Go to Ooc/Sign up Prologue: The Summons [Earth year 20XX, Realm of the gods.] Galgiel, The King of the gods has ordered that his fellow deities to present them selves before him each with a plan of their own about how they are to handle demigod Dreahyedron. Although he knew many of them were away carrying out other duties that needed tending to, he still could rely on the few that were here within the realm. Though what could only be described as a special link, Galgiel gave the order to all the entities who served him to report to the throne room immediately. Elsewhere in the realm was Haila, A young looking being with hair like gold and the ears and tail of a cat. A pretty creature to say the least, who was riding on the back of a magic sea turtle whom she come to name 'Gump'. With a fishing rod in her grasp she waited patiently on Gump's shell for a fish to bite; when out of nowhere she received the order given by King Galgiel and immediately started to search for her mistress Kalliste the Goddess of Love and Beauty. She Climbed off Gump and made here way back to the palace to begin her search. She first started at Kalliste's chamber and knocked on a pair of two gilded doors made of gold. "Mistress Kalliste? Are you in there?" she said in a calming tone. She knew it was not wise to keep the king waiting, so she called out from her side of the door. "If you can hear me will you permit me to enter?" [New Bon City, California] Meanwhile on earth, The CEO of a wealthy company known as Cyba Corp. was preparing for their annual fighting tournament. People from all over the world tend to gather here to either test their combat skills or to to see said skills in action. A young man by the name of Tyler was completely ecstatic about the event and was looking forward to entering. "Just Two more weeks, and I'll be fighting some of the worlds best fighters!" he said to him self. . . little did he know he was not alone, as a very tall and broad man approached him from behind. "You kind of have an unfair advantage with those powers of your's Tyler", Tyler looked behind him to see one of his friends. . . A man named Cal, who tends to where a backwars trucker hat and was rather tan. "It's not like we don't know any unusual people our selves, who knows maybe I'll fight some one who can keep up with me." Tyler said with a grin. "Very funny, but seriously though. Don't go over board, those psy bolts of yours hurt." Replied Cal. there was a moment of silence until Cal spoke once again."So anything new about that vision of yours? Anything that you didn't see before?" he said. "Not one, in fact I haven't had that vision in a while. I'm starting to worry about what it can mean." Cal just smiled at him and placed his hand on Tyler's shoulder "Don't worry about it, what ever it is I'm sure it's nothing you can't handle. Now come on, Lunch is on me." He said, as the two boys walked way from the stadium and into the plaza.