Endless Chaos [invite only]

A gentlemen in his mid twenties was out jogging, one of his usual morning and night routines. With his momentum, the climate outside was cold, yet enjoyable. He was dressed in a normal white tank-top and big, baggy gray workout pants that were held up with it's elastic strings, black, white, and gray tennis shoes finishing the workout outfit. He was partially drenched in the normal liquid that emerged from a human's glands; sweat. He didn't breathe heavily, but if you were close enough, you could here his breaths becoming louder. However, this man's body wasn't worn out, that much at least. He nearly jogged, lifted weights, or did gymnastics everyday. He was André Ziehe; Billionaire Model, Screenwriter, and Artist, also founder of Ziehe Tech. He was becoming an entrepreneur, like his father.

André was a very intelligent man, a tactician in battle. Oh, and battle you may ask? I forgot to say, André is also Moon Hawk, an uprising hero in California. He and his ex-girlfriend and best friend, Alex Barr, are a team for his superhero career, Alex also supplying money, she being a US Renowned Artist. The two were a great team, even dated once, but...That's another story. For now, just know that Moon Hawk, André is single.

As André jogged down the brick tiled trail through the park, he began to notice a great decay in his area, a boy leaving a trail of danger and destruction. His feet killed everything around him and his hands turned everything he touched to dust. Who was this mysterious boy that wasn't even trying to cover his trail? André would soon find out, because he began to approached the boy. His abdomen and arms toned from his daily work out, but not too much. He put his hand on the boys shoulder, but very warily, wondering what would happen to it. Nothing....Nothing happened? He was astonished.

André quickly pulled his hand off and tightened his facial structure to it's natural look; his jaws defined and his glare outstanding, a glare no one could not feel uncomfortable around. "Ahem," He opened his lush lips, even though it was a tiny bit chilly, his lips stayed unpeeled, not chapped. "Excuse me. Are you lost, kid?" He asked, not realizing that the boy was really a man, but his appearance didn't help. André grabbed the bottom of his white tank, now soiled with sweat. He began to fan himself with it, cooling himself off, also revealing his nice and smooth abdomen, many brown freckles residing on his stomach and sides.

André began to look around, not seeing that many people in the parks, a few hobos and dog walkers in sight, but only a few. He then shifted his gaze back to the teen-looking man, his hazel eyes adding to his charm. He noticed the young man was staring at his body, he smirked and stopped the fanning, not wanting the authorities to get involved, seeing as how the young man look young. André crossed his arms, stopping the fanning and opened his mouth to say something, but the boy began to speak. He spoke on about the title 'kid' André dubbed him with, he chuckled. "Well, you look very young, but..." He decided to drop it, noticing the stubble on his cheeks.

"Hm...Mister, huh?" André chuckled. No one really calls him 'mister', maybe a few kids or cousins, but it was a first by someone the boy's age. "Well," He began. "I'm André, by the way. And I see that beard of yours is becoming a pain in the ass. I could help you shave it at my place. As you can see, I shave mine pretty well. After all, it is nice to see hairs growing on your face, right? It's a sign of becoming a man." André was being completely naive, forgetting about the dead plants and even looking a fool when repeatedly implying that Sean was still a kid. André did, however, find the boy somewhat cute, he looked around eighteen, but he had to be sure. "So how old are you, anyways? Oh, and your name, so I can say I've seen you if you do go missing."

André chuckled and slipped his hands into his pockets. "Nice to meet you too, Sean. and I guess that shave is well needed." André looked up at the moon, it was beginning to change into a full one, it must be then end of the month. The stars were beginning to show and the wind was beginning to dance vigorously around the two. He took his right hand and rubbed his left arm for warmth, noticing Sean didn't have one of his arms. He grimaced, afraid he made the situation awkward. He coughed to break the tension. André simply shrugged. "Nothing much, but the usual jog." He answered, cracking his neck and beginning to walk down the pavement that ended at the street sidewalk. "Also, mind explaining that 'trail' you left?" He asked, getting back on topic, his flirting got him nowhere so might as well end things here, or...if this Sean turned out to be...'bad', things could break out into a fight, one André wouldn't be ready for. He looked back at said trail, the fertile land ruined...