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Postby BaalsBaby » 03/10/2008 2:04 AM

This Nazuna was a somewhat of a youth, chewing on his pen every so often, short black hair with white streaks draping over his face like a monotone curtain over the eyes. He still had the hardened features of the man he was but still retained the look of innocence, untouched by the true cruelty of the world. As if nothing could harm him. As if the events of the future would never happen.

He sighed but he knew he was happy, happier than any of the days he'd spent in the castle so long ago, under that dreadful monster of a man. This work distracted him from all that, gave him a purpose. The psychic looked up just as the door hissed and spun into intricate little segments before sinking into the floor, opening to reveal Nano, his younger blood brother, stepping in. A young boy trailed after, one he had come to love and care for just as a father would a son. The little one had a radiant crown of tangerine for hair, haphazardly poking into the air as if it were brushed messily and left there. He was wearing the uniform especially designed for this facility, a white coat that trailed down to the knees, trimmed in black with obsidian symbols at the hems, black gloves, high black boots. The boy held onto the hem of Nano's coat, inverted in coloration, who smiled up at Nazuna, feminine figure outlined in the light.

"Another lesson today, Nazuna,"his brother simply said, and he could see the love shining behind those eyes, his own betraying no such feelings in return. While he too did love his brother back, Nazuna was less public about it, it got in the way of things, whereas Nano displayed his feelings and adoration openly.

He nodded simply and stood, the young boy's beautiful violet eyes watching his mentor uncurl from his desk like a cat. Nano gave him a little push and the boy unlatched from the coat, stepping forward.

"Come then Gallas."Like a father, Nazuna outstretched a hand from the billowing folds of his cloak, which the boy, Gallas, took with a warm smile. Nano, now behind the two, took up a seat on the couch and stretched out, exhausted from the day's work as well, hugging a pillow to his head and seemingly passing out as they left the room.

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Postby BaalsBaby » 03/10/2008 2:07 AM

He led them out onto the walkway and from there he could have gazed down for about a mile. The facility itself was like an immense hollow tube, deep underground, hiding them safely from the world above. Gallas moved to the edge of the safety railing and peered down at the dark abyss of the bottom floors and then at the other rooms all around. From here, one could see that this place was nothing but floors upon floors, rooms dotting all along the circular insides of the place in measured increments and going down about a mile or so. Up at the top of the immense shaft of the building was a bright light, as they were on a level nearest the top, a large ceiling light that served to illuminate almost the entire facility, a shining eye that provided the unseen sunlight for this place. There were only five circular elevators that provided transportation for the different levels of the facility, and did not run on wires or cables. Instead, they were blocked off to the younger members unless supervised, as the more experienced psychics could operate it at will with their mind instead. Each floor was marked on the outer railings with bold, black numbers and hovering right in the middle of the facility, suspended in the air without any support or aid was a large sphere.

This sphere served as an all-around clock in which anyone, despite their position in the building, could look up (or down) and see the time. It was irregular in the fact that it did not have numbers. Instead, the markings on it started at the top of the inner face and grew larger all the way around until in ended up back at the top, and the clock itself rotated so that a different marking showed at the top every time. It was also glowing brightly, indicating that it was daylight above. As the day would grow darker, so too would it lose some of it's luster.

This facility, the facility of the EUROS, was Nazuna and Nano's greatest work together and had taken much effort in it's fabrication.

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Postby BaalsBaby » 03/20/2008 12:20 AM

"We're.... going outside again?"the boy asked hopefully, hands clutching the railing as he looked back at his mentor.

"Yes...We're going outside,"Nazuna smiled, a rare action he found himself doing whenever he was in the company of this child. Gallas reminded him of himself when he was young in some ways...always eager, watchful, always learning. Those bright eyes shined up at him as he retook the hand again, concentrating on where it was they needed to go.... Away....away...into the vast spaces between the things of the world...slipping through the physical...

They landed on soft grass and immediately Gallas let his hand go to look around some. A blue sky filled his vision, a soft wind whispering through the trees, through this meadow, green and lush. Flowers grew everywhere, he found he'd landed on some wild Goldenrod. There was a lake nearby as well, it's surface rippling and imitating the sky. Gallas, just ahead of him, breathed in and gave a great sigh, appreciating this little adventure outside of the facility.

He was a special case, as Nazuna never taught a student personally. That was always Nano's and the other older psychics' jobs. But this one had sparked something within him, and so he'd offered to take him as an apprentice. That day he'd found Gallas, wandering alone and broken...

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Postby BaalsBaby » 03/20/2008 12:24 AM

Something had happened, leaving the boy all on his own. His father had been found dead a few miles away, the mother unaccounted for. Gallas had walked slowly away from that place, aiming nowhere in particular, following wherever his feet had taken him. The boy was special, born with the power's of a psychic and, like every one who attained this inborn ability, suffered the slow caving of the mind. It was a result of the power that coursed within the brain, causing the person's mind to slowly wither, deflate, and eventually die, often causing random flarings of a headache so crippling it could leave one stunned and paralyzed for days. That was when Nazuna had found the boy, during one of these terrible outbreaks. The boy had been lying on his side in the tall grass beside a dirt road, out in the middle of nowhere as Nazuna was walking for the next village. He'd heard muffled screaming, crying, and had found the boy death gripping his head and curling up into a tight ball, hair matted, clothes dirtied and well-worn. The ground beneath him had absorbed both the boy's tears and blood.

Had Nazuna not found him, the boy would have died right then and there, so powerful was this particular 'attack' of the mind. It was often that this disorder killed a psychic in their early years.

Without hesitation, Nazuna had stepped up towards the broken child, still curling and crying and had offered up to help...

"Pledge your soul to me child...and your pain will be gone...for as long as you live..."

It had only been a partial life that Nazuna could offer, but the child, though rendered unable to speak, spoke with his dying mind, willing himself with weakened effort.

"Yes...yes...Take this pain away.... Please...sir.... Take it away..."he had said.

With that, he wasted no time. Plucking the boy up gently into his arms, he raised one hand above the boy's forehead and closed his fingers over his palm, as if clutching something. He pulled his hand away tightly, moving it to his own chest and gasped raggedly, for now he would bear the pain of this attack and be done with it. Having suffered these far longer than the child, it stunned him only for a moment or two, locking his legs and causing his breath to come out hoarsely for several seconds as Gallas grew still and quiet in his arms. He'd passed out, but the deed had been done. Gallas now only lived for Nazuna's command and was in a sense 'dead', for his body no longer held a true soul...But Gallas, no matter what had never hated Nazuna and was always grateful for what his newfound 'father' and mentor had done...

The black-haired psychic shook his head and returned to the meadow, watching Gallas approach again.

"Forgive me for running off, master. I just...I"

"It's alright Gallas. We haven't been out here in awhile, hmm?"That was one thing he was proud of himself and helped with running the facility. Infinite patience with younger ones. Nazuna simply smiled and patted the boy's head. It was time for Gallas to learn how to control his powers.

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Postby BaalsBaby » 03/25/2008 7:56 PM

"Ah...yes."The boy shyly nodded and sat down upon the grass, ready for the lesson.  Nazuna followed suit, his coat billowing out like fallen angel wings onto the ground, crossing his legs and looking up at the lazy, childish shapes of clouds drifting across the sky. His student followed his eyes upwards and leaned back on his arms for support.

"The air, the sky, the earth...that is what we are..."the elder figure began. "In essence, we are exactly everything around us. And they are us. We have all come from the same source at the beginning, and thus, we hold a deep connection to everything..."He leaned back on his arms now, enjoying the breeze. "As psychics, we have been given the ability to strengthen that connection with everything else, whether it be rocks, trees, the air, or even somebody else. Today, you will learn how to meld with something else and thus control it just as if it were another part of yourself."

Gallas looked down at his boot, and wiggled his toes within. "Just like moving my toes?"he asked, absorbing every word.

"Exactly, just like that. However, as you know, this is not done physically, not with muscles but rather willpower and the deeper, inner parts of your spirit. The mind is a powerful thing, Gallas, and can be used to manipulate other aspects of this world if you will it enough. You will be able to focus that will so that it will help you..."With this, the man's own violet eyes rested upon a rock, which, much to Gallas's surprise, jittered into the air and sent itself skipping across the surface of the lake in rhythmic patterns. The boy flushed with excitement, eager to try what his master had done.

"How...?"he simply said, watching the stone plunk into the water, sending circular ripples across the surface.

Nazuna pursed his lips in thought. "For you, young Gallas, the idea of rotation must come to mind. Rotation is the easiest way to manipulate something at your age, and can oftentimes be the most effective..."

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Postby BaalsBaby » 03/25/2008 7:57 PM

"Rotation? I'm afraid I don't understand, master Nazuna,"the boy blinked, looking to his tutor.

"You understand how a knife cuts, yes?"

"I think so? You simply force it down with your hand and drive it through something..."

Nazuna smiled. "Ah...yes, but that does not always work well when pushed straight down. The idea of a knife is the slant and the 'wedge', how it splits through something to make it easier for you to cut. In a sense, you will be using a wedge to manipulate your way to becoming something else,"he said, now focusing on the water. "There are invisible barriers that oftentimes block you from 'merging' with something else, which is why most people cannot figure out how to manipulate something with their mind as we do. It is a barrier to keep us all from meshing together and becoming one whole thing, it gives us our identity and uniqueness. However, you will learn that you can bypass this barrier with some effort by 'wedging' your mind around and through that barrier."Pushing himself up, Nazuna shrugged himself off and moved to stand just at the edge of the lake.

"The simplest way,"he continued, "...is to remind yourself that everything is a circle. Night...day...earth...life...Use their own rotation to bypass the barriers of something and control what needs to be controlled..."One hand outstretched, Nazuna used one finger to point at the water just a few inches from his feet. The finger began to twirl and with it, a small portion of the water began to slowly rise, spiraling slowly upwards like a string until it rested in a tumbling blob in the air before his finger. Nazuna looked back at an awed Gallas. "As a EURO, Gallas, you will be required to harness this power in order to fight as well as aid. There are people who would wish to kill people like us, and thus you must learn to control these powers to both help your fellow comrades as well as harm your enemies. Your emotions also play a great part in what you do with your powers..."His eyes, followed by Gallas's, flitted to a nearby tree, it's branches swaying in the breeze. "Focus that emotion into the extended part of yourself, for example the water I control, and it will react to whatever you are feeling.... Thinking..."

The black-cloaked figure moved to the tree now, standing a few feet away, raising the twirling finger towards it, the water following obediently. Had Gallas not been behind his tutor, he would have noticed how Nazuna's eyes grew cold, piercing, emotionless as he spun his finger faster, faster. The water flattened out into a thin disk, spinning,.  With a sudden, sharp sideways flick of the wrist, the disk of water lashed out at the tree, sawing into it as if made of steel, slashing upwards and around once. Gallas winced from the harsh cracking of the tree as it careened sideways, cart wheeled a couple of times and landed halfway into the lake with a splash. It was as if some invisible giant had shoved the whole top half of the tree over with tremendous force.

"Do you see...?"

The boy nodded, closing his opened mouth and swallowing once.

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Postby BaalsBaby » 03/27/2008 12:27 AM

"But do not worry yourself over something like this yet...For now we'll just practice on something smaller, just learning to actually 'move' something will suffice for today."He knew the boy had amazing potential, which was likely another reason that he'd chosen this one for an apprentice. Only, the boy just had to keep it under control, that would be the hard part...

Excited once again, the boy hopped up and looked around for something to test his own powers on. A rock maybe? Or perhaps a stick? No! An animal! He wanted to see something adorable dance to his will. Such was the thinking of a child, and Nazuna could hear his little mind loud and clear. Dashing ahead, Gallas saw a little bird take wing from the tall grass, fluttering up into the sky. He had act quick and think! Focus!

Around...the world was round. Ever rotating. Just like the little bird, who fluttered upon the earth that spun slowly. It too was rotating...Around...get through...

Nazuna watched as the boy's heart beat to the bird's now. Contact had been made and the boy's heart swelled with joy, how easy it was. The boy could feel the bird as an extension of his own body, like a finger to be curled Gallas twirled his arms high up in the air, circling them just as the bird changed it's course and  flew in large circles in the air ahead of him, the boy was just so excited to actually try this for the first time on his own. The sound of the child's laughter flitted high up on the wind...A cloud passed before the sun, blotting out it's direct light...


Something had went wrong. Feathers...Red...The boy looked up, immediately sensing something amiss.

The bird was spinning out of control in the sky above, twisting. There were little, audible snapping sounds and a few hesitant squeaks before the bird shot up into the air then plummeted down into the tall grass ahead. A light thump as it hit the earth and disappeared, no more sounds. Even the wind felt as if it had died as well. It had all happened so fast.

Nazuna watched placidly as the boy raced ahead towards the patch of grass that now hid the poor animal. Gallas sank to his knees just then, scooping up the lifeless patch of feathers and red ooze as tears began to well up within the child's eyes. Death...failure...brutality. He hugged the thing to his chest.

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Postby BaalsBaby » 03/27/2008 12:27 AM

"I-I-I'm s-sorry..."he whispered to it, letting loose a wild sob that wracked his whole body. After a few moments, he turned his red, watering eyes up at Nazuna. Pleading. Wishing. Broken. "W-Why Nazuna...? Why....... ?"He just couldn't fathom it. Why did it have to happen to this? Why did life leave so quickly? Why...had it been his fault..? There was a piece of the child's innocence that had left him that day, streaming down in the tears that fell across his cheeks in fat droplets.

Nazuna just couldn't have said anything then. Nothing in the world could take away that hurt in the boy's heart. Let it brew and it would become a force someday that could perhaps protect the boy later on in his life. That was his thought. And so he let him be, watching as the world fluctuated around him without the boy even noticing what he was doing...Yes, he was one of the most powerful...A 'time wizard' they called them, those who could bend even the nature of time and matter to their will at great expense. This emotion that flowed freely from the boy told him that now, which explained how he'd found Gallas nearly dying upon the roadside...

He had never truly been the same after that. Sure the child smiled and laughed and delighted, but there was a more reserved quality about him now that Nazuna saw, a dullness in those beautiful, violet eyes.

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Postby BaalsBaby » 04/29/2008 12:15 AM

It was strange now...The disembodied spirit watching this was beginning to fade and flutter in and out of this dreamy consciousness. He felt himself there in the other's shoes and yet the world was slowly fading away, out of reach. He was rather hoping he'd not return to wherever it was he was supposed to go, though he couldn't quite remember why it was so. Only, he knew something bad had happened...Everything was careening around in a multi-colored mess around him now...swirling...swirling...

Things were all too bright at once and burned into his brain with the razor fingers of the sun. There was intense heat. What happened? Where was he? There was something prodding him in the leg, a soft touch, and a black shape with arms stood fragile before him. A boy? Gallas?

No...

As all the shapes and colors grew in intensity and sharpened their edges, he could see this boy was dark-skinned and baked finely from the sun and his legs were like long toothpicks of a stork. Bright, brass coin eyes met cool and indifferent ones.

"Kali...? Kali...? the boy said in an innocent accent. He was bent over, prodding Nazuna's leg with a bony finger, his other arm wrapped protectively around a dusty sack of some sort of bread. While Nazuna didn't understand what was being said, he could instantly read that the boy was checking if he were alive. Maybe he wasn't alive...? A sharp pain in his gut let him know that this assumption was not credible at all. Wincing slightly, he realized he was slumped up against the same dirt wall in the same alley and that the sun was now much lower, casting the sky in a vibrant lavender that challenged the red sand of the desert.

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Postby BaalsBaby » 04/29/2008 12:31 AM

Without much regard to the boy, the psychic drew one hand to where the pain flowered from his stomach (he then noticed that the inner buttons to his shirt were undone) and drew it away covered in a small patch of dark crimson on his palm. The hand turned this way and that before he sloped over to survey the thin, intricate line slashed across his belly. The boy too noticed it and blinked, wondering what had happened in childish concern. "A'akal kese...?"He was left without a reply again.

When it seemed something across the road drew the child's attention, Nazuna's witness pursed his cracked lips and rummaged a hand around in the sack before producing a suitable choice of crusted morsel which he gingerly balanced on Nazuna's other limp arm before dashing off. The man's emotionless eyes fell upon the lightweight gift that teetered from the wind there on his skin before it plunked decidedly onto the red alley dirt. While he had a rein on his urge to panic and wonder what exactly had happened, the psychic kept still for he could feel the wound, while small, drew down deep into the muscles and throbbed with aching contempt. There were darker red stains in the sand around him, crusted in the folds of the cloak beneath him. He vaguely had the urge to cleanse himself in a hot bath, felt as if something foul and chitinous, with many legs, had slimed over his very soul and had left behind a vile, pungent trail upon his existence.

Einsor... That red, violent eye...the memory of it snapped him back to the last moment of consciousness. Now he had allowed himself a little room to internally panic as the images roiled and splashed in a raging torrent within his mind. He was not in some forsaken contraption, not fused with some other stinking organism, wasn't missing any vital organs.... Was he? Why was he alone and fairly unscathed? There was not even a hint of hope that Einsor had merely left him just out of disinterest.

He apathetically watched the round roll of bread canter away in the greedy winds, carrying it farther into the growing dimness. The streets were clearing but he didn't notice. He wouldn't be able to find out what had happened until the matter's full purpose flourished and the harm had already come to swallow him up with jagged maws. All he could hope for was that whatever had been done would not others, comrades, innocents...The lone figure drew his cloak up around his shoulders and leaned his head to the side as the dust speckled his cheeks.

Nazuna, Vice of the Mind, closed his eyes and slept without dreams. In the morning the next day, the alley was empty...He had gone.

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