a demon

The common ideals of a demon figure are twisted, mostly thought to be a human like figure with black skin and leather wings. That perception is wrong, because the figure in the mirror is nothing like that. The figure you see is a pitch black colored wolf, with yellow, bright glowing eyes that shone beyond the blackness of night. Wings with a black sheen almost growing from them lay rested on your back, and wisps of dark, snake like matter slither around , in, and out your body; there blackness so dank that even in the pitch black night they still stand out.They cover your body, creating a black aura around you. You gingerly extend your black wings, extending them as far as possible, noting the shift in muscle movement. The wings extend to a length of two times your current size, at least seven feat.. As the tips of your new feathers quiver against the edges of the wall and the twins bunk, the black wisps move with lighting speed to cover the wings. You will them to stop, and there progression stops dead in its tracks, becoming completely still, as if waiting for something to happen. You order them to withdraw, and very cautiously and reluctantly they retreat to the base of the wing. You turn your mind of them, and instantaneously they rush to the tip of your wing, inspecting to make sure no harm had come upon them. They seemed very life like. You then turn to your wolf face, the yellow eyes glowing at the mirror like flash lights, making it hard to make out the features. The face that looks at you has a very disciplined and calm look, giving it the impression of knowledge. Which was not the emotion you felt; you are very confused. But the wolf face dose not have the muscles to portray your feeling, so you remain serene looking. You snarl, showing of your pearl white teeth, and your wisps all point at the direction you are facing, as if ready to attack. When you quit, the wisps return to there normal form. You pull back your wings, gently tucking them flat on your strangely well groomed fur. You start to get curious about your new form, wondering why you where this demon.

"Not demon, guardian," a steady calm voice says. You jump to all fours, swiftly swerving around to find the location of the voice.

"I'm talking to you from your head," the voice tells you, answering your dilemma.

"I do not have much time, so I will be swift. You have been selected to become one of the guardians, Sam, due to your vigilance and ability to resist corruption of the magical arts. I sincerely apologize for not informing you of this sooner, but the ring your sister bears is a very powerful item, and it was very hard to pry your soul from her. Now I believe that your step father would like to talk to you," the voice says. You heart races from the final sentence, and then the familiar voice of your stem dad fills your head.

"Sam, all though we are not blood related, magically you are my son, and as such you have been given the job of guardian. It is your job to protect the family now. Before I go, you must know two things. Jessica has been what we now as magically corrupted, but the actions she carries out are of her own will and desire. You must note this when facing her. Two, You have been given selected powers as an individual guardian."

Possession: while a rather wicked act, when leaving the subject will be in a deep state of relaxation, joy, and all negative thoughts will be dispelled.

Visitation: For Stealth, it will allow the same act as the ring.

Mind Reading: You will have the ability to read minds at will.

Relaxation: Making a subject lose all emotion of fear for a brief amount of time

Minions: Your wisps will heal and protect you

Shield: You are immune to all magical hexes.