Revelation

[size=1][color=#696969]That's right, fear the wrath of the boa holding Bikini Bandit! :devil: *cough* Anyways, such a beautiful chapter. It shows the alter ego of our members' bikini bandit egos. And yes, Dragon Warrior...prepare yourself for battle! You're about to be whipped! LOL, I wonder if people will get that oxymoron...[/size][/color]

[center][size=1][color=#696969]18 years ago, my father exiled my mother onto the streets, for his own needs or no apparent reason, either way she was out of my life. Within her stomach was a baby brother, whom I will never know, whom I shall never see born into this world. Perhaps it is for the better of his future. He may not have to see the evil deeds that my father does or see the things that he will do to get what he wants or to help Sebastian get what he wants. Perhaps it is, perhaps it is for the better. My baby brother will not have to see the monster that my father has become or see the demon who lives within him. "That he's mad, 'tis true, 'tis true 'tis pity, and pity 'tis 'tis true." [i](Hamtlet)[/i] I am the daughter of Johnathan Garrett, Sebastian's best friend. My father, as well as Sebastian, is a man who has no morals and values, a man who only wants wealth and power for himself and cares not for the people he takes it from. He's a man who takes after his best friend, Sebastian Tiberius. They, both, are cruel and evil men who wish that only the rich live and the poor die. They only want those who are loyal to him and only him, not to anyone else. They want to be worshipped and adored, as if they were gods, yet they cannot see the pain and torment they cause to the people. Are kings not supposed to give than to receive? Is it not better to do that then just take and take without integrity and honesty? I am ashamed to call myself a Garrett for there are greater matters in this world than just money and power and rank. Is there no one who shall save us from this ordeal? No one who shall save us from these tyrants who call themselves men? If there is no one to save us, then it shall be someone to protect and I shall help those who need it. My name is [B]Daniella Garrett[/B], I am [B]23 years old[/B], and my father kicked out my unborn baby brother and my mother from our home. I do not know where they are, I do not know what they are doing, yet I constantly think about them and wonder how they are and how much my baby brother has grown. If there was anything in this world that I would have, it would be to bring them back into my life. Yet, I know that that is not a choice that is available to me, for my father believes that my mother and brother are either dead or in jail. He believes that they are out of his life, but I know, deep in my heart, that at least my brother is alive and well. Just because my father wants me to be heir to his throne and follow his footsteps, does not mean that I can have my own mind, my own morals and values, my own life. He wishes for me to marry this pompous, arrogant man who goes by the name of Icarus Dickinson. He is referred to as the "Sheriff" by the poor, which I find quite hilarious and humorous, not to mention adorable. People look to me and think of me as Lady Daniella Garrett, not as normal Daniella. It angers me when I see people whispering and gossiping, saying things that I know are not true, yet I cannot do anything for I am "above them", as my father says. But what does he know? I haven't even spoken to him in years, I hated him from the day my mother left, I hated him from the moment I gave part of that necklace to my mother so she could give it to my brother. I hate him, I hate the king, and I loathe Icarus. They all see one side of the tracks, the rich and famous side and not the true side. I wish I could find my brother, I wonder how he is and what he's doing at this moment. I miss him so much. * * * My father loves to keep weapons in our house, even when I was a little girl. He adored them with all of his heart and soul, which left me at 3rd place of his loves, money and power being the first. Yet, his love for weapons gave me incentive to ask my father if I could take part in martial arts, fencing, and the like. He, at first, dismissed the idea of his daughter in this kind of "sport", but knew that I would hold a grudge against him if he did so, and now, I possess abilities that no other royal women have. To gain these abilities, I took part in martial arts, mostly ninjitsu, kendo, archery, fencing, and rifling. The talents that came of these sports were natural and it took time to control, but soon I became agile, limber, strong, stealthy, and whispy. I was like a shadow in the darkness, no one noticing me when I arrived or when I left. It was as if I was a ghost, phasing in and out of walls, floating above the people, sifting through the ground. It was an excellent feeling. Along with these talents, I had to keep with me weapons. In the large house that I live in, my father keeps one room only to himself and his guests. He calls this room, the trophy grounds. I do not know why, for it is such a tacky name to keep to a room, alas, in his weapon room, he has allowed me to take any weapon I wished to have, but not the ones that were in glass cases or in boxes. I agreed and chose those that appealed to me. The first that caught my eye were the [B][url=http://www.firewhip.com/product-back-minisword.jpg]egyptians daggers[/url], [URL=http://www.jnanam.net/shastra/katar/m-katar04.jpg]Middle-Eastern Katars[/URL], [URL=http://www.cbswords.com/images/tiger_shark2.jpg]tiger shark dagger[/URL][/B] that gives a bolt of electricity when energized, and my father's prized [B][URL=http://www.cbswords.com/images/samurai3000ninja.jpg]double-edged plasma sword[/URL][/B] that cuts through nearly any solid object. These are the things that I took from my father's weapon room, but I also had weapons given to me by the teacher who taught me these different things. Given to me were [B][URL=http://www.santharia.com/pictures/bard_judith/bard_judith_pics/armoured_fan.gif]twin dual fans[/URL][/B], a [B]wrist cross bow[/B] that shoots just as well as a regular cross bow, possibly even better, [B]several kanzashi pins[/B], and [B]gloves[/B] that do more than give my hands warmth. I'm not sure what the gloves were for, but they proved to be of worth to me. Of all these things that I keep, not one of the them comes close to the object I hold dear to my heart. If I were to lose this object, I would be distressed and in sorrow for years. It is the only thing that keeps me hoping and praying that I could see my family again. This object, which is not a weapon, is a necklace which I only have half of. This necklace was half of a moon and half of a sun, the moon went with my mother to give to my brother, and the sun is with me, around my neck at all times, never to leave that place. * * * There has been rumors of an outlaw who steals from the rich to give to the poor. I admire that and if the only way to meet this man is to be poor, then poor is what I shall do. I'll have to give myself a new name as well as give myself a new look, to fool those who see me. Reading the Robin Hood Legends should give me new insight and how I should be, as well as what name I should possess. And help it has been, for the name I choose is [B]Dani Scarlett[/B]. Scarlett is the last name of Will Scarlett, Robin's nephew who fought Robin in the forest when he came searching for his uncle Robin. Also, I'll have to choose an alias so that not all know me as Dani Scarlett. It seems that the women of the royalty have been calling me the Phantom Angel, then I shall call myself the [B]Phantom[/B]. The rich shall take form into that of the poor and seek this Robin fellow, wanting to know who he is and how his mind works. It will also give me time to get away from my father, his marriage plans, and his future plans for myself. * * * My name is Daniella Garrett, I am 23 years old, and at this moment, I no longer fit in this lifestyle of riches and wealth. I am now Dani Scarlett, the Phantom, someone who seeks her brother, wishing to turn this dreaded kingdom into something of worth. [URL=http://www.fan-sites.org/sophia-bush/gallery/data/media/11/10.jpg]Daniella[/URL] [URL=http://www.onetreehillcentral.org/visuals/albums/Cast/Sophia%20Bush/Photoshoots/Miscellaneous/007.jpg]Daniella 2[/URL][/size][/color][/center]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]Name:[/B] Damien Venitillia [B]Age:[/B] True= Unknown, disguise= 16 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Description:[/B] [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/Fiend.jpg]Damien (Adult)[/URL] ; [URL=http://www.vamppire.com/snowdrop/eyes/49.jpg]Damien's Face[/URL] ; [URL=http://www.vamppire.com/snowdrop/eyes/32.jpg]Damien[/URL] [B]Notes:[/B] There is not much known about Damien, only that he has been beside Tyra for countless ages. He has never failed her nor has he ever shown himself to anyone else. He is merely a shadow who lurks in the darkness, waiting for an attempt to grab the next Angel Knight from sight and changing her forever. Many don't know Damien quite well as Tyra does, nor do they know what he is like. He is mysterious with jaded eyes and a vibe that brings out his bad side. Who knows what he's truly like?[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]Name:[/B] Yagami Hikari "Kari" [B]Age:[/B] 15 [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Appearance:[/B] [url=http://angelica.alzona.com/Hikari.jpg]Kari[/url]; [URL=http://www.layer-infinity.net/iplay/kari.jpg]Hikari[/URL] [B]Digimon:[/B] In training: [URL=http://free.hostultra.com/~digitalempire/digidex/mn/Nyaromon.gif]Nyaromon[/URL] - Galactica Magnum Tail, Atomic Bomber Tail, Tail whip Rookie: [URL=http://free.hostultra.com/~digitalempire/digidex/st/Salamon.gif]Salamon[/URL] - Puppy howling, Petit punch, Sledge crash Champion: [URL=http://free.hostultra.com/~digitalempire/digidex/gh/Gatomon2.jpg]Gatomon[/URL] - Lightning Paw, Cat's Eye Hypnotism, Rapid Punch, Punch-Headslam-Kick, Rumble Ram, Dash Punch Ultimate: [URL=http://free.hostultra.com/~digitalempire/digidex/ab/Angewomon.gif]Angewomon[/URL] - Celestrial Arrow, Heaven's Charm Mega (Human): [URL=http://free.hostultra.com/~digitalempire/digidex/op/Ophanimon.jpg]Ophanimon[/URL] - Sephirote Crystal, Eden's Javelin Mega (Beast):[URL=http://free.hostultra.com/~digitalempire/digidex/mn/Magnadramon.gif]Magnadramon[/URL] - Fire Tornado, Dragon Fire, Heaven's claw [B]Digivice colour:[/B] Pink and White, I believe. [B]Crest:[/B] Light [B]Personality:[/B] Kari is a light-hearted person who thinks before she acts. She has a calm attitude and is known to be one of the more mature digidestined. She is smart, intelligent, perky, and brave. Not to mention optimistic, loving, and happy. Kari's new hobby is photography and has a digital camera around her neck in place of her whistle, which she gave to Gatomon. She is not as stubborn as her brother, but like Tai, she will do what she thinks is right. She also knows that Davis has a crush on her and so, she flirts with T.K. to make him jealous. She also seems to have a sixth sense when it comes to evil.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]Sounds of items being thrown around the room were being heard from inside Gabriella's room. Sounds of punches being thrown at the walls were sounded as well. Gabriella cared not for who heard it, nor did she have any care as to her bleedings hands. She was in rage and frustration, and because of that, Gabriella refused to allow herself to feel pain. Gabriella punched the wall adjacent to the door and stayed there for a moment, watching the blood trickle down from her knuckles to the wall, down to the ground, creating a small pool of crimson blood. Sweat dripped down and added to the mix of blood, it seemed as though she was crying, but truly she was drowning in sorrow on the inside. Thoughts ran through her mind, wondering why she was doing this, why she felt this way. She had felt this before, long ago, when she was young. [B][I]"Where's your pacifier, Gabby? Poor MacGuire. Her parents probably dress her like that because they couldn't get a boy."[/B] Cruel laughter came from the voices of a memory. [B]"What's wrong, MacGuire? Are you going to start to cry? Boo hoo."[/B] The laughter continued and young Gabriella stood with her black backpack. She wore boy's black denim shorts with a boy's NY shirt. Along with her clothing, she wore a black beanie with a cartoon wolf on it. Gabriella was quite the tomboy at her age and she didn't care, nor did her parents. Butit was the neighborhood boys who taunted her always, thinking she was a poor excuse for a girl. They went on and on with the taunting, but little did they know that it had no effect on her. [B]"Boys like you shouldn't be riding bicycles out on the street at this time of day. It's not safe."[/B] Gabriella spoke up and the boys stopped. They looked to each other then to her. [B]"The world today does not label gender. Nor does it give authority to men, for women also are able to work just as well as men, perhaps even better."[/b] The difficult wording that came from Gabriella's mouth confused the neighborhood boys. The eldest of the group got off of his bike and walked up to her, nearly threatening her with his size. [B]"What did you say? Are you making fun of me?"[/B] [B]"Christopher, if I were to "make fun" of you, I would not have said that the world has equal rights. I would have said that you were an ill-considered, senseless, selfish, asinine brat who thinks that boys are better than girls, when surely there is no greater sex." "Shut up, Gabriella! What do you know? You're just a girl and girls are stupid!" "Poor, naive Christopher. I see that you try to understand, but then I realize that you are just an ignorant child who thinks the world is his oyster and that men rule the world. I also see that some boys really do descend from dinosaurs. And you know what they say about dinosaurs."[/B] This boy, Christopher, looked on with anger. [B]"They have no means of living because of their hollow minds."[/B] Standing in front of a red-faced Christopher, Gabriella could not help but laugh in his face. He did not understand a word she had said and she was proud of it. She was the smartest child in the neighborhood and everyone knew it. She cared nothing for whatever anyone said and if anyone had said something rude, she would have a witty remark to fire back. With Christopher, it was way too easy. Turning around, still chuckling to herself, Gabriella began to walk back to her house, but Christopher ran towards her and pushed her down onto the grass. His friends all jumped off of their bikes and ran towards the two, creating a circle. Enraged, Gabriella stood and turned. Christopher put up his fists in an odd fashion, while Gabriella kept them down. [B]"That was not nice, Christopher. Just because we girls mature quicker than you boys, does not mean you have to be rude and inconsiderate and push us down. Now, I'm going to go home and I want you to [i]get off of my lawn[/i]."[/B] Once again, Gabriella turned. This time, Christopher did not push her down, he grabbed her by the shoulder and was about to turn her, when she grabbed his hand and flung him over her shoulder. He stood and punched Gabriella in the face, but this did not stop Gabriella. [B]"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"[/B] Was all that could be heard over the voices of Christopher and Gabriella, who was enraged from being touched and went into a berserk state. Her mind shut down and all she could think of was getting Christopher back. The crowd shouted and cheered as the two fought. Christopher constantly tried to punch Gabriella again, but was forced onto the ground each time. He then stood and forced his fist towards her face, but was quickly stopped when Gabriella grabbed his hand and flew her fist into his face. She then kicked and punched, spun and swirled, and soon was on top of Christopher's stomach, literally beating the snot out of him. [B]"What's going on?! HEY!"[/B] A voice sounded from the house behind the crowd. The children turned to look and saw Gabriella's dad, standing on the porch, wondering why so many neighborhood kids were standing on their lawn. They were stricken with fear and ran as fast as they came. Shouts were thrown at each other when Mr. MacGuire stomped towards Gabriella and Christopher. [B]"Shoot!" "Oh, no! It's Mr. MacGuire!" "Amscray!" "Let's get out of here!"[/B] Walking down towards the curb of the street, Mr. MacGuire saw the parting children and could see clearly two figures on the lawn. He walked towards the two and saw it was his daughter and his friend's son that was on the ground. He picked up Gabriella by the collar of her shirt and Christopher stood, crying and bleeding. Mr. MacGuire was not at all pleased by this sight and could see that there was a problem. Letting go of Gabriella's collar, she tried to run towards Christopher, shouting at him in Konglish- Korean and English, and Christopher ran to hide behind Gabriella's father. Not nearly enraged or angry, Mr. MacGuire was upset and could see that both were bleeding. He grabbed Gabriella by the shoulder and pointed to the house as he commanded her to go. She hissed at the boy as she left the two. Her father then sent Christopher in to get washed up. Later that night, Gabriella and her father walked down to Christopher's house and knocked on the door. There before the two was Christopher's dad, who was a very good friend of Gabriella's dad. He looked to Gabriella and Mr. MacGuire, but was not upset at the sight of them. He called for Christopher and stepped outside. Christopher appeared outside on the porch and stepped down to his dad. Underneath the light, his bruised face was shown. Several cuts and a black eye were upon his face. The two fathers looked to their child, then looked to each other. Gabriella stifled her laughter and her father asked her a question. [B]"Gabriella, is there something you wish to say to Christopher?" "Yes. Christopher is a sophomoric child who has no right to put his hands upon a girl when in fact he had begun the fight. He is an infantile and deserves to be punished, whether it was by me or his parents. And I will not apologize to this asinine fool."[/B] With a smile upon his face, Christopher's dad looked to Gabriella's dad, who was upset by what she had said. He then cleared his throat and she obeyed, without word. A sigh fell and she began. [B]"Christopher, I'd like to say that I'm sorry for saying such rude things and being very rude. I'm sorry for beating you up. Please forgive me?"[/B] It was Christopher's father's turn to clear his throat. Christopher stood with his arms crossed as he looked at the two MacGuire's. [B]"Fine. I accept your apology."[/B] His father cleared his throat once more. [B]"And...and I apologize for being mean to you and punching you. I shouldn't have done that." "Now, shake hands."[/B] Gabriella was reluctant, but she put her hand out. Christopher did the same and the two shook hands. [B]"Good. Let's go home, Gabby. Mom's probably done with dinner. Sorry for the trouble, Joe." "Don't worry about it, Dan."[/B] Joe Anderson, father of Christopher Anderson, turned to Christopher and ordered him inside. He then turned back to Gabriella and her father. [B]"You know, I thought my kid would be a fighter, but it turns out that the real fighter in the neighborhood is your kid. That's a lot of cuts and bruises you gave to Chris. I mean, my kid's been in a lot of fights, but this is the worst he's gotten yet. You've done a bang-up job and I think you straightened him out, Gabby."[/B] Dan looked to Gabby who stood embarrased and ashamed. She did not know what to say and just nodded. Dan smiled and ruffled her hair. He knew this was the beginning of her destiny.[/i] Still in front of the wall, Gabriella was not crying, but tears fell from her eyes as she remembered how her father stood there with her, making her feel safe and protected. She closed her eyes and punched the wall with the other hand, blood trickling down once more. Footsteps were heard outside of her door and she kept on punching the wall until she felt as if her problems have left. The door opened and her eyes were still closed, knowing that someone had grabbed her arms. ---------------------------------------------- [B]OOC:[/B] Wow, that's the longest post I've ever written probably.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]Now that I read my post, I didn't put a lot about myself. And if the Bikini Bandits are supposed to be like a family, then they've got to know a bit about me, right? ^_~* Oh and I have no idea why I chose my name. I think it's because I have this thing for foreign language. For those of you who do not know, Schwarz Araginée is Black Spider or Dark Spider. Schwarz is german and Araignée is italian. I love spiders, they're so interesting. And snakes. And wolves. And tigers. And bears. And dragons. And...anyways, I should get on with myself, shouldn't I? First off, I believe only a few people know my real name, the ones that I can think of off the top of my head is Annie and Metatron and Corey, I think. Secondly, since we're on the subject of favorite color, I don't have one, but I really, really like SILVER/GRAY, as you all can tell. LOL. And for those of you who wonder why all of my characters on OB are some type of rebel, it is because they are mostly my alter-ego. While they are dark, asocial, apathetic, esoteric, etc., I'm exuberant, open, happy, joyful, etc. ^_^...well, at times. Thirdly, Annie and Metatron are my OB siblings! Except, I live on the West Coast, while they live on the East Coast. -____-,,,, I think that's enough about me. If you want to know more about me, the Araignée, IM me at xox ehgee xox on AIM or PM me, okey dokey? And yes, Asuka, I am the OB female previously known as Arika, previously known as KiaraStarr.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]Ending up at her home, Heaven felt strange when she had touched Gabriel's hand. It was as if a strange force was pulling her towards him, but at the same time she feared what would happen. Not wanting to think about anything, Heaven walked to her bathroom. [B]"I think a nice, hot bath is in store for me today. Maybe a bit of music and that's it."[/B] Looking down, a white cat and a black dog, came up to her. [B]"Hello, babies. How are you? Yeah, yeah, you're hungry."[/B] Before settling into her bathtub, Heaven walked to the kitchen and poured her pets some food and water. She petted the cat and dog and smiled, knowing they would be there when she needed them the most. She sighed and walked to the bathroom, closing the door behind and turning on the radio. Sprinkling bathsalts and bath soap into the bathtub as it ran with warm water, Heaven stripped herself of her clothes. She turned the water off and stepped into the water lightly. She then slid down and let herself become consumed by the water and music. Closing her eyes, Heaven's mind began to conjure up memories, memories that Heaven had never before seen...until now.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]Bikini Bandit #3 here reporting for duty, Annie-san! ^_^. The Schwarz Araignée is here to poison those who near the Bandits. Ok, a bit corny, but that's alright. Anyways, I LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT! Of course, #3 is a definite good number. Hmmm....the beach. =].[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]Oh look! The beginning part was helped by the lovely, Neuvoxetere, Arika! ^_^ Yes, I shall use my old username for my real name shall not be spoken here, understood? Anyways, my, my, my. What a lovely chapter, it is. I LOVE IT! Yes, DOWN WITH DW! MOAHAAHAH! I think I should stop. Anyways, the Schwarz Araignée is here to lay down her web and lure those helpless followers of DW, ^_~*. BTW, I'm glad you are doing this, Annie.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]A sense came over the King and he looked to Lee then to Ianus, who covered her face once more. He stood up and looked back to his small army and understood now what would happen. Their destruction would be greater if they had gone into battle and this was the better. [B]"Ay. By the axe of Glimora, we dwarves will leave this battle be."[/B] Nodding, the dwarf king turned to the rest of his army and nodded. [B]"Come, we shall go back to the village. This battle greater than what I thought it to be."[/B] Turning to walk with his army, the king felt a hand upon his shoulder and turned back to see Ianus looking down at him. It was a calm storm of gray that glistened at him. Ianus leaned over and whispered into his ear. [B]"You passed the Sonnette's test. It took nothing in price of your touch. It forgave you when you showed it your soul. All is well, my king."[/B] A smile beamed on the king's face, knowing that Ianus was right. She stood up and looked to the army. [B]"Return to whence you came. 'Tis the right thing to do."[/B] Watching the dwarves leave the place of death, Ianus grabbed the Sonnette from the air and attached it back to her necklace. Its glowing light began to dim once it was hanging from Ianus' neck. She straightened herself and called for her beasts, who came at her side. She looked to Lee, who still stood unphased. She knew his secret and yet it interested her. She cared not for what it was, nor why it happened, only what her magick had told her. [B]"Shall we ride?"[/B][/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969][B][I]"How can I tell her how I feel? I'm not even certain of anything anymore."[/B][/I] With a sigh, Chika hung her head as the water rushed down onto her head. She turned the water off and shook her head slightly. Reaching for a towel, something was handed to her and when Chika looked up it was Hoshi, standing in front of her with a beaming smile. Chika gave her a slight smile before wrapping herself in the towel. [B]"Chika, I think we need to talk."[/B] Hoshi had a tone of urgency and concern. Something was not right to her and Chika knew what it was. [B]"Chika? Can we talk?" "Sure, why not? Let me get ready and we'll go talk."[/B] Nodding, Hoshi sat down on a bench and waited for Chika to get ready, who finished dressing quicker than any other girl that was in the room. She brushed her hair and tied her hair into a hanging ponytail, just like any other day. The two walked out to their usual spot underneath the sakura blossom tree. Hoshi looked into Chika's eyes, but they were even more distant.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]Name:[/B] Okibi Rei [B]Age:[/B] 25 [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://pantransit.reptiles.org/images/2001-07-29/kurenai-kasumi.jpg]Okibi Rei[/URL] [B]Personality:[/B] A silent and hard-working teacher is who Rei is. She is not like the others teachers who are either warm and inviting or cold and harsh. Rei is shown as the Ice Queen, a character of no interest in anything, rarely speaking, rarely active, rarely anything. Apathetic to everything around her, Rei allows no one in her class to fail nor does she take pride in how terrible they make her look. She may be a quiet person, but when the time comes, she is strict and to the point, always blunt and never sugar-coating anything. All this makes her a great teacher for she does not attach herself to students or staff members, she merely works and is determined to continue her work in seeing these children graduating and becoming admirable people. Children at the Institute know her as a dedicated teacher who sees all, hears all, and knows all. They fear her, yet they respect her. Rei teaches the children that life isn't always kind and giving. She also teaches that it's not about just being at the Institute but keeping the privilige to stay. It's a responsibility to do good in the Institute and show hard-work, dedication, determination, and honor. [B]Extra Notes:[/B] [B]Love:[/B] [/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]Name:[/B] Ran Jun-Li (surname first) [B]Callsign:[/B] Zero [B]Age:[/B] naturally 23 years [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://img159.exs.cx/img159/6639/wogcon100ey.jpg]Ran Jun-Li[/URL] (The sword in the pic is how her Energy Blades look like.) [B]Personality:[/B] Blunt. Aggressive. Independent. There is no other way to explain this reploid. Jun is a reploid who stands by herself and speaks her mind. She believes that there is no sugar-coating the truth or whatever it is you must say. If she feels it, she'll say it. There is no hiding back feelings for Jun and there is no escaping her wrath. Of all the emotions that a reploid or human could feel, anger, rage, and temperament are the three that she feels the most. There is no explaining why, but they say it connects her to a mysterious past. [B]Biography:[/B] "As the night approaches, I prepare myself for escape. They have no need for me here, nor do I have any need to stay. They used me as a test subject, a puppet, and a mere toy. When I became disobedient and grew a mind, they threw me into the garbage and left me there to rot. Little did they know that I was not defected, nor was I broken. I was in perfect working order and the other "toys" that they threw out soon became mine to work with and turn into dangerous weapons. Tonight, I make my escape and there shall be no one to capture me. I shall set myself free from these idiots who believe that they can turn me into a weapon of mass destruction. I shall take to flight from this horrendous place and the people that placed the Ares Virus Chip into me. It shall be their demise that shall make my reputation known. I am Viral Project Ares Zero, commonly known as Zero. This will be the new beginning of an old ending to this chapter in a story. A letter was found on the door to the CEO of the people who placed the AVC into Zero. It was written beautifully and gracefully, as if her handwriting was gliding in air. After the letter, came a recording that was found on the table where the men met with the CEO. It played over and over, the sounds of a beam gun shooting at its targets. Then a voice came at the last target. The next sound was not a beam gun, but a quick gasp and a thud. The voice was unrecognizable, but the words said after were dark, mysterious, and nearly ghostly. "The clock strikes twelve and I have finished what I was to do in the beginning. These twelve men who sit here today were the ones responsible for my being. I have said that I would escape, but not until a few gifts were given in return. I have made my mark and now it is known that Viral Project Ares Zero, commonly known as Zero, is not to be taken lightly. It is my verdict and upon that verdict, I shall lay to bleed the fiends who cursed those like me. I am the weapon of mass destruction that these men have told me to become. I am the assassin that they wanted me to become. I am Zero, the ghost who has come back from the dead and haunts those who cross her path." At the end, it repeated after each message had ended. A never-ending message, told to those who entered the room. Yet, another message was found inside the CEO's inner jacket pocket. Looking at the small disk, they had opened it on a computer and began to read it slowly. It said this: "To all those who have found the third message: I am a mere prototype to your first of many experiments, I know this. Yet, you cannot conduct any other experiments for I have destroyed all work and research recorded, deleted all that was used in the creation of the Ares Virus Chip. The Ares Virus Chip had only one task and that task was to control me. To create me into the perfect weapon for all mankind and reploids alike to see, yet you humans have not even noticed the defects it had upon me. It not only gives me the stamina and stealth, but now, given unto me is a greater poison that courses throughout my blood. This venomous virus is only known to corrupt my body and mind, giving me uncontrollable outbursts of rage and berserk states. I tell you this, because of the disapproving days and horrid hours I have spent with you, I have become a deadly creature who only takes form when the scent of blood arises and meets the air, when I hear the blood curdling screams of the weak, when all I can think of is all the deaths that I have seen while I worked for you, without a choice. Alas, it does not pain me nor does it give me any incentive to work for those who have wrong morals and values. It has made me stronger in will, in mind, and in heart. I am no longer a lackey to those who think they are greater than I. I have belief that no one is greater, but inspired. Without further ado, I leave with only these words: Remember that Zero sees all, hears all, and knows all. Take heed, ladies and gentlemen, for I [i]will[/i] return." The people who had lived through this ordeal looked to one another and knew that she would return. They feared that the AVC would create a monster within reploids, but they didn't realize that the prototype had added material within it. Therefore, the people still continued the work, beginning to perfect the AVC. Who she is, no one truly knows. A mysterious past and a mysterious present, esoteric and ghost-like is they know how she is. The one sure thing that they do know is she will become the saviour of the disabled, the incapable, and those who fear no one can rescue them. [B]Affiliation:[/B] Free Lancer, soon teams up with Sygnosis X. [B]Primary Weapon:[/B] Twin Plasma Blasters [B]Secondary Weapon:[/B] Twin Retractable Energy Blade - This weapon can become chained kunai, when connected, but also it can become energized with a strange energy that can drain the power of a reploid and at times, electrocute them. It depends on how strong the Blade is at that moment. [B]Defensive Capability:[/B] Telekinesis - Although this does not help with escape, Jun's defensive capability is, by far, just as great. It allows Jun to create small force field domes around her or several others, take control of material objects, create shields and the like. It also allows her to create illusions of herself or others which confuse the enemies. OOC: I hope this is better. If it's not, then I tried.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]"[I]There was fear in her eyes as she stood in front of the angel of death. She stepped back as he seemed to drifted towards her. She knew she could not escape his power nor him. It was almost nearly impossible, but she had to try. She had to get away from him and find some way to regain the knowledge she had lost.[/i] That sounds about right. Let's see, 22 chapters so far and 140 pages. I think that's good. Maybe 60 more pages, I mean, this is good stuff after all." "Talking to yourself again?"[/B] Looking up, Reese was in the doorway looking at Heaven as she closed her notebook. She smiled and Heaven stood up, stretching her arms and legs. She looked at the clock and noticed it was 2:30. Lunchtime. Heaven looked at Reese with puppy-dog eyes and Reese sighed. [B]"Come with me. Your food's getting cold. I made macaroni and cheese, your favorite dish."[/B] A sarcastic tone came from Reese as she led Heaven to the counter. [B]"Here. Sit down and eat your food."[/B] With a smile on her face, Heaven picked up the fork and began to eat. It didn't take long for her to finish. She stood and thanked Reese, who gave Heaven her stuff and an umbrella. [B]"Be careful. Don't catch a cold, ok?"[/B] Nodding, Heaven walked out and opened the umbrella. Savoring every moment as she took a step back home. Letting the scent of rain swirl around her, enveloping her in an aroma of undenying purity. But something in the air was not right. It was a strange scent, a scent that Heaven had noticed before one night. It hung in the air like a distant memory, as if time itself stopped only for that moment. A chill ran down Heaven's spine. Something was definitely not right and she was about to soon see why.[/size][/color]

Lillian Morgan LeFay II Unknown In a land far away, where the snowcapped mountain tops hide against the dark forest, there live a seductive enchantress. So fair and so white is she, capturing the hearts of those who lay eyes upon her, but who of they can say that she is the most beautiful in all the lands? For where the babbling waters flow against the white sand beaches, another creature of beauty makes her stay. An elegant siren basks underneath the fiery sun. These two creatures make their appearance where all could see, yet all think them to be rivals of the lands, never knowing them to be companions, allies, friends. They never knew them to coincide with each others' presence. They never knew them. And this is their story. Kisses of Sunshine Hidden in their place of conference, the enchantress recoiled into a throne of stone, while the siren took her seat upon a chair of vines. The two engaged into conversation, telling stories that they have heard, the people they had seen, and the things they told. Each night they retreated into this secret place and told of their days. The enchantress would tell of who would come down to ask for advice or magic potions, while the siren told of those who came down to capture her or wander off into her domain. This night was different. Their stories were not the same as the usual nights. One had a different story to tell, a thought that ran through their mind for quite some time. That one was the enchantress. Envy consumed her and her conscience was stolen by it. Nothing could get past this jealousy within her. The siren never knew of this and was not ready to reply. [B]"My dearest sister, Serena, you seem troubled. What bothers you today?"[/B] The enchantress said nothing. She merely smiled and replied, [B]"I am quite alright. I am only tired and weary from my day. 'Tis nothing to worry about." "But I worry about you sometimes, Serena. Lately you have not been as joyful."[/B] A worried tone escaped the siren's voice. It was shown that her concern was setting in. [B]"Please, tell me what troubles you so?"[/B] Hesitating, Serena did not wish to say anything, yet it was her sister's concern for her that allowed her to tell her of her distressed mind. [B]"Darling Illia, there is much to do with envy than there is to love. It hurts me so to keep in the dark forest where I am alone, while you prance around outside underneath the burning circle. 'Tis pain for me to see this sight, to know this. I long to be quite like you, but I know that the gods have made me this way and it will never be." "Oh, my. The stars were correct. I do not know what to say, my sister. All I know is that if you allow yourself to feel this way hatred may step in between us and we may never be known as the beauties of the night and day, the princesses of darkness and light, the everlasting magick and infinite song. We shall never be known as two of the truest sisters of Olympia. Would you wish that?"[/B] Silence hung in the air as the two sisters sat in their thrones. Each had nothing to say, each did not know what to say, and each did not know. Illia the Siren was empathetic, passive, and understanding to everything her sister felt. If she was hurt, Illia felt it. It was as if Illia took the sorrow, the pain, the anger on herself, while her sister merely expressed it. Serena the Enchantress, on the other hand, was aggressive, protective, and apathetic, the complete opposite of Illia. While Illia was emotional in all that she did, Serena was physical. Nothing they did or said was nearly quite the same, but their minds thought alike, their hearts were alike, and they were a one of a kind pair. It was hard to find sisters like these, where one ability coincided with the other. As the years passed by, Serena gradually left the dark forest to become known as the Lady of the Forest and Illia became known as the Lady of the Lake. They lived in peace as they did before. Never arguing, never fighting, always coexisting with each other. Their story was to bring happiness and understanding, to show their compassion for each other's love. How one difference could have brought down an entire relationship, but also how one voice could make others see. In a land far away, where the snowcapped mountain tops hide against the dark forest and the babbling waters flow against the white sand beaches, the sun does not give more light to one place or less light, it is all equal and underneath the sun lives two sisters who live in harmony and accept the kisses of the sunshine in a land faraway underneath the sun.

[size=1][color=#696969]Several wounds had not been bandaged as Vivian, the saviour of the crew, spoke about Colony Section II. Gabriella winced as she tried to step down off of the bed that she was sitting upon. Van reached to grab her hand but it was stopped by Vivian as she watched this girl step down. It was unnatural to see a survivor with many wounds be able to move around so effortlessly. Holding onto her side, Gabriella looked to Vivian and knew that there was something strange with her. She then looked to Allen and the others, then to another girl in the room. Her name was Geneefee and she looked to Allen and Vivian, then to Gabriella, who had a hard time standing up and breathing, but cared for nothing. She looked to Allen once more. [B]"You should get the rest of your wounds dressed, Gabriella." "I'd rather be in pain than sit around and do nothing."[/B] Gabriella had her hand on the bed that was behind her and still held her side. It pained her to speak or to breath, yet she managed to suppress it. Van looked to Allen who looked to Gabriella. She was stubborn and determined, there was nothing that would change her mind.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]The dark elemental sorceress scoffed at this sight. She grew frustrated and in doing so raised her arms to the sky and a dark sky began to form. The Sonnette stayed by her side, as did the animals. Ianus spread her arms out and from the dark sky came forth a terrible creature. It ripped the clouds apart as it dove down from its nest. The fighting ceased as they glanced their way towards the creature now before them. The Dwarf king looked to Ianus who leered at him. This made him wary and he staggered back. She closed in on him and all he could see was the Sonnette, glittering in the sky like a black diamond waiting to be picked from its forbidden seat. The king did just that. He leaned forward and touched the Sonnette, forgetting what it would do. The black creature soon showed its form and the army of dwarves were in shock. The black creature turned to be the fiery guardian of the shadow fire, Balrog. It was a menacing sight and the remaining army readied their weapons. [B]"YOUR KING IS NOW MINE!"[/B] Faces turned to Ianus as she spoke. [B]"Your so-called king has touched the Sonnette. And it is said that he who touches the Sonnette will be forsaken to pay a price. His price shall be soon known when his vision is given. Now, I tell you, STAND DOWN! If you do not, then prepare yourselves to face Balrog, guardian of the shadow fire."[/B] Immediately the dwarves all sheathed their weapons, but only to take them out once more and run toward Balrog. [B]"BALROG! INCINERATE THESE FOOLS!"[/B] A great roar came from Balrog as he slashed his whip towards the raging dwarves. Fear were set into their eyes, but until their king was released or until Balrog perished, they would not stop. Ianus shook her head and turned her attention to Lee, then to the dazed king. She kneeled down to him and took the Sonnette in her hands and let it float. She then whispered into the king's ears. [B]"I tell you, my dwarven king, this is one battle that you cannot fight alone. I shall show you what should happen if you did battle against Gwydion's army of dead."[/B] Holding his hand, Ianus closed her eyes and put one hand upon his head. A gasp came from the dwarf's breath as he and Ianus was taken forward in time. It was a brief moment, but when they returned back, all was still and the dwarf king was out of his comatose state.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]The rain drizzled down onto her cold body. Her hair was wet and tangled from the drenching rain and her body was shivering slightly from the cold of the wind and water that stuck to her. Heaven looked up to see the beautiful clouds of gray. It was her favorite time of the year and her favorite weather of all. It reminded her of many things and helped her to write many stories. Walking down the street, Heaven walked into a small café that her friend owned. She looked up to see Heaven soaked in rain and shook her head. She pointed to the back and Heaven walked down the hallway towards a room. She sighed and her friend walked in with a hot cup of cocoa and a towel. [B]"Forget your umbrella again?" "Of course not! I don't own one, remember? Anyways, I love the rain. It's the greatest weather of all. Wouldn't you agree, Reese?"[/B] Rolling her eyes at her dear friend, Reese threw the towel at her friend and left the cup of cocoa on a stand beside the bed that was there. Heaven merely smiled and watched her friend leave to work. It left her in the quiet room to think about a few more paragraphs to write for her new story.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]Name:[/B] Masayume Chika [B]Age:[/B] 16 [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Description:[/B] Ask Sonata. [B]Thoughts on Love:[/B] Love was merely a distraction for Chika. There was no need for love and there was no need to open herself up to anyone, not even her parents. But upon meeting Hoshi, Chika soon learned that it is better to be in love then be alone in the world. Ever since, Chika has become passionate, slightly open-hearted, caring, and loyal. She became protective of Hoshi and would do anything to protect her and their love. [B]Bio:[/B] ....[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]{"This I may, mistress of mine?"}[/B] The care-free bird had said. Waiting for a moment, Ianus could hear the dragon beating its wings against the winds. Nodding, she sent the bird with a message. She knew that if Gwydion was to die, then all hell would break loose and her chance of retrieving the item would be a loss. She then took her attention to the Drawven King, who still stood unmoved. It was time for Ianus to make her move, whether it be the horror that she show or the good. [B]"If you do not wish to listen to him, my good man, then I suggest you listen to me."[/B] Ianus' voice echoed like the hollow wind in the breeze. Her voice was graceful yet icy. The Dwarven King looked to her. [B]"What? I do not take kindly to strangers, such as yourselves. I will battle. Out of my way."[/B] With the Sonnette de Ombre making its course around her body, Ianus stepped forward and the king took a step back as he felt her dark ferocity near him. Lee watched as she came closer to him. She began to speak and a cold tone rushed over her flowing voice. The dwarves behind were either caught in fear or shock as they watched this elemental stand up to their king. [B]"Little man, I suggest you do not anger me at this point. You and your men will fall back until we are told to go forth. If you do not give word to what I say, then you shall feel my wrath." "What, what? Little man? Now you listen to me..." "FALL BACK! Or take a chance with me and the Sonnette."[/B] Murmurs lingered here and there within the army. Lee looked to Ianus with a wondering in his eye. Veritas' happiness was quickly calmed by his mistress. Seiryuu reverted back to his lizard form and hurried to hide himself underneath Arcana's feathers. The dwarf king cleared his throat nervously as his eyes locked onto the floating orb. Her face hidden a slight chuckle was heard. The Sonnette de Ombre had powers that no one had ever known before. It held such magick that was strong and quite powerful, only obeying to the one who could hold it. Should one be given this ability, they were given the power of darkness and shadow, a vision of clairvoyance, and an ear unlike any other. Ianus pulled down her hood for the first time and showed her face to the crowd. Immediately they fell into silence and were taken aback by who stood before them. [B]"You...you...you..." "Stop your stammering. If your army cannot even bear the sight of me, then how are you to fight against Gwydion's hellspawned army?"[/B] Clearing his throat, yet still nerve-racked, the king was able to speak. [B]"Gwydion has no chance with us. We will stop her from taking this world from us." "Do you really wish to take up that risk? To die for nothing? Unless you have powers even the ancient ones do not know about, then, by all means, take your men and fight! But if you do not have such powers, stand down! If you do not, I shall release the Sonnette's power upon you! And you, my good man, will be the first to fall. Now what say you?"[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]"Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Bloomington. My name is Michelle Lee."[/B] Confusion set into Nicole's face as she tried to remember who Michelle was. Michelle smiled sweetly and understood. It wasn't as if she was a celebrity, like her father, Eugene Lee. She then took another sip of her wine before helping Nicole out. [B]"I am the daughter of Eugene Lee, the owner of the Muse Hotel."[/B] When this was heard, Nicole's eyes widened as she heard the name Lee and Muse Hotel. In some way, everyone knew the owner one way or another, it did not matter how. Michelle laughed a little and just smiled as always. She knew how people acted when they had heard that she was daughter. It mattered none and she merely loved to see the expression that people gave her. [B]"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Lee." "Please, call me Michelle. Ms. Lee is only for work. It's too formal, you see." "I understand."[/B] Still smiling, Michelle looked around at the christmas party. It was small, but festive. It brought her to a good mood, once more. The music, the people, the refreshments were all wonderful. She had not been to a party like this in quite some time. It was always her father's parties that she had to attend, never anything like this. Nicole noticed Michelle's eyes wandering, which brought Nicole to Michelle's attention. [B]"It's an upbeat restraunt, wouldn't you say? It reminds me a bit of my mother." "Yes, it is. But if you don't mind me asking, what does your mother do?"[/B] A slight chuckle escaped Michelle's breath. She accepted her mother's death, but wasn't keen on talking about. She rarely wore her heart on her sleeve and was used to it. Her father was like that and she inherited that gene. It wasn't hard. [B]"My mother passed away when I was young." "I'm sorry. I didn't know." "No, no. It's quite alright. What's passed is past, right?"[/B] The cheeriness of Michelle still lingered, but something bothered her, even though nobody could see it. She merely ignored it and went on with her night. She didn't care to think about her feelings at the moment, except for the festive and happy emotions that she wanted to exude. Sorrow and pain would not return to her, no matter what.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]Her dark presence fell around her as she looked to Lee. He could see past her darkened face, he knew. His discomfort was affected by her dark presence and they knew it. Arcana clawed the ground impatiently as he looked to the spirit beast. The Spirit Elemental's companions leered at Ianus' companions, and the feelings were mutual. Seiryuu hissed at the ghostly horse, while Veritas merely looked on at the ghostly panther, and Arcana glared at the Spirit Beast. [B]["Stand down. We are not here to fight. We are here to merely bring Gwydion back. There is nothing more, understood?"][/B] Ianus spoke to her companions and beast in a stern tone which they could never disobey. They looked to her and calmed themselves as they saw that Ianus had placed her hand upon the Sonnette de Ombre. [B]["They are not the threat here, nor are we. Remember the mission, my friends. And remember that no one must know who we are, understood?"][/B] The spirit elemental looked to Ianus and she could see that he neither despised being with her nor accepted being with her. It did not matter to Ianus. As long as she was able to near Gwydion, nothing mattered. She merely smirked and let her hands touch Seiryuu's scaly tail. The panther and horse were restless as they looked on, they could feel her darkness. They knew it to be just darkness, not if it was evil or good, but is there good or evil in darkness?[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969][B]"No, no. The red poinsettias go in the solid and the white go in the transparent. Lift the lights and curve it more. Anderson, more silver on the tree please. And we need to get a new ornament for the top of the tree, as well."[/B] With a smile beaming on her face, Michelle could feel the christmas spirit all around her. It was invigorating and tremendously blissful. She walked around complimenting and advising, but most of all looking at her task at hand. The decorations and preparations for the christmas season was a task that her father appointed her because he knew how she felt about the holidays. Everyone greeted her with a smile on their face and a joyous feeling. She then decided to make her way to the kitchen. As Michelle nodded to the passersby, she heard a beep as she walked to the kitchen. She ignored for it for a moment but it had gotten consistent and annoying. Michelle stopped and listened to the voice. [B]"Yes, Helen?" "Ms. Lee, your father is on line 3 and there is an invitation for you at your office. It says you're invited to a party at the "Bread Roll" and they would like you to be a guest. There is a phone number written down as well. Would you like me to decline?" "Alright, tell my father that I will call him back later and call "Bread Roll" and ask for the manager. I'll be up in a moment." "Yes, ma'am."[/B] Michelle sighed and walked to the kitchen. Upon opening the doors, commotion erupted all around and everyone was bustling about, readying the dinner feast that her father and his clients were arrive to. Michelle found the head chef and asked for the new menu. [B]"Ms. Lee! Here's the new menu. I may make some edits on this, but it's nearly everything that I think you might like. Also, your father's dinner feast is almost ready." "Thanks for letting me know, Daniel. Keep up with the good work."[/B] Exiting the kitchen, Michelle walked towards the elevator and rode up to her office. She complimented the elevator operator and walked towards her office, in which she found Helen doing her secretary work. She smiled to her as well and walked into her office, with Helen following behind. [B]"Ms. Lee, the manager from the "Bread Roll" is on line 2 and your father congratulates you on your work so far." "Thank you, Helen. I'll take that phone call. Put her through."[/B] Helen nodded and went back to her desk. She pressed a few buttons and put the manager through to Michelle, who answered the phone. She was busy organizing and listing of things to do till the Christmas festival. [B]"Hello?" "Yes, hello. This is Michelle Lee, the co-president of the Muse Hotel. I received your invitation to your party. What time does the party start?" "Oh. It begins soon. I'm glad you could R.S.V.P. We'll be expecting you here." "Alright then. Thank you. Have a nice day."[/B] Looking at things, Michelle was already finished with many of the things she was needed to do. She had nothing else and got out of her office, grabbing her coat, bag, and keys. She looked to Helen who waved good bye. Going back down, Michelle said her good-byes to the workers and walked to the employee's parking lot. She unlocked her car doors on the way to her car and hopped in. She turned on the music and was listening to an R&B version of christmas songs. She was in a good mood and was on her way home. Unlocking her apartment door, the jingles of her dog's collar was heard and when the door opened, he wagged his tail and greeted her. She petted him and quickly chose her clothes and layed them out on her bed. She walked to the bathroom, closing it behind her, Michelle removed her work clothes from her body and stood naked in front of the bath tub, checking the temperature of the water. She stepped in and lathered and rinsed her body to rid herself of the body odor and soil from the day. Standing in the shower for a bit, she began to think of the christmas days at the hotel and the people that would arrive, then one person entered her mind, but she knew that he was no more. She shook her head and turned off the water. Grabbing a towel, Michelle dried herself off and walked out. Quickly changing, she was ready for the party. With a quick look in the mirror, she saw herself. She wore a silky, long sleeved burgundy shirt, black pants with a white and lavender sash belt, and her black boots. She nodded and grabbed her waist-long black jacket and walked out of the door. [B]"Let's see. Bread Roll is...ah. Here we go."[/B] Fixing her hair and make-up, Michelle got out of her car and walked up to the doors of the Bread Roll. She opened the door and looked around, the place was filled with people. It was a sight that she hadn't seen in a while. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [B]OOC:[/B] My creativeness just stopped a couple paragraphs later. How horrible. Oh well, I talked to Meth and she said it was alright for me to join. ^_^[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]Everyone introduced themselves to each other. They began to get to know each other. As if that was something that Ianus needed. A smirk appeared upon her hidden face as she looked on. Arcana appeared before Ianus and looked at the others with her. Veritas was flying around, still twirling and swirling in the air, filled with happiness, where as Seiryuu formed himself into a [URL=http://www.ctrl-c.liu.se/ftp/IMAGES/fantasy/dragonfly.jpg]drakkenfly[/URL], racing after Veritas. Disliking this scene of boredom, Ianus turned and Arcana watched her leave. Veritas and Seiryuu saw this as well and flew down to Arcana, perching themselves on his back. They all looked to each other and then watched their mistress walk away from the crowd, knowing that meeting Gwydion once more would be fateful. * * * * * * Arriving near a quiet hill that was near the fountain, Ianus found a beautiful white willow that shaded a large part of a field. She smiled lightly and walked towards it, sitting beneath it and pulling down her hood to let the sun touch her face. Beautiful flowers bloomed all around as she looked at the hill, colorful insects float around the flowers. She looked up to the sky and could see the clouds passing by. A tranquil feeling rushed all around her, letting her cares and worries escape her for that moment. Ianus closed her eyes and sighed. It was a feeling that she had not felt since long. [B][I]"Why can't life be as simple as this? Sitting underneath a white willow, listening to the calm winds breezing by? If only my life was as simple as this, then perhaps I'd love it."[/B][/I] Opening her eyes, Ianus looked ahead and saw an image in front of her. Not believing what it was, Ianus blinked a few times, but saw that the image disappeared. She sighed once more and stood. She knew that Gwydion would have plans occuring in her mind, which meant she would lay them out any moment. Ianus put her hood back on and walked back to the fountain, only to see her animals waiting for her. [B]{"Looks of sorrow comes from our mistress. Something is the matter?"} ["No, Veritas. I just needed a moment to myself. Too many thoughts can tire a person or creature."] ("Then you're alright?") ["Yes, my dragon. I am fine. Thank you for your concerns, though. I appreciate it."] [/B] Ianus smiled and it was seen to the three, she layed a hand on Arcana's head and petted it. She looked up and walked to the fountain and looked into it. Suddenly the voice was heard again. She looked harder and the image on the hill and the voice in the sky came together.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#696969]Sorry I didn't get this up earlier. I was preoccupied and I completely forgot. Sorry. ^_^;;; [B]Name:[/B] Heaven Leigh Gell [B]Key Name:[/B] Agoriad [B]Race:[/B] Human: The Key [B]Sex:[/B] Female [B]Age:[/B] 22 [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://www.santharia.com/pictures/enayla/enayla_pics/whisper.jpg]The Key[/URL] [URL=http://animevisions.net/Pictures/girls/sg24.jpg]Heaven[/URL] [B]Preferred weapon:[/B] A great passion of dislike to anything that would harm people, creatures, or otherwise, Heaven rarely uses her weapons- the Twin Stars, Romella and Anocte, an [URL=http://www.kultofathena.com/images/UC1251_l.jpg]ancient dagger[/URL], and finally an almost [URL=http://www.milikan.nl/lcloseup_evenstar.jpg]ethereal flower[/URL] hanging from her neck. [B]Background:[/B] Not knowing who she truly was, Heaven lived in a world of bliss and peace. She heard no screams and no cries. She saw no chaos and no pain. Life was joyous as she knew it to be and nothing more. A life without trouble, pain, and trauma was what Heaven had. She knew nothing of a life filled with death, discord, and strife. She had lived a complete life of near perfection, not having to worry about anything. Up until a few years ago, Heaven was a normal child, just like any other. She had no one chasing after her, destroying everyone she cared for, murdering everyone she loved. She did not have images of death and torture running through her mind, waking her up in a cold sweat. Up until a few years ago, Heaven was not tracked down like an animal in the wild, hunted for its luxuriousness. She was not chosen to carry a burden. And now, evil echoed throughout her mind. There was no way to escape them. They followed her wherever she went, they knew who she was, they wanted what she had, and they would stop at nothing to get it. They would sacrifice her to gain what they were meant to receive, they cared nothing for her. Screams and cries were heard as she slept, never letting her sleep, never allowing her to live in peace. Insanity began to set in, but Heaven never let it consume her. The screams and cries only left when those who were after her killed that cry. She never had to feel what others felt, she never had to become an empath who carried out their destruction. All this would never stop until "they" found her. This would never stop until this burden, this curse, would leave her side and leave her to be alone. But, what if this isn't a burden? Only a power meant to be controlled and a task meant to be accomplished? Then what?[/size][/color]