♣♣♣ (Yes. Three please. ^-^ One for Yana, one for Abbadon and another for an AU version of 'er.)
Prompt: Send me a ♣ and I’ll generate an AU from this list and type up a starter.
Aiyana AU -- 7. Supernatural AU.
Colt knew his powers were different than the typical demon's. Being the son of Satan helped that fact be proven true. But he was at a point in his life that he wanted to know just how powerful he truly was. He knew he was far stronger than even the world's strongest human, but strength is only so good. Colt wanted to test those demonic abilities of his.
Standing in an abandoned parking lot, way too early for sane people to be awake, he stood idly in nothing but a pair of black jeans, a belt and a pair of black leather boots. No shirt or anything covered the heavily tattooed torso, keeping his exquisite form on full display from the waist up.
As he stood there, Colt focused the demonic aura he emanated and tried to summon the dark powers he possessed. Before long, he was summoning hell's flames to his very hands. The air around his body crackled and sparked, before the heat intensified.
Opening those blue eyes, he looked to his left hand, then to his right. A grin formed and he reached behind himself, grabbing the gun he carried everywhere. As he took hold of the grip, he began to transfer the dark flames to the gun's body. Holding the gun in front of him, he took his other hand and cocked it, transferring the rest of the focused energy into the gun's bullets.
A smirk played his lips as he aimed for a rusted stop sign. Pulling the trigger, a bullet went flying from the barrel of the gun, spinning with ease as it cut through the air. The gunshot was silenced thanks to a silencer having been attached to the barrel, but the shot was still on mark, hitting dead center of the letter 'O' in the word 'STOP'.
The flames began to eat away at the metal that made up the sign. Within seconds, it was completely deteriorated to absolutely nothing. "Damn, this is actually kind'a cool, man..." Just as he said that, a woman happen to come around the building, looking rather annoyed at something.
The black flames were still clinging to the gun, flickering about wildly as Colt observed the woman. He had completely forgotten about the gun, still holding it out towards where he'd aimed it...
Abbadon -- 3. High School AU.
Colt normally hated high school. The teenager hated the teachers, hated the kids, hated it all. It was nothing but a glorified daycare center for teens. He wished he could just drop out, but his adoptive parents would never let him hear the end of it. And you don't even know what it's like to have two homosexual men get on your ass about something like this.
So, he attended school like a good dog boy. Nine times out of ten, he could be seen either ditching class or sleeping in it. He didn't want to be there, and his teachers didn't want him there, either. In a way, his teachers and himself had an understanding. Leave each other alone, and nobody has to worry about getting slack from his gay dads.
Colt loved his dads with all his heart, though. They gave him a home, a life, a reason to stay living. And as he grew older, he wanted to be able to one day provide for his dads when they could no longer help themselves. They were his only 'family', if you will.
Sighing against his desk, Colt was seen slumped over it, his arms draping over the front of it as he rested his chin against the surface. His skinny, lean body looked weaker than it really was, and his smooth baby face made him appear a little younger than you'd expect a seventeen-year-old young man should.
"This fuckin' blows," he complained, groaning in pure boredom.
Aiyana -- 9. Hospital AU.
The hospital was one of his most hated places to visit. He usually opted to suffering than to take himself to the place. But he needed help. Right fucking now. He stumbled in through the doors of the ER, a trail of blood following closely behind. Groaning, he leaned heavily against the reception's desk, his breathing heavy and raspy. "Nngh... h-help... me..."
As he breathed those words, his body began to tremble violently. His body began to convulse and he collapsed to the ground, seizures incapacitating him. He foamed at the mouth, as if he were a rabid animal. Next thing anyone knew, he suddenly went eerily still.
Doctors rushed him to the Emergency Room, trying to revive him. Once they managed to, they found it increasingly more and more difficult to wake the man up. After several hours, and after stabilizing the man's vitals, the looked up his medical records and dialed the emergency contact listed there.
At Aiyana's body mod shop, the phone began to ring. Once she would pick up the phone, the doctor asked, "Is this a miss Aiyana Dyer?" After a moment, he continued. "I'm sorry to call you under these circumstances. I am doctor Benjamin Mehta. I have a mister Colt... Wayk... ter? Wahk... ter?" After a brief pause, he cleared his throat and proceeded with his call. "Ahem, a-anyways... He is here at Kindred Hospital... and he's in a coma, I'm afraid."
