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Henry Anona

Tora nodded, "Of course, of course. And Henry? He's...a terrorist. He really is."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by DemiKara

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An empire of shapeshifters, the Erutins value their twin above all. Largely peaceful, they remain prepared for war.

Description

Name: Henry 'Sprog' Anona
Nickname: Sprog, The Little Terrorist
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Family: Adopted Mothers: Hope Anona, Adopted sister: Rachel Anona, 8

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Equipment: A bouncy ball, along with other various toys.
A Teleporter Control

Recently Henry has been informed that he has to carry his pistol and wear a bullet proof vest while in Gambit's.

As such, when dining out, his equipment also includes a six shot pistol and a bullet proof vest.

History

Henry knew his parents. Kind of sort of. Mostly he knew his baby sitter. She fed him dinner and let him watch TV until seven, which was his bedtime. Then he walked across the hall, all on his own like a big kid, and went to his parent's apartment.

But his baby sitter didn't really watch him that much, so sometimes he went to play in the park that was close to the apartments. It wasn't a park, park, just a bunch of flowers really, but that didn't matter too much. It was still fun.

He had snuck out when there was the explosion. But he was born in Wing City, and kinda sorta expected at least an explosion a day. So he didn't really think too much of it.

The little boy walked home later that day, ready for his five o'clock dinner. But the closer he got to his home, the louder the sirens. Two blocks was practically forever in his mind, but he walked it, and saw where the sirens were.

His home was gone! It had poofed, just like sometimes people in the city did. Oh! Not quite connecting the explosion to the destruction of his home, the little boy shrugged and began to wander. Mom and Dad would find him soon. Or Mrs. Karen, his babysitter.

But the hungrier and dirtier he grew, the less he believed that, until he simply decided his parents must not want him, and Mrs. Karen had forgotten about him. So the little boy struggle to survive and struggled for a month.

Then, one day while he was sitting on the ground, staring at his shoes, a nice lady sat down next to him. They talked, and she fed him, and after that, he told her that he was her son now, because she was so nice.

The nice lady laughed and agreed with him, then picked the boy up, and told him her name was Hope, but he could call her Mummy Hope, like her little girl did.

Not wanting to seem girly, the boy made a face and declared that he would call her Mom Hope instead.

So now, having had his world turned around several times after Mom Hope explained she wasn't quite human, the boy was learning how to get along with his little sister (who he found a bit of a pest, since she was a girl), and how to fit in with Mom Hope and Mom Kendra, and his new Aunts and Uncles.

A few months later, his world came crashing down once more. His adoptive family had been involved in a revolution. As a last act, the opposing side gassed the Home. Henry, Rachel, and Kendra all lost their memories. Henry has grown a little bitter and jaded because of this, though he is slowly coming to call his family family once more. And even slower beginning to recover form the trauma of his family's death all over again.

So begins...

Henry Anona's Story

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Henry Anona walks into the bar and looks around curiously. Being all of six years old, the little boy really shouldn't be there on his own, but his adoptive mother trusted him enough to give him a way to go where ever he wanted.

It had some limiters on it, so he couldn't actually go to the moon-he knew, he had tried-but so far it seemed like a neat toy. And now, he wanted to explore that weird place that always seemed to explode.

Walking up to the bar, the child climbs onto one of the stools, and looks to Natascha Sernya. "Hi lady. Can I have a glass of milk?"

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Henry Anona calmly accepts the milk and pays her. "I'm six, and have a teleported. Mom Hope thinks I'm old enough to go where ever it will take me. This was button two." He admits calmly. "Also, this place explodes a lot, and explosions rock." The boy sips his milk.

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Henry Anona looks at her. "My name is Henry. My new mom calls me Sprog though. I don't get it. I think my name mom is a little insane." He nods firmly, and sips more of his milk, aiming and succeeding in making a milk mustache. "You may call me Henry. What do I get to call you?"

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Henry Anona stares at her curiously. "Sir is what you call dads when you want to get a new toy from them." The little boy says calmly. "If I call you sir, will I get a new toy? And Mom Hope is one of my new moms. My other new Mom is Mom Kendra. I also have a new sister, but she's a girl."

Which obviously explained everything in his mind.

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Henry Anona shrugs. "It doesn't seem that bad. Nothing has happened yet." He points out calmly. "There's no guns, like there were with my first mom and dad. And no explosions yet. There were lots of explosions where I used to live." He says, sounding perfectly calm. "My old home exploded even!"

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Henry Anona watches the gun fight, eyes wide. "Woah. Hey Ser, do you see that! They've got guns! Mom Hope says I'm not allowed to play with guns." The boy says, eyes wide as he watches the scene. It wasn't quite real to him.

Nothing was lately. Everything was slightly foggy. But woah. That was...woah. "Is that real blood?"

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Henry Anona blinks at the bartender lady and shrugs. "Uncle Steph is scarier." He says. And Aunt Snow. Aunt Snow is scariest. We couldn't actually go and see her, but Mom Hope showed me pictures."

Blood and guns didn't bother him. The little boy stares at his empty milk glass, confused how it got that way, and shrugs. "Can I have an ice cream cone?" He asks this time. "Mom Hope won't mind, I promise."

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Henry Anona eats the ice cream cone, after wiping away his milk mustache. "You're really pretty." He tell Natascha, smiling. The boy glances around the room curiously, and spot Camael. "Hey Ser, why does that person have wings? And Chains?"

The little boy wasn't certain what made him more curious. the wing or the chains. Admittedly, there were wings. And most birds with wings could fly. Except like, that ostrich. That one ran. So could he fly. It was tempting to ask.

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Henry Anona shrugs and hits his teleporter, hitting the first button, labeled as Home. He was bored ehre. There weren't any other kids to play with and absolutely no explosions. What fun was a palce with no explosions?

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Henry Anona appears in the bar in a column of light, on top of the table that Morbin is seated at. He looks down at the man, all of six years old, and slightly curious. "Hello. I'm Henry." A nice normal name, for a relatively normal little boy. He'd be perfect normal, if it weren't for his family.

Which is how he got the teleporter. Teleporters were fun. "I like explosions. Who're you?"

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Henry Anona climbs off the table and sits in the booth. "Can't exactly help where I land, you know?" He grumbles. "Mom Hope says it's cause I ain't got no magic. And no magic means I got no control over it." He shrugs slightly.

"I just want to see if there will be any today. Some days there are lots, other days there are not." The little boy smiled slightly at Morbin. "Can't make them, but I can always see them."

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Henry Anona blinks. "I just like watching them. My first mom and dad disappeared when our old home exploded." He says with a shrug. "And my new mom says I'm old enough to know when to run, and I have a way of gettign away. But I'm not allowed to be here if people are shootign guns. Cause guns are bad." He says every simply.

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Henry Anona blinks and holds up his teleporter control. "Just this. If somethign bad happens I press the home button and it takes me home." He says, his voice perfectly calm. "It's not magic, not really. Technology, swhat Mom Hope says. Though she says I need magic if I want to fine tune where I land." He shrugs.

"I don't have magic though."

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Henry Anona looks up, having heard a gun shot earlier, then looks back to Morbin. First, he'd satisfy his curiousity. Then, he'd go. They didn't appear to be shooting at everyone after all.

"Mom Hope knows. She says as long as Mom Kendra never catches me, or Uncle Blade, I'm good. And what's a peeler bar? Is it like a place where you get bananas?" He asks, honestly clueless.

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Henry Anona appeared in a column of light, sitting on one of the tables. Mindful of his manners, and recalling being lectured by that one soldier guy yesterday, he crawled off the table and made his way to the bar counter, where he patiently pulls himself up on the seat and looked for the bartender. He was thirsty.

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Henry Anona waves to Odgerel happily and holds out some money. "Can I have a glass of milk please? Or some juice? But not that cran stuff. It's gross." The little boy asks, bouncing slightly.

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Henry Anona shakes his head, holding up his transporter. "Mom Hope let's me come on my own." He tells Odgerel. "But I'm not allowed to stay if there are any gunshots fired." He says very solemnly. "Or violent messy fights, either."

That was mostly because his other mother would panic, but he sort of understood that.

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Henry Anona shrugged. "I think that's why Mom Hope added the fights bit earlier today. But I can always run away if it gets to much." He said calmly. "Mom Hope says that's what I'm supposed to do, so I don't get her in trouble with Mom Kendra. Well, as much trouble as she got in when she introduced Rachel, that's my little sister, to this assassin guy."

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Henry Anona shrugged. "Mom Hope. She found me about a month after my home exploded. I think my mom and dad where there, I don't know. I didn't know them much. Mostly just my babysitter." He sipped his milk slowly, enjoying the taste. "I spent a month in the park. Only it's not really a park. It's Gardens."

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Henry Anona shrugged. "I'm not on my own anymore. I have Mom Hope. She's nice. She bought me lots of new clothes." He wrinkled his nose slightly. "Makes me take baths though. Those are gross."

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Henry Anona looked at the Assassin and frowned slightly. "Hey. You're that guy Mom Hope says I have to call uncle. Even though you're not my uncle, just some weird guy in a mask." He stated, quite confused over it all. "If you're wearign a mask, does that mean you're a superhero?"

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Henry Anona wrinkled his nose again. "What's wrong with dirt, and stink and stuff. I'm not some silly girl, you know." He told her, very serious about it.

"And good. Mom Hope is a little insane sometimes. Otherwise, she wouldn't say stuff like that." He thought it over for a minute. "Or let me come to a bar."

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Henry Anona frowns slightly at him. "You can't have a-" The little boy, being rather neat Assassin, hears the shattering mug, but is unable to hit the button before he's struck by shards from it. Crying, the little boy pushes the button on his transporter that will take him home. Luckily, the hit was not critical, but no doubt his mother would be on the couch for another two weeks.

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Henry Anona sobs and cries louder. "Mommy! Mommy!" She cries loudly, face red and tears pouring down her normally adorable cheeks. The toddler, for she was barely four, continues to sobs and wail, hoping that the crazy lady will not dodge. She did not want to die! Oh no she did not! She hadn't finished her coloring book yet!

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Henry Anona appears in the bar, takes a second to register the guns going off, pouts, and disappears. He was not allowed in the bar (or rather, the tent of the bar) when bullets were flying.