Aeyra

At least this means I'm not going crazy and hallucinating...

She was? Personally I'm really confused about her. I thought you said she died, and then she was alive. But then she was back in the Org even though she was known as a traitor, and I thought I had Krev kill her. Can you explain for me? I don't feel like digging through 40 pages of stuff.

:is confused: When did Shannon join us? The ones who escaped the Org. were you, Chelsea, Misaki, Nero, Brise, Krev, Chaos and me.

Sorry Chelsea!!!! I didn't want to do make you do something that you didn't think was in character... So usually I try to focus on me and Nero and Chaos and Laela because we're still developing their characters...

*********** Krev snickered as he was on watch, observing Nero. Why snickering? Because Nero had done the unthinkable, the impossible, the overrated. He had fallen asleep. Kind of like Chaos, a lot was washed away from his face as he fell asleep, but it was kind of funny. Nero looked older as he slept, calm, like he had seen the evils of the world and were handling them find, seemingly the opposite of his usual jumpy self. Krev sighed. It seemed you could see how a person really was when asleep. Nero could try to hide it all he liked, but he couldn't fool Krev. Nero had always been strangely mature, acting like an older brother to Chaos instead of the younger brother he probably should have been. He had taken just about sole responsibility taking care of Chaos in the days after Laela's tragic death, the details of which Krev hadn't known for sure till now. It had always seemed strange how Mark disappeared the day after Laela died... Nero was the only person who could talk to Chaos without risking the chance of serious injury, was the only one Chaos truly talked to, and was the one who Chaos leaned on if he needed help. Nero carried a lot on his shoulders. But the way he acted it would be almost impossible to detect. Krev shifted his gaze a foot away to find Chaos, frowning, but not sobbing, which was definitely a good thing, looking vulnerable as a child as he slept. Chaos was Nero's opposite. He hid his weakness in intimidation. Nero ashrouded his strengths with cheerfulness. Strange, unlikely, but fitting friends. ********* You know what? I was going to type more, but I fear Ill fall asleep doing so. Good night all...

I will once I get to bed. :V

OTL

Really? Somehow you managed to accidentally drop a chloroform-soaked rag onto my face, and then a gun happened to be in your hand and your finger slipped just as it was aimed at my head. Right....

Who was the one who shot me in the head? *rolls eyes*

We could do it again.... We'll just have a different person trying to murder us and ending up chasing us into the hands of a massive, dangerous Organization after a happy trip to NJ which was supposed to be just us frolicking in the streets. *cough* Moho.

@Tsukiko- Post it if you want, but it kind of clashed with the rest of the story. It doesn't really fit with what we have now.

I thought it was shinigami. That's how it's spelled in Death Note.

I type slower on the itouch but it feels deeper... Like I can't concentrate with a computer.

I've obviously been reading too much of the Draco Trilogy... About 350 pages a night... Draco and Harry seem to have that kind of relationship (and it's not a Drarry fic! It's HarMione, but I swear it's an amazing story nonetheless)... And I unconsciously inserted it. And about the iTouch thing... My best writing comes from when I'm typing on my iTouch while lying on the bed. I can't multi-task or start playing games as easily as with a computer so I get through it easier. :3 Spend enough time typing and you'll never miss a key. It'll just be instinct. XD @Pyre- Nice!

Nice! I'll write Chaos's introduction. Though it has the chance of getting messy. @KKLT- I write on my iTouch too! Right now actually. ^^ ************ "Your turn, Chaos," called Krev, giving the limelight to him. Krev's introduction had been quite short... Just his name, and his age- 16, same as Chaos. Nero and Brise were a year younger. "This is stupid," muttered Chaos, looking away darkly, looking monstrous with his death glare and snarl. Nero looked at him in dismay- he had noticed his friend flinching when Mark's name was mentioned, and had already harbored previous suspicion. He connected two and two, deciding it would be wise to keep Chaos from talking before he either exploded and strangled everybody or simply exploded and had to have Nero pick up the pieces. "He doesn't want to do it," said Nero, giving Aeyra a warning gaze. The girl nodded softly, knowing she couldn't let Chaos see her pity... She'd have to tell the others as soon as possible though. Chaos was a hard person to understand, and if you didn't, life was a thousand times harder with him around. "Why not?" protested LIA, having thought that Chaos's dark aura was related to nervousness. "It'll be fun!" "This isn't fun!" shouted Chaos, snapping. Nero quickly moved to restrain his friend's arms, holding him back as Chaos's eyes flared like blue fire. "What's with all of you? Treating this like it's some game! You don't get it. This isn't a game, if you lose this battle, you hand over your lives to the winner. You don't know how hard the battle is, you couldn't possibly understand how much it hurts! So why can't all of you just shut up?!" Everybody was frozen, except for Nero, who was dragging Chaos to a secluded corner of the spacious van. "Chaos, let me tell them. You can't expect them to figure out why you got so upset by themselves, can you?" "But I don't want to hear a word about her... I don't want to hear a word about him either." "I could knock you out," suggested Nero helpfully, raising a fist. "You look like you need a lie-down anyway." "Please," replied Chaos. He vaguely felt something crash onto his head, having him drift off into darkness... "Oh my god, Nero!" exclaimed Aeyra, staring at Chaos's slumping form. "What the heck did you just do?" "He said he didn't want me to tell everyone about Laela and Mark unless he was knocked out. He didn't want to hear it. Knocking him out will do him good. He's been having nightmares and I think a good punch lessens the chance of that, seeing he's not really sleeping." "Who's Laela?" asked Pyre curiously. "And what does this have to do with Mark?" Nero cleared his throat. "There used to be a girl in our group named Laela, she was about Chaos's age. They used to be arch nemisises, but then they fell in love with each other after Chaos saved her life. I can't even describe how happy he looked then- it was magical to look at really, two people that fit so perfectly together that it was like they were two adjoining pieces of a puzzle. And then," Nero's wistful voice became flat. "There was the mission." There was an eerie hush- it wasn't too difficult for anyone to guess what happened to Laela. "Laela was killed. But she wasn't killed by the enemy- I believe she was killed by Mark, our leader at the time, for being a traitor. I'm pretty sure Chaos witnessed it, and he- he kind of wants to kill Mark for her. You would understand if you saw him," added Nero hastily, defending the unconscious Chaos. "It was so heartbreaking, seeing him there in the heavy rain, sobbing into her hair, holding her body as if he would die if he loosened his grip. He wouldn't eat anything for a week, he didn't talk, he did almost nothing." "I see now," murmured LIA, frowning. "I'm going to apologize once he wakes up." "Don't," warned Nero. "Pity only makes him angrier. Chaos is like a sleeping dragon- harmless unless you poke it. And pity is the equivalent of poking. Same goes for any mention of Laela or Mark. Unless he's in a good mood, or if he's talking to me. Any questions?"

Wouldn't it be harder to gain our trust? I doubt that any person who says they were sent by Mark can be trusted at the snap of a finger. I'll write and fix that little bit. ******************************** Chaos narrowed his eyes at the mention of the name. Mark? He was on their side? His shoulders tensed, and his fists clenched, drawing curious gazes from the group. Nero noticed quickly, and tried to draw the attention away from his friend. "How do we know we can trust you? For all we know, you're just another member of the Organization, sent under the false pretense that this 'Mark' sent you." Nero eyed them fiercely, looking like a fox examining it's prey. "Mark said to give this to the girl called Jean," said Grace, pulling out a slip of paper. "He said it'd prove everything." Pyre took it, read it over, and sighed. "Yeah, they're trustworthy. But right now we're just trying to escape- even with two new additions- scratch that, make it six- we wouldn't be able to do anything but flee. Do you have any plans?" "Mark said to have us direct you to the FBI," said William. "And we will."

Please! I wanna read some... (I don't wanna write...)

Neat! My best friend just went to London! ^^ But she went for Wimbledon... Personally I don't have much interest in Europe (i usually have no interest in vacation until I get there) but this has sparked some!

Nice! ^^

Don't worry. I bet Nero, Chaos, Krev, or Brise will slip up some time. Then you'll get to type them.

Guess I should have paid more attention.... Edited. I was too used to typing to the names.