The Sons of Two Legacies (PRIVATE)

Vengeance stood in front of a cowering hotdog vendor, holding a hotdog in his hand as he glared menacingly at the man. The 18 year old's attire consisted of black leather pants, black leather gloves and black leather boots with a black veil over his mouth. He had on no shirt, revealing his attractive frame and black angel wings growing out of his shoulder blades. He walked off without paying for the hotdog and broke off a piece of the hotdog covered in ketchup, sliding it under his veil and sticking in his monstrous mouth that was hidden by the veil. It was a rather way to eat the hotdog, almost as if he had something to hide to those who saw him. He didn't feel like paying the man so why should he? He wasn't even a citizen of the United States so he felt he didn't have to pay. "Ah, human food. Surprisingly good. I expected humans to eat weird things, to be perfectly honest" he said in a suave tone of voice to himself as he chuckled sardonically.

Samael stopped in his tracks when someone talked to him about stealing a hotdog. His black hair blew in the wind and his violet eyes sparkled in the sunlight. The pale-skinned man with black angel wings to look at Sean with a raised eyebrow, as if what he just said was something alien. He then adopted a thoughtful look on his face and tapped his veil-covered chin, as if he was thinking about it. Finally, having thought about it, for a minute, he shrugged his bare shoulders in an uncaring manner and indicated to the terrified hotdog vendor. "He doesn't seem to have a problem with it. He told me the hotdog was free since he figured I would hurt him if he told me I had to pay for it" he said calmly as he went back to eating his hotdog, seeming unconcerned Sean had a hand on his katana as he resumed walking again, his wings twitching every now and again with each step he took, dismissing Sean.

He stopped in his tracks again and twitched a bit as he finished about half of his hotdog. He would dare assume he would be so cheap that he wouldn't pay a hotdog vendor for a measly little hotdog? Looks he needed a little lesson about assumption. He turned to face the person who was about as old he was and gave him an insulted glare. "Don't assume me to be so cheap as to threaten a lowly hotdog vendor. I never threatened him. He was the one to assume I would kill him or harm him if I didn't get a free hotdog. All I did was ask for a hotdog and he told I could have it free if I didn't hurt him. I didn't threaten him in the slightest, he just assumed. Besides, who am I to say no to a free hotdog?" he pointed out to Sean in an almost lazy manner, acting as if he did nothing wrong, which was actually true since he really didn't do anything wrong. He had the money to pay for it but it was the guy's fault for assuming he was some Big Bad like his father Chaos who would kill him for any slight problem.

He shrugged his shoulders in response to Sean's apology and went back to eating his hotdog. He enjoyed the taste of the hotdog and ketchup, the meat very tasty to him. He let out a satisfied sigh as he rubbed his hands together to get rid of the crumbs and looked at Sean lazily. He raised a black eyebrow at the man as he introduced himself and nodded his head to show his acknowledgment. "My name is Samael, Sean" he said, not at all caring that his real name was non-human. He was proud of his heritage and he wouldn't let any humans make his heritage feel less inferior then theirs. After all, he was unique, an Incubus/Mutant Hybrid was a one-of-a-kind thing and he would be damned if someone looked down on him for it.

He raised an eyebrow at Sean's question and chuckled to himself in an amused manner, as if he found being human a joke. Was it really necessary to ask him such a question when it was kind of obvious he was not? He didn't really think so but then again, he did look mostly like a human aside from his demonic mouth and black angel wings. "No, I'm something of a unique case. I'm a Mutant/Incubus Demon hybrid. I'm the only one of my kind and I am proud of it" he said with a smirk on his lips that was hidden by his veil. He really liked being one-of-a-kind, it really made his heart soar to know there was no one else in the world with such a heritage. It made him feel as if he was royalty, which he kind of was, what with his mother being the daughter of the Devil and all.

He looked surprised at the fact this other boy in front of him was the son of Pain. He had heard of Pain from his mother, how he and his father Chaos was rivals and how Chaos was always trying to kill Pain. So it would seem the sons of two rivals have crossed paths. What an interesting day so far. "Is that so? Well my mother is one of Pain's former love interests, a succubus named Alruna. My father, on the other hand, is Pain's rival and arch-nemesis, named Chaos, the Big Bad" he said with a pleased grin on his face. He was hoping that the son of Pain would know something of his father's whereabouts, though he wasn't holding his breath. After all, he was told by his mother that when his father didn't want to be found, he couldn't be found. He was as slippery as a snake, after all.

He frowned a bit when he heard Sean say that it was the first time he had ever heard that Pain had an arch-nemesis. This was no good at all. His lead on his father was nothing but a dead end. He sighed to himself in a bit of sadness as he ran a hand through his long black hair, the 6'0" hybrid wondering if he was ever gonna meet his father. Looks like he was going to have look for Pain himself, considering he was Chaos's arch-nemesis. After all, the man fought his father so many times and even used to be friends with him. "I see, so that means you don't know where he is then. I guess that means I'm back to Square One" he said as he let out another sigh.

He thought over the information in his head. New York huh? The city that never sleeps. His mother had told him quite a lot about that particular city, what with it being the place she met both Pain and Chaos. He figured Detroit, a place named Sin City or a place like Las Vegas would be the places to attract the most trouble but no, it has to be New York. He mulled over the information before nodding his head. "Yes, that information is good enough. I shall take my leave of you now" he said with a bow of his head as he started flapping his wings, an indication he was going to fly away.