Wiser and Older - Story of the Last 6

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Omnes Agnitioni [19] "Thou does not take pity on thy whom does not seek it." - The All Knowing One
Hana Ambrose [17] "It's so cold..."
Belphegor Tonitrui [17] "My calculations say that you will quite frankly, be slaughtered."
Zerxes Ayres [16] "There's no room for mistakes."
Tsukina Mitsuki [14] Major WIP
Pulchra Arcanum [13] WIP
Akira Velator [10] "You're all so... dull."
Baldwin Yikes [8] "That's right. I'm the guy who perfected cloning."
Danny Knight [7] Psychic leader of the last 6

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Character Portrait: Baldwin Yikes Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Akira Velator Character Portrait: Minerva Dawkins Character Portrait: Miko Sasaki Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Elijah Blakewood Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose

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And here I sit, at this desk, typing on this universal computer the story of the Last Six. Oh, how long has it been since I addressed such topics? Weeks? Months? Years? Centuries, ears, eternity? Of course, no one can know this but me myself for I know everything. I know everyone. I know all. Some would call such abilities a gift. But I wouldn't call it that. You're think I believe my abilities to be a curse, do you not? Well, to answer that, I don't think nor do I believe this is a curse. It's a calling. I am to spend eternity knowing all until I find one to take my place. But what would happen after that, you ask? Well, I would be no more. I would be erased from eternity. It would no longer be me keeping track of the events taking place nor would it ever be me. But, I refuse to give this calling to anyone else. Not out of spite, not out of greed, not for the sickness of power-hording. I don't wish this suffering upon anyone else. Nor do I wish anyone else to ever suffer.

That's enough about me. While I write this, a small group of Galians are taking shelter on a planet most commonly known as Earth. These Galians are seeking out a new planet for the rest of their people to inhabit. It just so happens that the Galians are coming from a planet much like Earth. After all, it is the Earth of a different universe. They don't call their planet Earth though. No, their planet goes by the name of Galliga. It resides in a universe structure much like Earth's. The different is all the planets are full of life. But this is for another story.

Upon blending in with Earths people, some of the Galians changed. They no longer wanted the Humans to exterminate humans. They had decided to breed with them. And with that, the Spades were created. Before it was known to the humans, however, the Galians left, the leader tired of trying to get the humans into the next world war. He had made his whole team that had came with return with him as well, setting course back to their home planet.

As the Spades generation grew older, the worlds nations fought more and more. There was many problems containing to it all. Politics. Religion. Gay rights. Science. They list goes on. All the many topics continued in an never ending list. But the Spades kept on. They became the greatest minds in the world. Some would even call them all reincarnations of Einstein, Leonardo Da Vinci, Sir Isac Newton, Stephan Hawking, and Niles Bohr alike. Then they all banded together to form a group. A group they called the Spades, thus naming their own subspecies of bipedal species.

Once banded, they started experiments. For what ever reason, they wished to clone themselves, to make themselves more powerful. To expand their species without the need to commit the act of procreation. They started by testing small animals. This included mice, rats, squirrels, birds. Then they went bigger. Small cats and small dogs. Then bigger. Big dogs, chimpanzee's, monkeys. Eventually, they started testing apes and gorilla's. Then humans. They would send some of the members out to receive DNA of the healthiest human babies in the world. No one questioned this as they believed the Spades to be smart and world loving like the great minds they believed them to be. They didn't expect this.

Sixty of the worlds healthiest new born babies were chosen, a sample of their DNA taken in a vial, along with their name, to the Spades headquarters. Here was where they edited those sixty DNA's, crossing them along and giving some of their own DNA to aid in it all. But one of the Spades decided to put just enough into one of the children he was creating to make the child biologically his. As they finished researching and editing DNA and all, war broke out.

The Galians plains had finally taken off long after they had all gone. The world had launched into a world war that eventually hit everywhere but the small islands of the world. As this happened, the Spades loaded themselves and their new infants all into a space-station. Before they took off though, they dumped the First Five of the children who had awoken into orphanages around the world. The Spades had put small, undetectable computer chips into the back of the neck of each child. This computer chip didn't only tack the child through their life. It gave access for the Spades to manipulate the dreams of the children, and little did they hesitate.

Once in space, they Spades continued on experimenting. Their were times when one of the subjects would wake up. These children either drowned in the ectoplasm in their cylinder or their plug was pulled by their watcher Spades member, as each member was assigned to his or her own child, sometimes two. Over the years they lost all the children but six from various reasons that included Galian invasions, plug-pulling, drowning, and failure of tests. Then it happened. The first of the Last Six awoke after a Spades member tried pulling it's plug for no reason. It used the powers it inherited to get out of the cylinder, with such waking the others and helping them out.

They was when they realize the life in the computer was a lie. It was all pretend. Weather they were a king, a President, or anything else important didn't matter no more. All they had left was each other. That's what I told them, or, rather, am telling them. I had appeared on the ship in front of the naked six. The Spades members had ran in shouting, then stopped in my presence. Then wanted to know what happened and why. But all I could tell them was what had happened. The Last Six had awoken. And as we speak, the First Five are closing in by the second.



Omnes Agnitioni, the All Knowing One, had appeared in front of the Last Six. They were each standing in a pile of glass and green slim from their hibernation cylinders, naked and dripping in green goo. Omnes hands each of them a dark cloak. This form of Omnes is his younger form, his cloak already on but the hood pulled back. His eyes completely blacked out, no pupil visible, no whites visible. His forearms, hands, face, and head, completely covered in markings that continued down on his skin beneath the cloak. He appears to be hovering slightly off the ground, his cloak not reaching the floor and his feet not being seen.

"Be not frightened of me. Be not frightened of me." Omnes spoke, his voice doubled in harmony; one deeper, one younger, speaking at the same time and echoing off the walls. For any normal human, it'd be considered the voice of a god. "I am but thee All Knowing One. All, I see it. All, I know it. All, I know it." He spoke again, the same dueled effect happening and the echo following as he paused and made eye contact with each.

It wasn't too long for a Spades member to come running in. Baldwin Yikes. As he ran, he yelled into a walkies-talkie. "I heard a noise, sounded like glass breaking. I'm on my way to-!" He stopped in his tracks, shock on his face, when he saw Omnes and the Six. After a moment of staring, he spoke into the talkie "We have a code RED7777. We have the Six awake and...and....the All Knowing One."

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Character Portrait: Baldwin Yikes Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Akira Velator Character Portrait: Minerva Dawkins Character Portrait: Miko Sasaki Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Elijah Blakewood Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose

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Hana Ambrose


It was a brisk night, Hana's parents weren't home as she stood upon the balcony, letting the cold breeze push onto her skin, letting her night gown and hair flow and ripple around her. She took a deep breath as she continued walking closer to the edge of the balcony, placing her trembling hands upon the railing of the ledge. Her breath was shaky and as she exhaled she could see a fog come out of her mouth...it was as if she were a ghost already...it was about time she ended it.

She began lifting her foot up upon the ledge...she was so cold...she was about to continue...

But he stopped her. Nicholas.

She shoved her face into his chest, continuing to cry as he stroked her hair trying to calm her down. He wrapped his arms around her, he brought her warmth even in the cold winter air. They talked throughout the rest of the night, he told her how worried he was about her and she told him how she felt...she had promised to make her life better...to face her fears and to not let sadness get to her...he had saved her.

He began to bring his lips closer to hers...it was going to be her first kiss...and she wouldn't regret having it go to him. 'It's like a fairy tale' she thought to herself as she followed his lead. Their lips were close...about to meet...


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A loud sound of shattering glass shattered around Hana, causing her ears to ache in pain. She coughed on the ground wondering what the hell happened, wondering if all of that was just another one of her dreams. But as she was thinking all of her thought processes stopped when it hit her how cold she was. She looked at herself, she was nude and her body covered in some sort of translucent green liquid. A red blush shone on her face as she covered herself.

She began shivering, not only due to her nudity and how cold it was, but also to her fear. She scanned the room around her and as she looked, she noticed others. They were on the floor as she was, covered in the same green liquid, and...well, nude. It was extremely embarrassing, the presence of a boy in their company making it a lot worse...he was the first guy she had ever seen naked...and the circumstances weren't close to being anything romantic or intimate.

Suddenly, another male appeared in front of all of them, at his sudden appearance she shuddered and let out a faint gasp. But this man wasn't ordinary, and at least he was clothed unlike the other boy. He offered them cloaks, and without hesitation Hana took one, covering herself. She had so many questions, specifically, 'What's going on?' but she didn't have time to ask...just to listen.

He spoke, his voice like no other she had ever heard before...like that of an angel...or even a god...was that what he was? For now she guessed she'd just stick with 'The All Knowing One' seeing as that was what he introduced himself with. Soon after what the All Knowing One had finished speaking, another man entered, yelling frantically...he referred to six being awake, and to the All Knowing One...hopefully this man had answers...she guessed that they were the Six he spoke of, but what did that mean? The fact that the man was panicking about their awakening worried Hana, so she opted to pay attention to the All Knowing One's directions before anything else.

Miko Sasaki


It was around two in the afternoon when Miko finally woke up from his sleep. He stretched like a lion within his bed before he finally sat up, somehow still groggy after all the sleep he had. Most of his clientele asked for readings from the afternoon to night, and it was the only way he could afford the place he was staying at, so he made the sacrifices to his sleep schedule that he had to make.

Yawning, he crawled out of bed, stumbling onto the floor. After hearing his stomach growl with hunger he decided not to bother with showering or getting dressed until after he ate. He walked out of the room, his attire consisting of an unzipped hoodie and boxers as he managed to poor himself a bowl of cereal to eat. He plopped down onto the couch, turning on the TV to watch the news while eating. He enjoyed watching the news, especially in turbulent times such as these where you never knew what could happen next.

He flicked from news channel to news channel, scanning the information before he finally ended up on one news channel showcasing an alleged shape shifter. When he saw what they were reporting his jaw immediately dropped. His eyes attentively scanned the screen, searching for any semblance or trace of photoshopping or video editing that could have been done to make it seem like this person was a shape shifter, but he couldn't detect any in the slightest. He was about ninety percent certain that this shifter was legit, but the only way to be a hundred percent sure would be to check in with the All Knowing One of course. But he was intensely curious to find out about this person if they were to turn out to be a real shape shifter...he wanted to meet someone like him, someone with abilities that made them different from the rest.

Turning off the TV, Miko closed his eyes and focused on summoning the All Knowing One, before text reading 'Not Available' appeared in his mind. He growled and grumbled to himself, frustrated. "Is the guy still pissed at me?" He asked himself out loud. Shaking his head he decided he might as well take a shower and try again, stripping before stepping into the shower and turning it on.

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Character Portrait: Baldwin Yikes Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Minerva Dawkins Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose

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Bel, one of the first of the last Six to awaken, had not adapted as quickly as he would have liked to the strange room he was in. He had assumed foul play was involved and that he had been kidnapped, but his theorizing had been cut short by the appearance of a strange man with no 'normal' eyes. Bel took the cloak he was handed and put it on, having decided that he'd rather face outside of wherever he was with the commodity of clothing. Assuming the place he was at worked the same way his kingdom did, then he most likely would be told to put on clothing. That's when he saw the others in the room. Most of them, to his dismay, were nude. He froze in shock before composing himself and putting on the cloak. He had fumbled around with the cloak, but eventually managed to put it on. His cheeks were no longer flushed, for he had begun listening to the person who gave him the cloak.
The man had introduced himself as the All Knowing One. If Bel's memory served correctly, this would mean that the All Knowing one was omniscient. Bel decided he would call the man 'AKO' instead of the ridiculously long name the man had introduced himself with. Bel decided to do two things simultaneously: interrogate the AKO and see if he could get into the systems of whatever technological room he was in. Hopefully the technology wouldn't be too alien, but he couldn't expect luck to be on his side. Bel backed himself against a wall and slid his hand behind his back, touching a wall of sorts. He then, without moving the hand behind his back, spoke. "I am Belphegor otherwise known as Bel, but I'm sure you already knew that, All Knowing One." Bel was going to use the AKO's supposed omniscience to his advantage, " If what you're saying is true, then I have but one question." Bel smiled as he said this, "What now?"
Bel turned from the AKO and towards the other 'six', still listening for anything the Ako might say of course. "Good morning," Bel wasn't rude. "Assuming what the All Knowing one says is true, you're stuck with me." Bel said this matter-of-factly. The others seemed to be in the same situation as he was, so he saw that forging alliances with them would be of his best interest.
Then he saw Baldwin run in. The man's voice seemed somewhat familiar, but Bel brushed it off as his mind playing tricks on him. "You do understand that us 'Six' can hear you, and that we most likely hold some degree of power over you, right?" Bel had managed to, through his tampering with the ship, make a makeshift spear behind his back. He couldn't have done much else without familiarizing himself with the ship. His previous question had simply been to make a distraction from the weapon he was creating. He didn't particularly fear the AKO interfering, for the AKO could have killed Bel easily if the AKO had wanted to. It was simple logic. "Now then, mind filling poor-little confused me in on what code RED7777 is?" Bel didn't actually expect to need to fight, and instead expected to be able to have a proper discussion. The weapon he had fashioned from a part of the wall behind him was simply a precaution.

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Zerxes Ayres

"This is impossible!" Zerxes sat at his desk, breathing heavily as the glow projecting from his computer screen reflected off his glasses. His eyes skimmed frantically through each coding that he had recorded upon his database, regarding each and every experiment he had assisted with. His fist found itself diving into the keyboard, causing numerous keys to become lose and break a part. "I've gone through each and every possibility..." He hesitated, swaying away from the screen on his leather office chair, slowly removing his glasses, "and yet, the result is still the same." He exhaled heavily, brushing his pale hand through his hair.

His mind was trying to comprehend the fact that he had failed to create a successful clone. He wasn't a human being, so why did failing seem so natural? After hours of collecting data, observing other scientists at their work and adding many adjustments to his previous experiments, failure was still the final outcome. What was he doing wrong? He sighed lightly, realising that he was letting his human traits get to him again, before facing the computer screen again. Practise made perfect and Zerxes was willing to spend as much time as possible, reaching for perfection. "Wait a second..." His eyes widened, as he hovered the cursor over a file. 'The First Five' What exactly had he stumbled upon.

SMASH!

The sound of smashing glass raised Zerxes' suspicion as he flung out of his seat, retrieving his spectacles and placing them back over his eyes. "It couldn't be..." He mumbled. Without much thought, he dashed out the room, leaving the door slamming behind him whilst the walkie-talkie within his lab coat echoed. "We have a code RED7777. We have the Six awake and...and....the All Knowing One." Zerxes' hasty dash had slowed into a gentle jog as he went into thought.

Code RED7777? We succeeded with the last of our experiments? ... That must be why he's here. This is extraordinary.

For some strange reason, his mouth started to gather more moisture than usual, as the scent of the gooey green liquid became stronger. The tension was so high that he could feel it, and he didn't like that one bit as he strolled into the room next to Baldwin. He seemed shaken. He had a reason to be.

"The Human body is truly disgusting." He said, whilst adjusting his glasses. "Baldwin, do you realise what we have achieved?" He turned to look at him again, only to realise that one of them had developed a grudge very quickly, as some sort of weapon had formed. It looked like it had an intent to kill. Slowly easing back, Zerxes finally began to realise the situation he was in. Each and every one of them posed a threat, they were super-weapons that he assisted with creating. Beings that could pose much danger without much effort at all. He had to be smart about his next move, he had to keep them calm. But that would prove hard, seeming how the All Knowing One was present.

As Zerxes saw it, he had three options. Run, Attack or Negotiate. As tempting as running seemed at the current moment, doing that would only prove that all their time spent creating such magnificent beings would only be in vain, their leader wouldn't be satisfied with that either. Attacking would be suicide. Leaving one other possibility.

Taking a step forward, Zerxes began to speak, using nothing but complete improvisation. "I know you're confused, and I know you're all scared. Worried. And angry to know that the lives you once thought was very real, was only a figure of your imaginations..." He paused, glaring at each and every creation. He wasn't a man to give out sympathy, he didn't believe in that. "But as far as I see it, we created you. We gave you life. We made you into what you are, the least you can do is offer us respect for what we have done for you all." His voice trembled a little, knowing that he had no defences against such beings, but he was buying time. Not only to think of a way to get out of this issue, but overcome it also. Failure wasn't an option.

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Character Portrait: Baldwin Yikes Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Minerva Dawkins Character Portrait: Miko Sasaki Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose

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"If what you're saying is true, then I have but one question...What now?"
"You open your eyes to the lies you've been living." Omnes said, a smile nearly appearing on his face. He would have continued to explain to the six, but, of course, the Spades had to intervene, as always. And that wasn't all, one of the Fist Five, Miko, was trying to summon him. Omnes would have went, but he had much he must do to prepare the last Six before he may even leave them behind. So, he sent this to poor Miko.
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Hopefully he wouldn't be too upset. Omnes watched the scene rolled out just the way he knew it would. Bel taking precaution while trying to act casual. Baldwin being slightly shocked for Omnes presence and shocked at Zerxes taking everything so easy like there's not a chance their experiments can strike any moment. Omnes listened as Zerxes speak and found that this what his chance to aid into this. This would someday become Ombes' downfall, and he knew that. But it's his duty to do these thing.

"Respect is what thou must show thy fathers, is it not? Omnes said, his voice doubling again but with a more deeper voice as he donned his hood. The moment the fabric of his hood touched his head, he grew. He went from looking the young, innocent, weak age he did to looking old, cruel, and powerful. He mostly looked this way around the Spades as a way of intimidation and to show them he wasn't just some kid. The marks that covered his skin spread out until not a millimeter of pale skin was shown. His eyes took on a new darkness as they deepened into his face. A long grey-blue beard growing down to over his chest. He no longer looked little, malnourished, or weak. He looked big, almighty, and powerful. His cloak seemed to grew old and worn with him, making his newly appeared muscles look more bulbous. His hands grew to that of a child's nightmare monster with long claws like finger nails.

The transformation took less that a minute, but seemed to last hours. After giving a look to the two Spades members, he turned back to the Last Six, instantly turning back to his young form, hood over his. "Would you two like to explain, or shall I?" Omnes said, his voice still dueled in harmonized young and old. He was clearly asking the Spades members.

Baldwin took this chance to speak. First, he retorted at Bel who said something about them having a degree of power over them. "First off, you have no degree of power over anything! We created you, not the other way around!" Baldwin yelled at Bel, his eyes cold and angry. "Secondly, you have no authority here either, Omnes!" He added, this time glaring at Omnes. Omnes simply widened his eyes and a small amused smirk appeared on his face. "And lastly, you don't get to ask questions!" He said, turning back to the six. "Your not suppose to ask any damn questions! Just listen and obey! That's what you do!" He put his head down, raising his hands to rub his temples. He was obviously tired.

He walked over and sat in one of the chairs beside an empty cylinder. "All you need to know is we didn't expect any of you to actually make it to these last stages, but you did. Now, all you've got to do is forget the lives you lived. Those were simulations full of testing. No matter how real it felt, you need to realize none of it was real." He paused and looked up, his hands now on the armrests of the chair. "You've all been sleeping a hell of a long time. It's time to wake up, children, and open your eyes to the real world." He didn't know it at the time, but Baldwin just restated Omnes' answer from before. Baldwin stood, glanced over the Six, and walked over to Zerxes. "You can take it from here. I need a serious break." At that, he walked out of the door.

He went down the hall, to the left, and into the Simulation Room. This is the room where most of the Spades members who became tired of living in this space ship with nothing to do would go. He stepped in the room. In the room was many other rooms, each with a metal symbol on the front that represented the name of each member, for each member had their own personal simulations. Finding his being the second to the right, Baldwin opened the door to the small room. There's only room for one person. He leaned against the slightly inclined wall, putting his arms down to his side and laying his hands flat against the wall. Three metal straps came out of the wall. One going over his ankles and connecting to the wall on the opposite side. One going over his thighs and connecting to the wall on the opposite side. And one reaching up and over his forehead to the opposite side of the wall.

He took a deep breath. Inhaling then exhaling. Before closing his eyes and letting the simulation take his. He was now in a night club. Not a normal night club though. This was one of those night clubs that only play futuristic songs. By the sound of the music, someone was fighting. And they were. He loved his simulation. And he knew he'd live another day.

Back to Omnes and the Six. Could he give more answers.

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Character Portrait: Baldwin Yikes Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Minerva Dawkins Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose

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Suki stared of into the fire. Her brother sat on the sofa beside her and watched her.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, frowning slightly.
Suki didn't take her eyes of the fire, "I'm watching the fire... Upside down."
Her brother frowned and left the room mumbling something about her always being the weird one. She laughed and sat up properly as her phone rang.
"Suki?" came the voice from the other side of the phone.
"Mmhmm, 'tis I, the person you seek," Suki replied, still in a sort of trance looking at the fire.
"Oook, why are you staring at a fire?" he said, Suki paused not really knowing what to say to this, "I can see you from the car," he explained.
"On my god Max, you do know that's incredibly creepy,"
"Sorry..."
Suki hung up and left the house heading to Max's car. Samantha and Blane were already in the back, Suki got in the front.
"I can't believe you got an award for your art," Sam said to Suki.
Suki smiled and blushed a bit as they drove to the art center.


"Suki!" Blane yelled over the crowds, "Yours is next!"
Suki smiled as the crowds headed to her painting.
"... And this lovely piece of art work was painted by one of our young artists, Tsuki..."


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Suki sat up. What the hell was... Where was she? She looked around and she saw that she was naked. She screeched and covered herself. Someone handed her a cloak like thing, she slipped it on not hesitating. At this point she was aware of some type of green goo dripping from her hair. She heard talking but paid no attention to them, an alarm was sounding but it seemed distant. The only thing Suki was currently interested in was getting this stuff out of her hair. She began ringing it out and pulling big clumps of it from her hair.
"Aww, gross," she muttered and she shook her hand up and down trying to get the slime off it.
Someone left the room and Suki looked up.
"Ok, someone has a lot of explaining to do, so please, do start"
She looked around. It probably wasn't any of the ones near her, also covered in slime.
Wait... Does this have something to do with my... Ability, Suki thought. She didn't want to mention it as it might have nothing to do with that at all and it might put her in danger.

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Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose

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Zerxes Ayres

"W-what!?" Zerxes turned and simply watched his partner leave the room full of potential threats to man kind, completely abandoning him to fend for himself.

That bastard...

Zerxes faced the group once more, putting on a complete pokerface as now more of the experiments had begin to awaken properly. This wasn't good.He looked at each and every one of them in their eyes, while his throat seemed to dry up, making it particularly difficult to swallow. He pressed his fingers together, slowly licking his lips as time was running short.

"Ok, someone has a lot of explaining to do, so please, do start." The most recent one to awaken properly had already became aggravated with Zerxes, she had every reason to be.
"Alright." Zerxes replied hesitantly, taking a seat on a desk nearby. The scent of the green goo hung strongly in the room, only adding to the sheer tension that he was feeling.
"As explained before, you all have been created by our free will. We moulded you. Sculpted you. Formed you in our own image, not out of greed, not out of satisfaction.." He stuttered a little, looking down to his feet knowing that they wouldn't take the realisation well, and without the presence of any of his colleagues and his leader, things weren't going his way at all. "Anyway, your lives were nothing but a mere simulation that your minds had created. None of it was real. None."

He paused, adjusting his glasses as he moved towards the nearby 'window', glancing out of it calmly. "Matter of fact, this is the real world. Where you're located right now, is in the middle of space." He turned back to face them, breathing effortlessly. "Strange isn't it? millions of miles filled with nothing but junk and rock. But oh no, that's not all." He shook his head, feeling the need to tell them everything, since this was their lives now.

"There is a war going on. Perhaps this was the sole reason of which you were all created. You are weapons. Nothing more and nothing less." Zerxes' tongue seemed to roll with each syllable, as phonically, his voice seemed to become more intense like a snake with a tongue overwhelmed with venom. Zerxes' seemed to be much more relaxed right now. "What ever emotions you thought you felt, people you thought you had feelings for, events you thought you'd never forget. They are all irrelevant. What you should be thinking about is the fact that your homelands are under threat, your biological parents are facing death head on, thousands, if not, millions of beings have already lost their lives. And for what?" He stopped briefly, realising how believable he may of been. These weapons were vital for this war, and he wasn't willing to lose the war, or his experiments for that matter.

Despite the horrid transformation that the All Knowing One had completed in doing (some things are just not meant to be seen), Zerxes' gathered the courage to look at him. A simple glance was enough to test any being's courage. Luckily Zerxes' had just about enough to do so. "As for you, Omnes."
"You have no right here. Your presence here in itself, is utterly unacceptable. Trying to comfort these creations like you're 'God', Pha! Please." The same venomous tone that he once had, appeared once more as the glance from behind his glasses had not shifted one bit. "If anything, you should be telling them the same thing I have just told them about! There's a war going on and what the heck are you doing? Fucking nothing that's what! Who do you think you are, strolling up in this ship, talking to mycreations like you own them!?" The human emotions that Zerxes' desperately attempts to hide away, started to become clear again. It happened once in a while, as it happens to be that emotions are extremely difficult to control, even with a more developed brain.

"Our leader deserves to be God. Not you." He finished, deterring his attention from him and back at the creations.

"Now you have two options. Do as you're told or..." He reached for this strange device, one that was given to each and every scientist that was responsible of handling the experiments. Shaped like a gun, each 'bullet' contained highly concentrated chemicals, specially made to 'dispose' of failing experiments. As you can imagine, these devices were used regularly. He aimed it towards them, showing no let up.
"Each and everyone of you die."

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Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose

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Belphegor chuckled quietly at Zerxes words, they seemed so idiotic. They seemed like the words of a man who not fight nor flee, and the only proved his point, but Bel soon regained his composure. He was in a strange situation and had to be alert, he could enjoy the humour later on.

Bel listened to what the AKO, all knowing one, had said and was a bit shocked at the sudden transformation. He hadn't expected that, but soon added that into his calculations. From what he saw, he had a 60% of escaping safe and sound, a 30% chance of dying, and a 10% of other things happening.

"This must be the most foolish being in existence." Bel said this mostly to himself as he heard the voice of the person(Baldwin) who had contradicted him. "Do you expect me to bow down to my 'creator'?" Bel laughed, "Have you not bothered to watch my insignificant life, my most esteemed creator?" Bel was probably screwing himself over, but he didn't care. He had spent his whole lie of a life denying religion, and someone had the audacity to tell him to just listen and obey. "Have you not seen what I did to religion in my lie of a life?" Bel paused for a second, "Furthermore, if I held no power over you, you wouldn't have needed to tell me so." Bel saw the flaw in his words but decided not to add to them unless they were pointed out. He wanted to test his 'creator' and saw this as the best way to do so.

Bel began respecting Zerxes more than he did the one who called himself a creator. Bel's face turned into a serious expression that hid enjoyment when warfare was mentioned. He may not have admitted it, but he enjoyed dangerous situations where wit was the only variable determining the outcome. "A war?" Bel ignored the mention of him being a weapon as simple fact. He knew he had been a weapon from the first day he could coherently think in his lie of a life, and was not offended by being called one.

Bel however, decided to slightly push at Zerxes buttons before complying, which he intended to do so. "Do not dare threaten me," Bel's eyes lit up with fake anger, "I could kill you right now and right here, and you know this." Bel was probably pushing his luck, but he needed to find the creature's breaking point. "I'm sure you've heard of railguns and how they use electromagnetic energy, and I'm sure you know what I can do." Bel slowly moved the weapon out from behind his back and compressed it into a dense marble-like object. He made a fist and put his thumb under his forefinger and the marble over his thumb, then dropped the marble onto the ground. He was hoping to not need to kill anyone in the ship, for he was sure not even he could survive in space and he knew that he could not control the energy needed to launch the marble as if it was shot by a railgun.

"You had not expected us to survive, meaning that others have not survived. Assuming this is true, we are most likely very valuable to you. Now taking into consideration that there is a war raging on and you haven't won, I'd say we're most likely not quickly replaceable." Bel smiled triumphantly and began speaking before Zerxes could interrupt him, "I'll readily comply to fighting in this war as long as I know what I'm fighting for."

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Hana Ambrose

Hana let out a relieved sigh when the boy accepted the robe Omnes had given him, and put it on, at least he was modest, unlike many other men she had met in her life...if what that was could even be called her life any more...Hana shook her head, no...that couldn't have been fake This had to be a dream or something...she found herself desperately pinching at her arm, but to no avail, she didn't wake up from this nightmare. Then they had to have been kidnapped or something...but if that wasn't the case, she knew she was in complete denial, the All Knowing One told them their "lives" were a lie, and unless he was working with the others, it was the truth.

She found herself beginning to breathe roughly as things continued...she was beginning to panic...whatever was going on needed to be resolved, but what was she going to do about it? Her powers were useless offensively, she turned to the boy, he seemed to be the only one fully awake other than her out of the six of them. She was utterly shocked at how calm he was, sending a pleasant 'good morning' to the five of them. He was obviously much more in calm in this situation than she was, and she hoped he had some idea of what to do, and her hopes were fulfilled when she noticed him create a makeshift spear of sorts out of the metal of the ship...his powers were much more useful in this situation, in opposition to hers, which although could be helpful during their escape for surveillance and such, were of no help in initiating it. She began to move closer to him slightly, gravitating towards him in case he decided to attack and lead the way for escape. He had began to ask the man who bolted into the room questions, which was good...they needed answers.

However, it seemed like the boy got his answer to what the Code was when another man burst into the room, Code RED7777 must have just been something to alert the others of their awakening. The man seemed to be quite nervous, and Hana confirmed it, seeing notes of nervousness in his face with her heightened sense of sight; the slight perspiration, the small muscle convulsions and twitching. Hana returned her sight back to normal, waiting to see what he had to say. Those men had created them...the thought sent a chill down Hana's spine, causing her to swallow, her throat dry and in pain.

Omnes had made a transformation of some sort as he and the first scientists seemed to bicker among themselves. Hana took that time to try and regain her composure, but her attempts failed completely once Baldwin began speaking.

"All you need to know is we didn't expect any of you to actually make it to these last stages, but you did. Now, all you've got to do is forget the lives you lived. Those were simulations full of testing. No matter how real it felt, you need to realize none of it was real."

With that, he stormed out, leaving the rest to the other man. He had merely repeated what Omnes had said...but the way he said it...just his voice as he said it caused Hana to tremble and caused her to begin to hyperventilate. She tried to maintain herself, but everything was just going so fast...she wanted to go back to her old life...to the way things used to be...but she had to ask herself, why did she want to return to a lie? And, was her "life" ever really that good in the first place?

Soon, another girl out of the six of them grew to full consciousness, robing and demanding answers. The other man began elaborating on things, the point that they were created by them and that the lives they had lived before were nothing but lies kept on being reinforced repeatedly. The repetition of those facts was bringing Hana to her breaking point. He seemed so vile, so prideful in the fact that he was their creator and he seemed as though he had such menacing plans for them in the way that he spoke. She could feel tears forming in her eyes as he continued despite her attempts to stop them. He then spoke of a war that was going on in the real world, shocking Hana even further, and when he was done explaining, he drew a gun on them, threatening that if they dared go against their will for them to fight in the war, that he would kill all of them. With that Hana found herself near collapsing, leaning on the wall for support as she looked down to the ground, feeling as though she was going to puke.

The other boy responded almost immediately, he had directly opposed the man whose words were full of malice and anger, a feat she would never be able to do. He had revealed that they didn't have the power that they claimed to hold over them, and refuted the man's claim that he could kill all of them with his weapon, further refuting the idea that he would kill all of them with the fact that the six of them were near irreplaceable, and that they were probably in a desperate need for each of them. Hana was worrisome about how intimidating the boy was but found solace in the fact that at least he was on their side...

"I'll readily comply to fighting in this war as long as I know what I'm fighting for."

Hana could feel her stomach drop when she heard him say this. He was going to fight for them? Even after all that was happening? Hana wondered for a moment whose side the boy was truly on, but eventually decided that what he was saying was right, who knew, maybe these guys were actually good, and just had to take desperate measures to stop a great evil. But on the flip side what if they were the destroyers, what if the were the "bad" guys. Hana knew that there was never really a "good" or "bad" side in war, but what if she didn't agree with the side these scientists were on? Would she still have to fight for them?

She supposed that all lied in what side the others were taking, she didn't have a strong power, but the boy, and possibly the other girl did. They had the power they needed to either escape, or win the war for these scientists. She could feel tears begin to fall down her eyes, she was powerless...her fate lied in the hands of the others...they probably wanted to break them, and she knew that she was just being more of a hindrance by breaking out into tears...she needed to at least seem strong, or they would know that they had power over them, what the boy was attempting to do would be for nothing. Hana regained her composure, her breath still somewhat unsteady.

"You may have created us but that does not make you our masters..." She said, actually speaking out, "Treat us like people...not just creations, and give us some time to come to terms with this new world we've been thrown into. If those conditions are met, along with his..." she said, nodding over to the boy, "...then I'll fight for you." She could feel herself shaking, but assumed it wasn't visible unless the person looking was close to her. She was surprised about what she did, and was somewhat proud of her feat of courage. To be honest, she wasn't going to immediately fight for them if they met her conditions, she needed to be fully aware of the situation before picking a side...but it didn't hurt to let the man think she would join him if he met her conditions.

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Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose

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Zerxes Ayres

"My oh my.." Zerxes stuttered a little, observing the monstrosity of a weapon that was pointed before him. "A railgun eh? That's impressive. Looks like we really outdid ourselves." He adjusted his glasses once more, slowly withdrawing his gun. "But what do you suppose will happen once you fire such a weapon? Have you considered the consequences? Depending on the force, I certainly doubt that this ship will be able to withstand...And tell me, do you think you'll be able to breathe in space?"

Zerxes smiled under his breath, admiring this brave creation. He had a lot of courage, and that was something they all needed for such a task. Although, he was right about many things. They're called the Last Six for a reason. They cannot be replaced. Belphegor's well worded speech had made Zerxes' realise that mere force will not work with these creations. They have intelligence and human emotion, it was clear to him now that they had to come on some sort of terms with each other. But Zerxes' is only one scientist, it amazed him at the fact that he was managing all this somehow, perhaps his leader will notice his superiority. He could only hope.

"I'll readily comply to fighting in this war as long as I know what I'm fighting for."

"Is that so?..Well.." Zerxes trailed off, rubbing his fingertips across the surface of his chin slowly. I suppose this is good enough...With this one complying slightly, the others should follow suit.. He thought, taking a particular glance at the female with seemingly warm coloured hair, who appeared to be completely unprepared mentally for such a thing. Well for a short while anyway.

"You may have created us but that does not make you our masters...Treat us like people...not just creations, and give us some time to come to terms with this new world we've been thrown into. If those conditions are met, along with his...then I'll fight for you.

"More terms to be met? I guess I have no choice. Just make this clear, if I meet your terms, each and every one of you will co-operate with us willingly." He said firmly, eyeing Belphegor particularly. "Now then, let's make a start." It was strange for Zerxes to comply to anyone besides his Leader, but at this current moment in time, he had no choice. He had to start behaving...A little human. He looked over to the female and swallowed his pride a bit, extending his hand out to her. "I'm Zerxes, one of the scientists that created you...What was the name you required in your..Past life?" Due to saying this, Zerxes had developed quite the taste in his throat. It was horrid. Nodding slightly, he then addressed the rest of the Six informing them of the war.

"You see this isn't any normal war. This different beings risking their lives for dominance. The Humans address it as 'World War III as it isn't just once country fighting another. It's the whole planet fighting against an intruding race...Aliens. They are officially known as Galians." He sighed deeply, removing his glasses, returning the cold look on his face. "Each of the scientists on this ship, are descendants of the Galians...That includes me. Now before you start getting impatient, we're also half Human. Despite the fact that we share traits, does not mean that we share intentions. For what ever reason, the Galians have decided to attack the Human planet, maybe because during their time living on the Earth, they have learnt that Humans simply can't deal with war as efficiently as the Galians can. They are a greedy race."

"Now before you assume that they're green and have ridiculously sized antennae, the Galians actually appear to be human. What separates them, is what lays in their chest. But enough said about that. You see, there used to be more of us.. Until we were slaughtered by the Galians. Like the Humans, we have a mutual hatred for them. But the Humans are slightly...Stupid. You see, with all this going on, they're slowly wiping themselves out also, making the job simple for the Galians..." He trailed off, ensuring that each and every one of them understood the current situation. "This is where we step in. We created you for this sole reason. To stop the corruption...To eliminate the Galians. Everything clear?"

What Zerxes had forgot to mention was the fact that they also hated Humans for their influences of war and their carelessness. With the Galians out of the way and the huge blow in the drop of Human population...The planet would be there's for the taking. Talk about killing two birds with one stone. He thought.

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Danny Knight

She had been running through a forest, trying to escape some bandits after saving a women, when she came to a cross road. She knew it was just another set of choices but they had never come like this before.
The were two roads, one leading south the other north, and where the two roads met was a sign with two arrows. The arrow pointing north simply said, "Stay", while the sign pointing south had the words, "Escape", Written on it. Now being chased she immediately chose the road that said escape and ran down the tract.
Soon she stopped hearing the bandits footsteps and slowed her run, which was when she finally noticed the change in her surroundings. She was running down a dark tunnel and at the end was what seemed to be a green tinted room. Hesitantly she followed the trail and when she reached half way she began to feel the tugging which soon became stronger and stronger until she was flying towards the green room.

She felt her nose and mouth begin to fill with some type of liquid as she tried to breath. Moving her hands outwards she felt a glass surface, staring at the glass she watched as two options appeared before her from her imagination.
"Brake the glass." Said one, "Die", said the other.
Not having to think, she pulled her legs up and began to kick the wall until she felt it crack and than finally.
*Crash*
The glass gave way and she tumbled head first into the room, green goo spilling around her. Taking a second to catch her breath she stared at the 5 other cylinders in the room, all filled with green goo and a naked person.
"leave and escape alone."
"Brake them out."
Again the two options appeared before her and again she didn't think, quickly picking up what appeared to be a rench as she began to smash each glass cylinder in turn, causing its occupants to fall to the ground, gasping for air and conscious.
After finally braking the last glass cylinder, Danny watched as a mysterious man appeared before them and handed up cloaks, grabbing one she wrapped herself up tightly before retreating to a the back of the group, less visible to entering but still allowed her to listen in on their conversation.
She listened with interest to the people in the room, feeling anger towards the scientists as they claimed them to be nothing but weapons and not their own human beings and that they should take orders from them and just be docile killer lambs.
She could hear two of the six who had been in the cylinders returning fire and was partly proud of them but while battling the 7 other, foreign, minds in the room she was struggling to keep track of the conversation. She knew that Zerxes said something about hating the Galians but he wasn't telling the whole truth.
"Through we also hate Humans for their influences of war and their carelessness.... With the Galians out of the way and the huge blow in the drop of Human population...The planet would be theirs for the taking... Talk about killing two birds with one stone."
Gasping, she saw the two options appear before her again,
"Confront him."
"Stay quite."
Stay quite? Ya right. Pushing herself through the six she found herself staring at a middle aged man. Putting on her best glare she confronted the man.
"You're a liar! You just want the world for yourself! For all the things I have see you are the most conceited, arrogant and selfish race I have ever encountered, who cares if it was real or not! What way it you thought? 'Killing two birds with one stone'? I don't know about these guys behind me but I am human, I don't care whether I'm clone or not! I will not help you destroy my race!"
She said with great indignation, glaring at the shocked man in front of her and ignoring everyone else except him.
"I have a wrench, don't make me use it." She said threateningly.

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Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose Character Portrait: Danny Knight

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Zerxes Ayres

"You're a liar! You just want the world for yourself! For all the things I have see you are the most conceited, arrogant and selfish race I have ever encountered, who cares if it was real or not! What way it you thought? 'Killing two birds with one stone'? I don't know about these guys behind me but I am human, I don't care whether I'm clone or not! I will not help you destroy my race!"

"And you wonder why your race is suffering so dearly? You amuse me." Zerxes chuckled, under the sight of the hot-headed female. She was the most recent to wake up now, but judging by her sudden knowledge, Zerxes had figured that she must be the Psychic. An unique gift, but perhaps the most effected by human emotion. That was her flaw and it showed. "You can barely keep your cool after hearing so little, and yet you're ready to kill the only person in this room that can give you any assistance at all!" By now, Zerxes was glaring sheepishly at the girl. She had a lot of courage, despite her size.

"Your race is raging in a war not only by an alien race, but by their own also- and yet you wonder why we think of you so lightly? None of you use common sense, instead you let your pitiful emotions fuel your actions." His tongue was waggling freely now- he knew that he had to stop what he was doing.
"Now listen to me you foolish girl, I've already met your terms. I am willing to comply. Now, don't you think that you're being a little too rash?" His hands gripped onto her wrists tightly as he exhaled a little calmer than originally.

"You're a clone. Calm the fuck down."

Zerxes had pushed her back towards her group, addressing all of them once more. "If we were going to create you, just to kill you off, wouldn't that sound stupid? I'm offering you all a chance to save the remaining percentage of your race. A chance to experience real life. A chance to change how things are- Don't be so rash." He sighed, turning his back towards them.

"Now if you're willing to take my offer, follow me. I'll be taking you to the escape pods, from there you'll be on your own, understood?" He paused, glancing back at Omnes again. "And you...Don't you dare step back on this ship ever again-You piece of trash!" With that, Zerxes headed towards the electronic door. Damnit it, I can't believe they actually left me to deal with everything. Especially you...Baldwin.

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Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Akira Velator Character Portrait: Miko Sasaki Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose Character Portrait: Danny Knight

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Everything was going to plan until another of the last six spoke up, "You may have created us but that does not make you our masters..." The girl(Hana) had made some interesting demands and Bel instantly made the assumption that she would be a 'Good' person on the moral compass. Bel was surprised that the girl added the last part in, but assumed that she had the same plan as him. Comply, learn, then revolt. Or at least he hoped that was the case, Levi wasn't a mind-reader, as much as that would have helped him.

"By the way, i'm more like an ancient Roman than a corrupt modern Dane." Bel quoted shakespeares' Hamlet, where Horatio would have killed himself. Bel quoted this for the meaning that he would have had killed himself and Zerxes had his demands not been met, but that was besides the point.

Bel would have had laughed when Zerxes, as he revealed himself to be, stuck out his hand to the girl(Hana). There was however, the fact that there were obvious tensions in the room and that Bel might have had lost any leverage he had.

Bel listened closely to what Zerxes said, then made a plan to test what Zerxes said. He would have the AKO do something to tell Bel whether or not what Zerxes way saying was true.

'All knowing one, I know you know what I'm thinking and what I will think, but I'll have to think this anyway.' Bel thought this to himself, hoping that the AKO could know what he was thinking. 'Cough once to say that what Zerxes is saying is true, twice to say that what Zerxes is saying is false, and thrice to say that Zerxes isn't telling us everything.'

"I cannot speak for the others here, but I shall fight in this war." Bel stopped for a second, "Just do know that my alliance stands with the other six here."

That's when another called Zerxes out on his lies and Bel smiled, a smile that would be noticeable to only the most observant. "Now if you're willing to take my offer, follow me. I'll be taking you to the escape pods, from there you'll be on your own, understood?" Bel internally smiled.

'How perfect of a chance! Bel wasn't going to have to even formulate an escape plan. He was a technopath and could easily reprogram the pod he was to be in. "If anyone is leaving through the escape pods and wishes to take charge, say so now and I'll follow." Bel was not going to lead, he had done that already and it was no fun. Bel followed Zerxes calmly, not looking back. He wasn't planning on retaliating this early on, that was suicide in his opinion. He didn't mind dying, but dying so weakly was not conceivable for Bel.






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Being a shoe was an interesting experience, albeit one that Akira would never attempt ever again. She, seeing as she identified as a female at that moment, had gotten to see things that others would never have imagined. She saw where people went when they thought they were alone, saw what people did when they thought they were alone, and much more. Most of all however, she felt the cold hard ground everytime her wearer stepped on the ground. Well, she didn't really feel it, but it was still frightening.

Akira, having long since stopped being a shoe, was in the form of a large dragon and randomly flying in the sky. Of course this was to mess with peoples heads, seeing as you didn't see a dragon everyday. She was really enjoying flying in the wind when she was suddenly shot with what appeared to be a bullet.

She, having been smart enough to not allow herself to feel pain, didn't flinch in the slightest. She still however, felt fear and began flying quicker. Her attacked was driving a motorcycle and was easily catching up, revealing themselves to be a vigilante. Akira became a rubber ball and began falling towards the ground at an amazing speed, bounced a few times, then lay hidden in the grass.

Akira, after a few seconds, became a worm-like creature and began burrowing through the ground towards a not-so-random apartment building. As fate would have it, the apartment she ended up in belonged to a member of the "First Five", Miko Sasaki. Akira, not knowing this, became a small and adorable creature, having spent most of her energy shifting earlier. She still retained a wound from the gunshot she had gotten earlier, but it had been shrunk down to a proportional size.

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Elijah Blakewood

The moon hung high as a gentle wind brushed in-between the firm palm trees which were anchored in the white sands. Not a single cloud seemed present, making it very easy to spot every last visible star. Before the crystal like sands, stood the ocean. A deep mystical blue imitating the colours of the night sky, drawn closer to the coast, only to retreat once again. The sound of the monotonous rhythm of the waves returning...and then retreating...Only to return once more, echoed throughout the coast line.

Laying upon the silky sand was a male who seemed to be dressed for a special occasion. His suit was black as tar, whilst his shoes, which were stained by clusters of sand particles, still seemed to have that polished glow to them. His suit pants had seemed to gather moisture, as from his waist downwards, he was soaked with sea water. The male's eyes had slowly began to open, exposing his hazel eyes to the clear night skies.

Sigh...

"Live in a isolated place Elijah- That would be a great idea!" His voice had sounded like a middle aged woman, who was teaching morals to her child, only to exaggerate his sarcastic tone. By now he was sitting up, allowing his dark hair to float over his eyes as he listened to the waves contently.

"What a load of crap that was." He spoke normally, pushing himself back onto his feet, releasing a stretch as if he had just awoken from a deep slumber. "I suppose she was right thought...No one would expect that a war for the possession of the world was going on from such an isolated place..Heh." Releasing a soft smile, Elijah pulled out his musical device, followed by his earphones, from out his soaked pocket, dropping them carelessly onto the sandy shore as he walked contently towards his cabin.

From the inside, he had all that he needed. A bed, a wooden table which had remains of mango and passion fruit of which he had consumed earlier that night, a wooden chair and a door, which lead toward the 'toilet'. He took a seat upon his bed, glaring at the sand which had gotten inside his finger nails. His hands were shaking.

"Damn it all.." His voice deepened, into that of an angry British man carrying a cockney accent. "It's been so long since I've been around people...I really don't understand how people can live alone. How long has it been?" Only a week..? "I definitely have attention issues." He sighed, clenching his fists as he realised that he had scooped low enough to engage in a conversation with himself.
"How long will we have to endure all this." Exhaling briefly, Elijah had now collapsed into a more comfortable position. On his back. The war is worsening..Distant air strikes are being made..And yet here I am, concerned about sand in my damn fingernails. And yet, I feel strange. As if something even worse is brewing.

"America and Russia.. Germany and England...The same race wiping each other out for practically no reason-heck, they're basically holding the door open for these things." His voice was that of his adopted Father, helping him to engage in a conversation with himself once more.
Pitiful-Isn't it?
"You could say so..But then again, it only goes to prove that all this is self inflicted, doesn't it not-"
The air strikes are getting louder.
Elijah had rushed out the cabin, running to the edge of the coast. The waves allowed sound to travel faster than it normally would in air, making it easier for Elijah to listen. He had no enhanced senses- from his childhood, Elijah had used his ears more than any normal human would, since it was vital for his gift, because of this, he is slightly more reliant on his hearing.
"You're right. 5.6 seconds away."
Well that's a problem.

Elijah mumbled, unamused as he looked back at the cabin. He was going to miss it.
"Perhaps..It's a sign to leave..."
Clapping twice, the sound waves produced from Elijah's hands were ready to be manipulated. Without any delay, not only had the sound waves increased velocity, but they also repeated over and over. By the end of it, the manipulated sound waves sounded like thousands of people clapping while being put in fast forward. With this, Elijah stepped into the sea, increasing the tempo of his sound waves- which in-turn, allowed Elijah to move at an increased rate, thanks to being able to ride his own sound waves.

As the airstrike rained down behind him, Elijah raced off across the dense sea. He needed to prepare for anything, the war was intensifying and it was about time that he had found those that were like him.

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Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Akira Velator Character Portrait: Miko Sasaki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose Character Portrait: Danny Knight

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Hana Ambrose

Hana had accepted Zerxes hand, albeit reluctantly. She needed to have his trust as much as she could. She felt bad, shaking the hand of the likes of Zerxes, but she did what she had to do.

"By the way, i'm more like an ancient Roman than a corrupt modern Dane."

Hana's attention shifted back to the boy, memories of Shakespeare's Hamlet floated through her brain, so the pieces of literature that each of them had within their simulations were the same? She supposed they had programmed stuff like that along with other media, groups, ideologies, etc. from Earth or perhaps their planet into all of their simulations.

He then went on to say that he would fight in the war, even though his allegiance remained with his other clones...the fact was they had to stick together at this point, they were all clones, they were all outcasts and would be wildcards in this war, but before picking sides for the war they needed to choose each other before anything else.

Soon it seemed like another one of them had woken up, and she was...rash to say the least, having taken the offensive immediately. But Hana didn't believe that that was the right move for them to be making this early on after waking up. They didn't know what the world was like or what was going on, and needless to say, the humans could be just as in the wrong as any other species. What they needed was time. Time to figure out what was going on and to act accordingly, hopefully the requests that she had made could give them enough time to do at least that.

Even as the girl went on Hana was focused on the boy...there was something about him that had intrigued her...something was different about him. As she watched she noticed him smile slightly as the rash girl yelled at Zerxes...it was peculiar, but she didn't think much of it, besides, there were more things to be worried about then a small smile.

Soon, after Zerxes informed them to follow him to the escape pods if they accepted his request, Hana followed, soon walking slightly behind Belphegor. She wondered what he had meant by 'from then on you'll be on your own'. She just hoped that he stayed true to their agreement and let them all recuperate with each other before deciding on anything. They needed a chance to bond together, to be a unit...

Miko Sasaki

Every time Miko tried to reach The All Knowing One he got those irritatingly flashy letters that spelled out "Not Available". He wondered what the Supernatural was doing that was so important that he couldn't come and assist him. He soaked under the cold water of his shower for a moment longer before turning the water off and stepping out, mumbling to himself about how he still had to call the super about fixing his shower, he had one too many freezing cold showers, that was for sure.

Once he stepped out he wrapped a towel around his waist, deciding he'd check the news again to see if there was any more info on that shapeshifting person. Stepping out of the bathroom he shivered slightly at the cold air, even though the air probably wasn't even all that cold, and it was just his broken shower. He sighed before continuing to move on, before spotting a small and adorable creature by his feet (The link led me to a Sweeny Todd icon? Lol).

He wondered how the little creature even got into his apartment in the first place, but her rather adorable nature didn't give him much of a cause for worry. However, he soon noticed that the little thing was wounded, concerned, he gently picked it up, and brought her to his sink, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you," he said softly as he turned on the sink water, washing the creature, and specifically the wound under the water, when he was done he turned the tap off and took out disinfectant and some bandages, applying both to the wound.

"There you go," he said with a smile, petting the creature softly. She was still wet, and so, not wanting her to catch a cold, Miko grabbed a nearby handtowel and dried the creature, wrapping it around her when he was done. "There, now we're towel buddies. I suppose you wouldn't mind if I check the news for a moment to check up on this shapeshifter, would you?" He asked the creature, unaware of who it truly was.

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She felt her whole body freeze over when he touched her, no one touched her, they always wanted to hurt her when they touched her and than he pushed her back to the rest of the group. She could feel her body starting to shake slightly as she followed the group to the escape pod, when he touched her she was able to centralise and she did, through maybe it would of been best if she hadn't.
She could see it all, when he had been talking he had been thinking of the world, the world ravaged by war as people fell dying. Blood coated everything and the world was covered in a dark cloud. This couldn't be how the world was... Right?
She was shaking even more now and her eyes began to prickle as tears threatened to fall. No, no they can't, the world can't...
She glanced at the man who did not follow them, he was the all knowing one right? He should know, right? She paused and two options popped up.
"Keep walking."
"Run back and read his mind."
She paused, she couldn't read it from all the way over here, there were to many other people, she needed to centralise on him, touch him. Without really thinking she turned on her heals and ran back to the cloaked man, it should taken to long and than she would follow the group again.
Reaching out she touched the mans arm and turned her head up to stare into his eyes.
She could suddenly feel everything, there was to much, to much!
"Okay, maybe not my best idea" was her last through
Than everything went black as she felt herself enter the realms of her subconscious.
She stared around the giant field she had made her home in her other life, she could still feel her body, it was conscious and standing just holding onto the mans arm but she couldn't control it. She was stuck in her subconscious for now.
Looking around again she suddenly spotted the cloaked man standing a little way off from her.
"Is it true? Everything I saw in Zerxe's mind? The world, can it really look like that..." She was quiet as she waited for the man to answer, she felt the tears begin to fall from her bodies eyes, unable to stop them now that she was hold up in her subconscious

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Akira, in the form of the adorable creature, smirked internally at the niceness of the person she had found. She thought that she would never have had helped a small and adorable creature should one have appeared wounded before her, but this was a lie. She would have done the same in this situation if she were in Miko's place.


"Don't worry, I'll take care of you," The male, Miko, who had found her was most likely a benevolent person. Akira shivered at the touch of the water and flinched at the touch of the bandages, but didn't attempt to fly away. She didn't feel any need to and could easily, in her opinion, escape if needed.

"There you go," The male was, strangely enough, smiling. Akira after being wrapped with a towel, valiantly and after a minute managed to move the towel off of herself. "There, now we're towel buddies. I suppose you wouldn't mind if I check the news for a moment to check up on this shapeshifter, would you?" Akira, using her small wings, fluttered onto Miko's shoulder. "Do it." Her voice was small and unassumptive in this form, a perfect match for the creature she currently was. As for why she spoke, she also wanted to see what the news had to say about her. Maybe they'd use her as propoganda against other countries or maybe they'd try to blame everything up until now on her, who knew?


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The creature was...adorable. He had never seen anything like it before really, and definitely found that strange, but in the times that they were in pretty much everything was strange, including a guy who could summon supernatural entities and a shapeshifter who was on the news. He made a mental note to ask The All Knowing One what this thing was, whenever the dude would finally show up that is.

The creature had soon taken off the towel he put on her and gently flew onto his shoulder, Miko smiled, perhaps he could keep her as a pet, as long as The All Knowing One didn't reveal it to be some radioactive monster or something. His thoughts of him dying slowly due to a fuzzy creatures radioactivity were interrupted by said fuzzy creature speaking to him. "Do it." At the adorable sound of the little creature's voice, Miko's eyebrow raised in confusion. He would definitely have to consult The All Knowing One about this. "Well you're just one surprise after another," he said in response to the fact that the creature could speak, "Alright let's go check it out now."

He moved to the TV set situated in his living room and turned it back on, flipping through channels to see if there was any channel that was speaking about the shape shifter. Finally, he managed to get one, and unfortunately it was his least favorite channel, one that just spouted out utter nonsense that had no verifiable proof, but he didn't really care, as long as he got some footage of the shifter or some good information.

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"So, Chuck, what do you think about this...well this thing that's living in our streets?" The female reported said, smiling idiotically and taking a sip from her coffee mug.

"Well, Julie, if I had to say so myself I'd rather not have some creepy, alien or whatever, living on my Earth, especially during these times. We've seen what people like these that are different from us have done, and I'd rather not have them all happen again," the one who was apparently Chuck blabbered.

"I know what you mean Chuck, things that are different from us are scary!" Julie stated with the same tone from earlier. "Speaking of this weirdo shifter, take a look at this footage of a good samaritan trying to eradicate the fiend, a little spoiler here, but unfortunately it seems like the creature escapes."


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"What a bunch of ignorant shits," Miko muttered once the two stopped speaking, "-Oh crap sorry for my language," he said to the creature immediately after realizing what he said, "I mean oh fudge, sorry for my language!" He said afterwards, getting slightly flustered.

Once the video footage started playing Miko's attention and focus moved away from trying to save the creatures innocence after his use of vulgarities to the TV. Apparently the shape shifter had been in the form of a dragon minding their own business when some crazy guy shot them with a gun, the whole thing pissed Miko off, but he made sure not to say anything vulgar in front of the creature and keep it to himself this time.

He turned off the TV, frustrated, thinking to himself for a moment. The shape shifter had been shot as a dragon, and soon after he finds a strange creature of the likes he's never seen or heard of before in his apartment with a bullet wound...it was all too much to just be a coincidence. He didn't like to jump to conclusions, but even so, being in the presence of a possible other human being with only a towel on wasn't the most comfortable situation.

"Hey, you don't mind if I go and get changed, do you?" He asked the creature. He didn't want them to end up running away while he was changing if they were the shape shifter though, so he had to be careful and watch them somehow while changing...

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Character Portrait: Baldwin Yikes Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Akira Velator Character Portrait: Miko Sasaki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose Character Portrait: Danny Knight

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Omnes stood there, watching as everything unfolded as he thought. Of course he knew it would all happen, but what's he to be a spoiler, huhm? He merely watches, staring into space - not too literally - as he mumbles in synch with everything being said and every action being taken, not at all surprised as none of the six appeared to be paying close attention to him. He found himself holding back the temptation of just yelling out "take them to the goddamned escape pods, already!" If that happened to come about, he'd have some serious problems with this time line. It's already bad enough he has to decline every invention to go and visit all the thousand of Miko's calling for him from all the various timelines but he must focus on this one...

Now's the part where he must do a set number of coughing as to answer Bel's question. Of course, this could possibly do anything to the timeline, but then again, Omnes will be able to choose whichever one that will set this timeline on the right track or, possibly, leading them all to their deaths. Then again, that could always be changed in the future decisions of the Six. But this is also the timeline where Danny will come and momentarily have access to all the knowledge Omnes was cursed with.

Back on point: Coughing. Is Zerxes telling the truth? Why, yes, he is telling the truth about the humans raging in a war with not only a vicious extraterrestrial race but also a world war with their own people. But it seems to Omnes that Zerxes is, tell me if I'm wrong, leaving out the crucial fact that Zerxes, Baldwin, and all the other seemingly "human" crew members on this ship are the product of these aliens and humans. Knowing it is the truth, Omnes looks at Bel, his face with it's knowing look. He lets out three coughs, one after the other. After which, Omnes turns to Zerxes, who was at the time, addressing him about not stepping foot on the ship again and calling him a "piece of trash". Omnes lets out a laugh, sounding like he's around the age of the clones he stands near.

"Oh, Zerxes. When will you learn?" Shaking his head slightly, he adds "You know, in the timeline over, you were much kinder and braver than this." Truth be told, Zerxes was meaner in the timelines over. Instead of saying "trash" he used a rather worse word, but it's all the same to Omnes, especially the since that he's not always there. In a few failed timelines, he may never even be seen, looked upon more as one of the many godly figures in various religions from times far too long ago for history to fully remember when he was young and tried saving a timeline only to make it worse.

At this point, Danny had made her decision to try to read Omnes' mind, failing, and being sucked into what Omnes likes to refer to as the Nothing. It's the point in time where there is no space nor time. The point when everything in endless and nothing matters. They could stay in this bubble until Danny was a weak, old woman, and they'd return right back to the moment Danny was less than an inch away from touching Omnes. Omnes heard as Danny spoke. He felt as this realm of nothingness took on a form of an others. It changed from a black that could never be seen to the grassy field of Danny's subconscious home. She was quiet, not fully aware of what was going on, and Omnes knew this. Instead of answering her question, he explained.

"Welcome," He started, his voice coming from seemingly every direction. "to the place in the moral plane where neither space nor time matter. Where everything is endless and nothingness rules. The place where no one goes yet everyone will see. The place where you can dissect your mind and live your life with never needing to grow up from the last moment in time you've had. Don't worry, you didn't die nor did you ruin your timeline. We can go back, back to the moment right before this moment of nothingness occurred." He paused, letting what he said sink in a moment before continuing. He appeared in front of Danny in a flash just as the scenery changed just as quickly. "Now, about your question. Look around." They were in a place that appeared to be a battle field. People were fighting, yelling, explosives were being let off. The skin was covered by a thick smoke of pollution, gun powder, and smoke from the fires of burning villages. Giant ships floated over head as it ran down lasers that hit the ground with the sound of lightning. "This is what the average battle field of Earth looks like, even today. But it's not like this every where." The scenery changes again. The loud noise of gun shots, bombs, and lightning can still be heard, but it's off in the distance. Their in a little town with little shops right next to each other. A few people walk by, smiling and waving in greeting. Two woman walk out of a store, one holding a ton of bags, looking displeased, and the other carrying a card with a large grin on her face. Throw the window of a restaurant a couple can be seen having lunch with their children kicking each other playfully under the table. "This is the average town of Earth today, with people still enjoying life. So, yes, while there's still places that look like what you saw from Zerxes, not all places look like such. Now, we much return for time still matters for I'm getting a call. Don't worry, just be sure to tell your fellow others to follow their guts. It's the only way to succeed." At that, their back to the ship. Omnes points Danny in the right direction before disappearing into thin air.

He appears in an apartment seeing Akira in the form on a small creature and Miko in a towel. "Well, I know I should have known this was going to happen, but being here in person just throws it over the top. Miko, why don't you go change into some clothes, I haven't have a cloak for you. And Akira, why don't you turn into something more...how can I say this? Addressing?"


Baldwin

Waking from his simulation, Baldwin walked over to one of the slot machines installed in the wall. It was a special slot machine that, instead of rewarded coins, it gave a meal and you got to pick what you wanted. He really didn't feel like having a full out meal, so he settled of beef jerky. Lots of beef jerky. He got six pieces, two for each picture, and put five in his pocket, taking the last and carrying it in his hand. He went back to the capsule room to see everyone is already gone. He leaned against the frame of the door, crossing his arms over his chest and looking around.

"A mess. They made a fucking mess." Was all he said as he took a bit of his jerky.

He turned and went toward the escape pods, taking a bit of his jerky every few steps until it was gone. Once he caught up to the end of the group, he sped his walking up as he took a bit of his, now third, jerky and caught up with Zerxes. "Heya, Zerx." Baldwin says in a mono-toned voice and takes a bit of his jerky. "What'd I miss?" He added before taking a glance back at the clones. "They turned out pretty good, eh? None too...dis-human, huhm? None with, like, tails, or cat ears, or fuckin' whiskers." He took another bit of his jerky.

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Akira shook in mock surprise when Miko cussed and whimpered slightly, enjoying her control over him. She herself didn't particularly care what the news station said about her, seeing as there was a war going on. She wasn't going to go and cause trouble for a few people just to get back at them. She had much larger problems to worry about, like the problem of choosing a side in the war. She knew she'd eventually have to do it, but it seemed like too much work to fight in a war.

Akira then was geniuinely surprised that someone had actually managed to get footage of her getting unnecessarily shot in the form of a dragon. Okay, maybe she sort of deserved some sort of punishment for stirring up fear in wartime, but being shot was not it. Maybe being put in jail for a minute would work, but being shot was too much. The guy who shot her was lucky that she didn't decide to kill him right then and there.

"Hey, you don't mind if I go and get changed, do you?" Akira slowly and carefully jumped off of Miko's shoulder, then glided towards the ground. She gave no verbal response seeing as a strange cultist-looking figure appeared in the room.

"Well, I know I should have known this was going to happen, but being here in person just throws it over the top. Miko, why don't you go change into some clothes, I haven't have a cloak for you. And Akira, why don't you turn into something more...how can I say this? Addressing?" And the weird cultist guy just had to blow Akira's cover, it just had to happen. Akira sighed and shifted into her default female form and into clothes, albeit an inch taller. She wasn't stupid enough to shift into a human form without clothes, again. "You better have a good reason for interrupting my fun." Akira had already abandoned all hope of being inconspicuous and had already healed the wound she had gotten earlier, the bandage having already fallen off.

"If you're here to call me a saint, sorry to say it, but I'm far from one." Akira said this before anything else could be said, not wanting weird religious fanatics with superpowers annoying her, assuming the man in front of her was one. "By the way, please do knock." This was heavily hypocritical, but Akira didn't really care.

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Miko Sasaki

Once the creature landed on the floor, Miko was about to make his way to his room to get changed.

That was, until the All Knowing One chose now of all times to appear before them, at least he had the decency to not show up while he was showering he guessed. Miko scowled, "You seriously choose now to show up," he muttered to the supernatural, before The All Knowing One began speaking. "Well, I know I should have known this was going to happen, but being here in person just throws it over the top. Miko, why don't you go change into some clothes, I haven't have a cloak for you..." "What do you think I was just going to do?" He grumbled, "For someone who's omniscient you don't act like it all the time," he said, beginning to make his way to his room again, "...And Akira, why don't you turn into something more...how can I say this? Addressing?" Akira? Change? Suddenly Miko realized that what he had thought earlier was absolutely true.

Soon, the once adorable fuzzy creature turned into a female, who wasn't damaged in the slightest. Upon noticing her transformation Miko found himself blushing and covering himself with his arms. "Just typical," Miko grumbled from under his breath, sending a scowl to the woman that wasn't exactly that threatening with his beet red face, before promptly leaving the two of them and making his way into his room and closing the door.

He rummaged through his drawers and closet before selecting clothes to wear and changing into them, all the while listening on to the conversation between Akira and The All Knowing One, rubbing his temples at the knocking statement Akira had made. Soon he was dressed and exited the room, unamused. He scoffed at Akira, "You should really take your own advice before giving it to someone else," he said in response to her telling The All Knowing One that he should knock, before turning back to him, "But you really should take her advice, I summoned you like an hour ago, what are you only doing here now?" He asked, "At least I guess I should thank you for revealing the shifter over here," he said, nodding to Akira, "Saved me the trouble of having to ask you myself," he stated.

He didn't really mind the fact that she had seen him in a towel all that much anymore, but it was still pretty embarrassing that she had seen a more nurturing side of him when she was an injured creature that he normally wouldn't show to another human...unless perhaps if they were injured as well.

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Character Portrait: Baldwin Yikes Character Portrait: Belphegor Tonitrui Character Portrait: Omnes Agnitioni Character Portrait: Pulchra Arcanum Character Portrait: Tsukina Mitsuki Character Portrait: Zerxes Ayres Character Portrait: Hana Ambrose Character Portrait: Danny Knight

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Zerxes Ayres

"Oh, Zerxes. When will you learn? You know, in the timeline over, you were much kinder and braver than this."

Zerxes cringed at the thought of Omnes's words. A horrible taste developed in his mouth, as if an insect had flown right in the back of his throat, forcing him to swallow it.
"Spare me your foolishness Omnes- We both know that's not the complete truth." He paused, coming up to the control panel which prevented the escape pods from being misused. He put his glasses back over his eyes, inputting the code which disarmed the security lock, exposing the escape pod. It was their biggest escape pod, instead of the singular escape pods, this was a group one...And yet it still proved to be compact. What it lacked in size, it made up in performance, reaching speeds which would be perfect for an emergency escape. It's door lowered down slowly, allowing steam to escape from its body. A dim blue glow illuminated from the inside of the pod, revealing the complicated controls and it's tight and compact build.

It's been a while since I've seen this thing.. he thought as he glanced at the controls. There were six seats, two had access to the controls while the others were closely placed behind. The computerized voice echoed "Emergency pod- Status: Perfect."

Zerxes looked back at the group while typing away at the control panel. "Now I don't expect you to know how to control this thing- so just in case, i'm putting on auto pilot." He paused, glancing at Belphegor. "I expect this to be returned in perfect condition, understood?" He said firmly, before gesturing to them to get into the pod.
"Now get a move on."

"Heya, Zerx."Zerxes flinched at two things: One was the sound of Baldwin's mono-toned voice, which seemed to go through him every time. The other was that disgusting nickname that Baldwin would frantically use, which caused much annoyance.
"What'd I miss?...They turned out pretty good, eh? None too...dis-human, huhm? None with, like, tails, or cat ears, or fuckin' whiskers."

Zerxes glared at Baldwin for a moment. That little bastard...Who does he think he is? Disappearing-leaving me to deal with potential threats..Leaving me to explain every thing...Heck I could have died if I wasn't so good with my words. And there he is, stuffing himself with beef fucking jerky. He walked over the Baldwin, snatching the half eaten strip of beef jerky.

"And where the fuck have you been!?" He exclaimed, punching his arm. "You little shit, have you seen what they've done in there? Do you know what I've had to put up with? All this explaining and negotiating- It's too much effort for me!" He sighed, calming down a little.
He turned to face the group of 6 now, watching them approach the pod. "I must say though, I think we've really outdone ourselves. Most of them have already shown evidence that they can operate their powers effectively. No mutations. No tails. Just a bunch of first class clones with big mouths." He laughed, munching on the remains of his beef jerky.

"Can't believe we've succeeded in creating such things."