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In the dystopian future, when America is gone and replaced by an entity only known as the Council, the land mass of America is split into eight sectors, each one being named after their own sector, combining altogether to become what everyone calls the System. Each sector had a specific element that is labeled to it and from that element, the original people of the Sectors created cities and designed their Sectors to reflect their power. Sector One is Fire, Sector Two is Water, Sector Three is Earth, Sector Four is Air, Sector Five is Weather, Sector Six is Light, Sector Seven is Shadows, and Sector Eight is Animals. These are labeled this way for one specific reason: Leviathans. Leviathans, as they are called, are advanced humans with powers that label with their sectors element. They were placed strategically like this, else they would fight with the others if they were in a different sector, and the Council did not want that.
When the Council took over, they swore that they would end all fighting, but they knew that the human mind and body craved strife. So, as a counterbalance for the animal inside all humans, they created a battle field in which sixteen young adults, leviathans between the ages of eighteen and twenty five, would battle for the amusement of the rest of the nation, to keep the murderous instinct of the mind at bay and the fight or flight mindset down. Not everyone agreed with this, but everyone was forced to do it. No normal humans, those without powers, were chosen to go into the arena. Sixteen would walk into the arena, only one would walk out.
So people would not be training for a specific arena each time, the Council appointed a man would change the arena, a five mile by five mile space with the ability to close in on itself if necessary, every year as the Battle started. This man was called "the Gamemaker". Many people could guess the idea for the next arena, but many were also wrong. Each year the Battle arena is different, but the premise remains the same: Be the best, be the strongest, stay alive.
Information on the Sectors
The Rules
- Your character will most likely die. Get used to it.
- This is a character driven roleplay, so the decisions of the characters will affect the outcome.
- Respect others and please respect me. Leave the drama in leave life. Ain’t nobody got time for that here.
- At LEAST two paragraphs. And decent sized paragraphs! About eight sentences each.
- Depending on how much interest we get will objectify how many characters each person can have. I’m going to say two at the moment, but this is a place holder for now.
- PG-13. Please.
- Good grammar, and good spelling. I am a Grammar Nazi, so you'll help me out a lot by being awesome.
- For Leviathans, the power has to be related to your section. For example, if you're from Sector Two, you can have a power that has anything to do with water, i.e. cryokinesis, aquakinesis, and so on.
- ALL CHARACTERS MUST BE POSTED IN THE OOC FOR MY APPROVAL FIRST!
Have any questions? Just ask me below!
Need help figuring out an ability? Check out the links!
Fire
Water
Earth
Air
WeatherWeather is a special case. You may choose two of the APPLICATIONS for your character.
Light
Shadows
Animals
Sector One (Fire) Positions:
Ember Wave-Explosion Manipulation/Burning Kiss/Smoke Aura- @WhiteStar19
Open
Sector Two (Water) Positions:
Open
Open
Sector Three (Earth) Positions:
Ariette Forge-Steel Physiology/Manipulation- @Mach2
Raven Lamenti-Plant Manipulation- @Etain
Sector Four (Air) Positions:
Erika Desalle- Sound Manipulation/Sensitive Hearing- @Mach2
Rosi Aioto-Air Manipulation - @fij707
Sector Five (Weather) Positions:
Hekat Bakshi-Weather Inducement/Lightning Manipulation - @hoppiholla391
Alva Zolkin- Air Storm Manipulation/Thermal Weather Manipulation-@HaleytheRandom
Sector Six (Light) Positions:
Vicki Vostrum- Light Manipulation- @Stein
Emily Duran-Light Shield, Healing, Burst- @Dark Light
Sector Seven (Shadows) Positions:
Open
Levi Duran-Shadow Manipulation- @Dark Light
Sector Eight (Animal) Positions:
Meredith Mackenzie- Feline Physiology/Enhanced Senses- @Virani
Evangaline Clark- Invertebrate Physiology- @HaleytheRandom
Story Arches
When we begin the RP, my Co-GMs and I will be keeping track of who is where and the different story arches going on. They will be kept here for you guys. If we miss something, just mention one of us in a post and give us the deal on what we missed.
Isabella "Bella" Williams
blood status:
Pureblood
age:
11, born May 23rd.
gender:
Female.
personality:
Quiet but Observant
-Bella, being the youngest of seven children, has adapted the ability of being unusual quiet, because she feel like no one will hear her. She does not talk much. She has been this way since she was a child, which, in her opinion, was actually a blessing. Being quiet has allowed her to be more observant of other people and listen closer to others. This allows her to learn people's hidden secrets through things like eaves-dropping and registering people's body language, even ones that they haven't shared with their friends.
Optimistic but Realistic
-Bella believes that everything happens for a reason, which also means that she is grateful for the stuff that happens, but she also realizing that things can be bad. She grew up in a tough home, which means that she has good manners and thanks everyone for almost everything, mainly because her parents were tough on her about it since she is the only one who seems to be able to learn in her family. She is also quite fair, not taking sides when her friends get into fights. She does help mediate things though, pointing out answers that the anger driven people didn't see in the first place. She tends to try not to get involved in fights as much, though, because she is so afraid that people will judge her.
Intelligent, Careful
-Bella is quite intelligent, even from a small child. She does her best to do her best and everyone notices it, which is a reason her siblings are jealous of her. But, since she is smart, she has figured out when to talk and when not to talk. She learned this when she kept showing up her older siblings with facts and figures about the wizarding world that even they didn't know because she has read through their books closer and faster than they have. She is always careful not to show up others now, after an incident with a few of her older siblings.
Passionate, Hard-Working, Driven
-Bella has never been known to turn down a challenge. She always strives for greatness, even when it pushes her physical limits. She attacks every problem or challenge full force and does not stop until she is sure that there is no solution or that she has completed the task at hand. She sometimes doesn't sleep when she has to get her work done. This is a side that a lot of people don't notice about Bella because she is so quiet and a lot of people don't know what she's doing.
Submissive
-As Bella is the youngest, she is more likely to do what she is told than others because she has seen the punishment dealt out by her parents to her siblings. This has also transferred over into her personality to where she doesn't tend to fight with people, unless they are close friends, which she rarely has any of. She always has what she believes, but if someone is very forceful in saying that she is wrong, then she won't pursue fighting with them just to proven a point. She is always asking to do things, which she will do, but she sometimes lowers her head when she does them because she didn't want to do them in the first place.
Ignorant
-Because Bella is a bigger optimist than realist, she tends to be a bit more ignorant than most when it comes to bad situations. She always does her best to try and look into the good, but then she ignores the bad and that can get her hurt, like with her brother's multiple personality disorder and her sister's bipolar disorder. If someone is ever mean to her, she tries to ignore them, but the mean comments still hurt her.
Sensitive
-Bella wears her feelings on her sleeve and tends to be a bit of a crier sometimes. She is very open with her feelings, mainly through facial expressions and how she acts rather than through her voice. When it comes to bullies, she does tend to cry if one of the comments is extremely mean. She does not get angry often, but she gets more frustrated than anything, which is another reason for her to cry.
-Bella, being the youngest of seven children, has adapted the ability of being unusual quiet, because she feel like no one will hear her. She does not talk much. She has been this way since she was a child, which, in her opinion, was actually a blessing. Being quiet has allowed her to be more observant of other people and listen closer to others. This allows her to learn people's hidden secrets through things like eaves-dropping and registering people's body language, even ones that they haven't shared with their friends.
Optimistic but Realistic
-Bella believes that everything happens for a reason, which also means that she is grateful for the stuff that happens, but she also realizing that things can be bad. She grew up in a tough home, which means that she has good manners and thanks everyone for almost everything, mainly because her parents were tough on her about it since she is the only one who seems to be able to learn in her family. She is also quite fair, not taking sides when her friends get into fights. She does help mediate things though, pointing out answers that the anger driven people didn't see in the first place. She tends to try not to get involved in fights as much, though, because she is so afraid that people will judge her.
Intelligent, Careful
-Bella is quite intelligent, even from a small child. She does her best to do her best and everyone notices it, which is a reason her siblings are jealous of her. But, since she is smart, she has figured out when to talk and when not to talk. She learned this when she kept showing up her older siblings with facts and figures about the wizarding world that even they didn't know because she has read through their books closer and faster than they have. She is always careful not to show up others now, after an incident with a few of her older siblings.
Passionate, Hard-Working, Driven
-Bella has never been known to turn down a challenge. She always strives for greatness, even when it pushes her physical limits. She attacks every problem or challenge full force and does not stop until she is sure that there is no solution or that she has completed the task at hand. She sometimes doesn't sleep when she has to get her work done. This is a side that a lot of people don't notice about Bella because she is so quiet and a lot of people don't know what she's doing.
Submissive
-As Bella is the youngest, she is more likely to do what she is told than others because she has seen the punishment dealt out by her parents to her siblings. This has also transferred over into her personality to where she doesn't tend to fight with people, unless they are close friends, which she rarely has any of. She always has what she believes, but if someone is very forceful in saying that she is wrong, then she won't pursue fighting with them just to proven a point. She is always asking to do things, which she will do, but she sometimes lowers her head when she does them because she didn't want to do them in the first place.
Ignorant
-Because Bella is a bigger optimist than realist, she tends to be a bit more ignorant than most when it comes to bad situations. She always does her best to try and look into the good, but then she ignores the bad and that can get her hurt, like with her brother's multiple personality disorder and her sister's bipolar disorder. If someone is ever mean to her, she tries to ignore them, but the mean comments still hurt her.
Sensitive
-Bella wears her feelings on her sleeve and tends to be a bit of a crier sometimes. She is very open with her feelings, mainly through facial expressions and how she acts rather than through her voice. When it comes to bullies, she does tend to cry if one of the comments is extremely mean. She does not get angry often, but she gets more frustrated than anything, which is another reason for her to cry.
appearance:
Bella is very small for her age and quite skinny. She had very full blonde hair that falls just below her shoulders. Her eyes are a dark ocean blue color, which is majorly different from the bright green of the rest of her family. Her brows are a shade darker than her hair and her eyelashes match her hair color perfectly. She has a spattering of freckles across her face, mainly from being outside doing housework.
Though she is small and skinny, Bella is quite athletic. She has muscles, though they are lean muscles. She has a scar on her collarbone from one of her brothers breaking a bottle and cutting her with it during an... episode. Her hands are pretty small, but she also has slim fingers that show wear of piano playing. She has bigger hips, but she has the body of an athlete, minus the hips. She has slightly tanned skin, mainly a farmers tan, from watching her siblings play Quidditch. She does have a few bruises here and there.
Though she is small and skinny, Bella is quite athletic. She has muscles, though they are lean muscles. She has a scar on her collarbone from one of her brothers breaking a bottle and cutting her with it during an... episode. Her hands are pretty small, but she also has slim fingers that show wear of piano playing. She has bigger hips, but she has the body of an athlete, minus the hips. She has slightly tanned skin, mainly a farmers tan, from watching her siblings play Quidditch. She does have a few bruises here and there.
wand material:
|Springy|Birch|12 1/2 inches|Unicorn Hair Core|
boggart:
Many people, especially her family, think that she is slightly strange for this, but her worst fear is a monster called the Wendigo. But what many people don't know is that it really isn't about the Wendigo itself. A Wendigo is a former human that was possessed by a demon spirit when they were half dead and starving and it forces the human to eat another human, which releasing the Wendigo to fully take over the body. The human then transforms into a Wendigo, which has milky white eyes to it can track its prey when its prey is moving, taunt skin that is pretty much bullet proof, and skinny appendages which allow it to move quickly and is amazingly strong. The Wendigo, for Bella, represents the monster inside of a person close to her and that fear that she will become a monster is projected through the Boggart into a Wendigo that looks just like the person she cares for, i.e. her brother with the multiple personality disorder.
other:
-That is an actual picture of an eleven year old. As we switch years, I'll update the picture.
-Bella knows a lot of spells from watching her older siblings, but she isn't very good at them. Yet.
-She is an amazing Quidditch player, especially a chaser.
-Bella knows a lot of spells from watching her older siblings, but she isn't very good at them. Yet.
-She is an amazing Quidditch player, especially a chaser.
Yeahhhhh, I'm gonna have to post a character either tomorrow or Friday. I'm super busy. xD Damn you for starting today!
@Dark Light
That's fine.
Just to clear some stuff up, until they are 18, the Leviathans stay in the same sector as their parents, then move to their respected sector. Also, most couples are that of the same sector, but there are rare occasions where there is a couple, each from a different sector.
That's fine.
Just to clear some stuff up, until they are 18, the Leviathans stay in the same sector as their parents, then move to their respected sector. Also, most couples are that of the same sector, but there are rare occasions where there is a couple, each from a different sector.
@boomlover
Great! Check out the actual interest check if you want to see what's taken and what's not.
Great! Check out the actual interest check if you want to see what's taken and what's not.
I am at school y'all, so I won't have it up until later tonight.
@Dark Light
Sweet! Click on the link that says actually interest check, then post down there which leviathan you want.
Sweet! Click on the link that says actually interest check, then post down there which leviathan you want.
Very interested. Could I have an air leviathan please.
By the way; do the characters from the same sector have to fight?
Yes. xD
Btw, working on the OOC now. Making a fire character.
Also, we will most likely have multuple seasons.
Jack Frost and Amare
On a winter's afternoon, just like any other small children played in the snow. Laughing and smiling, they had been running about for most of the day. Now, however, they had gathered around the oldest of the children, whom of which had decided to tell them a very special story. In fact, not only was it special, but true.
The story of Jack Frost.
[color=Crimson"No, no"[/colour'] The Oldest Child declared with a grin "Jack Frost isn't a guardian- he's a god. A rather playful and cheeky god who enjoys playing with children." he explained.
"A God? No way!" Seven year old Christie gasped at the boy before her, believing every word he said.
"Yeah! He is, I like him a lot." The oldest child giggled gleefully "He is the God of Winter- one of the Gods of the Four Seasons. He is Jokul, the winter sprite. He's actually the leader of the four seasons- I think. I'm not sure really." The child said with a sigh "But I do know he came up with their rules! And he always breaks them!"
"Isn't that bad? That he breaks the rules. Mummy said you aren't suppose to do that." Six year old Jame gasped.
"Of course it is! But he's Jack! He doesn't care at all so long as he's having fun" The child explained to them all, before taking out a rolled out piece of paper in his teddybear backpack "Here's what he looks like."
The Child unrolled the piece of paper to reveal a beautiful painting. One of a young man with white hair and pointed ears, looking fearsome in his sliver Armour. A picture that showed off The God as someone powerful- fierce. The children were in awe at this painting of what was undeniably a God. After all, showing a God's true form to mortals may harm them. However showing mortals a painting had no such affect on them.
What it did show, that the painter themselves was extremely skilled in his work. In fact the eyes of the painted Jokul looked as though they may move at any moment. As though the whole painting was capable of coming to life within minutes. That wasn't at all too surprising considering the identity of the little boy who held the picture.
After all, if babbling about the truth of Jack Frost, painting a picture and being out in the open wasn't going to catch The Winter God's attention- Amare didn't know what was.
Whistling under his breath with a little happy grin on his face, he flew above the clouds, tapping on them to make them icy and create even more snow. He dodged around clouds and looked toward the ground, smiling as someone slipped over some ice he had put down. He chuckled under his breath and swooped down closer, getting a closer look at the ground. His beautiful flakes covered the whole of the ground, not leaving an inch for anything to get through.
He swooped down and landed atop a building, looking around at everything. He saw older men and women hurrying through the snow, ignoring its beauty just to get home. Jack sighed and tapped the side of the building with his staff before blowing into his palm. Millions of little snowflakes flew from his hands and spread out, landing on the noses of those around him, mainly adults. They all laughed and giggled like children before starting a snowball fight in the middle of the street.
He laughed again. "No no, Jack Frost isn't a guardian-He's a god." He heard this and turned around, looking for the source of the true information. It wasn't anywhere nearby, so he jumped to the next building, running over ice in his bare feet to get to the edge. He looked down and saw a group of children, all sitting around the eldest of them.
Jack stood on the edge, shutting his eyes to listen to the story. He smiled when he said that he would break the rules... Wait, but how did he know that they have rules? He blinked open his eyes again and looked down at the eldest. There was something very familiar about the child... Then he pulled out the painting and Jack immediately knew who he was.
"Amare?" Jack murmured curiously, looking down at the child.
Amare carried on talking with the children about The Winter God for a little longer before declaring he had to go. After all his 'informant' had told Amare that a certain someone was sitting on the roof. So, putting his painting away and hugging his teddy bear, he looked straight up towards Jack. Then with a smile he waved at the other God. Before then skipping down a quiet street and waiting for Jack to follow.
Jack narrowed his eyes and hopped to the next building, following Amare down the street. Once there was no one else in sight, Jack whistled and the wind carried in down to the ground, directly in front of Amare. "Long time no see, Amare," Jack said with a smile. He was happy to see the young god was safe and free of Brontes. Maybe now he would listen to reason and come back with him.
"I hope that you said my name purposefully... You, of all people, know that I come when I am called," Jack continued with a laugh. "Are you doing alright? I know Thallie will want to know."
The God Child smiled as Jack appeared before him. This really was easier than he expected it to be. "Well it's good to see you too, Pretty Boy." it occurred to Amare then that such words sounded strange coming from the mouth of a child and not the 18 year old man he used to be. Then again, seeing him as a small child must be an entirely strange experience for Jack. In all the years they had known each other, Jack knew Amare was childish. However The Winter God didn't really know how childish Amare really was.
"Of course I do, Jack. I wanted to see you." He grinned as he played with his battered teddy bear. However as soon as Thallie was mentioned, the smile disappeared "Thallie...? You've seen her?"
"Uh, yeah. I met up with Thallie after Brontes return. Ash came with and Seatus and Iratze were both there as well." Jack narrowed his eyes at Amare suspiciously. Something seemed a bit... different about him. What exactly was going on? "If you want, we can head back to my place and you can see her..."
Although the mention of Thallie struck a strong emotional cord in Amare, he quickly scoffed at the idea of going with Jack. "And let you guys torture me for information? No thanks. In the past, you all ignored me. Now, you all hate me."
No sooner did Amare say these words did two rather tough looking humans grab Jack and force his arms behind his back, pushing him to the ground.
"You should know they are completely under my control- you wouldn't hurt two innocent humans would you?" Amare smiled "Don't fret Jack, I really do just want to talk. However I can't risk you calling The God Squad and getting me, well, tortured for the rest of my life. So, you and I are going to go somewhere private, okay?" He explained in a sweet and calm tone.
Jack yelled in pain as he was forced to the ground. One of the humans knocked his staff directly out of his hands as they grabbed held his hands back behind his back. "What the hell?! Amare! What are you doing?!" Jack glared at Amare. His hands started to glow a light blue, but Amare was right. Jack wasn't one to hurt humans. He did struggle through, trying to get free. "Amare, we're trying to help you! We don't hate you." Jack tried to plead, but lying wasn't in his nature. The humans forced him to his knees. On his knees, he was about as tall as Amare was in this form, maybe slightly shorter.
Amare picked up the staff and inspected it "Oh Jack, your a terrible liar." The boy pouted "You think I believe for a second that the family that abandoned me ever cared for me?! At all?! Thallie did, of course- however apart from her, all I have is two friends. No, believe me, I wanted to sit down and have a civilized conversation with everyone- truly. However, like I said, I'm hated- I'm an outcast. So, I have to be more...creative."
The boy then looked at Jack "We're going to head to a warehouse now, there we're going to talk. After which, I will let you go without you having a single scratch on your head. While I run as far away from here as I can. Doesn't that sound good to you? So, will you come along nicely? Or are these guys going to have to...rough you up a little?"
Jack growled under his breath but bit his tongue. He shrugged the two humans off of him. He stood up and glared at Amare, his fingers glowing blue and crackling with ice. "Lead the way."
With that, Amare smiled and declared childishly "Come on Pretty Boy! Time to play follow the leader!" with that he skipped down the road, humming to himself all the way there.
Once they entered the falling apart building, Amare climbed up some rubble, his bear and Jack's stick in his hands as he does so. Sitting there, he pulls out something of out of his pocket and throws it Jack saying as he does "Here, I got you a lollipop!"
Jack caught the lollipop and looked at it carefully. He then passed his hand over the top of it, freeze it solid, before popping it into his mouth. He leaned up against the nearest pole, keeping a wary eye on the two humans before asking around the sucker, "So, what do we need to talk about, shorty?"
Amare can't help but grin at the nickname, he would be annoyed but really it's only fair. "Welllll I dunno if you've seen Iratze yet or anything- so I'm going to ask. Have you heard the news? Brontes wants to declare peace." He told the other God bluntly.
Jack couldn't help the laugh that escaped his throat. "Brontes? Peace? I can't believe you'd use those in the same sentence." Jack rolled his eyes at Amare. "I hadn't heard that no. What about it?"
The boy pouted at his laughter "Well personally, I think he's doing it for me- mainly because he'd do anything for me. Also because he's feeling a bit lonely and wants to get on with his kind. Though, probably, mostly for me." Amare explained "By the way, I'd also like to break the news that Brontes isn't pure evil- sorry to disappoint you."
"I believe it when I see it," Jack said. He stood up and began pacing about the broken warehouse. Ice trailed behind his feet like a snail's slime trail, but Jack didn't mind. Jack raised an eyebrow at Amare as he kicked himself up onto a high beam dangling off the ground. "Everyone knew you two were like a thing, by the way. There was no point in trying to hide it." Jack chuckled. "The Oldest God and the Youngest. What a pair. So what do you need with me then? Iratze could have brought me the message."
"A thing...?" Amare raised an eyebrow "Well he did basically adopt me, so I guess you called that 'a thing'." Getting back on subject, Amare smiled "Yes, of course she could." He paused as he tried to think of a way to put this "Jack, did you know you happen to share something in common with Brontes and I?"
"That is very doubtful," Jack said, swinging his bare feet like a little child on the beam. "But do go on. I'd love to hear how you relate me and Brontes."
"You are both in love with the mortals." Amare explained simply.
"Why else do you think Brontes kicked everyone out? Face it, most of us- including me, were basically assholes to the humans. So, eventually, he got sick of watching us be cruel and controlling. Thus, he created a world where they were free of us." Amare paused "Okay, so maybe he's an insane, mean and selfish old man. However he's my insane, mean, selfish old man- so, what can you do I guess? Point is, he did it for them."
"In love with mortals is a strong phrase..." Jack said, sighing. "But I do see your point. Now, get to the actual point of why I'm here."
"Well" Amare began "It's quite clear that I am obviously on Brontes side. However do not mistake that for me not having my own free will. I mean, if I had things my way- I wouldn't even bother with this whole peace thing. I'd just go back to living in Amon Dur with Brontes. However we can't all have what we want." Amare paused and realized he wasn't really getting to the point "Basically, while I am entirely up for Brontes's plan for peace. I am entirely against his back up plan."
"I know you're not stupid, Jack. If this whole peace thing doesn't work out, you know that this is going to turn to war. A war between Armarion and Brontes- and it certainly doesn't take a genius to figure out who will have the upper hand." Amare sighed shakily "Brontes has promised to take no prisoners- and I assure you, that the one with access to the Underworld, and 7,000 years of planning will be the winner." Amare looked at Jack in the eyes, with a deathly serious face that no child should have "If we go to war, it will be all out destruction on us all."
Jack froze. An all out war of the Gods? Why the hell would that happen? Why could Brontes think this would be a good idea? "Amare, why the hell are you still with Brontes if you know this leads to war?! We have lived on Earth for thousands of years. I know we want to go back to the Heavens, but is it really..." He thought about Thallie. "...worth it." Jack sighed. "Fine. What does Brontes have in mind?"
"I don't know why he thinks war is a good solution! I think he's barking mad!" Amare exclaimed in distress [/colour=crimson]"How dare you ask me why I'm with him! Isn't it damn obvious?! It's so I can make sure he at least tries to gain peace with everyone before he tries to kill everyone! He might not be evil but he angers easily okay?!"[/color] Amare sighed and rubbed his own forehead after the outburst "He just...wants to get along with his fellow Gods. Maybe...we could set up a meeting between him and the rest of you?"
Jack shook his head. "No one will meet him with killing him first. Let me go and talk to them. They trust me more than they trust either of you right now. Let me talk to them first about this." He ran a hand through his icy blond hair and took a deep breath. This was literally making a deal with the devil.
Amare smiled "That's what I was hoping you'd say." He then paused before letting his guard down a little, actually sounding insecure "...Jack, there's- there's two, um, other reasons why I brought you here"
Jack cocked an eyebrow. "What else?"
"If this all goes to hell, I think that you- like me- don't really want to see mortals or Gods hurt." Amare explained "Just because I adore Brontes as though he were my own father, doesn't mean I will stand by as he tries to kill everyone. So...I want to make a pact with you. Your a good man, Jack. Well, good God anyway." Amare then looked away "You...probably hate me but, I hope you believe me when I say I'm sick of killing. I don't know what you've been doing for the last 7,000 years. However, I personally, have learnt to be kind...far too kind actually." The Child God let out a bitter laugh at that "So, if this all goes to hell, I want to help you. Together maybe we could find a way to control the damage, you know?"
Jack stared at Amare. Did Amare want to make an alliance with him? He thought Amare hated him. "Uh... Yeah. I guess I understand... I'll help if everything goes to hell. Literally." Jack chuckled.
The boy gave him an insecure smile "Also, if this does happen and I'm near Brontes at the time- I...don't suppose you could come and save me? I mean...he won't kill me- but it wouldn't be surprising if he locked me up somewhere, ah, heh
"I gotcha," Jack murmured quietly. "I'll break you out, don't worry. Thallie would kill me if I let anything happen to you. At least... I think she would." Jack furrowed his brow for a moment.
"Speaking of her" Amare started, pulling a letter out of his bag "I'd like you to give her this. I miss my big sister a lot. But...I know I can't see her yet." He sighed "Just make sure she knows that right now, I have a very simple motive- minium loss. It's no secret I care for Brontes, Iratze and her. So it's obvious that I want peace. Look, I admit it, I think all you Gods mostly suck. After all, you all ignored me like the annoying God child I was. Still, I don't want you all to die" Amare frowned "No, I can't really explained why I don't want The God Squad dead. I mean apart from you, Thallie and Irazte- the only one who I can think of that isn't a prick is Zora." He sighed "I guess I must be insane. I want everyone to live, Jack. That's...that's all I really want."
Jack leapt down from his perch and placed a hand on Amare's shoulder, like a comforting older brother. "Amare, has anyone told you you talk to much?" Jack smiled and laughed little bit. "I promise I'll take care of them. You have nothing to worry about. "
Amare laughed at that "No. However, I think it's because I'm pretty lonely- and insane, don't forget insane. After all, I am trying to save a bunch of pricks." At that moment Amare handed both Jack the letter and his staff "Also, sorry about um...kidnapping you. But you know, self preservation and all that."
Jack spun his staff in his hand and held onto the letter carefully. "It's understandable." Jack nodded to Amare. "If that's all you need me for, I'll be off to talk to Thallie and Ash and the others." He whistled and a strong wind came up. It blew at him, but he remained grounded as he looked at Amare. "Amare, no one hates you. Just remember that. Some of us just strongly dislike you." Jack laughed out loud before the wind carried him out of the building.
To this, The God of Creativity and Imagination just smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't believe Jack for a single second. However, what he was certain of was that Jack did not hate him. It wasn't too surprising, Amare had always secretly admired the God of Winter after all. Although Amare always pretended to be antagonistic, he found that Jack was one of the nicest Gods he had ever had to good fortune for meeting. Now, it seems, Jack was now a God who Amare had the good fortune of making an alliance with.
Amare giggled to himself at that, before looking at the two humans and saying "You may go home now and back to your lives. Sorry again about all this." Once they were gone, Amare began running. After all, he couldn't trust Jack completely- he was one of the 'God Squad' after all. Though, he did like to believe that maybe- just maybe, Jack liked him after all.
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