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- Luna Skye
- Victor Yurcov
- Thalsian
- Sebastian 'Sebby' Nicoles
- Mashiro Nakiya
- Xianto
- Athena Cykes
- Mars Reneau
- Yandela Elderel
- Edward Hudacious
- Scolopendra
- Whatever the Hell Virtu's playing as

Scolopendra's eyes were that of a fish at marketplace. Dead. He was aimlessly wandering around the plaza, surrounded by people laughing, sharing good humor, and spending time with their families. They honestly disgusted him. He looks over to the horizon, wishing that they would all just die.

((VIOLENCE WARNING - Please skip to the listed part))

Thalsian cackled loudly as he chased the pack of thieves through the narrow and decrepit alleyways. The hunt excited him. He hit one of them with a blood bolt and knocked them down. Standing over their body he grabbed them by the face and siphoned their life before continuing his chase, leaving a crumpled up body behind. Four more to go. The mage had no problem keeping up with them because he knew the alleyways like the back of his hand.

He lobbed another blood bolt at one of the thieves, then blood drained from another to keep up his stamina. Eventually the thieves had nowhere else to run but confront the blood mage. "We give up!!" The one pleaded as he panted loudly to catch his breath. "LET US LIVE!" Then a third one added "Please?" as he dropped to his knees. Thalsian kicked the one on his knees over and pressed his boot against the man's head.

"Maybe you soddin' assholes should've thought that over before killing the little girl and stealing her belongings." The mage snarled back at them before a sinister grin grew on his face.

He used the man lying on the ground as a sacrifice to fuel his spell, the man burst open and the blood formed into 2 giant clawed hands that ripped the other thieves apart. Their lifeless bodies fell to the ground, just in time for the city guard to arrive to witness the entire scene. Sighing loudly as he drew upon whatever blood he could use to replenish his own used by his magic, he turned hia attention to the now wary city guards.

Just as he was thinking of attacking them, more guards piled into the alley leaving no room to escape. At this point there was only 2 options:

• Sacrifice the lot of them and turn into an uncontrollable dragon.
• Go with them peacefully, only to be executed at a later date.

Both options were terrible. Then suddenly something weird started happening around the mage. Option 3 presented itself as his world started to fade around him and next thing you know Thalsian was standing there face to face with a young boy.

Yandela was running again. She threw whatever magic she could manage when her concentration was as broken as it was- blood gushing out of her side and shoulder is prone to do that to a person. Her pursuers, agents of her former masters, chased after her relentlessly, warding off her magic with the spells of the chained slaves behind them. Cursing, Yandela cast an invisibility spell over herself, sliding into the back alleys to escape her past. She clambered up to the roof of the nearest building, laying down flat against the thatched roof and trying to quiet her breathing.

Her back, the scars from her captivity, burned, but Yandela couldn't find the breath or energy to call up a healing spell. Her vision swam as the voices of her pursuers grew nearer, her already short breath catching in her throat. The top of a bald head, dull eyes, and a scraggy, toothless grin popped up over the roof as everything darkened around Yandela.

The city around him burnt. The raging inferno devouring house after house, taking its time with some slowly collapsing their roofs while others it sent collapsing to the ground into burning embers in seconds. On the inner walls where he stood very few other soldiers were left retuning fire at the Airships that flew overhead relentlessly bombing the remains of the city and defenders. He knew it wouldn't be long before he join the other in either being flattened by the bombs or burnt alive in the fire. He hoped it would be the former. However since he had far more than enough bullets to continue firing for hours he did so, just blazing away into the sky using the chaingun mounted onto either arm of the steam fired plate armour he wore.

When the child asked him the question he was temped to order him to leave the area however he just didn't have the will to order him out. So he just said yes on whim. Then when he found himself a few minutes later not preparing to die in a burning city but falling through the sky of an unknown world, he was speechless. Maybe there was really more to what that boy said?

A young child with hair the same color as his smiled at him. It wasn't one that was condescending or looking down on him. The smile was a sympathetic one. A query was popped, and he gave a positive answer.

The next thing Scolopendra saw was to ethereal it was difficult to describe. The world around them began to shift until it faded into nothingness. Perplexed, Scolopendra whirled around. Behind him was a place he did not recognize in the slightest.

High above the rising skies of planet earth, above the spiraling planets of the Milky Way, deep in the vast arrays of space, the lonely god waits.
The Tardis lies in utter silence and harmonic ease as it's pilot carelessly gazes out into the empty space, lost in the fabric of his thoughts.
In order to complete his rite of passage and become a fully grown Time Lord, he slaughtered endless amounts of civilizations. Men, Women, Children, Creatures.....their blood were all on his hands.
As the Tardis drew closer to a nearby planet inhabited by human-like individuals, Edward watched in disgust.
"Look at them."
"The universe's biggest cancer."
He took a pause.
"From the milky way to the Pegasus galaxy, the humans spread and breed like second grade creatures endlessly causing the universe nothing but contamination".
It were none other than the human race who captured his father and brutally murdered him in front of his mother, whom's fate was too gruesome to even recall.
As the Tardis slowly drifted above the planet he gazed down upon it with a deathly stare.
"I will kill them all."
Closing the doors in his rage, he headed to the Tardis console in which he proceeded to materialize the Tardis upon the planet itself.
With his successful landing he slowly opened the doors of the Tardis to gaze at the planet itself.
It was beautiful. The air seemed fresh, the flowers flourishing and the animals fat to the bone.
It was then that he saw them. A man and a woman. Within their hands was none other than a hunting rifle. In something that seemed like hours, they both lifted up their rifles and aimed it at a family of deer.
Edward shut the doors of the Tardis and went to the console.
He had seen all he needed to see.
Humans are violent, and they will always remain that way.
With gentle movements, he selected the planet's core through the Tardis monitor.
Followed by a simple pull of the big red lever. It was done.
The Tardis stood there unshaken in empty space as the planet was shattered to pieces in an instant. Engulfed in the fires of hell.
Every single human, animal and creature on that planet was dead.
He sat there for a moment watching the debris drift through space in such a gentle motion and it was then that Edward caught sight of him.
A young boy, no older than 11. Gazing back at him within the fires of destruction.

Warning! Language! Skip to very last para to avoid!

Mars grit his teeth and glowered at the short, portly man from his place in the office door. "Sorry, I didn't quite catch that, what?" He grinded out, keeping his voice as level as possible. The man grinned nastily at him "As I said before, we don't need a person of your demeanor representing the establishment anymore," he repeated.

"Yea I heard you the first damn time," he spat coldly "What I'm confused on, is that I'm the best bartender in this hellhole and your firing me!? Why?"

The man gave him a condescending kind of sympathetic look. "Well..we think that one of your background and lifestyle, shouldn't be representing us as a whole." Of his background? What did that have to do with anything. The man, his now former boss, continued on about his short-comings as an employee. All of which were a complete bullshit. Mars blocked him out and rubbed his temples. He needed this job, it payed well, his other job alone wouldn't sustain him alone. His rent was due as well, in a week. Fan-freaking-tastic, I need to get out of here... Before I shoot this bastard He thought turning and exiting the office and then the building, ignoring owner's protests.

This was just great, now what was he going to do. He couldn't borrow the money for two reasons. One: he hated relying on people, and two: there was no one he could depend on anyway. The man sighed, resignedly "I'm screwed." Not in the good way either. The walk back to his apartment was grim, but maybe it was just the jar from the rich side of town to the- well the not so rich, and straight-laced part. It was his turf though, so he knew no one would bother him. All he wanted at this moment was to go to sleep, honestly. He trekked slowly up the stairs to his building, but had to stop before his destination. There was a young boy, standing up at the top of the stairs. Mars didn't believe he knew the boy, so he simply cocked his head to the side. "What's up, kid?" He asked quizzically.

Thalsian:

The boy smiled at the man as he asked his little question, awaiting his answer patiently.

Mars:

Mitsuki smiled at the stranger, and asked the question, his eyes gleaming.

When Yandela awoke, it wasn't in chains, but to the eyes of a young kid. She blinked, head spinning as she began to sit up. "Who're you? Where are your parents? It's dangerous here, you know."

Yanela:
To that the boy laughed. "Heh, dangerous? Why'd I worry 'bout that? Anyway! I want to ask you a question..."

Yandela's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Yeah?"

Mars blinked at the question, but shrugged. "Sure, who wouldn't." He answered noncommittally, not really thinking about it. The landscape blurred and shifted around him. The horns and sirens from the street grew louder and louder till it was the only thing he could hear. Mars pressed his hands to his ears to block out some of the roar. Luckily, he didn't have to endure it much longer. The world around him dimmed and then disappeared altogether.

When Mars came to, the only registered emotions were grogginess and confusion. He hadn't remembered passing out, and he had a terrible headache, like someone dropped him on his head. After nursing that a bit he finally opened his eyes, expecting to be balled up awkwardly on his front steps. What he found however was nothing of the sort. In fact, he was in a small clearing of a forested area. Birds chirped and small unseen creatures skittered around in the foliage. He took in his surroundings and rubbed the sore spot on his head. He should've probably been more alarmed and worried about where he was but honestly, it was better than having to face the reality of his life. Plus it made a great excuse he could imagine it when he got back, If he got back. Mars wasn't the Boy Scout type of guy, so he could totally see himself getting lost forever in a forest. Well no matter, no changing it now. Who knows, maybe that kid did him a favor? He climbed to his feet, picked a direction, and began walking.

Mars blinked at the question, but shrugged. "Sure, who wouldn't." He answered noncommittally, not really thinking about it. The landscape blurred and shifted around him. The horns and sirens from the street grew louder and louder till it was the only thing he could hear. Mars pressed his hands to his ears to block out some of the roar. Luckily, he didn't have to endure it much longer. The world around him dimmed and then disappeared altogether.

When Mars came to, the only registered emotions were grogginess and confusion. He hadn't remembered passing out, and he had a terrible headache, like someone dropped him on his head. After nursing that a bit he finally opened his eyes, expecting to be balled up awkwardly on his front steps. What he found however was nothing of the sort. In fact, he was in a small clearing of a forested area.

Birds chirped and small unseen creatures skittered around in the foliage. He took in his surroundings and rubbed the sore spot on his head. He should've probably been more alarmed and worried about where he was but honestly, it was better than having to face the reality of his life. Plus it made a great excuse he could imagine it when he got back, If he got back. Mars wasn't the Boy Scout type of guy, so he could totally see himself getting lost forever in a forest. Well no matter, no changing it now. Who knows, maybe that kid did him a favor? He climbed to his feet, picked a direction, and began walking.

The land behind him was foreign...different. He looked around and noticed what intense change had happened. Gone were the buildings, the noise of chatter, the happy gaggles of families that made him miserable. Now was just the tranquil peace of the forest, and nothing else but silence for company.

((Let's just go with the forest idea.))

"Another shot at life?" The thought to himself for a moment as he eyed up the young boy. This must be a trick of some sort. Then again what real options did he have? None really because his current situation before this encounter was rather terrible.

"Fine..." He sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair then adjusted his hood.

His eyes grew wide as the world he knew finished fading off and disappeared completely. In a blink he found himself standing next to forest clearing. What kind of trickery is this? The mage thought to himself as he took in his surroundings. Suddenly it dawned on him, did he still have his abilities? Stretching out his hand he formed a sphere of blood, content about the fact he still had his magic, he re-absorbed the orb.

He noticed an incredibly tall being on the other side of the clearing. Thalsian crouched into the foliage and quietly watched them.

The boy started to fade in through the fire. Had this been anyone else but Edward, it would have been considered an illusion.
"Is he trying to escape?"
"Phahahahaha".
"Boy, girl, adult, child. If you are a human, i will hunt you down".
Edward ran back to the console, activated the weapons controls and aimed for the child. As he was about to pull the trigger for the targeting system, the Tardis shook in a similar fashion to that of an earthquake.
The tremor was so powerful that it pushed him with tremendous force towards the doors of the Tardis and out into the depths of space.
Time Lord or not. He could not breathe in space. The harsh realization was followed by the immediate lack of air causing him to pass out.

In what seemed like months, maybe even years. He awoke.
"........"
"I'm not dead...."
In absolute silence, he stood up.
Not only was he not dead, but he was lost within a tall dark forest.
It then hit him. He had lost his Tardis.
This had been the first time in 300 years that he had been alone without any sort of aid. The truth of the matter was actually starting to become something of a fearful experience.
He began to run.
Visions of his youth, running through the cold mountains of the Valyerian Planet. Being on the run for his murders were starting to come back.
Was this a trick the humans had developed to capture him?
He let out a fearful cry.

As Xianto plummeted through the sky he felt an odd sense of relief. This situation he could deal with, rather than inevitable death in a burning city. Now all he needed to do was survive the fall. Well that was doable he thought, I might take down several trees below but that was sent acceptable. Upon nearing the ground he fired up his steam propelled jet pack reducing to an acceptable level before crashing into a tree his armour snapping it in half.

Slowly he stood up inside the wreckage of the tree. Wondering if there was any sentient life nearby.

All:
The ground shook and the sun dimmed slightly as 7 beams of light shot up from different places, all a different color. They coiled around, forming some sort of sphere above the forest. The sphere burst open, and inside was no other than the same boy that had brought them here.
That's when everything seemed to stop, and the only thing that moved was the newcomers and the boy. "Hello there, friends!! Welcome to my world, Aelore!" He shouted out, greeting them. "I go by many names, but feel free to call me by my street name, Mitsuki!" The boy laughed a little. "Hey, can I ask yah guys something? Can y'all do me one, small favour? Can yah? Can yah?"

(Um, I guess I'll just pretend that Yandela's already there...?)

Yandela's eyes narrowed as she regarded the boy and her surroundings. Her magic responded to her caution by creeping into her hands. She glanced at the other's around her, unsure how to respond.

"I guess that would depend on what you have to ask from us."