- Created By ShadowWolfWarrior
I wake up to the cold, it's early spring and my apartment is usually drafty so, this is usual usually well as the pitch blackness of my room, it is usual for me to wake up well before dawn. I reach to the left and feel for the lamp on my nightstand, Only to grasp air. I start to sit up, but I am unable to for there is nothing cushioning my body. My bed is not there and neither is a floor or any kind of solid object.
I'm wide awake now, I go to sit up but I flip in the twisting winds, until I land in what feels like an upright position. I take a breath to settle myself, my father`s words ring in my head.
" Panicking never helps, panic kills," I look around, there is absolutely no light so my eyes can't adjust. I close my eyes and listen, only an eternity of whipping winds, as if I were in the eye of a storm. There is an unearthly wet, cold, the kind of cold that will go bone deep. It's almost as if it goes right through you.
I sit in the cold, waiting, just waiting, for anything. Until a soft blue light penetrates the black. I do my best to turn to face it's direction. There`s a woman, more of a girl, probably my age. In a flowing white gown, she's almost spectral and translucent. Pale blue light emits from her. Like a beacon in the dark, I stare at her, watching, waiting, I finally move towards her and she moves away and disappears.
It's black again, and for what feels like hours I sit, until another, more malevolent light penetrates the dark. It's orange and feels like fire against my skin. It rips the void in half, the scent of brimstone and the sound of cackling flames ingulfs the void. I'm plunged into hell, screams of the damned echo around me. The smell of brimstone is suffocating, and the heat could melt the flesh from your bones. I feel burning sensations on my wrists and ankles I scream in agony as white hot shackles burn and fuse into my skin. The pain is unbearable and everything fades to black.
As promised, my REDO.
Name: Blood Kane
Species: Wolf Demon
Hair clr: Black
Eye clr: Amber
Identifying Characteristics: Black Tribal Tattoo on right bicep, black dog ears, black leg length tail
Next of kin: Blizzard Kane
Wanted level: #3 on the F.B.I.`s most wanted list
Infractions: Resisting arrest, Grand Theft Auto, several counts of murder of government officials, attempt to smuggling fugitives, damage to property, laundering money, Illegal possession of a fire-arm
Last known location: Black Pass, Colorado, U.S.A. -- 3 years ago
Pros: Proper maintenance and care for fire arms, par-core, strength, advanced sensory under all 5, sixth sense: extra sensory, characteristics of a human, advanced accuracy, martial arts training
Cons: Quick-Tempered, Makes frequent rash decisions, makes things personal, slight paranoia, `switchblade for a tongue` for all my fellow 5 Finger Death Punch fans or more simply, a smart-ass, hatred for authority.
Description: Well, both my parents died when I was 13, My adopted brother, Blizzard then joined the air force when I was only a sophomore, my girlfriend died, as did my best friend, the government that promotes freedom and a lack of prejudice is out to expel all demons from this nation, unless working for them, I`m living alone in a hotel, rent is free because I'm an employee. Before dad died he was a soldier and all I learned about fighting and shooting was either from him, or from my bad tempered mother. Tonight now I'm in hiding refusing to leave America let a lonely home town. I live under an assumed name, James Coone, and right now I'm struggling to get by. So, my life kinda sucks, and by kinda sucks, it ----in` blows, pardon my grammar. But at the current time, there's nothing I can do about it, which I hate, I fell powerless, and I want to change that, but so far, until I figure something out, I'm hiding like a rat. If only I had more help I could topple their empire with, i don't know, a revolution? Hey, it's been done before. Everyone hates the government right now, but they're all afraid too. Humans want to help, but if they even try, incarceration. So, wish me luck. Until then, I'll just mind my own business.
Eye Color: Yellow
Hair Color: Blue
Species: Dragon demon
Special Skills: Lightning manipulation, strength, flight, military training, long history of martial arts.
A Russian ex-speznaz dragon demon, whos age is unknown, but he looks young, and in demon time, for his species he's about 43. But he's been around forever. Whats the difference between a regular demon and a dragon demon? There bigger, stronger, meaner, and live much longer. Wrath is an even tempered, strong willed, hearty guy. Not much is known about him, but after moving to America, where Congress had just banned demons, he must adapt, which comes naturally for him. But he will soon meet a group which a revolt against government and an evil force which no man has ever fought. And of coarse another chance to have some fun and prove his metal to his comrads.