Jet: His (short) history
Before I release the next story, I want to give everyone a (really) brief (and not completely correct) history about my character, Jet. As told by him. I tried to compress it, but a lot has been left out in order to keep it from being a book long. Approximately 1 page.
I remember the happy days I had. It was I, (Jet) and a whole family of others; but we are now separate.
Before I explain how, you must understand a little about me. I was born a demon/Dragon, but I always was in my Dragon form. To this day, I do not know how to go into my demon form.
I lost so many people growing up, including my mother when I was young and it made me sympathetic to others, but my dad would have none of that. Since My mom died by a rival bounty hunter clan, he has sworn to get revenge and not let any emotion get in the way. Therefore, he raised me to be a great fighter.
When I was sixteen, I met Marcos and he was a handsome werewolf bodyguard. It was not long before things got passionate and we made love. Through that, I had werewolf added to my DNA. Everything was fine until he found out I was a Bounty Hunter and that is when I learned his parents was killed by Bounty Hunters when he was younger and sworn to protect people since then; For him, I gave up bounty Hunting but my dad would not have that. I fought him, ultimately learning how to split myself into multiple people who were different parts of my personality. With the combined force, we backed him up into a corner where he fled.
After the battle, I started have personality issues as each personality fought for control, since I could not maintain a split. Marcos, whom was worried about me, sought out a solution. It came in the form of an evil witch who permanently split me into four people: Jet (myself, the mixed wolf/dragon/demon), Dragonius aka Drag (anthro dragon form), Winchester aka Were (werewolf form), and an "accidental" feral wolf form named Wolf.
Long after, all of us got a house together and shared it with a muscle-y Dragon named Jake. We lived together happily, Were's bartending abilities (and magic) combined with Drag's connections (he met people at the many parties he went to), and Wolf's Smarts helped us open our own bar in the middle of the forest. In addition, we all lived off the bar and had many adventures at that place, but it was not long before it all came down.
First, I lost my love in a brutal fight, then Jake kept disappearing along with everyone except Were. ME and Were managed by ourselves until we found out Wolf was planning to take over my body because his limitations in his was too much for him. He hoped that with a body that could change into different forms he could do whatever he wanted. I managed to beat him and send him away; since then he has seen the error and made ways to get by with his limitations. I still have not forgiven him yet.
At one of the few times everyone was together, we met Marcos long-lost younger brother, Mark and took care of him. Again, there was peace. However, the destruction of peace followed it. Were, feeling useless, (an adept but really clumsy and forgetful spell caster) went away for a year to train with a special sword and magic user far away.
My father attacked us and destroyed our house. Mark went missing, Drag was at parties all the time, and Jake was somewhere we did not know about. I was all alone. I stayed at the bar and worked all the time until Drag and Were found me at about the same time. We found out Mark lost his memory and at a mansion near town, he was treated. We went to him and the owner (a twelve-year-old kitty) agreed to house us as well. Now I live comfortably here.
Were goes off to a library most time to learn more spells and Drag parties all the time, so I am alone with the Owner and mark when I visit the mansion. The happy times are fleeting, but I have learned to appreciate it no matter how it comes.
As for me, I work in the bar and meet anybody who comes in. Were has a schedule and comes in when he can.