Nye grabbed his coffee cup and walked out of the bar, getting a few strange looks for people. As he walked out the door, he threw his half filled cup into the near por trash can and pulled out his cellphone. He clicked a few buttons and put the phone to his ear, waiting for the other person on the end to pick up. Come on Daniel, come on...
"Hello?" The voice on the other end asked.
"Hey Daniel, it's Nye."
"Hello Nye. Haven't heard from you in a while. How are things?" He pursed his lips.
"Not so good. I was wondering if you could help me. I need some definite respostas about something."
"Sure, come on over."
"Where are you now? Didn't you relocate?"
"Yeah, I'll send you directions."
"Thanks, see yah." A few segundos later, a red Arqueiro appeared on the sidewalk, leading Nye to his friend's area. After a few miles later, he appeared in front of a crummy looking apartment. He pushed open the door and followed the red Arqueiro to another door that led him to the basement. There were shelves full of eyeballs, spleens, frogs, lizards, anything you could use with magic. Nye slowly walked over and found his friend sitting in a chair, with a mesa, tabela and another chair in front of him. Daniel kicked the chair out.
"Sit." The blonde boy grabbed the chair and sat down in front of of Dan. He looked different from the last time he saw him. His face was a little tanner, his hair was now blue; but his eyes were still the same dark sky color. "What seams to be the problem old friend?"
"Death."
"Sounds like fun. Let's see how it'll happen." Daniel grabbed a small bowl, a elixir, and a few jars of various animal parts. He poured the elixir, which was a pink-purple color, into the small bowl. Then, he grabbed a jar of what looked like rato eyeballs and threw two of them in the bowl. They expanded into a liquid and vanished into a black gas. The pig hoof he threw in dissolved instantly, and the cat pele, peles turned the liquid clear. After a minute, imagens began to form, showing Nye's future. Daniel squinted his eyes as he looked at the images.
"Your death will happen in... A few days. It'll be
night time, near an alley. And, a girl named..." Nye waited, leaning in closer to see the images. "A girl named Amora, will kill you, with a clean shot through the heart. You will be left on the street, blood surrounding your corpse as you lay there motionless and alone." Nye sat back in his chair, absorbing the information.
"You could've been a little less descriptive at the end." Dan shrugged.
"You wanted your death, I gave you your death."
"I know, I know." Nye paused. "Is there anyway to prevent this?"
"No," Daniel said quickly. "It's a fixed point in time, it has to happen." Nye sighed.
"Well, thank you Dan." He got up and shook his hand.
"I'll see you later."
"No you won't. I'll be dead por then."
"I know." Daniel smiled as Nye shook his head smiling slightly.
"You and your magic." The blonde boy head towards the door. "Bye Danny."
"Bye Nye. Have a great death."
"Hello?" The voice on the other end asked.
"Hey Daniel, it's Nye."
"Hello Nye. Haven't heard from you in a while. How are things?" He pursed his lips.
"Not so good. I was wondering if you could help me. I need some definite respostas about something."
"Sure, come on over."
"Where are you now? Didn't you relocate?"
"Yeah, I'll send you directions."
"Thanks, see yah." A few segundos later, a red Arqueiro appeared on the sidewalk, leading Nye to his friend's area. After a few miles later, he appeared in front of a crummy looking apartment. He pushed open the door and followed the red Arqueiro to another door that led him to the basement. There were shelves full of eyeballs, spleens, frogs, lizards, anything you could use with magic. Nye slowly walked over and found his friend sitting in a chair, with a mesa, tabela and another chair in front of him. Daniel kicked the chair out.
"Sit." The blonde boy grabbed the chair and sat down in front of of Dan. He looked different from the last time he saw him. His face was a little tanner, his hair was now blue; but his eyes were still the same dark sky color. "What seams to be the problem old friend?"
"Death."
"Sounds like fun. Let's see how it'll happen." Daniel grabbed a small bowl, a elixir, and a few jars of various animal parts. He poured the elixir, which was a pink-purple color, into the small bowl. Then, he grabbed a jar of what looked like rato eyeballs and threw two of them in the bowl. They expanded into a liquid and vanished into a black gas. The pig hoof he threw in dissolved instantly, and the cat pele, peles turned the liquid clear. After a minute, imagens began to form, showing Nye's future. Daniel squinted his eyes as he looked at the images.
"Your death will happen in... A few days. It'll be
night time, near an alley. And, a girl named..." Nye waited, leaning in closer to see the images. "A girl named Amora, will kill you, with a clean shot through the heart. You will be left on the street, blood surrounding your corpse as you lay there motionless and alone." Nye sat back in his chair, absorbing the information.
"You could've been a little less descriptive at the end." Dan shrugged.
"You wanted your death, I gave you your death."
"I know, I know." Nye paused. "Is there anyway to prevent this?"
"No," Daniel said quickly. "It's a fixed point in time, it has to happen." Nye sighed.
"Well, thank you Dan." He got up and shook his hand.
"I'll see you later."
"No you won't. I'll be dead por then."
"I know." Daniel smiled as Nye shook his head smiling slightly.
"You and your magic." The blonde boy head towards the door. "Bye Danny."
"Bye Nye. Have a great death."
Alias: None
Occupation: Guitarist and Singer, Civilian
Age: 19
Personality: Michael is a very positive person, who often weighs others problems on him as support than solve his own. It's very unlikely to catch him in a bad mood.
Appearance: jade green eyes, he is a natural brunette but for the moment has his hair dyed black. he has freckles and barely leaves anywhere without wearing some type of hat ( usually snapbacks). He is 6'0 ft tall.
Relationships: He is a good friend and bandmate to Bentley.
History:Michael grew up having an ordinary life,minus his parents divorcing and his mother taking custody of him at the age of 8.
Notes:He met Bentley at a bar, and since have known each other for almost a year. It wasn't until recently him and Bentley got in touch again.