Jett x Deku
The sky started to screech throughout the lonely quiet town, as it was thundering and lightning, striking the main entrance of its target. As the grey angry clouds closed in, a boy opened his window to his coven, looking out as if he was trying to find some kind of answer to his unsolved identity. He knew he was a nephilem, but he truly hated it because the one thing he couldn't do was control the damn pieces. He loves his angel side, that's the easy, but he demon is evil and tricky to handle on some occasion. He wishes someone who knew how to help him him with it. His name is Jett Bond, very quiet boy with an demon attitude. He has pitch black hair that shines when the sun hits it with pleasure light, and a jump suit to wear if he wanted to, but mainly to his comfort point. Jett looked down when he yawns as it's still daylight, man it's in the afternoon, but he doesn't want to sleep just yet, he still wants to go explore the misty dark areas with delight force.
As the sun set up on the hills, the wind started to pick up. Soaring through the sky hitting Jett in the face, moving his wavy silky black hair as he closed his eyes. Enjoying the breeze as he moves away from the window, sleep walking out of his room and into the cold breezy hallway with stairs connected to them, that makes it swirl in a perfect circle. Going down to the end of the steps as stalk past the living room and into the kitchen swiftly walked toward the fridge. Opened it softly as peering into the cold breeze space looking for something to eat. There was barely anything to snack on reminding himself to go out before he forgets. Closing the fridge as a sigh escape his chapped lips, walking outside hissing as the light hits his sore tired eyes, covering it a bit as it focus back to place blinking forward. Walking out off the steps toward his mail box peering inside as grabbing the load of papers into his hands, looking through the pile of garbage. Bills. Bills. Entertainment downtown. Oh something interesting, as pill one from the rest of the others. Opening in gasping at the wording scanning the sentence, saying there was an opening for anyone who would love to guard important government items. Mm interesting indeed. Looking up getting some glares from the neighbors near by. Those no good ease droppers. Walking back into his dark lonely home, placing the others pile of trash getting it to later, as walk back up his long memorable stairs into his tame lighting bedroom. Groaning as he stretched in different ways, no one humans can't possibly do. Gaze over to his messing closet thinking what he would wear for that special moment for appear for the taking. Slowly walks over to his closet, peering in as he grabs a grey stain shirt that has black to dark red-purple wings. Smiling going back to March 23, 2340, when the world was almost destroyed by some losers in town. Blinking back from that memory of glory as gliding the shirt slowly over his head as he groans when his muscles and bones started to pop like broken glass. Bending down as picking up some black plain slacks sliding those on over his ass, thinking of the ahead of him.After he got ready for the day, he glides down the hallway into the living room grabbing his keys to his 2005 Porsche Carrera GT. He smiled to himself as he got into the car, turning it on making his baby purr into the hollow. Shifting his gear to drive, as he drove out of his driveway making his way down the road. Trees moving by fast like your running from death and just seeing blurs. Passing some lands that been disowned for a long time, thinking to himself to see if he could make couple of those thousands acres his to own, it shouldn't be that much for him to handle with the kind of money he's earning in a day. The sun shining into the car windows as he drove into town looking around, people mingling around as some rushing to get things down before the night ends. He chuckled to himself, making the smile never reached his eyes. The buildings became bigger once he got closer, as one pops out then the rest. Drives into the parking lot, parking in his normal space looking at the building he named himself. Blaze Warriors to the public, but for my undercover name is Corporate Punishment. Smirking to himself knowing humans don't know what the truth that's behind this wording, that's right in front of them. Gets out of his car as stroll into the building, the ac cold breeze hits him in the face cooling him done, making his way toward the elevator. Enters the small silver space as the doors closed, looking over to the small boy playing on his device chuckling to himself when the boy looks up at me with a brown hazel eyes peering into him. Taking in his clothes and smirks again at his heights when the boy looks about 5'2'', compare to me. The boy eyebrows scrunched together in a annoying tone, shaking his head going back to his phone. Mm this boy as that spark of excitement coursing through him, that I want to destroy under me. What am I thinking, if I ever do that to him, he would think I'm a crazy nutcase. Be cool take baby steps to win him over, yes that would work. Looks back at him thinking of what to say to a person smaller compare to me, breathes in then out as bites his lower lip glares at him.
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Dawn Tail
HumorA tall half angel, half demon man that's 6'1'', has trouble controlling his demon side. As a business called Blaze Warriors to the public, but in secret it's Corporate Punishment. Making him some good money, then he set his own eyes onto a boy that'...