Ren Everett's Story

Ren sauntered through the halls. It was time for the students to come back from their vacation and after seeing their families, meanwhile Ren spent his whole vacation in the Mansion. He was Doctor Everett's nephew, and even though that old man encouraged him to go see his parents, Ren disagreed, as he had held a grudge for them, despite the fact that he really wanted to see his little brother. That, except for his uncle, was the only person in his family who didn't think of Ren as a nusiance, in a way. Even though Ren could teleport, and take a glimpse at his brother, that required energy that he was not going to willingly spend, instead, he used it to go exploring while he could.

Soon enough, the halls that Ren was walking through were crowded, so he had no other way but to teleport, to avoid any fuss. He didn't like crowded places much, since many of the psychic families didn't like him, and thought of him as a snobbish kid. Almost everyone knew who he was, and he didn't like that either, even if he was a people person, he didn't like the way he was treated: "Oh Mister Everett."
'Pah-leese, they don't even care.' He thought as made his way to a clearing, and teleported, so he wouldn't accidently drag someone with him. When he had landed, he had realised that he was just outside the mansion. With a loud sigh, he sat down right on the spot.

Then again, he was kind of curious who his room mate would be. In the last quarter, his room mate refused to share a room with him because appearantly, Ren's laugh was a little too much for him. 'Annoying' He thought.


Kuro, just in time had managed to pick up directions for his room. Once again, his room mate had changed, not everyone wanted to be with someone as gloomy as him. But that didn't bother the tall boy, he lazily walked over to his.. No, their room, and opened the door. It was a bit different from what he imagined, the room was larger that his previous one, and there was more spacing between the beds, which was nice.

His eyes locked on a large black army bag infront of a bed, it was his bag. Lovely, that someone had decided to drag his bag upstairs, probably one of the guys paying off their debts for disturbing Kuro while he was meditating, or something like that. He shrugged and walked over to the bed behind the bag, flopping down on it, staring aimlessly at the cieling. Then his hand reached for his pocket, as he took out the direction sheet again, wondering who his room mate was to be this time.

A certain "Gabriel Honey-Sinclair", to him, it sounded french, but he was simply jumping to conclusions. Even though his mother was french, his main language was Russian, even though he didn't talk on it all that often. Then again, he had no one to talk to.
"I wonder if this one will run away in fear." He muttered silently to himself, slamming the sheet onto the bed, staring back up at the cieling.

Ren tilted his head as he heard a yelp behind him. He blinked turning around, looking at the girl which seemed to be staring at him. He raised his hand to wave at her, but she stood up and walked into the mansion. "Eh? Am I that scary?" He asked himself, blinking several more times. But he couldn't bother going after her, infact, he thought that chasing after girls was either stalkerish, or a way to show affection.. Which he didn't have for strangers, even though he would gladly make friends.

He shrugged and crossed his arms behind his head, laying down, staring up on the sky. He was oblivious to everyone and everything around him, it didn't bother him much that he was right infront of the mansion entrance. The stampede of people had already passed inside, anyway. Or so he hoped. He sighed, blowing his brown bangs out of his eyes, as he began counting the clouds.

"This is my last year of school in this place, and you ask me if I know this place?" He raised an eyebrow, not bothering to get up. He smiled at her, "So that means you don't know who I am.. FANTASTIC!" He then exclaimed, quite happily, standing up so that he would face her.

He was taller than her, but that didn't bother him much. "Looks like you and I will become good friends!" He laughed, "Anyway, where do you need to go? I can bring you anywhere. Or are you looking for someone? Ren Everett is at your service, but you can call me Renny, that's what most of my friends call me anyway. " He said. "Or are you interested in meeting cute guys? We can arrange that to, so who do you like?"

Ren smiled brightly, "Just kidding."

He smiled brightly as she took her time to answer. He seemed to somewhat notice that she seemed uncomfortable around him, or so he thought. That was, untill she spoke.

"Cupcake? That sounds really cute! I'll call you that, if you don't mind!" He smiled brightly at her, "You're rather forward, aren't you? Being called cupcake and all. But don't mind me and my awkward mind, I can often end up saying awkward things." He began speaking very quickly, untill he heard some girls speaking. He knew their voices sounded very familiar, but he couldn't make out who they were.

Then he looked down at her. "Since most of the rooms are under construction, yes. We have room mates here. I wonder who my room mate is. Heh, actually, I wonder who YOUR room mate is. Just gotta hope if it's a he, that he wont take advantage of my cute new friend. If you get in trouble, call me!" He raised his thumb, pointing at himself.

"Take...advantage..? Why would a guy do that? D...do you mean copy my homework....?"

"H-huh? What, you don't know what that means?!" He exclaimed, almost surprised, "Woooow. You really are a good girl.." he begun rubbing the back of his head, wondering if to explain it or not. "Well, when a guy takes advantage of a girl, it usually means that.. Well, in short words, flirting like... Flirting and stuff." Ren thought, it wasn't the best way to explain it, but he wasn't sure how else to... "And maybe take advantage of you by copying your homework, guess it depends on the type of guy."

Then he got the awkward idea of creeping her out..

"But y'know.. You're alone, in a closed room with a perverted guy, and he starts hitting on you, and you can't get out.. Keke~ What will you do then? People wont exactly barge into your room to rescue you.." He said in a creepy, yet joking tone, walking up closer to her, making a 'creeper' face. Then he stopped, smiling. "Just kidding, I'm not trying to scare you or anythin'."

"Aww. You're so squishy." He laughed at her, ruffling her hair, looking up at the sky. "I actually scared you. Jeez Cupcake, you really will have a hard time around me. But hey, since you're my friend, I'm not letting go now!"

Ren gave her a reassuring smile, then tilted his head as he heard his name. He looked in the direction of the sounds.

"Look, that's Ren Everett.." A girl squeaked.
"What's he doing, talking to that girl?" Another one protested.

He twitched, narrowing his eyes in a rather cold stare. They looked away as they noticed. He turned back to the girl. "I'm sorry for the plethora of girls, since I'm Doctor Everett's nephew, that makes me a bit.. Known around the mansion. That's why I want to be friends with you. You don't know anything about me, and it means that I can have a new start.." He told her.

"New start...ok well...I...I don't know who that doctor guy is but uhm, as long as you have that sticker you can't f-frown....Renny."

His eyes widened slightly as she put the sticker on his cheek. He smiled at her, "You.. You don't like it when I frown?" He asked her, raising an eyebrow, "Ofcourse you don't... Okay Cupcake. But you really can't expect me to protect you from people talking ill about you while smiling? They wont take me seriously." He laughed.

It was funny. He had lots of female friends, but she was different. She was.. Sincere. She didn't have to 'fake' being who she was, and she didn't wear a ton of make-up. And she was shy, but she wasn't afraid of him. The important thing, she wasn't afraid of him. He often did things to test how people would react.. And it mainly turned out that most would be frightened. But she was different, it made him happy.


"Ah well. If anyone gives you trouble, call for me, okay? Now that we're friends.. Well, I would expect people to look badly upon you. After all, everyone had their own opinion of me." He smiled awkwardly.

Kuro didn't bother looking at his room mate when he heard the door open. He remained laying on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, in deep thought, oblivious to everything, or so it seemed. He closed his eyes for a moment, not wanting to look at the person infront of the door. He could feel that he was watched, but he was used to it, it wasn't a first for him... And clearly not the last.

Inside his mind, he was re-playing the images of how he ended up alone through all these years. How he was the 'silent, awkward kid'. When he was finally done, we worked up the courage to sit up, that was, when the young 'boy' talked.

He raised an eyebrow, looking at him, silent, not willing to reply at first.

Then he realised, that if the boy didn't run away yet, it probably was worth a go.

"Gabriel.. It's nice to meet you." He spoke rather silently, hesitantly, it would give a bad first impression, to most people at least. "I'm Alistair.. Please call me that." He said in his usual, silent tone, narrowing his eyes, looking away for a moment, then back at the boy.

"You look... Awefully young." He told him, "Looks like you either didn't hear the rumors about me, or you just don't care... Or you have no choice, which is probably the right answer."



Ren seemed completly oblivious to Cupcake's confession about her powers. The spirit thing didn't bother him at all. He just gave her a smile in return, remaining silent. When he sensed the tension she had, he realised that he had to say something.. He didn't want to make her run away for some reason..

"Uhh.. Is there an evil spirit behind me, or are you just tense because I found out your psyche?" He raised an eyebrow, his tone sounding pretty sarcastic. "In any case, I'll protect you if there is one, and as I said earlier. Since you're my friend now, I'm not letting go. Even if you were a serial killer and could back stab me.. Not that I believe that you are one, it's just how I feel about my friends." He chuckled, then stuck his hands in his pockets and turned around.

"Anyway, the crowd seems to have dissolved a little. Do you want me to lead you to your room, before the crowd makes its way OUT of the mansion, and we'll get stomped to death?"

"You are..." He stared at the boy for a moment, narrowing his eyes, inspecting the features of the 'young' male infront of him. "Fragile." He concluded, standing up.

He walked over to the boy, staring down at the suitcase. Then at Gabriel. He was feeling rather tall, since he literally had to 'look down' in order to be able to talk to Gabriel properly. At that thought, he sighed. It was troublesome to always have to 'lower' his head while talking.

After a moment of silence, he ruffled the boy's hair. "Do you need any help moving that around?" He asked, half-smiling. It would look like a smirk from ones point of view, but.. That was actually his smile. "They didn't help you get here? Thought they'd atleast bring your suitcase up for you, in an apology for sticking with me." He narrowed his eyes.

This boy is.. Strange. I've never seen people like him before.. Alistair thought, And sixteen? He doesn't even look his age...

He kept running horrible images of how horribly this boy must have been treated in school or by society. As far as Alistair knew, the 'human' survival chain consisted of the strong picking on the weak. Bullying.

He gave off a light shrug, trying to clear away the thoughts, but they kept on rushing into his head like no tomorrow. After all, he was an outcast in the 'human' society too. Maybe.. We might.. Get along. He thought, but stuttered even in his head. Having friends was new for him, even if he didn't have any bad intentions.

I can't believe I'm referring to my family as .. Human beings.. What does that make me? With that final question in his head, he seemed to zone off for a moment, staring blankly ahead.



For as long as it lasted, Ren was happy with the company he had. Even if the people in the mansion did seem to give... Unfortunately, bad looks, or evil grins, at either Ren or cupcake, he simply ignored them. It was after all his duty to protect her, so he stated himself.

As they walked, Ren couldn't help but to notice Cupcake's... Constant zoning off. Or so he called it. She seemed somewhat troubled, appearantly by something he could not see or understand. He stopped, putting his hand on her shoulder.

"Cupcake... If you're feeling uncomfortable.." He went silent for a moment, wondering if he should tell her about his apportation abilities. Then again, she could pester him to use them for her selfish needs.. He quickly shook his head,

No. Cupcake isn't like that! Even her aura feels nice.. He thought.

"If you're feeling uncomfortable.. I could teleport us to the door of your room? That is, if you're fine with it. Sure apportation, or teleportation, is a rather uneasy thing at first go. But hey, it's better than standing in a place crowded with spirits that only YOU can see." He chuckled, smiling brightly at her, "If it's ghosts you're talking about. How am I going to protect you from something I can hardly even sense? Even for an Aura Reader, spirits auras are pretty 'smokey', unless they interfere with our world much. That's what I've been told in class, atleast."

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He gave her an uncertain glance for a moment, clearly he wanted to teleport her, if seeing all those ghosts was uncomfortable, but at the same time, he couldn't argue that with his health, teleporting was indeed hard. Then he smiled, remembering about the sticker on his cheek,

"You're so considerate.. But if you really don't want to teleport, then I'll be glad to walk with you on your way there." He told her and began walking, but stopped as he felt something pull his shirt. He looked down at her, grinning in a rather playful way, "Aww, Cupcake is scared. Hehe, don't worry, I'm here." he gave her a thumbs up, and slowed down a little.

His average pace was a bit faster than hers, since he was taller, but slowing down didn't bother him much. "So, what's your room number?"

Ren didn't know his own room number himself, but for him, finding it out was just a matter of time. He could easily just teleport down to the assistance office, and ask about it, but with Cupcakes.. She didn't want him to use his teleportation abilities, or so he seemed to understand.

Ofcourse, he could simply as a passing by girl to go get information for him, but then again, was he really that lazy? He looked around, there was an incredible weight on his shoulders, he couldn't leave Cupcake alone, since she could get lost or something.. And if she didn't know her room number. Oh well, he didn't really expect her to after all, perhaps it would've been wiser to get directions when they were passing by.