Heros

Life in the Venatori is different than most realize, except for other Venatori of course. It’s like living in a story book world where the monsters and the heros all exist. As a kid growing up before really knowing what life as Venatori meant I idolized the stories I was told. But not the ones every other kid grows up with. To me swinging from a spider web was impossible but yet I knew of men who could swing from buildings with ease. Super strong like Superman, sure. I could just watch the men and women in the gym pound each other with fists of steal and life refrigerators without sweating. Run fast like the Flash? No problem at least for Venatori.

My Parents

My parents were never around for me. My mother left me to the Venatori at the tender age of 5 and I didn’t know who my father was until I was 18 years old. But here’s the horrid tale of my parentage.

My Best Friend

My best friend has been my best friend for nearly as long as I’ve been with the Venatori. I met Jason Hill when I was 5 year old. He was one of my roommates after the orange door. (A special room for firestarters that was fire proof and had special censors.)

A Nightmare

I felt the bile rise up but I didn’t take my eyes from him as I stared in the eyes of a dragon or a demon or some great creature that saved me from the monster.

First Love

I have never been in love. I’ve never had a relationship last long enough to ever get past lust. I don’t think I have any passions I would consider a love either.

Describe Yourself

Ha! You ask a guy with an ego bigger than himself to talk about himself especially describe yourself and you are going to regret it.

Serial: The Early Chronicles

I hope to start what is a semi-regular series of posts called the Early Chronicles. It’s a two-part series – the first is a factual representation of Nox’s childhood as he grew up, the second is his reflection up those events from his point of view as he looks back on it now as an adult.

The First Moment

The glass conference room door open and soft footsteps move inside and then closed the door.  A pair of shiny, black patent leather shoes crossed the section of floor I studied.  They stopped a few feet away from me.  My gaze followed the owner’s legs up.  His black dress pants were pressed and starched to perfection.

A Defining Moment

My first defining moment is the day I sparked. It was a scary day when I was a kid. It started out per usual. I was excited, my mom was coming home after having been out hunting monsters for a good bit.

My First Kiss

There really isn’t much to tell about my first kiss. The resulting beating afterwards was far more memorable but it never really stopped me.

David Bowie

It is a sad day when Rock Legends die. I’m too young to have followed the early years of David Bowie. But one of AJ’s beta readers said that he could see me liking David Bowie and Queen and the Glam Band era.

Introduction

My name is Nox Sétanta. I’m a Libra. What’s your sign?

Okay not really a line that works. But “Hey Duckling, wanna *ahem*” doesn’t work either.

*evil laugh*

Yeah not. I have my own special brand of crazy and it lurks in the forefront of my mind. I live my life as a programmer – loving my job. Writing as a hobby to express my creativity – to live outside my own mind. A thing I’ve done since childhood; except now playing with toys is not exactly “adult”, so I write.