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"Sector 13, Iscariot is currently commanded by Nathaniel Nyte. You are aware of who that is correct?" The Father looked the windows of the Vatican's round table room.
"Of course, my Father." The tall blonde man stood at attention behind the Father, who at that moment gave a chuckle.
" Ever since Dracula's defeat at the hands of him decades ago he has posed a threat to our society, the creation of a 'holy demon' one in which we can control was always flawed. He has begun to...fall in love over this past year in a large town on the outskirts of our authority. We believe his second in command, Alexander Cross has fallen to the same fate. We need you, and a small team of our best to contain and destroy Nyte and his comrades if they choose to fight. We cannot an unholy act of such proportions as a demonic soul marrying a human. This is classified, the Pope and high command do not know about this, it is strictly an order from the Lord." The Father turned to the young knight. "Sebastian Whistler, of Section 14 of the Vatican's Crusaders. Do you accept this assignment?"
"It will be an honor to serve an order of such importance, Father. I do accept." The Father gave a weak smile, before turning back to the window.
"Good, very good indeed. I wish you the best of luck and happy hunting. Amen."
"Of course, my Father." The tall blonde man stood at attention behind the Father, who at that moment gave a chuckle.
" Ever since Dracula's defeat at the hands of him decades ago he has posed a threat to our society, the creation of a 'holy demon' one in which we can control was always flawed. He has begun to...fall in love over this past year in a large town on the outskirts of our authority. We believe his second in command, Alexander Cross has fallen to the same fate. We need you, and a small team of our best to contain and destroy Nyte and his comrades if they choose to fight. We cannot an unholy act of such proportions as a demonic soul marrying a human. This is classified, the Pope and high command do not know about this, it is strictly an order from the Lord." The Father turned to the young knight. "Sebastian Whistler, of Section 14 of the Vatican's Crusaders. Do you accept this assignment?"
"It will be an honor to serve an order of such importance, Father. I do accept." The Father gave a weak smile, before turning back to the window.
"Good, very good indeed. I wish you the best of luck and happy hunting. Amen."
End Game (O.C)
Desolation. Ruin. Loss.
"It stops here.." The lanky man gazed at his adversary with an expressionless face, a cold face without any feeling of remorse left in the grey eyes of the Darkin. He was positioned in a large open cattle field, darkness surrounding them both as the crescent moon peered down on them. "That we can agree on." The adversary spoke with an almost poetic flow to his voice, smooth but commanding. "You've done enough damage in you're lifespan, as have I. Lets end it." The figure wore a slick white suit that seemed to match his silverish long hair perfectly. He sto
Shadows Die Twice {OC}
“They say that the illusions of the mind come in many different forms. Whether the dark audible whispers in ones ear telling them to do a number of bizarre or even devious tasks. Or how about the almost perverse desire for something you crave to the point of mouth watering lunacy. These illusions follow you throughout your life much like your shadow follows you down the cracked pavement of your neighborhood sidewalk on a dry July day. That’s the problem after all, much like you cannot escape your shadow you cannot escape your mind. You need to mask those illusions so well that they’ll never see them, even when they exp
The Red Veil. {Faction Lore /Apoc}
Then came the ones of the Veil.
Among the Post-Apocalyptic wastelands of what was once known as the United States rose an order that would strike fear in the hearts of the damned and hope in the eyes of those left defenseless and broken. They came clad in shadowy black and crimson red, bearing weapons of high pedigree. These warriors used the shadows and the darkness to unleash their vicious brand of justice to those who deemed this new horizon their own. Within time, a legion would be born. A legion of this worlds "Fallen Angels" who have gone through hell and back, and are ready to bring the fight to the evil that awaits the helpless
O.C Bio: {Kyro Ignatia} (SN)
Character Bio
I. BASIC INFORMATION
Name(s): Kyro Ignatia, The Angel of Death
Nickname(s): Ky, Kyro
Age: 16 {going on 17}
Gender: Male
Birthdate: Unknown
Sexuality: Straight
Ethnicity: Caucasian {American}
Alignment: Formerly an Assassin of Darkness
Currently a ShadowHunter
II. APPEARANCE
Height: 5'11
Weight: 152lbs
Hair: Formerly dirty blonde; currently Cherry Red
Eyes: Royal Purple
General build: Tall, Muscular.
Tattoo(s): Pentagram on his right palm {used to conduct his powers}
How old character look: Could pass off as 18, possibly 20.
III. PERSONALITY
Overall Attitude: Serious, Broody, at times funny.
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