[h1]Reggie[/h1]

Reggie was currently wondering the city streets, his gun and sword strapped to his sides and his emerald gem battle suit gleaming in the sunlight. As people passed him by and gave him looks, as he gave off an aura of intense anger. People gave him a wide berth as he fingered the latches of his weapons, clipping and unclipping them as he continued to pace around town. The cause for his anger was simple, yet complicated all at once.

He had found himself with the chance to finally gain the vengeance that he had lost hope in years ago, and this brought forth a surge of emotions that he hadn't felt in a very long time. But, in order to gain this information, he would need to give information on Bloodstone and potentially put the gems in danger. He'd said yes, but whether or not he'd actually go through with it . . . he needed some time to think this through. Walking around, he simply watched people pass by for the most part. After some time, he sat down on a bench and took out his Gem-modified Desert Eagle, the shining gold now sporting a few pulsating lines of emerald-like material. 

[i]What do I value more, protecting my friends . . . or finally getting some closure on my parent's death?[/i]