It was just a routine trek out into the woods for some feeding. Iggy preferred to go out at night alone for this. Sometimes the carcasses he found were in less than ideal condition for anyone with a weak stomach. Lately though he'd felt something off on his walks. Since his parents deaths he'd gained a sort of awareness of things within his aura even if he couldn't see them. He could feel them pinging like a sort of radar. Someone had been following him. It's hard to notice in crowds but out here, where there's a clear difference between animals and people he could tell. There was more than one person this time. He paused in a clearing, and spread out his aura, expanding its radius to its fullest. There were five of them. Four were moving towards him, the fifth was keeping their distance.
"Yo Hughes," a familiar voice called out as he stepped into view. Young guy, blonde, about Iggy's age, and a noticeable shit eating grin.
"Why are you following me, Jared," Iggy sighed. Jared Mathers had been for many years one of Iggy's primary bullies. Until recently, he seemed to back off a bit when Iggy told him what he was. Being a turned vampire, he fell under the category of undead. Actually it was really ballsy bullying him like that.
"You're always so hostile, we're not gonna-"
"No seriously what do you want? You got your little posse with you, you run out of other targets? Or am I just next on the list?"
Under normal circumstances Iggy would be feeling nervous right about now, looking for some kind of an escape. But at this point, Iggy was frankly in no mood for anyone's shit. Jared had already started to respond, his cronies and him moving in closer. "You somehow managed to get with that Malivani skank and some other chick too. I want in on that. She's like a lust demon right? So you guys do threesomes or is it like some weird bullshit?"
Jared friends were snickering next to him, adding in their own crude commentary, escalating to the point of the worst things they could think of. His threat instincts hadn't triggered, he wasn't being physically threatened yet. But he knew how he could jump start that. He approached Jared and caught him with across the face with a sucker punch. "Shut the fuck up! What the hell's wrong with you? You're not gonna touch either of them."
"You punched me? You can't punch people!"
"You're not people you're a fucking corpse. So I hit you for being garbage. I can't lie because I'm fae," he lied. Jared's exclamation was one of genuine shock and confusion as he recovered. His friends were already moving in to surround him.
"You guys know what's gonna happen now," his aura's radius had tightened around him at its minimal length and began to intensify to that point where it was telling them to back away. He wasn't scared, he knew his aura could do more than just terrorize people. He just wanted to hurt them. His eyes were red and beastial like in his fae form and claws extended. His horns were also growing from his head. Jared and his friends were backing away quickly, but the aura seemed to expand with them.
Iggy unleashed a wave of pain into his would be attackers, a trick he'd stumbled upon in his powers classes. Normally he wouldn't think to use it at all, but this little group had done more than enough. He scowled and watched them squirm. It wasn't until Terrance, the half giant stood up and took a swing at him in spite of the pain and fear. Iggy flinched and braced, but there was nothing. He heard a loud slam. He looked to see a large coffin standing in place of the teen aggressor was an old coffin covered in vines.
"Ah shit, that's new," he uttered.
@Foxy
"Yo Hughes," a familiar voice called out as he stepped into view. Young guy, blonde, about Iggy's age, and a noticeable shit eating grin.
"Why are you following me, Jared," Iggy sighed. Jared Mathers had been for many years one of Iggy's primary bullies. Until recently, he seemed to back off a bit when Iggy told him what he was. Being a turned vampire, he fell under the category of undead. Actually it was really ballsy bullying him like that.
"You're always so hostile, we're not gonna-"
"No seriously what do you want? You got your little posse with you, you run out of other targets? Or am I just next on the list?"
Under normal circumstances Iggy would be feeling nervous right about now, looking for some kind of an escape. But at this point, Iggy was frankly in no mood for anyone's shit. Jared had already started to respond, his cronies and him moving in closer. "You somehow managed to get with that Malivani skank and some other chick too. I want in on that. She's like a lust demon right? So you guys do threesomes or is it like some weird bullshit?"
Jared friends were snickering next to him, adding in their own crude commentary, escalating to the point of the worst things they could think of. His threat instincts hadn't triggered, he wasn't being physically threatened yet. But he knew how he could jump start that. He approached Jared and caught him with across the face with a sucker punch. "Shut the fuck up! What the hell's wrong with you? You're not gonna touch either of them."
"You punched me? You can't punch people!"
"You're not people you're a fucking corpse. So I hit you for being garbage. I can't lie because I'm fae," he lied. Jared's exclamation was one of genuine shock and confusion as he recovered. His friends were already moving in to surround him.
"You guys know what's gonna happen now," his aura's radius had tightened around him at its minimal length and began to intensify to that point where it was telling them to back away. He wasn't scared, he knew his aura could do more than just terrorize people. He just wanted to hurt them. His eyes were red and beastial like in his fae form and claws extended. His horns were also growing from his head. Jared and his friends were backing away quickly, but the aura seemed to expand with them.
Iggy unleashed a wave of pain into his would be attackers, a trick he'd stumbled upon in his powers classes. Normally he wouldn't think to use it at all, but this little group had done more than enough. He scowled and watched them squirm. It wasn't until Terrance, the half giant stood up and took a swing at him in spite of the pain and fear. Iggy flinched and braced, but there was nothing. He heard a loud slam. He looked to see a large coffin standing in place of the teen aggressor was an old coffin covered in vines.
"Ah shit, that's new," he uttered.
@Foxy