Luka stood at the top of the Empire State Building. The air was cool, and the night was young. Strangely, no tourists were up here on the roof. Surely they would want to enjoy this beautiful sight of the big apple.
Luka paced back and forth on the roof until he felt a disturbance in the air. The air became motionless and dropped a few degrees. "Whats Up?" a voice asked. Luka turned towards the voice and saw a man in a black trenchcoat. He had black hair slicked with grease and a scar on his face as if he had underwent a painful surgery. "Who... Who are you?" He asked. Luka had a feeling he knew this guy, he emitted a familar aura.
Luka paced back and forth on the roof until he felt a disturbance in the air. The air became motionless and dropped a few degrees. "Whats Up?" a voice asked. Luka turned towards the voice and saw a man in a black trenchcoat. He had black hair slicked with grease and a scar on his face as if he had underwent a painful surgery. "Who... Who are you?" He asked. Luka had a feeling he knew this guy, he emitted a familar aura.