Imagined Peace: Clock Tower

[Nathaniel Winchester]

The fair was the least place that Nate would be, though he was bored right now. He wanted to scout for a hot guy. Maybe have some fun, even better find something evil to kill. Killing something evil always fun. It made this thing inside him happy, blood, death. Oh it's enough to make him hard just thinking of it. He shook his head as he rubbed a hand through his blonde hair. Dressed in a brown shirt, jacket and worn jeans. Dean's amulet around his neck that he gave to him on his thirteenth birthday. He never took it off, he liked it, he found it cool.

He looked around as he moved, hands stuffed in his pockets. Boots scuffling in the green grass, he looked up as little children ran by. Playing and laughing, Nate smirked a little. He would like a family one day sometime far away and when he's done hung up his hat. Though now he don't want anything but fun and hutning. Sex, sex's always fun. He shrugged his hsoulders before he yawned a little. He frowned a little when he noticed a man ahead. Older, about 40s. He looked suspicous, or maybe it was the pull that he felt. Magic, he done used magic enough to know what a magic user felt right.

He moved on after the man, following him. The man lead him away from the fair. The man was following the two kids, Nate's eys narrowed. He felt that edge of power inside him, the demon within getting excited. IT was screaming fight fight fight. He was agreeing, the man pulled out a dagger from behind him. It had a silve blade, and black hilt. There was a demonic symbol on the blade. The man moved more faster determined to get the kids. "Hey!" Nate yelled out not breaking his paste, he gestured and sent the man to the side with his telekinesis. "Now tall dark and ugly. Why do you wanna mess with the kiddos?" He asked moving up to the man with was stupid.

He was stopped in his tracks as he felt a tightening in his chest. Murmurring seemed to surround him. The man got up well floated up, Nate fell to his knees clutching his chest. His face a contortion of pain, the man's murmuring was all in his head. He couldn't get it out, the pain intensified making him double over. His eyes water his hand tighting clenching his shirt. "You aren't pure." The man said as he rubbed the dagger over his cheek. "Well you aren't exactly Martha Stewart either now are you?" Nate choked out to him.

[Ryan Pierce]

Ryan dropped his hands into the pockets of his black microsuade trench. He did alright, he supposed, for a kid his age. His 'jobs' usually gave him enough money to get by on. Now he was here in Wilmington for another one. Some guy named Clark. Digging his hands deeper into his pockets, Ryan's eyes every once in a while raised over the rim of his sunglasses, but he really didn't want to notice anyone, per say. Everything was in conflict with everything else in his life. He felt like he was supposed to be doing something else. Something different.

As he walked, he heard some people talking. Voices were being raised. Watching someone being tossed to the side with seemingly nothing, Ryan knew that it was something. Telekinesis. Slowing and turning towards the scuffle, a faint smile crossed his face. He felt his eyes straying to notice the other guy's ass, but he blinked his gaze away. Ryan always did enjoy a good fight.

The kid dropped to his knees and Ryan felt something. Powers. Great, he copied things he didn't even know yet. Telekinesis, clearly. "I'll show you pure," Ryan announced, moving and tugging the man with the dagger off of the kid, throwing him back with his own strength blended with the newly gained telekinesis. The man's landing was rough to say the least because Ryan didn't exactly have control over it.

Looking back to the kid who was still on the ground, Ryan offered him a hand. He was cute - damnit, no. But he also wasn't his next kill. "Are you alright?" His other hand sparked slightly, ready for anyone else to so much as sneeze.

[Nathaniel Winchester]

Nathaniel wasn't thinking, he wasn't thinking that anyone could have seen him using his powers. He just reacted and didn't think. Dad would chew him a new one and Daddy would give him the whole no one can know about them speech. So much fun, he though with sarcasim. He didn't know who this guy was but he was bad news, the magick from him was thick in his mouth. It was horrible, chunky and so bad. He had to be a full blown warlock, he was borned with the magick. He wasn't a practioner like he was. The man knew what he was doing and have been for a long time. Nate couldn't match his power, at least he don't think so.

This he didn't know about, he wasn't that skilled in the craft. He didn't know how to counter whatever the warlock was doing to him. He was to his knees and bending over before he could do anything. The man's murmuring was flowing in his head, it was canceling out anything else he was trying to think of. He could only hear the spell murmurring over and over. He clenched his teeth tightly together and tried to focus. He couldn't, a incredible pain forming from his head. Rolling around inside like needles. Blood started to flow slowly from his ears and nose.

Nate felt the man's concentration being broken as he could hear a male's voice. He looked up slowly, his hair hanging down into his eyes. Sweat covered his brow and matted the strands to his forehead. He looked weak and out of it. He slowly felt his energy reforming and sat up on his knees. Just as the warlock was thrown back, did the other guy have super strength? Who was he? He was hot, more then hot! "I didn't need help. " He said recovering faster then a human, he wiped the blood from his nose and slowly got up. Not accepting the hand, though he swayed against Ryan. The warlock got up and shook off the pain. "How cute." The warlock said looking to Ryan. "Now...this is more like it. Town need a little more purity." He said.

He gestured at them and Nathaniel stepped forward. "Occulot." He said waving his hand canceling the spell the power that was sent at them. The warlock snarled out before throwing out his hands, a blast of dark magic flowing at them. Nate knew he couldn't counter that, he held out his hand sending it back at the man. Though the man suddenly beside them. He back handed Nate sending him stumbling back and stabbed at Ryan. Nate moved recovering inhumanly fast before kicking out knocking the man's arm back. He back handed him this time and high kicked him in the face. "See I can take care of myself." He said to Ryan as the man started to get up.

[Ryan Pierce]

This guy was seriously weird. Okay, so Ryan had seen - and experienced - some really weird things on hunts before, but this was different. It was ... magic. And he didn't believe in that sort of thing. Was it really ... real? Maybe he'd have to think about it later. Clearly, there was someone in trouble, and he had to help. When he wasn't working on his 'jobs', Ryan was a fairly decent guy. Besides, if this kid knew where Clark was, then maybe helping him now would earn him a good mark and he could use the kid as a favor later in finding him.

Good plan.

"Of course you didn't," Ryan scoffed off-handedly. Maybe he shouldn't try to be the good citizen and help people. Maybe people just weren't worth it. After all, this guy - who seemed to recover faster than he had seen anyone recover - just didn't seem interested in help. So maybe he should just step back and watch the two beat each other to a bloody pulp. From his view, it looked like that guy was winning, because the kid was still bleeding. A lot.

As the kid swayed into him, Ryan felt his heart flutter slightly. No, he told himself sternly. This was getting harder. The kid, whom he didn't know his name yet, looked beat. Exhausted. Things happened fast, one minute the kid said something and things were slowed, then he moved some form of swirling something away. Now, maybe, they were even.

Then the jerk was going after him. HIM! Jerking back as the kid - Nate - stepped in to protect him, Ryan was surprised. Whoa. If he could move that fast, that'd be so cool! The electrokinesis stuck with him, so why can't something else. "Apparently," Ryan nodded, holding his arm slightly where the knife had barely scratched him. "Now let's get out ...," he started, seeing the man try to get up.

Rolling his eyes, Ryan's hands moved together and he rubbed them together before pulling them apart, a ball of electricity forming in his hands. Turning, he threw it at the guy right at his chest. The voltage was high enough to give him a good shock, if not out right burst him into flames or something.

[Nathaniel Winchester]

Nathaniel didn't mean to be rude, he just don't like help. He would have preferred to smash the freak's face in. Not Ryan but the other guy. He so hated being bested, he could still feel a small trickling of blonde running from his ears. He shook his head, shaking off the dizziness before licking his lips and forcing his eyes to focus. He couldn't help but notice that Ryan was cute older, cute. Ooh nice eyes. He focused his eyes to look away from Ryan before looking to the dark warlock. He had a feeling about this guy, he wanted him dead. He would make sure that he's dead too or die in the process.

He knew he would surrive from whatever the man had tried to do to him. He wasn't human, well half human though he's harder to kill. He shrugged his shoulders to himself before glaring at the man. Ready to just rip him in half and settle this. He was ready for this before he suddenly swayed into Ryan, okay maybe he was overestimating his body right now. He felt the tight abs from the man behind him. Oh that felt nice. He thought as he forced himself to stumble from Ryan.

He smirked at Ryan as he took care of the guy, he was so feeling the thrill. The beast in him wanted to rip his guy in half, to kill him. He noticed Ryan was hurt and he wanted to really hurt the guy now. Don't know why but he just did, he turned toward the guy. It was like the air was crackling around him, he hoped he didn't overload Ryan. He snarled at the man before stopping himself hearing Ryan's words. He turned his head to look at Ryan, he didn't want to listen. He wanted to kill the guy. He stepped back finally to Ryan's side after a long moment.

He looked to Ryan's hands noticing the electricity before watching him. The lightning struck the man and he yelled out. His whole body being filled with the electricity until he bursted in flames. Nate smirked satisified though he would have liked ot do it. He turned ot Ryan looking him over. "Nice. Though I don't he was the only one. More's coming." He said as he could feel them, dark magick. A lot of it too.

[Ryan Pierce]

Okay, this guy was being rude. Then again, maybe he just did not want any help. He had claimed he could take care of himself, but whatever. Ryan was just trying to give him a hand. Maybe he would be able to help him locate Clark Miles, anyway. This kid was younger than he was, and seemed to perhaps grown up in this town. So, maybe he would be the key to finding Clark - and killing him. It should not be too hard, because part of him was really good at making friends. The other part, of course, had a hard time keeping them - always killing. Sure, that went against his beliefs - "Thou shalt not kill" - but it was all he knew in his life.

Just like his homosexuality. Completely against what he believed in. Ryan sighed at that thought. This kid, though younger, was pretty handsome. Attractive. And he could definately 'take care' of himself. Someone Ryan would not have to look out for all the time would be preferred over the failed female relationships he's had before. Denying his true nature was just bad. But then again, he had to deny himself. Or else.

Watching as the kid forced himself to stumble away from him, Ryan shook his head. The kid was headstrong too. Could get him killed.

Finally, the kid came back to his side, listening to Ryan, it seemed. He knew that look - the kid wanted the guy dead. Dead and gone. Messed up and dead, probably. He had seen that look in the mirror time and time again, laced with a softer repentiveness.

Once Ryan blew the guy up - not really intending to - he smirked too. Things were starting to look up now, it seemed. "Thanks, just a little trick I learned along the way," he shrugged casually, looking around as Nate said something about more coming, "Well, let's get out of here, then. You're in no shape to keep kicking ass."

[Nathaniel Winchester]

The teenager hated that he had gotten bested, served him right for rushing into this. He could have handled it or died. Well dieing wasn't an option, and if he did die then he'll go down doing what he do. He still was clueless as too who that guy was, it had been peaceful around here. The occasion hunt here or there, pretty boring if he can say so himself. He liked some action in his life, some danger. It was the best thrill that there is. He was wondering who the hot guy is, he don't look familiar and Wilmington is small enough for you to know everyone that lived here. Though he haven't seen him around, maybe he's new in town.

He smirked slightly catching the guy checking him out. He licked his lips turning to look at him, still quite impressed at his powers. He wondered what he is, a special child? That would be cool, maybe he's a hunter too? He clearly know how to fight, he have that look about him he guessed. He was also hot, he said that already didn't he? He didn't like Ryan killing his kill though, he wanted to do it himself. That thing inside of him was rolling around and jumping up and down in fustration. It wanted that thrill of killing the enemy. His heart was racing so fast, and his eyes held a wild fire. He turned his head to look over Ryan, grinning slightly.

"Learned...you're not a user." He said meaning a magick user, he would sense the magick. He looked to the side feeling the others coming, it was like a gathering. A approaching storm, their power was enough to make his skin crawled. He stared in the direction for a moment, lost in the power. His eyes having dulled to nothing he pulled himself back and blinked a few times looking back to the other man. "I have two dads don't need three." He said before quickly moving anyway hoping Ryan is coming. "Come on..I have my dad's car. We need to get out of here...these guys are bad news." He said moving a little faster and feeling it getting closer. "Who are you?" He asked to the guy bringing to practically pul him along.