The mystery's reign begins...

[~none~]

*Flashback*

The morning seem so pleasant yet the sun rays can be a burden on the eyes. As Mystel tossed and turned as cold sweats formed upon his face. His muscles tensed up from the strain, his sheets rinkled from the consent pulling, tugging and squeezing. The dream that he was in was all too familiar from when he first had it, yes this isn't the first time he had this nightmare. His mind is very strong retaining the knowledge and skills needed to survived in the cruel world that we all of born in. But he had no defense to the mental onslaught that kept him tossing and turning countless nights.

His younger self was left surround by piles and plies of bodies that he never seen before. Since his time in the corporation, he became pretty much immune to things like gore and blood. He was already shown horrible violence even at a young age, and death alone isn't really such a problem. But in this scene he couldn't help to feel extreme sorrow for the fallen, A feeling he lost a long time ago. His knees got weaker and weaker, to the point where he couldn't stand even on the force and weight of his own being. He gently landed, knees first in a pool of pain and blood. He looked down in his lap, as a woman about his age appeared, laying down dying with her red crimson life seeping upon his leg and shirt. He looked closer seeing water fill under his eyes. He never cried in any time of his life, even in the times of him at the Charon Corp. He gently watched as she try to speak... but no words were heard, Her lips stopped as Mystel shook his head... his words audible to only himself.

"Wait... what the? Why? Are... you... Who are you?"

His body popped out of bed as his eyes widen through his mental pain. He quickly look out the window of Marcus Sorel's home. The sun rays burned gently in his eyes as he turned away. He shook lightly as he rolled over and got out of the bed. He walked over to his closet, pulling his usual attire he laid it out over the bed. Getting some under-clothing he walk over to his bathroom and began the usual bathroom routine. Getting dress, he gently reached over his nightstand and pulled off a map of the city... it was time to go. But before leaving, he found himself thinking about the dream that he had.

...Strange... some dream, what the hell is it?...

He walked down the hallway with seldom demeanor surroung his every step. He seen that he counter-part Rasha Sorel was still asleep. He strugged his shoulder speaking to himself as he went toward the door.

"...She'll be alright..."

He walked out the door, leaving a small note behind. From there, he found himself not coming back for whole week. The note stood only on a small table near the door. With his perfect penmanship, he wrote.

To Marcus and Rasha Sorel,

I apologize for my absence, but I wish to free myself, to explore to the perimeter of the city. I will not leave nor do anything that would cause any attraction to us. I have some money taken out for I planned on doing this. I really don't know when I'll be back...

Goodbye, Mystel

*End*

He found himself sitting on top of a roff of the new school he was enrolled in. He smiled lightly speaking low to the blue clear sky with gray clouds laid out the sky.

Hmm... A new... peaceful enough... Will we stay? This time...

Truly he didn't wish to run anymore and seeing that this place only seem interesting outside, but he could be wrong. The fresh air was getting too boring for him, as much as he wanted to stay here, he had to show himself to the student body... but he really didn't want to. He walked his path to the steps and toward the hallway. Turning the corner, the bell rang... Fuck, the last thing he wanted was actually full contact. Once reaching a locker, he walked toward it and tried it out. Once reaching for it, a stupid individual grabbed his hand from his left. Mystel just lowered his head and spoke in a deep but low voice.

"...Why?..."

The bully smiled thinking of Mystel being some easy prey to him. He squeezed the hand tighter and he moved his head up, practically looking down at him as he spoke.

"Well... you look like some fresh meat... New here? Well let me be the one to welcome you... Rick's the name, Senior... I enjoy beating on little people like you and since I'm feeling a bit mad about this newbie transfers coming in... I need to vent off... And you are my center of enjoyment..."

Mystel shook his head as he looked up at the bully, his eyes stone cold, meltig into Rick's. He spoke in a low voice as he stood backed up lightly and stood up against the bully. He didn't do anything yet, he onlt awaited for his chance, to show himself so this stupidity can be noticed and not done again. A quiet crowd would form soon enough.

"...Ingrate, you'll be my first ..."

[Aureus]

Mom...dad...where are you? Don't leave me...I'm not like everyone else...why can't they accept me? I wanna be left alone...Leave me alone! The thoughts screamed through the Freshmen boy's head as he leaned against the far wall in the hallway. It was before first period and he had dozed off. Staying up most of the night writing was probably the reason.

Hey! Wake up! Levi shouted to him through what sounded like a wall. You were shutting me out. What exactly were you thinking about? I'm...not sure...things from that past probably. He told his alternate personality after a sudden jolt woke him up. After a moment Aureus realized he was sweating profusely and a few people were staring at him. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he give them a cold glare till they turned their eyes elsewhere. I can't forget about it. No matter what it always comes back to me. You can't avoid it either. That's why I let you stay in control most of the time. So what's the plan this morning? We goin' to class? Probably. Lit first period. Great...

With that, the schizo began his walk to the other side of the hallway where his first classroom awaited. Sure, he'd be 15 minutes early, but reading could fill up that time. As he past, a particular scene caught his eye. There was the beginnings of a crowd forming around what looked to be an upperclassmen and a younger boy. How old the dark haired male was Aureus wasn't sure, but it was possible that he was a Sophomore. Regardless of the fact that his position wasn't yet official, he felt it would be nice to get an early start. So the Pillar to be quietly approached the pair, making sure to not get close enough to be noticed. Once within earshot he caught a few choice words: newbie, transfer, vent, enjoyment. So, the kid was new after all. He sure didn't look the part. Never one to be hasty, Aureus decided to see how things played out before he intervened.

[Artemis]

((OOC: XD.. I am here. Sorry fellas.. had to wait for comp to be free..))

I promise I'll come back for you as soon as I can ok...[/i]

You promise?[/b]

Yea.. I'll come back for you and this.[/i]

That memory went threw the young beauty's mind as she stood at her open locker staring at a picture of her and her brother Axel taken at that horrible orphange that they were in. Her right hand was placed on her chest clucthing the dragon pendant necklace that he had gave her the day he left. Those were the last words she had ever heard from him and they haunted her every thought. Her goldish hazel orbs; or honey colored orbs; stared blankly at the picture in front of her.

He promised....he promised me....Why didn't you come back brother?...Why?..

Artemis asked herself countless times why he never returned. Truly she never really found the answer to it. After all how could she, the only person that could really answer that would be Axel himself. And she didn't even know if he was alive or not. Taking in a deep breath, she released her hold upon the pendant tucking it within her black tank top which was showing just a bit being that she had her crimson red button down open; about three buttons to be exact. Her long dark blue hair was pushed back into a ponytail with some strains coming down from the sides. Black jeans hugged lightly to her lower body, as black Timberland boots caressed her feet. She closed her locker and began walking down the hallway with a seldom look upon her face ((Look at avi)), as a she said a prayer in her head for her brother.

I pray that you are still within this world dear brother and that you are living well. I hope that you've found whatever it is you were looking for and are happy... But if you are no longer within this relam.. then I pray that journey to the next was swift, safe and peaceful... Whatever sins you may have committed I hope they have been erased.. and you can start a new...Be safe dear brother.. I still love you despite everything..

[/i]

As her prayer ran through her mind, her eyes caught sight of a coward forming up ahead of her. She wasn't one to normally be curious about things, but this time she did. She walked up towards the coward and made her way through to the front of it so she could see exactly what was going on. A rather handsome dark haired male had seemed to get himself into a confrontation with an upper classmen. This was no surprise to Artemis, it seemed like a lot of the upper classmen wished to show that they ''runned'' things around here. Things like that angered Artemis inside, that people would dare think they were better than the rest. But the dark haired one didn't seem like the type you wanted to mess with.

The stupidty of people thinking they are above the rest is quite sickening...

[~none~]

Looking around, he finally felt it was necessary to initiate his little plot. The table was set, the band was set... the show is ready to begin! Now, he was a circus performer so he knew how to draw a crowd. As they say, "Old habits die hard". His body totally gave his mind permission to whatever Mystel had in mind. He gave small glance to the bully and the pressing space he had with the crowd. He had something in mind, something flashy and very painful for the "bully" in question. His name was Rick, yes a name that would be remember for the manuever that Mystel was ready to do. He gently sighed as he spoke.

"...Ladies and Gentlemen, the Cobra's Break..."

Rick couldn't help but look on with confusion as he tried to understand what he meant. Mystel knew that this would take just a little leavage to make this move effective. He turned his body to the right, practically sliding backwards as he did so. Of course Rick though that he was trying to get away, with that he squeezed harder... Just like he wanted. He whinced in pain as he continued, just a little price to pay for this. As he reached the sliding point he grabbed the wrist of Rick. The forward motion from pushing off his back foot caused him to propell himself up and walking on the lockers, it was perfect.

He used the walking of the lockers to push himself higher in the air. In the crowd you could already hear the "oww's" and the "Ahh's" that alone made the move even more special than it was. He pushed of the lockers at a high point sending himself up and over the bully's head. As he did so, Mystel twisted his body hard in mid-air, making the whole arm twist in a sickening way. The twisting made its way to the shoulder where it stopped and send the shoulder into a tailspin... breaking upon the connection of the shoulder blade. A sicken scream arose from him as he let go at the exact point that Mystel calculated.

Letting go he fell backwards from the weight of Mystel and the pain of his shoulder blade breaking. Mystel's body landing safely to the side as he stood on looking at the pain that he, himself cause. He shuffled his left foot to the back of his right as he gently bowed towards Rick's moving body. Only a small whisper is heard as he lifted.

"...The End..."

[Aureus]

Aureus watched intently as the new boy seemed to remain calm. After a few moments, he spoke as if he was a magician or something. Cobra's break? This guy's like an anime character. Shouting out the names of his attacks. Levi commented as the scene progressed. And than it happened. A rather show offy move, but effective none the less. It seemed that this boy liked to have people's attention. And he did a good job of that, the students in the crowd seemed very impressed.

The schizo was about to continue on to class when a sudden shout and movement caught his attention. "Hey you little freshy punk! One of the upperclassman's friends shouted as he ran towards the newcomer while he was bowing. Annoyed by the dishonor of such an attack, Aureus sprinted towards the aggressor and body checked him into the wall. A loud slam could be heard as the force of the Junior's body proved too much for the metal and caved the locker in. "Don't attack someone when they're not looking." Aureus whispered with an edge in his voice. Hoping to combat the aggravated mood he was now in, he pulled a tooth pick from his pocket and stuck it between his teeth. It was one of the things he did to relax.

[Artemis]

((OOC: Heh.. so sorry.. Forgive thee. XP))

Honey colored eyes intentively watched as the scene unfolded before the young girl. The dark haired boy's lips parted as he spoke a simple phrase; 'ladies and gentlemen.. the Cobra's break'. Which the name itself sound interesting and possibly rather painful for this upperclassman. But than again Artemis looked at the dark haired boy a bit stranger for a moment, for it had seemed like he was doing a street performance for the crowd.

As he 'performed' his act, suddenly a sickening crack could be heard. If one didn't hear such a thing they had to be deaf. It was clear to Artemis that the upperclassman's arm was done. The newbie began to bow as the many in the crowd were impressed by this act. Even Artemis had to admit that that was a rather impressive move. Her orbs remained on the newbie for a moment before trailing towards the senior that was in the up most pain.

"Such a shame.. though that is what happened to those who believe they are above the rest.."

She had spoken out loud, yet still low but her words could still be heard. Her tone was calm and steady yet gentle at the same time. Her ears picked up a voice shouting at the freshman, clearly a friend of the senior. Artemis had taken a step forward from where she was in the front of the crowd, and was now standing a bit more out. But fortunitly someone else had already gotten to the guy. Artemis had looked over to that direction and then back at the newbie and decided maybe she should just go, and began casucally walking pass to the newbie since he was in her path anyways. As she passed him she spoke two simple words in almost a whisper to him.

"Very nice."

[~none~]

ooc: Tis' ok, I forgot about yours for a sec...

Ic
"Very nice."

Mystel heard a voice, a woman's voice. It sounds like a whisper to normal person, but as was already seen, he is not. He gently looked over as he trailed the voice directly to the source. As he thought, a beautiful young woman was at the end of it, he also noticed that she was near just enough so that she could his speech only if he wished to speak Keeping his gaze upon her, he kept his spot as she past him. It seem like time stopped with them in the middle, just enough time and space to address himself. He didn't have a problem with her attention, not like the other fools in which easily amazed by violence. In the end the kid that was on the recieving end of that move may not ever be able to use that arm again, let alone move his shoulder. The fools were captivated by the scream, cheering on for Mystel breaking him, torturing him to his wit's end. (which is not very far)

Of course he was now... the center of attention. In his past life, where his name was Leo "The fearless circus performer" he was used to it, but now... he hid in the shadows, away from the people. He enjoyed the peace and quiet... but now... just fools surrounded him. He heard a noise, metal... it seems like he WAS going to be ambushed, but someone has intervined. He looked over from the corner of his eye and just sneered it away. Of course he didn't care for these people, but the connection with the girl was the only thing on his mind, at the moment. He finally spoke in a deep tone.

... "I see, you liked the show?"...

[Aureus]

Sparing a glance in the performer's direction, it was clear to Aureus that he had locked onto a target and was dead set on pursuing it. So, there was no need in sticking around any longer. He had only happened upon the scene anyway. No need to interrupt a guy when he was working his game. Not to mention, the schizo didn't want to miss Lit and piss Baker off again. With a small nod to the mysterious new comer, Aureus pushed his way through the crowd and headed towards room 317. Hopefully there would be no more distractions.

[Artemis]

((OOC: This post is soooooooooooo overdue...Sorry..))

Why did she even bother saying anything to this newbie? Not even she really knew, but she had to admit even though she wasn't the biggest fan of violence, the techinque impressed her slightly. Slightly people.. enough for her to make a small comment on it. Just as she passed him he parted his lips and spoke to her.

... "I see, you liked the show?"...[/i]

Artemis paused in her tracks hearing what he had to say. She knew her words would be taken in that content of her actually ''liking'' what he had just done to the senior. No she didn't ''like'' the show, she was just simply a tad bit impressed by that little move. She didn't find violence to be something likeable or pretty. Artemis wasn't one to even resort to violence unless it was absolutely necessary; like if her hand was forced. She turned around to face him, honey colored orbs staring at him. Just as she began to speak, the seniors friend picked him out and began taking him away.

"You've got me mistaken... I only made that comment because I found that move a bit impressive... I don't partically enjoy violence... Though I admit he well deserved it, maybe in another time he'll learn from his ways.. But please don't mistake me for someone who enjoys such things..."

She kind of paused and gave a gesture indicating that she did not know his name. That would be his cue to state his name.

[~none~]

"You've got me mistaken... I only made that comment because I found that move a bit impressive... I don't partically enjoy violence... Though I admit he well deserved it, maybe in another time he'll learn from his ways.. But please don't mistake me for someone who enjoys such things..."

"Hmm.. Interesting... I guess I was mistakin' please excuse my assumption."

He politely lowered as to digitify his apology, and well, to be a gentleman in front of this rather intelligence and beautiful girl. He looked back as his "friends" came and took him to the infirmary. He would need more than that, but you would already know that... Right? He locked his eyes upon the little gesture that was made by Artemis, saying "this would be the time to get your name" type of movement. He smiled and bowed lightly again before speaking.

"My name... My name is, Mystel... Mystel Amano."

He seem to be acting very gentlemen-like around this girl, but being around him, you would see this if he was talking to any woman except for Rasha. Of course, he was being more polite than usual. Hell he doesn't even show this much... Poise, even in front of Rasha. He was laughing inside, because he would wonder how she would react by seeing this. Yes, that would be something that Mystel would await to see. His soften eyes kept his stare as he spoke again.

"Well you seen new as well... Or am I wrong?... Miss...?"

[Artemis]

He was rather polite a rarity amongst most people this days. Artemis was polite herself when they were polite to her, besides she often wished to avoid any conflict between her and another. She watched as he bowed again, this time stating his name.

Mystel Amano.... Such a rare name... mysterious even...

She acknowledge his words and bowed herself in showing the same form of respect and politeness. Her honey colored orbs looked up to him with her seldom expression as she responded politely back to him.

"Pleasure to meet you Mystel...interesting name... I'm Artemis... Artemis Aomori-Cross..."