<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline">The Plot</span></div><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The Demons continue to play their sick games. This is only one of them, but it's our story. They took us from our homes while we were sleeping. Most of our stronger emotions wiped clean from us. We are barely human now. That's why we call ourselves Half Demons. I guess we're the luckier humans that have been targeted by the Demons. This is why...<br/><br/>The Demons selected one of their own kind to watch over us and see that we did as instructed. We are separated into different groups to carry out different tasks. The Gatherers are to take humans from their homes. About fifteen a night. They bring them here. To this place that no human could ever find on their own. Once the group of humans arrives, they are brought to the room in the back. What happens in that room is sick. No one should ever be able to do it. But we do. And it amuses us. We grab a bucket of what looks like water. It feels like water to us, but on the humans...it melts their flesh away. Their only remains are piles of flesh that slowly slides down the drain and fragile bones. The Gatherers...poor Gatherers. The Demons love to be cruel. They gave the Gatherers more emotion than any regular Half Demon would have. The Demons want the Gatherers to feel guilty for what they are doing. But they have to do it. <br/><br/>Us regular Half Demons, whose only task is to melt the humans, have very little emotion. We are miserable. Stuck in a small, concrete room that resembles a jail cell, but with a door. We have little to do but sit in our small rooms and murder these humans. Their cries for help, their tears of fear, their frightened faces...it's all amusing to me. That's what this place has done to us. That's what the Demons have done to us. <br/><br/>Not only have they trapped us in these miserable conditions, but they cursed us. Every Half Demon, no matter what task they bear, has to be aware of every human that enters this place. If they don't, they might lose their human. The curse the Demons placed on us has got to be both a blessing and a curse. Each Half Demon has a human out there. We don't know who they are, but they are the only human that can make a difference to us. They were made for us. Just the very sight of them will change something in us. Make emotions rise that we never knew existed. We fall in love. This human becomes the only thing that matters. Once we find our human, we do all in our power to protect them. I've seen in it. A Half Demon finds its human, and some of the other lonely, miserable Half Demons tries to eliminate another's human. Purely for their own sick sense of humor. I can't blame them. After all, misery does love company. However, I don't take part in dealing with another's human. It doesn't mean a thing to me. I don't even believe that I will ever find my human. If I have a human. <br/><br/>The Hunters. They're Half Demons assigned to hunt down the Half Demons that have found their humans and that had escaped with with. The Hunters track them down and kill the human, then returns the Half Demon back here. Once a Half Demon finds their human, they get twenty-four hours to escape. After that, the Hunters are sent after them. If they can keep their human safe from the Hunters for an entire week, then the Half Demon and its human are free. But the Half Demon doesn't get to be restored to its original human self. I suppose it doesn't matter since being with their human gives them more emotion than they ever thought they would feel.</span><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: red">Nick Leiber</span></span></div><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: red">Age</span></span><br/>17<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: red">Gender</span></span><br/>Male<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: red">Human or Half Demon</span></span><br/>Half Demon<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: red">Personality</span></span><br/>Before the change:<br/>Nick was always social. He loved to be around others, but had a group of friends he liked talking to more than he liked talking to everyone else. He hated being home and would do anything to get out and go do something, even sneaking out at night. He had a bit of a rebellious part to him that caused him to have slight disregard for the rules.<br/>After the change:<br/>Nick doesn't talk to others at all. He likes to keep to himself and doesn't really care about anyone but himself. He keeps his mind numb and wanders aimlessly when he isn't killing humans. Killing humans gives him slight amusement. As sick as it is, he enjoys watching how weak they are. He's not very optimistic that he will ever find his human, so he has completely accepted the life of misery.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: red">Appearance</span></span><br/>Nick stands at 6'2". He is thin and nicely muscled since he works out so often. He has black hair and a piercing on his bottom lip and left eyebrow. His eyes are a beautiful dark blue. Nick goes for that goth rocker look. His usual attire is a black v-neck and a pair of dark jeans (not skinny jeans).<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i845.photobucket.com/albums/ab13/BizaRRe369/CINEMA%20BIZARRE/YuPhoenix51.jpg">[ img ]</a>