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(Now, the people can show their personalities, meeting other people, etc, the homicidal's can kill someone random if you want. Just start off anywhere before the madness ensues)

 

 

Celandine was doing little. Just relaxing, soothing in a warm, hot bath, with only the sound of water steaming. Much more pleasant than people. The room was simplistic and plain-- small as well, even for being an apartment. Apartment number 16, of the Sacred Heavens apartment complex. Sacred heavens, it was just the opposite. How ironic. The walls and floor were white tile, with no other color in the room. The rest of the rooms had dim, hardly used lights, and the curtains that covered every window ultimately made most of the house gray and bleak, as if in a black and white old film, especially with the large moon that was there tonight. The apartment building was low on technology for living in the 2000's, they were all for media and social networking anyways. No need. (There's an electrical outlet right there.) Celandine thought to herself. (Perhaps I should just kill myself here. Let myself die. I'm ready for it.) She continued thinking. (That would be the best thing to do.) A grandather clock ticking like a metronome could be heard as well, the one sound breaking the silence of the building. (If so many people have died by me, I should just go too. Be back with them. If they would accept me-- if they didn't lie to me when they were alive. Like...him.) She didn't bother even thinking of his name. Rather than just cutting out his pictures from the walls, all the pictures were taken down. Each and every one. Thrown away, like if she would be able to throw away her memories just by giving up the mementos. Such an epoch of memories that scarred her. (I can always "accidentally" overdose my depressants too.)

 

Joshua stayed cuddled up, trying to sleep in the darkness of the orphanage. He slept better there than on the streets, where he was most of the time. But the orphanage was nice enough to let him stay only some of the time, since he didn't want to stay there forever. He had parents, at least-- he wasn't abandoned. Just....left alone, after a fire. It still seems a bit early to go back to school at this point, what with no money or knowledge of where exactly things were. Not after so long, at least. Joshua thought to himself, unable to sleep at this rate, his head was always flooded in thought, it was hard to concentrate on not thinking, and sleeping. (The people here keep telling me I should stay here. Yeah, I guess living alone outside is dangerous, and not just because I'm eleven. People can be mean sometimes too, so they're always warning me.) Joshua thought. He exhaled a soft sigh as all the other kids slept. (If you're nice enough to them, they wont be as hard on you though, right?) He thought, questioning himself. (I don't know.) Joshua turned over, cuddled and wrapped in his blanket still, trying to fall into a state of sleep.

 

Blood splattered on the white walls, a goo of.red slowly dripping down each second. But Isaac kept his sense of calmness longer. Someone else, a rather good-looking woman was taken down and onto a bed odf sortas. It tied them down, keeping them from escaping or troublemaking. The lady screamed in utter terror and pain, unheard by all. Isaac lived in an extremely large mansion, the laboratory being in the below basement where no one was heard. The majority of the house was kept rather tidy. The foyer hung its golden chandelier of candles in the center of the room, with a red and gold rug under. The first door lead to the living room, straight ahead from the large brown door was the grey double-door that lead to the living room. There was also a cozy library, a tidy kitchen, quite a few nice but dull and grey bedrooms, and even an attic. The laboratory was mostly white with occasional stained red of blood. The upper basement floor was where he was now, taunting and dissecting the woman. Below, in the lower basement floor was where experiments were held. Machines for genetic engineering and such. Inhuman screeches, yelps, and screams were heard there, all animalistic, and of rage, sorrow, melancholy, and such emotions. The animals begged with as much emotion as a dying human. Isaac would know. These animals were all more than one...in one. Chimeras, if you will. Isaac kept the woman under check. His dagger was placed by her neck as he slowly pulled up the woman's shirt without resistance. "Lovely...simply lovely." He grinned. He spoke in a calm tone, in the voice a scientist would, if that makes sense.

"Truly lovely. I'll keep it for my own." He said. The woman's scream was worse than a banshee's, yelping in complete pain, far worse than a horror movie. Crows in the frontyard heard, flocking away immediately. "Ahahahah HAHAHAHA~~!" Isaac came to madness again, his voice completely different now. Demented, like a demon's, but more fearsome. Sooner than later, the woman stopped screaming. Dead, and in dozens of pieces. "The experiment was a success." Isaac smirked and left upstairs with a demented smile and a bloodied face and shirt. His glasses were stained with red, and a body lied there-- or rather, the body's remains. It was all completely indistinguishable-- cut up and dissected into pieces where the body couldn't be identified. A bloody mess, quite literally.

 

"Tell me, how do you feel? Such betrayal is no satisfactory deal, however, it is no reason to be of such melancholy. Open up your heart to me, I will understand. I have felt this pain you feel now. Talking to me will make you feel better, trust me. Let us begin." Doctor Daniel Zirxes, or Doctor Zirxes, told a lady who had been appointed to the doctor before. This was a psychiatric interrogation room, inside the doctor's own house. The room was purely cream colored along the walls, ceilings, and even carpet floors. The doctor spoke in a calm voice, but still mildly raspy and old. Psychiatry was his thing, and he always had people reveal the truth, even if they don't want to at first. This is how they became vulnerable-- when shrouded by thoughts and standing in awe of their foolishness and unawareness. The lady sat down in a brown chair, in front of Doctor Zirxes on a wood table. "We should start from the beginning, please, what is your name?" The doctor asked the lady. "Diana." She answered. "Ah, yes, Diana, please: we should start. You see, my parents were always so neglective and cruel to me. I never spent a moment of free time with them, as much as I wanted to. They even had a conversation about disowning me. It broke my heart overhearing the talk about such a thing, and I grew even more neglected, until I was finally abandoned. Tell ME now, Diana, what were your parents like?" The doctor asked her. Yes, he told her a brief, yet fake summarization of a life, in order to strike a tad of guilt into her heart. Shed be more carefree now, focusing on the doctor's sadness as she told about her own.

 

"Shh, shh, hush now pretty. You wouldn't want my old wife to hear me chatting with another lady, now would we?" Joe asked somewhat sarcastically to his next victim, tied down and strapped over the mouth as well as she tried screaming. Joe spoke in a deep voice. He didn't stutter, but still talked slow. He kept a butcher knife in his right hand, brushing the girl's face with his left hand. Joe's old wife was a mispronounced saying, supposed to be his late wife-- dead. "Oh, well. I guess she'll just make me wash those damned dishes again. What a chore. I kept telling her to buy paper plates, but she didn't listen." Joe muttered. He dug his knife into the knee of the woman. "Oh, well, I guess. It's nice having someone willing to hear me out. You're a real friend. Other people are pretty damn rude. Oh, well. What can you do?" He muttered again, chopping down at the other knee. "Its been nice talking to you." Joe slashed off both her arms now. The girl stopped screaming, unable to with a lack of blood. "Bye. You'll make a good meal. Your lady parts are big enough to chew on. I finished all the sauces though. Oh, well." Joe finished as he slashed her neck. The pieces were thrown into a hunk of metal in the corner of the room. The place was a butcher shop, closed at this time. This was in the attic. Downstairs was a room where the meat was hung and cut-- the regular meat. Actually, human meat was down there too, for people to buy. Not that the customers knew 'bout it though. Its labeled beef. There's a freezer down there too, preserving all the meats that were going bad. Joe walked to the machine the body parts were thrown in. He turned a crank as he slowly hummed the children song: The Wheels on the Bus go Round. Out came pieces of meat out the machine-- red and in chunks. Yes, a meat grinder.

 

(Five of the six of my characters. Phew. I'm only posting as them all to start out.)

As the two went down, alarms were sounding.

Jacob started to shove Axel out, having taken a lighter hit.  Axel had slightly deflected the second shot as he reeled from the hit, causing the shot to just be a flesh wound.

Standing up, he helped Axel out before lighting a lighter and throwing it into the room, kicking the door shut before collapsing.

No boom.

"Bastards...."

 

As medics came to help the two, police cars sped out, a helicopter in the air.

 

Natsumi got a call...and dropped the phone.

She was shaking as she sat down.

"Jacob's been shot..." She murmured. "Joshua. We need to get to the hospital...Just put your plate in the sink." She said, already up and moving.

Edited April 9, 201312 yr by Oathkeeper136

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Either way if I lived...I wouldn't live long... But...I didn't live my life just to be treated like crap just to die... Maybe...just maybe...there was someone who wasn't like that...I would wait forever for that one person... Like Z... My arms began to hurt more as I thought I stared at the person again, "It's your choice..." Maybe this would get me to finally think...

Syo was walking along the sidewalk, her eyes pale and cold as any other usual day. So it's been three years, she thought, since that day. She still was surprised that case still hasnt been solved yet. There were a few that were suspecting her but she took care of them shortly. There were many people walking by her now, so she tried to avoid bumping into anyone so no one could touch her gun that was out of sight. Syo sighed and kept an eye out for anyone suspicious while keeping a calm face on

Jacob looked up as he propped Axel up against the wall.

"It's in the room of sarin gas that will explode any minute. So be my guest, go get it." Jacob said to him.

 

Axel coughed a bit, leaning forward as he spit out some blood-tinged saliva.

 

Behind them all medics and SWAT officers poured into the hallways, guns raised.

"Detective de Wynter, are you alright?" one shouted, M4 raised as medics slowed down."Sir, identify yourself now." he demanded of Ritzo.

"I do. I am not some random haggard that spends his days on the streets. No ma'am, I am a fine, upstanding citizen of this fair country." Jade said, putting on the best mocking voice he could manage. He grinned widely, looking to his two newly-found companions.

He sighed, pointing to a rather large office building. "I work there. It's an ordinary software company, where I spend every droll day typing away at a keyboard. I've nearly gotten carpal tunnel, twice!" Jade joked, seeing that his companions didn't take much of it.

Joshua quickly agreed. Without question, he put the plate in the dirty side of the sink and followed Natsumi. (I don't know who this Jacob is, but this sounds serious...!) Joshua thought to himself.

 

In the car, Joe and the man drove ahead, to another city. Quite great for them, really...just one city away in this direction was a whole new county...controlled by a whole different police department. Joe looked at the man, still wearing a gas mask. "Thanks, boss. I'll do whatcha say whenever, for sure." Joe told him. Once far enough from the city and considering the windows were tinted, the man took off his gas mask, showing his stitches across an eye, glasses, and grey hair. "Whatever. I still didn't get one of the letters to someone for Zirxes though. I'll go back another time." He said. Isaac...Zirxes...Joe...all one. Zirxes, however, stayed in the interrogation room. "My, my, we've got a mess on our hands, don't we?" Zirxes told the officer near him. "What happened?

"I don't really do much." Akito said. "I kind of make a living of this 'hero' business." He scratched behind his head. "Whatever money I do make is stuff I nick from thugs and the occasional compensation from generous... refugees, I guess the word would be. Victims? I don't know. It's something." He laughed.

 

(Why can't I find a way to make longer posts...)

I quickly spun around and realized that I was outmatched. I dropped my guns to the ground and sighed. "My name is... Ritzo," I confessed. I had nowhere to run now, so I got on my knees with my hands behind my head. I wonder if they recognized me from earlier...

Yumi looked at the two."I work part time at wherever needs me,Mc. D's,mainly." She said.

"Oh,look. I see a cab." She waved it down and it stopped.

She smiled and opened the book door. "Get in,don't worry. I'll pay." She said.

Kicking the guns away, the officers cuffed Ritzo.

"You are under arrest for threatening a police officer, a federal agent, and discharging a weapon in a public setting, as well as threatening citizens. And for willful destruction of private property. You have..." And he read off the Miranda rights. "Do you understand your rights?" he asked as Jacob and Axel were lifted onto stretchers.

Looks like they did after all. Slowly I replied, "Yeah... I guess I do." I noticed he had said I threatened a federal agent... Were one of these guys FBI or CIA? Wow, I just thought they were both officers... Shoot, I had several warrants too, even a couple for murder... I had to escape this, but how could I? Otherwise... I'd be getting the needle like Joe was going to earlier...

As Ritzo was put into a holding cell with a SWAT Officer nearbye, the two injured people were now taken to the hospital, where Natsumi was finally called.

 

Natsumi slipped her jacket on. "Joshua! We have to go!" She shouted back.

(Oh, Ritzo. Eavesdropping in a police station right after two people escape. He's so screwed)

 

"Okay!" Joshua said. He followed Natsumi without hesitation. He was worried as to what exactly was going on and how this Jacob got shot, but still eager to possibly help him, and maybe meet some more FBI agents and police officers. Joshua hadn't watched too many FBI and police movies that he could remember, but he had watched the movie Se7en. Hopefully the culprit wasn't THAT crazy.

Natsumi ushered him into her Chevy Malibu before buckling in.

"Buckle up." She said. Once Joshua was buckled in, Natsumi burned rubber to the hospital.

"Jacob's a good friend...and a fellow FBI Agent..." She admitted.

I sat there with the SWAT officer for a moment, then burst out, "But it wasn't even me that committed this crime! I was set up!" I was partially lying in this statement, but it was also true regarding the man with the gas mask. "The real culprit's gonna get away, and here you are worrying about me? Ridiculous!" I looked around trying to figure out my escape, but I was handcuffed next to a SWAT team... crap.

"So, you DIDN'T point a gun at a waiter at the Cafe, you DIDN'T shoot the window out, and you DID NOT just aim your weapons at two wounded officer, one an FBI Agent. Right. Totally the guy who got away was the culprit. Totally." The officer finished sarcastically through the bars.

 

Natsumi screeched to a stop at the hospital. "Let's go Joshua." She said.

Joshua buckled up and shuffled his feet in the air mildly nervously. "Hopefully he'll be alright...I wonder who shot him...I mean, since Joe was there too and all." He said. He looked out the window as the car accelerated, the environment passing by him, dancing in a blurry waltz. It was already dark at the time, the moon was barely visible as clouds shrouded it from us.

As soon as he and Natsumi got there, Joshua jumped out the door after opening it, closing it back and making sure it was lost. He stood close-by Natsumi and went towards the hospital.

Edited April 9, 201312 yr by CloakedSchemerX

A hand rested itself on Syo's shoulder as she was walking and she turned around to see that there a guy standing next to her. She almost panicked for a second but remained calm. "...Can I help you?" she asked. The guy pulled her over between two buildings, he seems excited about something, but tried to control himself. Syo was ready to pull out her knife. The man cleared his throat. "Have you heard of that murder of the two couples that happened three years ago?" he asked and something told her that she could kill him right now, but she let him continue. "Well i think i have an idea who can be the killer." Syo narrowed her eyebrows. "Then why are you telling me this? We just met." He grew silent and dug in his pocket for something. The next thing she knew, he had her a gunpoint and had a phone in his hand, ready to call the police. "You were the last child they had in custody, Yumi Akashi. You killed my sister!" Syo looked at the gun and said nothing. So this guy was my 'mom's' brother, she thought. She smirked. "You really don't know who you're dealing with." she said but the man stared at her, confused. Syo whipped out a sharp knife and sliced the man's wrist before he could pull the trigger. The man screamed in pain but she stabbed hiim straight in the throat and then shot him in the chest. He fell to the ground with a thud, lifeless. The phone was already calling the police but she stepped on it. "What a bother." she said, starting to walk away from the scene, the sound of the police cars getting louder. "At least i didnt have to get that dirty this time.."

Natsumi led Joshua past the receptionist desk after flashing her badge, up an elevator, and out onto a floor crawling withs cops.

She led him into a room where a man was laying down.

"Hey Jake."

"Nat. See you bought your new son." He smiled. "I'll be fine. Flesh wound...Axel took the bullets...mostly..." He sighed.

He motioned them closer. "How have you two been?"

Kuroko dropped the matches, dropping to her knees.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...What am I doing?" she said, her personality changing for a second.

She crawled over to Virus, kneeling on his blood as she turned him over.

'What am I doing?' she thought, regretful that she was attually helping Virus.

Kuro grabbed Virus's arm, slowly pulling him up, not believing herself when she actually got him up.

"Im such an idiot!" she snapped, about to drop Virus.

((Ugh, my bad, that'll teach me to skim, it's edited now))

 

Law laughed. She was as pyro-centric as he'd heard.

 

"I've got a barrel of gasoline in my truck, thought you may find it useful. If you're up for going, with me, you better hurry up. I'm not sure if they've got you under surveillance. Once we're out we'll see about the guy that did this to you, that's why I'm here. C'mon, get ready."

 

The cop wasn't expected though. When the officer entered Law froze. He knew that cops in this city had an itchy trigger finger.

 

"Okay... okay. I've got a crossbow in my bag, I'd like you to know that, shall I take it out slowly or do you want to take it?"

 

He began to turn slowly.

 

"I'm going to take it off slowly. Keep your aim on me, okay?"

 

He unstrapped the bag and held it in front of him. He silently unstrapped the Velcro strap on the back. A single cannister fell to the ground, and gasoline spilled out from it, snaking in different directions as it poured out, one of which was certainly Ember. Law looked up at the officer.

 

"Oops."

Edited April 9, 201312 yr by MDSVeritas

(Sorry, had to eat. By the way, is anyone else in pst are are you all in est?)

 

Joshua still stood right beside Natsumi. He examined the officers outside, but mainly Jacob in here, because of his wound. He was a bit nervous to meet him directly, but still, with all the officers and agents roaming about, he certainly felt...safe. "Um...hi, Jacob...." He mumbled. He walked a little closer to him when he motioned him closer, after a short hesitation though. He quickly looked to his wound. "Are you okay...?" He quickly asked. "I mean... does it hurt?"

Law laughed. She was as pyro-centric as he'd heard.

 

"I've got a barrel of gasoline in my truck, thought you may find it useful. If you're up for going, with me, you better hurry up. I'm not sure if they've got you under surveillance. Once we're out we'll see about the guy that did this to you, that's why I'm here. C'mon, get ready."

(( A police officer entered the room and pulled a gun on you Veritas. This was a few pages back ))

 

Jacob nodded. "Hurts like hell. But I'll live..." He grinned. "I'll be fine kid." He said. "But I guess Ariana is gonna have to run the cafe for awhile." He shrugged.

Natsumi sighed. "I told him."

"That makes everything easier." Jacob chuckled. "Anyways. if Natsumi ever gives you trouble, just tell me. I know where she's ticklish." He said to Joshua with a smile.

Joshua smiled very faintly. "That's good to hear." He said. No matter how much pain he'd be taking though, Joshua couldn't be able to.help him. Even less so to try. As a kid, you were hardly even allowed to do very much, but that was all part of the youthful innocence. Others who did do such weren't usually so innocent: more bold and blunt, more emotional, crazier, or whatever: it all depended on their childhood, where everything starts. Joshua wasn't like those people though...yes, he was an oprhan but he salavaged money for food, the orphanage gave him shelter, and even more. The world was kind to Joshua for most of his life. Joshua nodded to Jacob as bubbly and innocently as always. "Okay, but I doubt anything would happen." He looked at both of them, now. "I never actually ate at Ame-Chan's. I was going to...until the cops came and all."