"I am sorry Mr. Starks, but there is nothing that we can do.To locate someone we need a full name and a I.D." Ethan suspected as much. He had so little information to go on that even the advanced tracking systems could not pinpoint something so insignificant as a small child out of billions of people. With a easy smile Ethan thanked the woman for her help and exited the Records administration. The city, vibrant and bustling like any other served as a small distraction to Ethan, who decided to walk the streets as he searched for the answer to the question: Where? As he sauntered through the cobblestone walkways, passing St. Peter's Square, stage of the Pope it seemed that his fame had not escaped him in his three year recluse. Three women flocked to him, grasping the raglan sleeves of his Thom Browne duck sweater tightly. "Oh my, your Ethan Starks? Your supposed to be dead!" Starks smiled as the first lady, a petite brunette with wide green eyes and thin lips giggled happily. Her two friends, both strikingly similar giggled in unison and made their place at Ethan's opposite side. "When your a Starks, anything is possible. But if you ladies don't mind, I have somewhere very important to be." With a bit of a struggle Ethan unlatched himself from their grip and took a step forward, only to be intercepted by them once again.
"Come on, live a little!" Their accents were attractive to say the least, giving the English language a bit of elegant flair each time they spoke. Ethan shook his head in protest but before he knew it they were dragging him along and he was helpless to resist. You could say that for most of Ethan's life he remained a bit of a loner, sticking to himself and his inventions for the most part. Outside of his parents and his sister he had very few interactions in his adult life. Upon meeting Cassidy O'Rourke he began to open up, exposing his inner working as well as his personality to a great many of people. This ultimately ended in his demise, making him regret such a choice. Yet he was still his father's son. So when three provocative vixens insisted that they show him a good time it was damn near impossible to refuse.
The group entered Residenza Paolo VI Rome, a hotel directly in the Square, quite famous for both its luxurious rooms and its impressive location. The moment they stepped into the elevator the women became ravenously raunchy, tearing at Ethan's clothing whilst showering him with kisses. The attention was too much, he couldn't think. All that he had to rely on was feeling and senses told him something was awry. Instead of acting on this he decided to let things play out, fondling the women at random as they continued. The doors slid open and the brunette wrenched on his collar whilst the other two opened the door. The large interior was untouched, two beds, a fine dining table and a bathroom were all that Ethan made out before he was tossed onto the bed. His sweater was casually strewn aside and his button up baby blue, pinstriped, Stefano Ricci dress shirt followed in suit. His back lie against the soft satin sheets as the women still fawned over him, beginning to strip down.
Being inside, and away from the all the distractions Ethan's senses sharpened. He was picking up on an aura of darkness which he'd never felt. The fact that he could feel it now made him wonder why he could not before. It was too powerful to simply miss, screaming in his head like siren. Just then he diverted attention to his visual senses and the first thing he caught was a raised hand with long, razor sharp nails cast high. As it was brought down for a swooping strike Ethan screamed. Blood splattered against the headboard and the scarlet fluid dripped onto the pillows from the trio of gashes on Ethan's left cheek. The once amorous beauties had now become demons, their soft features became dark and disfigured . Ethan's face was horrified as he adrenaline began pumping through his body. He was completely unarmed and felt helpless without the tools he usually carried.
"Whats the matter? Afraid of little blood?" The blonde hissed, cocking back for another strike as the other two demons held down his arms. Ethan's face changed from the mystified horror to cocky grin. The woman sent her next strike, yet was interrupted as a blinding white light engulfed the entire area. The three bodies were sent flying, creating an orifice where the bodies collided with the wall. Ethan hopped off the bed and to his feet, his magical aura now present, sifting off of him in wisps of energy. His eyes were glowing, and his smile was ever present as he stood, awaiting the challengers. The demons leaped out of the wall with a bloodcurdling scream, surging towards Starks in a formation. Ethan raised a fist, glowing with white energy and slammed it into the ground. A symbol made of light appeared on the ground. It was circular shaped with marking along the inside. Three separate circles surfaced in the design and from each of the circles energy erupted in a cyclonic vortex. The demons dove forward, caught in the blasts. The vessels of all except the brunette were destroyed and Ethan stood up, ending the attack as he studied the only survivor. She writhed with pain, snarling and contorting her body along the ground. "You.. Will not succeed. By killing my sisters, you have stirred Lilith. She will hunt you, and use you to find the girl. The will of our Lord Lucifer shall not be denied!" White light with red hues burst from the demon's body, her physical form breaking away before utterly exploding. Ethan executed four hand signals, activating a spell that would removed him from this area. He resurfaced in the sky, high above the city of Rome, wings made of dazzling alabaster light beating against the wind to keep his body aloft. "Look mommy, an angel!" A young boy said, staring up from the balcony of his hotel room. The mother's eyes widened as she gazed upon a shirtless Ethan, his black slacks ruffled a bit from the skirmish.
He'd been going about this completely the wrong way. This was not something that could be dealt with in the realm of science. The nature of all of this was supernatural and if he had any chance of finding this little girl and stopping the prophesied resurrection he need to embrace the powers his mother had bestowed upon him. With the magic flowing through him his sixth sense was on her high alert. His complex mind made this sense inconceivably acute. He was picking up on both demons and angels, thousands of which were in this city alone, disguised. Humans gave off neutral energy for the most part, whilst angels and demons gave off light and dark respectively. But there was a single anomaly. An individual that was giving off all three energy at random. "That's it! But this means, Lucifer isn't the only one after that body..." He thought to himself before taking off, leaving a sonic boom that startled the citizens below in his wake. Ethan was hot on the trail, but he knew that using these powers would only make him a beacon for the more powerful satanic minions. If he was going to keep this girl safe once he found her, his magic would have to be forsaken. He was getting close now, but the demons had sought him out quicker than expected. A duo of archangels were on his tail fast, their dark wings beating in unison.
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