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1

Slotting his key inside the keyhole, turning it clockwise to hear a slight click before entering, Karoi continues to his room, locking the door behind him. The house was as silent as the night. But, this didn’t bother him. His footsteps seemed loud and echoed as he ran up the steps, holding onto the railing, atlast reaching the second floor, his room door to his right. Turning the doorkob, Karoi enters, the room just as quiet as the rest of the house.

Sitting down on his chair now, he boots up his computer. The first sound not made by him, the rather loud booting of his PC, the sound of it starting up filling the room. He did nothing but sigh and wait for it to boot. crossing his legs and resting his face to his fist. “Been waiting for this all day.”

2

I used to believe that I was nothing more then yet another insignificant speck of dust wandering aimlessly across the world, suffering the conditions forced upon us. Covering my ears, I could still hear all the death, the outcry, the pain, the suffering. Nothing seemed able or willing to stop it. Then I realized that I was being a fool… Every human has a choice, any human can break free of the conditions, it was only the few who chose to struggle against them. I would be one of those few. One of the chosen. I would stop being human, to support a human cause.

Will stood on the crowning peak of a massive sky scraper, one of many that overlooked the city of Tokyo. Below him, panning out into the distance, was the massive city, a center for commercial technology. It was a beautiful sight, like a thousand stars below, leaving the sky blank, almost as though the world had been tipped upside down. Nearby, he could hear the soft sleep of his partner, Fiz. An innocent name matching an innocent individual. Will breathed in deeply sighing out a crisp breath. A gust caught his the large, over-sized trench coat and made it waver in the wind like a flag. He smiled.

“It’s time to change the world,” he said quietly. He silently turned away from the lights of the city, letting them capture all his emotion before he descended into the streets below. The streets full of criminals, both known and unknown. The streets that were not so far from the bloodshed of wars and the death therein. Will let himself slip into the night streets and their false sunlight, Fiz quickly descending behind him when he noted the Tamer’s absence.

It was time to change the world. By any means necessary.

3

ooc/ sorry I am terrible at first posts ^^

Khayal sat in her class, angrily tapping her pen on the table, once again she had been picked on by the girls of her school.
She put her head on the table and sighed. The girls at this school often befriended enough to insult each other without anyone being offended, however when Khayal said something totally inoffensive, in fact it was a compliment, she got in trouble. All the friends of the girl ended up shouting all sorts at her, the girl she had talked to overexaggerated way over the boundaries of recognisement.

Khayal tried to disallow it reaching her, but she had no choice while they grabbed her by the hair and threw her around a bit.
As soon as the home time bell rang, everyone ran out, leaving Khayal on the floor to pick herself up. One girl, possibly the only one who didn’t lash out at her, stood by her with her bags.

Khayal stood up and thanked the girl, taking her bags.
The girl nodded and smiled. “your welcome” And with that she left.

Khayal happily ran outside on her way home, it was raining. She did indeed enjoy the rain, unlike many other people she knew. Khayal saw a bus in the distance heading towards her stop, a few metres in front of her. She decided to ignore it, seeing dozens of people flodding onto it to avoid the rain.

Khayal simply walked on and down the road past it. Eventually she found herself by a large puddle, one thing she didn’t like about water, was it got her feet wet. She sighed and walked around it carefully, to be greeted by a large section of the ground covered in uneven pavement tiles and flooded in water. Khayal gave an agitated growl then crossed the road, when she saw the old way she used to take, a shortcut.

She ran down the small alley way and smiled, it wasn’t at all how you usually imagine a London Alleyway. It was rather wide in fact, and bright, the sun always fond a way to reach the ground there, and now grass and flowers grew on and over the old pavement stones. Arounc the alleyway was an old shut off carpark, abandoned now.

She quickly ran into her flats and opened the door, she heard someone walking down the corridor, around the corner. In a rush she opened the door and locked it behind her. She then trotted up to her room and laid down in her soft bed, it was very quiet as always, and slowly, that silence allowed Khayal to quickly drift to sleep.

4

“We’re moving, Rami!” Her mother and father spoke together. Mai’s eyes looked around, like someone was playing a trick on her or something. “W-What?! I just got f- I… Mean… Right. This house is pretty old…” Her voice trailed off into a sadness. Her eyebrows arched sadly. “We started packing for you, you just need to get your extra things… Like your laptop.” …Witch. Mai screamed inside her head. I know it was you, mother. I KNOW IT. Father loves me too much, to do this. Why… Mai’s trembling hands closed the final box.

Her old house smelled of must. The walls creaked every step. Mai hasn’t even explored all the rooms. It was old… But it was home for her. It was where she lived. Why would her mother rip her of it?

They traveled to the airport and boarded the large plane.

The plane smelt of olden peanuts. She sat near the window, as she said fare well to her tradition, friends, and happiness. Her selfish mother sat next to her, with a faint smile on her face. The flight attendant came in, and told of the procedures of safety. “…Have a nice flight!”

Mai looked at her mother. “…Mother, why are we leaving Vietnam?” The mother turned her head and frowned. The wrinkles on her face were showing. “I’ve told you, Rami. I’m tired of that old house. Aren’t you? You’ve been in it for fourteen whole years!” The frown was gone, and came a stern look. “You are happy we’re moving… right?” Mai looked out her window, as a tear stroke down her cheek. “Good-bye… My only friends…” She drifted into a light sleep.

About four hours had pass. Mai hoped to awaken to her bed, to see her house. But as she opened one sleepy eye, she could see the blue chair ahead of her. It still smelt of Peanuts.

It was the plane. The cramped, stupid plane.

Vietnam was a fun place. Especially in eight grade. She gained some confidence. She wasn’t that simple smart girl that you just use for those hard math tests. She was almost somebody. Not quite there. But that was all ruined. Her mother had said, “Maybe you’ll be even more popular! I mean, you have a redo!” Of course not! It took her nine years to get there! It’ll never be the same. Never.

She was going to be a loser… All over again.

“Stupid, Stupid, Stupid mother…” she grumbled. The flight attendant spoke into the microphone “Konichiwa! Welcome to Tokyo, Japan!”

“We’re here, honey.” Mai opened her eyes to the bright lights outside. They shone in and burned her eyes. “Alright Mother… Goodbye Vietnam…”

She arrived at her house. A idea popped in her tiny, stupid mind. “…A way to get back at her… I can’t kill her…” She smirked a bit. “I can’t injure her. Perhaps myself…? If she loved me… She’ll notice it. And she’ll ask how to help me. Back to Vietnam I go! I’ll… Cut myself? No, too bloody…”

“Aha… I’ll stop eating. It’s subtle, but a true mother would notice. I’ll start off easy.” And so began her Anorexic adventures. Throwing her food away, hiding it, et cetera. Her mother had no clue. She was too obsessed with herself to notice.

A year passed with subtle eating, only when she felt very weak. Her bones stuck out. Her eyes turned black. She was pale. She was smart enough to eat small portions, to stay alive and strong enough to show off to her mom. At school she was ignored for this. Oh, but she didn’t care. She had good friends at home! Soon enough, mother will notice… right?

Mai’s ebony eye’s filled with anger as she saw her vain mother in the corner of her eye. Her bony arms hit the wooden table hard as her mother’s wrinkly put down the breakfast. It smelt disgusting.

“Darling, Rami” Mai’s eyebrows arose from her eyes. “You okay? You seem… pale.” Her face tilted up slightly. “I’m quite dandy, thank you.” Her crackly unused voice sounded strange to her. She grabbed her meal and went to her room. She threw it out the window, as she usually does. She prepared her backpack and went to school.

She was ignored. As usual. The bony freak. Never eats at lunch, school parties. Freak. Freak. Freak. Who cares? Why do they get to judge her? Whats so good about them? Mai pretended she didn’t care. She did. She’d sometimes come home crying, but her mother wouldn’t notice. Her father was nice. But he was gone. Got home at 10:45 PM, left at 5:00 AM.

She came home and threw her lunch out of her backpack. She sat down at her desk and turned on her laptop. She made a slight annoyed noise at the tune of the start up. “Hmph.”