[h2][Center][u]Harri Van Helle[/u][/Center][/h2]


Harri was overwhelmed by the sudden change of events. In his life not many things had changed, not dramatically, since he had been 12 years old. As he walked with the others, he stretched his arms and was getting used to getting around, moving at all even. The lights felt too bright and the doorways too small. It was hard for him to get around without accidentally hitting someone or crashing through the doorways. He wasn't sure what was going on or where he was, but he didn't want to cause another scene. Accidentally putting his arm through the vehicle that brought him here was bad enough. These people had rescued him from a fate of nothing. Which was the reason he was smiling a little the whole time since he had gotten out of the cell.

Patience didn't come easy, not when you haven't moved enough to wipe your own ass even in almost 4 years. Harri was fascinated about everything around him. Like a child at a new playgroung. He walked around and looked at the lights. He had no clue of who the people around him were or why they were here with him and at first he didn't even pay any notion to them. Not before one of them started acting hostile towards their hosts. Harri didn't know why the man was acting this way, but for some reason it rubbed off on him. His hands became fists and his muscles tensed up. He could feel anger boiling inside him, but he had nothing to focus that anger on. He was about to smash his fists into the nearest thing, but then the blond woman spoke. It distracted him nad made him calmer. She seemed so calm, confident and like she had a private joke going on. Harris muscles relaxed and his hands were no longer in fists.

Being away from people most of his life, he was very sensitive to others peoples emotions and they seemed to reflect on to his mood very fast. He never had to learn to interpret his empathetic feelings.

Then he did the biggest mistake he could have. He slowly watched over the room and saw a young man with thick black hair. He started feeling nervous at first, but he caught a glimpse of his yellow eyes. Some other strange feeling started crawling in the back of his head. A dark feeling. Panic. No fear. Harri fell on to one knee. He felt weak, small and defenseless. It brought the anger back and the flow of emotion that changed in a short amount didn't help him. He swung his fist into the wall and screamed. [b]" NOOO! NO MORE DARKNESS!"[/b] His voice sounded more like thunder, coming from really deep inside him, than a regular shout. He wasn't in control anymore, the fear had taken over and the fear created more anger. He repeatedly hit the wall and the floor. He couldn't understand what caused the fear so he had nothing to focus the anger on. [b]"HELP ME!"[/b] he screamed as he rose up to both feet, tears started to build up by his eyes.