Author Notes: First of all, aside from not owning Teen Titans and of course, that this takes place a week after Spellbound I still live, just haven't been feeling most of my ideas lately. Not to say that I'm not still working on bringing myself back into A Little Fight With Pit, just had to deal with life that took over. During that time, I came up with a few ideas that seem to have a bit more life than the others. Not to mention, that I honestly wanted to try. That and one hell of a fiction project that I seriously got into and I am still working on. Anywho.
A warning to those who are clicking this, yes, as mentioned in the summary it is OC-centric. Do not simply label it because of it, some rather well-written stories focus on OCs. Not all of course, I hope this one can be numbered amongst the well-written ones, but we shall see.
A little statement before the spoiler warning; Eli is a paranormal human. What does that mean? Simply put, science cannot quite explain all of his abilities in detail and they aren't magic born or based either. The reason he can do what he can do will be explained over the course of the story, and no, we're not talking Danny Phantom here. Danny is Danny and Eli is Eli. That and I really don't give a flying whoop about ecto-blasts. Yeah, don't expect Eli to pulling them out anytime, I've got plans for my character.
With that, I bring an end to this long Author Note, and welcome you to enjoy my latest idea.
This has been beta-read and approved by my wonderful beta and good friend, n00dl3gal. Give her a round of applause everybody, and be sure to check out her work when you get the chance!
On with the show!
Guardian Reaper
Chapter 1: Revolutionary Meeting
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Downtown, San Francisco
A single young man walked straight through downtown, eyes fixed on the sidewalk ahead. The youth wore a single pair of black jeans, standing out from the normal through the silver stitching in it. And two pockets stationed below the normal ones, with eight occupied belt loops on each pant leg, with a single Celtic Knot embossed belt going through each set for a total of five belts. Including the normal one around his waist.
A single black leather jacket with Celtic Cross on the back in silver was worn over a dark green shirt, the Celtic Triquetra in silver on the front. Two black gloves could be made out on each hand, going up and under to the middle of the arm in the form of long sleeves with a single silver Triquetra on the back of each one. The final two things he wore were a pair of black combat boots with steel toes and heels, along with a black pendant bearing a silver Celtic Triquetra in the middle.
The dark clothes didn't stand out that much, only the young man's fair skin that looked a bit more white than a normal person. But beyond that, no one so much as looked over at him. In fact, no one did, much to his confusion.
"Okay, what's going on here?" he questioned, turning to see a few people staring dumbly. The teen quickly traced their gazes to find hypnotic swirls on every single electronic sign and billboard available, even several computer screens as well. "The fu-"
"I'm reclaiming this city in the name of jolly old England!" The teen quickly concentrated and both eyes flickered with ectoplasm. Instead of staring at the screens, he whipped around to find a single one bearing an aged man with mutton chops, balding, and blue glasses smirking down at everyone. "And you lot best bow down to your new ruler, King Moddie the First!"
"King? The hell I will," the teen stated, only to turn and find everyone else in the city actually following the mad-man's orders. He quickly frowned and pulled back into an alleyway, making sure no one was looking. "America would have super-villains, damn it."
He ignored Mad Mod's reprogramming of the rest of the people as he concentrated on the ectoplasm in his body. The teen's body quickly began fading out of sight until he completely disappeared from sight, not even leaving a trace of footprints.
Yet he was still there as he floated right off the ground and then shot out of the alleyway. The teen scanned the area, finding freakish black and white London buildings popping up in place of normal ones. A quick look up at the sky revealed the London Jack actually overhead, causing the teen to scowl and shake his head furiously. He didn't waste any time shooting up into the sky only to notice a single lone building on an island.
"... What the hell is that? No, no time for that, and I can't do this wearing my street clothes," he told himself, his voice sounding distorted yet not at all disturbing anyone below. "Might as well treat this like a job, I'd be a jerk if I didn't do something about this."
He quickly flew over to the large T without breaking a sweat and set down on the roof quietly. Looking around, he made sure no one was present before phasing back into existence and lightly dropping on the surface of the roof. The teen didn't even flinch as he began removing his clothes and quickly opening the duffel bag and pulled out a fresh set of clothes. As soon as he was dressed again, he slipped his normal clothes inside, zipped up the bag and stashed it on the roof before fading out of sight again and flying off.
"Go to America Eli, they pay a lot more for bouncers than the pubs will! If I find Fitzpatrick, I'll deck him!" he cursed, shooting through the air and scanning the ground for any sign of normalcy. Sadly there was nothing but black and white buildings, all of them in old Victorian London style, much to his disgust. "I should have stayed back in Dublin..."
The rest of his words were cut off by a sudden crash and what sounded like some kind of explosion. Eli quickly flipped and shot straight to the ground, coming to a quick halt in front of the smoke cloud and silently hovered.
Once the smoke settled, four figures made their way out of the subway no worse for the wear, not even aware of Eli staring at them and studying them. He quickly focused on each individual, sizing them up out of habit as a bouncer as well as their possible threat level if at all.
The first was a worried semi-tall girl with bright orange skin and strangely bright red hair. Though what stuck out to Eli was her green irises AND sclera as well. A trait that was definitely not normal or human and she wore a modest skirt as far as clubbing girls went along with long purple boots reaching up to her thighs and a purple tank top. Strangely, all of the clothes she wore had gray trim to them including a collar on her neck and gray sleeves covering up to the middle of her hand with green gemstones over the back. Definitely nothing about her seemed normal, especially her strange speech in his opinion.
Beside her was a tall African American, only he looked like something straight out of science fiction. More than half of his body seemed to be covered in metal like a suit of robotic armor, only it was actually part of him. Blue and white circuits could be made out on his thighs, shoulders, half of his head, and his arms, with dark skin only for his face and part of his upper arms. A single red cybernetic eye was scanning the area, mismatched with his normal eye though thankfully he didn't seem to notice Eli despite the capabilities of the eye. Out of the group, he seemed to be the tallest and most intimidating as far as physical looks were concerned.
Eli mentally noted to avoid startling the tall teen who looked like he could bench press a bus and moved onto the smallest of the group. And did a prompt double-take as the young boy was completely green all over, including his eyes though not his sclera. Including his hair strangely enough, and pointed ears that made him look like a Vulcan from Star Trek. Unlike the others, his suit was dark purple in the middle in a sort of column until it reach mid-thigh, with black on each side and going down to his purple boots. He had on a gray belt of some sort around his waist with gray gloves, and seemed to have the simplest outfit of all.
Eli cocked an eyebrow, wondering what the boy's deal with before turning to the final member of the strange quartet. A girl that was floating a solid three feet off the ground. Actually floating, much like he was. Slowly, carefully, Eli floated to a better position without getting too close and looked the girl over slowly.
First thing he noticed was her ash gray skin, but also the dark amethyst eyes that were scanning the area. He could make out some of her face, and what he did see drew his curiosity and interest in as he could see a slender oval-shaped face and a simple petite shadow of a chin. Her lips were dark gray and matched her skin, much to Eli's surprise. The teen looked over her only to find a dark blue cloak covering her entire body with a single ruby baring golden brooch to fasten the two parts together, strangely with a black shadow on it of some sort.
She had a hood up, casting a shadow over her face down to the bridge of her nose, keeping the rest of her features hidden. The only thing Eli could make out was that the girl had a small frame judging by the way her cloak hung off her shoulders, and a pair of dark blue boots. They were traditional, reminding him of some old pictures of boots in Irish paintings. And lastly, the fact that she stood at least two to three inches below himself.
All four seemed to be just as disturbed if not more upset than he was about finding the city horribly butchered into a disgusting replica of England. A bad one at that, as Eli silently descended until his incorporeal body was practically standing on the ground. Taking a moment to judge them, he slowly took a step back and exhaled.
"Do I show myself or not..." he murmured to himself, debating about it as one of them mentioned Mad Mod but not in a pleasant way.
Anything else he was thinking of doing went out the window at the sound of heavy marching, military marching. Everyone including the incorporeal Eli looked to see two large mechanical soldiers, dressed just like the British Royal Guard, including large rifles and arms as well.
Both of their chests opened up to reveal swirling hypnosis-screens, forcing the teens to quickly cover their eyes. Except for Eli, who merely smirked and noted the lack of effect the hypnosis had on him while incorporeal. "Hit 'em hard and hit 'em fast, and whatever you do, don't look at the hypno-screens!" warned the tall teen, only for their short friend to immediately become hypnotized and actually started drooling.
"Now that's an idea," Eli stated, shooting forward in a burst of speed. He ignored the chests closing as the robots readied their guns, and merely passed right through them without so much as flinch. On the turn of a dime, Eli pulled around, phasing back into sight as he excited the ectoplasm within his fists. "Hey tin-cans!"
The two robots actually stopped at the sound of his voice. Neither one had much time to turn around as Eli slammed both palms into their backs. Black electricity burst forward breaking through steel hide and jumping right into the circuits, overloading them in the process. Within only a few seconds, the two robots exploded violently away from Eli, sending burning debris and wreckage across the street. All four teens stared in surprise as the green boy snapped out of his trance, and immediately gawked at Eli.
The teen was wearing a new ensemble designed for intimidation, especially to any true son and daughter of Ireland. A jet black leather vest bearing a single black hood that was currently pulled up with silver eyes sewn into the top like a wolf's. The back bore a large silver hound on the back, snarling at anyone looking at it. Long black sleeves came out from underneath the vest down to the black gloves baring silver claw like studs over the knuckles with silver wolf arms on each sleeve. Both pant-legs had silver wolf-leg designs on the sides with a silver long belt hanging out from the back like an actual tail.
His pants were black like a pair of dark denim jeans with silver plated belts at the bottom like his normal pants. The buckle itself had a wolf's head, with the final piece being his silver-toed boots and heels that were detailed like wolf claws. In all, Eli cut an intimidating figure with his dark blue eyes and the silver fingers of his gloves, as well as black sparks dancing over the conductive metal of his knuckles.
"Bloody hell, who called in the werewolf-" the green teen stopped as Eli raised a single jet black eyebrow before the boy suddenly screamed. "Oh dear, I'm a limey, a Tommy, a Brit!"
"You're an idiot, not a Brit. I doubt that there are only two of these robots around," Eli stated, his natural Dublin accent coming out in irritation. A fact that did not go unnoticed as the green boy blinked and frown in a bit of annoyance.
"Oh great, a bloody Mick," the British-speaking green boy stated, causing Eli to immediately narrow both eyes and step forward. Only at the same time, black electricity was crackling down his shoulders to his fists. "Uh-"
"And proud of it, so unless you want to be dropped like the fucknut you're acting like, shut your trap!" Eli growled, going into his full Dublin accent, seething as the green boy quickly bolted behind his friend. Though neither the large teen or the two girls were seemingly interested in shielding the green boy as Eli straightened up, drawing the electricity back into his body. "Don't piss off a proud Irishmen."
"Noted," the Gothic girl stated, causing Eli to turn his gaze onto her. For a moment she could feel respect radiating from his emotions, covering the lingering flickers of irritation and annoyance at Beast Boy's little British prejudice moment. "We need to move."
"That would be most wise right now, look!" the orange-skinned girl pointed out, causing the entire group to turn only to see an entire squad marching into the street. Each one armed with a laser rifle and worse, just as big as the first two that Eli destroyed.
"Run away!" Beast Boy shouted, not even noticing Eli actually phasing right out of sight.
Raven did, and her eyes widened at the strange ability before she quickly levitated straight through the air, moving as fast as possible. The robots continued, unaware of the incorporeal Eli studying them, actually phasing right into their chests to at least glimpse their insides. As soon as he got a good enough look, he shot right after the group, moving at speeds far beyond all but the best supersonic jets.
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Cyborg peered down at the water as the torch light moved away and exhaled softly before turning to the rest of the group. A quick slap from Raven knocked Beast Boy out of the hypnotic programming, much to a little of their combined relief. Yet the mechanical teen and second in command of the Teen Titans couldn't help but wonder a few things. 'Who the hell was that guy? He's Irish but there's nothing about any Irish superheroes, especially in their teens that I know of,' he thought, rubbing his chin for a moment before sighing.
"Where did our new friend go to?" Starfire asked, looking around in confusion. "Did he get captured?"
"He scares me," blurted Beast Boy, recalling the way he was glared down and worse, the black electricity that crackled around his fists. And the fact that he took down the two robots without even flinching and before they could was hard to ignore. "And who was that guy?"
"He disappeared when we were being chased," announced Raven, causing her teammates to look at her in surprise. She exhaled for a moment and looked at Cyborg, their technical leader now. "I noticed it because I could barely sense him at the time."
Eli cocked an eyebrow before leaning over Raven's shoulder. "I didn't think anyone could actually sense me when I'm incorporeal," he said aloud, unaware of Raven's eyes widening as she stiffened, feeling the traces of curiosity and intrigue behind her.
"Now that you mention it, I can't even pick up a heart beat... and I doubt B here can smell him if he's gone," Cyborg grumbled, frowning. They frankly could use the help being down one Titan, their strongest one as far as intelligence and cunning went and more importantly, experience leading. "Damn, we need to beat those tin cans, Mad Mod, and then get back Robin!"
"No, we must first find Robin and then restore his youth to him!" Starfire suggested, causing Eli to raise an eyebrow for a moment before groaning to himself. Robin's name did ring a bell; the Boy Wonder and only known pupil and apprentice of the Dark Knight himself, Batman.
"No way, what we need to do is go underground-"
"Wait," Raven growled, frowning for a moment and slowly looked around. She could dimly sense the strange emotions behind her, now of realization and confusion before managing to turn around completely.
Cyborg blinked and cocked his only actual eyebrow. "Something wrong Rae?" he questioned, noticing how confused and uneasy his friend looked. As the big brother figure of the Teen Titans, it was his job to know when something was disturbing or unsettling any of his friends. "What are you looking for?"
"Not what, who. I believe that we are not alone," she stated, taking a moment to exhale and unknowingly turned to look straight through Eli's eyes. The teen actually stared back before quietly floating back and set himself upright above the water. "I know someone is there. Show yourself."
"Uh, Raven?" Beast Boy whispered, looking around in confusion. "Who are you talking to?"
"Could it be our new friend who came to our unexpected aid?" questioned Starfire and Eli did a double-take at the girl's surprisingly astute observation. And yet she seemed to have such an innocent yet fluent level of English. "Please new friend, is it you?"
"If you are all fighting this Mad Mod guy, I'm guessing you're the superheroes," Eli stated, willing himself back into the physical realm, surprising all but Raven with his sudden appearance. Though now Eli could see the girl's face as her hood was pulled back and her cloak parted. "Bit early to call me a friend, but if you four are planning on getting this place back to normal, I'm in."
Raven tried her hardest not to stare, but it was difficult as Eli had actually managed to surprise her with his presence. There were numerous questions going through her head, the foremost being 'what in the name of Azar are you?' she wondered, barely making out his Irish accent now that he seemed to be calmer than before. At least enough that she could silently read his anticipation.
"Whoa, how'd you do that?" Beast Boy blurted, staring in surprise before gulping nervously. "Um, sorry about the whole Irish thing..."
"Don't do it again and we'll be sound, otherwise I'll drop you," Eli stated, slipping a hand up to his hood and gripped it tightly. Beast Boy quickly gave a furious nod before backing up while Raven merely raised an eyebrow at the slight drop in Eli's accent. "So, who are you four?" he asked, slipping his gaze right onto Raven.
"I'm Cyborg, he's Beast Boy, she's Starfire, and that's Raven," Cyborg listed off, watching as Eli looked over each of them before giving a solid nod. The tall teen could already tell that Eli could fight, and that came from just college experience. "Who are you anyway?"
"And how were you able to disappear like that, new friend?" added Starfire. The energetic girl was already fascinated by someone who seemingly had a power none of them were capable of.
Eli took a moment to quickly look over Raven's revealed figure. Her body was curvy to make up for the lack of height, just enough to put her at a different build than Starfire. More compact in Eli's opinion, and frankly she qualified as more of a young woman he figured given her curvy legs and rather attractive form. Didn't hurt that she seemed to be pretty intelligent and spiritual, given his own abilities being more paranormal in nature and otherworldly.
She actually had her hair in a page-boy style cut with a red gemstone on her forehead. Raven also wore a black leotard that left only her chest to the imagination, a size-able firm B-cup, with her leotard hugging her curves and skin like a second layer. Eli quickly shifted his gaze to her hands, noting the blue cuffs on her wrists and the way her black leotard was mounted to the gloves via a smaller version of her broach. There was even a belt of similar style in a sort of linked broach manner at an angle on her waist with two small tassels hanging down at her side. And both legs uncovered from the hip down, with her leotard snuggly hanging onto her crotch but well enough to keep it covered modestly.
'No wonder she wears a cloak, doesn't look to proper to any adult but doesn't get in the way of kicks or movement,' he thought, silently approving of the somewhat revealing but functional uniform. Eli didn't miss the slight flicker of surprise in Raven's eyes, though he had no idea that it was because she could actually read his mood; approval was something she didn't catch very often and a little bit of interest in her didn't hurt either.
"Wisp," Eli explained, slipping both hands into a vest pocket each. It was safer since frankly he couldn't give out his real name or his bouncer name either. "Just call me Wisp. And it's one of my abilities, makes sneaking around a lot easier," he added, shrugging his shoulders as Cyborg gave an understanding nod and Raven quietly studied his apparel. "Mind filling me in on what I missed? I just got in town and I'm already wishing I was back in Ireland."
Cyborg quickly explained the entire situation and then watched Eli whisper to himself a few times. The teen finally looked up, hood still pulled up for identity's sake though Cyborg was already holding back from taking a few pictures with his cybernetic eye. He was no Robin, he was willing to take help where they could get it and not ask questions when they were in serious trouble like they were now.
Eli rubbed his chin before mulling over the situation. "All right, so, now you're just trying to decide how to overthrow Mad Mod," he concluded, and then took a moment to shake his head. "Too many to take head on and thinking of this place as just one big club, he's got cameras around to look for us. Probably not here though, otherwise he'd give you the bum rush," Cyborg blinked before face-palming, inwardly griping at himself. "Every good bouncer knows you don't try to take on a mob. Best way to get beat down," he added.
"Uh, but this isn't a club," Beast Boy nervously pointed out, whimpering when Eli turned his hooded gaze right onto him. "Just saying..."
"Doesn't mean he's wrong. It's like trying to play football with only your offense and no defense," defended Cyborg, looking to Eli and giving his fellow teen a nod which was gratefully returned. It didn't hurt that when given the straight and simple facts, Cyborg could see how Eli was looking at the situation. "We do need to get Robin though, and get his youth back."
"Agreed. But we would need to sneak up on Mad Mod, ambush him." Raven looked to Eli to find the teen cocking an eyebrow before giving a small nod of acknowledgment. She kept her senses limited to avoid just reading his mood, even though she could tell he wasn't about to actually vote for her plan. "Could you do it, with your ability?"
"I can do it half-way, I haven't met a wall I can't go through but..." Eli paused and sighed for a moment. He frankly didn't want to admit the one problem with his ability, but it wasn't like he was giving them all of his weaknesses. "I can't touch anyone until I'm tangible. I know how it works a little; something inside of me allows me to turn incorporeal but only me," he held up a hand before Beast Boy could speak. "Not intangible, incorporeal. No manner of electronics can pick me up; hell, Raven here is the first person to actually detect me while I'm incorporeal- anyway, sneaking is fine, but then we'll have to fight."
"Then, what should we do? Mad Mod is attempting to rewrite history." the young man turned to Starfire, watching her for a moment. "We must stop him, and we need a plan."
"She's right, we have to try something, and hope it works," Cyborg added, looking to Eli before glancing at Raven who gave a small nod and then to Beast Boy who scratched his head. 'Though we can't do that without a leader, can we?' he wondered.
Raven paused for a moment before looking to Eli. 'Until he's tangible and until then only I can detect him,' she thought, looking to the others. An idea was already forming in her mind, only it was taking pieces of each plan to cover the flaws of the others and make one enormous grand design of a plan, a stratagem in fact. One that could work but with Eli helping them, there was a faster way to go about it. Especially as Mad Mod had no idea that Eli even existed for that matter.
"Wisp, how long can you hold your incorporeal state?" Raven asked suddenly, causing Eli to turn around and face her, only she had a small smirk on her lips. One that frankly he saw only in the few spunky young women in Dublin that could not only out-think a man but frankly he respected as fellow bouncers.
"On record, I can keep it up while sleeping if I have to," Eli replied, raising an eyebrow. A mirror of a smirk formed upon Eli's lips, as well as a flash of honest interest in the dark sorceress and her idea. "Got something in mind, fhiaigh?" he asked, actually sending a small chill down Raven's spine.
"I do."
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Mad Mod sighed with absolute pride and joy. Surprisingly, the Titans hadn't tried anything without Robin around, and he was enjoying the victory as his robots marched in front of him, backed up by tanks. He was currently in a simple little dirigible stand, feeling as young as ever and wearing a gaudy red version of the king's old uniform. Everything was going right as he turned to Robin with a smirk, the aged Titan leader glaring up at him.
"Too bad about your-"
He was interrupted as several hypnotic screens exploded via Raven's trademark telekinesis, stumbling forward and staring in disbelief. As Mod turned around to give orders to his troops, Robin saw Eli phase right back into sight, a single finger held up to his lips. The boy wonder blinked but his sharp mind quickly realized that Eli had to be on his side as he phased back out of sight.
It was bittersweet to watch as the dirigible was killed and Mad Mod quickly snarled as his hypnotized subjects left in a hurry. And with good reason as the remaining Titans were standing before his troops.
"All right, destroy them!" he ordered, missing Eli flickering back into sight briefly with an absolute pissed off look in his eyes. The two had to wait in silence as their friends put up an excellent fight, but one by one they were defeated.
Raven and Starfire seemed to take the hardest hits and were soon captured by Mad Mod's robots. Even Beast Boy was captured, knocked out before he could turn into a spider monkey to land on Mad Mod's face. Instead, they seemed to be all unconscious with Mad Mod smiling in absolute glee at his seemingly flawless victory.
"What a surprise, my duckies, you're little plan didn't work," he laughed, shaking his head as he strode up to the group, unaware of Eli hovering right after him. In fact, the teen was slowly moving into position carefully, right in front of Mad Mod. "You lot should have realized it, those who fail to learn from their past are doomed to repeat it. And you lot are as doomed as ever! Couldn't think your way out of a paper bag without the old bean Robin eh?"
"Actually, we know that," Raven stated, smirking as she slowly opened her eyes as Eli quickly chambered his leg, concentrating on the series of blows he was to deliver. She could dimly sense his alert emotions, specifically, the tension in his body. "You should have paid more attention earlier."
"And why is that, love?" Mod asked, rolling his eyes and calmly polished his cane.
Raven simply continued to smirk, inhaling deeply and prepared herself. "Robin is looking rather happy right now," she stated calmly, causing Mod to blink and quickly turned around in confusion. Yet there before him was Robin, smirking in victory as Eli phased right back into existence, leg chambered like a bullet in a pistol. "Wisp."
"Hey fucknut, over here," Eli whispered, causing Mad Mod to whip around in surprise only to see a flash of silver. In one kick, Eli actually broke Mod's nose while the second quickly chambered kick blasted the wind out of his body, followed b a single sharp kick to the cane, sending it right into the air.
Cyborg's detached arm quickly followed, snatching the cane up as Mod tried to gasp for air while Eli phased right out of sight. The British villain looked up only to find, much to his horror, Robin holding the cane with his thumb positioned right over the crystal switch. Worse yet, there was far too much distance to cover, and Eli was already back in the physical world, ready to drop him with a single vicious axe-kick.
"Now old bean, let's not do anything hasty..." Mod trailed off in horror as Robin smirked and activated the cane, causing red energy to pour out of the crystal. In a flurry of light and unknown energies, life force shot out of Mad Mod straight back into Robin, returning them to their true ages. "No!"
Robin eagerly broke the cane clean in half, forcing all of the changes Mad Mod did to the city to be reversed, including the hologram setup over the sky. Even the robots shutdown, leaving Eli to pull back with a nod to Raven before smiling at her like a Cheshire Wolf.
"See you around fhiaigh," Eli chuckled, phasing right out of their known existence and shooting off straight towards the tower like a rocket. "At least this place will be fun to be in," he laughed, head shaking to and fro in disbelief.
He didn't realize that Raven was sensing his happiness and joy at doing a bit of good, or the curious glint in her eyes. 'What does fhiaigh mean?' she wondered, turning to find Robin already slapping cuffs on Mad Mod.
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Downtown, San Francisco
Eli finished drying himself off before glancing at the muted TV, namely at the headliner of Mad Mod being put back into jail. The teen smirked for a moment before softly whistling an Irish tune to himself as his cell phone rang. Quickly he flicked it opened and slipped it up to his ear after pressing the answer key.
"This is Setanta speaking, who's calling?" he asked, raising an eyebrow after turning off the TV.
"I wasn't sure this was the right number, but I need a bouncer... you don't mind it's a teen night club, do you?" the voice asked, sounding a bit nervous and around their middle age if Eli's guess was on the money. "This is Setanta, right?"
"Yes, what hours do you need me to work?" Eli questioned, opening his closet to glance at his bouncer's uniform.