New Home For the Psycho (open)

A single step. That was the path to the future. Such a small thing could change so much from fate and destiny's plans.

The whirl that had opened up in the middle of the mess hall in the really small base, was wondrous. The colours were of a transparent, but glittering red. It was strange, but after it passed, something was wrong; an emergency. The alarm had been rung at the last of breaths, the sudden comatose beep of a heart monitor. Ignoring the phenomenon of the whirl, the veterans told their brand new rookie to remain with the being; the one that had come out of the whirl. It was scary; but it was easily done, as the beautiful being was unconscious. Moving the small, fragile seeming body to a bed in his own room, the rookie was worried as everyone else had rushed out. And soon after, his worry could stand it no more, and he went out out with them, the last. Leaving the beautiful being on the bed alone. But how long? Soon it stirred, the frame slipping out of the bed, and wandering down the halls. Curiosity etched on it's features, and eventually, the path outside was found. There was no windows, only soft bulbed lights, twinging with the sound of cicadas, the electricity humming with it's own melody. That was the sound that greeted the being, as large doors, taller then the smaller frame of the being appeared. This was not obstacle, as the being in itself was quite intelligent. After all, all doors had handles. With a soft push, the being had found it's way outside.

Long black hair was swept back, strands of raven midnight floating in the air. Dancing in the very fabric of breaths, the strands looked so perfectly straight, so amazingly drawn out, as the color white began to stand out. A beautiful, pale white skin contrasted with the strands, along with a beautiful white and pink kimono. The Kimono was eye catching, due to the soft colour of Sakura Blossoms that decorated the entire thing; the large pink bow also had some influence perhaps. But to all that witnessed her entry into the sun, the flashing light of the orb catching onto her, she looked evanescent. She looked ethereal, transcendent, and her beauty was something that could be a poetic eulogy. But did it matter? The gaze of crimson, blood splattered and crusted with the deepest of all life source, was wandering around. It looked at the events, and seemed unphased; the first thought any had was something of awe. Was this a goddess? But yet, there was something so incredibly doll-like about the girl; almost like she was a delusion, as she stood from the two opened tower like doors, her beautiful frame encircled by the iron. That gaze watched and seemed to piece into the soul of any that dared look into those eyes. The fact that it was easily able to be called a female made it much more interesting. But the sudden feel, the sudden sight; it caught the attention of many.

The flap of a single butterfly's wings, out of sync in the world, may cause a typhoon. The world was all connected to each single thing that one did; the relativity of all things came full circle. So was she here to change the sortid fate that may have befallen the people this day? Or was she just the things that she could have prevented, but chose not to? Such were questions that may be pondered.. for she was less then human, and more so of a divine appearance. But was this true.. or was she just in the right place, at the right time?

The rookie felt his heart stop. The horror show was immense, as the last man looked furious. His gun pointed at the strange creature, even as he saw the rookie. ''Run Newbie! Just fucking run!'' he let out, ready to die to let the boy escape. His mouth gaped open, and he felt the fear sink into his stomach. His fingers clenched, and the strange girl in the white kimono touched his shoulder. He gazed at her, and she let out no expression; but her eyes, deep vivid red, were expressive. It told him to run, as he began to run, his feet pounding the ground. The fear that laid inside of his heart was huge; watching the back of the girl, he realized how slender her body was. But yet.. there was something about her that scared him more then the blood bath, then the strange demonic figure. Was it the fact that even though she was probably inhuman, she looked so much like a doll it was impossible? But that was something he could reflect on. The girl simply felt his footsteps run, and the male, the last one, would die. She had already accepted this, as her hands slowly rose from her side. ''Are you ready to give your life.'' she simply said, her voice echoing in the area like a speaker. The last remaining male, smiled. He wanted to keep this place safe. ''Yeah. The data... well fuck the data. It doesn't matter, it was already shipped out. So.. whatever. I don't care if I die. The newbie.. just got here today. So he had no idea what the hell we were doing.'' he said to the girl. That was when something strange happened. A kind smile touched her face.

''Then worry not, for salvation comes from the depths of holy fire. Worry not, dear sheep, for you hath been guided to the path of light and redemption. Lay down your warms and bare your throat to the skies, and let your minds be open.'' the girl simply spoke. The male had no idea why she was speaking like that, but he charged the one guy that had killed all his comrades. Shisome just watched, as if observing a phenomena, her feet stopping just short of the red pools of blood. Her long black hair floated in the wind, the light breeze that brought the scent of blood towards her. How would these two react to her? She had no idea, but there was a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach; she had begun. Adapting that is, as her body let out a breath; more powers? That would become unbearable.. the girl knew that however, she would not be able to stop her process, as she waited. From her hands, risen up before her in an almost zombie like pose, the girl placed trust. She waited for either to make a move towards her, or the newbie that had ran; she would not allow them to touch a single hair on that head. Her crimson eyes opened lightly, the slits shimmering like blood, as she waited for something or someone, to come towards her. As in a way, she was the last object standing between the base, and their missions.

Had she wanted this? Not necessarily.. but she understood something else. Something deeper.

Something that only she could see.

Fear filled his heart. And then suddenly, splat; in front of him a head. His eyes widenned the fear reading across his gaze. Clapping his hands to his mouth, he ran to the corner, and threw up; his body heaving. The tears streaming down his face made his body shake; and his steps ran, the blood of the man on his chin. Those feelings of his, the fear changed to something in that instant; it ran like an electric current through the black haired girl. Their feelings.. she felt them, as her body stilled. Perfect as marble, still as a statue, her body was frozen in a moment as her mind tried to assimilate, and understand the feelings. Her hands dropped to her side, blood splattering around her, falling like rain. The long strands of black covered her eyes, hiding them from view, even as the red rain touched the dress, smearing it with blood. Her body was shaking; her voice was empty, as the two fought. Her arms slowly wrapped around herself, even as the boy tried to get them to fight each other. Weakling? Is that what they thought of her? Something inside of the girl felt like a giant wave; she could feel her heart constrict, as something akin to hate twisted inside of her heart. These were not her emotions; rather, they were the emotions of the dead humans, their souls waiting to turn into pluses. No, Shisome had no time to waste she concluded; protecting this held no matter. The girl could easily get the data; in fact, she already had it, taken it whilst she passed the main control room.

And something in her snapped, as a small laugh rolled from her throat. ''Hehehehehe..'' she let out softly, before her hands dropped to her sides. The girl threw back her head, and her body shook. ''HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WEAKLING?'' her voice echoed loudly. The immidiate ground at her feet suddenly cracked; her red eyes were light up, and a demonic smile began to stretch on her face. It truly looked evil, almost scary; her mind was buzzing, it was screaming. ''OH CALLING ME WEAK AIN'T WE? HAHAHAHA THAT'S RICH, COMING FROM A PAIR OF DELIQUENTS THAT CAN'T EVEN GET THEIR FUCKING SHITTING HABITS RIGHT!'' she let out. That voice; it was spurring her. Shadin's was telling her to not take this crap; Moonie's was yelling to fight because it looked fun. These things danced in her head, as the voice of the girl that switched her modes was echoing in her head, and Wonderer's own voice was whispering to her too. And Shisome felt her inner self recede; what was the point of controlling the outburst? There was another presence; something was pushing more, something familiar. ''OH YOU POOR SODS DON'T EVEN HAVE A FUCKING CLUE!'' she yelled out, her voice almost magnified by the area. Her mouth curved higher, as she felt her body shiver with the delight of the thoughts of ripping them apart. Yes, she wanted to tear into them.

The girl felt the back of her hair starting to float, as she grinned wider. ''But seriously.. I'll personally dispatch you two louts.'' she said, almost uncaringly. Yet.. that smile was promising pain, chaos, and more so, death. Just as the girl was moving forward to strike, Shisome's body propulsed forward, the ground cracking as she did so. The speed she was moving at was much greater then either of the two; how so? She had lightened her own mass according to the area, and then pushed it with the mass she had taken off; therefore she was like a slingshot. Her body was suddenly in between the two, even as the girl was coming in with a strange energy. ''Peek-a-boo.'' she whispered, before the girl herself burst into irridescent flames; the fire was sudden and without warning, engulfing the first twelve feet around her in a sudden rush. Both of them would have to try and stop themselves, and then move back; but was that an option? Shisome felt her smile lengthen, as her body convulsed in pain, having landed on the ground. The flames were burning brightly, as the girl smirked. Thsi was only the start; and that was just a warning to them about her power, as she felt it mix chaotically within her body. It was almost without restraint, as the girl felt the pain distantly. ''HAHAHA IF YOU THINK I'M THAT WEAK, TRY TO KILL ME, PATHETIC TRASH!'' she yelled out, to challenge the two even further.

Would they attempt to fight the girl? Or would they turn tail and run? That was the question.