What You Can't Control [Invites]

[Silver Eyes]

It was tempting to enter Jherrazad and explore the grounds but The Night Angel had other ideas in mind for tonight. From one of the rolling hills shrouded by the sparse vegetation, she crouched down and began a quick scan of the city to acquire locations for future portal openings. There may come a time in which the assistance of The Red Devil may be necessary to stop The End and a quick means of transportation would be preferred.

Silver eyes gazed at the wilds that surrounded the city for signs of movement but nothing came into view. Yet. A few guards marched along the outskirts, supernatural in their genetic makeup, but nothing raised alarms—they were just patrolling and she was camouflaged enough. Ten more minutes was all she needed.

[Adam Reinheart]

A soft wind blew that night, and Adam sat in the tower's window to get a good feel of the breeze when something in it caught his attention. He sniffed the air, taking in a deep breath as he thought about it before he realized who it was. That couldn't be right...last he saw her was in Domino city, although him being in his new land was strange enough so who was he to truly question himself now. He didn't waste time, he had to get to where the scent came from before she took off again so after grabbing his trench coat and a few of the scrolls he had packed on a shelf he darted out of the window and grabbed upon the edge of the castle wall, pulling himself up before he started moving along quickly.

Finally, he made it to the outskirts where he decided to use a short 'jump' to get to his target, disappearing from sight and appearing a few feet behind her as looked at her scouting the area. He knew as well as anyone that she could smell him, after all it was one of the ways she hunted so why couldn't she tell he was there. He merely cleared his throat and spoke, "You know your not in Kansas anymore Dorothy. What brings you to this neck of the woods?", he asked with a slight tone of sarcasm in the first bit.

[Silver Eyes]

This was an interesting turn of events. Adam was residing at this place and he caught her scent while she caught sight of him leaving Jherrazad. Fate was a tangled web. "I never was from Kansas in the first place." Amoura remained crouched, eyes peeled for other key locations, "I hated that movie. Don't make references to it again." The Night Angel got to her feet, hands clenched into fists and she turned to face him. The winds began to pick up, rippling her cloak and causing it to lash around her armored body. All Adam could see behind the mask were her silver irises.

"I could very well ask you the same reason but it's none of our business."

Amoura warily cast her gaze at the hills; she hated being out in the open like this with the possibility of being caught. A seen vampire usually wasn't a good one.

[Adam Reinheart]

"You know me...always popping in when you least expect it...like an annoying relative.", he said as he looked down over the hill to see Jherrazad and shrugged his shoulders a moment in confusion before he looked at her silver iris's. "So uhm...why are you here anyways? I came because I was...escorted here by the lady of the land. Don't tell me...you were sucked up in a tornado...or or or...You were in a time travelling car?", he said as if he were some kid telling a story and getting really excited over it before he just chuckled a bit and shook his head.

"Sorry sorry...just good to see a familiar face that actually knows me. I hate this whole twilight zone stuff. I swear I think I met myself a day or so ago and I was creeped out the whole day.", he said shuttering a bit at the thought before turning back over to her.

[Silver Eyes]

Throughout his one sided conversation, Amoura gave him a blank stare and her stillness could easily be compared to a well preserved statue. It was difficult to predict what she would do should she bother moving at some point but when the awkward sensation of the conversation faded, she turned her head to the city.

With lungs expanded, she replied: "Exploring. Getting to know my surroundings near and far." Strands of ebony locks, freed from the confinements of her hood, lightly brushed over her ivory features. Her left hand, no longer encased in the steak-knife sharp talons, brushed them aside. "There is trouble brewing on the horizon that most have suddenly began to forget. There's more fools out there than sages."

Amoura's eyes narrowed to slits; a sudden thought had taken priority over all else, "I've been working with another version of me. His name is Argus. In his universe all genders are swapped." That wasn't it, though—she sounded distracted by something else with greater importance.

[Adam Reinheart]

"Gender swapped...oh god...now there is a girl me out there somewhere.", he frowned and let out a soft groan of disappointment. This was just getting better and better for him with each passing second. Still...something was up with her, she seemed distracted with something and it was making him curious. He watched the ebony lock of her hair fall in her face and she moved it, rubbing his chin a bit before he finally opened his mouth and decided to say something.

"Hey...something up? You seem...a little off than normal. Something happen that I missed or what?", he asked her as he placed his hands into his coats pockets, looking around him a bit nervously, wondering if something was going to jump out at them that she could sense but wasn't talking about it.

[Silver Eyes]

Amoura didn't bother moving her head and let her eyes move to the corner so she could stare at the half-demon. No verbal response was required; the look she was giving alone proved that too much had been seen and more was still to come. Adam lacked the power to read minds and his telepathy was probably still weak—at least that's what she recalled.

"And the evil that was once vanquished shall rise anew. Wrapped in the guise of man shall he walk amongst the innocent and terror shall consume they that dwell upon the world. The skies shall rain fire, the seas will become as blood, the righteous shall fall before the wicked and all of creation shall tremble before the burning standards of hell." Finally, she moved and faced Adam, "It is the harbinger of Its return and It shall send forth it’s terror into all the realms. Everything… Shall die. In seven days the world was made; when the time comes, there shall be seven days of peace before the world comes undone." The prophecy that had haunted her for years, repeated for Adam, was replayed.

"And on the Eighth Day, God created the Arashi. The first he would call his brother, the second he would call his will, and the third, the third he would call the end. In one form or another they existed by his commands. His strongest warriors far outweighing the creations of man and that of angels. They would become his equals.” There was a pause and the end of the recitation: "The end of all things is coming, Adam."