[/url] Alistair smiled softly as he closed his eyes and chuckled softly "I understand...a person like me cannot even stretch out a hand in friendship...its too much to expect any" Alistair said as if almost musing to himself. "I don't know anything about you...your just an important man that the dark angels need dead...man I'm going to so get it for not killing you" Alistair said letting out another chuckle as he shook his head. With that said he merely turned away and smiled calmly "Your powers are the only thing that I say would be able to help you find anything about...but I'm just wasting my time now" Alistair said shrugging his shoulders. Maybe he would have been better off killing this man off and getting on with his life, but for some reason he just couldn't move on to that option. "I''l let you choose...fight me and try unlock your powers...or the two of us go our separate ways and move on with our lives" Alistair said casually.
Class had begun and the student all began to run around doing what they needed and started on what they called art. Sitting by a desk, Dio Brandon merely sat there observing their actions how they worked on there art. To be flat out honest he found their work to be dull and lack the necessary passion, but as a teacher's aid he really could do much about that. He noticed a pair walk out of the room and though it was tempting to mess with them, he held off it in the end. His job was to help, but if nobody wished for his help then he was merely free to do as he wished until that time actually came. Merely walking around and pretending to give a damn was just a mere waste of time really. His elbow rested on the desk and his cheek also rested upon his wrist. Eyes closed his brought out a piece of paper along with a pen that rested in his hand. With this time he was merely going to practice something he had been doing for a while. Eyes remaining shut, Dio brought his pen to the piece of paper and with that preformed a stroke, He continued to strike at the paper with his pen, making many different marks on the paper. Each stroke held some sort of precision and Dio just continued to stroke at the paper as an image began to form. If he could truly draw without the reliance of his eyes then there would truly be nothing that could stop his vision. With one final stroke the image was done.
[/url] Things definitely did not turn out for the best and Alistair could only sigh and shake his head. He knew he wasn't the best at breaking the news, and the amnesiac right before him was proof enough. This was going to be hard and he just hoped that he didn't actually have to kill the boy right away. He needed to push the boy even more, have him act and drive him to awaken his powers...it also meant some fun. With a smirk the chase began. Knives produced from his own body were brought out and as fast as they were brought out, the same speed was used to toss them straight at the boy. His aim was lousy, but that was the mere point, he did not wish to harm the boy just yet. He wanted the boy to feel a sense of being cornered and right now it was working. His eyes narrowed with a smirk, but he fell some resistance from his other hand. That woman that was bound to him was so foolish in his eyes, thinking that her meagre efforts would even affect him at all. One of his knives had managed to hit his opponent's jacket, but Alistair knew that the blow wasn't thick enough to cut through to the skin. To his surprise the boy stood where he was and faced him. The fear was there but the fact that he did not run showed his bravery. Before he could say or do anything more, the light of the boy's pendant caught his attention and he stared at it. The blades that had come out of Alistair's skin receded back into his body and Alistair merely smiled calmly. "You think I'm crazy...but I'm doing this for your own benefit...without your powers your merely fodder out there...you know nothing about yourself so how can you deny that you have special powers like me? That pendant is proof of your powers" Alistair said calmly.
[/url] "Ah...no, this is our first encounter" Alistair said casually as he leaned back against and nearby wall and let out a mere sigh as he smiled. Luckily the boy before him could speak English and this would make things more easier for him. "Right then, my name is Alistair Grey, I'm a famed doctor from Ireland...but that part is unimportant" Alistair said with a chuckle before setting his eyes at him again. "You must be wondering why I am here before you...well...I know that you've lost your memories...and I know that your...special..." Alistair said crossing his arms. "Now then....what I am going to tell you is something quite top secret....well to honest you don't really have to keep it a secret, but I feel it would be more beneficial for you if you kept it hush hush" Alistair said before looking around the area. "Well now, we can't really say this here....do you know any place the two...err...three of us can get some privacy?" Alistair said looking down at his arms as he said that. For what was to come he couldn't really do it in public...things would get messy.
[/url] Walking around Siberia like this was basically like walking around blindly. He had no idea where he was and had absolutely no idea where he was going. Finding this guy was going to be an immense pain and he questioned if he would have to start breaking down doors to find this guy. Most people remained inside due to the cold so the odds of finding this guy were incredibly slim, but there really wasn't much he could do. The area he walked into reeked of fish and though he loved eating the animal, the stench was not so pretty. With a groan he closed his eyes and slouched as he walked but then a sound caught his attention and immediately the aristocrat's eyes opened up immediately. He noticed a group of men tossing around some fish, working for a living and all that crap, but one person caught his attention. "Gold hair, pale golden eyes, gold bronze skin....daaaaamn that guys pretty golden....wait a minute...he fits the description...thank you walking around randomly" Alistair said quietly to himself as he narrowed his eyes and smirked. The pendant the boy wore and the aura Alistair swore he saw around the boy and the sheer display of strength that the boy preformed from tossing the fish was what practically confirmed that this was his target. With that Alistair ran up to his target and immediately held the boy in a light headlock "heeeeeeeey, there you are, I've been looking all over for you buddy" Alistair said cheerfully.
The day was dull and boring, but Dio could at least say he was glad that it went by fast. Those dullards that followed him around were quite annoying and it was amusing to think that they thought he considered them friends. They were idiots who just basked around him, mesmerized by his greatness and and acting tough just because he knew them. Individually they were all weak and Dio thought of them as mere puppets. He sat at home thinking about his works of art and just what he would do to make it come to life. Nothing could truly compare to his finest work of art and he prided his being into that work. It was a shame that he sold it off to that museum where the peasants could see it, but he knew just keeping it to himself was something that it did not deserve. He desired it to gain its praise and for it to be rewarded for its uniqueness. Tomorrow he would have to go to that class once more. He could care less really, but then when he thought about it there was always that little classmate he had been keeping an eye on. He was quite curious about her so in the end he was looking forward to working with her. Closing his eyes with a smirk he head off to his bed and fell asleep ready to awake for the next day.
[/url] Morning arrived and beckoned the white suited man to awaken from his slumber. His eyes twitching the man let out a loud yawn as he rubbed his eyes and stretched out his arms. He noticed that he was on the floor, having fallen asleep in a sitting position, but what was the point of that? there was a bed right in the room so why didn't he sleep in it. Moving his arm he noticed a resistance and then everything began to flow back into his mind. He recalled the girl that was chained to him and he remembered everything that happened yesterday. The woman was a stubborn one and she really was truly an ignorant one. She hated him and he really didn't care. He did what he had to and he really didn't do it for praise or gratitude. If anything chopping off her arm would be the most efficient thing to do and killing her would be even better, but he didn't wish a fate like that for her. He understood why she was so uptight and he understood just why she didn't sleep, but if she stood in his way, he would cut her down with no regret. He knew Heiniken would hunt him down, but he would be ready for that. With a sigh he tugged the chain "hey...its time to go...the faster we end this the faster we don't have to stick together" Alistair said. Whether she resisted or not, Alistair pulled her along regardless. With cane in hand he continued to walk on and walking outside he let out a relaxed sigh as he walked outside. The jacked covering his shoulders was quite comfy, but he didn't really put it on and just kept it there. With a sigh he placed his hand on his chin as he walked down the town searching.
I'll take the last two~ (12 & 13)
The two marched on and headed into town. Luckily Alistair had his wallet with him so they actually had some money that they could use. Alistair merely ignored Iris for the whole entire trip and using his money and after finding a nice hotel he booked a room and the two headed into it. In the end Alistair merely sat and slept like a baby...which sucked for Iris since her babies were in hell.
[/url] The mist had faded and soon enough they found themselves in whatever tundra they were. From Lu's words it had seemed that they stood in Siberia, which was quite odd. Just what business did he exactly have in such a place and just what exactly did he need Iris for? This was a real pain in the ass for Alistair, but Alistair merely listened to his mistress' words. Just listening he soon found out what he needed to know..who knew listening would pay off! The woman continued to talk and all of a sudden the weird angel suddenly looked giddy and perverted as she stared at his eyes. "Wha?" Alistair said as he raised an eyebrow before she began to speak again and poke his chest. "Naughty Naughty...searching up my sex life...or lack of one...who knew my mistress was this pervy" Alistair said closing his eyes as he shook his head with a smirk. The continued to walk on and trudge through the snow, but there was still something that he wondered. Just what was Iris was needed for? was she bait or something? It made him curious and soon enough Lu acted and made the man notice what Lu might of needed her for. With a sigh he looked down at his arm that was now chained to the arm of Iris. Escape was unavoidable and he knew Lu had him chained down. With that he watched Lu make her exit and he merely let out a sigh before turning to Iris with a smile "Well now, its just the two of us" Alistair said as he used his free hand and paced it over his chest and preformed a small bow "There is nothing more we can do about our situation...so I ask you merely endure. You don't have to say a word..." Alistair said calmly as he glanced over at the town "I guess we should examine the area...do tell me if something catches your fancy though" Alistair said with a charming smile before starting his trek towards town.
[/url] Lu always had quite the convenient timing and just before he could do anything the girl had appeared before him. Unlike her usual haughty self, she looked weak and fatigued, something Alistair immediately took notice to. He wondered just what it was that caused this and began to think about the other day. Despite his medical workings the white haired girl's situation must have worsen and seemed to affect Temeluchas. It wasn't emotional fatigue, Alistair could see that, but he was sure the scenario must have worsened. Regardless of this thought, it had seemed Alistair's prediction had come true and that his medical experience was just a mere wast of time for the white haired dark angel. Lu began to signal him to come with her and without a word Alistair merely sighed as he followed without a word. She began to speak about how weak and lazy he was about his powers and Alistair merely closed his eyes and merely chuckled softly as he shook his head. It wasn't a mocking chuckle like his usual one, but one that just came out. He knew he hadn't really been advancing in the slightest and the blades he could summon were nothing impressive. He really was slacking, but it wasn't the easiest thing to do, especially with everything going on. "That is true...though you cant blame me...after all with all the slicing, yelling and special trips, I've really hadn't the time to really work on this" Alistair said. In general the powers that he did unlock were no help from Lu. With that said, Alistair merely followed his mistress into the room that held Iris. He was quite curious about what exactly Lu was going to do with the woman, but Alistair would see soon enough. The jacket that rested on his shoulders made him even more curious and soon enough Lu grabbed him and Iris.
[/url] His hand twitched and his eyes slowly opened, with a casual yawn Alistair rose up from his bed and merely scratched his head lazily. Still groggy from his slumber, Alistair merely rose from his bed and stretched in order to awaken himself for whatever was to come. Of course being in hell, he really didn't know if there was a morning or night, but since he had just a woken he would consider this a good morning. Taking grasp of the jacket he removed before drifting off to sleep, Alistair merely placed his jacket on and let out a sigh. "Now then...what to do.." Alistair said with a mumble as he crossed his arms and began to think. Looking down at his arms his thoughts drifted over to the thought about his blades. They were a good start, but there was much more for him to learn, much more for him to develop. All this talk about developing just reminded him about a certain professor that he called friend and he just shook his head. "If there is one thing that freaks the hell out of me...its that man's mind....just imagine if he was an angel" Alistair said silently with a chuckle.
Following the cue of the girl that showed him admiration, he walked on and bore witness to the unfinished pieced of work that she had to offer to his viewing pleasure. The piece of art was quite impressive and though Dio told her of how impressed he was of her work, he did not spoil the girl and told her what was missing. The passion and emotion of the work, it was there but unrefined. He made sure he noted this before he went along and left her to work on her project. This Renee girl was an exception for Dio. She held promise and she sought his guidance and accepted his talent. So long as she desired it he would mold this girl into something great. She was the one person he would allow to come to his level and even surpass him if he deemed it well. Regardless of this there was still much for her to prove before he could truly feel this fully. With class over there was nothing more for Dio to do other than to leave and make his way home. He bid farewell to the professor before making his way out of the building and into his home. He began working on another portrait before fatigue hit him and he fell asleep on his bed
Before Alistair knew it he was once again whisked away into the depths of hell. With a sigh Alistair was told to head off to sleep and with that cue he merely walked off to the room that was provided by Tempy. Removing his jacket, Alistair collapsed on his bed and let out a sigh. The day had been quite an interesting one and he truly did not expect that he would be using his medical skills. Raising his hand he looked up at it and stared at it. "Even now...even while residing in hell...I'm still aiding life...how funny...the angel of death saving lives..." Alistair said calmly before falling asleep.
Having said his greetings to the professor, there was nothing more for the man to do other than to merely take his seat and wait for the other slackers to make their entrance into their classroom. It was annoying that these people had to hold him back, but it was what he had signed up for and he really couldn't be one to complain. For now he merely sat with his arms crossed and eyes closed. One by one the fools flocked into the classroom, annoying the blond haired man with each entrance. True he wanted them in the class as early as possible so they could start...but did they have to be so annoying? They all marched in without a care in the world and definitely without any finesse or style. There was no passion and no grace and it just made him feel lower about them. Once everybody made their way in the class began and everybody was scurrying off to do as instructed. For now Dio merely remained in his seat, remaining just the way he was when he first took a seat. It was calm for him but immediately he heard his voice called out in a mere weak and timid was. His eyes immediately opened and immediately his eyes narrowed as he stared at the girl, if he could shoot lazers out of his eyes he would have done so instantly. His eyes were locked on the girl that called out to him, but immediately they softened and soon closed his eyes with a small smile. Renee was one of the people he could respect, one he could say he liked. The girl's passion for his advice and her praise had impressed him enough to decide to warrant his approval of her. Wit a sigh, Dio merely lowered his head and placed his hand in his hair. "So...you want my help..." Dio said before raising his head and staring up at her with his red eyes and a charming grin on his face "Very well then I, Dio, shall set gaze upon your masterpiece" Dio said
[/url] Alistair stayed quiet and merely listened to their words as he continued to stitch up the girl before him. It was almost no surprise to the man that the moment he left the party that action began to occur. One of them died, but the group was actually competent enough to actually of wounded a dark angel like this. It was real smart of the dark angels to have left the knife in their care. He heard the boy ask who he was and almost instantly he noticed Tempy's stare at him. It was quite the cute one so Alistair merely stared back and gave him his own cute smile in return. It was time for them to leave and luckily Alistair had finished up with what he was doing. Bringing the excess thread to his mouth, Alistair merely bit it and cut the thread. Wiping the blood off his hand the question Tempy asked him caught his attention. Returning to the others would be a foolish thing to do and merely awaking his powers was something he wanted to do. Who knew what would happen when he actually did get his powers...it was an interesting thought. "Come now...out of all of them there is only one of them I can really call a friend, besides, hanging around you is much more fun" Alistair said in a singsongy voice as he walked up to her.
[/url] Alistair awaited for a reply of some sort and merely continued to examine the wound until he head the voice of the one Lu called Semyaza. "well somebody's a grumpy fella I mean c'mon! relax a bit...its not like were in a rush or anything" Alistair said nonchalantly with a smile before taking grasp of the needle and thread. Judging by how Semyaza reacted, Alistair was quite curious about the relationship between the boy and the wounded angel. From what Alistair could gather it seemed the boy actually wanted the girl to survive. He did wonder how he'd react if Tempy was in such a situation, and by extension he did wonder how Tempy would react....would her screams be an exquisite delight to his ears? Closing his eyes as he shook his head, Alistair took his time to thread the needle and merely removed his white jacked and rolled his sleeves up once more. Cleaning off the wound and then cleaning needle, Alistair began to stitch up the wound to the best of his ability.
[/url] The operation was...well something indeed. "Oh? is that...praise?" Alistair said with a smirk as he chuckled and continued his operation on Iris before working on the other women. The other pregnant women had no chance and after their children were ripped out they were cast away and burnt to cinder. He held no guilt not regret for those women and merely watched on as they're physical bodies were soon erased. With all that done, Alistair merely leaned back against a nearby counter and merely closed his eyes with a calm smile as he wiped his hands and arms with a rag. He listened to his mistress begin to speak and merely smiled even more as he listened to the gratitude he received...it was amusing. What she said next was quite a good question and Alistair began to wonder just what exactly he would do next. Surely after being poofed away he couldn't just return back to them like this, and he did have a good reason to finally leave their group. He merely chuckled as he thought about this, but soon enough the dark mist began to surround him. Rolling down his sleeves and placing his jacket on, the two were soon off. Opening his eyes Alistair merely stared over at the situation before him and remained quiet. Danel was there and also a new white haired girl that he surmised was the third dark angel. He listened to them talk and had to cover his mouth from burst out into laughter after Tempy called herself a mommy. If she was the mommy then who was the daddy? Shaking away those thoughts, Alistair merely watched on and raised an eyebrow when the wounded angel called out to him. It seemed doctors were in demand for the hell's angels these days. A newbie arrived and from the looks of things it seemed that he wasn't like the three dark angels before him...most likely an angel like himself. He once again listened to them talk and something interesting caught his attention. The word obsidian resided in his mind and stayed in it throughout the conversation. The fact he learned was a very interesting one and had its benefits. Tempy began to bark orders once more and Alistair chuckled "My my my, of course Miss.Slice and Dice is worthless in a situation like this" Alistair said walking up as he stared down at Bonnie "well now...you got shanked pretty good...." Alistair said placing his hand on his chin as he crouched down and looked down at the wound. "...welp your fucked..." Alistair said straightened his posture as he closed his eyes and shrugged his shoulder with his palms facing upwards and him letting out a sigh. "Well...I tried" Alistair said looking over his shoulder at Tempy and narrowed his eyes with a smirk "you can't possibly hope to believe that mere human hands can solve what the hands of angels cannot...." Alistair said closing his eyes. "But if we want to play doctor then lets go ahead! If we choose to do so then I'll be needing a needle and some thread" Alistair said.
There was nothing that Julius could say, no words that were ushered from the man. He just stood there and watched as his student and friend was cast away. Noelle wasn't there, but Julius had Jonathan check up on the girl. True this was the last time the girl could ever see her brother, but Julius would not force her to do something she didn't want to do. Seeing the dead and watching them leave forever was a difficult thing and Julius could not blame the girl for not wanting to come. Julius could only watch on till at last it was finally over. For now Julius would leave Fatime be and move on. With cane in hand he walked on and taking a taxi he returned home. Returning home felt weird to the man as he entered the house. After staying at the hospital for a while it felt a bit different. It was a warm and welcoming feeling that Julius could only smile at after the day he went through. With a sigh he made his way to his bed and merely collapsed on it, falling fast asleep.
"keh...done" With the final stroke his work was complete. A mere warm up and certainly something superior to that of the other fools that dared to ever even possibly think of him as somebody even close to his talent. Thinking about those fools merely made the man scoff an merely thinking back to the moment it all started could only make him chuckle. The moment the man received his reply from the Riverton, he felt no such feeling of surprise nor did he even really keep it as such a grand occasion. It was just the inevitable fate, the expected fate that he would be chosen. With his utensils being placed away Dio prepared himself and got himself ready for the day. Today was one of the few days of the week that he would head to that school of amateurs. His jacket placed firmly on, Dio walked out and made his trek over towards the school. This aiding job was only the beginning, it was one step to his goal of fame and he would knock down anybody who dared to stand in his way of that goal. With big thud the door to the classroom swung open and there at the doorway stood Dio Brandon with his eyes closed and head lowered. He rose his hand up to the bangs of his hair and with a flick of his wrist he immediately flicked the bangs to the side and swung his arm to the side and rose his head. With that mere action he lowered his head once more and opened his eyes with a fierce stare. He continued to walk on and turned his attention to the adult in the room with a polite smile "Good Afternoon Professor" Dio said with a nod. He noticed three others in the room from the corner of his eye, but he hardly paid any heed to them.
