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[h2][u][b]Part I: Hunter or Hunted?[/b][/u][/h2]
[b]Location: [i]Outside Holly's Apartment[/i]
Time: [i]3:00AM[/i][/b]
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[hider=Starring, Caelum Deziven]
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"The fucker found another one tonight..." Caelum said under his breath. He had been hunting a minor Wendigo for a few days now, and analyzing it's behavior, interactions, and movements. Tonight, was the night he'd "tag and bag" the little mystery delight, after all a Wendigo was big pay in his organization, officially it is called the Maestri Foundation, known for its non-for-profit characteristics. Unofficially, it is an organization of members who each herald powers of a lineage long lost to the books of history and time. Caelum is a member of the Maestri Foundation and quite a significant one, but not one the public would recognize. He is considered the eyes, ears, and hands of the organization with his official title as "Ambassador", unofficially it is "Champion". Caelum has dark skin, dreads, and an eye patch covering his left eye which he lost during an operation. He naturally stands at 6'3", weighing about 193lbs of primarily lean muscle, displaying more of an athletic build which can be attributed to his line of work. The eye patch he is equipped with is named the EI-5 and is in fact fused with the optic nerve after losing his biological eye. 

Caelum perched himself on top of the roof of an adjacent building. He was squatted below his average height as to keep himself hidden by the back drop of the night sky. His enhanced eye (eye patch) flipped between night vision with its green overtone and infrared. The Wendigo gave off a low heat signature but its movements could still be seen as it moved throughout the building. Especially in comparison to the other more vivid heat signatures which outlined what could be assumed as humans. Caelum's eye followed closely, zooming in slightly as his fixation on its position was becoming easier and easier, this meant it was slowing down, approaching its next chosen prey. Caleum's plan was to let the "thing" feed, and as it left, to ambush it from above. Anything with mass after a good feeding meant it was bound to move a little slower as it digested new energy. 


Caelum watched as it slithered throughout the maze of rooms and came up behind a much smaller figure, presumably a female based on the size and frame of what heat she was giving off. The Wendigo began its attack, and an entire battle ensued from a neighbor helping to a vampire killing Caelum's mark. It was quite a disappointment, but it was definitely the right decision to stay back and wait. If nothing more, it was a good show to be a spectator of. After the dust settled, the neighbor pulled the female to another spot and what came next was a huge reading of energy or light flowing from his body into her's. The range continued to increase before shutting down completely and his body fell over the females. Caelum's attention quickly shifted to the window where a figure stood without any reading whatsoever. It was as he thought, a vampire most likely, it provided no heat, stood like a human, yet moved like something other than. Caelum's eye shifted back into night vision and zoomed in to get a closer look of the vampire. Since this vampire took his prize, it seemed only fitting to transfer the hunt of the Wendigo onto the vampire instead.

"Hunter becomes the hunted..." Caleum said under his breath, now laying in a prone position. He quickly snapped pictures of his new target, and quietly slipped away into the night. Caelum would take refuge in one of the many Maestri strongholds throughout the city and its limits. It would be about 4 a.m. by the time his eyes shut and a gentle dream swept over his awareness.


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[i]Ring ring ring[/i]

The sound of his cellphone chirped loudly and drew him right out of his slumber. His hand quickly snatched up his phone, pressed it tight to his ear and answered.

"Yes, ma'dam?" he said respectfully full well knowing the only person who had the privilege of calling him at these hours was Mrs. Evelyn Maestri herself.

"Caelum, I apologize for calling at such an inconvenient hour but you know I would not do so if it were not a matter of emergency, it is my son...he is awake, and needs our help if we are to cure him, I need you to meet me at my office at Todder Manor ASAP." Her tone of voice was firm but vulnerable, and the vulnerability was what threw Caelum a little off from what he was used to when speaking with Evelyn, but it was not unexpected under the circumstances.

Everyone in the Maestri Foundation knew of Vaega's "illness", and it was this particular knowledge that weakened the organization further after his father's death. 

"I'll be right over, my dear." Caelum hung up the phone, and began getting dressed for his meeting with the Boss.


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[h2][u][b]Let The Games Begin[/b][/u][/h2]
[b]Location: [i]Todder Manor, Room 13[/i]
Time: [i]7:30AM[/i][/b]
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Vaega was now gaining functionality in all of his extremities, it was a rather quick process, but he figured it was due in part because he had two energies full of vitality, rather than only his. He could definitely sense more power streaming through his veins than before the coma, and he could feel it consistently rising as "real" time moved forward. The door opened up behind Vaega as he gazed out of a large arched window of Dr. Todder's office. Standing, he contemplated the objectives in his head for gaining sovereignty from Bael, his new co-pilot. 

Caelum entered with grace as Evelyn and Dr. Todder both turned their head toward him to confirm his presence. He did not say a word as he walked further into the room, he was unsure of the atmosphere in the room and in order to not interrupt it the lips remained sealed. 

Evelyn spoke softly, "Welcome Caelum, we appreciate your quick response as always. We have a bit of a situation, but I am going to let my son explain the details."

Caelum nodded and turned his head toward the boy of the hour who remained staring out into the rising sun, "It has been a long time Cael, I am going to be honest, I didn't know if I'd ever be standing in this reality ever again, and it's nice to feel the warmth of a sun so long forgotten. I hope you have been well and a success as always, what I am going to ask of you is not only confidential but if you choose to accept, and we fail, it will mean your entire story with the Maestri Foundation will be expelled." Vaega turned around and looked at Caelum in the eyes, "I have been gifted the opportunity to free myself of the state I was in, but to do so was to make a deal with the Devil, I now share a body with this Devil and to free myself, I must gather the Maestri Gate Keys." Vaega dipped his finger behind the neck of his shirt to pull out a necklace which contained a jewel. Vaega delicately took it off and walked over to Caelum, he reached for Caelum's hand and placed it on his palm. Vaega then continued, "This is a Gate Key, and I will need to track down the others who are in the Inner Circle of the Maestri, each has a Gate Key of their own, and they are all not willing to just give them up for my sake."

Caelum processed rather quickly what Vaega was suggesting, "So, you are asking me to hunt them down, and acquire the keys for you?"

Vaega gracefully took back his Gate Key and slid the necklace around his neck, nodded, and began walking back to the window, "Not you, us."

Evelyn chimed in, "We understand the order we are asking of you, and we do not expect you to agree to the work, but we do need an answer now as time is of the essence." 

It was a lot no doubt to absorb and confirm in such a short amount of time, but Caelum was not loyal to just the organization, he was loyal to Vaega's father. A man in his own right who gave Caelum every opportunity to become who he is today. Better or for worse, it was a place he always knew his worth and it provided him a "family" in which he never had before. The power of belonging somewhere gripped hold more than ever in this room, and under the circumstances Vaega underwent, even if due to poor choices, it was the intent behind those poor decisions that resonated with Caelum most, "I accept, where do we start?"

Dr. Todder pulled a photo off the desk, "Mr. Desmond Issal, a procurer of artifacts for the organization, who deals directly with some of Grimlock's arms business. Recently, due to his decision to deny his obligation to Vaega's health, Grimlock business has ended and Desmond has been attempting to open up other lines of business. We need you to gather information of who he may be contacting, and then we will set up a meeting to provide him the certain items he is looking for."

Caelum had a few ideas of where to start in his head once Dr. Todder finished briefing, "Understood, I'll find out what I can."

Vaega turned around once more as he did before, "Caelum...thank you."

Caelum nodded in respect and exited the room.