Stardustblade358

Long time no see

Michael's face flushed as Felix boldly called Allan his boyfriend. "F-Felix! He's my partner!" Michael said, hissing at him as Felix simply smirked, walking around the other side of Allan's bed. "We haven't eaten human food in a while...we should've figured we would be out of touch. I would love for you to teach us." Felix said, smiling as showed off his fangs. Jacobo gave a gentle smile towards Allan. "You're my brother's partner, and our friend now...if you ever have trouble, just give us a call. A bunch of a vampires is reassured to fix any problem." Jacobo said, Scarlett chuckling as she got the bowl away. Michael smiled softly, resting his head against the pillow. Things were going to be alright after all. -FEW WEEKS LATER- The Warden had called a bunch of members up to one of the many conference rooms available within the base. Different detectives, all in pairs. There were multiple chairs and tables already set, all facing forward towards the large screen as the projector was set in the back. Michael and Allan were called to this as well. Michael stepped in alongside his partner, seeing Tabitha and Draven already there. "You guys were called too?" Michael asked. "Yeah. Lots of detectives were pulled from some lesser cases for this, apparently." Tabitha said, crossing her arms. "Alright everyone! Take a seat!" The Warden said as she walked in, closing the door behind her. Everyone hurried to sit down, someone turning off the lights as the projector was turned on. "You may be asking why you were pulled from your current cases. Well it is because we have a situation at hand that must be dealt with." The Warden said as the slide proceeded, showing pictures of multiple people. "Every person within these pictures are missing. They have been reported missing by co-workers and family, all of them seemingly disappearing without a trace. What began as a missing person's case has become a hunt for a serial kidnapper." The Warden said, glancing around the room. "All of the missing people are of supernatural origin, of all walks of life, and as far as we have investigated, none have ever even met each other before. There is no connection other than the fact that they have all gone missing within the same span of time. I have called all of you in order to form a large team to investigate this before the public becomes aware of it, and causes panic." The Warden said as she picked up numerous files. "I will assign each of you a missing person, and give you their file. You must hurry over to where they were last scene and try to find any leads. I have decided to make this with pairs considering the detective that we had assigned to this case has also gone missing, failing to report in. We cannot even trace her phone." The Warden said as the slide changed, showing the picture of the missing detective; an Angel named Maria Geova. "Are there any questions?"

Michael blushed bashfully as his parents walked away. However at Allan's words, Michael turned to face him. He looked away momentarily. "I...I'm the one who should be apologizing, Allan. I...I underestimated you just because you were a human. I allowed my previous experiences to cast doubt in me. I didn't trust you the way I should have...and for all of that, I apologize." Michael said, looking up at Allan. He then gave him a gentle smile. "How about we start over? We trust each other, not as vampires or human...but as partners. No more overprotective BS from my part." Michael offered, smiling at Allan. Soon enough, the room door slammed open as the siblings arrived. 3 of them, to be exact. Jacobo, the only biological son of the Cassios, and a doctor of his own right specializing in pediatric care. Scarlett, a beautiful young woman turned by them over a century ago. Last but not least, Felix, a young child looking no older than 12, even though he was decades of age, turned at the verge of his short life. "Is this him? Hello!" Scarlett said as she walked in, the three siblings surrounding the bed, much to Michael's dismay. "Ugh, you guys." Michael complained. "You think we wouldn't come to meet your partner?" Felix asked. Jacobo waved. "I'm Jacobo. This is Scarlett and Felix. We came to finally meet my brother's human partner." Jacobo said with a smile. Scarlett walked closer. "We heard you got hurt pretty bad, so we thought we'd make something to make you feel better!" Scarlett said as she held a bowl of food in her hand. "Oh gosh not your cooking. Allan, refuse!" Michael said. Scarlett glared at him. "Don't you start!" She hissed, turning back to Allan. "I haven't been a human for over a century, but I thought I would make you some soup to make you feel better. Felix helped me." Scarlett said as she opened up the bowl. It was a warm bowl of soup with...some meat and rice in it along with some other unidentifiable items. It was green, too. "Soup helps warm up the stomach. Anything to save you from hospital food." Felix said, expecting for Allan to take a sip. Jacobo was holding back his laughter as much as he could. Not Michael though. Michael let out a cheerful laughter, loud and radiant. It had been a while since he laughed like that.

Michael held Allan, coughing loudly as his skin began to burn, blood spilling from his nose and mouth. Before long he was collapsing alongside Allan, barely hearing back up finally arrive for them. The last thing he saw were the blurry figure of Aldrich running towards him, screaming his name. ... The inside of the Warden's office was empty, but not for long. A lone figure quickly entered, closing the door behind them before hurrying over to the computer. They connected a drive of some sort, before typing as a download began. The figure glanced at the door, anxiously expecting anyone to interrupt them before the beep of the computer brought them back to reality. They retrieved their drive, hiding it within their suit as they hurried out the office, making sure no one saw them before disappearing among the masses. They took out a beeper, sending a single message; 'WE'RE BACK IN BUSINESS ; )))' ... As Allan slowly woke, he would find himself laying on a hospital bed. IVs were stuck into his arm as machines next to home checked up on his vitals. The only window in the room was covered up with a heavy curtain, blocking the sunlight. “Waking up, Mr.Othello?” A voice gently spoke to Allan, a handsome man in a doctors coat standing by his bed. Next to him a beautiful woman, also wearing a doctor’s coat as she held a clipboard in hand. “How are you feeling dear? They really did a nasty number on you. However, I assure you that your wounds are merely superficial and will heal up quickly. You might end up having some scarring, but some creams and ointments should help with that also.” The woman spoke as the man leaned in on Allan, taking out a flashlight as he checked Allan’s eyes. “Stimulus is a-ok. Vitals normal. You didn’t loose lots of blood either. That’s better than most cases the M&M hands us.” The man spoke, chuckling a bit. “Yes. Your blood is real sweet smelling, too. Would be a shame to loose so much of it to nothing.” The woman giggled, the two doctors smiling as they showed off their vampiric fangs. “Don’t embarrass me in front of my partner, please.” A new voice spoke. Michael. The man pulled the curtain that separated the beds, revealing Michael sitting up on the bed. His skin was red in patches, blisters and rashes wrapped up in bandages. Next to him on the end table was a large vase of flowers from Aldrich, his note cheekily signed as it stood among the petals. “We’re just getting to know your partner, sweetie.” The woman cooed. Michael sighed, pointing at the two doctors. “Allan…these are my parents; Vilhelm and Elena Cassio.” Michael said, feeling embarrassed. This was like bringing the boyfriend over to meet the family, without actually having a choice in the matter. “Guys, this is my partner, Allan Othello.” “It’s good to finally meet you, Allan.” Elena said cheerfully. "Vilhelm glanced over at Michael. "As you can see, this is what happens when we are directly exposed to garlic. Not deadly, but quite bad and painful" Vilhelm explained. "And irritating." Michael hissed. Vilhlem looked back at Allan, smiling. "You won't be here for long, but you should rest as much as you can. We'll keep watch over you, and I'll even have Jacobo check up on you when we can't."

The blonde woman showed up once more, leaning in to whisper something in Shay's ear. Shay seemed to freeze up, but quickly fixed her composure before nodding. The blond woman gently walked over to Allan, the torture stalling momentarily as she gently rubbed his hair. "It's fine, Allan. This won't be the last opportunity for you. But I warn you, that we won't be gentle otherwise." She leaned in, whispering into Allan's ear. "You will be one of us, sooner or later." With that, the blonde woman stepped away, twirling in her pace as she waved at Shay, getting a hand on her shoulder. "Do your best, and you will be rewarded." With that, the blonde woman walked away disappearing into the dark. Shay looked at the group. "Continue." Shay said, however, as they tried to proceed, something stopped them. The tension within the room suddenly rose, sending everyone on edge. The footsteps echoed across the room. Shay stepped back, signaling at the group. "Quick, get ready!" Shay asked. The shapeshifter was quick to hurry over to Allan, holding a blade at his neck as the others began to arm themselves with all kinds of weapons. Garlic bombs, silver encrusted weapons and of the sort. Soon, at the bottom of the room reached a familiar face; Michael. Shay stood by the side. "Not another step closer! Or we will kill him!" Shay warned. Michael glanced around, his eyes glowing in the dark. These guys seemed...off. They weren't the same as before. "You lay a single hand on him again and you will find yourself without a head." Michael warned, his growl booming across the room. Shay gulped. "...did you bring what we asked?" Michael moved his hand, offering a suitcase. "It's here." Michael said, throwing the suitcase into the air. One of the hooded figures quickly caught the suitcase as Michael walked towards Allan. "Is that it?" One of the figures asked. The one holding the suitcase gently opened it, their jaw dropping. "It's here!" "What?! All of it?!" The shapeshifter that held the knife to Allan's neck dropped it as it ran to the suitcase. Inside, thousands of dollars in hundreds were stacked up. "This is more than enough to pay for mom's surgery!" "I can finally pay off my loans!" The group cooed over the money as Michael was quick to shatter the chains that held Allan, catching Allan as he fell. "Allan. I'm sorry. For everything." Michael said, quickly pressing a gun into Allan's hand. "So please let me learn. Show me what a human can do, Allan." Michael asked, staring down at him in the eyes. Before any of them could say anymore, from inside the suitcase a magic seal appeared, as from it a spectral hand shot out, knocking the head of the suitcase holder off it's shoulders. Screams echoed as blood covered the floor, and all eyes were on them again.

(With Aqua's permission I will have us land in the maindland so the mainland characters can finally post, lol) Vita listened to him. Once the more serious question arose, she took a deep breath as her fingers slightly scrapped the wood beneath her. "...yeah." Vita admitted, looking back at her father as he continued to scold Maverik, then back at the sea ahead. "I'm worried to the point of anxious. I barely slept at all last night. Dad warned me to be cautious. He even went ahead and went through some training techniques just before the date arrived. As much as we are told that we are going to be given another chance, that isn't assured, ya know? Some people might be willing to try and accept us, but others might not react the same way. They might end up reacting rather volatile towards us, or worse." Though the tone of her voice seemed relatively calm and composed, the hint of wavering in it was still there, hidden within the vocals. "But, we have to try, right? If we don't try, then we won't know what paths are open to us. We should be allowed to forge our own paths, even if its scary. If they fight, maybe we should fight back. We deserve a chance." Vita said, giving a soft smile, though by this point it was obvious any fear or nervous feelings were all being swallowed up with a much more calmer front. It's always been this way. Swallow and hide, waiting until it goes down until it eventually bursts, and usually never for the better. She turned to look at the horizon again. Maverik began to jump up and down. "I think I see the mainland!" Maverik yelled. "Settle down!" Donald yelled, waving his fist at a hyperactive Maverik. Vanitas glanced up, seemingly in awe of the place he hadn't seen in decades. "Still as busy as ever." Vanitas hummed under his breath. Vita stood up, hoping to get a better look as they approached the dock. People were there already, waiting for them. Curious passbyers, security, representatives, so on and so on as all had the same goal in mind; to see the children of the Badlands arrive. "We're here." Vita looked over at Azra. "If we weren't ready then...we should be ready now, right?" Vita asked, barely able to contain herself from shaking. It was time. Donald gently steered the boat into the pier, dropping anchor once they parked at the right spot. He hurried over to the gate, pushing out the ramp for them to disembark. "Alright!" Maverik didn't even wait for long. He quickly picked up his stuff, dragging his suitcase behind him as he skipped off the ramp, his eyes gleaming as he waved at the people at the port. Vita was a bit more apprehensive, playing with a strand of her hair as Vanitas stepped over. "Come on. Time to go." He said. Vita looked up. "You don't have to escort me off." "I just want to meet the mayor, and give regards from the Badlands." Vanitas assured, glancing over at Donald, who glared at him. "I don't plan on staying. I'll leave." Vanitas assured. "I'm watching you." Donald growled, causing Vanitas to roll his eyes. He helped Vita with her suitcase, holding her hand as he led her down the ramp and onto the pear. Vita's eyes gleamed at the sight of the clear water of the beach, but was quick to be bashful once she saw all of the people that had come to see them arrive. Vanitas sighed. "Let the show begin."

Can we have a Star Wars game where we follow the story of a clone or multiple clones in the clone war in different missions and stuff? That would be cool

Aldrich ripped off the door off the car, reaching in as he pulled the driver out. "Easy does it! I got you!" Aldrich said, pulling the driver out to safety just before the gasoline and fire combined, a big explosion swallowing the car whole. Aldrich settled the driver down, who groaned in pain as nearby police hurried over while calling for backup on their radios. Aldrich was quick to hurry off,chasing after the suspect and Allan as he followed the scent in the air, narrowing the track down. However, he was left in the dark as he reached a dead end, and just like that, the scent was cut off. On the floor, Allan's gun and walkie talkie, while Allan himself was nowhere to be seen. "Oh no." Aldrich said, feeling a chill run up his spine as he began to run around. "Allan?!" Aldrich called, running back and forth, searching for his partner. "Allan, this isn't funny!" Aldrich yelled, scouring the area for him. He even went back, to the scene and asked the rest of the police officers and checked his car. Allan had disappeared without a trace right under Aldrich's nose. "Michael is going to kill me." ... "...is he alive...?" "He should be." "This should bring us the vampire?" "It should. They told us it would." "He will show up. They won't loose another human." As Allan woke, he found himself chained up to the low ceiling by his arms, stripped of his weapons and means of fighting back. He stood in a dimly lit room, surrounded by people. They seemed to be normal enough, even human, if it weren't for the fact that they were all involved in keeping Allan there. Some hid their faces underneath hoodies, hiding behind other people's shadows. A woman stood out from the room, staring at Allan. "This human is a traitor to us. Working with them." The woman spoke, her voice soft and angelic despite the situation. She turned to another woman, the leader of the group. "Do this for us, and I promise you many rewards, Shay." The blonde woman spoke to the supernatural leader. "So we must convince the vampire? Do you think he will join?" Shay asked. "Of course. It's a win-win for us. You gain a powerful member and our rewards, we get what we need. Everyone wins." The blonde woman said. "What if he gets out of control?" Shay asked. "Surely you'll be able to handle him. Even if he does, however, I promise you that we shall be right outside to help you. Press this necklace and we shall come to your aid." The blonde woman assured, holding Shay's hands. "All we want is for what is best for everyone." With that, the blonde woman walked over to Allan, gently caressing his face. "Such a shame. You're a handsome one." She cooed, smiling at Allan. "Tell me...if I give you a chance right now, will you turn your back on M&M and join my cause, Othello?" ... "I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!" Aldrich pushed Michael back, barely dodging Michael's claws as he aimed to kill. "I swear I wasn't at fault here! He was chasing after the suspect! I looked all over the area, I couldn't even track his scent down! I tried!" Aldrich insisted, pushing Michael back. Michael growled. "This is the case with Clay all over again!" "Enough!" The Warden stood up, getting in between the two. "We can't waste our time bickering, we have to focus on the fact that we have a detective missing. I've already sent squads to look around for him." The Warden insisted. "That won't be enough." Michael hissed, closing his eyes as he held his head. Suddenly, there was the sound of running, someone slamming the door open. The Warden looked pissed. "Ho many times I have to ask you guys to knock-!" "A letter has arrived, mam! Specifically for you!" The officer said, quickly handing the letter over. The Warden took it, reading it over. "...it's asking money?" The Warden asked. Michael and Aldrich looked at each other. "This...is not the same from the last time." Michael said in surprise. "A copy-cat murder?" Aldrich offered. "With so many inside details?" The Warden asked, glaring down. "This is insane. We aren't even allowed to this kind of money. Let's track this down and get a squad ready-!" "That will take too long!" Michael yelled. "Michael, to even get these kinds of funds we would need to speak to our superiors, and that alone can take days." "We won't need them." Michael's eyes narrowed as he pulled out his cellphone. "I'll make a call." -----

The suspect ran out the emergency fire escape, hurrying up the stairs as Aldrich ran right behind him. "Come back here!" Aldrich yelled, the suspect hurrying up the stairs all the way to the roof part of it. Aldrich followed it, proceeding to jump up the stairs from railing to railing, crawling up as he began to catch up to the suspect. As the suspect reached the roof, Aldrich was right behind, running straight at him as he took out his blade. "There you are." Aldrich hissed, spinning the blade in his hands. The suspect paused, staring back at Aldrich as it braced for him. Aldrich ran right up to him, transforming his blade into its scythe form halfway as he swung at the suspect. The suspect threw itself onto the floor, barely dodging the scythe before rolling out of Aldrich's way. Aldrich spun his scythe again, aiming to cut the suspect in half. The suspect, jumped, dodging the blade as it threw something at it. The circular object was sliced in half by Aldrich's scythe, a small explosion occurring from it as a yellow, powdery smoke covered the area. At the scent of it, Aldrich began to cough up violently, blood escaping his lips and nose as he quickly jumped out of the cloud, his skin burning as blisters began to form on the exposed skin. "Garlic?!" Aldrich screamed, coughing painfully as he watched the suspect run off. However, with no place to go, it simply jumped right off the building and into the busy street below. As the suspect landed on the street, cars blew their horns desperately. One car coming straight at him did not have the time to stop. The suspect did not move, instead braced itself as it rose its arm, the suspect's bracelet glowing brightly before a shield of some sort showed up right in front of him. The car smashed right into it, the force of it alone, sending the car flying over the suspect and landing right behind him, many more before it crashing with each other. "Magic?!" Aldrich's eyes narrowed as the suspect ran into one of the city's many alleyways. Aldrich was about to follow, his attention however, taken to the civilians trapped in the car. Gasoline was leaking, and there was no time before the car would explode with the people inside. "Dammit!" Aldrich screamed, transforming his scythe back into its bladed form as he jumped down to the street. "Allan! Go after the suspect! I'll catch up to you after I deal with the civilians!" Aldrich yelled, running over to save the civilians as the suspect gave Allan the finger before running off.

- Arthur - Side: Mystras - Searching - Arthur excused himself from the group, hurrying out of the tent as he hurried off to a specific tent, located closest to the battlefield itself. It was isolated, and large enough to have different sections of its own. The closer you got, the stronger the mix of scents became. The strong mix of multiple perfumes and incense forced to work together in hopes of covering up the most prominent smell of all; death. The smoke of the incense covered the tent in an eerie blanket as Arthur approached. There were multiple people there already. Some were civilians, others soldiers, the rest responsible for the tent itself and what they contained; the bodies of the dead. As he approached the entrance, a Fey walked over to him. "Do you seek someone?" He asked. "Yes." Arthur said, his eyes lowering in shame. "A human." The Fey hummed, stepping away for a moment before coming back with a scarf dipped in perfume. "You will need this." He said. Arthur took it, wrapping it around his face as it covered from his nose and below. The Fey gestured for Arthur to follow, leading him into the tent. He led Arthur to a separate section, walking into an area with bodies covered in white lined up from end to end, with enough spaces in between to walk. "These are the ones we have classified as humans." The Fey began, pointing at one group. "On this side are the ones we have been able to identify, their names are written on tags." The Fey then pointed to the other group. "On that side are the ones we have been unable to identify. Don't hesitate to ask for help if you need it." The Fey lowered his head. "Good luck." With that, it stepped out of the area, leaving Arthur alone to search. Arthur gulped, first making his way to the pile of identified bodies. He walked by each one, pausing to read their names. "No...No...No..." Arthur hummed, passing by each body as he felt both relief and fear that the next one would be the one. He searched for who knows how long and by the end of it, he did not find who he was looking for, much to his relief. But his stomach turned as he now stepped over to the unidentified bodies, feeling his heart racing as it meant that he would have to actually see them and see if he was there. He swallowed his fear as he proceeded to search again. He lifted the sheets ever so gently, his grip shaking at every time, anxiously waiting to see a familiar face staring right back at him. But it was not meant to be, as none of the faces that he looked were of the one of his friend. He felt ever so relieved...and yet ever so worried of what it would mean. Where was he, then? Arthur stepped out of the area, unable to stop shaking as he did. He hurried to find the Fey again. "Excuse me." He asked, the Fey turning to him. "I...I did not find who I was looking for, in neither side." He said. The Fey was quick to search through his list. "Maybe they have already been delivered to their families. May I have a name?" "Curvis Sourati." The Fey hummed, searching through the list in silence before eventually shaking his head. "He is not here." "What does that mean?" "It means, that if he is not in the unidentified pile, he is considered to be MIA. His body has not been found nor recovered." The Fey explained. Arthur felt his heart drop to his stomach. "Oh." The Fey's eyes softened. "Do not despair." He assured. "The fact that we have not found him means that he might not be dead at all. Maybe he still lives...we just haven't found him. So...have faith." The Fey said. Arthur nodded. "...Yeah." "Is there anything else?" "No...thank you." "No problem. Be careful, and let us both hope I don't see you here as a resident in the upcoming days." Arthur nodded, gently taking off the scarf as he held his breath, handing it back to the Fey before running out of the tent. He held his breath until he was at a reasonable distance away, finally taking a deep breath of fresh air as he frowned. "Ah...where are you, Curvis?"

Everyone is going to need teraphy and a vacation after this, tbh

- Helios - Side: Mystras - /w Aura - Helios nodded, resting his head back against the tree. "The injured will have some peace and quiet. The soldiers will get to relax for a while. Raiden and his people will be preparing for Jynn's arrival. No one will mind if we enjoy the day outside." Helios said, perking his head up at Aura's mention of dragons in the north. "No way, so there are some up there for real? The closest I've ever gotten to a dragon is Ren." Helios said, his eyes softening at the mention of his friend. "I hope his family is able to give him a proper burial." Helios hummed, looking down at the group of fruits he had collected. "Hm...I wonder if Raiden would mind if I sneak into the kitchen and use it. I bet we can make some pretty yummy stuff with these fruits." Helios hummed, smiling at Aura. "Unless you want to explore a bit more? If you get tired I'll transform into something and carry you...or we can take a nap." Helios said, closing his eyes momentarily as he basked in the sunlight. A nap in the sun did sound good. It had been a while since he'd done that, in any shape and form. "No one will notice we're missing. Henry can come looking for us afterwards." Helios purred, yawning slightly.

Vanitas deserves redemption darn it! Save him too, Sora!

Aldrich led Allan to his car, using the umbrella to avoid direct sun contact as much as he could before getting into the car. "Right, we better get going, shall we?" Aldrich said as he got his seat belt on and began to drive off. "It's...insane. Why would they begin again after so long?" Aldrich asked, sighing. "There's no eclipse, it's nowhere near its anniversary...seems we just have bad luck, don't we?" Aldrich asked. Allan, however, didn't seem to want to form a conversation. Aldrich pursed his lips. "Come on, talk to me kid. I'm not the bad guy. I just...really like your partner. I have for over a century, but he seems to really have a thing for humans." Aldrich complained, glancing at Allan before looking back at the road. "Whatever. I can't make you like me...not like I can charm you anyways." Aldrich said, smirking to himself. "You can't charm someone who's heart belongs to someone else." Aldrich shrugged. "Regardless...if it's the same as last time, it won't be a pretty sight. So prepare yourself. The bodies are drained of all of the blood. It's not a bloody scene. It's just...disturbing." Aldrich warned. The two of them drove all the way to the apartment in the commercial district. Police wee already there watching over the perimeter. Aldrich parked the car and got out. The police at the scene were quick to lead them to the apartment of the scene of the crime. The victim was male, human, and lived alone. He was lying on the floor, his body completely drained of blood, minus the message written on the board with it. " 'You will be one of us'." Aldrich hissed, gritting his teeth. "How dare they turn something sacred into this monstrocity?"

Vita smiled at Azra. "Well, you seemed lonely. We're all on this trip together, we might as well chat with each other. The twins are being themselves and Maverik doing...whatever Maverik does." Vita said, glancing over at Maverik as he seemed to be having a conversation with Blaise, all while waving off any scolding her father gave to him. She glanced up as their island got smaller and smaller the further they traveled off into the mainlands. have they always been this close? Or was it this far? She turned back to Azra, hoping to make some small conversation while on the trip. "If I may ask, Azra, what are you looking forward to in the mainlands? I personally want to spend a day at their beaches. Their sand always looks so golden and pretty on TV. What about you, though?" Vita asked. Maverik stood on his feet, watching Vanitas while he watched over him like a hawk. "You can leave, you know?" Maverik asked, crossing his arms as he glared at Vanitas. "No boring adults allowed in this trip! Shoo! Shoo!" Maverik said, waving his hand at him. Vanitas didn't react, simply staring down at him. "I am just making sure you all arrive in one piece." Vanitas said. "Don't you trust the adults of the mainland?" "It's not that I don't trust them...I just don't trust their...emotional judgement." Vanitas said, carefully choosing his words as he glanced over at Doland. "I don't get it." "Then ask your mother to explain it to you." "You're mean." "I am not." "Meanie!" "Ugh!"

Michael and the Warden watched as Allan stepped out and walked away. Michael looked away as the Warden stepped into the office, Michael following in suit. "It will only be temporary, but obviously you both need some time to think. Especially you. This will do you good." The Warden said as she sat down, picking up Allan's form. "(Maybe we assigned you to a human too fast. We should have allowed you more time to adjust, Michael.)" The Warden thought, her eyes softening as she pulled up some files. Just then, a knock on the door. "Come in." The Warden said. In stepped in Aldrich, closing the door behind him, smiling at Michael. "I thought I smelled you nearby. You're back." Aldrich said casually, glancing around the room. "Where's your pet?" "He's not-!" Michael took a deep breath, holding himself back. The Warden cleared her throat. "There has been some complications, and the circumstances call on a temporary exchange of partners." The Warden lifted Allan's form. "Aldrich, you will now be temporarily partnered up with agent Othello." The Warden said. Michael's eyes widened, grabbing the piece of paper and staring down at it in disbelief. Aldrich seemed to be equally as surprised. "The brat asked for me?" "He asked for him?!" "I am in no position to question his motives. It will be done. Any objections will be dismissed." The Warden instructed, quickly taking the paper back before pushing forward a couple of files. "Now, let us get to business. While you and Allan were away, a murder took place. The connection was noted as soon as investigators arrived to the scene. Same cause of death, same manner, same message written in blood." " 'You will be one of us'. " Michael breathed, glancing over to Aldrich with a glare, who simply raised his hands in defense. "We've just received calls of two more murders. We have the S9 unit sniffing out any possible leads and suspects around the areas. I need you two to check each scene for any further clues that could be useful to us. Michael, you will be assigned with Draven and take the murder in the residential area of the Silva District. Aldrich, you and Allan will go to the apartment complex in the commercial district." The Warden said, handing the two their files. The two of them picked theirs up, eyeing the details. Aldrich looked at Michael, but before he could say anything, Michael spoke first. "Take care of him." Michael warned. "If you get him killed, I'm coming after you next." Aldrich chuckled. "Don't worry. He's my partner. I'll treat him as one of my own. Anything to make you happy." Aldrich said. Before Michael could respond, Aldrich landed a kiss on Michael's lips, much to the Warden's dismay. By the time Allan was returning to the office, he would've witnessed Aldrich being punched right through the officer wall and into the wall out in the hall, his legs sticking out of the hole as he groaned. "...you've always been cute when angry...~"

Michael nodded. Allan was right, and Michael could not defend his actions. "I understand...I'm sorry, Allan." Michael said as they reached the base. He followed Allan inside, making their way to report back to the Warden. However, he didn't expect the request Allan made. Michael's eyes widened. "A...Allan?" Michael asked. The Warden glanced at Michael, and then at Allan. "Please fill this out, and you will be reassigned temporarly." The Warden spoke. "Allan, you can't be serious, can't you?! I said I'm sorry-!" Michael began, but was quickly silenced by the Warden. "Michael." The Warden spoke, signaling Michael to follow me. "Step out with me for a moment, let us give Allan some time to fill out the form." The Warden said, standing up as she stepped out into the hallway. Michael hesitated. "It's an order, Cassio." The Warden warned. Michael sighed, following the Warden as he closed the door behind them, leaving Allan alone in the office. On the form, it required the name of a fellow officer they would like to be temporarily assigned with. "What the hell happened?" The Warden asked. Michael looked up. "He...He threw himself in the line of fire, so I just...well...I had to tell him-!" "By slapping him?" Michael lowered his head. "This is a human we are dealing with. They are much more emotionally sensible than us. You were human once, you should know better." "I know." The Warden stared at him. "You don't trust him." "What? Of course I do-!" "No." The Warden repeated. "You don't trust him." Michael paused, frowning as he looks away. "Michael, he isn't a baby. He is an agent of M&M and a detective. Human or not, he will and can hold off his own ground. You cannot act like a helicopter parent constantly making sure he doesn't get a single scratch." "The last time I did that Clay got killed." "And he died doinghis duty as a detective." The Warden hissed. She watched, gently getting a hand on his shoulder. "You cannot take the blame of Clay's death for the rest of your life. Nor the death of every mortal you have ever encountered. Regardless of what you feel, if you don't allow yourself to trust Allan as when you did with Clay, it will end badly. It might even get in the way of your job, and if that happens, we will have no choice but to put you in stasis. You understand?" The Warden warned. Michael gripped his fists. "...yes mam." "Now, you are to write up your report. Other than that, you are dismissed. I will assign you a new partner soon. We need all hands on deck." "Has something happened?" The Warden's eyes narrowed. "The Blood Moon Murders have resumed. He's back."

Too cold for a shirt, too hot for a sweater. Conclusion: A cape will do

- Helios - Side: Mystras - /w Aura - Helios listened to Aura as he watched the Jackalopes eat the fruit. "I've never been to the north. That's the land of the angels and powerful heavenly beings. I've heard it is a beautiful place. You should take the chance, and see if you like it. Maybe then I can visit you." Helios said, gently sitting down as he rested his back against the tree. When Aura asked him about what he would do, Helios hummed. "For the first 300 or so years of my life I dedicated myself to exploring as much of this world as I could, meeting new people, discovering species for myself. I think..." Helios paused, tapping his finger against his lips in thought. "I want to do so much, actually. For one, I want finish exploring, and finish my notes. I want to write books, too. About the species of both worlds, their habits and psychology, a brand new Beastiary which offers a much more in depth view of the creatures than ever before. I'll definitely write about this war of what came before and after. That way everyone's story is told, like I promised it would. Even if time forgets, at least the scripture will remain for the future." Helios smiled at Aura. "But, I've already made promises to keep first. To show you around Kilkis Seres, to travel with Henry, to help with the recovery effort in the world below. I want to do so much, but I have many years ahead of me, and I don't plan to waste them." Helios said, watching as the creatures finished the fruit to its core before hurrying off along their way. He glanced at Aura. "Feeling better? The tents can get a bit claustrophobic, can't they?"

Michael watched Allan go, frowning as he mentally scolded himself. Oh he really f*cked up this time. He had let his emotions get the better of him, and now he was paying that price heavily. And so was Allan. He followed Allan, who gave him the bare minimum of interaction as they gathered their stuff for the journey back to the base. He remained quiet, offering his goodbyes to the principal as he followed Allan down to the car. He pressed the button, the car beeping as it unlocked. "Allan-." Michael began, but Allan instead just got inside and shut the door. Michael sighed. This was going to be a long ride. He stepped inside, quietly turning on the car as he drove away from the academy, and back into the cave from which they came from. As they approached the end, the sand that blocked the way was removed by the creature outside, allowing them to leave back into the desert before the creature hid the entry from sight again. "Allan. You can't walk away from me here, so, listen, please?" Michael asked, his tone full of guilt. "I...I didn't mean to hurt you. Much less to slap you or say what I said but...you have to understand that you can't just throw yourself into danger with no plan other than hope. That's not how it works. That's how you get killed." Michael explained, gripping the steering wheel tightly. "I've already lost enough partners. I...just refuse to loose you too." Michael explained, sighing as they drove back to the base. He really screwed up, and no amount of blood could fix that feeling away.

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Are u who I think u are

Allan was responded not with the usual, cheerful come back. Instead, the sound of a slap resounded as Michael slapped Allan across the face. Michael's pupils were still slit, panting heavily as he glared at Allan. "...what were you thinking, Allan?!" Michael began. "Throwing yourself right in the middle of the line of fire with no weapon or plan?! What if I hadn't arrived in time?! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!" Michael asked, looking rather upset at the stunt. "Thinking like that is going to get you killed! That could have gone terribly wrong, you know that?! Stunts like that could have, would have killed any supernatural creatures, and it would have most definitely have killed you! You have to remember, Allan, you're human and all humans do is DIE!" ! Michael screamed, panting heavily as his cheeks flushed pink. It wasn't until moments later that he realized what he had said, blinking as his eyes returned to normal. "...oh f*ck...Allan I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to...!" Michael gasped, reaching out for Allan.

"Allan!" Michael yelled, watching his partner make his way into the line of fire with no regard for his own safety. "ALLAN!" Michael screamed, struggling against the rising wind. The students huddled inside the academy in fear, the teachers reassuring them as they were ready to fight for them. The water began to rise ever so slowly, the founding rock of the academy cracking as the Djinn continued to do what he was asked to do; to destroy. "Allan, you have to get out of here!" Michael screamed. Instead, Allan pushed forward, pleading for Maya to stop this madness. "If I kill them, they'll learn a lesson. One that is long overdue!!!" Maya screamed, the Djinn raising a large boulder from the foundation above their heads before throwing it straight at Allan. Michael hurried, running towards Allan as he quickly stood in front of him. He pulled his whip back, transforming it into a cane as he proceeded to launch at the boulder with it. The cane hit the boulder right in the middle, with Michael's force quickly shattering the boulder into pieces as he reached forward. With a swing of his cane, he transformed it into a whip, the whip flying across the air as it swung and hit Maya right on the neck. Specifically, her necklace, the force of the hit hard enough to shatter it upon contact. Once it broke off, Maya let out a blood curling scream, holding her head as the Djinn screamed with her. Soon the world around them began to change again as the powers were unleashed from the container of the necklace, spreading across the school. The pain scoured through Maya's body, the corruption trying to escape. "Maya." Maya's eyes widened, recognizing the voice. She looked down at the necklace, a bright glowing orb of magic still remaining within. "...mom?" "Maya. If you are hearing this, it means that for one, I am long gone, and that you have reached a point in your life where you are in search of answers. I leave this recording to you, in hopes to provide you any comfort in the future. I know that life may look bleak. That people shame you for your creation. Yet you persisted and loved us instead of hating yourself. You were strong, and I knew I was blessed to have you as a daughter. Your father and I love you so very much, that we would risk everything to bring you into this world. If you find yourself overcome by the hatred that I'm sure you will have, I beg of you; do not let it have you. The world is a wonderful place, Maya, with both good and bad. Though many see us wrong, it will be up to you to prove them wrong. I am proud of you, Maya. Do not ever give up, and prove to the world that you can exist as long as love prevails. I love you, my dear Maya, and I always will. Now, and forever. Until we meet again, live on." Tears escaped Maya's eyes as she held the broken necklace close to her, watching the light slowly fade. "Mom..." She whispered. The Djinn screamed once more before slowly disappearing, taking the magic with him. Slowly, but surely, the world began to go back to how it once was. The sky cleared up, the sun shinning once again against a sky of blue. The waters calmed, the creature that once plagued it suddenly being absorbed to a portal, before disappearing to where it once came. Once floating rocks fell from the sky and to the ground and water beneath. Maya found herself laying on the floor, crying as she held what remained of her mother in her hands, her eyes and mind returning to normal. "Mom...!!!" She cried, sobbing as the winds ceased, and calm returned once more. The threat was no more.

Michael didn't say a word, focused on reaching Maya. "Maya, open the door. We mean no harm to you." Michael said. Maya's ears twitched as she slammed the door closed, locking it. "Go away! Leave me alone!" She yelled. Before Allan could say anything, Michael proceeded to kick the door down, the door flying off its hinges and onto the floor. He stepped into the room, Maya backing away. "What are you doing?! I told you to get out!" Maya screamed. "Maya. Since when have you owned that necklace?" Michael asked, his eyes focused on the oddly jeweled necklace she wore. It was in the shape of a small lamp, much like that seen in fairy tales. Maya got her hands to it. "My mother gave it to me." She hissed. "Maya," Michael said, taking a step closer, extending his hand. "Please, hand over the necklace." He insisted. "Get away." Maya said. Michael did not move. Maya finally snapped. "I said get away!!!" She screamed, the entire room shaking as the lamp necklace began to glow. Michael quickly jumped back, wrapping his arms around Allan and pulling him close as the walls of the room began to crack along with the floor beneath. From the lamp, a mysterious smoke emerged, wrapping itself around Maya before towering over her from behind. From the smoke a figure began to form. It large, bigger than Maya herself. It was in the shape of a being with male humanoid features showing from the hips up, long hair flowing freely as jewels and delicate silks decorated its body, its ears sharp and its skin blue in color. "A Djinn." Michael whispered. Maya glared at the two, tears falling from her eyes. "Did you know how much bullying hurts? To be hated by everyone? Making you feel worthless?!" She asked, shaking her head. "It hurts! And yet, I shrugged it off! Because my parents had enough to deal with because of their marriage! My family was ostracized, hated by everyone just because my mother had the audacity to marry a human and breed with him! Yet we persisted! We continued and we lived and we were happy until...!!!" Maya sobbed. "Until your mother was met with an accident-" "UNTIL MY MOTHER WAS MURDERED!" Maya corrected, fury in her eyes. "Murdered by her own people!!! She was thrown off the building, hung by a noose!!! Do you really think her death was an accident?!" Maya screamed, the dorm around her cracking as it began to heat up. "And then dad...dad...!!!" Maya sobbed, closing her eyes. The images of finding her father dead in the bathroom, a gun in his hand and a hole in his head flashed through her mind. "Maya. You need to give me the necklace. It is dangerous. You are being influenced by its power." Michael warned, reaching out. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" Maya screamed, her voice echoing as pieces of the floor rose up, sharpening themselves before shooting straight at the two. Michael quickly deflected the rocks with his whip. "Maya!" Michael yelled. Maya opened her eyes, the white of her eyes suddenly turning black as the veins around her eyes glowed with magic. "I'm tired! I'm tired of pretending! I wanted to scare them away and it didn't work!" Maya felt her necklace. "My mother gave me this necklace, telling me that if I ever found myself struggling, that I should make a wish, for that it would save me. At first, I didn't get it...but now I do. I'm tired of playing...if they won't leave, then I'll send them back home in coffins! Let their parents suffer my pain! DJINN! Destroy this school! Kill them all! LEAVE NO ONE LEFT!" Maya screamed. The Genie simply moved his hands. "Your wish is my command." Michael's eyes widened as he grabbed a hold of Allan. "DOWN!" Michael screamed, taking a hold of Allan as the Djinn used a force to push the two of them through multiple walls of the dorms all the way to the outer wall. As they fell, Michael was quick to hold onto the edge with one hand, holding Allan from falling to his death with the other. The sky above the academy began to change color, clouds swirling as the calm springs began to rage.