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"Well, if if makes you happy and maybe it makes you stop bothering me I'm fine with it." Jen says with a sigh, not trying to move away from the kiss "I mean it is kinda rude to Tobias, he seemed to be flirting with me earlier. But I guess since he's technically not my boyfriend, it's alright."


As they were boarding the VTOL, Sinead changed her kiss into a lick, before moving down to kiss Jen's neck. She really did want to see how far she would go before she would complain, and when she did, she would play the victim and act like Jen was being unreasonable. Or, if her playful mood wore off, she would go for her shivs. "Your skin tastes good," she muttered, wrapping her arms around the other girl.


Jen starts feeling slightly uncomfortable from Sinead's licks and kisses, and she becomes slightly mkre nervous and awkward sounding than usual. In a soft and somewhat cautious tone she says to Sinead "Thanks for the compliment but this is getting a bit too weird for me right now. I mean, I like you and qll Sinead but I don't really know you all that well. So, if you could just kinda tone it down or stop altogether, that would be really great."
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Sat Apr 16, 2016 1:30 pm

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As they were boarding the VTOL, Sinead changed her kiss into a lick, before moving down to kiss Jen's neck. She really did want to see how far she would go before she would complain, and when she did, she would play the victim and act like Jen was being unreasonable. Or, if her playful mood wore off, she would go for her shivs. "Your skin tastes good," she muttered, wrapping her arms around the other girl.


Jen starts feeling slightly uncomfortable from Sinead's licks and kisses, and she becomes slightly mkre nervous and awkward sounding than usual. In a soft and somewhat cautious tone she says to Sinead "Thanks for the compliment but this is getting a bit too weird for me right now. I mean, I like you and qll Sinead but I don't really know you all that well. So, if you could just kinda tone it down or stop altogether, that would be really great."

"Oh, you want me to go down on you?" asked Sinead after she told her to tone it down, being intentionally obtuse. She lowered herself to the ground on her knees and stared up at Jen, grinning. "I'm ready whenever you're ready," she said. "It's not weird at all to do this in front of everyone else, right?"
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Postby Arstotzkas » Sat Apr 16, 2016 1:33 pm

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Jen starts feeling slightly uncomfortable from Sinead's licks and kisses, and she becomes slightly mkre nervous and awkward sounding than usual. In a soft and somewhat cautious tone she says to Sinead "Thanks for the compliment but this is getting a bit too weird for me right now. I mean, I like you and qll Sinead but I don't really know you all that well. So, if you could just kinda tone it down or stop altogether, that would be really great."

"Oh, you want me to go down on you?" asked Sinead after she told her to tone it down, being intentionally obtuse. She lowered herself to the ground on her knees and stared up at Jen, grinning. "I'm ready whenever you're ready," she said. "It's not weird at all to do this in front of everyone else, right?"


Jen sighs, shakes her head and responds " First of all, of course it's weird to do that in front of other people. You know, I feel like you're misinterpreting my instructions on purpose to make me angry. That's not going to work unfortunately for you. But in case you didn't understand the first time, I just want you to stop licking and kissing me and stuff. I'm starting to feel kinda uncomfortable, nothing personal."
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Sat Apr 16, 2016 1:38 pm

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Unified Free Lands wrote:"Oh, you want me to go down on you?" asked Sinead after she told her to tone it down, being intentionally obtuse. She lowered herself to the ground on her knees and stared up at Jen, grinning. "I'm ready whenever you're ready," she said. "It's not weird at all to do this in front of everyone else, right?"


Jen sighs, shakes her head and responds " First of all, of course it's weird to do that in front of other people. You know, I feel like you're misinterpreting my instructions on purpose to make me angry. That's not going to work unfortunately for you. But in case you didn't understand the first time, I just want you to stop licking and kissing me and stuff. I'm starting to feel kinda uncomfortable, nothing personal."

Sinead put on a sad face and for a moment it appeared that she was flickering in and out of sight, but after a moment she went back to normal. "That's so rude to call me weird," she muttered, still being obtuse. "And you know I'm a telepath, right? If I wanted to make you angry, I could just tell everyone in here about your embarrassing memories... Hell, if I put all my energy into it, I could show them those memories."
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Postby Doughertania » Sat Apr 16, 2016 3:02 pm

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Doughertania wrote:Patrick O'Bannon
Patrick looked over at the boy, who he hadn't seen much of really. Whenever he came over to Justice's room before, Pat would be hard at work with whatever assignment he was told to do. When she asked if things would be awkward, Pat shook his head profusely. "N-no Mistress. My job is to s-serve you to the best of my ability. If you want O-Oliver around, then I will be ok with it."

"I-is there something you require, M-mistress? O-or shall I go back to by papers?" He had been fairly diligent with his work, ensuring that she was passing with high marks. The only way he could do better was if he actually went to the classes, but he never left Justice's side unless she allowed him to, and she never really went to class, he made do with the textbooks and notes. It wasn't as varied or excited as working with Venus, but Justice seemed pleased with his work, which meant he was doing a good job.

Justice smiled, seeming to enjoy Pat's awkwardness. She liked to know that that was the effect she had on some people. "I'm in the mood for something to drink... Can you find some alcohol? The hardest that you can find is the best," she said, glancing at him with an unreadable expression, as if she was thinking of something but putting on a poker face because she didn't want him to know what was on her mind just yet.

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He nodded eagerly at her request, happy to serve. He spun his hand in a circle, a yellow circle materializing and slowly expanding. Once a decent size, he threw it on the ground in front of him. A drink slowly began to fade into appearance and the circle faded away, until it was solid enough to hold. The yellow circle had disappeared completely. He picked up the bottle and a few glasses, and presented it to her bowing his head. "F-for you, Mistress."

He tried to figure out what she was thinking, but her face revealed nothing. Even her aura was muddled, showing only that she had something planned. He wondered why she was hiding it, but didn't think to much of it, instead feeding off her aura of contentment. It wasn't as flavorful as Venus's, but it still was better than the average person's.
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Postby Luminesa » Sat Apr 16, 2016 3:05 pm

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Jen sighs, shakes her head and responds " First of all, of course it's weird to do that in front of other people. You know, I feel like you're misinterpreting my instructions on purpose to make me angry. That's not going to work unfortunately for you. But in case you didn't understand the first time, I just want you to stop licking and kissing me and stuff. I'm starting to feel kinda uncomfortable, nothing personal."

Sinead put on a sad face and for a moment it appeared that she was flickering in and out of sight, but after a moment she went back to normal. "That's so rude to call me weird," she muttered, still being obtuse. "And you know I'm a telepath, right? If I wanted to make you angry, I could just tell everyone in here about your embarrassing memories... Hell, if I put all my energy into it, I could show them those memories."


"Unfortunately, we don't have very much time for you to do that now, do we? Right now we need to head to the VTOL, before...whatever comes and finds us," Nightshade intervened.
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Sat Apr 16, 2016 3:41 pm

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Unified Free Lands wrote:Justice smiled, seeming to enjoy Pat's awkwardness. She liked to know that that was the effect she had on some people. "I'm in the mood for something to drink... Can you find some alcohol? The hardest that you can find is the best," she said, glancing at him with an unreadable expression, as if she was thinking of something but putting on a poker face because she didn't want him to know what was on her mind just yet.

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He nodded eagerly at her request, happy to serve. He spun his hand in a circle, a yellow circle materializing and slowly expanding. Once a decent size, he threw it on the ground in front of him. A drink slowly began to fade into appearance and the circle faded away, until it was solid enough to hold. The yellow circle had disappeared completely. He picked up the bottle and a few glasses, and presented it to her bowing his head. "F-for you, Mistress."

He tried to figure out what she was thinking, but her face revealed nothing. Even her aura was muddled, showing only that she had something planned. He wondered why she was hiding it, but didn't think to much of it, instead feeding off her aura of contentment. It wasn't as flavorful as Venus's, but it still was better than the average person's.

The smile still on her face, Justice took the bottle and poured some of it into a glass, drinking it down quickly. Her expression softened because of the alcohol, and she felt a bit more relaxed, which was good for what she was planning. "Thanks... You know, for the time that you've stayed with me, you've been very useful. I usually feel fine with bossing people around, but since you're so... Submissive, it almost feels like exploitation to not give you something in return. Because I'm such a nice Mistress, I'm going to let you reverse roles with me for the rest of the day. You name it, I'll do it for you," she said, drinking some more of the alcohol.
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Postby Doughertania » Sat Apr 16, 2016 4:46 pm

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Doughertania wrote:Patrick O'Bannon
He nodded eagerly at her request, happy to serve. He spun his hand in a circle, a yellow circle materializing and slowly expanding. Once a decent size, he threw it on the ground in front of him. A drink slowly began to fade into appearance and the circle faded away, until it was solid enough to hold. The yellow circle had disappeared completely. He picked up the bottle and a few glasses, and presented it to her bowing his head. "F-for you, Mistress."

He tried to figure out what she was thinking, but her face revealed nothing. Even her aura was muddled, showing only that she had something planned. He wondered why she was hiding it, but didn't think to much of it, instead feeding off her aura of contentment. It wasn't as flavorful as Venus's, but it still was better than the average person's.

The smile still on her face, Justice took the bottle and poured some of it into a glass, drinking it down quickly. Her expression softened because of the alcohol, and she felt a bit more relaxed, which was good for what she was planning. "Thanks... You know, for the time that you've stayed with me, you've been very useful. I usually feel fine with bossing people around, but since you're so... Submissive, it almost feels like exploitation to not give you something in return. Because I'm such a nice Mistress, I'm going to let you reverse roles with me for the rest of the day. You name it, I'll do it for you," she said, drinking some more of the alcohol.

Patrick O'Bannon
At Justice's proposal, Pat's eyes grew wide with panic. "I-I can't do that. I c-can't!" Why did it have to be that? The one order he couldn't follow, even if he wanted to? Why did all of his masters want him to be in control? He looked down, fiddling nervously with his scarf, not willing to make eye contact. "I-I'm sorry Mistress, b-but I'm a servant spirit. I can't give you o-orders without losing the aura e-energy that sustains my stay in this d-dimension."

He hung his head in shame. "I-I'm sorry. I-I'll take whatever p-punishment you deem worthy." In all his time here at the Academy of Villains, he had never failed at completing a task. Even when Mistress Venus attempted to have him choose what they did that day, he was able to deflect it back to her. But this was an outright command, one that he could not follow.
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Postby Arstotzkas » Sat Apr 16, 2016 5:05 pm

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Jen sighs, shakes her head and responds " First of all, of course it's weird to do that in front of other people. You know, I feel like you're misinterpreting my instructions on purpose to make me angry. That's not going to work unfortunately for you. But in case you didn't understand the first time, I just want you to stop licking and kissing me and stuff. I'm starting to feel kinda uncomfortable, nothing personal."

Sinead put on a sad face and for a moment it appeared that she was flickering in and out of sight, but after a moment she went back to normal. "That's so rude to call me weird," she muttered, still being obtuse. "And you know I'm a telepath, right? If I wanted to make you angry, I could just tell everyone in here about your embarrassing memories... Hell, if I put all my energy into it, I could show them those memories."


" Look Sinead, I'm not calling you weird. I actually quite like you in fact. I don't understand why yku're being so upset right now." Jen replies, in a cool tone " Also, I don't think that you would reveal my memories. You don't seem like the kind of person who would do that sort of thing to be honest. Besides, I have no embarrassing memories anyway."
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Sat Apr 16, 2016 5:15 pm

Justice

Justice frowned momentarily but she looked like she understood. She sat down on the couch, glancing back at Pat. "Well, I could punish you but it wouldn't be much of a punishment... I have a hard time punishing those who are loyal to me. But if you can't do that... I have something else for you to do."

She sighed, drinking the rest of what was in her cup. "If you want, you can sit here and hold me and talk with me about something that's been bothering me for weeks..."

Sinead

Sinead's face suddenly went serious before she smirked, reaching into Jen's mind telepathically. She wasn't going to reveal her secrets for now, but she was going to keep messing with her head and she wanted to show that she could easily find out what she knew. "Do you ever see their faces when you sleep?" she asked ambiguously, not saying who 'they' were yet.
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Postby Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena » Sat Apr 16, 2016 5:26 pm

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Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena wrote:Iscalis looks intrigued at this. "Odd... the border between the fey realm and here removes people's memories, but I don't know how many other boundaries have that..." She finishes her chicken, and goes to put it away.

"Don't think I'm a fey," Zalae replied, getting up with her and pressing a button on the counter, expanding it into a dishwasher. "I could just be regular with a wiped memory. But that's also not the case, since I have some more refined traits."

"What sort of traits? If you don't mind me asking..." Iscalis adds hurriedly, unsure what would offend Zalae.
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Postby Doughertania » Sat Apr 16, 2016 5:57 pm

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Justice frowned momentarily but she looked like she understood. She sat down on the couch, glancing back at Pat. "Well, I could punish you but it wouldn't be much of a punishment... I have a hard time punishing those who are loyal to me. But if you can't do that... I have something else for you to do."

She sighed, drinking the rest of what was in her cup. "If you want, you can sit here and hold me and talk with me about something that's been bothering me for weeks..."

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When she decided against the punishment, Pat looked both relieved and confused. He didn't want to get punished. But it was strange to him that he was able to get away with disobeying an order. He considered testing the boundaries further, but no matter how he tried to rid himself of it that thought it clung on in the recesses of his mind.

He walked over to the couch and sat down, farther at first, but then remembering the rest of the command. He shimmied himself over until his leg was touching hers, which caused him to blush. He reached his arms out and hugged her torso. He looked up at her, looking at her nose to avoid eye contact. "W-what's wrong Mistress?"
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Postby Arstotzkas » Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:07 pm

Unified Free Lands wrote:Justice

Justice frowned momentarily but she looked like she understood. She sat down on the couch, glancing back at Pat. "Well, I could punish you but it wouldn't be much of a punishment... I have a hard time punishing those who are loyal to me. But if you can't do that... I have something else for you to do."

She sighed, drinking the rest of what was in her cup. "If you want, you can sit here and hold me and talk with me about something that's been bothering me for weeks..."

Sinead

Sinead's face suddenly went serious before she smirked, reaching into Jen's mind telepathically. She wasn't going to reveal her secrets for now, but she was going to keep messing with her head and she wanted to show that she could easily find out what she knew. "Do you ever see their faces when you sleep?" she asked ambiguously, not saying who 'they' were yet.


Jen's face shows just a moment of distress before in a slightly shaken voice responds "W-what are you talking about? I-I've got no idea what you're talking about Sinead, there's nothing that haunts me at night. Stop trying to scare me right now, because it's not working."
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:24 pm

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Unified Free Lands wrote:Justice

Justice frowned momentarily but she looked like she understood. She sat down on the couch, glancing back at Pat. "Well, I could punish you but it wouldn't be much of a punishment... I have a hard time punishing those who are loyal to me. But if you can't do that... I have something else for you to do."

She sighed, drinking the rest of what was in her cup. "If you want, you can sit here and hold me and talk with me about something that's been bothering me for weeks..."

Sinead

Sinead's face suddenly went serious before she smirked, reaching into Jen's mind telepathically. She wasn't going to reveal her secrets for now, but she was going to keep messing with her head and she wanted to show that she could easily find out what she knew. "Do you ever see their faces when you sleep?" she asked ambiguously, not saying who 'they' were yet.


Jen's face shows just a moment of distress before in a slightly shaken voice responds "W-what are you talking about? I-I've got no idea what you're talking about Sinead, there's nothing that haunts me at night. Stop trying to scare me right now, because it's not working."

Sinead tsked, laughing darkly. She just stared at Jen, communicating her message telepathically: You have no idea what I'm talking about? Tell that to the families of the people that you killed. You don't think they had people who cared about them? No, there definitely were. Mothers, fathers, siblings, partners, friends... Do you know how many people you hurt that day? Murderer...
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:46 pm

Justice

The fact that it had been raining hard that day seemed to be fitting for what happened. Justice found herself surrounded by four others, all of them confronting her and vying for her love, even though she refused to choose one.

"I was with you longer than any of them!" said the first guy, a college student at Washington. "We have chemistry, Justice!"

"No, that's impossible. He can't have more chemistry than us, he's not Guatemalan. I'm Guatemalan, you are too, we should be together," said the second one, the boy who did most of her homework for her.

"That's all fine and dandy," replied the third and oldest man. "But what Justice needs is someone who can take care of her. One of you is a college student, one of you is a high schooler, and the other is a barrista and writer. How do any of you expect to support a family? Justice, I have enough money through my investments to care for both of us... I'm not the man that you deserve, but I'm the one that you need."

"No, no, no!" cried the woman of the group, running a hand through her multicolored hair before making her case. "These are all boys! They don't understand you like I do, Justice! And can any of them please you like a girl can? You know that the answer is no. I know my job doesn't pay like his, but maybe we can live simpler and elope to California instead of staying here."

"Everyone shut up!" snapped Justice, tears in her eyes. "I love all of you equally, okay? You guys are like my own four temperament ensemble... I can't just pick one of you. Why can't you share?"

The group devolved into arguing against each other and nobody noticed when Justice left and stepped outside into the rain, crying her eyes out as her group of lovers was set on course to destroy itself.



Justice blinked back a couple of tears when she remembered that day. The day her new family basically forced her to leave in a way that somehow hurt much more than what her parents had done to her. "Patrick... I want to know what you think of me. Don't hold anything back."

She paused, before continuing. "I want to know if you really care about me or... If you're like the others in my life. If you only really hang around me because I'm attractive, without caring about what I want."
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Postby Arstotzkas » Sat Apr 16, 2016 7:23 pm

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Jen's face shows just a moment of distress before in a slightly shaken voice responds "W-what are you talking about? I-I've got no idea what you're talking about Sinead, there's nothing that haunts me at night. Stop trying to scare me right now, because it's not working."

Sinead tsked, laughing darkly. She just stared at Jen, communicating her message telepathically: You have no idea what I'm talking about? Tell that to the families of the people that you killed. You don't think they had people who cared about them? No, there definitely were. Mothers, fathers, siblings, partners, friends... Do you know how many people you hurt that day? Murderer...


"Don't...don't talk to me about that incident!" Jen cries out in anger "You have no right to understand what happened that day Sinead, The things I did that day were the actions a younger me, a less mature me. who was going through some rough times. I didn't want to hurt them, I just needed to release my anger in some way. It was bound to occur one way or another. Of course it was unfortunate, but if it saved me from doing even worse things then so be it. I swear, if you ever try to tell any of my friends about that you will regret the day that you decided to peer into my memories Sinead.'
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The demoness eventually grew complacent with watching the scenery from the deck of the airship. She sat up from her prone and exposed position and left the deck of the airship. She headed to what was once her room and began to move her things to a new, unoccupied room. If confronted by the intruder who had forced her out, her response was blunt. "You are not Japanese nor female. This room may be yours now, but everything upon the walls , surfaces and in the chests and containers are mine...and I shall reclaim what is mine."
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Zayne finally arrived back at his hometown after flying for what felt, and probably was, hours. He landed amongst the ruins of the destroyed town and started walking towards his old house. Memories started to rise to the surface as he remembered the day he destroyed his home, the faces of all the lives he claimed. That when he remember the only other person who survived the massacre, the only person he couldn't kill.

"Zayne, come on, we're going to be late." a voice said as Zayne walked down the stairs of his house.

"Calm down Ariel, we've got plenty of time." Zayne replied to his girlfriend as he joined her in his living room and greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.

"Fine but if we can't find a good seat then it's your fault."

Zayne laughed and he and Ariel left his house and head towards the movie theater. They hadn't been on an actual date in a while and Zayne was relieved when Ariel said she was free on the weekend. They got to the theater and watched the movie, snacking on junk food they snuck in. After the movie they took a walk through the park and sat on a bench outside, enjoying each others' company. That when a long time rival of Zayne's came along to ruin the fun.

"Well look what we have here; the son of a criminal. You visit you dad in jail recently." he said in a mocking tone.

"You seriously have nothing better to do than to bring up my family's past, Terrance." Zayne replied, slightly annoyed.

"I'm just telling it like it is, you're the son of a failed villain and you're a failure yourself."

"I'm not a failure, and I don't have to sit here and take this from you." Zayne and Ariel got up from where they were sitting and started walking away but then Terrance ran after them and grabbed Ariel's arm and pulled her towards him.

"You don't need to hang around that loser when you could be with me." Terrance said

"Hey, let go of her!" Zayne said as he ran over and punched him in the face. Terrance retaliated by punching Zayne in the stomach and knocking him over onto the ground. He then proceed to kick Zayne several times in the ribs before he decided it was enough. Terrance laughed and walked away saying, "What'd I tell you, a failure."

Zayne groaned as Ariel helped him up. "Thanks, I'm fine. It's just a few bruised ribs right. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine but you shouldn't have done that."

"I couldn't let him drag you around like that."

"Aw, what a gentleman." Ariel laughed and slapped Zayne on the arm, Zayne laughed too but winced when he was hit. "We better get you home so I can treat your injuries."

Ariel helped Zayne to his house and up to his room, Zayne took off his shirt for Ariel to get a better look at his wounds. There were any severe wound but there was definitely bruising, not to mention the black eye he had. "It's not too bad but I should still heal you to make sure."

"Alright. But this is getting to routine; I get beat up and you heal me. Just wish my power could heal me so you wouldn't have to." Zayne said as he laid down on his bed and Ariel used her light manipulation powers to heal him.

"Well it doesn't matter, you can't heal and I can so this is just how it's gonna be for the rest of our lives. You'll protect me and I'll make sure you don't fail. We're the only two people in this town who have powers so it's almost like we were destined to be together."

Zayne blushed at what Ariel said and even more so when she leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. She laid down on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. Zayne however started thinking about his powers, he still didn't have enough control over his powers and would lose control if you overexerted himself. Even if he couldn't really use his powers as well as Ariel, he swore he would still protect her. After a few more moments of silence, both of them fell asleep.

--A few hours later--

Zayne woke up to find that Ariel had already left, he got up and head downstairs where his mother was on the phone. She wasn't acting like her normal, cheery self, instead she seemed very nervous and was whispering into the phone, the only time she did that was when Zayne's father called from prison. She got off the phone and turned to Zayne just as he got into the living.

"Your father wants to see you, says he's got something important to give you." she said.

"What could he have in prison that wasn't confiscated from him?"

"You know he has his ways of keeping things from the police. Didn't help him when he got caught though. Just go on and see what he's got to say."

"Alright." Zayne said as he went back up stairs and put his shirt back on. He ran back down the stairs, out the door, and headed towards the town's prison. He found it strange that his father got mention so much today when most people preferred to forget about him. He made his way to the prison and went through the standard routine for getting in. At this point he knew most of the guards by name and they found it strange how such a nice kid like Zayne was the son of a criminal.

"Coming in to visit the old man again, most kids would prefer to not associate with guys like him." one of the guards said.

"Yeah well I'm not like most kids Frank. Plus my dad isn't that bad."

"You're right about that, he is one of the nicer inmates we have. Whelp go on in, he's probably waiting for you."

Zayne headed back to visitor area and wait for his dad to come out, it wasn't a long wait. Zayne's father came out with a couple guards behind him.

"Hello son, thank you for meeting me today. I know you probably had something important to do but this might be even more important." Zayne's father leaned in closer so only Zayne could hear what he had to say. "It's time you inherited the Sonsite gem that has been passed down in our family since ancient times. If you should find that you cannot rely on your power in the future, you may use it to become an unstoppable force."

"If it's that powerful, why didn't you use it to escape the cops?"

"Because, it merges with the user and only separated when said user dies. I figured my free time was ending soon and I wanted you to have it while I'm stuck here. It's only to protect you."

"Fine, where is this rock? I figure you hid it somewhere since you wouldn't risk having it with you when you got caught."

"Smart boy." Zayne's father reached out and patted Zayne on the head. "Yes I hid well, and only a Riddle would know to find the hiding place. I hid it--"


"--Right under our house. How do you manage to look out for me and still manage to be the most irresponsible father ever?" Zayne stepped into the remains of his old house, which hadn't received much damage during the rampage but still couldn't hold up to time. Walking into the living room, he looked around to see what could have been used as a hiding place for the Sonsite gem. He noticed that a book self was still standing even amongst all the wreckage and he groaned as he figured out that his dad used one of the oldest hiding tricks in the villain book.

"Really dad, a secret staircase behind the bookshelf. Could you have been any more obvious?" He went through the entire book self, knocking every book off until he found the one that opened the secret door and started descending down the stairs. On his way down he noticed a light at the bottom and immediately knew he was the first person to find this place, however he also knew exactly who was down there.

"You know you give yourself away since electricity doesn't work here anymore." Zayne said as he reached the bottom of the stairs.

"I know, but how many people really know about this place?" Ariel said as she turned to face him. Zayne looked around the room and realized that Ariel had been living here, most likely for a while now.

"More than I thought. Have you been living here this whole time?"

"Not since that day, but long enough to wait for whenever you came back."

"You know I never wanted any of this to happen. What happened that day is one of my greatest regrets, probably my only one."

"I know, you couldn't control yourself, but did you really have to run away and leave me here?"

"I didn't have any other choice. I promised to protect you and I couldn't even protect you from myself. I was a monster..."

Zayne was walking back from the prison when he heard a noise coming from an alleyway. He wasn't in a rush so he went to investigate it and see what was going on, what he saw utterly shocked him. It was Terrance and his crew, cornering Ariel.

"Come on baby, your boyfriend isn't here to protect you know. Why don't you be a nice little bit and come over to my place, or we could just stay right here."

"Piss off why don't you. You know I'm not interested."

"Well then I guess we'll just have to take you by force." Terrance slapped Ariel and knocked her to the ground, then he reached out and grabbed Ariel's arm, trying to force her to come with him. Suddenly his was sliced off and he screamed out in pain as blood gushed out. Zayne stepped out of the shadows, a dark aura surrounding him. His shadow came up from the ground and formed blades on his arms as he went into a rage from using his powers. "Get... Away... From her." he managed to say before roaring in a fit of blind fury, scaring off his potential victims.

"He's a freak, run!" One of them shout, the rest were too busy carrying Terrance since he fainted from blood loss. Meanwhile Ariel was terrified by what Zayne had become.

"Zayne, calm down. I'm fine now, you need to calm down!" She hugged him from behind and refused to let go until Zayne calmed down. Slowly Zayne started to calm as he realized that only he and Ariel remained in the alley. He looked back at Ariel, seeing the blood on her from when Terrance bled on her. He started leaned on her and started crying as he realized what he did.

"It's okay, you didn't know what you were doing and you didn't hurt me." She put his arm over her shoulder and helped back to his house again. His mother came to the door and help Ariel put Zayne on the couch.

"What happened? Why are you covered in blood?" Zayne's mother asked.

"Terrance and his gang were harassing me in an alley, Zayne saw them and went berserk. He ended up slicing off Terrance's arm off because he grabbed me."

"This is bad, people are going to start thinking Zayne is turning into his father."

"He wouldn't do that though." Ariel interjected.

"We both know that but the townspeople are paranoid and ignorant when it comes to people with superpowers."

As if on queue, a knock was heard from the front door and Zayne's mother went to answer it. She opened the door to see the town mayor with a crowd of people behind him, most of them carrying guns. "Yes, what can I help you with?"

"Please don't play dumb, we know the boy is here and that he's manifested powers like his father. Just hand him over and we'll be gone, I can only hold these people back for so long." A bunch of angry voices could be heard behind the mayor as people cried out for the imprisonment, death, or even torture of Zayne. Terrance's parents were one of the biggest advocates for the torture punishment as they complained about their sons arm.

"Please don't take my son away, you know he isn't that much like his father, he doesn't want to hurt anyone."

"Well I can't make any excepts, he did chop off a boy's arm. I'm afraid I have to see justice is done."

"And how is your justice fair?" Zayne said as he came up behind his mother, a darkness in his voice. "Terrance has been picking on me and harassing Ariel for the longest, and when I finally get him back everyone gangs up on me. Well I'm sick of being pushed around and not being able stand up for myself, so all of you can GO AWAY!"

Zayne unconsciously sent out a dark energy shockwave that knocked the townspeople back. His dark aura was back and he stepped outside to confront the mob. "You want to make me the bad guy with your screwed up justice system, well fine, come at me you worms!"

Zayne's dark aura manifested into a giant dark construct that looked like the upper half of a skeleton, it's arms stretching out and crushing the other houses next to Zayne's. The townspeople looked in terror as they saw what was happening. Some tried to shoot it, to no avail, and other fled as fast as they could.

Meanwhile, back at the prison, Zayne father looked out the window and noticed the dark skeleton from his cell. He smirked as he thought his plan had worked. He called for the guards to come to his cell and when they did he blasted the cell door down, making it fall on the guards. "It's been a pleasure gentlemen but I'm afraid it's my time to check out." He ran out of the prison, killing any guards he came across. Soon he was out of the prison and headed towards Zayne and the others.

Back with Zayne, he was destroying buildings and killing people as he moved through the town. The dark skeleton construct had now formed a more humanoid form and was now throwing rubble for destroyed buildings. Zayne had lost all control was simply a machine of destruction, rampaging through the town. Ariel and Zayne's mother could only watch in horror as Zayne turned into a monster.

"I've got to do something, somehow I've got to stop him." Ariel said, light construct wings forming on her back. She flew off after Zayne before his mother had a chance to say anything against it. Soon, Ariel arrived at the dark construct giant and tried talking Zayne out of his rage, but it didn't work. Zayne was so enraged now that he lost all sense of reasoning and only had one focus; complete destruction. Seeing that reasoning wasn't going to work, Ariel started shooting light energy bolts at the giant, causing it to try to swat at her.

Zayne's father eventually got back to the house and found Zayne's mother inside. "Do you see our son out there, he's amazing isn't he?"

"What do you mean? You planned all this. You're using our son as some form of petty revenge?"

"Of course not, I'm gonna use him to take over the world. Since he's been corrupted by the gem, he's just a blank state made for destruction."

"What gem? What are you talking about? Zayne never touched any gem."

"What so he's doing all that on his own. That's my boy."

"What's wrong with you? He's probably in a lot of pain right now and all you can think of is your own selfish goals. What happened to the man I married?"

"He's still here, he was just on the verge of absolute success and I won't let anyone take that away from me, like that little brat who started shooting at Zayne." Zayne's father went outside and started charging up a dark energy beam to shoot at Ariel, but before he could fire it Zayne's mother tackled him and it hit a nearby building.

"I won't let you hurt those kids, they deserve a better future than the one you're trying to give them." Before they could go any further, the rubble from the build fell and landed on them, crushing and killing them immediately.

Meanwhile Zayne was completely enthrall with trying to crush Ariel but to no avail, she as simply too fast for him. On the other hand, she was wearing down the dark construct, cracking in different places until it was starting to fall to pieces. As the final blow, Ariel formed a light drill construct and charged forward, breaking through the giant and shattering it into pieces. Unfortunately all the rapid fire shooting drained her as she wasn't used to fighting.

Both Zayne and Ariel were exhausted and could barely move anymore. Zayne finally started to calm down as he collapsed on the ground, tears where streaming down his face as the realization of what he'd done came to him.

"Don't worry... it wasn't your fault." Ariel said before she too collapse. With the little bit of energy that he had left, Zayne managed to get up and started limping away.

"I'm leaving. I don't know if I'll be back, but I seriously doubt it."

"You can't, not over this. What about you're mom?"

"You take care of her, you'll be better help than I was." With that, Zayne kept limp away until he managed to get out of town and collapsed again, his shadow retaining enough of his energy to cover as he recovered.


"You've got nothing to blame yourself for, you couldn't control yourself and went berserk." Ariel said. "I'm just sad that you chose to walk the path of a villain like your father."

"At this point I have no choice. No one can redeem me for my sins and I'm not looking for anyone who can. Plus I've managed to stay under the radar so far, I must be doing something right." Zayne laughed meekly. "You know it's been nice catching up and all but I really have to get what I came here for."

"You mean this?" Ariel moved aside to show the Sonsite gem incased in an orb of light. She moved the orb forward and held it in front of Zayne, then the orb dissipated and Zayne caught the gem. "As a warning, that gem has a very dark presence inside it."

"You think I haven't done my research. When my father told me about this thing, he said it had to merge with user. Obviously I'm just going to merge with something without knowing about it. Right now I need this gem though, I've reached the point where I need a trick up my sleeve in order to survive."

"Well if you're that desperate I wont stop you."

"It's not being desperate, it's being smart. Of course this could go horribly wrong and I could die, but what's life without risk." Without any further discussion, Zayne put the gem up to his chest and it started glowing. With an agonizing scream of pain, Zayne winced as the gem merge into his chest. After the gem set, a light emanated from it and Zayne was incased in a dark sphere.

Zayne was transported inside the gem where he was confronted by a dark spirit that seemed to be emanating a great power. "I am the spirit that was trapped inside the Sonsite, you may call me Wizel. Do you believe you are strong enough to tame me and claim my power."

"Actually, no. That's why I'm here in the first place. I need to be able to fight even when I'm weakened. If I die while I'm out there, that leaves the girl outside without anyone to protect her. I already failed at that once and I will not be willing to put her in danger again."

"You are different from the rest of your bloodline. Normally they would take me by force and were never able to channel my full power. Since you are the first Riddle to ask for my power instead of take it, I shall give you the full abilities of the Sonsite gem."

Zayne woke up inside the dark sphere just as it was opening, his form now changed to represent what he would look like when he used the gem's power.

"Well I guess it worked. You're alive and look very different." She pointed to a mirror and Zayne stepped up to it to see his new form.

"I guess this is the full power the spirit was talking about. I do definitely feel stronger, but how do I shut it off?"

"Simply concentrate hard enough and the power shall return to the gem that will reappear in your chest."

"I guess this is one of those, 'you're in my head now' deal." Zayne said to Wizel. Ariel looked at him in confusion but he simply shrugged it off. He focused and the dark form dissipated and streamed back into the gem that now stuck out of Zayne's chest.

"Yes, we can now communicate in your mind so you don't have to speak aloud to talk to me. You have not only my years of knowledge at your disposal, but also I can now act as a guardian for your mind."

"Well that's helpful, more than I was asking for but I appreciate it." Zayne turned and walked towards Ariel. Before she could say anything, he leaned in a kissed her. After a while he backed up with a saddened look on his face. "I appreciate everything you've done to help me, especially when you didn't have to do any of this."

"What do you mean, I didn't do anything."

"You did, you kept this place for falling into shambles even more and you protected the Sonsite gem. But although I think I already know the answer, what happened to my mother."

Ariel shook her head and the answer was clear to Zayne. "She died during that day, along with your father. Rubble fell on them and I'm guessing they were kill instantly."

Zayne was silent for a moment and then looked up, holding back his tears. "Guess I had that coming. Now I have to go, I don't know how long my ride is going to stay where it is."

"Do you really have to leave, why can't you just stay with me?"

"I would love to but I can't put you in danger anymore. Plus I'm getting better at controlling my powers, even managed to make a sentient shadow that protects me."

"I understand, I guess you've made up your mind about this." she said, tears started to fall from her eyes.

"Don't cry, I'm doing this so that I can come back and protect you forever. Now let's get out of this town, there are two many bad memories."

Zayne and Ariel left the hidden room and walked to the outskirts of the town. Both of them formed construct wings and flew into the air. They embraced one last time before they parted.

"I want you to find a nice place to settle down, instead of this place. It's not suited for sustaining life anymore. I can't get stronger if I'm worried about buildings falling on you in a place like this."

"Alright, there's a city a couple miles from here, that's where I get my supplies. I can find a place to stay there if that makes you feel better."

Zayne nodded and he and Ariel parted ways. He started flying at max speed back towards Colorado to see if he could catch up to the Jupiter and he never looked back at the town he was forced to leave behind once again and the girl whose fate was intertwined with his.
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Postby Kractero » Sun Apr 17, 2016 7:01 am

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Kractero wrote:"Don't think I'm a fey," Zalae replied, getting up with her and pressing a button on the counter, expanding it into a dishwasher. "I could just be regular with a wiped memory. But that's also not the case, since I have some more refined traits."

"What sort of traits? If you don't mind me asking..." Iscalis adds hurriedly, unsure what would offend Zalae.

"Enhanced senses, tracking abilities," he starts. "I can survive things that regular humans cannot, like poison or lethal liquids..."
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Postby Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena » Sun Apr 17, 2016 9:32 am

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Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena wrote:"What sort of traits? If you don't mind me asking..." Iscalis adds hurriedly, unsure what would offend Zalae.

"Enhanced senses, tracking abilities," he starts. "I can survive things that regular humans cannot, like poison or lethal liquids..."

"Those all sound more useful than mine... I get the poisons and venoms of whatever I shift into, but I don't get the immunities..." Iscalis hovers near him, uncertain what she can do to help with cleaning. "Dreamwalking's useless unless I want to try and give someone nightmares... And it makes me get confused about if I'm dreaming or not..."
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Sun Apr 17, 2016 9:52 am

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Unified Free Lands wrote:Sinead tsked, laughing darkly. She just stared at Jen, communicating her message telepathically: You have no idea what I'm talking about? Tell that to the families of the people that you killed. You don't think they had people who cared about them? No, there definitely were. Mothers, fathers, siblings, partners, friends... Do you know how many people you hurt that day? Murderer...


"Don't...don't talk to me about that incident!" Jen cries out in anger "You have no right to understand what happened that day Sinead, The things I did that day were the actions a younger me, a less mature me. who was going through some rough times. I didn't want to hurt them, I just needed to release my anger in some way. It was bound to occur one way or another. Of course it was unfortunate, but if it saved me from doing even worse things then so be it. I swear, if you ever try to tell any of my friends about that you will regret the day that you decided to peer into my memories Sinead.'

"Oh yeah? Maybe you should give me what I want," Sinead said, folding her arms. "You can't hurt me, but if you annoy me too much, I might just tell everyone you know... Not just tell them, show them. You're messing with the wrong person."
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Arstotzkas wrote:
"Don't...don't talk to me about that incident!" Jen cries out in anger "You have no right to understand what happened that day Sinead, The things I did that day were the actions a younger me, a less mature me. who was going through some rough times. I didn't want to hurt them, I just needed to release my anger in some way. It was bound to occur one way or another. Of course it was unfortunate, but if it saved me from doing even worse things then so be it. I swear, if you ever try to tell any of my friends about that you will regret the day that you decided to peer into my memories Sinead.'

"Oh yeah? Maybe you should give me what I want," Sinead said, folding her arms. "You can't hurt me, but if you annoy me too much, I might just tell everyone you know... Not just tell them, show them. You're messing with the wrong person."


"First of all, I have absolutely no idea what you want." Jen cooly replies, not relenting an inch "Second of all, if you've seen my memories you know the things I'm capable of. You've seen the things I've done when I've gotten angry. . So therefore, revealing my memories would not be a wise choice on your part. Blackmail isn't exactly something that makes me happy."
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Postby Doughertania » Sun Apr 17, 2016 10:14 am

Unified Free Lands wrote:Justice

The fact that it had been raining hard that day seemed to be fitting for what happened. Justice found herself surrounded by four others, all of them confronting her and vying for her love, even though she refused to choose one.

"I was with you longer than any of them!" said the first guy, a college student at Washington. "We have chemistry, Justice!"

"No, that's impossible. He can't have more chemistry than us, he's not Guatemalan. I'm Guatemalan, you are too, we should be together," said the second one, the boy who did most of her homework for her.

"That's all fine and dandy," replied the third and oldest man. "But what Justice needs is someone who can take care of her. One of you is a college student, one of you is a high schooler, and the other is a barrista and writer. How do any of you expect to support a family? Justice, I have enough money through my investments to care for both of us... I'm not the man that you deserve, but I'm the one that you need."

"No, no, no!" cried the woman of the group, running a hand through her multicolored hair before making her case. "These are all boys! They don't understand you like I do, Justice! And can any of them please you like a girl can? You know that the answer is no. I know my job doesn't pay like his, but maybe we can live simpler and elope to California instead of staying here."

"Everyone shut up!" snapped Justice, tears in her eyes. "I love all of you equally, okay? You guys are like my own four temperament ensemble... I can't just pick one of you. Why can't you share?"

The group devolved into arguing against each other and nobody noticed when Justice left and stepped outside into the rain, crying her eyes out as her group of lovers was set on course to destroy itself.



Justice blinked back a couple of tears when she remembered that day. The day her new family basically forced her to leave in a way that somehow hurt much more than what her parents had done to her. "Patrick... I want to know what you think of me. Don't hold anything back."

She paused, before continuing. "I want to know if you really care about me or... If you're like the others in my life. If you only really hang around me because I'm attractive, without caring about what I want."

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Seeing her crying, Pat squeezed a little tighter, slowly trying to take the emotional pain away. "I-I find you to be a fair mistress. Y-you have never been cruel, and you have p-provided me with many o-opportunities to feed off auras. B-but you have had me do little aside from complete your s-schooling. U-unlike my previous masters, I am not h-helping you improve either yourself or the w-world around you, which leaves me feeling u-underused." With Lady Amara, he had helped her learn what magic he could teach while aiding in her quest to gather magical artifacts. Even Mistress Venus had him assist in improving her physical skills and aura control.

When she asked if he cared about her, he nodded. "I-I care about you Mistress. Y-you are a capable superior with great p-potential to make change in this world. I-I still believe you can do this, i-if you choose to."
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Sun Apr 17, 2016 6:36 pm

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Unified Free Lands wrote:"Oh yeah? Maybe you should give me what I want," Sinead said, folding her arms. "You can't hurt me, but if you annoy me too much, I might just tell everyone you know... Not just tell them, show them. You're messing with the wrong person."


"First of all, I have absolutely no idea what you want." Jen cooly replies, not relenting an inch "Second of all, if you've seen my memories you know the things I'm capable of. You've seen the things I've done when I've gotten angry. . So therefore, revealing my memories would not be a wise choice on your part. Blackmail isn't exactly something that makes me happy."

"Whatever, it's not like you don't also know what I can do. You saw what I did to those trees, right?" asked Sinead, rolling her eyes and shrugging exaggeratedly. "You have no idea who I really am or what I've been through, and nothing that you can do to me can be worse than what someone else has already done. And you say you don't know what I want... Well, I want you to come find me at midnight tonight. If you don't show up, you either won't wake up in the morning or you'll find that your secret isn't a secret anymore, depending on my mood. Understood?"
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Postby Arstotzkas » Sun Apr 17, 2016 7:08 pm

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Arstotzkas wrote:
"First of all, I have absolutely no idea what you want." Jen cooly replies, not relenting an inch "Second of all, if you've seen my memories you know the things I'm capable of. You've seen the things I've done when I've gotten angry. . So therefore, revealing my memories would not be a wise choice on your part. Blackmail isn't exactly something that makes me happy."

"Whatever, it's not like you don't also know what I can do. You saw what I did to those trees, right?" asked Sinead, rolling her eyes and shrugging exaggeratedly. "You have no idea who I really am or what I've been through, and nothing that you can do to me can be worse than what someone else has already done. And you say you don't know what I want... Well, I want you to come find me at midnight tonight. If you don't show up, you either won't wake up in the morning or you'll find that your secret isn't a secret anymore, depending on my mood. Understood?"


Jen just kinda sighs, saying in reply " I mean, I don't want to fight you Sinead. I rather like you actually. You seem like you could actually be a pretty good friend, to be honest. But there are some things that have to remain buried, there are too many skeletons in my closet to let go. I wouldn't be surprised if there's some things from your past you wouldn't want revealed either. You know. I feel like you're either going to kiss me.or murder me if I come to your room later. Well, I guess I don't really have a choice, given you blackmailing me and all. I suppose I'll see you soon."

With that, she walks away and goes to sit by Tobias.
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