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Katelyn

An 18 year old Blood Witch.

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a character in “By Blood and Bone.”, as played by Kirihe

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Full Name: Katelyn Emily Blake

Age: 18

Hair color: Blackish blue

Eye color: Dark Blue

Weight: 125 lbs

Height: 5"2

Isolation Category: Witch

Isolation Description: Witch; her strongest ability is compulsion.

Family:
  • Mother: Delexis Blake
  • Father: Emmerson Blake
  • Younger Sister: Sabrina Blake (age 6).

Personality: Katelyn is a typically serious child, approaching life as if it's a puzzle. She plays with the minds of people, inherent in her ability as a Blood Witch. Her particular ability with a Blood Witch's compulsion makes it easy for her to manipulate those who don't expect it. This inane ability to manipulate people causes her abundance of friendships. Katelyn doesn't care for playing games....she designs them. She likes to direct people, but not to take a leadership role.

Interests: Drawing, General Design, analyzing plans.

Fears: Large bodies of water.

Likes: animals, science, facts.

Dislikes: English, Birds, Moths.

Open to Romance ( x a box) yes [x] no []

Brief Bio: Katelyn is the daughter of Emmerson and Delexis Blake; owners an operators of one of the largest medical distribution systems in the United States. She and her sister Sabrina were left alone with nanny's as children and were forced to compete for attention, making their bond negative in nature. Instead of fighting with Sabrina, Katelyn branched out and established connections among the friends she had in her private school. As the oldest, she would be the heir to her family's cooperation if it weren't for the neurological disease that causes to have brief panic attacks that cause small outbursts of her ability. As her family is entirely made up of Blood Witches, Katelyn was trained early on in her childhood to preform spells. She now spends most of her time building her own spells and direct magic.

Common Appearance: Katelyn's appearance is characterized by her in-style fashion trends. Though she has a preference for long sleeves, skirts, and scarves; Katelyn will wear everything that catches her eye. She completes her look by always wearing her long, straight hair down and carrying a blue messenger bag with small, metal key chains of her favorite animals.

So begins...

Katelyn's Story

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Monday, June 12, 3500.
Washington Force Building: Abandoned
9:22 PM


Katelyn surveyed the wide, grassy, area with caution. She was careful, always eager to watch her step now that the tables had turned. More and more Inmente were showing up every single day, and each time they were more and more significant in the community. There were no limits to this killer. His victims grew, day by day, human and Inmente alike. Powerful Bone and Blood witches slaughtered in their homes. Feeble humans on the streets. No end was in sight and everyone was on edge. It was nearly a crime to be outside after dark these days, and so Katelyn rushed toward the meeting, knowing accommodations would be made for those who came a long distance. She was to meet with humans and others of her crime, display her knowledge of Hetica to assist finding the murderer. Two bone witches, a power isolation, an elemental witch, and a Physical isolation would be present. Two humans from some task force would watch, sentries to the Inmente at hand.

She reached the building just after dusk, an unassuming high-rise that had sprung up virtually overnight. The only information she possessed was the room number. 764. A conference room on the seventh floor. She hoped to Asari the others would be there, as she was not eager to be alone in an empty building at night. Katelyn subconsciously touched the messenger bag at her side, her fingers trailing to the leather pouch tied beneath her skirt. They contained materials she might need that night, but hopefully wouldn't need for defense. Entering into the vacant lobby, Katelyn was met with silence. Mirrored walls were lit only by small security lights stationed above them. She watched her reflection as she walked through the tasteful, leather furniture. In the poor light she was merely a ghost in the room. Dark hair hanging well below her shoulders, blue eyes appearing black in the light. Her clothing choice, a ruffled black skirt, blue sweater, and tan, faux fur boots stretching to her mid calf; were only outlined by the shine of light off of pale skin. The elevators sat positioned in the wall directly in front of her. The availability light blinking green as she stepped into the open doors. Katelyn pressed the intended directory button and turned, looking out into the dark lobby. And waiting for the assent.

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Michael had been flying for much of the evening, on his own, his head deep in thought about the events that where to unfold. It wasn't very often that he'd been able to spread his wings, his father demanded that they keep an extra low profile ever since the incident that had earned him a broken wrist and three cracked ribs. They where hardly able to fly anymore at all. Michael was almost thankful to his father's condition as it gave him the rare opportunity to make the long flight to the meeting place on his own and gave him time to think. His father needed the break from the stress.

As Michael flew the muscles in his immense wings and back flexed powerfully, his chest muscles pulling visibly to accommodate for the smooth motions of the great feathered appendages. The sound from the wind beating across the feathers and gathering beneath the wings themselves was shockingly loud. A soft whoosh could be heard from the ground even as he held them still to coast gently towards the ground. Michael peered down towards the parking lot as he circled the building once, wanting to see who had come before him before making his landing also checking to see if the area was clear. It was a habit these days, any human or inmante would have quite a hard time making the jump on him with his range of vision and speed. He finally landed moments later with a loud series of hard flaps and a short jog across the damp grass in his hightops. He cursed quietly as the moisture seeped into his shoes and made several long half jump-skips to the nearest pathway. Long white feathers cascaded lightly around his thin pale form as he scowled and attempted to scuff the soil and grass from his shoes. He wore no shirt at the moment, in fact he had nothing but a pair of thin black slacks and the hightops.

"Well....great." He muttered. He shook his head and made his way to the doors hurriedly all the while pulling off the backpack he'd been wearing the straps expanded nearly to their limit in length so as to rifle through the clothing he'd brought(shirts included).

"Um.....wait! The door!" He called to the woman to which he had the opportunity to grab a glimpse of before the elevator doors began to slide shut. Michael clumsily fought through the glass doors, his bag seemingly snatched by one as he made an effort to catch the elevator. It must have been odd to say the least to see a shirtless pale young man such as him, feathers clinging to his wild silver hair calling to her in that moment.

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Katelyn deftly caught the side of the elevator door, the sensors causing it to freeze. She wasn't sure why she had reacted the shout from this ridiculous man, but to enter this building he must be one of the Inmente she would be working with. So she held the door, indifferently so as she reached into the small pouch at her thigh. She carefully found the item she was looking for, hiding it in her fist as she withdrew her hand discreetly. It was a small crystal, deep scarlet in color. Though the square shaped thing was unassuming, it was one of a blood witch's greatest possessions: the blood crystal. She had carefully crafted it by hand, using a potent mixture of blood and magic; binding the two together to hold a spell that she could work instantly. The particular spell contained was a powerful trap spell, using magic from Hetica's Real reserve to suck the intended victim into the floor. Not dangerous in the least unless used over water or in suspension. But it would effectively trap the man struggling with the doors for a short time. In the hallway he would be unharmed, but in the elevator shaft....she shuddered thinking of a falling elevator and the crunch of bones.

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When Isadora received the news of the meeting she wasn't sure she would go since it would be at night time but word traveled to her grandfather who made her go anyway but she couldn't face the darkness alone. So in order for her to go, sadly, her brother would have to tag along. Now they were on their way to the building, Jasper in the lead as Isadora held to the hem of his shirt. Isadora looked around, the only light coming from the moon. She hoped that no one would attack mostly because she hated seeing her brother fight; she even wondered if he was the one who was doing the killings. It wouldn't really surprise her.

"There." Jasper's low voice seemed to rumble in the silence. Isadora nodded and they hurried to the building. She saw a guy with feathers disappear into the building and wondered why he would be dumb enough to expose himself so openly but as usual she said nothing and followed her brother. A small patch of wind rolled between them and Isadora held tight to her brothers shirt and her purse. She could here her brother chuckle; sending chills down her spine. As they got to the doors the elevator was being held open by a girl. Jasper grabbed her hand and walked into the elevator, holding her close like he was some kind of body guard.

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Michael tugged his bag free, just as a pair of siblings approached the doors. He was too focused on catching the elevator, however and the moment his bag slipped loose he speed walked through the elevator doors. He took residence in the left corner and took to rummaging through his bag for the shirt he'd chosen to wear at the meeting, a nice white dress shirt with a long collar and cuffs to match. His startling bright amber eyes caught glimpse of Katelyn's outfit, the black skirt with the fur boots and he smiled warmly at her. "I like your boots, that outfit is amazing."

Michael held his bag between his legs as he pulled his shirt on just as the pair of siblings, Jasper and Isadora entered the elevator with them. He flashed a friendly smile at both of them as he began to button up. He was quite thin, his ribs could be seen jutting faintly just above his set of six pale abs. He wasn't extraordinarily tall but his ample legs torso and neck made him seem that way. Once his shirt was on he took his bag and held it by his side, doing his best not to invade any of the others' personal space. He tried to get a read on each of them without staring too hard noting immediately that the other guy seemed to be rather aggressive looking. He avoided eye contact with that one but tried to give his sister a welcoming smile. Once the doors slid closed however Michael began to feel the familiar lurch in his stomach that tightened into a knot as the elevator rose. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. If only he could have known which window to come in from he could have completely avoided the situation but now wasn't the time for flashy entrances. A short ride up the elevator. He could handle it. Michael kept his eyes on the ground and took one calm sigh and focused on the feeling of flying.

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Isadora pushed close to her brother as the elevator became tight. She had no idea who any of these people were or what their power was. Never had she ever seen a boy with wings, it made her a little jealous. Flying seemed like it would be fun, just to escape life. But she couldn't fly and reality hit her like a bag of bricks. There were people dying. No one was safe. Heat rose up in her stomach, leaving her feeling a little weak. Looking up she saw the pale birdboy smiling cautiously looking at her brother and frowned. Isadora let out a silent sigh before seeing the birdboy smiling at her. A bright pink blush appeared on her cheeks and she smiled back, thanking Asari that her brother couldn't see her smile. One time her brother almost lit a boy on flames for even trying to talk to her. Isadora had never used her power on her brother until then and she paid dearly for it. Now she clings to the hem of her brother's shirt and waits for the elevator to reach its destination.

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Dante had been at the gym, working a heavy bag, when he had received the letter asking him to go to the meeting. Another boxer by the name of Lewis had found a letter addressed to him by the door as he entered the gym. It was already late, Dante had finished at his part time job two hours ago and up until getting the letter he hadn't even realized how late it had gotten. Thanking Lewis he took the letter and retired to the changing room. Despite the late hour, he thought if he hurried, and maybe used a little of the minor magic he was able to tab into, he could make it in time.

Changing into his street clothes, an all black attire this time since he would be moving around at night, he jogs the short distance to his small apartment home to get a few things. He had been living in the home he had grown up in until a week after his mother had been laid to rest, at which point he had decided he could no longer stand the sight of the old homestead. He had moved into a small apartment building just a few blocks from the gym, a nice little second floor room he could barely afford. But it was home now, and after entering it he made his way to his bedroom in the back, tossed his dufflebag aside, and went to the tiny closet. He didn't have much in the way of clothes, just enough so he had to do laundry at the end of each week to have something clean for the next, so most of the space had become his alter. The space where he kept all of his magical items, and those his mother had left him. Riffling through an old walnut box with runes carved around the edges of the lid, he takes out what might be described as a set of tribal jewelry. A necklace made up of a leather cord with the claw of a bear dangling from it, a small green glass bead on either side of it, which he slips over his head. A wooden ring with a skull carved into it the he slips onto his right ring finger. A bracelet made of a silver chain with several trinkets made from carved bone with various gemstones placed between them. This he slips onto his left wrist. He also takes a small vile from the box with something white and gelatinous inside. Bone Marrow. Slipping this in his pocket he closes the box, then the closet, then heads for the meeting place.

Thanks to one of the charms on his bracelet, a tiny white lightning bolt carved from rabbit bone, he was able to make it to the meeting place quickly enough, even though it was across town. Upon reaching the slightly ominous looking building he ends the magic afforded by the charm and walks into the building. It looked like he was the only one there, and it was a rather spooky thing to ride the elevator alone and then walk out into another empty looking hallway. Once inside the building it took him ten minutes to find the right floor, then the right room. Just before going inside he hears the ding of an elevator.

"Someone must be riding it up." Dante mutters to himself, hesitating at the door. "Maybe more freaks like me."

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Katelyn merely shifted to the side to allow the newcomers space. To reassure herself, she remove two more of the small crystals from the pouch, rolling them in her hand. The second two were similar to the first in shape, color, and size, but they contained two very different spells. One was an attack spell she'd shoved into the crystal structure with a violent amount of force, making it eager to explode. This one would surround its targets with a syrupy red liquid, thickening as they struggled. The second was a diversion spell that would create an exact copy of the living form it landed next to. She hoped to avoid using both.

"I like the boots, the outfit is amazing" Katelyn's eyes slid to the feathery man standing next to her, a wide grin on his face. She was stunned by the sheer confidence he possessed in speaking to Inmente he had never met.

"Thank you" She turned her head back to the doors, watching as they opened. She was the first to step into the room it lead to. It was a wide hallway, fully tiled in white from floor to sealing. Black wall lamps lead the way down a long, stretching hallway. Katelyn squinted into the darkness at the end of it, but the hallway was simply too long to see the end of. Or to be in this particular building at all.

"Did anyone happen to feel if the elevator was moving up or down?" She questioned, turning back to the group.

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She was quiet thinking about what the meeting was going to be like and if there would be any fighting. Isadora knew her brother too well but not the others. The sound of the door opening snatched her out of her worrying thoughts. Taking the dry eraser board and marker out of her purse she gets ready just in case. Jasper decided to hurry out before the pale boy and dragged her along with him. She looked back with a sorry look before turning back to her brother. Isadora didn't answer the girl but her brother did. "No." His voice was deep and dark. It always made her tense up. The hallway didn't help anything either. She hated herself as she drew closer to her brother.

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"It was definitely moving." Michael said in a quiet voice as he exited the elevator, flicking the last of the feathers out of his hair as he followed the rest of them. He yanked a neat black coat jacket out of his bag and pulled that on as well brushing the wrinkles out of it as he did so. Something about that abandoned building urged him to keep his voice low, he glanced into the empty office rooms as they carried on.

"I wonder when the last time was that that elevator had it's inspection anyways... I'm taking a window out of here...." He murmured afterwords under his breath. His brows furrowed and he watched as Isadora and Jasper moved on ahead. I wonder what his issue is. He thought only to himself. He buried his hands into the pockets of his coat. Whatever the man's problem was Michael had every mind to avoid treading on it. He knew just by the look of the guy that any sort of conflict would end up with multiple bruises and broken bones. The idea crossed himself vaguely, what if this guy did it? I mean.....he's creepy enough. Michael shook the idea from his head wondering instead what this meeting was going to achieve towards catching the real purpetrator. Would THEY find him?

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Katelyn rolled her eyes at the people behind her, taking off walking into the hallway. "Never know until we reach the end of the hall, now will we" She didn't care if she left the three of them behind, anyway. They were dead weight, as of now. And she could make them like her if need be. So she walked, rolling her crystals in her hand, aware of every sound around her in the apparently endless hallway. There would be an end of course. All things had to end.

'If you're coming, I suggest you keep up." She stooped for a moment, turning to look back over her shoulder and giving the Inmente behind her a smirk, her eyes sparkling dangerously. "Or you could always stay here" She raised her hand for a moment as she continued walking, dropping it to her side after a short second.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Isadora Scarlett Firth Character Portrait: Aurora Luna Character Portrait: Issac Dante Kaine Character Portrait: Asha Enoch Character Portrait: Katelyn Character Portrait: Grant W. Aldrich
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The ding from the elevator sounded distant, and figuring whoever was going to be stepping out of it was probably headed for this room, he began to turn the knob, but just before he actually opened the door there was a flash of movement. Taking his hand away, hearing the doorknob click back into place, he begins to raise his hands and move into a boxing stance, but once he sees what the movement was he stops and lowers his hands to his sides again, slipping them into his pockets.

"Oh, you must be another inmente...or whatever that word is..." Dante says, not sure if he used the right word. His mother had told him what their kind was called once, but the name hadn't stuck very well. Hearing voices in the distance he looks past the girl now as she moves closer, focusing on one of the charms on his bracelet. This particular charm was a smooth disc made from bat bone, and focusing on it allowed him to activate a spell similar to the one placed in the rabbit bone, only this one enhanced his hearing. Now able to actually hear what the people were saying he also heard another voice that seemed to be coming all the way from the end of the hall...wherever that might be. "Might want to cover your ears. I'm going to let the others know where we are."

After giving the new face a small grin he let the charm go and raised both hands to his mouth, forming a cup. After taking in a deep breath he then expels it as he yells, "HEY GUYS, OVER THIS WAY! YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE IF YOU DON'T HURRY!!" His voice, even when yelling, wasn't all that loud, but it carried like rumbling thunder along the halls. Anyone on the floor would probably have heard him.

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Jasper followed the girl and Isadora was dragged along, peeking out from behind her brother. She scribbled on her board, I have a bad feeling about this. Jasper smirked and shook his head without saying anything. Isadora let go of her brother's shirt and erased her board. Maybe it was all in her head. Maybe it will all be fine. She looked up at Katelyn and stared at her back. Maybe she was the one killing them all. Biting her lip she looked back towards the other then to the guy waiting for them. Who was he? Was he one of the humans? Taking a silent deep breath she stood next to her brother. She was the one who was invited not her brother so she needed to at least try and act like some kind of leaderish person. In all honesty she had no idea what she was doing.

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Isadora and Jasper walked into the room, the twins looked over everyone before taking a seat in the back. In synchronized motion they sat down and crossed their legs. Jasper sat back, watching everyone as she sat up straight and laid her board and marker on the table. Her grandfather always told her to look proper and in an important event. The most important rule her grandfather drilled into them both, only her ever taking it seriously, is to look weak so that the attacker wouldn't try their hardest to kill you. Glancing at the Michael and Dante for a moment her eyes landed on Grant before slowly going toward Katelyn and stayed there. She seemed like the leader of this group. Isadora gripped her board, eager for the meeting to start. She was hoping things would be discussed and they could go home peacefully. Her grandfather never showed that he ever worried about them out in the world, even with the killings. With Jasper who would?

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Dante stood to one side of the door, watching as everyone else got closer. Glancing back down at the girl beside him he makes a gesture, trying to tell her she can lower her hands now. By then another girl was there, this one having long black-blue hair. He called them girls only because, while he didn't really know how old they were, both looked to be younger than he was. As this one addressed him other filed into the room.

"Yo," Dante says in greeting, raising one hand to the darker haired girl. "That'd be me. I got lost trying to find this place, just thought I'd lend a hand." Lowering his harm to his side again he slips his hands back into his pockets and gives her a not before stepping past her and into the room. He stood near the door long enough to let almost everyone else grab a seat before moving into the room itself. The only other one left standing was the one who had been standing by the door as he'd walked in, and had just closed it behind everyone. Moving near the center of the room he looks over as he hears a voice and sees the man by the window with a hand extended. Nodding to him he reaches out and shakes it. "Dante, guess I'm a bone witch. That's what my mom told me anyway."

Dante looked around the room once more before crossing his arms over his chest. He would remain standing for this little meeting, just in case. One thing you learned while fighting was to never give an inch. This was a gathering of inmente, and someone probably wanted them all dead. No need to be wasting time trying to stand up if someone came breaking down the door.

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Katelyn rolled her eyes at the eagerness of the two of them. They were practically made for each other, she was actually surprised they hadn't hugged right off the back. Ignoring the people around her, Katelyn settled herself into a chair away from the others, closest to the wall where several folders were stacked. She idly drummed her fingers against the arm of the chair, taking in the others. The twins weren't her cup of tea, one too snobbish and the other without a backbone seemingly. She also didn't take to the man smoking, though he was probably the more attractive one out of the bunch. Bird-boy was too much of a bother and the other girl was about as futile as the female twin. None were to her liking, but she needed to get this over with and deal with them before she decided to do something about it.

"Dante, guess I'm a bone witch. That's what my mom told me anyway" Katelyn's eyes snapped to the man who had shouted, darkening with anger.

She clenched her fist around the crystals, drawing blood from her palm. He was infuriating to say the least. "Excuse me, but let's skip the formalities and figure out why we're here" Katelyn crossed her arms over her chest. "My name is Katelyn and I am a user of blood magic. That's all we need to know about each other"

Absentminded her fingers slipped to the files at her side, causing one to topple off the stack and open on the floor. "Damn" Katelyn bent to retrieve it, stopping when she saw the name scrawled across the top of a form, a picture clipped next to it. "Isadora Firthil?" She picked up the file and tossed it on the small table in the center of the room. Turning back to the files, Katelyn flipped through them one by one, reading off names as she went. "Micheal, Grant, Dante, Jasper, Aurora, Asha......and Katelyn" She spread them out on the table, each turned to the front page. A narrow handwriting dictated their name, age, height, and weight. There were names, numbers, and diagrams written in the margins of the forms. "It looks like a medical record.....and a detailed one at that" Katelyn took her own folder and flipped to the next page. Underneath categories and sub-categories were the names of childhood friends, her parent's acquaintances, the day she first walked. A few included photographs of a slowly aging Katelyn. "Someone has been doing their research." At the back of the folder a crisp, white paper was loose from the others. She took it out slowly, glancing over the neat handwriting. It was a letter of sorts, addressed to her.

Dear Miss Katie,

You are not to read this letter aloud to any of the others present. ALL must be present for this discussion. The future of the Inmente rests on the ability to adapt to this situation. Use your magic to find this monster and make him pay. Instruct the others to read their letters, there is more information for you in the margins of your file if you can be tasked to read it.

With Love,
KEB


"Read the letters" She said before turning to scan her own folder.

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Isadora could see Jasper sit up from the corner of her eyes. He was interested. They were both interested in a good mystery. Their grandfather would read them old stories about crimes and how humans would figure it out just by whit. Jasper laughed in disbelieve while she was amazed that humans we smart enough to do things on their own. Now they were going to be heroes...unless well....unless someone in this room was the killer. Who would do such a thing to their own kind when humans hated them enough? The twins smirked at the same time.

Isadora watched Katelyn slide the folders out before grabbing her folder and opening it slowly. How did anyone know all of this. Glancing at her brothers it even listed the accident that led to her silence. She was baffled to how this person got that piece of information. No one ever spoke about. It was like the forbidden story in the house. Going back to her won folder Isadora flipped through the pages until the end where a note waited to be read.


Dear Isadora,

It has come to my attention that your powers have grown to be quite extraordinary, including your brothers. I know you would probably have tried to get your grandfather to make Jasper stay home but we both know you are too afraid of the dark to come alone. I need him and you both to help catch this monster who has been killing our kind. I also know you hate using your powers but this is more important then your want you are needed. Welcome to the team.

With love,
KEB



Dear Jasper,

I know what you are capable of. I will be watching. Oh, what out for your sister; she underestimates her powers and can seriously harm herself if not careful.

With love,
KEB

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Dante stood back and watched the others as they took their folders. He was patient by nature, in most things, and so he waited so that he would be the last, then walked up and took his folder. Stepping back until he felt the wall at his back he leaned against it and flipped open the file. Everything looked to be in order, as crazy as that seemed. There was a photo taken shortly after his birth, of him in his mothers arms, his father sitting on the edge of the hospital bed with an arm around her. There was another from when he took his first steps, when he went to kindergarten, middle school, high school. In between were photos of himself and his father, usually wearing boxing gloves in or around the gym. There was only the one picture of his mother, who had never liked having her picture taken.

When he got to the last few pictures, however, his heart sank in his chest. Anyone looking at him would see a darkness in his eyes that wasn't there before, and might notice his arms shaking ever so slightly. The first picture was of his father lying on a stretcher in the middle of the street. He was bloody, and there were alot of people in the background, but one face stood out, or rather, stood out because it didn't. There was a single figure who, despite the bright day light, was hidden in shadow. The next picture was of his family together in the hospital again for the last time. A single tear rolled down from his left eye, but he made no move to wipe it away. The last picture made him clench his right fist, crumpling the corner of the folder a bit. It was a picture of his mother's mutilated body...before the time it had reportedly been found. He could tell this because, somehow, the light hadn't left her eyes yet and she looked like she was trying to scream.

Dear Dante,

You know more about yourself and your abilities than you think you do. And I know even more. I can assure you that if you work with this group when you will find the answers you seek, and the one who killed both your parents. Just keep an eye out and do your best to protect these people, I know you have it in you.

P.S.- Take a closer look at that necklace your father gave you.

With Love, KEB


"Who the hell is K-Bob and how did the get these pictures?" Dante says in a serious tone, crumbling the letting and slipping it into his pocket before tossing the open folder onto the desk, scattering the photos across its surface. Whoever this guy is, he made a mistake though. My mother gave me this necklace...didn't she?

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Michael took his folder and began flipping through it's pages taking note of the detailed diagrams of his wings and the accurate accounts of his life. He looked up just to observe the reactions of the others upon receiving their folders, several of them seemed quite disturbed. They must have some pretty heavy pasts... He thought to himself. By comparison there wasn't much of interest to be said about his own notes he grew up an average kid, granted they occasionally got unwanted attention from the neighbors and people at the schools but apart from that he lead a nearly normal life. He'd even joined the track team in his school years. He almost always blew the competition away with his seemingly endless stamina.

Michael flipped the last few pages of his file and read the note that had been leaft for him.

Dear Michael,

I have studied your physical abilities closely, as you can see. They are quite extensive and effect more areas of your body than I believed possible at first glance. Speed, stamina, light weight, and the ability of flight to name the most prominent. If you learn to truly hone into your strengths I believe you could become quite an asset to our efforts. Listen closely to the instructions that will be given to you as a group. Everyone is essential.

With Love,
KEB


Michael looked up from his letter just as Dante spoke up. It was a good question. Who found all this information on their abilities and private life?

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Katelyn was absorbed in the small diagrams that lined the pages of the file. From the labels of many of them she could see they were depicting complicated rituals involving blood magic. Several notes warned against using non-human blood for the rituals, and other predicted that there must be a blood more potent than human blood. She recognized Old English words for sacrifice and rebirth that were centered around one of the larger drawings: an eight pointed star with lines connecting each corner with the center. The red ink was enough to tell her it had to be drawn in blood, and everyone but the user had to be standing on a line in the center. The spell could be adjusted to the number of people involved so that each could stand in a section of their own. She was intrigued by the detail put into it, the precise lines would need to be drawn in a large area. The drawing recommended a concrete floor, and candles. Scented in Vanilla, Lavender, and for whatever reason, pumpkin. Another selection of handwriting caught her eye.

"Guys, listen to this"

Dear Miss Katie,

As you have noticed, I have made you the leader in our little expedition. To your left, you will see a panel of the wall that isn't quite parallel to the one across from it. If you press it, the first part of your investigation can begin. Once inside, you'll find that I have provided the accommodations for nine people, though Miss Asha has not joined us yet. Please, make yourselves comfortable. There is also a supply area, kitchenette, dinning area, and of course a library for you do work. I will provide information on our mystery killer as it arises. Please, enjoy yourselves and have a wicked time.

With love,
KEB

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The twins looked up from their folders and focused on Katelyn. For disliking her brother so much they tended to do a lot of stuff at the same time. Isadora listen carefully to the note and when she read the first sentence Jasper rolled his eyes and nudged close to her. Well at least this KEB wasn't dumb enough to put her brother as the leader. She thanked Atisus. She could only imagine the mess everyone would be in.

Isadora listened to every word carefully before frowning. She was going to live with these people AND her brother? Looked to the left, searching for this so called panel before writing on her board and holding it up. Are we really going to be living together? Jasper gripped her leg a little tight. She knew it was a warning but she ignored him. She was more worried for the people then herself. She didn't know how strong these people were but she knew her brother and he tended to have a bad temper. If anything he was a brat.

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He got up from his seat and walked over to the wall looking at the panel spoken of in the letter, he then turned and opened his mouth to speak. "So were all part of some little team or "expedition" and were going to be living here together while this investigation is going on." He thought on this for a moment and noded as he made sense of it in his head. He rather enjoyed the thought of this for some reason he couldn't quite explain...

Grant turned back to the wall and pressed the panel as he watched expectantly.

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Plucked from her thoughts by the mention of her name, then a doctor-like look file tossed down to the table in the center, Aurora indentified the one which had her name and picture clipped to it and was about to begin reading through it when a crisp white piece of paper slipped out from the cover and floated into her lap. Aurora furrowed her brow curiously, then placed the file down and picked up the piece of paper, then after hearing Katelyn's instructions, Aurora nodded and began to read what now appeared as the letter that she was holding.

Dear Miss Aurora,

I know of your explosive magic, and I would like now to warn you. I think by now you know how powerful you can be. Learn to control it, and you could be a large help to the group. Let Katelyn and the others be-friend and guide you, follow them as examples and soon you'll be able to contain your emotions.

With love,
KEB


Aurora's eyes widened at the letter, who was this person? KEB? her mind raced with questions once more as she scanned the letter over and over until it stuck in her head. Then she placed the letter down and began reading her file through. Height, weight, birthdate, eye colour, hair colour, just what did this KEB know about her? About everyone? Aurora remained with a confused expression, until her attention fell upon a particular section of the countless papers - cause of parent's death: Burnt alive. Aurora's breath hitched, her eyes began to sting as tears formed at the brims, for a moment it felt like Aurora was choking, her throat seized up. And then she panicked. "It wasn't me.." Aurora mumbled to herself as tears began to stream, then as her mind shrouded more and more over by the dark thoughts which possesed her, Aurora's voice grew in volume, "It wasn't me.. IT WASN'T ME, I DIDN'T DO IT" she then shouted, sobbing and choking her words as she then curled up on her chair and clung to herself with all her might as her mind slipped further and further, trigger a mass of emotions and unwanted memories in it's wake.


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To put things mildly, Dante was not happy about the situation at hand. There was someone out there who had been watching him for what seemed a goodly amount of time, and he had never even gotten the slightest hint that he was being watched even once. Not from the big brother type that KEB seemed to be. He'd always been able to tell when some punk on the street had his eye on him, thinking he could corner Dante in a dark alley way and jump him. This guy was good. Crossing his arms loosely over his chest again he looks around the room, not really looking at anything in particular but taking everything in slowly.

Overall the group assembled looked like a puzzle with a few missing pieces. Their new leader seemed to be a bit of a magical snob, the girl who had teleported into the building was having a breakdown of some sort, the twins looked like opposite sides of a coin, Michael seemed to be ready to literally fly the coop, and the other fellow was already pressing buttons without asking what they did first. Dante had to admit, he felt he fit in pretty good. After all, every band of misfits needed a punch drunk idiot in case things went south.

Never having been able to deal with emotions in a, shall we say, normal manner, but always feeling he should help others when he was able, Dante walks over and takes a seat beside Aurora. Reaching over he puts an hand on her shoulder and looks at her for a moment before sighing, then looking back to their new leader. "So, boss, what now? Do we really have a choice in all of this or what? I don't like the thought, but this guy seems to know more than he should, so I gotta say it...is there a chance this guy set all of this up to get us all here in one place?"

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Michael looked at Aurora and his eyes darted around the room breifly before he spoke up. "Honestly I'm not entirely sure what to think of all this from what I can see none of us are exactly well versed in deduction. I certainly am not. How on earth did Keb think that we where the best to work on this? We're dealing with a murderer with possibility of holding powers similar or greater than our own. This is crazy."

He turned to Dante, "Set us up? As a cop or the killer? If he set us up here as a cop what good would that do him? One of us could leave at any moment and he'd loose his suspect. It's not like we're being forced here. Even if we where lead here on pretence of catching the killer it'd have to be based on some sort of profiling. There'd have to be some sort of tie between us aside from the fact that we're inmente. If Keb is in fact the killer.....well I just don't see it. The murderer's never gone to these lengths and having files on our every waking moment down to our birth wouldn't do him any good. I don't buy it...but if you lot think we're suspected I'd look for a link." Michael nodded towards his own file. "I mean....we have all the evidance here, but seeing as we're meant to investigate I bet it'd be a waste of our time.