Jett Morningstar | 236 Years Young | Retired Butler
Son of Lucifer & A Slut Vampire
"Where do I go from here.."
Origins: Jett was born a bastard child, and raised oddly normal for a supernatural. His mother was a whore for blood. While she retained rank as a pureblood Vampire, the plasma had become a drug addiction, which caused her to fall quickly. In a dangerous deal with Lucifer, Jett's mother fell pregnant. Of course, Lucifer never had time for his spawns, leaving Jett to his mother. Due to the fact that Endora, Jett's mother, was a Vampire and Lucifer a fallen angel; Jett was birthed without an exact name for his species. He bare's no fangs or blood-thirst, as well as no wings from his father's side. This leaves him...mostly normal. Our red-head retained most of his mother's traits and near to none of his father's, leaving him much weaker than most of Lucifer's spawns. None-the-less, Jett was gifted with his mother's abilities; ones that would put most demons to shame...A Healers Touch.
Past: Although Jett was a wanderer for a good portion of his early years, it wasn't without purpose. His mother was dead now. Jett expected this outcome from a young age. Her hellbent ways and thirst for plasma ultimately were her downfall. Jett despised his father with every fiber of his being. Even strongly disapproving of his mother's ways, Jett still cared for her, even as far as feeding her with his own blood. Jett always longed for the power he was denied at birth. The throne would one day be his. Perhaps that day was closer than he thought, or would he be sadly mistaken.. After a meeting with a Starcaller known as Amir. Jett found that the two had similar goals. Yet Amir's strength and power-control already seemed strong enough to face his father without help. Silently Jett plotted. Amir wished to kill Lucifer, and it seemed he would attempt to with or without Jett. His father's death would mean, the throne open. With his mind made up, our red-head vowed to serve Amir. For the longest time, Amir knew nothing of Jett's true plans or even the fact that Jett had Lucifer's blood running through his veins. His life as a butler for several loyal years came to an end when Amir began to slip even further into insanity; ultimately casting Jett away.
Presently: Ceres, a Fae from Katalam became his world quicker than he'd have thought. The two were good friends. She was a captured pawn in the game his twisted Master, Amir had been playing with Lucifer. Jett witnessed many bad things done to Ceres in Amir's clutches; her wings had been cut, her body beaten and her innocence ravaged. He eventually convinced Amir to free her. The two would not meet again for several years. Down the line, Amir cast Jett aside. Jett would eventually find his way to Ceres where the two were inseparable. She as his friend, and he her guardian. Getting herself into a situation with the Void, Ceres had lost all Fae concepts. She became a mage, the void fueling her power. Ceres, like his mother Endora, was hellbent on one thing, Killing Amir. Her twisted will was unclear, and Jett still does not know the reasoning behind it. She would eventually get her wish, at the cost of her own life. Jett was there, witnessed, and even helped the poor girl carry out her plan. He couldn't leave her alone, and she'd have carried out her plan either way. Jett was rescued from the battlefield by his sister Vivette. Ceres's overload of the Void's magic had killed her, but also her fearsome target. Jett remembered it clearly, she combusted with magic. Her body simply couldn't contain it. Now the Void that once ran through her veins taints his own body. While Jett has seen instances of the curse, he's yet to be fully engulfed in its insanity.
The Trickster: A title that no longer belongs to him. While Jett was always known as cunning and witty, he's actually mellowed out more than normal due to the Void's poison. This is alarming to the few that know him. Jett has always come off strong and for better words.. a jerk. Those personality traits aren't lies, but underneath, our red-head has the heart of a lion. He's always been a white knight and fails to follow in the footsteps of most children of Lucifer. While his depression from losing Ceres has a drastic impact on his mood, he does still retain his earlier traits.
A Sickness: The Void is no joke. It grants great power but with it great pain not only to the holder but the people around him. The sickness is recessive but tends to surface at the worse of times. It has begun to mess with his brain in horrible ways. Jett has recently blacked out and slaughtered a small Pho Noodle Cafe of civilians. He also has terrible dreams of void cursed demons far worse than what Hell has to offer. The curse has begun to take a toll on his metal.
Brilliant Green: Jett is a natural-born redhead. It's always been one of his most stunning features. However, close in second place is his electric green eyes. These were a hereditary gift from his mother's side. All healers in his mother's bloodline carried these exotic green hues. While Jett is built well, he's not over muscular. Toting his famous careless wifebeater and black jacket, Jett doesn't dress to impress.
Jett's Inheritance: Jett grew up and lived his whole life with an uncommon trait called Heterochromia. His green eyes were his natural skin color, but his right eye was always red. This triggered Jett to wear an eyepatch literally everywhere he went. The red hue was a gift, or more so a curse, from his father. While it gave Jett a few of his Father's abilities. It had also proven to hurt him in turn. Since the Void's coming, the Red eye gene has gone recessive, leaving Jett with his natural green hues.
The Sickness: While the Void only pokes it's head out on minor occasions, it stirs within the redhead. When the curse takes over Jett, his eyes (like all Void creatures) will shift to an electric purple color.
A Dangerous Chanter: Jett's talents, as a supernatural are extremely unique. He typically isn't much of a fighter unless you push the right buttons. Inherited from his mother, Jett is an outstanding healer. He has the ability to use recovery magic as well as other supporting magics; this makes him a well sought after ally. Although Jett possesses such brilliance in the supporting aspects of magic, he's yet to use it on anyone other than himself and his Late Master, Amir.
A Signature Trait: Aside from his outstanding healing abilities, Jett retained a few of his father's weaker skills, allowing him small offensive bouts if needed. Jett's mostly recessive crimson eye ties in with the abilities that his father passed down to him. Our-redhead's signature trait, however, is his speed. At normal speed, he's no different from that of an average demon. Though with a spell, spoken from his tongue, he has the ability to quicken himself and allies; literally multiplying his speed to unknown numbers. He's in no way the fastest creature in the world, but faster than most is better than none. Almost all of Jett's spells must be spoken from his lips, meaning they are extremely hard to replicate unless his voice is present. Still, he's been known to teach Ceres, an imprisoned Fae of his past Master, a few of his minor spells.
- "Haste" - Once spoken, Jett's speed will greatly increase. He can use it as long as his stamina permits it. This skill can also be directed at others.
- "Blood Boil" (Name and Skill inherited from his mother) - Once this word reaches an enemy's ears, their blood will begin to heat causing them to lose focus and fight more poorly. Note: This ability takes a lot of stamina to maintain.
- "Bloom" - Any plants in the area will open and secrete a pollen that, if inhaled, puts the breather in a sleep/drowsy state.
- "Crush" - Once spoken Jett or any allies, it is directed to will gain a strengthening boost for their physical strength. Side Effects: The listener's eyes may radiate red. This is Jett's second most used ability.
- Sacrifice - Jett will begin muttering in tongues. All of his energy will then leave his body and travel to his targeted ally. All of his energy enters the target, knocking Jett unconscious in the process. The target gains a huge power boost and a restoring aura that quickens the healing process.
- "Cleanse" - Upon speaking this word, Jett's hands will begin to radiate a warm green aura. This green light is a healing aura. If Jett lays hands on an ally while in his healing state, their wounds will begin to heal.
- Kiss of the Snake charmer *Special Skill*(Name and Skill inherited from his mother.) Jett reveals his crimson recessive red-eye inherited from his father. Jett's gaze becomes contagious. If one locks eyes with him. Their body falls under his control for a set period of time; usually around 5 minutes. *If the user has a more powerful mind than Jett, this could backfire causing serious harm to the redhead.
- Enhanced Senses - I.e, speed, strength, hearing, sight. All supernaturals usually possess these traits.
Pansexual | Single | No Interests
Most of Jett's ties have been cut. This was not his intention, both enemies and allies of his have come to traumatic endings in these past years. A lover is almost out of the question for him. Taking after his father, our red-head enjoys the thrill of a one night stand. He sees sexual desires as a necessity rather than seeking out a meaningful relationship. Taking after his father, Jett has no preference in gender or species. However, he has been seen leaning more closely towards Human-like females in his past. Jett can always be sucked into a relationship, it's just very unlikely.
CERES (Princess)
A captive Fae of Jett's late Master. During her time in captivity, Jett was tasked with caring for Ceres. Eventually, the two formed a bond of friendship. Over time, Jett convinced his Master to release the Fairy. As soon as the order was given, Jett freed Ceres. While their interactions ended for several years; the two rekindled their friendship later down the line when Jett finally drove his Master to madness. In their time apart, Ceres had dove deeper into chaos. Not only did the Fairy lose herself to the Void but also regained control over its power. Hellbent on finding her love interest, Ceres couldn't see the love Jett fell deeper into day by day. Her death tares at Jett's mental. Her curse has passed on to him, one that he bares to the best of his ability. Only in his fit of Void trances does he see Ceres. While his body commands havoc during these trances, his mind is finally at peace. VIBES VIBES
NESEVA (Pipsqueak)
Jett met Nes by a freak chance; He at a bar and she on a hunting mission. After her interference in several affairs that night, Jett finally decided to help her on her mission in order to get the Hunter out of his hair. Needless to say, Nes oddly reminds him of someone. He's done much in their short time together to keep her from harm's way. In the past, he's even gone so far as jumping in front of a feral Vampire for her sake. While he sustained injuries from the incident, he's never shared that information with her. After parting ways, Neseva continued her hunting missions. This time, it tied her directly to Jett. While she had been bound by her duties, Jett was slipping slower and slower into madness. She now may be his only hope in conquering the Void's sickness. VIBES VIBES
AMIR (Master)
Jett spent the majority of his life with Amir. Straight out of Hell, Jett was able to swindle his way into a butler position for the King of the Cosmos. His goal? Use Amir for the strength he himself did not possess. Years of work paid off. Before long, Jett became Amir's alpha servant and more so his consultant. For a King with such vast knowledge, Jett was able to eventually turn his mind against him. In the end, however, Jett cast his plans aside for Ceres and abandon Amir. This threw the King into a turmoil that even Jett did not expect. Ultimately, Jett was dragged along in battle with the King when Ceres dove into a war she couldn't fight alone. The outcome? Only Jett survived. VIBES
VIVIETTE (Sister Dearest)
A Knight of Hell that Jett has spent a few years not only living with but working for. Jett deeply cares for her whether she sees it or not. At one point in time, he even called her his 'sister'. A grand compliment coming from a Son of Lucifer. Originally, his only plan was to take the prize that was once his Master, Amir's. The duo's relationship didn't work out, driving both Viv and Amir deeper into their own chaos. The only difference, Jett was there for Viviette. He now holds composed anger towards his sister as she's left him in his time of need. The abandonment Jett currently feels due to Viv's disappearance continues to loom. This also keeps him away from his current residence on the top floor of the No Sonno Cafe. He currently has no plans on returning 'home'. He's abandoned all of his belongings there as well as any thoughts of life with his sister in the picture. VIBES VIBES VIBES
MAYA (coming soon)
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VALKYRIE (False King)
A Mistress of the Void that Jett knows far more about than he leads on. He was there when his Master first took her in. Jett also witnessed a sense of love blossom from Valkyrie for his late Master. Though he knew all along, his Master's plans. As Valkyrie came to her senses, the two would find themselves on opposite ends of the battlefield more often than Jett had hoped for. A fearsome warrior she is. While she calls herself King of the Void Realm, Jett has known Valkyrie long enough to tell something in that statement isn't correct. Since the great war and his Master's death, Valkyrie has made her feelings towards Jett clear. He does not cross her path, even if she holds the reigns on his Void Sickness. VIBES
ENDORA (coming soon)
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LUCIFER (Father)
Jett's father, an identity that he doesn't disclose to most. Even Jett's late Master didn't know of his origins until the end was near. While Jett did spend some time in Hell alongside his father, they were years wasted. At one point in time, Jett longed for the throne, much like all Sons of Lucifer. The trickster would use his late Master, Amir, in order to obtain this. Though towards the end of Amir's reign, Jett found interest elsewhere. His plans, his goals, dropped. He still doesn't care for his father and isn't sure how to react if the two were to cross paths again. His last vow; to not be a pawn to either side. Thus far, he's stayed neutral. VIBES
Jett is a heavy gambler. This is his sole source of income.
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Endora, Jett's mother, was murdered by his father Lucifer
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Jett keeps his father's identity a secret.
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Jett's blood is extremely tasteful to Vampires. It's unknown if this is from his mother's genes or his father's. Perhaps both. His plasma has been known to have addictive features that to some had become irresistible.
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Jett was a blood mule for his mother in her last few years. He did this quietly and willingly. He holds guilt for being part of her downfall.
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Holy fucking threads.. On my way to work, Will do my best to get caught up when I get home - I'm not complaining! Love em.
Diya only followed the young man. Her eyes watched the red hair just sway as he walked. Her fingers tapped against her bag, staring back at the box of eye patches sitting on the chair he left it on. Her lips purse for a moment, deciding to not go get them. He could get them later, or someone would clean it up. Instead, she sat herself right next to Jett, staring at Raul the beautiful blue hues she has. Her fingers gently tap against the counter top as she waited for her coffee. She liked a lot of milk in it, so she hoped it wouldn't be overflowing with black, so she will have room.
At the mention of the casino, the mute only gave him a scrunched brow. She knew she wasn't going to be good at all. Thus, why she wanted him to take her with him. She wanted to learn from the best. Her bag was soon set right next to her on the counter, fishing around for some money to tip Raul, since she thought it would be the right thing to do. Maybe she would even pay for her coffee, to be nice. Fishing out a ten, the purplette slipped it in the muscular man's direction with such an innocent grin!
So kind...
So sweet...
So quiet...
Part 1
A block ahead a blue Toyota corolla screeched to a halt. Burning rubber mixed with the polluted scent of a concrete jungle that’s overgrown it’s welcome on a planet that’s increasingly overpopulated. For some that he knew, every part of New York looked like the bad part of New York. He could spout off the names of a few Fae who would gladly commit mass destruction under the ruse of mother nature’s ‘justice’. Unfortunately for them, Apollo halted any such attempt while racking up the tally marks of death under his own skewed banner of ‘justice’.
Perhaps, that’s why they agreed to let him tackle the big cities. Rogues or not, Apollo found a strange balance in the world as a Vampire. Speaking of balance…
Metal barely scraped against metal as something flew forward in the front seat of the car. Yet to his attuned ears it sounded out as the solid clang of a wooden spoon on a pot.
Forget the fact that he stood as the lonely figure smack dab center in the middle of the cross walk.
A clear orange hand warned him not to cross. Glacier blues cast a sidelong feline glance at the man who cursed obscenities from behind the safety of his wheel and enclosed vehicle. It may not be day, but those vampiric hues drank in every inch of the man in that sidelong glance.
Come out, come out... He thought. The hammering of the human’s heart beat a siren’s song to his growing appetite. The front bumper was hair's breadth away from Apollo’s blue jeans. One hand tucked into his pocket while the other raised slowly to discard the toothpick from his mouth.
Part 2
“Shut up, already.” His unamused baritone voice cooed into the night. Of course, cursing John Doe didn’t hear him, but Apollonius didn’t care. Casually, he flicked the toothpick across to the sidewalk. Apollo continued to ignore the man. Finally, the audible click of the car door opening forced his ears to twitch. Shoulders rose as he deeply inhaled the fresh, succulent scent of his next meal.
Three…
In his fury, the man slammed his car door shut, leaving it in park. Caution lights dimly reflected off the asphalt.
Two…
Closer and closer still, he yelled at Apollo, who still had not moved an inch since he interrupted the man’s course of direction. Platinum blonde locks shone brighter beneath the neon lights as he finally shifted, ever so slightly, like a ghostly shadow in the night.
On-
Across the street, the sight of bright red hair caught his eye. His body froze and his mouth went dry. Grimly, his glacier hues looked across the street. Sure enough, some asshole chose that moment to round the corner. The sound of the car stopping? No, that couldn’t have drawn his audience. The yelling? Maybe. Either way, he couldn’t kill with a potential witness. In the span of three heart beats and after analyzing the situation, Apollo raised his hands in surrender, “Woah, woah, sorry, man. I should have watched where I was going.” Sheepishly, he rubbed at the back of his head. A smile, boyish, young, and embarrassed tugged at the corners of his lips. He even found it in himself to blush. He stumbled backwards again, flashing the headphones looped around his neck.
“Sorry, I didn’t hear you coming and I thought-” When you lived for thousands of years, acting became your strong suit and for Apollo. He felt fairly proud of this moment. The man continued to yell obscenities at Apollo, who despite the fact that he could handle it himself, looked Jett’s way for a rescue.
The Mute only nodded, scribbling down in her notepad again. Taking a glance around the cafe, her lips pursed. She's assuming something from here? Doesn't he work here? Doesn't that mean he would make her something? All these questions would be asked on the notepad before being handed to him.
For her, however, she turned and began to examine the cafe with those oceanic hues. Her fingers even brushed across the lounge chairs that were all around. Her other hand pushed some purple locks from her face, that were falling out of her ponytail. This place was nice. Slipping out of the area Jett was in, the mute began to examine the cafe itself. Who knew this place would be so nice? Most of the places she's been too have been overcrowded and disgusting. Rats crawling across the ground, the whole wheel of nasty. But this place...seemed the owner took excellent care of it.
Diya only glanced at the redhead, eyes narrowed as he got himself in a suitable appearance. Why was he napping here of all damn places? Shaking her head, she reached down into her bag and pulled out a clear box. Inside was a bunch of different colored eyepatches. She grinned and placed the box on the couch, patting them, then pointing to the redhead. They were for him. Diya had a lot of extra fabric left, so she decided to have some fun it with and make Jett some all-occasions eyepatches.
She stood, pulling her bag onto her shoulder. Her lips pursed, tapping her leg with her fingers. What could she do to tell him that she was bored and wanted to do something with him? Hmmmmm....
Well, she turned and grabbed a notepad out of her bag, as well as a nice black ink pen. He witnessed her scribbling something down, before turning the pad over to show him what she had done.
"You said you would take me to a casino and teach me how to play. Was that a lie, or are you going to take me?"
She just stared at t guy, tilting her head slightly to the side a bit, ruby red eyes watched him as she sighed softly, placing one hand on her hip as she thought for a moment. Royal wasn't the one to socialize with others, she always kept to herself really, she wasn't all that fond of people really or the company of others besides Rocky of course. She shook her head as she placed her hands behind her head and started to walk again, though she wasn't being rude...well...she was being rude but then again, that was how she was in the beginning. Having a drink did sound nice but she just wasn't in the mood for drinks, in fact drinking all that human blood from earlier had made her full as well as eating majority of the humans back in the city, all she wanted to do now was just relax for a while and enjoy this beautiful day while she still could before she had to leave and move somewhere else to live.
"Thanks for the offer but I'll passed."
That's all she said to him as she kept on walking with her back to him, however Rocky on the other hand, being the kind and gentle soul that he was, started to whine slightly in an attempt to get his master to reconsider the offer. At first, Royal tried to ignore him but that didn't work as the dog started to bark loudly, tailing his master before he jumped right in her track to force her to stop walking. Royal looked down at the dog standing in front of her for a moment or two before she sighed and gave in to his demands, how Rocky did was unknown to her, but she decided to take him up on his offer after all. She muttered something under her breathe while looking at Rocky who was wagging his tail happily to his owner.
"On second thought, since my dog won't let me take no for an answer...I'll have a drink or two with you..."
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