Like the gods of ancient Greece, demons through out all of time have seduced or tricked humans to give them offspring. These Cambions, or half-demons, live tormented and horrific lives. Many are overwhelmed by their demonic half and commit terrible atrocities. Others are driven mad and live out their lives in asylums if they don't end their lives first. However, there are a select few that have the will to retain their innocence and sanity. Whether they embrace their demonic half or live in fear of its power, they are still in control. They attempt to live normal lives and can be around us at any time. Their human qualities provide the camouflage to mask their power. They have the power to cross into the demonic realm known as Limbo. Sometimes they can even do so freely. These Children of Limbo have a dark aura about them that can be seen by those able to read it: real spiritual mediums, leaders of the church, and of course demons and other Cambions. A particular group of Cambions in a small sea-side city have noticed each other's presence. They are now a secluded and strange circle of friends from different walks of life that share this one bond. You are one of them, a true child of Limbo. Tensions are rising in Limbo as a struggle for power begins. The coming war will drag you and your friends into the conflict as fated Cambion warriors. You may not embrace it, but you can not escape your destiny.
The worst part about being dead was feeling. Not emotions. Ryder still had those, but he missed feeling sunshine on his face. Hell, he even missed feeling hungry. Jealousy flood him as he watched Jay eat her lunch. It was a quick break from a relaxing day of reading at the park. He was stuck having to float around with her. He hated his mortal realm form. If you could see him, which nobody could imcluding Jay, he was similar to a genie. His upper body kind of rounded out into a tail.
It was cool in the sense that he could float around about 40 or 50 yards away from his sister, but his tail did connect to her. She was Ryder's anchor and days like this he hated it. He couldn't even sit down next to Jay. He just kind of hovered over the bench. It was driving him mad. He had to entertain himself the only way he knew how. A passing runner provided the opportunity he needed.
Ryder quickly floated up a nearby tree and grabbed an acorn. He took his aim, timed his shot, and wham! The acorn nailed her right in the head. He laughed as she cried "ow" and looked around for the source of the rogue acorn. This was pretty much the only perk of being dead. He couldn't be seen or heard so pranks were easy and fun. Plus, it would amuse him and pass the time until the football game that night. He loved going to Franklin High's games. It reminded him of the Friday nights he used to spend on the field.