[b][u]The Boy[/u][/b]

[b]"Right."[/b] He nodded to the doll. He stepped to the door, raising his arm hesitantly. They had done this many times before, but he still couldn't help but feel nervous. They'd been rejected plenty of times, and accepted an equal number of times. Still, he was acutely aware that he had nothing to offer to anyone and no one really had to take him in.

Every time a door was slammed in his face, he took a shot to his self-esteem, but as long as he had Masami he knew he'd be alright. Without hesitating another second, he firmly rapped on the door.
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[b][u]Nuul[/u][/b]

[b][color=purple]"Hmph. I am no simple fiend, and these are no simple spawn."[/color][/b] Nuul said, her voice heavy with contempt. [b][color=purple]"Do you think someone who has been an enemy of your church for so long would rely on dime-a-dozen neophytes to survive?"[/color][/b]

As she spoke, the swarm of Beholders around chittered angrily, and the large Beholder's pupil started glowing with an angry red light.

[b][color=purple]"These are a part of me, they are extensions of my body, extensions of my will."[/color][/b]

The Beholder started to emit a high pitched keening noise and the red glow started glowing more intensely.

[b][color=purple]"Make no mistake, hunter. These are my hands, and they will crush you."[/color][/b]

The keening reached it's peak, and a beam of red energy shot out of the Beholder's eye straight towards the hunter.