Lead me into Temptation - Open

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Loneliness. Loneliness and anguish. Two emotions the newly formed ifrit was not overly fond of, but that is exactly what he felt. He was born knowing those emotions and felt compelled to fix it. But how did you fix something you didn't understand? Well, it didn't mean he wasn't going to try. He'd seen a woman walking a small dog and she seemed rather unhappy. He wanted to help but still hadn't mastered taking a form of his own. So, he possessed her dog. The seven pound chihuahua fell to the ground in a fit of seizures as Nyx tried to make himself comfortable. The woman had panicked and rushed her dog to the vet, fearing her dog was dying.

Everything happened so quickly that by the time Nyx had fully taken over the dog, a tall man in a white coat was trying to put something over his nose to make him sleep. With a burst of strength that was not possible for a seven pound dog, he went for the vet's throat, fearing he was being attacked. By the time it was all over and the confusion had finally settled, the vet lay there motionless and people hovering over him trying to save him. The dog he had possessed was captured with a grab pole and shot with a tranquilizer dart. Nyx had no choice but to abandon his little canine host and flee.

So, now he sat on a London street corner, unsure of what he had done wrong to make things go so badly when he'd only been trying to help the sad woman. The possession would have gone so smoothly if the dog hadn't resisted. He eventually managed to take a more humanoid form. A teenage boy with shaggy blond hair and fiery bright blue eyes. He huffed as he watched the busy traffic pass, pondering to himself exactly what was he meant to do? And why had he been shut out so briefly after being created? Was his maker that displeased with him? In a huff of confusion, the fledgling ifrit laid back on the sidewalk to stare up at the sky, not caring that he was forcing people to walk around or over him. “What do I do now?” he lamented.

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Ariel tripped over the teenage boy. In all honesty, she hadn't meant to. She was too preoccupied with looking through her camera, at all the pictures she took. Her and her father were on a trip to visit a family friend-to get away, he said. But she knew why he wanted to get out of the house. He couldn't keep that from her, no matter how much he wanted to. He went to go get ingredients for dinner, as they were staying with a high school friend of his. Ari didn't like the way he looked at her, and kept trying to catch his eye. He was even out shopping with her right now. Adults, she thought with a spiteful tone. I bet mom is still faithful. But the thought of her mother sent a sharp pain in her heart. Thirteen years, mom. Have you forgotten me? Have you forgotten dad? As she looked at her pictures, her eyes went to the ring on her finger. She liked to think that her mother had sent it, as a sign that she would see her soon.

That birthday party didn't end up well. Ariel's dad went silent, looked dangerously close to tears, and went to his room. She had to smile at the guests, thank them for coming, and send them away. He probably thought that the door muffled his sobs, but it hadn't. He probably thought that she didn't hear, but she did. Ari bit her lip, shrugged the memory off, and continued walking. A commotion made her look up and she drew nearer, curious. Her curiosity quickly turned to alarm, though. A little dog was having what looked like a siezure, and the poor woman was having a panic attack. Soon the chaos was over, and Ariel realized that she had been holding her breath. She hurried on, hoping to go unnoticed.

Finally she got to the end of the string of pictures and looked up to see where she was...but she didn't see the shaggy haired blonde boy. She ended up tripping over him, going crashing to the ground. Her hands shot out to stop her face from coming into contact with the ground, and her camera dangled from her neck. Thankfully, it was unharmed. But her hands and knees stung, and she pushed herself up so she balanced on the balls of her feet. Ariel spun her head around, blonde hair flying, to see if she had done any damage. "Oh my goodness! Are you okay?" But she trailed off, noticing his eyes. They burned...just like fire.

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He’d tried to save the little dog – he really had. Mordecai had seen something go into it, and despite his best efforts, he couldn’t calm down whatever fears the poor creature had had, even despite his best trick. The butterflies seemed to have offered little comfort. After the creature had exited the dog, the humans had grabbed the dog and shot it with a tranquilizer. Mordecai had tried to tell them that it wasn’t the dog’s fault, but no one could ever see him. So he’d sent his powdered butterflies after the woman, trying to calm her down. It worked, but he knew that it would only work so long before she began to grieve.

So he’d left, following the trail of the creature that had gotten inside the dog. It was moving quickly, but Mordecai was used to running and jumping and chasing. This creature was sad and lonely and it wanted attention, and Mordecai could understand only too well those emotions. After so many years of going unseen, Mordecai felt a special connection to those who also couldn’t be seen. As the trail took a humanoid form, Mordecai perched on top of a streetlight, look down at him for a moment.

Once the words reached his ears, Mordecai’s expression softened and he scampered down the post, crouching beside the creature. “Hey, it’s okay. We can be friends,” he said, blowing the butterflies towards him. His eyes widened as a girl fell through him and he gasped at the sensation, wincing as some of his powder clung to her. It was meant to bring back good memories, to give people hope and make them feel better. She wouldn’t see him. Mordecai brought a finger to his lips.

Both of them were sad. And so he’d help them, even if he couldn’t be seen.

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He blinked at the strange man that came to kneel beside him. He offered a light smile as the strange powdery wisps of purple bushed his skin and he trembled with a light smile. A friend? That would be wonderful. He reached a hand up to offer to him. He'd seen humans do it all the time, they take each other's hands and do a quick shake with them. Some sort of strange ritual that seemed common among those that claimed to be friends or allies.

But before the words of thanks could leave his lips, he glanced just behind this friend to see a girl walking towards them. She.. She stepped right through the strange man and tripped over him. He sat upright and stared, absolutely gobsmacked, looking between him to her, trying to riddle out what had just happened.

He pointed at the man that the girl apparently couldn't see and waved his arms in confusion before looking back at the girl. “What.... How did you do that? What are you??” His attention back on the man. He reached out to touch him but his hand passed right through. He paced a frantic circle around him, his feet not even gracing the ground before he stood beside the girl and grabbed her by her head to make her look in the strange man's direction, unaware she couldn't even see him. He waved his hand in his direction in a panic looking between the two.. Someone had better start explaining.