Steel waltzed into the building after opening the door. He was late... As was usual when he went places with his brother. Who needed six eternities just to be convinced he would be safe leaving the house. Stone was holding his hand for dear life, and hiding half way behind him. The sound of the door creaking as it opened made him squeeze Steel's hand tighter.
"Calm down.... Why are you such a girl?" Steel complained, pulling on his hand as he continued into the building. "It's just a door."

Stone took deep breaths, trying to calm his beating heart. The building was huge... He didn't like large things... The main room they entered now was also huge. He felt like screaming but he didn't, he knew loud noises hurt Steel's ears.
"I'm not a girl...." He said quietly, moving even closer to his brother. "I'm just me...."

Steel sighed, things were only going to get worse here probably.... Because now he couldn't leave his brother with his dad. They didn't know anyone here, so Stone was going to be crazy jumpy, and any time he needed to go somewhere Stone would follow him. Which meant no fighting.... Which meant he was going to be so bored! This place was already like hell.
"Suuure. Which is why your hanging on me like your my girl-friend or something."

Stone sighed back at his brother, though his breath caught half way through the sigh when he thought he heard voices. He shivered a little.
"I don't like it here! I want to go home!" He shouted suddenly, hugging still closer to his brother. "It's not fair! Why do I have to come here?! I can't live here with a bunch of crazy people."
"You are crazy. Scared of everything... Who is seriously scared of everything?" His brother pointed out, continuing out into the building. "OI! Where is everyone?!" He shouted into the building.

Stone shook slightly at the sudden shouting from his brother, and looked around quickly. Not wanting to be startled by whoever came to answer him.
"We should have knocked... Or something...."
"Feh, we're living here now.... This is our home. Get used to it, we'll be going in and out allot."
Stone felt tears in the corners of his eyes.
"But I don't want to live here.... It's too big... And there are crazy people living here. I just want to go home." He sobbed and fell on the floor beside his brother, still holding his hand tightly. "I want to go home!"

Steel frowned, and patted his head lightly with his free hand.
"Right.... Sorry.... I forgot how bad moving is on you. Listen... You get used to it. I promise...."
Stone shook his head, and sobbed. "No.... I want to go home..."
Steel sighed once again, he had a feeling that he'd be sighing allot now. "Stone, your going to have to get used to the fact that this is home now."
Stone just shook his head again, and continued sobbing.

'Joy...' Steel thought, looking around. 'Maybe they have a sedative for him or something... He's going to give everyone a headache.'
Then he crouched down beside him, and hugged him gently.
"It's going to be okay." He said looking around still waiting for someone to answer his earlier shout. "I'm here, and there will be lots of people for you to talk to once your ready. You might find allot of people like you here. Maybe you'll make allot of friends here."
Stone didn't answer, just continued sobbing, now with his eyes pressed against his brother's shoulder. "I want to go home...."

"Well I was wondering if either of you could help me get this harness off me...its locked and I can't let my wings out, which is something I really just want to do. I don't want to be normal like my mommy and daddy want me to. I want to be different."

The twins glanced at each other for a moment, each thinking the same thing. As they looked down to Lina they each had a cruel grin on their face.
"Of course little dove,"
"We were waiting for you to ask..."
Casually Kitty reached down with a razor sharp claw, and sliced through one leather strap, then another. Porcelain grasped the harness and pulled it off, tossing it to the side.
"There, isn't that so much better."
"It is, because you know,Kitty loves a good chase.,"
"The tastiest prey is the one that's ripped from the sky," Kitty sneered, looking Lina dead in the eye.
Each of them rested a hand on her shoulder, giving them a squeeze, a little tighter than loving, but only slightly, to reassure her that one day she would die, and it would be by their hands. Though they smiled and cooed, she was simply food, being coddled to it's prime. Their kind actions were simply flicks of their fingers on the puppet strings.

Lina watched as Kitty cut through the leather with her sharp claw, then as Porcelain pulled the harness off her wings went out to the side. Her wings where as wide as her height. She flapped at them and then smiled to Kitty and Porcelain "thank you so much! this does feel so much better".

"There, isn't that so much better." "It is, because you know,Kitty loves a good chase.," "The tastiest prey is the one that's ripped from the sky,"

Lina felt their hands on her shoulder, feeling the squeeze she jumped a little. She remembered some of the scientists doing that and she went rigid for a few minutes. Her hair changed to a reddish color then went back to bluish color. She looked to both of them when they where done talking "is this a new game we will play, is there someone I could attack in this game? I think that be fun." She was a bit naive and did not understand Kitty and Porcelains motives. "I can't wait to fly...maybe can find a way out of this place." Her hair turning to white as she started to think about flying.

Adelio stood, looking around himself. The man had asked for them to introduce themselves. He twitched slightly and looked down at Vashti. She wanted him to speak... He reluctantly nodded, wanting to reflect on his earlier comment about how he does things when he wants to. "My name, my subjects, is Prince Adelio Basil. You may call me your highness, Prince, and so on. I would hate to be formally adressed as Adelio." He announced, not afraid to say it louder than the rest. He glanced around the room.

There were three girls in one section, the peasant was one of them. But the two others must've been who she called 'The Queens'. He let a sharp growl escape from his throat, and stared at them, refusing to sit. He looked at the one with disgust, seeing as there was blood dripping from it's mouth. "That's not Queen-like behavior, that's for sure." He chuckled, rather loudly.

As the so called "Prince" introduced himself the girls chuckled to to each other openly,as if he told them a joke as opposed to state his status. At the sound of his voice they glanced over, but continued their private laugh for a moment more before turning to him.
"That's not Queen-like behavior, that's for sure."
"You mistake us fool, though your boldness appeals to us."
"Yes, you are quite a tricky one, I'm not sure whether to approve of these actions or not..."
"One the most apparent hand it is arrogant, and shallow. Such a predictably normal emotion vanity is."
"But I am not quite sure how we can use a puppet such as yourself, for you were destined to be mine after-all. A handsome thing to play with, use, and destroy."
"And since you seem to think you are a Prince, we shall allow you to use such title. All of our puppets have names after all."
One more their actions mirrored each other as they spoke, giggling over to the Russian boy. As he stood staring back at them Kitty giggled down to Lina, "Some of them are so adorable when they think their something aren't they, they're so clueless about who really pulls the strings.

Adelio laughed, and seemed to let his Russian accent project. "You, my friends think that you control everyone, don't you? Your posture and your words give away how high you hold yourselves, and how low you hold others. Which leads me to beleive that you, in fact, are the fools." He said, glaring at them with his cold eyes. "I am not a toy to play with, so I suggest you back down and lose your confidence. It's not going to get you anywhere in this dump. Look around. If you beleive that you're making a difference at something by controlling the crazy, unstable people around you, then you're the craziest ones here." He snapped, but only directed these comments to the sisters, not anyone else around them. Before doing anything else, he raised an eyebrow and smirked. "The Prince deserves his name, and I'll keep it whether or not you think you can take it from me."Then, he bowed silently, and took his seat next to Vashti. Then he ate, not really listening to anyhting they had to say after that.

The small boy rose a brow as he heard a yell. His fear was just wanting to explode, and instinctively, he gripped his companion's arm. The boy's fear was too strong to maintain it's current state, and it came flooding back to him, his lips twitching into a faint smile. "I-It was nice while it lasted." The German boy murmured, watching Mr. Sophia stare at Lina from the corner of his eyes, whispering to his nurses and the members to gather guards around the house so no one could escape.

Swallowing hard, Adalwulf got up, nodding to his friend. "I-I'm going to see who yelled that. I t-think someone's lost. The boy murmured, feeling very uncomfortable while standing, and dashing out of the dining room, boots clacking against the tiled ground, trying to follow the yell while he fidgeted and twiddled his thumbs. "H-Hallo?" The boy quietly called down the hall, looking and searching each unlocked room, until he saw two boys, and one seemed just as frightened as he was.

Flinching back at the sudden appearance, he pressed himself against the wall and watched them for a brief moment, chest rising and falling quickly as his two braids tickled his arm. Taking off his beret and clutching it to his heart, he listened to the sobbing boy, feeling himself getting teary-eyed, though brushed it off and walked out from next to the wall, walking in front of the boys and trembling. "H-Hallo. A-Are you the people that yelled down the hall?" He asked, stuttering as he walked closer to them and bowed, squealing like a girl when he heard glass fall all the way down the hall and in the dining room, quietly whispering under his breath as he clutched his beret tighter. "I-I am A-Adalwulf C-Claus S-Schröder." He stated, staring at the floor.

Steel looked up at the boy, then quickly towards the hall when he heard the shattering.
His brother screeched, not yet having noticed the new boy, and shouted. "I want to go home! Steel I want to go home!"
Steel ignored his brother, and decided to just ignore the sound as well, instead turning back to the boy, as he yanked his brother to his feet.
'Another scaredie cat? He's adorable though.... At least.... I think he's a he.... 'Adalwulf' seams like a guys name....'

"Yeah." His brother promptly hid behind him upon noticing the new figure, gripping his arm, and the back of his shirt. "We're a little late because it can be hard to get him out of the house." He explained. "I was going to ask where everyone is... But.... Better question is where is our room? If you know... Cause he's clearly not ready to meet new people." Steel sighed. "I don't know why they thought sending a Panaphobiac to a mental institution was a good idea. But whatever."

He held out a hand to the boy politely. "I'm Steel by the way.... And the sobbing idiot behind me is my brother Stone. He's scared of everything..."

Nervously messing with his braids, he watched Stone in silence, hands trembling. "W-We haven't been introduced to our r-rooms yet, ne. E-Everyone's in the dining r-room, at the time." He whispered, eyes straying from Steel to Stone, and when he heard their names, he felt his heart flutter. Science. Steel, stone. Both minerals of the Earth. They were science.

"S-Steel and S-Stone? Y-You don't know how much I love your n-names. S-Science is my favorite s-subject, a-and your names remind me of it." He said, nodding slowly. "S-Stone is afraid of everything? A-At least, I-I don't feel so alone. M-More or less though, I-I get major p-panic attacks, a-and t-they're really s-scary. I-I have Panic disorder a-and Asperger's syndrome." Looking at Steel's hand, he felt his heart race and he shook his head. "I-I'm sorry. I-I don't like to touch people. I d-don't have a phobia of germs, b-but, the t-texture of the s-skin against m-mine, i-it just feels very, very weird. M-My skin is sensitive to begin with, and p-physical contact s-scares me." Adalwulf murmured, rubbing his pale arm, eyes straying to Stone again.

The 13 year old boy got closer to Steel to see Stone clearer, though careful not to make physical contact. "G-Guten tag." He whispered to the other scared male shyly, gripping his artist's beret tighter.

"Right...." He pulled on his arm, trying to get Stone to come out. "Well I guess we'll just wait out here till we are.... Stone's not really... Ready for a room full of new faces I think. The baby." He sighed.

"Really? Most people think it's odd.... Stone got teased allot in school cause of his name. Isn't that great Stone? Someone likes your name. Stop being a baby and introduce yourself." Stone shook his head into his brother's back, refusing to budge.
"Oh.... Right.... My hand isn't rough though. I use basic hygiene.... Lotions and stuff..." Steel tried not to be offended by it, moving his hand to shove it in his pocket.... It was just a syndrome or whatever. His brother had allot of those too... Still... Being told his hand would feel 'weird' was a little irritating... "Che...." He looked at the wall away from Adalwulf.

Stone didn't answer, choosing instead to hide further behind his brother and whimper quietly. "I want to go home......" Once more.
Steel sighed, realizing he would probably have to explain his brother's odd behavior again. "He takes a while to get used to new people... Especially when he gets like this... I'm sure you two will hit it off or whatever later. But... For now it might be better just to leave him there.