Revelation

[center] [B]Name-[/B] Daigon Bluethunder [B]Age-[/B] 53 [B]Gender-[/B] Male [B]Race-[/B] Tauren [B]Class-[/B] Warrior [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://www.blizzard.com/inblizz/fanart/images/screens/ss242.jpg]Daigon Bluethunder[/URL] [B]Abilities-[/B] [i]Cleave-[/i] Daigon is able to use a sweeping attack that damages his weapon but also does damage to the enemy and anyone nearby. It is useful when fighting multiple enemies at once but if the enemies are asleep, Cleave will wake them up. [i]Heroic Strike[/i]- A strong attack that increases the melee damage on Daigon?s next attack. [B]Weapon-[/B] Daigon uses an axe given to him by the Tauren chief, which has been blessed by a Troll Shaman and created by an Orc Blacksmith. [B]Personality-[/B] Though large and behemoth-like, Daigon is a peaceful Tauren who does not cause conflict with others. He stays calm in every situation and is known to be the peacekeeper of many things, as well as the foundation on which others depend on. (Currently In Hiatus)) [B]Character Snippet, or Biography-[/B] (Currently In Hiatus)[/center]

[center]Walking ahead of the group, Tomoya thought back to when they stood and introduced each other. He remembered the positions, the features, and the muscles that tensed and untensed within each person. He distinctly remembered Hauken, the youngest who ran in asking what they were supposed to be doing. He thought of Hauken as a hyperactive child who takes pride in his swordsmanship and in whom he generally wants to be known as- a great swordsman who has experienced something terrible but lives life to the fullest. Then there was the male that was walking beside Hauken, the one known was Tetsuya. Tomoya couldn?t exactly pinpoint on who this male was but as he looked over the male, he soon realized that he was more of a solitary person who?s been through much and portrays himself as a wise, old sage who has been in many a battle yet speaks not a word of it for he respects what he does. Although, something hints to Tomoya that this young man hides behind this barrier, guarding off any worries or insolent words but somehow will break free from the barrier and open up, should the occasion arise. Walking a bit further, Rieur stopped and listened to something whistling in the wind. Fayth stopped beside and stopped the others, who turned around and looked at the two women who stood there. The others wondered why she stopped and was trying to listen but she looked at Tomoya with a serious look on her face. ?Arrows are being shot from a high point beyond the forest.? Rieur listened to the arrows a bit more. ?I think we should get a move on towards the castle.? Nodding, Tomoya let the blades in his glove extend and that cued for the others to ready their own weapons. He walked on with a faster pace but with caution, acknowledging to the others that they should head out towards the castle, if they wanted to help their comrades. He tried hard to keep his mind on the task at hand but was having a difficult time with trying to figure out what sort of people his team was. Knowing himself, Tomoya let himself think over the people before fully letting himself comply as to who the others were. The next person that Tomoya thought of was Fayth, the other female who walked beside Rieur. To him, Fayth was a female who had an almost aristocratic atmosphere. Her pose spoke of the female as a quiet, yet polite woman who studied underneath the most famous of teachers but her demeanor said much more. It spoke of a kind hearted person who felt uncomfortable with large groups or with people she knew very little of, which would explain her silent eyes. This then reminded him of Rieur, the female archer who had a keen hearing. Rieur was a happy-go-lucky person who looked like she was temperamental in many ways and could, in spite of how she looked, talk her way out of anything, even in the face of danger. She had a high sense of happiness about her and almost had an insanely joyous tone to her voice. With so many thoughts running through his mind, Tomoya couldn?t hear the others speak to him but when one thought slipped past him, he distinctly heard Hauken. ?How far are we from the castle?? Tomoya looked down to the boy and saw his bright eyes looking up at him. ?Are we near it?? ?Judging by our pace and the density of this forest, I?d say that we?ve passed the halfway point and are nearly there.? Hauken nodded and went about his business, talking with Tetsuya. The chirpy boy reminded him of past times when he was a child. He dared not try to remember what his life was like back then but knowing that he was taken in and that his sister was living in paradise, just as he had always wanted her to live in. Sighing, Tomoya let his mind run back to the present and make him realize that they were already at the castle?s border. ?Prepare yourselves.?[/center]

[size=1][color=#E8170D][B]Name-[/B] Jackson O?Donnell [B]Age-[/B] 24 [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://img355.imageshack.us/my.php?image=robertpattinson1ud.jpg]Jackson[/URL] has the appearance of a Country musician but isn?t perceived to be one. He wears a jean jacket over a dark gray shirt and loose, baggy jeans with the vintage rips and holes all about them. He occasionally wears a white and black sports hat but would rather let the wind blow through his hair. [B]Abilities-[/B] Oddly, Jackson doesn?t believe he has an ability but as he walks the streets, he randomly feels the hairs on his neck prickle and a cold chill run down his spine, making him shiver even though there is not a single cold wind to be felt. What Jackson doesn?t realize is that he is able to sense another?s ability but only he cannot compel himself to pinpoint on the exact location. It can only lead him so far before the ?radar? dies. Yet, with the ability to sense, Jackson can mimic an ability which allows him to use theirs with the same limitations. The strange thing about Jackson?s ability is that each time he copies an ability, a small bit of the power becomes infused with him, albeit, it can be quite dangerous if he does not know how to control the ability.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#E3170D][B]Name-[/B] Bao Xu, he is also known as the Grim Reaper. [B]Age-[/B] 31 years of age [B]Gender-[/B] Male [B]Role-[/B] Legendary Beast Clan Assassin [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://img94.imageshack.us/img94/2059/crazyset8mz.jpg]Bao Xu[/URL] appears to be a small built man who is lanky and without strength but looks can deceive when they are of the Legendary Beast Clan. Though Bao Xu may appear small and unfit for battle, he is by far one of the greatest that the Clan has and will put into battle. His demeanor may seem demure but his actions are louder than he for he believes that if one has words greater than his head, his head will be the first to fall but should one have words equal to what he does, then he may be spared. Temperamental but also humble, one would think that Bao Xu was an aristocratic member of a royal family. He has a posture and demeanor of a noble man but with his scars, it would place a deathly scare upon those who would first meet him. He is seen wearing an intricate outfit with a panther that replaces the dragon and orchids that replace what appears to be a bonsai tree. He also wears a black robe over his clothes at the appropriate times for it replicates the robes that the Shi-Tien Yen-Wang would wear. Albeit, Bao Xu wears clothes, he can constantly be seen with new sets of scars everyday. One does not know what Bao Xu does on his own time or in the room he excludes himself into. [B]Weapon-[/B] Like most of the Legendary Beasts, Bao Xu uses an assortment of weapons. He is taught in the ways of tanto-jitsu, the forgotten art of knife throwing and knife defense, as well as taijutsu- hand-to-hand combat, dakentaijutsu, jutaijutsu, and several other styles of jutsu. He also uses forbidden arts of ninjutsu that was passed down from his predecessor to him. Among his weapons, though, he uses a [URL=http://ecmas.com/Ornamental%20Weapons/1769.jpg]Twin Hook Sword[/URL] that hooks together and can be swung like a projectile. This is a weapon that can be charged with his shadow powers, making it create waves of darkness or bolts. The extent of this is undetermined but used correctly, the Twin Hook Sword can become a terrible weapon. He also uses a pouch filled [URL=http://www.hdmartialart.com/prodimages/wsweapons/doubledagger.jpg]poisoned kunai[/URL] that have a hidden compartment in the hilt used for many different things and a cross bow and a quiver filled with poisoned arrows. For many different situations, Bao Xu has many different weapons. Though he may have many weapons, he is fonder of taijutsu for the contact with the opponent, the thrill of defeating and killing is something that excites him and fills him with adrenaline. [B]Power-[/B] Ultimately, Bao Xu is the greatest weapon that mankind has yet to see. He has the strength ten-folded by a thousand mass, an agility that outruns even the fastest creature, a mind so ravenous that it can devour any information given unto him, and his stealth is like that of a chameleon, always adapting to its environment, never seen, heard, or known. He also takes on the certain attributes of a cat, the claws and quick reflexes, as well as their impeccable enhanced senses. His knowledge gains new information and holds it well and in essence, he is able to calculate a man?s mass, speed, and amount of power he is able to output within a matter of seconds, albeit, he cannot calculate a man?s attacks. Yet, Bao Xu is able to wield any weapon comfortably and use it to his own advantage, for he is a master of weaponry and his hands are made to wield any weapon or object that he picks up. Other than the fact that Bao Xu is a super human prowess that surpasses almost any thing ?normal?, he is surely a force to be reckoned but he also has powers that are quite abnormal and unusual. He possesses powers that all coincide with each other but sometimes differ. The first of his powers is the power of telepathy, where Bao Xu is able to create illusions of one?s fear and desire, manifesting them to life. Along with that, he is able to read one?s mind as well as hypnotize them, almost ?forcing? them to do as he pleases to a certain degree. The more general effect of his telepathy gives him the ability to remember nearly everything that he has seen or heard and even use telepathic ?probing? if you will. It permits Bao Xu so listen or view one?s thoughts, but he can only hold it for such a time. This power is one of his weakest and can wear him out easily if he channels too much. Bao Xu?s strongest power is the element of shadow. With this element, he is known as the lord of darkness, using and bending the element to his own will. Creating weapons from the shadows to walking in the shadows, these are not the only tricks that Bao Xu has up his sleeves. He is able to manipulate the shadow and create portals, weapons, objects; almost devise anything from the shadow just to fit his needs. Whether it be a defensive move or an offensive attack, Bao Xu?s shadow control has become dangerous and lethal, a power that is filled with such violence. [B]Personality-[/B] Bao Xu is a man who is slightly psychotic, twisted if you may. He is a sadistic, quick-witted, and abnormal masochist who derives from the pleasure of pain and torment. He despises many things and favors very little, though if something appealing came across him, he would find every detailed fault or flaw in that person, place, or thing. Often is he depicted to be cutting himself or torturing his own body either for the pleasure or one does not know why he does such a thing. One of the very few things that Bao Xu is fond of is fighting. It is something that he lives for and loves fighting until death. He does not believe that fighting determines one?s strength or courage but merely their strategies and how quick they react to their environment and their opponent. It is merely a mind game as well as a body game that one must learn to understand and desire a will to win. That would be his other fond thing, a desire. There are many things that man does just for the desire of something. He may give off all of his money just to win a single game of cards or even give away his wife for a new one. Even so, it is desire that intrigues him so and it is desire that feeds him the power to do what he must in a world filled with weak souls and minds that cannot take on the full extent of a desire. Bao Xu may be vicious man that most would never cross path with but he cannot be mistaken for the work that he has done. Unlike most people, he is well respected but also feared, and even more, he is treated as a leader not a follower. Though he may be slightly insane, Bao Xu still has half of a right mind that thinks clearer than most and has eyes that can see into the souls of others, judging them for who they really are. He may not seem passable but his actions speak louder than words and in spite of all that is about him, one cannot judge too quickly. The panther, a great and vigorous creature that isolates itself from a pride or pack of other creatures is the animal that Bao Xu takes on the persona of. It is a rogue that teaches itself the hardships of survival and life through learning from their mistakes. The panther, to him, says many a great deal but in few words or less. It is associated with strength and honor, as well as pride and dignity. It is also associated with enigma and esoteric ways that most cannot comprehend. The panther is creature than can meander but never falters its path though it may be detoured. It has the ability to understand many aspects and even then is it still a mysterious creature in the end. [B]Character Snippet-[/B] With the eyes of a maniacal man, Bao Xu stayed hidden in the brush. He watched the Emperor?s soldiers rest their feet and the horses, knowing that they had to move forward soon, if they did not want to be caught in a bout with any unfortunate people on the road. The soldiers had an unwary movement about them. They were more or less concerned with the heat than they were with other people. The horses, on the other hand, sensed someone around them but the soldiers didn?t listen to their pounding feet or their trembling bodies. ??Tis time to depart from our resting point. I believe the horses are rested as are we. Come, let us leave this place.? ?Leave, you shall not.? Bao Xu?s voice sounded but his figure was nowhere to be seen. The soldiers unsheathed their swords and readied themselves for any attack that should come. ?Let?s play. I?ve become tired of cutting away at a poor and unfortunate passerby?s.? ?Who are you?! I command you to show yourself!? When Bao Xu didn?t appear himself before the soldiers, the commanding officer grew impatient yet wary. ?I said come out!? ?Should I come out, your life will end in one quick moment. But... if that is your ?command?, then show myself, I shall.? With a menacing laugh, Bao Xu covered the area in which the soldiers occupied with what appeared to be darkness. The soldiers? feet scurried in their place but what they couldn?t see was the scarred man standing before them with eyes of a maniacal man filled with desire to torture and to find pleasure in pain. They couldn?t see Bao Xu, the notorious Grim Reaper, who was known to either slowly kill his victims or let them find their own death. Feeling bored, Bao Xu moved with the shadow and with his twin hook swords, he slashed the soldier, causing them to cry out in pain, panicking the others into finding Bao Xu or trying to find a way out of the darkness. This caused a bit of liking to Bao Xu and encouraged him more to gather the soldiers together and slash away at their bodies, bloodying the ground they stood upon, and listening to their screaming cries. When the cries silenced and the darkness cleared, all that could be seen were the soldiers? heads the branches that protruded from the trees around with blood dripping from their severed heads. Their bodies laid around in pieces with a blood stained ground as their resting place. In the middle of the crimson blood and dusty road was a sign with the words, ?Death is a gift that one should be careful to watch for, for death comes to those who the Grim Reaper seeks.? [B]EDIT:[/B] If there's anything that needs to be clarified, please feel free to ask.[/size][/color]

[center] Upon crossing the waters to the other ship, the only things that could be heard were the sounds of shouts and cries, as well as blades clashing, cannons booming, and guns shooting through air. Each member from both ships was busily fighting each other and had their hands tied, fending each other in a bout. Though, it seemed as if Black Orchid seemingly walked through as if she was invisible and that was exactly how it had appeared, not a single person realized that she was on the ship nor did anyone see her pass by. It was only when Black Orchid cracked the Snake Whip into the air and made them all the heads turn. Smirking, Black Orchid could see faces paling while others held tightly onto their weapons. They all knew who she was by face and retired name yet they did not have the chance to meet who she truly was. They feared her for she had great power in the past, as she still does now, but furthermore, they feared the fact that she possessed, what most would believe, a witch?s name. Suddenly, the Meran ship was caught off guard and several people disappeared from where they stood. This had set uproar and pistols shot into the air, trying to hit any shadow that moved. Black Orchid disappeared from where she stood and right after she vanished from sight, people were suddenly being thrown over the edge of the ship, all not knowing what had hit them. Each of them could only see a blur of black flying towards them and barely touching them. As Black Orchid went around fighting the Meran crew members, she could see Red going off to find the Captain. Turning around, she was faced by the blade of a man she once knew, a man who once lived in Middleton and left to become the Captain of the Guard but instead he was the commanding officer on the ship, just below the Captain. He chuckled and swirled his blade around and made it so that he could lean against it. ?It?s a pleasure to see you again, [i]Heiress[/i]. ?The pleasure should be mine, Little Allie.? The color of red soon overtook the man?s face and he cleared his throat, while Black Orchid stood there laughing. ?Is Little Allie a bit flustered or does he just need a nap? Should I call...Nanny?? ?You?ll learn to watch your words in front of the Commanding Officer of this ship! I order you and the members on the Dauntless to surrender. If not I [i]will[/i] use force!? Still with a smirk on her face, Black Orchid took out her Scorpion Sword and twirled it with ease. It seemed light and flimsy but when others would hold it or even try to handle it, the weight would be unbearable and the strange style would be foreign to them. It was the perfect weapon for Black Orchid to use in close combat. ?Black Orchid surrenders to no one nor does the crew that follows Red.? Once again, Black Orchid vanished from sight and she was nowhere to be found. This confused Alexis Harleton and made him feel a bit weary and cautious, making him look twice before he stepped anywhere. ?If you won?t use force, then I shall...? The Snake Whip lunged forward and bit into Alexis? wrist, wrapping tightly around it so that it burned and bled. ?Just as I had done ten years ago!? While the others fought, Alexis and Black Orchid were in their own world, battling each other and countering each other?s moves, not wanting to be defeated. She had a distinct hatred for this man but then again, there were many things that she hated but this man was at the top of the list. Black Orchid pulled a few tricks from her sleeve and dispersed them towards Alexis, furthering his mind to become confused. Throughout all this, Black Orchid did not realize that she was being called nor did she realize anything at all. She only wanted to see this man wounded and injured, just the way she had seen him ten years ago. The Snake Whip bit into him several times, tearing his skin and clothing apart, creating shallow yet painful slits across his body, while the Scorpion Sword was used to attack Alexis? sword. ?I was wanted ten years ago and I still am but I won?t return to the people that exiled me from their hearts. I will not tolerate people that destroy and rid others? of their lives nor will I tolerate people like you!? With each move she made, Black Orchid was closer to defeating him and rendering him helpless but she knew that she couldn?t kill him. She wasn?t a person who killed because she had to, she only killed during certain, specific situations and this was not one of those situations. Black Orchid merely cracked the whip against his skin and slashed him well enough so that he was wounded with many shallow cuts and almost in pain from moving. She wanted to watch him squirm just as he had done her ten years ago. Though this was ten years ago, Black Orchid does not let go of such hatred and baggage unless for a good reason and Alexis was a reason that she had since young age. She wanted to watch him scream for mercy when she pained him like nothing else on earth. Her world was suddenly returned when the call for the crew was shouted once more and she held tightly onto her weapons before turning away from the man who kneeled on the floor with a bloody body. She walked quickly to the place where Red was and took the thought of Alexis out of her mind. She smiled slightly and knew that she was mildly pleased with her work. Knowing Alexis, she knew that he would find a way to destroy the crew and she would be ready to destroy him.[/center]

[center]The two began to circle each other, watching each movement that each other made, and allowing the other to believe otherwise about them and what they have to bring to the table. One opponent had the ferocity of defeating a challenger and taking with her, the power that the previous Chosen had taken before, while the other had the viscosity and determination of defeating the beast that possessed a power far greater than mankind should ever know and taking with him, the name of Chimaera. From the lion?s mouth, fire spat out and seemed to have hit Tomoya but upon looking closer, Tomoya was nowhere in sight. He wasn?t injured nor was he in the line of fire. Chimaera slowly walked towards the place where he stood and realized her mistake when she let her guard down. Tomoya jumped down from the stalactite that hung from the roof of the cave and slashed Chimaera?s right forepaw as it came up to swipe at him. The beast roared in pain and spat out fire once more but with his gloves, Tomoya was able to protect himself from the fire. [B]Insolent fool! You believe you can defeat me?! It took Bellerophon the help of a winged horse to defeat me in myth. Who are you to say that you can sly me, child?![/B] The voice of the goat rose above all else and bellowed greatly. ?I?m merely a man who wants to harness a great power that the weapon of the previous Chosen once wielded.? [B]If that is all you want, then so be it.[/B] The Chimaera laid herself down and stretched out. The lion?s head then conversed amongst the other two heads upon her body. [B]We have decided, young one, that you will go through three tests, each one standing for the three heads that we are.[/B] The serpent?s voice was quiet yet mysterious. It had a hint of quizzical intelligence within it. [B]The first test will be the lion?s. Hers is that of courage and valor (spirit). The next will be the goat?s test. Hers is that of endurance and determination (strength). The last will be mine. My test is of knowledge and judgment (wisdom).[/B] Standing once more, Chimaera sat on her hind legs and watched Tomoya carefully. [B]Now then, are you ready for the first?[/B] Tomoya nodded and readied himself. [B]Then come with me.[/B] The two left the cavernous room and came to another cave. [B]Your test awaits you.[/B] As soon as Tomoya turned to see that Chimaera was gone, the roar of a lion was heard and Tomoya readied himself. He entered the cave and then heard a large thud as soon as he was fully within the cave. The light was dim but as he walked on, several torches of fire were burning brightly, giving his eyes a rest from the darkness. Just then, a lion?s paw stroke out from the dark and nearly thrashed Tomoya against the wall. Luckily, he slashed the lion first before anything could happen. From the darkness, a great lion emerged and Tomoya soon realized that this was one of the labors of Hercules, killing the invincible lion that terrorized the hills of Nemea. The lion watched him carefully, just as Chimaera did but the lion was more clumsy and foolish in its movements, attacking first and not defending itself when it should. Tomoya had somewhat of a difficult time gaining the upper hand but throughout the battle, he lunged and avoided, trying to stay alive. It took Tomoya several tries before he was able to get near the lion. Each moment felt as if it had been his last but Tomoya kept pressing on and on, knowing that if he did not finish this task he would not gain the respect and power of the Chimaera. His mindset was on defeating this beast and going onto the next task, finishing this so that he can return to the world he lives in. [i]I will not allow myself to be like this. I?ve got to keep at it until I find a way to bring that thing down.[/i] Tomoya was afraid he may not be able to kill the beast but rid himself of that thought and focused on the task at hand, getting near the beast and trying to find a way to fight it. He then saw that the lion lunged towards him and jumped onto its back. The lion tried to get the boy off of its back but Tomoya held on tight and never let go. With his right glove, Tomoya stabbed the lion between the shoulder blade and the roar of the lion pained into the air and it fell, breathing heavily, rendered helpless. The lion was soon calm and roared in pain. It was then that Chimaera appeared from the doorway and beckoned Tomoya out. The lion?s head was impressed that Tomoya had injured the lion. Most would have tried to find a way out but the boy took his time to try and immobilize the creature before anything else. Chimaera led Tomoya outside and sat on its hind legs once more, looking at Tomoya with a bit more care. She was satisfied with all that he had done. [B]You?ve finished each test with wonder.[/B] The lion?s head spoke with amaze and was proud. ?I beg your pardon? I finished the tests?? [B]Haha, correct you are. You see, we didn?t say that each was going to be an individual or if you were going to be tested all together.[/B] The serpent?s head was laughing and in a joyous mood. [B]You?ve shown us that you have spirit, strength, and wisdom. And in essence of that, we are humbled and honored to be with you.[/B] The beast bowed to Tomoya and once more, he fell into a dark trance as the beast and all that was around him began to disappear.[/center]

[size=1][color=#191970]The group of taicho and fukutaicho followed after the low-ranking Shinigami and soon found them selves watching Sado battling the Hollow-Faced Shinigami. Several people readied their Zanpukutoh but knew that they had to allow Sado to finish his battle with the Hollow one for it was honor and pride. Koroga, Yakuta, Inoue, and several other taicho stood with Kane as they watched Sado become a rag-doll for the Hollow-faced Shinigami to play with. Fists curled, eyes flared with rage, and the lower-ranking warriors trembled with fear. Of all the creatures that should enter the courts, it had to be the Shinigami. Helplessly, the others had to watch Sado fight against this powerful enemy, watch as he was brutally beaten by a monster that was once someone?s confidante, someone?s companion. Several others gasped and hid behind others, while most faked their outer appearance with courage and stood there, watching everything but Kane knew that they all feared the most. She could see it deep within their eyes and more so, she felt it. [i]Here you are, once again, within these walls. I wonder how you must feel deep within that mask. I wonder if you feel anything at all or if you?re just nothing but a hollowed beast that walks amongst the souls. Whether you feel, know, or sense it, your time is nearing, your time will soon end.[/i] ?Will he be alright, Miyami-fukutaichi?? Inoue stood beside Kane and watched. The Shun Shun Rikka floated beside Inoue and watched as well. ?Miyami-fukutaicho, do we stand a chance against him?? ?It?s hard to tell. Sado is strong but the exiled Shinigami is quite powerful.? Inoue looked on with a teary-eye. She hated seeing anyone that she loved in pain above anything else. She had a kind soul and all knew it. Kane didn?t know what else to say except, ?Shinpai shinaide, Inoue. We?ll defeat him. Even if everyone is badly hurt, I?ll fight till my last breath and protect this Society, just as Kenpachi and Jidanbou did, I promise you that.? [I]If all else fails and there are only a handful left, lend me your strength and I?ll fight this monster till death. I?ll help the others and we?ll become the last line of defense that Soul Society has. In my power, I promise, not a shred of soul will be left of the Hollow-Faced Shinigami. He?ll pay for the pain that he has caused in all of us.[/i][/size][/color]

[center]Upon waking up, Tomoya had realized that he wasn?t anywhere near where he had last been. There was not a human soul in sight nor was there life at all. Slowly, Tomoya stood up and saw that he was wearing the gloves that had strange openings on the gloves. When he had inspected them, three metallic blades extended from within the gloves and a strange emblem began to shine on the back of his hands. A sudden blast of cold wind swirled around Tomoya, grasping at him as if the winds had hands. It was then that he had begun to survey his surroundings. There was a misty fog that covered the area; it was almost impossible for the human eye to make out anything. But Tomoya focused on his area and listened, as well as watched. There were old trees that were gray of color and almost dead, the ground on which Tomoya stood upon was dry with dead leaves and dried earth, and the towering trees almost covered the sky, therefore light was barely seen. As Tomoya walked ahead, he noticed something move amongst the trees. He readied the gloves and walked with caution, knowing that something could easily attack him if he wasn?t careful. Another sudden movement had caused Tomoya to turn and turn again. He stayed in his place and found himself in another part of the dead forest. The blades were extended and Tomoya watched every corner of the forest. A blur appeared then whispers were heard but suddenly silenced when the sound of something moving stopped. [B]Who are you to enter the Poisoned Forest?[/B] A serpent-like voice hissed and spoke. The words almost flowed around the entire area. ?That is irrelevant to what my task is.? [B]It is not irrelevant in the matter that you have entered a world that is not your own. Do you still wish to continue?[/B] ?I don?t wish, I want.? [B]Very well. If you continue forward, you shall come to the base of a volcano.[/B] The fog had began to thin and a path was shown through the trees. [B]Though it is dormant, there are several inhabitants that will not be as kind as I to let you pass. Tell them my name and they may allow you passage.[/B] ?And what is your name?? [B]I am a serpent with glowing eyes and two heads at each end. I feast upon ants and poison pours from my mouth. My name also means ?to go both ways.? Figure it out and you shall have my name.[/B] The voices left and the sounds were gone, leaving Tomoya with only a path. Cocking a brow, Tomoya went on through the path, which closed off as soon as he placed his feet within the path. Oddly enough, he could see a large volcano and knew that he had to get to the top. Walking on the path, Tomoya thought of the riddle or whatever it was that the voice spoke of. He walked on and on and stopped at the base of the mountain. He thought and stood, while walking up the mountain when a strange bull-like creature nearly rammed into him. The creature turned and dug its hooves into the ground. It was quite ornery and ferocious, which had meant that Tomoya had come upon the second domain that the serpent spoke of. [B]Who are you and how did you come across the Meadows of Lycia?[/B] ?You won?t know my name but a serpent had shown me a path that led me here.? [B]Serpent? You passed the Poisoned Forest unharmed? I congratulate you, but I assure you that I won?t be as kind.[/B] The creature raised its head and watched Tomoya?s every movement. [B]Tell me, what is the name of the serpent that sent you here?[/B] ?His name...? Tomoya thought carefully and suddenly realized what the serpent?s name was. ?His name is Amphisbaena, the two headed serpent.? [B]Amphisbaena sent you here? That cowardice.[/B] The bull-like creature shook its head and walked up to Tomoya. [B]Follow me.[/B] Another path emerged from the mountain and bull took him up the pathway and stopped. His long hair shook over his bull-like head and his voice bellowed like a strange horn. [B]Follow the path until you get to the top of the mountain. There you shall find a pride of lions and there you shall know where to find [i]her[/i]. Tell them that Catoblepas sent you and no harm shall come your way.[/B] Still walking ahead, Tomoya found it odd that these creatures lived here all together in peace. What was stranger was they called whatever ruled this mountain by the pronoun, ?her?. Tomoya shook his head and tired of himself from walking. He didn?t come to play ?Find the Beast? nor did he arrive to listen to any creature speak. He was there for a reason and that reason was to fight and slay the beast. At last, the temperature rose and embers from the volcano?s mouth began to spit out. Lions roared and were ready to attack but were stopped when Tomoya had explained where he had come from. The lions found this reasonable and knew that this human would be the one searching for the name that he had come for. They sat around the edge of the volcano?s mouth and waited for Tomoya. [B]Enter the mouth and there you shall find [i]her[/i]. She is waiting for you and I?m quite sure you are ready to see her.[/B] Shrugging, Tomoya entered the mouth of the volcano and was found in a strange cavernous area. He looked around and felt himself being watched. The blades extended and Tomoya walked further ahead. Suddenly, a breath of fire sprouted from nowhere and nearly scathed him. [B]Who are you to enter the Mountain of Chimaera?[/B] ?No one.? [B]No one, you say? Well then. As No One, you shall die![/B] ?I digress. It is not I that will die but you.? The beast showed herself and was shown as a creature with the head of serpent in the middle, a lion?s head on the left, and a goat?s head on the right. Its forefront was that of the lion?s and the back of the goat?s with the serpent?s tail and scales covering the top of the beast. It also possessed dragon-like wings that created a fierce wind whenever it moved. Tomoya presumed it to be [URL=http://www.thanasis.com/modern/chimbel.jpg]Chimaera[/URL]. He had gotten himself this far, without having to fight anything and was ready to defeat this beast, to do whatever it takes. But how was he supposed to defeat a flying beast that spit out fire and venom at anytime it pleased. [B]To release the power of Chimaera, you must first defeat me.[/B] ?Myth has it, Bellerophon slew you once and I can slay you too.?[/center]

[B]Name-[/B] [URL=http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/3179/musica7ph.jpg]Sun Zhen[/URL] (Last name, First name) [B]Age-[/B] 17 [B]Continent You Live On-[/B] Asia- Baotou, China [B]Character Snippet-[/B] A blood-curdling scream echoed throughout the hollowed halls in a desolate building. One girl ran through one hall, away from the scream as fast as she could to get away. Each step that she took was one step closer towards freedom and help. For in her mind, there was no way in hell that she could go back and help the others, not just yet. For the situation at hand was a bit unrealistic for anyone to imagine. The sounds of heavy footsteps were heard behind the girl but they were a bit muffled and distant. The screaming had stopped and only her heavy breathing could be heard as she ran through the hallway, turning here and there, trying to escape. In the back of her mind, she hoped that her friend was not dead and still alive so that she wouldn?t be alone in this ordeal. The girl soon came to a fork in the road, if you could say, and looked around. To her right was another hallway, in front of her was a doorway, leading to God-knows-what, and to her left was a stairway. The girl tried to visualize the different paths and etched them into her mind, the consequences that could erupt from them. As she stood there thinking, the sound of heavy footsteps had stopped. The only thing that could be heard was the whistling of a knife being thrown at her. Upon hearing this, the girl turned and quickly ducked. She looked behind and could see the shadow of a monster that took her friends. It had a guiltless and hungry grin upon its face and something told her that he wanted her and would do just about anything to get to her. ?I?ve got you now, precious. Come to daddy and we?ll make this all go away.? His gruff voice made the hairs on her neck stand up. ?Come on, come to daddy.? He laughed a sadistic laugh and started to walk towards the girl. Standing up straight, the girl ran for the knife and picked it up. She knew that it would come in handy in case of any emergency. She then ran up the stairs, away from the monster that was coming to get her. There were several flights that she ran up but she knew that if she stopped, she wouldn?t live. Finally, the flights of stairs had stopped and she was at the first level of the building. She stopped to catch her breath but soon heard footsteps behind her and quickly ran towards an open door. She tried to quietly catch her breath as she looked outside. He was nearing and she knew it. She held tightly onto the knife and slowly got on her knees. She crawled out of the door and hid behind a large object. ?Pre~cious, oh Pre~cious. Come out, come out wherever you are.? His voice was heard and she knew he was near. ?I know you?re here somewhere. Just come out and you won?t get hurt.? Closing her eyes, the girl ran towards the door but was stopped by the man. She was tackled onto the wall. She looked at him and tried to push away but she wasn?t strong enough. He then showed her that he had both knives and juggled the two with one hand. ?Let?s play a game, Precious.? Fearing death wasn?t on her mind but what he was going to do was what scared her the most. She tried to still escape but couldn?t. She was then pushed upward and she tried to kick him but it did not do anything. He laughed a hellish laugh and his voice turned gruesome and dark. ?You can?t hurt me, Precious.? The man was still laughing and he suddenly threw her onto the ground. ?You can?t do anything.? Waking up in a cold sweat, Zhen looked around her. She was still in her room and gasping for breath. Her dream had felt completely real and knew that the man in her dream was a monster from her past, a monster that had once tried to hurt her family. Zhen shook her head and got out of her bed. She opened her balcony door and walked outside to get some fresh air. The breeze was cool and refreshing; it felt like a wave of cold sheets that wrapped around her, keeping her safe. There was something about that dream that still made her frightened. Why, of all things, would she dream of a brutal fiend who tried to hurt her family? Was it a dream or could it have meant something?

[size=1][color=#191970]Once again, I commend you on your work. It's absolutely thrilling and these Shineys sound adorable. But furthermore, this is amazing and has an edge to it. It pulled me in and set me into the story. ^_^ Anywho, please continue with this. I look forward to the next chapter.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#191970][i]Damn him. Damn that hollow bastard.[/i] Kane placed a hand to the edge of the casket and looked to Jidanbou?s face. It was strong, even in his moment of death, and even more, he still held that expression of enjoyment, that expression he had when he fought. This had made Kane even more sorrowful. She couldn?t bear it but she had to, for it wasn?t in her nature to release such emotion. [i]For you, Jidanbou, I?ll protect Yachiru, I?ll protect the Gate, I?ll protect Rukongai, and above all, I?ll protect Soul Society from that Hollow-Faced Shinigami. For you, I?ll destroy him and show him what a true demon is.[/i] Still keeping her eyes to Jidanbou, Kane felt a presence behind her but she paid no attention. She was too focused on Jidanbou, on how valiant he was to protect the Gate. Even as she looked to her dead companion?s body, tears did not fall from her eyes. She held it back in and replaced that sadness with rage, anger, and ferocity. She held that emotion in and bottled it within; suppressing everything until the moment she would see the Hollow-Faced Shinigami. ?I?ll inform the squad, Koroga.? As Kane left, Gin?s hand fell from her shoulder. His eyes were filled with sorrow but he knew that Kane was filled with a pain deeper than most. Kane stopped before she left and looked ahead. ?...Do the best for Jidanbou. He fought for us all, you know.? Walking into the rain, Kane went to gather the 1st squad. The information given to them would bring panic and disorder but she had to make sure that they were on guard and, less or more, ready to defend themselves and push back the Hollow-Faced Shinigami. One false move and the lot of them could become the Hollow?s next victim, whether they be 6t h seat or Lieutenant. Seeing that the 1st squad gathered themselves and were ready to take orders, it was going to be that much more difficult for them to apprehend the situation at hand, although they were the most competent group that Kane had ever seen. Sighing, she closed her eyes and put her hands behind her back. ?Kane-fukutaicho! Is it true that Jidanbou-taicho is dead?!? ?Is it true that the Hollow-Faced Shinigami killed him?!? ?Fukutaicho, is [i]he[/i] here, with us, in Soul Society?? Several of the squad members spoke up before Kane could speak and it was obvious that they had heard things from the others squads. Kane opened her eyes and looked to each member, knowing that they were filled with horror and fear. This new information would surely panic them and bring them to an utter dismay but it was what must be done. ?1st squad, calm yourselves. This is not the time to distressed or dismayed. Yes, Jidanbou is dead and the Hollow-Faced Shinigami killed him. The Hollow-Faced Shinigami is within the courts. Be on the lookout and do not go far without someone else. If you see this demon, do not attempt to fight him, run as far as you can and find the closest taicho or fukitaicho you see. Is that clear?? Murmurs and mumblings were heard amongst the squad. They were unsure of all of this. Kane repeated herself, knowing well that she has told them once that she despised repeating herself. ?Is that clear, 1st squad?? They nodded and replied with a shout. ?You are dismissed.? Kane watched the 1st squad leave their places. She couldn?t bear it and walked to the courtyard, where it rained heavily and drenched her clothes. She leaped to the top of a column and stood there, overlooking everything in sight. [i]Two men were killed by a man, no, not a man, a demon. Kenpachi and Jidanbou. Why did they have to suffer such a fate? Some might have said they were foolish to him; others would have digressed and said that they were brave to challenge him. But in my opinion, Kenpachi and Jidanbou had no other choice[/i] but [i]to fight him. They were merely protecting othes from a monster. They were merely doing what they were supposed to do, destroy hollows and send their souls back to Soul Society and send wandering souls to Soul Society through soul burial. It wasn?t that they were foolish or brave; they knew that the Shinigami was dangerous and had to be dealt with. In the end, he was too much for the two and they both suffered.[/i] Unsheathing Hantorayasha, Kane held it parallel to her face and then swung it elegantly around. She jumped back down to the ground but didn?t stand. She was down on the ground on both knees with both hands to the ground, one holding her Zanpakutoh and the other slowly curling into a fist. The rain drummed against her back as she raised her fist and smashed it against the ground. So many thoughts ran through her mind that she could not compensate. Blood and rain mixed against the ground as Kane still punched it. She let a final blow against the ground before she curled her left hand around Hantorayasha?s hilt and changed it back to its first form. She closed her eyes and stood up slowly, a bloodied hand stiffened beside her. ?What is the price of death if you can?t even handle others dying?? Kane knew someone was watching her, watching her as she released a bit of her grief, a bit of her hurt, just a bit of everything that she held in.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#191970]Might I say that this is a complex series of stories but an amazing one at that. You are quite the writer, ^.^. I'm looking forward to the next part, whatever phobia it may be. By the way, it's outstanding how you placed this together, how you put the characters in a bind, if I may say. Well, congrats congrats and I'm looking forward.[/size][/color]

[B]Name-[/B] Tahashi Kokoro [B]Age-[/B] Undetermined, though appears to be around his late 20s to his early 30s [B]Gender-[/B] Male [B]Alliance-[/B] The Guide [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://img338.imageshack.us/img338/7764/bleach344ex.jpg]Tahashi Kokoro[/URL] Wearing a pair of geta (wooden sandals) and a striped hat that he never takes off is quite the appearance that makes Tahashi different from everyone else. He rarely shows his face but at times, you can catch a glimpse of it when he looks to you. His geta are made from the wood of a cherry blossom tree and is black and red lacquered. He also wears a dark grey robe that has an intricate design of, what appears to be, a row of flames and waves at waist of his robe over a storm gray outfit that similarly looks like a hakama. The hakama, itself, is unlike the regular ones that ancient Japanese Shinsengumi would wear, but a less loose and more modern hakama with trims of black and a symbol of an origami crane on his chest. [B]Weapon-[/B] Oddly enough, Tahashi carries around a Bo staff, which looks like a walking stick with the same flame and wave design on his robe waist around the top of the Bo staff. It isn?t particularly used for fighting but its many uses come in handy when Tahashi needs it. He also carries around a wooden calligraphy brush and even a small ink bottle in his sleeves, what it is used for is unknown but he tends to use it. And another strange object that he has is a white origami crane that mysteriously appears when he wishes for it. It is unbeknownst to anyone where it comes from but he constantly has it and is able to use that as well. [B]Personality-[/B] Tahashi is quite the humorous character who is laid-back and relaxed, almost nonchalant about anything and everything. He keeps a cool head in any situation with a calm demeanor and a collected mind. He tends to appear carefree and jokes around with almost anyone for he is quite the amiable character and has a smile on his face constantly. A second side to Tahashi is that when something needs to be done, his nonchalant ways escape him and he immediately has his mind set on what must be done and how to do it. He changes into a man that does whatever it will take to get the job done, even if it means pain included. Tahashi?s mind set changes and everything about him changes whenever business is in his mind. At this moment, not many would dare to bother him, but those that do will not live to see daylight for quite some time. There are only few people that can bother this man when his mind is on business. Underneath this relaxed and laid-back persona is someone who is a man of mystery and someone who always shows up in the time of need but also sits back and watches as you learn from your mistakes, as well as putting into terms what he has taught. Some people may find him shortcoming because of his puzzling words and the way he disappears and leaves you to your own devices but people always finds that it helps them and they realize that this is Tahashi Kokoro, a man who wears the strangest attire and has the most abnormal personality but is still respected for who he is. [B]Biography/Character Snippet-[/B] Sitting on the wooden terrace of the quaint home was paradise. Not a single thing could have bothered Tahashi as he relaxed while smoking on his pipe. He placed the pipe in his hand and looked to the sky; the clouds that moved so gracefully were calming. He smiled lightly and went back to smoking his pipe. Suddenly, a small dog came to him and lay beside him, putting his head on Tahashi?s knee. ?Ohayo, Choinu. Such a beautiful day, ni?? The dog looked to him with a smiling face. ?Glad to see you feel the same.? Tahashi went back to looking at the sky, while petting the dog when he realized, he wanted to tell a story. ?I?m a happy-go-lucky fellow who?s always smiling and constantly at ease, but I wasn?t always like this. I wasn?t so joyful and happy. No, I was someone else before all of this, before everything.? As Tahashi began to tell his story, his mind raced back to when he was someone else other than the Tahashi that was carefree. He stood with a stiff back, his head raised high, and he walked in such a royal way that one would think he belonged to a royal clan of some sort, which was true. He was one of the most renowned warriors that Japan would have seen. Not a single person would think him to be so animated and laidback as he is now. In his flashback, Tahashi was running through a forest with several others. They were swift and agile, stealthy too. Nothing could have stood in their way, not even a Hollow or one of the Quincy. They were the best of the best and they were the barrier that kept all threats away from anything and everything. Tahashi was the leader of this group, and then came his best friend, Itsuida Sora, one of the few female fighters in the group. She was, in fact, better than the rest but not as good as Tahashi. Though, the two were closer than two peas in a pod, why they were practically joined at the hips. The two looked to each other when they had stopped in the branches of the trees and listened closely. They could hear footsteps that pounded against the ground, several in fact. When they knew what had arrived, the two friends smirked and signaled to the others, who all readied their weapons behind. ?Prepare yourselves. Wait... wait...? As the footsteps came closer, Tahashi signaled the attack and raced across the branches towards whatever made the sound. ?Atemi!? was what he had said. The group of fighters zoomed through the branches and weaved carefully so as not to hurt themselves. They were like little flies that flew around the creatures that entered their forest, not able to hit or even see them attacking. Yet, it was Tahashi?s mistake when he failed to realize that this was a trap to lure them from the entrance. This was a distraction, merely to keep them occupied and away from the entrance so the real culprit could enter and attack. It was too late though; the creatures took hold of the group and began to place their attacks. They were throwing the warriors around like a bunch of rag dolls, as if they were nothing. Many stood up again and fought back but were weak after such fighting and were instantly destroyed by the creatures. Tahashi watched all this and at that moment, fought till death, not leaving a trace of life in those creatures. Tahashi fought and fought with ferocity and valor, not once failing to realize that he was bleeding and weakening. He wasn?t going to fall until he finished off the creatures. He raced towards them with speed and slashed them, destroying every bit of them until there was nothing. They fought and fought, as he fought and fought. It was as if there was an endless sea of them but it had ended with the last one falling to his blade. The blade dropped to the ground and Tahashi looked down to the ground. He then heard a voice behind him and ran to it, he knew whose it was and wanted her to be alive. ?Kokoro-kun, don?t cry. Please be happy that we defeated them. Please do not be angry with yourself because you have lost a wonderful squad but be happy for the times we have had.? Itsuida Sora winced as she held onto Tahashi?s hand. It hurt for her to speak because of the deep wound near her ribs. ?You are always stiff and furrow-browed, as well as working and training non-stop.? She coughed before continuing. ?You must allow yourself to let go. Please, do this for me. It is my last wish...? Wincing once again, Sora took a deep breath in as Tahashi held her in his arms. ?It is my last wish... just to see you smile... like you did when we were young.? Tahashi held onto her tightly, never letting her go and before she had left him, he smiled and a tear landed on her cheek that flowed with the river of tears that Sora was crying. ?Smile... for me.? Sora winced slightly before her body went limp and her eyes were dull. Tahashi did not say anything but still kept a smile on his face, a sorrowful smile but a smile nonetheless. He opened his hand to find two origami cranes in his hand and knew what it symbolized. Sighing, Tahashi was still looking at the sky and the dog had now begun to sleep in his lap. He chuckled to himself and closed his eyes, remembering how Sora had looked before they fought. She was beautiful and her heart was pure. She was the light to his darkness and the fire that melted his cold heart. ?She was beautiful in ways that I cannot even count. The two cranes are what remind me of her everyday. Even though I miss her, her wish still lives in me and I?ll never forget it. I?ll never forget her.? [B]OOC:[/B] W00t! Owarimasu! I hope this is acceptable, Imi-san! If you want me to change anything, tell me and I will.

[size=1][color=#191970]?Hantorayasha, yaku to hakai suru!? Once the words have been said, Hantorayasha, as a Zanpakutoh, began to emit a bright light and covered itself in a sheath of light. As the light grew larger and larger, it seemed to cover the whole courtyard, almost creating a dome of bright light. Just then, the light shrunk within a rapid speed and a black tiger emerged from its place. Kane smirked as it kneeled for her to mount it for her to ride upon. Shikai Hantorayasha then roared fiercely, challenging Gin?s dragon, who snorted at Hantorayasha and looked to its wielder. The two Shikai almost eyed each other with rage and chaos, they were challenging each other to make a move, as was the two Shinigami. Gin looked to Kane, who smirked and disappeared from sight. Kane?s chuckle was heard around the courtyard, almost everywhere, confusing Gin, as well as Renji. Just then, Hantorayasha appeared in the air and slashed at Kuroenkou?s dragon spirit. The dragon countered its attack by emitting a fire blast towards Hantorayasha who escaped it narrowly. ?Koroga, is that the best that you can do? I was given the impression that you were the general captain of the 13 squads, am I wrong?? ?Iie, you are correct. Given that impression, I suppose I should live up to it. Are you ready?? ?Always.?[/size][/color]

[B]Name-[/B] Tomoya Yujin Woo (Family Name, Given Name, Second Family Name) [B]Age-[/B] 28 [B]Gender-[/B] Male [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://img53.imageshack.us/img53/5130/kyo3ls.jpg]Tomoya Yujin Woo[/URL] A rebellious person is what people would think of him at first glance, having a punkish look to him. People would think him too be a bit isolated and keep their distant because of the way he looks, when in fact, Tomoya is someone who does not congregate with such faux personas. He has been wearing that type of attire since he had been out on the streest. Unlike the people who wear the fake urban styled clothes that come from rich companies, Tomoya's clothes were his own and authentic. Other than the fact that Tomoya wears a black leather jacket with black pants, black gloves, and black shoes, Tomoya is a fairly well-groomed and good-looking guy. Tomoya stands at about 6 feet and weighs at 160 lbs. He is slightly muscular yet doesn't flaunt it as if it were his only trait. Other than that, Tomoya can be seen riding on a [URL=http://www.bikez.com/bike/21652/index.jpg]Yamaha YZF-R6[/URL] with his gloves on his hands. [B]Personality-[/B] Tomoya is the type of person who would rather sit alone in his thought, watching the inner beauty around him in a world filled with hatred, sin, and destruction. He is someone who likes to speak when he wants to and has an open ear, as well as an open eye and mind to all that is around him. He is not the seemingly asocial and apathetic person that everyone points him out to be but more of a complex and enigmatic person who keeps people second-guessing. Sometimes, Tomoya is quite the unpredictable character who is calm, cool, and collected. He is a suave person with a sharp tongue and a quick wit. He is someone who lets nothing stand in his way, not even a leader, but he respects those who deserve it. He also is somewhat of a lady?s man and an old-fashioned guy when it comes to romance. But should it come down to it, Tomoya is all together a man of honor, integrity, and bold attempts, living through a life of death-defying acts and living each moment as if it were his last. Albeit, he has a tendency to fight those who challenge him or lay a hand upon anyone he loves. He is someone who has many hidden secrets and thoughts that he keeps to himself but when it comes down to it, he is one of the most reliable and responsible people that God himself may have created. [B][U]Weapon of Faith[/B][/U] [B]Appearance/Weapon Specifics-[/B] Tomoya carries around a pair of [URL=http://www.muc.muohio.edu/~natedogg/gloves_claws.jpg]Clawed Gloves[/URL] that have a durable and seamless deerskin palm and a moisture wicking nylon back, as well as three metalline holes for the titanium claws that extend from the inside of the gloves. On the back of the gloves is a [URL=http://www.alltests.de/hardware/reviews_02/lasercut_fangrils/tri1.jpg]circular insignia[/URL] that soon turns into the face of Chimera. After a while, when the claws? spirit awakens, the gloves will taken on the appearance of a [URL=http://www.weaponsemporium.com/LOR%20-%20Sauron%20Gauntlet.jpg]medieval gauntlet[/URL] with the Chimera insignia fully shown. The claws, itself, become a bit more elegant with a decorous design on the blades and are made of a strange metal. [B]Technique-[/B] Gokeiken is the technique that Tomoya uses. It is also called the Wu Xing Fist, as well as the Five Form Fist. The Five Forms of this technique are the Dragon, Snake, Tiger, Crane, and Leopard. Each form has its own power and skill that can benefit and collaborate with each other, as well as with each form comes the insignia of the animal its form or forms take. [B]Weapon Power-[/B] The full extent of the Gokeiken is incredible and extremely unorthodox. Tomoya is able to call upon Chimera, which then pours its spirit into the gauntlets and creates a full body armor that is light and almost untouchable. The claws on his gauntlets have a power that have random powers that have different effects to them. It is the most unpredictable weapon known. [B][U]History[/B][/U] [B]Bio-[/B] Tomoya Yujin Woo, that is what they call me. I?m not sure where I cam from or who I came from but I know where I?m from and where I'm going for it doesn?t matter to me that I have not a single thread of knowledge of whoever birthed me, all I know is that my adopted family has led in the right direction, allowing me to find my path and follow through. They have helped me through hardships and downfalls, even when I was at my weakest, even then they were still with me. My adopted father and mother were both of Japanese descent and knew that I had Japanese blood within me but what they didn?t know was that I had Korean blood in me as well. They didn?t know much about me because they had taken me in when I was severely beat and carrying a smaller child in my arms. They had found in their hearts, pity and sorrow. In those times, people didn?t even have the heart to give money to the poor, let alone take in two abandoned and homeless children. I was only nine, you see, and my younger sister was merely six when this had all happened. I don?t remember much before but I do know that I was taken in and since then I had been grateful, though I did fall at times, getting into fights in school and out of school. It wasn?t easy when you were the result of a bastard child in Japan, as some would put it. It wasn?t easy at all but the people that love me had helped me through it and are still with me. After some years, a strange man appeared before and handed me a box. Within that box were a pair of gloves and they had three holes in them. It was puzzled as to know what they were but once I slid them on, my question had been answered but many still arise. I knew that the gloves had meant something but I wasn?t sure and even till this day, I await the answers. [B]Character Snippet-[/B] [i]Darkness. A beautiful this, it is. Everything moves quicker at night, knowing that the light would soon come and reveal them for who they are. I also move in the night, amongst the shadows, but the difference between me and the others is that I have already been revealed for who I am and I do not fear it.[/i] ?Welcome back, Tomoya. How is the family fairing?? ?They?re well. What is it that you want me to do?? Behind the table was a man by the name of Lord Dokuja, a man well-known for his venomous ways, striking those who seem unworthy of serving him or allying with. He is a man that all is threatened by and fear the most but there is only one man who does not fear him, yet challenges him. That man is Tomoya Yujin Woo. Lord Dokuja threw a folder onto the table and it slid towards Tomoya, who stopped it and opened the manila folder, reading the content within it. It appealed to Tomoya and interested him enough to question Lord Dokuja, which many do not do. If one would have questioned Dokuja, they would have been dead on the spot but Tomoya is different, he always has been. ?Will you be able to do the job or should I ask for someone else?? ?Sending someone else would require someone with a brain and we all know that most of your ?[i]people[/i]? do not have one or have very little of it.? Closing the folder and giving it back to Dokuja, Tomoya stood. ?This will do, Dokuja. It?ll be less than twenty-four hours when I finish, I suggest you don?t wait up. I may want to have a little fun afterwards, but I still want the money, understood?? Chuckling, Dokuja nodded and Tomoya bowed and left. He knew that this was a job unlikely of him but it was a job nonetheless. If someone had overheard his conversation with Dokuja, they may have believed him to be either a hitman, dealer, or even a thief but Tomoya is, in fact, what someone would call a transporter, deliverer, and destroyer. All in all, he is the one man no would dare mess with, unless they had a death wish. The starting of a motorcycle was heard and Tomoya could be seen riding off down the street in the middle of the night. He then arrived in front of a large building, he guessed that it was an office that was either used as a law firm or even a business enterprise. Upon entering, the person he thought he was to take the item from was not a man but a woman. She was tall with slender legs and a beautiful frame. She had gorgeous green eyes and vivacious brown hair. At once, Tomoya knew that she was from the States but he did not know that she spoke japanese fluently. ?Konbanwa, Tomoya-dono. O genki desu ka?? The woman was formal and polite, a bit too nice. ?Hai, genki desu. Sumimasen, anata wa eigo o hanashimasu ka?? Instead of speaking Japanese, Tomoya thought it was best for the two to speak English. ?In fact, I do. I?m guessing that you're here for the Golden Snake that Lord Dokuja wants you to take to him. Wait here a moment, please. I?ll bring it to you.? As the woman walked away, Tomoya couldn?t help but notice that she had a strange tattoo on her wrist. It was the sign of the Russian mafia that Lord Dokuja most dearly despised. Tomoya wasn?t worried nor did he feel the need to run away. He merely stayed in his place and awaited until the woman returned with the golden snake. She presented it to him and showed him that there were no flaws but, like the smart shopper he was, Tomoya held it over the lamp and waited. Not a drop of gold fell onto the light bulb and he was satisfied. ?Pleasure doing business with you, ma?am.? He walked away but before he left the room, Tomoya turned to the woman. ?By the way, I suggest you hide that tattoo somehow. It?s unappealing to know that you are giving this snake, though it is a fake, to a man who would kill any of your men in a split second and that you work for the man that he loathes so much. Without further ado, I leave you. Have a wonderful evening.? Smirking, Tomoya left with the snake and another item not on the list. It was valuable to the woman and the Datrovsky mafia but they would never know who had taken it.

[center]The Snake Whip was wrapped around Tai?s spear but even as Black Orchid pulled, Tai did not move from his spot. Black Orchid then took the Snake Whip from Tai?s spear and wrapped it around a pole near the wall, using it to project herself into the air, allowing her to throw her tomahawk at Tai, who caught it in his hand. He stood with the tomahawk in his hand and looked to Black Orchid with a raised brow. ??You can use anything that you want? was what you said. You never implied that I was to use only one weapon.? Tai threw back Black Orchid?s tomahawk to her and she caught it with ease, as well. She then looked at his body and saw blood-stained rips on his body. ?Besides, this is called a spar, not target practice, my dear. If I wanted to use someone as target practice, I would have used a worthless mongrel who steals from children to be my target. Now, here are the rules, there are none. Whoever is the last standing, wins this spar. This time, don?t be afraid to hit me.? Tai stood there, thinking it over and decided that what she said was fair. He nodded and cracked his neck, readying himself for a real spar. ?I don?t fear blood or pain,? Black Orchid replaced her tomahawk in its rightful place and cracked the Snake Whip against the ground. ?I enjoy it.? This new information had caused Tai to raise his brow once again but was caught off guard when the Snake Whip cracked against his upper arm, spilling blood from his body. Black Orchid sent another strike and managed to grab hold of his spear but just as soon as she pulled, he unwound the whip from its grip and took hold of it, pulling her towards him. Black Orchid faltered in her step and was thrown towards Tai. With quick thinking in her mind, Black Orchid used her whip and Tai to allow herself to land behind him. Ready to kick his back, Black Orchid extended her leg but her foot was caught in Tai?s hands. She dropped her whip and pulled out of her boot, spin-kicking his face. She reached down and grabbed her whip in that same movement and even put her shoe back on. ?Impressive. You?ve managed to kick me in the jaw, grab your whip from the ground, and even put on your boot in one movement without even having two feet on the ground.?[/center]

[size=1][color=#191970]The drawing of Hantorayasha initiated that Kane was ready. She had taken a kanzashi from her hair and extended it to its full length, twirling it with one swift movement and managing to cut an orchid from the ground into her hand. She felt a strong breeze wrap around the courtyard and let the orchid fly with it as she smirked towards her captain, who was impressed with her handling. ?What are the rules in this spar?? Abarai sounded a bit bored and was ready to see a good spar. He stood against a beam and watched the two. ?Shouldn?t there be rules if you?re going to have a spar?? As Gin opened his mouth to speak, Kane stopped him and spoke. ?No rules, no boundaries, and no time limit. The spar goes as for as the courtyard and until the last is standing, the spar is not over. Fair enough, Koroga?? Impressed, Gin nodded and was caught off-guard when Kane disappeared and tried to sweep him off of his feet. He jumped and caught a glimpse of Kane?s robe, managing to throw her while he was still in the air. She slid across the floor but stopped just before she hit a column. Standing up, Gin grinned as he saw that Kane wasn?t holding Hantorayasha. He then examined her a bit more and saw that Kane was, in fact, holding Hantorayasha, only it wasn?t a katana but a kanzashi, the form that it first came in. ?Giving up already, Kane?? Gin walked towards Kane and the two began to walk opposite of each other, creating a circular movement with their walk. ?This is unlike you.? ?Judging by your expression, your stance, and your poise, I?d say that you know I?m bluffing.? At that moment, Hantorayasha appeared in Kane?s hands and attempted to slash Gin?s arm but was stopped by his own strike. She jumped back and twirled Hantorayasha in her hand. ?Your movements are playful and motivated by something that interests you.? The two ran towards each other with their Zanpakutohs behind them, ready to strike the other with ease. The Captain and Vice-Captain blocked each other?s moves, canceling out each other?s strategies with their own, almost as if they had practiced this before. Neither of them was tired and several people had proceeded to watch their spar.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#191970]Shrugging, Neutria finished her drink and sat there unfazed. She stopped ordering drink and paid the bartender for her drinks. She looked over to Vengeance who felt a bit uneasy, which gave her somewhat of a pleasure to see. She smirked and looked away, watching the blonde haired singer, Japanese woman, and Japanese man stand in the middle of the room. Neutria sighed and knew that neither was going to fight and instead of wasting her time, she decided to walk up to her room. Vengeance watched her leave and still drank his drink. She disappeared around the corner and finally entered her room. Neutria took off her whip and twirled it with ease, watching it grab hold of objects in the room and set it down in other places. She then cracked her whip and threw a throw pillow into the air and with her sai, Neutria threw it towards the pillow and it was soon hanging on the wall parallel to the Neutria. ?I haven?t lost my touch. I grow tiresome of these drinks and these towns filled with people. I haven?t seen chaos since I arrived and I grow bored. Though, what makes me wonder is that blonde haired man who challenged the Japanese woman, then suddenly the Japanese man stood between them the two. Does he not want to see a challenge or perhaps he fears for the civilians lives. Alas, I do not know and I wish not to know.? With a sigh, Neutria took her sai from the wall and placed it in their rightful places. She put her whip on the night stand beside her bed and fell onto the bed. Instead of wondering about chaos and destruction, a resting peace came over her as she closed her eyes.[/size][/color]

[center][i]Longhorn?s Map is in the hands of John ?Red? Hervey aboard the Dauntless with a crew of misfits and outcasts. How quaint. I wonder, though, if these ?people? can measure up to what they are. If Red chose them, then we?ll see how far we get on this voyage.[/i] The salty air gently hit Black Orchid?s face, allowing her to smell the fresh ocean water. She opened her eyes to gaze upon a flock of geese flying overhead and listen to the sounds of the splashing water as the Dauntless makes its way across the ocean. This was nothing compared to living the life of an aristocrat or even living on the streets back home. This was something that money could never buy, a feeling that can only be felt when truly experiencing it. [i]Though this view is beautiful, I wonder what the training room looks like. They say that the Dauntless? weaponry is endless and its training room is nothing like anyone has seen. It is filled with weapons used for sparring and otherwise, as well as thousands upon thousands of training objects.[/i] Arms folded across her chest and standing tall, Black Orchid looked out across the waters. She seemed as if she was deep in though, her eyes glistening with puzzlement, though the only thing that kept her mind from wandering was what pleasure she would find with this odd crew and their captain. She sighed and stretched her arms, cracking her elbows, neck, and back. ?Well now, without anything to do, I suppose it?s time that I trained a bit.? Walking towards the training room, Black Orchid could hear the different voices aboard the ship. She then calculated a bit of their personality and how they may act into her head. She smirked and entered the training room but stopped before she walked in any further and saw one of the members sitting there. She knew this man to be the spear handler named Tai. ?Taking a break, I see? What would you say to a spar? That is... if you?re able to handle it??[/center]

[size=1][color=#191970][B]Name-[/B] Mary DiAngelo [B]Age-[/B] 24 [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Species-[/B] Human [B]Side-[/B] Mary sides with God. [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://www.psycko-hentai.de/grafix/gallery/bg35/g10_2.jpg]Mary[/URL] is quite a sight to see with her long brown hair, sparkling hazel eyes, and beautiful golden tan skin. She stands at the height of 5'4" with long and slender legs, limber arms, and a curvaceous body. She has a love for skirts and blouses in colors of earth tones or pale colors. [B]Weapons-[/B] Mary never was one to use weapons [B]Personality-[/B] Mary has the voice of an angel and evenmore, she appears to act like one as well. She is a gorgeous being who brings light into people's life and turns sorrow into laughter, anger into joy, and hate into love. There is not one person who would say that Mary is a bad person but a person who believes in the goodness of people. She is quite amiable and has a smile that shines as bright as dawn, her laughter is contagious and extremely beautiful, and she can be quite patient. Everything about Mary is that of an angel and even more, some would say that she is an angel sent from heaven to help those on earth. In essence, she is all that is good and more with a heart so big and a mind so understanding that one cannot comprehend how she may act this way. Though Mary may be a girl of heart and kind words, Mary [B]Biography-[/B] Finish later.[/size][/color]

[center][i]Somehow, the life on the run in the streets isn?t enough. I feel as if the name ?Black Orchid? is no use to me any longer. What dreaded torment lingers in me that I must think this way? I was blessed by the previous Black Orchid to have been given this name and yet, here I am, standing here, looking across towards the endless ocean, thinking that I am not worthy of this name. What bloody terror is within me that I am this way?[/i] [B]?NO! Give it back to me! I need it!?[/B] Turning around, Black Orchid?s sharp ears picked up the cries of a young child. [B]?I need that money to go buy bread! Give it back to me!?[/B] [B]?HAH! What?re you going to do, you pig?s liver??[/B] The laughter went on and on until the young child looked up and saw a shadow in the trees. It was then that the muggers looked up, as well. They noticed something move and pulled out their pistols. When the tree moved, the leader realized it was merely the wind and went back to harassing the child when suddenly the child stood up for himself. [B]?Give that back to me or else!? ?Or else what? What are [i]you[/i] going to do??[/B] The leader stood there laughing maliciously towards the child as the others counted the money. The Black Orchid grew impatient and stepped out of her hiding place. [B]?It?s not what he?s going to do but what I?ll do to you.?[/B] From the shadows, the Black Orchid revealed herself and stepped forward. She wasn?t keen on watching others bully younger and weaker people, such as children. The muggers stood there taken aback but when the leader began to shoot, the others did as well. A barrage of bullets began to shroud Black Orchid but as soon as the dust began to subside, something rushed towards the muggers, hitting one of them on the wrist. [B]?She hit my wrist!? ?Oh, did I do that? Well, I suppose I should be a bit more careful with this here whip.?[/B] As Black Orchid moved into the light, it was apparent that she was holding her Snake Whip in her hand. She cracked it once towards the ground and the muggers held their pistols in a nervous state. [B]?But then again, you did take that boy?s money and I do hate it when bigger people bully the young?n. Now, I?m going to say this once and only once. If I have to repeat myself, I?ll make sure you never shoot again. So then, give the boy back his money and walk away.?[/B] The leader began to turn to give the boy his money, or so it appeared, but quickly grabbed him and held him hostage. The Black Orchid was in no mood for games nor was she in the mood to fight, albeit she was prepared to do whatever necessary to get the boy to safety. [B]?Leave and the boy don?t get hurt. We?ll just take the money if you leave! We ain?t got time to fight no girl, understood?!? ?Oh, you underestimate me. I am no mere ?girl? nor am I going to leave. I said that if I had to repeat myself, I?d make sure you never shot again and I?m keeping that promise. Now, let the boy go and give him his money! I won?t repeat myself a third time!?[/B] With great precision, Black Orchid managed to pull the pistol from the mugger?s hand and throwing it into the ocean. She then pulled her own pistol from its holster and pointed it at the leader, who immediately obeyed and let the boy go. He began to walk backwards but stopped when the sound of a click was heard from her gun and threw the money towards the boy and ran. [B]?You are not getting off that easily.?[/B] Without even aiming, the bullet managed to shoot off the man?s index finger and hit the muscle below the buttocks. Scared, the little boy began to walk away but when his money was given by a man with red hair, he gasped and looked to the woman, thanking her and ran away. The man, on the other hand, didn?t walk away from the scene but merely walked up to Black Orchid, admiring her skill. [B]?The name?s...?[/B] Just as soon as the red-haired man was about to introduce himself, Black Orchid called out his name. [B]?John Hervey but they call you Red. I hear your looking for Longhorn?s Treasure and that you?re in need of a crew.? ?Right you are, ma?am. Would you care to join the lot??[/B] [i]A life out at sea in the fresh air and the unpredictable weather. Perhaps this is the calling that I need to answer; perhaps this is my answer to my tormenting questions. I suppose I should, being with Red may let me know what his abilities are a bit more and in essence, defeat him at his own game. Though, Longhorn?s treasure isn?t really what I want. Oh, best try.[/i] [B]?Show me the way and I?ll show you a good time.?[/B][/center]

[center][B]Name-[/B] Miyami Kane (Surname, Given Name) [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Rank-[/B] Vice- Captain of 1st Squad [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://img350.echo.cx/img350/230/blackk5pz.jpg]Miyami Kane[/URL] stands at a fair 5'6" and wears a black Shinigami robe that has silver trimmings on it. She also has a ring which has the flamed skull emblem on it, similar to that of Rukia's skull glove and Urahara's cane. [B]Personality-[/B] Kane's personality is that of a quiet, solitary, and straightforward Shinigami who'd rather fight hollows and work than take her time to be social. She is not the type of person that others would want to cross paths with nor would they dare to look her in the eye. Kane has the tendency to give the effect of someone who despises everything around her and acts as if there is nothing in the world that amuses her, albeit, she is a person who despises very little and truth of the matter is, nothing does amuse her. She is a quiet person and only speaks when she has something important to say, is quite blunt and straightforward, prefers to be alone, and is hell-bent on doing anything that could jeopardize her reputation, life, and herself as a Shinigami. Unlike most female Shinigami, Kane is the type of person who takes up almost any challenge, defies all rules, and lives to fight but knows when to run and stay out of another?s fight. She is the type of person that wouldn?t give others the time of day but respects her elders and superiors, though she still disobeys their words. She is an enigmatic character who holds jaded eyes towards the world, keeping a cool head and a calm and collected persona, although, some would say that she acts like a cold-hearted fiend who cares for nothing in the world except for herself, when in reality, it is who she is and nothing can change that. Kane, like some, came from a miserable place where she had to learn to defend her self and stay alive. She came from a place where misery and torment ruled and when it struck someone who seemed worse off than her, she would protect them from that harm, fighting till near death. It had given her a calloused heart, a strong mind, and jaded eyes that sees between black and white, yet knows what is right and wrong. Yet, when it comes to trust, Kane has a difficulty giving it. It is hard for her to trust anyone because of her mindset on things and it is because of the lies and deception that has caused her to be this way. For anyone to gain her trust is incredible, for it means that they have been honest, loyal, and courageous enough to stand up to Kane, which means a lot to her because no one even speaks with her unless they were given orders to give to her. [B][U][[Zanpakutoh]][/B][/U] [B]Appearance-[/B] Hantorayasha is by far an unorthodox Zanpakutoh for a high-ranking Shinigami. Its blade is thinner than a normal katana and longer with what appears to be an octagram as the cross guard. It is sheathed in a black and gold saya and has the face of a roaring tiger on the hilt. Hantorayasha is not held by Kane's side nor is it slung over her back but merely tuck neatly away in her hair, acting as a hairpin until she calls its name. [B]Name-[/B] Hantorayasha (Rebellious Female Tiger Demon) [B]Shikai Call-Out-[/B] "Yaku to hakai suru!" (Incinerate and destroy) [B]Shikai Appearance-[/B] Shikai Hantorayasha takes on the appearance of a black tiger with white stripes and black skeletal wings. It exudes an almost white hue around itself and Kane does not control it by holding onto any part but by merely riding atop of it. It also has eight-inch long canines that can bite through anything from metal to rock to people. Shikai Hantorayasha takes on the attributes of a real tiger and has an ornery personality, albeit it is still a Zanpakutoh, it does tend to go into state of rage. [B]Shikai Power-[/B] Shikai Hantorayasha can be personified as a real tiger judging by the way it acts. It vanishes from sight and leaves no trail of itself so that its prey cannot sense that it is there. It then creates a dome of darkness, blocking out all light and rendering its prey helpless when it cannot see. When the prey has suddenly dropped its guard and all sense of fear is gone, Shikai Hantorayasha chases after it and when it has the prey cornered, Shikai Hantorayasha destroys it by attacking the target the way a tiger would its prey. [B]Bankai-[/B] Juujun Raigaama (Obedient Liger Demon) Juujun Raigaama takes the form of a white liger which has the head of a lion, the body of a tiger, the tail of a lion, teeth of a saber tooth tiger's, and the ferocity of both felines. It emanates a dark hue around itself and has feathery white wings. Unlike Hantorayasha, Kane does not need to ride it but can control it through movements for it is connected to Kane's spiritual power, therefore it is difficult to kill unless Kane is at a near death, similar to that of one of the captain?s Bankai. Another difference between Hantorayasha and Juujun Raigaama is that Juujun Raigaama first uses its feathers to poison, making it so that its senses are useless and then it emits a white flame-like substance from its, trapping the target. When the target is weak and at a near death, Juujun Raigaama eats the soul. [B]Character Snippet-[/B] ?Demon Art #33, Soukatatsui!? From the top of a roof, flaming blue fireballs could be seen shooting towards a grotesque lobster-like Hollow with large pincers. It flinched and was pushed back but it regained its position and charged towards Kane, who smirked and jumped into the air as it rammed itself into another Hollow that appeared to be a human-like creature with tentacles. The two shook their heads and roared a horrendous sound as each of them ran after Kane, who stood there waiting. ?Give up, Shinigami. You cannot win against us!? The first to speak was the lobster Hollow. ?We are powerful!? ?Surrender and we?ll be gentle.? The second to speak was the human Hollow with tentacles. ?Devouring your soul will be easy.? ?Do not try to fight us, Shinigami.? The third to speak was a Hollow that stood behind Kane. ?Fighting is futile. It will only lead you to your doom.? ?[i]Urusaii, baka[/i]. You couldn?t even devour a human child?s soul. What makes you think you?ll be able to devour mine?? The Hollow behind Kane reached around to grab her but was soon bound by a demon art. ?Perhaps a little game is in order. From this to that tree is open ground but once I touch that tree, my soul will not be yours to take.? ?Fair enough.? A husky voice sounded from behind the other three Hollows. ?Let the game begin.? At that moment, Kane disappeared from sight and the Hollows stood there, trying to catch her scent. The lobster Hollow jumped to the next building while the others stood where Kane was last seen. A chuckle was heard and the human-like Hollow shot its tentacles towards the sound but merely pierced a metal pole. A small glint could be seen where the human-like Hollow was. The chuckle grew into a sadistic laughter as Kane showed herself. The Hollows followed suit, roaring. The lobster Hollow shot out a gooey substance Kane easily evaded, the unseen Hollow appeared before her and was seen as a bear Hollow with leech bomb shooting from its mouth. Then another Hollow jumped in front of Kane and tried to crush her with its large hands but one was cut off by Kane?s sword. ?It appears that I?m winning and I?m guessing that before I even get to the tree, you all will perish.? The thundering roars and the pounding feet were behind Kane as the Hollows hurried after her soul, wanting to taste the delicious soul of a Shinigami. Though, just as soon as Kane neared the tree, it was cut down by the bear Hollow?s leech bombs. The Hollows snickered and walked slowly towards the Shinigami, who stood at the edge of the building near the fallen tree. The first to advance was the lobster Hollow who rushed to grab Kane with its pincers but was unsuccessful. The bear Hollow shot out several leech bombs that Kane caught in her hand and threw back at the Hollow with one hand. The three were missing limbs here and there, but all were determined to taste a Shinigami?s soul. ?Give it a rest, Shinigami. We have you cornered. Your tree has fallen and without, you cannot win!? At that moment, the bear Hollow charged the Shinigami who fell back towards the tree. Before she even touched the tree, Kane bounced off of the building next to her and punched the bear Hollow in the center of its mask, then sliced the lobster Hollow through the middle, and finally stabbed the last Hollow in the stomach. It winced and roared in pain, trying to writhe out from the sword?s hold. With a smirk, Kane finished it off but before she did, her last words to it were, ?Game over, Hollow.?[/center]

[size=1][color=#191970][i]?Ready or not, I?ll find you.? The distorted voice spoke in a hellish way and neared the body each time. Heavy breathing and clammy hands made it impossible for the little girl to stay hidden. She was scared that the monster might find her. She was scared that it might do what it did to her parents. In essence, she was scared and no one was there to protect her. She closed her eyes and when she opened them, a vastly empty one appeared in front of her, reaching its arm out to grab her as it said, ?I found you.? The girl screamed as the hand that touched her arm scathed her with its burning fingers. She tried to struggle free of its grip but it was useless, it had gotten a grip on the little girl and was now wrapping itself around her, preventing her from escaping and preventing any precious blood to flow free. The piercing screams had stopped and all the little girl could do was try to escape. She wriggled and writhed under its grip, kicking and screaming, trying not to allow it to have any hold on her. The thing then suddenly dug its claws into her skin, burning its way through, making the little girl scream in agony as it did. The creature had a laugh so hideous that it sounded as if it found pleasure in watching humans writhe in pain. ?Don?t fight me. Give me what I want.?[/i] ?NO!? Terry awoke and realized that it had been a dream or something. She had been constantly getting strange dreams, ones with death and terrifying creatures. It was like any other nightmare she had before and it was just like the one she saw before her parents died. It was useless to say that they would go away when she had been seeing them for years upon years. Breathing slowly, Terry laid herself back into bed and she began to close her eyes. She was quick to drift off back to sleep yet it wasn?t sleep that haunted her. She could find herself searching, wandering, and trying to make her way out of something when she saw a shadow bending over something or someone. She could smell the blood that had poured out from whatever the shadow was hunched over. She didn?t dare to move an inch from where she was nor did she dare to challenge the shadow. In some strange way, Terry knew what it was but she couldn?t admit to it. Suddenly, as Terry tried to leave, its red eyes had caught her and disappeared from its spot. It chased after her, calling out her name, trying to lure her into its trap. She ran for miles upon miles, trying to get rid of the shadow that chased her but didn?t succeed in doing it for she tripped. When she did, Terry tried to stand but could feel the shadow?s distorted voice calling her. It neared her and with its clawed hands it reached out, trying to grab Terry when... Terry awoke gasping for breath. Her face was moist and she felt as if she had been running. Her body was in chills and she felt cold when the office was in fact warm. She shook her head and drank a cup of water, several in fact. She couldn?t shake the fact that these images had gotten much longer and more vivid as if they were happening right before her eyes. She shook her head again and sighed, knowing that she couldn?t possibly think it was real. Checking the clock, Terry realized that it had only been an hour since she had drifted off to sleep and already she has had two visions. ?I can?t go on like this. This is insane. I haven?t even slept for more an hour and already I?ve had two visions. What is going on?? Terry looked at the clock again and sighed, cracking her neck and knuckles. She breathed in slowly and deeply and exhaled slowly and deeply to calm her nerves, to keep herself in check. She then stood up and decided to get a drink of water, something to cool her burning inside. She knew this wouldn?t help but at least it would take her mind off of her visions, the dreams that she kept having, the deaths that she kept seeing. Though in her mind, the thoughts would still linger and wave to her, capturing her attention and at any given moment, spring out at her as if it were from some corny horror movie. ?Why won?t it go away?? [B]OOC-[/B] Sorry for being late.[/size][/color]

[B]Name-[/B] Undetermined [B]Nickname-[/B] Black Orchid [B]Age-[/B] Undetermined [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://img26.imageshack.us/img26/4703/nancy5ae.jpg]Black Orchid[/URL] in all her glory wears an outfit with a black theme. She has on a matching top and pants, black fingerless gloves, and to top it off, black boots. [B]Personality-[/B] The orchid flower is a beauty just as the Black Orchid is. She is quiet though not silent, reserved though not distant, opinionated though open-minded, and vague though a bit lucid. In all this, it seems that the Black Orchid is one perplexing character who has a way of trapping people with her fascinating intellect, sharp wit, ravenous knowledge, and sparkling innuendo. She also traps people through enticement and seduction, enchanting her way to whatever she sets her eyes on. When the tables turn, the Black Orchid shows everyone who she truly is and what she means. She will not back down from a challenge and has a fight until death attitude. Some may say that since she is a woman, she does not know what she is doing in times of brawls and battles, when in reality, she is far more advanced than most. She doesn?t care for what others say or do, but if her life and reputation is being dragged down the line, she will do anything to bring it to life. The Black Orchid is a beautiful character and has a beautiful mind, but like all humans, she has a weakness, several in fact. Should the Black Orchid find someone who she feels comfortable enough with to speak of her past, she lets her guard down, allowing her mind to falter and her reflexes to loosen. She also has a weakness towards men who are able to defeat her, have a beautiful face, an intriguing mind, and a sharp tongue that can challenge hers, though that has not happened as of yet. The last of her weakness is unknown, not even the Black Orchid knows what it is for she has yet to find it. [B]History-[/B] Years before, I would have said that I had a family. Months before, I would have said that I lived a wonderful, aristocratic life. Weeks before, I would have proven that I was in a blissful paradise. Days before, I would have sworn I was the heir to all. Though now, all I can prove is my life on the streets, a life filled with freedom and no strings attached. If I didn?t know any better, I would say that living the life as a rebel has caused a ruckus in the homes and a torrent among the hearts that I once loved. For ages beyond ages, the title ?Black Orchid? has been heard. It has been with mankind for centuries, haunting their streets and delivering justice to those that Black Orchid believes needs it. It is a name so threatening that even the king cannot even whisper it. That is the type of reputation that the Black Orchid holds, a reputation that fills people with fear and respect, albeit those two do not go hand-in-hand. The name itself is beautiful yet deadly, much like the people who hold its name. Although, it is something that is not handed down from family generation to generation, merely the predecessor who holds its name passes it down to a worthy apprentice and so forth. It is a privilege to have been given the title ?Black Orchid,? not a mere gift, for many a people have used its name in such wrong ways that it has dragged down the ways of the Black Orchid into filth. But when it landed upon me, I was filled with speechless words and awe-inspired by my predecessor that she would have given me this title. My past is something that I wish to leave behind, something that, although it had great meaning, I wish not to think of. I have left the world that I was once put in and turned to a world that I now belong to for it is a path that I choose to walk upon, a road that is untaken. You see, it is not the past that we should live in nor the future that we should look ahead to but the present that is here for us to take and hold. [B]Specialty-[/B] The Black Orchid is known for her stealthy and agile work as an assassin, as well as a thief. She has no regrets in her job for she has been taught to do what she does. Then along the way, she has created a reputation for being a bounty hunter. But among these, she is skilled in marksmanship, navigating, haggling, archery, tracking, swordplay, fighting with nearly any weapon, and much more. It is unlikely for the Black Orchid to fail for she was trained to never fail and to never give up. [B]Weapons-[/B] Wrapped neatly around her waist is a whip that the Black Orchid refers to as the Snake Whip which is shaped as a snake and has a venomous bite to it. It is her prized possession and has been handed down to her from her grandmother. She also carries with her two Flintlock pistols that have a silver inline and charcoal handle. It is unlike the basic Flintlocks though, for it shoots stronger and has a more accurate positioning on its target. With her, she also has an oak crossbow, two Egyptian daggers that were created for her especially, and a tomahawk- smaller than the regular tomahawks, but still usable. Yet, among her weapons, there is one that goes hand-in-hand with her whip, the Scorpion Sword- a sword that is a cross between a saber and the ever popular cutlass sword. Its hilt is rounded so that maneuverability is not an issue and oddly enough, the blade is double-edged with the words, ?From the ocean to the mountains, an Orchid is among us.? [B]Snippet-[/B]

[B]Name-[/B] Tempest [B]Age-[/B] 32 [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Weapons-[/B] [list][*]Plasma Sword- carried on her belt [*]Ion Cannon- Seen on her back [*]Magnum x2- holstered near her rib cage below her breasts[/list] [B]Appearance-[/B] Unavailable at the moment. [B]Personality-[/B] Unavailable at the moment. [B]Biography-[/B] Unavailable at the moment.