Defenders

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=Defenders:=
Written by: Isis The Masked Dragon
Edited by: Isis The Masked Dragon
Music: Paranoia - A Day To Remember 
"There is a city in the sky. A place of dreams. A place for everyone within it's expansive borders. But, there are those who are unhappy with their lot in life. Who want to take what isn't theirs, by any means necessary. But we won't let them. We're the defenders of this city. Protectors of her hopes and dreams, lies and mistakes. We're not perfect, not by a long shot. But we're far better than our enemies. Lesser of two evils you could say. As long as there's a threat to Granit City, The Defenders will be there to save the day. No matter what."
=Prolog.=
The sky was a dark slate grey. Sheets of freezing rain fell in torrents, pounding against the roofs and roads soaking everything. It was an awful day to be outside. And yet there were still many braving the cold and the rain. Thousands going about their daily lives. Going shopping, visiting friends or going to work. Constantine was crouched on a ledge trying to light a cigarette. It was far too wet though, so Constantine gave up and turned his attention to the cobbled road below him. Scanning the faces of the dragons as they past Constantine frowned. This was getting him nowhere. He wouldn't fine who he was looking for this way. From a small satchel Constantine took out a small leather bound book. Doing his best to shield it from the rain with his cloak Constantine flipped through the yellowed pages, searching for the proper spell. Finding it, Constantine mumbled the incantation and looked up. The world went out of focus as the spell took effect. The dragons walking on the cobbled road below had faded to featureless black shadows, save for one. The dragon Constantine was looking for. Constantine jumped from the ledge he'd been crouched on, to the roof of a smaller building, then to the ground. Weaving through the crowed Constantine came up behind his target and set a talon on his shoulder. Constantine blinked and the spell ceased to work as the grey hooded IceWing turned around to face Constantine. "I've been looking for you, Godspeed." Constantine said, tightening his grip on the IceWing. The IceWing's eyes narrowed as he shook of Constantine's grasp and took a few steps back.
"How do you know my name?" Constantine watched the IceWing tense up, either to fight or to run. Constantine shrugged. 
"As I said, I've been looking for you." The flow of dragons walking past eddied around the IceWing and Constantine. If the IceWing ran, then it would be difficult to find him again. Certainly so if Constantine's intel was correct. "Trust me, I mean you know harm. I just want to talk, so I'd prefer if you not try and run." Constantine paused. "Or fight." He gestured around him. "Could get ugly if you did, and neither of us wants that to happen." The IceWing, Godspeed scowled. "To the ally then." Constantine said, pointing. Godspeed glared at Constantine but followed the NightWing's instructions. Once the two were off the street and standing in the dark ally Godspeed spoke.
"Why are you looking for me NightWing? Who even are you?" Constantine leaned against the side of a building again trying to light a cigarette. He was successful this time and taking a long drag on it he said. 
"My name's Constantine. And to answer why I'm looking for you Godspeed, I'm putting together a little team. A group of likeminded individuals, with a sense of duty and justice that goes beyond just themselves." 
"How does that apply to me? This duty and justice you're talking about, aren't things I care about." Godspeed said. 
"We both know that isn't true, but it's fine if you don't want to admit it. Keep up the tuff guy attitude I don't give a crap. I'm just here to give you an opportunity. An opportunity to be the change you want to see in the world and to defend the ideals that this place and the dragons who live in it uphold believe in from those who would wish to harm them." Godspeed scowled again as Constantine put out his cigarette and reaching into his satchel, pulled out a small slip of paper. "I've got things to do. So take this." He held the paper out to Godspeed. "And I suggest that you make a choice quickly as my offer isn't a permanent one." The IceWing took the paper and Constantine took a few steps back into the street and melted into the crowed, leaving Godspeed alone in the alleyway. 
=I. Welcome To The Team=
31 East Industrial. We're waiting. Godspeed stood before an large warehouse. An imposing and dark building, rising far above Godspeed's head. The number 31 was painted in red beside a large black door, undoubtable the entrance. According to the paper, Godspeed was in the right place. 31 East in the Industrial district. He wasn't sure if he was making the right choice coming here. He didn't trust Constantine in the slightest. The NightWing seemed like he knew things about Godspeed that the IceWing had worked hard to keep secret. Godspeed was here to see exactly how much Constantine knew and that was it. None of this justice team crap. Godspeed rapt his talons against the door twice in rapid succession. This whole thing was so stupid. A few minutes passed. Godspeed shifted uncomfortably. "Maybe they aren't home. I should just leave. This is so dumb." Just as he was turning to leave Godspeed heard the scraping of a latch and the black door swung open revealing a tall brown and turquoise RainWing. The RainWing grinned. "Hey, you came! You're Godspeed right?" Godspeed grimaced, but nodded. 
"Yes." The tall RainWing was still grinning as he stepped aside, revealing a dark hall.
"Right this way then!" Godspeed sighed and pulled his grey cloak farther over his face and stepped over the threshold and down the hall. The tall RainWing shut and bolted the door behind Godspeed, plunging the hall into total darkness. It wasn't dark for long though as a cool blue light filled the hall, dispelling the shadows. Godspeed turned around to see where the light was coming from and saw the tall RainWing holding what appeared to be a ball of blue flames in his claws. "Neat isn't it?" He said as he brushed past Godspeed and began walking down the hall. "C'mon! Lets not keep anyone waiting!" Godspeed was confused as to how the RainWing was holding the blue flames but elected to not question it. Asking questions could be useful, but now was not the time. The IceWing began following the tall RainWing down the hall. In no time at all the RainWing led Godspeed out from the hall and out onto a balcony reveling the warehouse proper. It was dimly lit by the same blue flames that the RainWing was holding, with the most light concentrated below the balcony. The RainWing jumped off the balcony and glided down towards the concentrated light. Godspeed didn't feel like jumping down after the RainWing, so he took the stairs. Once he reached the ground floor Godspeed headed over to where he could now see multiple dragons were sitting. At his approach one of them stood, Godspeed recognized him as Constantine. 
"Good to see you Godspeed. I'm glad you decided to join us." "Yeah right." Godspeed said nothing. Constantine sighed. "I see your attitude hasn't changed since we last spoke." 
"Guess not." Godspeed said. Constantine smiled slightly. 
"Verita, introduce him to the others, and give him a tour." 
"Sure thing boss." The tall RainWing popped up beside Godspeed, causing him to startle slightly. Constantine smiled again at Godspeed and spreading his wings jumped into the air, heading for the balcony.
"What's that dude's deal?" Godspeed wondered aloud.
"Him? Well besides being our 'fearless leader' Constantine works with the Granit city police department as a consultant." The RainWing, Verita said. "He's often either here or over there." Godspeed nodded. He could see how that would be useful for a group like this, seeing as they most likely operate without the law's consent. Having someone inside the PD to smooth things over was certainly a good idea. It also gave Constantine access to arrest records and other things of the like. Verita poked Godspeed. "Hey, you hear me?"
"Huh what?"
"I said, lets introduce you to your new best friends." Verita grabbed Godspeed's arm and led him towards the group sitting around the fire. "Now, you've already met Constantine. As you know he's our leader." Verita pointed at a NightWing wearing a deep purple cloak and shiny silver armor studded with red jewels. "She is Midnite, Constantin's number two. They've known each other for a long time or something. Now everyone here has some sort of power or special skill. Midnite here can see into the future a few minutes, so she can predict her enemies moves during a battle and counter them. Pretty useful if you ask me." Midnite dipped her head to Godspeed as they past her. 
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