"No, no, You're right." Kazeno corrected the girl, "There's foreign spirt in me who compels me to do stupid stuff. Her name is Chi Ni."
"He's lying!" Chi Ni poked her head out and then realized her mistake, "Shit."

Everything went silent as Tsukuyomi stared at the two. Nothing broke the silence, not even Paragade's questioning quacks as he examined the bread in the girl's hand. For the first time in a long time, Chi Ni was reminded was fear was as she realized she had proven her existence to someone who could remove her.

"Help me Kazeno-san!" She cried as she hide behind the boy's back.
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"Anderson-sama~" the lips came in closer to Anderson as a hand met them.
"Sakura-chan." Anderson's voice had a hint of annoyance, "Stop treating me like a little brother!"

Anderson roared as he threw the person across his dorm room and on to his bed. He knew who it was, Honda Sakura, one of four RE_Birth assassins under his command. Like the rest, she was incredibly deadly, once a child error who was a test subject the graceful black haired beauty had the reaction time needed to cut bullets in mid-air. And just like the rest, she was weird as hell.
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"So mean Anderson-sama. Sniffle." Sakura gracefully flipped through the air and landed in a kneeling posture on the bed, "Don't you care about Sakura onee-chan?"
"You aren't my onee-chan." In one felt swoop, Anderson broke Sakura's heart.
"You're so mean! Anderson-sama!" Sakura pretend to cry and pout. However, her acting was noticibly off today and not fooling anyone.

"What's with all the noise?" A voice rang out from the bathroom, "I'm tryin' to take a shower here! Hello?"
"Its nothing Amelia, its just Sakura being an idiot again." Anderson called as he sat at his desk, the lean black rectangle on his desk sprung to life and three monitors folded out, all connect to the central screen.

Amelia Jones was another one of RE_Birth's assassin. Hailing from America, she was also an orphan who a large medical corperation used as test subject in various types of drugs. When Anderson's mother sucessfully took control of the company through her puppets, she gave Ameila and several other girls as slaves to Anderson for a birthday present. Anderson, after sending his mother another bag of cherry pits and most of the girls back, took a liking to Amelia's attitude and sent her to train as a hitman.
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Her training had turned her from a little girl to a lady who could carry around an auto-cannon and still be quick as a fox. Somewhere along the way, wither by all the drugs she had been used to test or by genetics, her bust size increased expodentionally and intrigued Anderson's teenaged mind to no end, annoying Anderson himself to no end.

"Where's Edelweiss and Katyusha?" Anderson called out to Amelia as he begain opening windows on his computer.
"Pft, hell if I knew." Amelia turned off the shower and walked out wrapped in a towel, "Is Sakura going to be okay?" Amelia poked the Japanese girl as she sat on the bed, actually crying. 
"Don't worry, she'll return to her normal self in about 3... 2... 1..."

Sakura shot straight up, her tears magically erased themselves from her face, "I have something important to do!"

Without fail, she stood up and smacked her head in the wall, knocking herself out, alarming her teammate.
"An-AN-Anderson! What the hell did she do?" Amelia shook Anderson in his chair.
"She's taking a nap. The only way for her to sleep is to knock herself out. Don't worry, what ever brain damage she takes won't be enough to do anything to her."

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Jack walked out an alley, his chest binding hurt more then usual. He need to find something to eat, he hadn't eaten much since he Shia Surprised the school. Perhaps the blood dust thing affect his metabolism?

As he continued to walk the maze of back alleys and dark shadows, he felt something moving around him. [i]Clowns[/i]
"Lookie what we have here~" one of the Skinhead sang as more of his comrades grew from the shadows, "Aren't you lost-"
"Shut the hell up, I have no time to waste on shit like you." Jack interrupted them and stomped his foot on the ground.

Huge stone spikes erected themselves from the ground, impaling all the clowns in that generate direction. More spilled out from other places and dropped to the ground level. Jack, unamused, slammed his fist into the ground. A wave of dirt and clay towered over the Clowns as they were buried in seconds.

Jack spit on a limb that hadn't been submerged by the earth. As he walked away, acting as if nothing had happened, the stone spikes and dirt slowly sank back into the ground, taking there victims with them. They would be buried here with no one to send them off, no one to visit their grave, no one to care about their existence.

It almost struck a familiar cord in Jack before he himself disappeared into the ground to tunnel himself elsewhere, "What is it humans love the most?"