned to Jessica that she was reconmended by Luke Cage. It wasn't hard for Shang-Chi to deduce that something is going on between the two. Thinking about it was easing Shang-Chi's mind and almost made him relax.<br/><br/>Suddenly, inside the train that Shang-Chi was riding to Harlem in, a gush of wind brushed Shang-Chi's neck. Turning around immediately, ready to engage what was about to attack him, Shang-Chi was met with just the normal sight of pedestrians riding a train. Some of them were looking at Shang-Chi as if he was losing his mind. Maybe he was, but Shang-Chi was too balanced in spirit to be feeling the effects of insanity. Turning back around, Shang-Chi still felt that someone was watching him; stalking him. This feeling stayed with Shang-Chi as he exited the train and walked to his destination. This sensation that someone was hunting him was slowly wading on his mind as he remained walking alone on the streets of Harlem.<br/><br/>Shang-Chi was spooked. Spooked enough for him to find companionship in order to confirm that he was not alone in this sensation. He needed to know if someone else could feel this darkness that was coming, even if they were not of responsive to the world as Shang-Chi was through meditation and martial prowless. Finally reaching his destination by foot, Shang-Chi gripped the handle to the door to Luke's, but did not enter. No, he checked his surroundings for whatever was watching him first. Finding nothing within his vicinity that warranted his attention, even with extending his meditative sense to make sure he was safe, Shang-Chi entered the door to the bar.