"So this is War huh?" The black and white haired boy asked, dissapearing a gust of black smoke and appearing next to Fear, crouching on the railing surrounded in dissapearing black smoke.

War couldn't help but notice the black tail and the white marking on his face. It read "hunter". But that wasn't what was bothering War.

It was writting in nephilim, no one except the nephilim horsemen knew the language.

"Who are you?" War questioned the boy. The boy glanced up at the red rider, showing off his yellow eyes.

"You look to be a demon, but you bare markings of the nephilim." War said, growling slightly. For some reason he felt insulted by him wearing his races writting. Fear glanced at his comrad.

"Well tell him, he might not like it but ,heh, he'll get over it." Fear reassured. The boy hopped down off the railing and faced War.

"My name's Wild. Fury is my mother." Wild said. War narrowed his eyes at him with suspicion. Fury having a child? Why wouldn't she tell her brothers?

War had to admit though, it did take a while to have Death admit he had a mate and child, but Fury was more open and honest and less secretive then her brothers. She trusted them.

"You dare insult my sister?" War demanded, taking a step toward the boy. Wild twitched his tail.

"I would never dare insult my own mother. You accuse me of something when you know nothing." Wild growled, his yellow eyes thinning, his eyes looked just like Fury when she would get angry

"It matters not of what I know, Fury would not hide this from us." War said. Wild sighed.

"Well it is true." Wild said, flickig his tail and running a hand through his hair. War noticed a whip wrapped around his waist. Only one person he knew wore a whip like that.

Wild was shirtless with a muscular build and only had pants that stopped at his ankles to wrap around it by thick leather wrappings. He was without shoes or anything to attempt to cover them.

"It is true War. I can have Fury admit it herself- sorta." Fear interrupted. War glanced at him.

"How could you prove it?" War demanded.

"Well lets see if Wild wasn't her son then why would her biggest fear be him getting killed?" Fear asked. War raised an eyebrow.

"How do you know her greatest nightmare?" War asked, his voice soft with his curiousity.

"Oh that's right you didn't get the memo." Fear snickered. That was one of his favorite phrases he had learned when he came to Earth on that update assignment. War decided not to question it, not being one to like or understand magic.

"I don't want you crawling in my mind." War dissmissed.

"I still don't believe you." War reminded. Wild rolled his eyes and dissapeared in a cloud of smoke and appeared next to Vulgrim's hole, which he had gone back into when they all had started talking.