Post by gojake on Feb 10, 2007 9:47:47 GMT -5
I have to say, lets Presume Jake is twenty four....... It's more compatible with the story.
PRologue...
The Councilors, Jake, Fu and Grampa were seated on a rectangular table. Councilor Omina stood up and spoke.
Omina: Gentlemen, I'll get straight to the point. In today's world, crime is very rampant. The same is true for the magical world, I'm afraid. Most cases are isolated and dealt with quickly. However, there happens to be one gang that we haven't been able to catch. Councilor Kulde?
Kulde: Gladly. When the Soviet Union broke up into many different countries, the road was paved for a Russian Mythologist named Vladimir Boris who had discovered power to control magical creatures. After bending some vampires under his will, he took his cocaine shipping business to the Baluchistan Desert in Pakistan. Since the place was too isolated, he purchased an island in the Maldives. He began to ship to Pakistan, Arabia, Iraq, India, Afghanistan, Malaysia, Myanmar, Singapore, China, and Indonesia.
Omina: As we all know, there are often power struggles in crime syndicates. Boris' two main lackeys, a Pakistani vampire named Vardhan and a former member of the Huntsclan named Hsinghan, a Chinese man, fought over leadership after Hsinghan assassinated Boris. Eventually, Vardhan either died or went into hiding. As of now, we can confirm that Hsinghan is alive, but we cannot position Vardhan. In our files, he is Missing and Presumed Dead (MPD).
At this point, Jake spoke up.
Jake: I don't get it. Are we trying to destroy the gang or capture Hsinghan?
Omina: Both would be good. But to capture Hsinghan we have to capture a crimelord, so sinister, so clever that we haven't gotten a picture of him since 1997. We do know he is around twenty seven years old, almost your height, Jake, and looks almost exactly like you. He also happens to be a renegade dragon.
A picture of a man on the screen of a nearby magical TV flickered on. It was windowed. The picture of a man wearing black leather, black sunglasses. The man had Jet black hair, and brown skin, the only thing that differed from Jake besides hair
Jake: What's up with that?
Omina: He used to be the dragon guarding Pakistan, and he was damn good at it too. the only problem is that he liked to use force in his method. He argued that Dragons were facing an impending all out war with the huntsclan. Then one day, he slaughtered a convoy of dragon pilgrims headed to the Himalayas. And all of a sudden, he just disappeared.
Jake was still staring at the Name/ Alias box on the screen.
Name said unknown.
The Alias said......
Don.
End of Prolouge
PRologue...
The Councilors, Jake, Fu and Grampa were seated on a rectangular table. Councilor Omina stood up and spoke.
Omina: Gentlemen, I'll get straight to the point. In today's world, crime is very rampant. The same is true for the magical world, I'm afraid. Most cases are isolated and dealt with quickly. However, there happens to be one gang that we haven't been able to catch. Councilor Kulde?
Kulde: Gladly. When the Soviet Union broke up into many different countries, the road was paved for a Russian Mythologist named Vladimir Boris who had discovered power to control magical creatures. After bending some vampires under his will, he took his cocaine shipping business to the Baluchistan Desert in Pakistan. Since the place was too isolated, he purchased an island in the Maldives. He began to ship to Pakistan, Arabia, Iraq, India, Afghanistan, Malaysia, Myanmar, Singapore, China, and Indonesia.
Omina: As we all know, there are often power struggles in crime syndicates. Boris' two main lackeys, a Pakistani vampire named Vardhan and a former member of the Huntsclan named Hsinghan, a Chinese man, fought over leadership after Hsinghan assassinated Boris. Eventually, Vardhan either died or went into hiding. As of now, we can confirm that Hsinghan is alive, but we cannot position Vardhan. In our files, he is Missing and Presumed Dead (MPD).
At this point, Jake spoke up.
Jake: I don't get it. Are we trying to destroy the gang or capture Hsinghan?
Omina: Both would be good. But to capture Hsinghan we have to capture a crimelord, so sinister, so clever that we haven't gotten a picture of him since 1997. We do know he is around twenty seven years old, almost your height, Jake, and looks almost exactly like you. He also happens to be a renegade dragon.
A picture of a man on the screen of a nearby magical TV flickered on. It was windowed. The picture of a man wearing black leather, black sunglasses. The man had Jet black hair, and brown skin, the only thing that differed from Jake besides hair
Jake: What's up with that?
Omina: He used to be the dragon guarding Pakistan, and he was damn good at it too. the only problem is that he liked to use force in his method. He argued that Dragons were facing an impending all out war with the huntsclan. Then one day, he slaughtered a convoy of dragon pilgrims headed to the Himalayas. And all of a sudden, he just disappeared.
Jake was still staring at the Name/ Alias box on the screen.
Name said unknown.
The Alias said......
Don.
End of Prolouge