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Reiken: The Search For Souls

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a part of Reiken: The Search For Souls, by Ketiou.

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"You can stay here and rest up. You can't train to be your best if your not at your best...Hmm that was a lot cornier that I thought it would be. Anyways, Tsuka would you mind showing this lovely young woman her new room for me? I would do it but...well you see...I can't miss my horribly autotuned oldies covers now can I?"

Tsukasa looked over at Hito, smirking slightly as he noticed Asuka move closer to Hito, practically sitting on his lap. Talk about love at first sight. Never one to believe in these things - unless it was for an instrument - Tsukasa stretched his legs out, leaning back against the sofa from his position on the floor. He had yet to move, and seemed to have no intention of doing so.

He looked up at the TV, before finally answering Hito.

"If she would like me to," he murmured softly. "I'd be glad to show her her room." He kept his hands at his side, turning his attention to the screen. Again...what was going on? Something about high school kids with high school drama? They had no idea. The only notice Tsukasa had to the fact that he had been digging his fingernails into his palm, biting through skin and drawing small pinpricks of blood was the sudden stab of pain up his arm as he moved his hand.

He glanced down at his palm, starting in surprise at the red marks there. He sighed. Again? Note: Self-mutilation will not help your current situation. Tsukasa had discovered rather recently that over-using his soul powers would force himself to do odd things in the middle of the night, the strangest of which had been sleep walking into the training room, wrecking the place, returning to his bed, and waking up the next morning with no recollection whatsoever. The only evidence had been the smoldering once-a-strong-and-quite-awesome-training-room, now split in half, one half taller than the other.

He got to his feet, before looking over at Hito and Asuka. He couldn't help but feel rather amused at the sight. The girl was somewhat adorable, and Hito, well, she had no idea what she was getting into. He would say nothing to her - she could go on with her infatuation, and Hito could continue leading her on. After all, the redhead was probably not going to do anything too bad with her...

Tsukasa couldn't really tell, however, as he began to walk towards the kitchen. "Napkin...napkin..." Blood was already starting to dribble down his hand, from the little crescents his nails had created in his palm. "Another note to self: cut nails." Finally, Tsukasa found the paper towels. Who knew where Hito had strewn them - probably why none of the messes were ever cleaned up. He grabbed a sheet, never one to waste anything. Sticking his hand under the faucet, he winced as the water cleansed out his wounds. "These might scar," he sighed, before wrapping his hand in the paper towel, which he folded until it was like a small band. Clasping it with a safety pin, Tsukasa returned to the main room, plopping down right where he had started.

"Is this show still going?" he drawled.

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How am I supposed to lose them? Hanako thought as she saw the sun setting. Turning a coner and into large building. An aroma of strong colone and perfume penetrated her sense.

Looking around she saw a lot of people dressed in formal attire. Quickly she ran upstairs where she smelled food."excuse me but do you have invitation?" a gusty women asked. Hanako flinched as she looked up and saw the women's face. Her lips were fat and painted red. Her hair was a greasy brown and it lookedlike she had a stuck up her ass."I'm sorry I was just leaving she said as she tried to run. As she was getting read to take off she was grabbed from behind and yanked.

Looking behind her she saw one of the other large men from D.A.N. His eyes where covered with glasses and was wearing a black jacket. Hanako screamed and kicked her daggers slicing her hand in the struggle. Thinking fast she kicked the man in the tender area and bolted out the back door.

Seeing only a manhole she opened t and jumped in closing it befor anyone could see.

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As Jessie went to leave she noticed Atema and Thane as she was walking out the building. After they parted ways Elliot came out over to Thane she was worried about her comrades but there was little she could do to assist them. Walking down the road a bit seeing them she stopped for a second. "You should take her up on the offer sir it's no good if our leader is out of commission due to injury." She gave them both a simple smile. "Elliot do you want to get him back inside?" She asked as she noticed the marks on her neck still a bit worried about her after what she believed to have happened in there. She paused for a moment waiting on a response to determine whether or not she would head home for the afternoon or stay. She had her cell phone on her if any one needed to get a hold of her and frankly right now she felt rather useless unable to help any of her team mates.

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Hanako felt alone. She had finally lost the men and found a black hat she could hide her Long blonde hair under. The barrette finally went back to its true form but the daggers had cut into her hands. The blood dripped down her fingers and would drip every so often.

Feeling light headed she found a bench under a street light and fell asleep. She was to tired to notice the darker figures around her.

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Hanako had finally woke up an hour later the dark streets and small lights light every so often. Fixing her hat she slowly walked to the out skirts of the city to find something to eat. Her stomach was yelling at her and her blood was still flowing out of her numb hands. When she wasnt able to walk or stand straight, she fell to the ground and into a large pile of snow and scratched some snow out of the way to find some grass.

She didnt find much but still ate it. Rolling over she watched the snow fall to the earth. She began to hum the stupid turtle song her sister wrote. She was five and her pet turtle had died and she was so upset. Hanako had told her that crying did nothing but caused depression. She then wrote a happy song that she sung at his funeral. Hanako closed her eyes and started to think about what her sister was doing in her foster home. ' I hope she's ok. Grabbing her barrette and held it close to her as she was covered in a light blanket of snow.

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Atema nodded at Elliott, agreeing with her choice of a target area. The blonde’s finger landed at an area approximately fourteen miles west of the D.A.N. building. “This brothel isn’t that far. We might be able to get there in about eight to ten minutes, with me driving of course.” She smirked evilly. Atema liked to go fast, most of the time she was always twenty over the speed limit. “Well, one of us could go in undercover, bring girls outside to the car, have a sniper on top of a building with a dart gun (with a fast sedative), undercover person injects girls with D-15, and then throws them into the car. Continue process until we have cleared the whole house.” She stood up straight and placed her hands on her hips. “Sounds easy enough!”
Atema’s next smart remark about ‘blondes aren’t so dumb after all’ was interrupted by Jessie bursting though the room. She looked awfully panicked.

"Lieutenant! We have a problem it's the commander I think something’s wrong he's locked himself in the armoury and my code won't work." She huffed.

“Now, now Jessie. Are you sure our dear Commander isn’t just taking a breather?” The look on the Mercenary’s face said other wise. Atema rolled her eyes and followed Jessie to the armoury door. It was large and made of polished metal. A keypad blinked close by. She typed in the code swiftly and the door swung open slowly revealing…

“Nothing.” Atema strut into the medium sized room full of racks of weapons. “Are you sure he was in here Jessie? He couldn’t have just vanished.” She laughed. “All he has to get out of here is that window…” A thought bubbled though her mind. She quickly moved to the window and looked out. The night made it a little difficult to see outside, but she was able to spot a large hulking object far out in the distance. It was moving fast and in an instance, was lost in the jungle of buildings. She smiled.

“I don’t believe it. That luck bastard, jumped out of a two story window injured!” A cackle rose from deep within her chest. “Now then. Girls…” She turned to face the other two. “It looks like we have to start our plan early. Our dear Commander seems to not understand that this mission is a ‘group effort’. He’s heading west, and I think I know where. Jessie, you’re on darting duty. Blondey, you’re on drugging duty. As for me, I’m going to take care of Thane. Anyone in their right mind wouldn’t jump out of a window like that randomly, even if they are the Commander.” She grabbed a dart gun with sedative darts off one of the shelves and threw it to Jessie for her to catch. She then found a small case full of D-15 syringes and handed them to Elliott. Before leaving the room, she swiped a 9mm pistol just to be sure. You can never be to careful. She thought.

Strapping the gun to her belt, she looked over her shoulder back at the others. “Well what are you two waiting for? The mouse gets away if the hunter has cold feet.” She grinned.

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When they were in the S.U.V. that the team had previously rode in (the Commander was nice enough to place the keys on the meeting room table before leaving), Atema put the keys in the ignition and paused before starting on her way. “You two better strap in and hold onto something. This is going to be a bumpy ride!” Slamming her foot down on the gas pedal, she flew though the exit of the garage. The tires squeaked at the sudden jolt of speed. She speed though the city in the direction of the brothel rushing red lights along the way. When we get that new meeting room, I’ll see if we can get a flying car next.

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(about to go to school, sorry for the short post)

Elliott nodded along with Atema, until the very end.

“I don’t believe it. That luck bastard, jumped out of a two story window injured!” A cackle rose from deep within her chest. “Now then. Girls…” She turned to face the other two. “It looks like we have to start our plan early. Our dear Commander seems to not understand that this mission is a ‘group effort’. He’s heading west, and I think I know where. Jessie, you’re on darting duty. Blondey, you’re on drugging duty. As for me, I’m going to take care of Thane. Anyone in their right mind wouldn’t jump out of a window like that randomly, even if they are the Commander.”

The difference between Atema and Elliott was clear. Elli' could heal Thane of what was going on, she had an idea of this almost, alternate personality. Atema had no idea what she was stepping into.

"Atema, I think it might be best if I go see Thane. If something is wrong with him, mentally, or physically, you won't be able to help him, only hurt him." She stopped there picking up the syringes and shoving them into a back pack that was sitting on the self across from her. Atema probably wouldn't listen to her and would most likely mess Thane up even more, though Elli' wasn't even sure what was wrong with Thane.

Did he even know what was wrong with himself?

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Jessie looked around the room and nodded at her commanding offers remark about being a luck baster to jump out that window. She caught the gun putting it over her shoulder and took a smaller dark gun with sedatives and looked at her. "Lets go get our commander back shall we." She smirked a bit as she headed out to the car. She got in the way back this time setting up in the cargo hold with her gun didn't matter how fast Atema drove she was ready for maneuvers like this. She wrapped one arm though a loop in the back to hold on. "When we get there park the car on a garage near by where I can fire from the back of here it's easier that way." She said as they were driving off after the rouge commander. "I just need a clear shot of him i should be able to take him down in one hit."

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Blitzkrieg's ears picked up the sound of squealing tires and the roar of an engine. He dropped the lifeless body of his next victim, a rather ragged hole in their neck, and listened intently. Closer. Curious. The PHANTEM cavalry comes? He flexed his right arm, thinking for a second. Thoughts swirled in his head as he paced the now thoroughly crimson stained dance floor. What to do what to do! They're only after their precious commander, and he's not really here! Fireworks? I think so. But what if they're only trying to take me back? They won't fire live rounds, but tranquilizers, nonlethals, and other incapacitation rounds. I'm better than those mere humans anyway. I've got my power, they've got peashooters! Shooting fish in a barrel! I LOVE IT! His momentary conclusion distracted him from the floor, where he slipped on a pool of blood. Instinctively grabbing for the nearest object, a stripping pole, Blitzkrieg ripped the pole from the stage, failing in catching himself. Several choice swears exited his mouth as he rose from the blood. In anger, he flung the (now vaguely spear shaped) pole at the door, punching clean through it and sending it 3 feet into the building across the alley.

Ignoring the blood covering his body, Blitzkrieg exited the brothel and admired his handiwork in the alley. Good form!, he jokingly thought. Ascending the nearby fire escape in not much time at all, Blitzkreg approached the lip of the roof and sat down, awaiting his "friends".

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Hanako sat up and ran in a random direction. She made it back to the city. Catching her breathe she looked around. She felt a strange call coming from the city. She would find out what it was.

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Asuka tried listening to Hito and most of what he said was comforting to her. She felt his hand touch the top of her head he began brushing her hair with his hands and ruffling it slowly. It felt nice, and she felt like he was petting her. His touch didn't hurt like her father's had, it was a warm, comforting, loving touch. A touch that would have made Asuka almost purr if she had not lost her voice.

When he giggled the vibrations from his toned chest went through her and almost made her giggle as well. She was not sure when but eventually she realized that Hito had fallen asleep, his hand still resting lightly on her head. Quietly, so not to disturb him, Asuka squirmed in next to him to use his body to warm hers. He was so much taller, so much stronger then she was. Her whole body seemed to just fit in next to him. Silently, Asuka angled herself next to him so that his head was just above hers, her body nestled into his chest and her head facing towards him. His arm was still around her small body and he moved a little bit in his sleep, pulling her towards him warmly. Asuka had never before felt so warm, so safe, so wanted in her life. Her eyes closed lightly as sleep began to overtake her and the smallest of smiles could be seen on her face.

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Atema snickered at her comrades’ comments. She wasn’t looking for them to go after Thane.

“Ya girlies got it the wrong way.” She said while taking a sharp right, left, and then rushing another red light. “I am going to stop Thane while you guys clear out the brothel. Don’t worry; I won’t hurt the big guy. I’m just going to restrain him. If we are lucky we might be able to finish off this mission today.” She looked out the front window and noticed it was as dark as a black hole. The digital clock in the dashboard showed that it was one in the morning in glowing green numbers. She shrugged off the time. She has stayed up later multiple times before. Day wasn’t really her element. However, she felt worried that her team mates might be taking the aftermath of no sleep. “We need to do this quick. Jessie you are allowed to storm the brothel once I have spotted Thane. Incapacitate as many people with the sedative darts as you can without having them make a noise. When you are done finishing off the whole building, come to me and dart Thane if he needs to be. Blondie, move all of the unconscious out of the building. We won’t need to inject them with the D-15 yet while the sedative is in effect. Try to pile em all up in the back of the car. I don’t want to make another trip.”

Atema continued to push the poor car as fast as it could go. They were closing in on their target quickly. With all the darkness outside, it will be easy for Atema to use her powers. Being able to turn completely invisible in the shadows is a piece of cake for her even without total darkness. Also she was used to the dark so she wasn’t blind in the night like other people. Hopefully she would be able to restrain the Commander without using her Nightmare ability. There will be no need for that. Thane won’t know what hit him.

Finally they arrived at their destination. Atema parked the exhausted car in front of the brothel and sat in the car for a few seconds to scan the scenery for civilians or the Commander. Feeling that they were in the clear, she exited the car and into the freezing air. The air felt like splashing cold water on your face, but all over your body. “I bet ya girlies are awake now.” She chuckled darkly. Her arms were only protected by thin sleeves, but her torso was covered by her leather corset. She figured she would be ok from the cold. A jacket would just make unwanted noise while she was being stealthy.

“Let’s go.” She said to her partners in crime. She moved to the front of the building, keeping a hand on the gun at her belt. The crunch of snow made her feel vulnerable. Thane could be anywhere watching their every move. Damn snow. She thought with a silent growl. There was an unnerving silence in the air. As if to up the ‘creepy’ factor, Atema spotted a darkened spot in the snow in the entrance of an alley. Along the wall was a crumpled and unmoving figure. With a few more moments of examination, Atema knew it was a body. Off to the side, a door with what seemed like a spear pierced though it was smashed into the wall. All her senses seemed to go off at once. She immediately stopped her advance on the brothel. Without turning to the others she whispered:

“Someone’s here.” She continued to the entrance of the building. It looked like a scene in a horror film. The walls were smeared with blood. Crumpled bodies were scattered across the floor in pools of crimson blood. Furniture was broken and smashed. It an eerie silence enveloped the three Phantem members. Shaking with soundless laughter, Atema turned to face the other two. Her eyes shinned with anger.

“Some shit-face stole our chance to get out of that closet.” The psychotic smile returned with ten times the intensity. “We need to find this bastard… And I’ll pound him so hard into the ground that he won’t be able to walk for a month!” She shook her head to hold back a burst of crazed laughter. Seeming to have regained her bearings, she said:

“Blondie, check the building for any survivors. Jessie, come with me. We may need that dart gun.” Walking back out into the cold, she scanned the snow for any signs of the murderer. Sure enough there was blood and large foot prints leading from the brothel to the alley with the dead body. Atema cautiously tread to the alley where she spotted two more bodies. All of the bodies were destroyed; one with its face smashed in, another with its neck snapped, and the last one’s torso completely crushed. The snow was darkened with their blood.

A nearby fire escape was smeared with even more blood. Red handprints dripped from the rails. Looking up, she saw who she was looking for. “Thane…I couldn’t have guessed.” She smiled up at his hulking figure on the roof of the building.

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Jessie looked at her commanding officer and nodded as she listened to her orders. She held on in the car as she assembled her gun grateful for a strap in the back she could wrap around her wrist so she didn't lose any time. She looked out at the destruction where the brothel was and shook her head a bit.

“I bet ya girlies are awake now.”

She looked around her feet even though the boots rejecting the cold completely but she shook it off with out a word. She nodded. "Alright lets get this under way." She followed Atema into the brothel her sniper rifle on her back assembled ready to shoot when she found a location. Her pistil and tazer on her belt. She looked around at the horrors there it initially made her feel sick but she had seen worse.

“We need to find this bastard… And I’ll pound him so hard into the ground that he won’t be able to walk for a month!”

She looked at Atema her eyes narrowed a bit. "Somethings wrong with him we need to take him in alive and I don't know if we'll find enough people alive here." She knelt down by one of the bodies and looked them over slightly. The smell alone was sicking to her like over cooked BBQ with rotten meat. Any ideas of being hungry vanished instantly as she rose up. Walking behind Atema.

Jessie, come with me. We may need that dart gun.

She nodded a bit. "Of course lets get him back to base." She looked around as they went back out side seeing him up on the roof not a great position for her to shoot at him. "Atema we need to get him down here so I can take my shot." She turned and began walking away from where Thane was heading into a near by building she went upstairs getting into the roof and looked seeing Thane on the roof opposite of her she began setting up to take her shot the second she had a clear one.

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“Blondie, check the building for any survivors. Jessie, come with me. We may need that dart gun.”

Elliott rolled her eyes and began looking for any possible sign of life. Most of the girls scattered around were burned, roasted better to say, though the metal buckles on their lingerie were still there, laying on top of their smoldering bodies.

She went from person to person, attempting to feel any sense of life coming from them and could sense something heal-able in the room down the hall. It her a moment to clear a way for herself. Each body made a strange sound as it slid along the floor. Using her hip she pushed it open, though she didn't need it she carried a gun, fully loaded, finger on the trigger. She would not hesitate to hurt Thane if he was in there.

In the corner there were twelve women huddled together. Each had a few cuts and scrapes along their faces, but looked fine. Their leather and lace outfits disgusted Elliott, but she pitied the poor girls. "Ladies... alright." She took a step towards them and began helping them up one by one. Sure they were going to be her way for Phantem to get some credibility, but they still deserved respect. "Follow me, I'll help you outside."

With that she began to lead the way out of the building.

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Blitzkrieg smirked as his golden eyes settled on Atema's face grinning up at him from the street. He began to chuckle, then laugh loudly until he was almost doubled over in mirth. Several seconds passed as he carried on his fit of laughter, then he straighted and wiped a tear from his eye with a metallic finger. Spreading his arms out in a grandiose way, he bowed elegantly and gave her a cheesy smile.

"Good evening my honored guests! I can see you have met my other patrons from the earlier show.", he announced loudly. He shook his head, pouting. "Those bunch were most boring and uncooperative with my tricks. They angered me so much that I simply had to remove them from my presence! I'm sure you all know how it is." He grinned again and began to pace back and forth on the rooftop, hands clasped behind his back. Occasionally snowflakes near his spines were melted from the air by arcs of static electricity. "I only hope that you three will provide me with some more...decent entertainment."

He stopped his pacing and faced Jessie and Atema, hands on his hips. "Oh do hurry, up, I want to have some fun! Go ahead! Take your best shot. I dare you." Spreading his arms wide again, Blitzkrieg waited.

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Atema chuckled throughout Thane’s laughing fit. He looked like an idiot laughing like that. It almost looked like he was having a spaz attack.

"Good evening my honoured guests! I can see you have met my other patrons from the earlier show. Those bunch were most boring and uncooperative with my tricks. They angered me so much that I simply had to remove them from my presence! I'm sure you all know how it is. I only hope that you three will provide me with some more...decent entertainment. Oh do hurry, up, I want to have some fun! Go ahead! Take your best shot. I dare you."The idiot bellowed from his perch like a brainless dinosaur. His outstretched arms reminded her of a pterodactyl drawing she had seen in school. It was just a bigger and defiantly uglier bat.

“Hey bastard!” The psychotic grin cheered on its owner. “I appreciate that you are offering the first attack to the ladies, but honestly I think you’re just scared of us. How about you get your ugly ass down here and we will see whose better! You better pray you won’t lose.” She smirked. Getting under people’s skin was just one of her many talents. To taunt him even more, she turned her behind towards him and smacked her butt as if to say ‘come and get me if you dare’. She wanted to get this over with quickly so she could plan for another mission.

Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Elliott with a group of girls in skimpy clothing. She hoped that Elliott would get them all in the car and take them to the D.A.N. building. Maybe they could get a few victims after all the trouble they went through.

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#, as written by Ketiou
(I have regained my inspiration to roleplay. This RP is back online yet again! Sorry for letting you all down but I randomly lose interests in things fast. D: Plus I had so many RP's going that I got over whelmed and it wasn't fun anymore. I'm accepting all new characters for this RP so I can start it up again!)


*Reserved for my post. :P*