The Chosen Few

The year is 2011; Fast approach of the Darkness has made itself known. There has never been such a force that had a primary goal to destroy. The year 2010 has been long and wrecked with many mysteries in both the human world and worlds beyond. 2012 will soon be upon us, the time of rebirth is coming. A key element in the survival of all life in the universe are the Chosen Beings. The Chosen are beings who were born of a divine right. They could not be touched and their birth was inevitable. This was true... With the power of the chosen few, life will be saved for all. But can the lives of the Chosen be spared to the time of Rebirth?

The Tasks of the Chosen Few are not that of ease... Their tasks require them to rise from the darkness, into the light. But the Light is something that shines only for those who seek it. The Chosen are those that not only seek the light, but require it. They themselves... are the Light.

They must first realize themselves and become a full fledged Chosen One. In order to do this, they must let go of all their worldly bonds and take their place in the Temple of the Chosen itself. They must let go of everything... their family, their love, their friends. These things will only hold them back from ascending. This requires Will.

Next, they must learn of the ways of the Chosen; in doing this, they become ever more powerful themselves and more capable of facing the challenges that await them in the time of Rebirth. This requires Knowledge.

When the time of Rebirth comes, those who are not prepared to face the threat will be destroyed and consumed by the darkness. They must prepare themselves to endure that darkness and it’s minions, whatever may come their way. This requires Strength.

"Great challenges await you.. While you were born of the light, not all is pure. Will gives you the power to fight your destiny. Not all chosen have the safety of the world in mind. These.. will be your enemies. Or quite possibly... It could be you."

”But there is another task before you... In the years sense the previous rebirth, hundreds of Chosen beings have shown themselves, and hundreds have fallen.. only a few of you remain. With the death of a Chosen; the others grow ever more stronger. The death of a chosen one results with the rise of the remaining ones. What started with hundreds is left only in a few. You are one of these few. It is not just from combat but from betrayal, the others may try to kill you. Your elimination will only make them stronger. You must defend your life... and you must protect those around you. It is your fate that is important, without you, humanity will fall. You know what you must do. You must survive.. and thrive.”

There are only Eighteen Chosen beings left yet you can expect the death of many of these; you may even be the cause of few. You are a Chosen, yet how you see to expanding your abilities is your own choice.

(Good) Become a Chosen of the Light and command the forces of Heaven itself. Shine through the threat and protect your fellow man.

OR

(Evil) Become a Chosen of the Dark and wield the powers of the Underworld to defend your world from the Darkness that threatens your reign...

"Protect the Innocent, Destroy the Corrupt" ~ The Code of the Chosen

The day has just begun and already the young wolf is on the hunt. Ai, a being of unknown past, moves through the unmarked city via the roof tops. She hides herself in a form of her choosing. The form of a white wolf. Her fur is a soft white-- like snow. Her eyes are nearly closed, though she sees perfectly. Calming. Her paws move across the cool, wet cover of the roof top-- enjoying the late rain of the early morning. She loathes the feeling of dry, rocky concrete against her paws so early. It is not as calming or relaxing. But she did not travel this far into the country to enjoy the wet roof tops. No... She was here looking for answers.
The answers that she was seeking was to what she was. She had done this often, though rarely ventured so far from her home. Something was drawing her to this location. As if something about where she was kept her from it. Ai would continue to move around the roof tops though would come to a stop. She heard voices which were as common to her as any, but she could not help herself. Her paws moved faster then her mind as she moved near the edge of the roof to look down at the crowds of people. The commune to work was no doubt stressful at such a time. She watched the people. Confusing, she would think. Why would people give up their freedom to go somewhere to do something they are told? What benefit do they gain? But she was careless.. Suddenly a child pointed and began to laugh.
"Doggy!" the young child in the crowd points at the roof top. Ai's ears fly open quickly upon alert. The father and mother of the young boy look to the roof-- but nothing was there. Ai was gone as quickly as she had appeared.
Soon after, Ai had found herself in the park. A white wolf in the park in a place like this. She stood out easily.. had she kept to the north, she could hide with the snow. No.. the only snow here was black and filled with the pollution from factories and manual labor. Ai didn't understand work. She had never been made to do so, she had never had a reason to. She acknowledged that her curiosity will get her into trouble if she continues as she is, and she disappeared into the shadows still lingering from the trees. She did not find answers yet, but she was determined. She wanted to find something, or someone, who could answer her questions.... but who?

Hank, Warrior of the Kitchen, was in front of the stove flipping a few pancakes. It was nothing special compared to what he normally cooks, but it was still breakfast time and the restaurant's current customers weren't high enough payers to get something exotic from the great chef. Hrrmmm. It was just a father and his kid this morning, and just making just a few normal pancakes and 1 cup of coffee was boring as hell for a professional cook. Hank looked unamused as he stared at his pancakes before placing it on a dish. ... He stared blankly at the pancakes, realizing this was going to be the only dish he makes till hours later of the higher paying customers. Cause of things like this, is why Hank switches to different restaurants.

"Hank, something wrong?" A Co-worker had asked. He was just another chef, who usually doesn't do a thing when Hank is around. "Oh you need the coffee?" Hank placed his hand towards him, signaling the ally of the kitchen to 'hold it' to stop before he can pour coffee to a cup.

Hank turned up the stove and started cooking an actual meal for the two guests. Two juicy Steaks topped with Hanks Special Sauce ©, cinnamon pancakes with a side of peas and eggs. He smiled at his dish, and sent it out to the Father and child, leaving a note next to the plate.

"On House!" - Hank

New Orleans, thought Moria. How much it had changed over the years. Far from the simple port city it had once been, New Orleans was now a bustling metropolis. Moria had seen it grow, watched as the city attracted all kinds of strange folk, and became a haven for dark magicks and partygoers alike. So much out of the ordinary happened here none would notice an extra zombie.

Moria dropped down from the wall he'd been clinging to and slipped into a nearby alleyway, running one finger across the wall. With careful speed, Moria darted from one shaded alley to the next, crossing the city with practiced efficiency. Eventually he reached the place he wanted: the Necropolis. The magnificent city of the dead rose from the ground, stone and marble mausoleums holding the dead as they rested for eternity. Or, at least, most of them did. Moria approached a simple tomb compared to the others and, as he always did, read his own name. Moria grave grave acted as his home, empowering him as he stayed close to it. Placing his hand on the smooth stone, Moria felt refreshed, or as close to it as his dead flesh could. Once finished, Moria reached into his coat and produced a small bag of herbs, a vial of oils, as well as a single candle.

"This ha better work, old crone," Moria muttered. For the past hundred years, Moria had only one goal: to be alive again. His undeath sickened him, the unfeeling nature repulsing all life that now was all he knew. With another grunt he reached into his coat and retrieved a match. He lit it, then lit the candle, placing it on his grave. This ritual was yet another of Moria's unending attempts at life, one he'd aquired from a voodoo priestess. With a motion, Moria scattered the herb and poured the oils onto his grave. Then he began the spell:

"Empty grave, now hear this cry
I call to one who will not die
The cursed man who perished here
Shall live again, now reappear!"

The candle blew out. Nothing further happened.

Moria screamed his frustration.

Alice, the next leader of her kin, born of royalty...was on her way to a public school located somewhere in the southern part of California. Against her parents orders she took a journey like her fellow peers to be considered one of the clan's member, Alice's parents had exempt her from this test but she did not want any favors because she was of royal blood she ran away. Getting help from a few trusted friends and using her magic she was able to make it to another world, "Earth."

The young dragon thought about the event that happen six years about while on her way to school when she was pushed by one of her class mates. Alice caught herself before she fell and turned to see who was trying to bully her today, it was a girl that she had in a few classes, she was always picking on the dragon because of the color of her hair. Her green hair was not a natural color on this world but on in her world it was the considered the most beautiful hair color and one was lucky to be born with it. "Hey freak, watch where your going you almost bumped in to me," the girl said rudely. Alice smiled and replied, "Oh sorry I was just day dreaming." The girl just stuck up her nose like a snob and said, "Whatever freak just watch it next time," then she walked away with her group saying mean things about Alice. When the girls were farther away Alice took the amulet that hung around her neck from a silver necklace that she had stumbled on by chance or fate, "Humans are so aggressive," The dragon said with a laugh to show she was okay.

Alice finally make it to the campus where she attended school the building were painted in school colors: yellow, green, and white. Most of the students said they hated the colors but Alice found them to be beautiful. The young dragon walked through a hallway full of lockers, she reached her locker and put a couple books away and took the ones she'd need for her morning classes when she heard some of the students gasp, she looked up to see a huge man with scars and a tattoo on his face. The huge man walked up to Alice and put is right fist over his heart and bowed before speaking, "I finally found you, Princess." Alice looked stunned, she was found, on a world like this? One of the dragons that helped her here most have spoke. "Y-your a guardian," Alice said stumbling on her words. "Yes Princess, Your father has ordered me to take you home" his voice got more serious "By any means." Alice took a step back but the guardian put his massive hand on her shoulder, "Please come quietly" he said. The young dragon squeezed her eyes shout had a lot to think about but no time, she opened her eyes deciding on one thing, "I'm not going back! Not yet!" Alice said determined. She put her hand out toward the guardian's chest and fired a magical force that sent him back a few feet then ran of the exit on the other side of the hallway.

Alice made it outside but the guardian was in quick pursuit, black dragon wings sprouted from his back and is hands turned in to dragon claws. "Please Princess, I do not wish to hurt you but I will not let you escape!" Alice turned to face the guardian and whispered something and suddenly her clothes transform to robes that of a mage. "And I am telling you I'm not ready, my trials are not over guardian. If you want to bring me back you'll have to beat me unconscious first!" Alice held her hand to cast a spell but the guardian charged her causing her to stop and jump out of the way. Alice quickly got back to her feet and pushed her arm out "murus" a barrier appeared just in time to protect her against the guardian's claws. The guardian took the the sky and and dived down on Alice's barrier threating to shatter it, Alice put everything she had into the barrier but she feared it was not enough. The barrier finally shattered and the guardian dropped on to Alice pinning her arms down, "You are strong but you are still too young Princess." Alice struggled but it was no use and she couldn't turn in to her dragon form being bind like this, "Daemon!" she yelled almost as if it was a spell.

"Remember my love, no matter how far you travel. We will always be together in our hearts.."
"H-Huh..!?" The man's eyes open and he sat forward quickly in bed. "It was a dream..." The man had been dreaming again.

Hyrokai Tomoshi, Captain of the 7th Squad in the Order from the realm of Light, Akemi. It had only been a while sense the attack on the Order by an unseen force. He remembered every second of the fear that had run through his mind as he was told to escape by the woman he loved.. but now was not the time for the past. As much as it may have pained him. Hyrokai laid in bed, shirtless. His hard muscle tone was not unique in his line of business. He was a warrior, but on Earth, that was not natural to still fight by the sword. After placing his hands together and covering his face in grief, he laid his head back to the pillow and sighed.

Not long after, he was out of bed and in a seemingly happy mood. Hyrokai walked to the end of the hallway of his apartment to the bathroom, wearing only his underwear. He turned on the water to the shower and pulled off his underwear, getting into the shower to clean himself. As he waits inside the shower and cleans-- he thinks about the Order.

"The Order is under attack, but we cannot continue to fight. It is a war that we will not win. Hyrokai, you are special. But your talents are not destined here. Head back to Earth. If we are over-run, we will need everything we have to keep the end from coming through and killing civilians." This was all spoken by a pink haired woman, appearing in a young age, late teen years. This was natural in the Order for the youngest of the Late Family to be in charge.

"What am I supposed to do..?" Hyrokai thought to himself. "I am just a warrior.. I'm no great hero like Lady Fiona or God General Vambane.." The water in the shower was turned off and the man stepped back out of it, wrapping a towel around his body as he continued his morning rituals. He moved through the apartment and gathered clothing, pulling on a pair of gray sweatpants and a dark blue t-shirt which was tight on his body. He then turned to his wall where his Collapse Blade rested on it. "Yes, nobody will suspect I'm up to anything with such a large sword.." With a sigh, he did not take his weapon. If need be, he could use his body as a weapon. He steps away from the center of the room and slips on a pair of shoes as he then walks to the door, opening it and moving around to the other side to close it, locking the door behind him. As he turns around, he seems the image of a man covered in blood as he then views the image slipping blade deep into his gut. Hyrokai gasps, moving his hand to the area he was stabbed.. he is surprised to see nothing and the pain is instantly gone. He's seeing things again...
He pays it little attention and moves down the staircase of the apartment complex. "Today will be a good day!" he is determined in saying so, as he exists the complex. Hyrokai does not travel by car and the motor in his bike has been acting up on him. He continues an exercise pattern by moving on foot, with a bag over his right shoulder which is held only by a rope around the top which he holds the end of in his right hand. He walks the side-walk to his advantage in this city he cannot call his own. Hunger will claim his mind soon. To remedy this, he makes his way for a restaurant nearby. Supposedly this restaurant hosts a famous chef today. "Perhaps this is the time to get some quality food in me, rather then the crap at my house", Hyrokai heads in the direction of the restaurant. When he arrives, he opens the door and walks in, looking around. He takes in the flavor in the air.. Though it is only breakfast, he smells things. Wonderful things.. Delicious things. He smiles and holds up his left hand with a peace sign. "I approve!" He continues to wander around, curious to why it is so empty in the morning despite the signs of delicious food.
Hyrokai walks to the place he would be ordering from, if not at the counter, at the table. He then speaks to the man who would take his request. He is not rich, but his years of service in the Knights have not been worthless. He speaks to the man who takes his food order. "Anything, Everything, I'll take whatever is good! And please, the smell of the food in this place is amazing, give my pre-compliments to the chef!" Hyrokai smiles largely again. He is a man of great kindness and he is very excited to try anything new. The man pulls from his supply of money for today-- not to brag, but to show that he can afford whatever is made.

Hank, Soldier of Cuisine, had been idling chatting with his fellow chef about things they've eaten and how it was made until an order came up. A paper was printed out towards Hanks side of kitchen saying 'Anything, Everything, I'll take whatever is good! And please, the smell of the food in this place is amazing, give my pre-compliments to the chef!' Hank picked up the order and gave it a chuckle Hiyahiyahiyahiya, Interesting order! Not something I expected at a time like this. Surprisingly it sounded like someone who hasn't come here seeking Hanks dishes, and this person didn't flee at a good look at prices. These were the kind of customers Hank seeks.

Now let's see... The famous chef rubbed his hands together and stared at his ingredients with his eyes brightened up, thinking of what to make their new guest. No matter what, he had to make something delicious, mouth watering enough to make the customer always seek Hanks cooksmanship. American? French? Mexican? Chinese? He took hold of a spatula and raised up high in the air, which somehow made the whole room lit up brightly. No, he will have Hankshicanese! The greatest food type of them all, BOOM! With that he began to make enough food for three people. Juicy ribs dressed with Hanks special sauce, with stuffed peppers full of cheef and brown rice. Another dish with stuff boneless catfish filled with Special Hank Stuffing, with 1 single big curly fry on the side that shaped/curled into a mountain. Then third dish was mushed plantains mixed with shredded pieces of chicken, sided with a blooming onion. All this was done impossibly quick for a cook and was ready to be served.

Hank placed a dish on his head, on then one on each hand before he dropped kicked the kitchen door towards the restaurants dining room. He flew a few feet in to the room and looked around for his customers, quickly finding a brown haired man waiting in front of no food. Ha! There you are! An Order of "Whatever is good!" He jumped in to the air towards Akemi, and threw the dishes towards him as if they were ninja stars, landing the dishes perfectly in front of the man. Hank landed on his feet next to him and took out a pickle, placing it on the table near the dishes. Somewhere around the dining room, a young boy was clapping at Hank while happily eating the food the great chef made him earlier.

The Pickle was there in case the food was not to the mans taste, easily purifying his taste buds if he finds the dishes disgusting. Hank waited and watched, seeing of his dish was enough to satisfy Akemis hunger. "Anything to drink?" The man by the register asked.

A smirk would appear on Hyrokai's face. "Yata! It all looks so good!" He smiles at the sound of the man's voice and said quickly, "Just some water please, but take your time good sir!" He smiles and pulls a napkin to his shirt and tucks it in, then grabs a fork, and a spoon with no need for a knife in his hunger fury and he began to eat the delicious food placed before him. He ate in a fierce frenzy, though he savored the taste of each bite. So much so in fact that his eyes were even watering. He scarfed down so much of the food so fast, he would have given off the feeling that there was not even enough as even when he was more then half way done he looked hungrier then ever! As Hyrokai trained often, his body could consume a vast amount of food without putting on a single pound of fat or hurting his muscles. He tore at the food-- but stopped only for a second, turning his eyes to the restaurant's chef and called out. "It's so GOOD! AMAZING!" He smiles as he continues to devour the food like an animal, but soon the food was all gone and Hyrokai sat without having missed a crumb. His hand rested on his fine toned stomach, and he lightly exhaled with a soft burp, but smiled for the knowledge that it was from an amazing meal.
Hyrokai quickly stood as he felt refreshed. He wanted to thank the man who prepared the food personally, so he walked forward to the front counter. "Excuse me, but would it be too much trouble to talk to the man who made this delicious meal? I want to pay him my compliments personally, and of course tip most generously as well!" He smiles still, though he has little left on his mind as it seems to be smoking from the high quantity of food that he quickly consumed.

Man in the counter poured a glass of water for the customer chowing down all his food, and placed it right next to one of the empty dishes. He sweated nervously with the way he ate and just couldn't help but watch him eat like a monster. When Hyrokai was done, he asked a question concerning Hank.

"Excuse me, but would it be too much trouble to talk to the man who made this delicious meal? I want to pay him my compliments personally, and of course tip most generously as well!"

The man smiled as he took the empty dishes to be cleaned by the other man in the back. "He's right next to you" The man behind the counter said as took them away. It was always weird to hear that kind of question without knowing who Hank was in this place, people even travel far to get taste of his cuisine.

Hank had his fist to his hips with a big grin on his face, and eyes lighten up. "Hiyahiyahiyahiya You've already given me the greatest compliment a chef can have by finishing your meal, and the best tip possible." Hearing the words 'Its GOOD! AMAZING!' Shouted out so loud always brought a good smile on any Chef's face. "I'm glad you enjoy it!"

Genius was about to materialize and punish the girl for her her rudeness when Alice's soothing voice restrained him. He snarled something to himself as he went back into his half slumber. He silently watched as Alice through the one way window of his amulet. She was his second master, not his original one. But somehow he felt more connected to her than the actual holder of the amulet. It was unusual for sure but Genius didn't need any explanation. He just needed to serve. As Alice entered Campus Genius watched her eyes flicker up to the school colors as they always did. She loved them but he couldn't bring up any liking for them. His favourite colours were the red of blood and the shine of cold steel.

When the guardian appeared at the other end of the corridor Genius immediately noticed him but couldn't quite identify him. He didn't know if the man was an active threat to Alice so he readied himself and waited for her to release him. When Alice retreated from the man, Genius was straining to get out of the amulet but his master had made sure that he could only appear when she told him to do so. She knew him well enough to decide that that was a wise decision. The Guardian bared his teeth as he watched Alice trying to defend herself from the attacker. His eyes widened as the other dragon destroyed the barrier and pinned Alice to the ground.

"Daemon!" Finally! The dragon looked highly irritated as Genius entered the material world. Immediately he twirled the sword that lay in his right hand in a vicious strike, driving the man away from Alice. Genius snarled at him: "My master may still be too weak to defeat you but I was born an avatar of war! Die you misbegotten creature!" He started an aggressive pattern of attacks to drive the dragon further away from Alice as the enemy tried to regain it's composure and comprehend where the bloodthirsty warrior had come from.

Shadoboi walked down a busy street with a briefcase roped onto his back like a backpack. He looked around it was i nice place to bge it seemed and with so many people he could probably make a good amount of cash. Shadoboi walked till he found an ally and was ready to set up shop in front of it. He took the briefcase off his back and placed it on the floor. With his foot he kicked a button to on the briefcase revealing a cart that set it's self up. Shadoboi needed this because he knew he was always on the move to different places so a collapsible food cart was good. After the cart popped up stools did to it was like his own benihana ready for people to eat, air was good for them. He begain cooking his different blends of food when five different costumers sat down and in an instant they all had what was called Kyodaina supageti onigiri a giant rice ball with tweo different types of pastas in the middle. They all enjoyed his food and as they finished the left his a big tip. His cart stood empty for a while till a person sat down Shadoboi looked over to him and noticed something different about him. Unlike the other people this person had no shadow and he knew exactly why. He passed the person one of his rice balls and had his guard ready. " This is a great rice ball..... You have talent i like that." "So you around these parts looking for someone." " Yeah and I think you know who." Shadoboi noded and quickly kicked a button on his cart and started to bend down right when he did that a pitch black mace came flying past his head missing him. His cart went back into the briefcase he quickly grabed it and jumped backwards just in time to dodge a giant sledgehammer crashing into the floor. The person who was trying to attack him was another shadow being it wasn't the first time it happened to him and it wouldn't be his last. Shadoboi placed the briefcase on his back and ran off into the ally the only reason he set up there and not against a wall just encase that happened. The shadow being was right behind him with sai's in his hand. Shadoboi jumped at one of the walls then off on to the roof then onto another roof. The shadow being transformed to what looked to be a giant snake with wings and flew onto the roof persuing him. "Come on are you kidding me I can't even do something like that i guess that makes you a full shadow being, blending shadow forms is so cool i want to do that." "I'm going to devower you and make your power mine ha ha ha run." Shadoboi ran and jumped from roof top to roof top till he turned forming two dessert eagles upside down. He squeezed the trigger with his pinkies shooting the shooting the shadow being one in the body the other in one his wings. It injuried the beast and sent it spiraling with the lose of a wing. He quickly jumped down into an ally and walked out blending in with the crowd. Till he had came to a restuarant curious and wanting to get off the street he went inside. He had seen a guy with brown hair at a table with tons of food looking around before he went to go sit at a booth picking up a menu ready to order and hide his face.

Alice got back up to her feet and immediately started to chant a new spell while Genius kept the dragon busy, she needed a spell to keep the guardian away and to keep Genius from killing him. A magic blue circle appeared on the ground around her, the magic symbols continuously circled around her as she cast her spell, "redimio quod obex servo meus hostilis etiam!" Alice yelled, the guardians hands, legs, and wings were bound then a barrier dropped down around the dragon so Genius could not get to him. The guardian struggled against the binds but it was too powerful for even him to break, "Thats enough Genius, thank you for your help." she kindly said. Alice stepped toward the barrier and looked the guardian in the eyes which made him stop struggling, "Guardian what is your name?" she asked. The guardian hesitated his pride was blinding him to the fact that she was still royalty. "Guardian what is you name," Alice said in a hard voice. The guardian remembered his place and replied "I am Darius Atra of the Guardian Flight," he said with his remaining pride. Alice took another step forward and continued to question, "How did you find and are there any more of the guard here, on earth?" Darius hesitated again but didn't wait for Alice to ask again, "We found one of the mages that helped you escaped he told us every thing...with a little bit of resistants. And I am the only one here as of yet but I have one month to capture you or we will come in numbers."

Alice sighed and turned away from the bound guardian, "I need some time to think, do not follow us or I will not stop Genius next time." The young dragon looked up at her new guardian and smiled, "Lets go I think we caused enough damage here for one day, we should probably leave this city as well, " she said looking at all the spectators that gathered around during the fight. Alice walked to one side of the ring of people that circled them, they parted letting them pass still with their jaws dropped. "I knew she was a freak!" the girl bully yelled. Alice turned and shot her arm out, a small magic circle formed in her open palm, "bind," she commanded causing a magic circle to form around the girl causing her to drop like a sac of rocks. "Not really a smart idea to scream something like that," she said with a giggled and continued to walk. She had to pack a few things before they fled the city that she spent six years in, "Maybe this will be a good change scene," Alice said being her optimistic self.

~Ai

The female wolf seemed to move at a high speed pace, moving through the dirtied snow over a continuation of time. Ai had traveled across the entire country in little more then a few hours. She was not tired, she was used to this. Ai was now somewhere around the state of California. Why she was here, she has yet to discover. It is as if something was calling to her.
Once Ai reached the state, she heard a call. The call of a female being who existed in this place that did not belong. She had smiled because this had seemed odd. She enjoyed the abnormal.
"I wonder... What it is." she thought to herself. Her body had begun to twitch and move, as it slowly became illuminated by light. She had shined brighter then any sun as this happened.. Perhaps it was to keep others from taking notice of what she was doing. At this time, her body seemed to move back onto two legs and it stood taller. A horn began to sprout from the top of the light, and the white fur had gathered from her body to the top as well as it came back like a mane of hair. Her blue eyes opened to look through the endless sky, as the rest of her body fully formed. Finally, the light spread out and then quickly faded. She was back into a human-- well.. as close to human as is possible. She smiled still and remembered the sound that she had heard. It was like something like her was calling out and she wanted so desperately to know.
Ai began to move at a fast pace speed, jumping through few obstacles such as buildings that she had grown too lazy to walk around and simply jumped above them, moving from rooftop still. It did not take her long at all to arrive in the spot where the voice had originated..

It was a young girl, with beautiful green hair. She wore robes like that of a spell flinger that Ai had read about so wishfully in old books. "A Mage.." she spoke to herself, as she dropped from the height and moved quickly behind a tree. She kept herself stealthy and with interest, she watched the female's fight against the attacker. Her steps made no noise and after years of practice, she hid her energy well so nothing could sense her. With the signs that she had seen, she seemed to gasp lightly and spoke to herself once more. "A Dragon! Not only a Mage but a Dragon! Beautiful!" She smiled with absolute joy and watched the two who overpowered the attacker and now entrapped him. Ai wanted so desperately to just ignore her survival instincts and run out in front of them, clap her loudest, and ask her to be her friend. But last time that she had been so open, she was nearly killed. She kept to the shadows still... but lost no enthusiasm watching the beautiful sight.
Soon however, it was over and the two had begun their leave. It would be sad. But Ai was mindless at the moment. She had no desire to continue searching alone, she wanted to follow and see the secrets that this beautiful woman held. She wanted to learn more~ "Perhaps.. only perhaps. We are the same." Ai continued speaking to herself, and as the two beings left. Ai silently and stealth fully followed.

~Hyrokai

It was still early and Hyrokai had a large breakfast. He had smiled and shaken the hand of the man who made his meal. "Hank.." He spoke to himself. He was no longer at the restaurant. It was not his cooking that had amazed him, he believed that with enough determination anything could be possible. What he found amazing was his binary elements. Indeed.. There was more to Hank then meets the eye. He did not belong in a common place of food, yet he enjoyed it. All of this was certain.. Hyrokai did not dwell on the past however and continued with his daily chores.
He left and began jogging down along the sidewalk. A bit of exercise would help to wake the nerves and loosen the muscles from the strain of sleep. Of course he always thought opposite. Hyrokai had an interesting way of thinking-- which, in the Order, was a good thing. Exercising early could also get his creative juices flowing and he had a desire to get to something really creative and fun. Without much more hesitation, he continued his exciting morning, wondering what to do next.
As Hyrokai ran down the sidewalk, he saw many interesting things. A dog chasing a cat.. a cat chasing a dog. Three mice teaming up on a squirrel for dominant control of the universe. All petty things that while they may catch the attention of a Human from Earth, Hyrokai was not quite so. He saw beautiful women, cute women, sexy women-- more that he had ignored. Hyrokai was content with his life as it stood. He had a beautiful wife and in the future... more. He had close friends. He had a well paying job. All of this was fine to him. So then what was he looking for...? He thought this often.

Moria stalked the streets furiously, again bounding into the shadows. His rage had not quelled since the revival spell had failed. Just one more failure for the growing collection. It was beginning to seem pointless, but Moria would never give up. He knew that his will was all that kept him bound to the material world, and should it falter, he would cease to be. With that thought lingering in his mind, Moria nearly passed his destination. It was a simple shop, nothing more than a hole in the wall of some forsaken corner, that bore no sign to announce to announce its presence. In Moria's experience, the true occult never showed themselves overtly.

The queen did not react when Moria broke down the door. She simply continued humming over a lit candle, a bag of unknown substances in one hand. Moria could feel the working of magic in the air, and this style was quite familiar to him. Voodoo was about contacting the spirits to work with their power over any the practictioner might have. The queen was in contact with spirits at the moment, which suited Moria's purpose just fine. Just when Moria began to move, she spoke, stopping him.
"Death returns to us. Why, we wonder?"

"Your little ritual failed, queen. I want to know why before I rip you to pieces," Moria spat.

"Life, a complex thing," The queen muttered, seemingly to herself. "Our power over the dead is not such that it may be conquered." As she spoke, as if to enforce the point, two zombies shampled in from behind a curtain. Their blank eyes held Moria in comtempt, as if to judge his form as being inferior, even as their bodies decayed. The Voodoo queen, eyes still closed, nodded at the bag in her hand. "Here we hold the arts of protection from death, and the spirits' power to choose unlife over death. Already you posses the warding from death. Is this not enough?"

"No!" Moria screamed. "Enough?! You think this half-death is enough?!" With a swift movement, Moria bounded forward, hands outstretched. Just as swiftly, the two dead men on either side of the queen blurred, intercepting Moria as he tried to the reach forward. "I want to live!" Moria cried, producing a knife from his coat pocket. He jumped back from the zombies and, with no sign of discomfort, drove through the palm of his hand. "I want to feel!" He ripped the knife from his hand, blood welling into his palm, and hurled it forward. The knife sunk to the hilt in the first zombie's neck, and Moria's blood went to work, dissolving the dead man like a powerful acid. At the same time, Moria flicked his bloody hand in the direction of the queen, unleashing large globs of the corrosive liquid he'd turned his lifeblood into. It splashed upon the second zombie, eating large holes into his body, but rebounded from the queen herself as if it had struck a barrier.

"Your own power holds no sway over the spirits'," the queen said calmly, gliding out of her chair and back behind the curtain. Most infuriatingly, she still had not opened her eyes. Moria retrieved his knife, and tore through the curtain, only to find the queen gone. With another howl of frustration, Moria called to the blood in the room, that of his own and the dead men. A stream of liquid rose up and dove into Moria's injured hand, healing it completely. The rest was directed towards Moria's mouth, where he devoured it angrily. "I want to taste," he growled, wiping his lips with sleeve of his coat.

As Moria left the building, tendrils of smoke began to curl up from it, flames consuming the room and everything held within. He didn't care to watch the flames he'd set as they went about their work, and quickly made it back to his grave. With a practiced motion, he heaved the stone aside, jumped into it, and moved it back into place, sealing himself inside. Moria did not sleep, but it took time for the blood he'd consumed to join his system, and he needed to think in any case. There were countless legends of how to achieve eternal life, and Moria would try them all. Even if it took him to the ends of the earth and beyond, Moria would not fail.

Genius screamed out in a inhuman shriek as he realized with frustration that his master wouldn't permit him to kill the enemy. It was like being denied the sweetest nectar while it stood right in front of you, in a golden chalice. He snarled at the now captured dragon: "You're lucky my master is so generous! Next time we meet I'll fashion myself a cloak from your miserable hide!" Muttering more and more vicious insults and threats directed genius finally accepted that he wasn't needed any more. He simply turned into shadows that briefly held the shape before dissipating and the amulet was momentarily surrounded by swirling darkness before Genius was completely gone from the material world.

As Alice walked off again, the amulet dangling around her neck he didn't even have to look around to know that that damnable little bully was around. Not even a full second later he heard her comment. He smiled to himself as Alice took care of the b*tch her own, soft way. He would have parted head from shoulders but his master was much milder, simply binding the girl. As Alice giggled he chuckled along. Her laughter often prompted him to laugh along. "A good scene change? If you say so..."

When Hank shook the mans hand, there was a special bond to that handshake he couldn't fully understand. Power within him that causes him to be the best professional cook in the world of food. This power was telling him that this man was more then just a normal 1 shot customer then meets the eye. He had a good feeling that this won't be the last time he sees this guest. There will be a time when Hank has to cook him another meal, a time when the kitchen must be used again for him, and it might or might not be in the same restaurant...

"Hiyahiyahiyahiyahiyahiya Can't wait till then"

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Hank, Champion of the Kitchen, had a long boring day during work, but he stayed overtime when the restaurant got packed at night, which is when the real fun began for him. He did all sorts of tricks for the guests. He cooked in the middle of the dining room with a special custom stove and used his fire powers to leave his guests in awe of his amazing skill. Hank left his job after a brief goodbye to his co-workers, and went straight for the nearby hotel he was living in.

Hank never much like living in one place or working in the same restaurant for over a month. He always moves to a new area when he gets bored and travels to other places when hes tired of the current ones he's in. Hells kitchen wasn't new though, it was a common area when it came to restaurants and it he was a place he used to live in a few times. But something had called him to serve food there this month. Something he wasn't able to explain to most people...

He had opened a fortune cookie! The 'lucky' number on the back's first 4 numbers was the same number to the building he used to live in when he was a still a kid on Hells Kitchen. Normally he didn't care for such things. But he was sure he'd find a new ingredient or something if he came here! But sadly, that wasn't the case this time. He found nothing here so far and its been a month.

For now Hank took a few sleeping pill and went straight to sleep. Hank was a very active person, so active hat he needs drugs to help him sleep half the time. He slipped in his comfortable Hotel bed, and went straight for slumber.

Shadoboi had ordered his food and eat it quick he knew the shadow being chasing him would find him soon and he didn't want to be in a place like this when it happened. After eating he paid the bill and left he turned and walked down a ally his foot steps echoing and he noticed a silhouette on the floor and walked past it. "You know what lets just end this i have to find a place to crash and your boring me." The silhouette on the floor rose and formed what looked similar to a chupacabra and he was ready to fight. "I see mythical creature forming is your specialty i could use your strength to help me out." "too bad your going to die here and I'm going to absorb your energy." Shadoboi and the shadow being both ran at each other ready to kill. Shadoboi crossed his arms outward placing two dessert eagles in his hands and began squeezing the trigger with his pinkies. The shadow being kept dodging till it jumped off of the wall kicking Shadoboi in the face sending him flying down the ally into a dumpster. Shadoboi got up shaking the pain off he put his dessert eagles way and grabbed the dumpster behind him throwing it at the shadow being. The shadow being jumped and slashed the dumpster in half and right when he did that Shadoboi was right behind it with a dessert eagle in one hand and a katana in the other. Shadoboi knew it was over he shot the dessert eagle and swung the katana at the same time slashing the shadow being in two and putting a bullet in his head. The shadow being turned into a black puddle and shadoboi landed right in it. The black puddle covered shadoboi for a second and dissappeared as he absorbed the defeated shadow being. He looked on his back and he was able to grow small dragon like wings. "Come on thats all I get I can't even fly with these small things well what ever one shadow being out of my hair now to find that hotel." Shadoboi walked out of the ally and into a hotel nearby and got a room. He made his way up into hios room fell asleep on the bed after placeing his briefcase on the floor and taking his shirt and jacket off..

Alice had the oddest feeling of being followed but she didn't hear or see anything she shrugged and thought it must be her nerves, being attacked by the guardian stressed her out. The girl sighed and continued to walk, she picked up some things for diner and some snacks, this would be her last night at the place she spent the last six years at just thinking about it made her sad. The sun was starting to set so Alice hurried home still having the feeling that someone or something was watching, "If someone attacks your by my side, right Genius?" she already knew his answer but she wanted to hear Genius' voice, or rather his thought.

Home was an apartment filled with all kinds of pretty and shiny trinkets that Alice collect over the years, even the furniture was cute, she had gotten all of this by the means of magic. Alice had to use a lot of magic in order to live in this world undetected by humans, she even had to make dolls to pretend to be her parents.The young dragon prepared diner that only contained meat, she like all dragons were carnivores and the only reason she cooked the meat was because she was used to it now. As always she left a plate for Genius in case he wanted to eat, she also told him many times before that he did not have to stay in the amulet if he did not want to. After eating the girl took a shower and skipped her evening run and went to bed, "well Genius, tomorrow is a big day. I'm going to have to use a large amount of magic and will be very drain afterwards but you will be there to protect me, right?" Alice asked again knowing the answer already, she liked the feeling of being protected.

Genius remained silent as Alice went through the streets picking up snacks and ingredients for today's dinner. Genius didn't need to know more than three things that were put in the shopping bag to know that it would be usual meal for tonight. Being a carnivore Alice never bought any vegetables or bread. Cassiers often looked confused at the massive amount of meat the young girl took with her. After she had gotten everything she needed Alice walked along the streets, aiming for home. Suddenly she stopped and as people passed by her she sent a silent question to the guardian. Genius had had a feeling that she would ask sometime soon. "Of course I'll be there master. I always have and always will be." Genius had spoken these words often. He knew that Alice took less comfort from the actual words than from the sound of his voice, his presence. He smiled, it was nice to know that somebody needed him. Everything else was secondary, he was after all, a guardian.

Finally the pair reached the apartment. Alice had filled it with gleaming trinkets. On more than one occassion Genius had made jokes about them, saying that they were Alice's equivalent of a dragon's treasure of gold. She had been silent and had just smiled whenever he made one of those jokes so Genius didn't know if he had scored a lucky hit with them. He threw a quick glance at the two dolls lying around in one corner of the living room. Alice's "parents", they were all a happy but highly strange family. A dragon daughter, doll parents and sometimes he played the antisocial big brother to keep bullies away from Alice without uncovering their real identities. Alice had seemed to enjoy it and he knew that it pained her to leave this place behind. She prepared a meal, leaving a plate for him as she always did. She simply ignored his insistance on the fact that he didn't need nourishment of any form. Instead of eating the meat, Genius stayed in his amulet and dozed off for a while when he suddenly felt something spatter against the cold silver.

"I know that you have grown accustomed to wearing my amulet but would you please refrain from wearing it while you are showering? I can look out side you know? I don't but it is still a very uncomfortable position for me to be in. He sighed and kept his eyes shut so hard they hurt. He let out a breath of reease as Alice gently put him on the edge of the sink and showered on. She was a bit loose for a master. Situations like these weren't uncommon. Instead of going for a quick jog as she usually did, Alice went directly to bed. Once again she asked the question and Genius replied with the same answer: "Of course I'll be there master. I always have and always will be."

By the end of the day, Ai had not gained the courage to confront the dragon woman of where she came from or what she is. They were both clearly in a place that they were not originally meant to be-- after all, the woman was a dragon, and Ai... was something even more unusual. Not clear in her intentions as always. Ai followed the woman to where she would rest and from there, her body then began to glow again. In a swift movement, her body has changed from that of a wolf to that of a human-like being once more.
Ai walked around for a few minutes as she listened, hearing through the walls at what was happening. As Alice would make her dinner, Ai's mouth would begin to drool in hunger for some form of nourishment. It didn't matter, she wouldn't get anything and she was accepting of this. Instead, of lingering on it, Ai looked around the house and settled herself at a simple tree just outside of the building. "This should suffice.." She smiled a bit and closed her soft blue eyes, as she turned with her back to the tree. Though to a surprise, she did not simply lay back, instead leaping into the air onto a branch in the center of the tree as she would hide there to rest.
For about an hour, while she listened to the silent conversation between Alice and her other, Ai began to drift off. Slowly she would fall into a sleep like many others would at that time. She fell asleep with one leg over the other along the tree branch. Her back was to the tree and her head remained slumped forward a little with the horn pointing almost directly at the wall of the building. Her arms were folded in front of her waist, having them resting as if to restrain her back against the tree.

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Hyrokai had more of a short day then he had expected. He had a nice meal and a relaxing exercise. After having finished his run, Hyrokai turns his path to his apartment for a relaxing rest. It was not very late already yet he was feeling tired. He turned himself in the direction of his apartment and began to jog again for home.
Soon, Hyrokai reached the front door of his apartment complex. While he cooled himself off before going in, he heard the idle conversation of two younger kids. They appeared in their teenage years, Hyrokai recalled his teen years. Nothing like the two-- he was fighting warlords and demonic beasts in Akemi when he was that young.
"We made a deal, I want my cut." Demanded one of the boys. He seemed aggressive. He used two fingers on his right hand and pressed them to the younger boy's shoulder, then pushed him into the wall.
"O-Ow.. P-Please I'm trying to tell you, I don't have the money--" The boy was cut off.
"Liar! I know your trying to rip me off!" The older and more ignorant boy shouted. He grabbed the boy by his collar and began to use his opposite hand to beat the boy about the face. It did not take long for the boy to begin bleeding.
"That's enough.." Hyrokai stands next to them now, his hand is open wide and holds the ignorant boy's fist in his palm. "Violence solves nothing. Stop this before things get out of control." Hyrokai moved once he saw violence begin the first time, because of this the boy was already struck three times.
"That twig needs to pay what he owes!" The ignorant boy demands. Hyrokai looked the boy over once. He was a classic badass, which of course counts for nothing in today's society. He had the greaser look. Slick hair, a black leather jacket, blue cut jeans. Idolizing is one thing, but this is just a shame. Hyrokai then turns his gaze toward the other boy. He was a school boy, he had a uniform on. His hair wasn't much less then a mess. His books were on the ground beneath him.
'What deal could they have made?' it was certainly a curious thought. One that Hyrokai was interested in pursuing in thought more thoroughly. But for now... Violence was not desired. "I'll give you one more warning. Call it a day and leave him alone." Hyrokai did not wish to pursue a conflict. He had nothing to prove in defeating a child. The boy finally agreed but in anger, turning only to run away.
"You'll regret that!" the boy yelled as he ran.
"Sure I will.." Hyrokai smiles and turns to the young boy, helping him to clean himself off and with his books. "Do you have a name?"
"M.. Me?" The boy asks. Hyrokai picks up with the attitude immediately. The boy is shy, this peaks his curiosity even further. "I'm Kale.."
"It is nice to meet you Kale, I am Hyrokai.. Sorry to say though, but I feel exhausted. But you must live around here. Perhaps, we could talk another time?" He smiles again, offering his hand to shake in kindness. Kale accepts and shakes his hand, a but red with embarrassment at the heroes act. With that, Hyrokai ascended the stairs to his apartment directly. Once he reached the door, he pulled his key from his pocket to unlock it. He opened the door, and closed it once he entered, making sure it was once again locked.
Once he was inside his home again, walked through the hallway to the bathroom. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it into the laundry hamper. He would do laundry later of course.. In the bathroom, he turned the sink on and caught water in his hands as he cupped them, then brushed the water over his face. As he looked down into the water that began accumulating in the sink.. his mind wandered. For an odd reason, he saw a woman. She was a beautiful woman, he see's as if from behind as her body is turned at the waist; like she was to look back at him. She has beautiful hair, not quite red, more of a crimson to it. Her eyes were a devilish beauty, like that of a hawks that it might use to find its prey rather then draw to it. The woman was naked. He saw over her body. Her soft skin, her curved figure, her supple-- his eyes suddenly opened widely. "I really have to stop daydreaming!" he smacked himself once and brushed the water over his face, then shook his head once to release the water from him like a dog. Hyrokai stood, and turned the sink off, then made his way to his own bed. Without even a second thought, he fell face first into the bed with his eyes quickly closing. "What a day..." was his last words before he fell into the world of dreams. Tonight... would be a very naughty rest.