Division Six (IC)

[Tarnen]

Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan 12 hours ago
The night had been quiet save for a few sirens in the distance, though in an dark alleyway a group of men surround and pummeling a bystander on the ground one them yelling at him "Where is my money, Frank? I gave you a month a now payment is due." The man on the ground continued to yell out in pain his face and shirt dripping with blood. "Please Tony, I told you I'd get you the money soo-argh." "Soon isn't good enough Frank I want my money now." The man named Tony looking over his shoulder seeing someone standing in the shadow "Get lost old man this doesn't concern you." The shadowed figure stepping closer holding a blade in his hand "This does concern me, you, your little gang and the poor sap on the ground there." Coming closer to them as they reach for their guns the man was unwavering. "The Time has come." He lunged at them as their guns went off several times and silence once more.

Belial
Having appeared from wherever hiding spot he was in he walked smiling. Holding up his hands "Don't worry boys I know the routine." Two of the men went up and began to pat down the demon. "At least you could buy me dinner before you start groping me in my fun bits." "The Demon is here, what should I do about him?....Right away Sir." The squad lowered their weapons, " You to the second level basement the Deputy Director will be meeting you there." Belial simply nodded walking towards the door as it opened as he was escorted to the elevator.

[Charlia]

Somewhere in the far reaches of the universe, there is a galaxy called the Milky Way. In that galaxy is a planet called Earth, where there is a country called the United States of America. And in that country, there is a city known as New York, the city that never sleeps. In that city there are many streets, but on one particular street there was a very unusual girl. Now, she wasn't so very unusual for her auburn hair, although the color is rare. She wasn't unusual for her blue eyes, and she wasn't unusual for the fact that she had no home. No, what truly made this girl unusual... was the pair of snow-white wings sprouting from her back. Now, there was a perfectly good reason for those wings, but she didn't know it yet.

She didn't know it yet, but this was the day her life changed forever.
It had been normal enough, until she heard the rustle behind her. Before she could react, a hand clamped over her mouth and pulled her into the darkness of a nearby alley, and she felt the touch of cold steel against her throat. She was being held by somebody she couldn't see, but she did know that whoever it was, she was in deep trouble unless she did something fast--and she did, biting the hand over her mouth. It was pulled back, accompanied by a curse, and she screamed, before it returned, muffling her cries for help. She continued to struggle, but the grip tightened until she could no longer breathe, and she blacked out.

[The Silhouette of Adventure]

"You don't have any damn Miranda Rights here." Artimus Erokles sat across from a restrained Human. "We know you had contact with two known vampires and a suspected lycanthrope. One is a coincidence, but three damn nonhumans in a week? Either you know more than you're saying, or you're more important than you know. Somehow, I think the former."

After a few moments without a response, he sighed. I really don't want to have to do this. "Before we go any further, you should know that I'm a shifter." He looked at the prisoner in the eyes. "If I even brush my skin against yours, I will know everything you know, I will know the answer to my question, I will know your social security number, I will know what you had to eat this morning and who your work crush is. Now, I don't want to do this. It makes me feel seasick ever since I shifted into that sailor. If you don't collaborate with me, well..." He paused for a moment and removed his glove. He leaned back slightly in his chair, looking at his hand, and then at the prisoner. "I will know every one of your dirty little secrets. You have ten minutes to decide." He gets up, exiting the soundproof room. "For the record, I am now activating the water droplet psychological disturbance recording- It sends the sound of a droplet of water hitting the ground from random locations in the room at random intervals. I am also making the north-easternmost light in the cell flicker rapidly and loudly. It is the one at the edge of his vision. While not full psychological torture devices, they should throw him off his game at least in a small way. End recording." He exited the room with a small sigh. "I hate interrogation." He decided to head to the elevator and head up one floor to the food court. He hit the "up" button and waited in the elevator room of basement level 1.

(( If it's bad, tell me. I haven't done any real RP in almost a year, and I haven't had any good sleep in almost 3 days, haha. ))

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Merlin

New York. The greatest city in the world. The city that doesn't sleep. The big apple. A city full of people, and as such provides a perfect place to hide. Today though, the city seemed to sleep. A white haired, blue eyed teenager wandered down a seemingly empty street. One his back was a black sheath, to most it would go unnoticed. He wandered these streets as a way to pass time. He walked down the street, hands in his pockets, observing everything and one he passed.

It was a normal walk, until he heard the scream. The scream of a girl. He faced a decision, he could either walk away or... he could do what was right. He made the decision in a heartbeat, as he began to run towards the source of the scream. When he turned down a alley he saw a man with a knife standing over an unconscious girl. Quickly looking at the girl he noticed something rather unique, she had the wings of an angel.

The man looked at him, and laughed. He then approached the boy with his knife. It was then that the man fell. The knife had suddenly become more dense, and pulled the man down. Then the boy brought his leg up and kicked the man, knocking him unconscious.

Then the boy checked on the girl. She still has a pulse, she was alive, but he needed to get her out of here. So the boy picked her up, and walked through the alleys. He was glad he knew his way around the city. He was able to reach a well hidden area, where he put her down and waited for her to wake up.

She was definitely a Nephilim, and he was a Cambion. This will be interesting he thought to himself as he waited

---

Vladimir Alucard

Vladimir walked out of his private jet, and took a deep breath. He smelt the air and smiled at his manservant.

"Ah. America. The land that the 7 have avoided for so long. But now, one of the most powerful, if not most powerful of the heads has arrived." He said in his Slavic accent. He then looked to the skyline, "New York. The city of opportunity. I will return to conquer you later."

He then looked to his manservant, "Is the base completed?"

"Yes sir. It is ready for you your excellency." The manservant said.

"Very well then. Let us go." Vladimir said.

With that Vladimir got into a limo. The limo then drove away towards the country side.

[Soviet Chernarus]

Saber wandered through the forest, shortly after he devoured the prey he had just caught. He had been able to, for the most part, hunt for whatever he needed, surviving in the wilderness. From the page he had ripped off from the atlas, he was getting closer to the place where he had been abandoned - hopefully Saber would be able to find clues on his biological parents, assuming they weren't dead. Reverting back to his normal, human form, Saber trudged on. For some odd reason, he somewhat liked the idea of being alone in his own thoughts, with nothing but the other animals in the forest to comfort him. Despite this, it saddened him to think that he was an outcast - not just amongst humans or werewolves, but the world. Trying not to think too much on it, Saber decided he would only focus on the goal at hand - finding about his past.

[Charlia]

Merlin

New York. The greatest city in the world. The city that doesn't sleep. The big apple. A city full of people, and as such provides a perfect place to hide. Today though, the city seemed to sleep. A white haired, blue eyed teenager wandered down a seemingly empty street. One his back was a black sheath, to most it would go unnoticed. He wandered these streets as a way to pass time. He walked down the street, hands in his pockets, observing everything and one he passed.

It was a normal walk, until he heard the scream. The scream of a girl. He faced a decision, he could either walk away or... he could do what was right. He made the decision in a heartbeat, as he began to run towards the source of the scream. When he turned down a alley he saw a man with a knife standing over an unconscious girl. Quickly looking at the girl he noticed something rather unique, she had the wings of an angel.

The man looked at him, and laughed. He then approached the boy with his knife. It was then that the man fell. The knife had suddenly become more dense, and pulled the man down. Then the boy brought his leg up and kicked the man, knocking him unconscious.

Then the boy checked on the girl. She still has a pulse, she was alive, but he needed to get her out of here. So the boy picked her up, and walked through the alleys. He was glad he knew his way around the city. He was able to reach a well hidden area, where he put her down and waited for her to wake up.

She was definitely a Nephilim, and he was a Cambion. This will be interesting he thought to himself as he waited

Her eyes opened slowly. There was... a face... a boy's face... Her vision cleared, and she realized he had white hair, which was definitely not normal. She blinked. Her mind was still a little fuzzy, and the first thing that popped into her mind was that she was surely dead--which would mean... "Are you an angel?" Immediately afterwards she could have kicked herself. I can't believe I just said that...

[Generailia]

Samuel Ashworth
Somewhere within New York City

Samuel had arrived back in the city of his birth a few days prior to now and the vampire was not living in the best of conditions. He had slept in his horribly old and beat up car for the last few days yet tonight the vampire decided to do some exploring. The man needed to move between parking lots and even had to sleep in an alleyway some time ago. Yet time is something that was already losing it's meaning to the young vampire..as it had been for a rather long time now. The vampire opened the trunk of his car and examined the many weapons within..most of which being relics from either a past war or that he bought in the past himself. The vampire was wearing a cross around his neck along with the dog tags he wore during world war two..yet such a thing was starting to show it's age. The vampire also wears a long black and heavy looking trench coat of which was one that could be buttoned up yet the vampire left it unbuttoned. Samuel also wears a plain grey T-Shirt along with a pair of light-blue jeans and a simple pair of sneakers. All of his clothing has a rather filthy look to it and the vampire even has a pair of sunglasses of which had black lenses that covered his eyes on and such a thing limited his small ability to see in the dark. Yet it also hid his very inhuman looking red irises. The vampire examined the weapons within as he contemplated which he would bring with him.

Samuel then thought to himself. Hmm..which one shall I bring with me today? The sword tends to be rather troublesome whenever I bring it yet I am far more efficient with it then my dagger. I guess it depends on who my victim shall be this night. Do I target the corrupt politician or do I walk down a few dark alleyways and hope that my current apparel causes one of the many scum that lurk there to attack me. Perhaps I should simply let the sword be seen and hope a officer stops me. No..I should not. It is best to go after the more wicked members of society. Yes, it is best to hunt those stains that cover this poor city. Now I should pick a weapon soon before I waste the few hours of night that I have left. The vampire pulled out a old looking saber that he had since his time as an officer during the civil war. Yet the old sword was dull and had even began to rust. Samuel sighed as he attached the sword to his side due to the thing's sheath and a belt that he had bought some time ago. The vampire then gently closed the trunk and took a quick examination of his surroundings before he decided to head off. What he saw was nothing more then an abandoned parking lot with little to no cars in the area. The vampire then did all he could to cover up his sword and just as he attempted to close the door he noticed that the entire door then simply fell off. Samuel then attempted to reattach the thing and after a short time he was able to do so due to the fact that the thing had done such an action many times before. The vampire then turned around and after walking a short distance he began to walk down the street as he did all he could to examine the few dark alleyways that he did past yet he was unable to find anything of intrest.

Then after some time the vampire could have swore that he had heard a faint scream some distance away from him. Samuel then stopped as soon as he heard it and once he was still the vampire thought to himself. Did someone just let a scream? The scream sounded faintly female..though it's rather difficult to tell from this distance. I wonder if I should help the woman? Wait, what if it is some young girl who was simply surprised by a friend or startled by some horror movie? I doubt that it was either. Though would I not put myself at risk by even simply attempting to help the woman? Perhaps..yet I must know if it was anything worth concerning myself with. I shall simply walk by and if I do not see anything of intrest then I shall continue walking forwards. I just hope that this sudden act of idiocy is not the death of me. The vampire then began to walk in a rather quickened pace towards the source of the scream. While keeping his hands in the pockets of his long coat he hoped that he would not need to fight..yet the vampire was prepared to do so if needed.

When Samuel arrived at the source of the scram he was greeted with the shadow of a man carrying some young woman away along with the figure of an unconscious man on the floor. The vampire looked at the unconscious man and a evil grin spread across his face as he thought to himself. He does not smell of death..so he must still be alive. Yet the filth that covers this scum might as well be that of a corpse. I do hope that the woman is alright. Yet she seems in safe hands, and best of all her hero left me a free meal. I am not one for left overs. But I shall make an exception tonight. The vampire then took off his sunglasses and simply shoved them into his coat pocket. The vampire hardly wore the coat yet due to the size of the city he decided it would be best to do all he could to conceal his weapons. Then the vampire felt his fangs appear as he got onto his knees and after bringing his fangs into the man's neck he began to drink. Yet it didn't take long for the young vampire to get his fill and after he finished the vampire stood up and then pulled out his saber from it's sheath and shoved the thing into the man's throat as quickly as his arms would allow him to do so. Then after he did so the vampire then crouched down and wiped the blood off of the sword before he stood back up and sheathed it. Then the vampire looked in the direction that he saw the young man and the woman he was carrying run off into as he thought to himself. I do hope they are alright..but I should leave before someone shows up. Perhaps I should wander around some more? I might find something interesting. Yes, that sounds like a excellent plan. I should just make sure that I do not go to far away from my car. It would be rather dreadful to be caught in the sunlight with a sword at my side. The vampire then grabbed the sunglasses from the pocket that he put them into and shoved the things onto his head. Then he shoved his hands into his pocket as he continued his walk around the city while he also did what he could to stay as close to the car as possible.

[Flammaland]

A teenaged girl with a dyed pixie cut wearing faded jeans, a t shirt showing a section of the book of the dead she had bought from the British Museum and a rust red hoodie was leaning against the wall in an alleyway behind a cafe, examining the symbols that had been graffitied onto the wall across. They were hieroglyphs, bad translations of them, but hieroglyphs none the less. She straightened up and dusted himself off, whoever had painted these clearly didn't have as firm a grasp of hieroglyphics as she did. More and more of these were popping up around the world, and Samantha Forester had become interested in them. Specifically, she had become interested in them on behalf of Division 6. Samantha had taken to the task of finding and translating the graffiti, which was why she was standing in a filthy alley behind a terrible cafe in New York city. After taking a picture of the graffiti, sending to Division HQ along with a translation, Samantha walked out of the alley and across the road to a cafe that served decent coffee. Sitting down outside, she placed an order and began to watch the world go by. Her hand drifted, almost unconsciously, to the string of hieroglyphs tattooed along her collarbones and down her shoulders. They glowed a light red under her shirt. Samantha smiled and waited for her coffee.

[Ameriganastan]

D6 HQ

"Let me out of here, you human pieces of trash! When I get out of this cell, you're going to wish you were in Hell instead of getting your comeuppance from me!"

A ragged looking man in a duster coat kicked at the walls of his cell, scratching the brand carved into his forehead.

"You can't prove I did anything! Now let me out of RAGH!"

His brand suddenly glowed like a lantern, sending him to his knees in complete agony.

"You'll get out when the new brands are finished activating. Until then, get comfy."

He snarled at the voice, punching at the wall.

"You're all going to regret ever summoning me!"

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Her eyes opened slowly. There was... a face... a boy's face... Her vision cleared, and she realized he had white hair, which was definitely not normal. She blinked. Her mind was still a little fuzzy, and the first thing that popped into her mind was that she was surely dead--which would mean... "Are you an angel?" Immediately afterwards she could have kicked herself. I can't believe I just said that...

Merlin

Did she just call you an angel boy... Ha, ha that's priceless a voice in Merlin's head. He smiled to the girl, and thought to himself, Shut up Void.

"No. I am sorry but I am not an angel. I am far from it actually." Merlin said, "You're lucky I was near by. You where in quite the predicament."

He then looked at her wings, "If anyone here is anywhere close to an angel, it's you. Correct me if I am wrong but are you a Nephilim, a half angel?"

Are you hitting on her.... Damn son, a Nephilim, if you score that... Void said in Merlin's head. I swear, if you don't shut... I'll go to church, Merlin said right back to Void. When he didn't get a response he figured he shut uped Void.

[Tracian Empire]

A young boy was walking through the crowded streets of New York City, one of the biggest cities of the mortal humans. At a first glance he looked pretty normal. Black sunglasses were covering the only thing that would indicate otherwise, his glowing blue eyes.

Smiling, the boy stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, and took a strange pocket watch from his pocket watch. Opening it, he looked and reallized that he had some free time left. What to do... even if he was in the middle of a giant city, many of the human entertainments meant nothing for him. Suddenly, he felt something. Something interesting.. two supernatural beings.

The human looking deity walked for a while under he found the source. Stopping behind a dumpster, Zafkiel looked only to see a boy and a girl.. interesting..

The girl with her angel wings surely looked like a Nephilim. Pretty strange, considering the fact that they were really, really rare. What was even more interesting was the boy near her. His aura was clearly the aura of a Cambion. A Nephilim and a Cambion, together. He had to admit that this really made him curious.. since he had nothing to do anyway...

Leaving the cover of the dumpster, the god walked towards them, throwing his sunglasses on the ground and revealing his blue glowing eyes.

"How interesting...", Zafkiel said with a smile."A Nephilim and a Cambion in the same place... are you lost?"

[Charlia]

Her eyes opened slowly. There was... a face... a boy's face... Her vision cleared, and she realized he had white hair, which was definitely not normal. She blinked. Her mind was still a little fuzzy, and the first thing that popped into her mind was that she was surely dead--which would mean... "Are you an angel?" Immediately afterwards she could have kicked herself. I can't believe I just said that...

Merlin

Did she just call you an angel boy... Ha, ha that's priceless a voice in Merlin's head. He smiled to the girl, and thought to himself, Shut up Void.

"No. I am sorry but I am not an angel. I am far from it actually." Merlin said, "You're lucky I was near by. You where in quite the predicament."

He then looked at her wings, "If anyone here is anywhere close to an angel, it's you. Correct me if I am wrong but are you a Nephilim, a half angel?"

Are you hitting on her.... Damn son, a Nephilim, if you score that... Void said in Merlin's head. I swear, if you don't shut... I'll go to church, Merlin said right back to Void. When he didn't get a response he figured he shut uped Void.

She blinked. "Oh, I'm not dead then. Pity." Then she shrugged and smiled. "Thank you for saving me anyway. A... Nephilim? I've heard of them, but I don't think... if I were half angel, that would make one of my parents an angel, but they're both dead. I never thought of angels as being able to die..."

A young boy was walking through the crowded streets of New York City, one of the biggest cities of the mortal humans. At a first glance he looked pretty normal. Black sunglasses were covering the only thing that would indicate otherwise, his glowing blue eyes.

Smiling, the boy stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, and took a strange pocket watch from his pocket watch. Opening it, he looked and reallized that he had some free time left. What to do... even if he was in the middle of a giant city, many of the human entertainments meant nothing for him. Suddenly, he felt something. Something interesting.. two supernatural beings.

The human looking deity walked for a while under he found the source. Stopping behind a dumpster, Zafkiel looked only to see a boy and a girl.. interesting..

The girl with her angel wings surely looked like a Nephilim. Pretty strange, considering the fact that they were really, really rare. What was even more interesting was the boy near her. His aura was clearly the aura of a Cambion. A Nephilim and a Cambion, together. He had to admit that this really made him curious.. since he had nothing to do anyway...

Leaving the cover of the dumpster, the god walked towards them, throwing his sunglasses on the ground and revealing his blue glowing eyes.

"How interesting...", Zafkiel said with a smile."A Nephilim and a Cambion in the same place... are you lost?"

She stared at the newcomer in surprise. "A Nephilim and a what?"

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Void, do you know who this guy is? Merlin asked the voice in his head. Let me see here, Void replied. With that one of Merlin's eyes changed from blue to a dark purple. It stayed like that for a few seconds before turning back to the normal blue.

Well good news and bad news, bad news is I don't know exactly who that guy is. Good news is I can tell you he's a god. Void told Merlin, Good to know Void, I might need your power, I can't figure out what he wants Merlin responded.

He looked to the girl. She apparently didn't know that she was a Nephilim. Poor girl... doesn't even know what she is, Merlin thought. You know, you could..... DO NOT SAY IT Merlin cut Void off. Fine. Void said sounding upset.

"A Cambion. That's what I am. My blood is the opposite of yours. Where you are half angel, I am the opposite. I am a half demon." Merlin said to the girl before looking at the deity, "So, which god are you? Yeah, that's right I know you are a deity. You can thank the other half of me."

Mer, let me at this guy, something about him seemed off, Void said to Merlin. Not yet, if he shows any hostility, then we'll see, Merlin responded. Ok, I'll be sitting here drinking some of this damn fine imaginary coffee till you need me.

[Charlia]

Void, do you know who this guy is? Merlin asked the voice in his head. Let me see here, Void replied. With that one of Merlin's eyes changed from blue to a dark purple. It stayed like that for a few seconds before turning back to the normal blue.

Well good news and bad news, bad news is I don't know exactly who that guy is. Good news is I can tell you he's a god. Void told Merlin, Good to know Void, I might need your power, I can't figure out what he wants Merlin responded.

He looked to the girl. She apparently didn't know that she was a Nephilim. Poor girl... doesn't even know what she is, Merlin thought. You know, you could..... DO NOT SAY IT Merlin cut Void off. Fine. Void said sounding upset.

"A Cambion. That's what I am. My blood is the opposite of yours. Where you are half angel, I am the opposite. I am a half demon." Merlin said to the girl before looking at the deity, "So, which god are you? Yeah, that's right I know you are a deity. You can thank the other half of me."

Mer, let me at this guy, something about him seemed off, Void said to Merlin. Not yet, if he shows any hostility, then we'll see, Merlin responded. Ok, I'll be sitting here drinking some of this damn fine imaginary coffee till you need me.

She blinked in confusion. "You don't seem like a demon. A demon would have left me to die. And I still don't think either of my parents were angels, they're dead! How could one of them be an angel?" She shook her head. "Although I suppose it would explain..." she gestured to her wings. "These."

[Tracian Empire]

Void, do you know who this guy is? Merlin asked the voice in his head. Let me see here, Void replied. With that one of Merlin's eyes changed from blue to a dark purple. It stayed like that for a few seconds before turning back to the normal blue.

Well good news and bad news, bad news is I don't know exactly who that guy is. Good news is I can tell you he's a god. Void told Merlin, Good to know Void, I might need your power, I can't figure out what he wants Merlin responded.

He looked to the girl. She apparently didn't know that she was a Nephilim. Poor girl... doesn't even know what she is, Merlin thought. You know, you could..... DO NOT SAY IT Merlin cut Void off. Fine. Void said sounding upset.

"A Cambion. That's what I am. My blood is the opposite of yours. Where you are half angel, I am the opposite. I am a half demon." Merlin said to the girl before looking at the deity, "So, which god are you? Yeah, that's right I know you are a deity. You can thank the other half of me."

Mer, let me at this guy, something about him seemed off, Void said to Merlin. Not yet, if he shows any hostility, then we'll see, Merlin responded. Ok, I'll be sitting here drinking some of this damn fine imaginary coffee till you need me.

"The half demon is right.", Zafkiel said with a smile."Even if you are both half humans, he's half demon while you're half angel. Angles and Demons are complete opposites. Good and Evil. You are both supernatural beings."
Zafkiel made a step forward, looking at the two carefully. The other half of this Cambion... interesting..
"Well, well, that's interesting. Yes, I am a deity. A god. I was known by many names. Khronos, Chronus, Tempus,..."
The raven haired boy took out his pocket watch and looked at it. The watch was ticking loudly.
"I am the God of Time, but you can call me Zafkiel. Nice to meet you, younglings "

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Merlin

Merlin looked to the girl, and smiled. "You need to remember, things aren't always as they appear. I am half demon, but you could say I tamed the demon half..." he said before he was interrupted by an angry Void, I AM NOT TAMED! I AM NOT A DOG! Of course you aren't. I am just trying it explain it in a way that makes sense. I'll reword that, would that calm you down? Merlin responded to Void. Yes, very much so..

"Let me reword that. I have pacified the demon half." Merlin said with a smirk. You clever bastard. I hate you sometimes. Void said coldly. Then Merlin turned to the god.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Zafkiel. What is that you find interesting?" Merlin said to him. He looked at the pocket watch and at Zafkiel. Void, I think I might need you soon. What do you want with a pacified demon? Void responded. Merlin rolled his eyes, Really? Right now? You know I didn't mean it in that way. You are still a very dangerous and aggressive being. I guess your right. But we are talking about this later, got it.

---

Vladimir

Vlad's limo pulled up to a very dark looking gate. A fence surrounded a large area. The gate opened and the limo pulled up a drive way to an old mansion. The building looked almost like one of those haunted houses from the movies. Dead tree's lined the drive way. The mansion looked to have started to been over grown.

Vlad stepped out of the limo and looked to his manservant, "So this is the base?"

"Yes sir. The men took it from an American Vampire who had been living here for sometime. He refused to support us, so he is now eliminated. Underground are a serious of natural caverns that have been made into a perfect underground base." The manservant said as he pulled out a comic book, "The best way to describe them is like this Batman's Bat Cave. We also already have a large group of loyal vampires here waiting for your orders and we are still recruiting."

Vlad took the comic and looked through it, "Interesting. If what you say is true, then this is perfect for my plans." Vlad stopped and looked around, "As much as I love the spooky look here, we need to get rid of it. It's to suspicious."

"I'll get some men to work on that right away." The manservant said as Vlad walked into the mansion.

So this is the American dream... I can't wait to crush it. he thought as he made his way through the mansion.

[Generailia]

Samuel Ashworth
Somewhere within New York City

Samuel had been roaming the streets when he picked up a odd mix of scents hitting the air and two of which where oddly familiar. The vampire stopped for a second as he thought to himself. This smell..could it perhaps be the same that came off from those two kids from that alleyway? That is indeed a chance, but the scent that seems to be mixing in with their own is far easier to notice. I might as well check it out. I have got nothing else even remotely interesting to do regardless. The vampire then followed the odd scents till he reached the source after some time. He was able to already hear the conversation if not faintly from a distance. Samuel decided to simply eavesdrop on them for a bit when a sudden thought forced itself into his mind. Do you not think this is rather rude? How about you just introduce go ahead and greet them before you look far more suspicious then you do already. The vampire then sighed as he left his hiding spot and approached the small group of people that seemed to be gathering around.

Samuel was rather silent for most of the walk yet after some time the vampire said in his usual calm manner..yet this time his tone sounded slightly arrogant. "Why hello there strangers. I was just walking by when I heard an ever so faint conversation coming from an area quite some distance away from where I was standing at the time. I do apologize for the rude intrusion but my curiosity got the best of me so I am dreadfully sorry for that." The vampire then noticed the girl's wings as his eyes of which where currently hiding by his sunglasses widened in shock before he thought to himself. Wait..could she perhaps be one of them? No, she certainly is not. Perhaps the wings are fake? No, they do not give off the smell that those tend to give off. I just hope that my idiocy is not the death of me. The vampire then grinned before he continued. "Oh, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. How rude of me." The vampire then said calmly after he pulled out his hand just encase any of the strangers wished to shake it. "You may call me Samuel Ashworth. It is a pleasure to meet all of you. Now if you would provide me the honors of knowing your names I would greatly appreciate it. Yet due to my sudden appearance I would not hold it against you if you do not." The vampire then forced a grin across his face as he began to examine his surroundings with the hope of finding a quick and easy escape route just encase things got rather interesting. The vampire also used the hand that was not waiting for a handshake to cover up his sword to the best of his capability. Yet if any of the strangers would have looked hard enough they would likely see it with ease.

[Tracian Empire]

Merlin looked to the girl, and smiled. "You need to remember, things aren't always as they appear. I am half demon, but you could say I tamed the demon half..." he said before he was interrupted by an angry Void, I AM NOT TAMED! I AM NOT A DOG! Of course you aren't. I am just trying it explain it in a way that makes sense. I'll reword that, would that calm you down? Merlin responded to Void. Yes, very much so..

"Let me reword that. I have pacified the demon half." Merlin said with a smirk. You clever bastard. I hate you sometimes. Void said coldly. Then Merlin turned to the god.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Zafkiel. What is that you find interesting?" Merlin said to him. He looked at the pocket watch and at Zafkiel. Void, I think I might need you soon. What do you want with a pacified demon? Void responded. Merlin rolled his eyes, Really? Right now? You know I didn't mean it in that way. You are still a very dangerous and aggressive being. I guess your right. But we are talking about this later, got it.

"Well, I must admit that you don't see Nephilims every day." Zafkiel said, putting the pocket watch back."Seeing a Nephilim and a Cambion together is a really unique occasion. I just couldn't refrain myself from coming here."
Smiling, Zafkiel turned around to see a vampire. These things seemed to be everywhere these days.
"It seems that we have guests... ", said Zafkiel, looking at the vampire in front of them with his flowing blue eyes."Vampire Samuel Ashworth, may I ask the true reason behind your presence here? I really don't think that you came here only because you heard a conversation. You are here for the Nephilim girl, am I right?"

[Generailia]

Samuel Ashworth
Somewhere within New York City

Samuel was both startled by the boy's blue eyes and the fact that he knew what he was. Yet the vampire remained calm as he responded with a grin. "I was not lying. My curiosity has nearly gotten me killed more times then I can count. Yet to be quite honest I wished to thank that man." The vampire then pointed at Merlin. "For giving me a free meal. Though he did so unintentionally I view it as a kind gesture. Now then..I do think these are rather useless since you seem to already know what I am." The vampire then pulled off his sunglasses and shoved the things into the pocket on his coat of which was closest to his sword and once he took them off the vampire continued as his red irises glowed dimly in the darkness. "I honestly did not know she was Nephilim till not to long ago. Yet it seems quite obvious that you are not human yourself sir. Yet I will leave it up to you whether or not you tell me what you are exactly." The vampire's grin grew as he continued. "I do wonder what exactly I had walked into myself. Yet to be honest this is far more interesting then what I was doing before." The vampire's grin fell slightly as the vampire asked. "By the way might I ask for your name? Of course you are free to keep such information to yourself yet the same curiosity that brought me here wishes to know." Samuel then patiently waited for the man's response as he kept himself as alert as he could and he was ready to run as quickly as he could. Since the vampire knew that a fight with a Nephilim alone would likely lead to his death yet along with the odd stranger who knew what he was made any chance of his victory near impossible.

[Tracian Empire]

Samuel Ashworth
Somewhere within New York City

Samuel was both startled by the boy's blue eyes and the fact that he knew what he was. Yet the vampire remained calm as he responded with a grin. "I was not lying. My curiosity has nearly gotten me killed more times then I can count. Yet to be quite honest I wished to thank that man." The vampire then pointed at Merlin. "For giving me a free meal. Though he did so unintentionally I view it as a kind gesture. Now then..I do think these are rather useless since you seem to already know what I am." The vampire then pulled off his sunglasses and shoved the things into the pocket on his coat of which was closest to his sword and once he took them off the vampire continued as his red irises glowed dimly in the darkness. "I honestly did not know she was Nephilim till not to long ago. Yet it seems quite obvious that you are not human yourself sir. Yet I will leave it up to you whether or not you tell me what you are exactly." The vampire's grin grew as he continued. "I do wonder what exactly I had walked into myself. Yet to be honest this is far more interesting then what I was doing before." The vampire's grin fell slightly as the vampire asked. "By the way might I ask for your name? Of course you are free to keep such information to yourself yet the same curiosity that brought me here wishes to know." Samuel then patiently waited for the man's response as he kept himself as alert as he could and he was ready to run as quickly as he could. Since the vampire knew that a fight with a Nephilim alone would likely lead to his death yet along with the odd stranger who knew what he was made any chance of his victory near impossible.

Zafkiel sighed. "I don't know if I should be happy or sad that no one here knows who I am."
Carefully taking out what seemed to be a black coin out of his pocket, the blue eyed boy started to play around with it. The coin was somehow glowing in a strange way.
"I have many names. Probably you heard of me by the name of Khronos. The God of Time. You can call me Zafkiel.", he said with a smile.
"I don't know what kind of an interest do you have in this Nephilim girl, but I certainly hope that you don't intend to harm her. "

[Charlia]

The girl put a hand to her forehead. "You know, you guys aren't making much sense. Vampires? Gods of time? Is this some sort of joke? Because it's not very funny." Then her eyes widened. "Oh, of course. I'm dreaming or something, right?"

[Tracian Empire]

The girl put a hand to her forehead. "You know, you guys aren't making much sense. Vampires? Gods of time? Is this some sort of joke? Because it's not very funny." Then her eyes widened. "Oh, of course. I'm dreaming or something, right?"

"Unfortunately young Nephilim", said the blue eyed God looking at her,"This is not a dream. It's the reality. It might sound strange, but yes, supernatural beings exist. You are a supernatural being. A pretty rare one. And think about it, I am too amazing to be a product of your imagination, right?"

[Charlia]

The girl put a hand to her forehead. "You know, you guys aren't making much sense. Vampires? Gods of time? Is this some sort of joke? Because it's not very funny." Then her eyes widened. "Oh, of course. I'm dreaming or something, right?"

"Unfortunately young Nephilim", said the blue eyed God looking at her,"This is not a dream. It's the reality. It might sound strange, but yes, supernatural beings exist. You are a supernatural being. A pretty rare one. And think about it, I am too amazing to be a product of your imagination, right?"

She shook her head. "You keep saying that one of my parents was an angel, but they're both dead!... and I'm sorry, but if you're the god of time, then you could totally be the product of my imagination. I know some mythology."

[Tracian Empire]

"Unfortunately young Nephilim", said the blue eyed God looking at her,"This is not a dream. It's the reality. It might sound strange, but yes, supernatural beings exist. You are a supernatural being. A pretty rare one. And think about it, I am too amazing to be a product of your imagination, right?"

She shook her head. "You keep saying that one of my parents was an angel, but they're both dead!... and I'm sorry, but if you're the god of time, then you could totally be the product of my imagination. I know some mythology."

"I don't know about your parents", said Zafkiel, slowly shaking his head,"But those songs clearly show that you are a half angel."
The young boy sighed before continuing.
"In the mythology I am always shown as an old man. With a big white beard usually. I don't know who would have imagined the God of Time like a young boy with blue eyes. And with the name Zafkiel. It's the reality. I'm real."

[Charlia]

She shook her head. "You keep saying that one of my parents was an angel, but they're both dead!... and I'm sorry, but if you're the god of time, then you could totally be the product of my imagination. I know some mythology."

"I don't know about your parents", said Zafkiel, slowly shaking his head,"But those songs clearly show that you are a half angel."
The young boy sighed before continuing.
"In the mythology I am always shown as an old man. With a big white beard usually. I don't know who would have imagined the God of Time like a young boy with blue eyes. And with the name Zafkiel. It's the reality. I'm real."

"But... but that means..." Her eyes widened. "That means that one of them is still alive, in Heaven, waiting for me!" She was crying now, but it was because she was happy. "I'm not an orphan... I wonder if I'd be allowed to live in Heaven. I mean, my only living parent is there." Her mind was wandering, imagining all the possibilities, and a smile was slowly spreading across her face. "This is amazing!"