The night was rather bussies for the middle of the week, even for the new club that just had opened up in kolehas. it was know as adamant, and held very little to the actual word, must thought of it as irony. The front of it was like any high class joint, line for miles of unwitted patrones hoping to get a slight glimpse of the inside. Two towing rhino bouncers in black sleeveless shirts, showing off their natural intimidation weapons, and a snotty skunk dressed far from the club scene to be working the entrance. *Next!* The skunk Shouted to the next couple in line. The two step forward to the podium, with a unsettling eagerness. One of them a rather chunky rat possibly in his mid thirties or older, he’s “date” on the other hand looked she should get ready for school the next day, instead of out at a party. a slime tigress who seemed rather excited with who she was with.* Names please.* The skunk didn't even look from his paper to see who they were. The rat fumbled into his pants pocket to show his identity card “ Here you are my good si…” cut off by one of the rhinos snatching it from his hand, and giving it to the skunk. He looked it over with barely a glimpse, before pushing it back to the rhino. “No name no entry” He said waving his hand to them “what, that can’t be, i made reservations.” He said flustered, he began to dig into his pocket again “To bad bud, you must have been mistaken, now..” The skunk was cut off mid sentence. “ wait! we can come to an agreement.” he looked back at his young partner, and she looked at him in turn. /the exchanged a few glances, and few words. The skunk taped on the podium constantly With one eyebrow arched with a disgruntled sneer on his face. “how much to get in, i have at least a good few blucks” he fumbles for his wallet in the same fashion. “she may have something also.” The tigress scoffed, implementing her in his begging party. “Enough! Russell” The large rhino took the rat by his collar, and hoisted him up with little effort.He tossed him aside further down the walkway, he landed face first on the the cold stone. The tigress walk up to the defeated rats body, and bent down next to him “ i think i’ll head home thanks again anyway” She walked away down the walkway He stayed on the ground for good while, before he pulled himself up from the ground, and clutched his arm in pain. He started limping back home,but not before someone grabbed his shoulder. He turned to see a cloaked figure, he couldn't' make out his face, but he was a rather sturdy fellow, at least standing a good six feet or more, and thick toned body covered by a light colored fur. his hand clutched the rat’s shoulder, he looked at it as his grip tightened, and loosed up. he removed his red painted nails from him and back to his wait side. “be lucky you didn't get in.” The stranger removed his hood to reveal his face. the biggest Attention grabber was the crimson red horn poking from his head, and how it gleamed in the moonlight, not like anything seen. matching his raging red hair tied into a ponytail that was larger than others. The rat was speechless, just to see something like him was stunning. “trust me, i know these things” he gave him a quick winck, and a thumb up Still caught in aw, the rat only noded, and went on his way slacked jawed, and No longer in pain for some reason.. the skunk was just getting rid of more people, and being more of an ass to boot. The red haired unicorn smiled to himself, and turned to the the entrance to adamant, and waltz to the front of the line “Next!” he yelled once again “excuse me, i was hoping i could enter” The unicorn asked “Name?” he said with a rather rude tone “can’t say i’m afraid, we got secrets eh.” he shrugged The skunk looked him over “Really?, listen here Mr. secret, i would love to continue this revealing conversation with you, but i have others, who do have common decency to not be a dumbass.” the skunk returned to his papers with a sour expression on his face The rare equine stood there with a dark glare in his eye at him, the look that was close to the look of a killer. “well,MOVE!” the skunk said with a huff. *** The red unicorn entered the establishment with a stale expression, he was still fuming slightly at the rudeness, but what was to be expected from ‘the Civil’. The club was rather flamboyant on the inside, a large bar at the far back, and one closer to the left of the entrances. The center of the places was a large dance floor, were an odd array of techno music was playing, with some acid mix in for no reason. There were some areas to site at, or relieve one’s feet from dancing. all in all it seemed normal, a little dry from the plan blue color theme they had going, but he wasn't there for the color, or dancing. He pulled of his dirty cloak to reveal his casual attire. a leather chest cover, that showed off his abs, and barely did it’s job covering his pecs, and leather pants that fit to his body well but couldn't hide everything so easily. he caught quite a few glimpses from a group of ladies who must be having a good night by the amount of alcohol. a young serving boy almost spilled his platter of drinks trying to sneak a peak in . Walking deeper into the club the unicorn came upon the dance floor were countless bodies were grinding, and shaking to the beat of the music. some were moved as if they had done this routten constantly, others were merely following along with them with poor skill. Standing as still as a statue the unicorn looked over the crowd to a sight that was rather pleasant. Closer to the DJ, were three large circular platforms with a few body's, dancing around poles in a seductive manner. on the left was a blue orc girl with curves for days, in the center was a slim gazel who had the most patrons barding for her attention, he could have sworn he saw someone throw her a block of gold. Fortunately those weren't the one’s he was after. on the right was a massive white bull, and ‘he’ was a fine specimen. He was jacked from head to the toe,his chest looked as if you could sculpt stone on it, and hose righteous are looked the lift for hours on end. if not enough as he danced he showed off his juicy butt, that was far perky than most, and all in perfect view even with his black thong flaucing between the meaty mountains. With a slight perk in his step he made his way through the dance floor. he grew more, and more excited as got closer to him, he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of the adiones no matter how hard he tried. He finally came up to his platform, were it was only him, and a small but well built rottweiler were taking in the show. He looked up at the beefy bovin who continued to mesmerize them with his massive build, and graceful movements. “Hey there pony boy, what can daddy do for you?” The gruff voice bovin asked sizing up the unicorn. “Well...There is a lot i would want, but maybe you could help me” With a slight blush on his face he kept eye contact with him. “well what is hun shoot” The bull asked. “ i was looking for someone, and wanted to know if they were here” he asked back in earnest. the one to ask, go see trixy at the bar on the far side, she see everyone.” He said pointing the way while keeping his dance going. The bull thought to himself for a small second before answering back. “well i not “thank you fine sir” he waved to him “hold on pony” He turned back to him “what's your name?” He leaned forward “Angel, Angel Thorn sir” he said giving a wink and walking to the bar. The bull watched him Saunter away, and was the one captured in a trance. Angle came to the bar that was full of people trying to get ahold of the bar keeps. “oh excuses me i’m looking for trixy?” angle was immediately pushed aside by the wave of more patron. getting his footing, and trying again only to be pushed down once more by the crowd getting larger. With what little patience he had he tried once more towing over several of the smaller customers, only to stomp down again, by a stampede from behind, and tumbling to the floor. At that point angle came to a crossroad, his master told him one’s patients is a sacred thing, and should never be forgotten. He also remembered the other other thing his master told him. “sometimes you have to say, fuck other's feelings.” And boy was he about to. While the horde continued rushing the counter, boguarding, and shoving as many around as possibles. “Pardon...ME!” And with that a rush of air came from billow the crowd Causing a number of people to be hurled into the air.The bar attendance watch as they went flying across the room, with stares of amazement, and terror. The club was in a stand still at that point as angel finally picked himself up. “Now, can i see trixy” Angel asked dragging himself from the ground “That’s me?” a little grey furred rabbit stepped up “Thank the sky, can you help me.” He asked in a huff “What do you need help?” she asked in turn “I’m looking for a….” he stopped for a moment to get her to come closer. he whispered into her ear “ a Redion.” She backed away, and quickly looked to the ground not missing a beat as she turned on her heels and made a swift exit to the back of the bar, and through the door. Angel guessed he wasn't going to find what he was looking for here after all. The tired unicorn leaned over the bar counter, resembling some of the more intoxicated folks around him. He pondered to himself now, what was he to do now, he had very few leads to work with,and all out of options at the most part. while slumped over he didn't notice the stranger walking from behind him wrapped in some sort of purple cloak.He stepped lightly, making hardly a sound as he got closer to Angle. A wide unsettling smile crept across his face as he revealed a sharp object from underneath his cloak. “hey bud.” Angle gestured to the chipmunk next to him who was dazed. “you know what's worse than getting stabbed in the back.” The boozed bystander tilted his head still unable to comprehend what he was being told. At that moment, Angle backed off the counter , and turned to the shifty strange. The stranger was taken back by his speed and stumbled. Angel gave him a smirk before delivering a swift roundhouse kick to the side of his head. The stranger was hurled across the place, and crashed into a nearby table. The current occupants rose up in fright, and rushed away. The cloaked figure groaned out of agony, and slightly stiffened. “Getting your shit pushed in by unicorn.” Angle finished his retort, and looked over to see the drunk passed out. “very cute” The stranger struggled to his feet chuckling slightly. “A real pieces of work you are” He started cracking his shoulder. “cut the crap who are you? “Oh you don’t need to know, all you need…” The stranger bent over in what looked like pain, and started stumbling around. A odd sloshing sound began to come from his body, like a thick stew churning in his body. His body slightly grew, and began to tear open his cloak to reveal himself. From his cloak he revealed his arms were enlarged purple spiked wings, with large eyeballs coming from the sides. His skin match the purple in a hideous mutated color. his body disfigured, as if he was slammed into wall repeatedly until it was unidentifiable. His face twisted with one pair of eyes on his left, and one on the right, and his mouth splitting down the middle “IS DIE.” he yelled in scraggly dump voice. The entire club was filled with bloody screaming, and sound of feet making a run from the monster. the employees watch in horror as the monster stomped around, they began rushing to the back room, or diving over the counter trying to get to the exit. “Well that was unEXPECTED!!” Angle moved quickly as the monster charged towards him, he rolled under him avoiding his tackle. The monster turn to see Angle has disappeared, he looked around in disbelief that he could just vanish. in that blind moment Angle appeared from thin air, and gave him a hard right hook. The monster's face spluged a purple goo, that fell from his face. “Gonna have to stay mobile ugly.” He said hopping in places The monster shook his head, and started to come to. “OR YOU NEED TO MOVE LESS!” he spread his wing arms to catch Angle. Angle stepped back out of his range, The Wings extend around him like tendrils,trapping him in there grip. The monster chuckled, and tightened his grip on Angle trying to squeeze the life out of him. “Damn it!” “OH, WHAT'S WRONG HAVING TROUBLE!” he asked sarcastically. “NOT TALKING THAT GOOD SHIT NOW ARE YA!” Angel gruted trying to break the grip of the beast. “STOP STRUGGLING, IT ONLY MAKES IT EASIER!” He tightened even more around Angles body. “BUT THAT'S FOR THE BEST, MASTER SOON WON’T HAVE TO DEAL WITH YOU” He lifted Angle higher up in the air, and put all his strength into another squeeze to finish him. “Goddamit, why would your master care?” Angel grunted out “ I DON'T KNOW, ALL I KNOW IS TO KILL YOU, AND THAT'S WHAT I’M GONNA DO!” The monster said squeezing until he felt angels body pulse, and vibrate. “Then you're useless” Angle’s eyes turn light green in a flash, and the monster looks dumbfounded. He gave him a coy smile before his body began to pulse even more rapidly. “W-WHAT IS...…” The monster was cut off by a burst of air, exploding from Angels body, slicing through his winged arms. “AAAAAAAAAAAA” The monster staggered back with his arms blown off, and what was left squirting out purple liquid. “You should have know i was stronger, but it’s obvious they were only using you to gauge enemies.” The monsters eyes were filled with rage, he charged full forced even without his arms. Angle countered with a sharp uppercut to his chin. Angle dug his fist right into him, making his eyes bulge from his head. “OW” His head rested on Angel's fist Angle pulled his fist from his chin, and began a merciless assault on his face, the monster was completely immobilized, and unable to focus. He took the monster by the top of his head, and looked him in his disgusting three eyed face. “now tell me, WHO DO YOU WORK FOR?” “YOUR MOTHER” He said with multiple teeth falling out of his vertical mouth. Angel stared at him for a second, and sighed, he griped his head, and put all his force into a downward motion. The creature's head came clean off, leaving a sliming thread back to his body. Angle dropped it on the ground, and waltzes to the bar, and grabbed a sit. “Another bust!” he took the unciouse patron's drink, and took a swig. Redion, mutated creatures with odd morphing abilities, and large amounts of power. Angel is one of the few who can actually fight one of the hideous creatures head on. While he found one, he must find a specific one, the one that wronged him. A swift sloshing sound came from behind Angel, Even with a detached head the Redion body still had control. The limbless, headless body jump forward at him, closing distance between them. A flash of light speed past Angles head leaving a smoky trail, and penetrating the corpse chest. The body fell ,and started melting from the burning hole in it’s chest, the body was soon reduced to a bubbling puddle. Angel focused his eyes in front of him to meet the glare of a rather sour Ram behind the bar. A rather gruff fellow, with the muscles to back his force expression.He was covered in a white robe that was rather tattered. His red eyes stared daggers into Angel, making his eyes darted from him. “ Solomon what is it?” He said taking another drink from the glass. “Were would you like me to begin?” Solomon leaned over the counter, and stared Angel the eye. Angel quickly scewd from him having a rather distaste for the ram, and his bloody eyes. Solomon scoffed, taking angel by the chin, and forcing him to look him in the eye. “you keep pulling this shit you're going to get yourself in a lot of trouble.” Solomon stated coldly, without a glimmer of emotion. “FUCK OFF!” Angel pulled himself from Solomon reach. “Sorry not for you.” “don’t start that shit again.” Angel snapped back at him “Last i checked you don’t give orders.” Solomon hoped over the counter to stand in front of Angel. Angel looked away again feeling even more disturbed with the Ram. “As your superior i give the orders, you follow?” Solomon stated standing a good few inches over Angel. “Bullshit” Solomon grabbed Angel by the front of his clothes, and brought them face to face. Solomon breathed in deeply, and back out onto Angel’s face, his breath was hot, and heavy, whatever he had ate Angel could taste it. Solomon held his composure, and didn’t show anger, merely a displeased face as always. “I said do you follow?” Solomon said in a harsh tone. “Good, Now get back to the lodge, i’ll clean up here.” Angel was about to interject, but solomon glanced with a cold stare cutting him off. Angel left feeling slightly defeated, and ashamed even when he succeeded in eliminating the threat. “ KId’s these days” *** Far outside the city was a lodge that was rather new to the area it was placed. it wasn't fancy, but it wasn't small either. It seeme to fit a small group, or at least the two men that use it. Angel stumbled inside, feeling tipsy from what little alcohol he had consumed. Even for a decent fighter the poor pony could not hold his liquor. He made his way to the room on the left wobbling on the way there. He crashed into the bed, slowly geting into a comfortable position, drifting into sleep. Still slightly awake thoughts of home echoed in his mind. Mundra, a land endless sand, countless danger, and the deadliest warriors. To some a horrible place, but for Angel it was a life he would never give up. unfortunately he had to for a time, a time he did not have control over. The Mundra government was a work in progress, and had flaws as so many do. Split down the middle, the government sought power two different ways. One was trying to form a union with one of the other major factions of power in the world Destrian, Vestra, Hologn, and Ruino. If possible to join forces it could stabilizes the situation, and bring calm. The only problem would be who would agree to an alliance with us. Mundra has a short history of violence, and Betrayal, pacts aren’t easy to come by. The lack of trust between all the powers does not help either. The second half was more...extreme. Some in the government believed that we should have more power, more authorities, and they do anything to get it. The started experimenting with Redion, trying to mimic the abilities with no success. They took many innocent citizens, calling it the good of mundra, all lies. Soon the came for people like me, sprite wielders, that's when Angel knew Angel had to do something. That’s how He ended up with Solomon, Solomon was apart of the old governing council, and had a plan to fix things. Solomon told him of the Warlord Icayn, the lost descendent to the lord of Mundra, and that they needed him. Solomon told him little from that, the only other thing was that they can’t draw attention. The ram countlessly had to save, and cover up many mistakes Angel had made. Angel knew he made mistakes, and he was thankful for solomon teaching him, keeping him safe, but every time he had to treat him like a child. Angel was twenty years of age, and was still just some kid in Solomon's eyes. “Those gorgeous red eyes” Angel though to himself, It was hard to tell, but Angel had deep feeling for solomon, and he knew Solomon would not feel the same. Ever sinces the left mundra he would hope Solomon would change his mind, but nothing changed. Since they had a shaky partnership, but still productive. Even if Angel couldn't have him, he could save his home. “Still feeling a bit down pony?” A familiar gruff voice spoke from a distances. Angel rose from bed to see the white bull from the club standing in his doorway. “Hey.” He waved casually “How did you get.” The bull walked up to him, and sat on the bed, invading his personal spaces, not that angel mined. “Your friend said you may need...some help” He gave a sweet smile from his muzzle. “Solomon” He thought to himself. “It’s ok you don’t have to do anything..” Angel was stopped by the bull pressing his lips against his. Angel jumped from the surprise kiss. The bull grabbed the back of his head pulling him deeper into it. Angel Started to relaxs, letting the bull take full control. The bull pulled away breaking the rough kiss. Even now, solomon always remains ahead of him, knowing just what to do.