Thread: Immortal Desires

it was a Monday night, and a rather terrible one at that. It was cold, very cold and most of the power was out for the residents of the City. Only those few with private generators still had power. A massive storm had swept through earlier and had knocked out most of the power, so while the rain was gone, the gutter systems and sewers where still flooded, spilling their excess into the streets where people where struggling to find cover from the chill in their homes, the few that where still standing. It was like a massive Giant, or a Dragon had gone through and decided to knock down that building and that building, but that one was pretty so it wasn't going to knock that one down. For the mortals of the City, they thought it was a storm, but for everyone else, they knew it had in fact been a Dragon, a baby Dragon, but a Dragon all the same. The Mortals thought that the dozens of people swarming the soaked streets in strange suits, where the Navy or the National guard, trying to help clear the streets. The immortals knew it was the IDCC trying to contain the situation and figure out where the damn Baby Dragon had come from. It was currently sleeping down by the overly flooded river with so many Glamors over it that even the other Immortal couldn't tell where it was. The IDCC, or the Immortal Department of Control and Containment, spent their lives trying to control the Immortals who simply didn't want to follow the rules. Human's weren't really as cruel to each other as they thought, the murderers, and cannibals, and other such things where often immortals posing as humans, to get free dinners... like blood, human flesh, and sometimes just the pain and agony that humans gave off during a disaster. The IDCC struggled to find, and capture the bad immortals who just didn't give a damn about the humans that where, under no circumstances, supposed to know about the Immortals existence. All of the immortals went into hiding at the end of the Witch hunts, a fact that annoyed a great deal of the older immortals, and spread their hatred of humans to others. That hatred often led to causing as much death and destruction as possible, and even now the leader of the SDTF was trying to find out who had released a baby dragon out onto a helpless population. Because clearly, the Baby Dragon hadn't just walked there from the Atlantic Ocean, it didn't have any legs! Which was why it had brought down the storm, to flood the streets so it could move. It was an annoyance, yes, but the poor little Dragon hadn't known any better, and it wasn't exactly it's fault. Which was why Tezcacoatl, Tez to his friends, was standing on a roof looking for suspicious characters sneaking around. With a special Glamour on, Human's would see him as a very handsome man with long red hair and perfectly normal brown eyes and nice normal ears... but to the other immortal, they would see him as the Demi Demon he was. Demi Demon's where rare. They where the Keepers of the Underverse, or the Guardians of human's who had died. The Dead souls that had only just died went down to the Underverse to relax and recuperate before deciding their next lesson to be learned, and then went to be reincarnated. The Demi Demon's in the Underverse protected the human's souls... the Demi Demon's on the surface, in the human plains, protected the living human's. Tez leaped through the air, landing with a great splash in a rather deep part of the flooding to get a closer look at some shady characters who had surrounded a rather helpless looking young man. They where trying to mug him of course, well Tez couldn't allow that. It was four against one! He slipped up behind one of the muggers, grabbed two of the heads and slammed them together, instant K.O for two of the muggers. get out of here. Tez demanded, scowling at the two remaining human's, who gulped and vanished, taking their 'friends' with them, leaving Tez to comfort the boy he had just saved. you alright?