Singing birds could be heard everywhere, the chatter of squirles, and the leaves crackling under Farleigh's feet. Other than those thing the forest was quiet, it was the only place that could relax her.
Why can't all places be so peaceful? thought Farleigh.
She stopped walked and leaned on one of the tall trees, looking up into the sky. A crackle of leaves came from behind her, like someone else was walking in the woods too. It didn't sound like and animal walking on the leaves, it was louder.
Farleigh froze for minute, then ran behind the tree she was leaning on. The noises stopped and she was able to let out a sigh. Farleigh took in a deep breath, smiling as she breathed in the pine scent.
Relax, she thought to herself. It's just an animal, quit worrying.
The russling noise came back and this time Farleigh turned around. A boy that she didn't recognize was walking the opposite direction of her.
Maybe he's someone from school?
"Hi!" she shouted to the boy.
He stopped walking and turned his head around, his golden eyes glinted in the sunlight making her gasp.
"He's a demon..."
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Our happiness here is all vain glory,
This false world is but transitory,
The flesh is weak, the Fiend is slee
Timor mortis conturbat me.
--William Dunbar
Jackson was thrown to the ground with a grunt.
He slowly got up and was kicked down again.
" Well, if it isn't a little fish in a big pond..." The man laughed and then zipped down his pants.
Jackson smiled.
" You like that huh?!" The man laughed.
" No...I will like THIS."
The man then felt like he got punched in the gut.
he slowly walked away from jackson...and ran to the window of the man's penthouse and flew through it. Jackson looked down and saw the man splatter on the ground. He spitted at him.
" slimy....to think he did that with women."
Jackson then turned around to see the bodyguard of the man open his pistol and shot a round into Jackson's chest.
But Jackson didn't falter. He only laughed.
" How do you kill a man with no heart?"
Jackson then walked toward's the man while the guy kept shooting into Jackson's chest.
Jackson looked at the man and saw that he was still breathing. He shot a round into him and looked outside into the shattered glass.
" Phonix...nice little town to live in."
A person's heart is like a painting.
Because it's fragile, yet it bring's the greatest emotions to you.
Name: Augustus (Goes by Auggie )
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Demon, Royal Sibling
Appearance: Looks something like this. Dark red/brown hair, gold eyes, and stands about 6' 1".
Personality: Peaceful, laid-back, and intelligent. Auggie is quiet, but isn't afraid to speak up for what he believes in. He is bold and not at all lazy, but enjoys taking life at a leisurely pace. He hates rushing into things and takes the time to step back and consider his options before making a decision. He takes well to strangers, but isn't quick to truly trust someone. He is kind and just, earning him the nickname, Peace or Peacekeeper.
Background: His (human) mother died in childbirth. He lived with his (human) father, traveling the world twice around and then some. He became familiar with many of the world's cultures and languages, and grew up with a sense of adventure. Then, when he was sixteen, his father was killed in a freak accident involving a fall from a cliff. Auggie was sent to live with his aunt and uncle until he turned eighteen, then moved away, gradually drawing closer to Phoenix.
Abilities/powers: Auggie has the ability to see through illusions and lies, as well as see some of the past. He can't see any farther back than when he was *re*born, but he can see almost anyones past. Key words -- almost anyone.
Reincarnation: Rekhyt -- Second youngest of all siblings, oldest male.
Weapons: A sword Other: He knows about twenty different languages. Up for love, but you have to ask me (Maybe) first. PM or DT.
Name: Sartharis
Age: 887 (Looks no older than 25 by human standards)
Gender: Female
Race: Demon, Trust Seeker
Appearance: Looks like this. Stands about 5' 8", gold eyes and black hair.
Personality: Kind and gentle, Sartharis is soft-spoken and wise. She isn't like most of the other demons, who hope to find the siblings and harness their energy to be their own. The exact opposite, in fact. She hopes to find the siblings and help them to keep away from the others. She is intelligent and quick-witted.
Background: She was pretty young -- by demon standards -- when the war took place, 600 years ago. She had been the daughter of one of the higher ranking demons and taken as one of the Emperor's "lovers" and had given birth to one of the siblings before the war. Now, she lives by herself, a simple wanderer looking for one -- or all -- of the siblings before the others can find them. Is currently searching in Arizona, near Phoenix.
Abilities/powers: Sartharis has the ability to animate objects as well as control light in a one mile diameter around herself.
Reincarnation: None
Weapons: A staff and a few simple daggers.
Other: Is the mother of Rekhyt (Now Augustus/Auggie). Not up for love at the moment.
**Let me know if I need to change anything.**
Be the cartoon heart. Light a fire, light a spark. Light a fire, flame in my heart. We'll run wild, we'll be glowing in the dark.
Khai turned his head in surprise, then shielded his eyes as the sun seared them. With his vision momentarily blocked, he felt the person who had called out. Her energy pulsed quickly, as if she was afraid.
She must be human, he knew they were sometimes afraid of demons.
But Khai was in a good mood, so he lowered his arm and walked slowly over to her. He had meant to go carefully, so as not to frighten her, but by the way her energy sped up he knew he just looked menacing.
"Hi," he replied, hoping she really was afraid and that he had not misread the energy. Fast pulsing energy usually signaled adrenaline, maybe she was angry. He waited patiently for a response.
**Just because Khai is patient doesn't mean I will be... **
*one thing, the human race doesn't know about demons, unless they have a strong sixth sense.*
Seda-
The sun had set and the city was just beginning to come alive. Seda pulled his bike into a parking spot before checking into one of the more obscure hotels. Exhausted he lay on the bed and closed his eyes.
Khylaris slammed the gate shut, locking it with his mind as he ran to catch up to the others. They had all gathered in their father's study behind the wide circular meeting hall.
"Damn that Alexer. How could he betray Father like that, after he took him in!?" That was Theri, her usually calm exterior cracking under the pressure.
"What does it matter now?" Rekhyt, ever the pessimist. "We're trapped, we're all going to die anyways."
Finally Khylaris spoke up. "Not necessarily," Now they were all looking at him. "I've got an idea, something they'd never expect. It's crazy, so crazy it just might work."
"So hurry up and tell us." Leian was about ready to jump up and shake her brother.
"Well, what if..." He held up a small clear vial inside a brilliant blue flame shone, it's center a deep indigo with flickers of violet. "We use Sorcerer's Fire?"
Seda sat up with a jolt his head pounding, he looked out the window, and saw the sky beginning to lighten. "What was that dream about? Oh well." Seda could never remember his dreams, he shrugged it off and headed for the shower. "Now then. Let's check this city out."
Name: Sam
Age: 16 ( As she appear's anyway)
Race: Angel
Appearance: Bright red hair with alway's White Tops, Jean's, shoes, Even Hair Accesories.
Personality: A very protective angel that often makes sure that Jackson doesn't go over the line. But is often kind and willing to help anyone.
Backround: She was assigned to Jackson to protect him and other's from his power. She is experienced and powerful in her own way.
Ability's: Has the extremely rare ablility to cancel out the power's of Demons and angel's for a short time. She can also heal any wound that isn't emotional.
Weapon: a huge hammer
Other: Often Call's Jackson ' Little bro' which really doesn't make him popular with the other Demons with the 'love bird' thing.
A person's heart is like a painting.
Because it's fragile, yet it bring's the greatest emotions to you.
Lucille drew another line on her notepad, finishing the beak of the bird pecking at the seed at her feet. She pushed the pencil behind her ear and looked at her drawing. It looked alright for an amateur drawing. All she needed to do now was color it. Sighing Lucille looked around the park for something else to draw. Seeing nothing else to draw she decided to wander for a bit.
What a nice day. Lucille thought to herself, maybe I'll take a nap.
Lucille found her favorite spot with her hammock slung between two strong trees. When ever she wanted a break from the world she asked her mother to pack her a few lunches and took off to sleep under the stars. Lucille dropped her pad and paper on the ground beside the hammock and flopped on the hammock itself. Her hair flew across her face and she absently brushed it aside. The breeze swung her back and forth until Lucille was lulled to sleep.
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"The Sorcerers Fire? Are you insane?" shouted Rekhyt, "I'd rather die fighting than be burned to death by my brothers stupidity!"
Leian sighed as she put her head into her hands, "I agree with Khylaris, it might be our only chance to survive."
Theri straightened, "Why would we abandon our people? If we fall, they fall. If we use the fire, we might have some chance to live."
Lunatheris paced across the floor, "Well, I think it's up to Theri."
"Well I think we should all make the decision together." Theri protested strongly, "If we're going to live then we'll need to all Reincarnate. If we all don't then we're doomed."
The castle shook, causing books to fall off the shelves of their fathers study. Lunatheris stumbled but caught herself on Their's chair.
A fist pounded on the table, "We need to decide now." Rekhyt ordered.
Everyone stared at the little fire in their brothers hands. -------------------------------------------------------------
Falon ran towards the town. She had slept in a tree the night before, but after a racoon started throwing a fit at her she decided it would be best to leave. She slowly moved towards where she could possible get some clothes. If she could see some she could make a pair. She just needed to see what the humans wore. She could feel people looking at her in her long whitish robe which was now wrinkled and covered in dirt. She had managed to pull her hair back and some what make herself look more dull. She saw a store and quickly ducked in as two offical looking people started walking towards her. She didn't know if she had done something wrong or not, but she needed to get something else to wear. She finally found a pair of jeans that looked like something she had seen others wear and a shirt. She touched both with her finger the tip of it turning a very light shade of yellow. THe one thing all angels were gifted with was being able to get the means they needed if they some how manged to fall to earth.
"Can I help you?" A mean looking lady asked walking over and looking at her.
"Umm..I." Falon didn't know what to say.
"Are you going to buy those?" She asked,
"No, ma'am." She replied,
"Then please leave, I don't need any freaks in here." The lady snapped quietly. Falon jumped back and hurried out of the building running smack into someone.
***Anyone can be who she ran into. I just want to be able to get her with someone else.***
The final glow of the setting sun was fading into the night sky. Not that it was dark, by any means. Artifical lights from the city below shone brightly, the continuous honking and the squealing of tires...
Putting my hands behind my head I lay back on the roof, watching as a blinking airplane flew by, thousands of feet above. No stars shone and only a faint crescent moon was visible. I closed my eyes...
The siblings all stared at the fire that danced dangerously in their brothers palm, its blue light never faltering.
"What other choice do we have? Even if we did die by the fire, at least we'd die trying..." one murmured quietly.
"There has to be-"
A particularly loud screech sounded nearby, followed by a sickening crash. I was jolted from the dream -- the dream I could never remember, nor finish. Crawling to the end of the roof, I peered over the edge, the sounds of sirens already drawing close.
The accident wasn't bad. Nevertheless, I swung my legs over the side of the roof and climbed quickly down, running over.
"Is everyone alright?"
*I'll introduce Sartharis later*
Be the cartoon heart. Light a fire, light a spark. Light a fire, flame in my heart. We'll run wild, we'll be glowing in the dark.
It had only been a matter of seconds, but the ones beforehand had been so much longer. Caitlin had stared down the street through the closed window. If only she could be walking down there.
She walked back inside her room, leaned against the closed - and always locked - door. She hadn't turned any lights on after she'd woken up earlier, she'd had that dream again. It never finished, there was no beginning nor ending to it - at least no logical ones.
The only thing she could remember from the last dream was a vague sentence, but she didn't know what it meant. 'There has to be another way. There has to be another way to save us - to save everyone!'
Longingly she stared across the room outside. Lanterns had gone on, but they weren't doing a good job. The one in front of the window had given up on working a long time ago. But who had to be saved, what did the dream mean? It didn't make any sense.
The only way to find out... She glanced back at the window, then, in sudden realisation, made a mad dash for it, and before Caitlin knew it there was the sound of breaking glass around her.
She stood there for a moment and tried to figure out what was going on around her. One, she was suprised that he was a demon, and 2, she was talking to him.
"Um," her mind went blank. "I'm Farleigh it's nice to meet you."
He nodded his head. "I'm Khai,"
Farleigh's heart was about to jump out of her chest. The same question kept coming back to her. Could she trust him? A birds tweet broke the silence between them.
"Do you like the woods too?" she asked as she began to walk again, Khai right behind her.
Your talking to a demon! this thought should've made her even more scared, but it actually calmed her down a bit.
"It's quiet," he replied, looking around.
Farleigh turned her head to see if he was still following, and he was. Khai walked faster and was just a few steps behind. Now there was another question that she wanted to ask, and even though she had a pretty good idea what the answer was, she still wanted to ask.
"Khai," she said hesitantly. "Are you a demon?"
Our happiness here is all vain glory,
This false world is but transitory,
The flesh is weak, the Fiend is slee
Timor mortis conturbat me.
--William Dunbar
Khai paused mid step, deliberating in his head. Her energy was pulsing more slowly than it had been at first, but it still shot up unexpectedly sometimes.
He bit his lip slightly, then looked her straight in the eye, "Yes."
Cam ran swiftly through the forest. "Khai! Where are yo-" She called and tripped over a log. Stupid forest. The thought as she tumbled into a human. "Oh my god! I'm so so so sorry!" Cam squealed, helping the girl to her feet.
Jackson walked down to the elavator and began to whistle.
The door opened to reveal a police officer screaming in his face to get to the ground.
" All right chill..." Jackson said as he held up his hands," Just..." Jackson then grabbed the gun the officer was holding and disarmed the officer and jabbed him in the neck.
Jackson letted go of the gun and holstered it in his pants.
" Jack!"
He rolled his eye's and turned around to see Sam...His gaurdian angel.
" What do you think your doing?!" She said as she looked at the man.
" I knew that my powers were blocked...Why are you here?"
" Because you killed two men and almost killed this poor officer of justice."
Jackson gagged.
" One of the guy's was giving me a ride and suddenly drugged me and brought me here to sexually assualt me, and the other was his bodygaurd and shot me in the chest!"
Sam looked at him with no smypathy as she slowly began to heal the man's wounds.
" A squad team is coming up to kill you Jackson...I Won't allow you to kill them. Go down the stairs and escape."
Sam watched Jackson run off to the stairs and she knelt down to the officer....his eyes were gold.
" No..." Sam gulped and then the elavator door's opened to see five demons come up with Shotguns and a chainsaw.
" Hello little girl..." One of them chuckle and then aimed his pistol at Sam...but he saw the eyes. Pure white.
" Ah! A angel in a human hotel...She must be protecting Jackson."
Then the demon grabbed Sam and suddenly tentacles came out of his back and they slowly wrapped around Sam, Making her feel Sick.
" Why don't you come with us love...you might even get something out of it."
The other demons chuckled and three of them ran off to the stairs.
Then the demon's tentacles reached Sam's face and one of them entered her mouth...and it went straight to her brain!
" AAAAAHHHHH!" Sam screamed and she blocked the demons power...instantly retracting the tentacles and Sam pushed him back and suddenly brought out a huge hammer!
" SHIT!" The demon cried and began to fire at Sam...only to get knocked into the wall by Sam's hammer. The other demon kept firing at Sam. She knocked him down.
" Please...no...no!" But his crie went uncalled and he simply disaeppered into nothing as Sam's hammer went staight into him.
A person's heart is like a painting.
Because it's fragile, yet it bring's the greatest emotions to you.
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