[i][center]A twinge of Destiny awakens new resolve.....[/i][/center]
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Something was off. A ripple that reached him from beyond. A disturbance...and then he knew instantly. The Jester knew of the sin committed on this night. Cole. Cole Carton was dead. Blown by the machinations of his own choice. Something must have happened for him to...and then Jester narrowed his eyes, the only indication of his building rage. Angelo Ortega. The Librarian. He had driven Cole to such extents in his final moments....how annoying.

The masked man glanced once more into Evie's willing eyes before briefly considering the choice to end her life as well. One of his catalysts had perished, and it would make no difference for this one as well. He could always just start over, rinse and repeat...and yet....perhaps a hidden blessing caused by his own ambitions? The girl before him was willing to learn; with Cole gone, he could now focus on one. 

For some reason, that mere thought alone greatly amused him.

"Excellent." Jester closed the distance between their faces and met her crimson eye with his own, shining with new enlightenment. "Something wonderful has occurred Evie. Something that will allow you to achieve even grander things in this life....from now on, we shall meet here on this very hill top. Each and every night, you will mature into the being you so desire. The one I've been waiting for...."

Jester gently stroked the girl's face tenderly, lifting her bangs up to witness her hidden eye. The color mattered not to him; only the reflected passion to become his pupil. "Dear Evie...let us begin your training immediately now so that you can become the hero of your dreams." He leaned close enough for their faces to meet in passionate embrace. "My precious catalyst...."

And then he pulled away. "Now then. Face me. Draw out your Tome...and strike me down."
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[i][center]And the wheel of Fate....[/i][/center]