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Alexander Lockwood

"Diamonds are beautiful, don't you agree?"

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a character in “Project Zero: Freedom”, as played by 0neTailedf0x

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Name: "People talk when afraid, and doctors are people too." Alexander Lockwood, he scared a doctor into giving him information. He knew his childhood, but he forgot his name and he had to force a researcher to tell Alex his name.

Nickname: "Don't be too formal, just call me Alex." He doesn't really care what you call him, but calling him Alex saves time.

Familiar's Name: "Secret." Alexander doesn't have a familiar due to him being an Aurora. He doesn't necessarily want a familiar, since he doesn't know what having one is like. He does however have a 'bond' with the diamond necklace that he was given, since it keeps him alive and it was given to him by his sister. He can hear a special melody from stars and gemstones. He will not listen to you if he can hear a melody, unless you're his sister or someone he deeply cares about.

Age: "Isn't it an unwritten rule to not ask of someone's age?" Eighteen years old

Gender: "I'm guessing you are legally blind?" Male

Familiar's Gender: "Male." If he had a familiar, then it would most likely be male, but then again everything about Aurora's is unpredictable. He lies and says that his familiar is male, but he only lies to those he doesn't trust.

Role: "Escaped, but I wasn't always in the lab. I was abducted as a child, so I only know what I was like up till age ten." Mutant, Escapee two.

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Mutation | Abilities: "Secrets are to be kept, and I'm pretty sure V and Boo wont tell you, so don't ask her." He is an Aurora, but his powers are not physical. He stayed alive at the institute, due to his being the friend of an important subject and him being a rare type of mutant. He is powerful, but he managed to keep his power hidden from the doctors and he wasn't singled out or suspected of being powerful. They didn't give him an injection, due to it being too risky and they couldn't risk losing a valuable subject. His power is simply to have control over a person's mind, unless their will is powerful enough to not be affected by Alex. He doesn't read minds, since he can't do that. Instead, he looks at the reactions people have to his questions and a person's body language. He can cause people to experience illusion that affect all senses, but he has to look them in the eye and if they don't have eyes then he wont be able to due much. He can control weak-willed people and create a hive-like system controlled by him, since weak-willed people are easily influenced. He is powerful, due to the way he uses his power. He can fake having another power, but he uses his powers and intelligence to fight. The more gemstones he is surround by, the stronger his powers are. He can use telepathy, but this power is minor and is only used for communication.

Weaknesses: "Do you want my weaknesses written down for you?" He doesn't tell just anyone his weaknesses, except for Vera and his sister. His weaknesses are that he can have the crap beaten out of him, being separated from gemstones, rubies, having too many people controlled, and his friends. If you have his friends held hostage, then you have control over Alex.

Description: "Doubt I'm good looking." He is tall and he has a lean muscular body, but his muscles are not bulging and you wouldn't be able to see them unless you saw him without his shirt on. He has dark eyes and black hair, his hair is fair lengthened. He doesn't bother combing it, since it has become a habit to not brush his hair due to him being in a laboratory for a lot of his life. He usually appears to take on many forms by using his power of illusions, but all his forms will have a scar resembling a diamond on his right hand.
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Personality: "I have Dissociative Identity Disorder, schizophrenia, and other mental deceases." Alex is calm and timid teenager that loves drawing and playing piano. He can be that or he can be a cold and heartless teen who would break your bones without thinking once about doing that, unless Vera or his sister don't want him to. Don't cause him to get mad or you'll see the not so timid side of him. Will usually stay around his sister or Vera, since they haven't ever brought out his heartless side. And since they shared the same experiences with him. He only talks to Vera, his sister, or his friends, but anyone else will have to talk to him in sign language or let him use telepathy. He is a genius and a great tactician, so his can use his power efficiently. He usually tries being stealthy, but he may occasionally try being more offensive in his attacking strategy. He will not lead anything, since he does not like the idea of being responsible for people and he does not mind Vera being the leader. He enjoys sleeping quite a bit and will try to sleep any time he can. He used to sleep all the time due to him not getting very much sleep in the laboratory, but now he does it out of habit. He has schizophrenia, so he occasionally sees things that are not there and he will occasionally start bawling out of nowhere. He wont cry in front of his sister and he'll be more composed, since he tries looking out for his sister as much as he can. He blames himself for them both being brought into the laboratory, since he was the one who caused the plane crash that landed them in the laboratory. He calls his sister Boo, for no apparent reason. He is most comfortable talking to his sister, than he is talking to other people. He doesn't fear death, but he doesn't want to die without being sure the people he cares about are safe. He tries to keep the fact that he is an Aurora a secret, so he has only told Vera and his sister.

Familiar Personality: "Like I said secrets." N/A

Likes: Notebooks, art, music, piano, sleeping, and having friends.

Dislikes: "Needles, freaking terrifying." He dislikes needles, sleeping little, and being forced to speak.

Fears: "I doubt it would be smart for me to reveal this to you." Alex is afraid of losing his sister, losing Vera, dying without doing anything significant, laboratories, needles, and surgical equipment.

History: Alex was from a rich family, although his parents never accepted him, because he never seemed to be in the same world as them. They wanted to discipline him, but the more they tried the farther into his mind he secluded himself. Eventually he became a child that didn't seem to understand the way society worked. He loved his sister and only let her know what he was thinking, since she loved him unconditionally. He was born an Aurora, but his power was more of a curse as a child and he was labeled a monster. He was put into the laboratory after his parents died in a plane crash, since a researcher was around the area at the time of the crash. The police at the scene of the crime decided to see how the plane was destroyed, what they found was that the pilot had cut his eyes out and the co-pilot did the same as the pilot. Alex was the only survivor that wasn't insane, besides his sister of course. They tried to figure out what made him and his sister not go insane, the police sent ambulances to pick him and his sister up, but along the way there his ride disappeared. His driver worked for the laboratory and he was informed of what he needed to do. He and his sister arrived at the laboratory, but he did not know if his sister was alive or dead. He desperately tried to find her, but he couldn't leave the laboratory. They stuck needles in him trying to see what allowed him to survive the crash, and they found out that he was an Aurora. What they didn't know was that he was the one who caused the crash, he finally snapped on the plane and caused the people on the plane to see terrifying things. At the laboratory he was a well-behaved test subject when he found his sister alive and the doctors thought he was beginning to accept his fate, but one doctor couldn't shake the feeling Alex wasn't being well-behaved without a reason. Alex used simple illusions to communicate with his sister whenever he could, so they still managed to keep in touch. The researchers tried painful experiments that lead to Alex being scarred more then he already was physically and mentally, and he eventually he snapped and made the doctor into an insane babbling fool that couldn't even look at his shadow without attacking it. That's when the really painful experiments happened. They tried replicating his powers to no avail, since every replication attempt resulted in a person that would try to commit suicide or gauge their eyes out, instead of face the pain that comes with having Alex's power. Alex was determined to protect his sister, even if he died doing it.

So begins...

Alexander Lockwood's Story

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Vera had heard somewhere that it's not the fire that kills the person. It's the smoke.

Now, she had no doubt in her mind that that was true. She was on her hands and knees. Smoke filled the air around her, blocking out any light, filling every possible space, choking her lungs of fresh air, killing any meager bit of hope. Killing her.

She had caused this. She had started this raging inferno. She had to get out alive. If she didn't, all her hard work would have been in vain. She'd never see the sky. Never taste that sweet sunshine on her skin, never breath fresh air.

But this damned smoke was getting in the way of all that. Getting in the way of everything. Her eyes stung and watered everytime she tried to open them, her throat burned and itched everytime she tried to take a breath, and even her ears were useless, as the explosions had deafened her.

She'd planned this down to the smallest detail. This escape plan had seemed so fool-proof. She'd set off a series of chemical explosions when the scientist had taken her from her cell and into the lab room. She hadn't even had time to blink before Vera had attacked her chemicals.

But what she hadn't seen coming was that the bitch would slip out the door and lock it behind her, trapping her in the blazing room. Where no one would find her. The others had all been scheduled for various activities at the same time, and had distinct orders to bolt as soon as they heard the first explosions. To get out of the building before the final explosion. The one that would blow her to pieces if she didn't figure out how to get out of the room.

Suddenly, a hand was on her back, and another pushed her head down, out of the smoke into a small pocket of slightly fresher air below. She coughed and sputtered, trying to breathe it in like it would disappear at any minute. The air was still smoke filled, but it tasted so much better than the pure breaths of smoke she'd been breathing. She turned her head to see who had her. It was Alex, and she realized now that her legs and arms were moving. He was leading her towards something in the wall of smoke. A bright light. It seemed so close, and yet so distant at the same time.

Suddenly, they reached the light, and she turned to Alex to smile, only he was no longer there. She'd lost him in the smoke. Something moved in the light, and she stood slowly, stepping into it, expecting to come through to the outside.

But instead the dream shifted drastically. She was no longer at the Institute. She was trapped in a glass box, watching helplessly as everyone she loved was beaten and forced into dog crates. A man with a cruel smile came over. He had Boo by the hair. Boo. No. "You lead them to this." He sneered as he raised a gun to Boo's head.


Vera sat up with a start, shaking from head to toe. Her heart pounded so furiously in her chest, she was afraid it would break through. She glanced around, trying to grasp reality, allowing the fear of the dream to slowly seep away. She was in the forest. Nobody was in cages. They were safe. Well... Not safe. But as safe as a band of rebel mutants could be. The labs were still hunting them, but, for the moment, everything seemed to be in order.

She glanced upwards. Towards the sky. Dark still. Figured. Vera never slept more than a few hours at a time. Just an instinct, she supposed. With a sigh, she rolled to her hands and knees and stood carefully and quietly, not wanting to wake anyone. Today was a big day and everyone would need their sleep. The Revolution Vera's group had run into was performing a raid on an Institute today, and, unfortunately, the one condition their leader had given her and her escapee's was that they had to participate in any movement, or raid they organized. She didn't like the rule. It put her group, people she'd grown up with, and people she'd practically raised, people whose lives were in her hands, in danger. However, many of her group did not know how to survive on the outside on their own, and the Revolution did. Vera hated to admit it, but they needed their help.

She glanced over the others. Her group tended to stay close together, as did the other group. There was a serious trust issue between the two groups, as well as their leaders. Vera and Aindreas. She'd never asked to be leader. She didn't even really want to be. They kind of just nominated her as their leader, and she'd had no choice but to accept. Aindreas seemed like a good leader. Much surer of his position than Vera was, but that did not mean she trusted him in the least bit. And that did not mean she was going to hand over her role to him, handing the lives of everyone she loved into his hands. She respected what he did for the mutants but that was about it.

Carefully, Vera stepped over sleeping bodies until she reached the perimeter of their camp where one of the only other conscious souls sat, staring up at the sky. Aindreas's kind-of-creepy little sister. She usually kept watch for several reasons. One, she seemed to genuinely enjoy the night. Two, she woke up screaming, almost every time she tried to sleep at night, practically advertising their location to anyone with ears. And finally, Aindreas wouldn't allow her to participate in the raids. Which really pissed her off. Sure she was his sister, and sure, she probably wouldn't be much use anyway, but her life was no more valuable than the lives of the others.

Vera was careful not to touch her as she sat on the rock next to her. "Go lay down or something. You might not sleep well, but you should at least rest. I've got watch." As if to finalize her point, that she wasn't moving, Miatta, her fox Familiar, curled up on Vera's feet and looked up at the girl, golden eyes blinking slowly.

Once the girl had walked off, Vera leaned back on her arms and looked up at the sky. The raid later on made her a little nervous. Not for herself, but for the others. There was so much pressure on her shoulders to make sure they came out of it okay. To make sure they achieved their goal and saved the mutants at the Institute. To make sure she didn't lose anyone. She glanced over towards Boo and Alex. As soon as Boo woke, she'd have a talk with her. She'd make her stay back from the raid. She didn't care what Aindreas said, if he was allowed to keep people back, so was she. Plus anyway, someone had to watch the camp.




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Adalind sat on the cool grey rock at the edge of camp, looking up at the star-filled sky, eyes closed. Her pale skin glowed harshly in the moonlight, but the light of the stars falling on it felt like velvet. The softest of touches. Songs drifted towards her through the night. Songs inaudible to anyone but her or another Aurora. The diamond around her neck sang her a low, slow, sorrowful song, while the diamonds of the sky, the stars, sang her a sweet, romantic, lullaby, the two songs mixing, blending, weaving in and out of each other, in the most beautiful way.

However, her attention was split. To anyone just looking at her, they would see her sitting there and assume that she was simply stargazing. Maybe even dozing off a bit as she did so. However, despite the fact that her wide black eyes were turned up to the sky, and music floated through her mind, she was actually extremely attentive to her surroundings.

A pin falling would cause her to jump. Her ears were focusing on every sound of the forest around her, sounds of animals, the sound of the gentle breeze rustling leaves, even the sound of the beach waves quite a ways away, listening for any abnormalities. Anything out-of-place. Her skin prickled as the breeze coming off the ocean tickled it, making her hairs stand on end. As if she could simply sense the presence of something unnatural.

However, she did not sense Vera coming up behind her. The Sly had a way of moving eerily silently. As if she never disturbed anything but the air around her.

Ada opened her wide black eyes and watched as Vera carefully avoided touching her when she moved around to sit next to her. It wasn't uncommon that people shied away from Adalind. For one thing, Aindreas was extremely protective of her, so people stayed away for fear of setting off his temper. For another, she was generally silent and observant, sending off a somewhat unapproachable vibe to people around her. But Vera wasn't ducking away for either of these reasons. Vera was trying not to make skin-on-skin contact with Adalind because she knew what she could do. The third reason people generally stayed away from her were her powers. People didn't like the idea of someone, a complete stranger, being privy to their deepest secrets and most repressed memories. They didn't like being around someone who could drive you insane or cause you pain if you merely said the wrong thing. Not that she would ever do that, people just tended to be cautious.

She smiled gently at Vera and didn't make any move to touch her. If the girl was uncomfortable with Addie knowing her business, that was perfectly normal, and she wasn't about to make her reveal anything she didn't want to. Silently, she wondered if the girl was here to keep her company, she rather liked company. She didn't get it often.

"Go lay down or something. You might not sleep well, but you should at least rest. I've got watch." The Sly whispered and Ada tried to keep her smile from drooping as she sighed, nodded, and stood, picking her way back across the sleeping mutants towards her brother.

When she reached him, she lay gently next to him, careful not to make too much noise, and stared up at the stars. She wouldn't be going to sleep until she saw the sun. Nightmares never left her alone in the dark, and she loved the stars too much to sleep while they were out anyway. However, a little rest would be nice.She turned her head, watching her brother's face briefly before turning back to the sky again.



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Boo fell asleep unwillingly that night, as always she had refused to fall asleep because of the nightmares that plagued her when her eyes closed but Vera and Alex demanded that she actually got a couple hours of sleep at least. So she found a corner away from everyone besides Alex and Vera, Sombra laid beside her to keep her warm and because she hadnt slept at all the last couple nights she fell asleep quickly but her dreams were not pleasant.

Boo was in a cage, the room was dark, she felt alone. Then there was screaming, she put her hands to her ears as she tried to block out the sounds. The lights went on and in front of the cage there was Vera and Alex, but they werent moving and there was blood, alot of blood. A ear piercing scream escaped her throat and then hunters grabbed her from the cage "Now you know what happens when you escapenfrom us". Her dreamed then changed to a pile of dead mutants, some she new some she didnt. She was then placed on a table and a man with a knife hovered over her "we are here to help you".

She woke up with a scream, her skin was drenched with sweat "Vera! Alex!" she whimpered, Sombra growled and nudged her a bit. She stood up shaking as she looked to see Alex's sleeping form but didnt see Vera which made her worry. "Vera" she whimpered as she looked around the camp, she finally found the older girl. Sombra followed Boo as she made her way over to Vera and sat down, she knew Vera peobably heard her scream, "I don't understand why Alex and you make me sleep ir does no use" she said in a very quiet tone, she was always a soft speaker when/if she talked. Sombra laid down near her and pushed at her hand a bit with her nose then sprawled out a bit. "Did you have a dream too?"





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That night Andy didn't lay down till all the mutants were sleeping or at least resting, he was still kinda weary of the escapee mutants that found them. The only reason he agreed to let them stay was because it will help them with the raid and maybe he could finally find Amelia. If only it was that easy, his mind wandered to his sisters before he fell asleep laying on his back. He wasnt wearing a shirt and was only wearing a pair of khaki shorts, his arms rested under his head.

A scream awoke him from his sleep and he sat up and quickly looked around, he then saw Ada laying beside him looking up to the sky. He opened up his senses to try to sense if their was any danger around bur he felt nothing. "Someone must of had a nightmare" he quietly said to Ada but decided to take a look around just in case "Ill be right back."

Andy stood up and walked around the camp, he saw that most of the mutants were either resting or sleeping. He did notice Vera and the girl that Vera called Boo but others called Raven. He wasnt sure what to make of the young stripe, she seemed very...he wasnt sure what to think of the girl but he could tell that Vera and the girls brother Alex was protective of the girl. He gave them a nod then continued walking throught camp until he got back to his original place beside Ada.

He sat down and had what mpst called his thinking face on, he sat there in silence for a few until he looked down at Ada "Do you think we can trust them? The hunters are probably on their trail which will lead them right to us. I have a bad feeling about this and I really dont like that. Is it wrong of me for not wanting to truly help them?" He laid down on his back with his arms under his head as he contemplated his thoughts. "Will they actually be helpful in the raid or are they just going to make it worse for us".

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Alex was running through a house of mirrors, but he did not see anything strange in this dream. He couldn't distinguish it from reality, so he was determined to find a way to escape. He saw memories in the mirrors he passed, but the memories were distorted. He tried ignoring the memories, but they seemed too real to be fake.

The memories were around every corner and he couldn't escape the mirrors. He gave up trying to escape the place he was in and he decided to see if he could find a place without mirrors. He was tired of these disgusting mirrors and what they showed him, but he could only pass through the mirrors and not break them. The particular mirror he tried breaking was one that showed a purple tent with stains over it. He thought that it looked harmless and that it would be a good test subject, but he was completely wrong. The mirror lead to a dream that was the worst of all the dreams he had. This dreams was one he had after his parents took him to a carnival, since he was afraid of clowns as a child. His parents only brought him there to stopped being annoyed by Alex, but he didn't care. He tried putting all his force behind his punch, but he then noticed what memory this was and he tried to stop. His momentum was too much and he couldn't' stop, but he did manage to trip himself by trying to stop. He expected his head to start bleeding as soon as it hit the reflective surface of the mirror, but the mirror rippled and he passed through it. He landed on the ground with a thud and he felt the coldness of the ground. He could feel in his dreams, since he made the dreams seem more real by using his power to allow his senses to be tricked into thinking his dreams were reality. He was on his knees and he was using his hands to support himself, since he had felt the momentum of his fall and he was a bit dizzy. The reality of his dream finally struck him and he wanted to know if he was still afraid of simple carnivals.

He was slightly afraid, but he was more curious than afraid. He looked up and saw lights and he heard music playing in the background. The music was somewhat unsettling, but he tried to ignore it as much as he could. He saw a man in a lab coat, so he tried to punch the researcher. His punch never landed, since the researcher became a colorless mist as soon as Alex tried to punch the researcher. He then noticed that the only thing he had seen was lights and a researcher, so he tried rubbing his eyes and perhaps having a better view. It worked, but he wished that he hadn't done that. He could now see why the music was playing. He was in the carnival he came to as a kid, but this carnival was an image of what Alex saw the carnival to be as a child. He hated this place, since he now knew that his parents only brought him here to get him to stop bothering them about being taken somewhere. He saw the outline of a plane, but it was darkened and there were flames dancing around it. He ran away from the plane and he ended up inside of a tent. It was dark, but he somehow made it to a ring inside the tent. The lights then turned on and figures were seen in the seats available, but he could only see darkened figures and not distinct people. They all seemed to be smiling a smile without teeth, but Alex didn't notice that and he instead noticed that they were all staring at him intently.

He was in a cage and the ringmaster finally showed herself, but Alex was surprised to see that the ringmaster was Vera. He tried calling out to her, but he couldn't make any noise. He then saw his sister, but she was wearing a lion tamer's costume. He tried calling out to her, but he couldn't contact her, either. "It's your fault I was sent here." She said this, but Alex was stunned and he wondered how she could say such a cold thing. He thought that he had just lost the two people he cared about. He had no idea what to do, since he was prepared for every situation besides this. He instinctively grabbed for his diamond necklace, but it wasn't there. He then noticed that he had no jewels on him. He remembered that an Aurora couldn't survive without jewels and that he was simply dreaming. He closed his eyes, since he didn't want to see the rest of the dream. He counted to three, since he was trying to not wake up screaming or crying.

He didn't bother anyone with his dreams, since it could very well get him killed if someone knew his weaknesses. He occasionally told Vera and Boo about his dreams, but he didn't tell them about the ones that included them. He opened his eyes and awoke in a forest, but he didn't see his sister or Vera. He was prepared to participate in any raid, if it meant being alive and able to protect his close friends. The sky was dark, but he didn't care. He was happy that the terrible dream ended, since he had no idea what to do during the dream. He would go on any raid that the escapees or the other group were in, since he would be able to do something with his life and not die useless. He walked towards the edge of the camp and saw the beauty of the sky. The sky was captivating and he enjoyed listening to the stars' songs, since he could barely hear the stars sing when he was in the institute. He could try to replicate the songs the stars sang, but the songs he made were never the same as the ones made by the stars. He wasn't afraid of anyone seeing into his memories or thoughts, since most people were terrified of him after seeing what a mess his thoughts and memories were.

He laid his body down on the soft floor, since he wanted to be able to see the stars. He made a copy of the Aurora Borealis dance along with the music the stars were making, since it would look quite beautiful. He kept this up for a couple of minutes, but he then stopped and left the stars to sing on their own. He was simply waiting for someone to address him. He hoped one of the Revolution's mutants would address him, since he needed to speak with one of the mutants in the Revolution and talk about the lack of trust between the groups. Lack of trust could get them killed and he didn't want to die on his first raid, and he didn't want any of the escapees or Revolution members to die. He was not a hero, but he could try to be if no one else wanted to be. He was good at listening to the problems of others, but he didn't feel it necessary to bother others with his problems. Noise barely came out of his mouth, since he could simply use telepathy or sign language to communicate and he didn't think it would be helpful to announce his presence to those who could hear . The word Aurora was an ironic description of the type of mutant he was, since Aurora was the latin word for the goddess of dawn in Roman myths and the songs of the stars usually ended when dawn came.

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Character Portrait: Shade Character Portrait: Adalind Shade Character Portrait: Vivianna "Emerald" Giovanni Character Portrait: Mackenzie Theissan Character Portrait: Aindreas Shade Character Portrait: Damíen Lunes Character Portrait: Alexander Lockwood Character Portrait: Persephone
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The night was closing in on dawn when Vivianna woke up. She could tell because while the sun hadn't quite begun to light the sky the songs of the stars were growing fainter. Vivianna wasn't sure why but during the day light hours their songs were but a distant murmur. She often wondered if it was the same for other Aurora's but aside from Adalind she had never known any. She had a lot of questions but never asked Adalind too many at one time. Adalind was a quiet girl and Vivianna was always worried about overwhelming her with the multitude of questions she had. Aindreas was extremely protective of her which is why Vivianna sometimes treated her like porcelain, no need to anger her leader and all.

Sitting up she looked around to see that it wasn't only she who was awake at this hour. There were a few groups of two sitting together while the rest had made claim to separate spots across the camp. All around the escapee's stirred roused by nightmares if their brief look of fear indicated anything. Vivianna felt a pang in her chest at the thought of all the horrible things they must have endured, these thoughts reminded her of her sister and parents. After joining the revolution Vivianna made it a point to search the mutant records at every facility they would go to after liberating the captives. Eventually she found what she was looking for in a file named 'Project 01732', a picture was paper-clipped to the inside of her baby sister. She hadn't had time to read it so she took it with her.

Vivianna picked up her satchel and looked inside, her mothers jewelry sang songs of happiness and love and their songs seemed to get louder whenever she would look at them. Along side them were her fetish necklaces made of the bones of animals she would connect with so that she could see through their eyes. Then tucked away in a side pocket was the file. She hadn't read it, only opened it and looked at the picture of her baby sister and the big ugly red stamp that said 'Deceased'. There wasn't a reason under the stamp and Vivianna wasn't ready to read the file just yet.

She clutched the satchel to her chest briefly before looking around the camp once more. Noticing that the escapee she thought was also an Aurora was sitting by himself Vivianna wondered if she should go talk to him. Aindreas had said to be careful about them but she wasn't so sure that they were untrustworthy. They had been through so much she couldn't fathom the reason why they would turn on them, the people who have every mutants best interest at heart.

Having made her mind up Vivianna stood walking over to him and sitting down besides him. "So can you hear them during the day or are they completely quiet for you when the sun is up?"




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Mackenzie had been in a deep sleep when the sobbing of the young mutant that had wondered into their camp woke her up. The poor pathetic thing never stood a chance outside the walls of the lab. Niveus laid next to her ever observant watching the whole event play out. When the interrogation was over and the girl was put down Mackenzie sat up and watched as Persephone went to dispose of the body and the now broken familiar. Stretching she shook her head, she could feel Damien's emotion and he had no remorse over killing the child. Her leader was a cold one indeed.

Looking out to the forest she could feel it calling her name, she wanted to run and to hunt. To be wild and free then return to her pack, a real pack where they would share their meals and warmth with one another, but this is what she had. It couldn't really be called a pack or a family yet it was all she had and as much as she wanted to give in to her wild nature Mackenzie was going to stay and do her part to be a valuable member of this team.

When Persephone got back Damien, who was upset about how the little mutant child didn't have any valuable information, was tormenting Shade, their unwilling tracker. She felt bad for the girl but there wasn't anything she could do about it, though she wasn't sure she would if she could. She just couldn't disappoint the scientist, even though she knew what terrible people they were. Most of the time she could shove the feelings away but right now all she felt was sick. Niveus nudged her gently then licked her cheek trying to comfort her. Smiling Mackenzie kissed her on her nose then walked out to Damien giving Shade a light pat on the head as she walked by her and a nod to Persephone. "I don't mean to question you or your choices but it was my understanding that we were supposed to recapture the escapee's not execute them." Mackenzie said softly not looking at Damien but staring off into the direction he was looking.

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He felt quite peaceful, but he stayed alert due to the fact that the scientists might have sent hunters for the group. He knew that it was imperative that he spoke with someone from the Revolution, since it would be quite hard to be on a raid unless both groups had mutual trust. He had never had to worry about getting gems as a child, since he was surrounded by riches and he was expected to wear expensive jewelry considering he was from a prestigious family. The songs were becoming quieter by the second, but he did not know why the songs became quiet as the sun rose. He guessed that perhaps the sun had a song that he couldn't hear and that it drowned out all other songs, but he quickly got rid of this theory and decided to simply relax. He knew that he was not the only Aurora, but he felt no need to bother others with his petty questions. He was afraid of the Revolution's leader, since it would be tyrannical for the leader to expect Alex to simply agree with the leader's every thought. He knew what power could do to people, but he felt that the leaders of both groups would not succumb to the king madness that would take control of those who only craved power. He had felt a bit of fear earlier, but the fear quickly dissipated into nothing.

He had been poked with needles and had other less than pleasurable things done to his body, but he tried to stay strong and not project weakness to his enemies. He could hide from people whenever he wanted to, but he wasn't able to simply run away from the group due to him having too many friends to leave behind. Alex was not quiet, but he barely talked around those he didn't feel were his close friends. He could simply calm someone and make them forget all their problems, but that would halt a person's advancement as a person and he didn't feel the need to do that unless someone was seriously in pain. He felt no remorse for killing his parents, but he did feel remorse for being the reason that his sister was admitted into the scientists' grasp. He could have escaped the scientists a long time ago, but he would have only been able to escape on his own and he wasn't prepared to leave his sister or Vera in the institute to face all of it's twisted experiments. He had tried taking out his rage on the scientists, but it only made him feel as if he was as bad as they were and he regretted doing that. He was not going to become the same type of monsters scientists were, since diamonds were supposed to be pure when they were worth the most. He wondered what type of dreams the other mutants had, but he wasn't rude enough to ask them. He would only talk to someone about their dreams if they approached him about it, since he didn't like prying.

He had his necklace hidden under his shirt, since he could easily pass off as a human if he managed to be able to hide the fact that he was an Aurora. The stars sung beautiful songs, but they were also good listeners and he usually told the stars of his problems. It felt good to be able to tell something what you are thinking, but he wasn't able to talk to the stars when he was in the laboratory. He couldn't hear the stars when he was in the laboratory, but he knew about the stars due to him listening to the stars when he was a child. He was less down to earth as a child and he wondered how he could be so innocent as a child, but he decided not to pursue these types of thoughts.

He knew that some of the Revolution's members didn't trust the escapees, but he also knew that the escapees' lives were in the hands of the Revolution's members. He didn't feel angry towards the members of the Revolution, since he would probably be paranoid if he was in their place. He had no right to judge them, but he could try to answer any questions they would have about him or his friends. He thought it a bit ironic that people who wanted to stop imprisonment of mutants, didn't trust those who they were trying to save.

Someone walked towards him and sat beside him. He was quickly brought out of his thoughts. "So can you hear them during the day or are they quiet for you when the sun is up?" She was the one who brought him out of his thoughts. He guessed that she could hear the songs as well. "They seem to be quieter when the sun comes up, but I have no idea if it is me who doesn't hear them or if they simply stop singing. This whole mutant and humans thing isn't very surprising. This is simply another form of segregation and it will probably be forgotten over time by our descendants, but we can not blame people for not accepting mutants. It would be like telling someone the sun is blue, then letting them see the actual color of the sun. I'm sorry for babbling, but I am simply thinking." He decided to stop babbling and to introduce himself, since it would be hard for her to address him without knowing his name. " My name is Alexander, but you can simply call me Alex. I will not ask for your name, since I don't like prying. I'll answer any questions you have about me or the group I'm with. If you want to ask about my history or dreams, then I will answer those questions the best that I can." He was staring at the sky, but he would stop as soon as the sun came out. He didn't want to burn his eyes by staring at the sun, since he wasn't stupid enough to become blind. Being blind would make him a hindrance to his group and he wouldn't be able to protect his friends. He strangely felt calm, but this was only due to the soothing songs of the stars.

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"They seem to be quieter when the sun comes up, but I have no idea if it is me who doesn't hear them or if they simply stop singing. This whole mutant and humans thing isn't very surprising. This is simply another form of segregation and it will probably be forgotten over time by our descendants, but we can not blame people for not accepting mutants. It would be like telling someone the sun is blue, then letting them see the actual color of the sun. I'm sorry for babbling, but I am simply thinking." Vivianna smiled as the boy began talking and he seemed to have quite a bit to say. " My name is Alexander, but you can simply call me Alex. I will not ask for your name, since I don't like prying. I'll answer any questions you have about me or the group I'm with. If you want to ask about my history or dreams, then I will answer those questions the best that I can." Chuckling she tucked a vibrant strand of hair behind her ear, the large emerald ring on her hand singing with joy. He was very open and that was refreshing though she wouldn't take advantage of that."Alex you can call me Emerald, and honestly other than Aurora things I have nothing else to ask you. Don't get me wrong I am a bit curious about the lot of you, though asking a strangers dreams seems rude and too personal if you ask me. Anyways the boss man will have the final say on what's to happen."

Vivianna sat back for a moment just listening as the stars began to fade. Dawn was soon and the raid was close at hand. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the red haired escapee go to talk with Aindreas. Standing she turned to Alex and nodded in their direction. "If there was anything you wanted to say or know, now might be that best time. I'm heading over you should come too. Vivianna made her way over to them, the red head didn't want to take the little quiet one with them and to be honest she agreed with her. It's one thing that there were children in those labs and changes to begin with but forcing her to go back in seemed like it may cause some problems. That was something they couldn't afford.

Before joining in on the discussion she stopped by Adalind. She had been awake long before Vivianna and sometimes she worried about her."Hey Addy, didn't sleep well last night?" She asked rubbing a hand over her hair as she sat next to her. "You know sometimes when I can't sleep I put on one of my mother's pieces of jewelry, the songs they sing sometimes help me get to sleep. If you ever want to barrow one to see if it would help you sleep I'd be more than happy to lend it to you." Vivianna sat her bag in her lap giving Adalind a warm smile, she wasn't trying to baby her but it was hard to not want to take care of her.

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Saphira was awoken by Darka poking her in the face with her muzzle. She sighed irritably and gently pushed her familiar away so she could sit up. She could see the first lights of dawn peaking over the horizan. "Morning Saph" Darka chirped. Saphira gave her a playful glare before fixing her hair. Over the last half hour it had fallen out and the elastic had gotten tangled in her thick black hair. So after untangling it, Saphira tied it back up in a ponytail and stood. She got a good look at the area she was in and the people she was surrounded with. She could see that some of the escapees were already up and disussing the situation amungst themselves. She could feel the anxiety in the air and it made her stomach twist in a very uncomfortable knot. She herself wanted somebody to talk too but couldn't quite bring herself to talk to members of the revolution because they were slightly hostile. And most of the people Saphira herself had arrived with were either sleeping or busy.

"What about Alex?" Darka asked. Saphira looked over at the boy and contemplated it. She had escaped with him and it seemed likely he wouldn't mind talking. Especially since the girl he had been talking to had left. "Alright, lets go" Saphira said. Darka turned and trotted towards Alex. Saphira followed less sure then her familiar. "Morning Alex" she said quietly approaching. "Did you have a good night? I know I didn't" she told him trying to keep her voice level and light. "I just have a question. Do you know if we are leaving for the raid soon. Darka and I were wondering" she said then paused trying to think of something else interesting to say.

She was distracted by Darka's sudden movement. The wolf had lay on the ground and was rolling on the floor. "Darka!" Saphira exclaimed trying to hold down a laugh. It amazed her how different she and Darka were. Darka was light and happy while Saphira was a little more quiet and disengaged from everyone else. She looked back at Alex looking slightly embarresed at Darka's random movements. Once she was done she got up and shook out her black fur. "Sorry Saph, I'm just happy" Saphira rolled her eyes. "Sorry"

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"Alex you can call me Emerald, and honestly other than Aurora things I have nothing else to ask you. Don't get me wrong I am a bit curious about the lot of you, though asking a strangers dreams seems rude and too personal if you ask me. Anyways the boss man will have the final say on what's to happen." Viviana introduced herself, then sat back down and listened to the fading songs of the stars. He didn't reply to her statement, since there was nothing to say. "If there was anything you wanted to say or know, now might be the best time. I'm heading over and you should too." Viviana went to the group of talking people, but Alex didn't want to talk to them, yet. He wondered if every Aurora heard the same songs or if the stars sang a different song for everyone, but it was too late to ask Viviana and he didn't want to interrupt the conversation she was soon to have. The girl he was talking to went to talk to someone else, but Alex wasn't interested, too much. He wanted to know how other Aurora's were, but he could wait to ask after the raid, if he even survived the raid. He knew that death was a possibility, but he wasn't going to die without doing something significant. He held no respect or trust towards the leader of the Revolution, but he wouldn't be foolish enough to do something that could get him killed.

Alex usually listened to the problems of others, since he knew it would be bad for the escapees to suppress their emotions. He never said anything about his own problems unless someone specifically asked about them, but he never talked about the important problems with people who weren't his sister. Someone was approaching Alex, but he couldn't quite make out who it was, yet. He composed himself and prepared for a conversation. He could now see that it was Saphira and her familiar approaching him, so he didn't have to worry about being bothered extremely. "Morning Alex" She was quietly approaching. He replied with a simple wave, since no words were needed for a reply. "Did you have a good night? I know I didn't" She told him with her voice light and level. "I had a nightmare about a carnival…… I just thought about what I just said and I sound ridiculous." This remark seemed slightly funny, so he smiled a bit after he said the remark. However, he wouldn't find the remark funny when being forced to experience the terrible dream, since it was a memory. "I just have a question. Do you know if we are leaving for the raid soon. Darka and I were wondering." She paused after this, so he guessed that she must have thought that Alex knew something about the raid. He thought that it was supposed to happen around dawn, but he wasn't sure. "I'm not sure, but I think it's suppose to be happening around dawn."

The wolf familiar named Darka made a sudden but funny movement, so Alex had a smile on his face. He wondered why it was mostly only this familiar who wasn't depressed and why almost everyone else was always worrying about raids or dying. He didn't wonder in the slightest why Darka and Saphira were different, since they seemed to be two pieces of a puzzle. Darka finished and shook herself. Alex wondered why wolfs did that, but he never had the chance to ask any wolfs due to him not being able to speak to animals. "Sorry" Saphira rolled her eyes when she said this, and Alex was still slightly happy due to seeing something enjoying itself. "Don't be. I'm happy that someone finally isn't moping around all the time or worrying about raids, since depression and paranoia can mess up a person. Anyways, what were your dreams like?" He was genuinely interested in the dreams of others and it was usually easy to talk to him, since he never held back information that wasn't too personal. The biggest flaw about him was the fact that he could try to kill anyone without a single hint of hesitation, if his sister's or Vera's lives were threatened. He didn't think having a familiar would benefit him, since his familiar would just be something else to protect. His body was calm and not tense, but he could spring into action at moments notice. His eyes seemed tired, yet alert. He had a calm smile on his face, but this smile had a bit of sadness hidden under it. He could easily do the best act of escapism, since he could literally make himself see a perfect reality. However, he was tied down to reality by the fact that he had to protect people, and he couldn't just leave the people he cared behind.

This whole human vs mutant thing isn't very surprising, since segregation is inevitable in humans. This will probably pass and history will be written by the victors, so I have to be sure to keep a true log of what happens. I don't want people forgetting that I ever existed, so this will be the perfect chance to let the world know. He was determined to keep a journal written about what it happening, since the Revolution could fail utterly and the scientist may come up with a fake history. "Sorry for rambling, but are you going to keep a journal?" He hoped that she would keep a journal as well, since he would like to see things from another point of view. He thought that it would be best to not ask too many questions, since he didn't want to overwhelm Saphira.

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"A nightmare about a carvina. Interesting" Saphira commented. "That's just weird" Darka muttered into Saphira's head. Although Saphira didn't think it was weird at all. It's not like their lives were exactly normal after all. "Nah, I understand. It's strange but aren't nightmares supposed to be that way? maybe its telling you something" she wondered half to herself. "Alright, it's dawn so I guess we will be leaving soon then." she commented. Saphira could talk to anybody. Being a pack mutant made her need companionship from other people. She just wouldn't talk about private things.

"Yeah, that's the good thing about Darka, it's hard to get her down even with the raid looming and all. That's true though, depression and paranoia are messy things to have to deal with." She shrugged when Alex asked about her nightmare. "Well it's weird actually. I was running through the forest, not a care in the world. Just enjoying the freedom. All of a sudden I find this meadow and I go to lie in it. Then the entire dream changes. Instead of a meadow I'm back at the institute just after it blew up and remember Dr Mcintosh? I don't know if you knew him but he was the Doctor that was mostly in charge of me back at the institute. He came after me and then I wake up" she told him.

Saphira studied him closely. She hadn't really talked to any of the other escapees since the institute. Saphira prefered to be seen but not heard and she was always off in her own little world. Saphira could tell a lot about a person just from looking at them and she noticed that although he was tired, the boy was alert. She had also noticed how protective and loving he was of his sister which is something that Saphira admired about him. She could also tell that under the nice and calm exterior, Alex was a dangerous enemy. Not that she would treat him like one. Saphira knew the difference between friend and enemy and Alex fit into the friend category by a long shot.

Saphira wondered about the question for a second and shrugged. "I never really thought of it before but it actually sounds like a good idea. I will try although I'm not exactly the most organized girl" she admitted. Saphira also thought of a reason she wanted to keep a journal. One day, Dr Mcintosh brought in his wife to show his project off. The woman seemed angry with her husband at keeping Saphira captive and after he left to analize some tests, he left his wife with Saphira. She told Saphira that her name was Kaitlyn Mcintosh and if Saphira had any questions as to where she came from, the woman would answer her. Saphira had asked if she was a test tube baby like her late friend Andrew, or born and taken from her parents.

Kaitlyn had looked around checking to make sure her husband wasn't back before answering. "You were stolen the day after you were born. Your mother had complications and had to stay in for an extra few days. You did as well because of you were having trouble breathing" she explained it practically whispering right into Saphira's ear. "Where was I born?" Saphira had asked. But before she could answer, Dr Mcintosh came back and left with his wife. Saphira wanted to keep a journal so if she ever found her parents she could give it to them. To show them the struggles she had endured so they would be proud if her. She didn't tell Alex this though, it was just way to private to share.

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"A nightmare about a carnival. Interesting," Saphira said this. Alexander wondered what she thought of his simple, yet important dream. "Nah, I understand, It's strange but aren't nightmares supposed to be that way? Maybe it's telling you something." Saphira asked a question, but Alex guessed that it was a rhetorical question. He smiled a little, since the dream was probably telling that him that he might be afraid of carnivals or that he held emotional attachment to his memories. "Alright, it's dawn, so I guess we will be leaving soon, then." She said. Alexander personally didn't want to leave, but he didn't want to be a burden to people. He guessed that this would be the beginning of him leaving his mark on the world. He could be a monster when fighting, but this would only be when he is angered. He knew that the mutual distrust between the two groups was dangerous, but he also knew that they wouldn't be able to fix that flaw quickly. He guessed that this raid would be won, but they would probably lose something in the process.

"Yeah, that's the good thing about Darka, it's hard to get her down even with the raid looming and all. That's true though, depression and paranoia are messy things to have to deal with. Saphira seemed to acknowledge that paranoia and depression were bad. Alexander didn't know what other mutants thought of him, since he had never asked anyone. "Well it's weird actually. I was running through the forest, now a care in the world. He knew that she probably enjoyed running and being free, since she was a pack mutant. He wondered if mutations were given depending on the person's personality or if people's personalities molded to their mutation type. He guessed that it was probably much more complex than that, and that he would probably never understand the nature of mutations. It was funny that he didn't understand the thing that made him an outcast to most of society. "Just enjoying the freedom." Saphira said freedom. Alexander hadn't experienced freedom in a long time, so the word made him cringe a little. "All of a sudden I find this meadow and I go to lie in it. Then the entire dream changes." She seemed to now be describing where the actual nightmare was terrible, so Alexander listened closely. Instead of a meadow I'm back at the institute just after it blew up and remember Dr Mcintosh? I don't know if you knew him, but he was the doctor that was mostly in charge of me back at the institute. He came after me and then I wake up." Saphira just mentioned a specific doctor, so Alex tried searching his memory to try and make connections. "I don't think I've ever seen him, but I have heard of him." Alexander didn't want to seem as if he wasn't interested, so he contributed to the conversation.

Alexander waited for a response to a question he asked earlier. "I never really thought of it before, but it actually sounds like a good idea. I will try although I'm not exactly the most organized girl." Saphira admitted. Alexander admired people who could admit their flaws, since he couldn't even think about his flaws or risk becoming pessimistic. "I'm going to speak with my sister before we go on the raid. Is there anything else you wish to know about me or tell me?" Alexander enjoyed the short conversation they had, but he wanted to speak with his sister before going on the raid. He had no parents, since he killed them himself. He didn't hate them, but he couldn't control his powers as a kid. The only family he had left was his sister, and he didn't plan on letting her die. He knew that it was possible for him to become attracted to one of the mutants here, but he simply didn't want to be in a relationship, or at least that's what he kept telling himself. He waited for a response to his question.

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Damien's agitation left as quickly as it came, the flash of emotion that rolled off of him left a bitter taste in her mouth. "Not that I should have to explain my decisions to you, but, the girl I killed was not on the list of mutants we're required to take alive. My orders are that I have to return only those that are on the list, and if I can recapture anyone else, but if not, then they can be killed if they have to be." The urge to argue with him was strong but Mackenzie suppressed it. That pathetic feline did not 'have to be' killed as Damien made it seem. Though truthfully she couldn't see that the feline would have been any use if she had been allowed to live, that didn't mean she deserved to die. In the end it wasn't her place to make those choices. Instead of saying how she felt, Mackenzie simply nodded and followed him to the rest of the camp. She took a seat on a fallen tree that was now mostly hollowed out and, if her nose was right, was recently home to some raccoons. Niveus sat beside her gently nudging her knee gently "You shouldn't have to hide you're feelings or you're true nature" the white wolfs voice whispered across her mind, there was no judgement but Mackenzie could tell she disapproved "And what would become of me if I was me, not their little solider?" Niveus huffed at her but didn't say anymore about it. "You should pay attention to the over sized cat while he's telling his grand plan." Mackenzie bit her lip to hide her smirk, her wolf was never fond of fallowing the orders of a cat, not even a big cat.

After Damien laid out the next course of action he dismissed them to go and break down camp, not that there was much for her to break down, Mackenzie didn't bring much with her on hunts only necessities. Once she was done she went and sat on the same tree she had before, her back to the rest of the group. Staring out into the trees she could almost hear the wilds call out to her, like her name was being carried along and whispered by the wind. "We could always go, just run. Run until we couldn't hold ourselves up any more. Until we are about to pass out from exhaustion." Mackenzie smiled at the thought as she reached down and scratched between Niveus' ear. "As nice as that sounds we would still never be free." She said looking over her shoulder. "Not so long as they still have her." That flock was as pathetic as the feline but she was useful and that's why she was still around. Mackenzie felt sorry for her but she couldn't be in contact with her too much, the emotions that girl felt, the anger, pain, the loss of hope, it was all too much sometimes.




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"Em can you make sure everyone's up and ready to go in fifteen." Vivianna looked up at her leader and she nodded then looked back at Adalind as she got up "When we get back we'll look at them and see if one connects with you ok?" giving her a warm smile Vivianna left to gather up the rest of the group. Alex and another escapee were sitting and talking when she approached and cleared her throat."Sorry to interrupt but we're gathering everyone for the raid, just head on over to Aindreas and he'll go over the plan when everyone is present." Smiling and giving a plite nod she wondered off to the next escapee, a pride, who was making her way towards the rest of the group. "Hey everyone's gathering for the pre-raid meeting, go ahead and join up with everyone." On her way to the last escapee She passed by the little stripe girl and gave her a small wave, she was a cute kid. The last escapee was a flock, and by the looks of it he was anxious. "Hey there, I'm Emerald. The others are gathering now to talk about the raid, you should join us." She smiled and waved for him to follow her and she walked back to the group.

Pausing a moment she looked at all the others, she was worried. Would all of them be able to handle going back into another institute? Could they handle that? What if they were like those people she read about once who had been in wars and had flashbacks when something or someone would trigger a memory of the times they were in active duty. She wasn't just worried about her team and the possibility that one of the escapees would cost them their lives but also for the escapee's themselves. After all they had been through could they really keep it together or would this just damage them more? Taking a deep breath Vivianna decided to voice her concerns when everyone was gathered around. It was defiantly something to be discussed and thought upon.

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Alexander saw the girl(Emerald) from earlier approach, but he couldn't figure out a reason for her to approach. He was about to ask if the girl(Emerald) needed anything, but she answered his question before he asked it. "Sorry to interrupt but we're gathering everyone for the raid, just head on over to Aindreas and he'll go over the plan when everyone is present." She was smiling when she said this, but this made Alexander frown a little. Were they already leaving so soon? He was about to say that he was going to see his sister before he saw Aindreas, but he decided not to bother. He wouldn't need to explain himself, would he? He wasn't necessarily afraid of the raid itself or going to another institute, but the idea of having to protect his sister and be a part of a raid at the same time didn't sound very

He didn't want to make Boo feel weak by having to protect her all the time, but he couldn't just leave her alone. Besides, it was his fault that they were both in this situation. Would it have been different if he hadn't caused that incident as a child? He convinced himself that it probably would have been worst and that Boo wouldn't have met her familiar. He couldn't be emotionally disturbed during a raid, and he knew this. He fell on his side, since he wasn't still completely awake. This awoke him fully, he laughed a bit. At least he wouldn't be falling down during the raid. He scanned the area and managed to find his sister, near another girl. He couldn't tell the other girl(Adalind)'s name, since he hadn't connected names to faces. He walked towards his sister and the other girl, hoping to not interrupt. He wasn't a saint, no, he was far from that. He had beat countless in the arena, to prove that he wouldn't back down in a fight. He had never actually damaged anyone, instead he simply overloaded a person's sensory inputs and cause them to black-out. He did fear laboratories and needles, but he feared losing his sister and Vera more.

He arrived shortly after Aindreas, not wanting to interrupt again. When he arrived, he had a calm smile on his face. He looked at the other girl, acknowledging the girl's presence. "Hello, good day to you." The words were sincere, but they were simply a greeting. He turned to his sister, and began talking, his voice laced with a somewhat melodic tone. "Sister," He rarely called Boo "sister" when addressing her, and when he did, it meant that something was bothering him. ", how are you holding up?" He would have asked other questions, but those were too personal to be asked in front of someone other than his sister. He would leave immediately to go meet Aindreas when he had finished there, unless his sister wanted him for something. He was slightly interested in the other girl, since he didn't remember who she was. He didn't feel a sense of danger from her, but he rarely did feel fear from being in the presence of others.

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Boo was curled up beside Sombra when she sensed someone approaching, she was facing away from the camp so she had to sit up and turn around to see who had come to see her. She was hoping it was either Alex or Vera but it wasn't, it was one from the Revolution group, the girl that she would be staying back with. She wasn't happy that she was going to be away from Vera or Alex, what happened if she had one of her episodes and Alex wasn't here to calm her. She was glad that she wouldn't have to step back into the insititute, just thinking about it made her have a few flashbacks, She closed her eyes and her body shook a little, Sombra noticed this and gently nudged Boo Your okay Boo, you are not there any more. Your safe, Sombra spoke into her mind and calm her a bit.

"Hi." Boo opened her eyes as the other girl spoke "I'm Adalind. We'll be staying back to watch camp together." She wasn't sure what to say, she wasn't one to talk much unless she was with Vera or Alex and even then she was mostly quiet. You should at leat tell her who you are Boo, she isn't going to hurt you Sombra spoke into her mind trying to reassure her a convince her to be sociable. She looked down at her lap and spoke in a soft voice "Hello...I..um..Im Boo" she usually only let Vera or Alex call her Boo, she tolld others to call her Rave, but there was something about the girl that made her want to trust her.

She shrunk back into Sombra when the leader, Aindreas, came by and spoke to Adalind. The guy intimidated her a bit so she stayed quiet as the spoke. She saw Alex come over just as Aindreas left, she gave him a slight smile but she could tell something was bothering her brother when he began to talk. "Sister, how are you holding up" she shrugged a little, trying to figure out what to say to her brother. She was still upset that she was going to be away from Vera and her brother while they went on the raid but she couldn't form the words so she began using sign language that Alex and hr bother knew. Her hands moved fast as she was signing Vera told me I have to stay back, she doesn't want me going on the raid Alex. I am scared...what if something happens to either of you..I couldn't deal with that her emotions clearly showed on her face and she let out a small huff. She spoke her next question as she looked right at Alex, knowing he wouldn't be able to lie "wh..whats bothering you?"




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Amelia spaced out a bit but was brought back to her unwanted reality when a familiar voice started to speak to her "Lucky day." she rolled her eyes behind the blindfold as Damien spoke, she really wished she could send a spirit to haunt Damien but she hasn't been able to use that ability in year because of the blindfold "Rajah has already scouted ahead and found the camp so we wont need you. However, you will be coming with us, just in case they moved last minute." She didn't say anything as she heard his footsteps leave, he yelled for Makenzie, saying that she would be the one to watch her.

Amelia thought lf Jayy and wished he was with her, she let out a sigh and rested her head against the tree. A different pair of footsteps came up to her ans this time she recognized the voice as Makenzie. "Can you stand on your own or do you need a hand? No offence but I feel the same about touching you as you do me." If Makenzie was able to see Amelia's eyes she would see that she was glaeing at her "No offence but you don't know how I really feel" she spat out, she was unable to see and her hands were tied behind her back but she did try to stand on her own but she kept losong her balamce. She was weak, they didn't feed her that much so she was always at the point of starving.

She didn't want Makenzie's help but she didn't see any other way "looks like ill need help" she murmered "and where is Sage...she will be coming right?" She hoped they would take her Familiar along, she has had to track without Sage before and in the end she passed out because of being too far from her.


(ooc: i am unable to tag anyone at the moment)