Tony Mera looked on mildly bored at the paper work in front of him. Things were going well with his many business. His organization was growing and his competition was being crushed under his feet. Mera grinned he was even more dominate in business now than anytime before.
Perhaps now was the time to show just how dominate he could be in other areas. He had been wondering about the rumors he had heard recently. Rumors about a tournament that was supposed to be filled with powerful demons and humans.
At 5'10, 160 pounds with short black hair, warm brown pools for eyes and creamy bronze colored skin. Tony was quite the force to be recon with, he was both demon and human. His power level was if he wasn't mistaken was about that of a low S class demon. Tony had forged ties to many different types of business men over the years. He had used those ties to find out what he could about demons.
He had been young, and unsure of just what his heritage was. Tony had needed answers, answers that his dead mother could no longer give him. Tony remembered reading and re-reading the letter his mothers lawyer had give him.
All he could think about was learning more about what he was. In his search to find answers, Tony had come across several rare books form the feudal era. Those books had given him answers to his questions. Tony had learned much about wind demons and what they could do.
It had helped him learn about his unknown father's side of the family. The books had lead him to other documents and helped him gleam truth form history. From there Tony had started to train to better control his newly found powers.
He could use both demon energy and human sprit energy to truly destructive uses. Tony had been in need of a good fight for awhile now, while crushing people in business was exhilarating. Crushing someone in a fight was much more pleasurable.
Almost as good as the rush from sex, sex was one of his many pleasures. However sex, was with out question was his favorite pleasure. Sex was by far his most favorite activity, he enjoyed it greatly. His only complaint was that he had yet to find someone he could go all out with. Someone he could be completely unleashed with.
Unconcerned about hurting, just being in the moment and driving to the edge over and over again. He had been really wanting to try out a few positions while being in the air. Tony smirked, he had some many positions he wished to try out. Throw in a pair of handcuffs and some chocolate or liquid sugar. And he would be one happy, and rather kinky man.
Tony wished he could find someone he could trust to tell his well kept secret about being half demon. That however was very unlikely to ever happen. Humans today thought of demons in the Christian way.
They no longer knew the real truth of the creation of the three worlds. Besides most humans in the past feared and scorned half breeds. Female demons would reject him and laugh or try and attack. At least if what he had read about demons reactions to half breeds was right.
Tony sat for a few minutes looking over his quarterly statements only to throw up his left hand and ketch a large parchment that had been inches form hitting his head. Breaking the strange seal Tony slowly read the parchment top to bottom.
Tony smirked the rumors had been correct, and if what this parchment said was true. He would be getting that fight he wanted, along with so much more. Perhaps everything he had ever wanted, it could all be his and all he had to do was do what he did best. Crush those who got in his way, with his vast powers.
As Tony got up to head to his training room, he noticed a small picture fall. Bending down to pick it up, Tony smiled as he saw just who was in the picture. A young red head female, smiling with bright blue eyes, pale skin. In an outfit that left little to the imagination.
Long baggy white pants with a white tank that fit her like a second skin. Tony felt his blood run hot, who ever the female was. He was certainly going to have to get to know the little sprite. Yes, he was going to have to get to know her on a very intimate level. Licking his lips, Tony smirked as he walked to his training room, eyes glued to the picture.
