It was years since the wars died down. There was still some small scirmishes between the Angels and Demons. But things are really just down to what would be the equivilent to human gangs.

Username: PhoenixNeko
Name: Damien Rage
Age: 19
Appearence: Long layered black hair with natural red streaks, which he wears back in a ponytail with the front hanging down in spikes. Dresses like a biker/punk. Loves leather clothes, because he thinks they make people look tough.
Powers: Air demon magic. He can manipulate the air currents and make them do whatever he wants. However he's not strong enough to do weather magic.
Background: The oldest son of the leader of the Rage demon gang. He's considered a huge disappointment because he's got powers that the Rage family consider pasive. So he makes up for it with hand to hand combat and the use of knives and guns.

Name: Adrian Munik
Age: 18
Appearance: [X]
Powers: His wings that he's able to hide if he wants to. And rather strange for most angels, fire magic.
Background: Youngest son of one of the co-leaders of the Munik gang. (Divorces/brothers, a lot of drama) There's a lot of pressure on his shoulders as he's expected to follow in his brothers' footsteps, nothing less than perfection is wanted.

Damien walked down the street. It was one of the few nutural grounds. The reason why it was nutural was becuase it was human residents. That and the treaties years ago had agreed that anywhere there was a place to eat or buy necessities was nutural. And anywhere there was human homes. Damien wished that he could go fight a couple of angels at that moment. He was bored. But he wasn't alowed to go fight on his own. Rules from his father. He could hold his own in a fight but they thought that he was weak from not having what they thought of as 'real' demon magic.

Adrian was moving towards the park. He was mostly dressed in white, but he just wanted to get away from his family, his friends, everything. He just wanted some quiet time, some rest. He sighed, just ignoring anything around him. He wanted to be able to concentrate without anyone nagging him about how to do things, what not to do, what to say, how to walk, talk. He just wanted tell them to shut the f*ck up, but that wouldn't help him one bit. He just sat down on one of the benches near the small lake.

Damien took a wrong turn in his thoughts, and physically too. He was standing there staring at the small lake that he'd always enjoyed growing up. It was the one place that he could try to go to learn his Air magic without hearing about it from his family. He sat down at a vacant bench and started to play with the wind over the water. He was able to make small waves over a patch of the surface. It made him feel free for a short time. If he didn't get home soon though he wouldn't hear the end of it. Like usual... Damien thought as he stood up to walk off.

As he walked by he saw a man dressed in all white sitting by himself. He couldn't tell if the man was an Angel or a human wannabe. He thought that the humans that tryed to be like the demons had it easy. They could do as they pleased and it was easier for them to stay in the gangs. The angel wannabes had to be pious. Very pious. If they failed then they were kicked out quick. The Rage gang had about three that had been angel wannabes. He personally knew of about eight others that hadn't joined a demon gang.

Deciding that he was in the mood to talk to someone that wasn't family for a change of pace, Damien walked over and said, "Hey. What's up?" He knew that if it was an angel he'd be in big sh*t.

Adrian ran his fingers through his hair, just staring at the water for a moment. He jumped, not having expected anyone to stat talking to him right now. He blinked and looked up to see who the voice belonged to. "W-what?" He asked. "Oh, I'm sorry, hi." He said with a small nod. "Too much to be honest. But might I say that it's rather dangerous to just step towards a stranger and start a conversation. Some might have burnt you to a crisp by now." He added with a friendly smile.

Damien nodded and replyed, "Don't I know it. Sometimes I just wish that the gangs would stop their crap. I love peaceful days when I can just hang out and do what I want. I mean I love a good fight but I hate trying to be someone that I'm not." He glanced over at the lake. Thinking about his family made Damien feel overheated. He didn't like how they made him do stuff. He was a punk yes. But he perfered just being a punk. Nothing more. To cool off he stirred up a light breeze. He let the wind play with his hair for a moment and then turned to the stranger and said, "Wanna hang?" He was so upset with his family at the moment that he didn't even care if this man that he was talking to was an Angel.

((God, I'm sorry D; I really thought I replied. ><))

He nodded lightly. "Hm, yeah, that would be nice for once." Adrian agreed with what the stranger next to him said. He was tired of having to be perfect, every single minute of the day. He just wanted to something bad for once, break out of it and just have fun instead of being so stiff and serious all the time. "Sure, that would be nice." He nodded as the male asked if he wanted to hang with him, offering him a soft smile. "Adrian. Nice to meet you." The white haired male stated, holding out a hand for the other male to shake.

Damien looked at the profered hand for a moment in shock. Then he grinned and took it in his. "Damien. Nice to meet you too Adrian." In the moment that their hands touched Damien could tell that he was shaking hands with an Angel and not just a human wannabe. And he had a good grip. Damien figured that that meant that Adrian wanted to make a good impression on him. He was just about to pull away when the thought came to him. If I'm friends with this guy I can learn secrets about the Angels and I could tell them to dad. That's gotta be something that he would let me do. Then another thought hit him, Or I could just be friends with the guy. I'm tired of them treating me like I can't take care of myself. What bad could come from being friends? Who knows? Maybe this is the thing that both our people need to stop this fueding!

Damien took his hand back and said to Adrien, "What do you wanna do?"

At the contact, he was sure that the male wasn't human. But honestly, he couldn't really care less. Perhaps he just wanted to f*ck something over. Taking note of the rather distant look that was in the male's eyes for a moment, he figured he better watched his words with the guy. Since it could just be a trap, but, hell, why not go along. He ran his fingers through his hair, glancing back over to Damien. "I'mnot sure, but to be honest, I'm up for anything." He stated.

((Have you ever read Bizenghast? When you had Adrian say that he was up for anything, I had a line run through my head. It was from Bizenghast. One of the characters, Edaniel, would just at apparently random times say, 'Wanna make out?'. It was so random. Sorry. I got off subject. No worries though I'm not gonna suggest they make out.))

Damien grinned. "Let's go to the arcade. You say you're up for anything? I've got this group of kids that I punk at least once a week. They're gamer nerds. They spend all their money on the games. But they're also the very impressionable kinds."

((Never heard of it, but it sounds hilarious. :3))

"Alright, sure, that sounds interesting." Adrian nodded with a small smile. He'd never actually been in any kind of arcade. They'd always told him it was a bad place, but he was sure they were overreacting and by the way, they weren't here right now, so screw them..

Damien just grabbed hold of Adrian's sleeve and pulled him through town. They headed into a nearby store first. Damien rushed to the condement section of the store and grabbed five large bottles of hot sauce. After paying for them, he didn't know why he was since usually he just grabbed things he needed and left, he took his purchases and Adrian to the arcade.

Once inside Damien located the group he sought. Heading over he told Adrian to just follow his lead. He had a good sence that Adrian wouldn't blow this prank. That he needed it as much as Damien did.

Adrian bit his bottom lip as he was dragged into one of the stores in the town. He wasn't quite sure what they were going to do, but he figured he'd just follow the male and see what would happen. He was feeling a bit cautious though, never having done anything like this before..

Once in the arcade, he stayed behind the other male, curious about what he was gonna do.

Damien preceded to tell the group of boys that Aliens had started to take over the mall and the government. That the only way to keep them from possessing you was to drink a large bottle of hot sauce every morning and at supper time. He said that because he was looking out for them, he had bought hot sauce for them, but they would have to get more of their own after the first bottle. And once a week was over they just had to put it on their eggs for the next month. And they would be permentally safe from the Aliens.

Adrian couldn't help but wonder why those humans were so naive, but he didn't say a word. Poor things. The blond jumped as someone grabbed him from behind, a hand preventing him from letting out a surprised shriek. "Didn't we tell you to stay away here?" Adrian recognized that voice as one of his brothers as he was pulled aside.

From the demon's and humans' point of view, there was a lot of angry whispering going on. Until the taller one of the two slapped Adrian rather hard. "Do you really want me to tell him? You know what'll happen.."
Adrian winced at the force of it, but he kept his gaze on the floor, until that threat was made.."God, no, Alex. Please, anything, just don't.." He looked up at him.

"Good, that's what I thought." Alex nodded, grabbing his little brother's arm harshly and dragging him away.

It wasn't until that moment, that Damien atually knew that Adrian was an Angel. He had just spent time hanging out with an Angel. Boy is dad was gonna be up upset when he finds out Damien finished giving the boys instructions and went back to the lake. He needed time to think.

To him it wasn't right. He wanted to do things his own way. Not the way that his parents wanted. He guessed that his way of thinking came from the fact that he was a wind element instead of a fire.

At about midnight he finally walked in the door. He had removed his shoes and was attempting to sneak up the stairs when a light came on in the kitchen. He heard his father's voice say, "Rumor has it you spent the day with an Angel. I hope that you at the very least found out some useful information on the Angels."

"Not much, dad." He resigned. "Just that the guy I spent the day with was probably a younger one. He easily passed for human. I wasn't completely sure until his brother came for him." From what Damien was taught growing up, all Angels considered themselves to be brothers and sisters even if it was a father/mother and their child.