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Kurai Rizzo

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a character in “Katekyo Hitman Reborn!: The new generation RM”, as played by DreamerOnTheStars

Description

Kurai Rizzo, 16,TBA, Female
"The Voice of Kurai. Both Dark And Pure.


< Physical Info >


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[Appearance]
Kurai doesn't appear to be a cold-blooded mafia leader, but surprisingly she is. Her petite build and height of 5'4 may confuse others, but she is stronger then the average student. Obviously. Under all that clothing, she is well built but still has that feminine appearance. Along with that, she has a dollish face, a heart shaped head, fair porcliene skin, big round eyes, and long white hair that reach mid-back. Though her eyes hold a strange and abnormal ability. It usually appears two red orbs, but as she concentrates or in mid-battle, the center of her eyes bloom blue, and the rims of the orbs are red, while small speckles of black, gold and white trail the surface. Like a space dimension.
She couldnt blame those who think that she was a mere girl, but she secretly hates her appearance more then anything. She tried cutting her hair, but she still held her face...
So instead she earned scars over time, and she treasured those... It gives her a sign of accomplishment, and power... But then again, she finally enjoys one thing about her looks because it gives her a disguise and leaves her enemies wary..[MORE TBA]

Affiliation
Rizzo

[Personality]
Kurai in the outside world becomes a cheerful and pleased girl, who smiles at almost everything. Though she can be like this at her home too, but she has her serious moments. Being the leader requires some smart, so she is actually rather intelligent and deceiving despite her angel looks. Her words are sometimes wise... and unusual, like a riddle. A strange one..
She is also rather corrupted, because she has seen and been through things many have not. Both at a young age and an old, seeing how she was in both future, and past.
Her mind is full of dark and crazed things, so at times a crazy grin plasters on her face... usually in battle though. And nevertheless, she is very caring at the same time.. for the one in the family and ones who earned her respect. She also has her random quiet moments, which is her thinking moments, and no one can read her during this time. but she has problems. BEcause of her past, she still holds a small mind of a child.. feelings of one as well. So being human, she does have feelings and because of her mentality their rather emotional. Kurai cries randomly, feels lonely, and she rarely feels fear, but when she faces her fears head on, and alone, she grows terrified. Her face at this time looks as if she was a weak young girl, so most enemies either laugh or hesitate to hurt her... So she may randomly hug you as well...just for self-comfort.
So all in all, Kurai, is a unreadable book, but at the same time obvious to those she knows.


[Likes] [Dislikes]
o Her Family Her family getting harmedx
o Being Free, uncontrolled. Being put under the knifex
o Winning Being Caged x
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< Ability Statistics >


Flame type
Space
tools or weapons
Kurai can use many types of weapons but her main one is a staff that can split into two and reveal thin yet deadly swords within. Though she is always prepared with many weapons of her sleeve.
Abilities
Kurai is very quick in battle and very flexible allowing her to dodge many attacks. She is a very good actor and can fool many. Another one of her abilities is to control some parts of time, like going back and forth. Going to the future is far more difficult to do by hand [she hopes to get a machine that can expand her powers so she can transport more then 2] and can only transport around 2. Going back is easy though. Note: If she uses this power too much she can pass out for a couple of days and it may shorten her life span.
Box weapon(s):
Most of her box weapons open different dimensions, she uses them them mostly to trap her opponents. And just a note, all of them are connected, and the way through them is with the claws of her box animal.
:Animal Box:- this box holds a black jaguar [this animal may change later] and its ability is to be able to cut through dimension, once her and her animal passes the cut, the animal lets out a roar signaling the cut to mend and close up the dimension. This jaguar is fast and very strong, its claws are long like it never stops growing as well as it long fangs. Another use of this animal is to ride if she is ever injured and has to escape. Actually she has another one of these, its just a white jaguar though, yet its more quicker then the original black one.
:Box Of Suction: This box is like a black hole, once opened it releases a mighty suction, whatever goes in never comes out, well most of the time. Her way of getting in is to use her animal box, but she usually does that if one of her members got sucked in by accident.
:Mirror Box: This box is a dimensional place as well. Its very like a mirror house, and once trapped in, you have to find your way out. [not saying there is one~] This area is trapped with all kinds of crazy items, and weapons are stored here as well for a more enjoyable time. The opponents are dropped into a circle shaped area that has doors along the lines. Each door leads to a different way/place. But this doors are special, once the door closes, and the door is open again, it will lead to a different way/place then it did before. The mirrors are very stabilized and once broken, they mend and if your in the middle of there mending..you get cut in half with glass. Kurai knows this place well but she is still hesitant.
:Pain Box: This is one box you wouldnt want to fall in. This allows Kurai to let who ever fall in experience the pain she once went through. This can be broken though, but it isnt easy. The only way is to overcome the fear with very strong will power. But you have to concentrate which isnt easy to if you are experience pointy objects ripping through your skin. [you might become a bit nuts] A note is that if you do escape, no evidence lingers on your body and you slowly forget the whole past experience.
:Nightmare Box: This box is very easy to break out, but this is how it works. Once entered, even with others, each person will have a different image going through their eyes. They will see things they fear of the most and they cant even feel the presence of their comrades. The way to break out is with strong will power and once broken your just either left in a dark of nothingness, or where you come from. And another thing is, if you are captured by this illusion and one of your comrades break free and still with you. They can shake you up and wake you up, just like a nightmare.
:Storing box: This is well..nothing to fear of. Just something Kurai uses to hold alot of her weapons and items on the go.

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weaknesses
  • Trapping her,
  • Confusing her with words,
  • Putting her under the knife,
  • Hard on determination [this weakens her boxes],
  • making fun of her, caging her,
  • making her feel helpless and alone is her main weakness.

Personal Traits
Twisted, Bi-polar, Caring [TBA]
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"Her eyes which glow like the dimensions of space.."


< Personal Background >
[Biography]
Kurai awoke to the feel of bright lights and the voices of many. People surrounded her, dressed in white garbs, and held pointy objects that were sure to kill. She was confused and instinctively tried to get up but it turns out she was chained. This was a sign to panic and she did so. As she struggled the people stepped closer and stucked they pointy little blades into her and slowly cut. The pain was imaginable, and what was worse was she was awake to experience the pain. Once too much blood was spilled, her eye vision went blurry so she gave up and relaxed against the pain. Se looked to the side to see a person staring at her between the men with the white garbs. The person was an image blur but she remembers her/his long hair . He/she must have been the cause of this, she thought angrily and reached to grab him but it was a futile attempt. As he turned around to leave, a name flashed through her mind. Right then and their she pledged to kill him or her, to torture them to show them the pain she went through for a reason not even known. Later she passed out but don't worry she awoke over and over to the pain until it was finally over. [this caused her to become a bit..nuts yet she is immune to pain to a certain limit, but her body is still effected] Stitches scattered her body as well as her neck, ignoring the pain, she escaped out of dumb luck [or was it] and made a mad dash to somewhere to hide. Once she did, she waited and waited for something or someone. Once a person came, she was to weak to care, and in to much pain to focus on the man or women. The person reached out and knocked her out, what happened after was a blur. But she remebers clearly when she awoke to see someone so familar to her.. her father. The head of the Rizzo Family. Her past flooded her mind, and she remembered her duty. She was on a mission to inflitrate the base of another, only to get caught by another unexcepted enemie. The Vongola supposedly. Because of this failed mission, Kurai trained harder to become the head, and once her father passed on, she took the role with ease. Though because of what happened, Kurai took in other helpless or other children, even teenagers that dont have things they need, into her family.. [MORE TBA]

[Other] Her real name was Kagome, but after what happened to her, she changed it to Kurai. Kagome means caged bird, and she hates the feeling of being caged.. So despising her name, she went back in time to change it, just because of that. No one knows this, except for a few.

So begins...

Kurai Rizzo's Story

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Trevor was beginning to regret not wearing the C-Frame for this. The Box Weapon was still in its "box" form, a black cube strung along a chain on his wrist. He contemplated lowering the restriction and invoking it.

Probably a bad idea in the middle of moving through a time vortex.

Travelling through the twirling black-blue void of space-flame towards the bright white light of the past wasn't exactly a pleasant experience, at least for him. When he did "land" with the others, he felt queasy. The sun was high overhead in the sky, bright and luminescent, its rays stabbing down at him with a vengeance. His vision was tinted with red along the edges, and a high-pitched monotonous beep was ringing his ears.

"Ugh," he sighed, shaking his head a few times. These adverse sensations lasted but for a few moments before his body adjusted itself to this new bearing. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and with it banishing the remainder of his post time-travel grogginess. If only they could have arrived at night, when the moon reigned king of the skies, instead of this sun. Oh well.

Trevor looked around, noting his surroundings. Dead blackened trees formed a circle around them. The poor things lay on their sides, overturned, pointing away from them, stripped of any and all foliage. In fact, there was no greenery to be spotted in the entire area, as if they stood amidst the aftermath of a nuclear explosion. Looking down at his feet, he noted the shallow crater they stood in. There was a large circular pattern of intricate design etched onto the ground, proof of their arrival in a time and place where they weren't supposed to exist.

With a look of tranquil boredom upon his face, Trevor glanced at each of his fellow travelers in turn. Asteroid. Quasar. Comet. Star. Dark Matter. He counted his flame type as well—Moon. They were the Rizzo family's foremost ring bearers. Powerful guardians of the household and its head: Kurai Rizzo, wielder of the Space flame. They were here today to do battle with their past counterparts; respectively: Thunder, Storm, Rain, Mist, Cloud, and Sun. The traditional and prominent flame types... well for the next few decades, at least.

Finally, his eyes came to rest upon a girl who stood in the middle of their cohort. Her posture just screamed "leader". Her name was Kurai Rizzo, the Rizzo family's head, and was the one Trevor had sworn his undying loyalty to—well, at least in his head. He never said it out loud or anything.

Upon meeting her gaze, he nodded slightly. He was ready. Their team had descended from the future. They had superior flame types. They were armed with knowledge of events those of this time couldn't even begin to fathom. He had his C-Frame. Donovan, Asteroid, could control momentum. Kurai had her insane Box Weapon arsenal. Bellona, Quasar, could make things explode. Yami, Dark Matter, could steal opposing flames.

This was going to be so overkill. They required but a small subset of their current team to crush these enemies. In fact, Trevor could probably do it on his own. Even if they were the Vongola—their tales the stuff of legends back in the future—there was no way they could win here and now!

Trevor's gaze drifted off to the side, an idea forming in his mind.

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Kurai passed by her Rizzo elders with a look of power, and initiative.. and because of that, the elders nodded in satisfication, but they hid fear within their old eyes. She was proclaimed leader a while back after the death of her father... and now she was finishing the last of her father's request. Stepping down into a protected room, she stood near her familga, glancing at all of them, hoping for the best.
"We're ready.." A man outside the room stated, as he stared at the group with worry.
But as calm as she can be, Kurai closed her eyes as her black flames overwhelmed all that was near. Her black flames flickered, before sucking them all in, to where she desired. The past. The day which held the beginning of her plan. and the beginning of the new Vongola. As she felt her powers consume her, she watched memories flicker behind her eye lids, giving her both bad and welcoming memories.
though It didn't matter to her anymore anyways, everything was going to change.. or so she hoped.... And at the peak of power, she felt her mind slip away...

"Father... why did you call for me..?" She asked quietly, her eyes shadowed by the darkness of the room. A man, sat upon a bed, but was barely visible in the shadows, and with a husky voice he spoke. "The Vongola...do you know of them Kurai..?" Her eyes hardened at the familiar name, and she nodded curtly in response. "Of course.." She trailed a tiny finger across a scar which imbedded itself in her neck and down her chest.. The bane of her body. The sign of failure..
Her father remained quiet and finally as if he came to a conclusions, he spoke... "Then on this day, after you become the leader... you shall travel back in time to-" His voice became a whisper... and she nodded once more in confirmation. "Alright."


Blue eyes fluttered open, as her senses returned to her. Her fingers twitched, while her feet landed on sturdy ground.
Yes, that was her goal her father gave her. But now it was merely a memory and she hardly remembered strangely enough.. Nevertheless, it was a mission.
Feeling a cold breeze rush past her, she noted the looks of the past to be very clean, unlike her present. Though she dismissed the notice, and instead looked around, taking roll call for all those who followed. She saw the other three, Yami, Treavor, and of course Bellona.
She nodded pleased with the results, but felt her own self trip a bit. Causing her to huff frustratingly. Sending multiple people was a bit too much, even for her, so she was a bit.. weak at the moment. Though it was no problem~! 'No one will know anyways'

Straightening up, she let a "pure" smile pull at her lips, while her eyes glistening with an unreadable but obviously happy emotion. We're here.." Kurai murmured happily, as if she was a normal girl... and After she has spoken the last of her words, she took in a deep breath and inhaled the new, clean air. How nice, The vongola got to stay in such a lovely area. 'Well not very soon~' She felt her smile broaden wickedly. How long has she awaited for this day~

Neatly, she pulled the collar of her black jacket, and brushed her long creme colored hair back in a comfortable position. Her two loose braids dangled along her shoulder, cover the scar that peeked from her jacket, which pleased her even more. Today was a great day for her...or well it seems to be. 'Hopefully it'll remain this way.' Spotting the castle, peeking out and above the trees, she stared in calculation, her eyes dimming with seriousness, yet her smile remained. Pity they couldnt get any closer to the celebration...it would be a bit too risky, but what does it matter now. 'If they were smart..they would have saw it- or sensed it by now.'

Deciding to put her foot down, she scanned her members. "We should start the plan.. if the Vongola were as they were in the past, they should be already at an alert." She stated with a voice of a normal girl, but it dripped with seriousness and power.
How odd was it, for what appeared to be a little girl, to be commanding others without breaking a sweat. It would have been laughed at here, But the people in her present time knew her power and the people in this time will soon know of the Rizzo's. Their Power. Their Strength. A light yet wicked giggled escaped her lips, but she held it back with a stifle. 'Soon~..' And it may seem arrogant and foolish for her to be so laid backed about a raid... but she trusted her Familga more then anything. They were all strong in there own way, and even if they didnt trust her or didnt like her, she allowed her life to be in their hands. She glanced at Treavor, the moon flame, and nodded. Suddenly however, Kurai's boxes rumbled, one in peculiar sounded like a roar, but it was deathly quiet. The power from it though, seemed to tremble over her skin. Gently patting the box, she waited for a response from the others.

[Sorry I took the post from the old rp, so its a bit crappy ><]

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Bellona was standing in the desired room when Kurai entered. Automatically, Lona went from irritated to overly happy in a matter of seconds. The girl's beloved boss was safe and that made her purr in delight. As Kurai's flames engulfed the room, Bellona couldn't help but bounce happily. She was chosen, by the boss herself, to accompany her on the trip. Nothing made the Quasar flame happier than her boss, after all.

She couldn't help but notice when Kurai tripped after they landed however. She bit back a snarl, knowing how much energy her boss used to move just the four of them. She wanted to take her savior boss and lock her away, where nothing in the world would ever hurt her, but she couldn't. So she had be the strongest flame, so she could always be the one coming to Kurai's rescue. Lona shook her head inwardly. "Like boss actually needs someone to protect her. She's so strong." Lona thought happily.

Bellona slipped over to Kurai and giggled, laying her head on the shorter girl's. "Neee, can I make something explode today~? I promise I'll be clean about it~" She cooed, her own box, strapped to her belt, rumbled excitedly at the sound of good boom. She shushed the silly thing before leaning over Kurai to look her in the eyes. She loved being freakishly tall sometimes.

"Please boss~ I've been bored all day!" She pleaded, the psychotic grin never leaving her face. "Even my baby boy, Canvas, is pleading today~ Just a tiny explosion~? I'll behave the rest of the day, promise! Kekeke!" She asked once more, pulling away from Kurai to stand up straight. Hopefully, she'd be allowed to use her newest creation, a new version of an old smoke bomb she had from when she was smaller. She spun the circular bomb on her pointer finger, looking at Kurai expectantly.

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Character Portrait: Jayson Vongola Character Portrait: Shiro Suzuki Character Portrait: Josei Lambe Character Portrait: samuel shainingu Character Portrait: Kurai Rizzo Character Portrait: Yami Koboayashi Character Portrait: Shaji Ai Character Portrait: Trevor Rizzo Character Portrait: Bellona Gray Character Portrait: Donovan Shmautz
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Trevor looked up at the sky, thoughts drawn inexplicably to the cold void of space beyond it. The sun, locking the earth in its elliptical orbit, overcoming the moon at each and every turn. Eerily poetic. He took a deep breath, grimacing ever so slightly, lips pursed. You'd have to know Trevor to realize his facial expression had changed at all.

Something was wrong. Okay, something wasn't wrong, per say, but something was... happening. To him. Though impossible to notice by simply looking at him, Trevor realized his knees were shaking. His palms were sweaty. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears, like a racehorse pounding down the pavement. It was all very odd. He hadn't experienced anything like this since...

Well, since he fought his first alien three or so years ago, when he was nine. It's your purpose. He remembered one of the scientists from the facility telling him. It is the sole reason for your existence. A weapon for humanity. For the Rizzo. But now he was here. Back in the past. To fight the Vongola of legend that he'd read so much about growing up as a proverbial lab rat.

What was this? Anxiety, maybe? Or... perhaps a desirous craving. An ardent and fervent need to see these historic beings, the Vongola, in the flesh. To judge their might for himself. Were they truly as great as the legends make them out to be, or was it simple hyperbole? Still, no matter how good, he just couldn't fathom them winning this conflict. They were just too... old.

Trevor turned his back on the others, shoving his hands into the pockets of his deep black suit pants, the gentle lustrous fabric coming down to rest lightly upon the ankles of his dark gray and silver gym shoes. He wasn't a fan of dress shoes. They had a tendency to fall off whilst he was piloting his C-Frame, his anti-alien combat armor and only box weapon. Plus, they were generally uncomfortable, even in the future.

Under his unfastened Jacquard-stitched suit jacket, black enough to match his debonair dress pants, was a collared shirt, a rich resonant gray in color. Tucked in, top unbuttoned. The dress shirt matched his eyes and the color of his Moon flame perfectly. A gaunt black tie had been fastened under his collar by his keepers, but he'd loosened it with his fingers the moment he was free, leaving it to hang almost awkwardly to the side, its tail flapping ever so slightly in the wind. He really disliked ties. They were relics of the past—like little choking devices. Bleh.

Top met bottom at the belt area, where Trevor sported a custom-made black leather belt featuring the Rizzo family insignia on the buckle. The look was completed by a thin dark gray fabric that sat upon his shoulders, like a scarf, descending from his shoulder down to the small of his back. It was a gift he'd received from Donovan, the Asteroid guardian, a while back. It was made of a fireproof future material that, when heated, changed colors—usually to a flat light purple. Gifts were a rare thing for Trevor, so he treasured each and every one. Specifically, he wore the scarf everywhere he could get away with it.

All in all, his garb was an unorthodox mix of the urban and the dapper. He thought he looked stupid, all dressed up and what not, but he'd been told he looked "like a real Rizzo". And Kurai liked it. It's the only reason he tolerated the annoying getup.

Finally, he made up his mind. Kurai had given no constricting orders limiting his actions before they arrived here, so she shouldn't mind him running ahead to test the waters. Trevor gritted his teeth, drawing on that seemingly infinite ball of fire inside of his body. In the future, their Rizzo gear had been implanted into them. There were no external rings to call upon or squabble over. The Rizzo embodied their flames in every conceivable way.

The power jumped at his beck as metal to magnet, filling him with a milky lofty feeling, as if he were floating in a lukewarm liquid of similar temperature to his body. It was the Moon's power. He could definitely feel it now—emanating as pale gray flame from his forehead and hands. He took a step forward, the tails of his suit and scarf picking up with the wind, flowing behind him, a testament to his urbane demeanor. Before he could accidentally burn his suit pockets with gray flame, he whispered a command under his breath.

"C-Frame, feed restriction to level 2 approved." Upon his wrist, tied to a chain, was a small black cube. At his words, a dim light seemed to radiate from its center. Suddenly, the cube was engulfed by gray flames, starting out light in color like Trevor's Moon flames but becoming darker and darker by the second. It was a sign of his box weapon powering on. "Enter Carnage Mode."

And at that, Trevor Rizzo disappeared.

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"I understand and greet you back, lightning guardian."

Before the conversation could continue, the atmosphere in the room changed dramatically, drawing notice from all of its occupants. In the center of the grand auditorium, a few yards from each of the Vongola guardians, a darkish-gray wisp of flame appeared, as if someone had set off a torch on the ground. As the flame grew longer, reaching towards the ceiling, circles of flame, similar in color to the wisp they encircled, began to appear. Two... four... six rings of flame, roughly equidistant from each other, lay spread across the ground.

In the same moment, the rings of fire exploded outward, the dark gray wisp expanding into a vortex of flame, like a miniature tornado. When the edges of the flame vortex reached the perimeter of the outermost ring, it suddenly contracted, as if sucked in by a vacuum, before vanishing altogether.

In place of the vortex was a... thing. It rested upon the floor, hunched forward, one knee upon the ground, as if genuflecting to some unknown god. For a moment, thick black smoke wafted from the thing, obscuring the area before dissipating to reveal the intruder. It was an all black, bulky thing, like a medieval suit of armor come to life. Slowly, the armor began to stand. It was tall. Darkish-gray flames emanated from it in waves. Like some sort of magnetic repulsion, they pushed at everyone in the room. Those closer to the creature could feel a sort of dampening effect in respect their flames, as if they were slowly being negated out of existence.

Where its eyes should have been, there was only a horizontal neon red arc. With a creak, it came to its full height—a bit more than six feet. It angled its head, looking upwards towards the ceiling in a silent howl of triumph, the flames surrounding it becoming thicker and more overwhelming, their influence reaching further.

And then it its gaze fell upon the nearest of the Vongola ring-bearers. Inside of the suit, Trevor almost grinned. Almost.

It was nothing personal. He'd make this quick.

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Character Portrait: Jayson Vongola Character Portrait: Shiro Suzuki Character Portrait: Josei Lambe Character Portrait: samuel shainingu Character Portrait: Kurai Rizzo Character Portrait: Yami Koboayashi Character Portrait: Shaji Ai Character Portrait: Trevor Rizzo Character Portrait: Bellona Gray Character Portrait: Donovan Shmautz
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When being sucked through a time vortex, there are a couple of things one should never do like reaching outside the tunnel or moving in general. While the other guardians seemed to understand this pretty well, Donovan ignored the rule entirely, floating around in the weightless tunnel like he owned the place and almost falling out several times. It had only been moments since the Rizzo family had chosen him to travel with them in time and even if he didn't agree with the reason why, he wasn't going to question his family. Besides, this could turn out to be a grand adventure.

One by one, the guardians descended from the sky in a brilliant flash of light, each landing onto the blackened soil. The first to fall was Donovan himself, his extra speed smashing a small crater in the ground.
“Well, that could have been more graceful.” He muttered, pulling himself out of the hole. After shaking off the dirt and grass from his hair, Donovan scanned the surroundings. They were surrounded by forest, or at least what used to be a forest, the trees were black and ripped from the ground. He made a mental note that trees do not like time travel. Away from the forest was a large mansion, the location of their targets.

Though he had never met a Vongola before, he’d heard stories from Trevor. Tales of heroics and victory against all odds! His favorites were the tales of Gokudera, the holder of the Storm Ring. It was said his attacks were relentless, never stopping once until his opponent was dead and when the body was recovered, it was just bits and pieces that had to be swept up. The speed of his dynamite still sent chills through Donovan’s body.

More of the guardians began to arrive through the vortex. First came Bellona, the insane chick with an unhealthy obsession to the boss. Bellona made Donovan feel uneasy, not “She’s kind of creepy” uneasy but “I’m going to castrate you for no apparent reason and make you explode” uneasy. He made sure to keep a wide berth from her in case she decides to use him as target practice again.

Next came Yami, possibly one of the three only normal members of the group. He is extremely optimistic and wants to be friends with everyone, something Donovan wholeheartedly accepted. He liked Yami, even if he did have the common sense of a pole.

When Trevor landed, Donovan couldn't help but smile. They had become close friends in the past few weeks of being guardians, even if Trevor didn't acknowledge it, and to Donovan he was his little brother. His hand wandered to the long strip of pink flesh on his chest, courtesy of training with the kid. ‘I just hope he can keep it under control this time.”

Finally, the boss herself landed, albeit not as gracefully as the others, a fact that Donovan couldn't help but chuckle at. Kurai Rizzo didn't look like a commanding figure with her pink hair and innocent face but Donovan learned from experience not to judge a book by its cover. She was the holder of the Space for a reason and the fact that she could actually create a time vortex was astounding on its own. Donovan held the utmost respect for her.

Suddenly, a large burst of power erupted from beside him and disappeared in an instant. Donovan sighed softly. “God damn it Trevor, the one time you actually take the initiative is the time I wanted to go first.” This was, of course, every time. “Well, I’m not going to let that little pipsqueak hog the spotlight!” He roared, launching himself off the hill towards the castle. At the speed he was going, a normal person would break every bone in their body upon landing.

But Donovan Shmautz wasn't a normal person. A normal person wouldn't be coated in maroon flames rocketing through the air towards a castle to help his friend who just so happens to have a mech. With the castle closing in, Donovan cocked his arm back an threw an iron palla at the wall. Upon impact, the wall crumbled into rubble on the ground as the palla bounced back into his outstretched hand. A brown streak shot through the opening, landing on the ground without a sound. He shot a cocky grin at Trevor.

“C’mon little bro, you didn't think you’d start without me, did you?”

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Kurai blinks as she felt a soft hand lay on her head. "Neee, can I make something explode today~? I promise I'll be clean about it~" Bellona. She looked directly at her eyes and couldn't help but smile. The explosive follower, who she knew had strange desires to take her away, but Lona knew her place- somewhere in her consicous.. Kurai, however, couldnt help but feel extremely loved by the quesor flame. It filled parts of her loneliness along with the other 3. This women had an extreme obsession though. It was all in her eyes..

"Please boss~ I've been bored all day!" She pleaded, the psychotic grin never leaving her face. "Even my baby boy, Canvas, is pleading today~ Just a tiny explosion~? I'll behave the rest of the day, promise! Kekeke!"

Her eyes closed in a smile and she nodded. "Of course..besides everyone else seems excited as well~" She glanced at the spot both Trevor and Donovon had been. "Have all the fun you want. Besides the vongola need to know of our power~" The kind smile turned into a wicked one- for just a moment. "Be good though~" She tip toed slightly and patted the women's hair affectionately. "kay?"

Taking a cute step back, she peered back at Yami. One of the sane ones. Supposedly. People believe so, defiantly in the future. But she came across situations of where people would beg her for Yami to back off. He was just to kind.. 'Its cute.' Kurai giggles to herself. "Follow when you're ready Yami~" Plucking her box from her belt, she felt a purr vibrate against her palm. "Now you're free." Pushing her ring within the center, she watched a black jaguar appear, its tail whipping happily...

Now most would scream and run in fear as the beast had long fangs and enough power to kill in a swipe. But the girl merely took a step forward and caressed its large head. "Sorry.." She whispers and received a rawr of forgiveness. "Now take me to them." She swung on its back and felt the creature leap off in a burr of speed... She closed her eyes..

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within a couple of minutes she arrived and she opened her eyes, her mouth drawing to a smirk. "Hello Vongolas.." Her voice dark for a second.

Leaping off the beast, she stood innocently near them, and quickly looked at all of them with a clear and pure eyes. "Its nice to finally meet you." She added on thoughtfully in a sweet voice.

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In all honesty Josei was about to tell Ai to stay calm before the boss gave her further orders to begin her attack. He was then going to tell the boss to stay calm but was interrupted by a second person entering the building and then a third. She was pretty cute too and he knew he couldn't fight her. She also seemed nice because she said, "Hello Vongolas.." although it was in a pretty sadistic tone. She leaped off her Jaguar thing that he could only deduce was her box animal and said "Its nice to finally meet you." In a sweeter voice.

Being the gentleman that he was, Josei stuck out his hand to her and said, "Hi. I'm Josei. Nice to meet you." He wanted her to shake his hand but he was interrupted by Samuel stepping up to the girl asking her "Are you strong?"
"Geez man. Men can't fight against girls. It's a secret rule don't yah know. 'Sigh' Let's try our hand at these two guys if you really want to fight." He suggested while over looking the two guys in front of him. At least, he was sure one was a guy. The other looked like a human sized robot. Deciding it was his role to take on the bigger challenge Josei walked up to the robot and said. "Hey. Could you stay calm and come outside with me. I don't really want to fight you but if I must then I think we should handle it outside away from the females. I don't want them to get hurt you know?" He stuck his hands in is pockets and walked towards Ai. "Um- Uh.... Stay super safe okay." He said as he started walking towards the door. "Oh and all you kiddo's stay calm. We don't want to be the generation that destroys this building do we?"
Turning to the black robot he said, "Well. Are you coming?" as he headed out the door.

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Trevor was his armor. The armor was Trevor. All he had to do was think about it, and the suit would respond—sometimes even faster than his actual limbs would have, outside of the suit. He sends the impulse to move his arm, and the suit moves its arm. Coming in at a measly four feet eight inches, the boy didn't actually "fit" inside of the six-foot super-hardened battle armor. He didn't need to. It was filled from head to toe with a type of "intelligent," inky, viscous but breathable liquid composed entirely of nanomachines—the liquid within which he currently floated. The scientists back at the facility referred to it as a "superconductive artificial nanochemical". They said the "smart" self-recycling substance allowed the armor's pilot to remain within the air-tight suit in zero-gravity space for long periods of time without any oxygen, and is the only thing keeping the pilot alive during Short-range Wave Apparition, the official name for when he and the suit would teleport short distances, like he did just moments ago into the middle of the Vongola ring ceremony.

The main purpose of the futuristic nano-liquid, besides keeping him alive, is to connect Trevor to the suit. Not only is it responsible for feeding on the flames that emanated from his body, but his thoughts and the AI's responses are carried through the highly conductive liquid like electricity, though much faster. In order to facilitate this functionality, the pilot's traditional senses and motor controls are only available on demand and are disabled by default. Think about it: sending the mental signal to "look down," if allowed to propagate through to the pilot's body, would result in injury (the pilot banging their head against the wall of the suit) if anatomic motor control wasn't properly intercepted. That would suck.

The nanochemical also acts as a sort of screen through which Trevor is able to experience the outside world through the capability or senses of the AI. Senses that number quite a bit more than five. One of those senses is enhanced sight: he has visual access to the entire electromagnetic spectrum, from radio waves and infrared to x-rays. So when the girl closest to Trevor—the AI identified her through a historical lookup as Shaji Ai, 14 year old female Mist guardian of the Vongola, Alien in origin—let off a flash of temporarily blinding light, the suit didn't even render it to Trevor, immediately switching visual frequencies to a mix of infrared and ultraviolet.

Pretending to ignore Donovan, Trevor saw only the faded inky silhouettes of what seemed to be an army of hitmen. They didn't give off heat like human beings, and therefore did not register on the infrared. Trevor didn't even have wonder what was going on. Thanks to the AI symbiote, he just knew.

Illusion technique. Mist guardian. Trevor took a step forward, towards the girl and her illusionary army. Behind the pseudo-men were the audience members of the Vongola ring ceremony, scrambling for cover and escape from the chaos. Trevor pursed his lips. This armor was built to fight hostile aliens, not fight our own kind... and killing anyone outside of the Vongola guardians might have adverse effects on the timeline. He couldn't allow that to happen, and it was the only reason he didn't engage the Mist guardian immediately. Collateral damage had to be minimized.

As he focused on Shaji, the AI started pointing out her potential vulnerabilities. Joints. Abdomen. And then her lidded "third eye," with veiny wire-like strings that seemed to connect with various parts of her body. Each was seen by Trevor as being boxed in red, like targets on a computer screen. Trevor's gaze was drawn to her oblong eye, which was double boxed. Before he even questioned as to why, he had the answer in his mind. There's a high probability that that spot is her most vulnerable.

Two plates on the back of the suit shifted, revealing a glimpse of the intricate mechanical system hidden within. Two twin devices seemed to be spinning on some sort of axis, gaining revolutions. Dispel this illusion. The AI was all too eager to comply. In one instant, there was the sound similar to that of a jet engine powering on. In the next, the sound was replaced completely by a short spherical burst as light-gray flames exploded from the armor, expanding outward and eating away at the illusion. Where the gray flames touched, the hitmen seemed to fall apart, sometimes even fading from reality entirely. This process was repeated thrice more before the suit completely dispelled the illusion, returning the plates on its back to their proper positions.

While he could see through the deception thanks to his AI, this Mist guardian posed a high threat to his comrades. Though he refused to actively engage her while she stood in front of the scrambling civilians, he wouldn't hesitate to neutralize any illusion she attempted to throw up.

He'd start shooting stuff later.

That's when the suit alerted him to a new threat. Turning his head, his gaze swept over the area. Little red boxes appeared everywhere, marking various enemies and their potential weak points as well as keeping track of his allies. Finally, to his far right, he spotted the subject of the alert.

It was a laid-back looking kid—older than Trevor by almost half a decade, from the look. There was a yellow and black triangle overlaying his face. For some reason, the suit considered him an extreme threat. Eyeing him, the lookup came back with the name Josei "Izanagi" Lambe, 15 year old male and Thunder guardian of the Vongola. There weren't many thunder-types back in his time, though Trevor had read much on the progeny of Vongola Decimo's legendary Thunder guardian, Lambo.

Somewhere deep in his mind, he kinda wanted an autograph. Just kinda.

"Hey. Could you stay calm and come outside with me. I don't really want to fight you but if I must then I think we should handle it outside away from the females. I don't want them to get hurt you know?" At that, Trevor, and by extension the armor, tilted his head to the side. The AI considers him a threat, huh? Trevor grinned ever so slightly.

Fascinating.

Trevor sped forward towards Josei without a single semblance of warning, deftly avoiding one of Donovan's Asteroid-flame-covered palla in the process. He leaned in, aiming to strike the guy with his shoulder. If he dodged or not was of little consequence. The cacophonous ringing of the armor's metal footfalls splintering the expensive auditorium tiling was loud enough to split ear drums. Completing the action, Trevor exploded through the wall and out onto the grassland outside of the ceremony complex.

He didn't want to admit it, but he was having a hard time holding himself back. He could tell. The AI was acting jerkily, as if indecisive. It's reaction time was slightly off, too. He chided himself. My thoughts must be all over the place. At one end, he didn't really want to fight these guys. At another, Kurai ordered it, and he'd never go against her orders. And somewhere else, somewhere deep down, he really wanted to test himself against these future legends. Did they deserve their titles?! This is going to be so fun!

Focus.

It wasn't too long before the girl, Shaji, stepped out through the hole in the wall, as did Josei. Out here there was less risk of collateral, and therefore less risk of endangering the timeline. Trevor could afford to be a bit more serious. The suit contained no melee weapons, so it'd probably be best if he kept his distance—at least initially, so that the AI could analyze their abilities and weaknesses a bit further.

There were several short clicks as Trevor enabled his onboard combat systems.

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"Are you strong?" Kurai blinked and stared at the man. The expression she held was soft and innocent like, but her mind was full of cruel intentions. "What a stupid question, of course I am~" She smiled like it was nothing but was stuck when another one came, hand offered. to her..?

"Hi. I'm Josei. Nice to meet you." She looked down at his hand for a moment, and felt one brow raise in question. What was wrong with these vongolas.. Were these really the ones her father told her to kill and eliminate?

"Geez man. Men can't fight against girls. It's a secret rule don't yah know. 'Sigh' Let's try our hand at these two guys if you really want to fight." The corners of her lips twitched and she suddenly grinned. "How funny~..." She murmured before throwing her head in the air, letting a hysterical laugh leave her. Tiny bell like chimes resounded. "How funny! This is the vongola family." Kurai giggled. "I wonder If i should feel disappointed~" She glanced at the leader with judgement, then turned to the rest.

The Mist. The Storm. The Sun. The Thunder. And finally. The sky~

The presence of the rival leader seemed to sicken her mind and soul. It irritated her to no end, almost to the point where she forgot the rest of the vongolas but she was still in enough focus to side step from trevors nearby attack. That's what training did to you.. Wonder if these kids got what it takes?

"Well lets show the vongola a warm welcome~" Kurai announced the starting of the fight, eying each of every one of them with a warning and finally the leader. 'You're mine..' Taking calm steps, her power seethed off her and she laid a hand on her box weapon. Within seconds, she pulled out her staff and she smiled at Jayson. "Are you ready~!?"

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The Vongola certainly didn’t look like much. The most intimidating of them all was a blonde kid and that’s only because he was the loudest of the bunch. The sad thing was he couldn’t even start a fight with three of them because they were girls. He didn’t believe in striking a woman unless it was self-defence, then it was fair game. With a careful eye he analyzed his opponents.

As he turned to their leader, Donovan felt his heart skip in his chest. ‘She’s….she’s really cute,” he thought, his face darkening to a light pink. He tried to remember what the debriefing had said about her before they came. ‘Uh, let’s see…if that’s the boss then her name is Jayson! What else, what else….oh, right, sky flames. Crap, what do they do again? Something about compasses?’. Donovan racked his brain, trying to remember, but to no avail. He’d have to keep a close eye on her, if nothing else then to check out her butt.

Next was the redhead. A confusing person, Donovan couldn’t tell if it was a guy or a girl. The bored expression didn’t help to clarify the point. He hoped it was boy though, that way he could start a fight. His gaze drifted to the purple-haired girl just in time to be blinded by a bright light. When the light subsided, they were surrounded by hitmen. A large smile spread across his face, “Finally, we can get to the good part.” Donovan said, fishing two iron palla from his coat.

As he cocked his arm, a large blast of energy rippled through the room, vaporizing every hitman. Donovan sighed and tossed his balls in the air impatiently. “Dammit Trevor, I was planning on showing off for our new friends,” he said with a wink to Jayson, “especially you.” A nervous glance was cast towards Kurai, she definitely wouldn’t approve of him snuggling up to the Vongola, even if it was just a playful tease.

When the blonde kid asked if they were strong, Donovan almost burst out laughing. This kid had no idea of the power Kurai possessed, he actually felt a bit of pity at how naïve he was. A soft, masculine voice reached across the room. "Geez man. Men can't fight against girls. It's a secret rule don't yah know. 'Sigh' Let's try our hand at these two guys if you really want to fight." Donovan smiled, he liked this kid. If he survived the upcoming battle, they just might become friends.

As he and Trevor walked outside, he turned his attention to the other male in the room, Samuel. Maybe he was wrong, maybe this kid was actually a combat genius and just wanted Trevor gone to maximize his flames potential- "Wait I get it men shouldn't fight women because women have an unfair advantage in strength!" Donovan face-palmed, ‘I retract my previous thought,’ he snickered, striding over and placing an arm around Samuel’s shoulders. “Listen, buddy. I’m going to be completely serious with you, man to man, if you fight her you’re going to be blown into tiny pieces. You don’t stand a snowballs chance in hell against her, instead, listen to your friend there and face me, I guarantee I won’t disappoint.”

Releasing his opponent, Donovan walked through the hole Trevor had previously made, beckoning the other guardians to follow. He pointed to Jayson and Kurai. “I think we might want to go outside, shits about to hit the fan in here,” he cast a longing look at Jayson, “and boss, don’t hurt her too bad. I think I’ve got a shot with that one.” He shot a cocky wink at Vongola leader. “Don’t worry, I won’t kill them.”

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Samuel looked over the slim figured pretty boy that had put his arm around him.“Listen, buddy. I’m going to be completely serious with you, man to man, if you fight her you’re going to be blown into tiny pieces. You don’t stand a snowballs chance in hell against her, instead, listen to your friend there and face me, I guarantee I won’t disappoint.” said the pretty boy.
Samuel replied "Well naturally I'd get pulverised, same as if I fought my Mom, my grand-mother, or Jayson. See they're all women I just figured it out. Women are stronger then men" he gave a decisive nod as if this was final.
"But us men are strong too," He said tightening his arm around Donovan's Shoulders nearly choking him, but relinquished his hold soon stepping away from Donovan.
"So let us prove men are strong too and defy nature, to the Extreme!" he said he took his fighting stance and counted down from three in his head. 3... he took breaths between numbers 2... exhale 1... inhale 0... exhale. Fight!
Samuel bolted forward fist headed straight for Donovan's face. One hit from Samuel at his weakest was nothing short of an army tank.

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Jayson quickl but barely dodged the move but took the kick with purpose and showed so with a smirk and as she fell she took down Kurai with her by her ankle. "Really and what is your purpose for being here then? To be a relentless nusicance?" she quickl rolled over and stood aiming her katana for the girl and went to cut her arm (Whether it is dodged or not) and lunged again for her other arm. She hated her current attire due to the fact it showed the scar on her wrist and it was still restricting.

"Listen sweetie I don't know you and I don't know your family. I just started here last thing I want is trouble but since you instigated it I'm not letting some random girl just come and try to walk over me." it was the truth. So early on she didn't want trouble now but it looked as if she had no choice so she'd due what she has known for so long which is fight.

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"That is one reason~" She replied, hoping to irritate her more. This Jayson has much to learn about being a leader doesn't she?

Giving her the chance, she fell but immediately kicked up to a fighting stance. A habit, since it was one of the first things she learned during training.. Never let the opponent have the upper hand. Quickly, she deflected the katana with her staff and quickly separated into two poles. Within seconds, Kurai slashed downward at Jayson- Growl

Oh yeah. Jaguar. Her black animal appeared behind Jayson and was about to trample the girl, his long fangs threatening to slash down upon her. Taking this chance, she flips back a meter or two and the animal followed behind her.

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Jayson whipped around once hearing a large feline which was the Jaguar she came in with. Jayson wasn't afraid of it and didn't bother messing with it. She was an animal lover but a large dangerous cat wasn't her thing. She still had her katana in her hand and didn't may much mind to her reply but for some reason something was bugging her and almost simultaneously the scar on her wrist began to bother her. "Damn that bastard." she mumbled. This was no time for dwelling on the same man that killed off the young Jayson's childhood. No. Jayson had no intentions of fighting today and didn't want to.

In all honesty Jayson resembled her father in several ways she didn't even recognize. She didn't want to be the boss but as Tsuna's eldest child she had no other choice and it was either she take the position or one of the twins would have to and by everthing in he rpower she would never allow that. Again if by coincidence the two young boys she had been thinking of literally fell into the room. 'What the hell?' she thought. Right now was not a good time to be here. "Luka, Daniel you two shouldn't be here. Get out of here!' she said to the two young boys. "But Jay it's mom. Somethings happened with that bad man you two talk about." instantly all fighting tactics were erased from her mind.

One thing she is still unable to do is seperate her personal life from her life as a boss. She knew who the twinse were talking about and now her entire demeanor had changed. Her hair covered her face casting a shadow to veil over her face. "Luka, Daniel go. Now." her voice was much lower. Letting Kurai see her in such a state no longer mattered. Besides from the brief scars she could spot in their short duel she deduced that Kurai too had her own past she may noth wish to talk about but to Jayson that man was Satan himself. She never wanted to show an enemy such a state of herself but how could she care? That man stripped away her childhood and ripped away the most important person that had been in her life and should've been in her position now. The battle no longer mattered as she heard faint sobbing not too far away and from the sound of it it was her mother who was crying.

Right now Kurai could've left nd it still wouldn't have mattered. Family came first and Jayson didn't have to be a boss to know that.

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Kurahoshi had jumped back from Trevor knowing of the aggressiveness of the mosca mode. The lighning guardian was extremely fast. He put up an incredible fight against his opponent. Unfortunately for the young lightning guardian he was not as strong yet as records told he would be. The mosca mode managed to take him down and would have killed him if it could have, but it suddenly stopped all motion, the mosca mode was now offline.
The Mist guardian then arrived and began talking and asking questions Kurahoshi thought should not be answered. He activated his swords light taking away the senses from her. This time however it only lasted 2.3 seconds. Luckily enough, the distance Kurahoshi needed to cover was much less than earlier, but with her being more aware of him his ability wouldn't affect her as much. She might even be able to reduce the time to more around 1 second.
He stood blade pointed at her face "Our flame types and intentions are not a matter we discuss freely with outsiders from our family," said Kurahoshi.
Donovan appeared, he lifted Trevor with his asteroid flame. He was always so ready to drop everything to help Trevor. "I hope you didn't bring any enemies tailing you Donovan, it would be unfavourable," said Kurahoshi.
Just then a rock knocked onto Donovan. Kurahoshi looked in the direction of where the rock had come (still keeping his sword pointed at Ai's chest. There was a boy with Blond hair. Kurahoshi remembered him from the records it was Samuel the sun guardian, in the futur he was known for being a martial arts master and inhuman healing speed, but at this time in moment he was known for fast healing and reckless fighting.
"We are not done yet," Said Samuel with anger all over his face.
------Several moments earlier------
Samuel felt his body in pain under the rubble. He called on his flame power as his pain was replaced with adrenaline. He blasted free from the rubble screaming out "Fight to the extreme!" and ran off after Donovan hoping to keep up with the great fight. He Donovan quickly he was lifting the robot. Ai was their to with a sword pointed at her face, while Josei lied on the ground. Now Samuel wasn't enjoying himself any more. Now he was mad. He picked up a rock and through it at the unsuspecting Donovan.

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Shiro would open his eyes and find himself laying on his back, looking up from the ground. he would slowly being to sit up he would look around for a few seconds trying to figure out what happened, and it hit him at once "my blood sugar" he would remember he hadn't eating all day and coupled with the fact he hadn't had his nap he must have passed out when all the action started. he would slap him self on his forehead "how am I going to be the heart of the storm when I get knocked out by low blood sugar!". he reached into his jacket pocket and pull out an epipen have stabs himself in the leg with it after a few seconds he would toss it to the side and begin to make it to his feet. he heard someone crying it was faint but he could he would look over and see the 11th and some other girl and the 11th family, Shiro instantly know what was happening. he could felt how strong her opponent is and he know if her mind was on her family she wouldn't stand a chance, he would place his hand onto his forehead and thing to him self "im sorry gokudera sensei I have to abandon my duties as the guardian of the storm for a little while please forgive me". he would quickly make his way over to Jayson side and almost like second nature he would reach into his pocket and pull out and unwrap a piece of candy and quickly force it into her mouth in trying to snap her out her grim state, and get her focus on the fight at hand. "here eat that 11th kun he would look over at her I will get your mother and brothers out of here, you should focus on cutting her to pieces for making me miss my nap". he would look and smile at her his smile look somewhat awkward since he rarely showed any emotion. he would quickly make his way over to the boys and usher them to the nearest door, then he would help ms Vongola to her feet and help her out of the door.

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Kurai watched the girl crumble, and she went blank. What. Her eyes dilated. No. She growled. This couldn't be the vongola leader that she was trained to kill. This girl was weak, useless, pathetic- and.. reminded her a lot of herself. Her old self that is. And it Pissed her off! Though at the same time, she felt a little laugh escape her. A hysterical one.

"How weak are you." She said, staring her down. "Are you letting whatever cast you down! How pathetic!" She cried out. Her eyes began to water as she remembered the horrible day as if it was yesterday. Those lights. Those knifes. That Man. But she wouldn't let those damn tears fall. She was too strong, too far off to become weak anymore. But this girl. She unconsciously expected much more, and seeing her old self within Jayson just made her crazy. It was sad really..

Her laughter died down, and her expression became cold. "I'm disappointed heh." The corner of her mouth twitched. "To think the vongola's leader will fall despite a battle is at hand. Too weak! Never back down, stand up and fight!"

With that she silenced, her bangs shadowing her eyes. Suddenly however, she smirked as if nothing happened. "Maybe another day." Looking at her own team, she signaled a stop. "Lets go." Looking at Jayson, and her family, she stared for a moment before racing off on the back of her box animal.

[OOC:Well I wanted to end there, because long fights can cause a dead roleplay. Sorry if you were in the middle of something, if so ill extend it just a bit. But if not, I think the rizzos should leave, while the vongola's pick themselves up. Then maybe a time skip to the next day! School? Oh and if someone can make some dust bomb that'll be awesome XD I think queasur can :O ]

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Jayson paid little mind to Kurai's words but more so her actions. Kurai seemed in fact cruel but her laughter and the way she acted seemed as if she was hiding something. Jayson shared in her own laugh as she saw the girl getting ready to leave. "At least I don't hide behind some fake and pathetic facade of strength. At least I actually give a damn about the people around me who care for me." Jayson was pretty sure Kurai had heard it before she took her leave. Jayson had known she seemed weak but to her so did Kurai. Kurai had the chance to kill her right there while her guard was down monetarily and she didn't. It proved both of their weakness besides so random leader came at her and called her weak she was prepared to hear that often since Jayson was a young female leading a strong long generations worth mafia family.

Kurai's words didn't bother her as now Jayson was certain by her body language and actions proved her susicions of the girl hiding something and that ma just lead to the exact reason why she had come after her. Jayson wasn't sure if Kurai knew but Jayson saw her eyes water and knew that there was a reason for her actions. Jayson didn't care what Kurai's expectations of her were and didn't give quite a damn about her disappointment. She too was weak in a way. Any ruthless and cold-hearted killer as Kurai seemed to want to make herself out to be would've taken the opening Jayson left but Kurai didn't which proves no matter is she wanted to admit it or not something stopped her from doing so. Whether it was plain stupidity or her own skeletons in the closet Jayson wasn't completely sure but she was leaning more towards the ladder.

Right now Jayson had things of more importance than dwelling on some random girl who came to fight her for own reasons when she had just become leader. Whoever she was needed to really sort out who it was she really wanted to take care of because there was no way Jayson had ever sparked anything between the two as she has never even spoken to the girl in her life let alone ever hear anyone utter her name so what did it matter right now? Jayson left the room not bothering nor caring enough to check to see if the leader had left. Jayson went to where she heard the sobbing just moments earlier to see where her mother was lying on the couch in the large living room before Shiro took her out.

Jayson held no emotion on her face seeing specific a news story being told on some channel. Jayson turned her attention to the story and saw that the horrid man that stole her entire childhood walking out of a courthouse with a smug grin plastered on his face as he walked into a limo. Anger arose withing her. That man was freed from prison on the pretense of good behavior and fufilling a good amount of time under the charge of robbing a convience store. The Vongolas could've never pressed charges on the man due to their own history and crimes. So to see him free Jayson was beyond being talked down to be calm. She saw red and all she wanted to do was hear his screams of pain and pleads for mercy like she heard from her sister as he and his croonies beat her to death. Jayson never wished to see his face again but now she had to make the choice of carrying out vengence or letting all of that die.

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Completely distracted by his task at hand, Donovan didn’t even notice the stone coming flying towards him. The air around the Asteroid Guardian shimmered ever so slightly and the rock dropped straight down to the ground. If he hadn’t been in Chroma state, its initial velocity would have been more than enough to punch a hole through his head. Turning his head, a look of surprise shot across the boy’s face, he hadn’t expected him to be able to move, let alone stand and throw things. With his usual look of arrogance, Donovan assessed the situation.

The area around him was covered in craters, Trevor’s doing no doubt. In one of these craters lay a dead Vongola, unfortunately the one he liked the most out of them. He still couldn’t believe Trevor had killed him. Yes, it was what they were sent to do but for some reason, he just couldn’t see Trevor giving the finishing blow, it just didn’t suit him. The C-Frame had disagreed, taking control and murdering right before his eyes. The poor guy didn’t even see it coming. Donovan shook his head to clear out the thoughts. Right now, he had to focus on the task at hand.

The only other Vongola was a girl who looked about his age. She was cute, though not nearly as cute as the girl inside, but something about her made him feel uncomfortable, though he couldn’t put his finger on it. It wasn’t until now that he noticed Kurahoshi standing beside him. Donovan didn’t know Kurahoshi very well, they never really spoke even during training. Still, his sensory disupton would be a welcome addition to the upcoming fight. Samuel had made his way onto the battlefield, looking for a rematch. Donovan smiled, he admired his determination.

Before he could start the battle however, a sudden signal from Kurai told them to retreat. He breathed a sigh of relief, now he could check on Trevor. Flashing his opponent’s his trademark cocky grin, Donovan gave them a mini-salute. “Sorry about your friend, I wish I got to face him.” The sadness behind his eyes was hidden well below a layer of arrogance. By the time Kurahoshi had raised his sword, Donovan was already out of range, racing towards the mountain Trevor had landed on. He passed Kurai on the way by, giving her a quick wave and a wink. Not even her giant cat could keep up with him and she was soon left in his dust.

Arriving at the mountain, Donovan’s heart rose at the sight of his unharmed friend. Deactivating Chroma state so he didn’t scare him, he walked slowly up to the boy and sat down beside him. For a few minutes nobody said anything, the only sound was light breathing and chirping birds.
“It’s not your fault you know,” He said, breaking the silence, “I know the first time killing someone is hard, believe me, I don’t like it either, but you can’t beat yourself up about it. If you shoulder the guilt, it will eat you alive.” He wrapped his arm around Trevor comfortingly and smiled, “That’s why I try to shoulder their dreams instead. His wish was to be strong right? Then you have to be strong for him!”

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Kurahoshi was running as fast as possible. He was definitely fast, but he couldn't hold a candle to Donovan.
Kurahoshi caught up with Kurai after in a few minutes. He could tell from just how she was that something bothered her from her encounter with the Vongola 11th, but this was not the time to ask about it.
"Kurai, did phase one proceed well?" he asked.

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Round eyes stared at the white ceiling passively, but a raging aura surrounded her person. She couldn't get over the disappointment of this time- Where was the power, the strength, That these Vongolas held. Why did her father send her here? To meet a waste of time?! She sat up and resisted a growl. 'There must be something, a reason, an answer.' Suddenly her eyes seemed to melt. "Somewhere..." The aura dropped gradually, and the air was now then breathable.

Calm and quiet she became, before she slipped out of bed like a lifeless doll. "School.." Kurai whispered, checking the time noticing that she was rather late. 'The others should have set off already.' Ohm, She was certain one did, probably raced out the door- he seemed to have a more then enemie status for the leader, Jayson. This should anger her, yes, but if that member stays and fights- why waste her emotions?

It did mar her happiness though.. Maybe a little fun can power her up, she thought while braiding the front of her hair. As she finished, Kurai adjusted her uniform and gave a small smile in the mirror. "Good bye~"

With that, she made her way out the door of their temporary home and seemed to zip away in a blur of white. Wouldnt want to be late. She caught a familar sight of black hair and a tasteful jacket. Alastor?

She slowed down, and felt the eyes of surrounding students surround her. "Where did she come from?" A few whisper, but she couldnt care less. All that matters is that a rizzo was here with her.. with an obvious killing intent. "Alastor, save it for later." She stated with a smile. "We don't need too much attention on us, even if the vongolas need to die~" Oh she craved for it, but Kurai knew how to resist. So Alastor needed to wait too. They would destroy the whole school if they were to do it. 'Not like thats a bad thing~' Kurai thought marrily, while she walked off to who knows where. Class she guessed.

[Its short, I know. I just need a post! Ill get more into the plan in the next one]

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Shiro had watch everything play out in the classroom once 11th stormed out of the room with Josei following behind her. he though it best to leave her be, as much as he would have wanted to help 11th he wasn't the best person to deal with people while they are emotional, he was sure that Josei could handle it. Shiro turned a walk the other way, he was now focused on the task at hand if the boy was really a Rizzo then Shiro was sure that more would be around. after walking for a while checking each class room he made his way out side of the school, after walking around outside for a bit Shiro begin to feel a bit sleepy maybe there was only one here. Shiro thought it best to go back to finish his nap on the roof, but once Shiro begin to turn around and walk back into the build he hear some sort of commotion around where the troublemaker hung out. there old hang out was the room until Shiro came and kicked them out, he figured they where picking on some kid. Shiro was already in some what of a bad mood from all the frustration of the last week or so, so kicking the hoods teeth down their throat should be just the stress reliever he needed he would calmly walk around the corner only for his heart to drop, he seen some guy dressed in a jacket talking to the one who called her self Rizzo he was sure it was her. his thoughts race should i tell the other, should i see why they where here, what should i do? but before he could make up his mind the blond hood would begin to rear back his arm as if he was going to hit the boy. "damn it!" Shiro would say under his breath, he would race over there before the idiots got them self killed lucky Shiro grabbed hold of his wrist with the hoods fist only a few inches from the boys face. Shiro would jerk the hoods arm back "don't you have anything better to do then pick fights?" the hood would take a few steps backwards and look at Shiro "WHY YOU!!!!" he lurched forward before his friends would grab hold of him, "come one man dont you remember what happened last time!" they called out. the blond hood would shrug them off "fine, we're outta here!" he would mumble. little does he know Shiro just saved his life. as Shiro would watch them walk away he would slowly turn around, every muscle in his body was tense he knew from the others recounts of what happened at the ceremony these guys where no joke. to top things off he was in the absolute worst position on school grounds to be they where on the side of the school so there where no windows and there was a huge tree so no one could see them from the roof so if they attacked him the was done for. Shiro couldn't show them he was afraid, "hello, i would introduce myself but I have a feeling you already know who I am. so! I will cut to the chase Rizzo was it, what do you want with us" Shiro said all of this in a calm steady tone, but his body was nervously shaking.

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"Alastor, save it for later." Even without the mentioning of his name, Alastor recognized the voice. Looking to his side, he saw Kurai Rizzo smiling at him. He smiled back—one of his rare authentic smiles. "We don't need too much attention on us, even if the Vongolas need to die~" She continued. Alastor closed his eyes, nodding twice. Even if he was severely disappointed by this newly introduced constraint, he was way too relaxed to do anything but agree. Plus, it made sense. Didn't want to ruin the future by killing a bunch of school kids.

Unless it was supposed to happen...

"WHY YOU!!!!" Both Alastor and Kurai turned their heads at the same time, expressions deathly serious. It was the primitive boy again. Honestly, Alastor had forgotten the boy even existed, and had to force himself to remember why the blond kid was even within the general vicinity. Alastor had already loosed a blade handle from the inside of his sleeve, the cool dark metal resting heavily against his palm, but he didn't withdraw the weapon or activate it with Comet flames. Kurai would have to give the order. Until then, he'd limit the scope of his actions to the reactionary.

However, before the primitive could be made to meet his maker, someone Alastor didn't recognize intervened. Red hair, kinda tallish, sporting a long-sleeve white hoodie. Alastor's eyes were drawn to the guy's footwear. Combat boots. Black. The stranger grabbed the primitive boy by the arm and sent him and his cronies on his way.

Alastor grinned politely, the skin around his eyes wrinkling slightly. Interesting.

That's when the stranger spoke. "Hello, I would introduce myself but I have a feeling you already know who I am." Alastor raised an eyebrow, slightly confused. "So! I will cut to the chase. Rizzo, was it? What do you want with us?"

Half way through listening to the guy talk, everything clicked and Alastor fully understood the situation. This guy is one of those Vongolas! His polite grin morphed into a wicked smirk so deep that it contorted his entire face. Gripping the blade handle that lay flat against his palm, he looked to the side at Kurai, both eyebrows raised, like an attack dog begging to be let off his leash.

As if to say: can I kill this one?

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Character Portrait: Jayson Vongola Character Portrait: Shiro Suzuki Character Portrait: samuel shainingu Character Portrait: Kurai Rizzo Character Portrait: Shaji Ai Character Portrait: Alastor Lorenzo Koenig Character Portrait: Fredrick Dill Koenig
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Donovan watched as the Vongola leader walked out of the room, his eyes following the rhythmic swaying of her butt out the door. With her gone and the lesson begun, Donovan leaned back in his chair and fell asleep.

He woke up as a ruler hit his desk, the impact sending his chair flying backwards onto the ground as he jumped in confusion. “Mr. Shmautz. I brought you into this class because you said you wanted to learn and help. You can’t really do that if your sleeping, can you?” Donovan smiled and pointed at the board. “The answers to every question on that board are 53, 72.9 and Noah’s Ark, can I go back to sleep now?” With a sigh, the teacher conceded the duel to his student.

However, now that Donovan was awake, he wasn’t going to sleep now, there was an interesting person beside him that needed his attention. He turned to Shaji, keeping his cheerful demeanor. “Is your boss always like that? Pardon my rude introduction yesterday, I’m Donovan Theodore Shmautz, son of Ashlyn Shmautz and Asteroid Guardian for the Rizzo family. What’s your name?”

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He could barely hold it, the pressure was too much. “Just ask her!” a feminine voice echoed through his head. “No way,” he responded, “I don’t want to disturb the class. Everyone’s getting so much work done and besides, I can’t just leave Sam, he won’t understand the questions, I’ll just hold it.” Serlina sighed, her small blue wings fluttering in the air beside him, leaving little drops of water with every flap. “You can’t hold it until the end of class, you’re squirming like a slug being touched, now ask the teacher before you piss yourself!”

At first he began to shake his head but a sudden pressure in his loins said otherwise, pushing his hand up to be seen. After waving around frantically for a minute, the teacher finally caught sight. “Mr. Koenig, what can I do for you?” she asked politely. “Uh, can I go to the bathroom please?” She cocked her ear towards him. “I said, can I go to the bathroom please.” She shook her head. “I can’t hear you Mr. Koenig, speak up”
With a groan of impatience, Serlina flew to the teacher and whispered his request in her ear. A look of realization spread across her face, giving him a thumbs-up. Fredrick nodded in thanks and took off down the hallway, his hands awkwardly placed between his legs.

Before he reached the bathroom however, he was stopped by a commotion in the hallways. Two kids Fredrick hadn’t seen before were harassing the school bullies. One of them was a cute girl with long pink hair. She seemed really nice, maybe the bullies were picking on her and the other guy stepped in to save her. Looking at the other guy though, a sense of unusual dread filled the Rain Guardian, like he’d met this person before and knew he was dangerous. He shook it off, there was no way they had met before, he’d remember.
Fredrick tried to inch his way around them to the bathrooms beside them, the slow progress not helping his need to pee, when Shiro came to intervene. "Hello, I would introduce myself but I have a feeling you already know who I am. So! I will cut to the chase. Rizzo, was it? What do you want with us?”


At the mention of the Rizzo, Fred’s blood ran cold with fear. ‘The Rizzo? Those are the people that attacked the others yesterday….Those guys are Rizzo?!” Terror erupted inside him as he inched faster along the wall, hoping not be seen. They wouldn’t fight here in the school, would they? Serlina slapped him, projecting her voice in his mind. ‘What the hell are you doing? Are you going to leave Shiro to fight them by himself?” He looked back at the Rizzo and gasped, the boys posture, facial expressions, everything was geared towards pure violence, the opposite of the pacifism Fredrick followed. The boys eyes were filled with killer intent, sending shivers down Fredrick’s spine.

Mustering up all his courage, he stepped away from the wall towards them. “I-if you-if you w- i-i-if you want to-“ Serlina pulled in front of him, her body shining a brilliant blue. “If you want to take on the Vongola you’ve gotta take us on aswell. Going up against him 2v1? I thought the Rizzo were supposed to be strong? Guess we were wrong, right Fredrick?”

His face a mask of pure horror, he simply stared at his friend, so scared that he didn’t even notice he didn’t need to pee anymore.

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Trevor sat on a bench outside of the classroom he was pretty sure he was supposed to be in, slowly kicking his feet back and forth. He didn't really feel like walking in, even though he wouldn't be considered all that late. The teacher would probably make him introduce himself, just like the kids in the movies on the Terranet. The Moon Guardian wasn't really good with meeting new people, and besides, the only official schooling he'd ever received was during his time at The Facility, and that was by scientists. It was less of a "classroom" setting and more of a "rat in a maze" type deal. At least that's how Trevor saw it.

If you would have asked him ten minutes ago if he was nervous, he'd have been way too nervous to answer. Ever since he killed that one guy with the C-Frame, he'd been... different. Felt different. Felt... depressed? Was that the word for this? He wasn't sure what type of disease this "depression" was, or if he could even catch it at all, but from what he read, he was showing symptoms. Crazy dreams, weird sensations in his gut and chest, a deep and all-encompassing malaise, a sense of general emptiness... but of course it never showed on his face. He even started leaving the little black cube that was the C-Frame Box Weapon back at home. He couldn't even fathom communication with it. Not anymore. Not after what he'd done.

He felt like he betrayed it—betray the C-Frame—and, in the process, destroyed a piece of his soul. He wasn't sure how to proceed.

In his hands he played with the bag of rock candy he'd received from the guy he killed, turning it over again and again in his hands, staring at it.

But I didn't kill him. Something like a smile crept onto his face, though you'd have to know him very well to notice a change at all. He's alive! I didn't kill him! He'd been repeating this over and over for a while now, sitting on this bench as the last of the stragglers trickled into their classrooms. Some glanced in his direction every now and then, but he ignored them.

It was as if some great weight had been lifted. The crippling burden of guilt, the feelings of emptiness, of self-doubt and anxiety, of anger and sadness, all of it was slowly disintegrating right before his very eyes until, finally, they were but a distant confusing memory.

Taking a deep breath, the boy basked in the glory of freedom from sin. It was as if a haze had cleared and he remembered his true purpose. He was Rizzo, and he was here to fight the aliens, stop the evil Vongola, and save the future! He looked to his wrist, noting the absence of a wrist band or the accompanying black cube, and instantly kicked himself. "What was I thinking?" He sighed, wishing more than anything that he could talk to the C-Frame.

As he pondered Donovan's reaction to him cutting class and walking back home alone—Trevor was sure he'd go apoplectic—a shadowy figure loomed over him. So lost was he within his own thoughts that he hadn't noticed someone walking towards him. Looking up, he was only able to catch the back of the guy's head as he walked by. He instantly recognized him.

"A-Alastor?" He muttered, genuinely confused. Why would he of all people be walking through this part of the school? The only things on this side were the 5-13 year olds... and the main bathrooms. If Alastor noticed Trevor speak, he'd ignored him, because the guy kept moving at a rather expeditious pace, hands placed awkwardly between his legs. Trevor was even more confused.

Tracking him with his eyes, Trevor's gaze followed Alastor down the long hall to around the end where the bathrooms were, but then he stopped, as if conflicted. That's when Trevor heard something that truly piqued his interests. Voices from down the hall, next to where the guy he believed to be Alastor was standing. Four distinct voices to be exact, but two in particular that he recognized.

He stood up from the bench, slipping the packet of rock candy into his pocket, pondering his next action.

One voice was definitely Alastor's. The drugged-up mean-sounding one. The other was elegant, lofty, yet firm and commanding. That was definitely Kurai's. Alastor's tone was especially contentious today. It was weird though, because Alastor's voice wasn't actually coming from Alastor's mouth. In fact, there was some blue thing zipping around Alastor's head, like a small bird or a butterfly. Wait.. were there two Alastors? Trevor took a step towards them, wiping his eyes with the back of his hands.

Maybe he was just dazed. It'd been a few weeks since he'd last been inside of the C-Frame—his longest record yet. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him. Besides, Alastor sounded like he was in one of his moods. Nodding to himself, Trevor returned to the bench. He decided he'd do best to stay away from them. No one in this time period could possibly pose a challenge to Space and Comet, especially if they were working together. Plus he didn't have his C-Frame. And then there was the redhead and the... doppelganger? He never did get a good look at the guy's face, and was just going by the hair. Maybe he wasn't Alastor afterall...

The four were too far away for Trevor to fully make out any aesthetic details or catch but faint echoes of their conversation, and he wasn't about to approach them.

That's when he felt someone poke him in his side. It was a sharp prod, meant to invoke reaction, but Trevor wasn't ticklish. Instead of jumping up in surprise or anger, he simply turned his head, leveling a cold menacing glare over his shoulder upon this offender. His gaze was met with a cheesy smile and a curt wave.

There were two little kids standing behind him, in front of the closed door of the classroom he was supposed to be in right now. From the looks of it, they were supposed to be in there too. Trevor turned to face them, expression as neutral and stoic as ever, head tilted slightly to the side, silently questioning their actions. From the looks of them, they were probably twins, a particularly rare occurrence in the future. They were a bit shorter than he was, with short stocky light brown hair and brown eyes. They currently stood side-by-side, which made for a quick and easy apposition.

"Um... hi," said the one on the left. "Are you in this class?" He pointed a thumb to the closed door of the class Trevor was supposed to be in. Instead of responding, Trevor subconsciously rubbed his side with his forefinger. That earlier poke had kinda hurt.

"Why'd you poke him, stupid?" Said the one on the right.
"Shut up, Daniel," the one on the left hissed, turning his head back towards Trevor. "Hey, are you new here?"
After a moment, Trevor nodded once, but instantly regretted it.

The one on the right—Daniel—squealed in delight, and, before Trevor knew it, the boy had his arm around his shoulder. "Hey, you'll love it here! Oh! I'm Daniel. That doofus over there Luka. We're brothers. Hang with us and you'll do just fine!" He flashed another cheesy smile. Trevor pondered how rude of a move it would be to worm his way out of this quasi-headlock and just go home, but before he could make a move, Luka shushed them.

"Shhh! Daniel, you're too loud!" He whispered, but it was too late. The door next to them opened abruptly, a large man towering over them like a titan in the doorway. "Luka! Daniel! The bell rang twenty minutes ago. Why are you out in the hall talking? Do you have a pass?" The boys shook their heads, not meeting the man's eyes. "Well," he continued, lowering his voice, "I'm glad you could join us." He pointed to somewhere in his classroom. "Please take your seats."

That's when the teacher noticed Trevor. "And you. Are you the new student?" He pulled out a notepad from his pocket, flipping a few of the pages. "Trevor... Lange?" Trevor nodded, acknowledging the fake last name. "Why were you so late, Mr. Lange?" Trevor pursed his lips, but didn't respond. Daniel and Luka snickered, flashing him grins and thumbs up. "Well, okay, doesn't matter. Just don't make it a habit like these troublemakers here." The teacher said, referring to Daniel and Luka. "Now, please," he made a welcoming gesture with his hand, "introduce yourself to the class."

With a sigh, Trevor stepped into the room, the two Alastors still on his mind.