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 occupation : Messenger of the Gods   |   age  : 21  |  species  : Demigod   |  ethnicity  : Greek/Olympian

.know thyself.

.nothing in excess.

.make a pledge and mischief is nigh.


Kyros was born in Corinth to a mortal mother; she did the best she could, given the circumstances.  But by the time he was six years old -- by the time he was starting to show that he wasn't like other kids his age -- his mother realized she'd have to give him up, for his own good.  So he was taken to Olympos and handed over to the Horae, who immediately opened the gates to allow him entry upon realizing he was a child of Apollo.

And once inside, he was given an Olympic welcome -- a party, hosted by Dionysos himself.  That very night he met the mighty Zeus, king of the Gods, and Poseidon who ruled over all of Earth and Sea, and he met Athena the Wise, beautiful Aphrodite, Ares of War -- all the Olympians and a host of minor gods whose names were familiar to him, but only just. 

And then finally, he came upon his father, Apollo in the flesh.  The God of light looked upon him with kind eyes, and then he held out a hand and welcomed Kyros home, to the realm of the Gods.



. Merely twenty-one years old, Kyros can hardly claim to know the world.  But he is wise beyond his years, possessing a philosophers mind and a warrior-heart. .


During his time in Olympos, he came into contact with numerous Gods and performed many services for them, some tasks mundane, others -- not so much.  His reputation grew as he did, as his skills improved and as he was taught by the Olympians, who blessed him for his sharp tongue and sharper eyes.  He wasn't their equal by any means, but he had earned their respect, and that was enough for him.

At least, it was enough until the revelation of a coup d'etat.  Ares, son of Zeus and God of war sought to overthrow his own father, the King of the Greek Gods.  It wasn't the first time he'd sought to seize power -- but things were different this time.  Ares, having fed for years off conflict, rebellion, war and bloodlust was at the peak of his powers, while Zeus appeared weakened from thousands of years of comfort and a steady decline of worship. 

The battle between father and son lasted an entire day, it tore the sky in Olympos and shook the Earth from the next realm over, causing catastrophic damage to major cities and numerous islands in Greek territory.

The Olympians that sided with Zeus were either imprisoned or beat into submission, made to bend the knee to the new King of the Gods and ruler of Olympos.  And he believed it was time for change, that the Gods should reappear back on Earth and reclaim what was once theirs.. starting with Greece.


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Many of Apollo's followers were killed during the Betrayal of Olympos, his temple sacked and burned by the Hands of Ares.  Many of the sun god's children, as well as children born of the other Olympians were hunted down and killed by the Daimons of Strife, so that they couldn't come to the aid of their divine parents, as they surely would have, as Kyros himself would have, had he not been goaded into a suicide mission by Aphrodite her-fucking-self. 

He was given specific instructions to slip quietly into Asgard, the realm of the Norse Gods, using a hood blessed by Athena to mask the wearers presence, all but making them invisible.  It would be quite the scandal, she said, if there was a Greek, one of Olympian blood-- spotted within their borders, don't you think? Especially if they discovered him within the Queen's bedchambers, which was where he was told to go, to meet Frea, wife of Odin, so that they might discuss the terms of a treaty between Olympos and Asgard.

But when he appeared before the Queen, she attacked him with the fury he'd expect of a Valkyrie, summoning the einherjar with a rallying call that echoed across all of Asgard.  It seemed his only option was to fight - to kill, or die.  But he did not wish to incur the wrath of Odin, nor any member of the Norse pantheon.  So he threw down his bow and his sword and asked.. to talk, of all things.  And although he did not expect the glorious Frea to entertain his request, she bid the einherjar stand down, but she did not lower her weapon until the end of his tale, until finally she understood that they had both been betrayed.

By the time Kyros realized why he'd been sent away, it was already too late.  Ares had claimed the seat of the world, and laid waste to half of Olympos with his fiery wrath, and the only smart thing to do-- was run as fleet of foot as swift winged Hermes himself.


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A handsome young demigod; Kyros has his mothers blonde hair with dark brown undertones carried over from his fathers genetics.  His eyes the green-blue color of copper rust and his skin deeply tanned from an Olympian sun, etched with lines of taut muscle.  Perhaps, on the outside, he appears mortal.  

But on the inside he couldn't be further from; with bones and muscles as dense as steel, if not more durable still.  His DNA is an amalgamation of magic and natural biology and because of it he is faster, stronger, smarter and sharper than the average human, and simply capable of exerting extreme feats a mortal could only achieve in their wildest dreams.  For instance, firing an arrow across the length of a city and still hitting his mark, or healing a broken body, or taming beasts of the wild with little more than absent thoughts in the back of a distracted mind.

But his greatest powers lie in the mind and the eyes; the power to read a persons heart and see the truth of their soul, to weigh their words for honesty and deceipt.  This means, while it is possible to form a lie and speak it, he will always know it is a lie.  But to do so is no easy feat; mere proximity to Kyros is enough to make a person want to speak the truth, to share every lifes-secret until the throat is raw and dry.  Using physical contact, he can actually drag the truth from the depths of a persons consciousness-- an extremely painful, but overtly useful tactic.

And his power of the mind is to see things before they come to pass; a scroll with ever changing script, the doors to the future are open to him.  He can peer through, look along the thousand broken twisted paths that lead to a thousand futures.  He doesn't always understand his visions, but they are his nonetheless- burden and gift.

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  • Levi only at first raised his eyebrows, glanced at Art, then looked back at the demigod and nodded once, before he bared his fangs to him. His typical canines were usually more set back, shifting there in order for the fangs to have room to come down through his gums as they have now for Kyros to see, long and sharp. He hoped that was answer enough for the demigod to believe him now. 

    Neither of them seemed offended by Kyros's questioning their intentions and instead, expected it. It was far too rare that anyone stepped out of their own safety and dangered themselves to lend a hand to you, so both didn't take it to heart or anything. It's a natural response. 

    " Greece huh? " Art smiled, thinking to those books back at the library he'd read of greek gods and ancient greek philosphy. Art was a smart kid, a prodigy, really, and a lot that came with Greece held his interest, down to even the food, so you can imagine his eyes will light up when he finds out of Kyros's bloodline. He answers back to Kyros for himself and Levi.

    " He was from London, orginally, but came here like a whiiile ago. I'm from Oklahoma. It's boring." He shrugged and continued munching through his snacks, Levi snorting softly before his focus fell back on Kyros, leaning now against one of the lower empty shelves at his waist height. As he spoke, it might seem odd the accent wasn't quite there, but Art had said he'd came here some long time ago. 

    " So, care to share the whole story while we wait? Is there anything we should know? Y'know now that we're getting ourselves involved." He says this as though he regrest doing this, but he doesn't. He likes helping people as the rest of his team, but there's always this part of him who is also protective of these little misfits, like he's the oldest sibling that has to watch out for them. 

  • The likely outcome would only be to draw the Daimon off Kyro' tail long enough for him to continue his path in avoiding him. Neither of the misfits could assume that Kydoimos would simply go back and they knew a fight was sure to come sooner or later, but hopefully by then they had all the details and knew how to better help the demigod then. Essensially, they were only buying Kyros more time to figure out a plan to handle this better. A demon was no easy to deal with, more so of one of this calibre. 

    "For now." The vampire commented.

    Upon Kyros' speculation about Levi being stronger, the vampire thinks about for a second and realizes he doesn't know much about a Daimon to know where the extent of that possibility went. He takes another bite of his candy bar while he thought about that before he simply gave a statement to see what Kyos would say about if from there.

    " I'm a vampire. Born a halfblood before I was fully blooded. " He shrugged before circling back to Kyros's other inquiry previously.

    " None of us asked ourselves why when we helped each other. Suppose we just take the chance because not many out there will and someone's got to, yeh?"  He walked away, sorta calmly just walking around and he didn't stop nor even look at said door when Kyros mentioned it, but he did answer,

    " The way out."Levi answers and him and Art grinned a little, seeming to know something the other man didn't and that was maybe a little unsettling. After another moment though, Art eats enough to be satisfied to stop and ask Kyros out of curiosity of him,

    " So...Where exactly you from?"

  • The vampire had eyed the staff, too, now that he was close enough and not currently, y'know, running. He imagined their leader would be all over it soon enough, that is if the man actually pulls through. It looked powerful and it no doubt held magic and therefore set the vampire slightly wary, but he's hopeful it's never got to be used against him or any of his teammates. 

    Levi nodded, seemingly interested. He couldn't know the Daimon's gender when he couldn't have seen the man in all the commotion. He'd been more fixed on covering Art and helping him get Kyros away from there. His eyes narrowed as Kyros gave him answer to his other question as he considered that. So, the picture painted was a boy being trialed for something of his father's doing. That certainly could be a complicated situation. 

    " I see.." He trails off, but looked back at Kyros and offered his own name in return,

    " Kyros. Pleasure. I'm called Levi and that there is Art." He thumbed to the kid who turned and waved at him before digging back into the bins. Levi shook his head and looked at Kyros. 

    " This is...Well this is what we do. We help people and whether that means humans or others like yourself, it depends. We were all pulled together by helping one another escape our own problems and now we've just stuck together." He shrugged and smiled as Art then came rushing back over with packs of beef jerky, mostly the bacon kind and a few candy bars and small bottles of water. 

    " Ha! He did get them!" The boy laughed, referring to the candy bars he'd suggested Vaughn also stash at their hideouts, and Levi, again, shook his head but quickly took the milkyway off the boy while Art offered what he had to Kyros, too. Assuming Kyros took something or not, Art went and sat in on the floor, back to the wall in which the hole they'd entered through was now entirely gone. Levi tore the candy wrapper and took a bite, glancing around.

    " We should hopefully be safe here. Our other teammates will find their way back when the coast is clear." That's hoping they do- he thinks to himself, but he's been with them long enough that he's come to trust them and hopes Kyros could, too, even under the circumstances.

  • Of course these two had to know Kyros was no mere human just as he must have come to realize they weren't either if they were so eager to help him and knew of the Daimon's existence. Sure, this could all be some ruse, a trick, but for what reason can't be determined now. Surely these two had to be on Kyros' side to some degree to be going up against something so powerful that could slay them probably a lot easier than Kyros could be. Sometimes, it was difficult to tell where the misfits deeds lied. Were they helping another misfit like themselves? Or doing this for the greater good of the mundane world? They like to think both.

    " I told you! It leads to our hideout! " The boy yells back to Kyros. 

    The vampire gave him a knowing look, running almost alongside him, because he knows how Art is in the events of these missions in all the excitement. 

    The vampire settles on explaining a little more as they run through the tunnel which does come to take a slight turn left and right, but overall the passage still seems endless.

    " Look, we're trying to help you. Under the circumstances, there's not much of an explanation to be given better than that right now. Once we reach our goal, then we should be able to answer all your questions." That's hoping that this thing back there can't track them. These passages have been of great help in escaping in the past, but there's always doubt around new potential opponents they haven't dealt with before. 


    Assuming nothing would actually happen in the events of reaching their goal, also assuming Kydoimos couldn't properly track them, the goal reached would be coming upon a decsent a little ways down to land into a wide room like some kind of vault. It had one larger door ahead, while the room itself was like a damn cell, but there were shelves on either side of the room with black bins holding unknown items, probably in the events of needing basic aid and whatnot. 

    Art goes about these bins, opening the top on a few and looking through them while Levi faced Kyros properly. 

    " So, i've got one question and then you can ask yours. Yeh?" And assuming Kyros agreed, he continued,

    " What exactly is that hunting you down and why is it hunting you down?..Okay, that was two questions, actually, but.." He shrugged and awaited Kyros's response.

  • Kyros might be able to take the Daimon on here and now and fare well enough through it, but this was no place to pursue such activities. The mundane were such fragile and yet powerful beings of their own. Instead, this little team was trying to avoid the mess that would inevitably come with said activities by offering Kyros an escape route. You know, just until they can figure out what the hell was going on here and plan accordingly afterwards. 

    The boy shot Levi an amused look at Kyros's words of clowns, Levi remaining stoic, but offering a slight smile back before looking on as Kyros would lower himself into the unground passage it no doubt led to. Seeing the other man disappear into it's dark depths, the vampire looked back at the boy, 

    " You're sure the spell is strong enough to deter.. that?" He thumbs in the direction of the Daimon. 

    " If Vaughn is sure of it, I am, too. " The boy answers with a determination that couldn't be challenged. He clearly trusted this Vaughn if that look and his firm tone was anything to go by. Levi of course trusted this person enough, too, as with a nod, he crouched down and easily lowered himself down into the passage, the boy casting one more look back before doing the same. After all three were down under, the vampire moved back to climb and reach up to grab the muffler and whatever leverage he could use of the car and his strength to drag the car back over the hole to at least save his sanity even though there was an illusion spell already masking the area. Levi had always been a little particular in trusting magic of any kind for his own personal reasons, hence why he'd questioned not Vaughn himself, but just the use of magic altogether.

    The boy pulled out a small flashlight from his back pocket and turned it on. Levi winced, it wasn't uv and the sun didn't seem to bother him anyhow for curious reasons that as for another time to be explained, perhaps, but the flashlight kinda ended up flashing right in his face. The boy lowered it, smiling apologetically, before waving it more carefully to seek out Kyros and if he was still there and hadn't ran off without them, the boy would grin a little, rushing ahead to explain the situation.

    " This will lead to a hideout of ours. The entrance is masked by an illusion spell and will compel most who aren't granted to see it. You could see it because we purposely led you to it, but without an actual lead.. well I don't know much about that thing, but here's to hoping it compels it long for us to get far from here!" It must occur to Kyros that none of them knew fully what they were dealing with, besides him. Art only could sense the power and aura of each individual and that meant to some extent, he's measured out Kyros and Kydoimos' power energy and so far, he's more familiar to Kyros's energy level.. a half breed.. a..

    Something tremors and the boy loses track of thought long enough to push himself ahead to once more take the lead down the long seemingly endless passage, yelling for them to hurry along. The passage itself was like a carved out tunnel, like someone had dug their way through here at one point and it didn't seem to intersect the tunnels of the sewage system. Perhaps, Kyros could have felt a sense of the magic, but it was cleverly masked well. 

  • The moment her job was gone, Anna tore off at an unbelievable speed, well that was dramtic because she ran about as fast as a skinny little thing like her could. She can't help the giddy sensation that was much like playing ding dong ditch, only in this case she was ditching a Daimon, not that she fully knew exactly what she was messing with, mind you, but she does this all in the greater good of things and.. well she's mostly just following her teams instinct. 

    The vampire remained silent, but seemed calm where the boy had this kind of excitement, shrugging one shoulder and acting too nonchalantly as he replied,

    "Something like that. Now come on! " Then he took off and the vampire followed only after if Kyros was to have done the same first, only so the vampire could cover the back if need be, because he's usually use to taking the brunt of an attack if it came and maybe because he'd rather have this stranger in his sights, too. You could never be too careful.  The boy seems all too eager in this, but that's part of the childish glee isn't it? He's only a child, on the brink of entering manhood, but there was not much room for underestimating hid abilities, like the fact he was running faster than most humans could and the vampire of course found no issue with keeping up, but Kyros? 

    "C'mon!" Down the alley, down another and a awkward bent side street and they're coming upon a.. car? An old beaten one by the looks of it. Could that thing even run? It's parked in some driveway to an old building that doesn't look very lived in, but the moment the boy reaches the car, he leans against the back and grunts. 

    " I'm strong, but not that strong, help me, Levi!" 

    Levi, the other young man beside Kyros moves to help the boy in pushing the car forward, which takes no effort on his part, really. Below the car is a hole covered by a cement slab, making the car veer to the side as it's back wheel rolled over it, briefly. Levi then goes about nudging it aside with a foot, hiding a smile as the boy, again, tried out his strength with it, too, even Levi did most of the work. 

    Uncovering the hole, they both looked at Kyros.

    The boy grinned and gestured, " You first." 

  • " They're nearly here.." the twelve year old simply stated, giving his team the "update" to the progress for which befell them the moment the presence of something powerful came into said twelve year old's radar, some hour or so ago now. The vampire beside him looked to him from his watch of the park and it's surrounding area from where they stood and narrowed his eyes a little.

    " How close?" The vampire asked while the dimension jumper a little ways away from them, doing stretches, uselessly, listened on, simply awaiting her moment to become useful in this. Hearing the kid nearly panic at sensing something so powerful had them all uneasy, but this was what they were use to and what they.. did? Could they say this was their job? Hell if she knows, but she couldn't let these two idiots go off and get themselves killed, especially when they couldn't reach Vaughn.

    Of all times to get a "mission".. ugh.

    But, in all the unease between them, you couldn't blame her for acting a little nervously in trying to "handle" the situation here. Meanwhile, two other individuals were covering another exit.enterance point. The older male paced a little, restlessly while he waited on the word from the younger girl who was looking out for the signal to go ahead. 

    As Kyros came closer.. just enough.. The boy shouted " Now!" to which the whole team reacted. Said boy and an older male started to run ahead, but the younger teleporter moved in the opposit direction, heading towards Kyros with the intent to use her abilities to see Kydoimos and hopefully track him long enough for her teammates to have better direction to work with.  Anna was not only able to jump planes, but she could simply see into them in small versions, such as seeing what ordinary people couldn't.  She almost falters at seeing a man in a chariot in the sky, but keeps to the job at hand. 

    Next came was quite the hardship for Anna in her abilities, because she was still earning to master them. Her next ability came as a diversion to end Kydoimos's attack, if to give Kyros that little time to escape the attack and come to be next crossed by a young boy and a teen. This ability in question, was merely the act of distorting reality into another plane that should probably confuse Kydoimos enough to falter in his attack. It's only a mere few seconds before it's gone, before it's all back, like a tv losing signal briefly before it was back to clear again. 

    The two who cross Kyros' path stand ahead of him in an alley, the boy urging for Kyros to follow them, the vampire with him doing pretty much the same, hoping the halfbreed will get the hint and take his chances on them.. 



  • Send me a starter, bitch.

  • (Well, ya know, he is flexible and can travel around the world, though his home country is still Wallachia.

    That is, present day Romania. As for plotting, I'll have to admit...I am completely blank, sadly.)

  • ||Yup, Greece is fine with me. Oooh, I see. I thought that's how that tale went, but I always tend to mix up who's the current and former sun god in Greece. That sounds great though XD I'm intrigued to see how things will play out, and sure you can start us off.||

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