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Tristan

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by ShatteredSoul, as played by Smurfette

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Experiment name: A-16
Real name: Tristan
Age: 11 though so short and malnourished he appears to be about 6 or 7.
Skin: pale and sickly
He has a long scar running across his forehead from a lab experiment that caused him to ignite himself in flame and singed his forehead worst of all.

His aging process:
Teenager(minus the blue eyes):


Young Adult:

Personality

He is shy and timid, and generally hiding and in fits of fear. When he has blackouts from over-emotion, his eyes change to a maroon shade with stripes of golden green. He is the reincarnation of Kogarth, so when he blacks out Kogarth is the one whose attitude and outlook take over, that being most clear in his eyes. Though Tristan doesn't even realize this.

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Tristan's Story

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Tristan blinked, looking at her wide eyed. "How..how did you do that?"

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Tristan blinked, feeling quite confused and nervous. Slowly, he slid out of the corner and moved to hide under a table with a table cloth

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Tristan crawled back against the wall, shaking his head gently at Kami, "N-no..it's alright.." he whispered, choking down a lump in his throat.

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Tristan whimpered softly, curlnig his knees into his chest and burying his face into his thighs.

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Tristan crawled out from under his table, feeling uncomfortable suddenly. A darkly dressed figure suddnely burst through the door from main street, followed by four others, shouting, "Where is the boy!? Where is Subject A-16 also known as Tristan? We are here to seize him!"

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Tristan whimpered into his arms, shaking furiously. The group of men begin walking around and searchnig, a few more entering to go up the elevator. The leader rolled his eyes at Kimi and stood holding his gun tightly to his chest, looking around carefully for Tristan.

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Tristan glanced over at the girl who was near him, one of the Agents walking past as he did so. His red eyes were stained with tears as he nodded slightly to her, trying not to whimper.

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Tristan shook his head, something didn't seem right about this girl. One of the agents was questioning someone near him, their deep voice sending chills down his spine coldly. More tears poured down his cheek, his fingers starting to get red as his forehead throbbed under his headband. Whimpering, he dropped his face into his knees, clenching his hands into fists.

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Tristan whimpered, quickly choking down his voice as the Agent turned around. The sudden sound of Kami's voice in his head had scared him but the girl was still there. She was pretty, she was really pretty. But she couldn't help him, there was no way. He could feel his fingers warming, the palms of his hands under his gloves sweating and weltering with heat. His head was really throbbing now, and he slumped down into the floor, looking at the girl pleadingly suddenly. He couldn't speak, they would hear him, he simply pointed to his hand and then to a candle he saw across the room, more specifically the flame.

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Tristan nodded, closing his eyes tightly as the world in his vision started to melt, the throbbing in his forehead starting to feel hot as beads of sweat trickled down his brow from under his headband. Reaching his arm out weakly, the tips of his fingers grazed hers.

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Tristan closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. He started to feel his muscles strengthen, the heat within him strengthening too. Shaking his head he tried to open his eyes, but everything was simply black and white, and blurry. Moving to try and put his feet out, his hand touched the hard wood floor, the tips of his fingers causing the wood to begin to singe. Tears poured down his cheeks as his headband dropped over his eyes. "Help.." he choked out, his voice shaky and broken. Something inside of him was starting to crawl out, and he was starting to black out from it, his right hand moving to start to pull away the left glove.

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Tristan reopened his eyes, their light red color now a deeper shade of maroon with stripes of golden green in them, his lower lip quivered for a moment as he pulled his headband off of his forehead, revealing a long singed looking scar that was glowing dark red. He removed his other glove and pocketed them both, staring at Melissa confusedly before words formed quietly and sternly from his mouth. "No."

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Tristan stared deeply at the girl for a moment, his eyes fixated to hers before he quickly stuffed his gloves back on and grabbed at her hands. "Hurry."

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Tristan seethed to himself, getting spotted by two of the guards as time seemed to suddenly stop. Pulling off his left glove again, he pressed his hand to one of the Agents arms as they screamed in agony, his arm burning through the sleeve of his thick jacket. A dark smile traces Tristans lips as he looked around warningly, his glowing forehead still revealed. Then he darted out the door to greet Melissa.

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Tristan growled, hearing loud rushed footsteps behind him. Slipping his hand out of Melissa's, he turned around and slammed his left fist into the pavement, the ground turning to molten cement in a long row to the opposer's feet. Smirking he turned back around to face Melissa, nodding slightly and retaknig her hand.

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Tristan huffed, catching his breath horsely. Leaning down to place his hands on his knees and try to breath better he glanced at Melissa, "Do I know you from somewhere?"

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Tristan shrugged, standing back up again and replacing his headband over his still glowing forehead. He then pulled his glove from his pocket and slid it back onto his left hand. "You just look familiar is all." He muttered, staring at her intently again

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Tristan sighed, "I escaped...I don't think I meant to I don't think.." He whispered, stuffing his hands into his coat pocket.

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Tristan closed his eyes gently, lowering his head to the ground, his voice low and shaken, "their laboratory..."

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Tristan nodded slightly, glancing over at her and blinking, his eyes returning to their usual light red color. "I'm Subject A-16...but yo can call me Tristan."

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