In New York.

This has been my first time in New York State since the Gamma Explosion 
of 1999. The bomb cleared ALL life in the area, normal and exotic alike, 
but left the buildings intact. It was a morbid sensation. I was one of 
the first heroes on site. It was a grisly sight; it made me want to 
puke. People in the street, cars crashed into whatever was near and 
wildlife dead on the lawns. The saving grace was that the foliage was 
still standing and looking pristine.  But after a day or two even they 
fell victim to the bomb.

They caught the people who had detonated the bomb and quickly threw them 
on trial. Under the Terrorism Acts instated by President Nader "The New 
Sons of Humanity" were quickly put to death. This put the country into 
chaos pitting exotic against norm, brother against brother, and hero 
against hero. The crimson chaos saw the demise of many people who had 
served humanity just a year ago.

I was torn from that world and thrust into this one not a week ago. I am 
envious, it goes against my seed but I cannot help it. But I see this 
world on the edge of a knife. Walk too much in either direction and 
there will be devastation and the Kami will weep in this reality.

The Bar fire was the first step towards the abyss. Honestly we danced 
through &@%# and came out smelling like roses. I hate fires I really do, 
having the seed doesn't help me at all. The people on the upper floor was 
fine, it was all 'exotics' so I wasn't worried. They might be old but 
they can still survive, more then a norm that is. I care for the 
innocents and thus must help them. The People who caused this will Burn! 
Eye for an Eye.

Some of the memories of the Hikaru of this dimension have filtered down 
through the fog. It is odd, most of the memories of my past are the same 
until about five years ago. I accept a contract that he didn't. He never 
got the sword that I did. There is also the feeling of lose that I can't 
pin down. It is almost as if he lost… Sweet mother of god! Nekomi! Not 
you… How could I be so foolish! Sato would strike around me before he 
strikes at me.

The rest of the trip wasn't so bad. The beginning was a bit boring. I 
went shopping with Ariadne and her other friend. I cannot recall her 
name. I was little spaced out, I kept seeing the destruction of my 
Manhattan. She kept shooting sidelong glances at me. It was starting to 
weird me out because she was looking disappointed. Sure she kept looking 
at my sword, but I think she felt the power within it. I tried to 
explain that I haven't drawn blood with it but she wouldn't believe me. 
"A sword is made to kill, there is no other fate for it. Anyone who 
believes this is a fool," is what she said to me. I should show her what 
I can do with it.

This Ariadne is a nice enough person, she says she is from Austria, but 
her accent doesn't sound Austrian. She looks Mediterranean more then 
anything. I cannot feel for where she is from. But I sense something odd 
with her. I can't put my finger on it through.

The group that is calling itself the knights of the coast seem nice 
enough, but I am worried about his "cipher character."  She is a fanatic 
and a science fanatic at that. The fanatics are the most dangerous kind 
of people and they are easily manipulated. I fear that she might be 
tempted to turn if provided with enough "reason and cause." She is also 
invisible and I really don't trust invisible characters. I never know if 
they are making faces at me or where they are or what they are doing. It 
doesn't settle well with me.

The rest of the crew seems competent and trustworthy. Through I think I 
am going to have to lock my "room" at the "base" because I have had an 
oddly large amount of orange pop spilt on me. I don't like the way this 
is going.

I got to meet the Famous Dan Gerard today! I was so excited. He was such 
a famous actor in my dimension. It was great. If I ever get back I have 
an autograph that will be worth millions.

I am on a tangent. The discussion, when not bogged down by the 
puesdointellects, was stimulating. I believe that an exotic political 
party might be formed, and in that the power to remove the Keene Act and 
put in its place an Act that will truly allow the exotics and the norms 
live in peace. We just need to find a person that exotics can rally 
behind and that the norms will not be threatened by. That is a choice 
harder then one would think. Sadly, Thunder would have been a good 
choice but he is dead. I am told he fell before he died which is also a 
shame.

We are almost at the old asylum. I hope that this "Evil" I am told of can 
be thwarted…

StarSeed