Chapter 3: Journey to the Silver Lining Past
Previously…..
CRASH went the window of
the office door, that office door belonged to the private investigator name
Jennifer Tomkins; the dark haired young woman with the
black attire of a jacket, jeans, scarf, and combat boots. No smile on her face.
At all. “Talk to me that way again and I’ll make you regret. Didn’t anyone ever
tell you it’s impolite to talk to a young lady like me like that and gets away
with it.” She said. The thug who was thrown out was scared out of his wits as
he ran off. This was a day in a life for Jennifer Tomkins; she works as a
private investigator. She always got jackasses yelling at her and treats her
like dirt. Bar fights from guys who want to take a swing at her. Drinking shots
of whiskey and booze. However, Jennifer wasn’t an ordinary 22 year old young
woman! In ninth grade, she was just a shy individual student and felt invisible
to other students. Jennifer had a crush on this boy and was about to make contact
with him with a greeting however that failed! Even though she was ‘invisible’,
Jennifer struggled to maintain a relationship with her older sister Peggy.
Peggy was uptight and took everything too seriously while Jennifer was
laidback, calm yet cool. One day, Jennifer came to visit Peggy and uses bubbles
to try and lighten up the classroom but Peggy wasn’t amused as she scolded at
her. Saying she was interrupting the classroom. Jennifer felt angry after her
big sister forced to leave the classroom, where her students felt pity for
Jennifer as she was trying to have some fun. Then came that tragic event where
Jennifer, Peggy, and their parents name Pesach and Geneva were going on
vacation. Jennifer was tired of listening to Peggy’s success as the two sisters
begin to argue with one another. Jennifer calls her a hypocrite for being sweet
and innocent around her family but couldn’t show kindness and claims she hates
Jennifer for being fun-loving and easy-going. The family’s vehicle crashed with
a van, everything went black for Jennifer. Two years later in her junior year
of high school and close to senior; Jennifer awoke from her coma as she learns
that she was the only survivor of the car accident. Her family died in the
accident, this made Jennifer believe that it was her fault and blamed herself.
She regrets on the argument with her sister as she wished she told her that she
loves her. Jennifer managed to get adopted by a nicer family and she returned
to school. When she got back to school; Jennifer was labeled as a freak and
out-casted from others. She was harassed by a jock until she discovered her
powers after punching the jock into a wall hard, shocking everyone. “SCREW YOU
ALL!!!! GO JACK OFF IN A BOTTLE OF FORMALHYDE AND DIE, DIE AND BURN IN HELL FOR
ALL I CARE!!!” Jennifer shouted at them. She picked herself up and ran off.
She’d get angry at anyone who tries to pity; she didn’t need anyone’s sympathy
because of her loss. However she wanted to make good with her powers. She
discovers she can glide, move a little more rapidly and heals faster. That’s
when she came across a young, eccentric man name Shakuni. It wasn’t until she
discovered that Shakuni had the ability to bring those who died back to life
however making them undead as a result. Jennifer was shocked but she was forced
to work for Shakuni unless he blackmails her of her powers. Jennifer agreed but
she also was forced to be a lust object for Shakuni where she felt so violated.
The final straw came when Jennifer was forced to kill children, women, and
those with illnesses as they were forced to come back to life as zombies.
Shakuni was obsessed with living forever as he had a fear of dying. After
uncovering corpses and forcing to kill for awhile; the traumatized Jennifer
managed to escape from Shakuni and she became a private investigator where she
plans on tracking down Shakuni and prevent him from causing a zombie
apocalypse. She had to stop him once and for all, make him pay for what he did
to her and to all those people as part of his experiment. Walking alone on
these streets made Jennifer paranoid a little as she felt like she could still
hear Shakuni calling her name, screaming her name. This made Jennifer punch a
window of an abandoned building as she managed to get away. “You have no power
over me, you have no power over me, you have no power over me….” Every time her
distressing state causes her to snap, Jennifer always repeats this mantra many
times until she calms down as she tries to remind herself that Shakuni has
nothing on her now. Never again will he hurt her or anyone else. But soon, she
begin to have some strange days, Jennifer meets a hooded figure and buys him a
drink as she tries to make a little conversation with him but to no avail.
Jennifer was angry as she was trying to do good for others and now she was
going to punch the hood until the hood caught her fist in her hand. He knows
who Jennifer is, Jennifer tries to find out who the masked figure is but she
releases her grip on her fist and leaves. Jennifer follows her however she lost
sight of her! Then, Jennifer was shocked to discover reptilian monsters,
Wendigos Just then, a strange girl came to Jennifer’s rescue, this young woman
was Roxanne. Jennifer noticed that her hand was bleeding, Roxanne try to assure
her that he was fine but Jennifer insists for she wanted to check. She looked
at the hand for any cuts she might have but her wounds healed. Ruby gasped, she
points at her while she said: “Whoa, that’s freaky but cool.” Roxanne was
nervous, she was afraid she would run off screaming but she didn’t. She was
fascinated by it. Jennifer introduced herself to Roxanne as she reassured her,
“Don’t worry. I’m good with weird.” Roxanne smiled, “Thanks.” She said. She
sure was relieved. However it got stranger when she was investigating on a case
involved with a corporation called Silver Branch and came across this
corporation after she accidentally came across a flying ship and got on it as
she was attacked by Wendigos and knocked out. Later, the metallic head above her sprayed sprouts of water on
her bare skin, the blistering shock relax the tension in her muscles. Her black
tresses soaked in the rain of the shower. Jennifer closed her
curtains as her fingers danced in those cherry locks of hers, unknotting the
tangles as she yelped quietly. Hands dragged a soapy louffa against her body,
washing the soap that scrubbed all over and erasing traces of bad odor and
gunk. She let the steaming rain caress her body while the coating of bubbles
dissolves and rinsed away. Jennifer turn up the shower
a little more hotter but she gasped at how hot it was against her skin. Her
feet felt like they were on fire so she turned it down for a bit. It also
prickled at her scar where she remembers about that memory made her pant for
breath, made her gasp and she begins to pant her mantra over and over again: “You have no power over me, you have no power
over me, you have no power over me….”
However it got stranger
when she was investigating on a case involved with a corporation called Silver
Branch and came across this corporation after she accidentally came across a
flying ship and got on it as she was attacked by Wendigos and knocked out. She
woke on an autopsy table where doctors try to soothe her fears as they inject
her with a needle of a strange serum. Jennifer fell unconscious and woke up
back in her apartment except she has no recollection on how she got returned
here. The metallic head above her
sprayed sprouts of water on her bare skin, the blistering shock relax the
tension in her muscles. Her black tresses soaked in the rain of the shower. Jennifer
closed her curtains as her fingers danced in those cherry locks of hers,
unknotting the tangles as she yelped quietly. Hands dragged a soapy louffa
against her body, washing the soap that scrubbed all over and erasing traces of
bad odor and gunk. She let the steaming rain caress her body while the coating
of bubbles dissolves and rinsed away. Jennifer turn up the
shower a little more hotter but she gasped at how hot it was against her skin.
Her feet felt like they were on fire so she turned it down for a bit. It also
prickled at her scar where she remembers about that memory made her pant for
breath, made her gasp and she begins to pant her mantra over and over again: “You have no power over me, you have no power
over me, you have no power over me….”
That was when after she got into a bar fight again from being harassed once
more, she begin to see flashes of images in her mind that didn’t belong to her!
Present….
Jennifer Tomkins continued to have memories in her mind echoing
and can see from the boys’ point of view: Years later in modern day of Quivira,
there was a 17 year old boy name Genjo Sanzo. He is a nice guy. Maybe not a
saint, but definitely not unpleasant, obnoxious or an edgy rebel. He's friendly,
psychologically well-balanced, morally average and in short, someone anyone
would like to be around and have as a friend. He won't engage in jerk-like
behavior. Genjo Sanzo is a young man with spiky black hair and blue eyes that
can glow red. He wears a black jacket with skull-motif buttons and sequenced
details on pockets. He keeps it unzipped and the tag on the zipper also has a
small skull. Underneath he wears a steel gray shirt with skull prints. Genjo
wears black cropped trousers and black buckled boots with red soles. He wears a
black glove on his left hand. Genjo was hanging out with a few minor friends
after the last day of school. They were just drinking from soda cans and
talking. "Dude! Are you going to Murias Island?" One of his friends
asked. Genjo nodded, "Yeah, I'm trying to." He said. "Sweet man.
Who you going with?" His friend asked. "Seiten, Tenpo, and
Kenren." answered Genjo. The other two nodded, "Be careful with those
guys." One of them said. "Why?" Genjo asked. "Because those
guys are scary. Especially Seiten and Kenren." The other warned. Genjo was
misunderstood by that warning: "Why do you all say that?" He asked.
"Those bastards give me the freakin' goosebumps." remarked the other
guy. His friend agreed, "They're like demons from Hell, I heard they have
horns and fangs. Like vampires." He said. Genjo laughs off this, "Aww
come on, they're not that bad. They're good people." He said. "Well,
OK. Good luck down there with those crazed-up assholes bro." The friends
said. "We'll be praying good luck buddy, don't lose your head with those
guys. Got it?" The other friend added. Genjo nodded, he promise he won't.
The next morning, Genjo was asleep as his bedroom door opened and about
footsteps that belong to six feet. Those six feet belong to three figures
looking down at the sleeping Genjo. "Good morning, Genji." A light,
gentle and smooth but snarky male voice muttered. Another voice which sounded
deep, gruff said: "Wakey, wakaey." And a third male voice that
sounded slightly deep of a baritone but sounded a bit young also said,
"Rise and shine, Genji boy." Genjo woke up all groggy, "What do
y'all want?" He asked. "Come on, Genjo, wake up." said Kenren.
"Wake up." Seiten replied, nudging Genjo. Genjo rose from the bed
sheets as he rubbed his eyes, "I'm up. What time is it?" He inquired.
"Doesn't matter. We need your money." Seiten said, "Where's the
money?" Genjo smirked, "For what?" He pretended to ask but
looked sly while doing it. "You know what, bro." Seiten said,
excitedly. The four guys were rough housing with one another, they were acting
childish but it felt good since they haven't seen each other for awhile. His
friends looked different since they were kids: Seiten Taisei is a young man of
average height and a slender build. He has blue eyes, light freckles and short,
unruly blond hair. He wears two bands on his right arm, black gloves, a black
shirt with a white pattern, and a sleeveless black vest with a dark red flannel
shirt attached underneath. He wears dark pants with a faint leopard print,
which is also present on his gloves. He wears black boots with red soles that
are lined with white fur. His black open vest has various tags. Tenpo Gensui is
a man of tall height and large build. He wears black leather trousers with a
small side chain, an open black shirt with nothing but a pendant underneath, a
small arm sleeve over his left wrist, and black shoes with red soles. He has
amber eyes, a long scar over his left eye, tattoos covering his arms, his hair
is straightened to the back and partially shaved along the sides. And Kenren
Taijo wears a purple and black patterned dress shirt with his black suit and
black shiny red-soled shoes with sequenced crystals at the tip. He wears
shimmery silver driving gloves. He wears glasses and has short, light brown
hair swept up at the front of his hairline and green eyes.
Later after the boys horsing around with one another; Kenren was counting the money: "Twenty--Thirty--Fifty--Hundred..." He said. Genjo glanced at the disappointed looks on his friends with a nervous expression. "What, are you serious? That's it?" snapped Tenpo. "We're not even like half way yet." Kenren remarked. "Don't blame me, my boss doesn't pay me enough." Genjo claimed. The other boys sighed, "Damn. That won't even get us a night in a hotel room down there." Seiten snapped. "I have another stash of cash in my money box." Genjo offered. Kenren shot a glance at his friend, "Genjo, do you know how upscale that place is?" He said. They wanted money to get to Murias Island but they didn't know how they were going to do. Seiten, Tenpo and Kenren decided--without Genjo knowing--they would rob a bank. Seiten and Tenpo would do the robbery part while Kenren woul be in the car, looking out for the police. Seiten and Tenpo were in the back, they opened the door with a rough slam; startling the others there! "Freeze, bastards! Hands in the air!" shouted Tenpo. "Get your knees on the ground, you piece of crap!" Seiten screamed, "Get on your knees. You wanna die tonight? I don't think so!" This was too much for the other people in the room. "Don't kill me!" The citizens shouted, cowering in fear. They handed the three their money as they don't want to die. "Let's just get this money and go." Seiten said to the other two. Tenpo laughed hysterically, "Hell yeah!" He said. "Move! Go! Go!" Kenren ushered. And they got away. Once they three got back, they load out the money as Genjo came in and looked at it in amazement. "Aww man." Seiten laughed. Genjo was surprised by how much money they got: "How much money is that?" He asked. "There's a lot here, Genjo! We actually robbed a fast food place." Tenpo said. "No flippin' way!" Genjo gasped. "Yes flippin' way!" Seiten said, "We did it. We pulled it off, we really friggin' pulled it off. It was awesome." Genjo shook his head, "You guys are so crazy." He remarked. And they went to Murias Island, where they had a good time there. In the meantime at the hotel; Genjo woke up as he looked over at the skyline and saw a beautiful sunrise. "Wow. It looks like it's going to be a great day." murmured Genjo. He saw people walking by the beach but something strange along the shore. It looked like a body however from the distance he was at; it was hard to tell. Genjo left the balcony and went down to the beach. He went over to the body, which was a young lady: She looked like 17 to her 20's years of age, white blonde hair, and she was a good looking girl there. her hair is long and reaches to just about her shoulders. She wears a blue ribbon-like headband in her hair. "A girl? How--" Genjo wondered. He puts her ear to her chest, Genjo listened for a moment, and then he discovers that the girl was alive, much to his amazement, this lovely woman was still breathing! "Impossible, no ordinary girl such as she would ever survive by herself." Genjo thought. Gingerly; He placed his hands on her delicate shoulders and shook her gently. "Hey, miss? Are you OK? Please, wake up?" chided Genjo, softly. The girl stirred in her sleep and moaned, then she opened her eyes. She saw Genjo, startled she sat up. "You--you saw me here?" She asked, stammering. "Oh, of course." Genjo replied. "I saw you lying there, I thought for a second you were dead." The girl panicked, she pulled out a knife, she aimed at her heart and prepared to kill herself. But Genjo seized her wrist as he struggled the knife away from her. The girl didn't have the energy to fight back, she looked weary and exhausted. Well, for someone who washed up on shore; she didn't look so good. Genjo seemed upset, "What are you doing here? Are you involved with the murder in these killings? Just tell me, who are you? Really?" Genjo asked. The girl looked at him apathetically before puling out a gun. "Sorry." She said, "Time to say goodbye." Genjo looked at her, terrified. However, the girl couldn't bring herself to do it. She ran off in a panic, despite Genjo calling out: "Wait!" Too late she was already gone and Genjo couldn't help to wonder who was that girl. Then, one night; Seiten told Genjo what happened during the bank robbery: "Kenren was sitting there, looking out for all the freakin' police. We were in the back, we just opened the door and we go, 'Freeze, bastards! Hands in the air! Get your knees on the ground, you piece of crap! Get on your knees. You wanna die tonight? I don't think so!' and they were like, 'Don't kill me.' And they gave us their money!" While Seiten described it, Tenpo was laughing as Kenren smirked a little bit while Genjo looked at his friends in terror. "What did they do?" Genjo asked. "They got on the ground." Tenpo said laughing. Genjo couldn't believe it, "You guys said that?" He inquired. "Yeah, we said it. It's amazing, Genji boy." Tenpo replied. "Stick with us, Genjo my man. It's the best way to live and you'll be a ruffian, too. You'll have all this power and all the money you want." Seiten said. Genjo was upset, he glared at them and begins to have a violent meltdown only to be stopped by his friends. "Genjo." Seiten said, trying to comfort his upset friend. "Genji, it's okay." But Genjo was furious: "Why is this happening? This isn't supposed to happen.....I don't understand...!" He said. Kenren looked at him, a look of guilt was across his face. "We were just having fun. We didn't do anything wrong." Tenpo claimed. "Genji, we are not going to let anything happen to you, all right. It's okay, buddy." Seiten comforted him. "This isn't why we came here. I thought if we came here that we could...Be free or just have fun. I just have a really, really bad feeling about this. I just want you guys to come back with me. Come back home with me." His three friends convinced him that they weren't going to do that again and begged him to stay, Genjo agrees. Then, things were going to hell when Genjo and his friends got in hell of a lot of trouble where they are confronted by thugs as they were rescued by someone who helped them out. There was another young man with short brown hair and light blue eyes. He wears a black collared jacket that has skull-motif buttons, and a shirt with skull-prints. He wears black trousers and red-soled black boots.
"Howdy boys." The young man greeted them. "Who are you?" asked Genjo. "My name is Sambo Kojin." The young man said. "Sambo?" Seiten asked. "Why are you here?" Kenren inquired. "I saw you guys in there. You looked like nice people. Thought maybe I'd help you out. I mean, everyone can use a little help once in a while." Sambo explained. "Why?" Tenpo questioned. Sambo laughed a bit, "Come on, why you acting suspicious? Get in." He said, gesturing towards his car. "Where are we going?" Genjo asked. Sambo smiled, "Just to have some fun." He said and they drove off! At a part while everybody else is getting along and having fun, this fragile beauty of a girl is all alone, feeling isolated on the outside of a social circle she doesn’t feel wanted in. And as she observes the fun she wishes she was joining, she can’t help but feel like a loser or a freak compared to those people. She doesn’t feel like she fits in at all, she thinks these people around her are nothing like her and this makes her feel very anxious about what they could be thinking about her. At this point, she has probably took herself to the bathroom for some space to think, and as she is looking at herself in the mirror, she realises that she is nothing like these people and that she shouldn’t be here. She knows she can’t pretend to be somebody she’s not in this social circle where she doesn’t belong. So she left and was walking when she could hear someone calling out to her: "Hop into the backseat babydoll, I'll show you some fun." But the girl wasn't interested. She kept walking as Sambo came up to her and put his hands on the side of her face, "You're my soul mate. I swear I just fell in love with you. You're different from the rest. I knew you were special from the moment I saw you. It's in your eyes. It's written on your faces. I wanna make you happy." He said. Laughter wasn't behind him. The girl pushed him away, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested." She said, she pushed him gently however Sambo was persistant and the girl got upset as she shouted, "Can you all just PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE?!" Then, Sambo violently assaulted her and he leaned in close as he got her trapped and the girl looked scared. "Let me tell you something, sweetheart...There ain't no man in his right mind that leaves a pretty little thing like you out here all alone." He then attempts to beat her up as Genjo and his friends stopped Sambo before he could go any further. "Whoa, whoa!" Tenpo was saying, holding Sambo back from the girl who was crying. "Stop, are you crazy?" Genjo exclaimed. "Why did you do that? What the hell is wrong with you?!" Seiten demanded. Kenren came to the girl's aid, "Are you OK?" He asked. "I thought he was going to...Oh....!" The girl said, crying. She then ran off in fright. Later, the four friends confronted Sambo. "I don't see how you guys can be so mad at me!" Sambo said. "You don't see how we can be upset about that? You call this fun? FUN?! Hurting a girl is not fun! She said you didn't want it, you could've leave her alone but no! YOU DIDN'T!!!" Seiten snapped. "Hey, you kidding? She deserved it!" Sambo interjected, "Women are all the same; the only thing that stops them from acting like flirty hummingbirds is that they're pretending to be the victim and they're afraid of guys like me!" Genjo spoke up, "Doesn't make any of us feel better....What, did something happen to you? Like when you were a kid or something? Not all women pretend, and she didn't deserve it." Sambo sighed, rolling his eyes to the sky. Seiten approached him, "Did you intend on hurting her?" He asked. Sambo didn't answer, so Seiten tried again, "Sambo?"
In a light room, there were many girls lined up in order as it seemed. Then, the wise man appeared and told the girls to observe the people on an expedition. To talk and re-inact with them and observe them without letting them know to anyone of their true names. Then the mentor said: "One thing to remember ladies....If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything. For those who fight for it, life has a flavor the sheltered will never know. Let the pain go, let the hurt go, let the guilt go. What you are dealing with right now, is the power you control. That place can be as real as any pain. But if you don't fight, then you have no purpose. And we don't keep things here that have no purpose. You see, your fight for survival starts right now. You don't want to be judged? You won't be. You don't think you're strong enough? You are. You're afraid. Don't be. You have all the weapons you need. Now fight." After the speech was over and they can finally go on a mission; Roxanne is on an expedition with her friends to pretend to be a class that are visiting in order to blend in and start snooping around. Finally, they were heading back to the class and everyone return to their buses; the girls got confused as they scrambled to a different bus. But they soon realize they got on the wrong bus! Deliliah got off the bus, dodging many oncoming passengers but only Roxanne and the other girls remain. Charlotte stayed on the bus, praying nobody would notice her while Roxanne hide so no one would find her and Maggie Mae & Lalena pretend that they were supposed to be there. The four of them learned the bus begins to drive and they are now stuck on the bus while Delilah slyly catches up to the bus and she craftily got on the roof of the bus. Luckily, nobody was paying attention to Roxanne and her friends as they were heading off to the school which is an academy of Monster Shooters in training! The bus stops and everyone gets off, Roxanne and the girls sneak off as they hope nobody could see them. Roxanne, Maggie Mae and Lalena managed to get away however they realized that Charlotte was nowhere in sight. Charlotte had snagged a uniform of Monstrum Academy and then she snuck in the back of the classroom. She never been in a classroom for a long time and this felt new to her. Just then, a young teen boy approached her asked her if she was from this school. "What do you mean? I always been here." Charlotte lied brightly. But she noticed that another boy was staring at her as she made up an excuse while the other classmates in the room begin to look suspicious. The boy then ask what kind of person was she and Charlotte replied, "Gunner." He accepts this answer and the class begins to fight monsters. But the other classmates are knocked out so Charlotte protects them while battling the monster. The monster looked down at Charlotte, who then noticed she was inexperience and bleeding a little bit. But she was determined to fight. However, she was knocked out in the fight and woke up in the nurse's office where they found out she wasn't from this school. The headmaster volunteers to help Charlotte get back to her 'real school'. But the students were sad to see her go. Perhaps she might try to transfer into that school permanently so she can fight alongside everyone again. One day, the boy that asked her, his name was Nathan Elton approached her with a smile. He told her that he knew that she wasn't really from this school but he does tell her that he can see she has great potential of becoming a gunner. Charlotte opened the door but before her could enter she heard someone calling out for her. Charlotte turned around to see Nathan coming towards her again. She looked at him confused and his cheeks heat up immediately. There was a short silence before he let out a frustrated groan and grabbed her, either harsh, by the shoulders and hugged her. Shocked, Charlotte hugged him back. But she says, "Thanks for helping me." And breaks away gently with a smile before they depart. The next morning, it turns out that the boy she saw in the classroom that looked at her, was Nathan's fraternal twin brother name Leo Elton. That's when things got intense when Charlotte learns Nathan works for warrior woman name Anahid Nanne. The other members who are loyal to Anahid: Aram, Meher, Cybele, Nandor and Hormus. One day, Leo found out that Charlotte has a thing for Nathan and he begins to act like a mischievous trickster. "LEO! NO!" Charlotte yelled running down the halls. He was going to tell Nathan! "What was he telling him you ask? THAT I'M IN LOVE WITH HIM!" She thought. "Damn" Charlotte mumbled to myself. She finally caught up with Leo. But, of course, he was talking to Nuada. After Leo was done saying what she thought he was going to say, Nuada blushed. "NO WAY! DON'T TELL HER!" Nuada yelled. "Dude, you two aren't getting anywhere... So, lemme help" Leo started laughing when he turned to see her. "Oh! Charlotte! Just the girl I was about to talk to!" He exclaimed to her. "You're being awfully cheeky" She blinked a few times. He leaned close to her. "Nathan's in love with you" He smiled. "What?" She was astonished, utterly, astonished. "NATHAN'S IN LOVE WITH YOU!" He yelled. "No way" She whispered. Leo nodded. "I'll let you two love birds be alone. HAVE FUN!" Then, he ran off. Charlotte turned to Nathan. "He told you--" He started to say. "I love you too" She hugged him tightly. Yes, indeed, she did. Charlotte woke up with a gasp where she learned that it was all a dream! So she looked and it was a beautiful sleep when she had to get ready. She was teaching at the academy until she took a break to go to practice at a shooting range with her speacial made pistols after the demon was gone things turned to normal when it was about time she and Nathan to take a break he stopped her and pulled her into a near by classroom "I didnt know you could shot like that." He remarked. "Looks can be deciving." When she finished, they both leaned in close to each other and kissed passionately. Again, Charlotte woke up and it was all another dream. Why would she have dreams about him? This guy was nothing to her, out of her league. He is the assistant of the very powerful Anahid Nanne. He is very smart and analytical about his surroundings as well as calm and level headed. He cares greatly for the people closest to him and continue to be loyal no matter what happens. He is very trustworthy also. And if he owes someone something like a debt, he will do anything to repay them. But somehow, she likes him for it and she tries to deny it. In the meantime; Delilah was outside, enjoying the fresh air when she saw a mascot giving out candy for little children. She then notices the mascot coming near her and she stared at it. "Does it want something from me? Does it want to kill me? What should I do? I mean, I can't stop staring at it." thought Delilah. Then, the mascot pulled off the mask and it turned out to be a sweaty, young man. Delilah was in bewildered as the young man noticed her: "Hello, my name is Oisin. I couldn't help but noticed you were staring, do you like CatDom?" He said. Delilah was confused, "Um, who is CatDom? She asked. Oisin was awkward, he couldn't believe she never heard of CatDom! "Um, he's a...." He started to say. The next thing that happened was they were both sitting in the park. Just then, two different boys came running over to Oisin. One of the guys demanded, "There was a huge explosion, where were you Oisin?" But he suddenly took noticed Delilah, "Who's this girl?" He asked. Oisin glanced at Delilah: "Oh yeah, what's your name?" He inquired. The other one was a girl, who looked innocent, looked at Delilah: "Yeah, who are you?" He said. Delilah smiled, "My name is Delilah." She replied. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't ask you for your name." apologized Oisin. "It's OK, really it's fine." Delilah answered. She got to know the other two's name, Valdron and Nia. They were all chatting when one of the boys, name Valdron, couldn't help but ask: "Where are we going to sleep tonight?" Oisin replied, "Well, I don't know. All the houses are occupied." Nia made a suggestion, "I know! Why don't we sleep at Delilah's house?" Delilah was nervous, she didn't want them to know where she was really staying at: "Well, I'm staying at a hotel but I guess it's OK." She replied. Valdron shrugged, "Better than sleeping on the streets." He noted. Oisin and Nia glomped Delilah in a hug, "OH, THANK YOU!!!!" They cried in unison. While the boys spend time with her; Delilah makes up a story where she lived in a rich environment, and her family was very wealthy. She won many contests, concerts and pageants, but she found her life unsatisfying because so many people expected highly about her, and she didn't like the pressure that she was given. So, Delilah leaves her family behind, and sets out to find a new place that can accept her for who she is, and not judge her. After spending some time with Oisin and the gang, she become very close with Valdron even though he was very cold at first. It wasn't until later during the fight when he admitted to her that he cared about her deeply.
Meanwhile, the rain pounded on the wet soggy ground, causing dark brown mud to splash on Maggie Mae's face. She wiped it off with her dirty sleeve and turned back to what she had been doing; sitting on the stone hard steps of the orphanage that she was staying in, watching the cars zoom by, their horns honking, their bright headlights blinding Maggie Mae. She sighed as she watched the dark gray sky of the storm, wondering when the rain would stop. She then stood up, careful not to get her clothes too drenched, grabbed a worn out umbrella, and walked out into the rain. The hard rain dropped noisily on her once new silver umbrella, and the cold wind pierced her face, causing her to shiver. She walked around the corner, wondering if she could find anything to do that would make the day pass quickly. Finding nothing else that she could do, she paced around the street, going deeper and deeper towards the city. It was her first time straying so far away from her orphanage, and she was eager to explore. She rounded a corner, hurriedly, only to be facing several faces that terrified Maggie Mae. The three girls that stood in front of her were tall, and older than Maggie Mae, their twisted eyes staring maliciously at her. The girl that was on the left side was fat and portly; her eyes bulged with anger that never seemed to fade away. The girl on the right side was skinny and taller than the other two, with short black hair that reached her chin. Her thin dark brown eyes seemed to observe Maggie Mae's every movement. The girl in the middle had long curly blond hair that tumbled down to her back, and her light emerald eyes looked down at Maggie Mae. She had a twisted smile plastered on her face that sent rapid shivers down Maggie Mae's back. Maggie Mae took a step back, her forehead breaking out with nervous sweat. "Well, well, well. Maggie Mae isn't it? Where were you about to go?" The girl in the middle asked, curling her blond hair in her finger. "No where," Maggie Mae murmured, quickly averting her eyes. "I just wanted to go and explore." "Oh really? Is that so? Well then, don't you want to play with us? We really want to do something, but since it's raining, there's nothing that we can do." The girl with short black hair said, grinning, her yellow teeth catching the light. "No thank you," Maggie Mae said in a low voice, walking ins a fast pace to escape the three. The plump girl blocked her path, and she loomed over Maggie Mae, her face shadowed. "No one refuses our offer." Her voice boomed. Maggie Mae stepped back nervously, as the three girls' eyes burned into Maggie Mae's face, emanating hatred. "I really need to go right no-..." Maggie Mae stumbled back as she felt a hard blow land on her collarbone. She could feel the throbbing pain, and it took all her will to not scream at the top of her lungs. The girls started to laugh. The only thing that Maggie Mae could do was stand still as more hard blows landed on her arm, head, and abdomen. The three were stronger than her.. older than her... and bigger than her. There was no way she could win the fight. Maggie Mae gripped her umbrella even tighter as the girls walked away, their expressions bored. She felt something prickle in her eyes, but held it back. She knew that shedding tears would do no good. It only showed weakness. Maggie Mae slowly limped towards a small wooden trunk, and sat down, exhausted. She could feel her self lose conscious, her surroundings blurring. It was then she heard distant footsteps. Maggie Mae's head snapped up, and saw a dark figure walk towards her. She squinted her eye to see better, and as the figure walked closer, she could just make out the shape of a tall man. He had golden brown hair with light amber eyes that gleamed in the night. He had a light brown overcoat, and slung over his shoulder was a guitar case. He stopped in surprise as he saw Maggie Mae, drenched and shivering. "What are you doing here?" He asked, rushing over. He was holding a simple red umbrella, and he reached out a pale hand to Maggie Mae. "Can you stand?" Maggie Mae eyed the man wearily, her light blue eyes searching his face. He was handsome and the silver piercing in his ear made him look sharper than his voice. Deciding that the man wasn't a bad person, Maggie Mae grabbed his hand. He pulled her up gently, and covered her with his umbrella. "The place that I'm going to isn't far. I'm sure that you'll be welcomed." Maggie Mae pulled back a little, but the man grabbed her right shoulder lightly, and steadied her. "You're hurt! What happened?" He asked.
Maggie Mae looked away, not answering. She was still confused about his generosity and kindness. "Come on, I'll take you to the bar, Karmirvard. You can eat there and get warm, then tell me the situation if you want. So, will you come?" Maggie Mae hesitated, then nodded slowly. She had caught information from rumors that went around. Karmirvard was a clan that she always admired. She didn't needed to be told twice. The thought of eating, staying warm, and meeting the legendary Karmirvard thrilled her. "Thank you," she murmured. The man smiled, and made something stir in Maggie Mae's mind. His smile was bright and cheerful, but kind at the same time. Was this even possible? "By the way, I'm Juro Hotaka. What's your name?" He said. "P-pardon...?" Maggie Mae asked, without even realizing that she was shivering. The man, Juro Hotaka frowned. "This isn't good. We'd better hurry before you catch a cold." The man tried to walk, but Maggie Mae stood still, folding her umbrella. "Maggie Mae, that's my name. You can just call me... Mimi." After a few months of her stay in Karmirvard, she decided that she would become a member of Karmirvard, and finally became one. The leader was Bishamon Tamonten and the other members were: Hachiman Yahata, Marici Kanin, Juro Hotaka, Sarutobi 'Saruta' Hikaru, Takemi Kazuchi, Nakuka Sumiyoshi, Watatsumi Ryunosuke, and Sokoto Sanjin. One day, Juro made a promise to Maggie Mae that he would never leave her alone. Everything was more than Maggie Mae could've wished for until...The clock ticked by, as Maggie Mae struggled to keep her head up. She looked at the clock. Midnight. She turned her head, and saw Marici rubbing her eyes. "Why don't you go to sleep Marici?" Marici shook her head, her long white hair dancing at the movement. "No." She said. Maggie Mae nodded her head, and turned her head to Mikoto, who was slumped on the bar chair, his shoulders hunched. He was staring at the clock, and for the first time, Maggie Mae saw anxious in his bright yellow eyes. The phone suddenly rang, causing Ai to jump, and sit up straight. With a startled expression, Bishamon picked up the phone. "What is it? Did you find him?" Maggie Mae heard a reply, but couldn't tell what it was because it was muffled. Then, she felt a shiver. Bishamon's light yellow eyes were flaring with anger and loss, which never happened. He stood up forcefully, knocking the bar chair down, and stormed across the room, his footsteps echoing around loudly. "Mimi, a word with you. Now." Curiously and worriedly, Maggie Mae stood up, and followed Bishamon. She heard Marici's light footsteps against the wooden floor as she tried to follow, but Bishamon turned around sharply, startling her. "Marici, go back to bed." He instructed. "Why?" asked Marici. "...Please. I need to go out somewhere with Mimi. It's important." replied Bishamon. Marici's pale red eyes searched Bishamon's face, and she retreated, noticing that it was serious. "Okay...." She said. Bishamon then opened the door, and walked out, leaving Marici standing alone in the bar. "What's wrong? Did they find Juro?" She asked. Mikoto took in a shaky breath, as he stood in front of Maggie Mae. "Hachiman and Saruta found Juro.... but...." his voice trailed off, and Maggie Mae's heart started to pound. "Yes? what happened?" She asked, already knowing the answer. She just didn't want to believe the truth. No, she couldn't. ".....he....he's dead." answered Bishamon. Several images popped into Maggie Mae's mind: Juro's smiling face. Juro's warm eyes. Juro's jokes. Juro's guitar songs sung for her and the whole clan. Juro's appearance in the rain the day she met him. Maggie Mae didn't know how to react. She just stood still, and for the first and last time, let warm tears drop freely from her face. Bishamon stood still as well, knowing better than to break Maggie Mae's thoughts. "Why..." she finally whispered to herself. Bishamon looked at Maggie Mae's face, his face also filled with something that Maggie Mae couldn't recognize. She felt her voice choke with emotion, and had to force the words out of her mouth. "Juro, why did you break your promise?" For the time being; the dull throb in her head was what woke Lalena up. She looked up at the dark gray sky, and sighed. She stood up from sitting down on the hard ground, and stretched her stiff muscles. Her head throbbed with a dull thump of pain, and when she tried to think about where she was, she couldn’t help but give a low moan. Sitting back down, she lifted her hand up to her face, and what she saw made her gape. Her hand was so pale that it was almost white, and her hand was so... skinny. It was bony and thin, making it look like a skeleton hand, and she could see her blood veins clearly. After staring at her hand for a while, she sat back down on the hard cement floor of the city, and looked around her surroundings. Cars drove by quickly, their wheels seeming to make a huge noise in the fundamental stillness of the city. She could just see the tall city buildings behind the trees that loomed over her. She tried to stand up again, but this time, her legs gave away.
They didn’t seem to have the strength to hold her up, which frightened her. She summoned all her strength, and finally managed to stand up wavering. She decided that she would go to the city, and find something to eat as she heard a loud rumble in her stomach. Limping towards the city, she saw a woman walking along the streets. Lalena realized that she was staring at the woman without really meaning to. The woman was beautiful; she had shoulder-length golden hair and light blue-gray eyes, and she had a small purse slung over her shoulder. Thunder rumbled in the distance, catching Lalena’s attention. She turned around, and ran towards the city, without realizing that the woman had been regarding her the whole time. The grass rustled as Lalena ran, not knowing where all the energy was coming from; she knew that she was in the verge of dying. Running quickly, she stopped as the sight before her stunned her. She had never seen anything like it. Or at least, she couldn’t remember. Her mind became fuzzy as she tried to remember what had happened; tt was like trying to pull out a small needle from thick mud. Buildings towered over her, their windows bright from the light; and she could see small figures inside of them. She walked along a little farther, and soon she realized that her curiosity had taken over her too much, but she kept on walking. The buildings fascinated her, but the building in front of her amazed her more. It looked like a palace with its wall glimmering when there was no sunlight. A fancy black gate surrounded it, and the roof of it was round and simple, yet catchy and dazzling. Lalena stared at the palace-like building for a long time with her dark eyes. “Seems like you are fascinated by our corporation.” Lalena whipped around, ready to attack if the opponent made any move, but the man didn’t. An amused smile played on his lips, and his dark royal blue hair blew lightly in the wind. He had dark rimmed glasses that caught light and his royal blue soldier-like suit made him look even more sharper. “Who may you be?” The man asked, his words sharp as his appearance. Lalena hesitated to answer, and she searched his face, trying to find a hint of danger in him, but couldn’t. His eyes were calm and relaxed, when he turned around, it was then Lalena saw the long sword fastened to the uniform’s hip. He made a noise that sounded like half sighing, half snorting, and looked at Lalena directly. "I’m Carbrey Napier, leader of Weiss Leírion." Lalena didn’t know how to react. She stood still, and tried to make her look calm, but it wasn’t easy. She had heard about Carbrey Napier and the Weiss Leírion that had recently appeared. She gazed into the man’s eyes quietly, and didn’t reply. The man gave another half-annoyed sigh. “Apologizes for disturbing you. Now... I’m quite busy, so I’ll get going.” With that, the man turned around, causing his uniform to flap rapidly in the cold wind. “Lalena.” The man turned back around, facing Lalena. “Pardon?” He asked. “Lalena,” Lalena repeated in a quiet voice. “My name.” The corners of the man’s lips rose slightly. “Really now? It’s a good name... care to come in for a while? You look awfully thin.” He said. Lalena hesitated, but nodded her head wearily. “Thank you,” She answered. After being at Weiss Leírion for awhile, she was taking a day off when Carbrey called her for something important. “I’m sorry for calling you in when it’s your day off, Lalena." said the captain. “It’s alright, sir. Please don’t mind me.” Lalena said, standing straight up. “You don’t have to be so hard, you know.” Carbrey said, the amusement on his face clearly visible. Lalena’s eyebrows creased a little. “Sir, your reason for wanting me to be here?” The amusement on Carbrey’s face vanished instantly. “A report was made from Karmirvard that Juro Hataka died yesterday morning, around midnight.” This caught Lalena’s attention. “By who, may I ask?” Lalena said with politeness. “We don’t know yet.” Carbrey said, his voice grave. He leaned against head against his folded hands on the desk. “I want you to research along with Rowena to find more about it. We need to move quickly before Homura becomes too reckless and does something... bad.” He instructed. “Got it,” Lalena said stiffly, and turned around to walk out of the room. “Ah, Lalena?” Carbrey called. “Yes, sir?” Lalena asked, pausing in front of the door to listen. The reply didn’t come quickly, making Lalena turn around. “Thank you,” Carbrey finally said, seeming to be a bit flustered by something. “You’re welcome, sir. If you need anything else please don’t hesitate to call me in.” She replied. With that, Lalena closed the door quietly behind her, and walked down the long dark corridor.
In the meantime, of a dark room, there were many girls lined up in order as it seemed. The first girl has ivory skin complexion, scarlet red lips, and ebony black hair. She wore a dress with an allover brocade design, ruffled shoulder straps, lace-up detailing and tulle lining. She had on a Victorian inspired black & gold tone hand ring bracelet with lace, rose, bead and bling to it. And had on black fishnet thigh highs. On her feet were combat inspired lace-up boot with buckle strap and zipper. Her name is Lilian 'Lily' Weiss. Next to her was a second girl. She wore a red & black top with lace-up detailing and zip front closure. She wore skinny jeans with a red spray wash to them. The flowing locks of her hair were like chocolate and her feet was in brown, muddy, tough boots. Her neck was entranced with a silver tone pendant with ornate rose & heart design. And her nails were in the deepest reddish color. Her name is Rose Reed! Another young lady who was stunning with long blonde hair who wore a ball gown in powder blue with lurex stitched damask print, double layer tulle circle skirt, chiffon off-shoulder straps and lace-up back. She was Tamara Van Pelt. The other girl was wearing a faux leather lamé bustier with peplum hem, sweetheart neckline, boning, grommet lace-up closure, and removable garters. This was Allison Kauffman. And the final female member in line had long, golden blond hair that reached down her waist. She wore a sleeveless top with plaid pattern, front pocket and a front button closure. Ties up in a knot in the front. And black washed shorts with lace overlays on the sides and cut-off trim. Zip and button fly. With slip-on canvas shoes. Her name is Clotilde Pruitt. The leader enters wearing an off-shoulder dress, she has a dark red color and black wavy hair. "Hello my darlings, I see we are looking pretty today. And deadly, I have a special speech I want to say....If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything. For those who fight for it, life has a flavor the sheltered will never know. But if you don't fight, then you have no purpose. And we don't keep things here that have no purpose. You see, your fight for survival starts right now. You don't want to be judged? You won't be. You don't think you're strong enough? You are. You're afraid. Don't be. You have an angel. Everyone has an Angel. A Guardian who watches over us. We can't know what form they'll take. One day, old man. Next day, little girl. But don't let appearances fool you, they can be as fierce as any dragon. Yet they're not here to fight our battles, but to whisper from our heart. Reminding that it's us. Its everyone of us who holds power over the world we create." She paused as she walks back and fourth, around the girls and spoke again: "You can deny angels exist, Convince ourselves they can't be real. But they show up anyway, at strange places and at strange times. They can speak through any character we can imagine. They'll shout through demons if they have to. Daring us, challenging us to fight. Now, let me ask you....What kind of fun do you like to have? The kind that might end up with me rotting in a jail cell or the kind of stuff that is too inappropriate to say in front of children. But that's not fun when it comes to blood and violence...Blood spill and ultraviolence! Who desires that the most?" She said as she looked at girls who were blank in their pools of their eyes. The lead girl continued, "And finally this question, the mystery of who's story it will be. Who honors those we love for the very life we live? Who sends monsters to kill us, and at the same time sings that we will never die? Who teaches us what's real and how to laugh at lies? Who decides why we live and what we'll die to defend? Who chains us? And Who holds the key that can set us free..." She paused again and replied, "It's you. You have all the weapons you need. Now fight!" These girls have some secrets to hide and back stories of their own:
Lily is like Snow White wanders through the woods after escaping a man sent to murder her. And n evil queen gives Snow a poison apple in order to get rid of her, because the queen envies her beauty. Snow White falls into a deep sleep and can only awoken by a prince’s kiss. However it wasn't always like a fairytale. As soon as her lips touched the crimson apple, Lily fell to the floor. She was instantly dead. Sadly for her, no prince charming came to save her. However, Lily weren't really dead. She came back to life to look over her brothers. People would see her in the woods near the old cottage that once belonged to some poor girl who suffered so much. She was known as "The Maiden of the Cottage". Lily would stand outside, luring people into the cottage, so the hungry little friends could eat. Now; Lily sat at her dressing table in the dwarfs cottage, staring at herself in her magic mirror. She had already asked it many times that week who was the fairest of them all but she just couldn't help asked once again. "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?" Lily asked in her gentle voice. To her horror the mirror said "Your mother is the fairest of them all." To head such words made Snow White so angry she set out on a little mission. She walked into her bathroom and took out the little tube of poison from the cabinet. She got an apple from the fruit bowl and put a couple of drops of poison on it. That is all it took. She hid it in a basket surrounded with other apples then dressed up in an old cloak with a hood and set off on her way to visit her mother. When she got to her mother's house she knocked on the door. Meanwhile, Rose was like Little Red Riding Hood, a wolf pursues Little Red Riding Hood in an attempt to eat her. She had got lost in the forest again. She was wears a red and white gingham dress and she has brown, flowing locks like chocolate in a tornado. She also wears a red, silky bonnet and she has brown, muddy, tough boots and rosy, red cheeks like strawberries. Darkness was quickly setting in and she was becoming more and more nervous by the second. She didn't want it to end up like last time. She heard a rustling sound from behind her and turned round to see what it was. Nothing was there so she carried on wondering further into the unknown. Again the rustling sound came from behind her, louder this time. She turned round again to see what was there but all there was were the tall, grey trees looming over her in the darkness. Petrified, she ran. Soon she was more lost than ever and just wanted to be at home with her family. "Why had I decided to visit my grandma?" Rose asked herself "Why do I have to get lost so often?" Soon after her fright, Rose came across a little tree stump, she sat down on it and tried to think of a way out of the forest. Suddenly she heard that rustling sound behind her again, closer than last time. She turned round to see a huge pair of yellow eyes glaring at her, a low growl rumbled through the forest and that was when she realized it was a wolf. The shadowed figure walked out from the gloom and circled her twice before smiling at her, an evil, hungry smile. Terrified, she looked around to find a suitable weapon. A large ax lay on the ground a few meters away from where she sat. If she could just reach it then she could finish the wolf off. She sprinted for the ax, grabbed it and spun round just in time to make the blade collide with the wolf's side. The crack of bone could be heard from a mile away and the wolf gave out an outrageous scream before it lay limp on the ground at Rose's feet. And that was when her obsession started.
Tamara's life is quite like Cinderella, where she attends a ball at which she leaves behind a single glass slipper. By finding whose foot fits the slipper, Prince Charming finds his “true love,” as she ran off in a hurry before Charming could be properly introduced. But Tamara once insists that she doesn’t want to follow Cinderella’s footsteps, refusing the idea of true love and a serious relationship. Tamara was a servant girl for her evil stepmother and ugly step sisters, once upon a time as they were invited to the ball, her friends help make the dress and everything she go down stairs showing off her new dress ready to go, the stepsisters tear it off and ruin it, so she doesn't go. Tamara runs to the garden and fairy godmother comes, she was fascinated by her magic when she gave her a dress a carriage horses and foot men. At the ball when she was looking for the grande hall she could see a soothsayer and ask him about fairies and about their magic. "If you kill a fairy their power will go into the nearest living thing and you own their powers to do with it what you will. However fairies are just a myth," The soothsayer said, but Tamara knew they did exist, so as she found the hall, the prince saw her and started to dance with her, Tamara enjoyed herself but at the same time thinking about having the power to make her stepsisters and stepmother suffer for everything they done. After she rushed home with her clothes turning into rags Tamara thought long and hard if this was the path she wanted to go down. When she got home from the ball, she was happy as could be. But someone wasn't. Her stepsister had discovered who she was, and she was very jealous. She viciously killed her, ripping her apart. Later, Tamara's friends and 'godmother' found her body and they sewed her back together. Tamara came back to life. The next day the royal carriage stopped outside bringing out a glass slipper for all the ladies to try on, this made Tamara furious, later on that night she called her fairy godmother and she felt sorry for poor Tamara, but moments after she comforted her, Tamara stabbed her through the heart. The power from the fairy flooded into her. Her appearance changed as she had straw like hair and greenish skin. She had sharp fingers and razor teeth and pushed out skeletal wings but she loved it. At the dead of night she took over took the kingdom and killed many people and she made her stepmother and stepsisters into your personal slaves which also loved to tease, torment and torture. She lived happy causing madness across the land. Today she patrol the pumpkin garden, and if anyone comes near, she ripped them apart. They call her "The Maiden of the Pumpkins". For the time being, Allison's dad gets lost finds castle and ends up imprisoned in there. She went to look for him and traded herself for him and she got her wish, Silas scared her one night when she was snooping around so she ran off and got surrounded by wolves as one of them bit her. Seconds later; Silas came and fought them away and instead of him being on the horse and is guiding it back to the castle he carried Allison back there due to the fact she was unconscious. Allison woke up in a bed feeling weak but different, she wasn't her normal nice, kind, generous self and so she pretended to be what she usually is until she found out what happened to her. A few days later she became angry and greedy a dark side occurred inside of herself where she wanted so much, she lost control of herself. Allison burst in drooling when she saw Silas, he was about to cry when she jumped over the table and pinned him down to the ground and roared in his face. "Allison, I love you, I know you love me to, please don't do this," He whispered, she didn't care and she ripped off his head and howled and she heard other wolves howling back in the distance. Anyone who dared to come to the castle would have to answer to her. From this day on, Allison became known as "The Maiden of the Castle", Many people see her dancing out at the castle gate, luring them into her castle for her next meal.
Clotilde was born into a royal family, her mother and father cared for her and loved her very much. One day, whilst picking roses from the palace gardens, Clotilde cut her finger on a thorn. She couldn't understand what the liquid was, oozing from the wound. She went to her mother, the queen, and asked her what it was. Her mother said "It is blood darling, but yours is a yellow color... That is very unusual!" A doctor was summoned to inspect the blood, he said that the young princess had the ability to bleed gold. She was very privileged to have such an amazing ability, but as soon as the public found out the started to try and kidnap her. Her parents set up as many security systems as possible but no-one could have prevented this one thief. One night while Clotilde was sleeping, a dark figure climbed through the window into the princesses pretty bedroom. The thief took the child from her bed and ran away into the night. Her parents were devastated when they woke to find their daughter missing from her room without a trace. Clotilde was locked in a tower for years and years afterwards, the country stopped looking for her and everyone carried on their lives like normal. The thief, an old woman, came to the tower day after day with food and water for her prisoner, each time calling "Darling Clotilde, let down your hair" and every time Clotilde let her long blonde hair cascade down the tower wall to the ground so the woman could climb up. One day a young man of around twenty five came across the tower whilst on a stroll. He called up to the open window to see if anyone was inside. At the sound of a different persons voice, Clotilde ran to the window and let down her hair so the man could climb up it. When he reached the top he took one look at the princess and remembered her ability to bleed gold. He instantly got greedy and managed to find a knife to attempt to kill her with so he could take the gold inside her. When he lunged for her heart, the knife outstretched in his hand, Clotilde ran behind the man and tied her hair around his neck. She then carried him to the window and let her hair and the man hang down the tower wall. He died instantly and so Clotilde took the knife, that was now lying on the floor and cut off her golden locks an jumped out the window to her freedom. She was never seen again. Now Clotilde lived alone. Until a man came to visit. He was trying to save her, but she had developed a little bit of a trust issue being alone all those years, so you hit him over the head with a pan until he died. She did that to everyone who came to your tower. She went insane being alone in the tower, surrounded by all the dead bodies. People called her "The Maiden of the Tower" and many adventurers would come to see if the rumors were true, but they never made it back out. Thus, forming a team called Twisted Faeries. And their mysterious leader had something up her sleeve. "....And so he had given her the powers beyond her wildest dreams and she was ready for anything. But little did she know that something would await for her....." A young man's voice read from the book he was reading aloud while alone. It was Genjo Sanzo. While here in Murias Island, he decided to read books, such as fantasy novels. Once the day was over, Genjo went to go brush his teeth and put on his comfy clothes as he went in his bed but that night, he could not sleep. He pulled out the book she had been reading, which was about a girl who is the happiest person in her own dream world where she has the life she has always wanted and all her problems disappear. She is put down by the people she admires like her father. She doesn’t live in reality. The girl's name was Rolanda and she spends her time dreaming of what could be in her own make-believe land. She tunes out of reality, and lives in a self-created fantasy. Literally, she might have more fun in her dreams at night than in the cold light of day. It seems like the people in an aspirational, doomed place are soulless, and the only way they would accept her as their own would be if she could lose hers too. But she wasn't going to, never will she ever. The woman serving in the shop turns into a sheep, and the next minute they are rowing in a rowing boat somewhere. They were traveling in a mystical, psychedelic countryside where tangerine trees are pleasant skies. The kaleidoscope was reflecting into colorful symmetrical shapes that looked like flowers. Rolanda gets off the boat and goes to a bridge near a fountain. Nearby there are rocking horse people eating marshmallow pies. She walked to where the ultimate bliss on a desolate isolated sand beach. He fell asleep after reading so much and woke up to blinding daylight. He saw his friends were up and got up too. He heard that his friends were going to a party.
At the party as Genjo was walking to a tipsy Seiten who was talking and laughing with people. when he heard him called out to him. "Genji, dude. Meet Roxanne." said Seiten. There was a young lady with pale skin and light hair, she looked like a normal person. "Hi Genjo." said the mysterious girl. Genjo looked at her, then he said, "Your look familiar to me." Roxanne laughed in surprise, "Really? How nice." She said with innocence in her voice. "Yeah. Sounds weird, doesn't it?" said Genjo. Roxanne shrugs, "I guess. I'm surprised." She said. Genjo knew it was her, he just knew it! Without a doubt. He went away from the party, not too far because he wanted to make a phone call to his parents about the good time he's having: "Hi mom, hi dad. I'm having so much fun here. This place... is special. I think we found ourselves here. We finally got to see some other parts of the world. We saw some beautiful things here. Friends from all over the place. I mean everyone was so sweet here. So warm and friendly. Well, it's way more than just having a good time. Something so amazing, magical. Something so beautiful. Feels as if the world is perfect. Like it's never gonna end. I hope I come back here with you guys." After he left that message, he was confronted by a creature that try to attack him and Genjo was horrified. But before the creature could do anything, it got shot from behind and fell over dead. Genjo was scared when he felt a shadow upon him. He looked up to see that it was the same Roxanne standing over him with a stoic look. "Who are you?" demanded Genjo. Roxanne smiled at him, "I think you know, don't you?" She said. Genjo was so shocked, he knew her name was familiar and it was right there on his lips: "Roxanne..." He was staring off into space then he cried out, "You can't be real!" Roxanne looked calm and casual, "But I am." She said with a shrug. Genjo pointed at her, "Your the girl that try to kill me." He claimed. "I am." Roxanne replied with serenity. Genjo looked at her with confusion which then turned to shocked, "What? You mean you're admitting it? What are you?" She stopped, then gasped as Roxanne chuckles sinisterly, "That's right." She said. "And I brought you something." She said, she reached into her pockets. "What is it?" asked Genjo with curiosity. Roxanne looked at him apathetically before puling out a gun. "Sorry." She said, "Time to say goodbye." Genjo looked at her, terrified. Roxanne looked at his face, somehow he reminds her of someone she once knew. Just then, Genjo tackles her to the ground and he seized her shoulders. He couldn't take it anymore, this was getting even more frustrating. "Kill me or not, are you going to do it? Yes or no?" He demanded. Roxanne looked at him, "I don't know....I don't know what to do, I don't want to but....You saw me...." She stammered. Genjo looked at her, "Are you scared I'll tell someone about you? Look, I won't tell anyone. Never. I'll help you out." He said. Roxanne pushed him away and got up from under him and his grasp.
While
getting all rowdy, a fast arm wraps around his waist, and he could feel a
dampened bandanna covering his nose and mouth. Panic swells in his gut. Seiten
tried to screamed but it's muffled, and he try to wriggle away from the person
but her grip is like steel. "Well aren't you a hottie?" A seductive
chuckle in his ear and feel a slight wrench of his hair as she pulls his head
back. His body is slowly slumping compliantly into her arms from the drug.
"It's always nice to have a little fun with the hot guys like you..."
She said and escort him away. Meanwhile, Tenpo look up again and she's staring
at him intently. "What are you looking at, you little--?" Tenpo
begin, but then he leans in almost too fast to catch, and before he knew it she
had him trapped in an embrace. Too dumbstruck to react, Tenpo just sit there
and let the attractive girl hug him for a second before he suddenly feel a
prick in her shoulder. "Ow!" Tenpo yell and throw her off of him,
jumping up to see some sort of tranquilizer stuck in his arm. Tenpo quickly rip
it out and throw it. "WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT THE HELL?!" Unfortunately,
Tenpo stumble over the side, weak in the knees, falling but then he could feel
a pair of arms encircle him. She pulls him back in. "Lemme go--you
witch.." He said, slowly getting blurrier as the drowsiness begins to take
over. His body feels heavy, as does his eyes. Inside he was enraged, but so, so
sleepy. The last thing he heard before he fade into rest is the sound of a
mysterious girl's soft whisper, "I'm so sorry..." In the
meantime, Kenren suddenly feel a little pinprick in his arm. The dancers around
him become dark figures and the lights blaze as his vision becomes bleary. His
knees give out and he slump forward into her chest, but she catches him easily.
"Gotcha!" She giggles, stroking his hair. "What the hell did you
do to me?!!" Kenren screamed but came out as a slur. The world spins, and
all that's left is the sound of her laughter and that cute grin. For the time
being, Sambo sees a girl in a blond wig walking around in the crowd, and he
follows her and brings her back to the couch where he was sitting. But the girl
looked too drunk and Sambo carried her to a bed before he walked out to sleep
in another bedroom. In the morning, Maggie Mae was waking up from a long night
of partying. She was lost but looked around her to find things to try and
remember last night. While cleaning she begins to have flashbacks of the
party to show the house got trashed and sit outside. She groggily bumps into
someone and that's when she turns to look and saw that boy who came across her.
Sambo Kojin, who looked hungover, noticed Maggie Mae and seemed to remember
her. Maggie Mae was shocked as she begins to remember where he saw him: It was
late at night when Maggie Mae was walking when she could hear someone calling
out to her: "Hop into the backseat babydoll, I'll show you some fun."
But the girl wasn't interested. She kept walking as Sambo came up to her and
put his hands on the side of her face, "You're my soul mate. I swear I
just fell in love with you. You're different from the rest. I knew you were
special from the moment I saw you. It's in your eyes. It's written on your
face. I wanna make you happy." He said. Laughter wasn't behind him. Maggie
Mae pushed him away, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested." She said, she
pushed him gently however Sambo was persistant and Maggie Mae got upset as she
shouted, "Can you all just PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE?!" Then, Sambo
violently assaulted her and he leaned in close as he got her trapped and the
girl looked scared. "Let me tell you something, sweetheart...There ain't
no man in his right mind that leaves a pretty little thing like you out here
all alone." He then begin to beat her up as Genjo and his friends stopped
Sambo before he could go any further. "Whoa, whoa!" Tenpo was saying,
holding Sambo back from the girl who was crying. "Stop, are you
crazy?" Genjo exclaimed. "Why did you do that? What the hell is wrong
with you?!" Seiten demanded. Kenren came to the girl's aid, "Are you
OK?" He asked. "I thought he was going to...Oh....!" Maggie Mae
said, crying. She then ran off in fright.
In the
present, Sambo froze with fear as he and Maggie Mae locked eyes with one
another before he slowly smiled slyly, "Well, hello there---" he
greeted but Maggie Mae lunged at him, "AAAAHHHH!" She screamed.
Maggie Mae begin to claw at him like a wild man. Trying to stop her; Sambo
restrained her. "Hey! Hey!" He protested, Maggie Mae did not yield.
"Calm down! Easy! Will you stop?! Take it easy!" Sambo held her fists
away from him. "Who are you?!" Maggie Mae demanded. "My name is
Sambo Kojin. I swear, I am not going to hurt--" He reaches over to touch
her face but Maggie Mae recoiled away. "Get away, no! Don't you
dare--Don't--" But she was helpless, Sambo was calm as he stroke her face.
"Your skin is so soft and smooth...." He mumbled. Maggie Mae broke
from her daze, she slapped his hand away. She ran off in fear! Meanwhile in a
random room; Seiten woke up in a panic and looked for his stuff. To his relief,
it was all there. He sighed and saw the back of a girl in the bathroom. She was
wearing a tight leather nurse corset dress with fishnet stockings and garters,
plenty of straps and mesh sleeves, along with a choker and a nurse's hat. It
was none other than Delilah who is dancing and looked a little hungover.
"You OK?" asked Seiten. Delilah turned around and glared, "What
are you doing here?" She demanded. Then, she remembered. "Oh, yeah. I
remember...." replied Delilah. "Well, aren't you a pretty
thing?" Seiten purred. "AAAAHHHH!!!! PERVERT!!!!!" Delilah
shouted, kicking him out of the bathroom and slammed the door shut! Seiten was
stunned, "Damn, what a hottie but also a bitch." He remarked and
stumbled away. In a different room, Kenren woke up with a splitting headache,
he looked around and found his stuff was there. "I am never getting drunk
again...." Kenren thought. He turned and saw a girl in an army green
jacket with matching chaps, cutouts, and zipper details. She was sleeping on
the sofa and Kenren looked over at the girl. He was about to reach over and
undo the zipper when the girl growled, "Touch me and die." Kenren
jumped back, startled. The girl got up from the sofa as she was sweating all
over. "My god, is it me or is it hot in here? This stupid outfit...."
She grunted. The girl was actually Lalena as she begins to strip it off but
noticed Kenren staring. "Do you mind?!" She snapped. Kenren looked
away, flushing. "I didn't see anything!" He said. While in a random
chamber of the house, Tenpo grunted when he woke up and saw his stuff was stil
there but saw a girl sleeping on the couch. She wore a black bodysuit with plunging
neckline and zip front closure, faux leather brown gloves with long fringe
detail and faux leather belt with matching fringe. He long hair piled high on
her head. "Can you help me remember what happened the previous night,
since I was most likely drunk?" He asked. "Well, I can tell you I got
some juicy stuff on you buddy." The girl remarked, who turned out to be
Charlotte. She smiled at him and got up to go use the bathroom to change.
"Who are you and why did you drug me?" demanded Tenpo. "You
won't remember my name but you will remember this pretty face. And secondly, I
just want to get to know you better after seeing your address and number here
in my book.." Charlotte commented. Tenpo looked back at her in horror,
Charlotte let out a giggle and wiggled her fingers in a wave while saying,
"Buh-bye." And blew him a kiss before walking out. Tenpo groaned,
"Shit...Never trust a girl with sneaky tactics." He muttered.
“Dammit
it to hell, why the hell would she implant shit like this? Why am I seeing this
crap? What the hell is going on?” thought Jennifer. More memories continued to
project into her head and saw more images in her mind, even
knowing the meaning of the word ‘macushla’ from the other girls:
"Genjo?" Roxanne asked. Genjo looked at her, "Yeah?" He
inquired. Roxanne blushed, "Am I your macushla?" She questioned. At
the same time, Tenpo demanded from a startled Charlotte, "What the hell is
a macushla?" Even Seiten was confused, "What is that?" He said.
Maggie Mae had it hard to explain, "Um, well...." Kenren shrugged,
"Never heard of it." He said. Lalena looked at him with disbelief,
"Never? Hmm...Well...." She said. Sambo almost laughed, "Is it
gibberish?" He asked. Delilah rolled her eyes, "No." She said.
After a moment of silence; Roxanne found the words to speak, "The word
'macushla' is an Irish inscription of....." She started to say. Charlotte
explained, ".....Mo chuisle which means, 'my pulse'....." Maggie May
replied back, "....As it is used in the phrase 'a chuisle mo chroí' as
that is translated as 'pulse of my heart'....." She said. Lalena was
flushing, "...It can also mean 'darling'...." She replied.
"....Or 'sweetheart'." finished Delilah. Roxanne turned back to
Genjo, "So, is that why you care about me?" She asked. Genjo was
surprised to hear this as each of his friends were too! Genjo blushed,
"Well, yeah." He said. "'Course." Tenpo said with a laugh
of relief. Seiten shrugged, "Sure." He answered. "You could say
that." Kenren replied with a smirk on his face but deep down he seemed
fine with that. "Guess so." Sambo said. "In that case...."
Roxanne said, she paused and then she gave him a demure smile, "...I like
that." Charlotte replied with, "...I like that." Maggie Mae
beamed, "...I like that." She said. Lalena nodded, "...I like
that." And Delilah said, "...I like that." Well, that seemed to
startled the boys by this: "Really?" Genjo asked. Tenpo glanced at
her with shock, "You serious?" He said. Seiten almost laughed,
"You're kidding!" He said. Kenren was feeling a bit startled,
"You're mocking me, aren't you?" He inquired nervously. "Are you
pulling my leg or something?" asked Sambo. Each of the girls responded
back with the same answer: "No." Just before anyone could say anything
or make a move; Ophelia's voice bellowed from above: "ATTENTION ALL
AGENTS, A NEW ASSIGNMENT DOTH APPROACH! GET INTO POSITION!!!" But she
noticed the glares directly at her, Ophelia smiled sheepishly. "Oops,
sorry! Did I kill a moment here or what?" She asked. Roxanne smiled, Delilah
rolled her eyes and snapped, "Geez! What was your first clue?"
Ophelia made a face, she looked guilty. "Sorry, well....Bye!" And she
went away! Roxanne glances at Genjo, "Um, Genjo....?" She was about
to say however Genjo knew already, "I know. Be careful." He said.
Roxanne nodded but Genjo stops her and embraces her. However; Genjo whispers in
her ear, "Come back safe. I'll be waiting for you." Roxanne nods,
"All right." She managed to say however she was shedding happy tears.
He really did care! Nobody has ever said that before. She didn't want to let go
so she slowly released him and gave him a smile as it seems like an eternity.
Then, she turned and went off to the battlefield of other worlds. The radio
alarm clock blared with a crazy man's voice: "Listen up! Get off your
asses, tune in, and fight evil. It's 109 temperature is what it feels like down
here! And don't worry, I’ll be everything you need. I'll make you better and
pick you up again, I'll be there to watch over them and provide escape and protection.
My main ambition is to supply the public minority, doesn’t care about what
happens in the aftermath of the events soon to take place. The outcome is
inevitable an cannot be changed unless you fight harder. Make a difference,
fight for what you want, and get noticed!" Alarm clock is slammed, waking
up is a 16 year old boy almost 17. His name is Mogue Vernon. Mogue is an
average height guy with a small build, short black hair and black eyes. His
hair and eyes are brown, and starts off wearing large square-rimmed glasses.
His uniform is a white shirt and a blackish blue blazer! Mogue is a thoughtful
and nice person who is considered a bit of a wimp. His mother was in the
kitchen table, cup of coffee, the morning paper. His father pays the bills, watch
TV, day in day out, mow the grass, there is a leak as he gets up to just to fix
it again--It was the same routine. He is tired of being manipulated and refuses
to listen to any more teachings. There are lots of thoughts that keep crowding
him and annoying him. Something that may have been a part of the preachings
mentioned earlier, he was possibly caught in a lie or a very bad situation, and
telling the truth will save him from this bad situation or redeem him from this
lie. He is not gonna be left alone with nothing to do! In his lifestyle; Mogue
had a lot of people criticizing him, but was blown them off but deep within him
it made him question things. He never really cared what other people said or
thought of him, whether it was good or bad he was always going to do what he
wanted, however he did alludes to him actually being insecure at times but then
he realizes what others say really doesn’t matter and so goes back to not
caring about it. He is different and a lot of people reject it because they don’t
open their minds and ears and actually listen to his ideals. He’s been through
so many tough situations and nobody can understand why he is the way he is. He resisted the ideal of carnal desires, narcotics, and
materialism. Because those sorts of things don’t have a lot of depth to him.
Mogue is a nice guy who treats women with respect, and dignity. If he was not
like this towards women he could say that he wasn’t a good guy to begin with
which is the opposite of who he really is. He isn’t like people on earth, he is
different from others. He doesn’t belong here, because he is different. Though
he is given money for anything he wants. However, he proclaims that he doesn’t
need help, and instead want to fund his dreamed lifestyle. fighting against the
various minions known as Wendigos. The corporate power of this force puts
everyone in a position where they must crawl through life, to be the one to
activates him. He wants love. Because he doesn’t need it right now, he’ll keep
it safe until he does, by putting it in a bag and burying it! It feels like
people are living a life entirely programmed and prescribed, nobody cares about
what it’s like to be the downer. All the heroes want to do is bring the party. He missed his younger years when himself and people could
just go and do stupid and crazy stuff without a care. There is a sense of
urgency, though the fact that the immediate dangers are set in a far-off city
could allude tendency to distance others from those in need. The outcast rebels
in the lands outside of the city and real-life outcasts looking for an answer
for their problems and pain. They are like little children as harmless, as
their prayers are now like daggers. The suffering of these children is like a
knife to heaven because it can’t do anything about it. Juvenile detention
facilities, and those who take medication who are dealing with every day. Neon
and garbage evoke urban decay, providing a deliberate contrast with the image
of angels as pure, wearing white robes and lacking technology and urbanization.
Neon angels go against every component of this. The apparent salvation of those
cast aside in the corporate urbanization of the city. The sky appearing, of all
of the pollution and smog often associated with industrial excess. Everyone wants to make a difference and leave a legacy, but
ironically no one actually wants to die in order to leave one behind. That
voice in his head ask: "Do you want to try to improve the world? And, more
importantly, what will you do to make it better? No matter what kind of
security you have, you are not safe from them and they will find a way into
your home or your property. Making a difference is like eating junk food leading to heart attacks that would burst. we ruin our
bodies by eating and living unhealthy lives, and then correct it with plastic
surgery. People want to hear dramatic stories about the stars and they want
gossip, tragedy and drama. Tantrums thrown by the stars, tragedy, war,
massacres and all the things people want to read about. You can have power and give yourself the things most often
associated with power. But then again, they don’t care about those trivial
things people talk about." The voice continued to talk, "Their fight
against evil is one of life and death they cannot afford to pay attention to
the conventions of society, like apologizing for their actions. Their
authority, the thing that allows them to do whatever they feel is necessary
without apology, is derived from the support of other people. We’re teenagers.
So basically, we’re idiots and we make some pretty stupid mistakes. At times
we’re going to fail and we’re crash and burn. But we are young and we are
powerful and we will get back up and fight. We get back up and try again and
again until we get it right because we are loaded with so much energy,
curiosity, stubbornness, and determination that we cannot fail and we will not
be broken. People are prepared and ready for action, waiting to be given
orders. People supposed to act like they are normal and complacent within
society, but instead to hold on to their true beliefs and spirit! It seems you
would rather do something violent in the cause of doing something good, rather
than sit by and allow events to unfold, instead of being subject to constant
senseless and emotionless state of nothing. Abnormal styles are one of the
stereotypical aspects of the rebellious youth--they are both a sign of
individuality, and a constant annoyance to the older generation. These are the
ways in which society can take away someone’s individuality, but they are still
caught in the explosion. Basically, let them do what they want to hold you
back--it won’t work. Be ready and willing to do something drastic to change
things for the greater good." But what can he did to change the world,
what greater good could he do to help other people. Nothing so he went to work
anyway. After work, he goes to this cafe and glances shyly at the girl behind
the counter. Every morning this girl watches him walk in with his plain,
ordinary clothes and matching shoes. His hair is combed neatly, he tug at his
glasses and he sit down just three tables down, she watches him in the
florescent glare. There's guys there, the girls always notice when they walk by
but he's not the type they don't know what this mysterious girl knows, something
that won't show through mundane tweads however that's fine with Mogue. When
people are young they generally are more open to new friends, ideas and loves.
Some argue whether it’s this or a redundant in which people live in. But things
change when Mogue came across the girl in a strange circumstances when monsters
with claws and the girl saved him. Mogue was shocked, looking at her. The girl
locked eyes with him and ran off in fear! He didn't know what to say, however
Mogue was amazed by this. That girl has already ran and he wants to save her by
running with her. The standard universal laws don’t apply to him. This could be
a declaration of how he is an individual, and can’t be controlled. However,
gravity also refers to graveness or seriousness, so he could be saying that he
doesn’t see the things other people find serious as important to him. He has to
escape from the societal suffocation. And this girl could be only person to
help him escape from this living hell! The girl said to him, "It's hard to
get past the walls around my heart but you have a powerful, explosive, piercing
smile. We’ve been through a lot and it shows but we have a picture perfect
dream on how we get out of this runaway life. He wants to introduce chaos and
anarchy. Calling it a town, he wants to threaten those who disobey, take risks
and leave in the mists of danger. Sometimes, the people we have around us,
aren’t the best for us, and can be very annoying....You want to get away from
them? Even when you loose the battle, you can just leave those problems behind,
and start again." Mogue looks at her with a spellbound look. "Let me
introduce myself, my name is Roxanne.....Agent of Silver Branch!"
It was
late in the evening; Roxanne had just got on the subway however she fell asleep
and woke up as she left however she finds out that she was in the wrong
direction of where she was. She is chased down by some drunk men however she is
rescued by a mysterious man name Darren Goths. But Darren Goths is a sick man
as he is racist and a sexist, considering people as 'humans'. Roxanne finds his
behavior disturbing so she tries to leave however Darren gives her a drink
which she takes and learns it had been drugged for she passed out. She woke up
in a white tank top and jeans as she had no shoes on her feet. She looked
around and saw there Mogue was chained to a bed. Roxanne looked around and she
saw Darren Goths, who is responsible for this atrocity. Darren Goths wasn't his
real name, it was Spencer Thorn as he explains his purpose of his torturing is
more likely to be a pleasuring thing for him: "I do this for awhile with
no break. Over the years, torture with sadism and bondage tendencies takes a
toll on me but I can never get enough...." He continued as he puts gloves
on and placed gags on his victims' mouths, "No matter how I complain about
how life is difficult for my work; I always need the rush to be the tormentor
of extreme pain. Now....Let's play!" And he begin his nightmarish hell by
being whipped with cat o'nine tails with sharp needle-like pins attached to
them, electric shocks, and Spencer is shouting things such as, "C'mon my
ugly scum, moan for me!" Roxanne and Mogue were in pain as their moans
were muffled, their whimpers and grunts were stifled as well as their sobbing.
Roxanne and Mogue suffered so much that it was unbearable as if it was painful.
It got so bad that they all passed out. Roxanne woke up, no longer chained or
having a gag in her mouth as she is fascinated by what she could see. To Mogue; Roxanne is really hypnotizing, when she
touches him--he feels good! He feels really good when Roxanne touches him. People would warn Mogue
not to be near this girl; in fact, he should be afraid of her. She’s got
something else that nobody else has that he is fascinated in, she is different
and he hasn’t known she would have been like this. Mogue gets surprised by
opening his eyes, he wants him to come inside of his mind. Its poison to him
because after she does it he’ll feel like completely giving himself to him, let
himself become her guy take him with her. He’s ready for whatever happens;
Mogue has never seen a girl like her--She’s so powerful like a superhero! He
wants to feel what she has all of her power and strength. Roxanne passes out as she woke up and was told
to go to the room to give herself an injection. Before she could handle any
needles, she needs to wear gloves and wash your hands as well as wrists
thoroughly. When sterilizing needles, she need to make sure that she don't
contaminate the needle after sterilize it and wash it. Removing any dirt,
grime, or blood left on the needle. Her arm was not bent at the elbow and place
a pillow under the patient's arm for additional support. Roxanne tied a tourniquet around her arm about
7.5cm to 10 cm above the venipuncture site. Roxanne trace her veins with her index finger
and tap the vein with index finger to encourage dilation. Use a circular
motion, and avoid dragging the wipe over the same piece of skin twice. Allow
the disinfected area to dry for 30 seconds so that she doesn't feel a sting
when the needle is inserted. She inspects the needle for defects. The end
should have no obstructions or hooks that will restrict the flow of blood.
Insert the blood collection tube onto the holder and a voice pushing the tube
past the recessed line on the needle holder or she may release the vacuum. She
insert the needle into the vein. Push the collection tube toward the holder
until the end of the needle pierces the stopper on the tube as she allowed the
tube to fill. During this time, Roxanne was aroused by the feeling as she
fought the fear with using excitement. She is panting and moaning softly from
the pain, it made her so aroused in such a strange way that she couldn't
explain it or fight it as it made her feel things she never felt before.
Finally; Roxanne removed and discard the tourniquet as
soon as blood flow into the tube is adequate. She place the gauze on top of the
venipuncture site and apply gentle pressure to stop the bleeding. And passed
out. She woke up, chained up by her wrists again as she looked around as she
saw Spencer was freeing her and the others. By this point, Roxanne snapped as
she took his cat o'nine tails with sharp needle-like pins attached to them and
whipped Spencer, who cried out in pain. Roxanne is shouting things such as,
"C'mon my worthless pet! Worthless bastard, moan for me!" Something
inside of them snapped, Spencer managed to break free as he tackled Roxanne and
try to kill her. In his uncontrollable anger; Mogue strangled Spencer to death
while Spencer pleaded for his life. Mogue's fear turned into apathy, lacking
any emotion of Spencer for what he has done. In
the meantime; Mogue calmed down and went for a walk until he saw his crush name
Enid in trouble! He helps Enid get home, he enters the girl's house as she
begins to flirt with him in sleeveless nightgown that showed her arms and her
pretty legs but also her cleavage. "So, you want something to eat or
drink?" She purred. "Oh great." said Mogue with a laugh.
"What?" asked Enid all innocently. "Enid, are you trying to
seduce me?" Mogue inquired. Enid had to laugh at that, "What? No! No,
no....Maybe!" She said the last part with a sly glance. Hal shake his
head, "You're insane." He turned away but Enid called after him, "Hey
listen, Mogue?" Mogue turned around, "What?" He asked. "Do
you like me?" Enid questioned. Mogue had a smile on his face,
"Maybe...Why?" He asked. "Listen, if you want to hang out in a
more non...sensual way, give me call." Enid flirted. Mogue blushed a
little, "Sure. Can I go back now?" He said. "Yes." Enid
said in a breathy voice. Mogue looked at her eyes, Enid looked back at him in
his eyes and then she did something she never imagined. Leaning towards him,
she pressed her lips against his. He recalls his first snowfall of the year.
Mogue is seeing pictures of his old friends playing in the snow and later
getting warm by the fire. He also may be having memories of how he used to do
just that when he was younger. He knows all his friends are getting together,
probably on a snow day from school, and having a blast without him. He wishes
he could be there with them but he can’t. Mogue sees his hometown as home and sometimes he just wants
to drop everything and run away back there. He misses it and wants to return.
He could try maybe in the future to return but as for this minute, today, he’s
stuck. There’s usually a time difference which can limit contact with a
girlfriend, friend or family. He knows he never actually showed his love for
his home but he didn’t really notice how much he’d love and miss home until he
was gone. Living with an agent doesn’t warm his hearts like being home does;
Mogue wishes to go back for just a short time, if only for the weekend or a
single day. He misses his friends and wants to see them. All he needs is to see
them one more time but wishes isn’t worth it because he simply cannot return
there at this moment. It feels like he's so far away from home that it’s
practically 3000 miles. It feels like it would take forever to cover that
distance if he had even had the chance. It’s been so long since he was back
home yet it feels like he was messing around with his friends when he was a
kid. No matter what, where he is just never will be home for him. Its funny
that he miss the crazy, stormy weather when he living in what could be called
paradise but it doesn’t make a difference. He's home sick. Mogue made a spur of
the moment decision, he didn’t share his spur-of-the-moment plans with her.
He’s an honest man, usually doing what he’s supposed to. He's a good, average
citizen. He’s thinking to think that it’s okay to not always be the average
upstanding citizen; it’s time to do something for him. Thus the little lie
doesn’t really matter. It’s all good. Mogue is reserved and introverted; he
probably has a lot of opinions and a really interesting personality but nobody
bothers to get to know him. He’s a great man but nobody knows. He’s seen as
average; a decent guy, but he doesn’t do anything exceptional. Mogue is afraid
of the world around him. As if the pressures to do right, are getting too much
for him and he doesn’t like attention. So he hides away, away from the people,
the prying eyes, to be alone. He’s finally caving under the dull monotony of
average life, but someone out there knows and cares about him. He’s important;
he’s not just an average Joe. He’s not just a product of his time, he is
actually special. He was destined for something great. However only because
that people who need him! They didn’t realize it before, but he has great
potential, and he is worth so much more than an ordinary man. When Enid came
for a visit, she was shocked to see Roxanne in the room. "Who is
that?" Enid asked quietly. Mogue was flushing, "No one!" He
claimed. Now Enid was angry, "Don't tell me 'no one'! Who is she?"
She inquired. Mogue held his hands up at her, "She's not my girlfriend, I
swear!" He said. "You expect me to believe that?" exclaimed
Enid. Roxanne was fed up of hearing the fight so she walked over to Enid and
looked at her in the eye as she said firmly: "Look you Miss Mary Sue, he's
not my boyfriend. There's no sparks between us. I just saved his ass twice! You
should be thanking me, sweetheart." Then, she left the apartment to go get
breakfast. Enid, feeling bad for the accusation, turned to Mogue and asked:
"Is she OK?" Mogue patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, she's just
having a bad morning." He assured her.
Rory
was hiding, she had her hand over her mouth but she trembled despite staying
quiet. She peeked out to see Elwyn in the debris, the room was dark but not too
dark as there was a dim of light in the room coming from the sunlight. Rory
didn't want to be here when Elwyn was around and she quietly edge away without
making a noise but she couldn've sworn she saw Elwyn glance in her direction
and she ducked down. She muffled her breathing, "Shit! I'm dead. I'm going
to die." as she sank deeper. Then; Rory nearly jumped as she heard the
door slammed open! "Well? Are you coming or not?" Dominic's voice
snapped, "We have to go--Now!" Footsteps went away fast. And then,
Elwyn's retreating figure disappeared and the door close. Rory sighed,
releasing her palm from her lips. She panted for breath, "Thank my lucky
stars!" whispered Rory. And she left from the other side of the door and
walked from the room she was in. While strolling out, Rory told herself over
and over again: "Home free, I'm home free." Just then, she felt an
arm ensnared around her neck and Rory gasped with fright. "OK, maybe
not!" She thought. "Hello Rory, fancy meeting you here." Dominic
said. "Dominic! It's you!" stuttered Rory nervously. "So, you do
remember me. I'm touched!" Dominic sneered. His tongue licked lecherously
down Lena's neck, she shuddered and bit her lip to keep her teeth from
chattering, "You look good enough to eat. I can still smell your innocence
a mile away." Dominic remarked. But heard a voice calling out to him,
"Dominic! Come on, let's go!" Dominic was about to let Rory go but
then he said, "Oh, here's something to remember me by...Rory."
Dominic made his move as his mouth was against Rory's, she was beyond shock but
she felt aroused with that lecherous tongue moving around inside. But Rory
pushed him away, the smugness was on Dominic's face and hurried away! That
night; Rory woke up from a bad dream as she was panting and gasping for breath.
Finally, after having a chance to calm down; Rory lied down on the couch in her
sheer nightgown. Dominic watched her sleep and slept beside her as he wrapped
his arms around her. Rory woke up in her own bed, she was panting and gasping
for breath. But she could never forget the way Dominic liplock her that way. It
was too weird for her!
How did this happened? Let's turn back the pages and go back to the beginning, shall we?
Earlier before....
How did this happened? Let's turn back the pages and go back to the beginning, shall we?
Earlier before....
It was late in the evening; Roxanne had just got on the subway however she fell asleep and woke up as she left however she finds out that she was in the wrong direction of where she was. She is chased down by some drunk men however she is rescued by a mysterious man name Darren Goths. But Darren Goths is a sick man as he is racist and a sexist, considering people as 'humans'. Roxanne finds his behavior disturbing so she tries to leave however Darren gives her a drink which she takes and learns it had been drugged for she passed out. She woke up in a white tank top and jeans as she had no shoes on her feet. She looked around and saw there Mogue was chained to a bed. Roxanne looked around and she saw Darren Goths, who is responsible for this atrocity. Darren Goths wasn't his real name, it was Spencer Thorn as he explains his purpose of his torturing is more likely to be a pleasuring thing for him: "I do this for awhile with no break. Over the years, torture with sadism and bondage tendencies takes a toll on me but I can never get enough...." He continued as he puts gloves on and placed gags on his victims' mouths, "No matter how I complain about how life is difficult for my work; I always need the rush to be the tormentor of extreme pain. Now....Let's play!" And he begin his nightmarish hell by being whipped with cat o'nine tails with sharp needle-like pins attached to them, electric shocks, and Spencer is shouting things such as, "C'mon my ugly scum, moan for me!" Roxanne and Mogue were in pain as their moans were muffled, their whimpers and grunts were stifled as well as their sobbing. Roxanne and Mogue suffered so much that it was unbearable as if it was painful. It got so bad that they all passed out. Roxanne woke up, no longer chained or having a gag in her mouth as she is fascinated by what she could see. Even Mogue could see the beauty inside of Roxanne for some reason and thought she was beautiful inside and out. To Mogue; Roxanne is really hypnotizing, when she touches him--he feels good! He feels really good when Roxanne touches him. People would warn Mogue not to be near this girl; in fact, he should be afraid of her. She’s got something else that nobody else has that he is fascinated in, she is different and he hasn’t known she would have been like this. Mogue gets surprised by opening his eyes, he wants him to come inside of his mind. Its poison to him because after she does it he’ll feel like completely giving himself to him, let himself become her guy take him with her. He’s ready for whatever happens; Mogue has never seen a girl like her--She’s so powerful like a superhero! He wants to feel what she has all of her power and strength. Roxanne passes out as she woke up and was told to go to the room to give herself an injection. Before she could handle any needles, she needs to wear gloves and wash your hands as well as wrists thoroughly. When sterilizing needles, she need to make sure that she don't contaminate the needle after sterilize it and wash it. Removing any dirt, grime, or blood left on the needle. Her arm was not bent at the elbow and place a pillow under the patient's arm for additional support. Roxanne tied a tourniquet around her arm about 7.5cm to 10 cm above the venipuncture site. Roxanne trace her veins with her index finger and tap the vein with index finger to encourage dilation. Use a circular motion, and avoid dragging the wipe over the same piece of skin twice. Allow the disinfected area to dry for 30 seconds so that she doesn't feel a sting when the needle is inserted. She inspects the needle for defects. The end should have no obstructions or hooks that will restrict the flow of blood. Insert the blood collection tube onto the holder and a voice pushing the tube past the recessed line on the needle holder or she may release the vacuum. She insert the needle into the vein. Push the collection tube toward the holder until the end of the needle pierces the stopper on the tube as she allowed the tube to fill. During this time, Roxanne was aroused by the feeling as she fought the fear with using excitement. She is panting and moaning softly from the pain, it made her so aroused in such a strange way that she couldn't explain it or fight it as it made her feel things she never felt before. Finally; Roxanne removed and discard the tourniquet as soon as blood flow into the tube is adequate. She place the gauze on top of the venipuncture site and apply gentle pressure to stop the bleeding. And passed out. She woke up, chained up by her wrists again as she looked around as she saw Spencer was freeing her and the others. By this point, Roxanne snapped as she took his cat o'nine tails with sharp needle-like pins attached to them and whipped Spencer, who cried out in pain. Roxanne is shouting things such as, "C'mon my worthless pet! Worthless bastard, moan for me!" Something inside of them snapped, Spencer managed to break free as he tackled Roxanne and try to kill her. In his uncontrollable anger; Mogue strangled Spencer to death while Spencer pleaded for his life. Mogue's fear turned into apathy, lacking any emotion of Spencer for what he has done. But then, they are horrified for what they done and escaped in tears for their actions however they both comforted each other as killing enemies is a way of survival. In the meantime; Mogue calmed down and went for a walk until he saw his crush name Enid in trouble! He helps Enid get home, he enters the girl's house as she begins to flirt with him in sleeveless nightgown that showed her arms and her pretty legs but also her cleavage. "So, you want something to eat or drink?" She purred. "Oh great." said Mogue with a laugh. "What?" asked Enid all innocently. "Enid, are you trying to seduce me?" Mogue inquired. Enid had to laugh at that, "What? No! No, no....Maybe!" She said the last part with a sly glance. Mogue shakes his head, "You're insane." He turned away but Enid called after him, "Hey listen, Mogue?" Mogue turned around, "What?" He asked. "Do you like me?" Enid questioned. Mogue had a smile on his face, "Maybe...Why?" He asked. "Listen, if you want to hang out in a more non...sensual way, give me call." Enid flirted. Mogue blushed a little, "Sure. Can I go back now?" He said. "Yes." Enid said in a breathy voice. Mogue looked at her eyes, Enid looked back at him in his eyes and then she did something she never imagined. Leaning towards him, she pressed her lips against his. The next day; Mogue was working with Enid alone as they both took a break. Then, a song with taiko drums and a piano melody was playing. Mogue knew what to do as he walked over to Enid and held his hand. Enid looked at him as she reluctantly takes it and rose up. Mogue holds Enid's hands against his waist while Enid drapes her hands on Mogue's shoulders. Then, they sway back and forth with the music. Their foot movement is minimal, but the pair use their feet to slowly turn on the spot slowly as they still sway to the music. But Mogue woke up as it was all just a dream. He somehow he misses Enid as well as his hometown. He recalls his first snowfall of the year. Mogue is seeing pictures of his old friends playing in the snow and later getting warm by the fire. He also may be having memories of how he used to do just that when he was younger. He knows all his friends are getting together, probably on a snow day from school, and having a blast without him. He wishes he could be there with them but he can’t. Mogue sees his hometown as home and sometimes he just wants to drop everything and run away back there. He misses it and wants to return. He could try maybe in the future to return but as for this minute, today, he’s stuck. There’s usually a time difference which can limit contact with a girlfriend, friend or family. He knows he never actually showed his love for his home but he didn’t really notice how much he’d love and miss home until he was gone. Living with an agent doesn’t warm his hearts like being home does; Mogue wishes to go back for just a short time, if only for the weekend or a single day. He misses his friends and wants to see them. All he needs is to see them one more time but wishes isn’t worth it because he simply cannot return there at this moment. It feels like he's so far away from home that it’s practically 3000 miles. It feels like it would take forever to cover that distance if he had even had the chance. It’s been so long since he was back home yet it feels like he was messing around with his friends when he was a kid. No matter what, where he is just never will be home for him. Its funny that he miss the crazy, stormy weather when he living in what could be called paradise but it doesn’t make a difference. He's home sick. Mogue made a spur of the moment decision, he didn’t share his spur-of-the-moment plans with her. He’s an honest man, usually doing what he’s supposed to. He's a good, average citizen. He’s thinking to think that it’s okay to not always be the average upstanding citizen; it’s time to do something for him. Thus the little lie doesn’t really matter. It’s all good. Mogue is reserved and introverted; he probably has a lot of opinions and a really interesting personality but nobody bothers to get to know him. He’s a great man but nobody knows. He’s seen as average; a decent guy, but he doesn’t do anything exceptional. Mogue is afraid of the world around him. As if the pressures to do right, are getting too much for him and he doesn’t like attention. So he hides away, away from the people, the prying eyes, to be alone. He’s finally caving under the dull monotony of average life, but someone out there knows and cares about him. He’s important; he’s not just an average Joe. He’s not just a product of his time, he is actually special. He was destined for something great. However only because that people who need him! They didn’t realize it before, but he has great potential, and he is worth so much more than an ordinary man.
Things
got complicated when Enid came to visit Mogue at an apartment he was renting
until Enid came across Roxanne, who was in bandages after she got into a few
scuffles with some Wendigos. Enid was stunt as she assumed that she knows
what's going on now. "Who is that?" Enid asked quietly. Mogue was
flushing, "No one!" He claimed. Now Enid was angry, "Don't tell
me 'no one'! Who is she?" She inquired. Mogue held his hands up at her,
"She's not my girlfriend, I swear!" He said. "You expect me to
believe that?" exclaimed Enid. Roxanne was fed up of hearing the fight so
she walked over to Enid and looked at her in the eye as she said firmly:
"Look you Miss Mary Sue, he's not my boyfriend. There's no sparks between
us. I just saved his ass twice! You should be thanking me, sweetheart." Then,
she left the apartment to go get breakfast. Enid, feeling bad for the
accusation, turned to Mogue and asked: "Is she OK?" Mogue patted her
shoulder, "Don't worry, she's just having a bad morning." He assured
her. But Roxanne was furious, she was sick of how people see her as a mistress
or some product for a pinup girl. Every time she encounters Enid, she became
annoyed with her since what happened before and thinks she's nothing more than
just an annoyance. Enid felt guilty as she tries to resolve things with Roxanne
but she is too closed minded that she refuses to speak until one day, Enid got
a knock on the door but she opened it and was surprised to see the smiling girl
of Ophelia standing in her doorway, "Howdy neighbor!" She said
brightly. She wasn't a neighbor nevertheless she always wanted to say that!
"Who are you?" Enid asked. Ophelia smiled as she enters inside with a
swift motion, "Just someone who has come and clear things up." She
said. Enid glances at her, "What do you mean?" She asked. "I
think this should help." replied Ophelia, holdng up the Moneta. Soon, Enid
was looking at Mogue's memories: The radio alarm clock blared with a crazy
man's voice: "Listen up! Get off your asses, tune in, and fight evil. It's
109 temperature is what it feels like down here! And don't worry, I’ll be
everything you need. I'll make you better and pick you up again, I'll be there
to watch over them and provide escape and protection. My main ambition is to
supply the public minority, doesn’t care about what happens in the aftermath of
the events soon to take place. The outcome is inevitable an cannot be changed
unless you fight harder. Make a difference, fight for what you want, and get
noticed!" Alarm clock is slammed, waking up is a 16 year old boy almost
17. His name is Mogue Vernon. Mogue is an average height guy with a small
build, short black hair and black eyes. His hair and eyes are brown, and starts
off wearing large square-rimmed glasses. His uniform is a white shirt and a
blackish blue blazer! Mogue is a thoughtful and nice person who is considered a
bit of a wimp. His mother was in the kitchen table, cup of coffee, the morning
paper. His father pays the bills, watch TV, day in day out, mow the grass,
there is a leak as he gets up to just to fix it again--It was the same routine.
He is tired of being manipulated and refuses to listen to any more teachings.
There are lots of thoughts that keep crowding him and annoying him. Something
that may have been a part of the preachings mentioned earlier, he was possibly
caught in a lie or a very bad situation, and telling the truth will save him
from this bad situation or redeem him from this lie. He is not gonna be left
alone with nothing to do! In his lifestyle; Mogue had a lot of people
criticizing him, but was blown them off but deep within him it made him
question things. He never really cared what other people said or thought of
him, whether it was good or bad he was always going to do what he wanted,
however he did alludes to him actually being insecure at times but then he
realizes what others say really doesn’t matter and so goes back to not caring
about it. He is different and a lot of people reject it because they don’t open
their minds and ears and actually listen to his ideals. He’s been through so
many tough situations and nobody can understand why he is the way he is. He resisted the ideal of carnal desires, narcotics, and
materialism. Because those sorts of things don’t have a lot of depth to him.
Mogue is a nice guy who treats women with respect, and dignity. If he was not
like this towards women he could say that he wasn’t a good guy to begin with
which is the opposite of who he really is. He isn’t like people on earth, he is
different from others. He doesn’t belong here, because he is different. Though
he is given money for anything he wants. However, he proclaims that he doesn’t
need help, and instead want to fund his dreamed lifestyle. fighting against the
various minions known as Wendigos. The corporate power of this force puts
everyone in a position where they must crawl through life, to be the one to
activates him. He wants love. Because he doesn’t need it right now, he’ll keep
it safe until he does, by putting it in a bag and burying it! It feels like
people are living a life entirely programmed and prescribed, nobody cares about
what it’s like to be the downer. All the heroes want to do is bring the party. He missed his younger years when himself and people could
just go and do stupid and crazy stuff without a care. There is a sense of
urgency, though the fact that the immediate dangers are set in a far-off city
could allude tendency to distance others from those in need. The outcast rebels
in the lands outside of the city and real-life outcasts looking for an answer
for their problems and pain. They are like little children as harmless, as
their prayers are now like daggers. The suffering of these children is like a
knife to heaven because it can’t do anything about it. Juvenile detention
facilities, and those who take medication who are dealing with every day. Neon
and garbage evoke urban decay, providing a deliberate contrast with the image
of angels as pure, wearing white robes and lacking technology and urbanization.
Neon angels go against every component of this. The apparent salvation of those
cast aside in the corporate urbanization of the city. The sky appearing, of all
of the pollution and smog often associated with industrial excess. Everyone wants to make a difference and leave a legacy, but
ironically no one actually wants to die in order to leave one behind. That
voice in his head ask: "Do you want to try to improve the world? And, more
importantly, what will you do to make it better? No matter what kind of
security you have, you are not safe from them and they will find a way into
your home or your property. Making a difference is like eating junk food leading to heart attacks that would burst. we ruin our
bodies by eating and living unhealthy lives, and then correct it with plastic
surgery. People want to hear dramatic stories about the stars and they want
gossip, tragedy and drama. Tantrums thrown by the stars, tragedy, war,
massacres and all the things people want to read about. You can have power and give yourself the things most often
associated with power. But then again, they don’t care about those trivial
things people talk about." The voice continued to talk, "Their fight
against evil is one of life and death they cannot afford to pay attention to
the conventions of society, like apologizing for their actions. Their
authority, the thing that allows them to do whatever they feel is necessary
without apology, is derived from the support of other people. We’re teenagers.
So basically, we’re idiots and we make some pretty stupid mistakes. At times
we’re going to fail and we’re crash and burn. But we are young and we are
powerful and we will get back up and fight. We get back up and try again and
again until we get it right because we are loaded with so much energy,
curiosity, stubbornness, and determination that we cannot fail and we will not
be broken. People are prepared and ready for action, waiting to be given
orders. People supposed to act like they are normal and complacent within
society, but instead to hold on to their true beliefs and spirit! It seems you
would rather do something violent in the cause of doing something good, rather
than sit by and allow events to unfold, instead of being subject to constant
senseless and emotionless state of nothing. Abnormal styles are one of the
stereotypical aspects of the rebellious youth--they are both a sign of
individuality, and a constant annoyance to the older generation. These are the
ways in which society can take away someone’s individuality, but they are still
caught in the explosion. Basically, let them do what they want to hold you
back--it won’t work. Be ready and willing to do something drastic to change
things for the greater good." But what can he did to change the world,
what greater good could he do to help other people. Nothing so he went to work
anyway. After work, he goes to this cafe and glances shyly at the girl behind
the counter. Every morning this girl watches him walk in with his plain,
ordinary clothes and matching shoes. His hair is combed neatly, he tug at his
glasses and he sit down just three tables down, she watches him in the
florescent glare. There's guys there, the girls always notice when they walk by
but he's not the type they don't know what this mysterious girl knows,
something that won't show through mundane tweads however that's fine with
Mogue. When people are young they generally are more open to new friends, ideas
and loves. Some argue whether it’s this or a redundant in which people live in.
But things change when Mogue came across the girl in a strange circumstances
when monsters with claws and the girl saved him. Mogue was shocked, looking at
her. The girl locked eyes with him and ran off in fear! He didn't know what to
say, however Mogue was amazed by this. That girl has already ran and he wants
to save her by running with her. The standard universal laws don’t apply to
him. This could be a declaration of how he is an individual, and can’t be
controlled. However, gravity also refers to graveness or seriousness, so he
could be saying that he doesn’t see the things other people find serious as
important to him. He has to escape from the societal suffocation. And this girl
could be only person to help him escape from this living hell! The girl said to
him, "It's hard to get past the walls around my heart but you have a
powerful, explosive, piercing smile. We’ve been through a lot and it shows but
we have a picture perfect dream on how we get out of this runaway life. He
wants to introduce chaos and anarchy. Calling it a town, he wants to threaten
those who disobey, take risks and leave in the mists of danger. Sometimes, the
people we have around us, aren’t the best for us, and can be very
annoying....You want to get away from them? Even when you loose the battle, you
can just leave those problems behind, and start again." Mogue looks at her
with a spellbound look. "Let me introduce myself, my name is
Roxanne.....Agent of Silver Branch!"
Mogue looked at her in shock, "You got to be kidding me, you are from the agency with the legendary agent....." He inquired. Roxanne nodded, finishing for him: "....Cassandra Endymion, yes I know. I met her in person." Mogue was excited to hear this, "I don't believe it!" He gasped. Roxanne smiled, "Believe in the magic, my darling." She said. Mogue looked away shyly, "She....Some people say she's an angel....Or maybe a demon or even something more incredible." He said. Roxanne grinned widely, "Those stories people tell you, some say are true but the other parts really aren't. I have no idea who she is really." She replied. She managed to get this timid boy into her recruitment of a squad. Later; Mogue looked at her poem as he turned to Roxanne and asked, "Who's the commander?" Roxanne looked at him, "I don't think you want to know." She said. "The Commander and Mr. Bad Man, Devils and Gods. What does it mean, Roxanne?" inquired Mogue. There was something that she was hiding and she does not want to tell! She is imaginative, sensitive, compassionate, kind, selfless and unworldly. She is intuitive, sympathetic, escapist, idealistic, secretive and vague. She is weak-willed and easily led. He is trapped in the jail cell that appears to be her sense of affection. She has locked him up in there; she may not actually love him as much as she’s in love with the idea of being in love. He doesn’t really seem to feel the same way about the whole thing. The relationship is very strong, but there is a sinister edge to the it. When she's down he will do anything to make her feel better. He doesn’t like saying something as cliché as that on a record, so he gets the message across in different words. On one hand, he is terrified at the thought of marriage, and on the other hand he is terrified of the thought of possibly giving her something by accident. He considers her to be some kind of princess, and having taken her what's her as he feels guilty about it. "I’ll only have said it once but it looks like I’m complaining all the time." thought Mogue. He is trapped in this girl's gaze and can’t find a way to escape. Once seeing that anamnesis display before him; Mogue gasped as he almost dropped it but Ophelia caught it in time. "I know, brutal huh. That guy kills her, she gets brought back and kills him but what you don't know is the psycho is now resurrected and will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Want my advice? Protect Roxanne with your life if you care to stay alive." She told him. Mogue was terrified and didn't know what to think because of this terror that lingers in his mind. At first; he’s afraid of feeling because when he does something tears him apart whether it’s his own self destruction or it’s his peers that do it. "Can you hear my heart beating so hard?" He thought. He’s always calling out for help because he’s sick of his human like feelings holding him back down. Now, he’s alive and he doesn’t regret a single thing. So much more to do. If he died, she wouldn’t mind. He has no regrets, and no desires. Mogue wants to be better in general, because he thinks he’s not good enough. He wants to be more creative and a better person overall. Ultimately, he wants to create something that is better than ever before. He wants the freedom to do whatever he wants, but he can’t always be completely free in everything he wants to do. Even within his passion, constraints exist. He learns that adults teach children that as they grow up, they’ll become less afraid and more confident. To go along with this sentiment, Mogue physicalizes fears as shrinking beings, since children tend to give them importance. Nowadays he’s insecure and is worrying about what others think about himself, unlike what people had told it him it would be like. He didn’t outgrow his fears, his fears grew up with him. When Mogue was a child, he and his friends would pretend to be different people, like some people pretend to be a superhero, doing crazy things like fly rocket ships. Just kids being kids. Kids play using their imaginations. They dream of what great things they want to become once they grow up. But he’s no longer a kid, which he misses. Mogue wishes he could return to a time when there was no stress or worries; back when he was young enough that his mother used to sing to him, because nowadays he’s stressed out. One night, Roxanne woke up in a white tank top and jeans as she had no shoes on her feet. She looked around and saw there Mogue was chained to a bed. Roxanne looked around and she saw Darren Goths, who is responsible for this atrocity. Darren Goths wasn't his real name, it was Spencer Thorn as he explains his purpose of his torturing is more likely to be a pleasuring thing for him: "I do this for awhile with no break. Over the years, torture with sadism and bondage tendencies takes a toll on me but I can never get enough...." He continued as he puts gloves on and placed gags on his victims' mouths, "No matter how I complain about how life is difficult for my work; I always need the rush to be the tormentor of extreme pain. Now....Let's play!" And he begin his nightmarish hell by being whipped with cat o'nine tails with sharp needle-like pins attached to them, electric shocks, and Spencer is shouting things such as, "C'mon my ugly scum, moan for me!" Roxanne and Mogue were in pain as their moans were muffled, their whimpers and grunts were stifled as well as their sobbing. Roxanne woke up, chained up by her wrists again as she looked around as she saw Spencer was freeing her and the others. By this point, Roxanne snapped as she took his cat o'nine tails with sharp needle-like pins attached to them and whipped Spencer, who cried out in pain. Roxanne is shouting things such as, "C'mon my worthless pet! Worthless bastard, moan for me!" Something inside of them snapped, Spencer managed to break free as he tackled Roxanne and try to kill her. In his uncontrollable anger; Mogue strangled Spencer to death while Spencer pleaded for his life. Mogue's fear turned into apathy, lacking any emotion of Spencer for what he has done. But then, they are horrified for what they done and escaped in tears for their actions however they both comforted each other as killing enemies is a way of survival. After seeing this, Enid felt bad and ask Ophelia if there is anything she could do. "Sure! Be nice, be kind, and don't make her feel like a pinup. I mean, she was treated very badly like one." Ophelia said. Enid was shocked to hear this and Ophelia left. Enid came across Roxanne and apologize, she said she wasn't trying to made Roxanne feel like a product. Roxanne forgives her as she is surprised by how she isn't a bad person after all. Meanwhile; Rory was hiding, she had her hand over her mouth but she trembled despite staying quiet. She peeked out to see Elwyn in the debris, the room was dark but not too dark as there was a dim of light in the room coming from the sunlight. Rory didn't want to be here when Elwyn was around and she quietly edge away without making a noise but she couldn've sworn she saw Elwyn glance in her direction and she ducked down. She muffled her breathing, "Shit! I'm dead. I'm going to die." as she sank deeper. Then; Rory nearly jumped as she heard the door slammed open! "Well? Are you coming or not?" Dominic's voice snapped, "We have to go--Now!" Footsteps went away fast. And then, Elwyn's retreating figure disappeared and the door close. Rory sighed, releasing her palm from her lips. She panted for breath, "Thank my lucky stars!" whispered Rory. And she left from the other side of the door and walked from the room she was in. While strolling out, Rory told herself over and over again: "Home free, I'm home free." Just then, she felt an arm ensnared around her neck and Rory gasped with fright. "OK, maybe not!" She thought. "Hello Rory, fancy meeting you here." Dominic said. "Dominic! It's you!" stuttered Rory nervously. "So, you do remember me. I'm touched!" Dominic sneered. His tongue licked lecherously down Lena's neck, she shuddered and bit her lip to keep her teeth from chattering, "You look good enough to eat. I can still smell your innocence a mile away." Dominic remarked. But heard a voice calling out to him, "Dominic! Come on, let's go!" Dominic was about to let Rory go but then he said, "Oh, here's something to remember me by...Rory." Dominic made his move as his mouth was against Rory's, she was beyond shock but she felt aroused with that lecherous tongue moving around inside. But Rory pushed him away, the smugness was on Dominic's face and hurried away! That night; Rory woke up from a bad dream as she was panting and gasping for breath. Finally, after having a chance to calm down; Rory lied down on the couch in her sheer nightgown. Dominic watched her sleep and slept beside her as he wrapped his arms around her. Rory woke up in her own bed, she was panting and gasping for breath. But she could never forget the way Dominic liplock her that way. It was too weird for her!
Something was making Jennifer feel these nerve wrecking feelings inside and she didn't know why she was feeling this way.
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