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The Special Division Tactical Force-Hareem/Moon

FoxWriter

FoxWriter

Cluster
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Jan 20, 2011
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in the realm of lust and seduction
It was a no good awful day, that's what it was. It had started that way too for a good portion of the bustling city. First of all, it was raining, and raining hard, lightning and thunder flashing and banging as if it had something to prove, and high mile winds driving the raindrops into unprotected flesh like little BB's. It was a terrible day to be out and about, especially when the explosions happened. The official report was that some gas main lines had ruptured. Those that knew better quickly had their memories replaced to fit the story. The only people who knew the truth, where the ones who where directly involved in the 'disaster' which had been nothing short of impossible to believe. After all, who could honestly believe that a massive battle had taken place right there in the city, a battle involving people who where anything but human. In fact that man right there, had horns on his head, like tiny antlers. That man over there had large bat like wings sticking out of his back, and yet the people walking around them... didn't seam to notice that at all. The people gaping at the scene, didn't seam to understand that the people they where staring at... where not human!

One man was ordering everyone else about. He was pointing and snapping orders like he owned the place, and from the way everyone did as he ordered indicated that he was the leader. There had been two sides to the battle. The one side had been in the middle of murdering a few people, tearing into their flesh with teeth and gulping down the meat like it was a delicacy. They where wearing rags, and had a wild, furious look about them as they snapped and snarled as they where tied up, hand cuffed, collared like wild dogs, and practically dragged away because they refused to walk. The other side where incredibly diverse, but they where all wearing the same black outfits, each person had a band around their arm, neck, forehead or thigh, listing their name, their department, and a number. Which seamed to indicate rank. The man who was snapping orders, was Ezequiel, there was no last name. He had no division listed, and no rank. Underneath it, it only said 'Captain'. One by one the snarling murderers where dragged away until their was only one left... but he seamed entirely out of place.

“Wait.” the man, Ezequiel ordered, his eyes fixed on the stranger. “this one isn't on the list.” 'that one' had been caught in the middle of the fight, and was kneeling on the sidewalk with his hands zip-tied behind his back. Ezequiel moved over to him and crouched down, staring at the others face. “You are not a part of the Thorny Paw Pack.” he muttered, setting his hand on the others chin and turning the others head from one direction to the other. “...take him with us, but don't put him with the others. They might eat him.” “Yes Sir!” and with that, the 'boy' was picked up, and put in what looked like a normal police van, only this one was empty. It was a pretty long drive, and when the doors finally opened he was in an entirely new place.

“see that one to Room 12B.” Ezequiel ordered before turning to the snarling pack of feral werewolves. The boy was led down a steep set of stairs, was settled into a common interrogation room. His hands where untied and he was allowed to wander the room as he pleased. After several minutes alone, a tiny man with dragonfly wings entered the room set down a tray of hot food and left without a word. A cup of hot coffee, a cup of milk and a glass of water went with the meal of baked chicken, mashed potatoes and steamed carrots. There was also a newspaper made available for him to read, so clearly he wasn't in 'trouble' like the others who had been captured where. now the only question was, what did they want with him?
 
How had things turned out like this? One minute Nate Oran had been minding his own business, walking back towards his little apartment after the end of his classes at college, just like he'd done time after time in the past 2 years, and then suddenly all hell had broken loose. At first he thought it might have been some kind of gang warfare spilling over into the streets, then it had seemed more like a riot....everything was happening so fast though....and the things he saw, or at least thought he saw....surely his eyes had been playing tricks on him....after all there was no way he had seen people's bodies changing like that....into inhuman monsters....whilst others moved unlike anything that was possible for a human. And then others had come....clearly not friends to either side that had been fighting, but quite obviously not the police either. Before Nate really knew what was happening, he had found himself being grabbed, dragged away, his hands restrained behind his back as he had been forced onto the ground, others lined up alongside him. It quickly became clear these people...whoever they were...thought that he was with one of these....gangs....if that's what they were. There hadn't been a chance to protest his innocence...when he had opened his mouth and tried to make a noise he had received a rather swift smack to the head and an order to shut his filthy mouth.

Eventually, everything had finally settled down, the fighting over and people being carted away, until eventually only Nate was left behind. He looked up as the odd man dressed in red approached him, having been ordering everyone around. Nate wanted to say something, to speak, but he had learned better after last time. Fortunately however, this one seemed to be capable of actually thinking. He recognised that Nate wasn't involved in all of this.....however instead of just letting him go as Nate expected, he was ordered to be bundled into another van and taken away to god knows where. All Nate knew was that it was far....he must've been in the van for at least 2 hours, maybe more.....his watch and phone had both been broken in all the commotion so he had no way of telling exactly how much time he had left.

After that, he was bundled off to a room, catching a brief glimpse of what looked like large wolves.....but....they were far too big....and rather....human looking? No....had to be his imagination....the glance had been brief after all. Nate just followed where he was led, down the stairs into a large room, his hands finally freed before he was left alone for a while....until someone came to give him food....someone very unusual. "Uhhh...." Nate stared at the man as he entered then left, acting like nothing was unusual....and yet....those had definitely been wings.....oh yes.....most definitely wings. "What the hell is going on here...?" He reached up to rub at his face. "I swore I was going to go through college with no drugs.....maybe someone slipped me something and this is a seriously bad trip..." He looked to the food, walking over and sniffing it. It seemed ok....smelled ok....but he didn't particularly want to risk it....who knows what the food could have been laced with? He seemed to be getting treated well but....it could be all a trick.
Rather than eating, Nate just sat down, growling and rubbing his face. "What the hell is going on here....? I just want to get home....as crappy as my apartment is at least I'm not a prisoner there...."
 
it had been a very intense battle, there where wounded all over the place, people where bleeding, laying unconscious in the streets, and some where even dead after the massive fight. at one point, a building had even been brought down, which had brought down another, which was what had caused the story of the gas mains exploding. in the entire mess, only Nate had stood out against the others, and Ezequiel wasn't entirely sure why. it puzzled him, and he hated puzzles. so the little human, if the kid was a human, would go with them. he opened the door and stepped inside and closed it behind him, moving over to the child. "you can eat. it's not drugged." he stated simply. "you're not a prisoner here. you are..." he paused. "hmm... well i guess you are a prisoner for a little while, but we won't hold you here for more than a few hours." he assured the other as he set a file on the table. "unfortunately for you, you where caught in a very bad place at a very bad time." he admitted simply as he tapped the folder. "in fact, if you had been at that street an hour earlier. you'd be dead right now." he admitted. "the Thorny Paw Pack has a nasty habit of abducting cute boys like you, and having their way with them, before eating them." Ezequiel admitted. "you where still caught in the battle however, which raises a very interesting question that i have about you." Ezequiel admitted as he studied the other before he sat down in the seat on the other side of the table.

"in the battle that you where caught in, three of my men where killed. five of the Thorny Paw Pack where killed. fourteen of my men where badly injured. Twenty three of the Thorny Paw Pack where too. the rest all sustained minor injuries, cuts, scratches, bruises, one even got a concussion, most broken bones... yet you don't have a single scratch on your person." Ezequiel commented, indicating Nate's present condition. "you've barley even got dust, dirt, or blood on you. that brings up the question of how you got into the area in the first place. thirty minutes before you entered the area, we had cordoned off a mile long stretch, claiming it to be maintenance work. you never should have been in that area, yet somehow you either slipped by, went unnoticed, or missed all of the stations set up to evacuate the locals from the area. that should not have been possible. certainly not if you are as human as we beleive you to be." Ezequiel admitted simply. "and no doubt, as human as you think you are." he admitted with a grin. "i am well aware you did not know about the existence of werewolves previously." he admitted. "and yes, those where really werewolves you saw on your way down. the Treble Claw Pack, they are under my command, and are at the moment, guarding the Thorny Paw Pack." he admitted simply. "the fact that you saw my people, even with 'glamors' up, is another troubling sign."

"you see, even during the Battle, most of us where wearing very strong illusions to hide what is... unusual about us. for example, what about me, seams strange to you? my eyes right? they are red to you. but to every other human you come across, they would say my eyes are a normal, dull brown. and that i was very plain looking. with dark stubble all over my face, here. i'll show you." he pointed tot he mirror. "you can see my illusion there." in the mirror, Ezequiel did indeed look very plain, very boring, not ugly, but not handsome either. "do you understand? what you see in the mirror, is what you should be seeing when you look directly upon me. you are not an average human, and until we can decide if you are a danger, either to yourself or to others, we can't let you go. if it's something as harmless as 'Mage sight' or 'ghost sight' then we can let you go without a worry. but if you are a repressed Preternatural being... like a Demon, or a werewolf, who has had his abilities locked away with magic, curses, or simply subconscious, that power could snap, and unleash all of your power, and instincts upon helpless people."
 
When the door opened again, Nate looked up to see the man from before walking in, someone who seemed to carry some authority in this place from the way he had been ordering people around before. Though after a moment Nate quickly looked away once again, still not touching the food despite the assurances that it wasn't drugged. "Feh, you'll forgive me if I don't take the word of a kidnapper about my food. Besides, I think it's pretty obvious I've already been drugged....I bet you had someone slip something into the coffee I had in my last class didn't you?" As far as Nate was concerned, that was exactly what had happened. He had been drugged so he would hallucinate, snatched up and kidnapped. And unfortunately it would be days, maybe even weeks, before his absence was really noticed too much. He lived alone in his tiny apartment, no parents since he had grown up in an orphanage and severed all ties to it at the earliest opportunity, and he doubted the teachers at his college would particularly notice or care that a nobody student like him had just stopped coming to class. He didn't believe the assurances that he would only be here for a few hours before being released either. He'd read about this...kidnappers acting all nice, trying to make their victims trust them so things would be easier...well no way he was going to fall for it.

Nate listened to the explanation, though showed no outward signs of if he believed it or not, no signs of being shocked despite the amazing things he was being told, just waiting for the explanation to be over before finally speaking. "Well that's one elaborate story you've come up with. Gotta give you some points for originality with a story like that. Next time try kidnapping an 8 year old, they might actually believe you. But you can't honestly expect me to buy that load of bullshit can you?" Nate finally looked up at Ezequiel, though only to roll his eyes when he got is first decent look at the man. "Your mom make that tacky costume for you?" He couldn't help being sarcastic to the point of insulting....it was how Nate dealt with pretty much everything. "Of course I got to that part of town, I was just taking my usual shortcut home to avoid going all the way through the shopping district" He rolled his eyes again at the accusation of being as human as he believed himself to be. This story was getting more fantastic all the time....and the way this weirdo was talking Nate could swear he was believing his own lies. Maybe the guy was delusional or something....would make sense for a kidnapper.

"Oh no, I know all about werewolves. I mean who doesn't right? They aren't just monsters in movies, they're all around us running around our towns and cities, living among is in a great big conspiracy" The sarcastic tone in Nate's voice was impossible to miss. Sure, maybe antagonising a delusional kidnapper wasn't the best idea, but things couldn't really get much worse as far as he was concerned. "Red eyes aren't unusual at all. There's an entire clique at the college who wear red contacts to make their eyes look just like yours. You've just seen one too many Twilight movies pal, you might wanna get help for that by the way, you clearly have awful taste in cinema" When Ezequiel pointed to the mirror Nate didn't even bother looking at first, but after a few seconds he decided he might as well humour the guy. When he did look up though he was just a little confused. In his reflection, Ezequiel's eyes were completely normal....yet without even needing to look away Nate could see that his actual eyes were still red. For a moment he thought maybe it was some kind of weird trick mirror, something that changed red into brown....but Ezequiel's clothes were red both on his body and in his reflection....and clearly the mirror wasn't some kind of TV screen as it was clearly reflecting even Nate as well, following his movements far too perfectly for it to have a hidden camera in it that could've been used for editing anything.

"....Ok....so you got some weird mirror. That doesn't prove a thing you're saying. And will you stop saying I'm not human. I mean come on, look at me. I don't turn into a wolf, I don't have fangs, I don't have weird wings sprouting out of my back....so just let me go home" Nate frowned, standing up and glaring at Ezequiel. It was quite obvious what he was contemplating....attacking the man, attempting to fight him and escape. Nate wasn't exactly a pro....he'd never had a martial arts lesson in his life, but growing up had been rough....that taught you a thing or two about needing to take care of yourself. "Enough of your bullshit stories and crazy accusations you freak. Either let me out of here right now, or I'm gonna start getting angry"
 
Ezequiel sighed and dragged the plate over to himself and with great elegance, took three large bites out of everything on the plate, then he took three large swallows from each glass before sliding them back over to the other. "there, satisfied?" he asked, not in the least bit sarcastic. his face hadn't even twitched, he was as emotional as a concrete wall. "as for your last class, i don't know anything about that, though your school has been informed that you where caught in the Gas Main explosion and that your staying in a hospital." Ezequiel admitted. "wouldn't want your grades to slip because we're assholes after all." Ezequiel stated with a small, amused grin. this human was really... very funny. he wasn't reacting like the other humans did, the others screamed constantly, or they simply denied that they where even awake... this one however, simply denied that the creatures he encountered weren't real. "what use would an eight year old be?" Ezequiel asked as he reached into his shirt and pulled out something. it was a badge, just like what the police wore, only this one was a different pattern. while still in the shape of a shield, it had a large crescent moon wrapped around a rose. the letters SDTF was stamped beneath the insignia. he let the other pick it up and examine it however the little human wanted to.

"my 'tacky' costume, as you call it, is a standard issue for someone of my Rank." Ezequiel stated. "after all, i run this entire organization... well, for this area anyway. every state is split into two, to four sections." Ezequiel admitted simply. "depending on how big that state is. you are currently in Section 53." Ezequiel admitted. "my domain." he admitted with a small smile. "they are in fact, nothing like the monsters in the movies. you humans got a few things right, but not a whole lot." Ezequiel admitted simply. "i don't know about it being a conspiracy, as we, the Preternatural, are trying our best to remain separate from the humans. not even your government knows about me, or the people within the SDTF." he admitted simply. "some, like the Thorny Paw Pack, think that human's are worth nothing more than food and fun. it is very difficult to contain our existence with bigoted bastards like them running about, eating the human's we're trying to hide from." Ezequiel admitted with a shake of his head. "Twilight is crap. considering that i myself am a Vampire, i was very thoroughly insulted by every single aspect of that movie... though they almost got the werewolves right... almost."

"i do not have a weird mirror. that is a normal two way mirror." he stated simply, rolling his eyes as he stood up as well, staring the boy down before turning on his heal and walking to the door. "well come along then. since you don't beleive me, perhaps i shall show you." he stated simply, opening the door, which clearly had never been locked. "well? are you coming?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow at Nate. he led the way down a long hallways and stopped in front of a door, looking at Nate. "go on in." he ordered, opening the door and holding it open. inside where desks, dozens of them, and people where running back and forth and yelling about paperwork, one had the lower half of a goat, and had twin ram horns growing out of his skull. a Satyr. one woman was topless, her breasts hanging in full view, her bottom half was that of an emerald snake, curled around herself multiple times. that one was a bi-pedal wolf. what some would have refereed to as Anthropomorphic. it was a pure lily white color save for the black patch over it's eye. it paused and turned to look at Ezequiel, it's head cocked to the side before it made it's way over.

"Boss? something the matter?" "No Tank, just trying to convince my new freind here that he has not in fact been drugged." "eh? Drugged. that's a new one! most people think their dreaming!" "indeed. he is proving quite stubborn." "find out how he slipped through?" "a shortcut apparently. a path we where unaware of. we'll take that into consideration next time." another woman popped up next to him. a Japanese Kitsune girl apparently, large fluffy ears and three massive tails as she examined him. "are you sure he's human?" she asked, poking Nate. "he doesn't smell right." "i don't know what he is. he can see through our Glamors." that made the woman's eyes go wide and she jerked her head to the Naga. "Scyn! put a shirt on! the little human can see your breasts!" "...so?" the Naga demanded, looking annoyed. "what do i care? let him look." she stated. "i don't have time to put a shirt on. i have to get through all this paperwork! if you don't leave me alone i'm going to crush you!" Tank grimaced. "she's been up for three days trying to catch up to Adam's paperwork." "why isn't Adam doing his own paperwork!?" Ezequiel demanded, making Tank shrug. "don't know, haven't seen him." "what do you mean you haven't seen him!?"
 
Watching Ezequiel eat the food did little to put Nate's mind at ease. "Satisfied? Not really....doesn't mean a thing to me. Just because you can eat it doesn't mean I can after all" He frowned slightly at mention his school had been told he had been caught in an explosion and was in hospital.....that meant it would take even longer for them to bother thinking he might be in some kind of trouble...if they ever did. Well, on the upside if he did ever get away from here then he might be able to actually go back to classes. "Assholes...? Yeah...that's putting it lightly from where I'm sitting believe me...." He glanced up at the badge, examining it for a few moments before throwing it back to the table. "Am I supposed to think this toy is real? You get this from a costume store or something?" Nate just rolled his eyes and looked away as Ezequiel broke into his explanation of some kind of organization. The story just became more and more elaborate with every passing moment.

"Oh yeah, I'm sure our movies got it all wrong and you monsters are so very different. You must be so offended at how wrong we could get things hm?" He shook his head. "Come on, if things like all of this were real then there's no way it could be kept a secret. People would notice and the government would sure as hell know something, you can't exactly hide much from them these days after all now can you?" He chuckled lightly. "Oh you're a real vampire are you? Well good for you"

When Ezequiel stood up and moved to the door, Nate almost didn't get up to follow....until the door opened quite easily. For a second Nate felt somewhat frustrated with himself....he could have just gotten up and walked out of here at any time? It had never occurred to him that the door might have been unlocked.....he just assumed it would be locked to keep him trapped in here. With a frustrated twitch the boy stood up, folding his arms and doing nothing to hide his anger as he walked out of the room. "So just where the hell am I anyway? Or is it too top secret for someone like me to know?" He glanced around, trying to find any clues, but the corridor was just that....a corridor, nothing more. No real markings to show where he was or that there was anything unusual about the place. It wasn't until they came to a door and it was opened up that things got...well.....weird.

"What the.....?" Nate's mouth hung open, his arms slowly unfolding as the shock set in of what he was seeing. The creatures walking....well, those that had legs anyway, around like there was nothing wrong. Running between desks, papers flying everywhere, shouts back and forth. "What the hell is this...?" His eyes moved between the various creatures, until he settled on the Naga....the topless Naga....breasts hanging freely on her chest, bouncing and swinging with her movements across the room. It actually took Nate a few moments to realise her lower half was that of a snake rather than a pair of human legs. "This....this isn't possible....this....I have to be hallucinating....this is just a bad trip or something...." Nate shook his head slowly. He'd already dismissed the possibility that this was a dream....he knew dreams and this certainly wasn't one.

It took him a few moments to become aware of people talking around him, before finally looking up. "H-huh? I....what...? This..." Everything about this scene was so contradictory. On the one hand....this was almost perfectly normal....a somewhat chaotic office with people running around.....and yet these people were perhaps anything but. Infact Nate couldn't see even a single human running around....he himself seemed to be the most normal person in the room. "This isn't possible....what....what in the hell is going on here?!" He turned back on Ezequiel, anger returning once again, fuelled by his confusion. "Who are you.....what are you...? What the hell do you want with me?!" He backed up a little from the group nearest him, fear quite clearly starting to work its way onto his face alongside the anger.
 
Ezequiel chuckled a little at the others comment. the boy was very paranoid, but he couldn't blame the poor boy. "i suppose it's good for your to be so paranoid." he muttered. "well, i don't know any stronger words than assholes." he admitted with a smile. "i could use my original language, but it's been dead for some time now." he admitted with a small grin before he continued. "well, they didn't get it ALL wrong. i am allergic to silver, though it won't kill me." he admitted. "it will weaken me, but it won't kill me, and it takes a lot of it to do so." he admitted, tapping his lips. "but i'm certainly not allergic to garlic, and i'm not about to burst into flames if i step into the sun." he admitted. he had to resist the urge to smirk at Nate's annoyance over the door having been open. honestly he was surprised the kid hadn't tried it himself. "you are in the same state, your in a city about an hour and a half away from where we found you, i forget the name of the city. don't have much for the names of things. ask someone else they'll probobly know. anyway we're about a mile and a half underground." he explained simply.

"and i am a Real Vampire." he admitted with a smirk, but he knew the other wasn't going to beleive him. "i'll explain why your human government doesn't know about us after you beleive me." he stated simply. he had to smirk at the others obvious shock over what he was seeing in the room. "your not hallucinating Nate. and your not tripping." he stated with a roll of his eyes. "even if you had been drugged, you would have been hallucinating during your two hour trip to get here. for that matter, you would already have crashed." he pointed out. he ignored Nate for a moment to demand answers of his subordinates and shook his head before pausing as Nate started freaking out. "Nate, i told you already. we are the Preternatural. the things that are supposed to be myth and fairy tale." he stated simply. "as for what we want from you, we want to make sure that you are not a danger to yourself or others. as i told you before. come on, i'll take you to a room." Ezequiel ordered, grabbing Nate's arm and leading him in a new direction. they walked for almost five minutes, taking several turns. the entire area seamed to be like a maze. they finally stopped and he was let into, well it was a room, literally. there was a bed, a recliner, a TV a mini fridge and a microwave and an attached bathroom. it looked like a Hotel Room.

"sit down a moment and catch your breath. try to calm down." Ezequiel ordered, grabbing a glass of water from the sink in the 'kitchen' area. he handed the glass to Nate and sat down where Nate hadn't sat, the bed or the chair and studied the human. "the thing is, Mister Nate. you have some sort of Preternatural Gift, Curse, or bloodline that we are as of yet unsure of." he explained. "if it is a gift, we don't have to worry much, those are almost always 'submissive' in nature. meaning they cause no damage to you or others. things like Mage sight, or energy compatibility makes you, for the most part, harmless in an agitated state. but if it is a Curse or a bloodline, then you could very easily become a danger. before now, your preternatural abilities where locked away because you had no encounter with our kind before. upon witnessing the battle earlier today, that was enough for your powers to be unlocked. over the course of the next few days, your powers will begin to manifest, and if it is a 'Dominant' ability, or an aggressive ability then your powers could easily grow completely out of control and you would then lose control of yourself. do you understand? once we have an understanding of your abilities, we will either let you go, or teach you how to control yourself and then let you go."
 
The more he saw, the more Nate was beginning to believe Ezequiel when he said this wasn't just a bad drug trip....that this was really happening. These....things....they were far too real for costumes....and this was far too elaborate for a practical joke...absolutely nobody would go this far on his account, or to this expense. But then....what was the alternative? That these....creatures....they were all real? That every fairy tale monster and supernatural movie creature was actually real and was living among regular humans? But how was that possible? He made no resistance against being led to the next room, letting Ezequiel pull him by the arm to what seemed to be a bedroom, then slowly sitting down on the bed, the anger on his face almost completely replaced with shock and confusion by this point. It was understandable of course, his entire world, everything he had ever believed...had just been turned upside down and inside out. It was something of a miracle that he was as coherent as he was.

"This....this can't be happening....it's just not possible...." He shook his head slowly, then took the glass, revealing how his hands were shaking a little before he went to take a sip, then take a deep breath. "A gift...? Yeah....this is sure one hell of a gift...." He looked up, his sarcasm seemingly returning a little, then again it was his coping mechanism. "Don't suppose I can get a refund on it can I?" He took another sip of his water. "Then...what...what do we do? How do we find out what this....gift is? What.....I am....?" He set the glass down slowly beside the bed, then reached up to rub his face. "Are there tests or something? Or do I just....sit here and wait for something to happen? While you....people...keep an eye on me?" He looked up to Ezequiel again.
 
Ezequiel was well aware of how the other was feeling. he himself had never gone through it, but he had helped hundreds, if not thousands of repressed adjust to their new powers and their new lives. it was a shock to find out that there was an entire world you hadn't realized was living right next to you. "it certainly is possible." he promised with a small, comforting smile. "there are a few options for you Nate, there's no need to panic like this. take a few more moments to calm down." he ordered gently. "and 'Gift' is just a classification." he admitted with a smile. "it helps us separate the different kinds of Preternatural so that we can better aid them when they need assistance with their powers." he admitted. "and i'm sorry, no refunds are available, we do have store credit though." he teased gently with a smile. he found the others sarcasm rather amusing if he was being honest with himself. "there are three ways in which we can find out what gift, curse, or bloodline that you have." he admitted holding up a finger.

"the first is the easiest. we draw some blood while you are in a meditative state. this is hard however, because the amount of blood we need to take in order to correctly identify the genomes could throw you into shock. the second is the easiest on you physically. we wait and let your powers come out on their own. it is a relatively painless process provided you remain mostly calm during the process. the third is the hardest, and most painful, but instead of two days to a week like the others take, it has immediate results. we pump you so full of Preternatural energy that your powers immidiatly exert themselves in self defense. it is a violent change and it will hurt a great deal for several minutes." he warned. "the choice is entirely up to you of course. though we will have to give you a health check for all three. if you have health problems, like heart issues or weak lungs, doing certain options could cause you irreparable damage." he admitted. "for example, if you have brain problems, we could not let you proceed naturally because your powers would take too slow to materialize and could cause brain ruptures. if you have heart problems we couldn't draw blood. you see?" he asked, blinking at the other. "so we have to get you to the health center before you choose an option. the doctor there will give you more details on each option, and the pros and cons of each one, to help you make the best decision for yourself."

"i have already set you up an appointment for in the morning so that you aren't trapped here any longer than you have to be. i know you are anxious to go back to your school and your life." Ezequiel admitted. "but i have to warn you right now, if you have a Curse, it could take weeks, to a month to get yourself under proper control. particularly if it is a mental based Curse." he admitted, blinking at the other. "now just for clarity, i will explain the difference between curses, gifts, and bloodlines." he promised. "gifts are the easiest to recover from, because they are very 'submissive' in nature. meaning that they are mostly harmless, and are fairly easy to control. things like the ability to see through Glamors, the ability to breath under water, the ability to shift parts of your body, empathetic abilities and the ability to read minds, things like that. Gifts are also called gifts, because you are not born with the ability. you are given them. sometimes from higher forces, sometimes from blessings, sometimes from witches or other magical folk capable of granting such things. sometimes simply growing up close to other Preternatural creatures can unlock parts of your mind that otherwise would have been hidden for your entire life." he explained.

"Curses are the same. you are not bitten by them. and they are very 'dominant' or aggressive. unleashing them during anger or stress can cause untold damages. becoming a werewolf or a vampire for example, is considered commingle cursed, because without a mentor to help you, you can go mad. some powers include telekinesis, elemental abilities, animal shape-shifting, necromancy, things of that nature are known as Curses because they have the potential to become very, very deadly for anyone involved. you can gain them in the same manner as Gifts."

"now Bloodlines are different. Bloodlines are considered 'neutral' both violent and calm depending on the will of the person with it. a bloodline is something that you are born with. for example, your mother, father, or both where preternatural. that means you as well would be born as a preternatural. being born with the ability, makes it the easiest to control and the easiest to command. because you already know how to do it subconsciously, like instincts. you can have a bloodline in anything, you could be an elf, a fey, a werewolf, a vampire. perhaps you only have certain traits like Mage sight or the ability to read minds. sometimes unique combinations of parents lead to singular capabilities. like summoning, the ability to change things around you. Bloodlines are the hardest to to pinpoint because there's really no way to tell what you're going to be able to do. but they are also the easiest to maintain provided you don't fight your abilities. one of those three classifications are what you are." he explained calmly as he watched Nate, seeing if he understood. "any questions? about anything at all."

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"....None of those three options sound particularly appealing....." Nate looked up and shook his head. "I don't have the patience for waiting, I'm not exactly a fan of needles to draw blood, and the pain option doesn't exactly sell itself now does it? Even so....if it's the fastest...." Nate frowned, rubbing his forehead as he thought over what Ezequiel had told him, the various options available to him, and then the explanations of just what he could possibly end up being.....not to mention how. "My parents? Well....it'd help if I knew who they were beyond complete deadbeat assholes. I got dumped off at an orphanage right after I was born, and not one of those cushy orphanages you see on TV either. This place was full of assholes and the kind of people who were just in there until they were old enough to end up in prison. My earliest memory is of getting my ass beaten, all thanks to whoever my parents were. So if they did pass something on to me...well....it'll be pretty much the only thing they ever gave me" Nate clearly wasn't fond of his parents, whoever they were.

"Come on, how could I be most of those things? How can I be an elf with no big long ears?" He poked at his own, very human looking, ears. "Or are you saying that if my 'elf blood' awakens then my ears will just suddenly get long? I don't understand any of this....." He sighed and rubbed his face. "I seriously don't get you people one bit.....nothing makes sense, you manage to hide in plain sight until I come along and suddenly see through it and.....ugh.....the sooner this is over and done with one way or the other the better....maybe I will just go with the painful option, at least then I'll know" He sat up and leaned back, looking up at the ceiling. "A visit to the health centre? Sounds good....can't even remember the last time I saw a doctor....no health insurance for bums like me after all" He rolled his eyes and sighed. "I guess it makes no difference....Gift, Curse or Bloodline....all that's going to matter is the end result. Whatever I am or whatever ability I have....just so long as it doesn't get too in the way. I'd seriously prefer not to go turning into a huge wolf every time there's a full moon.....and I really don't wanna end up with long ears that I have to cover up.....I look terrible in hats"
 
Ezequiel paused as he looked at Nate, frowning a little. "you do realize Nate... if you where born into this... your parents probobly died." he stated softly. "and the human's wouldn't have known any better than to leave you at an orphanage." he admitted simply. "depending on how old you are, you could very easily have been born during a time of war. a lot of the 'repressed' ended up in orphanages." he admitted softly. "granted if it's a curse... it's very likely that whoever cursed you killed your parents, or they abandoned you after you where gifted or cursed." he admitted softly before he grinned at the other.

"you humans and your fairy tales. the reason why you don't have any physical representations of bloodline, if you have one, is that every aspect of your preternatural abilities have been locked away. from genetic, to power. you could be an elf, and the reason why you don't have pointy ears is simply because your genetics are, at the time, fully human." he admitted simply. "think of it like being a caterpillar. you don't have any wings, but they are there, just locked away until you go into your Cocoon." he pointed out. "right now, you are in a Cocoon, you are developing. your genetics and powers are slowly coming free. and you won't have to worry about wearing hats. most of the Preternatural can do what is called a 'Glamor'. it is a high strength illusion that masks anything you don't want people to see. it's such a high powered illusion, that they could touch your ears, no matter the length, and still only feel nice round human ears. those that can't do Glamor's on their own, get Glamor Charms. which is a Glamor locked into a ring or a necklace of some sort."

"in any case there is a very important reason why no one knows that we exist." he admitted with a smile. "i'm sure you've heard of massive natural disasters, or large accidents. some of those, not many but some of them, is actually the battles of the preternatural spilling over into the humans." he admitted. "when a human get's caught up in a preternatural battle, or sees one of us, they have their memories replaced." he admitted. "had you simply been human, all you would have remembered of the entire incident was walking home before the street simply exploded. you would have woken up in the hospital, none the wiser that you had in fact just avoided being raped and eaten alive by man wolves." he admitted with a grin. "and werewolves don't change on the full moon." he stated with a shake of his head. "a lot of the Preternatural 'clans' are very unhappy that we have to hide from what they see as prey. so the SDTF's main job is to protect human's from the 'renegades'. or the 'Shadow Fey'. those that eat, torment, torture, take advantage of, and just all around piss on humans in general." he admitted. "does that answer the last of your questions?"
 
"Maybe they did die....or maybe they really were just deadbeats whether they were human or not" It seemed that without some proof to the contrary, years of believing his parents really had just abandoned him out of convenience wouldn't be swayed from Nate's mind. "Depending on how old I am? I'm 20. I was left at an orphanage as a baby and grew up there. I don't recall a lot of huge wars going on in this country in the last 20 years from history class either. Or are you saying there was some secret 'Prenatural-war' going on that neither I nor anybody else, even the government, had any idea about?" Nate still had trouble believing the government knew nothing about any of this....in his opinion it was more likely that Ezequiel and his people simply didn't know the government were aware...after all...the government knew pretty much everything right? Whether you wanted them to know it or not...

"My genetics were locked away? I'm not entirely sure how that would work....." He raised an eyebrow, then sighed and shook his head. "I guess it's 'magic' or something huh?" As odd as it sounded, magic would probably help a lot of this actually make some kind of sense. "Or are you saying that if I got 'unlocked' then my DNA would mutate or something back into what it's 'supposed' to be? Ugh....this is all getting so confusing....this is why I didn't ever want to go into science....everything's just such a headache. Too many ifs, buts and maybes....." He sighed again, rubbing his face and looking up. "Well clearly these glamours aren't as fool-proof as you're making out. You said yourself I saw right through them and I wasn't even trying or doing anything special...."

"....Wait...you're saying there are natural disasters out there that were actually fights between you people...? How in the hell is it possible that your battles could be so intense they'd cause that kind of devastation...? Just what the hell are you people capable of?" Nate was starting to feel some of his earlier fear coming back....what kind of power did these creatures wield that a battle had to be covered up with the story of a natural disaster? Some of the most destructive events that ever happened.
".....Can we not focus so much on the whole rape thing? It keeps putting images of some giant hairy animal....doing things to me...." He shivered slightly at the thought of a 12 foot tall werewolf pinning him down and taking him from behind....or a female one holding him to the ground while it rode him.....though as a natural defence his mind seemed to twist the image into something more willing.....wait...why was he not entirely put off by those thoughts? He quickly scowled inwardly and looked away, folding his arms as an act of anger and defiance at himself and his own mind.
"So you and your group protects regular people? Well....sounds noble enough I suppose....though what do you get out of it? I mean do you get paid or anything? Even prenaturals must need money in the modern world right? You must have lives outside of work sometimes after all, nobody can work 24/7"
 
"there is really no way of knowing i suppose, though i could have a few of our 'diggers' look into it if you would like?" he offered, his head tilted. "they find people for lack of a better explanation. they are like a private investigator, only specialized. they find a single person, and every single bit of information they can about them. it makes hunting dangerous people easier." he admitted before smiling a little. "you wouldn't know about our wars from your history classes." he explained before he paused and studied the other. "i can make this easier i think." he admitted picking up the glass of water and grabbing a piece of cardboard. "now. the water is your genetics. and this piece of cardboard is your surroundings." he explained. "until recently, you only had human's around you, thus naturally your genetics stored themselves away so that they would not affect you. it's a survival technique." he explained, flipping the glass upside down, the cardboard clinging to the glass. "see? because the only thing around you is humans, your body remains humans. but when you came across the preternatural..." he used a pencil to punch a hole in the cardboard, and water began to drip out. "this is you right now. it's slowly, carefully changing your body. Human's have this too occasionally, only for them it's deadly. they call it cancer." he explained. "now, the process in which you chose, does this." and with that. he let go of the cardboard, and all the water gushed out. "Makes sense?"

"yes, some of the massive Natural disasters, like Hurricane Katrina, where in fact us." he admitted. "but that was not a normal battle... that was a War." he admitted. "Katrina was actually a massive war, fighting for the space there. it was a stupid battle that destroyed everything, but when the Wind and Water elemental get it into their heads to fight... there's really no stopping them." he admitted with a scowl. "the situation was only made worse, when other creatures joined the fight. " he paused watching the other trying to figure that out. "for Humans, wars last years. for Preternatural beings? Wars last days, or weeks. so while the destruction is much worse, it lasts less." he explained. "it is very easy to hide what happens in 'our world' because the battles and wars usually mimic things that happen to human's anyway. things like hurricanes, faulty groundwork, and even gas main explosions. it was a lot harder to hide our activities five hundred, or even one hundred years ago." he admitted. "which is why it is so easy to hide from humans as well. you have grown up knowing us only as myth and fairy tale. your minds immidiatly skip over such an answer and leap to the 'more convincing' answer such as terrorists." he admitted with a smile. "granted... we've never used that excuse, ever. we're here to STOP fighting, not start human wars."

he smiled a little. "sorry about that. living as long as we do, many Preternatural species are sort of... fixated, with sex." he admitted rather sheepishly. "pleasure in general really." he admitted with a shrug of his shoulder. "and we do get paid. the SDTF owns very large companies. the money that those companies make are given to the SDTF to buy food, weapons, and clothing. though what we can, we make, or grow on our own." he explained. "many SDTF members, work in vast corporations as their duty to the SDTF. many bad, evil, or without morale creatures will prey on higher businesses, twisting the minds of bosses, Ceo's, and other such things. it's like being under cover. and of course almost half of the supermodels, actors, and other various 'pretties' are actually Preternatural. they tend to donate their money to us too though not all of them. you also have to understand, we have been around for a very, very long time. some of us was on the very same boat that 'discovered' America." he admitted with a small smile. "we've been collecting, storing, and saving treasure, gold, and other such things for millennial. we don't have to worry about running out of money. provided the people who spend it don't buy mink coats every day." he admitted simply. "some of those people who make astonishing discoveries worth millions of dollars? they where the ones who put that 'astonishing' discovery there in the first place."
 
Well....the explanation made some sense at least....Nate was finally starting to get it. Whatever ability or difference he had was locked away until now.....in some part of him that was probably unperceivable to regular medicine, but now it was beginning to leak out and gradually change him, but only in very slight ways. What Ezequiel wanted to do was to accelerate that change so it would be completed either much faster, or immediately.....Nate was still leaning towards immediately despite the warning it would be painful. He just wanted to know....one way or another....just what he was. "Look into my parents...? Well......no.....no not right now at least.....let's face it there's enough changes going on in my life right now as it is without throwing that Pandora's box into the mix....I've gone this long without knowing anything, another few weeks or months isn't going to make any difference is it?" He shook his head slowly, only looking up when Ezequiel began explaining about the natural disasters.

"That was.....how in the hell does.....that's just insane. There are beings with that kind of power...? It's amazing the human race has even survived this long when there are things like that running around..." Then again if there was one thing humans were good at, besides killing each other anyway, it was beating the odds and not just surviving, but prospering. Human history was littered with events that, by all rights should've done them in or brought them past the point of no return....yet somehow humanity prevailed and lived on to grow, though not always necessarily learn too much in the process.

"Feh...like they're the only ones fixated with sex. Humans are no different in that regard, so I guess there's that much in common from the looks of things. Look at just about anybody, they're probably obsessed with their own pleasure in some way or another, or at the very least certainly would be if they had the power to achieve it" Nate rolled his eyes, though he had to admit....if he had that kind of power, it would be hard to resist the urge to indulge his more carnal needs on a more regular basis. He wouldn't force himself upon someone, but he got the feeling that among those in power it was rather easier to not need to force someone if you didn't want to, some would just find pleasure in the act of forcing itself.
"Well....actually now you say it out loud....kind of makes sense. After all, some of these CEOs.....no way they could be that slimy and still human" He smirked slightly, then laughed softly to himself. "Well if they could afford to buy mink coats every day it sure as hell sounds like my kind of job. Penthouse apartment, fancy sports car......yeah I could see myself living like that...." Nate couldn't help a slight grin. "Hey if it turns out I'm just some regular human you could always pay me off for my silence rather than all the trouble of trying to erase my memories, I sure wouldn't argue" He looked up at Ezequiel, still grinning. At least he seemed to have calmed down now, certainly beginning to accept his situation at least. "So, when can we get this medical out of the way so we can start looking into this....releasing whatever ability I have thing?"
 
Ezequiel nodded, glad that the other was finally understanding. it was a hard process to explain, especially when he himself didn't fully understand how the Genes went into dormancy and the like. but the doctors understood it and he understood the process so that was all that mattered. "very well. i won't bother with it at the moment then. if you change your mind, by all means let me know." he promised the other with a small smile. "and i doubt knowing who your parents are, or where is going to make much of an impact in your life... unless you where kidnapped but i doubt it." he admitted. "not much can overcome an overly protective mother." he admitted with a small chuckle before blinking at the other. "you have to remember, int he 'Katrina' indecent, there were well over a thousand separate creatures fighting one another. the Water and Wind elemental are generally harmless when on their own, but the more that gather into one place, the more disastrous the results. like whirlpools, tidal waves, twisters, and the like. some of the earthquakes are Earth elemental all gathering into one place and having temper tantrums, the idiotic childish brutes." he grumbled.

"well, i suppose you raise a good point, humans are pretty obsessed with pleasure too. though they don't seam to be able to handle it as well as the Preternatural do... granted... we have a lot stronger stuff than what humans do, so it could be a lack of ability to get back up once we're drugged out of our minds with Alcohol or drugs.." he mused, looking rather, well... amused. "remind me to introduce you to Summerdew at some point." he smiled a little. "yes some of the more... vile CEO are actually Demons." he admitted with a smile. "and some are being possesed by them. we try to limit their activities but sometimes things do get out of hand." he admitted with a sigh. "it's about as easy as keeping a squirrel hyped up on Coffee in a single tree." he grumbled before he chuckled a little. "i don't think you'll be paid THAT well if you join the S.D.T.F but you will never have to worry about your T.V breaking either." he admitted simply. "well, if your eager for it, we can take you to the medical area now." he offered. "i had thought you would be tired after the day you've had, but your almost a hyper squirrel yourself!" he admitted as he stood up and brushed himself off. "come on then." he stated calmly, leading the way out of the room, which now had Nate's name on the front. "this will always be your room while you stay here." Ezequiel explained. "remind me to get you a map or something, this place can be a bit of a maze."

that said he led the way down the hallways, through twists, turns and wild stairs and stepped into a crisp white room where a woman with a leather shirt was tending to a man who looked like he'd been shoved into a meat grinder and spat back out. "ah, Silvermist... Anthony annoyed Bartimus again did he?" "NO!" the man complained. "i did no such thing! all i did was call him a smelly ape!" "..." Ezequiel sighed a little and shook his head. "Silvermist this is Nate. he's the repressed. he's anxious to get back home." the woman nodded and turned, revealing cat like eyes and stripes on her neck. "ah yes. come this way please. take off your clothes and get into this gown." "Hey! i'm bleeding here!" the other man complained, yelping when Ezequiel leered at him. "i'm not bleeding! i'm not bleeding!" and with that the man was racing out of the room, Ezequiel snickering. Silvermist was snickering too. "that was out resident loudmouth i'm afraid." Silvermist explained. "he never shuts up, complains about everything, picks fights, and is of very little use to anyone except as a punching bag." Silvermist admitted as she started running through the average physical.
 
"Temper tantrums? Geez....if that's a tantrum then I'd hate to see what these Earth elementals can do if they ever got seriously pissed off...." Nate shook his head slowly, then stood to follow Ezequiel out of the room, kind of glad to be up and moving around again. Nate didn't particularly enjoy just sitting and doing nothing. That had been all there was to do around the orphanage, nothing, so he'd always looked for any excuse to get up and do something....a habit that had carried with him ever since. "So even Prenaturals get affected by drugs and alcohol huh? I'll keep that in mind....though I get the feeling it takes a lot more for some of you to start feeling the effects...." He glanced back at the door, noting his name on it....that hadn't been there before...someone must have come and put that up awfully quickly....and clearly they were expecting him to be here for a while one way or another if they were going to the trouble of putting his actual name on the door.

"Summerdew? Who or what is Summerdew...? And why do you want to introduce me to them?" Nate raised an eyebrow curiously. Why had that name been mentioned right after talk of sex, drugs and alcohol...? Some kind of resident party animal? Though in this place that phrase could mean something rather more literal than the intended sense...
The trip to the medical area was surprisingly quiet, they didn't pass anybody on the way there, something that Nate was silently thankful for. He was still getting used to these people after all, so he didn't want to start freaking out everytime one of them passed him in the corridor....if anything one might take offence and decide to do something about it. When they arrived though he wasn't exactly met with a pleasant sight....a rather badly injured man...though it seemed that the injuries looked worse than they were from the way the man was acting, somewhat more energetic than someone in that kind of condition had any real right being.
"Ah, hello Silvermist" Nate found the name rather unusual...but then he supposed his name was just as unusual to her. As she turned he began to notice what was different about her, her eyes the most striking feature, attention being drawn to them immediately....like those of a cat....could she be some kind of cat person? She didn't seem to have the ears or tail like he would've imagined....but those eyes....definitely no mistaking them.

"Hm? Oh, right" He took the robe, glancing around for a screen and then moving to slip behind. He wasn't particularly shy about his body but these people were still strangers....and Nate wasn't in the habit of just stripping down for the world to see....unlike the snake woman from earlier who had seemed only too eager to show herself off even when told that Nate could see through her illusion. It didn't take long for Nate to change, emerging to find the man from before dashing from the room, sounding almost panicked....but he ignored it for now, it was none of his business after all. "Well then doc, just tell me what you need me to do" He stood and held his arms out to the side, letting her run whatever tests she seemed to feel were necessary.
 
he snorted a little. "Earth Elemental don't get 'pissed' as you say." he stated simply. "they do not have the physical capabilities of becoming anything stronger than mildly annoyed. something about brains and hormones and crap i just don't understand." he grumbled with a shake of his head. "those 'temper Tantrums' have happened only three times in human history... as far as we know." he admitted simply. "so it's generally very safe to be around them." he admitted. "and of course we are affected. anything can get drunk, it just takes a great deal more... potency to affect us." he admitted with a smile before smirking. "Summerdew, is a type of Fey wine. the Unseelie Sidhe invented it. it's simply delicious, and powerful enough to knock a T-rex on it's ass." he admitted with a laugh. "Summerdew is th most common alcoholic substance the Preternatural have at their availability in various potency... much like human wine, Summerdew can be no more potent than a human beer, or so strong it only takes a single sip to make a human plastered. there are others as well, but Summerdew is the most common." he admitted.

Silvermist smiled a little as she was greeted and she chuckled a little. "hello young man." she stated simply offering him a smile. "welcome to the 'world of wonder'." she said that rather sarcastically and Ezequiel snickered a little. they waited for him to get changed and Silvermist instructed him to sit down on a typical doctors bed, humming as she flexed his arms and legs, testing each and every joint before jotting something down on her clipboard. she tested his reflexes, looked in his ears, nose, eyes, and mouth with an intensity that was almost frightening. she listened to his heart, lungs and stomach and finally took a spit, skin and blood sample before she made him lay down inside of a large 'tube' that was reminiscent of a cat scan, only bigger. "alright, you can get dressed." she stated suddenly after she had examined his head, as if she was checking to make sure he didn't have any lice. she was running through her clipboard while Ezequiel read through a magazine. "now then, your ligaments, muscles, and joints are very healthy, so using the 'force' method to find out what you are won't be an issue." she promised. "your heart. lungs, and brain are also healthy. you have no diseases, which is good. it means that the process is already going well. the Preturnatural are always very healthy. and your 'new' blood will kill any hint of human disease, including the sexually transmitted ones." she explained.

"now to the more interesting part. the procedure itself that you have chosen." she admitted. "it takes the least amount of time, yes, but it is also incredibly painful. you need to understand just how painful." she warned as she studied him. "in essence, we are flooding your body, and forcing it to change all at once. what would have been nothing more painful than growing pains, will become so painful it's as if you've been set aflame." she warned. "your body will undergo severe changes, and many of your muscles, and even your tendons may tear, break, or strain." she stated. "the process itself only lasts ten minutes, but afterwords, you won't even be able to move from anywhere from two, to five days." which was still shorter than the two to three months he'd have to wait for his body to do it naturally. or the two weeks to wait for the blood test. "you don't have to worry about dying during the procedure however, as your body is very strong right now. and after the procedure your natural healing abilities will kick in and heal yourself. it takes a while, not as long as humans, but the pain will last several days." she warned. "and we won't be able to use a lot of painkillers on you. that being said, do you still want to go through with it?"
 
So Summerdew was a drink? With some of the names he'd heard around here Nate was half expecting Summerdew to be a person of some description. He got the feeling he was going to hear much stranger names in the near future. Still, from the sounds of it this was strong stuff...well...that or Ezequiel was absolutely hopeless at holding his booze and was just trying to make an incredibly weak drink sound insanely strong to spare himself embarrassment....

Nate stood almost boredly through most of the physical, it was all rather mundane really besides the person actually giving it. Still, the way she was examining him so closely....when she was looking into his eyes it almost felt like she was staring into his very soul rather than just looking for anything up with his eyes themselves....it did make him just ever so slightly uncomfortable in all honesty. When the time came for him to get in the large medical scanner he was almost somewhat relieved to be away from the scrutinising woman who had seemed to be making it her temporary mission to find even the tiniest imperfection with his body. The finally it was over, the young man standing and going back behind the screen to retrieve his clothes and get dressed before going to take a seat.
He was somewhat relieved to hear her read off a checklist of how healthy he was...this had been his first real medical checkup so any long term illnesses would've been completely unknown to him...though from the sounds of it any he did have would've been taken care of regardless. "Feh...sexually transmitted ones huh? Not much chance of that...." Nate grumbled and folded his arms.

"I don't think however much you explain it to me I'm going to be able to imagine how painful this is....I've never exactly been in a huge amount of pain so it's not like I have much of a comparison to draw from at all. Still....if it gets thing over with sooner.....then I'll go for it. I'd rather just...get it over and done with in one fell swoop. Besides, I get the feeling that if I choose one of the slower methods you'll keep me cooped up down here for weeks or months right? Do you have any idea how insanely bored I would get being stuck hanging around like that doing nothing?" He looked back up, staring Silvermist right in the eye. "Yes, I want to go with this force method. If you need me to sign some stupid consent form then bring it out. Otherwise, let's get on with it" He ran a hand through his hair. "I've got an assignment due at the end of the week after all, so I'm gonna pull through this in just one day"
 
Ezequiel knew exactly how the younger man felt under the tender, or rather, unmerciful attentions of the healer/doctor. Silvermist could see things that no one else could with those special eyes of hers, and it always made it feel as if your very soul was being stripped down and looked at bit by bit. Ezequiel just hated it. ".... virgin?" Ezequiel asked, looking almost stunned. no one he had ever been around had ever been a virgin save children. most immortal beings lost their virginity as soon as they where physically capable of sex, simply because it was something that they enjoyed. as far as he knew, humans where very much similar, though they had sex simply because their life cycles where so short and they had to start breeding as quickly as possible. he shrugged the thought off and pondered the other man for a long moment before he nodded. "i'll take you back to your room then. it will take about an hour to get everything set up." he stated calmly. "depending on your bloodline you might be down here for weeks or months just to get control anyway." he admitted softly. "we don't have consent forms... it's not like you can sue us anyway." he pointed out, looking amused. "and if it doesn't work it won't matter because you'll be dead." he shrugged. "not that such a thing has ever happened but once or twice that i can ever recall." he admitted as he led the way back to the room and motioned to the shower.

"You will need to wash, scrub yourself till you're pink. the cleaner you are the easier it will be." he stated simply. "once you have finished getting as clean as you can possibly get, rinse off with the bucket of the blue water in there.... just upend it over you're head and then let yourself air dry as much as possible." he ordered before glancing him over. "you'll need to be as nude as possible so don't bother getting dressed, put on a pair of undies and maybe a pair of pants. you'll have to strip down to the nude once the process starts anyway." he admitted simply before he left. he was back an hour and a half later, and handed the other a long flowing cloak that would keep him completely hidden from view. once the other was 'dressed' he led the way down... way down... into what looked like a massive Ballroom. there where four people with large paintbrushes carefully painting long lines. a black pentacle made up the floor, lines upon lines of some ancient runic writing followed each line of the five point star and the circle surrounding it. Ezequiel carefully removed the cloak from the human and ordered him to get naked and to not step on the lines, any lines. Nate was laid out flat right in the middle of everything, and then he too was covered in lines, runes, and strange symbols in circles that Ezequiel explained was his 'power placements'. the forehead, the chest, and the belly each had a symbol painted on, and apparently that was where the energy would be focused, and where it would hurt the most.

the five people took their places at the point of the star, and one of them, a large man with Ram horns and a long serpent like tail looked at him. "Are you ready?" his voice was so deep it made Nate's chest vibrate. they waited for a response and then, with the ok, they began. power flared, and then struck the lines of the 'circle' following the long black lines before the seeped into the Rune's which crawled along the floor like snakes and circled around the symbol's painted on Nate's body. it felt warm, and weird, like there was something crawling along his skin, but he couldn't move. and then the pain started. it was like he was being burned alive, every single nerve was alight with agony as his body twisted and shifted and stretched. he wouldn't be able to see what was happening, he would have been blind with pain, if he hadn't passed out from it already. as quickly as it had started, it finished, the pain ended, and he was left completely unable to feel anything, or even to move. "It is done. you're body will continue to change through the night. in the morning, we will know what you are. rest now, young one." the man with the ram horns and tail ordered softly as Ezequiel stepped out from where he had been standing out of the way, and carefully picked Nate up in a rather intimate bridal style, and took him back to his room, gently laying him down, washing the paint off of him, and then covering him with the blankets before turning out the lights and leaving Nate to sleep.
 
Nate listened to the instructions carefully, nodding as Ezequiel left, then looking back to the shower. "Well then....let's get this started shall we...?" He turned on the water, stepping in to clean himself thoroughly at first, but then started scrubbing himself as instructed, even when it began to hurt he kept scrubbing every part of him that he could reach, using a back washer to get to the parts that he couldn't. Eventually he really was starting to turn pink from the scrubbing, but he kept going until it was starting to become painful simply to stand under the water, finally turning the tap off and looking down at the blue liquid, picking up the bucket and closing his eyes before upending it over his head as instructed, shivering. "Geez....that stuff is freaking freezing.....what're they trying to do, give me the flu?" He grumbled, then went to pull on his underwear, then just grabbed the cloak rather than his pants as well. Might as well make things as simple as possible right?

He followed silently to the chamber where the others were waiting, glancing around at the very strange runes and symbols that were dotted all over the place....he had no idea what they were or where they originated from....though Nate was certain that an archaeologist would have the time of their life in this room.
Without question Nate removed his underwear and lay himself down where instructed, taking care not to break the lines before resting on his back, just relaxing in order to keep himself still, trying not to laugh as he was drawn on, the application of the lines starting to tickle.

In all truth, Nate had been certain the pain wasn't going to be anywhere near as bad as Ezequiel had warned. It was just big talk, maybe a hazing ritual meant to freak him out....something they could laugh about afterwards as Ezequiel would insist Nate had fallen for his prank whilst Nate denied it and said he knew all along......that false sense in the back of his mind perhaps only made the pain even worse since he wasn't totally prepared for it.
As soon as the pain hit him Nate found himself screaming, a bloodcurdling scream of pain, every nerve in his body lit up, his very soul feeling like it was on fire. Virtually immediately Nate was silently begging for the pain to render him unconscious....but if anything he was getting more and more awake as the energy poured into him. The pain was so bad that Nate honestly didn't realise when it was over, he simply lay there, eyes and mouth wide open, his body twitching occasionally. He was fully conscious....but clearly not all that aware of what was happening. He didn't even notice he had been picked up, nor carried back to his room and lay down on the bed. It wasn't until the lights were out that Nate's nervous system seemed to 'reset' itself, finally registering that the pain was over....and then suddenly all the mental fatigue of the day hit him at once, Nate falling unconscious within seconds.
 
Ezequiel was certain that Nate wasn't fully aware of the level of pain that he was going to go through, but there was nothing to be done about it now. Nate would know soon enough, and he had asked for it. there was simply nothing to be done about it. the poor boy was already screaming, and screaming loud. part of him wanted to call the process to an end, but doing that would only make everything worse. this process had never been stopped halfway before, and to stop now could easily mean death, or worse. so he had to listen to the screaming, and wonder why he cared so much about this person. it was strange, he'd never been so focused on a single person before, but there was something... special, somehow, about Nate. something about the boy called to Ezequiel, something about his personality, or his smell? Ezequiel didn't know, but did it really matter? it wasn't like he was very good at the whole 'people' thing. he signed when the screaming finally stopped, he knew better than to think that Nathan was coherent though. so he gathered the other into his arms and took him to bed. he wondered how the other would look in the morning. already Nate's scent was changing, slowly fading from the human scent, to something other. in the morning, they would know, he had all night to change, and it would hurt too... though Nate wouldn't feel it at all, he was completely asleep, and would stay that way until the metamorphosis was complete.

so the next day, Ezequiel returned with a full breakfast. Nate would be starving, completely starving after his full body transformation. every single cell in Nate's body had been changed, that took a LOT of energy, and he was going to feel very sluggish and sore until he replaced that energy. which meant big meals and a lot of energy drinks. Nate would be back to his normal energy levels by breakfast the next morning so long as the boy ate and drank everything that he was given. Ezequiel smiled a little as he set the tray of food down on the table next tot he others bed and then gently shook the others shoulder, a little bit annoyed that he was completely hidden by the blankets. even his head. meaning that Ezequiel couldn't see what Nate had become, even the boy's smell was hidden within the folds of cloth, so Ezequiel was going to be just as shocked as Nathan was. "Nate. Nathan, wake up. the Transformation is complete. don't you want to see what you've become? sit up slowly though, you're probobly going to be in a lot of pain yet." he warned, helping Nate to sit up and blinking as he studied the other, his head cocked to the side. well he certainly hadn't expected that. "go look in the mirror."

(ugh, short post is short.)
 
".....I can't sit up..." Nate's voice was muffled under the blanket that had been pulled over his head, his voice still seemingly quite tired. "....I don't think I can move right now...feel so drained..." As the blanket was pulled back his eyes were still closed. It wasn't until Ezequiel sat him up that Nate finally began to find some strength and energy, enough to begin slowly opening his eyes ever so slightly. At first it was barely a squint, but bit by bit Nate was able to open his eyes, blinking a few times to clear them and reveal his now red eyes, though he didn't notice not having a mirror. "I....don't feel all that different. Except for being so tired..." He looked down at the tray of food and licked his lips, though his arm simply twitched a little rather than actually moving. "I don't believe this....I can't even lift my arm to start eating..."

He sighed slightly, attempting to shake his head but he lacked the strength to do even that much. "Ugh...can't even do that either...great..." He moved his eyes a little to look at Ezequiel. He couldn't believe he was about to ask this....but it was that or sit there hungry and only get worse. "Before I go look in the mirror, can you feed me some of that food? I seriously don't have the strength to even lift my arms right now, let alone get up to go look at anything..." He took a sniff of the food and licked his lips. "It does smell good though that's for sure....definitely gonna clear that plate I think....and please tell me there's more, no way a single plate is gonna be enough for me right now"
 
Ezequiel chuckled a little. "oh right, i'm sorry i forgot." he muttered. "i have some pain killers here for you, that will help with the aches and pains." he promised. "and some energy drinks, i need you to drink them all alright?" he ordered as he carefully helped the boy sit up. like most Vampires, all of Nate's human... flaws, had been smoothed out, and he was simply ethereal, so beautiful. "no you won't feel much different." Ezequiel admitted as he shook his head. "you'll be exceptionally tired for a few days. after that we'll work on controlling your powers and... urges." he promised with a small smile. "you should be out of here in a matter of a week, or two. it looks like you where born this way, so managing yourself will be much easier. one, or both of you're parents where Vampires." he admitted, wondering how he'd take that news. "and it looks like you have a bit of 'upper crust' in your blood too. you know, lords and ladies. nobility of a sort." he admitted. "can't be sure, but it doesn't really matter anyway. not unless you're in line for the Blood throne..." Ezequiel admitted simply before he chuckled.

"Energy drinks first." he ordered, holding a glass up to Nathan's mouth. there was a straw in it though, so Nate didn't have to worry about being drowned from drinking from the cup. there where only two glasses though, and they tasted like fruit, so it probobly wasn't hard to suck them down. with every gulp, he felt a little bit better. he probobly wouldn't be able to move, but at least he'd be able to chew without issue. then came the food. four eggs, a pile of hash-browns, fourteen slices of bacon, five sausage patties, and two golden Waffles. "still hungry?" Ezequiel asked as a knock sounded on the door and a small woman came in with another tray of food. this was set down and the woman bowed before leaving and Ezequiel stuffed Nate full of food. Nate was allowed to eat until he couldn't eat anymore, and only then did the man send the trays away. "now then, let's get you out of bed for a little bit." Ezequiel stated, well aware that the other wouldn't be able to walk on such shaky legs, so he just carried him into the bathroom and gently settled him onto the toilet so he could study himself int he full body mirror that Ezequiel pulled from the other side of the wall and moved over to Nate. "we're going to have to add some blood to you're diet." Ezequiel admitted.

"it's not hard to get at all. blood i mean. the members of the SDTF who can be 'fed on' donate every week or so. so there is always plenty of blood. and we'll send you monthly cases of it when you go back to you're home..." why did Ezequiel sound sad about that? "Preternatural blood isn't like human blood. you'll be able to keep it in you're refrigerator for up to two months without it going bad." he admitted. "so you won't have to worry about The Thirst." he admitted with a nod. "you'll have to tell me if you start to feel thirsty, you'll know it when you feel it. it will be like a... oh how did Dracos explain it?... like something thick is in your throat that you can't swallow. i think he said..." Ezequiel muttered, frowning a little, his head tilted. "yes i think that's how he explained it. of course it might be different for him, since he's only half vampire, i don't really know..."
 
"I kinda figured the exceptionally tired part..." Nate smiled slightly, trying again to move, though it was no use. He simply couldn't move no matter how he tried. Fortunately, Ezequiel was willing to help him, Nate rather limp as the other man helped him to drink down the energy drinks. He gulped them down like he hadn't drank anything for days, the cool drink so refreshing, the taste so much more intense than anything Nate remembered these drinks being...as if his taste buds were so much more sensitive, could detect subtle tastes that he never could have before. "Whoa..." He eagerly licked his lips once the drinks were done, he even felt better. Not quite back to normal, but he didn't feel quite so tired at the very least. "So....you say I'm a Vampire then huh? Could be worse I suppose....at least this way I get to keep my dashing good looks...." He managed a slight grin, about the most movement he really felt capable of right now. "Blood throne? I don't know what that is and I don't particularly care in all honesty. Sounds more trouble than it's worth"

When the food came, Nate eagerly ate it, barely chewing before swallowing. Despite the amount of food, Nate didn't feel like he was eating too much, if anything he still felt somewhat hungry afterwards. Before he could even respond to Exequiel's question, more food was brought in, which Nate eagerly wolfed down. It took another two tray fulls to be brought in before Nate finally felt full, relaxing back a little. Every bite had tasted incredible....unlike what he thought it should have tasted like...it was....better. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.
"Ah...right...." Nate tried to nod, his head moving only slightly before he was pulled up, moved towards the bathroom and allowed to examine his reflection. He looked....different....but still the same. His overall appearance hadn't changed much, but he seemed to give off an...aura....of sereness, beauty...even Nate found himself incredibly attractive simply from looking at his own reflection.
"Blood? Makes sense I suppose.....though I can't say I'm looking forward to it...." It was only natural, Nate was used to being human after all....drinking blood was going to take some time to get used to.

"So...it comes in packs or something huh? Heh....guess I can even drink it through a straw..." He chuckled lightly, his body continuing to feel a little bit better. "Beats having to suck it out of peoples necks at least. That...would definitely be weird" He shivered slightly at the thought. "Well...right now I feel alright...just tired still. Ugh...damnit I refuse to be just sat here like this" He frowned, then started trying to move again, his fingers twitching a little. "No way I'm going to be an invalid for the better part of a week. I said I'd get through this in one day and I will"
 
Ezequiel chuckled a little and shook his head. "you'll only be tired for a while." he promised. "you pulled a lot of muscles as well, which is why you can't move much. the pain is gone, but your muscles have to recover a bit. it shouldn't take long." he promised. "yes a Vampire by blood. no pun intended of course. and it could have been a lot worse indeed. you might have become a Chimera." he teased with a grin. "or a Centaur, or a merman, and then how would you get laid?" he asked playfully before chuckling. "dashing indeed." he agreed as he helped the other stuff himself silly. "the Blood Throne is the name for the seat of the highest power within the Vampire ranks. the Vampire High Marquise is the equivalent of a King in human terms. what the high Marquise sitting on the Blood Throne says, is done." he admitted. "there are anywhere from one, to five High Marquise at one time, but only one can hold the Blood Throne. the most powerful Vampire always gets the throne." he explained. "it's not something you have to worry about right now. unless you move to the Blood Realms you won't fall under the Blood Throne authority." he admitted simply. "in any case, don't worry about drinking blood. your body is hardwired t enjoy it. most of the preternatural are. blood, while not necessary for must of us, is a very tasty energy booster for many of us." he admitted with a small chuckle. "Preternatural blood is better than human blood is anyway, though there are those that just like the taste of human more." he admitted with a shake of his head.

"and yes, you can drink it through a straw. most poor it into a glass and microwave it until it's warm and drink it that way, but you'll have to find a way that makes you less freaked out." he admitted with a smile. "and most vampires don't go for the neck. not unless they want to kill the human in question. it's best to take blood from a location that doesn't have a main artery or you might accidentally suck the human dry, or leave them to bleed out when you make your escape. the upper arm is where most people drink from if they have to." he admitted simply. "you will probobly need to get some blood into you fairly soon. would you like to try taking it from the vein or do you want me to get you the blood packet?" he asked his head tilted a little. "and you won't be an invalid for a week, just a few days. the rest of the week will be making sure you have control of yourself. if you go into a rage every time you smell blood, that would be very bad." he pointed out. "i'm going to carry you back to the bed alright?" he stated, carefully taking Nate back to bed and examining him. "we'll have to work on your mental activities too. all Vampires have special mind bending tricks that they can use on humans. sometimes it's to inflict fear, or passion, or lust. it depends on your own personality i think. most Preternatural are immune to a Vampire's 'mind tricks' but if you let off the wrong emotion at the wrong time in front of humans you could be attacked, or raped." he warned. "the sooner you get control of that power, the more safe you will be when you get back home... oh and i sent a letter to your school. i'll be sending someone to pick up your school work and assignments so you won't fall behind."
 
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