A Bored God and Interesting Mortals

The world was nothing. There was nothing in it except a man sitting in a simple wooden chair and the vast expanses of world of nothing but whit as far as the eye could see. This was nothing uncommon because for the man sitting in the chair, since he was after all the one who did it. It had grown boring being a god yet again, again nothing out of the ordinary for a person as old as the universes that surrounded him. The man thought for a moment, only a moment, and from the nothingness that surrounded him a door sprang forth, just a plain white door with a black star on it. The door looked familiar, maybe the being had read something about it sometime ago in his spare time, which for him was all time.

Standing from his chair and walking to the door the being decided he’d be called Danny Graham this time, the name had a nice ring and it rhymed he liked that. Concentrating for another moment he formed his world to look like the world on the other side of the door, after all whenever he did not do that it made trouble, which did not sound fun at the moment. Looking around he noticed that the world he had made looked rather drab and that was fine, the most peculiar people were found in the oddest places sometimes, something that interested Danny greatly.

Once Danny walked through the door he had made and was instantly met by the humidity of the world he had now entered. He always forgot just how that felt, especially after being away from the sensation for some amount of time, Danny had lost track of time in his world. He looked around and took note that it was dark, that too was a good thing, meaning that there was a better chance of meeting interesting people.

Danny did however make sure that he was a little on edge, preferring to stay close to a door at all times. When he was mortal he had to be sure to be careful, these human bodies tended to bleed at the most unreliable times and sometimes Danny forgot that he was very fragile here in the human world. A world he was made to protect, which he did despite not being part of any real universe.

Danny let out a small sigh and continued down the street, forgetting once again that he was mortal.

The Ranger sighs jumping from building to building, barely making it. As he gets to the top of one he stops and takes a break, but while looking down he sees a door randomly appear and a man walk out of that door. Confused and interested the ranger jumps down making no noise whatsoever. He then silently and unseen by all starts to follow this new person...whom ever he is the king of stealth will find out. And hopefully this new..super mabey? Is good after all, one to help the ranger and not a villain.

The night was young, and so was she. Elena had chosen tonight for a leisurely stroll. to go out and view the wonderful nightlife of Atlanta. Oh how she enjoyed the night air. It felt even more exquisite on her skin. the flesh of a body she had the most delightful opportunity to take. All thanks to the little hero Frost. She would have to remember to thank him one day. Would a box of chocolates work? Maybe his friend back? Whatever it was could be thought of at a later date. When she wasn't dealing with current situations. Now though was her time of solace. To enjoy the night breeze.

She wore a simple black dress. That once flowed freely past her ankles, but was inefficient. So she cut it off about five inches above the knee. Hair a flaming red flowed down her back. Eyes a similar red looked through the dark street. As she hummed a rock song under her breath. The silver rings on her fingers clacking together. As the many bangles on her wrist jingled. On her side was a leather satchel filled to the brim with potions and tinctures. Something caught her attention. It was a strange man. Well he didn't look strange, but had an odd air about him. So she kept her eyes on him. Curious of who he was. Though that was just her nature. Forever the curious ,and cold.

Finn sat very contentedly on the porch that belonged to the now late Jameson family, their bodies still warm in the living room where he had quietly and efficiently slaughtered them all.

He turned over the families prized diamond ring and matching bracelet in his hand, admiring its sheen and the rainbows it reflected on his skin. With a grin, he slipped them both into his pocket and leaned back in the chair he was in, taking pleasure as it gave a muffled creak under his weight.

From his position, he eyed a strange man suddenly appear on the street. Finn's brow furrowed; A few others had noticed this stranger too. It came with stunning clarity that perhaps tonight would not be one of the calm evenings a wanted man such as himself sought. He sighed, his hands balling into fists.

''Fuck. Me.'' he muttered under his breath, already a shiver of unease teasing his spine as the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

Everything in the world was alright, it all seemed so boring which was depressing since he had come here to escape that feeling. Although it was nice to feel human for a change of pace the wind on his face, the cool nip of the season on his arms, and the feeling of death in the pit of his stomach. Sure he could create all those feelings in his world but they were never quite right. The knowledge that he could not do something was always a bitter one but he just choose to not think about that at the moment.

Looking to his left he saw a woman across the street, she was attractive he guessed. Danny did not really have any sexual feelings when he was a god but his mortal body was a little different, apparently it was attracted to people, no matter what the god made itself when it entered the real world, which was odd to say the least. Raising his hand to the air in an act of familiarity, although he did not understand people at all he had learned from his lifetime what mortals liked to see in other mortals and so would always make his mortal body attractive.

Waving to the woman and cracking a smile he had no clue how anything would go from here.

The Ranger raises an eyebrow slowly watching the man now seeing the woman as well still making no noise at all, and completly hidden. He moves a bit closer but not much hopping to be able to hear the conversation as it goes on, after all as a hero and this being his city he does need to know everything that goes on here 'specially if this is a drug deal or something of that sort. Ranger always hated drugs and never did understand why people loved them so much...to him they just shouldnt exist, but that is gods way and not something for him to judge. So The Right Hand of Jesus sighs as he watches contently taking in every detal and every word thats spoken, hoping for something that would give him an exuse to have some action tonight...a night which has been relativly boring up untill this point.

Finn didn't like being caught unawares, least of all after he had just committed multiple murders. Killing people had always made him a touch edgy; it was the smell of blood. Metallic in his nose, yet he couldn't control it. That didn't seem right to the man who could manipulate magnetism with a simple whim. Now, after the sudden and inexplicable appearance of a man from nowhere, he felt even more frustrated.

He was not in control, and he didn't like that. ''Time to make trouble?'' he murmured softly to himself, one hand gently slipping into his pocket to remove a fistful of mixed metal bits. ''I think so.''

In a move of boredom, Finn gave his wrist a gentle flick, sending a small metal BB skittering down the porch and along the flagstone walkway that gently sloped through the front yard. In near silence it pittered into the street before lodging itself under the heel of the strange man, forcing itself into the sole far enough to create an irritating bump. Another wrist flick, and three more BB's danced their way into the road, circling the pair mildly and teasing their shoes.

“Boredom mostly,” Danny said to the woman he was approaching, she was attractive but he had seen better looking woman, only noticing that once he got closer. “Do you mind if I ask you the same thing?” he asked the woman with the hair like fire. She seemed to be interesting so Danny would be happy to talk to her, since that was what he had come here for in the first place, and it would be the nice thing to do. Then there was a slight nudge at his feet but it was not exactly painful just annoying so he put it from his mind.

The city was beginning to die down and go to sleep. The street lamps shone on the puddles of water, which gave Danny the impression that it might have recently rained or at least someone came out here and sprayed the street with a water hose. The god began to quit thinking about the potential danger that surrounded him and let his guard down, the absent minded man had no clue of the possible danger he was in.

The Ranger watches the two not being able to hear what they are saying. He sighs softly and jumps to a closer building still invisible and moving unheard. When he gets close enough he listens to the conversation silently not making a noise. He sighs softly thankful that this isn't anything drug related. He smiles softly and yawns he sits down on top of the building and watches kinda feeling like a stalker but he's bored and nothing seems to be going around tonight.

Finn waited and watched as the pair continued to talk, their feet pawing the ground in subconscious boredom at his minute prank. He digested this with ease, it was, after all, pretty small and childish. Though he did like to be childish at times, he decided to take it a step further.

Frustrated that he didn't illicit a more passionate response, his fingers began a more elaborate dance, sending the BB's into a slithering line that trailed up the woman's leg before scattering about around her knee, slipping against her skin. A few sliced through the air and into the man's jacket, slithering and pinching at his skin.

The young man controlling them let out a sigh, hoping that this more personal assault would at least make them squirm a little.

There was a slight pinch here and there but it felt like nothing more than bug bites to the god and he had endure more pain before so a pinch here and there was nothing to him. The bugs must have been getting bigger in the mortal world though and that was only a little interesting to the man, nothing he had not seen before, things had been changing since the dawn of time. But something did catch his eye, it was crawling on the woman’s leg and it seemed to be another bug or two. They must be really out today.

Reaching down, Danny swatted away at the insects and noticed that they were small, silvery, and cold. They must have been a new species. He would study it more intently when he had some spare time but that time was not now, was the world changing faster than usual? He looked up at the woman, still holding her leg because he did not realize it might be inappropriate, and said, “Are the bugs always this bad around here?”