Thread: The Special Division Tactical Force-Hareem/Moon

it had been a very intense battle, there where wounded all over the place, people where bleeding, laying unconscious in the streets, and some where even dead after the massive fight. at one point, a building had even been brought down, which had brought down another, which was what had caused the story of the gas mains exploding. in the entire mess, only Nate had stood out against the others, and Ezequiel wasn't entirely sure why. it puzzled him, and he hated puzzles. so the little human, if the kid was a human, would go with them. he opened the door and stepped inside and closed it behind him, moving over to the child. you can eat. it's not drugged. he stated simply. you're not a prisoner here. you are... he paused. hmm... well i guess you are a prisoner for a little while, but we won't hold you here for more than a few hours. he assured the other as he set a file on the table. unfortunately for you, you where caught in a very bad place at a very bad time. he admitted simply as he tapped the folder. in fact, if you had been at that street an hour earlier. you'd be dead right now. he admitted. the Thorny Paw Pack has a nasty habit of abducting cute boys like you, and having their way with them, before eating them. Ezequiel admitted. you where still caught in the battle however, which raises a very interesting question that i have about you. Ezequiel admitted as he studied the other before he sat down in the seat on the other side of the table. in the battle that you where caught in, three of my men where killed. five of the Thorny Paw Pack where killed. fourteen of my men where badly injured. Twenty three of the Thorny Paw Pack where too. the rest all sustained minor injuries, cuts, scratches, bruises, one even got a concussion, most broken bones... yet you don't have a single scratch on your person. Ezequiel commented, indicating Nate's present condition. you've barley even got dust, dirt, or blood on you. that brings up the question of how you got into the area in the first place. thirty minutes before you entered the area, we had cordoned off a mile long stretch, claiming it to be maintenance work. you never should have been in that area, yet somehow you either slipped by, went unnoticed, or missed all of the stations set up to evacuate the locals from the area. that should not have been possible. certainly not if you are as human as we beleive you to be. Ezequiel admitted simply. and no doubt, as human as you think you are. he admitted with a grin. i am well aware you did not know about the existence of werewolves previously. he admitted. and yes, those where really werewolves you saw on your way down. the Treble Claw Pack, they are under my command, and are at the moment, guarding the Thorny Paw Pack. he admitted simply. the fact that you saw my people, even with 'glamors' up, is another troubling sign. you see, even during the Battle, most of us where wearing very strong illusions to hide what is... unusual about us. for example, what about me, seams strange to you? my eyes right? they are red to you. but to every other human you come across, they would say my eyes are a normal, dull brown. and that i was very plain looking. with dark stubble all over my face, here. i'll show you. he pointed tot he mirror. you can see my illusion there. in the mirror, Ezequiel did indeed look very plain, very boring, not ugly, but not handsome either. do you understand? what you see in the mirror, is what you should be seeing when you look directly upon me. you are not an average human, and until we can decide if you are a danger, either to yourself or to others, we can't let you go. if it's something as harmless as 'Mage sight' or 'ghost sight' then we can let you go without a worry. but if you are a repressed Preternatural being... like a Demon, or a werewolf, who has had his abilities locked away with magic, curses, or simply subconscious, that power could snap, and unleash all of your power, and instincts upon helpless people.