Rogues and Pets vs. Dolls Modern (Accepting-Started)

BACKGROUND INFO:
Through out the world, there are special people, called “rogues,” with mystic powers. These powers are connected to their weapons, which they call “pets.” The pets only connect with one person and are based off of their personality. These pets have two forms, weapon form and unsheathed form. The weapon form can be anything from daggers to a machine gun. The unsheathed form is an animal. When the pets are removed from their masters, they are just another hunk of metal and can not change into their unsheathed form. When the pets are in their unsheathed form, it is a piece of the rogue's soul in another form. Each power is different, although most of them are based off of the basic elements; fire, water/ice, air/wind, earth, light, energy, metal, and darkness, sometimes using a collection of more than one element.

These rogues used to be outlaws, considered dangerous animals, and few had connections to them. Rogues were slaughtered, and most went into hiding. Some even forgot they once had powers.

There is a separate group of Rogues, called Blackguard. These blackguard have a different form of magic, more sinister. Their powers are not based on elements, but on twisted powers such as blood lust. The blackguard have never been known amongst the humans (or dolls, as the rogues call them, for the lifeless, powerless bodies they have) and there are far fewer blackguard than there are rogue. The blackguard's powers have dwindled, and if anyone holds these powers, they have only a small portion of what the original blackguard had.

As time has gone on, these powers have become so mixed, they only barely represent the original power.

TODAY:
Today, in 2012, the Rogues are just beginning to come out of hiding, joining a government group in the United States called Aria (named after the original country from which the rogues were created). This Aria works alongside the army, police, and any other government group, using their powers to help the country grow.

However, the government is hesitant in letting the public know of these people with special abilities.


Your job?: To create a character. He/she can be either a rogue, or a doll, or a blackguard (PM me about their power before posting please, and they can only have a small power, although, they can be a rogue with a blackguard power... just PM me if you want to be a blackguard ). If he/she is a rogue, he/she can have any powers you wish as long as they are not too powerful. (I will message you if they are). I don't want the powers to be basic water and air; they've been mixed, so come up with something unique. Also, rogues with any power that has to do with fire have mostly died off, but there are still a few out there. He/she can also be part of Aria or trying to live a normal life. If you decide that your character is trying to live a normal life, he/she can and probably will be brought into Aria later. If you have any special requests for your character, (spy, twins, etc.) feel free to PM me.

I will keep track of everyone’s characters below. We don’t have to have any dolls if everyone wants to be a rogue. So don’t choose based on how many people have already chosen. We can create other characters to fill in the slots. To create a character, just fill out the profile below. The point of this is to have fun! So feel free to control the story for a bit. Your character doesn’t have to be a side character, and we can have more than one person’s story going on at one time. Have fun, and be creative!

Character Profile:

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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] 
[b]Doll, Rogue or Blackguard:[/b]
[b]Power:[/b]
[u][b]If rogue...[/b][/u]
[b]Pet Name:[/b]
[b]Pet Animal:[/b]
[b]Pet Appearance:[/b] (Words and/or picture. Anime pictures are accepted)
[b]Pet Personality:[/b] (Doesn't have to be long.)
[b]Weapon form:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Words and/or picture. Anime pictures are accepted)
[b]Skills:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b] (Be descriptive.)
[b]History:[/b]
[b]Relationship:[/b] (Yes or No. please keep them straight!)
[b]Other:[/b]

Rules:
- Basic YWS rules.
- Keep cursing to a minimum, preferably none at all.
- Absolutely no sex scenes, but romance and kissing are allowed.
- No godmodding.


Character Slots:

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Can be changed!!!
Rogues:
~ Jake Nerrell (icebender28)
~ Dominic Pasten (VuzzyCat)
~ Tarah Finch (SidereaAquila)
~ Daniel Nerrell (icebender28)
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Dolls:
~ Bastian Pepper (FadingBrighter)
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Blackguard:
~ Anyell Bay (VuzzyCat)
~ Felicia(Fey) Pepper (FadingBrighter)
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On one final note: here's the link to the DT for any questions and ideas you have. Use it!

http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/viewtopic.php?f=200&t=95034

HAVE FUN!!! PM me any questions! I swear, I don't bite too much!

Name: Anyell Bay

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Doll, Rogue or Blackguard: Blackguard, Anyell's power is to bring back the dead, so she is a pure fire rogue, but only because she brought it back. She doesn't know she's a blackguard.

Power: Fire and to bring things back from the dead, but she doesn't know about the second

If rogue...
Pet Name: Taquia, Quia for short

Pet Animal: Jaguar

Pet Appearance: (Words and/or picture. Anime pictures are accepted)

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Pet Personality: (Doesn't have to be long.) Protective, funny, very clever.

Weapon form: Yellow motorcycle with two swords that slide down the side. These she can pull out and set on fire.

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Appearance: (Words and/or picture. Anime pictures are accepted) Pretty, blondish-brown hair, blue eyes. medium height and weight

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Skills: Fast and clever, but not very strong. She uses fire to her full ability and has all but mastered it.

Personality: (Be descriptive.) Very protect, can sometimes be a hot head. She can get jealous easily, but will freely admit when she's wrong. She likes to be the best she can, and hates any form of weakness in herself. She's a daredevil and likes to prove she isn't afraid of anything.

History: Anyell is still in High School, although she has been with Aria before. She worked there when she was about 13, and quit when she was a little older than 16 so she could have a "normal life". In reality, she fell in love with someone while she was still with Aria. When she realized this, she knew that either herself or he would be hurt. So, she left Aria with a promise of full protection. Her parents ditched her when she joined Aria, and she still lives alone.

Relationship: (Yes or No. please keep them straight!) YESS!!!!

Other:

Name: Jake Nerrell

Gender: Boy

Age: 19 (and a half!!!)

Doll, Rogue or Blackguard: Rogue

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Pet Name: Fen

Pet Animal: Black snake

Pet Appearance: Fen is deep, deep black, as the darkest shadow in an alley on a moonless and starless night, with glowing blood-red eyes that glow constantly and intoxicatingly.

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Pet Personality: Fen is quiet and grim. He hardly talks, but when he does he goes on and on in an argument, usually, with Jake. THey get mean with each other, but they never mean any of it, even though they sound completely serious. Also, Fen is always, ALWAYS right next to Jake.

Weapon Form

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And here is the handle...

It's a staff that goes up to Jake's shoulder, which he uses, but when he needs it for battle, he snaps it once and it lengthens and turns into a 17 foot long whip, with blue at the end.

Power Weather. Fen's snap makes lightning where it points and thunder where it hits. Other then that, Jake can do whatever he wants with the weather, up to a point. When he gets really angry, he can do typhoons and tornados, but it is very hard to get him that mad, and he can't control it then.

Appearance: Jake is about six feet tall with black hair and light green eyes.

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Skills: Weather, obviously. He's also pretty good with just using Fen as a whip or a staff. He unfortunately has a slight limp in his right leg due to an injury from long ago. That's why he uses Fen as a staff. Jake can disappear in a crowd or stand out, and is good with people as well as improvising on the fly. Just don't let him touch technology. It'll blow up in his face. Trust me.

Personality: Jake is the exact opposite of Fen. He is funny and talks a lot, making instant friends with almost everyone. He can be kind of out there sometimes, though, and a real dork. He knows when to buckle down and get serious, though, and also when not to be empty-headed. (He's a lot like Jared from the first Rogues and Pets vs. Dolls, if you want to check that out.)

History: Jake had a really good life. He had good parents and three younger syblings, all of which are rogues, except the youngest. They all were very close and loving. His parents worked for Aria (some of the first), but it pays well, so they retired. Jake fell into their line of work when he was younger, because nobody suspects a ten year old to be spying on you for the government. He's been working with pay there for 8 years. He was working there six years before without pay (unless you count extra dessert and late bedtimes as "pay"). Nowadays, his job is to organize and escort teams on missions. He lives with his parents, still, and takes care of his younger syblings.
And he likes it that way.

Relationship: Sure, and yes, he is straight.

Other: If a girl wants anything to happen between them, she has to make the first move. He gets seriously freaked out while asking girls out.

As always, let me know if there's anything you need or I should change!

Name: Dominic Pasten (Yes, great great (however many greats) grandson of Skylar and Everlee Pasten (those who were in my previous storybook will understand))

Gender: Male

Age: 18, almost 19

Doll, Rogue or Blackguard: Rogue

Power: Dominic controls the water in blood, although he never really uses this power.

If rogue...
Pet Name: Molka

Pet Animal: Snow Leopard

Pet Appearance: (Words and/or picture. Anime pictures are accepted)

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Pet Personality: (Doesn't have to be long.) More of a joker, he isn't serious very often, and when he is, you know you're in trouble. He's relatively lazy, although still somehow manages to get all of his work done.

Weapon form: Molka is hardly in his weapon form.

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Skills: He's fast, strong, and clever. Dominic doesn't use his power, so he's stronger than most rogues, but because he has powers, he's stronger than most humans as well.

Personality: (Be descriptive.) Completely opposite from his pet, Dominic is very up tight and keeps to the rules exactly. He hates himself and his powers, and tries not to show or use it. He doesn't laugh very often, but when he does, he has a dazzling smile. He has a very dry sense of humor, but will laugh when he's around Anyell.

History: Ran away from home when he was about 11 and found Aria a year later. Aria took him in and tried to help him use his powers, but he still refused. It wasn't until Anyell joined Aria that he showed his powers. When she left, he stopped smiling. He leaves Molka out in unsheathed form, and kinda ignores him. When he's around Anyell, he's a different person.

Relationship: (Yes or No. please keep them straight!) I'd say yes, but Anyell is the only one he's been able to fall for.

Other:

Okay, if we don't get more posts by the end of this week, we can start with just the three of our characters. That'll be fine.

Alright, I'm bored out of my mind, so I think I'll start now! We'll get more characters joinging soon; I have some friends who want to join.

Anyell Bay

I'm sick. Sick of life. Sick of people. Sick of everything I see. I growl to myself as I glare across the classroom at my so-called friends. They giggle to themselves as they blab about some form of Martial Arts Annie just learned. Stacy listens intently, commenting on anything she can. I roll my eyes.

They don't know about you, Quia mutters. They don't know that's childs play.

It doesn't matter! I argue back. How long can one talk about one subject?!

Give her a break. If it bothers you so much, why don't you tell them?

I grow silent. Quia has a point.I put my headphones in and turn up the volume on my ipod. Maybe a moment of silence will calm my nerves. It's been exactly a year since I left Aria, and still I feel the emptiness in my life. The black hole left by my powers, my freedom, and by him...

A sad ache enters my chest. I pick up my pen and scribble random gibberish on the corner of my paper. I focus on my doodles for a long moment, zoning the rest of the room out. A sound comes from somewhere to the left of the room, near the window, but I ignore it... until I hear the screams.

I look up as a second arrow flies through the broken glass. It travels through the air and hits my shoulder. I fly back, out of my chair, and hit the wall. The arrow, made of some form of steel, made it through my entire shoulder, and lodged itself in the wall. I dangle there, in more pain than I have felt in a year. Six men in black clothes jump through the window. Three of them pull out guns and point it to my class mates. The students gather themselves in a corner will many squeals and screams.

The leader, I pressume, glides over to me, and stares me in the eyes.

"You don't look tough," he insults.

I'm here, Quia informs.

I smile. "You haven't seen me fight." With that, I brake the arrow in my arm in half. The six men laugh, but I continue to smile; I've forgotten the adrenaline rush I get when I'm in pain. I throw the broken arrow piece on the ground and grab the other piece in my arm tightly. I grunt and pull. The arrow head slides out and I fall to the floor in a crouch. Their laughing stops.

I look up and chuckle quietly. Now, I signal to Quia.

"You messed with the wrong girl," I whisper, before I attack....


~To be continued... Tell me if I need to change

Are there still character slots open?

Name: Tarah Finch
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Doll, Rogue or Blackguard: Rogue
Power: A combination of metal, light, and energy--essentially, the electromagnetic force. This includes magnetism, light, and all forms of energy. She can also convert matter into energy, but this tends to get explosive.
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Pet Name: Lupa
Pet Animal: Wolf
Pet Appearance:

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Pet Personality: Most of the time, Lupa is solemn and quiet. She can seem cold, but she enjoys companionship. She'll leave you alone if you don't bother her, but if you make her angry, watch out.
Weapon form: Japanese katana. Tara also carries a bow (not a pet).
Appearance: Tarah stands at five feet six inches, and has a trim but athletic build. Her hair is light brown and her eyes are a warm cinnamon color.

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Skills: Tarah has very good control over her power, having mastered it with both strength and finesse. She's a great shot, and she enjoys heating the tips of her arrows to thousands of degrees. What she lacks in strength she makes up for with speed and agility.
Personality: Tarah is more talkative than Lupa, but by no means a social butterfly. She's generally friendly and laid-back, but when she's in a bad mood, she can be easy to set off. She's very loyal to her friends, and she'll go to extreme lengths to defend them. She has a strong sense of honor and morals, and she isn't afraid to speak her mind or stand up for herself. She's quite curious, and just a little geeky, so she loves asking questions. Although she's an invaluable member of any team, she tends to stay out of the spotlight, and she likes it that way.
History: Tarah grew up in Washington, DC. Her parents worked for Aria, although they rarely went out in the field, if ever. Tarah also aspired to work for Aria, but she's always wanted a more exciting job than that of her parents. She started training at age ten, but wasn't allowed into the field until she turned sixteen. 2012 has been a sort of "breakout year" for her. She's riding a streak of mission successes, and she's brimming with confidence.
Relationship: Yes
Other:

Thank you SidereaAquila for joining!

OH! And here's the link to the DT for all of your questions and ideas. Please use it!!!
http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/viewtopic.php?f=200&t=95034

Whoohoo!!

Jake

I ran down the stairs at top speed after Gwen, the little girl squealing as she slid down the twisting banister. I laughed and caught her as she went over the edge, spinning aorund to release some of the momentum.
I was spinning us around so fast that Gwen's six year old legs almost smacked into Kella's nine year old face, as she was hot on our heels.
We all laughed at her near-death expirience and fell into the next room. The carpet was much nicer compared to the hard-wood floor that we had just been running across.
I heard somebody clear their throat and looked up to the archway that led into the dining room. There stood my father. I smiled up at him, and he gave a kind of "really?" look back.
"What?" I asked, throwing Gwen on my shoulders.
"You guys are being very loud," my father said. He said it like he was disappointed, but I could tell he was laughing on the inside.
"Yes, yes we are," I replied.
"Jake stole my blankets to wake me up!" Kella accused.
Father gave me a funny look, one that said, "How old are you, exactly?"
"She was faking!" I accused right back. "She was wide awake when I walked by, but as soon as she has to go to school she's dead." I froze, and started to pretend like I was choking, and then fell to the ground with my head tilted to one side and my tongue sticking out.
My sisters giggled and poked me. I didn't move. They poked again.
I jumped to my fight with a "RAWR!!" that sent them all screaming in different directions.
This time, my father laughed with me.
When we had finished our guffaws, he said, "Where's Daniel?"
I was serious. I didn't like when I got that serious, but this was a very sober matter.
"I don't know," I said, rubbing my eyes. "His bed was empty this morning and his phone must be off, because I tried calling it several times. You...you don't think he's gone to hang out with that gang again, do you?"
Father nodded. "That'd be my guess. What is it with Daniel and trying to get into fights these days?"
We were quiet for a moment. "You know, he's just trying to bring out his powers."
"Yes, I know. But he could do that at home."
"It's not that same with being in a life-threatening situation."
Father sighed. "Go after him, will you?"
I nodded. "I'll bring him to work with me, today. Is that alright?"
"Okay, but keep him safe, alright?"
"Always."



I stopped the car on the side of the road and looked down the dark alley to my right. A few darker figures could be seen, one being held up against the wall.
"Crap," I muttered, getting out and walking towards them as quickly as I could with my limp.
Don't walk that fast, Fen warned. You're hurting too much already from this morning's chase.
I'm fine, I said back. He's losing that fight. I have to get to him before their stupidity does.
The group saw me coming and dropped who I assumed was Daniel and ran off.
"Fen," I muttered.
"Got it," my staff hissed.
I dropped it. He turning into his snake form as he fell and slithered away while I knelt down next to Daniel.
"What're you doing here?" he said angrily, shoving away my hand. "I had it all under control!"
"Shut it, you little runaway!" I hissed back. "Father was worried, so I went after you. Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine!" He was really mad now. I backed off and let him get to his feet, before grabbing him by his ear to the car. We had to wait a minute before Fen returned from scaring the gang, and we left.
The car was silent for a few minutes. "Where're we going?" Daniel asked.
"I'm already late for work, so you're coming with me."
Daniel looked out the window to hide his smile.
I smiled too.
My phone went off and I answered it.
"Yellow?"
"Jake!" an angry voice shouted on the other end.
"SIr? What's wrong?"
"One of your Protect-ees just got attacked in a public area!" he shouted.
"What? Which one?"
"Anyell Bay, and it seems pretty messy. That was your job, Jake, your job!!"
"Sorry, sir, I'll be right there. Is the extraction team there yet?”
“They will be there shortly. Their leader is in charge on this one, so you are just to chaperone. Make sure that they don’t get carried away, and try to do some damage control! I’m sending you the address now.”
“Yes sir.”

(Let me know if there is anything I need to change! )

Name: Felicia(Fey) Pepper
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Doll, Rogue or Blackguard: Blackguard

Power:Felicia is able to control and contort light, an ability that allows her to heal most wounds. When she does this, she is also able to travel back in time for short spurts, an ability which others are often uncomfortable with because of it’s supposed dangers. Because she can manipulate light, it follows that she can also manipulate shadow, or the shadow threads, which can bind and cut others an ability which is more dangerous than she thinks.

If rogue...

Pet Name:Ciel: pronounced see-elle

Pet Animal:house cat/lynx

Pet Appearance:

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Cat form:
lynx form:

Pet Personality:Ciel is wise, more like a father to Felicia than anyone. He is often found talking to her, or making fun of her, and he’s normally very open and kind. However, if anything or anyone becomes a threat, he will show no mercy.

Weapon form: Her power comes in two parts: her pocket watch and a kantana. It is an elegant weapon, and the blade has a pale pink tone to it, reminiscent of cherry blossoms. When her sword is unsheathed(which isn’t very often) Fey often loses herself in the battle. It’s as if she’s a completely different person.Felicia’s blackguard power takes the form of Alistair, an alternate personality that takes over whenever she feels threatened. He is the heart of her dark power.

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Appearance: Felicia has wavy red-brown hair that never seems to want to cooperate. She often keeps it in a sloppy bun at the base of her neck. Her eyes are light blue, almost grey, and her nose is splattered with freckles.

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Skills: Though Felicia isn’t used to using her power, let alone for fighting, she is fantastic during battle. She’s incredibly fast and skilled. But only when she’s in danger.

Personality: Fey is strong. That’s the only word for her. She’s kind and caring, and around her brother she is always smiling. Fey has a tendency to take all things in stride. She never sits about and moans over anything, but as a result she carries quite a heavy load. She’s very spirited, so much so that her strength catches in times of hardship.

History: When Felicia was little, she discovered her gift when she accidentally healed her close friend’s knee. Ever since, she’s hidden her gift. Her brother, Bastian, has been sick since they were children, and no matter how hard she’s tried Felicia has never been able to heal him. As a result, Felicia began to hate her gift. This was further reinforced when their mother died soon after they discovered Bastian's illness. She blames herself and curses her power, but continues to try healing Bastian.

Relationship: YES!

Other:Felicia’s blackguard power was given to her by Alistair, when he chose her as his master. Originally, she was merely a rogue. Alistair takes over her body whenever she’s in danger, much to her horror, because he is much more devious than she, and has no qualms about killing if it means protecting his master.

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Alistair:

Name: Bastian Pepper
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Doll, Rogue or Blackguard: Doll

Appearance: Like his sister, Jack has bark brown hair and light blue eyes. He’s rather pale, because of his illness, but remains strong.

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Skills: His resolve to become strong, so that his sister will no longer have to work for him.

Personality: Bastian is soft, softer than his spirited sister. He looks up to her, and regrets ‘ruining her life because of her need to help him. He’s kind and quite, but has a big heart and big dreams.

History: Bastian became sick when he was only three years old. He has a severe heart problem that kept him in the hospital for most of his life. Recently he has gotten better, to the point that he is able to go to school, however he has to take pills every day.

Relationship: Yes, just be patient. He always thinks of his sister first.

Dominic Pasten

I slam my phone shut and toss it to the other car seat with a grunt. I jam my foot into the gas, but quickly move it back to the brake again in irritation.

Try not to die in a crash on your way there, Molka jokes in the back of my head.

Maybe I'd get to her faster if I did, I mutter back.

Molka rolls his eyes, but doesn't answer back. I look over to my left and drive into the oncoming traffic lane to pass, but I quickly swerve back into my own lane when I see the head lights.

Why are you driving on the road? Molka asks.

I ignore Molka, although his remark gives me an idea. I steer right and off the road, switching my truck into four- wheel drive and speeding up to almost 60 mph. My truck slides in the mud from the recent rain storm. It skids to a stop right outside the school. I jump out and race down the wall to the end where Anyell's class room is, getting there the same time as Jake.

"Is the extraction team here yet?" he asks, oddly serious for him.

I shrug, and look up to the shattered windows, pulling out my gun and loading it without looking. From here, we can hear the shouts of Anyell's class mates, presumably. My heart starts to pound, but I take a deep breath and try to keep myself in control of the situation. I look down the right side of the building and see an emergency exit just below Anyell's room. I sprint down with Jake right on my tail.

The door's locked. I step back, look over my shoulder, and shoot through the small glass window beside it. I jump through, landing, after a summer-salt, on the ground level of the high school. I stand up and quickly scan for stairs. I bolt towards and up them, not bothering to make sure Jake is still behind me.

I break down a class door at the top of the stairs, and stand, stunned for a moment, before realizing it's the wrong room. I back out with a muttered apology, and run to the right. I jiggle the handle of the locked door; this must be the one. I jump against it. The wood barely moves. Again, I push. This time, the door shutters. I slam my shoulder into the wall and burst into the chaos-ed classroom.

"You're late," the familiar voice growls at me. I turn and look at Anyell's furious face.

Jake:

I ran up the stairs after Dominic as fast as I could, with Daniel following close behind me.
I toldd him to stay behind, I thought irritated.
Yes, but when has he ever listened to you? Fen retaliated.
I grumbled to myself as I reached the top of the stairs. Instantly, I could tell Dominic had reached Anyell's classroom, because of the shouts and screams that were coming from the crashed through door.
I sighed. Fen, go ahead of me and try to do damage control, will you?
Fine.
I dropped him and walked over to another classroom while he slithered away. This room had the whole class peeking out, trying to catch a glimpse of the carnage.
"Hello!" I called, getting their attention. I stopped in the doorway, blocking their view.
"What's going on?" one of the students shouted.
"Oh, that? They're just practicing a skit with some of my colleagues."
"That's a math class!"
"...Yes...yeah, it's a skit about solving...math equations..."
They weren't buying it.
"Alright!" I reached into my pocket and pulled out my badge. It looked almost exactly like a police badge. The only way you could tell the difference is if you held them next to each other. "My name is officer Black, and we are dealing with the situation over in that classroom. We will need you all to stay in your class while we deal with the situation."
This sent them all into an uproar.
I sighed again. I hope you're having more luck then me.
Oh yes, other then the fact that Anyell are wrecked havoc in here, and one of the students is afraid of snakes. The entire class is panicking, but all of the men are gone. You should probably get in here.
I held up my hands to silence the talking teens. "Stay in your classroom, we'll have more information in a minute." And with that I closed the door and ran into the other room.
Pure insanity.

Anyell Bay

"You're late," I mutter with irritation. Of course, out of all the rogues in Aria, HE has to come. HE has to be the one here. I roll my eyes.

My class room had gone silent after a moment of cheering. Then they saw the fight. I think they hoped that, when I had pulled the arrow from my shoulder, the men would be frightened away. To their surprise, they weren't scared. Now the room is so quiet, I can hear each and every heart beat. The room next door seems to be in disarray, though I can't fathom why, since this "battle" or "attack" of sorts was almost as silent as the room is now.

Dominic straightens his stance and looks around the room. Of the six men, two lay on the ground, unconscious. I pushed one through the door, but I assume he ran away. The other three either jumped or were pushed out the window.

Their injuries; three broken noses, at least two concussions, a broken rib here and there, a dislocated shoulder (or two), and an infinity amount of bruises.

My injuries; some bloody knuckles, and a scratch on my cheek.

Personally, I think their attack was a failure. Quia stands next to me, licking her paw casually. I brush the stray strands of hair from my face just as Jake walks in. I half smile spreads across my face.

"Hey," I say quietly.

Dominic looks over his shoulder, looks back at me and rolls his eyes. "Well, that's one way to treat a long lost friend," he mutters.

"I wouldn't consider us friends," I say, my smile gone.

Dominic walks up. "Why not?" he asks curiously.

I ignore his question and punch him in the face.

Why do you insist on starting fights? Quia asks. She walks forward and looks expectantly at Dominic. He rubs his nose slowly. I didn't brake it... dang it. At least he's bleeding.

"Missed ya' too," he says. He looks down at Quia and nods. "He's coming," he reassures, talking about his pet Molka.

As if on cue, the snow leopard walks through the door. Quia jumps up and almost tackles him to the ground. I zone them out.

"How are you Jake?" I ask.

Name: Daniel Nerrell

Gender: Boy

Age: 14

Doll, Rogue or Blackguard: Rogue

If rogue...

Pet Name: Tefire

Pet Animal: snow weasel

Pet Appearance: Tefire is small enough to fit comfortably in Daniel's jacket, around his neck or on his shoulder.

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Pet Personality:Tefire is fun and playful, clever, but usually clumsy. She loves to play pranks on people, especially Daniel, and talking/showing off is always on his agenda.

Weapon Form:

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Power: Daniel has super speed, being able to go almost a hundred and fifty miles per minute, but can only do so when he is in serious danger, as in close to death. He's working on harnessing and controling it, but that's hard to do when nobody will really hurt him.

Appearance: Like this picture, but without the mohawk. His black hair hangs down just barely into his brown eyes, and he stands at 5" 6'.

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Skills: He's good at getting into trouble, if that counts. He's pretty handy with a gun or a knife, but hand-to-hand combat in definitely not his thing. Daniel's pretty good at being quiet, though.

Personality: Daniel is headstrong, good at getting his butt-kicked, but will never, EVER back down from anything, if it meant proving himself. He loves his brother and his sisters, but he doesn't like his parents or Aria. He thinks that they are controlling and drive him nuts by "tearing him from Jake". He only likes going because it gives him a chance to bring out his powers.

History: Daniel, like Jkae, grew up in Aria. The only difference is that he hates it's guts. He doesn't have a passion for politics or anything like that, so he left Aria and was the first child in the Nerrell family to go to public school, soon followed by his sisters. He was instantly labeled as the "loner" of the school, and has been constantly barraged by bullies, gangs, and, in short, jerks. He's about to go into high school, though, and is hoping that once he has his power under control, that he'll be able to stand up for himself better.

Relationship: Not really. He's a little young.

Other: He will do the exact opposite of what you tell him to do, and he really admires Anyell for leaving Aria. He loves her like an older sister, which is really what she has become.

As always, let me know if there's anything you need or I should change!

Felicia:
Let me tell you a story.
This is the story of a girl. Just a girl, like you, or I.
A sweet, curious child who wandered the garden beneath the darkness of midnight, draped in the playful shadows that seemed to dance to the whispering wind’s tune. A child dressed in white, spinning, laughing, dreaming, unaware of the uninvited guest who had come to this moonlight ball.
A child, and the demon who her watched from afar.
The rain fell in thick sheets, painting the scenery in a steely grey. Through the fog, the cities lights shone like miniature suns, and the streets were cast in dazzling red and gold as commuters hastily made their way home after a long day in the office.
The crosswalk light on the corner of Ninth and Elyson flashed white, and a single citizen crossed the intersection, a splash of color against the darkened asphalt.
I had always hated days like this, where I came out from my afternoon job at the bakery only to find the sky was heavy with fat grey clouds and the sidewalks were so damp she could see my own reflection.
A car sped by, sending up a spray of murky grey water. For a moment, the droplets hung in the air like diamonds, glistening beneath the florescent city lights, before coating my uniform in filth.
That’s going to be fun to get out
Sighing, I turned onto the path leading through the courtyard and up to Elyson hospital. Around me, the trees rustled playfully, like whispering children, their leaves dancing to and fro. How many times had I seen this familiar tune. It was like a song, a lullaby that played through my head all day.
Ever since I became my younger brother’s guardian, he had been coming to Elyson for checkups. Three days ago, he’d had another fit, and had admitted here ever since.
Bastian…
He was my little brother, my only companion. After my mother died when I was ten, I’d devoted my life to taking care of him. My cute little brother.
“He’s not really little anymore, you know.” Ciel commented. I looked down at the cat, whose blue eyes met mine without hesitation.
“He’ll always be little to me.” I replied with a smile. Ciel made an odd grumbling noise, one that I recognized as laughter.
“You’re like a doting mother.”
“Maybe I am.” With that, Ciel jumped into a nearby tree, where he would wait until I returned. Opening the door to the building, I was immediately greeted with warmth and the scent of antibacterial soap. To me, this was home, the place where I spent a majority of my day.
This is where Bastian was.
“Your early Felicia.” Paul, the guard commented. I smiled, making my way towards him.
“Actually, I got out early. I also brought some treats.’ At this, I lifted the brown paper bag containing the leftover goods from my job at the bakery.
“Better not let the nurses see that. You know how they feel about outside food.” Paul laughed, a great resonating sound that reminded someone of a grandfather and evenings by the fire.
“Got it!” I laughed, then made my way to the second floor.
It will work today, I know it.
Bastian:
I stared out the window into the rain, watching the droplets grow upon the glass then drip down. I had always wondered if rain meant that the sky was crying. Felicia had told me that the rain droplets were actually the tears of the sun, and if you looked at them just right, they would turn into rainbows as they fell.
”That’s why, when the sun stops crying, all the droplets gather together and make a great big rainbow, so that the sun will smile again.”
“Big sister…” I raised my hand and pressed it to the glass, closing my eyes.
“Bastian! Bas-ti-an!” Felicia’s familiar voice snapped me from my thoughts, and I turned just in time to see the door to my room thrown open with a loud bang.
“Felicia!” I cried, jumping to my feet.
“Woops. Haha.” She laughed, rubbing the back of her neck. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.” I smiled, opening my mouth to reply, but my words were overshadowed by a fit of coughing. I doubled over, trying to ignore the pain that bolted through me with every breathe.
“Bastian!” Felicia cried, coming to my side and kneeling, face creased with worry. I tried to smile at her through the tremors, but it came out as more of a grimace.
“I’m okay. Really.” I said, moving around her to take a seat on the bed. She stood, moving to sit beside me, and gently rubbed my back. It was a familiar feeling. When I was little, I’d often lie my head in Felicia’s lap and she’d move her hand back and forth, back and forth, singing to me softly.
“I brought you a surprise.” She said after I’d calmed down. I turned to look at the brown bag beside me.
“Don’t tell me…” I said, opening the bag to reveal any number of my favorite baked goods. “Your brilliant.”
“I know.” Felicia laughed.