///The Darkened - Part One: Rise of a Fallen Demon God/// --- (Roleplay)

The Story Begins here...

A demonlord named Ragnagon stood on top of a large skyscraper looking down upon the city. He was in his human form, jet black hair, emerald eyes, common among demons, and he apeared as young as his late 20's in human years. He was doing more then just sight seeing, he was waiting. Suddenly a a black fire apeared behind him and then transformed into a mass that then took form of yet another human, who too was a demonlord. He looked old, and somewhat sinister. "What is you want Darkguinose?" Ragnagon turned to face the old man, seeming outraged and yet expected darkguinose presence. "Is that any way to greet a friend?" He asked chuckling. "You and me will never be friends... You wanted to tell me something.. So here I am.. Do not make this a waste of my time..." Ragnagon growled. "..You will be interested in the fact that despite my warnings and attempts to persuade the human Gabriel to give up his little treasure hunt.. he managed to find Garrions Seal..." Darkguinose explained. "I see... and.. is he--" "Yes.. it would seem that Garrion is now asleep inside him now... no longer locked away... but growing within Gabriel... Its only a matter of time now... We have a common enemy now... When he awakes he will be after the Darkseed... and the Demon Book of Shadows... All he is going to want is to revive the fallen demon god..." Darkguinose explained now standing by Ragnagon side looking down upon the city. "...That abomination is no God... And what of the Darkseed? Do you know who it is?" "No... But I belive I know some one who does... And... I belive you know who that is too..." Darkguinose said nwo getting Ragnagons attention who gave a quizative look at him. "Shea?"

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Brandon a young adult, who was now 19, sat down at the table eating breakfast with his young sister Marrie who was only 12 now. As usual there mother had left for work and was going to be working late, and like clockwork Brandon was expected to be the babysitter, house cleaner, dishwasher, Maid, house sitter. His mother made sure he never had time to get a job like every one else, nor supported him for wanting to go to college. His mother expected him to perform miracles and walk on water, and treated him like he never amount to anything. Of course it was never always like this. 5 years ago his father had past away in a car wreck.. Ever since that day, there mother had acted rather cold, always working and never time for home. Brandon was also always expected to be the cook, making meals sitting table. Never any time for anything else. His best friends James, Crystal, and William, always told him that he should just go and get out. But for some reason, he felt impulse to stay. maybe it was worry for Marrie.. maybe he hoped his mom would change... or maybe it was hope his father would come home alive and well and the guy 5 feet in the ground was only a person who looked like him. Of course realistically that was doubtful. But yet.. despite it all.. he continued to stay and allow his mother to keep him leashed and told him he would never make it out in the hard cold world. After all he was crazy. Ever since the night his father was put into the ground, he would have strange dreams and visions of a grey wolf haunting him. His mom considered him as delusional. He always had to lie and say he don't see the grey wolf any more, but he does.. Every now and then the grey wold appears watching him... and deep down he felt the wolf was real... maybe he was crazy...
He felt there was no other fate for him self, that perhaps he was destined to be there forever...

Little does he know that, fate has other plans... and the world he thought he knew would change forever... and the wolf would soon reveal its self... and he would soon meet yet another wolf who will change his life.... the White Wolf!

Just outside of the city lived a farm house, a very evil and silent farm house so the local farmers around it said so many rumors spreaded from that one place. Hush child the demons live there! They would always tell there young before scouring about like rats. The thing about that strange farmhouse was that it wasn’t cursed, nor evil in any way, it just belonged to a strange family. The revask family, a family of Demi-Human foxes so there race was called, they never came outside, though there crops where always sold at the local market. That was originally how the rumors started for know one had Sean the revask family, yet there was always traces of where they where. But one night at that one house, a young teen had seat out to voyage away from the family for he too was tired of the rumors of his family, he too had wanted to see the outside world, in day as well as cursed night. The young Demi-human fox had a long brown Trench coat ((as to hide his fox tail)) and a matching brown hat ((to hide his fox ears)) He had his torn farmer’s blue jeans on as well as some tall black dirt covered boots. Underneath of his Trench coat was an old muddy tea shirt, it looked as if it where once white, but the mud had clearly fixed that issue. But what stood out more then anything was the sword strapped to his back. The young Demi-Human slipped stealthily into the shadow, as to not be seen by his other realities who where already fast asleep in there beds. The boy seemed to be making his way to a Black motorcycle of some sorts, the boy had his fathers keys out and was about to star it up when a deep and aged voice called out to him, one that belonged to his grandfather, someone that he was named after. “ Rexus…what are you doing out so late” the voice called out to the young teen as a old man that looked to be in his eighty’s popped out from the shadows. His hair was white like fresh snow, and had been pulled back into a pony tail of some sorts. In his right hand was a brownish staff with a red crystal embedded into the tip. In his left hand was a book, one that he had been righting since his glory days –tails of a dead prince—so he called it. It was when he had fought side by side with friends human and none. He whore a brownish robe, with a red pendent embedded into the chest. Rexus turned around instantly putting the keys back into his fathers trench coat, as he turned around to face his grandfather “ uh nothing grandpa…just...getting ready to plow the fields” Rexus lied, hoping that his Grandfather would go away by the sound of work, but the elderly man only grinned at the sound of what his grandson had said. “Work…at eleven cloaks at night…? Why would you want to do that? Or does you’re young self yurn for the outside?” Rexus jaw dropped, he didn’t know what to say, he was so caught up in making a back up story as to why he was outside at that time doing work, but his grandpa had already guessed what he was about to do. “You didn’t think I would let you leave without a goodbye…you know there was a time when I was you yaknow…always jumping head first and never looking back… ahh those where the days… you’re parents already knew you where going to do this one day…and so I have a gift for you... Take it and never look back, not until you have seen what you wanted to see in this world…” Grandpa rex handed rexus a green knapsack of some sorts, it felt heavy, and was probably full of old memory junk they always talked about… he did however cherish the idea for the knapsack was always a family heirloom, a very old memory. Rexus strapped the knapsack onto his back and started the motorcycle, the engine kicking into life as the viacle vibrated calmly. And just like his originally plan, he sped off into the country, headed for the city, and his destiny

Ociri walked throught the city streets wearing his grey colored trench coat carrying a case as he took the not so lite back alleys he stopped under a flickering street lamp and pulled the sleave up and looked at the arm band and sighed not sure why he came here and fixed his sleave and set the case down and ziped it open and looked inside seeing the contents and reached inside and pulled out some cash and closed it again and picked it up walking out into the next street as the cars drove by lighting up his snake eyes heading towards his destination he came to a building and walked up to a man standing next to the door "im expected im a friend of Nayas"

the guard looked at him "yah i know who you are dont cause any trouble with the club or her.." the guard put a finger to a marking on the door and it glowed breifly and the seal opened

"no more then i have to" Ociri walked in down a flight of stairs and into a club full of those who wish to be hidden from the world as he walked by the dancers glanceing over at them and began asking the waitresses for her till one pointed to the bar as he walked to the bar and found a framiliar face as he sat in the stool and set the case on the bar infront of him
"ill take a shot of Vodka"

the slender long black haired woman grabbed a glass and set it down and poured the glass not paying attention to who it was then relized who it was and spoke "you....what are you doing here?"

Ociri downed the shot right away and slide it towards her for more "i need a place to stay for awhile and wondering if i could get your help..if its not asking to much just until i get things sorted"

Naya looked at him then at the case "is that what i think it is" she placed her hand on it and look upset "what are you doing bringing that here in a place like here...look here i get off in 3 hours dont tare up my appartment" she slide a key across the counter and he took

he smiled and took it "me...nah im house trained remember?" he grabbed the case and left the club walking back out and into the back streets coming to a fire escape and climbed itand unlocked the door and went inside and turned on the light seeing the place seemed to be already a mess he closed the door and walked over to the couch and sat down and set the case on him

The big city was living up to its name…it was big, I mean huge. Rexus had never even seen a place where so many humans could gather, it was like a giant den, though when rexus looked around he couldn’t see the alpha or the omega, in fact when Rexus thought about the fact of no clear leader it frightened him. Without an alpha and omega the pack would fight with each other to gain pure dominates over the pact. Rexus pulled up to a stop light, looking to the left and right, he could see cars, are small movable dins full of the elderly and the young. Many had said faces, and many seemed to be enjoying themselves. This fact brought great relief to rexus, because by watching the conversation he could easily tell who the alpha and omega was. The light turned green and rexus was off again. There were so many things to see in the big city, probably too many things for his small mind, and the curiosity got the better of him, sending him deeper into the big city. The deeper he moved into the city, the more he could see the small inhabitants that lived in small dins, some well kept and others in total chaos. The streets where littered with filth and beggars seemed to fill the streets. Rexus pulled into an alleyway, parked his bike and tapped a few buttons making it invisible to the human eye. “There you go…now no one will see you hehe.” Rexus walked out of the alleyway and decided to head to a bar of some sorts. Trusting his nose, and his sensitive ears he was able to pinpoint the exact location of a bar. He walked in; the human faces looking at the newcomer but then returning back to there drink. He walked to the bartended and sat down. “Can I get you anything lad.” The bartender said with an Irish accent. “Ummm…some water would do me fine sir.” The bartender’s eyebrows raised but he still got rexus the water. “So where do you hail from?” the bartender asked trying to start up a conversation. “Oh...the farming village out to the south…place called Vincen Town. You’ve heard of it?” “Afraid not laid most people in the city stay in the city. But it’s the life we work with…” yeah it is Rexus Mumbled silently, and wathed a bit of the T.V that was there.

Just south from the city, returning from a airport was Gabriel Jicrow. A very successful business man, who ran a Branch of the DLN company, Jicrow Inc, his very own branch, who focus was Technological advances, but as a hobby he also had had a thing for picking up artifacts. He had enough money and wealth to do it. Of course he wasn't selfish ether, 90% of his finds would be donated to a Museum, and a certain portion would be given to charities. But it was deeper then that. He had a obsession in studies concerning demonology and somthing called Black Plasma, and the artifacts he went after were more then just mere artifacts. They related to a Old Tribe known as the Falafrea, that was dated back well over 3000 years ago, BC... The Falafrea were also known as Ancients or Dragon people, who were also believed to be the keepers of Good and Evil. Demons and Angels were both talked about in the history of the Falafrea and even more surprising is that the Falafrea was a name and history nearly forgotten. As a mater of fact, he would have never had interest in the Falafrea if it was not for a stranger in a bar, who hinted him on a location of a artifact in some old ruins burred beneath sand and time. This temple was said to be one of the four temples of Asumas, the temple of the moon. At last he had found something amazing, that could benefit his company research in black plasma. As he traveled from the air port after a amazing find, he kept in a silver locked security suitcase, a demonic statue of some sort... and next to it, a wristband, with a lions head.

Gabriel kept clutching his chest. As excited as he was to have such a find and yet get to travel home, and possibly see his favorite niece and nephew, he felt terribly ill. He felt as though a pressure was growing in his chest. He quickly reached down next to him self for his coffee as he drove, thinking perhaps he could wash the pain away with nice hot coffee. What he didn't know was the Demonic statue he had found was Garrion's Seal, and now Garrion sleeps within him, growing in strength that would eventually possess him completely.

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That night Brandon woke up, noticing lightning form his window, and the fact his window was also open. He stood up and approached the window only he couldn't help notice that the lightning was breaking crossed the sky in all directions but going towards one location. As if something some were was drawing all the lightning to it. And down from the center of the lightning in the sky, lightning of many strange colors such as purple, red, blue, was shooting down over and over as if it was striking one spot.. It was far away south passed the cities. Even weirder yet, once the lightning began to become more rapid, he noticed the entire neighborhood blacked out completed, and only light source was the crazy amount of gathering lightning, turning into varied colors of lightning hitting a single location.

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As time passed, and day came, Brandon was startled to here from his best friends William and Crystal that there uncle was in a car accident that night. There uncle name was Gabriel Jicrow.....

And events that will change Brandons life forever begins that day...

Ociri laid down with the case next to him and closed his eyes hearing the sound of thunder outside as he looked at the dropolets on the window lite up by the lighting as he watched it breifly as he thought back unable to think back to all the storms he sat through and allways wondered what purpose the serve as he closed his eyes and feel asleep

Naya came home and seen him sleeping and walked over to him and pulled a blanket up over him and sighed "just like old times.."

the next morning Ociri crossed the street walking over to the Libary and went inside looking around the place and opened his case and pulled out some old books and placed them on the shelf and walked out heading down the street

Shea another character in this story... Stood next to one of her most trusted friend Izzie standing on top of a old wrecked church. Shea is a Half Tiger Demon and half human. Her mother was Human and her Father was a Demon lord. She had Emerald eyes, and long nearly black hair, that turned a crimson red color when the light shined on it just right. her feline like ears were kept hidden underneath her hair. Her friend was full fledged angel. He had long blond hair and light blue eyes, and wore a blue and purple cap, and wore fancy dress like clothing. On his back was a set of katanas. In Sheas hands, she was holding onto a familiar looking armlet. This armlet had a wolf head....
"Izzie.. Coragem has spoken.. He says the boy is not ready, but is life is running short as danger approaches... It will only be a matter of time when Garrion wakes up, and the first person he is going to go after will be him, so we must make sure Coragem reaches the boy." Shea explained, as she allowed Coragem to speak with her through a spiritual communication. "I understand Lady Shea... I too have felt the darkness stirring and I don't think that Garrion will be the only one we need to worry about... We should set out now then... Who ever told Gabriel the were about of Garrions Seal, must have realized that Brandon is linked to him... What im saying is... Gabriel finding and being possessed by Garrion is not a accident... The first thing he is goignt o do when he awakes is go after Brandon... But if Gabriel finding Garrion was no accident This also complicates things... it would seem some other entity is pulling the strings..." Izzie explained speaking is a soft and elegant voice. "You are right... but we should worry about that right now... first thing is first is making sure coragem falls into brandons hands. Coragems power must awaken through him as he is the Next in line of being the Chosen of the White Wolf, Coragem"

The storms struck hard, though rexus didn’t care or notice, the other patrons realizing the lightening packed their bags and went home, save for rexus. He was already fast asleep. The bartender, went over to rexus pushing him in a effort to wake him caused his hat to fall off, revealing the fox ears Rexus had so carefully hidden from the public. “While I’ll be a scout a mutt, Should have known by the smell.” The bartender said astonished by his find. “No wonder he was quit…” the bartender pulled out a blanket and set it on top of rexus, he then left the room. Mourning light shined through the windows hitting rexus right in the eye. His eye’s slowly opened, looking around he got up only to come face to face with the bartender. “Ye better be careful you don’t fall asleep in a bar again. If someone saw you and those ears…chances are you won’t be so lucky.” Rexus nodded ever so silently, now realizing his mistake. He wasn’t at the farm anymore. He was in a human city, and a human city had rules. “Feel free to make this place your home… usually people like you come to me to be hidden from humans…you’re never alone out there…” “Yeah…Nice to know that but…I better get going.” Rexus said backing up towards the door. “Thank you for not…turning me in” the bartender laughed at the remark, his silver white hair falling in front of his eyes. “If I did that then I would be harming my own kind…now get before my patrons come.” At the remark rexus dashed outside and kept running, it was a fair warning for as he dashed out of the bar people starting to make their way to the aria, and the bartender had enough time to clean up.

Rexus dashed here and there, not even looking where he was going, and that’s whenever he crashed into a unsuspecting bystander (( or Ociri)) knocking rexus over onto his back, he had enough time to hold his hat on top of his head. “ ow, ow, ow , ow ,ow … that hurt” rexus complained but then sat there silent, today was not going to be Rexus’s day

Ociri felt something knocked him forward as he caught his balance and turned to see Rexus on his back he walked over beside him and held out his hand "watch where your stepping next time"

Rexus looked the hand up in down, more of the strange and unusual behaviors of the human civilization that had secede to surprise Rexus, the creepy bartender was what made rexus run for his money. Now looking at someone, someone who toward before him like a giant,((Do to him being on the ground))made Rexus feel small and week to this large and powerful world, and that wasn’t half of it, now this giant of a man was holding his hand out, wanting to help him up, not to mention that rexus didn’t even come prepared for a “human” Life, it or that was quit a surprise. Rexus extended his hand and gladly pulled himself up. “Yeah…I need to work on looking while I’m running…hehe” rexus said, tugging at the hat that concealed his Fox ears, sub concisely of course, for it provided much suspension over that one aria. “ soo uh….” Rexus said, trying to gather his thought’s, he hadn’t yet worked up the courage to talk to anyone just yet, rexus was honestly wondering If what he was about to say would have had insult to the man in front of him. You can trust the demon… a shadowy voice rang through his head like a silent whisper, sending chills down rexus’s spine, and his tail to bristle, who are you? rexus called back into his own head, but not getting a single response from the mysteries voice. “ Uhhh.. My name is Rexus…. Rexus Revask” Rexus said, not giving out his full name, after all his family lived a superstitious life, and it is always said that if you give out you’re full name, that it give’s power to whomever here’s it. “ so…what’s you’re name stranger”

Ociri looked rexus over he could tell he was skiddish about something but made no attemped to pursue it any further as he looked over at the people walking by then back at him "its ociri....and judging by your clumseyness around crowds id say your not from around here..." he looked at him questioned not knowing but getting the vibe from him

Just before waking up that morning, after the strange lightning, Strangers appeared infront of his window. Brandon saw this and emediatly snuck down stairs to check it out, but when he stepped out the strangers were gone. Who ever they were, he could see them in the pitch darkness each time the lightning struck, and saw they were hooded figures. Who ever they were they were gone now. He immediately went back upstairs to perhaps try to get some sleep again.

Brandon sat down on his bed and was startled once the power had returned to see a gold and white object laying on his bed and once again his window was open. he quickly picked up a baseball bat laying next to his bed and looked around and even under his bed and int he closet but no one was there. What confused him more was the fact it was a upstairs window and no way up nore down, so who ever it was, he wondered how on earth they got in and out of his room from his window... and why were they there... was it the hooded figures... Now relaxing once more he went to study the object left to him and saw it was a bracelet of some kind, made of a metal he had never seen before that was pearly white, and gold rimmed, with a wolf head on it. (At this point you would know that it must have been Shea and Izzie) Brandon suddenly felt a strong impulse about it. It was strange it was a impulse to put it on.. Something about it suddenly locked his attention fully on it, mesmerizing him. Thoughts were pouring into his head to put on the bracelet... no the Armlet.. He wanted to call it a Armlet.. and not armlet but Armlet as a name... And the blue orb he saw held down by three claws ((All Chosen Armlets has this, The orb held down by three claws attached to the armlet is the heart of the Armlet... it is gem, that is the Spirit in pure physical form.)) He stared into the orb seeing some sort of mist inside it twirling about within it. At this point he was slowly reaching over to put it on, and suddenly, Zap. A single blue spark zapped him and he came to his senses and quickly through it in a old back pack full of holes and smelt of old sneakers and zipped it up and shoved it under his bed. He didnt want to look at and so much touch it. It scared him greatly.

Finally he could not help it any longer, he went to sleep, and yet once again the window unlatched it self and blew open, and entering the room was a blue mist that Brandon began to breath in. Out from the window that was intact a upstairs window, appeared the grey wolf that then leaped down and then got on top Brandon bed. The wolf exhaled more of the blue mist that Brandon continued to inhaled as he sleeped. "Dream Brandon.. Dream.. as now finally after 3000 years, the game has begin and events begin to unfold... Sleep... and may your nightmares float away... and may new good dreams fill your head.. making you feel refreshed and reborn..." beneath his bed a blue light escaping the holes of the back pack, was pulsating and making a strange humming noise. "Shut up you old mutt... You know as much as I do what is about to happen... or you would not be here... The Game has only begun.... Coragem.. the White Wolf.." And at that the Grey wolf vanished along with the blue mist as if he never were.

Later that day after finding out what happed to Crystal and Williams uncle, Brandon appeared with Marrie at there side at the hospital to be with Crystal and William. They were both racialy native amarican, and Crystal who had dyed her hair of all colors pink streaks in her hair, but she wore Jeans, and a cap, and a sports t-shirt, she was no doubt a tom boy, but perhaps that was to be expected growing up with a older brother and being the only girl. William on the other hand, looked rather built, had a tattoo on his right arm of a Black Wolf, and he had pretty torn up jeans, with grease stains on them. He worked as a mechanic, and even at home, he preferred to work around cars all day, it was sort of his hobby, and even often times, Crystal would get her hands dirty. They were very close to each other, and been good friends since he was a little kid to Brandon. They were also niece and nephew to the millionaire Gabriel, who were also his favorite niece and nephew. There parents on the other hand, and almost the entire family, never liked Gabriel and always considered him the black sheep of the family. Perhaps it was out of spite cause Gabriel made it real well in the world being a owner of a multi-country company such as DLN or perhaps they did not like Gabriel hobbies, but Crystal and William were the only ones who enjoyed his company, and were there favorite uncle. Brandon had to admit, that Gabriel was a very interesting fellow, and for a multi millionaire and such a high up in the DLN company, he wasnt stuck up, fat, cigar smoking kind of person that one would expect or think of, when thinking of some one who was very wealthy. He also always had interesting stories about his visit around the world and the artifacts he had found and gave to Museums, and hell, Gabriel is even well known. It even surprised him that the press had yet to know of Gabriel being in the hospital. Despite the scare every one had, they were told they could now visit Gabriell and that he was going to be fine, that he got off lucky with a broken arm, and a few bumps and bruises. When they asked him about what happen, Gabriel said he didn't remember, the last thing he did remember was driving home from a long day, and then blacked out from there.

As time passed He was released from the hospital and as expected the press was out and about trying to give him questions about what happened as well as unorthodox questions, that Gabriell would only respond as "No Comment.."

“You could say that…never really been to the big city before…never really been to a town before, to dangerous my pa would always say, and stay away from Dnl whatever that meant. To be honest with you sir this is actually my first time in any place like this…I just don’t understand how so many humans can gather into one aria, just seems to chaotic.” Rexus said although he did however wonder if there was truly a omega and alpha in this big place, still rexus felt like he was forgetting something, and it begrudged him deeply, for on the farm he always remembered what to do and when, but know he hadn’t the slightest clue as to what to do. “So Ociri…you mind if I tag along for a little while…you seem to know this place better then I do…and frankly my human lore isn’t quit so adapt…”Rexus said with a smile, he still looked young, about his sixteen’s or so, but his experience granted him the wisdom of an average adult. Still it was pretty odd that Rexus would talk like he isn’t one, and for that matter he was. If the voice in his head was right then it wouldn’t really matter, though demons where a little scary, by legend that is.

Ociri looked of at the people walking by he want to anxious of haveing to babysit a stranger but thought to himself to give rexus a chance "sure...any place in perticular you looking for?" he started to walk looking back to make sure Rexus was still following

Rexus followed behind Ociri, hands in his trench coat, and smiling like a child. “I don’t really have a destination, infact I’m just wondering around this city, looking for something interesting to happen…” then something clicked in rexus’s young head. His great Grandpa gave him something, something that wade over ten pounds n his back pack. Controlled by some sort of instinct Rexus reached into the nape sack and pulled out what seemed to be a parchment covering a book. Taking the parchment off revealed a thick book, and the title ((In runes)) “Never ending Prediction ” Opening the book was a wide veradity of major past time events, flipping to the back of the book where future events, yet to happen but it described the date time and what exactly happened. Yet there where quite a few empty pages. “Hey Demon dude… What do you make of this?” Rexus said giving him the book.

Ociri stopped and looked around at the people looking at him funny when hewas called a demon and he stopped and walked back to rexus seeing a book in his hand he walked over and started to read the book "....how did you get this?..." he read the most recent events and fliped through to the blank pages "either the events never happened...or someone erased them.."

“This...I got it from my Great Grand Father Rex. He gave me this before I actually left the farm…” Rexus said handing the book over to Ociri “it mentioned something about lightning…” Rexus walked over and to his amazement words where starting to form into the pages, as if magic where controlling them. “So my great Grandpa’s the devil…or is this a magic item…what other neat stuff did he give me? Rexus asked himself, but threw the idea away since rexus personally didn’t want to.

Rexus peered back at the book; the words had finally formed into a date and a time, but not where. The message and description was imprinted in red on the book, unnatural from the other black lettering. “Lighting will strike unnaturally and a demon overlord will rise to the mortal world. The armlets will awaken.”

“Hey…can I have my book back…please” Rexus said, noticing that people where now staring at both rexus and Ociri. It made Rexus’s tail bristle in agitation.

Ociri looked through it reading as he went then looked over at Rexus and then handed him the book and looked at Rexus "your from that farm village outside of the city...arent you..."

((I am pretty much summing down a lot of information so the first posts are going to be huge obviously as you have seen. ))

Brandon was now sitting in his room once again, after a long day. He heard the car pull into the drive way, and knew right away who it was. There mom was home. Immediately as she walked into the house she called out "Brandon!!"

Brandon got up form his bed and came down stairs to see what it was she had wanted. "I told you before i left for work, I wanted the Dishes done, and wanted you to make sure Marrie got a bath for school tommarow... And another thing.. whats this ive heard from Crystals parents that you and Marrie went to the hospital to visit Gabriel? There are not apart of your family so it is none of your business going there in begin with, and you shouldn't be traveling around the place with out my permission ether..." Brandon looked at her with so much anger. "It is my business! Crystal and Will are more of a family to me then you ever were! I to everything here around the house and took care of Marrie ever since Dad died, and what do you all do!?" "I work so I can pay the bills so you and Marrie can life under the roof! And Dont even bring your father into this.." "Why!? So you dont have to feel guilty that you dont do a thing around here when you come home!? That because you are never here to watch Marrie, that I have to stay here under your leash, that I cant even have a job and live my life?!" "Give me a break Brandon... You have history of those delusions.. as If I didn't notice you stopped taking your medication.. as if I didn't notice that you stare off into space seeing that delusion again.. no one ever going to want to hire a crazy.. You would never make it out in the real world as long as your mentally ill.." "Shut Up!!! What do you know about me... You call me Crazy, and say I cant do anything... You don't even give me a chance!" Brandon yelled at her. "Dont you tell me to shut up! I am your Mother!" She yelled back as Brandon stormed up the stairs to his room. "Maybe if you were not such a B**CH all the time!!!" Brandon slammed the door to his room and locked it. He was so angry he just wanted to leave and never come back. The only reason he stayed was because of Marrie.

Suddenly his head began to feel as if it was going to split in two as a loud head pounding ringing echoed inside his head. He quickly grabbed his head in pain and fell down to his knees as the ringing and pain continued to intensify. Suddenly he heard whispers passed the ringing. he couldn't understand what they were saying, and the pain and ringing kept him from being able to focus on the voices that whispered. Finally it went away, but to his surprise, his tv was turning on and off, his alarm clock was going crazy, and for about a mile wide in his entire neighborhood, was the sound of car alarms going off and dogs barking madly. As Brandon stood up he had one last surprise, the floor had warped around him, creating a indent in the wood flowering. Shortly after the Alarm Clock stopped functioning all together and he noticed the TV went completely out as it smoked. "What?.. What is this?" Brandon said with shock still looking at the floor boards that had warped around him.

For the past five years, he had noticed strange things happen around him. Glass breaking for no reason, things moving on there own.. Cold glass of water suddenly boiling so hot it exploded the glass in just a second. But this had to be the strangest thing that had ever happened to him so far. Perhaps it was related to how angry he was. But even then... What was going on with him?

Suddenly he remembered the Armlet under the bed. He quickly went up to his backpack and pulled out the Armlet. He had a idea.. he wanted to bring it over to Gabriel and see what he knew about it. Perhaps there was some sort of link between him and the Armlet. After all Armlet was some kind of artifact, and Gabriel knew a lot about a lot of things and hsitory that many had forgotten.

Brandon heard the car door again and went to the window to watch his mother drive off god knows were. As time went by he had packed Marrie up, and managed to get a hold of William to drive over and bring them to Gabriels. Crystal was already there, so it was no problem to Will to bring them there.

“Yeah…the village right outside of this city.” Rexus said Taking the book and stashing it back into his knap sack. “The lot of them where superstitious folk, especially about my families farm, they never seemed to stop spreading roomers about it, oh here’s my favorite. –stay away from there young one, the devil lives there- ha there a bunch of superstitious phonies.” Rexus said walking forward. A verry strange feeling gripping the air around him, it felt like it was sucking the energy out of everyone including rex, but it didn’t last long for it was gone in almost a second. Rexus could barely feel it but something was forming on his left arm, something that couldn’t be seen or herd by anyone not even rexus. “Hey ociri, did you feel that?” Rexus asked looking back at Ociri


Rexus spent the next five years in the city, doing odd jobs around it. rexus had made quit the reputation in it, seeing his great strength and speed, he was often called down by the local militia to take care of bank robberies. He was making his way towards one of the apartment buildings; on his left arm was a silver metallic metal that half the symbol of the falcon and in its beak was a small light blue gem. Rexus was searching for osiri again, seeing as Rexus occasionally met with him once a day; it also allowed rexus a place to sleep at since he had no home, nor any money to buy one with. Rexus stopped at one of the buildings over looking the Brandon household; Rexus would have kept on going if it wasn’t for a very strange feeling that had stopped his tracks in the first place. Rexus looked over the place one last time before leaping to another building. He kept on leaping until he was at Ociri’s place. Rexus landed on the fire escape, and quickly made it through the window. Rexus went to the refrigerator and grabbed the last coke. He then went to the coach and pulled out the book –The never ending prediction- rexus had made it a habit to look over the entire book for new entry’s and shore enough there was one the date time and place was written in blue ink. “ look to the riches, there lies the demon’s desire…..

Ociri felt a odd feeling not sure what it was he felt and looked at Rexus with a puzzled look "feel what..are you ok?"
after showing rexus around the city he went his seprate ways running into him time to time


Ociri woke up and yawned and got dressed and walked to the closet and put his duster jacket on and walked out into the livingroom and seen rexus and stopped "what are you doing here?" he shrugged and watched over to the fridge and opened it looking for Nayas last coke he had been eyeing since the day before the see it gone he closed it and looked over at rexus with the coke "really?" he looked at him with a dissapointed looks that all the waiting was for nothing

Naya walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her and wet hair from the shower she took and looked over at Ociri "i work late again tonight" she countinuued to walk then seen a figure siting on the couch and looked over at Ociri "what the hell! who is that...and why is he here...and no he cant stay i already let one snake crawl in and nest im not letting another"

he laughed "do me a favor yell at me when your dressed its alot more threating" he watched turn and leave to her room and looked at Rexus "okay now you what are you doing here and what you think your doing with my coke?"

Rexus turned around with a grin, almost childish but not quit. Each time Rexus had opened the book there was always a new page about some sort of demon. “Hey a coke’s a coke I’ll buy you a new one.” Rexus said putting the remnants of the coke back on the table. He then took his hat off revealing his Fox ears, though it wasn’t the first time he had done so. Rexus put the hat down next to the coke and leaned back in the coach. “Trust me Ociri I didn’t come here just to take the last coke and to get some good sleep, which I probably will.” Rexus said with a smile “there is something that has been bothering me lately… something that the book keeps referring too.” Rexus rolled up his left sleeve to reveal the armlet that had formed onto his left arm five years ago. “I may be a kid, but I’m not dumb enough to tell if something is wrong or not. I am pretty shore you know what this is Ociri, but…it revolves around some sort of demon, and that damned book doesn’t even tell me who it is, just gives me another riddle” Rexus pulled out the book revealing the last page entry. “I’ve past by the rich parts of the city, and there is a bad vibe coming from there…but I can’t quit figure it out, and this armlet isn’t even helping me out even the slightest.”

he laughes and takes alook at the armlet "so you are a chosen...well for starters they dont work that way its not going to tell you what you want to know no matter how many times you ask...it stores the power and you weild it and it weilds you" he walks over and looks at the book "well solve the riddle..thats what they are for..then you will have your answer"

“Yeah, well riddles are not my specialty…” Rexus said leaning back into the couch stretching. “You know that this city hasn’t been itself lately” Rexus said, pulling himself up so that he could see ociri. “I’ve been working with the police department lately, that gets me a few privileges as well as it’s disadvantages.” Rexus said, though there was no since of sarcasim in his voice, and all the while he kept looking out the window. “ my last job…bought me some insight on a few things…My last job was to stop a armed robbery, explosives guns…demons” Rexus passed around the room, beads of sweet starting to form underneath of his brow. “When I arrived at the scene, the humans had latterly swallowed the bomb and before they could detonate it…they said something… For the arch demon and exploded” Rexus stopped facing ociri, his fist clenched in anger and fear. “When I returned to the police station I was ambushed and confronted by two cops. Both of them had no pupils, and they where chanting an unknown language. But what I could see was different, they where possessed.” Rexus walked over to the couch and sat down again. “Well enough about the old gloom and broom, how has that one girl been doing…you know, the one who threw me out by my ears…she has some strength. uhhhh and I think I’m going to crash…night” and before Rexus could think of anything else that had to do with the book he collapsed on the bed snoring. Any human would have showed sighs of exhaustion, and any human wouldn’t have been able to tell that Rexus was tired but like before Rexus wasn’t human.