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Reigauhr Von Grenandine

"There are no heroes. Only the weak who haven't tasted blood."

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a character in “From Light to Shadow”, as played by Ergent Seth

Description

Reigauhr Von Grenadine
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Role:
The Blind Euphoria


Gender:
Male


Nickname(s)/Alias(es):
Rei / The Crimson Rhapsody / The Bloody Virtuoso / Ray-ray (as called by his younger sister.)


Age:
Although he looks young, due to his size and frailness Rei is actually eighteen years of age.


Love Interest:
Not any at the moment.


Appearance:
Rei's expression is always blank, his eyes are unreadable, not only as a result for his blindness, but also as a result of his traumatizing childhood. Rei is always seemed as passive and emotionless, he was never once seen as happy in public. He has a frail and short demeanor, giving him the illusion of a young child when sitting down. But when he stands up, he looks more skinny, rather than young and small.


Preferred Clothing:
He has the same black windbreaker and black pants, even with black sneakers. He keeps his hood on, not bothering to wear sunglasses, even though he's blind. Though at first it looks like there are white streaks on He always has a stack of small white papers stuck around his waist that gives off the illusion of a belt. There are about 350 small sheets all over his body, each sheet the size of thin playing cards. Rei has been seen, though, coming out of popular cafés and pubs while wearing a bow tie, and a white button up shirt.


Height:
5'6"


Weight:
134 lbs


Hair Color:
White


Eye Color:
Grayish Silver


Personality:
Formerly, Rei's former personality was purely that of a kind person, and cheerful. That persona was thrown away for one that was much more suitable to what happened to himself when he was a child. Now Rei possesses the personality of a doll, more or less. He bears no signs of emotion, his eyes hidden below the hood of his windbreaker. The air around Rei is always very tense, people are usually afraid to approach him. There were few people who walked towards Rei in order to greet him. There were even fewer who walked away unscathed.

Rei isn't a people person. He is very skeptic about people, and he's also even more skeptic about trust. If Rei knows that a person is lying to them, he'll immediately make them regret it. Whenever Rei DOES trust someone, there's barely any change, the one that's worth mentioning is that he becomes a bit more talkative. The most observant of people will notice a few flashes of emotion that cross his expression. But other than that, the main difference is that fact that Rei won't have to kill you.


Oddities:
Rei is blind, though this does not stop him from singing, playing instruments, or origami. Rei is able to make simple origami sculptures within seconds, just by using his manipulation over paper, touch, and sheer skill. He always has a stack of small white papers stuck around his waist that gives off the illusion of a belt. There are about 350 small sheets, each sheet the size of thin playing cards.


Likes:
-Origami
-Poetry
-Singing
-Instruments
-Animals (Especially Turtles)
-The Smell of Cinnamon / Cinnamon Buns.
-Killing


Dislikes:
-Untrustworthy People
-People telling him what's "Right and Wrong."
-People talking about "Heroes."
-Liars
-Annoying People
-Heroes


Hobbies:
-Making origami sculptures.
-Singing.
-Instrument playing, usually with a guitar, or flute
-Killing.

Fears/Phobia(s):
Anthropophobia- Fear of people or society.
Mnemophobia- Fear of memories.
Agateophobia- Fear of insanity.


Skills/Talents:
Rei is able to make origami art quickly and efficiently. He is also known for his musical talent, when it comes to both singing, and the flute. Rei's ears and sense of hearing are more sensitive compared to other people, making it easy for him to hear people who approach the area.


Preferred Weapon:
Paper. Yes. Paper. Sometimes cards.


Power(s):
-Papyrokinesis-
The power to manipulate paper at will, controlling its texture to make it as sharp, smooth, durable, or abrasive as the user desires.

-Telekinesis-
The power to move and levitate objects using your mental power.

Telepathy/Empathy-
The ability to read the minds of another, to an extent, to the point where you can also feel the other person's full emotions.



Abilities: .
-Papyrokinesis-
Rei is able to manipulate paper at will, this is his main strength, as it goes hand in hand with his secondary ability. Rei can manipulate paper, being able to make it denser and sharper, being able to throw it as a sharpened projectile. These projectiles are limited to the sharpness of sharp steel, and cannot fully go through steel, and occasional stone objects.

He can also make the paper adhesive, making them to be able to stick to each other, this can be used to make easy towers and walls of paper.

Along with Rei's molecular manipulation and the use of his adhesion technique, Rei is able to make thick and effective shields. The effectiveness of his shield depends on how many attacks he's blocked, after all, it's still paper. Continuous machine gun fire can rip the shield within thirty seconds. With these two techniques, Rei can also make makeshift weapons, such as swords, knives, and even spears.

The main weakness with this ability, is that he can easily be shut down if his paper is burnt.

-Telekinesis-
Rei can manipulate objects with his mind, able to move objects from one place to another, or being able to elevate these objects from the ground. Although when it comes to objects, even a small pebble, Rei is unable to levitate more than a couple of inches to the ground, but when it comes to paper, Rei can move it with ease, even able to fold the paper with his mind. Rei can launch his weaponized paper with speed equivalent to a fast bow and arrow. Rei is able to send barrages of sharpened paper from a range, being able to cute down enemies effectively. Though, Rei cannot affect the sharpness or durability of paper unless he touches it himself, he cannot manipulate the paper's quality from a distance with his telekinesis, other than folding it. Combined with his telekinesis, and papyrokinesis, Rei has the ability to make large angelic paper wings for his back, and is able to move the the wings with his telekinetic powers, having him be able to fly for a short time and distance. This also serves as a parachute.

-Telepathy/Empathy-
This ability serves as Rei's own eyes. Without this, he would be totally blind, but with it, he can see what other people, animals, insects, and other organisms see and form an accurate perception of people, insects, and animals in a about a 15 meter radius around him. Rei cannot stop reading minds, but he cannot delve into the minds of people, only able to see what they're currently thinking and seeing at the moment. Rei's telepathy also has an empathy effect. Rei can feel emotion at a slightly longer range, than telepathy, and this mentally hurts him more than physical pain, some times.



Personal History: Three paragraphs at least.

The Von Grenadine family. A family dedicated towards the cause of helping others. One of these members took this cause with the utmost seriousness, and dedication, that it rivaled that of the rest of his family. This man was named Alexander, and he was known as a dedicated life saver. He was known for his able work on the field of medication. It was also known that he had a wonderful wife, whom he has met through his field of medication, and had two wonderful children. It was known that he was a hero. At least, that's what Rei has heard, until the day everything twisted into a nightmare.

Rei's life continues on as one full of conditioned tragedy, hopelessness, and lost dreams. He was born blind, the first thing he's ever felt, wasn't the cold air of the hospital wing, it wasn't the sensation of sound going into his ear, nor it was the sensation of smell going into his little nostrils. The first thing that he felt was pain, and the second feeling he's felt was death. Rei's empathetic powers were potent at birth, for he was able to feel his mother's pain and pleading last breaths. He remembered this pain, but what he remembered also, the feeling of bliss, and relief...then nothing. This flux of emotion was forever burnt into his memory and his heart. Rei was raised by his father until his sister reached seven years of age and his older sister Maria, albeit as Rei became older, he was much taller than her and acted more like a big brother than a little one. Rei was unable to see for himself when he was young, so his sister helped him with everything in his life. She taught Rei the alphabet, and how to read. She taught him how to play instruments, and sang along with him as they both played on the piano. She most importantly taught him the most important thing was how to do origami, an art that he loved, because he can actually imagine what he created. His father, also made him happy. Though he wasn't able to be with Rei as much as his sister because he was either out, or in the basement where he did not allow his children to enter, Rei still idolized his father. He always loved hearing his father's stories of life saving and his mother. But soon enough the stories stopped when Rei was ten, and when his sister was thirteen. Rei and Maria were pretty much living alone, other than the occasional hellos of his father when he comes home late.

As Rei started to grow up, he started to feel odd phenomenons. At night he experienced horrid nightmares. He dreamt that he was a woman, a different woman every night. He saw a masked man slowly cut into that woman's abdomen, ripping each organ out, hearing the screams come out of her throat, even feeling her pain. Over time, for three years, from the age of thirteen to sixteen, these dreams started to become more vivid, to the point where it felt like it was real. He lived with these dreams, not telling or worrying his sister about his dilemma. He just lived along with her, hiding his pain. Though during one night, he couldn't bear it, this time he dreamt it was his sister. He saw that the man was now inserting the knife into her eyes. His sister screamed his eyes wide as he woke up, gripping the sheets. He couldn't help him from running up to his sister's room, shaking and his heart lurching as she wasn't there. He felt his way around the house, the feeling of his dreams still burning within him. He made his way to his father's basement, he noticed that the door was open. He walked into the basement, a familiar surge of pain and fear. It was the same kind of sensation he felt within his dreams...only he was awake. But also...there was something...something evil, crazed insanity that he felt. He noticed a presence that looked from him, other than the familiar one moaning and sobbing on the table. His father was that presence. He didn't hear him speak, or need to speak. He felt it. Everyone one of them. Their pain in his dreams, now his sister's pain. His father stared at him with this crazed look, as he slowly whispered.

"She didn't...have her eyes...she didn't...have her eyes...but you....you have her mother's eyes."

He could tell from his father's point of view in his head, that he was coming towards him. He couldn't understand how, but he was able to tell that he was holding a knife running towards him shifting. This was not the hero that his father described himself as. This was not the fatherly figure he once saw. Those didn't exist. He stood there in disbelief....he wanted it to go away, for everything to go away. He closed his eyes walking backwards, his back reaching a shelf. He could feel his own hands gliding cross paper, gripping it tightly out of sheer comfort. He knew his father raised the knife...but suddenly in a flurry of white. This time he felt something familiar....the cries of pain, and the sudden relief....then silence. He didn't see the exact image of his father mutilated into an unrecognizable pulp, but he felt that sudden peaceful bliss. That bliss...he seemed...he seemed to crave it... like father...like son...?

He walked towards his sister, able to feel her pain and sightlessness. She heard her pleading, and sobs, wishing to die. Rei had a piece of paper on his hand, he rolled the paper into a thin needle, pricking his own finger with it, wincing slightly. He looked down at his sister on the sly metal table, not noticing the piles of organs and bodies all around everywhere else in the room. He slowly put the needlelike piece of paper by her neck. As he sliced slowly, he felt the surge of pain, hearing a slight choking noise. Then...then that wonderful bliss. Pure Euphoria. Blind Euphoria...then emptiness. His lips salivate. After all this he understood. His father was no longer the hero he was without his wife. And now he wished to bring her back, piecing her with each organ...each piece of skin...even eyes. He knows now. There are no heroes. Only those who are able to kill another. His father was strong, able to shake off the 'hero' shackles, in order to take the life of many. And now, especially with an understanding of his power, Rei was able to shake off this poor facade as well. Like father like son?

No. He was to be a better killer than his old man.


Theme Song: Gymnopedie No. 1 - Erik Satie


Other: Hope this is good enough![/size]

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Reigauhr Von Grenandine's Story

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Humming can be heard from one of the many alley ways in the this dark section of the city. By one of the many tin garbage cans sits a young looking boy, with a frail looking frame, a black windbreaker with its hood over his head, and dark emotionless eyes. Those who are more attentive can hear the faint crackle of folding paper, five small sheets of paper floating in the air as if it was magic, folding into intricate pattern. A small flicker of a smile can be seen on Rei's face as a small paper turtle floats down to the palm of his hand. His head bobs back and forth while humming, the turtle spinning slowly in his hands. He felt calm, happy, and content with this small paper turtle, but...he started to feel oddly mischievous. Rei's eyes become blank, tasting the other emotions, a small crowd of footsteps can be heard coming from both ends of the ally. He blinks as the footsteps stop, a semi circle of poorly clothed men, each between the age of 17 -19, four of them. They all smiled at him mockingly, looking down on him.

"Oi, look at him. little pussy with his paper baby animals." They all chuckled. Rei knew these were just small time gang members. There was one boy holding a rock, tossing it up in the air then back to his palm over and over. Another adolescent held an aluminum baseball bat over his shoulder, with the other one having a revolver holstered by his side. The last boy was unarmed, smiling as he continued on, "What are you making their, pussy baby? Making little birdies?" They all laughed and slapped their knees, Rei just dully remarking, "It's a turtle, not a bird." Slowly he brings his palm up, showing the intricately folded turtle. This is followed by a small surge of pain over his hand, the boy tossing the rock hit Rei's palm knocking the turtle down to the ground with a soft pat. Rei had seen it coming, he just chose to let it happen. "It's a pussy toy. Be a fucking man, and grow up you queer bastard." The rock-throwing boy walked up to the turtle and stepped on it, grinding the masterpiece between his boots. All of them laugh, their chortles filling the alley. Rei's eyes twitch as he closes his eyes. They all laughed, and mocked him, calling him names, hurting him. Foolish. The laughter and banter of the boys was interrupted with an abrupt shriek of pain. The boy who stepped on the turtle held his foot in pain, all of his companions look at him in concern, their eyes widen in horror at the site. It has seemed that their friend has lost his toes, a small gory mess bubbling over the slice that has seemingly appeared out of no where. The boy holding his foot was caught up in his pain, ignoring not only the concern of his fellow ruffians, but as well as cries of sheer terror and awe of what they were seeing. Several amounts of small little cards of paper slithered up the boy's body, snaking around his waist and arms, making their way around his neck. The boy's eyes widen, finally letting go of his foot as he claws his neck, gurgling as the papers slowly crush his wind pipe. He falls to the ground writhing in pain twisting and turning, his cohorts watching, failing to notice what was happening to Rei.

Thin papers flow from Rei's belt covering Rei entirely, covering him in a large, thick, white trench coat, as well as white gloves. and a large white fedora. A mask coalesces over his face, taking on the style akin to that of a medieval plague doctor, the nose of the mask pointed out much like the bird's beak. Slowly, long sharp claws extend from the tips of his gloves. Rei stares at the writhing boy blankly, licking his lips under the mask. An audible crack can be heard as the boy's neck snaps. A faint and ominous moan fills the air, not one from the boy's dying moments, but from the masked man himself, obviously enjoying the kill. The three remaining ruffians turn around, jumping back at the sight of the 'demon' in front of them. One of them, the unarmed one, points at Rei shakily. "Wha...what did...what are y-" He was quickly interrupted as his finger disappears, screaming and holding it close to him. The other two's eyes widen, the boy of the bat crazily raising the sporting instrument swinging it at Rei's head. In nothing less than a blur, as if he was expecting it, the bat is in pieces, as well as half of it's wielder's face. Rei brings his attention back to the boy with the slices finger, backing away as fast as he can. He runs towards him, the claws on his hands retracting, grabbing the man's arms, headbutting him. The 'beak' of the plague doctor mask stab itself between the boy's eyes. He pulls back, the beak bloody. Another deep moan comes from Rei's mouth, as if sighing after drinking something. Refreshed. Rei slowly turns eyeing the last boy with the revolver. He starts to slowly walk forward, the boy with the revolver bringing out his gun, shooting him frantically. With each bullet, Rei cringes being hit back falling to the ground, motionless. The boy with the gun, breathes heavily, finished with his ammo. He turns around ,walking backwards, shaken, freezing at the sound of humming, a soft hand caressing his neck. Rei right behind him, humming that same song, when he was folding his paper turtle. Slowly Rei hums the song in his ear.

Silence...

Rei slowly whispers, "Scream for me."

And so he did.

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Marisenne had just been on her way to find somewhere she could clean herself up, when a familiar sound had stopped her in her tracks - the sound of jeering insults and taunts. She stopped, turned, and glanced down a side alleyway. What met her eyes was a scene that she could sympathize with: four older - not to mention armed - boys looming over one smaller one. The sight made her blood boil. After all, she had been "bullied" for what she was, too. Like this boy, she had taken it quietly. However, the boy was much more similar to her than she initially realized, for a moment before she herself could let Ange out and chase the mean people away, the boy solved things his own way.

The screaming and gore might have terrified any normal child. But then again, the bloodstained innocent was by no means an ordinary child. Such sights were so commonplace to her that being afraid of blood and death would be like an ordinary person being terrified of a fly.

And, while she might have been reluctant to approach the boy before, his display of courage and ability in defending himself made her feel a sort of kinship with him. He, like she, was bullied, grew tired of it, and changed his circumstances through use of incredible power. While she still felt a little nervous, in her naivete she was confident that he was like her. And so, she stepped forward, entering the alleyway where the boy stood.

"Hello, mister!" She called cheerfully, her carefree, happy voice contrasting starkly with the blood staining both her and the boy she hailed, both brought into stark relief by the multi-colored light streaming from the unnatural pair of crystalline wings adorning her back. "Mister Paper did a good job dealing with those bullies. They didn't hurt Mister Paper, did they?" She asked innocently, looking up at Rei with her unnatural crimson eyes. Although she had only stood before him for a single instant, something would feel distinctly wrong about her, and, more importantly, about those strangely terrifying eyes...

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The boy with the plague doctor mask stands up, his sharp paper appendages retracting, dropping what seems to be a liver on the floor. For a moment, the stoic boy's expression turns into one of purely surprised bliss. He looks at his paper gloved hands, red stained. As he opens his hands and spreads his fingers, he eyes the liver that he's dropped onto the floor, stepping on the bloody organ with gusto. A groan of pure pleasure can be heard coming from his own mouth, his fingers flex as he shakes from the adrenaline. He just felt so alive, and yet.. there's an odd sweetness, a naivety that he was so accustomed to feeling, though it was not him who felt it. His eyes now widened, not with pleasure, but now with pure fear. He knew who had this sort of innocence, but it's been years since he's felt anything similar to it... could it really be his...his beloved sister?

Breathing heavily now, a drop of sweat caressing the side of his face, flowing down his cheek, much like a pseudo teardrop, but soon enough this panic goes away, replaced with, once again, a stoic expression. No, it couldn't be his sister, she was dead, he felt it. This madness, this feeling of being truly alive wasn't him. It was something else much like him, though it was a different entity altogether. Slowly he turns around, the papers that he once donned as clothing, slowly gather into a wall in front of him. These papers slowly shine revealing a bright reflection of the girl in front of him. From the perspective of the girls eyes, he saw how she looked like. Young, though from his own complexion he looked the same, she was couple of inches shorter than he was, odd crystalline 'wings' stretch out from her back to his own interest. The papers descend into his belt in a brief whirlwind, but most of all he was intrigued by her crimson eyes... Slowly he replies," Mr. Paper wasn't hurt at all. Why are you here, little one..." He derails from the subject momentarily. "You have eyes that were once like my sister's." He looks about wondering. "There....there are two of you... Where's the other person you're with...?"

His own eyes drift slowly to meet hers. Suddenly a small giggle can be heard from a distance. He twists and turns, trying to find the source of the sound, only to be struck by silence once more. He bites his lip, wondering how tired he was...

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"Ooh. That's a big mess," The young girl said worriedly. "Marisenne ended up messy, too." She gestured to the blood staining her face and limbs - the rest being mostly invisible, since her dress was already red to begin with. She stared up with an innocence that belied her words and appearance, as though she simply wasn't capable of understanding that people were now dead, thanks to her and "Mister Paper." Chances were, this was actually the truth.

"Marisenne was going to go hide after Ange played tag with a Mister Rat, ru~. Since Ange made a big mess, Marisenne needed to clean up before someone noticed, ru~. But she couldn't find a place to clean up, and ran into Mister Paper instead! It's nice to meet you, ru~!" She explained somewhat nonsensically, her odd speech patterns and habit of adding little noises onto the ends of her sentences making it slightly difficult to understand her, although what she meant was, thankfully, fairly obvious. After speaking, she stopped, placed a finger to her cheek thoughtfully, and suddenly realized something.

"Hey, wait! Mister Paper can see Ange, too? Nobody else could see Ange but Maris, ru~."

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Rei shifts from one boot to the other, listening to the squelching of the bloody mess under him. He pays attention to the young girl before him as he speaks, trying his best to contemplate her language, frowning slightly at the odd sounds coming from her mouth. A small sniffle can be heard as Rei notices the similarities between the girl and his beloved sister: their innocence, their eyes, their bubbly personality, and even their speech. His sister didn't always go 'Ru' much like the individual speaking before him, but always loved calling Rei many nicknames such as Rai-Rai, and Ray-Ray. A small tear flows down his right cheek soon to be followed by two more on his left, showing the childish persona of fear and despair, which his stoically murderous facade usually veiled. Rei missed his sister. His mind started to fade as he reminisced about the past, the memories he's shared with the sibling who loved him so dearly. The nights of singing her to sleep, and vice versa, time spent learning how to make origami animals, time spent laughing and giggling, a paradise that soon ended through the selfishness of his own blood. Rei's fists clench tightly as he bites his lip drawing blood across his flesh, the taste of iron glazing his palette. More tears start to cascade down his cheeks, making him look eight years younger rather than being eighteen. He soon starts to tremble, until the sound of a giggle is heard, causing him to freeze. He shakes his head, wiping the tears from his face, sniffling some more.

After a few more deep breathes, Rei slowly looks at Mari once more, looking straight at her own eyes. Their height difference was only five inches, so when Rei knelt down, he was looking up to the innocent face that stood before him. His own mind starts to calm down, feeling the innocent persona flow from the young girl. Rei's empathetic abilities sensed two personas..., or rather, one and a half? Slowly Rei starts to reply to her, "I can't....I can't see who this other person is, but I can feel her. She's....very much like me...so much that I thought it was myself that I felt instead..." He rubs his chin in deep thought. "Could that be you...? As two people at once...?" Sighing, he shakes his head, his hand automatically going to the girl's bloody cheek, his blind eyes exuding calm pity. "And what happened to you...? Why are you so bloody right now... come on...let's get you cleaned up...." A slip of paper flutters from his belt to his hand. As the paper flows over his fingers, the texture becomes akin to that of a silk handkerchief. Rei blushes, the memories of him doing this to his sister, a small flash of a kind smile flowing over his face. He brushes her hair, still cleaning her face with the small paper. "My name is Rei...R-e-i. You can also call me Mr. Paper if you'd like. And...and is your name Ange little one?" Slowly more papers flow from his waist, wrapping around her in a small jacket of white momentarily before flowing back into his belt, most of the blood on her clothes dry, the blood on her limbs wiped away. Rei smiles ruffling her hair, quietly remarking, "We should get new clothes for you right away...but now you look better without the blood, so you're all cleaned up... You have very pretty...wings." Rei smiles a drop of blood dripping from his bit lip, not noticing that the small giggles weren't from her...they were all in his head....

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"Amazing! Mister Paper is amazing! He knows about Ange, ru~!" The enthusiastic child said, grinning from ear to ear and doing something that appeared to be a cross between a victory dance and bouncing up and down to express her joy at finally meeting someone who realized that her friend was there. Although most people - especially those with unusual abilities - would have had her too scared to approach them, or stay there for too long, this boy was different. Not only was he like her - bullied because of his powers - but also he seemed to know so much about her after only having met her once. It seemed to her naive and "innocent" mind that he was clearly destined to be her new friend. And to her, that was more than enough to trust him unconditionally. This was fortunate, since her trust somewhat reduced the effects of her crimson eyes upon Rei, meaning her excitement at meeting him didn't cause the maddening ability to take hold more quickly.

"No, Marisenne isn't Ange, ru~. At least, not most of the time. Ange is Marisenne's friend, but she can't seen or felt, so sometimes Marisenne lets Ange use her to do the things she wants to. It's probably very boring and lonely being stuck in Marisenne's head all the time, so Marisenne lets Ange out to play when she wants to, ru~. That's why Marisenne is all messy now- Uu, that tickles!" Her statement was cut off by Rei's kind gesture in cleaning her up, the smooth texture of the paper napkin inducing a quiet giggle from the distracted child. "Marisenne is messy because Ange went out to play tag, ru~." This final explanation seemed to carry a hidden weight behind it. The mysterious Ange living inside the child - evidently named Marisenne, since that seemed to be the term she most referred to herself by - and sometimes using her body to "play games." While it was fairly obvious that Marisenne couldn't recognize the frightening visage she had sported, soaked head to toe in blood, or in the significance of the crimson claret she had bathed in, it was a fairly sure guess that this unknown "Ange" - the one who had, according to the child, done the deed- knew exactly what it was she had done. It seemed that these games of "tag" Marisenne let Ange play were something much darker and more terrifying than any simple play.

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Smiling softly, Rei finishes wiping up Mari, the last piece of paper flowing down his arm to his belt. He gently pats the young girls head, ruffling her hair, trying to comprehend everything she was trying to say. He starts to contemplate for a moment, was this girl housing a whole new being or soul within her? From what she's been saying, it seemed to be the case, and yet, from what he's feeling himself, the two emotions of innocence and bloodlust were intertwined together somehow....flowing with each other as one being. Is it quite possible that this girl holds an alternate personality? It didn't make sense to Rei at all, in fact it was viewed by him as downright preposterous. These feelings of bloodlust are much like his, albeit he looked as if he were young, he was still an eighteen year old, and he was sure he had a mind of an eighteen year old, if not, older. The girl in front of him was young, younger looking than he was. For such a young and innocent child to have a persona that had a lust for death that competed with his own was just plain ridiculous. And yet, this was no ordinary child. From what he can tell, those wings on her back weren't just a prop or costume, they were very much real. Yet, he wasn't phased by this fact, much like her he was also odd, even more so. Shaking his head he starts to stand up brushing himself off. He smiles softly, reaching out for her hand. What secrets did this girl have, or what is she trying to hide? He knows that he'll find out eventually, but for now they've got to get out of here. The gore filled mess in the alley would take too long to clean, so they're going to need to leave soon or risk getting caught. Rei extends his hand closer to Mari, wanting her to hold it. "Come on, Mari... let's go before someone finds the mess. We've been hanging here for too lo-"

Rei's eyes widen as his sentence was interrupted by a pair of shouts, on the other side of the alley behind Mari. "Oi! There he is! He's the one who took out Brand and his mates! He's a bloody monster! Shoot him!!! SHOOT! HIM!" These shouts were immediately followed by the sounds of numerous gun shots, all headed for the back of Mari. He closes his eyes, there was no time to get a shield up, nor was there time to retaliate. He tackles Mari, wrapping her in his arms in a bear hug, twisting around to run to the other direction, but not before falling after a few steps. Rei screams as he falls, falling on his side to prevent falling on Mari. Blood and small wisps of smoke flows from his shoulder and knee, a small cut on his side from a bullet graze. He curses himself for not being able to notice these thugs right away, too focussed on Mari, ignoring the different tastes of emotions around him. He also cursed himself for not noticing the familiar taste of emotions from the previous fight. The signal was weak, but he was too late to notice that it was gone. There was a fifth boy, a bit late in catching up with his friends, only to experience their demise just a few moments ago. His head twists to look at Mari, a little dirty but still okay. Papers start to flow out onto the ground, snaking around weakly. No good, he didn't have as much control because of his injuries. His eyes widen as he hears the clicks of reloading and walking. "Shoot him again! He's still moving!" Rei twists onto his back putting his hands in front of him as a small and weak torrent of paper twists in front of him forming a crude shield in front of them. The shield begins to break down as each bullet hits the wall of paper. Rei coughs a bit, his shield shuddering at his lack of focus. He weakly turns around to Mari, "M...mari! Run f-far away! M-mr. Paper'll be okay!"

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"Okay-" Marisenne agreed cheerfully, and was just about to turn and walk away when she noticed the people standing in the entrance to the alleyway. She stopped, turned, and, her eyes widening in surprise, she pointed to them worriedly. "Mister Paper, they found us, they found us! Trying to tag us, tag us!" She exclaimed. It seemed that although she viewed this as a game, an inkling of just how dangerous their situation was had been revealed to her. She didn't have time to continue her warning, however, for she was once again cut off by her new friend tackling her, the sound of gunfire and bullets whizzing through the air bringing back old, painful memories of her escape with Ange, of the night she had finally broken free and gotten her revenge. The pain she had felt had been horrible, and just thinking of that terrifying place brought a chill up her spine. She began to panic. Were these bullies here to try to take her back? Or maybe they wanted to drag Mister Paper off to that frightening place? No, no, no, never go back, never go back, never let them take another there again! A flare of light entered her crimson eyes, and she stood, her skin pale but her expression resolute, a slight, out-of-place smirk forming on her lips. Suddenly, she spoke with a voice much more composed, and much colder than before.

"Boy," She said simply, glancing down at Rei, her bearing the regal air of a monarch commanding a lowly peasant to stand aside. "Don't look into my eyes. I don't like it when my companion's toys break so quickly."

And with that warning, she turned, and stepped forward. Running a hand across the paper shield, she spread a stream of blood across its surface. As she removed her palm, she grimaced, and the flesh of her hand, suddenly torn and ripped in several places, began to knit itself back together before Rei's eyes. In that instant, thousands of multicolored crystals began to take form across the paper's surface, scattering the second volley of bullets like chaff before a hurricane. The shield tore apart, and the young child stepped through the breach, a downright sadistic smirk on her face as she walked forward, her eyes and wings gleaming maliciously.

"Where'd she go?!" One of the men exclaimed, looking around frantically. The others followed suit, searching for her everywhere, unable to see that she stood right before their very eyes. Ange's madness had taken hold, and was spreading throughout their weak minds like a raging flood. Several began to cry out in surprise - some even screamed in terror - as a multitude of bizarre eldritch visions appeared before them.

"Foolish mortal, you will not understand, nor could you understand. To think that you deceived yourselves into such arrogance as to try to break one of my toys - for shame! - but when you are alone in the dark you are nothing but simpering cowards. Where is your pride now? Dead and gone, as you soon will be too!" Ange laughed mockingly, spreading her wings wide as the crystalline wall behind her shattered outward, a storm of tiny darts tearing forward like a raging wave, consuming all in their path save for their master, who stood unharmed at their center as they scattered around her. In an instant, each of the men had been struck by uncountable numbers of the projectiles, and, with a psychotic smirk of glee, the black angel snapped her fingers.

"Burn in the pit of torment, you blind little HUUUUUMAAAAANNNNSSSS~!" She jeered, watching as, in a flash of multicolored light, a tremendous release of energy literally tore the men apart where they stood, her power ripping them to pieces before they even had time to scream. When the light cleared, the only things left were the bits of flesh and bone and the droplets of blood that fell like rain. Casually, the young child picked up a torn canopy of paper, and held it up over her head, using it as a makeshift umbrella to protect her from the deluge of gore. Closing her eyes, she spread her arms out and laughed, crowing madly with her triumph as the bloody rain fell all around her, soaking the ground in a sanguine, sticky mire. As the remains finally stopped falling, Ange dropped her paper shield, and slumped her head, the last strains of her laughter dying out around her. Her wings once more folded upon her back, and slowly, her head rose.

"Oh, dear," Marisenne murmured, looking around her. "Ange tagged them back, Ange tagged them back. Hope Marisenne's boots don't stain, ru~."

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A flurry of emotions pierced Rei painfully during these few moments, so much that his bullet wounds felt like nothing to him. He lies there, trying to keep the shield up, trying to protect the first friend he's ever had, the friendship that was formed just a few minutes ago. He's never felt this way in a long time, having the need to have something to protect in his life. The idea of having absolutely anything precious to you was just plain wrong to Rei, a burden that will possibly kill you. But Rei felt quite different, of course he was correct about the killing part, but this wasn't a burden, not at all. He felt refreshed finally, a sort of bliss that rivaled with the bliss of death. He finally felt a cause, a cause that he would fulfill in these last moments, a cause that will help him attain peace of mind. Rei, although blind, closes his eyes, it was time...or not. Suddenly a surge of pain fills Rei's mind. Grasping his head he is able to shakily keep the shield up, but it quivers and wriggles, struggling to retain its shape. He starts to grind his teeth, wondering what could cause such pain. He heard the remnants of a small girl's voice, "Boy. Don't look into my eyes. I don't like it when my companion's toys break so quickly." But Rei didn't need to look into her eyes. He felt it, he felt her madness exuding out of her already, crushing and piercing into his brain. Rei could only roll and groan trying to keep his own sanity, but alas, it was done in vain. He didn't notice the new...the darker and more twisted version of Mari prepare to kill these men, instead his mind was slowly being assaulted into a deep void of insanity. But suddenly the pain dissipated. Rei opens his eyes.

He was standing up, but...but now he was at home in his room, and in front of him stood his little sister. A smile fluttered across the boys face, as the girl in front of him giggled. He didn't question whether or not this was an illusion, whether his sister was alive or dead. He didn't even question himself when he obviously was given the ability to see. Instead he smiled at her sweetly, just staring at each other for what seemed to be an eternity. He blinks once, and his sister is gone momentarily. He once more his sister is there again, but the smile that was donned unto her face was gone. He blinks once, she's gone, he blinks again, and this time he sees a more battered and hurt version of his sister. There were small cuts all over her body, her nails digging into her arms, the only sound was her soft whimpers. He blinks once more, and opens his eyes to a terrifying sight. Her sister screams at him, clawing at her eyes, each orb being ripped out as she exclaims in pure terror, "I have her eyes!!! I HAVE HER EYES!!! I have her eyes!!! I have her eyes...!" Rei starts to run for her sister, trying to stop, but no words came out of his mouth. He runs towards her even faster, hoping to stop this madness, but instead the distance between the two children grow. As he runs, Rei trips over, falling down into a pit of darkness, closing his eyes in sheer terror, opening them once again to find himself on his back, a bright light blinding him. Was it just all a dream...? The frail boy tries to stand up but finds himself unable to move. His eyes adjust to the light, finally able to see where he was. From what he sees, the background around him is pure darkness. He looks down where he was lying, and slowly his eyes become consumed with pure horror at the realization of where he was. It seemed he was strapped onto a lab table, and before he could cry out for help two arms that have been gloved in latex and a scalpel on hand. The empty hand places itself on the boy's forehead, using its thumb and index finger to open his right eye's eyelids. The scalpel descends slowly as a whisper fills his ears. "You have her eyes."

And as the blade slowly descends, Rei screams finding himself shrieking on the pavement holding his head, followed by a sudden feeling of bliss. He looks around hazily finding all of his adversaries dead...and Mari in the midst of the gore. Rei could barely hear her...something about tag and being tagged....but it didn't matter to Rei, because a few seconds after he fainted into a deep and dreamless sleep, from the lost of blood and the traumatizing experiences from the madness. All from just one little girl.