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Seichiro Rutherford(Aviditas)

"Even the Rich and Elegant can be gifted with Insanity!"

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a character in “Prisoners of Madness”, originally authored by Inspiration, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Seichiro Rutherford(Aviditas)

Will finish tomorrow morning

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Name:
Seichiro Rutherford

Fake Name
Ace Evander

Alias(Codename):
Aviditas

Gender:
Male

Age:
17

Numeral/Zodiac and Placement of Tattoos on Body
-The Zodiac Symbol is located on his tongue[Dont ask...]
-The Numeral III is located on the back of his left hand
 

Weapon Specialization:
Katana

Personality:
Joshua is kind but quite gullible, he isn't as gullible as he was on the surface world now that hes in the underworld but he will sometimes fall for someone who can lie well. However disregard this he is quite smart as he was the smartest in his class and actually tends to act like he knows everything. Ever since he entered the underworld he has been laid back. He doesn't hang around people he doesn't work with or those he deems "Unworthy". He is quite nosy and likes to know other people's buisiness. Disregard acting like royalty even in the underworld he will actually obey orders from those of higher up, not that he does like to obey the orders. However Inside of battle he focuses on the mission, whether it is to kill a certain target or simply escort someone. With a group of allies on a mission he prefers not to be the first one to attack due to the fact that controlling shadows takes concentration and some time to think of a plan.

Description:
5'10"

Supernatural Powers:
[u]-Madness Release: Madness Release makes a blackish purple aura around Ace, this isn't only just an intimidating look but it changes the appearance to the picture on the right It also boosts Ace's Attack speed. But the real power of Madness Release is that it allows Ace to use some of his strongest attacks. Drawback: Slowly drains Ace's Energy.

-Shadow Control: Ace can control his own shadow to the point where it will not even be a shadow and will rise off the ground, it's starting point will be at the spine of Ace's back.The drawback is that whatever damage the shadow takes Ace Also takes. He can control the shadow of any weapon or inanimate object he touches, however he cannot control it anymore if Contact is broken. Note* Ace can control his own swords shadows without contact.

-Multiple Sword Control:The starter Technique of most of Ace's abilities. Ace stabs his sword into the ground and 10 swords magically appear in a circle around him. He can control the shadow of the weapon as well as the weapon itself without contact.

-Infinite Shadow Dance: This skill is a combination of Shadow dance and Multiple Sword Control. Ace uses Multiple Sword Control and when the ten swords appear he removes his main Katana from the ground and holds it in a backwards grip. The swords then face the enemy. Ace rushes the enemy and attempts to nail a hit. If Ace's Katana simply even scratches the enemy the ten swords will teleport to the enemy and will immediately attempt to stab or slash the enemy, each katana can stab or slash twice before it disappears. Needs to have Madness Release activated.

-Sword Trap:Ace throws six swords in the air, when they land they make the points of a star, however one lands in the middle. The paper bindings on the swords connect to make the look of the star. The paper bindings are as strong as chains. Once all the bindings are connected a red circle of blood appears around the star, forming a pentagram. Ace stands in the middle of the star on top of a katana. If anything Ace doesn't recognize as an ally steps into the circle the bindings on the swords attempt to grab it, leaving Ace to do the rest. The bindings cannot leave the circle and they will not stop attempting to chase target until they leave the circle.

-Shadow Dance: Five swords appear around Ace in the air, if they get hit they disappear, another starter of most abilities. However if Ace hits a target with his main Katana the swords will teleport to the target..


Likes:
Tea,Preferably Green Tea or Chamomile
Animals, preferably narwhals
Sashimi
Reading
Trying out new things.
Training


Dislikes:
Dark Chocolate
Most Nuts
Jalapenos
Bitter Food
Killing
Torturing
Groups of people he doesn't know.


Skills/Abilities:
Photo-Graphic Memory
Can read fighting style after a few minutes
Knows tons of different languages
Has high awareness


History:
Seichiro was born into a rich and elegant family in Japan, from the start he had life great, from the next-gen console to the state of the art school he had it all. His mother was a model and his father was a wealthy businessman, nothing could go wrong right? Or so he thought...slowly the relationship started to deteriorate as Seichiro's mother started cheating, his father found out and they had a long argument and decided they both needed time away from each other. They sent Seichiro away to live with his grandparents on his mothers side. Seichiro's father found the man that his wife was messing around with, he didn't bother to hire a hitman to do it due to the fact that he wanted to strike fear into the mans eyes. He found the hotel room he was staying at for the night and kicked down the door. He shot the man repeatedly with a Desert Eagle. He threw the gun out the window and rushed out the hotel.

A month later Seichiro's mother found out about the shooting and decided that was the last straw, she was going to kill Seichiro's father. She called Seichiro and muttered a few words that came out as “We won't be meeting in heaven...” she dropped the phone on the ground as Seichiro's father came home from work. Through the phone Seichiro heard multiple gunshots and his father moaning. He then heard his mother say “We love you...” Before she shot herself.

Seichiro's grandparents blamed him for the death of their Daughter, he thought the nerve they had to say that, that he of all people caused the death of his parents...He planned it all...how to kill his grandparents and how to get away with it, how he was going to make a living of himself inside a big city and become a big-shot just like his father was. Unfortunetly for him his Grandparents drugged him and threw him in the slums of an alley-way far away from his so called “home”. He was picked on constantly due to the fancy clothes he had on, he had to learn to fend for himself
until he could make it back to his grandparents house. He let his hair grow out and ditched his ten-thousand dollar outfit to become someone that didn't stick out like a sore-thumb. One month later and he couldn't stand this poor lifestyle but he was about to exit it, he had enough money to take a taxi to his grandparents house. He decided to go on a Friday knowing it would take him a day to get to his grandparents house.

He arrived around 11:53AM Saturday. He gave the Taxi-Driver all the money he had, it was just enough...The Taxi driver drove off and Seichiro's memories of his parents came back, he was about to cry but he had to hold the tears back, he had a job to do. He pick locked the front door open and looked inside, it was a mess, the living room light was on. It was ALWAYS on just in-case someone had to go downstairs. He went into the kitchen and looked for a weapon to kill them with. He heard yawning and someone coming down the creaking stairs. He quickly grabbed the largest knife he could find and hid on top of the refrigerator. It was his grandfather, he was getting a midnight snack as always, he was too tired to realize his grandson ontop of the refrigerator, that was a mistake Seichiro took the chance and pounced. He jumped of the refrigerator and aimed the knife for the heart, it went straight through his grandfather's body, he could tell this because of the fact that he heard the knife hit the kitchen tile. He removed the knife and with every faint beat blood squirted out, Seichiro walked up the creaking stairs and appraoched the master bedroom. He walked to the edge of the bed where his grandmother was resting. He stabbed the palm of her hand so she was stuck to the bed whilist in shock. He set the house on fire and walked down the stairs calmy while the house was on fire. The house started to crumble around him when a black letter flew past him. He caught it and opened it, not nor caring what it was or who it was from. He teleported to the underworld as the house crumbled down.


Other:
He studied to become part of the FBI or CIA. He has multiple of the outfits on the left, tailored right in the underworld. He always has the long hair showed in the picture to the right, however he is usually seen in the outfit to the left.

Personality

Nate Willard
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Role: The King's Second Born Son.

Gender: Male
Title(s)/Alias(es):
Age: 15
Race: Human
Love Interest: None
Password: Dog



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Appearance: Nate's eyes are a brownish-black color and as for his hair...his hair is all over the place. His hair is most likely one of the first things people notice about him, it's gotten enough attention to apparently become his trademark around the kingdom.

Preferred Clothing: Nate prefers to wear light, thin but very expensive clothing lined with gold and other minerals. His wardrobe consists of multitudes of White and Blue suits with beautiful gold lining along the edges and shoulders along with some Common Wear that he wears in public and some hand-me-downs from his brother that he doesn't care for.

Height: 5'7"
Weight: 138lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Blackish-Brown color



Personality: Nate as a child was extremely adventurous and most likely unaware of his social status as a King's Son, which in-turn made it hell for his care-takers which included his brother. As a child he was always kept inside the Palace, barely allowed to see the outside world feared he would cause trouble and his adventurous nature to expand outside the kingdom and into the deep dark forest. Present day Nate still hasn't changed much, in fact he is even more troublesome now than he was as a child. He isn't what you would call 'violent' but he does tend to get in fights. He picked up a habit from his brother to go into public without royal clothes except he changed the habit, instead of acting like a beggar he would act like a common citizen [which may I add is extremely hard due to his hair] He would sometimes get in fights over pointless things and sometimes over a thief or a pickpocket he saw. One reason why he does this is because he wishes to see all the evil in the world with his own eyes and what it's like to live without the title of royalty

He has a good sense of justice and is usually willing to help a person in need

Oddities: He has to have a window wherever he stays for more than one hour, or some source of fresh air or it feels like hes a fish out of water, literally.

He can act like a girl when it comes to his hair, he absolutely hates it when people touch his hair disregard how wild it is.


Likes:
    ☺ Like 1 Animals
    ☺ Like 2 Tidiness
    ☺ Like 3 Exploring
    ☺ Like 4
    ☺ Like 5

Dislikes:
    ☹ Dislike 1
    ☹ Dislike 2 Penelope's need to line things up, however this is only if she lines stuff up in his room.
    ☹ Dislike 3 Thieves, Pickpockets ect ect
    ☹ Dislike 4 Very spicy food
    ☹ Dislike 5 His fathers ability to fall for women easily.

Hobbies:
    ❤ Hobby 1 Drawing
    ❤ Hobby 2 Creating the largest known bestiary.
    ❤ Hobby 3 Exploring
    ❤ Hobby 4
    ❤ Hobby 5


Fears/Phobia(s):
  • Fear 1 Drowning
  • Fear 2 Being Kidnapped
  • Fear 3 Death to his family members
  • Fear 4 Cold Water

How loyal are you to the king: Greatly Loyal



Skills/Talents: Cooking: Nate can cook well as when he goes out into public he usually buys food to bring home and cook.
Animal and Creature Knowledge: When adventuring Nate sometimes finds different animals and species that he draws and takes notes of.

Preferred Weapon(s): When in Public Nate has equipped: A Bow and a Dagger

When Nate is going out exploring or just outside the safety of the whole kingdom:A Bow , a Dagger and a Sword


Power: Nate's sword, Terminus is enchanted and seems to be almost weightless to him but quite heavy to anyone else. Nate does not know the true power of Terminus but plans on looking into it.

Abilities:

Limitations: None



Personal History: Nate was...troubling when he was a child, from entering the forest at a young age with a wooden sword acting like an adventurer to writing on the walls of the Palace he wasn't the son the King expected. When Nate was still a child he would constantly cause trouble. A few times he escaped into the forest and got lost. It wasn't until he didn't show up for lunch that they realized he went missing, the King only alerted a select few of what happened to his son and suggested where he could have been. They searched all over the dark forest and couldn't find him and as the sun set he called off the search saying it was far too dangerous to waste some of his best soldiers as the King feared the worst. During Dinner Nate walked in with a little dirt on his forehead and his wooden sword in hand, everyone was surprised to see him alive and he was flooded with questions, he only answered with one thing. "A women saved me from a big scary wolf!" With that he was immediately taken for a bath and treated to his small scratches.

As he grew his need to explore and be free grew another example of this was when he was on a visit with his brother to his grandmother in the country, their grandma stood over a hearth, kneading dough. Nate clung to the door looking at all the fields and his brother was sitting by the window out over the lake where the grandma lived, sipping some lukewarm, overly sweetened coffee. Nate couldn't stand just sitting here so he ran off completely ignoring his brother and his grandmother. He ran through the fields blanketed with flowers until he made it to a crystal clear lake and across from the crystal clear lake was a forest, of course he demands to swim in the lake to get to the forests past the lake, he can't just do the simple thing and visit the forests all around him. He jumped into the lake, not bothering to test the temperature, disregard the sun was out and it was a humid day the water was freezing cold. He completely froze up due to shock and stopped attempting to swim, he floated under the water and began to drown. As he sucked in a huge gulp of water realization with a shot of adrenaline kicked in and he made his way to the surface of the water gasping for air. When he made it to the surface he swam to the nearest land, when he reached the land he pulled himself up with the little power he had. He laid on his knees grabbing his stomach throwing up water. Soon after he rolled over on his back and slept in the sun.



Theme Song: Haven't Found One Yet

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So begins...

Seichiro Rutherford(Aviditas)'s Story

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Ace Evander(Aviditas)


Ace was already awake and on his way to the Krux Headquarters. He decided to take the scenic route, that is if anything could be scenic in the underworld. The route Ace took had more prostitutes but less Murder, slavery, and worst of it all child sex slaves. He hated Child Sex Slaves, if he could get away with it he would slaughter every person that forced a child to have sex for money. As he started walking looked up at the dark red sky, it's as if the sky was blended with blood to create a beautiful Permanent Hazy Sunset. Prostitutes looked at Ace as he wore his suit. He didn't look back but something caught the corner of his eye. Behind one prostitutes' legs was a small little girl, only about eight. He stopped and walked over to her mother. He handed her some money and left. "That wasn't for you, that was for her...that be enough to start moving out of these slums. Oh and if I will be coming back..." He smiled at the young girl and continued along his path.

He made it to a cafe, the scent of blood and other spices mixing in the air made a beautiful smell. All the seats were full and he was the only one actually standing. He has been to this cafe before, it was always full. Today a blonde male about 4'8" was working. "I would like The Green Tea Chai Latte Oh by the way Please no blood I don't want my coworkers to murder me over a simple drink." The man went in the back and within three minutes brought out the drink. He handed Ace the drink and Ace smiled. "Why thank you, I'm quite in a rush so I will come back and pay you later." He simply walked out knowing no one could stop him even if they wanted to.

He looked up, this time not at the sky but at the buildings, he noticed the Krux building tower out all of the others. He took an alleyway that eventually led to the Krux building. He walked into the main lobby and he stuck his tongue out to the women at the counter, it wasn't an insult it was his way of checking in. "Ah Ace the others are waiting for you, Swain has yet to come but don't worry he will arrive." she smiled and pointed to the elevator. Ace nodded and walked inside, he was pretty sure he knew which floor it was. He pressed the button and elevator music played, surprisingly it was Jazz. Swain probably doesn't know about this. Ace snickered as the elevator doors opened. He could make out the others in the room ahead. He continued walking and looked at everyone else. He sat down on the leather couch opposite of Nyx. He stayed quiet for awhile and sipped his tea. He finally spoke. "Anyone know when Swain is coming?"

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#, as written by Renmiri
Feng Shui (Tai Shan)

Like any other partially sane half-demonic human --or would it be just 'mortal'?--, it could easily be said that Feng was not, in fact, enjoying herself. What had destroyed her relatively peaceful evening of staring out the window, and pretending that the voices in her head didn't exist, had come as the form of six, no, seven words: "Swain wishes to meet with you all." Now, don't get it wrong. Swain wasn't the problem; although she wasn't exactly the most thankful for his part in inscribing four obnoxious individuals into an already occupied brain. No, Feng's worries described only the truth that she'd be stuck in a stuffy room with thirteen potentially insane Harvesters. Again, not necessarily a bad thing, but it was very difficult to make fun of any one person or even crack a joke, when half the audience would undoubtedly turn their heads and glare with faces of stone; like the embodiment of 'We are not amused. Shut up.'.

It didn't do so well to one's metabolism to be so heavily stifled, and such was the reason why these meetings kind of sucked out all the unicorns and rainbows from one's day. Which were already low in population, seeing as the lot happened to live in the underworld. Everything was scarce, especially narwhals. But what can I say? In any case, seeing as there was most probably some type of significance in this little gathering, Feng could do nothing else but plaintively sigh and heft a polearm over her shoulders; forced to listen to the sound of cows dying as she walked out her bedroom door. Which, although it sounded incredibly funny to Feng's ears, ended abruptly a few moments later; followed by the high-pitched shriek. From just that, there really wasn't a question about who and what happened; even as this Chinese lady wasn't quite near the door yet.

Although, of course, there was that distinct, ominous feeling for a certain sexually driven animal; along with that tiny inkling that she was forgetting something, neither of which garnered much attention at the moment. In any case, as Feng neared the meeting room just after Ace, her normal, easygoing mood overlooked the kid's casual features; and such was the way, with a slight smile on her face, that the only Asian child of all the Harvesters waltzed in. The first thing she noticed, of course, was that the sexual predator was currently sprawled over a cast-iron table; followed by a disgruntled Rose on a couch. Like routine, actually. Closely behind that was Frankenstein and Richard, two guys in a crowd that she honestly had absolutely no idea how she'd gotten involved in. At the sight of both, Feng finally remembered the little scheduled 'playdate' she'd promised; a decision she'd only first agreed to on an easy whim. Then, well, there was no stopping the fact that she'd have to follow through. But whatever.

Everyone else, as it was, were situated normally enough not to make too much of an impression. But shame. I'm not the last. That could've pissed off a couple uptight people. In any case, seeing as the play date duo had probably forgotten about the affair by now already, several choices presented themselves. One would be to hang around a overly morbid character, another for perhaps some delightful silence, and the last, well, who just hands themselves to Elissa? Michael, shut up. Not everyone happens to be a literal angel. Yes, she would still kill you in the most gruesome way. Voices in her head aside, there was really only one option any sane person would pick: being that of hanging out with Rose, Reial and Ace. Because, you know, intelligent silence is hard to come by; and both would most probably not mind a sarcastic comment. Because it's just that hard to resist in a meeting, yes.

Thinking that perhaps, just maybe, she'd need it for a potential assault, Feng lifted her sheathed polearm from her back and set it beside her; waving a simple hello as she set down beside Rose. One pointed glance at Elissa, then Rose, couldn't help but prompt a comment; especially as the two had an incredibly amusing love-hate relationship. Or at least that was what it looked like. "You two having fun, again? I get that it's how you show love, and I know that the table needed some too, but it really could do better. You should throw her at Richard, next." Degrading the guy was a fun past-time, as well as annoying him. Most of the reason why she did so was very plainly because he still believed in trust and loyalty, even when they happened to, you know, be in the underworld.. Actually, it does look like it's been a while since he got some..

But in any case, that was that. "Anyone know when Swain is coming?" A simple shrug was all Feng could give, waiting for another to answer. It was normal just to assume that he'd get there when all thirteen, fourteen including the twins, were assembled. Which would hopefully happen sometime very soon, since Elissa was bound to go on a rampage with or without sooner or later. Yes, Satan, that's a bad thing.

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Character Portrait: Linear Fimbulvetr(Nyx) Character Portrait: Grace and Ren Kamdin (Eyes / Blood) Character Portrait: Tian An Men (Tai Shan) Character Portrait: Lance Quinn (Reaver) Character Portrait: Arthur Leonhardt (Zehn) Character Portrait: Kowareta Tsubasa (Insanity)
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Rose Ceilmarx(Nyx)


Rose glanced over as Tai sat down. A warm smile crossed her face as her friend sat down. "Ah, Tai!"

"You two having fun, again? I get that it's how you show love, and I know that the table needed some too, but it really could do better. You should throw her at Richard, next."

Rose smirked at her snide comment. "Why don't you just run Richard through with your polearm already and call it good?" She laughed. Feng was the one person among the Harvesters that gave Rose a sense of peace in her life of chaos. They often made sarcastic jokes about the others and their surroundings as an attempt to hang onto their humanity.

"Anyone know when Swain is coming?" "Does anyone know when Swainee baby will be here?"

Hmmm. Good questions. Where WAS Swain? Rose figured he was going to show himself when all the Harvesters arrived. All of us were here except for two. Rose answered there question, "We can't complain about Swain being late when not all of us can show up on time even."

Rose returned her attention back to Feng and decided to get revenge. She was about to throw a clever retort about Feng and her playdates with Franken when Charlotte recovered and had locked onto Feng. This set Rose over the edge. Swiftly pulling her scythe from off her back, she set the weapon on fire and put it in between Feng and Charlotte.

"Don't make me tell you to behave again, Charlotte." Rose stared her down, daring her to make a move. Although, anything she did would probably just entice Charlotte more. She glanced over at Havok for help. He was probably the strongest among us and he wasn't even a Harvester. Perhaps that's why Swain appointed him as his right hand man.

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((Sorry Haze, but I must borrow Havok. Oh and your partner assignments are listed in the OOC.))

Rose Ceilmarz(Nyx) and Swain


Rose protested and pleaded with Feng to rethink her actions as she shoved her scythe away. "Tai! You can't be serious... Don't give into Charlotte's demands! You underestimate her! You have no idea the kinds of things... she'll DO to you..." She shivered as she recalled an obviously disturbing memory. She was about to let loose another stream of protests when she noticed how restless everyone was getting. Having all thirteen, including both twins, Harvesters in one room was probably not a wise decision.

Luckily, it seemed as if everyone wouldn't have to wait for much longer. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched as Gullies did a silent headcount and followed it with a satisfied nod. No one else seemed to notice as he walked over to the large red wall and lean against it. Rose couldn't quite make out what he did exactly, but whatever he did, the wall began to pull apart to unveil a large dark hallway. Everyone silenced their mindless chatter to stare at the new hallway.

Havok motioned with his head for everyone to follow him. Rose stood their for a moment just staring at the hallway then proceded to be the first one to enter. The hallway was long and twisted and seemed to go on forever. Perhaps it did. It finally came to abrupt halt to a door. Gullies opened the door and revealed a large room with a meeting table in the center. It had a total of sixteen chairs around the table and each gothic-style chair had a numeral marked on the back. Except for two. One of which Gullies took beside.... a taken chair. There, at the very end of the table, was him. Swain. He gave off every vibe as being a very important and a very shrewd business man. Although, he didn't seem very old. Only in his thirties, if that. He had long white hair that ended at his shoulder and was very tall. Even when seated. He was adorned in a pure white suit with gold trimmings. Very flamboyent and gaudy. There was also one more detail that caused Rose to frown when she laid eyes on him. He was wearing a carnival mask that covered only the upper portion of his face.

For five long years, they hadn't even heard a direct word from him and even now he wouldn't show his face to them? The more she thought about it, the more it caused her to frown. Even so, she still took her seat towards the middle of the table. The chair labled, "VII." Rose propped her head up with one arm while the other drummed her slender fingers against the mahogany table. As the first one to sit down, Swain turned to smile at her beneath his shrowd of mystery. She gave him a half smile and then proceded to frown again at her thoughts.

As soon as everyone proceded to sit in their assigned seats, Swain stood up and cleared his voice. Just as Rose thought, he was a very tall man and towered over the table.

"Good evening to all of you. As all of you know, my name is Swain." He said as an almost purr. His voice sent shivers down Rose's spines. His voice was beautiful and hypnotic, but was completely unhuman. His voice wasn't like anything she'd ever heard before.

"Now, first of all, I'm sure you're all wondering why I'm wearing this mask... As much as I'd love to share my identity with you all, I cannot at this point in time. Why? Because we've been infiltrated." Rose's eyebrows raised at the comment. Infiltrated? How is that possible?

"You fourteen, including Gullies, are the last people I can trust. However, before I can get into that matter, I'd like to show you some things first."

He gestured towards the wall behind him as a screen lit up. On the screen were a couple charts. The title was, "Krux's Monthly Profit Compared To Rival Companies." On the very top of the chart was Krux highlighted in red. On the bottom, were a whole rainbow of lines that weren't even close to Krux. However, as you looked thorough the months, you'll notice in the last year one dark blue line that dramatically sky-rocketed up the chart right below Krux. During a couple months, the line was even above Krux's.

Rose was fairly certain she was voicing everyone's opinions when she said, "Well so? Every company has to deal with competition. No big deal."

"Ah, yes, as right as you are, Nyx, it wouldn't be any concern of the Harvesters.... if an incident hadn't occured yesterday. It was quickly covered up, so no one would learn of it. Now, I'd like you to pay very close attention to the next picture..."

A new picture appeared on the screen and Rose raised her eyebrows. Now, a normal person would probably either pass out, vomit, or scream, but the Harvesters were quite used to this kind of thing. Even so, it did mildly surprise Rose.

On the screen was a brutal homocide of a woman. Not just any woman either. She was known as Swain's secretary, Nira. Rose often saw her running about the building taking care of things that needed to be done. She was a thin lady with sleak blonde hair. She reminded Rose of a fox. Now, she lay on the ground maliciously ripped and torn to pieces. She was barely recognizable. The only thing left in tact was her head with a look of pure horror etched into her face. The rest of her body was scattered about. Some of her organs were cruelly sown back together in unnatural positions. However, the detail that really left an impression was the message. Written beside the gory mess was a short sentence typed out in..... bones. Nira's bones specifically. It said, "STEP DOWN." Rose was sure to take in one more insignificant detail before Swain took the picture down. A medium-sized black feather lying next to Nira's head.

"So, as you all can see, we have reason to believe this rival company was the one who organized this distasteful show of aggression. However, we have no clue what this organization's name even is. Out in the market, they're simply known as Company X. Because of all this secrecy, it's very difficult to track them. We do believe that there's evidence somewhere. In fact, we believe that a few of their followers are still hanging around in the building. Which leads me to give you your first assignment as full-fledged Harvesters. Investigate any evidence, destroy the spies, and bring your findings. Also one more thing, absolutely NO killing of any other individuals other than the spies. If you kill an innocent, you will severely punished."

Swain put an emphasis on 'severely punished', which sent yet another chill down Rose's spine. This man was extremely powerful. You could feel it coming off of him in waves.

"Final note. I'm assigning you into pairs. None of you are to go without your partners." He waved his arm and a stack of black letters flew out. One landing in front of each person.

"Each has your partner along with the sector you will be investigating. Good luck to you all." With that, the meeting was over and we were free to go. As she strolled out, she carefully opened the letter. She nearly screamed when she saw who her partner was. This can't be..... how can I be stuck with HIM! she ranted in her head. She crumbled the letter in her hand and collapsed on the waiting room couch while hitting her head against a sofa cushion.

The letter simply stated Zehn as her partner, that they were to investigate Nira's room, and that they believed there were seven spies in total in the building somewhere. However, Rose couldn't get over the fact she was paired with a man...

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Richard Istophon (Zehn)


Richard was observing the ever entertaining Frankie. It wasn't overly surprising that the boy... erm man would be hopping around like a crazed bunny on steroids. The only odd thing that, even after years of witnessing, even remotely creeped Richard out was the man's manic one sided conversations. "Frankie... I, forget it..." Richard figured that Frankenstein wasn't listening, like always. Richard also assumed that Frankenstein was probably the furthest gone of all the Harvesters, except maybe Elissa, but she was just a sex crazed love muffin. Either way, Richard was usually the man stuck babysitting Frankenstein, which wasn't all too bad, but it ended up being a pain in the ass moreover. He could remember one time when the two went out and Frankie had his first taste of blood in days... He essentially became a whole different person, rampaging like a rabid tasmanian devil. It literally took Richard's full strength just to restrain him and calming him was a whole different story.

As Richard returned to the situation at hand, Frankenstein appeared to be talking to him. "Hm?" He realized that Frankenstein was talking about fighting... again. "No Frankie. We will not fight, at least not now..." He listened as Frankenstein continued to ramble about his usual habit of playing doctor with anyone he could find. "You will NOT be playing doctor, now sit patiently and wait for the meeting to begin." As soon as the words left his mouth Richard knew Frankenstein would 1. whine like a four year old that's fallen on the ground and 2. begin rambling again claiming that Richard was stupid and such. Thankfully Havok had opened a a passageway leading through a dark hall where the meeting was presumably held. 'Saved by the Bell.'

Richard made sure to be the tenth person to enter the hall and the tenth person to sit, like always. His little incident in the waiting room was terrible but it seemed that nobody noticed his folly. He sat with the lovely X branded on the backrest. "Ah thy lovely ten." Richard cracked a smile of pure elation at his success, proceeding to lean on his elbows that rested on the tabletop. He looked down at Swain noticing the tacky mask covering the upper half of his face. "Not revealing your identity, huh..." He spoke quietly as the remaining Harvesters fumbled around, sitting in their seats. He watched the excruciatingly boring presentation on the large screen, seemingly not amused. 'Why is this so pointless.' He listened as Rose commented, "Ah, good point Mistress Obvious." He listened in further, trying to appear interested, but then... a new picture was shown. Richard knew the face, he knew the women... His eyes widened, heart cracked and brain went blank. "NIRA!" He couldn't restrain himself, he immediately drew his sword slamming it on the table while arising from his previous posture. "SWAIN! WHO DID THIS?!?!?!" Richard was not only floored, but enraged, depressed and more importantly... losing his self control. He attempted to regain his composure but couldn't take the sight of the women he actual gave a damn about, dead... gruesomely tortured, mutilated. "I sincerely apologize... I, uh, lost my cool for a moment..." Richard returned to his seat as Swain distributed the black envelopes. He almost felt as though it wouldn't matter who he was paired with, they wouldn't understand his personal connection to the case. Either way, he opened the envelope to read the name of his partner and there location of investigation... 'Nyx and Nira's room.' The room he visited many times in his leisure.