[ WP ] You are an immortal who stopped aging at 25 and have been alive for over 1000 years . On the day you turned 25 you received a prophecy that you would kill another immortal or they would kill you . You find the other immortal , who has only lived for 50 years in the year 2017 .

It took almost six months, but Luiz finally found a bartender in Acapulco who had cachaça and could make a decent Caipirinha. The bar was filled with narcos and prostitutes, but they all kept their distance from Luiz. He had been a target for robbery when he had arrived in the town four years ago, but stories spread that those who tried to rob him had ended up at the wrong end of the gun. Now they left him to drink alone. They didn ’ t bother him and he didn ’ t bother them. 
 
 Luiz nearly fell off his stool when the woman with the purple dress walked in to the bar. She had long dark hair, pale skin and blue eyes that stared right at him. She was like him. He simply knew. 
 
 She crossed the bar, ignoring the catcalls and coarse Spanish comments tossed her way, and pulled up a stool next to him. 
 
 “ About time I found you. ” she said with a faint English accent. Then in fluent Spanish to the bartender, with an accent from Spain, “ Tengo sed. Una Corona por favor. ” 
 
 “ Who are you? What are you? ” Luiz couldn ’ t stop staring. It wasn ’ t her beauty, though she was beautiful. It was that she clearly was ageless, like him. 
 
 “ Let ’ s start with you, ” she replied. “ I'm certain you were born on August 6, 1945 when Ken died. But where were you born? How has life been up to now? ” 
 
 “ How do you know my birthday? ” 
 
 “ I ’ m sorry, that was really rude of me. ” The woman sighed, straightened up her posture on the stool, tugged her dress down a bit lower on her thighs, drank down half her glass of beer, then restarted. “ I ’ m Violet. Like you, I ’ m one of the 40. As I ’ m sure you figured out around 1970 or so, you ’ re a bit different. You stopped aging. You ’ re rarely injured. You ’ re faster, stronger and smarter than most people around you. ” 
 
 Luiz found himself nodding in spite of himself. “ There are 40 of us? ” 
 
 “ Am I really the first you met? I thought it might be the case, but couldn ’ t be sure. ” Violet smiled. “ Some of us work together to try to manage the peace among us, but there are a few rogues out there who you might have run in to. ” 
 
 There was a pause in the conversation. Luiz was trying to figure out which of the thousand questions he wanted to start with. 
 
 She broke the silence first. “ So I take it you ’ re Brazilian. ” She pointed down at his drink. 
 
 “ Born in Rio on August 6, 1945, like you said. How did you know that? ” 
 
 She sighed, even looked a little sad, but replied, “ That ’ s the day Ken died. ” She breathed in. `` We use the term immortal rather often, but you aren ’ t completely immortal. There are ways to kill immortals. They ’ re usually quite gruesome, but when it happens, a new immortal is born. There are always 40. Ken learned the hard way in 1945 that nuclear weapons are among the ways immortals can die. ” 
 
 Luiz didn ’ t know what to say. He knew his birthday was the same day as the Hiroshima bombing, but had never considered that his strange condition might be related. 
 
 “ Anyway, I ’ m glad I found you. ” Violet continued. `` Happy to stick around for a few days, answer your questions and enjoy the beach. But most important, I need you to come to Paris with me. ” 
 
 “ Paris, why Paris? ” 
 
 “ We immortals almost never meet. We don ’ t like each other much, as you ’ ll quickly learn, but we have developed our own council of leadership and they meet in April 2017 to discuss some difficult situations. I was born around the year 1,000 AD, but some of us are thousands of years old. None of us have ever seen technology move as quickly as it is now. It ’ s raising new issues. ” 
 
 “ I guess I have nothing better to do. ” Luiz looked into his drink. 
 
 “ It ’ s the first mandatory meeting in over 400 years. Now that I ’ ve found you, you have to come. Most of the rest didn ’ t really want to worry about finding you, but I made it my mission. ” Luiz got the sense there was something Violet wasn ’ t telling him about that last cryptic comment. 
 
 Luiz had little to say. Suddenly he felt someone behind him. He turned and saw Pablo, a local thug with bad breath and an ugly scar down the left side of his face. 
 
 “ That ’ s a very pretty lady you ’ ve got with you today Brasileño. Can I have a piece when you ’ re done with her? ” 
 
 “ Pablo, it ’ s really not the right time. ” Luiz felt his anger rise. Violet sat there smiling politely. 
 
 “ Oh come on, just a few kisses, ” Pablo smirked as his hand reached down and grabbed Violet ’ s thigh. 
 
 Luiz stood up to fight. But he wasn ’ t needed. Violet grabbed the man ’ s arm, twisted it until everyone in the bar heard a pop, followed by a snap, then threw him through the nearest table. 
 
 Guns and knives were drawn. The bar owner made a very brief plea for calm before hitting the deck beneath the bar. The bullets started flying. 
 
 Four minutes later, Violet and Luiz exited the bar. “ Looks like we ’ re not going to be able to stick around here to enjoy the beach. Let ’ s hit the road. Ride to Mexico City is only about six hours. My rental car is in the parking garage across the street. ” 
 
 Luiz couldn ’ t believe what he had just lived. He had survived individual gun shots and knives, but to have lived through a full on firefight as his new colleague disarmed and systemically disabled or killed person after person was not something he had ever tried. He had never tested just how far his immortality or strength went. 
 
 His thoughts were interrupted by Violet. “ But let ’ s stop at the store first. I ripped by dress and have a few stains. I hate to not travel in style. ” She sauntered into the nearest store. Luiz, finding his life upended over the past hour, followed. 
 
 *Part of my 40 immortals storyline. Previous story [ here ] ( https: //www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/3ogssi/wp_you_and_your_worst_enemy_are_immortal_you_got/cvx727u/ ). *
