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Akira


"It's too real... right?"

Akira would ponder this to himself. Sitting on the floor of his bedroom, he rubbed the sides of his arms. This was rather chilling and eerie. He have not seen or heard of his Holy Ghost. A deity that was in the likeness of his mother. Maybe he was rather tired. Maybe his mind was at stray. Who knew. Standing up, he walked over to his bed and placed a hand on his face. The scarred teen closed his amber coloured eyes.

"I must be dreamin'..." He said to himself. "Yeah. I am jus' dreamin'. Expericin' somethin'."

Sitting on his bad, Akira shook his head. Maybe some bed rest would do him in. The other orphans were already asleep. That included his kid sister as well. Rest. That sounded good. Laying on the bed, Akira placed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

An hour later, he woke up with a jolt. He couldn't sleep. It was midnight. Not that it mattered to Akira. He was old enough to go outside at this time of the night. Taeko, the Matron of the Orphanage respected that. Reaching for his coat, he pulled it on as well for his sneaks. Something was up. Maybe some fresh, midnight air would fix this.

Leaving note on Taeko's door to her bed room, Akira slipped out and climbed on his motorcycle. Placing his riding goggles on his forehead, he drove off.

"Honma gomen..." {I'm really sorry.}

Riding away from the city and to a secluded rural part Neo Kyoto. Something about this place he drove through reminded him of something. Where he grew up mostly. Before he lost his father to that incident.

"This is the place... this... was I called here or somethin'?"

Climbing off his motorcycle, Akira pulled off his riding goggles and placed them inside his coat.

"'Guess I will stay here fer a while. Taeko knows I can hold my own..."

He sat on the cool grass and rested a hand on his knee. What was going on. Where was his Holy Ghost? The one who was an image of his own mother? Closing his eyes again, a sigh escaped his lips.

Getting up onto his feet, he walked to a nearby tree. His body felt strange. As if he was trembling. His hands shaking. His body feel strange. Clenching his fist, he gave that tree a harsh punch. Then another. Then an another.

"Ondore!!!"

He pulled his hand back. A few breaths escaped his mouth. Then a few wet drops landed on the ground. Not rain, but... tears. His own.

The moon was full, shining down on him. The fiery young bruiser. He was crying. Something he rarely did when no one was around. This was all confusing to him. No Holy Ghost. Though, his dreams were contacting him? He felt strange. Very strange. Something burning in his body.

"There is one place... the place where I found her when I was nine. That day when I ran away from bullies n' Matsu confronted me..."

Placing an index finger to his forehead, he closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. Getting a rather good mental picture in his mind. A building. A building with the walls covered in blood? Did the walls have a message written on them?

"There is a message. I can't make it out... Did mom's ghost do somethin'? Is she tryin' to tell me somethin'?"

Pulling his hand down, he placed his hand on the tree and sighed deeply.

"This ain't good. No good... Maybe I will..."

Too much went through his mind currently. Mainly confusion.

(Don't mind me joining in)

Maria walked the path of countryside, away from the big city lights, even though her body and attitude are most apporate there. She was lost in thought looking up at the night sky, admiring moon and it's brightness as it lights up the night sky and ground. Her large duster's hat and cloak that cover's most of her body most people won't know who she is nor expose her metal body except her legs.

As she walked she glances at a tree and see's a boy over by it, what seems to be crying. "Lost maybe?" she said to herself as she continues to look on. Her bounty hunter instincts kicked in...actually her eye for opportunity in making money kicked in. "A lost child usually has a reward...maybe turning him home is the best bet or..." she said to herself as her thought about turning this child to the black market to be slave, much more profitable than turning him back to his parents. She chuckled to herself at the thought, but hadn't really made a decision yet as she started for the boy at the tree and hear his story.

"Oi, kid, Hey Kid, over here" she yelled out as she waved her hand at him showing her metal body as the moonlight made it glisten off of it, as she try's to grab his attention.

The scruffy, scarred teen dried his eyes as he gave a light sigh. Way too much going on his mind. It was dead at night. No one was around for the time being.. A good thing? Or was it a bad thing? Maybe he shouldn't be thinking about it too hard. From what he sensed, they meant no harm. At least he was smart enough to know that. After all. He was psychic.

"Oi... oi.." He said in his tone."Come on all out, yo!"

Maria gave a puzzling look at the boy, hearing him repeat the "Oi" phrase. Something is definitely...weird about this boy she thought to herself, he was giving off some strange aura that for her she couldn't pin point. As she approached the teen she kneeled down to get his height. She looked at him with curiosity. She understood if he was scared of her, her immense height and a face espically in the moonlight makes her look demonic is pretty intimidating.

"So kid, what brings you out her by yourself" she asked as she looks at him, trying to look humble.

Isobel grinned into the stinging wind. She clucked her tongue every few seconds but other than than, only the whistling of the wind past her face filled her ears. She lived for night time flights, when everyone else's senses were dulled and hers felt so much sharper because she was used to the darkness. She could've kept flying all night but her stomach growled to remind her she hadn't eaten since the day before.

Grimacing, Isobel searched for a place to stop and decided to alight in a clearing. Too late, she realized there were other people there as well. "Oh, umm...lovely night out isn't it?" She silently cursed herself for being so unaware and had one hand behind her back, ready to pull the knife hidden there if their reaction turned out to be aggressive instead of friendly.

"Eh?"

He looked up at the stranger before him. He didn't want to say anything crass at the other. However, he could sense something about this person. Maybe it was his telekinetic instincts. Giving a gruff sigh, he closed his amber coloured eyes. Maybe this person who approached him wasn't bad. Appearances mean nothing.

"I was jus' payin' my respects. Though..."

His eyes shifted around. He could sense something was near or someone.

"Yo... someone is near... I can sense it..."

However, he heard someone speak up. About the night, right? Seemed friendly. Turning to face the other, Akira gave a small smile and nodded.

"Yeah... it is... kinda rare. What brings ya here in this old place?"

Isobel relaxed at the friendly response and let her wings settle fully against her back. "Oh, nothing." Of course her stomach chose just that moment to speak up and contradict her. Her face reddened and she put a hand on her gurgling stomach. "Er, I guess I'm a little hungry..." She sighed. "I don't suppose you'd know a good place to eat at this time of night?"

With the unexpected visitor, Maria jumped back placed her hand, hovering over her thigh and looked at the individual. "Some weird individuals today" she thought to herself as she looks at the girl and the boy, a psychic and a blind girl who appeared out of no where. As they talked she just stood to the side and quietly observed wondering if she's a threat.

"I was just taking a walk" she replied as she slowly rested her hand on her side seeing the girl somewhat harmless. Her eyes became somewhat of a squint, still suspicious of the girl and said "I know of small food stand not to far away from here" Maria replied looking at her.

{Iwill be replying. Sorry for the long hiatus.}

(Mind if I join in?)

Olimar was busy fixing his rocket ship called the S.S Dolphin. He noticed that there is around 3 colored Pikmins with him. One red with a flower on it's head, a yellow Pikmin with a leaf on it's head, and a blue Pikmin with a bud on it's head. The Captain noticed that there were a man with yellow bangs as the yellow Pikmin begins to look at him with his head tilted to the left. Although Olimar was small, he knew that he needs to fix his S.S Dolphin ship right away.