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Kurosu Lourdes [45] "There is a throbbing in my head."
Minato Zillis [33] "..."
Kuragai Smith [28] "Am i crazy or serious?... i really don't remember anymore"
Zachari Tye [20] "G-Go away!"
Piki Carhop [19] "Let's all hold hands and then I can whack you in the face with this baseball bat!"
Kyler Rocco [15] "Whatcha gonna do now, sucker?"
Misa Harukan [13] "I didn't throw a cat at you...... Ok maybe I did...."
Kuma Kinoko [1] "Feed on your nothing, you'll never live up to me~!"
Alice Brandt [0] "Standing outside your virtue - no one can ever hurt you... or so it seems."
Jessica Raine [0] "I didn't slap you, I high-fived your face silly~"

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Zachari Tye

“Why Zach-san?” Damn him, Zachari thought. Minato looked like some kind of innocent kid, but that wasn’t going to stop him. The screaming had stopped, so hopefully all the butterflies from hell had died, but Zachari had never been the most optimistic person in the world. He opened his mouth to reply (wasn’t it obvious? Zachari was not going to stand around and let people get killed, even if they were Matryoshka. I would, a dark voice cackled. As usual, Zachari ignored it), but then another voice spoke up.

"What the hell!? That could of kept us alive!" Ugh. It was Annoyance. What was he complaining about anyway? Zachari just killed one of the stupid butterflies that were killing one of Annoyance’s friends. Not loosening his grip, Zachari turned to give Annoyance a piece of his mind, but the Matryoshka just kept talking. Does he ever shut up? Doubt it. He doesn’t seem like that kind of person. “You...why wouldn't you do that?” He’s speaking in his opposite way. Again. This was getting annoying, why wouldn’t they shut up and let him speak? Zachari slightly loosened his grip, taking a step towards the Matryoshka, and Minato broke free of his grip easily. Swearing mentally, Zachari turned back to the other Secret Police.

“Why are you trying to kill me Zach-san? Why are you trying to kill the Martyoshka!?” Shit. This was not good. What’s not good? That everyone hates you? It’s just the truth. Wait until they know who you really are… Now is not the time to annoy me, Marc. I swear, I’ll jump off a bridge and that’ll be the end of you. And the end of you. “They are just misunderstood… they don’t deserve to die.” Minato raised his head and walked carefully towards Zachari. The blond was as stiff as a board, though Marc was cackling. He found this whole thing very, very amusing. “It’s okay, I know you’re scared.” Minato walked forward even more, wrapping his arms around Zachari, who swallowed. This didn’t look good, damn it. He should have kept to the shadows, confronted Minato about it alone…. Then again, in that kind of a situation, nothing would have stopped the psycho from attacking. Who are you calling psycho? I’m not the insane one, you are. “You tell anyone what really happened here and I’ll do the same to you as what I did to them while you sleep.” That would be his plan, then. Marc let out an evil laugh. I like this kid! If only you let me out, then we could work together… Minato pulled away, his innocent expression back, but now it was just plain creepy.

"YOU BASTARD!!!" It was Annoyance’s friend, the girl. What was her name? Whatever, it wasn’t important. I’ll call her Pink, Zachari thought. Because of her hair. "Why! WHY!" Well, that would be one person who knew it wasn’t him. She tackled Minato, and Zachari made no move to help his friend. Tuning out Minato and Pink’s conversation, Zachari turned towards Annoyance. How to convince him it wasn’t me… Besides the fact that us Secret Police only have one ability, and mine is not to create freakish insects that eat people. Zachari sighed and ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head slightly.

“It wasn’t me,” he told Annoyance simply. He could worry about the details later, after all. He had bigger things to worry about, like how to convince everyone else that he wasn’t a crazy killer who went around with blue butterflies that ate human flesh. They aren’t even human. I don’t know why you’re so worried about them. Is it possible that you have a soft spot for- You know that’s not it, Marc. Then what is it? What could possibly convince you to let these things live? Marc hissed. Zachari grit his teeth and took in a deep breath. How about you? You kill so many people, I like keeping as many alive as possible. Marc mentally rolled his eyes.

"You should get that checked out..." Minato, the bastard. He sounded actually worried, and a quick glance to his face made it pretty clear that he looked concerned too. He’s a good actor, Zachari thought. Great, and just when I thought I didn’t have anymore troubles. What are you talking about? You’ll always have troubles! Well, besides the voice in his head. Letting out another sigh, Zachari stepped forward and carefully pulled Pink off of Minato. Eyeing her skeptically, Zachari raised an eyebrow at Minato. How to say this… What about, ‘fuck off’? Tempting as it was, Zachari knew he’d have to keep on his toes around the blue-haired Secret Police. He was a dangerous enemy, obviously…

“I’ll get her healed, then we can bring her into custody.” Zachari frowned, then created a set of cuffs around Pink’s hands. Putting her aside, Zachari helped Minato up and pulled him close. “Fine,” he muttered into Minato’s ear. Stepping away, Zachari gently grabbed a hold of Pink by her shoulder, and then looked over at Annoyance. He probably wasn’t going to just let a Secret Police take his friend away… If Annoyance considered her a friend, of course. Zachari mentally shrugged. As with most things, he decided he could deal with that when it happened. He pulled Pink up close, whispering into her ear, “Play alone.” Hopefully she’d listen. If not… Well, Zachari wasn’t amazing at fighting up-close, but he could manage.

Which brought him to his next problem: what to do about Minato. Obviously Zachari didn’t really want to kill the boy (for multiple reasons, though it wasn’t like anyone would miss him). He couldn’t just loose control either, since Marc would probably start a conversation about the bloodiest (and supposedly best) way to kill people. No, it appeared that the one person Zachari needed to go away was also the one person Marc probably wouldn’t kill. Damn it, Zachari thought. What? The fact that you can’t do anything on your own? No, the fact that you’re completely insane and are the cause of pretty much all my problems. Marc shrugged his mental shoulders. Suit yourself.

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Kurosu Lourdes

Kurosu watched as Minato sped off down the alley way after the Martyoshka. Impulsive, rash-... Why must he always get himself in trouble? Kurosu sighed, quite fed up with the situation. Thankfully Zachari volunteered to go after the foolish boy as backup.

The squirming Martyoshka on his shoulder was not helping Kurosu's bruises, nor his foul mood. He pulled off his gloves with his teeth, taking care not to drop the dangling girl, while Kuragai addressed him. He did not answer at first, tucking the gloves into his pocket and staring into the dark passage Minato and Zachari had disappeared into. Hopefully those two... Zachari, will tie up any loose ends. He was in no mood to drag another screaming infected to the city jail. His patience was worn thin; already injured and tired from the week's events he had very little sympathy left. If his self-control had been lacking before, it was dangerously low now. His dark eye rolled over to rest on Kuragai. Had he sensed this? Was that the reason for those apprehensive words? Well he is right... I am almost to the end of my tolerance.

The nuisance. What was she doing now? Conversing with Kuragai? Her voice irked him; the way she spoke stressing every other syllable as if her words were the most important things in the world. They grated in his ear. Words, words, words. They will be necessary soon enough. "do NOT appreciate such silly talk! I mean really! Just look at me." Just shut up. Kurosu glowered at the empty alleyway, Minato and Zachari were taking their sweet time... "And Tell Big Guy here he's making my pants fall down! They were too big in the first place and being over his shoulder isn't helping anything! Do you hear me Big Guy! Pants-Falling-Down!!!" ... And the damned Martyoshka had the nerve to insult him. Tired, worn, and now pissed at being spoken to as if he were a child, Kurosu's voice reverberated with sarcasm; "Is that so... ?" He replied lazily; "What is the problem? As we all have the same "equipment", I don't see why you should care." If she had decided to wear such loose attire, that was none of his concern.

In protest, the girl started to swing her hands back and forth, increasing the pain in his shoulder with her rocking movement. Kurosu's jaw clenched. I could solve all of my problems right now; I could heal, and then take this maddening female to the station unconscious. The tempting thoughts were getting harder to push away. It would be so easy. Then again... It's never easy afterwards.
The girl had begun a song, of all things. But I wouldn't have to deal with this.

Kurosu turned angrily on Kuragai, finally making up his mind. "Fine. I am tired. You think she will talk to you?" Kurosu slid 'Binary' from his shoulder, keeping a hold on her bare wrist, and pushed her firmly towards Kuragai. "You have until the others get back. Get me information about the gun, and her group." He settled down on his haunches, so the girl's arm would not be strained up behind her, and set his crowbar across his knees. He glared up at the Matryshoka, his threat no longer concealed. "I'm warning you girl; you so much as reach for that bat, and the next time you wake up, it will be me you're answering to." He could feel her pulse beating under his fingertips. It was strong. Good. Perhaps you will refuse. I will get what I want either way.

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Kuragai Smith

As soon as Kura had given Blue a warning look he had been returned with a tounge, he sighed but he also smiled, at least she still had a sense of humour. Blue also seemed to be annoying Kurosu, which was rather rare as Kurosu was rarely annoyed, or at least was very good at hiding said fact. As Kura was considering how to end this situation peacefully he heard Blue say something.

“I never got to tell you my name Kura…I am P-Binary! Just Binary. And in case you forgot, I am a boy! Because earlier you were the one who called me a 'her' and I do NOT appreciate such silly talk! I mean really! Just look at me."

You sure do know how to pick ‘em Idiot… you have fallen in love with a girl who has a gender problem, lucky you

“I didn’t know you could laugh Serious, maybe I should call you Not-so-serious from now on” Kura mumbled so that no-one else could hear him. That seemed to shut Serious up, who mumbled slight curses then Kura’s mind returned to the problem at hand.
“Well Binary it’s nice to meet you” Kura said, smiling at Binary, he doubted that was her real name but he should play along for now. While Kura had been having the mini argument Kurosu seemed to become even more upset and gave a sarcastic comment. Time passed but soon Kurosu turned to Kuragai and dropped Binary, pushing her towards him while still holding her bare wrist.
Kura and Binary bashed into each other for the slightest of moments, but luckily, a grace In disguise came with Kurosu’s voice, which stopped Kura from blushing.

"Fine. I am tired. You think she will talk to you?...You have until the others get back. Get me information about the gun, and her group…I'm warning you girl; you so much as reach for that bat, and the next time you wake up, it will be me you're answering to."

Kura gave a slightly angry glare at Kurosu, at times like these he wished he didn’t have to do this. He didn’t have to but there wasn’t enough reason, not yet. He turned to Binary, still holding the bat and said, without moving it.
“It didn’t get dented luckily… sorry about the marks… I guess you could say I have slight anger issues…”

Like hell I have anger issues! Serious shouted. Kura didn’t respond.

“I’m also sorry about the predicament you are in… I’m sure you’d rather be with those other 2 Matryoshka… what were their names, ah yes, Boss and Pink… I don’t want anything to happen to any of you so please just answer me plainly… the gun that Boss had? The one he shot me with… do you know where he got it… we’ve never seen Matryoshka with guns before, they tnd to use melee weapons, if any at all… so really Binary your one of the smart ones who knows a bat hurts more than a fist… can you also tell me about your friends? Just interested to know… I mean I want to find out about Boss anyway and how he got that name”

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Piki sighed slightly when she heard Big Guy starting talking. She tuned a lot of it out, as he was far to silly for her. At the comment about her failure to wear correctly sized pants, she pouted mildly. It wasn't her fault, people don't exactly let Matryoshka walk into a store and buy things. That would be a good way to get killed, or possibly just to make people scream and jump out of their windows. Piki smiled a little. She would have to try that some time! But not now, there was more important things to be done.

Next thing she knew, Piki was on the ground, standing with her wrist quite painfully held behind her back. She had also bumped into Kura, which made her grumbled and rub her nose with her free had. That hurt. She frowned a little at Big Guy, listening as he spoke. He ended with a threat, but also moved her wrist so it wouldn't hurt anymore... When put together, it confused Piki a little. He seemed like a nice guy, but he had severe anger issues. Maybe there was more to him... She would have to find out. She frowned more at the girl comment, but brushed it off. Everyone seemed to think she was a girl these days... Quite silly indeed. She looked a him, frowning still, and stuck out her tongue.

"I'll do what I want thanks," She smiled suddenly and then turned to Kura. She looked him over, eyes going to the bat for just a moment, before returning to him. She shrugged slightly and laughed. "Nice to meet you too, though I actually got your name earlier, so I probably don't have to say nice to meet you now. Oh, and no worries about the bat. We all get angry sometimes. I'm sure my bat will be just fine." She looked to Big Guy from the corner of her eye. "Big Guy here just gets angry a lot more that normalners do, that's for sure. I wonder what the ratio of normalers getting angry is compared to us... Matr-y-ka... Ah, whatever." Piki shrugged again. She was going off on a small thought again. She suddenly busted out. "It's really hard to dance like this, and it's driving me crazy! Ha ha... ha." She felt really awkward. She looked to Kura as he asked a bunch of questions, which she struggled to keep up with.

"Boss? I called him Boss first! Everyone else just started stealing my nickname! I don't like it either, they should come up with their own nicknames instead of taking mine. It's mean to steal," She growled the words slightly, remembering the frustration she felt toward Pinky at the moment. She did not like that girl at all... But wait... She smiled slightly evilly. Oh, she would get her revenge on Pinky.

"Our leader is Pinky. She's pretty tough, though I'm sure you don't believe me. She's the one who got Boss the gun, she stole it off some police-thing-guy. Killed him with a rock or something! It was pretty scary to watch!" She made up the story. She had no clue if it even worked. "But, it's true... Pinky's pretty good at looking all innocent. She stole my nickname for Boss and that's just mean! Then there's Fancy, but wait, you guys know him... Uh... Basically... I think that's it." She looked very confused. "Oh! Right! Me! You asked about me! Right? Or about matryos-... uh.. Those things. Well... Um... We just kind of do stuff. Fun stuff, you know? To keep ourselves occupied. Oh! Oh! I kill bad people with my bat!... I have a feeling I'm not answering your questions..." She looked to the bat and quickly reached for it, hoping to grab it, for security, not to hurt anyone. Who cares what Big Guy said?

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"I'll do what I want thanks...Nice to meet you too, though I actually got your name earlier, so I probably don't have to say nice to meet you now. Oh, and no worries about the bat. We all get angry sometimes. I'm sure my bat will be just fine...Big Guy here just gets angry a lot more that normalners do, that's for sure. I wonder what the ratio of normalers getting angry is compared to us... Matr-y-ka... Ah, whatever...It's really hard to dance like this, and it's driving me crazy! Ha ha... ha...Boss? I called him Boss first! Everyone else just started stealing my nickname! I don't like it either, they should come up with their own nicknames instead of taking mine. It's mean to steal,"

Kura listened to Binary as she talked about Boss, which turned out to only be a nickname that she had created and had no real purpose. That would also explain him running away and the frantic way he looked when he shot Kura.

That's dissapointing... i was hoping that we finnaly found the leader of the Matryoshka... and why does she have a probleum saying that word? Kura, again, did not respond, he would talk later but right now he was getting infomation with not only the goal of getting Binary free of the secret police but helping the other two as well if possible. Kura tunred back in again as he heard Binary start again.

"Our leader is Pinky. She's pretty tough, though I'm sure you don't believe me. She's the one who got Boss the gun, she stole it off some police-thing-guy. Killed him with a rock or something! It was pretty scary to watch!...But, it's true... Pinky's pretty good at looking all innocent. She stole my nickname for Boss and that's just mean! Then there's Fancy, but wait, you guys know him... Uh... Basically... I think that's it...Oh! Right! Me! You asked about me! Right? Or about matryos-... uh.. Those things. Well... Um... We just kind of do stuff. Fun stuff, you know? To keep ourselves occupied. Oh! Oh! I kill bad people with my bat!... I have a feeling I'm not answering your questions..."

That girl is the leader?... Serious said, going silent again as he mulled it over.

"So that's how you got the gun and about the group... well you've told me all i was told i needed to know... though where do you fit in to that group?" he saw Binary reach for the bat and Kura gave a sliht sigh, lowering it and putting it in Binary's range, though he still held it tightly so Binary could not pull it free. He looked to Kurosu and said "there, i told you we need to be civil... or as much as possible when getting infomation... now let her go if you please" he added a serious glare, which was unlike him.

What is happeneing to us? Serious mumbled

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And suddenly, Kyler didn't feel so right about the situation. He watched carelessly as Misa tackled the Secret Police boy to the ground. He, as a first instinct, wanted to pull Misa away from him and tell her she was yelling at the wrong guy. The real culprit was standing right here, free as a bee, right in front of them. He wanted to tell her to stop, but he didn't. He wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the look in the younger boy's eyes that he caught sight of just before Zachari was shoved away from him. Maybe it was the all-too-innocent tone in his voice that was just so sweet it was almost sickly. Maybe it was that sense of familiarity that made Kyler hate him for no reason.

Regardless of the reason why, Kyler found himself clenching his fists, glaring at the blue-haired Secret Police. He found himself wishing he had that gun again. He thinks he's so sweet, doesn't he? No, suddenly Kyler did not like this boy at all. “It wasn’t me,” Zachari told him. He didn't care. I don't care. It happened. It didn't really matter who was to blame, the fact of the matter was, someone attacked them. Someone ticked him off. He didn't like getting hurt. It, well, it hurt. A lot. Pain sucked. That was the simply end of it. It sparked his adrenaline and sent his mind teetering on the edge of reasonable and unstable. He wanted to punch this guy in the face. He didn't care if Zachari was the reason for the pain. He just wanted to punch somebody in the face.

Zachari pulled Misa off of the boy on the ground and Kyler stepped up then. "Hey, what're you doing?" he asked, feeling cold all of a sudden. He was a mix between too angry to grab Misa and retreat and too nervous to actually do something about the situation. It was something with the air. Tense. Things weren't right.

“I’ll get her healed, then we can bring her into custody.” Zachari created a pair of handcuffs over Misa's wrists and Kyler resisted the urge to jump. What if that happened to him? Custody? Like, jail? Handcuffs, coppers, restrictions? He couldn't handle the idea of being trapped in a cage like a rat. No Matryoshka could. They would rather kill themselves than be stuck for years at a time in solitary confinement. Their minds wouldn't allow them to last. Kyler wasn't aware of this fact, but he knew if he and Misa--or any of the others from back there--ended up like that, they wouldn't last. He narrowed his eyes as Zachari continued to pull Misa away and mumble something inaudible in her ear. What was going on here? He didn't like secrets! He didn't like tension! He didn't like pain! And he most certainly didn't like these Secret Police losers!

The... Kyler looked over at the blue-haired one. With a flash of a smile that was gone in nearly an instant, an idea occurred to him. Weapon, weapon, I need a... He shuffled around in his pockets, but came up empty. Or winging it's good too. He shrugged to himself before reaching out and grabbing Minato by his sleeve, pulling the boy back roughly and into his arms. Kyler stood firmly, using one arm to hold Minato in what he hoped to be a threatening choke-hold, and using his other hand to hold one of Minato's arms behind his back to induce a slight amount of pain. "Kitty goes or this creature does!" This kid! Kyler couldn't help but thinking as he only felt his already unstable mind bounce back and fourth with mundane emotions. I hate this kid! This stupid little brat! Without thinking about it, he pulled Minato's arm back further, squeezing his arm tighter. He's just like... Oh. He blinked. It doesn't matter though.

Surprised by his own thoughts, Kyler found himself thrown a little off. "S-so... Well!? Believe me?" He physically shook his head to mentally shake away his scattered thoughts. Taking in a deep breath, he tried to center himself--at least for a little while. At least for the moment. He couldn't let these creatures see him in a state of instability. He was Kyler Rocco! He always knew what he was doing. He could always handle the situation. He always had everything under control. He was too perfect for anything less. He turned his head up to face Zachari, staring him down; blue eyes to brown. Brushing off the shakiness, Kyler smirked confidently. "Time's ticking."

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Tears started to fill Misa's eyes as the pain became unbearable. She was going psycho. Her body was giving out from losing to much blood and her vision was getting blurry. Her grip was loosening on Minato. She was surprised that he hadn’t tried to escape yet. She must have been stronger then she thought, obviously. The smell of blood was overwhelming her. She blinked hard and then returned her stern look to Minato. “What’s your problem?” She whispered to Minato as she tried to hold her firm grip on him. Then she was being pulled away. The boy Zachari got a hold of her and pulled her off of Minato.

She screamed as billions of tears rolled down her face. She hated Minato and the pain he caused her. Her eyes were squeezed shut as tears poured out. Blood was soaking her clothing and Zachari was not helping by pulling on her beaten up arm. She was just getting blows everywhere. Baseball bat to the face, face planted on Kyler, then being eaten by demon butterflies. When she was finally off of Minato, Zachari got a good hold of her shoulder.

Then she felt cold hard metal digging into her wrists. Handcuffs. You Bastard! I don’t deserve to go to jail! Misa tried to squirm out of his grip, but she was just too weak. It only resulted in her hurting herself. Blood trickled onto the street. She winced and more tears came out of her red eyes. The street was patterned with tear drops and drops of blood. Misa cried more at the sight. She knew she couldn’t stay up much more. Then Zachari whispered something to her.

”Play along.” Zachari landed on the kill list as well as Minato. Play along? I probably can do that, if I wasn’t going to die! You fucking idiots! Her vision was getting even more blurry. Her head was pounding. Blood everywhere. It was as if she was going to black out any minute. But she was strong enough to stay a little bit longer. She cried and screamed as if she was being murdered. She technically was since someone else tore up her body.

Kyler….Please….. All she wanted was help. She closed her eyes for a second and almost lost the battle of staying conscious. Her eyes reopened slowly and Kyler was standing in front of her. Misa would have smiled if she could, but she barely had control of her body anymore. She hoped that she could stay alive. She didn’t want to die so early. Even though she was crazy, she had something to live for. She coughed and she could taste the metallic taste of blood.

This told her she didn’t have much longer to stay conscious. Kyler said some things as well as Zachari, but all she could hear was a never ending beep. With her blurry vision she could see that Kyler got a hold of Minato. In some grab. But she couldn’t really tell. It looked like a bunch of tangled limbs to her. She then finally dropped to her knees. Her handcuffs making a clank, and Zachari’s grip releasing. She raised her head and got one last glimpse of Kyler. “Kyler…. I… I…”

Misa fell to the ground. One last blurry vision of the street, then black. Her lack of blood caused her to lose consciousness. She lay on the ground as the last of the events played out. Only hoping someone would help her after they were done chatting or fighting. Whatever they were planning to do.


((I don’t want to die so don’t think this post means that. It makes sense she lost a lot of blood. SO I will see your guys reactions! :3))

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Minato Zillis


A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as tears began to fill the eyes of his victim. A beautiful site. Her grip was loosening, however Minato made no attempt to break free. In a strange and sick way he enjoyed being coated in his victim’s blood, even if they were still alive. “What’s your problem?” she whispered. Minato merely frowned, confused by the question. He had no problems or issues with her, she just happened to be his next target. Her body was carefully pulled away from his own by his colleague Zachari. Such an action surprised Minato, however he realized that he had taken control of Zach. A loud scream filled the air, echoing down the alleyway in which they stood. It came from his target. A small and short laugh escaped Minato’s mouth, his face bearing a devious smirk. He was pulled to his feet by Zachari and immediately wiped the smile from his face. “Fine.” Zachari muttered before turning back to Misa. Again, his twisted smile appeared for a few seconds as he watched Zachari say something to his target. She was bleeding badly, a puddle surrounded her already and it was all Minato’s doing. He was proud of his work, even if she was not dead. Her suffering brought him joy, the tears which ran from her pained eyes gave off a blissful feeling for the insane killer.

Minato let out a short gasp when he was yanked to the side by someone. He was pulled roughly into the person’s arms and he glanced up at the face of his attacker. The blond haired Martyoshka, Boss he was nicknamed by the rest of the group. Almost instantly one of Kyler’s arms was pressed hard against his throat, making it extremely difficult to breathe. For the first time in a long while, Minato began mentally panicking. He had never once been on the end of an attack, he had never once been not able to breath properly. Telling himself to calm down mentally, Minato took short and shallow breaths, though it was making him slightly light-headed. One of Minato’s hands was twisted behind his back, brining a decent amount of pain, though he could not entirely show it. “Kitty goes or this creature does!” The Martyohska shouted, the grip he had on his arm tightened and more pain seared through Minato’s body. A breath escaped his mouth, but this time it was a scream. Everything seemed to be going dark, his breathing had almost ceased completely. It couldn’t end like this, Minato was too skilled to be killed by something as minor as this. It was just a choke hold, if only… Screwing his eyes shut, Minato calmed himself mentally once again, causing his breathing to return to normal -- as normal as it could get whilst being limited. When he opened his eyes again, he noticed that the girl Boss was trying to save had collapsed to the floor. She wasn’t dead, but obviously fainted from loss of blood. The perfect distraction.

Upon Minato’s hand twisted behind his back, a blue butterfly manifested itself. He kept a hold of it within his hand, his free one rising up and latching onto Kyler’s arm which he had around his throat. He glanced towards Zachari for a moment, smiling at him as if telling him what he was doing. The creature flew up from his hand and attached itself onto the back of Kyler’s neck. It immediately began eating away at the flesh and Minato used this moment of surprise to break free from the hold. He stumbled forward, running to Zachari, only stopping once he was there to look at what Kyler was doing, with the same sadistic smile plastered to his face as that which he had during the last attack. “Be careful next time,” Minato said calmly, glancing sideways at Zachari. “If you allow anything like that to happen again then that’ll be you who’s dying from blood loss.” his gaze moved to the fainted Martyoshka at Zachari’s side. She just lye there in a puddle of her own blood, motionless apart from the slow movement of her chest.

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"Kitty goes or this creature does!" Zachari frowned. He didn't really feel like letting Minato go free, but he wasn't about to just let this Matryoshka walk away with his friend. Then again, she really needed medical attention, and Zachari refused to have another death on his hands... He already had enough, that was for sure. What are you talking about? There's no such thing as enough death! Enough destruction! Zachari shook his head and was about to think of a clever retort when he looked over at the captured Matryoshka. He didn't have time for this; he needed to get moving and get this girl healed up, so then she could be thrown into jail without a second thought. After all, there really wasn't anything else Zachari could do for her... Like he would want to help her. Suddenly she fainted, falling lightly to the ground. Zachari felt his eyes go wide, and he stepped away out of instinct. See, you kill people even without meaning to. If you had just moved, she might have been saved. S-Shut up! I just have to get her healed... Or something...? Zachari wasn't really sure what to do.

He knelt down next to her, hands hovering over her body. Letting the cuffs off, he glanced around. There was a chance that another Matryoshka would walk by and help her, but not while two Secret Police hung around. How do I get Minato and myself out of here without making it seem too obvious? No Matryoshka wants to walk into a trap, after all... Gritting his teeth, Zachari looked over at Minato and felt a jolt of fear as Minato gave him a scary smile. What's he doing...? Oh, God, no! Ha! It appears that he's tougher then he looks, right, Zachari? Zachari scrambled to his feet, but Minato had already created his deadly butterflies. The two of them attacked Annoyance, and while Zachari didn't exactly like that Matryoshka (understatement of the year), he still didn't want him to die. Right? No one deserves to die, Zachari told himself as he stepped forward. Minato ran the rest of the distance, stopping when he was next to his fellow Secret Police. Is now when the two of you run off and go to kill others? No... I can't let anyone else die... Not more blood... Zachari felt his stomach lurch as he watched the butterflies attack Annoyance, eating away at his flesh.

“Be careful next time,” Minato said carefully, glancing at Zachari. The Secret Police couldn't meet his gaze; he already felt sick enough. “If you allow anything like that to happen again then that’ll be you who’s dying from blood loss.” Zachari had no doubt that Minato would go through with his threat, and that was what made him even more terrifying. What am I supposed to do? If I tell anyone, Minato will kill me. If I don't, then Minato might kill me. What kind of choice is that? Not a very good one, Zachari told himself. It was pretty much whether or not Zachari felt like getting killed... Which, of course, varied on how bad Marc was feeling. Hey, what's that supposed to mean?! You know what it means. Zachari sighed, tuning Marc out as he stepped away from Minato. He didn't want to be anywhere near that monster.

"Are you going to let her die?" Well, now that he said it, it was a stupid question. Obviously Minato was going to let the Matryoshka be killed... Damn, why did I have to come here in the first place? I should have just stayed away! "I don't want her to die." It was a statement, rather than a question. Now, what are you going to do? Attack me? Probably, you idiot! You can't defend yourself against those things!

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Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Piki Carhop Character Portrait: Misa Harukan Character Portrait: Kyler Rocco
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Kyler Rocco

Although Kyler's hands were gripping onto the Secret Police in his arms tightly--tighter and tighter by the second, really--his entire concentration was on Kitty. His eyes were wide as dinner plates and he was sure he looked like a complete statue. Death? She was bleeding an awful lot. Oh, god, she was gonna die. Not only was she going to die, but she was going to bleed to death. She was going to die a slow, sick, painful death. All because of this asshole holding onto her. He wanted to do something. He wanted to reach out to her and take her pain away. It sounded completely selfless of him, and terribly out of character, but the passing thought remained buried in the back of his mind, even as he snapped back to attention in the real world.

“Kyler…. I… I…” And then she dropped to the ground, out like a light. Kyler felt himself jump, if only a little. He tightened his grip around Minato as if the boy were his pure life support. He hardly registered how badly he was choking him or the gasping sounds coming from him. He was too focused on the girl dying right in front of him. He'd never actually seen anyone die before. He let out a sharp gasp when his hand around the boy's throat was suddenly squeezed and looked down inquisitively. What was it? He could probably go now. It wasn't like he cared anymore any--

Kyler screamed. It was sharp and heavy and completely unintended. He screamed before he even felt the overwhelming sting of the monster eating at the vital flesh on his neck. He screamed when he saw the flash of blue float almost calmly past his vision, but too quick for him to react in any other way but to scream. He was scared. He knew what was going to happen, and he still had no way of stopping it before, just then, when the butterfly chomped into his skin as if he were some main course meal. He felt Minato take the chance to escape, but he didn't care. He hardly noticed. Kyler found himself on his knees with tears in his eyes, hyperventilating more from the fear of the possibility of dying than from the pain itself. He reached around with both hands and brushed against the silky wings of the creature that could easily be mistaken for any common butterfly. Without wasting a second, he pulled it painfully away from his neck and slammed it on the ground it front of him. He stared at it, his hands covering the bloody wound on his neck, tears streaming shamelessly down his cheeks and the fear and confusion of someone who doesn't have the logical mind to understand things obvious in his eyes.

"Th-th..." He knew he was shaking, but he stopped himself immediately. Shaking his head, he hesitantly got to his feet. He didn't dare face the Secret Police--not while looking this way. He turned his back to them. It was probably a stupid thing to do considering one of them could create a mass amount of flesh-eating butterflies that could devour him whole at any second, but he wasn't a very logical person, and so that thought never occurred to him. He pulled one hand away and looked at the blood slicking it. He felt like he was going to be sick, but he forced himself to suck it up and take a breath. Nothing like that had ever happened before. Not here, not in this city, not even as a Matryoshka. Kyler narrowed his eyes as the road in front of him. It wasn't Zachari at all. He'd been wrong. It was the little brat. The psychotic, murderous little brat. He would kill him when he got the chance to. The issue now was, how were they going to get out of this? His mind was already a mix-matching set of thoughts and confusion, like wires that got mixed around and put in all the wrong sockets, but now he felt much worse. He had a horrible migraine. Nothing was coming to mind. There was no solution to this problem. Of course there is! I can't die! He was sure of this fact. He was convinced of it. That was why he turned around and looked the two Matryoshka in the eye--first Zachari, then Minato--gritting his teeth and dropping his gaze to Kitty.

"She's going to die," Kyler stated, his voice shakier than he would of preferred it. She's going to live. Not caring about the blood pooling out of his own wound, he took a few steps towards Kitty and looked her over--blood dripping behind him every step of the way. He reached down and turned her over on her back. He tried to pick her up, but he was too weak to make much of an attempt, so he just sat there on his butt, looking dazed. "This is smart." This is fucking retarded. "Don't do something already!" he shouted, not looking at either of the Secret Police, but talking to them. I can't die, I can't die. "Come on!" Do something! But already he could see the stars clouding his vision.

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Minato Zillis


Dull blue eyes wandered over to Zachari as he took a step away from Minato. The reason behind this was obvious but the boy couldn’t help but frown. There was an undeniable feeling that everyone here was turning against him, as to be expected. Minato failed to care, he would happily kill them all, given the chance and well, if Zachari was about to betray him then he would die too. “Are you going to let her die?” Zachari said. Minato’s frown increased, but he quickly began to smile. “Of course.” He said as if Zachari didn’t already know the answer. His gaze then shifted over to the blond Martyoshka, who unfortunately was still alive. Minato had hoped that his windpipe would have been damaged, but the creature didn’t have enough time to get that far. He frowned as the Martyoshka got up to his feet and slowly made his way over to the group. With every step he took, blood would trail behind him, dripping down from the wound on the back of his neck. The line wasn’t even straight as the apparent dizziness the thing was feeling made his steps sway from side to side. “She’s going to die,” he read the words from the blond’s mouth, unable to hear them at a distance. The words were the cause of the smile placed back on the boy’s face. Of course she was going to die, she was unconscious, lying on the ground as blood still poured out of her wounds. There was little chance she was going to survive, unless they would get her healed, but Minato wouldn’t allow that.

As the blond Martyoshka reached his girlfriend, Minato stared down at the pathetic sight displayed in front. He was making a feeble attempt at picking her up, hoping to run away and get her healed. “This is smart. Don’t do something already!” the blond shouted, making Minato merely sigh as if he was really going to help the people he just tried to kill. Surely someone could not change personalities and views that quickly. “Come on!” It was almost laughable to think that the Martyoshka would get any help from either of the police, they were their enemies. Enemies do not help out those they are hunting. Minato’s eyes narrowed at Zachari, obviously he would be the exception to that rule. The basterd would happily help out the two of them but not if Minato could help it. He quietly slipped off to the side, hoping that no one noticed him until he was well enough away from them. He doubted anyone would see as they were all too worried about the collapsed girl.

He stood there in the shadows watching them for a moment, the pathetic and feeble attempts to rescue the girl. Holding out both of his hands, he created a swarm of butterflies, ten of them in total. Zachari would die along with them, he was a traitor and needed to be dealt with. Minato let out a loud and dark laugh, drawing all eyes towards him. They would die, every last one of them. “How pathetic are you people?!” He yelled out, stifling his laughter. “You can’t save her! She’ll die and so will you two!” his voice was unstable, almost as if he was shouting out of desperation and fear. “Deal’s off Zachari.” As if on que, the swarm of butterflies raced towards the group, Minato hanging behind with a smile plastered on his face. They would die, all of them would die and no one would ever know it was him. He let out another burst of laughter, tilting his head up to the starry sky as if mocking God himself.

A flash of fire was what brought Minato’s attention back to Earth. A single brown haired Martyoshka standing in front of the group with a flamethrower. Minato’s laughing ceased and he stared wide-eyed at the hero. The weapon he wielded, managed to incinerate every last one of his creations. He couldn’t win against something like that, not without using the element of surprise and Minato was not the best fighter when it came down to a proper battle. He swallowed hard and tried to regain his composure, but he was panicking. He just couldn’t win. There was no point even trying. He would be unable to create a mass supply of his creations, allowing them to burn to death before the weapon finally ran out. He simply could not do it. Finding no other option, Minato turned and ran. “Yes!” The brown haired Martyoshka raised his hands up in the air with the weapon. “It actually works!” he shouted out excitedly, “Now to try it on something else.” he made no recognition of the people he saved, nor did he realize the gravity of the situation. He merely waved his weapon in the air and ran off in the opposite direction of Minato.

Minato only stopped when he had taken many turns and felt it was safe enough to relax. A single butterfly trailed after him, created in the off event that he would have to use it quickly. As he slumped down against the alleyway wall, the creature floated down to rest upon his open palm. It was a delicate creature, one which didn't harm it's creator. It merely sat there slowly moving its wings in a flapping motion without going anywhere. A small blueish glow radiated from its small body, it was serene in a sense, like a small light at the end of a dark tunnel. “Stupid Martyoshka.” he growled and crushed the creature within his hand. “Now Zachari will tell the others and I’ll be put in prison, or killed.” Minato thought out loud with no one around to hear his thoughts. He opened his hand and brushed the remains of the butterfly, the blue dust, onto the floor. “Unless…” he got to his feet and glanced around the surrounding area. He could easily make his way back to Kurosu and Kuragai, but if they moved then it would be tricky to find them before Zachari did. For now he would probably be caught up in helping out the injured Martyoshka. Minato needed a plan, one which he managed to think up in a matter of seconds. Now all he needed was--

Out of the corner of his eye, Minato noticed a Martyoshka pass the alleyway entrance. The thing was holding a weapon of some sort. Perfect. Minato ran towards the creature, sliding out onto the path and halting behind the thing. The weapon it carried was a sword of somewhat, clean and unused. One would usually question where an insane Martyoshka would pick up a weapon like that, but Minato didn’t really care, he was just thankful that it did have it. He created yet another butterfly in the palm of his hand, releasing it into the air. The creature fluttered its way to rest upon the hand of the Martyoshka which carried the weapon. It bit into it, the Martyoshka let out a loud scream and dropped the weapon. It was far too busy trying to shake the butterfly off of its hand to notice that Minato stole the sword from the ground and ran back inside the alleyway. Eventually the butterfly was crushed and the Martyoshka ran on, away from any more danger.

Minato sighed heavily to himself as he lent back against the alleyway wall. He stared at the weapon in his hand, the silver blade reflecting the sky above and the moonlight. He tilted it slightly so he could see his own reflection, his tired and irritated expression. The innocence which his face usually held had gone completely, replaced by pure exhaustion. Minato adopted a determined look, tilting the sword away so he could no longer see his reflection. He gripped hard onto the handle and rested the tip upon the skin of his lower abdomen. Long and deep breaths escaped his lips in the attempt to calm down the shaking of his hands. “Just do it.” Minato whispered to himself, closing his eyes and stabbing the sword through his body. He screamed out, biting down hard on his lip to stop himself. He drove the sword deeper and deep into his flesh, screaming louder and louder. His legs were giving way, his body sliding down against the wall and tears pouring out from his eyes.

When Minato was finally satisfied with the deepness of the wound, he yanked the weapon out, causing more damage and the air to be filled with a sickening sound of ripping flesh. He screamed and his legs finally gave way, Minato collapsing to the floor. His breathing, no longer calm, was now short and ragged. The wound was already pouring out blood, Minato had to wonder if he perhaps went a little too far in. But he had to, it was completely necessary. The sword, which had fallen from his hands, was picked up once again. Minato could no longer see his reflection through the blood on it, but he knew that he was crying and he knew that his face showed nothing but pain. But Minato did not stop there, he rest the tip of the blade against his forearm and, without hesitation, slit it. Digging the blade into the soft flesh and slicing it from one end to the other in a matter of moments. Another scream escaped his mouth, the sword being thrown against the opposite wall. He stared at the cut through blurred eyes, it was probably about an inch deep and went from one side of his arm to the other in a diagonal line. Blood was already flooding from the wound, staining his clothes as was the wound at his side. A dark crimson patch which stained the white of his shirt, it was growing by the second too.

Minato brought a shaky hand up to his face and placed the nails against his cheek. His other hand gripped onto the wrist of the one at his face, stopping the shaking as best as he could. Screwing his eyes shut, Minato swiftly scraped the nails against his flesh, creating four large scratch marks on his cheek. They too were bleeding already, but not quite as much as the other wounds. He wiped his blood hands against his clothes and began tearing away at the material. He looked a complete state when he was finished, injured and bleeding everywhere. His eyes were filled with tears and pain, the tiredness still showing too. With much effort, Minato rose to his feet, using the wall to steady him. His other hand rested against the wound in his side, pushing the blood soaked shirt against it in the hope that it would stop the bleeding a bit. It didn’t. Minato felt physically sick, he would have vomited but he was used to blood, even self inflicted wounds. But that never made it any easier to do them and he would never get used to the pain. His legs hardly wanted to co-operate as he made his way out of the alleyway, but he managed it, whilst using the wall to stabilize himself.

It took a long time, but Minato finally made it Kurosu, Kuragai and a blue haired Martyoshka. He could barely see and felt extremely faint, but he knew it was them. Minato had walked -- stumbled -- with a hand against his side for ages now. He just wanted to sleep, but sleeping would mean that he might die from blood loss. “Kuro-sama…” Minato uttered weakly, he didn’t even need to act this time. He finally gave into his body’s needs and fell forward onto the floor, landing with a loud thud. He tried to move his head to glance at the others but it was no use, he was too weak. Slowly Minato’s eyes fluttered to a close as he fought the urge to stay awake.

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Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Misa Harukan Character Portrait: Kyler Rocco Character Portrait: Kuma Kinoko
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Kuragai Smith

Time seemed to be at, almost, a standstill as Kura waited for an answer from the still silent Kurosu. Kura could sense something, something bad was happening right now but Kura couldn't tell where or what was happening. Piki was still with him, her bat in range but tightly held by Kura, he knew she wouldn't try to hit him, but Kurosu was another story.
Don't you want to hit him too? Serious said

"No..." Kura said, unconvinceingly.
You know he won't let her go Lover-boy... so make your own escape
"There's not enough reason yet... didn't you want to stay with the Secret Police" whispered to himself so no-one could hear
Not the way it is now... we are slowly, but surely, losing this battle... you saw those Matryoshka... they can use weapons now, before they only used fists andthey were easy except when they attacked in mobs, but if they all get weapons one would be dangerous, let alone a mob of the things
"What are you suggesting?"
You really are an idiot... i'm suggesting we join the winning team... you wanna have some fun right? You wanna be with her right? Kura knew without looking that Serious was talking about Piki.
"Yes..." he mumbled

As soon as he said that he could hear something and looked up to find Minato. He was stumbling around everywhere, multiple wounds around his body and lots of blood everywhere. Minato said something, though Kura couldn't hear what he had said then fell forward.
"Crap" he said quickly. He realized this wasn't like him. The Idiot that he was would have laughed at this shortly then helped Minato, though Minato didn't seem to like him much. This was different, he had to find a reason to get away.

Serious had convinced him. He had to leave. He also had to find a reason to get away now, he couldn't just go for no reason, that would be stupid.
"Serious" he said
Heh heh... ok i'll take over
Kura Serious smiled only slightly, but went back to how Idiot had been feeling before they had swapped
"Where's Zach? Did you leave him behind?" he knew he wouldn't get an answer and gave a growl, partly real and partly faked "Kurosu" he said as he looked over to their 'leader' "i'm going to find Zach..." he grabbed Piki tighter and pulled her away and said to Kurosu "if the Matryoshka have him i can give her back for him... i'll be back" he said finnaly as he ran out of the alley, Piki hopefully behind him.

He started looking around all the alleys from the alley he had been in, going in the direction that Minato had come from. He kept looking until finnaly he manged to find the other two Matryoshka, as well as a brown haired one holding a flame-thrower. He ignored him though as he saw what had happened, Pink, who Piki had called the leader of the group, was lying on the floor, half-dead. Kura mumbled then whispered.
"Ok Idiot, now's your chance" they changed back again and Idiot now ran into the alley, seeing Boss with Pink.
"What happened?" he said, though not really sure if he would get an answer. He looked at Pink and saw the wound. Was she passed out? How much blood had she lost? Was she already dead?

All these questions went through Kura's head in an instance but one thought came out on top.
"I need to get them out of here" he mumbled. He walked over to Pink and Boss and said "give me her"

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Piki Carhop

Piki's eyes stayed fixed on Big Guy for a moment, but she hear Kura ask a question. She looked down nervously for a moment; trying to think. Where did she fit in? Did she fit in at all? Was she one of the others? Or would they gladly push her aside for any other of the group. She pondered the idea for a moment. Boss was her best friend, though not really. She hoped that he wouldn't shove her under the bus for another, particularly not if it came down to saving Pinky. Piki knew good and well that she and Pinky weren't friends, so they would definitely save themselves before even looking at each other. She sighed just a little and looked to Kura, quietly. She didn't have anything to say. It was all kind of confusing to her. The groups, Fancy and his men, the Matry things. It was all of bunch of silly nonsense that was jumbled up on a chess board turned on its side. But which people played the pawns? She didn't know. Which meant she was probably just a pawn... A sacrifice... But what did that matter? Sometimes, those at the bottom have the most fun.

She grabbed her bat quietly, and smiled to Kura. For some reason, whatever it may be, she liked this piece. Though, she was almost positive that he was supposed to be playing for the other side. She laughed just slightly, not enough to make anyone think she was crazy, not that they didn't already. Suddenly, she heard something. She turned quickly to look at the sound, only to see the boy from earlier, the one that looked so innocent. Her eyes widened. No... No no this couldn't be right. Boss wouldn't hurt someone, not like that... Not even Pinky... Piki attempted to back up, fear in her eyes. They wouldn't do that, there was no way. This was all a joke, just another joke. This little one had to be in on it...

"Th-This isn't a funny joke! My friends don't hurt people, not like that! Never!" She yelled the words, not thinking straight anymore. When she listened to Kura's words, she suddenly felt nervous. She didn't want to go back... Not if this is what the others really were... She looked down sadly. No, she wouldn't go back... She felt Kura tug her away from Big Guy and then he began to leave. She looked at his back as he left, eyes shaking slightly. She wouldn't go back.

"Please be careful, Kura... I can tell... You're not that bad of a person... So come back alive! And I'll tell you a secret!" She smiled, only a little. That was her only way of knowing someone would come back. Bribes typically worked... Right? She shook her head slightly and crouched beside the small boy's body, looking at him with sad eyes. She then glanced to Big Guy now.

"... I know you don't trust me... But this guy's in a lot of trouble if we don't do something... So... You're going to have to trust me to help you take care of him..." She shook slightly... This wasn't right... The wounds... She looked at the for just a moment... Neither of her friends... Had a knife... She felt slightly angry for just a moment. She had fallen for that?! She stood in a fiery fit.

"Oh that's definitely not funny! I wouldn't trust this little bitch to much, Big Guy!" And with that, she took off. How could she have fallen for that? Even for a moment... She tried her hardest to find Kura now, as he was the one she had begun to trust the most, but found herself more lost than anything else... She heard his voice now, and ran toward the source.

"Kura!" She hugged him from behind, then span him in a short dance. Suddenly, her eyes widened. Pinky was dead? She bit her lip... She didn't like her but... That wasn't what she wanted at all...

"B-Boss? Is... she ok?"

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Kyler Rocco

There was so much blood. Everywhere. It was on his clothes and on his hands and all over her body and smeared even on her face. Kyler shuddered. He was beyond the sickness point of wanting to throw up. He just wanted to die. He felt faint, but he refused to pass out. He couldn't stop staring at her face. Her pale face surrounded by the pink hair. He managed, at some point where he can hardly remember, to get her head in his lap. He tried brushing the hair out of her face, but the blood on his hands only accidentally smeared over her cheek and he instantly regretted it. The blood behind his neck was starting to slow, but he hardly took notice. His breath was heavy. He wanted everything to just stop.

“How pathetic are you people?!” The voice Kyler vaguely recognized as Minato. He felt like it was really loud, like yelling, but it seemed so far away to him. “You can’t save her! She’ll die and so will you two!” He flinched at the words. He swallowed, feeling a lump in his throat, but shook it away. She wasn't going to die, was she? That brat was lying, just like his brother always did. He was just saying horrible things. Stupid things. Just to get to him. The truth was, it was working. He wasn't going to let that be known, though. "When I get the chance," he mumbled, but trailed off. He lost his train of thought and his lack of ability to talk properly was weighing him down.

At some point during this--everything seemed to be going in flashes of really fast or really slow--someone stepped up beside him, someone new. It wasn't a Matryoshka and that was all Kyler managed to register. Whatever happened to Minato was beyond him. "What happened?" the person asked. Was it a Secret Police member? Was it a normal? He couldn't be bothered to look away from Kitty to figure it out. He didn't respond. "Give me her." That statement, however, was enough to get Kyler to look up. He'd never seen so much blood before. He'd never seen a dead body before. Not even on the news or on television. The city blocked violent shows. He felt resistant to just hand Kitty over. It was a Secret Police--that he recognized now. The last time he did something like that, this happened.

"B-Boss? Is... she ok?" Kyler felt like he blinked for only a semi-second, but when he opened his eyes, someone else was standing there. Piki, that was her name. He remembered it now. His vision was blurring around the edges. He wasn't sure why.

"Okay?" he asked, the first thing he said since anyone arrived. He looked back down at Kitty, as if he forgot she was laying there. "She's...?" His eyes widened. Was she dead? Oh, wait, this was familiar. He was just forgetting. Forgetting...what? These people were... He shook his head. Idiot, focus. "No," he told them, seeing that she was breathing, if only a little. He shifted back a little, holding her head up with his hands and hesitating as he looked back up at Kura. "...hurt her," he murmured, the first half of his sentence--if there was one--too quiet to hear. In the next moment, all he can remember is blinking and never opening his eyes again before hitting the ground.

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He wasn't quite sure what had just happened, but he was pretty confident that Minato had just tried to attack him. Luckily (and randomly) another Matryoshka had appeared and, if Zachari was seeing things right, incinerated the blue butterflies from hell. Before Zachari could say anything (probably along the lines of 'who the hell are you'), said thing ran away to go blow something else up. That was random, Zachari thought as he looked around at the others. Pink was lying on the ground, still bleeding, though it had slowed down considerably. Annoyance looked like he was going into shock, which was not a good thing, but Zachari was pretty sure that he would live. Meanwhile he was the only person able to still move. I need to get back to the others before Minato reaches them... He'll turn them against me, Zachari thought. What?! Are you insane?! He just tried to kill you! Besides, now's your chance, kill 'em! Marc screamed. Zachari grit his teeth and was able to check on Pink when he heard a familiar voice.

"What happened?" It was Kura. What was he doing here? Zachari looked over at him carefully. Was he going to attack? Did that mean Minato had already reached the group? If so, Zachari had to assume the others were trying to kill him... Or at least bring him into custody. Either one was bad, needless to say. "Give me her." Her? Oh, right, Pink. Zachari nodded slowly and walked over to the Matryoshka, but realized that there was someone else. Another Matryoshka. What is she doing with Kura? Zachari felt his head start to spin, but forced himself to concentrate. He needed to remain calm, think of a way out of this mess. The only way out is to kill everyone! Even and especially Minato! Marc cackled wildly and Zachari shook his head. No, I don't want to kill anyone... I don't want more blood on my hands...

"B-Boss? Is... she ok?" The Matryoshka spoke, her words directed at Annoyance. Is that what she calls him? Boss? Does that make him the leader? It was hard to see why, but Zachari figured that crazy people needed a crazy leader. And, if anything, Annoyance seemed to be quite crazy. "Okay?" Yes, Annoyance was in shock. Zachari just had to glance at him and see the glazed eyes, the lack of focus and clarity, to be able to tell. The Secret Police would know: he had seen people in shock, many, many times before. "No," Annoyance muttered, shifted and holding up Pink's head carefully. He looked up at Kura with his unfocused eyes. "...hurt her," With that, Annoyance blinked and fell to the ground, having had fainted. Zachari swore under his breath and he walked over and pressed his fingers against Annoyance's neck.

"He's alive, but we're going to need to get these two serious medical treatment." If Zachari remembered correctly, there was a hospital not too far from where they were, except he could only carry one of the Matryoshka at a time. Zachari looked up at Kura. "We can save them if we bring them to the hospital, but I need you to carry her." He wasn't quite sure why he wanted to be the one to carry Annoyance. Maybe just to have the feel of being in control? It didn't matter. Carefully the blond picked up Annoyance bridal-style, looking at Pink. The bleeding had practically stopped, but it either meant she was running out of blood to pump out or her wounds were healing. Zachari hoped, for her sake, that it was the latter. "Come on!" Zachari told Kura, starting to stumble towards the hospital. It would take maybe five minutes, but they needed all the time they could get...

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Kura felt Piki come from behind him as she stuttered out something
"B-Boss? Is... she ok?"
By 'she' she had been refering to Pink. Boss looked like he had gone into shock, which looked kind of werid on his normally overconfident face.
Boss looked up at Kura and said something, though Kura could only cacth part of it.
"No..." there had been a pause and then, just before he had passed out he had said something, though it was impossible to hear the first part, even if one had been formed in the first place "...hurt her"

Kura guessed what the first part of the sentence had been.
"Don't hurt her..." he mumbled then sighed. He was brought back to reality when he heard a familaur voice, looking up he saw it was Zach.
So he was here...i was hoping we wouldn't find him... this might get complicated
"He's alive, but we're going to need to get these two serious medical treatment...We can save them if we bring them to the hospital, but I need you to carry her."
Kura was partly shocked, and not just the Idiot side either. Kura wacthed in amazement as Zach picked up Boss bridal-style. Kura smiled and carefully picked up Pink.

"Right... i'll explain this later but we need to get out of here" he looked behind him and said to Piki "try and get onto my back, Pink hasn't got much time if we don't hurry, i have a way to get her there quicker" he then looked at Zach again "i'll try not to go too fast" he then turned and waited for Piki to get on his back if she was going to and with that he used his powers and floated himself off the ground as he has done when he had jumped off the building earlier, he used the wind to move himself forward, moving his legs as if walking but going at the smae speed as a sprinting person would.

What are we going to do about Zach...
"First?" Kura mumbled "we're going to talk to to him..."

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Kurosu watched the Matryoshka closely as she spoke; disregarding her jibes, and her strange way of speaking. Why could she not simply spit it out? Did she really underestimate the severity of her situation? Or was she perhaps toying with them... "Boss? I called him Boss first! Everyone else just started stealing my nickname! This "boss"... he is someone special to her. Kurosu watched the girls face; watched as the slow smile crept across her features. "Our leader is Pinky. She's pretty tough, though I'm sure you don't believe me. She's the one who got Boss the gun, she stole it off some police-thing-guy. Killed him with a rock or something! It was pretty scary to watch!" A sliver of a smile twitched on Kurosu's face. Your words give you away, foolish girl. This "Pinky"; a ridiculous name- he assumed she was referring to the pink hooded figure he witnessed retreating earlier, could not be what the girl professed. Indeed, the leader would have kept the gun for herself no? But she gave the weapon to this "Boss". The gun, the title "Boss". Coincidence? I think not.

The girl was spouting more nonsense, long breathless sentences- she was quite an animated creature. Oh! Oh! I kill bad people with my bat!... I have a feeling I'm not answering your questions..." Strike two Matryoshka. Dig your hole deeper. Kurosu sighed. This was all he needed from her, he could now easily take her into custody and resume the hunt for this "Boss". His long fingers pressed tighter into her wrist, as the girl reached for her bat. Kurosu's eye narrowed. Stupid girl. But something stayed his hand. The look on Kuragai's face. What was that... That flash of emotion he saw cross his younger comrades countenance? ... Could it have been fear?
His eye shrewdly studied the man's stiff posture. Fear for... her? "There, I told you we need to be civil... or as much as possible when getting information... now let her go if you please" Kurosu met Kuragai's glare with equal force. To any onlooker, the look Kuragai gave him could have been played off as nothing more than mere annoyance towards the older man's orders.
Words. words. words... They will give you away.... Let her go? You knew I had no intention of the sort from the beginning. Kurosu shifted his slow gaze down from him, to the girl. This has become... puzzling.

Kurosu could sense Kuragai begin to fidget in the tense atmosphere. Do you have somewhere to go perhaps... My friend? He watched the reckless girl's fingers graze over the bat Kuragai held, just out of her grasp. I did promise you a punishment for that, didn't I...
His resolve paused again, as the boy began to speak to himself quietly in the curious way he often did; "No..." Kuragai whispered, hesitantly, oblivious to the cutting stare he was receiving from Kurosu. The next words were inaudible, the movement of his lips being the only indication of speech. The boy's wandering eyes finally snapped back into focus when they rested on the Matryoshka. "Yes..." He mumbled, before his eyes raised past Kurosu's head and widened in shock.

"Kuro-sama..."

Kurosu spun to face the pain-stricken utterance, dropping the Matryoshka's wrist, and inhaled a sharply at the gruesome sight. The bloody figure took one final step out of the murky shadows of the alleyway; it's hand clasped tightly against it's abdomen.
Minato's glazed eyes locked onto Kurosu's in a feeble pleading glance before they rolled back and the boy collapsed heavily, a dark trail of blood winding back into the dark alley behind him. He acted immediately, shoving the girl towards Kuragai, and hastening to Minato's side. "Where's Zach? Did you leave him behind?" He heard Kuragai mutter. Kurosu turned the blood soaked boy gently on to his side, pressing his fingers to his pulse. It was weakening. "i'm going to find Zach... if the Matryoshka have him I can give her back for him... I'll be back" Kurosu glanced up, silently watching Kuragai's back as it rushed past him, and disappeared into the alley.

The injured boy's body trembled beneath him, and Kurosu's irritable mood was replaced with one of focused efficiency. He removed the boy's hand, tugging the shirt away to inspect a deep puncture wound. His mind raced. Deep, not ragged. A blade perhaps? Working quickly Kurosu opened his briefcase, pulling out a small box and a spool of thin thread. Nimble fingers coaxed the floss through the eye on the curved needle. He frowned, looking down at the pale boy, His teeth cutting through the long strand. Multiple wounds; he had lost too much blood already. Kurosu tore the shirt father apart, moving the boy's injured arm onto his side. The long, spiraled gash around the forearm was deep, and would need stitching too.

A figure moved into his peripheral vision, and Kurosu glanced up to regard the blue-headed Matryoshka. His jaw clenched at the sight of the bat in her hands, before he mutely returned to his work; readying a second needle. "... I know you don't trust me... But this guy's in a lot of trouble if we don't do something... So... You're going to have to trust me to help you take care of him..." She wanted to help? A infected, help the ones who hunt her? What was the scrawny, deceitful thing to do, with only a bat? Kurosu almost laughed at the irony, before he bitterly looked at the girl again. Her face had changed as she studied Minato, morphing from one of concern, to contempt. The girl stood, rattled; "Oh that's definitely not funny! I wouldn't trust this little bitch too much, Big Guy!" Alarmed, Kurosu's hand instinctively went to his crowbar, but the girl did not raise her bat against them. Instead she ran. ... Yes. Run little one. Run back to your Boss... Kurosu's eye settled angrily on the mutilated form of his colleague. Tell him to run while he can.

Red, slippery fingers unscrewed the cap of the bottle, as he steadied the wounds. "I am sorry Minato..." Kurosu did not delay; Pouring the alcohol over his own hand, and pressing it against the puncture wound, then swiping it across the boy's arm, and the shallow lacerations on his cheek. Tearing the bottom of Minatos shirt, Kurosu wiped away most of the free-flowing blood, throughly examining the cuts, and removed a few pieces of gravel. The boy was limp to his ministrations. Kurosu's brows knotted as he dipped the needles into the alcohol. Faster... Work faster. In and out the curved needle flew; tight stitching pulling the rendered flesh together. Kurosu could feel the seconds slip by, as his fingers grasped the slippery needle he squinted down upon. Finally, the stitches were finished. Kurosu did not glance twice at the rushed job- the spaced stitching and hastily tied loops. He pressed his hand against the boy's cheek, hovering over him; "I will not let you die... Minato."


Kurosu felt his energy leave him- felt it drain into the boy's battered body; filling it with reviewed vitality. He felt his limbs grow weaker, heavier, his breathing labored. Just... A little more... A haze settled over his mind, the pain increasing. Agony. Rippling through his bones; yet he kept his hand to the boy's cheek. The boy opened his eyes, and Kurosu doubled over beside him.
Long minutes passed as he fought to slow his breathing, finally raising his head, and pushing himself upright to look down at Minato. He cursed his shaking fingers as he returned the bloody implements to his case haphazardly, pulling out a roll of bandages. His eye softened in relief. "Lucky for you, there are two." Unraveling them, he wrapped Minato's arm in silence, deliberately focusing on the act and tucked it into place. His eye returned to Minato's; "You will have to sit up, It will hurt slightly, as it is not completely healed." He helped the boy right himself, then lifted his shirt to wrap the boy's torso.


Kurosu sat in silence beside Minato, watching as the trembling in his hands slowed. Relief. He had felt relief when he saw Minato's eyes open. He had brought the boy back; back from the chill that had settled over him, his grave wounds. For the price of his own pain. Had Minato collapsed anywhere else, the boy would not have lived. Kurosu's head throbbed, but his demeanor remained serene; the pain would pass, but there was no quick fix- he would not be able to use his powers again until his health returned to him.
The man's dark head bowed as he rested his arms on his knees.

"Minato." Kurosu's low voice reverberated into the stillness of the alley; "What... Happened."

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Everything seemed cold, perhaps it was the chill in the air or the ground he lay upon but everything was cold. Minato could no longer feel the pain in his wounds, his blood had also run cold, so much so that it felt frozen to him. He couldn’t move, not in the slightest. It was like he had left his body back on earth and was standing in the middle of a dark room. A pitch black room in which he couldn’t see anything. Minato had to wonder if he was dead. It wouldn’t surprise him, he just cursed himself for taking it a little too far. Then suddenly a burst of pain hit him, but it was gone within seconds, left with a stinging sensation. He wasn’t dead, at least, no yet.

Minutes flew by without any thing else happening, Minato left in the same dark and cold room of his sub consciousness. Minato’s chances seemed even further away than ever now. That was until the darkness around him began fading, turning to shades of grey until it disappeared completely. He now felt pain, psychical pain and the warmth of his body. No longer did he feel cold, he felt warm and normal now. Slowly Minato opened his eyes to glance up at Kurosu and the dawning sky behind him. Minato opened his mouth to say something but Kurosu doubled over beside him, slowing his breathing as best as possible. He seemed like he was in pain or had been completely drained of energy, but Minato didn’t understand how.

His blue eyes watched Kurosu recover himself before he bent over Minato. He returned something to the briefcase he carried with him, though Minato couldn’t quite see what. “Lucky for you, there are two.” Kurosu said in a soft voice, one which Minato had never heard before. He blinked away the confusion as his partner unravelled the bandages and wrapped one silently around his arm. It took a few minutes, but his eyes returned to Minato’s when he was done. “You will have to sit up, It will hurt slightly, as it is not completely healed.” Minato nodded slightly and (with the help of Kurosu) sat himself up. Kurosu began bandaging around his torso, Minato occasionally letting out small hisses of pain but nothing too dramatic.

When Kurosu was finished he sat beside Minato in silence, none of them wished to say anything to each other. Minato sat there staring down at the bandaged wounds, bringing a hand up to his face and touching the scratch marks. They also hurt, but a lot less now. He was thankful, even if this was all according to plan. Being that close to death taught him never to do anything that serious to himself ever again.

“Thank you Kuro-sama…” Minato uttered, staring down at both of his own hands.

“Minato.” Finally Kurosu spoke and the boy glanced up and sideways at the other. He was resting his arms upon his knees with his head bowed. “What... Happened.” Minato actually wondered if he should be saying anything, if he really should be placing the blame upon the others. Either way he certainly was not going to say that he did it to himself. Minato opened his mouth to say something, but sighed and closed it, drawing his knees to his chest and wrapping his arms around them.

“Zachari.” he mumbled into his knees. “He…” Minato paused, allowing tears to grow in his eyes. “He betrayed us.” He wiped his eyes upon his sleeves and raised his head once again. “I was going after the Martyoshka, winning too. When he created one of his aura swords and stabbed me.” Minato glanced down at the wound in his side, it had stopped bleeding thankfully but the pain he felt was still there. “I tried to talk some sense into him but he just attacked me again. Thankfully I moved away in time but he got my arm.” he rubbed the wound on his arm and pushed more tears from his eyes. “I tried to run away, but the pain was too much and I fell. Then the Martyoshka attacked me, one of them, the blonde one, caught my face. I did manage to kick one of them away and that acted as a distraction for me to escape.” Minato finally glanced over to Kurosu. “Then I met you, and you saved me.” he smiled weakly, wiping the last remaining tears from his pale and scarred face.

“Please Kurosu,” Minato said, using Kurosu's real name this time. “We have to stop Zachari.”

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There was a long pause until the boy shifted beside him.
A strained sigh broke into the quite of early morning, and Kurosu waited patiently. It was understandable he should be shaken; the boy had undergone something heinous. He himself did not altogether know how his own feelings faired. His impatience to know how Minato came to be attacked; the surge of fury he first felt when laying eyes on the torn boy, and yet- that sluggish fatigue which now weighed down upon his shoulders. They seemed to contradict each other; until all emotion canceled out. Leaving him empty.

Kurosu felt nothing as he stared at his red hands, anticipating Minato's explanation. Red.. Blood.. And Bloodstained Hands. He turned away from the painful memories, to look at Minato. The boy had curled in on himself like a cat; pitifully drenched in it's own blood. It seemed so unnatural, so wrong. It Is wrong. No child should have to experience that... not even if he is a member of a task force such as this. Kurosu felt the anger rise slowly in him again, cutting through the sluggish haze that had fallen around his mind, mixing with a far less familiar emotion- Pity. He was just a child. A child... Sent to die in a impossible Search and Destroy consignment.

The silence had ticked away slowly, the two equally motionless save for the teardrops that fell steadily from the boy's eyes. A faint hint of worry began to arise in Kurosu as he watched the tears stain the asphalt. Perhaps the boy was traumatized. In shock? He cursed his hazed mind as he tried to pull up any knowledge from previous classes about situations such as these. Should I comfort him?... Kurosu frowned at the thought, irked that Kuragai had run off. He was no good at these sorts of things. Suddenly, the boy mumbled. The words would have been inaudible if not for the close attention he paid to Minato's every move. "Zachari. He..." More tears fell from the boy's eyes, as he choked on the words. A jolt of fear shot through Kurosu like electricity; pooling icily in his gut. Zachari is dead? His eye burned into the younger mans head, as he tried to steel himself.

"... He betrayed us."

There was not enough time.
The words came too fast; A jumble of sounds that assaulted his ears, but made no sense. Whatever worse-case-scenario he had been expecting; this, this.. thi- Betrayal- had not even presented itself as a possibility. He stared at the boy, his face inscrutable; Minato's words whirling in his head. He could see the boy was speaking, yet all he could hear was the echo of that inconceivable word.
"Please Kurosu, we have to stop Zachari." Betrayed us... betrayed... betrayed... betray-

Kurosu's hand slammed down upon the ground; his face now inches away from Minato's. His voice hissed out shakily, dripping with venom. "Are..." Kurosu took a unsteady breath in; "Are... you Absolutely. Sure..." The man's large frame was completely tensed; he barely breathed as his piercing gaze devoured Minato's deep gray eyes, searching for...something, anything- any desperate glint of hesitation. Kurosu could feel the unstable energy within his mind tighten somewhat... Zachari. Zachari... Mauled Minato? No- That... No... This was dangerous. These emotions... He had to... Had to control himself. Control. Only control could give him a clear head with which to reflect upon Minato's words.

He took a deep breath in; retreating a little. Kurosu squoze his eye shut, lifting his hand to his face. Control yourself! He let out the breath slowly. It did nothing to quell the fire within him. You will not become a monster again. Not over this... Calm- Idiot, the boy must be frightened. His eye opened again, to look down to Minato. "Forgive me." His voice rough, full of the churning tides he was desperately trying to suppress. He needs you. Get a hold on yourself...

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This would go a lot faster if you dragged him. I'm not going to drag around a passed out person... Even if they are a Matryoshka. See! You don't even think they're human! No, I do. I just said that I wouldn't drag a person, right? Please. You're splitting hairs. What are you talking about? Besides... Is that a tinge of fear? No! Only because you're too weak to carry a stupid thing... Hey, you're just as strong as me! No, Zachari was not talking to himself. He was talking to Marc. Who happened to share the same body, but if you asked either of them, they'd refuse to consider each other the same. In other words, Zachari considered Marc a completely different person, and vice versa. It did make conversations with other people confusing, mostly because Marc had a habit of taking over at awkward times and trying to kill others.

How far is this hospital, again? Not too far. Maybe another minute. Zachari felt like he had been walking for ages. It didn't help that Annoyance was taller, and therefore heavier, then Zachari actually was... Not like Zach was very strong in the first place. You don't get it, do you? We don't need other people! Ditch him, and let's get going. We might as well take Minato out before the rest of the Secret Police are after us. That was another problem. most of Zachari's mind was on his biggest problem. What was he supposed to do if everything thought he was a killer? Well, technically he was, but not quite like that... He didn't like killing; that was Marc. Killing is living! Shut up. See, there it is. Zachari let out a deep breath as he continued to trudge the last few blocks to the hospital, which was considered a neutral zone by the Secret Police. Even a Matryoshka could go and get medical treatment... Then again, as soon as they stepped out they'd get detained, so it wasn't much. Either way, the humans would listen to the Secret Police.




"Right this way, sir," one of the nurses said as Zachari stepped inside. Obviously Kura had gotten there first, because they seemed to be expecting him. Nodding, Zachari tiredly handed off Annoyance to one of the doctors. They put him on a steel gurney and rolled him off, probably for some heavy surgery. "Your partner is in room 309," another nurse told him as she ran off. Nodding again, Zachari looked around the hall. It was mostly empty. Probably because they're scared, Marc commented dryly. No shit, Zachari replied as he headed towards the right room. You would too, if we didn't have powers. That's a lie if I've ever seen one. You're the coward here. Zachari didn't reply. He let out a sigh as he passed room 300, and then room 301.

As far as hospitals went, it wasn't very large. Just three stories, with three-hundred and forty rooms, it was just what Gray needed. Then again, there was a surprisingly high amount of injuries recently. Luckily I haven't caused many of them, Zachari thought. Marc rolled his eyes... Or would have, if he had been in control. These people are lucky I'm not in control. They'd all be killed. Zachari never got why Marc killed people so easily. All he knew was that he couldn't let him gain control, unless he was in the middle of nowhere... Which wasn't possible, but still. Recently Marc had been very on/off, gaining control at the most random of times. The worst time was when Zachari nearly killed a family of four... Luckily it had been blamed on a rouge Matryoshka.

"Kuragai?" Zachari stepped into the small room, where Pink was resting. He didn't see the other Matryoshka anywhere. Maybe she had taken off? "Is she going to survive?" Zachari asked, closing the door softly behind him. He looked around. Yes, the room was empty, but he saw a bathroom that could hide someone... Stop being paranoid! Kuragai would have checked the room already, Marc pointed out. "I just sent Annoyance to the doctors. He'll be fine." Now to talk about what they were going to do next. "I can't return to the Secret Police. Minato attacked these Matryoshka, and I saw him... There is no way he'll let me live, knowing his secret." Zachari sighed, sitting down in a visitor's chair. It was uncomfortable as hell. "If you want to return, you should leave soon."

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Kura sighed as he rubbed his temple, this was rather stressful. At first he had thought it would be easy to swicth sides, just walk away from the Secret Police and stay with the Matryoshka. He didn't expect them to accept him first thing and so he himself had made the framework of some sort of intiation, a test of loyalty to the new group, whom Serious had convinced him were better and who Kura had already thought of as good people. Carrying Pink here, as well as Piki, had been no trouble for him, most of his weight taken off as he glided on a bed of wind.

It hadn't taken long for him to find the hospital but even then he had had to waste precious time talking to the doctors, who at first cowered as all the other regulaur humans had. He had convinced them of the urgency of these people and that they were useful to the Secret Police, that was when they decided to help them. Kura had gotten to the hospital first and so Pink was the first to be put in a room. Kura had no idea where Piki had gone after he had arrived at the hospital, everything moving too quickly to keep track of her whereabouts. Now he sat here in Pink's room, sitting in an uncomfatable chair and looking at the ground.

"What am i going to tell Zach?" he said, not afraid to speak normally as Pink was unconcious and he had seen no-one else in the room or the bathroom next door to Pink's room.
Do we need to tell him anything? Why can't we just tie him up or better yet silence him for good, we don't want him running back to the others and telling them what we are doing, we may be powerful Idiot but we are not indestructible and with these Matryoshka knocked out they are no use to us...
"We can't do that, not until we know what Zach plans to do... i don't know what happened in that alley or how Minato got those inguries... we should tell him the truth and see his reaction... also i was wondering"
Don't wonder, then you come up with stupid ideas, what do you want us to do? Jump off another building?
"We should find a cure... for the Matryoshka i mean... we are all crazy some way or other but we aren't getting out of here anytime soon..."
A cure...

The conversation was stopped as Zach walked into the room.
"Kuragai?...Is she going to survive?...I just sent Annoyance to the doctors. He'll be fine...I can't return to the Secret Police. Minato attacked these Matryoshka, and I saw him... There is no way he'll let me live, knowing his secret...If you want to return, you should leave soon."
Despite everything, Kura smiled, so they were in the same boat, not just in their personality issues but their sides.

"It is good that Boss is safe... Pink will be fine, hopefully... so Minato attacked them"
I was right! He isn't Innocent
"then we are in the same boat... before i saw Boss and Pink like this i was planning to find them and leave with them... i was swicthing sides for my own reasons... i din't want to have to hurt anyone so i left when Minato came back... he was ingured badly but most likely Kuro helped him... we both can't go back anymore..."
He looked at Zach and smiled "also i know about your other side... you're just like me... how should i say it... we are all Matryoshka now"

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Piki Carhop

It was all rather blurry now. Piki's mind was racing with a million thoughts. Kura had asked her to climb on his back, so she had. Then they were at the hospital and... Now what? She was sitting outside, out of sight, just hoping everything would turn out well. She looked down at her hands, just a little bloody, still a little burnt. Was this normal for the Matryoshka? She had never encountered this kind of situation until she ran into Boss and Pinky... And now, both of them were in the normalner hospital being treated like normalners, while she sat outside in fear of being killed if she was seen... She wanted so badly to go inside, to see if Boss and Pinky were alright, but she knew she couldn't. The people inside would not want her there. She would contaminate their precious hospital with her horrible infection. She looked down at the ground. A few ants were there, as well as a few foot prints. She laughed a little at the ants as they tried to escape the grooves of the foot print. She suddenly jumped as she heard a noise though.

Piki took cover quickly as a man walked by. If he saw her, he would scream... It would alert the others, cause issues. She couldn't be caught... Her mind went to Kura inside. He had so happily aided them... But why? Most people hated Matryoshka, even some Matryoshka hated Matryoshka. So what made him so special. She put a hand on her chin to think for a moment. He could summon fire, that certainly wasn't something most normalners did.... But... She sighed. The thought had gone just as fast as it came. She turned to make sure the man was gone before sitting down. Boss... He had better be alright... Even Pinky... It would be nice if perhaps she had lost her ability to speak, but not death... Piki sighed a final time and stood. She hated waiting. She would have to find which room her friends were staying in...

She looked nervously at the building, realizing that she had a fear of heights as she did so. None the less, she found herself scanning for a window with lights on. She began to attempt to climb the building, checking rooms as she came to them. One poor woman saw her and screamed, before passing out. After much searching, Piki came across a room with two people standing in it. Pinky was laying in the bed, still out like a light. Piki frowned as she tried to concentrate on the two people, while not falling from the second story window. She recognized Kura and... Fancy Pants. She smiled a little and tapped her bat on the window. She waved just a little. Hopefully, they would let her in... She didn't want to climb back down.

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Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Misa Harukan Character Portrait: Kyler Rocco
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Kuragai Smith

Kura looked down, not yet getting an answer from Zach, he was probably shocked or something to that effect. Would he get mad? Would he leave? Would he join? So many questions and so little time to answer them all. If it came down to a fight then really it would be hard though but Kura might have been the victor, he had a more flexable power. Though Devil was a rouge element, something that could not be calculated easliy.
You are so indeiscive, kill them or not kill them, kill them or not kill them, kill them- make up your mind!... this is why is should be in control, i would make the right choices
Why was he always like that anyway, Serious, Kura meant. He was just like Devil, or at least in terms of their sides, but this was waht Kura had been like before coming here to Gray and becoming infected. So really out of everyone he had been somewhat blessed, who knew what would have happened had something else about him changed. An image of Minato came to mind and Kura felt himself shudder. He needed to give him a new nickname now.

He mulled it over for a few secounds and then whispered to nobody, not even Serious
"How about Babyface?"
There was a slight chuckle in his head
Who Minato? I would love to see his reaction
Kura smiled, it was often that they agreed on anything but it was nice when they did.

Kura was distracted from further thought when suddenly he heard knocking from the window of the room, it was Piki, with her bat. He looked dull for a moment then sprung to life and he ran to the window and quickly opened it.
"What were you doing? You could have fallen... you could have come in through the front door... no-one was stopping you..." Kura sighed "it doesn't matter... come and sit down".
With that Kura dragged out a chair for Piki to sit on.
"Binary you're probably wondering why i helped Boss and Pink... i interrigated you earlier, now's your turn to interrogate me".