“And you’re sure? Nothing at all?” Aryemis asked.

“Shape shifting.” Artemis said “And when you got that power, did you happen to notice any sort of strange markings etched into your skin?” He asked.

“Thank you.” Artemis said with a nod of the head and out then in his bag. “But might ask, now this may seem like a weird question, but since arriving have you noticed anything… unusual about yourself? I mean like have you gained any sort of power?”

“If you don’t have anything to share it’s quite alright. I’ll be on my way if you want.” Artemis said and followed the girl.

Artemis sheathed his dagger. “Don’t worry, I’m just here to find supplies.” He said and held up his hands.

“Well for one, you can’t clobber somebody with a knife. And two, with the few people that are actually on this island, it would be a waste to just go around killing people.” Artemis said and closed the door behind him.

Artemis stepped in and scanned the area. “Who’s in here? Show yourself.” He said rather loud.

“Shit. Alarms.” Artemis said and unsheathed his dagger as he walked inside “Somebody’s already in here.”

Artemis slowed down and turned back into a human as he approached the church. He pushed open on of the large wooden doors and took a step in, quickly scanning the place.

As Artemis walked through the forest like area, he spotted what looked to be an old church in the distance. “Eh, seems lootable.” He said and turned into a wolf. He took off running towards the church.

Artemis looked around as the voices began to grow louder. Suddenly, a harpy like creature sprang from the darkness lunging Artemis. Quickly he sidestepped and drew a small, crude dagger, that was made out of stone, and sliced at the creature. It was already heavily injured, as it’s wing was curled up and bloody. He sliced through its stomach… Read more

Artemis put up the rough sketches and looked around. After searching for a few minutes he found nothing that held his interest. Artemis turned and started to walk through the forest when he heard faint voices from somewhere.

Artemis hopped down from the pillar and turned back into his human form. “Huh… same markings as before…” he said himself as he pulled out a small piece of parchment and charcoal from a small leather knapsack he was carrying. “I wonder if they mean anything…” Artemis said and held up his arm, which had the same blue writing, burned into… Read more

Artemis stalked along the tree line of the island. A few days had passed (I don’t know if that much time has actually passed or not but I’m just gonna go with this) since the plane had crashed. He had always seen these kind of scenarios on those survival shows you would find on the Discovery Channel, but he had never thought he would have to… Read more

Name: Artemis Moonglow

Age: 17

Power: (not sure if taken but I’m to lazy to look) Shape Shifting

Appearance: 5’9″ with a fit build. Not to muscular but enough to hold his ground in a fight. Pale, ginger coloured hair, and deep blue eyes. Wears grey cargo pants with a black v neck shirt and a worn out pair of converse. He also… Read more

Name: Artemis Moonglow

Age: 17

Power: (not sure if taken but I’m to lazy to look) Shape Shifting

Appearance: 5’9″ with a fit build. Not to muscular but enough to hold his ground in a fight. Pale, ginger coloured hair, and deep blue eyes. Wears grey cargo pants with a black v neck shirt and a worn out pair of converse.

Backstory: (again,… Read more

Name: Nikolas

Male

Age: 22

Appearance: Human/Angel. About 5’11”, plae, ginger hair (has one of those viking cuts where it’s shaved off in the back and sides but the top is there. And then he had is braided all the way back), deep blue eyes, and he’s covered in freckles. Normally he wears a long, dark grey trench coat, black leather converse,… Read more

Name: Nikolas

Male

Age: 16

Appearance: Human/Angel. About 5’11”, plae, ginger hair (has one of those viking cuts where it’s shaved off in the back and sides but the top is there. And then he had is braided all the way back), deep blue eyes, and he’s covered in freckles. Normally he wears a long, dark grey trench coat, black leather converse,… Read more

Azalan reeled back and have another screech. He picked the man up, threw him to the side, and bolted out of the tower. He crashed through the guards who were trying to block the exits at the site of him. Azalan busted through the door he entered the tower in and rose up into the sky.

“I wasn’t looking through my own eyes. It was as if, I was in another person’s body, one of the ancient people who lived here…” Azalan said and looked down at the sword “I-I think it has to do with this sword.” He said and waved it around. It made a sound as if it was cutting through the very fabric of time. Azalan looked into what seemed to… Read more

Azalan looked up, his eyes as black as night, bleeding crimson. “I-it’s not my fault…” he said, his breath as cold as ice. “I just-” he started as he stabbed the sword into the ground and used it to pull himself up “I don’t know. One second I was in some other time, and then the other, I was here, and they were dead…” Azalan rubbed his… Read more

“W-wha-” Azalan stammered but couldn’t get the words out. His head was spinning, it felt like his entire body was on fire. He tried to drop the sword, but it was as his hand was stuck to it. He grabbed his face with his one good hand and tried to stop the pain equivalent to a hit searing knife in his eyes. He looked up and the pain stopped, but… Read more

“Oh well.” Azalan said and smiled. He continued on through the dark coridor. As he walked the sounds of the digging soldiers got feint. Azalan stepped through a doorway into a room with a podium. He walked up to the podium and examined what seemed to be an ancient sword, of sorts. “Well this is new.” He picked up the black, rigid sword. It’s… Read more

Azalan was to enticed by the inside of the tower to care about food. As wandered down deeper in the tower picked up bones here and there, trying to figure out what sort of creature they could’ve come from. “No this isn’t man. Nor beast. Something different…” He said to himself. As he walked, not watching where he was going, he tripped over… Read more

<p style=”text-align: left;”>Azalan walked slowly down into the tower. “It’s too dark…” he said to himself. He pulled off an old torch from a wall. He laid it on the ground and pulled out a flint and steel lighter. After a few sparks it lit up and illuminated the room. “Woah…” he said as he turned in a circle. The walls were covered in… Read more