Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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it was obvious he wasn't as fast as demy, after all she was a vampire . He wasn't sure what all they could do,but he had seen how fast she had moved when the creatures had come back for round two. He managed to catch up with them. The creatures were injured and leaving a trail. He stood back still undetected and watched demy. She has blood pouring from her hands. Had she been injured? He felt a pang of guilt. Even if she had said he was off duty he should of dragged her back into the dance. Or at least taken her back home. He wasn't sure what she was doing just standing there. He had to get closer and he knew how. He started to walk towards them, as he did his body faded from sight. He would do like she had done before. Distract them of course he had the better advantage as they couldn't see him. He aimed for the head. Bang bang. He had to move least he be discovered. The area was open enough that he could jump from place to place. He wasn't sure what killed these things. His only experience was with the police and not the terror response unit.
Duty called during the Valentine's Day dance considering the concentration of citizens around the city hall. Cold nipped at Nathan while his night adjusted eyes gazed around the streets, a TRS uniform hugging his slender form. In a scabbard by his hip was where his faithful companion was stationed, his precious military grade bowie knife. The radio buzzed with traces of activity, hunters, scouts and medical staff exchanging words while he wandered idly searching for a terror. Energy was pumping through the male vampire's body as he craved for a brawl, making him lurk around like a predator on the hunt. Eyes narrowed, the distance between himself and the dance closing as Nathan glanced around with a boredom clouding his yellow-green eyes. In complete honesty, he had wanted to spend the special date with his precious friend, Tristan, but unfortunately hunting was his occupation that dragged him away.
As he slowly walked, shoving his hands into the depths of his TRS coat pockets, the radio sparked to life. The voice of an unfamiliar woman came over the line, the voice explaining a situation at city hall concerned him. The hunter assigned city hall had been killed, resulting in terrors generating panic. Immediately, the radio was grabbed with his slender hand, bringing the device to his lips while he mentally mapped out the direction.
"On it, just hold tight and find a safe place," he informed professionally.
Once the radio was secured to his waist again, Nathan activated his enhanced speed and began to run towards the location. While he sprinted forward, his eyes darted around in search of the mentioned terrors. As he drew closer, he noticed the struggle had strayed from city hall, two citizens fighting the creatures. Gunshots cracked through the air, causing Quickly, his hand grabbed the knife from his belt, bringing it towards his pale flesh. The blade was brought down, biting through plush skin and sparking an acute pain in the male vampire. A flinch crossed his countenance, the pain never becoming something the green-haired teen was accustomed to. Without hesitation, he gained control over the reddish liquid that oozed from the cut, dragging out more and surging it forward. Similar to red claws, the blood reached out, the hunter's capability in blood manipulation being shown.
"YOU TWO! GET OUT OF HERE!" Nathan called towards the pair of citizens.
A duo of troublemakers were nothing for a full-fledged hunter, Nathan being aware that he could defeat these creatures. A smirk appeared across his lips as adrenaline began pumping through his veins. Finally, the boredom had vacated and the hunter finally discovered his prey.
The radio had gone off earlier, but she had ignored it. It wouldn't do anybody any good if the Terrors managed to attack citizens because the hunters weren't close enough to handle it. So she did the next best thing, moving the Terrors away from City Hall. Of course she hadn't expected Gideon to follow after her, he was supposed to listen and go back inside with his date. First, he wasn't on the clock, second, he was more interested in labeling his job as babysitting over bodyguard work, third, he had a date and that wasn't her, so why stick around when he could enjoy his night off. She was going to be just fine, of course those thoughts seemed to cease when her hand was bleeding but she couldn't seem to force the blood to move as she desired.
As if controlling her power would become easier, she sliced her other hand with the rock, it seemed to encourage the blood to move somewhat but not by much. Oh come on.... The Troublemakers were making their way towards her until gun shots were fired. Gideon, what do you think your doing? Before she had a chance to ask him personality a person had joined them. He wore the uniform of TRS, but he was yelling at them to get out of here. It is the guy I ignored on the radio earlier... She closed her palms, refusing to let anymore blood seep from her flesh as she stood and watched the guy taken action against the Terrors. "Pass." If he thought he was going to get away with telling her what to do, he would learn the hard way as Gideon did.
"You can kill them, I suppose..." She waved her hand dismissively at Nathan. "But I'll go when I feel like it.... besides I'd hate for another hunter to fall to those things...." She pointed towards the two Troublemakers. "He has a point though." She glances towards Gideon. "Go back to your date, as I mentioned before. Your not on the clock."
he had at least managed to capture the creatures attention long enough for someone with some actual knowledge on how to destroy them came along. it seemed like demy had managed to get through to someone. or someone just happened to be at the right place and time. gideon nodded at the male. despite how much fun he was having he wasn't about to let demy get injured. well he was going to try to keep her from getting any more injuries. it seemed like the blood that had been seeping from her hands stopped.
he made his way towards her."of course you would say that."gideon called her out. though he wasn't going to admit she was right. they couldn't just leave him. what if he got into trouble and things just got worse."date's over honey. besides i do what i want. so if you're staying don't think i'll let you have all the fun."he tells her before turning his attention to the guy."is there anything we can do to help? you heard the princess, we won't leave you till we know its safe."he said with a nod.
Uncompromising citizens were always undesirable during this situations, especially for Nathan. The vampire rolled his eyes towards the nonsensical bickering between both parties who insisted on remaining near the danger. A pair of troublemakers simply would not be a problem for a full-fledged hunter, especially himself considering the amount of times he fought these low level fear eaters. There would be no possibility that Nathan was going to allow a troublemaker to kill him anyways; for Tristan and his own sense of pride. The pair's conversation reminded the hunter of the incessant arguing that some relationships would have. A groan of annoyance escaped his lips, this was probably going to be an interesting evening.
"Listen ladies, your both pretty. Now... SHUT UP!" The hunter snapped, attempting to focus on the current situation.
There was no genuine emotion to the words, especially since the title of most beautiful has already been given away to Tristan. He continued manipulating his blood around the terrors, earning their attention as a potential threat. Sharpening and hardening the blood into points allowed Nathan to inflict damage on the troublemakers, making the creatures cry in pain. A twisted smile crawled onto the vampire's face, his open hand tightening the grip around the knife.
"Don't need help. I have enough skill to dispose of these pathetic creatures, so don't you two worry yourselves," Nathan responded.
There was no possibility he was risking the promised kill that the woman had stated. Eliminating terrors was his occupation and something that he took seriously. After a few moments, the vampire withdrew the attack of blood, allowing his enemies to draw closer to him. The wicked smile remained on Nathan's lips as he suddenly sprinted forward with incredible speed, slamming his body into one of the terrors and carving its side with his bowie knife. The creature was knocked back far, unlikely to rise from the position quickly. There was an opportunity taken after the attack, the other troublemaker reaching out with its sharp claws and grazing Nathan's cheek. In retaliation, the blood that continued trickling down his open palm was invoked, forcing the creature back in a surge of red liquid.
Demetria wasn't pleased that it seemed that Gideon was going to disobey and stay anyway. She rolled her eyes and stayed silent, figuring she could ditch him if needs be. "Fine.... return to your date and claim it was your own desire." Waves her hands in defeat, not interested in arguing over such a silly thing. The hunter's comment encouraged her to frown. She chose to ignore him, looking down at her dress to see the blood stains all over it. "Ugh...... such unpleasant sight.... This blood will never clean out...." The comment was meant for herself, but seeing as Nathan and Gideon were both nearby, it was loud enough for them to hear, assuming they were paying attention. She couldn't help but find herself watching Nathan's fight, trying to figure out how he got the blood to do that.
If only she could have done that, then he wouldn't have been needed. Talk about a show off. Her fists tightened, though they weren't bleeding anymore, she wanted nothing more than to prove that he was the one not needed, but without him, they would have been goners by now. I'll show him that I'm more than just a pretty face. She thought to herself, feeling somewhat frustrated as she stayed quiet. "I'm not leaving." Though she wasn't about to promise being able to help because she knew she wouldn't be at this time, she'd be damned if he seemed to promise that he could handle it himself when she would believe it after seeing it. Which meant, seeing him through on killing those creatures off.
gideon had been distracted by the males words."you ain't bad yourself."gideon said with a smirk as he looked him up and down."play your cards right and i might let you take me out for a bite."gideon said with a wink.
he chuckled. this night wasn't turning out how he had hoped, but it was sure a hell of a lot more entertaining than the dance was."why you so worried about my date? i already told you the date is done and over with. what don't tell me you're still jealous?"gideon said turning to look at demy, once their savior had left them. he wasn't going to admit that he was highly amused by the male. not because he had called them pretty, but because they obviously had some skill and knew what they were doing.
he watched as the he did the same as demy. bleed from his hands, except he went a step further and managed to control the blood. they were able to use the blood as weapons. her couldn't help but tease demy."why did you do that? i mean since you're so experienced and all."
The initial comment that Nathan had made held the intentions of quieting the bickering couple, which he thought was obvious. Although, witnessing the smirk on the other man's face accompanied by the spoken words made the vampire's eyes narrow. The wink was bothersome, making the flirtatious intentions obvious, however, Nathan only desired that form of attention from Tristan; if only. Tristan was simply the only person who could capture the hunter's attention from a romantic standpoint. There was a newly created objective for the vampire, which was to snap at this man to avoid any possible relationship; or the chance for somebody to be rude to his precious Tristan! With that, Nathan allowed his fangs to show as he glared at the long-haired man.
"Not interested, I have somebody ten times more attractive than you," he began, before smirking sadistically. "But if you mean a literal bite, that could be arranged."
Once the second troublemaker was forced back, Nathan activated his speed, rushing towards the creature with a tight grip on his bowie knife. Before the creature could properly recover, the vampire slashed out, scoring a deep mark on the troublemaker's throat. The terror staggered back, claws reaching feebly before disappearing into ashy pile on the concrete. On most occasions, Nathan would bring suffering upon terrors, but bystanders and two enemies made him wary; especially when they seemed insistent on helping or staying. With narrowed, the vampire turned to his final opponent and heard the petty comment the girl made towards her dress. An annoyed sigh escaped his mouth, the full-fledged hunter rolling his yellow-green eyes.
"Listen, Prissy Pants, if you didn't want to get messy, don't get involved," Nathan commented bitterly. "Besides, if you're really that aggravated by it, I can just manipulate it out of the clothes!"
Before even giving attention towards the answer, Nathan returning his complete attentiveness to the terror. The creature ran towards him, the skilled vampire using his speed to dodge last minute. He feinted to the left, the knife being slashed wildly to create a series of cuts on the troublemaker's forearm. There was a wail of pain, Nathan smiling sadistically while the creature hastily pulled away. Without hesitation, the hunter lifted the previously used blood, making a series of small needles and firing them towards the troublemaker. The hardened bullets of blood mostly hit their mark, make the creature scream while it attempted to retreat from its assailant, but Nathan would not allow that. Enhanced speed was activated, the hunter launching himself forward the slash at the creature more, merely causing damage. With a single opponent remaining, Nathan knew he could act maliciously towards the troublemaker as long as attention was given to his surroundings.
Demetria couldn't help but feel annoyed that Gideon had made his comment back to Nathan, perhaps it was because she felt left out, no, it was because she didn't like them going at it when it should have been her instead. I don't know why I'm feeling this way...... a great need for attention that I don't need in my life. I need these damn feelings to leave me alone already. She thought to herself, remaining quiet until she heard Nathan's comment about biting. "KEEP YOUR FANGS TO YOURSELF!" She hadn't meant for it to come out as possessive but it was too late to take back her comment now. "And shut up, I could care less about your date but at least before you were distracted with her." She looks away, upset that Gideon was assuming her to be jealous.
I don't get jealous of other people, I don't think about such things! She was pulled from her thoughts when Gideon asked his question, before she could make her comment, Nathan commented about her complaint over getting blood in her dress. "First of all, DON'T CALL ME PRISSY PANTS." She yelled at Nathan, glancing at Gideon, "OR PRINCESS, IT IS DEMY. D E M Y!!!!" She took a breath, trying to calm herself down from the sudden nicknames that it seemed everybody thought was okay with giving her. "Don't tell me what to do, I'll do as I pleased." She snapped at Nathan. He is a fucking show off, I'll show him that I don't need his help! She couldn't help but think to herself the perfect revenge against Nathan, stealing his knife would be the best choice of action. "I don't need your help." She paused, "But I'll take your knife since your clearly offering." She wasn't going to tell Gideon why she couldn't control the blood as this guy had done just moments before.
Since it seemed like Nathan wasn't keen in taking interest, she would just have to show him how serious she was on the subject. She moved to the side, being slow as to not draw the Troublemaker's attention to herself before picking up the rock from before. She tossed it in the direction of Nathan and the Troublemaker, hitting it on the arm. I am not going to get ignored by the likes of him. She would wait, wait for Nathan to give her attention, whether it be before the Troublemaker was killed or after, that would be his choice.
gideon kept the smirk on his face. even after being dissed. he simply rolled his eyes."listen pretty boy, you don't diss someone and then expect a free..."he didn't even get a chance to finish his sentence when demy started yelling. he was completely taken aback. for someone who claimed wasn't jealous she was very quick to tell the male to back off. he didn't know why he found it rather amusing. he started to laugh, even more so with the new nickname. he was sure going to have to remember that for next time.
he simply grinned at demy."can't help that i get distracted by a pretty face."he told her with a wink before turning to watch the action. the creatures seemed to only have the green haired male in their line of site. it was like gideon and demy were not even there."now now, demetria, yelling isn't very ladylike."gideon said playfully. though it seemed like she was highly upset. surely not because of the nicknames. he just crossed his arms and watched her. clearly she had something to prove.
There were intentions to shove the male away through criticism and seemingly sadistic concepts at the offering of blood. Unfortunately, the vague implications failed to generate any fright, making Nathan's smile drop slightly; could people not take a hint or at least become scared? There were only a select group of people who would favor the sadistic vampire with a response and Tristan was the only individual who managed to get anywhere with it. Although, the hunter shortly found himself amused when the female hastily cut off the male. The redhead sounded possessive and perhaps short-tempered given the immense amount of yelling that she doing. A smirk crossed the male vampire's lips, his fangs poking out from his upper lip. This stranger was attempting to tell him what he could do and there was no possibility that Nathan would obey her commands.
"It's the truth, I already have my eyes on quite the prize. Not my fault you can't handle it, but it was worth a shot," Nathan stated. "By the way, I SINK MY FANGS WHERE I WANT AS FAR AS YOU'RE CONCERNED! Besides, ain't my fault if your man finds me more attractive. Not that I can blame him."
The green-haired teen favored the female stranger with a smirk while he continued smoothly defending himself against the terror. A single troublemaker remained which was an easy task for the full-fledged hunter. The infuriated response that was received after giving the redhead an ill-fitting nickname caused Nathan to chuckle. While he continued the fight, gradually scoring hits on his opponent, the male vampire managed to catch the woman's true nickname as Demy; what exactly that was short for was unknown. The brutal assault on the troublemaker continued, Nathan's superior speed and strength allowing him to accomplish torturing the creature with a frightening ease. Fatal blows were avoided, the green-haired teen deriving enjoyment from the creature's suffering; IT DESERVED THIS AFTER ITS KIND MURDERED DONOVAN! As the brawl continued, there was a complaint towards Nathan's authority in the situation, which resulted in an annoyed eye roll.
"How about this? YOU LISTEN TO THE PROFESSION! Cause not doing that could get you killed!" The sentence arrived in a snappish tone, the male vampire clearly disapproving of the refusal to listen.
The hunter focused shifted back towards the troublemaker, fixating on the enjoyment sparked from damage infliction. The knife comment made by the woman was ignored entirely. There were several gashes, the creature becoming weaker by the second. Nathan drew away, allowing himself a moment to breath in the situation and to analyze the terror's condition. There was still faint hints of strength in it's eyes despite the incredible amount of cuts that adorned its body. A low growl escaped the creatures throat, eyes glaring in search of the male vampire's weakest points, a desperate countenance marking the shadowy face. The battle would end shortly should there be no delays. Then arrived an unexpected distraction as a rock flew through the air and collided with the troublemaker's arm. Abruptly, the creature's head turned towards the redheaded girl.
The hunter's face shifted to panic as the terror's attention was redirected towards Demy. There was a tiredness lurking in the male vampire's arms; he had stepped away with reason.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Nathan yelled. "ARE YOU ACTUALLY STUPID?!"
There was anger covering his voice while he watched the troublemaker charge. Without hesitation, Nathan activated his enhanced speed, rush forward, although, his speed was waning. The creature found an opportunity, alongside a weaker target in the form of a girl with long red head named Demy.
Demetria rolled her eyes when she heard Gideon laughing, than Nathan had the nerve to make his comeback at her. "IF YOU DON'T WANT TO LOSE THEM, I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU KEEP THEM TO YOURSELF!" She snapped, not having much control over his prize caring about them sinking his fangs into them or not but she'd be damned if she caught a vampire doing it when it wasn't necessary. "AND HE ISN'T MY MAN!" She didn't think he believed her, so she would just have to prove it to the both of them. Gideon mentioned not being able to help if he got distracted. "I don't care!" Later he criticized her yelling as not being very lady like. "Be quiet!" She had made her mind to get Nathan's attention and she'd be damned if he'd ignore her over it. She had thrown the rock, attempting to hit the Troublemaker, it had hit's its mark perfectly. The Troublemaker had turned its head in her direction.
Attention from Nathan finally had come, but the Troublemaker had already started advancing towards her. Though she had noticed that Nathan was advancing towards them, she didn't need his help in avoiding a hit from this Troublemaker, having a chance to rest up from standing around for the past few minutes. She side stepped, kicking the Troublemaker in the back. Though it was true, she was at risk of being slashed, she knew that her healing would kick in upon being injured. Seeing as I ran out of ammo, I'm going to need another weapon to keep this Troublemaker at bay, now lets see what my options are right at this moment. She held her gun out, one might think it would be used for firing but she had another use for it. When the Troublemaker was in range, she side stepped again and hit its back with the handle of her gun, being careful not to lose it as she felt the pressure of unwanted strength kicking in.
She watched the Troublemaker turning around to advance towards her again, she lowered herself, smacking at the ground before taking the little pieces in her hand and throwing them at the Troublemaker.
gideon rolled his eyes and figured it was best to keep quiet. it seemed like demy was very talkative tonight."please don't make me laugh."he muttered mostly to himself after nathan's comment about being demy's man."you're both around a seven and a half on my scale."he said with another laugh."personality counts in my book and both of you are lacking."he said with a smile. he didn't care if they reacted to his comment or not. it seemed like they were more preoccupied with yelling at each other."are you guys gonna finish this thing off or do i have to play the damsel in distress?"he asked jokingly as he pretended to be scared of the terror. he could probably find a way to escape it or finish it off. as far as he knew from studying nathan's attacks. any heavy blow would do. maybe severing limbs would make it die faster.
he was getting tired of their pointless aruging. he had eventually found a stack of wooden pallets and had taken a seat. if they were going to put on a show, he was going to sit. only thing that was missing was a bag of popcorn and a pop.he wasn't too far from demy after all he had been talking to not that long ago. aruging about his date. maybe a few feet away now that he was sitting. he watched as the terror ignored nathan and started towards demy. he was prepared himself. hearing nathan call her stupid. now that seemed like an understatment. sure she had managed to damage one, but this one was still left. he watched as she struck the terror not once, but twice. as soon as it was up and running towards her once more, he did the same, but he knew the his shield would get there first."throwing a couple of pebbles at it isn't working demy. try something harder!"
The possessiveness displayed by Demetria was incredibly amusing, especially considering she had the audacity to believe he would listen. There was no possibility he would obey the words of a complete stranger, even with the lingering threat of knocking his fangs out. Defending himself was a simple task since he had been successful in his hunter work. There was obviously a relationship between this woman and the man who accompanied her, Nathan theorizing that there was some romantic tension between the pair. Even at the insistence of the male stranger not belonging to Demetria, the vampire found it doubtful; there was something occurring between the pair. A smirk crossed the green-haired hunter's face as she spared a glance at the redhead.
"If he is not yours then why I am not allowed to bite him? He was offering himself up a few minutes ago," Nathan chuckled. The criticism from the man was greeted with a bitter response. "Don't care if you think I lack personality, you're just too blind to see it."
There was certainty that some form of personality; why else would Tristan attempt to converse with him? Something had to be existent or he would become rather bland to interact with. As time proceeded and Demetria seemed keen on interrupting the fighting, Nathan was coming to the conclusion that enjoyment in torturing the creature would need to wait; how unfortunate... Admittedly, the vampire found the woman to be rather skillful, but nonetheless still a burden by risking injury to prove an idiotic point. Despite the displayed skill, Nathan continued running closer, watching as the male stranger began joining the fray by throwing a shield. Citizens appeared to be more troublesome than the teenage hunter expected; which was an incredible annoyance!
Closer the vampire traveled, enhanced speed carrying him quickly and allowing for him to sprint passed Demetria, slamming his shoulder heavily into the creature. The troublemaker backpedaled, the unexpected hit stunning the terror.
"I TOLD YOU TO LET THE PROFESSION HANDLE IT!" Nathan shouted towards Demetria.
The vampire swung outwards towards the troublemaker, the creature narrowing avoiding the blade of the military grade bowie knife. Claws racked his right arm, the one extended towards the terror. Despite the newly formed injury, Nathan did not hesitate to manipulate his blood into spikes. The troublemaker screamed as the spikes launched into it, one poking into the creature's throat, shortly converting it to blood. Slowly, Nathan stood straight and glared towards the woman who had interrupted him, blood running down his arms to his finger tips.
"NEXT TIME, DON'T BE A PROBLEM!" Nathan shouted.
Afterwards, the vampire sheathed his knife, putting it back into his pocket. An annoyed grumble left his mouth, Nathan's eyes glancing around for any more enemies.
Demetria ignored Gideon's comment about her lacking personality. She wasn't trying to gain his attention, in fact it was his fault that she was out here in the first place. If he had told her that he was meeting up with a date she would have just stayed home instead of bothering to come out here. Though Nathan's comments would have to be rebuked right now, she wasn't about to allow some vampire to randomly place his fangs where she deemed they didn't belong. "BECAUSE I SAID SO." She didn't think she needed a reason to tell him to keep his fangs to himself, it wasn't like he needed any blood so why bother sticking his fangs into somebody else, especially Gideon? It was somewhat amusing that Nathan rebuked Gideon about the personality comment only moments prior.
"I can see your personality as plain as daylight. Not sure if I should be pleased or annoyed however." She admitted, wanting nothing more than to annoy the shit out of Nathan since he started it. She rolled her eyes at Gideon for asking if they were planning on finishing this off or if he would have to play the damsel in distress. "DON'T RUSH ME!" Of course throwing the broken street wouldn't do much damage but it wasn't like she had any other weapons on her right this moment. Besides it kept Nathan from killing it off, so she felt somewhat pleased with herself, now if only she could find something to kill it with before he could interrupt her in return. The shield had been thrown up, she found herself somewhat surprised that Gideon had protected her even though that is what he was paid for.
She sighed, preparing to find a light but before she had the chance to do so, Nathan had sprinted passed her and slammed his shoulder into the Troublemaker. "And here I thought I was doing as told." She answered him back sarcastically. She watched as Nathan killed the Troublemaker, finding him to be quiet the showoff. When he yelled at her, she was about to shrug her shoulders at him, that is until he had the nerve to call her a problem. She tossed the radio at him. "The only problem here is you!" She yelled, the nerve of it all, only because she ran out of ammo. If she hadn't planned on joining TRS, now she planned on doing so.
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