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Charlie Smith

Good people do bad things too...

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a character in “Dying Ashes”, as played by CreativeThinker

Description

|| Charlie ||


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Everyone has something that makes them different...





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|| THE BAREBONES ||



|| Full Name ||
Charlie Smith

|| Age ||
20

|| Sex ||
Male

|| Role ||
Trapped

|| Face Claim ||
Ayame Sohma





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|| THE PORTRAIT ||



|| Hair Colour ||
Light grey

|| Eye Colour ||
Gold

|| Skin Tone ||
Pale

|| Height ||
5'9"

|| Weight ||
139

|| Scars ||
Alex has burn marks that look like lines all over his back, nape, and back of arms.

|| Tattoos/Piercings ||
Standard lobe (right ear); jewelry is a small gold hoop earring.




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|| THE SMOKESCREEN ||



|| Positive ||
+Empathetic || Charlie has a natural thing for understanding people’s feelings. He’ll often go to comfort someone if they need it and will just listen to someone for hours happily if it would make them feel better.
+Adaptable || Since he was little he knew he had to find a way to handle things, like the test preformed on him. Changing has become easy for him. He’s made himself adjustable so he has the best chance at surviving.
+Affable || From the start he has been a friendly easygoing person who is naturally cheerful and easy to talk to. He had to force himself to be this way so he wouldn't go crazy or into despair while at Sirion.
+Bright || Charlie was intelligent since he was young. He learned to do/make things easily and had a thirst for knowledge. He’d be the one to always annoy one of the scientists with all of his questions. Charlie likely would have been a successful person if he wasn’t born to be an experiment.
+Broad-minded || The hardest person to offend could be Charlie. He is very tolerant in his and other’s views and reactions. He would never judge anyone; Charlie would just try to understand and learn from others.

|| Negative ||
-Worrisome || Worrying seems to be a hobby/habit of Charlie’s. He tends to worry quite a bit, about everything. He worries mostly about being found, taken, and tested on again. Though, he does worry about things he could or could have done wrong. If it seems like there is nothing to worry about, he will still worry. He tends to end up filling himself up with worry, but this is usually when he is alone and or has time to think.
-Impatient || The one thing that easily annoys Charlie is waiting. He just ends up getting frustrated and restless, eager for the thing he is waiting for.
-Sarcastic || Charlie can’t help himself, but he is just fond of sarcasm. Depending on the day, he tends to talk to or reply to someone using irony to mock that person and or convey contempt. Though, of course Charlie means no harm or malice. He is just being playful. He enjoys sarcasm and using it to mess with people. He can be this way too to protect himself from getting hurt emotionally. It helps him not care so/too much about something or someone.
-Stubborn || Once he has his mind set on something, or set to do something, he is determined. Even if you have good arguments or reasons for him not to do something and or for him to change his mind, it doesn't matter. He may be unreasonably determined, but he is still determined nothing less. Trying to change Charlie’s mind is like, like trying to change a light bulb that was glued, glued in with superglue.
-Careless || Oh boy, Charlie can be careless a lot, a little, and or in between throughout the day. At times he doesn’t give enough/careful attention and or though to avoiding harm and or errors. He’ll actually just be unconcerned about something when he is like this. At times he may not carefully work on something. Most of the time, when he gets hurt he isn’t concerned with getting cared for. He knows he'd most likely just heal perfectly fine on his own. Oh and he is worried about getting found if he ever went to a doctor or something. Though, he will always offer care for others if they get hurt.

|| Likes ||
+Tea
+Sunlight
+Spring
+Freedom
+Affection


|| Dislikes ||
-Scars
-Untidiness
-Cold
-Torture
-Being left out/left behind


|| Dreams ||
* Having a permanent place to call home
* Not having to worry about being captured and experimented on again
* Traveling the world


|| Fears ||
<Being trapped/isolated
<Complete darkness
<Dying





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|| THE REALITY ||

|| Occupation ||
Librarian

|| Romantic Interest ||
TBD

|| Biography ||
My creation was an experiment. I saw my file one day, but just for a little while before they took it from me. I saw that the sperm and egg that formed me was changed in some scientific way. Anyhow, since I can remember I have always been at the research and development lab of Sirion Technologies and Pharmaceuticals, Inc. Most things I remember from when I was very young is darkness and pain. My childhood was great right?

I know when I was around four I was injected with some stuff. The shot caused me to feel awful. Oh and it then killed me for like seconds. I heard the scientist talk about it when I woke up. I am glad they found it fun. Anyhow, after the bad effects of the shot went away, things changed. Everything tasted, looked, felt, sounded, and even smelled different. Oh and I had more energy and strength than before.

The most interesting thing that happened after was that I could control light. I could shape it into things, like shields and whatnot. I could even throw light balls, but I stopped doing that as they hurt people. I found that out by mistake. I ended up burning the scientist who gave me shots with one. I was trying to run away from her to avoid my shots for the day. I threw a light ball at her and next thing you know her hand was burned. I was aiming for the needle. After that day she was harsher with me. I guess she wanted revenge for me hurting her. It was a mistake and she decided it wasn’t.

As experiments I was kept in the dark. She would keep me in the dark more. The dark was awful, even if my eyes adjusted; It wasn’t enough, it was just darkness. I don’t even want to think about it. They kept me in “The Dark Room”, which had no source of light for testing. It was horrible. I couldn’t even use my power sometimes or it would just stop working after I was there for certain amount of times. Leaving “The Dark Room” was the best, but worst at the same time as the light hurt my eyes.

The experiments worked, kind of. Well the experiments figured things out anyways. I was only able to create light out of nothing, but only the first day or so. They realized I had to absorb light to release it in a place where there is no light. This went on for years; they found new ways to test me, try to break me. My life was awful, but I tried to make the best out of everything. If I didn’t I’d probably have lost it. We also learned I could make light hurt people or not, like I did to that scientist.

Though, one day Czes, Will, Ani, and I expressed out desire to leave. We wanted to find better lives outside the jungles surrounding the Southeast Asian lab location. After that day, I decided the only way for us to find better lives is if we escaped. I formed a plan. I didn't tell the others about it though just in case it failed and I got caught. Oh, I forgot to mention “The Dark Room” became my room. They wanted to test my powers out to their fullest extent. They had me do other test do, but "The Dark Room" seem to be the main focus. My room was connected to the natural gas heating system room by a vent.

Since I was left in my room for days at a time, I was able to remove the vent’s cover without anyone noticing. I just blocked the camera’s vision with a ball of light like I normally did when first put in the room. When I opened the vent I put as much light into the room as possible. Things heated up, the light acted like fire and that was finally when the explosion happened.

My memory after the explosion isn’t so great for obvious reason. I do remember a couple of things though. Guards rushed to the site of the explosion immediately. While the guards got me out of the rumble of the explosion I saw Cres. He had come to my room, but once there he just ran away. Wasn’t that a nice thing of him to do? Anyways, once the guards got me, they took me to a medical room. They treated my wounds and drugged me up heavily. The next night I escaped. No one watched me as they decided I was too hurt, too drugged up to do anything.

I ended up in the jungles for days trying to find civilization. When I found it I just traveled. I had no home so I had to live on the streets for a long time. I found odd, illegal, basically any job I could find. Finally I found a legit job, working as a librarian. It was better than any other job I had in the past. With this job I was able to settle down in Le Havre, France.






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...it's what you do with it that counts...

So begins...

Charlie Smith's Story

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Charlie
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre,France-Apartment




Charlie had the day off today because of the storm. He wasn’t going to deal with a blackout at work. It would just stress him out. Right now he was in his apartment. Charlie's apartment wasn’t in the safest part of Le Havre, but he managed. It seemed like the best location to live in at the moment. His apartment was one room basically with just a kitchen and living room. The kitchen was separated from the living room by a counter. There was then a door after the counter that led to the bathroom. Then pass his living room was a wall with a glass sliding door. The door lead out to a small balcony.

This morning he was disappointment. The sun was hidden by clouds. He usually woke up around sunrise. Charlie always got the joy of sunlight on his face as he awoke, but not today. After he woke up today he showered and got dressed. He wore a dark blue button up shirt with black buttons, black jeans, and black leather slid in shoes. Also, he brushed his hair and braided it. He tied the end with a small white ribbon.

Now he was in the kitchen boiling water in a teapot. As the water boiled he took vanilla cinnamon scented candle jars from cabinets above the stove. Charlie grabbed ten before placing them all over his apartment. He wanted to be prepared if the storm caused the power to go out for a long period of time. He then returned and took the pot off of the stove.

Once the pot was off of the stove he placed it on the counter. Charlie grabbed a jar from the cabinets too. The jar was filled with tea packets. He pulled out a mint packet, opened it, and then plopped the teabag into the pot. Charlie threw away the packet’s wrapper in the trash between the fridge and counter. He grabbed a cup from and returned the jar to the cabinets. Charlie closed the cabinet doors.

After he finished filling the cup he went to the living room. Charlie sat on his white futon and took a sip of tea. Charlie’s eyes wandered out the doors as he watched the rain for a little while. A sigh escaped his lips as he wondered what he should do for the rest of the day. He had already cleaned his apartment the day before.

Charlie's eyes wandered over to the coffee table in front of him. Charlie took another sip of his tea before he put the cup on the table. Now he picked up the book on the table. He opened it and placed the simple red plastic bookmark in the back pages of the thick book. Seconds later he began to read.

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Charlie
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre,France



Charlie almost finished the book when his stomach growled loudly. He walked over to his white refrigerator and opened it. Charlie took in a deep breath in frustration. He didn't really have anything in his fridge. There was only a gallon of water. I forgot to go grocery shopping this week...well, I didn't forget. I just didn't want to be harassed by that drunken idiot.

He walked to his front door to grab his black worn leather jacket and red umbrella from the door hook. After, Charlie walked out of his front door and made sure it was locked twice. Seconds later he was quickly walking down the road. Charlie wasn't use to really being out and about at this time. Usually he worked early and got out around noon. Once he got out of work he'd usually just go straight home.

The rain was getting heavier, but he ignored it. Though, halfway to the store he saw the drunken idiot turn the corner. He had seen him. Charlie froze for a second as he was not sure what the do. He wasn't really one to fight unless he had to. Charlie did not want to hurt anyone. He didn't like to.

"Hey girly boy, I haven't se-en..you in a while-e-e," said the drunk. Of course you haven't seen me in a while. I do avoid people who harass me. As the drunk walked towards him Charlie slowly backed up. This just got the man angry.

"Why are you backing up?" He yelled. He threw his bottle on the ground. Charlie winced when he heard the glass shatter. It reminded him of one time when a scientist dropped a vial of his blood and had to take blood from him again. Charlie became lost in the memory before he was snapped back into reality.

The drunk had grabbed his arm. Charlie yanked his arm away and ran like a wild bear was chasing him. I really need to stop getting lost in such wonderful memories. He finally stopped running in front of a gym. Charlie turned his head to look back and there was the drunk, just turning the corner. The drunk looked out of breath, but Charlie didn't care. He quickly entered the gym and with his eyes closed took a deep breath to calm his nerves. I wish I knew how to run like a normal human being. I guess I can run faster next time.

Suddenly the thought of the drunk entered his mind. A second later his eyes opened in a panic to scan the local gym. Charlie needed a place to hide before the drunk passed the gym's entrance. He didn't even notice William as he looked around too quickly.

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William
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre, France, A local Gym





Before Charlie entered the gym, Will lay in his hammock, singing a simple song he'd picked up in his travels:

"Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose
To get the sun back in the sky
Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose
About a thousand kisses shy
Ding dong ding
I can hear the chapel bell chime
Ding dong ding
At the least suggestion
I'll pop the question-"


He sat up as the door suddenly opened and someone walked in hurriedly, as did the pure white Husky beside him, who stood up and went over to the newcomer, barking happily, only to be silenced by a curt "Shh!" from William as he walked around the corner to look at the new comer for a second, who didn't seem to even notice him. Fair enough, the poor guy looked panicked.

Soon the drunk man opened the door behind him, stumbling into the gym. "'Ey! Where'd that little pretty boy go?" He slurred. William's hands tightened into fists. This guy again. He'd come in a week ago causing trouble.

"Not in here. Now leave before I continue your lesson from last week." William said, his deep voice filling the empty gym very nicely, and made the drunk look to him.

"You!? You're that punk that threw me outta here the other day! I still hurt from 'dat!" The Drunk slurred.

"That's right...now out of my sight before I do it again." Will growled. The Husky at his side growled as well, snarling, really as its fur raised and it got low, ready to attack.

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Charlie
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre,France-A local gym



Charlie eyes quickly found the husky who went over to him. He tensed, but quickly relaxed when it started to bark happily. He only glanced at the man who shushed the dog for a second before he looked back at the door. He took a quick step away from the drunk and just watched him. Though, the drunk didn't even seem to notice him. His body tensed once again. He really didn't want to hurt the guy. Charlie just wanted to be left alone. He didn't even look at the man who the drunk was talking to.

Being chased to the gym brought up unwanted memories. He was in the process of pushing away memories of Sirion while the conversation went on. The memories finally went away when he heard the husky growl. Charlie watched as the drunk grumbled and then left. The drunk didn't leave without glaring at Charlie first though. Seconds later Charlie's gaze went to the husky and then the man.

Charlie looked the man up and down slowly before he just stared at his face. Memories of William filled his head, but he pushed them away. No, it can't be him...people can just look alike. How would I even really know what he looks like now? It had been around six years or more since I have seen any of them. I wonder if they are all okay...were they all able to escape? Charlie pushed his thoughts away. He couldn't get lost in his worries now. He walked up to William and gave him a big friendly smile.

"Isn't that drunk just the most lovely person ever," he said sarcastically, pausing to tuck loose strains of his hair behind his ears, " Anyways...I just wanted to say thank you for helping me out with that drunk, and I have to say your dog is beautiful. Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself...My name is Charlie, what's your name?" He held his hand out to shake the "stranger's" hand. Charlie was somewhat nervous as he didn't know what he would do if the man said his name was William. He took in a deep shaky breath.

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William
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre, France, A local Gym





As the Drunk left, William let out a sigh of relief, his hands and body relaxing as he lightly pet the dog at his side before turning to the man thanking him, stopping for a second as countless memories flooded his head, his green eyes filled with a sort of panic for a second as the dog at his side turned to face Charlie, sniffing him a bit before panting happily; it seemed that the dog at least knew who he was.

"Drunks are never pleasant...but people are." He responded, a timid smile on his face. "You're welcome...he isn't welcome here after crashing a training session by trying to pick a fight with some of the younger, weaker patrons of this gym last week. And thanks...." the dog barked happily. "From both of us." He smiled, holding out his hand to meet the man's before him.

"My name is Charlie, What's your name?"

Oh god more memories, and for a few more seconds, William stood there, deaf and dumb to the world before blinking a few times. 'N-no...there's no way...right?' he thought, smiling and shaking Charlie's hand firmly. "William." He said calmly, smiling in a friendly manner as well.

"Will! Was that the drunk ass-hole from last week?" Greg shouted from his window.

William turned his head to speak, keeping his eyes on Charlie. "Yea, Greg, it was. Don't worry about it. I'll beat the shit out of him next time." He called back, letting go of Charlie's hand slowly. 'Yea, it can't be that Charlie....he was trapped in the explosion, wasn't he? He should have died.' he thought.

Suddenly the pure white Husky at Will's side hopped up and barked happily a few times, tail wagging. Will looked to her and then back to Charlie, swallowing hard. "Ch-Charlie? As...as in.....Charlie S-Smith?" He asked, his eyes wide with half elation, half terror. Did this mean that Sirion was close? Where the others alive? What if Sirion was only using them to get to him? Oh fuck, the possibilities!

'If he nods....I'm gonna lose my shit.' he said, dreading the next few words.

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Charlie
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre,France-A local gym



Charlie had to keep himself from panicking after William spoke. He at least kept the panic from affecting his friendly expression. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself. He always had nightmares of the four of them happily reuniting and then getting captured, and or worst, dying by the hands of Shirion. Relax, William is a common name, but the dog is being friendly, but dogs can just be friendly. All this doesn't mean this is William from Shirion. He finally had to stop thinking to stop memories from filling his head. Also, the voice of another man's pulled him out of his thoughts.

His eyes stayed on William as he had a conversation with Greg. Charlie's eyes went to the dog again who seem happy to see him. He met William's gaze when he spoke again. William's words caused his heartbeat to quicken and his mind to unsettle. He actually felt himself stop breathing when William said his full name. Now he couldn't deny this was some stranger named William. No one knew his real last name in the outside world. He always told them it was Jackson. Charlie tried to lie about his first name in the past, but every time someone called him by it he wouldn't answer so he quit that bit of lying after a while. He took a deep, deep breath as he heard his heartbeat pounding away in his chest.

"Y-yes, that is my full name," he paused to take one more deep breath; it was hard not to freak out, "I think it is safe to say you are William Peters..." Charlie had to stop talking as his mind battled itself. Us meeting is a coincidence. I know none of us would work with Shirion to capture each other, but what if? No, Charlie, just stop...Be happy you found your friend Will. He made himself go back to breathing normally before smiling weakly at William. His smile was shaky. Though, Charlie's whole body was slightly shaking now. He couldn't believe any of this was real.

"H-how long have you been in France for?" he asked as he closed his umbrella; Charlie had actually forgotten all about it. He couldn't bring himself to ask about the others just yet. Charlie would try to have a normal conversation first. He was still struggling to control his worrisome mind from going overboard. He wasn't sure if he wanted to run away or bearhug William. Charlie had been alone all these years. He never allowed himself to get close to anyone. Why try to form any type of real relationships when he may need to run away someday because of Sirion?

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William
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre, France, A local Gym





Silence. That's all it was for a good few minutes after Charlie nodded, and then said Will's own first name. What could he say? This was one of his only true friends in the world....one he thought dead, right in front of him! He ignored his question as to how long he'd been in France, a tear falling from his eye as he suddenly rushed forward, bear-hugging Charlie tightly.

"It's....so good to see you again...." He whispered calmly, his voice shaky as his strong arms held the smaller male tightly in his embrace. He held him there, almost afraid to let him go it seemed. After a few more minutes of silence, Will finally released Charlie, straightening out his clothes calmly, and with a goofy smile.

"S-sorry 'bout that.....couldn't help myself." He said softly. Boy how Will had grown in the last 6 years; 6'3, almost 200 pounds of muscle, he was built like a tank. Currently his muscles were failing to hide under his white tank-top, which was tight and form-fitting.

He then cleared his throat and went on to answer Charlie's question. "I've been here a little over half a year...been fighting to make money....training the rest of the time....laying low, know what I'm saying?" He said calmly, gesturing for the smaller male to follow him to his hammock, where a mini-fridge was stocked with water and soda and the occasional frozen cookie or two.

"How long you been here? And how the fuck did you survive these last six years?" he then asked, gesturing for Charlie to sit in a chair across from his hammock. The Husky had calmed down by now, and was laying quietly at Will's feet as the storm started to pick up a little more outside.

Greg, meanwhile heard the storm and looked out the window; seeing a couple of figures. "Aw, shit..." He exited his office and opened the door to the gym, shouting over to the two young men across the street. "Hey! Come on in here! Storm's gonna get worse and we can't have anyone gettin' sick in this town!" He gestured for them to come over and enter, his hand gripping the door tightly so it didn't slip from his hand.

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Charlie
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre,France-A local gym



Charlie blinked quickly to stop tears from over filling his eyes when Will hugged him. Though, a bigger smile formed on his lips and he sighed in relief. The hug made him feel so much better. Seconds later he even stopped shaking and he slowly went back to feeling like his normal self. Charlie simply nodded in agreement to Will's statement. It was good to see Will again too.

During the embrace he suddenly noticed how big Will was. He actually felt a bit small. Charlie wouldn't have mind if they hugged forever. He almost didn't want Will to let go. Charlie was scared he'd disappear, but he knew that was not possible. When Will let go he just smiled cheerful back at him. Charlie had to try not to stare at William's muscles, but it was hard not to with the shirt he was wearing. Charlie had muscles, but you only saw them if his skin was bare or he was wearing something form fitting. He only had a naturally slender muscular build.

"It's fine Will, I probably would have done the same thing if you gave me the chance. I was kind of too busy freaking out as this seems too good to be true. Also, it seems like you could take anyone on in a fight," he said before he took a seat in the chair. Next Charlie leaned over to pet the husky as he thought about how he had survived.

"I've been in France for almost three years. Also, I think I survived because after almost dying in the explosion I realized I didn't want to die. I was barely able to escape the next night into the jungle as I was drugged and very weak, but I knew if I didn't escape as soon as possible, I'd be trapped there. The pain didn't even matter much as Sirion gave me pain everyday. Anyhow, once I got better I found my way out of the jungle and into civilization. I then just lived on the streets after and travelled, getting any job I could find. Though, I finally got here and some old lady took pity on me. She gave me a job at the library," he said softly so just Will could hear.

He only glanced at Greg when he got up to opened the door. He didn't bother to listen to what he was saying as he looked back at Will. Charlie took in a deep breath and gave him another smile. He started to feel actually happy, but he had to take another deep breath to prepared himself to ask his next questions.

"Do you know how Czes and Ani are? Did you guys escape together?" he questioned, his voice even softer as he anticipated the answers.

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William
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre, France, A local Gym





William merely chuckled as he looked as his scarred, muscular arms. "Yea....that's kinda my job, though...." He chuckled, opening the mini-fridge and offering Charlie a soda or water, taking a water for himself and taking a drink after opening it, his adams-apple bobbing as he swallowed.

He nodded along, letting Charlie talk about how long he'd been in France and how he survived, occasionally moving only to glance away towards the door, or to take a sip of his water. Once Charlie was done, William smiled, and then sighed, leaning back. "You had it easier than I did." He said calmly.

"I was captured the day we escaped. I woke up with a shattered shin, and it took two whole years of healing, physical therapy, and drugs to try and keep me sedated so I didn't kill them all. One day, before they gave me my drugs, I broke out, I'm sure you can guess what I summoned to do it...." he laughed a little bit, sighing again.

"I found a town, got mugged, and beat the shit outta that guy....Greg saw me do it....He took me in, and we're trying to get enough money to go to America where I can be in that UFC thing I keep hearing about. I have no intention of doing it ..... I want to get to Canada..." he said, glancing at Greg as he went out to the door, being quiet for a few seconds to make sure he couldn't hear his words.

"As for Ani and Czes... They could be dead for all I know. I haven't seen or heard from them since the day we escaped...they, escaped...." He sighed, finally laying fully on his back in his hammock, almost looking defeated.

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Ani
April 1st - Morning
Streets of Le Havre


[left]As soon as Anton finished the last crumb oh his croissant he found his free hand firmly entrenched within Czeska’s, a tender grin creeping across his face before he could help himself. He might not have been the most demonstrative person, but he couldn’t deny that he felt something…intangible when so near to Czes. Yet he truly thought if he acted on anything it would be seen as taking advantage. Of course there wasn’t anyone to say such a thing, but the thought ran through his head nonetheless. Besides, Anton remarked to himself with a sidelong glance at the boy still holding his hand, Czeska had loved Charlie…still loved Charlie. With that thought his usual staid expression of stoicism returned. The taller boy was usually quite hard to read and he preferred it that way, it made him unpredictable and it kept people from hassling them. It also kept him from being vulnerable, something he did his best to refrain from. There was only one person who could get to the heart of Anton and that was Czeska, in reality he was all Anton had to keep him sane and to keep him going.

For once Ani let himself get lost in his own head as he was tugged along in Czeska’s wake, barely taking note as the rain fell harder, plastering long dark tendrils of hair to the chilled skin of his face. If he’d been paying attention he would probably have suggested they waited until the weather cleared some, but the combination of his nightmare and the recent turmoil that’d been swirling about his head had Anton a bit off his game. He knew Czes hated this sort of weather and here they were traipsing about it in it, and no doubt they’d both be sick by the end of the day.

With a concerned smile, Anton slipped his hand from Czeska’s and reached out to tenderly wipe away the water droplets that were accumulating on Czes’s cheek. “Sorry, Czes. Let’s get you warm.” He replied, sparing a look at the gymnasium. Sizing it up quickly, he made a snap judgement when the apparent owner stepped outside and called them over. Snagging Czeska’s hand once more, careful to avoid the newly shamed shambling drunk Anton jogged the short distance to their safe haven from the storm.

“Thanks for letting us in, Coming down a bit harder than we’d anticipated.” Anton offered the kindly stranger a polite smile stretching across his face, a he pushed wet strands of hair from his before eyes. Pausing for a moment, Ani carefully inspected their surroundings. He must have really been off his game to just come running when someone offered, yet when Ani thought about it in retrospect it had probably been fate that had brought them to that street corner that fortuitous day.

Taking note of the other pair in the humble gymnasium Anton couldn’t help but notice the flicker of recognition that came over him. The way the two men stood, their body language….but there was no way it was possible. Not unless this were some sort of trap.

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April 1st — Morning
Chateau de la pons | Streets of Le Havre




My heart probably would have been fluttering uncontrollably when Ani wiped the rain from my cheek in such a careful way that reaffirmed all the things I already knew that he hid inside; Ani was good at hiding things, but six years of being exclusively attached to him gave me more time to get to know him, figure him out in all the right ways. I was so very tempted to forget the rain, pull him down by the shirt…. Oh, no… I probably would have to ask first before doing something like that…. It wasn’t the same as casual kisses on the cheek. If it were Ani’s first kiss, I wouldn’t want to just take it without permission. There was always the chance that he wouldn’t mind, but I couldn’t just take that chance on a whim because I had an idea that he may not react negatively… because… what if he did react negatively, and then I’d be so embarrassed and…. And all this thinking left my face a bright crimson that burned across my cheeks and the bridge of my nose all the way up to the tips of my ears. How could I even think something like that, anyway? Sure there weren’t many people around—the odd vehicle passed us; other than that, we were mostly alone—but we were still outside. This just seemed like something best saved for private, even if the chance just seemed to perfect.

I’d taken too long over-thinking the whole scenario, and before I knew it Ani had withdrawn his hand, scooping mine back up and pulled me along into the gym across the street where a scraggly-looking man had just left; I eyed him wearily, more because I was somewhat dazed, still wondering what would have happened if I’d just done it instead of thinking, than because I needed to do something if he attacked—though he looked defeated now, it didn’t mean that he could be unpredictable.

Finally we were into the warmth and dryness of the gym and I let go of Ani’s hand to drop my bag on the rug at the front doors, prompting pulling off my sweater and trying again to wipe away the water that was dripping into my eyes from my thoroughly drenched hair, which looked more like a mop than anything else now. “You shouldn’t apologize, Ani. It isn’t your fault. I saw it this morning while I was waiting for the sun to come up; I should have told you that it looked like it was going to storm. I’m just happy that you’ve done so much for me, coming out even though it was like this.” I smiled up at him, trying to lift his spirits; even if I could get a flicker of a smile, I would be satisfied.

I noticed where Ani’s attention was directed and glanced that way as well, doing an immediate double-take as my heart froze in place painfully. The men talking in the corner, couldn’t possibly…. All at once I felt cold seep in from my extremities until my core was thoroughly iced and I could barely breathe let alone think. It had been six years, but that definitely looked like a thicker and taller version of Will, and I would know Charlie’s voice anywhere, even if it had deepened with age. For a second, I forgot that Anton was at my side while the world spun and the only part of me that felt any heat was my face as the tears began to stream over my cheeks. I had to force myself to move, to wipe my eyes before Anton noticed. There was no way it was even possible—Charlie was dead and Will had been taken. The chances of this happening were slim to none; it had to be a sick joke.

A fresh batch of tears welled up wondering who would do something like this and then immediately blaming Sirion; they must have done this to get to us somehow, and I was far too stressed out and tired from endless pursuit to even do anything besides hold my head, let my ability take over and make myself as part of the gym itself—this happened sometimes, like a defence mechanism. My abilities would dominate, hide me by simply making it look as if I weren’t even there. It didn’t disguise the sniffling, the sound of clothing rustling, the puddle of rainwater that was forming at my feet, or my voice as it broke into the quiet atmosphere. “I hate Sirion, Ani. Why are they doing this to us?”

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Charlie
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre,France-A local gym



Charlie smiled when he heard William chuckle. He took the bottle of water from the drinks he was offered. Next he placed his umbrella at his feet. Once he opened the water bottle he took a few gulps. After he closed the bottle and put it next to the fridge. Charlie licked a few drops of water that lingered on his bottom lip. Though, he got very quiet when Will continued to speak. He forced himself to keep a blank expression. His eyes wandered down to just stare at the husky. He continued to listen to William speak even though what he said bothered him. It took him a few minutes to even realize William had stopped speaking. Charlie just thought about what he said. A few minutes later he was able to stop his thoughts. He looked up back at William. He looked almost defeated so Charlie walked up to him. Next he squatted down to face level and smiled at him.

"Don't look so down, if we made it then they should have had a good chance of making it too, especially if they escaped together...I'm sorry to hear you were captured, but at least you are here now. We found each other so that is a good sign I would say..." he stopped talking when he saw two people walk in. He recognized Czes immediately because of his scar. Also, he remembered his face, as it was the last one he saw before he thought he was going to die. He would recognize it no matter what, even if age changed it. Charlie assumed the person next to him was Ani. Who else could it be? Also, memories of them began to fill his head. Charlie slowly stood up as he took in a very slow breath. He pushed the memories away.

"W-William, it'-s C-zz-zes and A-ani," he stuttered. He couldn't believe this. It seemed too good to be true. Charlie just stared at the two of them. His eyes widened when he saw streams of tears run down Czes's face. He had to ignore his thoughts, as he would freak out if he let himself think. Though, Charlie gasped when Czes used his powers. Immediately he ran to and stood near Czes to block Greg's view of him. He knew if Greg saw what was going on with Csez that all hell would probably break loose with a million questions. Charlie glanced at Anton panicked, but had to quickly look away and just look in William’s direction. His mind couldn't handle all of his friends at once. Charlie's mind had literally just wrapped around the idea of seeing William again.

“Will...we need a bathroom for Czes, like now,” he said before he look where Czes would be if he wasn’t using his powers. “Czes, you need to stop using your powers now because I doubt Greg knows about William's powers. It’ll be bad if you get exposed, everyone will probably hear about what happened here if Greg is a blabbermouth,” he whispered, trying to keep panic from affecting his voice. Though, Charlie knew he had to leave soon, get away from Czes until he calmed himself down. The memory of the explosion wanted to escape, but he just concentrated on Czes crying. Charlie knew Czes was causing the memory to attempt to resurface.

The last thing Charlie wanted was to cause an explosion by mistake. When he had been in the jungle he would freak out really badly when he thought Sirion was right on his tail. What would end up happening was he’d end up making a ball of light and it’d quickly release all on it's own. The light would burn everything it touched and even cause fires.

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William
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre, France, A local Gym





William turned as the two walked in, and his eyes again went wide, standing from his hammock he blinked as Czes disappeared. "B-bathroom? I-in the back corner...." He muttered calmly, pointing with his thumb and then turning to lead them towards it. Shock....yea, shock was a good word for what he was feeling at the moment.

All three of his closest friends had just come back within minutes of each other....what else was he supposed to feel? Aside from an overwhelming happiness? Not much else was the answer. He opened the door and waited for the three of them to enter before closing the door behind them.

"Czes?" He called out, "Ani? That really you?" he asked, looking around the bathroom. "C-Czes....you can stop hiding yourself now, buddy....come on..." His deep, soothing voice filled the small bathroom, echoing a little bit, and making it even more soothing.

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Ani
April 1st - Morning
Local Gym


Anton’s mouth went dry and his hands grew clammy at the prospect of Sirion using the people he and Czeska were closest to fool them, to recapture them. Immediately Anton took up a defensive position and used his own ability in an attempt to sort out exactly who they were and what was going on. With his extremely sensitive hearing Anton picked up no radio chatter, no transmissions about Sirion or themselves. No agents hovering behind a door ready to pounce. It didn’t seem possible, yet his heart swelled at the thought of actually finding the other half of his “family”.

Taking a step back in a state of confusion, Anton once again used hi control over sound waves to muffle the foursome’s conversation, pale blue eyes flitting from Greg, to Czeska and back again. He wanted to reach out for Czeska and draw him near, for as much as Czes drew strength from Anton the reverse was also true. It had been years since Ani had felt so blindsided, shocked into inaction as it were. So when Charlie and Will attempted to soothe the now invisible Czeska and lead him away to the bathroom, Anton followed dumbly able to keep track of Czes through his soft sniffles and hiccups.

Once safely entombed within the four walls of the bathroom, Ani allowed himself to really take a look at Charlie and Will. It was astonishing, they’d all had six years of growing up and hardship but he felt as if he’d recognize them anywhere. Nodding slowly, he dragged a limp hand across his face still damp from the rain and reach out his other to support Czes. Super hearing most definitely came in handy, especially when someone you were close to could make themselves invisible at the drop of a hat.

“Yes, it’s me.” Anton offered, his voice holding a strange sort of breathless quality. “Czeska, I think we’re fine. It’s Will…It’s Charlie. Somehow, I don’t know how but you can stop okay?” He finished, attempting to give Czes’ shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “How did this happen? Have you two been here the whole time?” The oldest boy asked, narrowed eyes darting from Will to Charlie in quick succession.

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April 1st - Noon
Local Gym




It felt like I wasn't even in control of my own body. I was ushered along into the bathroom, painfully numb and still in shock for several long minutes as I tried to breathe and regain myself. This had to be some kind of trick, some illusion, and I found myself not wanting to believe Anton though I knew he could never lie to me—not about something like this, anyway. This was too big, affected us both too much, and I could feel somewhere inside, the familiarity of the only real family I'd ever known. I had to force myself to breathe deeply now so I could stop the tears at least, and still under protective cover I let myself examine them both.

They'd gotten taller, just as Ani and I had; both Will and Charlie had matured, looked older, though it was clear that the six years apart had treated us all very differently. They had obviously both done well, even better than Ani and I had, from what I could tell; but Will had grown thick with hardened muscle while Charlie retained his nearly waif-like state from before. We had all changed somewhat. Ani, for instance was so much taller than me now that I had to practically climb on him to wrap my arms around his neck for a proper hug, though the six years hadn't done much for his personality. If anything it had made him more grumpy and protective than when we were locked up in the lab. And me? Besides getting a bit taller, how had I changed? I still hid behind Ani and my abilities, I still couldn't do anything for myself, and I was still the shortest of the family. Why did I feel so insecure? Of course they were happy to be reunited with Ani and I, and they weren't with Sirion so I had nothing to be afraid of.

I had to convince myself out of those feelings. The best way to do it was just to get it over with, and so I let my guard down, so they could see the puffy red cheeks, wet with tears that I tried my best to wipe away with my sleeves that were soaked from the rain. Instead I put on the biggest smile I could muster, pulling both of them in for a group hug, unsure of who I should pull in first; taking them both just seemed like the best alternative. I nuzzled each of them, squeezing as hard as my little arms could when wrapped around two people. "I don't care how this is possible; I'm just happy that you're both here."

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Charlie
April 1st-Morning
Local Gym




Charlie went in the direction of the bathroom with Czes and Ani following. Once in the bathroom he had to stop himself from looking around. He watched William as he spoke to Czes and Ani. The bathroom was small so Charlie had to remind himself he was not trapped or confided. He could just open the door and run home, but of course he wouldn’t do that. Charlie had just found the only people he cared about. His eyes wandered over to Ani when he spoke. Charlie licked his now dry lips slowly and took a deep breath. Ani looking at him with narrow eyes didn’t make him feel so great either.

Though, he couldn’t even answer the questions. Czes had distracted him. He blushed as he was pulled into a group hug. He had listened to Czes speak, but he looked at Ani again. He pretty much stared as all of this shocked his system. He gave a quick squeeze before he had to let go and take a step back from the hug. When Czes stopped speaking he took a deep breath. He knew he should answer Ani’s questions.

“Umm,” he paused to swallow, “I don’t know how this happened. Also, I haven’t been here the whole time. I’ve been here in France longer than Will, but I just ran in here by chance and that is how I just found William…you guys coming in here is a very weird coincidence. All of us finally getting back together in just one day seems too good to be true,” he said. After speaking Charlie took a deep breath. He slowly headed inched towards the door. He needed some fresh air, even if it was raining.

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William
April 1st-Morning
Le Havre, France, A local Gym





William merely smiled as Czes revealed himself, chuckling softly. Before he could place his hand on Czes's shoulder, however, he was already being pulled into a group hug, which he leaned down for because of his height; he was as tall as Ani; tying the two for the tallest of the family. He chuckled softly into Czes's ear, his deep voice taking on a playful, soothing texture as he spoke.

"You've gotten stronger, little one~" He said, hugging the smaller male back gently. He was aware of his strength, and he knew he could hurt people. Of course, he meant this previous statement in both ways; physically, and power-wise. Last he remembered, Czes had difficulty cloaking himself so easily without any visible struggle.

With a small grunt he tightened his grip around the two younger males' bodies, and lifted them up, taking playful, jovial control of the group hug for a few seconds before setting them down.

"I'm glad you're all safe....." He said, releasing Czes and giving Ani a good hug as well. "You've gotten bigger, Ani.....almost as big as me." he said. Of course he didn't mean height; they were equal, but he meant in broadness and weight. He remembered everyone to be either skinnier, or in Charlie's case, as skinny as they were last he saw them.

He now only hoped that they all had time, right now, to get reacquainted with one-another.

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Ani
April 1st - Afternoon
Local Gym Bathroom


Ani found himself wrapped up in Will’s hug, he should’ve known that one would be coming his way, but the shock of it all had left the normally reserved boy nearly mute. What was the likelihood that they would stumble upon each other here in Le Havre? The odds were astronomical that he and Czes would run into Will here at this gym, but add in the fact that Charlie had randomly made his way here too…it seems too much to believe. After everything that Sirion had put them through, the botched escape, traveling in fear, hungry, dirty and cold. How was it possible that they would be so lucky as to find each other once again, was it fate or was something else at play here? Something just beyond his view, but Anton couldn’t get his mind to focus on the potential dangers presenting themselves. He could only focus on the fact that they were here, they were alive and they were free.

Finally Anton’s wan face broke into an unguarded smile, one that actually reached his eyes and served to soften his usually stoic demeanor as he stepped back from Will, squeezing the other man’s shoulder amiably. “I’d be just as big as you but Czeska likes seconds at dinner, I never stand a chance.” Ani replied, arching an eyebrow as he attempted to bring a bit of levity to the situation. Turning a kind eyes in Charlie’s direction he noticed the younger man’s attention on the door, Ani recognized the look in his eyes well. The need for escape. Of course they were four grown men locked in a small bathroom so he could understand this. They couldn’t stay in here all afternoon; they needed to talk, to sort things out.

“Perhaps we should take this reunion somewhere less bathroom and more celebratory. Which would be anywhere other than a bathroom. What do you think Czeska? Back to the hotel, or is there somewhere else? Somewhere safe?” Anton spoke up, biting his lip in uncertainty as he looked at each of the others in turn, finally allowing himself to believe that this was really happening and it was time to prepare.

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April 1st | Afternoon
A Local Gym | Streets of Le Havre




It was entirely impossible to grasp the gravity of this situation, enough that I knew I would still be in awe of the situation for days after this. Being lifted up in Will's strong arms, seeing him pull Ani close for a moment, seeing Ani brighten up considerably for the first time in a long time, hearing Charlie's voice as he spoke of the past six years.... It left my stomach contorting in a way that was both painful and pleasant all at once. These men had been the childhood friends who had made it simple to endure the agony of the tests performed by Sirion; they'd been endless support, even when they hadn't been beside me because I'd always thought of them and had them in my heart. Even if it sounds cheesy, that's the truth of it. I never stopped those six years, thinking of Will's sacrifice and Charlie's supposed death, and with Ani holding my hand....

I watched him smile now in awe, looked each of them over and felt the telltale prickling up along the sides of my nose; in response I felt the tears welling up and had to wipe my eyes quickly, imitating Ani's smile as best I could, taking his hand as I was so used to after these past six years. “We should go out for milkshakes,” I offered, squeezing Ani's hand tightly as I pulled the bathroom door open. “We still have a little left, and I'm going to start work soon, so I think we can afford a treat just this one time, right? It's a special occasion, so we should do something fun!” I ploughed on, dragging Ani behind me as I so often did in times of great excitement. This would definitely count as a time when I was allowed to be upbeat and bubbly, letting my guard down because I knew I had Will, Charlie, and Ani to protect me, just like they had in the past.

“What do you guys think? It's the first time we're actually getting to do something together that isn't in the Common area. We should make a whole list of things to do once we get to Canada! Oh! That's right!” I promptly let go of Ani to link arms with my long lost friends. “Will, Charlie, you're going to come to Canada with Ani and I, right? We heard that it was really easy to get citizenship, and it's possible that when they hear our story they'll even protect us.” There was a likelihood that it was a trap, but it was the last idea either of us had. We couldn't say from experience that it was a good place where as long as we behaved nothing bad would happen, but we couldn't give up just yet, and I wanted Charlie and Will to come with us into freedom, where we could lead normal lives together.