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Kyra Anderson

"I guess this could be interesting..."

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a character in “Soul Killers- The Demons within.”, as played by LadyCrow


Name: Kyra Anderson.

Age: 18.

Height: 5'4.

Weight: 120 lbs.

Powers: Kyra has the ability to heal injuries. The most she can do at the moment is speed up the natural recovery of the body rather than actually heal the injuries herself. It can be rather useful in a fight as she can heal faster from any injuries she may sustain, although it takes a lot of energy to do it constantly.

Personality: Shy and quiet, Kyra rarely speaks to anyone until they have gained her trust. She is loyal to a fault and would willingly die for those who have managed to gain her friendship. At times she can be rather curious, the phrase "curiosity killed the cat" fits her quite well.

Occupation: Nurse in training.

Weapon of choice: Kyra favors a gun, preferring long ranged attacks, but she will use knives if it comes down to it.

Class: Middle class.

History: If a single word could describe Kyra's history, then it would be "normal". She had loving parents who treated her like a little Princess. She grew up as a quiet girl, one who despite her parent's encouragement, just couldn't make friends with the other children. She was always the odd one out. The girls in her school wanted to be models and actresses and the boys wanted to be sports stars. From a young age, Kyra had already decided that she would become a nurse, she stuck with that throughout her schooling and is now in training at university.

Kyra found herself needing more money to finish paying for her course to become a nurse. And so she found herself getting the soul injection. Now she is waiting to find out what she needs to do next.

Reason for fighting: She needed the money to pay off her tuition.

Theme song: Taking Back Sunday - A Decade Under the Influence

Her actual appearance:

Her soul appearance:

So begins...

Kyra Anderson's Story


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Character Portrait: Lucas "Kaijin no Soki" O'Connell Character Portrait: Annabell Pyke Character Portrait: Kyra Anderson Character Portrait: Hinata Character Portrait: Kamina Harina Character Portrait: Elizabeth Sorrow
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#, as written by Damioa
Solice city. Sunday 8:00 pm.
July 18, 2013
Location: Warehouse.
It was a night of laughter. A night of boredom. Basically, it was a dreaded night because it was the night before Monday, and no one likes Mondays. As for you. Maybe this is a night of excitement. A night of fear. A night that will change your life forever. Well.... if you don't think it'll change your life forever, then your wrong. You are about to take the plunge into a new world. Can't really say it's a beautiful one, but it is one full of riches, fame, power, and of course death. It's simple really. Pay attention to the words of the hunter's. They are your friends but they might also be your potential killers. Let's not get to deep into that shall we? Let's talk about your introduction. I'm sure you've met him. The man in the suit. Or the man at the bar. Or the man that just happens to bump into you. That man, is known as a scout. He's searching for talent. Not just any type of talent. He picks a person with talent based on their soul. You don't believe me? Well that's why your here isn't it? To find out if the man was crazy? To find out if you should take the injection that was inside that needle? All will come to light. The first being the fact that the man was right. But,.....He didn't tell you the price. Most people don't when they want something from you. Hehehe. Anyway. Tonight you learn, what they want you to learn. Then, you decide for yourself whether it's worth it. Or if your going to run, because truthfully, you can die and, even worse, loose your soul.

Axl Nui Koi
Axl walked on stage with his two team members. He was the center of attention as people were staring at him. You would think at a gathering like this, there would be noise of small competition being held, but there was silence. The tension was thick. So thick some people were actually having anxiety attacks. Axl could see everything through his cold stare that surveyed the crowd. 'They keep getting younger each month.' He thought to himself. Seeing faces of children probably barely starting their high school year. The current veteran number two, was a seventeen years old, but she progressed pretty fast. This gave him the impression that they think younger souls are a better show. He exhaled softly as a sigh that only his team could have. He flipped of his black hood to reveal his face. He glanced to his right and saw Asher, his right hand man and his damage dealer. He was calm as usual. Axl knew he probably thought ill of the fact that they were recruiting kids these day. Then, without moving his head, he looked at Eva. He couldn't really tell what she was thinking based on her lazy look. It had different effects on people. Some people were scared of her cause she was ruthless in battle. Others just thought she was lazy. As for Axl, he thought she was just bored but, then again, she could be all three of those things at once. He looked back at the crowd with cold eyes and started to speak.

"Welcome," He said in a low uninterested but stern voice, to express his authority and his lack of feelings for people in the crowd. "All of you are probably wondering why your here. Well, if your here then you must know your reason already. You were promised fame, fortune, and power. Everything you've ever wanted in your wildest dreams. You came here hoping for that miracle and I'm pretty sure about 90 percent of you think its a load of crap. Let me tell you something. It isn't. If you haven't realized i......" He was cut off by someone in the crowd. "What do you mean it isn't? I was given this weird vaccination gun and I can't even use it. This is bullshit. I'm pretty sure everyone here agrees with me. Right!!!?"

Axl let out another sigh and lightly said, "Asher." Of course he knew what to do. He had to transform and quickly knock that guy unconscious before Eva lost her temper at the kid. He was probably only 17. No need for him to die tonight. Just had to knock him out and throw him somewhere after the organization erased his memory. Asher would handle it better than Eva. She'd probably kill him. He made sure to pay close attention to the crowd. He was slightly happier. With Asher's transformation and in-human speed, mixed with the knockout he dealt to the kid, his point wouldn't have to drag on forever. Once in a while he would get people like this guy. People that would help his point prove more realistic. He than continued with his speech. "As I was saying. If you haven't realized it yet. The injection guns you received, or 'Soul Re-leaser', as we call it, are locked and can not be used. That is because I don't want people who don't know the rules walking around with this type of power without hearing the rules. I will not answer questions. You will pay attention. I'm sure you understand. If you don't. We don't care." He waited for Asher to go back to normal and rejoin him on stage. "My colleague here just used a power called soul release to activate a soul form. Anyone who takes the injections can achieve a form like this. Each form is different. It depends on your soul. Everyone's is different. That is all you need to know about that. The next topic is why do you have to release your soul and achieve this form. Well that's simple. You all will compete in a competition for money. It's an underground sport, similar to cage fighting except no cage. You will fight it out with your powers and get prize money as well as what we call soul points. Usually we give out 5 but, since I'm feeling generous, I'm giving you lot 20." He didn't really feel generous. He was just tired of seeing newcomers die so quickly.

"When you run out of soul points three things can happen. One, you will be at the mercy of the victor. Two, the victor will control your soul and make you his servant. Three, you will run for your life and we, the hunters, will track you down and kill you. Once you inject yourself there is noway out. Noway besides death. So if you want to leave and forget about your dreams of fame, power, and riches, then you can go through the door to your right. There they will confiscate your soul injectors and send you back to your pitiful normal lives. You may do this now." He said waiting for people to leave. More than have the room left. He couldn't blame them. He basically just told them to sell their soul for hopes that could be taken away. It was better this way. Weak souls should leave so they live longer. He then turned to the remaining people. There was about 20 of them. He raised his left hand and clicked a button on what looked like a car alarm.

"Inject yourselves now." He waited while hearing the sound of moans and grunts. The injection is thicker than penicillin but the pain goes fast. After the noise was down he continued. "Now that you have released your soul you will spend the next day finding your trigger. Your trigger will help you to use your power. You have 5 days. On Friday you will receive a random message. Read it. You will show up at the location to fight your first match. There will be camera's around to make sure you don't run. If you run. We kill you. When you bet soul points, don't bet high. If you loose those points, I remind you, you are not in control of your life anymore. Last of all. Don't let people see you using your power. If you do. We will kill you. This is the contract. Fulfill and live longer. You can buy your freedom after 20 matches. If you have the money. Depends on how valuable you are. It also depends on if you want to stop. After your first match you will receive not only messages about your matches but others matches as well. When you leave, go to the door on the left. You will do a medical screening and blood drawing. Then you are free to go home." After this he left having Asher and Eva follow him. His job for the night was done. He knew he sparked up many questions in the crowds heads but it was better that he just gave them the just of things. The less people know, the easier it is to sleep at night. That's at least what he thought.
Prologue end.

Part 1. The hardest hunt. The hunters gather to do their job. You on the other hand, think about what happened on Sunday and try to find your trigger before your first match. The date is Wednesday, July, 21.
(ooc: Everyone can post after Asher, the second GM post)


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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Lucas "Kaijin no Soki" O'Connell Character Portrait: Annabell Pyke Character Portrait: Kyra Anderson Character Portrait: Hinata Character Portrait: Kamina Harina
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Day: WEDNESDAY - 6/21/13
TIME: 8:30 PM
Location: HQ, Solice City

Asher walked through the hallway, not even bothering with the passing familiar colleagues. This was a matter of important business, something that the Hunters need to take care of ASAP. No buts, ifs, waits, or whatever. They need to do it now. It's evening, probably the perfect setting for a "Bringer of Bad News" scenario, and that's what Asher is in right now. The bad news? It's to be revealed soon enough. However, Asher needs to get to the person who he has to reveal the information to.

It's not hard to find Axl. Usually he's in his office, doing something. Paper work, jotting down notes in modifying this silly contest, etc. Asher has some papers with him as well, those related to this bad news mentioned in the earlier paragraph. Not even bothering to knock, Asher opened the door to see Axl in his chair, the computer monitor covering his face. "Axl." Asher began. "We have some bad news here." A large understatement, Asher. "Some bad news" doesn't cut it. His mind chastised him, something Asher had done in order to better himself at martial arts.

"We have something... new here. We have a 'Rogue Soul Killer.' The guy kills anyone, and I mean anyone. He's killing any person that we give to him as a challenge or who was sent as a challenge himself. Not just a quick death; it'll be usually a brutal one. Signs of torture and stuff, you know- Law & Order, NCIS, that kind of stuff." Asher explained. "He won't stop when winning a fight against any Soul Killer that wagers short of all his or her Soul Points; he'd kill them anyway. There are also reports of the guy murdering anyone out of the Soul Killer contest as well." Asher dropped the files on the desk, his mind being reminded about all those crime investigation shows. "I haven't told Eva, yet. Of course, I think you'll report this to her as well. I believe that this would be a job for the Hunters." Saying that last statement, Asher couldn't help but smirk. Not in a sadistic way, but knowing that he's stopping more pointless murders,


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Character Portrait: Lucas "Kaijin no Soki" O'Connell Character Portrait: Annabell Pyke Character Portrait: Kyra Anderson Character Portrait: Kamina Harina Character Portrait: Eva Masato Character Portrait: Asher Evans
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#, as written by Damioa
Axl sat in his office. He was going through files on his computer to check up on the newcomers blood and compatibility test. He had five name's that really spiked his interest. The first was Kamina Harina. He liked this kid. Reminded him allot of himself. He was born in the slums. He had allot of warrants out for his arrest. Well, not anymore. Contenders only face one law, the hunters, any other form of law had to be cut. So Axl proceeded to erase all of his criminal records. 'Fresh start kid. Don't waste it.' He thought to himself.
The next names were the Pyke twins. Annabell and Chester. Tragic story with them. Grew up rich and had everything stolen from them, but still, they fought on. The interested him to say the least and he himself, who was family oriented, was very accepting of their goal.
'Hmm.' He thought as he scrolled names. 'Lucas "Soki" O'Connell. Master thief. Hehe. Orphaned at age ten. Took care of himself anyway he could till now huh. Should be a good fighter. He might even be strong and daring enough to join our ranks. I'll have to keep a mental not of him.' He thought while jotting down notes. The notes weren't of people but of little things. Like what type of fighting style he predicted they would have. It was his job after all to hash out fights for the new ones until they earn the right to challenge people. He gave a rough sigh and scratched his head. Thinking about why, out of all the extra jobs, did he get that one. He shruged it off and looked at the last name on the list of female newcomers.
Kyra Anderson. She joined because she needed money for school. She looked innocent but if the organization picked her then she must've had some potential. He was reading through the profiles when suddenly Asher came storming in, looking like one of those t.v. cops that had just picked up a case. Asher's secondary job was to scout problems afterall, so this didn't really faze Axl. "What's wrong?" He said in his usual calm tone.
"We have some bad news here." Asher said in an urgent tone. Axl gave a light chuckle. "Is it ever good?" He asked, not really looking for a response. "What is it?" He said as he stood up from his chair grabbing his sword, the Kusanagi.
"We have something... new here. We have a 'Rogue Soul Killer.' The guy kills anyone, and I mean anyone. He's killing any person that we give to him as a challenge or who was sent as a challenge himself. Not just a quick death; it'll be usually a brutal one. Signs of torture and stuff, you know- Law & Order, NCIS, that kind of stuff." Asher said using his usual comparisons. He always did have a will to take down evil. Axl didn't mind. Asher was a good partner and a huge damage dealer. Axl thought of himself as the speed and Eva as the finishing touch. "So what." He said coldly. "People always die in this competition. Sometimes in a real gruesome way. That's how it is." Axl knew there was more. Asher wouldn't barge in if there wasn't.
"He won't stop when winning a fight against any Soul Killer that wagers short of all his or her Soul Points; he'd kill them anyway. There are also reports of the guy murdering anyone out of the Soul Killer contest as well." Asher said while dropping files on Axl's desk. That's all he needed to know. Whenever paperwork was involved, Asher did his homework, and there was nobody that could gather info like him. Axl thought he could if he tried, but that would mean boring work and Asher seemed to like it.
Axl and Asher left the office and continued to talk. "What about Eva?" Axl asked. "Does she know?"
"I haven't told Eva, yet. Of course, I think you'll report this to her as well. I believe that this would be a job for the Hunters." Asher replied. Axl smiled at this. He liked his cliche hero of justice attitude. Everyone that worked for the organization had something that helped them feel like they weren't doing dirty work. Even him.
He didn't say anything. He just led Asher outside where he knew Eva would be. That's where she had been since Sunday when work ours happened. "Eva." He said, looking at the woman who seemed to hate wearing clothes with calm eyes. "Let's go."
He wasn't much for debriefing and Eva wasn't much to care what the job was. They headed off to the location of the Rouge Soul Killers home. He had Asher brief her along the way. "This guy is a rabid dog. We are the poatchers. Prepare to kill him." He spoke in a dreadful tone. He always did this. He had to make sure that they were ready to take another persons life once more.


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Kyra Anderson

Yawning quietly as she walked home, Kyra wondered just how she had let herself become this tired. It could have been the fact that she had stayed up all night to finish off her assignments, actually, it was most likely that.

She frowned a little as she heard voices from the park that she often cut through on her way home. And upon turning the corner she saw a group of children picking on someone who she couldn’t see.

“You’re such a loser, no wonder no one wants to be your friend.” Kyra decided that the boy was probably the ringleader of the group.

She froze as a couple of the people started to kick whoever was in the middle, feeling something slip inside her. Mentally grabbing hold of whatever it was, she strode up to the group. As she got closer she could see that the kid in the middle was a young boy, he was smaller than the others, maybe younger too.

“Hey!” She called out. The group turned to look at her. “Leave the kid alone.”

“Yeah? What are you going to do about it?” The one she had dubbed as the leader glared at her but she brushed it off.

“Let’s just say I have a good memory, it wouldn’t take long for me to phone the school in the morning and describe you all to the staff. And, well, you can probably guess what would happen then.” She tilted her head to the right slightly. “Hmm?”

Some of the more cowardly children fled and after seeing his support vanish, the leader and the few remaining ran away as well.

Nodding a little, Kyra then turned to the young boy, crouching next to him. “Are you alright?” She quickly scanned his body, only noticing a wound on his knee that was bleeding. The hold on whatever it was she was clasping in her mind slipped slightly and a few strands of her hair became paler.

She took a small first aid kit out of her bag and crouched down next to the boy. She then proceeded to clean the cut and stick a plaster on it. “There you go. You should be fine now.” She smiled at him.

The boy mumbled a quiet “thank you” before getting up and starting to run home.

With them now gone, she put the first aid kit back in her bag and walked swiftly towards the nearest alley. Breathing deeply, she dropped to her hands and knees in the darkness, letting go of what she was holding.

Immediately, she wished that she hadn’t.

She could feel something tearing out of her back and blood dripping down her skin. Some of her hair fell in front of her face and she could see that it was now white rather than its usual blonde. Once the pain stopped, she looked backwards. And out of character for her, Kyra cursed loudly. For attached to her back were two metal wings.


Hinata wasn’t happy. It was his first day in his new job and he already hated it. If it wasn’t for the fact that he needed to money to pay for his apartment, he would likely resign. But alas he had to stick with it.

It wasn’t the job so much that bothered him. He worked in a small cafe towards the edge of the city. It was the fact that despite being male and clearly telling his boss that he was, they made him wear a dress of all things. A dress! “I suppose it doesn’t help that my name could be used for a girl or a guy...” He mused quietly as he walked home.

He glared at everyone who crossed his path and they neatly avoided him. Upon reaching the block of flats that his home was in, he all but ran up the stairs, needing to get inside before the control of his temper snapped.

After slamming the door shut behind him, he walked over to his mirror. It was the length of the wall, allowing him to see his entire body rather than just his head and shoulders.

Looking at his reflection, he ran his fingers through his hair. It was long, so long that it went past his waist. “Maybe if I cut it I would look less like a girl.” He frowned slightly as he remembered how most of the customers in the cafe had called him a ‘Pretty young woman’.

“Damn it!” He punched the mirror, causing it to crack, the broken glass cut upon his knuckles and they started bleeding. “I am not a fucking girl!”

At this, a small glow overtook his form for a second. It was an odd feeling, being divided in half and separated. Hinata wasn’t quite sure that he liked it. When the light cleared away there were two people where one once stood.

Both were definitely female.

One had white hair with blue eyes while the other had dark brown hair and amber eyes. The hair on the two of them reached their knees and both of them had cat ears and a tail.

Both parts of his soul stared at one another before speaking in unison. “Even my soul thinks I’m a girl!”


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Asher sighed as Eva shouted at him, saying that it's bad to assume like she's his mother. Asher rolled his eyes. "Whatever, mother." She should be the last one to chastise ME... Asher thought. If that's how she wants to play, I'd rather speak to her about her lack of clothing... The dragon roared, again, causing Asher to pull out his gun (still in his partial-Soul Release form) and shot the dragon in the skull a few times.

Then, out of nowhere, Axl jumped and stabbed the dragon, sending electricity through his sword. Huh. Now it works... Asher thought. Then, Asher saw that the dragon was about to do a stomp attack, causing Asher to jump back and off the building. Mid-flip, Asher saw that Eva was in her Soul Release form, and Asher couldn't help but smirk. Two dinosaur-sized bones dropped from the building after a few seconds, then off the building as it stumbled back. It fell into another one, and rubble nearly buried it. "Well, why the hell are you two just standing there. I did enough work, didn't I? Get to it now." Eva said, sitting on the floor.

"Right. Asher. Lightning cutter time." Axl commanded as Asher nodded. Asher transformed into the full Soul Release form, having silver hair and dark clothes in a gothic style, completed with a crucifix. The number of swords Asher had increased, and they were all charged with electricity by Axl. "Eliminate the threat."

Asher smirked, nodding to the last command of this fight. The dragon, at this time, managed to stand up. It reared its head back as it prepared to do a seemingly powerful attack. Asher, now at full power, raised a free hand, creating an ice sculpture of himself. Asher threw a sword at it as they both charged at the dragon, lightning blades charged and ready to strike.

Asher, the real one, ran faster than his clone as he rounded the dragon. He jumped and aimed his sword straight for the vertebrae that's supposed to be the neck. The clone did the same from the opposite side, and the dragon wasn't able to do anything as ice froze its limbs. This was a move Asher was trying to create in his mind before, and now he can see it in action. "Twin Lightning Guillotine!"

FRIDAY 6/23/13
6:00 PM
Location: Aria's Tavern - Solice City

Asher sighed. He remembered the fight, the last roar, the clash of two of his blades as they met at the center of the bone, as well as the deal he had made with Eva. A man of his word, he was supposed to buy her a drink, and Asher told her the only place in this city he knew that sold any drinks. As he left the bar with a bottle, Asher couldn't help but wonder how many people are dead because they tried to run. He never really got any messages or notifications about hunting someone, so he figured that no one was foolish this time around.

Of course, that may change by tomorrow morning, as tonight's the night everyone meets their first match. All Asher had to do was make sure that the fights go along well, and then he's home free. But, for now, he must wait until Eva can get her drink. "God..damnit... What's taking her so long...?"